Rystil Arden
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For a Lacerta--you don't even have to ask to use INA (it is in the core rules).Gli'jar said:
For a Monk-like humanoid, they can't use it by RAW, but I have established a house rule that allows them to use it.
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For a Monk-like humanoid, they can't use it by RAW, but I have established a house rule that allows them to use it.
Nazrill[sblock]
Appearance
Strongly keeled, pointed, elongate deep red dermal plates cover his reptilian head, slowly darkening around his neck and shoulders, transitioning to black on his upper arms and torso. The color transition slowly progresses from black to indigo towards the end of his long whiplike tail and his clawed fingers and feet. A single horn covers his nose and a cluster of ornate elongated rear facing spine like plates cover each of the burning yellow eyes which seem to give the effect of a being under constant guard. His lack of weapons and armour gives the impression of an easy target until one notices his wicked claws and oversized teeth. He often snarls snarls further revealing his vicious fangs indicating his displeasure although a wry smile or a raised brow is worn when the opposite holds true. He wears little more than fetishes and skins arranged as straps to secure items. At times the very light seems to dim around his body as if the light is being snuffed out around his person.
Personality
Nazrill is an ambitious iron willed individual and once he has set his mind to a task regardless of the dangerous involved he attempts it. His appearance and initial demeanor often gives the outward appearance of being arrogant. This has become more apparent since the addition of Ptyx. To those close to him, he is a friendly and loyal companion.
Background
It was a forbidding environment, but I had prepared. The gathered elders instructed us to depart and go our separate ways that our instruction had ended and it was for us now to find our way. While the others choose the forested glades, I choose to tread where few would willing go. It took weeks to arrive, but the desert wasteland greeted me with is vast visual horizon. It was devoid of most life but I was determined to proceed and find my guardian spirit. I traveled by night, finding refuge by day. It was happenstance that I located the spot. I was climbing a rock formation when I spied the small spring hidden behind a boulder. A trickle of water flowed from it feeding small plants that grew along its edges before disappearing again within the folds of stone.
I unloaded my things and seated myself near the spring. I closed my eyes, relaxed and reached out to the world. It was on the fourth day that a lizard lazily basked in the warmth of the sun, eyes closed, it remained unconcerned, the dream flowed on.
I could see it, yet my eyes were shut. The black foldings of time and space heaved and fluttered. A black storm moved across the horizon. Slow, black waves on a black beach, whispering softly in, whispering softly out, “I am…I am not…I am… I am not…” My eyes opened. Saw nothing. Closed.
“Sleep no more lest darkness be the lot of all!” keened forth from the inky blackness. The nightmare was real, the curtains parted. Self-doubt yielded to wrath, ill-defined sorrow to a burning screaming pain. Death was more terrible where there had never been life and darkness thicker without so much as the memory of light. Cold had no frontiers where there was never warmth.
“The memory of the dream is weak, it must be rescued from the dark places in the mind, must be brought to the light, cherished and tethered like a straying child.” The child of the void imparted. It had been dreaming away the unmeasurable ages until I had awoken it. The stars were dead as if they had never lived, the wheel of time was pitted, its very cradle served as its tomb. My eyes opened. Saw nothing. Yet remained open.
The land was covered in pitch, black and as ill-defined as the nebulous void. My mouth roared like thunder and I was answered by the imprisoned soul that yearned for a mother it had never had. The air stood still to listen, the water ceased to flow, and the rock grew soft and malleable. A great pain burned in my head like a hot sword warmed by its own anger. The sword grew in my head, a blade of razor sharp grief, cutting free, piercing the very walls of my well being. Darkness shuttered my eyes yet my vision was clear. This was a new vision, not the closing of a door, but the promise of a million doors to open.
“I shall cure your dumbness here and now, “ said the child of the void, “You are my first brother and my first friend. I am no longer alone. You are the first living thing and the last. You shall never rest. Nazrill, sleep no more. ”
My eyes opened. Saw. Stayed open, tears drying away. The lizard remained and the dream flowed on. I stood and gathered my belongings. As I began to walk, the child of the void whispered to me, “Stay awake. Determine. Resolve. Bring the dream to life. Through my guidance, you will learn the long story.”
That was three years ago. Though Thalo possessed an immeasurable wisdom he as naïve as a hatchling. Traveling we came across many spirits, some aided us in our journeys, others did not. I found Vaejovid in a termite mound complex in the transition between desert and forest. Nyssa as I explored ruins of an ancient city. Lyss, Tigil and Larix I found as I wormed my way through the forest.. Kerilia I found in the eye of a storm upon a mountain top and Zaocys had been tailing me for months, always at the edge of my perception.
Ptyx and Crataegus were much different however. Ptyx came upon me like an asp to a swamp rat, its poison freezing my life blood. As its dark caresses washed over me, I could feel a cold force draining my very life. My very life was forfeit yet something stirred in me, and I stood my ground, and responded to the spirit. “You have stolen from me spirit, I demand recompense.” Again the cold caresses that issued forth out of the darkness struck me “Shaman”, the spirit replied, “I know your kind, I offer a bargain in return. Honour me as you do others and I would grant you knowledge and the powers only darkness can grant.” Realizing I faced certain death I agreed. “What is it that you ask in return for your knowledge and power spirit.” I asked. “When you favor me, you will make my sigil upon your body, using a mixture of ash and fresh drawn blood. Do this and I will grant you the power you seek.”
Crataegus took me to an inch within my life. I was hunting when I came upon them. Two boars and their young rooting in the leaf litter of the forest floor. At that moment I was gripped with a sudden urge to feast upon their innards so I fell upon them. I slashed with my claws and sank my teeth into their flesh giving into the feral nature possessing me. I was but a passenger as the hunger and ferocity of the beast in me took hold. I reddened the ground with their gore, gnashing my teeth and rending with my claws. I feasted becoming sated upon their blood and flesh. After I had done thus I gathered my kill, I was not going to suffer losing any of it to the scavengers. I sensed a presence approaching and before it broke through into the clearing I lunged at it. A huge claw came up and swatted me away. I landed hard upon the ground but was determined as I drove forward against the huge reptilian beast. I was able to broach its defenses and lash at it with my claws. It howled as my claws raked it and my teeth sank deep. Stepping aside its massive head swung down and its teeth pierced my flesh. Claws then struck me as I was tossed about. I strove on however, feeblely rising before I attempted to charge the beast again. I was struck dumb as another claw struck me, rending my flesh. I tried to rise but was unable, my will was strong but the flesh was weak, I clawed my way towards it, sinking my claws into the ground pulling myself towards it. It was at this point that I heard the voice, “Child of the beast. You have demonstrated that you possess the heritage of your ancient ancestors. You honour me. Continue to honour me and I will grant you a boon. Sate yourself upon your kill using only tooth and claw. The beast is close to the surface within you and as such it will rise within you, once per moon. Take the tusks and teeth from these beasts and craft a fetish in my honour. Bear it with you as you journey to let all those who see know you are marked by the beast as one of his own.
Eventually I made my way back to the village where I was cast out. The elders determined that I was marked and in possession of spirits that were best forgotten or destroyed. Rather than cast them aside I choose the path of an exile and left Chuliit. Thalo had wanted to seek out the wildspace explore its knowledge and it seemed that some ship was always in need of a healer. Now I find myself in Jhaar looking to get off this forsaken cesspool and back onto my journeys.[/Sblock]
Mostly done, let know how it is. Would I be able to get a permanancy cast upon myself and if so what would be the cost for magic fang. Sorry towards the end it becomes weak, I can fix that up but not tonight, wife is getting mad. Totem is crocodile so you/we have to figure out stat and skill check for it.
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[b]Nazrill
Lacerta Shaman 5
Experience Points
Alignment: Neutral
Homeworld: Chuliit[/b]
Height: 6’10”
Weight: 238lbs
Eyes: yellow
Skin: Strongly keeled, pointed, elongate deep red dermal plates cover his reptilian head, slowly darkening around his neck and shoulders, transitioning to black on his upper arms and torso. The color transition slowly progresses from black to indigo towards the end of his long whiplike tail and his clawed fingers and feet. A single horn covers his nose and a cluster of ornate elongated rear facing spine like plates cover each of the burning yellow eyes.
Age: 28[/b]
[b]Str:[/b] 17 (+3) [13 base, +2 racial, +2 enchantment]
[b]Dex:[/b] 11 (+0) [11 base, -2 racial]
[b]Con:[/b] 16 (+3) [16 base]
[b]Int:[/b] 14 (+2) [12 base, +2 racial]
[b]Wis:[/b] 22 (+6) [16 base, +4 racial, +2 enchantment]
[b]Cha:[/b] 18 (+4) [17 base, +1 level]
[b]Class and Racial Abilities[/b]
+2 Str, -2 Dex, +2 Int, +4 Wis; Monstrous Humanoid type; Darkvision 60 feet; Natural Attacks (3 attacks -- 2 claws 1d6 damage [primary], bite 2d6 damage [secondary (normal 1d8 modified due to feat)]. The secondary attack can be used in conjunction with iterative weapon attacks with the hands); +3 Natural Armour; Totem Affinity (Crocodile: 1/day for 5 minutes); +2 to ?? stat & +2 to ?? checks; Turn Spirits 7/day; Spirit Companion; Spirit Sense; Spirit Empathy +9; Spirit Pact; Channel Spirit 1/day.
[b]Armour Class: [/b] 14 (10 base, +3 natural, +0 armour, +1 deflection) [touch 11, flat-footed 14]
[b]Armour Check Penalty: [/b] 0
[b]Arcane Spell Failure: [/b] 0%
[b]Hit Dice: [/b] 5d8+15 (8,4,6,5,8)
[b]Hit Points: [/b] 46
[b]Initiative: [/b] +3
[b]Speed: [/b] 30 feet base
[b]Base Attack Bonus/Grapple: [/b] +3/+6
[b]Weapons[/b]
+6 melee [1d6+3; 20/x2; slashing; 2 claws] and +1 melee [2d6+1; 20/x2; piercing; bite]
[b]Saves:[/b]
Fortitude +7 [+4 Class base, +3 Con]
Reflex +1 [+1 Class base]
Will +12 [+4 Class base, +6 Wis, +2 feat]
[b]Skills [48 points; max ranks: 8][/b]
Balance +2 [0 ranks (cc), +0 Dex, +2 racial]
Concentration +10 [7 ranks, +3 Con]
Craft (fetish) +4 [2 ranks, +2 Int]
Diplomacy +8 [4 ranks, +4 Cha]
Handle Animal +4 [0 ranks, +4 Cha]
Heal +11, +13 (circumstance) [5 ranks, +6 Wis, +2 circumstance]
Jump +3 [0 ranks (cc), +3 Str]
Knowledge (nature) +12 [6 ranks, +2 Int, +2 Spirit Sense, +2 synergy Survival]
Knowledge (spirits) +12 [8 ranks, +2 Int, +2 Spirit Sense]
Listen +7 [1 ranks, +6 Wis]
Profession 0 []
Ride +0 [0 ranks, +0 Dex],
Sense Motive +7 (2pts) [1 rank (cc), +6 Wis]
Speak Language [ points] ()
Spellcraft +7 [5 ranks, +2 Int]
Spot +7 [1 rank, +6 Wis]
Survival +12 or +14 (aboveground) [6 ranks, +6 Wis, +2 synergy Knowledge (nature)]
Swim +4 [1 ranks, +3 Str].
[b]Feats:[/b]
1 Iron Will
3 Improved Natural Attack (Bite)
[b]Languages:[/b] Yharzu, Feldori, Eldish,
[b] Spirits (max spirit pacts: 9 + spirit companion)[/b]
Thalo (Child of the Void), Spirit Companion [domains: protection, dream]
Vaejovid, Minor Scorpion Spirit [domain: destruction; 1st level]
[I] Leave an offering of food whenever you come across vermin[/I]
Lyss, Minor Wolf Spirit [domain: animal; 1st level]
[I] Never kill an animal except for food purposes and use every part of the kill[/I]
Tigil, Minor Tree spirit [domain: plant; 1st level]
[i] Spread the seeds of plants you come across when you travel through the wildlands[/i]
Nyssa, Minor Ancestral Spirit [domain: charm; 1st level] (SRD)
[i] When you favor me seek to alter others views through skill in persuasion rather than blunt force[/i]
Larix, Lesser Crocodile Spirit [domain: scalykind; 3rd level] (SRD)
[i] Like the crocodile, make your bite a ferocious weapon[/i]
(feat- improved natural attack (bite)
Kerilia, Lesser Spirit of the Winds [domain: weather; 3rd level](SRD)
[i] When you favor me, pay homage by burning incense in the four cardinal directions, fireweed to the north, bitterroot to the west, makko power to the south and myrrh to the east.[/i]
Zaocys, Lesser Ancestral Spirit [domain: travel; 3rd level]
[i] Explore your surroundings leave no stone unturned, path unwalked, or vista unseen[/i]
Ptyx, Major Spirit of Darkness [domain: darkness; 5th level] (SRD)
[i] When you favor me, make my sigil upon your body using a mixture of ash and fresh drawn blood[/i]
(The act of drawing the ash-and-blood sigils on his body creates a powerful darkness aura that allows affinity with the spirit. However, the bloodletting and infusion comes at a price. Whenever he honours the Darkness spirit to gain his domain, he suffers a temporary loss of 2 Con as the spirit feeds in return for his power. This ability damage cannot be healed by normal means, though it fades immediately when he honours new spirits the next day. If it is somehow healed, the markings are erased, and the Darkness Spirit is no longer honoured that day.
Crataegus, Greater Dinosaur Spirit [domain: Bestial; 7th level](BOVD)
[I]Tooth and claw are to be your only weapons from this point forward, and you shall partake of your kill like the beast. With every new moon you will provide host to the beast. In giving him reign over you, you will be linked to your heritage and your power keeping you as one with the beast. [/i]
(Once a moon, the beast will descend upon you and overwhelm your faculties, thus keeping you in tune with the beast, with your heritage and your power, though like the beast, you need not eat of something that is poisonous or inedible).
[b]Favoured Spirits (max favoured spirits: 4 + spirit companion)[/b]
Thalo (Child of the Void), Spirit Companion [domains: protection, dream]
Vaejovid, Minor Vermin Spirit [domain: destruction; 1st level]
Zaocys, Lesser Ancestral Spirit [domain: travel; 3rd level]
Ptyx, Major Ogre Mage Spirit or Spirit of Darkness [domain: darkness; 5th level] (SRD)
Crataegus, Greater Dinosaur Spirit [domain: bestial; 7th level](BOVD)
[b]Spells Prepared[/b]
Spells per Day (0-10/1st- 9+1/2nd-6+1/3rd-4+1); Save DC = 15 + spell level
Spontaneuosly cast cure and summon nature’s ally spells.
0-level – detect magic x3, guidance x2, resistance x2, purify food and drink x2, read magic
{spontaneous cure minor wounds 1}
1st-level –produce flame, endure elements x2, jump, bless, doom longstrider, magic fang x2
{spontaneous cure light wounds 1d8+5 or summon nature’s ally I}
2nd-level – bears endurance, inflict moderate wounds, spiritual weapon, barkskin, resist energy, summon swarm, bulls strength
{spontaneous cure moderate wounds 2d8+5 or summon nature’s ally II}
3rd-level –searing light, bestow curse, call lightning, poison
{spontaneous cure serious wounds 3d8+5 or summon nature’s ally III}
[b]Domain Spells:[/b] 1st, Sleep; 2nd, Locate Object, 3rd, Blacklight
[b]Equipment:[/b]
Backpack [2 lb]
-- Antitoxin (4) [0 lb]
-- Bedroll [5 lb]
-- Healer’s Kit (2) (20 uses) [2 lb]
-- Sack (2) [1 lb]
-- Waterskin [4 lb]
Pouch, Belt [0.5 lb]
-- Flint & Steel [0 lb]
-- Money ()
Spell Component Pouch [2 lb]
-- also contains all foci for known spells
[b]Weight Carried:[/b] lb
[b]Carrying Capacity[/b] [17 Strength]
[b]Light: [/b] 86 lb. or less; [b]Medium: [/b] 87-173 lb.; [b]Heavy: [/b] 174-260 lb.;
[b]Lift (over head): [/b] 260 lb.; [b]Lift (off ground): [/b] 520 lb.; [b]Drag: [/b] 1300 lb.
[b]Money[/b]
14000 (in coins & gems)
-3600 periapt of wisdom (4000*.9)
-1800 Ring of protection +1(2000*.9)
-3600 Gauntlet of ogre power (4000*.9)Strongly keeled, pointed, elongate deep red dermal plates cover his reptilian head, slowly darkening around his neck and shoulders, transitioning to black on his upper arms and torso. The color transition slowly progresses from black to indigo towards the end of his long whiplike tail and his clawed fingers and feet. A single horn covers his nose and a cluster of ornate elongated rear facing spine like plates cover each of the burning yellow eyes which seem to give the effect of a being under constant guard. His lack of weapons and armour gives the impression of an easy target until one notices his wicked claws and oversized teeth. He often snarls snarls further revealing his vicious fangs indicating his displeasure although a wry smile or a raised brow is worn when the opposite holds true. He wears little more than fetishes and skins arranged as straps to secure items. At times the very light seems to dim around his body as if the light is being snuffed out around his person.
Personality
Nazrill is an ambitious iron willed individual and once he has set his mind to a task regardless of the dangerous involved he attempts it. His appearance and initial demeanor often gives the outward appearance of being arrogant. This has become more apparent since the addition of Ptyx. To those close to him, he is a friendly and loyal companion.
Background
It was a forbidding environment, but I had prepared. The gathered elders instructed us to depart and go our separate ways that our instruction had ended and it was for us now to find our way. While the others choose the forested glades, I choose to tread where few would willing go. It took weeks to arrive, but the desert wasteland greeted me with is vast visual horizon. It was devoid of most life but I was determined to proceed and find my guardian spirit. I traveled by night, finding refuge by day. It was happenstance that I located the spot. I was climbing a rock formation when I spied the small spring hidden behind a boulder. A trickle of water flowed from it feeding small plants that grew along its edges before disappearing again within the folds of stone.
I unloaded my things and seated myself near the spring. I closed my eyes, relaxed and reached out to the world. It was on the fourth day that a lizard lazily basked in the warmth of the sun, eyes closed, it remained unconcerned, the dream flowed on.
I could see it, yet my eyes were shut. The black foldings of time and space heaved and fluttered. A black storm moved across the horizon. Slow, black waves on a black beach, whispering softly in, whispering softly out, “I am…I am not…I am… I am not…” My eyes opened. Saw nothing. Closed.
“Sleep no more lest darkness be the lot of all!” keened forth from the inky blackness. The nightmare was real, the curtains parted. Self-doubt yielded to wrath, ill-defined sorrow to a burning screaming pain. Death was more terrible where there had never been life and darkness thicker without so much as the memory of light. Cold had no frontiers where there was never warmth.
“The memory of the dream is weak, it must be rescued from the dark places in the mind, must be brought to the light, cherished and tethered like a straying child.” The child of the void imparted. It had been dreaming away the unmeasurable ages until I had awoken it. The stars were dead as if they had never lived, the wheel of time was pitted, its very cradle served as its tomb. My eyes opened. Saw nothing. Yet remained open.
The land was covered in pitch, black and as ill-defined as the nebulous void. My mouth roared like thunder and I was answered by the imprisoned soul that yearned for a mother it had never had. The air stood still to listen, the water ceased to flow, and the rock grew soft and malleable. A great pain burned in my head like a hot sword warmed by its own anger. The sword grew in my head, a blade of razor sharp grief, cutting free, piercing the very walls of my well being. Darkness shuttered my eyes yet my vision was clear. This was a new vision, not the closing of a door, but the promise of a million doors to open.
“I shall cure your dumbness here and now, “ said the child of the void, “You are my first brother and my first friend. I am no longer alone. You are the first living thing and the last. You shall never rest. Nazrill, sleep no more. ”
My eyes opened. Saw. Stayed open, tears drying away. The lizard remained and the dream flowed on. I stood and gathered my belongings. As I began to walk, the child of the void whispered to me, “Stay awake. Determine. Resolve. Bring the dream to life. Through my guidance, you will learn the long story.”
That was three years ago. Though Thalo possessed an immeasurable wisdom he as naïve as a hatchling. Traveling we came across many spirits, some aided us in our journeys, others did not. I found Vaejovid in a termite mound complex in the transition between desert and forest. Nyssa as I explored ruins of an ancient city. Lyss, Tigil and Larix I found as I wormed my way through the forest.. Kerilia I found in the eye of a storm upon a mountain top and Zaocys had been tailing me for months, always at the edge of my perception.
Ptyx and Crataegus were much different however. Ptyx came upon me like an asp to a swamp rat, its poison freezing my life blood. As its dark caresses washed over me, I could feel a cold force draining my very life. My very life was forfeit yet something stirred in me, and I stood my ground, and responded to the spirit. “You have stolen from me spirit, I demand recompense.” Again the cold caresses that issued forth out of the darkness struck me “Shaman”, the spirit replied, “I know your kind, I offer a bargain in return. Honour me as you do others and I would grant you knowledge and the powers only darkness can grant.” Realizing I faced certain death I agreed. “What is it that you ask in return for your knowledge and power spirit.” I asked. “When you favor me, you will make my sigil upon your body, using a mixture of ash and fresh drawn blood. Do this and I will grant you the power you seek.”
Crataegus took me to an inch within my life. I was hunting when I came upon them. Two boars and their young rooting in the leaf litter of the forest floor. At that moment I was gripped with a sudden urge to feast upon their innards so I fell upon them. I slashed with my claws and sank my teeth into their flesh giving into the feral nature possessing me. I was but a passenger as the hunger and ferocity of the beast in me took hold. I reddened the ground with their gore, gnashing my teeth and rending with my claws. I feasted becoming sated upon their blood and flesh. After I had done thus I gathered my kill, I was not going to suffer losing any of it to the scavengers. I sensed a presence approaching and before it broke through into the clearing I lunged at it. A huge claw came up and swatted me away. I landed hard upon the ground but was determined as I drove forward against the huge reptilian beast. I was able to broach its defenses and lash at it with my claws. It howled as my claws raked it and my teeth sank deep. Stepping aside its massive head swung down and its teeth pierced my flesh. Claws then struck me as I was tossed about. I strove on however, feeblely rising before I attempted to charge the beast again. I was struck dumb as another claw struck me, rending my flesh. I tried to rise but was unable, my will was strong but the flesh was weak, I clawed my way towards it, sinking my claws into the ground pulling myself towards it. It was at this point that I heard the voice, “Child of the beast. You have demonstrated that you possess the heritage of your ancient ancestors. You honour me. Continue to honour me and I will grant you a boon. Sate yourself upon your kill using only tooth and claw. The beast is close to the surface within you and as such it will rise within you, once per moon. Take the tusks and teeth from these beasts and craft a fetish in my honour. Bear it with you as you journey to let all those who see know you are marked by the beast as one of his own.
Eventually I made my way back to the village where I was cast out. The elders determined that I was marked and in possession of spirits that were best forgotten or destroyed. Rather than cast them aside I choose the path of an exile and left Chuliit. Thalo had wanted to seek out the wildspace explore its knowledge and it seemed that some ship was always in need of a healer. Now I find myself in Jhaar looking to get off this forsaken cesspool and back onto my journeys.[/Sblock]
Mostly done, let know how it is. Would I be able to get a permanancy cast upon myself and if so what would be the cost for magic fang. Sorry towards the end it becomes weak, I can fix that up but not tonight, wife is getting mad. Totem is crocodile so you/we have to figure out stat and skill check for it.
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Rystil Arden
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All the pacts look good--there aren't really Djinni Spirits, so I'd suggest renaming, perhaps a Spirit of the Winds, for instance. Ptyx can stay Darkness instead of Ogre Mage, since there aren't really Ogre Mage spirits.Gli'jar said:
Both my wife and baby are currently sick so I will be unable to post anything other than small edits that take no time to do so for the next day or two. Sorry for the inconvience.
As of 3/5/07 both my wife and baby are now on antibiotics. I figure it will be about 2-3 days before I can work on my character again.
3/9/06 Wife and baby are doing better but a bad cough has taken hold in my chest. Northern Ca has been bad this year as far as being sick is concerned. I will be working on the characters tonight and this weekend.
As of 3/5/07 both my wife and baby are now on antibiotics. I figure it will be about 2-3 days before I can work on my character again.
3/9/06 Wife and baby are doing better but a bad cough has taken hold in my chest. Northern Ca has been bad this year as far as being sick is concerned. I will be working on the characters tonight and this weekend.
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pallandrome
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Hey, I was just posting because I was curious on the status of things. Hope you and the family feel better Gli'jar!
Rystil Arden
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I've had a lot of work coming my way as well--I'll hold off on making a final decision for a bit, which also gives people more time to work on characters!
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