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Topic: WitchCraft: The Strength of a Warrior
Subject: Confirmed!
‘Hmm’ thought guy, ‘She doesn’t seem to believe me, at least with the plain meaning of her answer. Does she really think that I’m talking about her masks? No! She can’t possibly deny fates call and yet accept my vision; even offering an interpretation! This kind of response that did not deny my claims or dismiss me personally is in and of itself a mask. There is something that she is hiding from me. Since she doesn’t know me beyond this moment, it is safe to assume that object being obscured lies within the short frame of our relationship. I must be right in my assessment of her; she is connected to the fox in my vision somehow. The way that she spoke about her masks, casually, only served to heighten the strangeness of the subject now at hand.’
Guy glances up at her to see what looked like a faint panic on her face which was suddenly suppressed.
"Well, I'm afraid I'd better go before Elly gets too damp... I know she's an otter, but still... I don't think she's waterproof as she is." Said the woman, as though this where an acceptable excuse to leave.
“Chains of the Gods.” Guy murmured in disbelief as she walked quickly past him down the street. “She’s mad.”
Of course Guy never really expected everything to happen exactly as he had seen. Many of his visions had various aspects of symbolism in them. But to be tricked into jumping to conclusions like this by a woman as crazy as the one he had just met. It was a surprise even for a guy who often saw the future.
‘But wait! She was going in the opposite direction when he had gotten off the bus with her. Something isn’t quite right here…’ he turns and looks after her. She wasn’t on the street any more.
Running down the street after her, movement in one of the alleyways catches his eye as he runs past. He slows down and walks back to it. A fox was standing there! Pulling his head back he sat, back to the wall staring off across the street, being as still as he could and pretending not to notice it. After a few moments. Guy stood up and looked again into the alley, but the fox was no longer there! The thrill of his discovery had not left him though, who else had he seen in front of the hospital? There was that other lady, but she came on the bus with him and the crazy lady from before. The guy across the street from the hospital. He ran back to the hospital and looked across the street. The man wasn't there anymore at least that he could see. He crossed the street and looked deeper into the darkness of the alley. The motorcycle from his dream!
Fate's players were here! Where should he be in all of this though? Feeling that the alley was fairly safe, he sits near the motorbike and slips into a trance trying to force out some vision that might tell him where he needs to be next.
Posted on 2010-06-11 at 08:53:33.
Edited on 2010-06-21 at 19:52:56 by rivertothesea
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Topic: WitchCraft: The Strength of a Warrior
Subject: Step in faith
The woman’s reply had struck him as odd. ‘What would belief have to do with fate?’ he wondered briefly. Feeling compelled to act, his mouth opens and he confesses his belief.
“I do believe.” He stated plainly.
He was sure that he had seen her tense and look to the hospital just then and she gave off the more than just human feel. Though he seemed to be noticing more and more people that were that way, it seemed that she must have something to do with his vision.
“I saw a vision of me standing here before this very hospital on the full moon with two others, accompanying this vision were the signs of a fox and motorcycle. Please, tell me, can you be one from my vision?” Guy confides, his voice softens to a whisper as he speaks the question.
He silently began inspecting her face for a reaction…
Posted on 2010-06-04 at 09:11:18.
Edited on 2010-06-04 at 09:15:35 by rivertothesea
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Topic: Champions versus Undead Contagion
Subject: Flickering Anger
I sit and set my now tightly clenched fists into my lap focusing on calming myself. The response from my dwarven kinsman, was so senseless, reckless, and arrogant. If we had the supplies which the weather required then we might have already left here, but as it stands men seek to postpone even short exposures to elements because of their ferocity. He was still, however, a Dwarf and as such deserving of some consideration and patience from me. His assumptions still bothered me as I fought to maintain the rigid control of exterior expression of the furious turmoil of anger that burn against him. 
If it were not for the rather convenient appearance of the traveling wizard, I would had found it hard to let this disapproval go. If what this Wizard offered would indeed shield us, then our task was laid plainly before us we must make all haste to travel to the town while the advantage might still be ours. At last we would have a means to go as the Knight had suggested. 'If he had not left the room he certainly would have been pleased to hear this,' I rationalize to myself. With that I was calm again. 
"I will pay your fee, kind wizard, but please tell us what has delayed you?" I say. "Surely the weather does not stop one who can shield from the cold..."
Posted on 2010-01-04 at 07:21:31.
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Topic: Champions versus Undead Contagion
Subject: First vote...
Sensing the stillness of indecision in the room, I stand and make known my intention.
"It would be foolish, to move before the storm clears. This man having come from Maplecrest just ended his journey here and look at him. He is not fit to fight anything. We would be in the same condition to fight the undead should we move in spite of the elements. I will fight against them, in this man's town but only when I have a fighting chance."
With this I end and make eye contact with the old man, trying to divine even a hit of reaction to this news. Does he sympathize with me or has his need overcome his reason?
Posted on 2009-12-20 at 23:35:50.
Edited on 2009-12-20 at 23:37:27 by rivertothesea
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Topic: Champions versus Undead Contagion
Subject: Emotionless...
The door is flung open and the wind batters my exposed head and face with slashing cold droplets of rain. At first the pain forces a flinching reaction from me but I quickly retreat into my mind forcing my body to relax in spite of the discomfort. The wind stops. I open my eyes to find my mug rolling overturned on the table in front of me. At first if feel the frustration of my slowness for not grabbing it, but then the calm that I have trained for settles once again my emotion. The cause of this disruption is revealed; the old man begins to speak. I can hear the fear of death in his voice and am not moved to pity. Fear is a weakness and death is inevitable. His eyes cast about for the sympathy of another to aid him. I lower my gaze but keep him in my field of vision. At last, his rant comes to an end. Thoughts race passively though my head as I reach for my cup and right it: 'The undead.' 'A sin against life and death.' 'The cause of this must be dealt with.' I feel no pressing desire to save the survivors in Maplecrest, but seeing the Dwarf and another strange being, I don't know anything about, go to the aid of the old man I know that they will go to its aid and it is with them that I will seek to end this plague.... with this I watch and wait for the right moment to offer to join them.
Posted on 2009-12-12 at 23:26:42.
Edited on 2009-12-12 at 23:28:41 by rivertothesea
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Topic: Champions versus Undead Contagion Q&A
Subject: character sheet
Bogardine or just Bog
Player: Bryan Ensminger
Male Dwarf Monk 5
Lawful Neutral
-curly red beard, bold head
-sightly tanned skin
-dark brown eyes
Strength 18 (+4)
Dexterity 15 (+2)
Constitution 16 (+3)
Intelligence 13 (+1)
Wisdom 17 (+3)
Charisma 9 (-1)
Total Hit Points: 56
Armor Class: 17 = 10 +2 [dexterity] +3 [wisdom] +1 [monk level] +1 [Enchantment]
Touch AC: 17
Flat-footed: 15
Speed: 30 feet [monk]
Initiative modifier: +2= +2 [dexterity]
Fortitude save: + = 4 [base] +3 [constitution]
Reflex save: +6 = 4 [base] +2 [dexterity]
Will save: +7 = 4 [base] +3 [wisdom]
Attack (handheld): +7 = 3 [base] +4 [strength]
Attack (unarmed): +7 = 3 [base] +4 [strength]
Flurry of Blows: +6/+6 [includes strength modifier]
Attack (missile): +5 = 3 [base] +2 [dexterity]
Grapple check: +7 = 3 [base] +4 [strength]
Unarmed Damage: 1d8 +4 [strength]
Light load: 100 lb. or less
Medium load: 101-200 lb.
Heavy load: 201-300 lb.
Lift over head: 300 lb.
Lift off ground: 600 lb.
Push or drag: 1500 lb.
Languages:Common,Dwarven,Gnome
Feats:
Combat Expertise
Combat Reflexes
Dodge
Improved Unarmed Strike
Stunning Fist
Skills:
Balance: 12
Escape Artist: 7
Hide: 2
Jump: 6
Listen: 11
Move Silently: 2
Search: 1
Sense Motive: 3
Spot: 8
Survival: 6
Swim: 4
Tumble: 10
Escape Artist >=5 ranks gives +2 on use rope checks for bindings.
Uncivilized trait: +1 on any wild empathy checks.
Dwarf:
+2 constitution / -2 charisma (already included)
Can move 20 feet even if in heavy armor
Darkvision (see 60 feet in pitch-dark)
Stonecunning (+2 on searching stone, intuit depth)
+4 to avoid being bullrushed while standing on ground
+2 racial bonus on saves vs. poison
+2 racial bonus on saves vs. spells / spell-like abilities
+1 racial bonus to hit orcs and goblinoid
+4 dodge bonus on AC against giants
+4 stability bonus to avoid being tripped/bull rushed standing on ground
+2 racial bonus on appraise checks if stone/metal
Monk:
AC Bonus for Wisdom
AC Bonus for level (begins level 5)
Flurry of Blows
Unarmed Strike
Fast Movement (already included)
Bonus Feats (levels 1 2 & 6)
Evasion (level 2)
Fast Movement (level 3)
Still Mind level 3)
Ki Strike (level 4)
Slow Fall (level 4)
Purity of Body (level 5)
Equipment
Arms: Bracers of Armor +1
Other: Everburning Torch
Backpack
Bed Roll
Trail Rations (x's 3)
4886.4 gold
Total weight: 112 lb
Posted on 2009-12-09 at 01:35:45.
Edited on 2009-12-14 at 01:41:47 by rivertothesea
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