Argent Silvermage
First Post
Given that info than Mystra is Tal's goddess. Just for the record.
Candara : OOC Thread
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Thomas Reaver, male human Bbn1/Ftr4/Rog1: CR 6; ECL 6; Medium-size Humanoid (human); HD 1d6+4d10+1d12+12; hp 55; Init +3; Spd 40 ft; AC 18 (+4 chain shirt, +3 Dex, +1 amulet of natural armor); Melee +1 longsword +9 (1d8+6/crit 19-20), or dagger +7 (1d4+2/crit 19-20); Ranged dagger +8 (1d4/crit 19-20), or light crossbow +8 (1d8/crit 19-20); SA rage, sneak attack; SQ fast movement; AL CG; SV Fort +8, Ref +6, Will +3; Str 14, Dex 16, Con 14, Int 12, Wis 10, Cha 14.
Skills and Feats: Balance (4), Bluff (6), Diplomacy (6), Disable Device (5), Forgery (3), Hide (14), Intimidate (7), Jump (5), Knowledge (tactics) (6), Knowledge (war) (3), Listen (4), Move Silently (7), Open Lock (5), Ride (6), Sense Motive (2), Speak Language (2), Spot (4), Tumble (7), Wilderness Lore (3); Iron Will, Leadership, Power Attack, Quick Draw, Sunder, Weapon Focus (longsword), Weapon Specialization (longsword).
SA–Rage (Ex): 1/day, Thomas Reaver can fly into a screaming blood frenzy for 7 rounds. Thomas Reaver gains +4 Str, +4 Con, and a +2 morale bonus vs. fear, but suffers -2 to AC. After the rage, Thomas Reaver is winded.
Changes: AC 16; HP 62; +1 long sword +11 (1d8+9/crit 19-20), or dagger +9 (1d4+4/crit 19-20).
SA–Sneak Attack (Ex): Thomas Reaver deals +1d6 damage against an opponent with a discernable anatomy who is denied a Dex bonus or is flanked.
Equipment:
On person:
Magic; + 1 longsword, sashes of hiding, amulet of natural armor (+1), wings of flying, everburning rod, 1 darkvision potion, 4 cure light wounds potions.
Mundane; chain shirt, 8 daggers, crossbow, 20 bolts in bolt case, 2 days' rations, mw potion belt, smoke stick, 1 sunrod, 2 tindertwigs, waterskin, 22gp 2sp in pouch.
At home:
Magic; 2 cure light wounds potions, stone of alarm.
Mundane; 8 Daggers, 40 bolts, spear, club, waterskin, 1 sunrod, flint and steel, assorted maps of area, 50ft rope, 2 simple lamps, 10 candles, paper, ink, quill, 4 knifes, 4 forks, cooking pot, 5 ceramic squares (plates), bread, cheese, jerky, a bit of fruit etc. 50gp gem, 15gp gem, 27gp 12sp 5 cp.
House:
One story common house in city, living room, bed room and basement bedroom. Furniture; Bunk bed, several chairs, rocking chair, small bench for food, small drawer near bunk bed, fire place/cooking oven. In basement Thomas' bed, book self (plus several papers, maps, and books), weapons rack, desk and chair.
Miscellaneous data:
Height 6'3", weight 189 lb, short brown hair, brown eyes. Thomas can speak the following languages; Common, Keltish, Tribal, and Elven.
Country of origin: Candara mountains.
Current country of residence: Candara coast.
Which countries/organizations your allegiances ally you: Not decided.
Description:
Tommy is well built, tall, clean shaven and has a light tan. He wears black pants a chain shirt concealed under a gray cotton shirt and a tan coat. Across the front of his chest he has a set of eight throwing daggers slotted into place in two black sashes, forming an "X". On his left side torso is his longsword in a tan sheath and strapped on his right side shoulder is his crossbow.
Background:
On a crisp cool night a slight breeze floats a trio of leaves up off the ground; they climb high then slowly make their way back down. The three leaves land next to a man lying down near a fire, another man sits opposite him. The two men sit in silence, appreciative of the calm night and the noises of crickets and owls that fill the woodland surrounding them. In a harsh croaky voice the man sitting down starts to speak "So tell me Reaver, what made you become such a person, wandering around like you do?"
Looking into the fire the man named Reaver turns his head towards the man sitting down. "I come from the mountains you see friend, and these mountains were very popular to say the least. They provided rich soil perfect for harvest and great for cattle and sheep. Oh we had enough land to do us good for a hundred lifetimes and then some, so did the others that had home in the mountains, though people get greedy. One hot summers night a band of men, no let's call 'em armed thugs, with nothing to their names decided they were going to "claim" our land, they set alight our house and barns. In the glory of their victory the men started slaughtering townspeople who were trying to escape, blood led to more blood. I managed to stop one from killing my father, launching my self at the man and just pounding into him with a small knife. We then were able to escape before the others saw their fallen friend. With a few supplies and a lot of local knowledge we headed to a nearby coastal city, everywhere else was too hostile. On the way my father Cain, lost his life, blood loss probably." Thomas Reaver says in a straight voice, having no qualms with talking about his dead father. "Given time our people found work in the city and were able to readjust. I just couldn't, no way after what happened. I left my mother and my three sisters, they were fine, had well paying jobs and a roof over their heads. I've accepted it now, at first I ended up going on a bit of a spree of violence my self, no need to look at me like that Trell, I killed a few raiding goblins and an orc, oh plus that deer, I was hungry so kill me!" he smirks. "A couple nights out in the woods did me good. I went back to the city found work as a caravan guard, earned enough to start me off and now I work freelance, wandering, following the wind. My mother passed away, two of my sisters married wealthy men, and the other went seawards, no word from her. Well that's it Trell" Thomas says as he checks his sword is in its place. The rough voiced Trell says "Why didn't you go back to the mountains with some armed men to get revenge Sir Reaver?"
"I did but there was no sign of the murdering bastards, probably didn't know what to do with themselves... I've let it go, there are enough bastards in the world to kill. So tell me Trell how'd you come about to being a trader?"
Trell starts "When I was a boy I found I loved money aye? Yeah we' anyway I found a small calf by the side of a gravel road one day and doin' as lil' boys do I went up behind it an-d....." Trell finishes, finding it hard to talk with a dagger lodged in his neck. "F**ken slave traders, scum of the earth" Thomas says as he cleans himself off, and then lets a group of six undernourished men free from their shackles.
Skills and Feats: Balance (4), Bluff (6), Diplomacy (6), Disable Device (5), Forgery (3), Hide (14), Intimidate (7), Jump (5), Knowledge (tactics) (6), Knowledge (war) (3), Listen (4), Move Silently (7), Open Lock (5), Ride (6), Sense Motive (2), Speak Language (2), Spot (4), Tumble (7), Wilderness Lore (3); Iron Will, Leadership, Power Attack, Quick Draw, Sunder, Weapon Focus (longsword), Weapon Specialization (longsword).
SA–Rage (Ex): 1/day, Thomas Reaver can fly into a screaming blood frenzy for 7 rounds. Thomas Reaver gains +4 Str, +4 Con, and a +2 morale bonus vs. fear, but suffers -2 to AC. After the rage, Thomas Reaver is winded.
Changes: AC 16; HP 62; +1 long sword +11 (1d8+9/crit 19-20), or dagger +9 (1d4+4/crit 19-20).
SA–Sneak Attack (Ex): Thomas Reaver deals +1d6 damage against an opponent with a discernable anatomy who is denied a Dex bonus or is flanked.
Equipment:
On person:
Magic; + 1 longsword, sashes of hiding, amulet of natural armor (+1), wings of flying, everburning rod, 1 darkvision potion, 4 cure light wounds potions.
Mundane; chain shirt, 8 daggers, crossbow, 20 bolts in bolt case, 2 days' rations, mw potion belt, smoke stick, 1 sunrod, 2 tindertwigs, waterskin, 22gp 2sp in pouch.
At home:
Magic; 2 cure light wounds potions, stone of alarm.
Mundane; 8 Daggers, 40 bolts, spear, club, waterskin, 1 sunrod, flint and steel, assorted maps of area, 50ft rope, 2 simple lamps, 10 candles, paper, ink, quill, 4 knifes, 4 forks, cooking pot, 5 ceramic squares (plates), bread, cheese, jerky, a bit of fruit etc. 50gp gem, 15gp gem, 27gp 12sp 5 cp.
House:
One story common house in city, living room, bed room and basement bedroom. Furniture; Bunk bed, several chairs, rocking chair, small bench for food, small drawer near bunk bed, fire place/cooking oven. In basement Thomas' bed, book self (plus several papers, maps, and books), weapons rack, desk and chair.
Miscellaneous data:
Height 6'3", weight 189 lb, short brown hair, brown eyes. Thomas can speak the following languages; Common, Keltish, Tribal, and Elven.
Country of origin: Candara mountains.
Current country of residence: Candara coast.
Which countries/organizations your allegiances ally you: Not decided.
Description:
Tommy is well built, tall, clean shaven and has a light tan. He wears black pants a chain shirt concealed under a gray cotton shirt and a tan coat. Across the front of his chest he has a set of eight throwing daggers slotted into place in two black sashes, forming an "X". On his left side torso is his longsword in a tan sheath and strapped on his right side shoulder is his crossbow.
Background:
On a crisp cool night a slight breeze floats a trio of leaves up off the ground; they climb high then slowly make their way back down. The three leaves land next to a man lying down near a fire, another man sits opposite him. The two men sit in silence, appreciative of the calm night and the noises of crickets and owls that fill the woodland surrounding them. In a harsh croaky voice the man sitting down starts to speak "So tell me Reaver, what made you become such a person, wandering around like you do?"
Looking into the fire the man named Reaver turns his head towards the man sitting down. "I come from the mountains you see friend, and these mountains were very popular to say the least. They provided rich soil perfect for harvest and great for cattle and sheep. Oh we had enough land to do us good for a hundred lifetimes and then some, so did the others that had home in the mountains, though people get greedy. One hot summers night a band of men, no let's call 'em armed thugs, with nothing to their names decided they were going to "claim" our land, they set alight our house and barns. In the glory of their victory the men started slaughtering townspeople who were trying to escape, blood led to more blood. I managed to stop one from killing my father, launching my self at the man and just pounding into him with a small knife. We then were able to escape before the others saw their fallen friend. With a few supplies and a lot of local knowledge we headed to a nearby coastal city, everywhere else was too hostile. On the way my father Cain, lost his life, blood loss probably." Thomas Reaver says in a straight voice, having no qualms with talking about his dead father. "Given time our people found work in the city and were able to readjust. I just couldn't, no way after what happened. I left my mother and my three sisters, they were fine, had well paying jobs and a roof over their heads. I've accepted it now, at first I ended up going on a bit of a spree of violence my self, no need to look at me like that Trell, I killed a few raiding goblins and an orc, oh plus that deer, I was hungry so kill me!" he smirks. "A couple nights out in the woods did me good. I went back to the city found work as a caravan guard, earned enough to start me off and now I work freelance, wandering, following the wind. My mother passed away, two of my sisters married wealthy men, and the other went seawards, no word from her. Well that's it Trell" Thomas says as he checks his sword is in its place. The rough voiced Trell says "Why didn't you go back to the mountains with some armed men to get revenge Sir Reaver?"
"I did but there was no sign of the murdering bastards, probably didn't know what to do with themselves... I've let it go, there are enough bastards in the world to kill. So tell me Trell how'd you come about to being a trader?"
Trell starts "When I was a boy I found I loved money aye? Yeah we' anyway I found a small calf by the side of a gravel road one day and doin' as lil' boys do I went up behind it an-d....." Trell finishes, finding it hard to talk with a dagger lodged in his neck. "F**ken slave traders, scum of the earth" Thomas says as he cleans himself off, and then lets a group of six undernourished men free from their shackles.
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Lichtenhart
First Post
Jemal, do you think a minor god of peace and knowledge could be worked in? maybe a son or grandson of Ukko, so his church would have tyings with a major one? In my mind his clergy would be much like franciscan friars.
National Acrobat
First Post
"Ahh," Ariel thought to herself as she took a sip of the hot, spiced wine, "what a lovely treat after a hard day 's work, instructing the new class of acolytes in the tenet's of the faith of Aphrodite.
"You look, shall I say, bored, mejhana?" Elsbeth, Ariel's friend and Sister in the faith, took a sip of her beverage. Elsbeth stared at her friend. The two had known each other since they were young teens, having come to the Temple as Acolytes at the same time. Elsbeth was always in awe of her fiery red-headed friend, who while having a knack for finding trouble, always seemed to get involved in interesting and exciting things, from adventuring to intrigue. It never was a dull moment hanging around with Ariel. Sometimes Elsbeth swore that Aphrodite convienetly placed Ariel in the path of trouble. As far back as she can remember, Ariel had the knack for turning the simplest problem into a disaster, but always managed to find a way out, that was unique.
"Not bored," replied Ariel, "but looking for something interesting to come along. I haven't had a real adventure in awhile and I do grow bored teaching Religion and Oratory to the Acolytes in the Temple. There isn't any excitement in that."
Elsbeth frowned a bit. "What do you expect? We aren't exactly a martial or adventuring faith. I mean, sometimes our clergy are hired out as healers and what not, but that is about the extent of it." Elsbeth took another sip. As with all sisters of the Faith, Elsbeth was also a picture of beauty, Black hair, fair skin and Blue Eyes. "Besides, if I know fate, Aphrodite has something planned for you in the near future. Probably just around the corner..."
Ariel smiled at her friend. "I hope that you are right. Let's just sit here and watch the sun set and you can help me with tomorrow's Oratory Class preparation."
"You look, shall I say, bored, mejhana?" Elsbeth, Ariel's friend and Sister in the faith, took a sip of her beverage. Elsbeth stared at her friend. The two had known each other since they were young teens, having come to the Temple as Acolytes at the same time. Elsbeth was always in awe of her fiery red-headed friend, who while having a knack for finding trouble, always seemed to get involved in interesting and exciting things, from adventuring to intrigue. It never was a dull moment hanging around with Ariel. Sometimes Elsbeth swore that Aphrodite convienetly placed Ariel in the path of trouble. As far back as she can remember, Ariel had the knack for turning the simplest problem into a disaster, but always managed to find a way out, that was unique.
"Not bored," replied Ariel, "but looking for something interesting to come along. I haven't had a real adventure in awhile and I do grow bored teaching Religion and Oratory to the Acolytes in the Temple. There isn't any excitement in that."
Elsbeth frowned a bit. "What do you expect? We aren't exactly a martial or adventuring faith. I mean, sometimes our clergy are hired out as healers and what not, but that is about the extent of it." Elsbeth took another sip. As with all sisters of the Faith, Elsbeth was also a picture of beauty, Black hair, fair skin and Blue Eyes. "Besides, if I know fate, Aphrodite has something planned for you in the near future. Probably just around the corner..."
Ariel smiled at her friend. "I hope that you are right. Let's just sit here and watch the sun set and you can help me with tomorrow's Oratory Class preparation."
Jemal
Adventurer
First, to Father Antonio : perfect! That's what I'ld like to see, is people adding info of their own to help the campaign grow. Actually, that sounds like the godess Chrystalla that on of my characters worshipped in another game. Here ya go:
Chrystalla, LG minor goddess of Peace/Knowledge
Domains : Knowledge, Protection, Good
Priests : Any good
Next, to DRS:
A few questions/comments
1st : Bracers of ARMOR don't stack with actual ARMOR, cuz it's the same type of bonus. Try an amulet of nat. armor, or a ring of protection.
2nd. a simple house like the one you mention only costs 1,000GP according to the DMG (Pg 151-152. Simple house : 1,000GP - one to three room house made of wood with a thatched roof)
3rd. #'s 1 and 2 combine nicely... Bracers of armor = 1000gp. YOUR house was 2000 GP.
old way, you spent 3000 gp
NEW WAY : Ring of Protection+1 : 2000 GP. house: 1000 GP. total spent: 3000 GP.
2 problems solved.
and finally to the group as a whole. So far the characters posted are :
Thomas Reaver, Human Male: rog1/fgt4/brb1
Father Antonio d'Este, Human Male: Cleric6
Talisian De’Artain, Elf Male: Mage(Necromancer)6
Ariel De'Morceaux, Human Female: Cleric6
Also, Talisian, I need to know your alignement (Same goes for anyone who hasn't posted character yet)
IF your name's on this list, then look for a new thread marked : Intrigue in Candara. That's where we'll do the IC posting. Which means that this thread will be where the OOC posting goes.
IF your name's NOT on this list, post your character here, and then once I say OK to it, THEN you can post IC. For those who're going to have cohorts, please tell me if you've got someone to play it, or if you want me to provide it.
remember, ALL OOC messages (Except short blurbs that are included WITH IC messages) are posted here, and likewise all IC messages to the new thread.
Chrystalla, LG minor goddess of Peace/Knowledge
Domains : Knowledge, Protection, Good
Priests : Any good
Next, to DRS:
A few questions/comments
1st : Bracers of ARMOR don't stack with actual ARMOR, cuz it's the same type of bonus. Try an amulet of nat. armor, or a ring of protection.
2nd. a simple house like the one you mention only costs 1,000GP according to the DMG (Pg 151-152. Simple house : 1,000GP - one to three room house made of wood with a thatched roof)
3rd. #'s 1 and 2 combine nicely... Bracers of armor = 1000gp. YOUR house was 2000 GP.
old way, you spent 3000 gp
NEW WAY : Ring of Protection+1 : 2000 GP. house: 1000 GP. total spent: 3000 GP.
2 problems solved.
and finally to the group as a whole. So far the characters posted are :
Thomas Reaver, Human Male: rog1/fgt4/brb1
Father Antonio d'Este, Human Male: Cleric6
Talisian De’Artain, Elf Male: Mage(Necromancer)6
Ariel De'Morceaux, Human Female: Cleric6
Also, Talisian, I need to know your alignement (Same goes for anyone who hasn't posted character yet)
IF your name's on this list, then look for a new thread marked : Intrigue in Candara. That's where we'll do the IC posting. Which means that this thread will be where the OOC posting goes.
IF your name's NOT on this list, post your character here, and then once I say OK to it, THEN you can post IC. For those who're going to have cohorts, please tell me if you've got someone to play it, or if you want me to provide it.
remember, ALL OOC messages (Except short blurbs that are included WITH IC messages) are posted here, and likewise all IC messages to the new thread.
Argent Silvermage
First Post
Sorry for the oversight. Tal is Neutral Good.Jemal said:
I was just over in "story hours" and did not see the thread yet. Probably me just jumping the gun.
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