The God-Touched (recruiting until 7/13; 2-3 players)

[Argent Silvermage]

> ...hiding in the woods around Tormegand...

Tormegand is a city in the middle of a plain full of very tall grass. There are no trees (though, this is knee jerk reaction, it can certainly be accomodated, but there wouldn't be a lot of them, a large copse at most).

While the idea about the Raven whispering is cool, I really hate to see players 'fudge' with other players in or out of character. Hence, I would nix that idea unless I could come up with a plot device based on it.

Kyloss: Yeah, that should be even. I like what I see.

OK so she would hide in the tall grasses and possibly some swampy areas.
As for the raven... It whispers in thier ears and sometimes fortells the future? (ei... very cryptic. DM fiat.)

 

[Einan]

OK so she would hide in the tall grasses and possibly some swampy areas.
As for the raven... It whispers in thier ears and sometimes fortells the future? (ei... very cryptic. DM fiat.)

Or you could always have it whisper YOUR secrets to the other players? All your sins and bad thoughts. Sort of a nasty flying conscience?

EInan

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Or you could always have it whisper YOUR secrets to the other players? All your sins and bad thoughts. Sort of a nasty flying conscience?

EInan

Now... You see... I was going to say how much I love your character concept, especially the little girl with the flowers and your father's eyes reference But not anymore.

 

[Einan]

It's only funny until someone loses an eye. Then it's fun and games you can't see.

 

[kyloss]

As long as you only lose one eye you can still see all the fun and games just not so much with the depth preception.

 

[Einan]

Is this game still alive and prospecting?

Einan

 

[Ranger Rick]

If it is I am interested.

 

[Ferrix]

Me too... Err... interested that is.

Character Concept:

History is always clouded for the god-touched, yet Savas was a child born into a common farmers household with no foretelling of the rage within him. For some reason his growth was stilted, and he remained small and could do little to help his father with the work in the fields, while his mother and older sister wove simple garments to sell at market.

Their small farm being on the edge of the town, was vulnerable and unprotected and it was a small raid of orcs which fell upon them, stealing their livestock. They hid under the tables, the doors shook upon their hinges as they pounded upon for entrance, as the boards creaked and strained, his sister forced him into the small dark cellar. Shutting the trapdoor, the door burst apart and the orcs stormed in. From beneath the floorboards, Savas watched in horror as they caved in his fathers skull with a mace, his body falling limp upon the floor. The real horror then began, his mother and sister raped and tortured directly above him. The blood of his kin ran down onto him. He began to shake and the floors trembled in response, his rage poured out and the world shook in fear. The orcs, interrupted in their business could hear the growl of what must have been an animal beneath them. An axe split the floor and they tore up the trapdoor to reveal Savas covered in the blood of his kin, eyes an empty white shaking in rage.

Savas remembers nothing after the floorboards began to tremble as his sobs became growls, but the entire farmhouse was razed that night and no orcs were found. When Savas emerged from the embers, covered in the blood of his family, tears streaking his sooty-cheeks, he stood nearly a foot taller, bulging with a strength that no other youth could match.

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OOC Info: Human Barbarian/Fighter
Deific Connection: Spirit of Rage
Divine Aspect: When angry & raging, objects tremble or shake around him
Plot Hooks:
1) Why was his birth not surrounded by the mystery of other god-touched, or was it?
2) The spirit-talkers are frightened that he is touched by the spirit of rage and that he is not fully in control
3) The spirit of rage speaks to him, attempts to whip him into a frenzy whenever it can.
4) His slaughtered families blood soaked into his skin empowering him, and is a voice which can retrieve him from the all-consuming rage and balance against the voice of rage.

 

[kyloss]

still interested here as well

 

[kyloss]

ECHO!...ECHO...Echo...echo...o..