Caliber's Storyhour (DragonStar ... well sort of)
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Kosh
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Wow...
I just read your whole story hour...
It's great!... Keep up the good work!...
At first I thought it was a little chaotic, but then I discovered that was part of its charm...
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Autofire sounds really over the top, but I've never read the Dragonstar rules, so I can't really comment...
And who is Lydia? She was mentioned in one of your more recent posts... From the actions she was performing, I'm guessing it was Alahandra (btw, is that the name of the iconic paladin?)...
I can't wait to see the Jedi!...
I just read your whole story hour...
It's great!... Keep up the good work!...
At first I thought it was a little chaotic, but then I discovered that was part of its charm...
...Autofire sounds really over the top, but I've never read the Dragonstar rules, so I can't really comment...
And who is Lydia? She was mentioned in one of your more recent posts... From the actions she was performing, I'm guessing it was Alahandra (btw, is that the name of the iconic paladin?)...
I can't wait to see the Jedi!...
Chaos our group certainly has. In one of our past campaigns, our group had to teleport throughout space and time furthering the cause of Chaos. Defintely seems to be a modus operendi or something ...
As for Autofire, it is pretty powerful. I wouldn't really say overly so. Now the DragonStar gun damage on the other hand ...
I can't really find where I mentioned Lydia, but wherever it was was likely just a mental slip. Alahandra's player (who happens to be my girlfriend) just recently started playing DnD. Her first character ever (in fact, her last character) was a Human Cleric named Lydia. I guess I still think of her that way, despite the hiatus of that campaign and the switch to this one.
You are right about the iconic thing, although I didn't even realize it. So far, our group has had three characters named after iconics without any of us realizing it until later (two of them were a different campaign.)
I don't think anyone joining will be a Jedi, although last session (15) saw the introduction of another new character, Jheli (pronouced July.)
Next session should introduce yet another character as well!
Anyway, glad to see another reader! I will see about getting up another little bit tomorrow evening.
And as a note, one thing I am concerned about is my writing style. My girlfriend tells me I am overly critical, but if some others want to give me some feedback that would be really cool.
Later.
As for Autofire, it is pretty powerful. I wouldn't really say overly so. Now the DragonStar gun damage on the other hand ...
I can't really find where I mentioned Lydia, but wherever it was was likely just a mental slip. Alahandra's player (who happens to be my girlfriend) just recently started playing DnD. Her first character ever (in fact, her last character) was a Human Cleric named Lydia. I guess I still think of her that way, despite the hiatus of that campaign and the switch to this one.
You are right about the iconic thing, although I didn't even realize it. So far, our group has had three characters named after iconics without any of us realizing it until later (two of them were a different campaign.)
I don't think anyone joining will be a Jedi, although last session (15) saw the introduction of another new character, Jheli (pronouced July.)
Next session should introduce yet another character as well!
Anyway, glad to see another reader! I will see about getting up another little bit tomorrow evening.
And as a note, one thing I am concerned about is my writing style. My girlfriend tells me I am overly critical, but if some others want to give me some feedback that would be really cool.
Later.
Iconic names and Chaos
The only reason we had so many iconic names is because we uncreatively choose to use the Master Tools character creator, and most (including myself) were too lazy to come up with a better name. This might be the reason we have also heard of other Milos.
The campaigns get chaotic simply because of the characters. I don't influence the campaign that way. Most of the time this party, and others I have had take the most chaotic course of action.
Later,
Manny
The only reason we had so many iconic names is because we uncreatively choose to use the Master Tools character creator, and most (including myself) were too lazy to come up with a better name. This might be the reason we have also heard of other Milos.
The campaigns get chaotic simply because of the characters. I don't influence the campaign that way. Most of the time this party, and others I have had take the most chaotic course of action.
Later,
Manny
Deciding that the courtesy of knocking would be wasted on a drow, Zoltan kicked in the door that had been indicated by the githyanki. Darting inside, blaster swiveling about the room, Zoltan provided cover as Milo and Syd likewise entered expecting a fight.
No one was quite expecting the feminine gasp that came from the room. Instead of the nameless drow who had singled everyone out to be guinea pigs for the drow’s insidious medical experiments, a beautiful female drow was found in bed. A naked, beautiful, female drow.
Covering herself hastily, the unknown female was quick to demand, “Who are you!?!”
“Who are you!?! Where’s Captain Tharimo!?!” shouted back Zoltan.
“Captain Tharimo’s room is next door. But if you insist on questioning me, could you at least allow me to clothe myself?”
Perhaps they were distracted by the drow’s beauty, or her lack of clothes, or perhaps they were all still in shock. But either way, Zoltan, Milo, and Syd exited the drow’s room and shut the door behind them.
“She’s going to put on some clothes,” they sheepishly explained.
Some time passed. Then a little more time passed. Slowly the regular policies of paranoia and suspicion began to reassert themselves within everyone’s mind. Finally, Milo knocked on the door.
There was no answer. Opening the door, no one was surprised when the room revealed itself to be empty. Walking forward cautiously, Milo approached a small metal box that had not been there when he had last been in the room. Lifting up the lid revealed a small, floating bead of light sitting within the box.
Syd, who managed to see the bead over Milo’s shoulder, immediately recognized it for what it was.
“It’s a fireball! Get down!”
Everyone quickly began moving back down the corridor and diving for cover. Syd and Milo barely made it out of the room before the fireball exploded. The room itself was badly burned, but most of the group was able to escape the fireball’s blast. The charmed githyanki, unfortunately, had not been fast enough.
From the other end of the hall, the githyanki the group had talked to earlier burst from their room angrily shouting “What in hell is going on down there!?!”
“Nothing to see here. Everything is fine. You just go back to your room,” answered Zoltan.
Perhaps it was the large weapons the party was carrying or perhaps it was the large stretch of corridor that was now thoroughly charred, but obviously the githyanki felt they had a good reason to go back to bed as they rapidly moved back into their rooms and slammed their doors shut.
Moving back down the hallway cautiously, the group busted into the room that the vanished drow had indicated was Captain Tharimo’s. The room was empty of life but a quick search found two things of interest.
The first was a formal ISPD dress uniform. The other was a small journal. While Milo pocketed the insignia off of the uniform, Syd flipped to the last page of the journal. The entry related how Captain Tharimo had come to this githyanki base in the company of a Colonel Antiphiphia to pick up some prisoners.
It wasn’t hard for everyone to realize that Colonel Antiphiphia was the female drow in the other room. Letting her get away had definitely not been a good idea.
No one was quite expecting the feminine gasp that came from the room. Instead of the nameless drow who had singled everyone out to be guinea pigs for the drow’s insidious medical experiments, a beautiful female drow was found in bed. A naked, beautiful, female drow.
Covering herself hastily, the unknown female was quick to demand, “Who are you!?!”
“Who are you!?! Where’s Captain Tharimo!?!” shouted back Zoltan.
“Captain Tharimo’s room is next door. But if you insist on questioning me, could you at least allow me to clothe myself?”
Perhaps they were distracted by the drow’s beauty, or her lack of clothes, or perhaps they were all still in shock. But either way, Zoltan, Milo, and Syd exited the drow’s room and shut the door behind them.
“She’s going to put on some clothes,” they sheepishly explained.
Some time passed. Then a little more time passed. Slowly the regular policies of paranoia and suspicion began to reassert themselves within everyone’s mind. Finally, Milo knocked on the door.
There was no answer. Opening the door, no one was surprised when the room revealed itself to be empty. Walking forward cautiously, Milo approached a small metal box that had not been there when he had last been in the room. Lifting up the lid revealed a small, floating bead of light sitting within the box.
Syd, who managed to see the bead over Milo’s shoulder, immediately recognized it for what it was.
“It’s a fireball! Get down!”
Everyone quickly began moving back down the corridor and diving for cover. Syd and Milo barely made it out of the room before the fireball exploded. The room itself was badly burned, but most of the group was able to escape the fireball’s blast. The charmed githyanki, unfortunately, had not been fast enough.
From the other end of the hall, the githyanki the group had talked to earlier burst from their room angrily shouting “What in hell is going on down there!?!”
“Nothing to see here. Everything is fine. You just go back to your room,” answered Zoltan.
Perhaps it was the large weapons the party was carrying or perhaps it was the large stretch of corridor that was now thoroughly charred, but obviously the githyanki felt they had a good reason to go back to bed as they rapidly moved back into their rooms and slammed their doors shut.
Moving back down the hallway cautiously, the group busted into the room that the vanished drow had indicated was Captain Tharimo’s. The room was empty of life but a quick search found two things of interest.
The first was a formal ISPD dress uniform. The other was a small journal. While Milo pocketed the insignia off of the uniform, Syd flipped to the last page of the journal. The entry related how Captain Tharimo had come to this githyanki base in the company of a Colonel Antiphiphia to pick up some prisoners.
It wasn’t hard for everyone to realize that Colonel Antiphiphia was the female drow in the other room. Letting her get away had definitely not been a good idea.
I have to say letting Colonel Antiphiphia go was defintely not the shining moment of the campaign. I wish I could claim that she had cast some kind of spell, but it really comes down to our own stupidity.
For some reason or another, when she said she would talk to us if we let her get dressed, we bought it hook, line, and sinker. Did we ever feel stupid.
Of course when Milo found the Delayed Blast Fireball Syd was seriously freaked out. Thats pretty high magic, especially for the levels the party itself is at. I was defintely not looking forward to having to fight such a high level spell-chucker.
For some reason or another, when she said she would talk to us if we let her get dressed, we bought it hook, line, and sinker. Did we ever feel stupid.
Of course when Milo found the Delayed Blast Fireball Syd was seriously freaked out. Thats pretty high magic, especially for the levels the party itself is at. I was defintely not looking forward to having to fight such a high level spell-chucker.
Zubenelschemali
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Horacio said "You let the naked drow girl go."
Yep! We sure did! That's what the group gets for listening to Zoltan. Orendil wanted to go rip her head off, even though he might have found this a little hard. He didn't want to go, and neither did most of the group.
Zoltan, on the other hand, was trying to 'Confuse' the enemy by using Reverse Psychology. Instead of pilaging the poor defenseless little drow female like we all wanted to do, Zoltan figured we could back off and try to Confuse her!
Just didn't work.
Even after we left and closed the door, Zoltan remembers thinking that this might not have been such a good idea.
And the rest is history....
Yep! We sure did! That's what the group gets for listening to Zoltan. Orendil wanted to go rip her head off, even though he might have found this a little hard. He didn't want to go, and neither did most of the group.
Zoltan, on the other hand, was trying to 'Confuse' the enemy by using Reverse Psychology. Instead of pilaging the poor defenseless little drow female like we all wanted to do, Zoltan figured we could back off and try to Confuse her!
Just didn't work.
Even after we left and closed the door, Zoltan remembers thinking that this might not have been such a good idea.
And the rest is history....
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