Search results

Stellan gazes at the water, deep in thought. The land under our feet is wherever we are, and wherever we are is one with Eberron, he reasons. But no land is nowhere. Simply by existing it is here. He shakes his head in denial. Your riddle makes no sense.

I'm good with that plan, too. The sooner I get to see the character the sooner I can start planning strategy, and developing a fun background. :D

I was in the midst of a battle against the invaders from Lhazaar, Stellan says. We were climbing a cliff to beat them up a mountain, hoping to surprise them as they retreated from our forces. We would have finished them once and for all, and had the chance to further reclaim the Reaches...

Well, Ata, the sages at Wizard agree with you. The new article on Party Building provides a system for analyzing race-class optimization (all pretty much common sense), that suggests our party consists of 4 "standard" combinations (meaning there is a boost to a secondary ability score), one...

Endrallen is updated.

I fear we aren't sure where, or even when we are, Stellan says to the feyblooded woman. All I know is that I am here rather than being in the Eldeen Reaches, fighting for our freedom next to my fellow Guardians. He gestures to the others. These seem to be confused, or else some are from the...

Endrallen, Elven Guide (Proto-Druid?) Born in a elven village that believed isolation was its best protection, Endrallen felt himself drawn to the outside world. At first that pull led him to explore further into the surrounding forest than most of his peers, which in turn had him discovering...

Angered by the pain, and distracted by his efforts to save the woman, Stellan is unable to locate a better path back to shore. Perception=9

I am definitely interested. I think I'd like to try this without a preconceived idea of my target class. I'm definitely hoping a Primal power source, however, and thinking of an elf. I think I'll go with the explorer/guide background from SoW, leaning toward the guide half. That gives me an...

Grimacing in pain and flexing his injured should, Thanor once again steps forward to confront the disgusting creature. He swings his axe in a half-wild overhand chop, hoping to drive it through the tough, otherworldly hide. Even as he reverses the weapon's direction for a mighty upswing, he...

Never one to tolerate watching someone fall prey to the deprivations of the undead, Stellan dives into the surf to aid the female. He takes to the water like a furry fish, swimming strongly and confidently toward his goal. Drop axe and shield, then into the water, Athletics check 24

Realizing what has happened to Siobhan, Larian steps away from the cleric and uses his arcane knowledge to conjure a field of black tentacles, which rise from the ground to restrain the barghest, Siobhan, and two of the dragonspawn. Move to AI4 Cast Evard's Black Tentacles at AK/AL 12/13...

Stellan draws his hand back from the gate quickly as the light blinds him. His returning vision reveals the drastic change in their situation, and pride blossoms in his chest. The unnatural taint on the island couldn't stand up to our valor and steadfast hearts! he concludes. The host shines...

I think we stick with the original book compliment, rather than adding the PH2, so that nobody feels disadvantaged for having submitted a character early. Unless we get a few more players, however, we're missing the point of the thread, and I have to retool my encounters.

Seeing the triceratops lowering its head for another charge, Thanor leans into it, letting the beast drive into his shield, but managing to bring his axe around to give it something in return for his pain. His shield manages to provide some cover for the druid next to him, but only at the...

Either way is fine with me, Stellan says. He grips his axe with determination. I'm ready to face those who control these unnatural forces.

Our group seems to have faded away. We currently only have 4 PCs, I believe. Should we just let it slip into silence and move on?

Stellan crouches down and scratches at the bone pathway. He looks up at the others, squinting in the morning light. I have never seen anything as natural and unnatural as this. Whatever is its source is likely in those ruins, so that is where we must go. The shifter approaches the gate with...

Nodding his thanks, the shifter dons the headband, and prepares to set out toward the ruins. I assume we're all in agreement that answers to our questions probably there. He looks around at the others for confirmation. Thanks, Garyh. That's one of my few issues with 4E so far. The wishlists...

The very land changes its clothes to confuse us, Stellan grumbles. We are in a cursed place. With mumbling complaints and a dark, suspicious glance sent repeatedly toward the ruins, the shifter goes about his morning routine, getting prepared for a day of battle. Would you mind if I wore that...