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Topic: Vigilante Q/A
Subject: Hooded Hotty and what comes next
As I noted in my post, I think the DM's post assumes we got to the hideout, which makes sense. It moves things along and anyone who bothered to show up in the tavern would go - they still don't know anything but they were all interested. Thus I don't think it is critical that we go into incredible detail on each step - decide to go, identify groups for moving there, explain routes taken, whatever. I am all for continuing the banter as I also really like the RP aspect of things - and it gives everyone a chance to get to know the real Heironymus. So talk, make plans and move out. But we can probably move the game along as well as soon as everyone posts even if we don't all end with every detail covered.
Posted on 2015-09-18 at 20:38:50.
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Topic: Vigilante
Subject: The hideout
(Assuming from the conclusion of the Dm's post that he is assuming we left the inn and went to the hideout right away - thus the description of the location. My post reflects that assumption. If I'm wrong I will change it.)
Heironymus watched the strangely made-up woman leave. He didn't like disguises like that. People who hid their identity made him feel like they had something to hide. Plus it had always kinda given him the creeps. What did it say that he now was getting directions from someone that clearly had a need to conceal her identity? That he would need to conceal his own identity and actions? He had never before needed to do such a thing. It made him uncomfortable. But, he reasoned, this was what being a vigilante required. It wasn't that what he was doing was wrong. He was stopping those who were in the wrong. He wished he could do this task in the full light of the day. But, in the end, that was the heart of the problem. He had been trying to work in the fullness of the light, and where had it gotten him and those he worked with and for? Nowhere but in the slums and, for many, in a grave. The time for disguises had come.
With these thoughts fresh in his head he turned his glance away from the door their host had just exited and looked towards his new companions. "Well, it seems we need to move to find out more. I see no reason to delay - we all want more information and this seems to be the path. If I came here, I will certainly go there. As for her other comment, that seems wise. My cloak will probably be enough for now. I have some ideas for the future, but until I know more I don't think I can make plans. Shall we get going? Perhaps in groups of 2 or 3?"
Posted on 2015-09-18 at 20:30:50.
Edited on 2015-09-18 at 20:33:19 by Nomad D2
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Topic: Vigilante
Subject: A breathless greeting
Heironymus smiled at Pyrus' introduction. The little one had a clever sense of humor and seemed like a great one to have around to make everyone feel at ease. After she offered the man her drink the cleric offered his own greeting.
"Welcome Arshavir. You get the prize for the most energetic arrival, but I suspect we all share your level of curiosity."
Posted on 2015-09-17 at 19:44:10.
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Topic: RDI Shirts
Subject: RDI Shirts
No idea where this thread makes sense, other than not putting in the game threads.
Anybody ever buy one of the shirts on this site? Some are humorous and I can see a perfect Christmas gift for someone in them. Any experiences?
Posted on 2015-09-17 at 19:25:55.
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Topic: Tann’s NFL U Pick em Game 2016-17
Subject: Trying to better this time
Week 2 Choices:
Thursday, Sept. 17
Broncos at Chiefs, Broncos
Sunday, Sept. 20
Patriots at Bills, Bills, cause I want it to happen
Texans at Panthers, Texans
Cardinals at Bears, cardinals
Chargers at Bengals, Chargers
Titans at Browns, Titans
Lions at Vikings, Vikings
Buccaneers at Saints, Saints
Falcons at Giants, Falcons
49ers at Steelers, Steelers
Rams at Redskins, Rams
Dolphins at Jaguars, Dolphins
Ravens at Raiders, Ravens
Cowboys at Eagles, Eagles
Seahawks at Packers, Packers
Monday, Sept. 21
Jets at Colts, Colts
Posted on 2015-09-17 at 19:08:09.
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Topic: Vigilante
Subject: A drink with future friends?
Heironymus took his seat at the table and sized up his companions. It was an interesting lot. They probably thought the same of him.
He ordered and listened to the banter. Dak's response that he "found people" seemed a bit odd. But somehow it wasn't surprising. He ordered a mulled wine for himself and offered his own bit to the conversation.
"I suspect there are many in this town that need finding. I have spent some time out of the city in the past, but now I simply seek to bring a bit of respect to those so down trodden they might as well be lost. There are plenty such in this town. It is a losing battle."
He paused briefly for a drink. "Which is why Brown's letter intrigues me. I would like to feel that I could actually do something. But, no, I have no idea who he is."
Posted on 2015-09-15 at 18:29:28.
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Topic: Vigilante
Subject: A note, a possibility, a change of course
After spending much of the day downstairs in the kitchen, Heironymus Enjolras Myriel made his way up the stairs towards his room. He was tired, both physically and spiritually. Somehow this day, so like so many others recently, had seemed harder than those before. He'd worked in the shelter's kitchen and cooked and served food for the helpless and homeless. He'd listened to stories of tough luck and offered encouragement.
But all to often it wasn't just tough luck, it was something far worse. People were being ground down by other people - by those who simply didn't care about the lives of those around them. Petty criminals, gangs, crime bosses and even government officials gone bad. These were ugly times and Heironymus was struggling to figure out what to do about it. His vision of himself was as a person who helped those who needed a little help getting on their feet. It wasn't a grand role, but it was his and it gave meaning to his life. But recently he'd felt more like Sisyphus pushing his stone uphill than anything else. Did the city need more than a little assistance? Did it need a clean sweep? Did it need revolution? Who even needed to get swept out first? The crime bosses? Or the city elders who would do nothing to stop another set of crime bosses from stepping in?
With such thoughts coursing through his mind the young cleric tread heavily up the stairs and opened his door. And there he stopped. His room was sparse. He had very few possessions and his room had a bit of the look of a monks cell. It wasn't quite that sparse as the gear from his adventuring days was stored in a trunk, but there was little else. Which made the note's presence glaring. He was tempted to sigh as thoughts of local crimes sped through his mind. But this was different. Thieves didn't leave notes.
His curiosity peaked, Heironymus moved to the bed, claimed the envelope, opened it, and read.
"Lord Brown?" Did he know that name? He didn't think so. Vigilantes? It was an interesting proposition. In a just world the authorities would do this job. In a proper world vigilantes were not only not needed, but they were undesirable. But his home city was anything but a just world at this moment. Had he not just been thinking that it needed a cleansing? Perhaps this could be a start. Or perhaps it would provide him with the connections and information for something bigger and more useful. Or maybe it would simply allow him to claim 20gp a week for his efforts - taking money from the thieves to help those they stole from. That earned a little smile.
The cleric moved quickly as the fatigue of just a few steps earlier fell off of him. He would give this group a shot. He would see what Lord Brown had to offer. And so he unlocked his trunk and put on the armor that had sat unused since he had returned to the city. If he was going to such a meeting, he would go prepared. The armor was covered by his cloak, but would be noticeable to those who knew what to look for. But this was probably what Mr. Brown was attempting to hire. He would see.
And so prepared he quickly moved portside. The Luck of Shinara was not a tavern he frequented, nor one his father would have gone near in the old days. But he knew where it was and quickly arrived at his destination. Wondering what fate had in store, he entered the loud establishment.
The note had been vague on time and any specifics about the meeting, but the table of vigilantes seemed obvious at a glance. A small group sat at the table. A half-elf fighter of some sort, a human mage and a fox-kin. And a dog, don't forget the dog, he told himself. You never knew. None of them seemed to be what he expected of a "Lord Brown," although he vaguely hoped it was the foxkin. That would certainly make things interesting.
Heironymus moved towards the table and greeted those already seated. "Lord Brown's City Sweepers, I presume?" Getting enough of a reaction to know that he had, indeed, guessed correctly, he added, "I am Heironymus Enjolras Myriel. May I sit and join you?"
Posted on 2015-09-14 at 20:03:16.
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Topic: Vigilante Q/A
Subject: Post coming
I'll get you the last couple of details on the cleric soon. Not much left, I don't think. For now I will also get a post up to keep things moving.
Posted on 2015-09-14 at 19:12:04.
Edited on 2015-09-14 at 19:26:49 by Nomad D2
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Topic: CWWLLO QnA
Subject: An option
I modified Jarenion's last post to include the option for dispel magic. Don't know if it will work, but if healing doesn't maybe this is more of a normal sort of attack? Can't hurt to try.
We waiting on anyone else to post at this point?
Posted on 2015-09-14 at 19:09:25.
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Topic: Urban D&D Game
Subject: Goddless cleric. Sort of
The PH actually allows a cleric that isn't dedicated to a god but to a cause. I thought I would do that.
Deity: Not dedicated to a specific deity - dedicated to helping those in need, especially those being oppressed by the more powerful and the evil. Pelor is favored, but not specifically targeted as a god.
Still looking to see if Pelor even gets a mention. Probably won't mention any god.
Also, is it possible to get a brief description of the town we will be in? I'm thinking that Heironymus (the cleric's name) will be from that town and have been working to help the poor - and realizing that more is needed. But elements of his story and character development would depend on the city - the climate and general environment (is there a river, harbor, mountains, whatever?) might affect how he has and will go about attempting to save the downtrodden.
Posted on 2015-09-12 at 23:27:36.
Edited on 2015-09-12 at 23:35:58 by Nomad D2
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Topic: Urban D&D Game
Subject: An urban Nomad
Ok, I'm beginning to put together a character - I was thinking of a cleric or rogue, since we already have one spellcaster and two fighter-types. Clerics are not usually my thing, but I'm pretty sure I can make one fit here. So a cleric it is.
What sort of mythos am I looking at for a deity?
Also, I have the basic 3.5 books (PH, MM and DMG) but nothing else. If there is a book with interesting stuff for clerics - subclasses, spells or whatever, that I should look at, please let me know so I can look it up. Right now things will probably be fairly basic.
Posted on 2015-09-12 at 19:22:10.
Edited on 2015-09-12 at 19:25:30 by Nomad D2
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Topic: Urban D&D Game
Subject: interested
I am interested - never done an urban game. However, I know it would take me a few days to get a character up and running. I think I have seen three committed so far.
Posted on 2015-09-10 at 20:18:38.
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Topic: Tann’s NFL U Pick em Game 2016-17
Subject: A Vikings fan needs a reason
What the heck, my normal group fizzled this year. Should I say always the Vikings and never the Pack? That might be a good way to lose. The pack might win 2-3.
Sept. 13
Indianapolis Colts at Buffalo Bills - Buffalo wins
Green Bay Packers at Chicago Bears - Packers win Sigh...
Kansas City Chiefs at Houston Texans - Kansas City
Carolina Panthers at Jacksonville Jaguars - Carolina
Cleveland Browns at New York Jets -- Cleveland. Did I just pick Cleveland???
Seattle Seahawks at St. Louis Rams - Seattle
Miami Dolphins at Washington Redskins - Washington
New Orleans Saints at Arizona Cardinals - Arizona
Detroit Lions at San Diego Chargers - San Diego
Baltimore Ravens at Denver Broncos - Denver
Cincinnati Bengals at Oakland Raiders - Cincinnati
Tennessee Titans at Tampa Bay Buccaneers - Tampa
New York Giants at Dallas Cowboys - NYG
Sept. 14
Philadelphia Eagles at Atlanta Falcons - Philly
Minnesota Vikings at San Francisco 49ers - Vikings!!!
Posted on 2015-09-10 at 19:31:33.
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Topic: Weird War II
Subject: How to silence a zombie
Corban moved up the steps behind everyone and took his place at the top. He held a position behind the pillars and kept his eyes and his scope trained on the ground outside. The captain had put him as the rear guard and he had no intention of allowing anything living or dead to come at them from that direction. At least not without warning.
But he listened carefully as he heard the others almost silently describe what they saw. Did they need to go in after the zombies? The others seemed fairly certain that was what they were. Surely the zombies weren't in league with the Nazis. The evidence of gunfire and dead Germans seemed proof of that.
He tried to remember the shamblers in the desert. Had they made any noise? He didn't think so. Did that mean they could be dealt with silently? What would happen if one of the team showed themselves, would the zombies follow them out where they could be bludgeoned quietly? Or would they sound an alarm. Somehow he didn't think so. Would anyone be in there to see them go if they did charge out? Were they temple guards that would not leave their post? Would this be true of newly minted zombies? Corban was willing to bet some of them would be wearing a swastika. If they did go in, would they still be silent and bludgeonable? (If bludgeonable isn't a word he thought, it ought to be!)
As he pondered the behavior of zombies and the intricacies of the English language, Corban held his post and watched the ground outside. He had musings, but no plan. Which was ok, as he wasn't the plan maker on the team. He quietly held his post and waited for his commanding officer to whisper.
Posted on 2015-09-09 at 18:04:52.
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Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Again
Subject: A magic not meant for a mage...or maybe not
Jarenion moved quickly into the side passage as the healers attempted to save those burning in the blackflames. He cast his mind over his own spellbook wondering if perhaps a mage could do what the healers could not. This was likely not his fight.
Still, he needed to do whatever he could. If this fire was not a disease and could not be healed, then perhaps a mage was what was needed. So he readied a simple "dispel magic" spell. He'd let the healers do their thing first as it seemed the best chance at success. But if they failed or had no options, he would try dispel magic. It just might work. And perhaps he had another bullet in his arsenal as well. Maybe. Maybe.
They needed something to work.
Posted on 2015-09-09 at 17:49:07.
Edited on 2015-09-14 at 19:07:51 by Nomad D2
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Topic: CWWLLO QnA
Subject: Ugly
I do remember that being said, but it would get ugly quickly. And based on a story in which this group is going to such an extreme to save one friend, I can hardly see us killing off other friends. So we would have to try and save them. Which, if your trying to get rid of them, wouldn't work. I hope there can be another plan.
Posted on 2015-09-07 at 20:28:12.
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Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Again
Subject: While waiting for healing
Jarenion watched his wall of stone slam into place blocking off the back two wights. Thankfully the other party members were able to finish off those on this side of the wall. They didn't have long - maybe 15 minutes, before the wall disappeared. He wanted to start planning how to deal with the wights when the wall came down, but held his tongue so the healers in the group could try and save the others. As they did their best, he kept his eye on the one passage still open to them and thought about his best plan for quickly killing the wights.
Posted on 2015-09-07 at 20:25:08.
Edited on 2015-09-07 at 20:25:53 by Nomad D2
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Topic: Final Fantasy: Crimson Falcons
Subject: Answers beget more questions . . . just kidding
Gelion Gavroche Greyflood listened quietly while Echario answered his question. As he did so he had to, once again, contain an inward smile. Seriously? The second answer was theatrical, but this third speech about war-dogs was not? Perhaps Gelion needed some training in theater and speaking.
But the colorful language was not the reason he smiled outwardly. As Echario finished his speech Gelion spoke with confidence, "A company that lives by the words you have spoken is a company I can be proud to be a member of. I will happily wear the armband of a Falcon. If the others agree, I guess Yohn is correct. We need a mission."
Posted on 2015-09-07 at 18:54:44.
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Topic: CWWLLO QnA
Subject: Posting
I had been waiting to post until we figured out a plan. I will get one up later today - Monday. I doubt Jarenion will do much - we are sort of waiting on the healing magic.
As a note - if the healing works Jarenion would very much like to destroy the last two winter wights. We get everyone ready with all of their best anti-undead magic and then drop the stone wall. This time we are prepared and we know when the wall is coming down. They don't. Hopefully we can blast them before they have a chance to do anything. I don't like the idea of leaving these things behind us. We don't know that they are tied to this hallway - they could very well follow after us just 10 minutes behind.
Posted on 2015-09-07 at 09:35:51.
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Topic: Final Fantasy: Crimson Falcons
Subject: Answers that please, and yet more questions
Gelion Greyflood listened to the man give his speech. He was pleased. He hadn't thought Echario could be a fool and be where he was, yet his introduction had seemed rather like wishful thinking. The second speech put many of his concerns to rest. The question of pay had been rather glossed over as "dependent on your mission" was hardly specific. Yet, it seemed enough for now. And since they could essentially quit at any time, an issue which had been of some significant concern to the archer, it was even less of a factor.
The goals greatly pleased Gelion. Personal freedom, comradeship, and not being tied to any one nation. These were ideas he could get behind. But it did leave him with one more question.
"Sir. I like what I hear and I appreciate your willingness to answer the questions of a group of raw recruits. I do have one more question. In the first part of your speech you mentioned "helping our fellow man." Yet, in the rest the only mention is of personal freedom - a factor which clearly bears on the very purpose for this company. Is helping our fellow man one of the goals of this company? It was not stated as such in response to Simon's question. Does personal freedom entail the ability to harm the innocent, or are there standards of behavior? If so, what are they? From your speech I suspect I will be proud to wear the armband of the Falcons, but what does it mean to "represent our flock well?""
Gelion was not a goody twoshoes. He understood that sometimes the world was not black and white - he had encountered more than one grey scenario in his life. Heck, he'd been flooded by them. But still, there was violence that might be necessary in carrying out a critical goal, and then there was violence for violence's sake. And there were goals, and then there were goals. He didn't have to take a specific mission, but his name would still be tied to all of the other missions those wearing the armband undertook. "All for one and one for all" meant they were all in it together. He wanted to know the sort he would be "in it" with.
Posted on 2015-09-07 at 09:31:15.
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Topic: CWWLLO QnA
Subject: Keep it!
I'd like to see it survive if possible.
Posted on 2015-09-06 at 18:26:45.
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Topic: CWWLLO QnA
Subject: what's up?
Have we heard from some of these players? Just checking where things are at. That wall of stone will only last so long.
Posted on 2015-09-04 at 21:16:33.
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Topic: Final Fantasy: Crimson Falcons
Subject: Life is one giant game of politics
Gelion Greyflood looked up as the Elvaan woman reappeared. She brought with her a Rondo that was tall and looked, as her kind tended to, powerful and graceful at the same time. Somehow in the face of races like the Rondo or Vargs, Gelion always felt that Humes came off as awkward apes who had fallen out of their trees. It wasn't really true, of course, Hume's could hold their own with the other races, but no matter how coordinated they might be they just didn't convey the same sense of grace. Ah well, he thought as he watched the graceful lady glide into the room, let them underestimate me. Perhaps that is my advantage, nobody thinks a hairless ape can be graceful.
After the Rondo had introduced herself, Gelion returned her smile. "Greetings Silvira Rundir Rondo," he said with a nod to the room's newest entrant. "My name is Gelion Greyflood. Welcome to our little group. You haven't missed much; at this point we have simply had a snack while awaiting the arrival of "the man." Simon here," he said, indicating the other man with a nod, "and I were just discussing our lack of knowledge of him. "
When Echario le'Rouge entered the room, he seemed to match the descriptions Gelion had heard. Echario's description of the Falcons and his attempts to evade the "great political game" made the young archer smile. Evade the game? The man must realize that such was impossible. Even a place such as Stone Bridge, which prided itself on its sense of freedom, played the game. The rules and the players might be less fixed, but there were still those with power, those with money, those with influence and those without. There would be games to be played on any stage, and a man like Echario and a group like the Falcons would be forced to play them, whether they wished it or not. Did he honestly believe that a great free company could exist outside of the political machinations of the 4 nations? No, you were still a piece on their board. As usual when such thoughts sped their way through the inner confines of the Archers head, he stopped them before they worked their way out of his mouth. It was likely that now was not the time to be offering the great man a primer on politics.
Still, when Echario opened the floor for questions Gelion could not resist. He did not think of himself as a leader and doubted he would end up the spokesman for the group, but if there were questions to ask he wasn't going to sit back, be silent and watch the opportunity disappear. He figured he might as well be the first to open his mouth again. "Thank you for allowing me to join the Falcons. Being a pawn in someone else's political game is not something I have enjoyed, and I appreciate what this company seems to offer. But, in truth, we seem to know only rumor - what sort of "business" will we be embarking on? With whom can you sign a contract and yet avoid getting dragged into their game?" Even as he said these last lines Gelion groaned a bit inwardly. So much for stopping it before it came out of his mouth. Still, while it might not have been the best way to phrase the question, it was something that needed asking. What jobs would he be asked to do? With whom would his name be associated? At this he paused, knowing further questions were useless until the group had a clue what they were getting themselves into.
Posted on 2015-08-31 at 22:52:06.
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Topic: Final Fantasy: Crimson Falcons
Subject: A secretive lot
Gelion looked around at the group of new recruits. It seemed to be an odd lot.
Two Hume's that seemed to prefer silence and secrets along with a Puff. Seriously? He didn't know what seemed stranger to him, the silent Hume's or the Al Bhed that seemed like he should be the owner of a tavern, not a seeker of adventure. But on first impression at least, it was the giant Puff that struck Gelion as the friendliest of the bunch. Not that he had much competition.
Were these to be his companions in the new unit? Or would the new recruits be dispersed among more experienced groups? He didn't know, but if he was to work with these 3 he hoped at some point they would open up a bit more. It wasn't that they couldn't have secrets, he supposed he had a few of his own when it came down to it, but the whole "man of mystery" charade would get old very quickly. But it was best not to judge on so little information.
As he waited for the silent one to respond to Puff's enquiry about a name he added, "if you wish your past to remain shrouded in darkness that is your call, but it may well be that our futures are intertwined. Any light you could shed on our leader or this company might be of help. I have been in other companies, but know little of this one."
Posted on 2015-08-29 at 22:00:49.
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Topic: Return of the mighty Kamina
Subject: Welcome back
Have a seat, a pint and a game or three.
Posted on 2015-08-24 at 17:21:51.
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