OnlytheStrong
Explorer
Sorry if my background is alittle long, I wanted to give a general idea. I have a page and a half write up on Kanjo (his master, Kato, was real by the way and was really famous for jumping techniques)
RttToEE - Group 1's OOC.
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Bootmobile
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Alright forget the ToB option, I have decided that I like the halfling rogue/warlock idea better. He would be good skirmishing secondary fighter and a great faceman with trap skills thrown in for good measure.
The background for Willem is kind of long so I have tried to break it up a little.
[sblock=Willem Darksoles (family background)]Willem's father, Darvid, was a great hero amongst the halflings of his village. He was know for bravery and his great adventures among the tall folk. Even the human and dwarf warriors who passed through the village showed respect to the great halfling warrior, Darvid Darksoles. But great hero or not, he fell in battle during adventures near the human town of Hommlet.
Unknown to Darvid his wife was pregnant when he died. His wife grieved deeply when Darvid died and seemed to fall into a terrible illness almost at the moment she heard of his death. She lingered near death for last months of her pregnancy and in the end proved only just strong enough to give birth to her son and the son of the hero Darvid. She was not strong enough to survive the birth herself, though, and so Willem was raised as an orphan with all the village aiding in his upbringing.
Little did anyone know that Darvid had kept a terrible secret heritage. A heritage that would emerge more fully in his son than it had ever in Darvid himself.[/sblock]
[sblock=Willem Darksoles (description)]Willem is a halfling of fair hair and complexity with a large grin and coal black eyes. There is a quiet subtle menace about Willem but also an almost supernatural charm. It has been said of Willem that his powers of persuasion are so great that he could stab you in the back, steal your purse and leave you for dead in an alley yet with only a few words you would blame him not at all. Instead you would die with a smile, hoping Willem would buy something really nice with your money.[/sblock]
[sblock=Willem Darksoles (personal background)]Willem was always a bright and charming young halfling and was very well liked in his village. Many wanted to see in the young Willem the greatness of his father. But for every two of his elders and friends who simply adored him, there was one who was wary of him, who felt their spine shiver when looking into Willem's bottomless black eyes.
Willem was brought up in the usual halfling ways and learned the usual halfling teachings. He was nimble and athletic even for a halfling but the usual games and activities of his race never really captured Willem's heart. He found that even as talented as he was he could still lose the games he played with his friends. The pressure to live up to his father's memory was felt keenly by the clever boy. He decided early that he could succeed more by relying on guile, deceit and persuasion than he could by relying on skill alone. And he knew that he was expected to succeed more than any of the other young halflings of the village.
This willingness to cheat, lie and charm his way through things soon spread to most areas of Willem's life. Willem found he could get almost anything he wanted if he was just clever enough in the way he asked. Unfortunately he began to leave a line of disgruntled victims in his wake. Even as his friends and elders began to see the nasty streak in Willem they were prone to excuse his actions. After all he had had things so hard, both his parents dying tragically before he even knew them And he was the son of a hero, surely he was destined to come to good in the end.
As he became a young man, Willem finally pushed his luck too far and even the memory of his father could not shelter him from the outrage of the village. One fall there were far too many fair haired halflings born to the young lasses and married ladies of his village. Suspicion quickly turned to Willem and he was forced to flee for fear of falling victim to a jealous husband or an enraged father.
Willem had started to figure out there was more to his "charm" than a winning personality before he left his village. He had discovered that with a little concentration he felt a thrill go though him and thereafter people would succumb to his suggestions far more readily. It was not until his flight from his village, when he unleashed an eldritch blast for the first time, that he realized there was far more to him than he had ever believed.
Once exiled from his village, Willem had to find a way to survive in the world of humans. He worked very hard to harness his magical abilities and he applied them to becoming a truly talented con man.
This practice invariably led to Willem needing to relocate every few seasons as he would con a few too many of the folk of a given town and have to move on. Soon he found that mixing with adventurers served both to provide him with companions to travel with and a good cover when he came to a new town. In his travels with adventurers, passing as one, he learned to fight as one.
For several years now, Willem has lived this life of the traveling con man, passing as an adventuring. Yet it seems that his past and deeds are catching up to him. Often now when he reaches a new town his reputation has preceded him and he must quickly move on without even a single coin made. He has only just barely avoided arrest on several occasions. More and more he must not simply pass as an adventurer but actually make his living as one. All of this is starting to force a change in Willem, as is his mixing with often heroic companions. He has begun to regret his actions, both as a con man and back in his village. For the first time in his life Willem is beginning to look for a better way. He has by no means reformed his criminal ways, yet, but he is perhaps ready to be shown a different path. Perhaps he will finally, truly become his father's son.
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The background for Willem is kind of long so I have tried to break it up a little.
[sblock=Willem Darksoles (family background)]Willem's father, Darvid, was a great hero amongst the halflings of his village. He was know for bravery and his great adventures among the tall folk. Even the human and dwarf warriors who passed through the village showed respect to the great halfling warrior, Darvid Darksoles. But great hero or not, he fell in battle during adventures near the human town of Hommlet.
Unknown to Darvid his wife was pregnant when he died. His wife grieved deeply when Darvid died and seemed to fall into a terrible illness almost at the moment she heard of his death. She lingered near death for last months of her pregnancy and in the end proved only just strong enough to give birth to her son and the son of the hero Darvid. She was not strong enough to survive the birth herself, though, and so Willem was raised as an orphan with all the village aiding in his upbringing.
Little did anyone know that Darvid had kept a terrible secret heritage. A heritage that would emerge more fully in his son than it had ever in Darvid himself.[/sblock]
[sblock=Willem Darksoles (description)]Willem is a halfling of fair hair and complexity with a large grin and coal black eyes. There is a quiet subtle menace about Willem but also an almost supernatural charm. It has been said of Willem that his powers of persuasion are so great that he could stab you in the back, steal your purse and leave you for dead in an alley yet with only a few words you would blame him not at all. Instead you would die with a smile, hoping Willem would buy something really nice with your money.[/sblock]
[sblock=Willem Darksoles (personal background)]Willem was always a bright and charming young halfling and was very well liked in his village. Many wanted to see in the young Willem the greatness of his father. But for every two of his elders and friends who simply adored him, there was one who was wary of him, who felt their spine shiver when looking into Willem's bottomless black eyes.
Willem was brought up in the usual halfling ways and learned the usual halfling teachings. He was nimble and athletic even for a halfling but the usual games and activities of his race never really captured Willem's heart. He found that even as talented as he was he could still lose the games he played with his friends. The pressure to live up to his father's memory was felt keenly by the clever boy. He decided early that he could succeed more by relying on guile, deceit and persuasion than he could by relying on skill alone. And he knew that he was expected to succeed more than any of the other young halflings of the village.
This willingness to cheat, lie and charm his way through things soon spread to most areas of Willem's life. Willem found he could get almost anything he wanted if he was just clever enough in the way he asked. Unfortunately he began to leave a line of disgruntled victims in his wake. Even as his friends and elders began to see the nasty streak in Willem they were prone to excuse his actions. After all he had had things so hard, both his parents dying tragically before he even knew them And he was the son of a hero, surely he was destined to come to good in the end.
As he became a young man, Willem finally pushed his luck too far and even the memory of his father could not shelter him from the outrage of the village. One fall there were far too many fair haired halflings born to the young lasses and married ladies of his village. Suspicion quickly turned to Willem and he was forced to flee for fear of falling victim to a jealous husband or an enraged father.
Willem had started to figure out there was more to his "charm" than a winning personality before he left his village. He had discovered that with a little concentration he felt a thrill go though him and thereafter people would succumb to his suggestions far more readily. It was not until his flight from his village, when he unleashed an eldritch blast for the first time, that he realized there was far more to him than he had ever believed.
Once exiled from his village, Willem had to find a way to survive in the world of humans. He worked very hard to harness his magical abilities and he applied them to becoming a truly talented con man.
This practice invariably led to Willem needing to relocate every few seasons as he would con a few too many of the folk of a given town and have to move on. Soon he found that mixing with adventurers served both to provide him with companions to travel with and a good cover when he came to a new town. In his travels with adventurers, passing as one, he learned to fight as one.
For several years now, Willem has lived this life of the traveling con man, passing as an adventuring. Yet it seems that his past and deeds are catching up to him. Often now when he reaches a new town his reputation has preceded him and he must quickly move on without even a single coin made. He has only just barely avoided arrest on several occasions. More and more he must not simply pass as an adventurer but actually make his living as one. All of this is starting to force a change in Willem, as is his mixing with often heroic companions. He has begun to regret his actions, both as a con man and back in his village. For the first time in his life Willem is beginning to look for a better way. He has by no means reformed his criminal ways, yet, but he is perhaps ready to be shown a different path. Perhaps he will finally, truly become his father's son.
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hero4hire
Explorer
Just to let the new prospects know when submitting ideas:
we have a Cleric and a Monk still in the group. We have *just* gotten to a moathouse (as in we are outside of it) the two remaining characters are also pretty "Goody Two-Shoes". So if you come out of the brush looking like Beelzebub we might attack.
So we need a Rogue-ish type, an Arcane Caster and a Meatshield to get a balanced group.
The fourth recruit probably can be almost anything, in our last assemblage was a Totemist.
we have a Cleric and a Monk still in the group. We have *just* gotten to a moathouse (as in we are outside of it) the two remaining characters are also pretty "Goody Two-Shoes". So if you come out of the brush looking like Beelzebub we might attack.
So we need a Rogue-ish type, an Arcane Caster and a Meatshield to get a balanced group.
The fourth recruit probably can be almost anything, in our last assemblage was a Totemist.
OnlytheStrong
Explorer
Ninja would fit in great! Surprise you guys by meeting you there, and still be good. Very rogue though. Trapfinding and such.
Dire Lemming
First Post
She was strange. 
So Twisted, how do you plan to incorporate these newcomers and deal with the missing player's cahracters?
So Twisted, how do you plan to incorporate these newcomers and deal with the missing player's cahracters?
OnlytheStrong
Explorer
So tell me what all is happening in the game? My ninja would appreciate knowing what's going on.
Dire Lemming
First Post
http://www.enworld.org/showthread.php?t=205371&page=1&pp=30
Hope this helps. For my character's part, he basically fumbled around spouting stuff about respect for women and then told the apparently evil barmaid that she shouldn't be evil because it was self destructive. Then they all piled into his wagon and headed for the moathouse.
Hope this helps. For my character's part, he basically fumbled around spouting stuff about respect for women and then told the apparently evil barmaid that she shouldn't be evil because it was self destructive. Then they all piled into his wagon and headed for the moathouse.
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OnlytheStrong
Explorer
Holy crap, a dragon lol
Dire Lemming
First Post
Maybe, but we're level four, we can mostly survive a dragon.
OnlytheStrong
Explorer
I'm hoping he will allow a ninja. No one ever does lol. The way I'd build him would make him a rogue basically. Made for trap hunting, disarming traps, and jumping (cuz of Kato).
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