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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: Dang.
I just picked one out of the PHB. If that pantheon isn't right with forgotten realms, then which setting are you suppose to use that pantheon in?
Posted on 2008-05-13 at 10:46:50.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: Thanks! =D
I think it seemed like a good time to have a post like that. I was due for one =P
Posted on 2008-05-13 at 01:24:23.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: .
Xaris sat in his room, above the commotion down below. He could hear the muffled sounds of the patrons talking and singing, and smiled at the good time they were having. He soon would join them, but needed to take care of some things first.
He slowly let the sack full of potions he had acquired earlier slide from his shoulder down his arm, and onto the bed side table. The sound of cloth shifting and glass clinking could be heard as it made its final resting place onto the desk. He looked up at the lantern illuminating his room, and then down at himself, and ran his fingers over the metallic studs in his leather armour. He sighed, and crossed his arms and grabbed the bottom of the armour piece, and slid it over his head. His medium length black hair ruffled as the leather armour finally made its way off of him, and the loose cotton shirt that had made itself caught on the armour fell again over his greyish green skin. Xaris tugged at his shirt, getting some wrinkles out of it, and then undid the buckle that held the leather leggings on. He bent over and unbuckled his leather boots, slid them off, and then forced his leather leggins off afterthem. He set the boots at the base of his bed, and the two piece suit of armour strewn out onto the bed itself. He reahched over and unbuckled his arm guards, and let them rest on the armour also.
Xaris looked over his own now armourless body, seeing the dark grey cotton pants he wore, and the loose off white shirt he wore in contrast. Of course now the shirt is stained with sweat and dirt, as are the pants, but he had nothing else. He looked at his feet, which had cloth wrappings around them. They were almost as good as socks, so he didn't see any need of replacing them.
He bent down and unwraveled them, letting his feet breathe for the moment. He dropped the wrappings onto the ground as he wriggled his toes, and crossed the room to a basin of water. He looked into the water, and stared into his own reflection.
Father, I look so much like you. In my two hundred and twelve years of life, I never guessed I would of been in this position. You would be proud of where I am, and what I'm doing. Please, take care until we meet once more
Xaris closed his eyes and laced his fingers together, and resting his forehead against them in a sign of prayer.
Baervan, watch over my family, do not let them go to far until I arrive. I am sure you know when my time will be, so do not let them worry. Tell them everything will be alright, tell them that I am on my way
Xaris opened his eyes, and stood up straight. He reached for the bottom of his shirt, and pulled it over his head, and let it fall onto the ground. He took his hands, and placed them over his pex, and looked down at himself again. He traced the tattoos that adorned his chest, which were two half circles, the rounded edges facing inwards, curving around his nipples and pex themselves. They were coloured black, and were large enough to end jus underneath his armpits. He slid his pants off, and climbed into the bath, where he relaxed for the next twenty minutes, soaking himself of the past few days stresses and problems.
Twenty minutes later, Xaris climbed out of the bath, clean and ready to meet his friends downstairs.
Friends... he thought, knowing that he would of never imagined that he would of met such a diverse group ever before he left the woods.
His wet tiny gnome feet made child size prints across the floor, the clothes gathered where he had laid them. He hoped that the clothes were proper enough to be worn to dinner, as they were the only clothings he had.
He looked around the room, and spotted some flowers in a vase, and took them, and rubbed them on his shirt. He hoped to mask the subtle smell of sweat with sweet smelling flowers, and might of even over did it. But the smell of fresh soapy skin and flowers should be enough.
He stood once more almost at the same spot as before, and dried off quickly with a towel, before putting back on his shirt, and then his pants. He wrapped his feet up gently once again with the soft cloth wraps,and walked over to his leather boots, and put them on.
Coming up from kneeling to buckle his leather boots, he took one last look around the room before heading downstairs. His javelins were leaning against the wall in the corner along with his sheathed sword. On the bed lay his armour,and the nightstand next to it his new potions. On the large dresser across from the bed lay his short sword,and the back pack with contained the rest of his gear.
He felt satisfied about how he had went though the day, and he listened once more for the sounds downstairs. As clear as day he could hear the muffled laughing and singing, and smell faintly the pipe weed and food being served around. He turned around and slowly opened the door.
He walked down the hall to the stairs that lead down to the main room, every foot step bringing him closer to the party. The sounds were getting clearer, and the smells getting stronger as he approached. He could hear distinct singing, and the foot steps of heavy dancers just below the stairs.
He descended the stairwell, taking each step with care, enjoying the slow arrival of this party to which he was going to. Each step brough thicker smoke,and brighter light, until he was at the bottom of the stairs, and just to his left was the party. He stood, and took in a deep breathe, and then turned walking slowly into the bright, smoke filled room of partiers and patrons alike. He instantly felt uncomfortable as the press of bodies around him forced him to pick and choose where he stepped, until he could finally see through the spacing of two people, the table at where one of his friends sat outside.
He quickly made his way past people, person by person, until he could find his way to the door. He stepped outside into the cool night air, already sweating from the body heat. Being at crotch level with all these humans makes it harder for a gnome to catch his breathe than normal. And harder to keep cool.
Xaris started walking towards the quiet table in the corner, until he started to hear a wonderful voice; a voice that obviously had more people than just him looking. His hand reached up and stroked one of the flowers in a flower box as he listened to the singing, looking around at who it was. He looked at Elesia, and knew finally where it was coming from. The woman wore a very elegant dress,which barely his anything, but just enough to keep it modest. He listened to her sing and swirl her wine, and smiled as she finished her song. The last few words echoed around in his head, as he looked up at the flower he was slowly running his hand around and noticed he broke the head off of the stem to where it dangled like a broken neck. He quickly snapped it off, and poked the stem through his shirt so he had a little pink flower on his chest. He smiled at the little ingeniousness of himself, and looked up just in time to see Elesia dance with Bart.
He remembered that he was walking to get a table, not sniff flowers, so he began to walk across the court yard, the sound of his foot falls one by one bringing him closer to his destination. He came up to her left, and pulled out the chair for himself, and climbed up into it, adjusting so he could get a good sitting. He took a deep breathe, as if he had just fought the hardest battle of his life trying to reach this chair, and he finally made it. He looked up at Aelistae and smiled, and immediatley noticed her very nice, no beautiful dress also. He looked down at himself and his loose fitting pants and shirt, and pathetic flower, and sighed.
It's alright though, clothes are clothes...
He looked up at her, and smiled again, only opened his mouth to talk also.
" Hello Aelistae. I hope you don't mind me sitting next to you here. I wanted to sit next to one of my friends, not with a bunch of strangers."
He looked up at her, and then to her sword, and up to her face again. He calmed down a bit, knowing who he was with, and began to feel a lot more relaxed.
" You look very pretty Aelistae, that dress fits you well."
He looked down at his clothes for a moment, then up at Aelistae again, and then sat his elbows up on the table, resting his head on his arms, tilting his head towards her to hear what she is going to say next.
Posted on 2008-05-13 at 00:43:31.
Edited on 2008-05-16 at 01:27:07 by Jozan1
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: ,
Xaris took in all of the visuals and scents of the apothecary to quickly, and his head began to spin just a bit. He hadn't smelled so many different burning herbs since he was in Old Yyrniels tent. And he could of sworn this little old man was just a figment of his mind.
But he came to his senses quickly and seenthe potions infront of him. The prices were set out, and he was determined to buy as many as he could.
He pointed out towards this potion and that, handing over money as he went. When he was done he had selected out one neutralize poison, one neutralize disease, one cure seious wounds, four cure light wounds, and one strange brew. He handed over all thirty platinum, and three thousand,one hundredand fifty gold pieces. He also handed over the newly acquired gem to pay for the four potions.
" I thank you for doing business. These will come in great need along the way."
Posted on 2008-05-12 at 00:48:53.
Edited on 2008-05-12 at 00:52:05 by Jozan1
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: .
Xaris took the gem from Aelistae, and handed her the Ivory and. He could'nt do much with it anyways,so he gladly handed it over.
Fondling the new gem and the acquired fifteen platinum, Xaris stepped out of the tavern for now and headed into the streets. The one thing they lacked in the last encounter was proper healing after the magic ran out, so that was the first problem he went to solve.
He wandered the streets until he found his way to the apothecary, and slowly entered. He walked up to the nearest person inside, and spoke.
" Uhm, excuse me sir. But I would like to purchase some healing potions, if you had any. I do have lots of money, but I do not know how much the valuable potions are. How much would they be?"
Posted on 2008-05-12 at 00:22:19.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: .
The 200 gold is fine for thewand, the deal sounds good to me.
Posted on 2008-05-12 at 00:14:04.
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Topic: Pool of Radiance
Subject: .
The attackers made the first move, with one of the chain mail wearing hooded figures firing a bow into Rao. The arrow sail passed into the woods, cutting through the foliage rather than Rao himself.
Another one of the assailants rose up and fired, this time aiming at the charging halfling and her dog. This shot hit dead on, but glanced off of the armour on Brendella, flying wildly off to the side.
Finally the attackers did not have the jump on them anymore, and Karlana pulled out her bow, and fired two shots into the one who shot at Brendella. The two arrows penetrating straight through his studded leather armour, burrowing deep within his chest. His face twisted in pain and he clutched his chest, and blood trickled from the two arrow holes.(-11)
Brendalla spotted the wounded archer who had shot at her, and she charged. Just before she hit though, two arrows sank into him, and he turned just slightly enough to let the lance bury deep into his ribs, the momentum driving the lance deeper than it probably should of. The man fell over onto the ground, dead. He spasmed quickly and coughed up blood, then fell limp on Brandallas lance. (-8 )
It was Rao who went next, seeing the blood shed was eager for a fight. He charged the chain mail wearing attacker on their left, swinging his falchion at him with deadly accuracy. Two large gashed appeared as the curved blade naturally sliced its way through the chain mail and then the mans chest. Blood gushed forward as he fell flat on his face without even a movement. He was instantly killed.(-18 )
With the sudden shift in odds, one of the last two remaining attackers fired his bow at Rao, who had just cut down his ally in mere seconds. The arrow sank into Rao's shoulder, firmly lodging itself in place. (-4)
Next it was Mourns turn, who decided to release a fiery mayhem upon the assailants. The fireball landed behind the attackers, englulfing the spell caster, and the chain mail wearing attacker. Both of them didn't see the small bead sail past them, and the fire enveloped them both. They ran screamed and ran around while they burned, but quickly fell to the ground and succumbed to their fate. both burned alive.(-21 each)But so did the forest around them. A few bushes and the grass around the two bodies burned slowly, but didn't spread as the misty dew from the morning kept everything with a wet protective layer.
Aramil took aim at the last living hooded figure, his studded leather a large target to shoot at. The arrow hit dead on, but stuck in slightly, and then pulled out.
The last hooded figure looked around at his dead companions, and released a quick shot at Mourn, the arrow catching the caster in the side of his upper arm, grazing him just enough to cause a flair of pain and the trickle of blood.(-1) He dropped his short bow and turned to run, but was shot in the back by Aramil and Karlana. Two arrows quickly stuck into his back, and he fell to the ground. Some movement could still be seen through the twitching bushes, but not much.(-17)
Posted on 2008-05-09 at 00:29:57.
Edited on 2008-05-09 at 00:31:31 by Jozan1
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: .
Xaris smiled a big grin as he held up the red ball. The jeering from the crowd swelled him up inside, and he felt even happier when he realized that he won fifteen platinum!
" I thank you Angus, and this fun game of yours. I shall try once more to spin your cage, just for the fun of it. It's not like I am going to lose anything over all, right?"
With that, Xaris pocketed the fifteen platinum coins, and took out five more gold. He put them in, and spun once more. If this spin was for anything it was for the entertainment it gave everyone. He spun the cage slowly, and waited for the ball to come out.
Posted on 2008-05-08 at 23:30:00.
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Topic: ~*Whom Gods Annoy*~
Subject: .
Lheriel stood, slightly in awe at what happened. The supposed vampire grabbed one of them, and disappeared right in front of him. Jeskell came up to his side, and had the same look on his face. A quizzical look with anger mixed in. They fought this bastard and then he didn't have the honor to die nobly? What a fool he was. He will die someday.
Lheriel could only look on as Katriana pleaded to bring their first fallen member back. He noticed not as many tears were shed for their second loss as were the first. The circumstances befit the reactions though.
Both Lheriel and Jeskell check themselves to make sure they were ok, and waited to see what the priest would say.
Posted on 2008-05-08 at 23:20:41.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: .
Sure, I'll give them the disc.
Posted on 2008-05-08 at 22:52:59.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: .
Xaris walked into the tavern with his companions, and felt the stares immediately fall upon them. He was sure enough that none of them have ever seen a real drow, or even knew what kind of gnome he was. But none the less, he sat down with his friends in the corner, and began to take an order. He looked down the menu and ordered a broth with vegetables, and a good sized portion of bread.
Before he ever left the forest, he was never used to this kind of food. But now, he was quite aware of what he liked and didn't like.
Before they had walked into this tavern, Xaris had no desire to buy anything. He was perfectly content with the items he had on his person, and waited outside the tavern for his companions.
He watched Aelistae go up to the cage, and he decided to follow. Not only because his gnomish curiousity got the best of him, but also to make sure nothing happens to his friend.
He approached up behind her, and spoke waist level to the two people.
" Yes, how much would three reaches cost? I would like to purchase them."
Posted on 2008-05-08 at 22:43:00.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: .
I'll make the wand and potions party gear for sure. I cant use them without knowing what they are first, so might as well throw them in the community chest. Would it be alright with you guys if I posted getting them identified?
Posted on 2008-05-08 at 22:29:34.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: .
yeah I much rather not use it. Besides, He wont give up using his fathers sword willingly for some spear that could kill him in the process.
Posted on 2008-05-08 at 22:19:07.
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Topic: ~***Myth Drannor Q/A***~
Subject: .
Well there arent that many pages in the game, so you can easily read them. and just send me a lvl 6 character that you want, and I'll edit you in. But you will have to wait later on like Deraj, since you wont be playing his character.
Posted on 2008-05-08 at 22:15:47.
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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: ..
I really think that the potions and the wand should be all kept. Also I will post later on today as right now it would take me longer than I have to get one out. Also I have a wand, a disc, and some potions that need identifying, so if anyone would like to help me with that, that would be great.
Posted on 2008-05-08 at 14:39:48.
Edited on 2008-05-08 at 14:41:11 by Jozan1
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Topic: For Whom the Bell Tolls Q&A
Subject: .
well since that I have not been there since the forest, I'll go with what everyone else says.
Posted on 2008-05-07 at 17:02:52.
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Topic: Filthy Thief Q/A
Subject: .
Ok, I'll get it edited later on today.
Posted on 2008-05-07 at 16:59:10.
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Topic: ~***Myth Drannor Q/A***~
Subject: .
I'll be replacing Fans128's character, as he has not posted ANYTHING on rdinn in more than a month. We will keep the game going, and I'll just NPC him for now. Is that alright with you guys?
Posted on 2008-05-06 at 14:48:38.
Edited on 2008-05-06 at 14:49:04 by Jozan1
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Topic: Whom Gods Annoy - Q/A
Subject: .
I'm gonna post tonight, I updated a lot of games yesterday, and today I'll get the rest.
Posted on 2008-05-06 at 14:27:06.
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Topic: For Whom the Bell Tolls Q&A
Subject: .
This friday I should totally make it, I have no plans.
Posted on 2008-05-06 at 14:25:28.
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Topic: Filthy Thief Q/A
Subject: Awww,
Well then just shoot down Beinsels comment with a quick " We cant split up dummy!" comment. And Almerin yeah, sorry about not being more active. Every day brings the end of the year closer which means final project and graduation are creeping up too =/....so I was kinda side tracked for a bit.
Posted on 2008-05-06 at 10:38:45.
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Topic: WH 40k Q&A - Innocence Proves Nothing
Subject: .
have to get the character to you tomorrow I have to go to bed now.
Posted on 2008-05-06 at 03:09:13.
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Topic: WH 40k Q&A - Innocence Proves Nothing
Subject: real quick question
how much money do we start off with?
Posted on 2008-05-06 at 02:29:55.
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Topic: In the Grim Darkness of the 41st Millenium...
Subject: .
I'll make a feral guardsmen CC monster right now and PM it to ya admiral.
Posted on 2008-05-05 at 23:28:08.
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Topic: You Filthy Little Thief!!!
Subject: .
Beinsel stood by and watched the tide of words flow back and forth. Screams and then calmly forced words. Back and forth. He fidgeted where he stood, thinking of what to do. He knew he needed to do something.
From what he had heard it seems that they have pretty much waisted a day only to most likely regress at drawing attention at the court house. Now some of them were more " famous" then others, obviously himself and Percifeer for being gawked at the entire time. And others who have stayed back in the crowd have the advantadge of not being as well known at this point. also they have wasted some time.
But then he decided. He had listened to the last few comments and finally drew a conclusion.
Llammoth was right. The heart does not really have any closing times, but honest working store owners do. And he was feeling the tugs of the hunger string, so he made up his mind.
" I feel it is right if now we head towards the shops and taverns for a good meal, and to meet up with our sister. But I also say we head straight to the heart afterwards, if we can. We shouldnt be too tired, and who would'nt want to walk off that few extra pounds we would put on from eating? A nice little stroll could be good for us all."
Posted on 2008-05-05 at 23:25:09.
Edited on 2008-05-11 at 23:25:58 by Jozan1
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