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Post by Nightmare Zero on Feb 9, 2009 18:42:23 GMT -5
Adventures come in many shapes and sizes. Small, tall, hairy, or hairless doesn't matter to adventurers, all that matters is a desire to improve and the need to be free. Free to roam the world as you see fit, free from the "normal" bonds of society, free to carve you own place in the history books. The reason why you adventure isn't important, just that you do.
We first meet our hero's outside the small town of Sharelle, it is dusk at the moment and the party is just starting to settle down for the night when a woman in full plate is seen approaching the campsite. Her shield is strapped to her arm but her sword is sheathed on her back. Her shield bears the symbol of Heironeous and her eyes have a hint of disgust.
"I was told by the villagers that you would be camping here." Her eyes wander to the half-dragons. "I have need of powerful allies at the moment."
Please give a brief description of your character, background if desired, and post your response to the lady's request.
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sgtkill
Expierienced
"*pulls out shotgun* I like to keep this*chic-chic* For close encounters."
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Post by sgtkill on Feb 9, 2009 20:00:31 GMT -5
One of the half-dragons turns and looks at the intruder. He has the head of an average elf and two legs and two arms. He seems to have a scaley, brass colored cape and very scaley skin. U ntil the intruder speeks, he growls in a low tone. After the question was asked, he stops growling and says"What services do you require?"
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Post by Nightmare Zero on Feb 9, 2009 20:43:44 GMT -5
An elf dresses in black leans forward and looks at the lady with his red eyes. The group knows that he can change into a 10 foot tall white Siberian tiger hybrid. "Indeed, what it is you need?"
The woman is startled for a moment then continues. "A few years ago, a foul beast cursed me and forced me to kill my brethren. I am on my way to atonement but the beast I seek has hidden itself away in the Dire Swamp, a few miles from here. The creatures that reside there are too powerful for me alone. I need your help to avenge my fallen comrades and restore my dignity and power!"
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sgtkill
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"*pulls out shotgun* I like to keep this*chic-chic* For close encounters."
Posts: 658
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Post by sgtkill on Feb 9, 2009 22:19:02 GMT -5
"So, a monster who cursed you is hiding in a dire swap probably full of dire animals. There probably be hidden traps and magic in work as well. I have one thing to say."He pauses."Bring it on."
Sense Motive Check: 14+8=22
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Post by Sutton on Feb 9, 2009 22:36:47 GMT -5
A small, replitian humanoid approaches from the other side of the encampment. He begins to speak in heavily accented Common.
"While I'm sure everyone is amused at your bravado, I'd say there are more important questions to be asked here - Namely, for what reason should I trust YOU, human? You come here. You claim to have been cursed into killing your comrades - Well then, give us proof! Names, Places, Graves, Divinations, at the very least SOMETHING to corroborate your story before we go off into the swamp and kill someone on your word."
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Post by Nightmare Zero on Feb 9, 2009 22:56:00 GMT -5
Sense motive passed
"I am the last remaining member of the Knights of Valor, I was cursed into killing the others. We were a small company of Paladins with our Headquarters at the Temple of Heironeous in the city of Pangor." Knowledge Local or Religion checks needed to confirm, otherwise we need to check with the town to confirm her story. "And it is not someone I seek, it is something. It is a foul beast who strikes from the darkness and preys on your greatest fears."
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sgtkill
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"*pulls out shotgun* I like to keep this*chic-chic* For close encounters."
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Post by sgtkill on Feb 9, 2009 23:06:11 GMT -5
"I believe she is telling the truth. Unless anyone can confirm this, I think we should head into town."
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Post by shthapenz {Dan} on Feb 10, 2009 9:10:31 GMT -5
Arthur standing in the corner, brooding at all the talk. He is tall and muscular built. capturing the look of the outsider you see he has a patch over one eye..a long sharp scar across his cheek. A tattoo on his neck that covers one side. Dressed in an Indiana jones style. Long leather jacket and long hair..rough and rugged.
Always ready to go..
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Post by Miles on Feb 10, 2009 17:35:39 GMT -5
Pan, who'd been sitting against a rock playing his pipes, stops for a moment and looks at the fallen paladin. There's a mischievous glint in his eyes, and he gives the woman a crooked smile. Pan stands up and says in a voice heavy with sarcasm. "Why, of COURSE we'll help you milady, we're all so willing to risk our lives helping people we've never met kill something we've never seen in a place where we'd not otherwise go without any payment! It's not as though we value our lives or anything!" Pan rolls his eyes and lets out a hearty laugh before he starts playing is pipes again.
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sgtkill
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"*pulls out shotgun* I like to keep this*chic-chic* For close encounters."
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Post by sgtkill on Feb 10, 2009 17:50:54 GMT -5
"Calm down Pan. Although I have been wondering, what will be our reward?"
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Post by Nightmare Zero on Feb 10, 2009 18:07:22 GMT -5
The paladin glared at Pan and gritted her teeth for a moment then said, "I have only a pitance on me but the beast has stolen everything of value from my company's HQ. All I need is to kill the beast, everything of value shall be yours."
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Post by Miles on Feb 10, 2009 18:32:32 GMT -5
Pan stops playing his pipes and looks the paladin up and down, and thinks for a moment. "You've no proof what you say is true, and there's only one thing you have that I'd like at the moment." He lets out a laugh and continues playing his pipes.
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Post by Nightmare Zero on Feb 10, 2009 19:06:38 GMT -5
Zell says, "Didn't the Temple gift the Knights of Valor a golden statuette made by dwarves?" Knowledge Religion check 14 + 7 =21 Passed
"You have heard correctly. How you've come apon that knowledge is beyond me."
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Post by Miles on Feb 10, 2009 21:06:57 GMT -5
Pan stops playing and starts to pet Sparky, his beloved wolf who was lying by his side, and uses his other hand to stroke his goatee. "Dwarven goldsmithing you say, eh?" He looks up at the sky thoughtfully "Well, you've got my help then. Though feel free to toss in a... 'bonus' if you feel like it. Hee hee! Ha ha!" And with that, Pan resumes playing his pipes.
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Post by shthapenz {Dan} on Feb 11, 2009 1:03:20 GMT -5
Quietly amused by all this talk Arthur scoffs looking down at his Staff. In disbelief he raises it. Pallidan's betraying him in the past..
A beast to kill, treasure begotten..Palliden or not you cannot be trusted. I will not think twice if this is a trick. Be warned.
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