Are we headed into the Maw of the Blacktooth Ridge without a Ranger ???

Down the Road if anyone is starting another 5e Adventure then please contact me to let me know!

While looking through the 5e Players Hand Book that Nomad D2 provided me for his Blacktooth Ridge 5e Adventure I ran across a Class that I would be interested in playing in a Future 5e Game!

Thank You

Hammer

Did a little bit of research over the weekend & am in the process of transitioning what I had from Eol's old Prometheus Reboot storyline that I remember into what can be written into Scyon City!

I have gotten the Post started & plan to have it finished & Posted sometime this week if all goes well according to plan!

He lives on in this life in our hearts & in his films!

You are probably Not Too Late

Send Nomad a PM but make sure it is to Nomad D2 [I knew him as Nomad from Duel2 before we came over here!]

Thank You

I read your PM but I am about to take a shower as I just finished reading the last page of Flesh & Blood Game

The Stats for Dok are fine as you last Posted in the PM

I will take a look later tonight at the options you also mentioned

Languages: Definitely Elvish & I will have to decide between Goblin or Orc

Must decide on the others as well

EDIT: That is 2 Languages in addition to Dwarven & Common right ???

I am unable to sign in to  D&D Beyond and I have some other things to do [like catch up reading Brom posts for Flesh & Blood which I am now finally on Page 42]

If signing in to Beyond is required for game play then maybe I should bow out now ???

No Problem for me that any of you know each other before arriving at Botkinburg

Dok is working his way to Botkinburg as a Hired Healer & Protector for a wagon train of Settlers & Merchants, after hearing an audible voice from his deity Helm, God of Protection say one word: "Botkinburg"

Point Number One: 

Dok has arrived in Botkinburg from beyond the mountains to the east, as a Hired Healer & Protector of a small wagon train of settlers & merchants who are looking for a new start in life!

Dok character info has been PMed to Nomad but I am going to need some help [going to take a look at that Tree thing Tann posted about]

EDIT: "No Talent Tree for Me!" exclaims Dok.

Following a High Elf is fine with Dok

I am also rethinking Charisma to make it higher than an 8. but even if Dok has a higher Charisma to exude more confidence in battle, it is Not an indication that Dok should be considered to be a Team Leader

He is still emerging from a Hermitage which will be a part of his backstory

EDIT: I changed his back story so Dok has been spending his past 2 years as a Hired Healer & Protector on Wagon Trains of Settlers & Merchants! Any such Hermitage was for 6 months prior mourning the death of the old priest who raised him & seeking the guidance of Helm the God of Protection regarding the direction for his life!

At the time, the only vision from Helm that Dok received was of a Wagon, hence his becoming a Hired Healer & Protector on Wagon Trains of Settlers & Merchants!

Dok will probably have a low Charisma buy so that would not make him a good Leader & also if I write what I am pondering Dok has been a hermit for a while, so his social skills may be lacking as a Hill Dwarf

 ... so it may be a few days before I get my Second Post written

I have a Duel2 Play By Mail game where I just came back & have strategies to fill out & Spots to write for at least 3 Slow Arenas (a 28 Day Turn Around) plus figuring out how to create my Cleric character for Blacktooth Ridge

Enjoy your journey Eol

So driving 50 or 100 miles east you would be in the ocean  

Hey Eol

What is the outlying area of Scyon City in a 50 or 100 mile radius ???

Not Sure that the Escape will be Revealed or When / If it will be!

I re-edited the First 2 Posts from the Prometheans Reboot that fizzled years ago!

Got the Important Info to Lay the Ground Work for the Story!

We will see where it goes from there!

EDIT: Thank You for the Kind Comment About My Writing!

I will be waiting on other Posts in Game before I probably write another Post in Game!

Okay Gang

Links are Fixed with Updated YouTube Links which are even better than what I remember the Original Prometheans had years ago!

Hey Eol

Not sure how to access the Links that were from my original Prometheus that I edited

Location: Unknown Holding Facility

Date: Unknown

A group of a dozen or so men and a woman crowded around the bullet-proof glass of one particular Containment Cell. They were hardly able to conceal their excitement from one another!

The object of their focus was strapped down on a ‘restraining table’ with so many wires and electrodes attached to his face and body that his features were hidden from view!

However, in spite of the heavy sedation, the incarcerated humanoid was well able to both speak and even sing, as the inquisitive onlookers listened attentively to his every word:

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Sympathy for the Devil

The Rolling Stones

Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long year
Stole many a man's soul to waste

And I was 'round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

I stuck around St. Petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain

I rode a tank
Held a general's rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
(Woo woo, woo woo)

I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
(Woo woo, woo woo)

I shouted out,
Who killed the Kennedys?
When after all
It was you and me
(Who who, who who)

Let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached Bombay
(Woo woo, who who)

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
(Who who)
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
(Who who, who who)

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
(Woo woo, who who)

Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
(Who who, who who)

So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
(Woo woo)
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, mm yeah
(Woo woo, woo woo)

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, mm yeah
(Who who)
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, mm mean it, get down
(Woo woo, woo woo)

Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
(Woo woo)

Tell me baby, what's my name
Tell me honey, can ya guess my name
Tell me baby, what's my name
I tell you one time, you're to blame

Oh, who
Woo, woo
Woo, who
Woo, woo
Woo, who, who [x2]
Oh, yeah

What's my name
Tell me, baby, what's my name
Tell me, sweetie, what's my name

Woo, who, who [x6]
Oh, yeah
Woo woo [x2]

[Songwriters: Keith Richards / Mick Jagger]

[Sympathy for the Devil lyrics © Abkco Music, Inc]

“Amazing!” exclaimed one of the men in a white lab coat, jotting down notes on a clip board, as fast as his pudgy little fingers could fly with pen in hand, across the secret document. “Simply Amazing!”

“That makes Seven manifestations of his former Code Names!” chimed in another.                   

The others nodded their heads in agreement.

Several minutes of excited comments and theories were exchanged with one another among the group, before a tell-tale warning light and alarm began to sound from the interior of the containment cell.

The onlookers witnessed once again an all-too-familiar scenario, as an electromagnetic disturbance within the sedated subject mounted to ever-alarming levels!

Just as it seemed as if the imprisoned man was about to break free of his bonds, a soft burst of gas enveloped the containment cell, resulting in the prisoner slowly slipping back into a docile state!

“That should immobilize him for an hour or two,” stated one of the onlookers, “so we may as well reconvene later after we all have had a bite to eat and updated our notes.”

The group mumbled and nodded their heads in agreement, as they began to disperse and go their separate ways.

“Miss Foster!” exclaimed an older scientific-looking gentleman with an I-pad under his arm.

The shapely 5’4” brunette in a matching white lab coat stopped, then spun around on her high heels with an inquisitive look on her eyebrows.

“Are you sure this assignment to observe Preston Smith is not an unpleasant experience? I do understand that you were once close out on the field.”

Her face flushed a bit at the remembrance.

“I assure you sir,” she responded, “that there is nowhere else I would rather be assigned.”

“Very good,” was the clinical response. “Carry on.”

The young woman smiled and nodded, before making her way through a series of labyrinths and tunnels. When she was satisfied that no one was following, she let herself into an unassuming room that was hidden from the view of the security cameras.

“How did it go today Myriem?”

Gunther ‘Gunny’ Morgan had a grim expression on his face.

“We must get him out of here as soon as possible Gunny!” was her agitated reply.

“The three of us have been in some tight spots before,” replied Gunny.

“That was before!” snapped Myriem.

Gunny stepped forward and embraced her with a reassuring hug.

“I finally found Dweeb,” he whispered in her ear. “He has agreed to help us!”

[TIME JUMP]

Location: Unknown Holding Facility

Date: Unknown

Myriem Foster quietly made her way down the corridor, making sure she was not followed, while staying in the shadows beneath the poorly aimed cameras and their line of visual perception.

Gunny had done his job well, disabling and scrambling the video feeds, allowing the shapely 5’4” brunette to enter the quarantine room without any trace of her entrance.

Preston Smith was bound and sedated, but his powers were barely contained by the restraints.

Myriem cautiously approached the prisoner, searching for any signs of recognition in his eyes as she approached him with her casual sway, purring the ‘Code Names’ in an effort to get a response.

“Orator … this is Scarlet … Winston is standing by!”

No Response.

“Preacher … this is Psalmist … Deacon is standing by!”

No Response.

“Brawler … this is Doll … Irish is standing by!

Still No Response.

“Flynn … this is Olivia … Red is standing by!

No Response.

“Thespian … this is Juliette … Hamlet is standing by!”

Still No Response.

“Earp … this is Annie … Doc is standing by!”

There seemed to be a momentary flicker of recognition, but No Response.

“Rocker … this is Groupie … Roadie is standing by!”

“Groupie?”

“Yes Rocker!”

Myriem could hardly contain her excitement, but she was a professional.

“Groupie … I Need You … To Find Dweeb!”

“Roadie is working on that Rocker!”

“I Need Dweeb!”

Myriem reassured the immobilized Preston Smith that Gunny was searching for Dweeb, before pressing her former lover for answers as to who had triggered the bomb blast at the tent revival that had killed his wife and fractured his personae into the Code Names the Agency had assigned him years ago.

“Did you see who did this to you Rocker?”

“Yes Groupie! I Saw Her Standing There!”

“Who Rocker?”

Preston Smith drew in a deep breath in thoughtful remembrance, before answering:

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It may take 2 or 3 Posts to establish what is going on with Preston & the Posts will be Prior to Present Day Game Scenario

I am Tempted to Post in the Q&A [Just to Get Things Rolling!]

Preston can 'Flip Out' into any one of his fractured personaes at any time & even in the middle of a fight Ha Ha Ha

Will there be another place to insert the Character Profile as mine is quite lengthy [using the one that I already had that is also the one you PMed me + the Super Powers] or will you be abbreviating the Profiles in the Q&A ???

Real Name: Preston Smith

Identity: Unknown

Occupation: Former Black Ops Operative [came back off 'retirement' grid due to assassination attempt]

Known Relatives: Unknown

Base of Operations: Unknown Secret Base

Age: 35

Height: 6'4"

Weight: 230

Hair: Black

Eyes: green (r), blue (l)

Background: Preston Smith was born and raised in Mercy, Michigan and had a love for the outdoors in this fictitious upper lower peninsula town. He enjoyed hunting, fishing and playing sports.

He was an avid reader of comic books and some science fiction. He also was active in the high school Drama Club and a local Theater Group and became quite an accomplished Thespian.

His best friend, ironically, was Delbert 'Dweeb' Watkins. A sickly, emaciated type who could not participate in sports, but served as the equipment manager and became the focal point of torment from the other high school jocks.

Preston stood up for him and they became fast friends, especially for their shared interest in comic books and Drama. Dweeb was also gifted in Computer Sciences and able to hack and develop software, hardware and even servers etc.

Raised by his grandfather, because his parents were secret agents in some unknown government black op and rarely home, Preston was well to do because his grandparents on both sides of the family had set up trust funds that provided payments for his education beginning at age 17.

At the age of 18 he enrolled at Bayview University (another fictitious Michigan place) to pursue a Journalism and Coaching Career. However, he soon gravitated to immersing himself in Drama and emerged as a budding stage actor, winning several Thespian Honors.

This, along with his Journalism Career, plus his desire for coaching found him gravitating to the college Fencing Squad (he walked away from the other sports because even in college Dweeb was picked on, so Dweeb and Preston settled into the Fencing Squad as equipment manager and Fencing Athlete respectively) and Preston became quite accomplished with fencing skills. So much so, that he traveled with both the college Drama and Fencing clubs.

He won several million dollars in a state lottery at the age of 19 and although immersed in the Drama and Fencing Squads, Preston was soon hounded by his so called friends due to winning the lottery.

His girlfriend/fiancee accused him of being 'cheap' when he proposed to her and offered her a 10 thousand dollar engagement ring. The only person who did not seem to want to be his friend because of the money was his friend Dweeb.

Therefore, he decided to let Dweeb secretly invest 30 million dollars of his winnings, while he went on a partying spree, during his last tour of Europe with the Drama and Fencing Squads.

After he was spurned by his girlfriend, Preston dropped out of school and back packed around Europe and also went to Asia for a period of two and a half years to 'find himself' and also to fence with various sword masters he had the honor of meeting in his travels.

He also was introduced to a variety of hand guns and in his travels would have the good fortune to be invited to shoot various weapons (hand guns and rifles) with his numerous hosts during his travels.

He was even exposed to the use of demolition weapons, but was not a complete expert in this area.

Upon returning to Michigan, he was greeted by the news from his grandfather of his parents tragic death in a mysterious automobile accident somewhere in London. Dweeb was also failing in health, but continued to secretly invest the lottery winnings, although he was now confined to getting around with the aid of crutches and sometimes a wheel chair.

Preston decided to go to London to find out what happened to his parents. It was at this time that he took up drumming for a local rock n roll garage band. He also got involved with a local Theater Group, where he met Myriem Foster.

The band began to get gigs and developed a following. One of the roadies for the band was named Gunther 'Gunny' Morgan.

Within six months Preston discovered that both Myriem and Gunny were in the employ of the same government black ops that his parents had been serving as secret agents. Myriem and Gunny inform him that his parents were executed by some rogue operative mole that they were trying to find.

He found this out after the government black ops representative approached him to carry on the work that his parents had been involved with for years. Through this training, he becomes adept at codes and other talents required for the job.

Myriem was an accomplished master of disguise, hand to hand combat fighter, plus knowledgeable in scientific work that gave her access to the secret laboratories within the black ops operation. Preston and Myriem became passionate lovers.

Gunny was also an accomplished fighter, especially with a variety of weapons and also an expert in explosives and other talents necessary for the job.

Preston was found to be useful as the drummer of the rock n roll band and also the Theater Troop as they would travel around the United Kingdom and parts of Europe. This gave him inroads for a cover for espionage and assassinations over the next few years.

He could party and infiltrate groups who wanted to be close associates with the band members or actors and actresses. Preston used his skills well to get information and terminate targets when called upon to do so.

He also was employed as a Journalist to cover the Rock Scene and also a variety of Sporting and sometimes Political Events. His abilities to work with both Myriem and Gunny with disguises etc brought them in contact with various unsavory characters, terrorists etc.

They were called back to the States when Home Land Security needed secret operatives to help monitor terrorists activities within the borders of the United States.

Preston and Gunny made the rounds of the various Illegal Cage Fighting circuits in several big cities from the East Coast to the West Coast and down in New Orleans.

Preston was then ordered to investigate a variety of religious organizations within the borders of the United States and possible terrorist ties to their works overseas.

He worked his way into one particular organization and fell in love with a lovely young woman whose devotion to The Bible and Jesus made him examine his wicked ways.

Preston fell off the grid when he gave his heart to Jesus and went on a 2 year mission trip to the Philippines with his young love, who he had married.

They returned to the States and traveled together holding tent revivals all across the United States. In one such meeting, the emaciated Dweeb came forward for prayer and got healed. This gave Preston the opportunity to have a secret meeting with his old friend, who informed him that he had kept track of him with his computer skills, and that his life was in danger from some unknown source.

Within a few weeks, when Preston was preaching at the tent revival, he spotted both Myriem and Gunny in the crowd. Myriem was pointing to someone when a bomb blast exploded beneath the stage, injuring Preston and killing his wife.

When Preston awakens, he is in custody within an underground secret facility. He recovers from his wounds, but his mental state is all fractured.

Most of his conversations include passages of scripture, lyrics from Rolling Stones songs or quotes from Shakespeare plays.

Thus, his own self reference to the lyrics from the Rolling Stones song Street Fighting Man:

“My Name is Called Disturbance!”

Myriem is in the facility and discovers that the seemingly random references to scripture, Stones lyrics and Shakespeare quotes are some type of code that Preston uses to reach out to those he can trust.

She helps him escape and teams up with Gunny and they somehow get connected with Dweeb, now fully healed, but who likes to use a wheel chair with a variety of weapon and computer armaments.

They have set up a secret headquarters together, now determined to find out who ordered the hit on Preston that killed his wife, while investigating the corruption of the black ops organization they were employed by, seeking to find the identity of the rogue operative who murdered Preston's parents.

Powers: Enhanced Strength, Enhanced Constitution, Super-strength, Immunity (ballistic, electrical), Impervious Toughness, Leaping, Electro-Magnetic Pulse (uncontrolled).

How Powers Acquired: Unknown

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  • Leaping (Jumping distance x1000)
  
  
  
  
  
  

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  • Impervious ToughnessEnhanced Constitution
    
    
    
    
    
    
    
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• Electro-Magnetic Pulse(uncontrolled) (range 40ft, instant)

Disturbance Code Names 

Rocker is his Code Name for when he was under cover as a Rock N Roll Singer and especially singing Rolling Stones songs. If he is referred to as Rocker, even by Dweeb or Myriem or Gunny or anyone from his past, his reply is: ‘My Name Is Called Disturbance!”

Thespian is his Code Name for when he was under cover in a theatre troupe. His specialty was Shakespeare and often quotes Shakespeare or sometimes other theatrical or movie lines, but mainly Shakespeare.

Preacher is his Code Name for when he was under cover as a Preacher during his stint under cover with Homeland Security. He often quotes Scriptures or begins Preaching when this personae takes over.

Flynn is his Code Name for when he was under cover as a Fencer. Flamboyant like Errol Flynn and often quotes fencing or sword play terms or sentences. If he does not have an actual sword in his hands, like when incarcerated as a Detainee, his actions will be as a person actually swinging a sword in a sword fight or sword fight training. Look out if he gets his hands on a broom handle or a pipe or an actual sword, because he can be deadly with such a weapon!

Earp is his Code Name for when he was under cover in a Wild West Show, an extension of the Theatrical Troupe, as well as when he was gaining a reputation in the Secret Agency as a Hand Gun Expert from his time spent learning to be a gun-shooting marksman expert while traveling in Europe. As with the Sword Fighting, he will act out gunfights with imaginary guns, but woe to the person who allows him to disarm a guard of their firearms, because death will surely follow!

Further Note He may also have had a Code Name as Brawler for his prowess as an Under Ground Cage Fighter, when he was under cover in seedier parts of the cities where he was sent to spy or eliminate a Target for the Secret Agency, which would also make his a dangerous foe in close quarters!

Orator is another Code Name connected with his Theatre Troupe Under Cover Days! This is where he makes speeches or recites poems like ‘Charge of the Light Brigade’ that would be spoken in Theatre settings! Things like the Gettysburg Address etc.