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Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: ,
QUestion, none of the graves seemed disturbed correct? and there is not tomb, above ground housing for the dead, or anything, right?
Posted on 2011-11-08 at 21:54:13.
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Topic: Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim
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I'm desperately trying to save up money for it, but failing Q.Q
Posted on 2011-11-07 at 19:40:20.
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Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: noooooo
My computer restarted itself and now I lost my post D:
I'm retyping it now... *sigh*
Posted on 2011-11-06 at 02:17:39.
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Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: ,.
updating later today 
Posted on 2011-11-05 at 19:23:43.
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Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: Ok
Actually, the manner in which I wrote about Traubon wondering about the beard was more of a self reflection, a thinking to himself. I actually didn't ask Brokkrok about the beard thing, but Traubon curiously wondered to himself about it. Sorry for any confusion : X
Posted on 2011-11-02 at 17:51:09.
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Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: .
I have a quik question hammer, so Brokkrok already told the story as to how he got his braid, correct? That is the jist of one of your earlier posts that I'm getting, that he told us soon after we had arrived.
Posted on 2011-11-02 at 15:29:03.
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Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: uh oh...
It's pillow talk time!
Posted on 2011-11-01 at 02:21:56.
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Topic: 2011 NFL Season
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I'm just glad the Bills did as well as they did.
Posted on 2011-10-31 at 23:49:04.
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Topic: The Monster Hunters Collective
Subject: here we go
Traubon came home that night from the hunt and slumped into his simple beddings, and quickly slept off the drinks he had consumed. The sting of losing a comrade, especially someone so young, lingers for a while and he knew that He will never forget Jethro.
Waking the next morning, Traubon slowly made himself a breakfast of some slightly stale bread and cheese, washing it down with some cool water. He reached into his large chest that sat against his wall and looked at the gear that he was given, the remanents of the beast's lair. He was given a good amount of weapons; axes, a dagger, and a conveniently fitting chain shirt. It was obviously made for a Khord, as the length was shorter and the chest was broader. He didn't want to think about who owned it previously, just that he was greatful the Khordalum armor could be used once more.
He spent the next hour of his morning polishing and fixing up the armor and weapons, only doing basic maintenance as his expertise was stone craft, not metallurgy. He was just finishing polishing the hand axe, it's handle a light shade of wood with two leather straps intertwined down the haft, when Glitch had came entering his hovel.
“Traubon! Traubon! Look what I made!” The little Brathspur ran up to him, catching him slightly off guard as he shoved a small wrist mounted crossbow into his face.
"Uh Glitch! Mornin' to ye! That seems tah' be a fine craft ya got there, 'cept the part where it won't fire n' all."
Glitch went on to explain about some spell, technomancy and something about techsense, and it was all Traubon could do to keep up with the little speed talker. He nodded and agreed, even though his mind was spinning trying to comprehend what exactly he was saying. He snapped back when Glitch mentioned something about needing to borrow his weapons, and them most likely not being destroyed.
"Well, ya definitely sound like you know what your talking about, even though I'm kinda at a loss. But if ye' are so confident, then I guess I can let ya use this axe here."
He handed over the almost completely polished hand axe and set out to the back yard where a stump and his work shed resided.
He stood, watching curiously as the Brathspur flipped through his ancient training manual (which he lent out only after carefully explaining the frailty of the book) copying the poses of the Khord drawings.
Suddenly a look of what seemed to be an idea coming together came over Glitch's face, and he took to make one final form, and started saying the components to a spell.
"HIIIIYYAA!"
Traubon took a step back as the sudden outburst caught him once again off guard. "Oy, he's gonna be the death o' me one day I swear." He looked back up to see Glitch confused, fumbling with the axe. A minute or two more of thinking and suddenly Glitch grabbed a stick and with his permission started to draw in the dirt.
While Glitch was drawing, Traubon curiously went to investigate why there was a crossbow bolt impaled into his lawn. With it in hand, he was about to turn to Glitch and ask if he knew about it at all when he saw him already-
"HIIIYA!"
Once again Traubon was spooked as a gnomish battle cry resonated through out his yard. Only this time a miniature fighting machine was drilling perfect axe practices for a few minutes, before fumbling again.
"Ah, ya seem tah got it workin'! Like ya said, Khord work is the best, too bad not everyone' can understand such ah' simple fact."
After practicing a bit more, and elated that his spell worked, Glitch left Traubon to his business as he left, but not before inviting him out to a drink which he happily accepted.
After working a bit more on some stone utensils he met Glitch at the Golden Barley and they had an exellent night drinknig and fiddling with the new inventions Glitch had made.
The next day, they buried Jethro and Traubon showed up in his best dress; his armor. The newly fixed up chainshirt and his halberd at his side, he gave the warrior a proper warriors seeing off, paying no heed to the glances that some folks gave him not used to seeing him in such a serious or war like garb. He left a small gift on Jethro's centered chest, a small highly polished disc of white marble, with the center carved out in a shallow circle and filled with gold. It was once a pendant worn about the neck of some of the Khord elite, but was taken on his way out of the holds.
That day later on, he set back into his old habits of working the stone, polishing, chiseling, hammering away until his apron was covered in a fine dust. The whole day was stress relieving work and only conversed with customers and anyone who wanted to stop by his hovel.
He went to bed tired, exhausted from working so much stone. The next day just past Traubons' meal of hard boiled eggs and grits, a messanger came to the door. Traubon answered, his long night shirt draping past his knees.
"Aye? You want somethin' built?"
"Ah, no sir just a message." The young boy no more than 12 handed Traubon a piece of parchment, and nodded with a smile.
"Thank ye' sonny, now off ya go, I'm a busy Khord." He looked at the parchment, then looked up to the boy, who was already turned to leave. "Oh! Gregory! Sorry laddy I'm still sleeping it seems. C'mere for a moment if you can." He had the boy follow him back to his shed, and handed him a small wooden crate. "Heres the three stone mugs your Pa wanted. Now, you hungry?" With a quick nod and a smile he followed Traubon into the hovel and was given three hard boiled eggs and a hunk of bread. "Go, enjoy yourself. and stay safe!"
He watched the boy leave and then quickly read the letter. the remnants of a smile on his face quickly faded, and he gave a heavy sigh, and walked into his hovel.
He walked out of his hovel, locked up the shed and front door, and gave a glancing look to the two small buildings on the edge of the village as he walked to the tavern, meeting up with his fellow comrades once more. After much talking and explaining of what they need to do, Traubon had made sure he had everything he needed, and the group exited once more unto the road that lay ahead of them.
Soon though, it became apparent that they had an extra traveler, a rare sight to behold to any pair of eyes. A feline looking woman was following them, and he could only aquate her to what he heard from stories of old, as the Kazari.
"You want nothin' tah do with us, we be goin' no where but trouble. Please, for your own good sake let us be." Being as kind but forthcoming as he could, he tried to get her to leave them alone, not wanting to see someone else fall prey to the danger they were going to be wandering into. But sheer determination was obvious in her actions, and soon enough she became a part of their group.
"Now missy, you be knowin' the kindsa' dangers we be goin' intah'. I've told ye' many ah' times, and I don't want another one of our group here fallin' tah' any beasties o' the woods." (he will hold a conversation that Arra would like to bring up)
Soon enough with talking and traveling, they made it to their destination. The mushroom fields of Sedostra. Just at the mention of the mushroom fields it reminded him of home and how his fellow Khord's enjoyed the rare fungus's that dwelled beneath the surface. The other perk, was meeting a fellow Khord of the name Brokkrok. He hasn't seen another Khord in months and having the company would just be worth the trip.
They walked into Granny Tapestry's guest house after being told this was the place to stay, the locals being friendly enough to show them the way.
After asking about Brokkrok, being shown their respective rooms, and paying up, they were directed to a table to sit with Brokkrok. The Khord to Traubon looked like the epitome of what a devout Khord could be. Aged greying hair, battle dress and gleaming weapons, but the focal point of the entire ensamble would be the large, emerald enlaiden braid that dwell within his beard. Insantly Traubon's curiousity perked up and he could not wait to ask how he had received it. It also reminded him of himself of his goal to recieve a braid of his own, let alone have anything woven into it.
After hearing the jist of the story, Traubon nodded, and smild to Brokkrok.
"Let me introduce my self. My name is Traubon Strakelheim, and it is an honor to be in your presence. I am bothered that undeath plagues these fields and would be happy to accompany you on whatever it takes to help find these people." Of course, he spoke in his own native Khord tongue to a fellow Khord, anything else being unreasonable.
Posted on 2011-10-31 at 07:13:36.
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Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: You bet
There will be some questions about them braids. Traubon has a braidless beard, so he might be a bit jealous 
Posted on 2011-10-31 at 06:12:36.
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Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: I am working
right now on a post.
Oh by the way...
Yes! More Khords!
Posted on 2011-10-31 at 05:41:51.
Edited on 2011-10-31 at 05:49:28 by Jozan1
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Topic: Tumbleweeds again?
Subject: .
Generated Game
DM You find yourself in Grugg's basement. Your objective is to prevent the collapse on Wall Street. You encounter Grugg and an orc.
Chewbacca I try to talk some sense into the orc.
DM You succeed and the orc is defeated.
Super Mario I try to use telekinetic powers to transport Grugg to another dimension.
DM You succeed and Grugg is defeated. You successfully prevent the collapse on Wall Street.
I LOVE THIS
Posted on 2011-10-29 at 07:11:58.
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Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: ,.
i promise a post in before monday sometime during the weekend <3 lol
Posted on 2011-10-28 at 18:42:54.
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Topic: The end of flickerchat!
Subject: .
I care!!!
Posted on 2011-10-25 at 17:26:21.
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Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: .
Sorry, Almerin midterms JUST calmed down and Halloween just picked up, plus I went Larping for the first time this weekend so I was pre occupied for a while, please assume Traubon reflected on jethro's death as something to be rewarded, I did some work, honed my skills that I faltered on, and if Traubon is feeling bad about his skills, he reflects about how he was the only one to stand his ground against the terror beast's fear affect.
He gladly accepts Geron's call to arms, feeling something inside him has sparked, a sorta ancestral feeling.
Posted on 2011-10-24 at 20:50:17.
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Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: .
BABY AGGRO!
Posted on 2011-10-17 at 18:31:35.
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Topic: The Monster Hunters Collective
Subject: .
Tired and wounded, but alive. Traubon stood with his halberd as he wrenched it free from the beasts back, and quickly helped bring Jethro's body away from the beast. It's surreal, how quickly one person can be moving, breathing, talking, living, and the next they are completely motionless and void of all life.
Traubon looked as Ta'nil and others spoke, and he slowly shook his head.
"I'm 'fraid he's right 'bout that. If, some how we did have the means tah' find someone who can' be raisin' the dead, the money to fund such a takin' would be well out of our reach, nay it might as well drain all the coffers from the vaults of Anduhar! Poor boy lived a warriors life, and died a warrior. He shall get none less respect than what one o' me great stonelord ancestors would recieve. And I know thah' earth will take good care o' his soul, as she respects all those who fights with and for her children."
Traubon helped carry his body back as he watched Glitch disassemble the animal, and just shrugged at his questionable behavior.
He kept the thought out of his mind as to why Jethro had died. Being right near him when he died, Traubon had seen the pause in Jethro's strike, and the cost of hesitation. He would not utter a word to anyone, and would let him pass as a hero who gave his life for Stone's Hollow, and would do everything he would need to in the burial and passage of his body.
That night, when back in Stone's Hollow, Traubon would stay at the tavern as long as he could, having a hot meal and many drinks, only talking to those who would approach him about the whole ordeal.
Posted on 2011-10-17 at 03:59:54.
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Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: lol
Takley, I think you got the characters mixed up, I know Traubon is wounded but he's not that far gone 
Posted on 2011-10-16 at 23:05:04.
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Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: Level up, DING!
+1 BaB
+1 Fort
1D10+2 HP
Craft stonework +1 rank
Climb +1 rank
Appraise +1 rank
Feat: Combat Expertise
Posted on 2011-10-13 at 15:17:29.
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Topic: Full House: Fallout Adventure Information and Q&A
Subject: .
Sounds good to me! 
Posted on 2011-10-12 at 06:16:59.
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Topic: Full House: Fallout Adventure Information and Q&A
Subject: .
Just consider my post some whole hearted backpost rping :p
Posted on 2011-10-12 at 02:41:40.
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Topic: Fallout: New Vegas - Full House RPG
Subject: ,
Gus looked at Julie, and smiled. He felt bad that all of the Followers were having such trouble, but if it swings some caps his way, then why not help then?
" 'Course I can Julie, you know I'ma good ol' reliable fella. This is somethin' diff'rent than scavengin', an' I love ta' give't a try. An' I'll try my best to do some convincin' on tha' Crimson Caravan, to get ya's much as ya need."
He looked down and looked at the paper, and read it over quickly. He looked back up and nodded, more so out of habit than anything.
"Well, I'll be needin' some extra hands, an' guards an' such if I'm'n gonna be bringin' such high qual'ty goods back an' forth. The extra caps can go to their pay, I might'n be able to help too, and as for my payment, just'n make sure to keep my name on the top of the lists when it comes down ta' gettin' some work."
he smiled and tried to give her a more reassuring feel, hopefully making her not worry so much.
Posted on 2011-10-12 at 02:28:48.
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Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: .
Also sorry for not posting, but just too many essays this week with back homework from losing my textbook, If I can't get something in just let Traubon attack and try to hold the line so to speak so others can flank. Let's hope it works this time.
Posted on 2011-10-06 at 15:26:57.
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Topic: The Search for Tomorrow Q/A
Subject: .
Sorry, sorry I've had three essays an a butt ton of homework this week, and it'll be over with on the weekend. Please just let my character go ahead and go with the group, giving healing if needed and I'll be good to go soon with posting.
Posted on 2011-10-06 at 15:25:49.
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Topic: Full House: Fallout Adventure Information and Q&A
Subject: .
Once this week is over with, I'll be able to have more free time to post, right now I'm essay and homework swamped but this is colombus day weekend so I'll be okay once it's over.
Posted on 2011-10-06 at 15:24:47.
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