Still needing funds to do much of anything in town, Dreadwood would again put together supplies for another hunt. This time he aimed for smaller game. Much.. much smaller.
I have returned to El'dunah, and have encountered much of the same problems as before. Nevertheless, having come more prepared with a machete, progress into the deeper reaches has gone swimmingly.
Entry 6: 5th Hour Dear Learning Square,
Addendum: Progress has not been truly as easy as we have been led to believe. I have discovered that entities have indeed not only been monitoring my trek through the forest, but also manipulating the local fauna and plant life to further impede and mislead my hunt. I will however preservere. Though I have yet to fully uncover the nature of this being, I ----
Entry 7: 10th Hour? Dear Learning Square,
Following a systems reboot, I have overcome some form of paralytic substance that effectively locked up what little organic matter assists in my function. While I am uncertain of the exact hour, as I eventually needed to reroute conscious functions to overcome my predicament, enough time has passed to require further "rest". Unfortunately, this marks the end of this venture. But, I will try again soon enough.
Personal Reminders:
Herbs DC13 Small Creatures DC15 Medium Creatures DC17 Large Creatures DC20 ------------------------------------- Small creatures will trade for 10 gp Medium creatures will trade for 40 gp Large creatures will trade for 120 gp Berries, Roots, and other Medicinal Herbs will trade for 25 gp a pound
"Of course, you are more than welcome to ignore me. I've only like won every match I've been in so far. But who cares, right?"
She smirked before gasping and placing a hand to her chest.
"But where are manners! My name is Olly. Olly the Free, according to the announcer, though I never agreed to that. But, it does fit me to a T. And what's yours?~"
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Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Vogan - [Goliath-Hill]Bard - ???(A Dungeon-Delving Campaign Group C)
A tired looking figure walks into town, eyes fixated on the coliseum. "This looks like a good place to start over."
Name: Vike Foggleam
Height: 5' 11"
Race: Human (Variant)
Class: Fighter 3 (Rune Knight)
Background: Gladiator
Growing up in the slums taught Vike that all he could count on were his wits or his fists, and wits failed him more often than not. Vike knew that if he wanted to get out of the gutter he would have to fight his way out. Small scraps in the alleyways turned into underground matches in tavern basements which led to official bouts in the pits surrounding the Arena.
Vike was feeling on top of the world when the word came down that he would finally get his chance at the “Big Time” (so called because all the combatants were enlarged for the audience’s viewing pleasure). However his hopes were dashed when he received a visit from one of the Count’s men. Vike was made to understand that his opponent was a minor relative of the Count, and under no circumstances would he be permitted to lose to some common street rat.
The day of the match came. Vike knew what the smart thing to do was. But, as he stood over the broken body of his opponent listening to the roar of the crowd, he realized that he didn’t care.
A young sun elf in bright fiery-colored robes that shimmer almost as if made of glass walks into town. "I've heard a lot about this place. Maybe it'll be a good place to test my skills."
(UPDATED DESCRIPTION: A sun elf wizard in bright fiery-colored robes that shimmer almost as if made of glass, with a matching wand in hand. On his back is a deep blue slim cape, which he dramatically casts off right before battle and retrieves afterwards. Wisps of mist swirl around him, and his silver eyes gleam with a slight otherworldly power.
Name: Immeral Lindor
Race: Elf (High)
Class: Wizard (Evoker)
Background: Folk Hero (Backstory: Immeral was a glassblower in a small elven village, and practiced magic in his free time. One day, a wyrmling green dragon decided to take up residence next to the village. Immeral lead the villagers to slay the dragon. Ever since, he's been on the road, a young, brash, overconfident wizard.)
Apium, even though he's tired from the fight, flies off.
In a few hours he's back, carrying a burlap sack, filled with a bunch of different objects. He lands and puts it on the ground and starts casting a new, complex spell.
A minute later, a skeleton rises. "Hello again Father. Let's play." Apium and the skeleton walk to a open grassy area, and play catch. The skeleton isn't very good at it.
(Sorry I've been absent lately. I hoped if I hid away under a rock for awhile, some of the more experienced players might step in (or step in again) to take up some of the load. Unfortunately none have. So I'm taking a more direct approach.
To those interested in growing this community, please consider hosting a match or two. If it is left entirely to one of us, that one will fade quickly.
A hooded figure climbs a hill and sees the town of Sel'eman. "This is it, Jack, time for the real fun to begin!" he says in a raspy voice. He coughs and says "I guess it is, Damien."
Name: Jack/Damien (dual personality)
Race: Black Dragonborn
Class: Barbarian
Background: Psycopath (homebrew)
Growing up alone, Jack was once possessed when he was 6. He's had his alternate personality, Damien, since that event. Jack is usually timid, avoiding conflict and people. Damien is Jack's bad side, always looking for a fight. Damien comes out at the sight of violence, and Jack comes back after a while. Jack thought to come to Sel'eman to quench Damien's bloodlust.
Darius walked toward the arena to await his next match, examining his new shortsword.
"Patience," he finally said. "It'll take you a bit longer to finish someone off, so... that'll be yer name."
Sheathing the blade, he plucked all four of his daggers from their hiding spots on his person, and looked them over. He'd likely have serious need of these, if his last fight was any indication. He continued speaking.
"Yep, might as well elevate you lot to named status as well. Let's see here..." He ruminated over each blade in turn, starting with the ones of lowest quality.
"You don't look like you'll do much... you can be Hope. Yer twin isn't as banged up though; she can be Faith. Hmm... I really like the look of you. Joy it is! And you look nice enough that if I throw you I just might not get ya back. Hmm. Aaaah, that'll work! Love!" He barked a gravelly laugh at his own joke, then noticed someone watching him curiously. As he placed back his daggers, he turned to glare at the young fellow as he did, until he looked away and scurried off.
Now smiling, the pirate continued toward the arena.
An Avian covered in white with blue/green/purple highlights and tattoos and some bandaged and healing cuts walks into the shop that Darius is in and lets out a yelp of surprise. He says "How-What-Why-Funny seeing you here. Uhhhhhhhh How ya doin? Good luck in your next match. Nice daggers ya got there..." He then turns to the shopkeeper "Do you have any arrows?" Once he gets his answer he takes a quiver as well and tosses two gold pieces on the counter. He says 'Do ya want to go to the tavern and drink and chat a bit' rather nervously. He then goes to the tavern and bonks his head repetitively on the bar table when he sees Immerial. Afterwards he invites Immerial to join him/them once he gets finished bonking his head. "Tab's on me."
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Helper of Create a World thread/Sedge is Chaotic Neutral/ Mega Yahtzee High: 34, Low: 14/I speak English, je me parle le Francais, agus Labhraim beagan Gaeilge
If I run into you I also invite you, along with Vike and Leanea.
My advise is 'Hope you are on the side with the ranged people. After all, thats how you got downed, also remember your healing potions' I imagine that Merron would eventually be able to make a contraption that could immediately as a reaction heal themselves when the went down.
Helper of Create a World thread/Sedge is Chaotic Neutral/ Mega Yahtzee High: 34, Low: 14/I speak English, je me parle le Francais, agus Labhraim beagan Gaeilge
Still needing funds to do much of anything in town, Dreadwood would again put together supplies for another hunt. This time he aimed for smaller game. Much.. much smaller.
----> Using Overdrive(Artist Insight) as often as necessary.
----> Small Sized Creature(DC 15): 13.
Entry 5: 2nd Hour
Dear Learning Square,
I have returned to El'dunah, and have encountered much of the same problems as before. Nevertheless, having come more prepared with a machete, progress into the deeper reaches has gone swimmingly.
Entry 6: 5th Hour
Dear Learning Square,
Addendum: Progress has not been truly as easy as we have been led to believe. I have discovered that entities have indeed not only been monitoring my trek through the forest, but also manipulating the local fauna and plant life to further impede and mislead my hunt. I will however preservere. Though I have yet to fully uncover the nature of this being, I ----
Entry 7: 10th Hour?
Dear Learning Square,
Following a systems reboot, I have overcome some form of paralytic substance that effectively locked up what little organic matter assists in my function. While I am uncertain of the exact hour, as I eventually needed to reroute conscious functions to overcome my predicament, enough time has passed to require further "rest". Unfortunately, this marks the end of this venture. But, I will try again soon enough.
Personal Reminders:
Herbs DC13
Small Creatures DC15
Medium Creatures DC17
Large Creatures DC20
-------------------------------------
Small creatures will trade for 10 gp
Medium creatures will trade for 40 gp
Large creatures will trade for 120 gp
Berries, Roots, and other Medicinal Herbs will trade for 25 gp a pound
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"Of course you are. And your welcome."
The Satyr flashes a toothy smile.
"Of course, you are more than welcome to ignore me. I've only like won every match I've been in so far. But who cares, right?"
She smirked before gasping and placing a hand to her chest.
"But where are manners! My name is Olly. Olly the Free, according to the announcer, though I never agreed to that. But, it does fit me to a T. And what's yours?~"
Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Vogan - [Goliath-Hill]Bard - ???(A Dungeon-Delving Campaign Group C)
Jack Vicvan - [Eladrin]Warlock - Archfey
"I'm Firefeather. Nice to meet you."
The fire giants made a gundam wheeeeee
Joining the coliseum:
A tired looking figure walks into town, eyes fixated on the coliseum. "This looks like a good place to start over."
Name: Vike Foggleam
Height: 5' 11"
Race: Human (Variant)
Class: Fighter 3 (Rune Knight)
Background: Gladiator
Growing up in the slums taught Vike that all he could count on were his wits or his fists, and wits failed him more often than not. Vike knew that if he wanted to get out of the gutter he would have to fight his way out. Small scraps in the alleyways turned into underground matches in tavern basements which led to official bouts in the pits surrounding the Arena.
Vike was feeling on top of the world when the word came down that he would finally get his chance at the “Big Time” (so called because all the combatants were enlarged for the audience’s viewing pleasure). However his hopes were dashed when he received a visit from one of the Count’s men. Vike was made to understand that his opponent was a minor relative of the Count, and under no circumstances would he be permitted to lose to some common street rat.
The day of the match came. Vike knew what the smart thing to do was. But, as he stood over the broken body of his opponent listening to the roar of the crowd, he realized that he didn’t care.
Character Sheet: https://ddb.ac/characters/43413280/gPRvrg
(@Seanery: Sheet looks good.)
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
A young sun elf in bright fiery-colored robes that shimmer almost as if made of glass walks into town. "I've heard a lot about this place. Maybe it'll be a good place to test my skills."
(UPDATED DESCRIPTION: A sun elf wizard in bright fiery-colored robes that shimmer almost as if made of glass, with a matching wand in hand. On his back is a deep blue slim cape, which he dramatically casts off right before battle and retrieves afterwards. Wisps of mist swirl around him, and his silver eyes gleam with a slight otherworldly power.
Name: Immeral Lindor
Race: Elf (High)
Class: Wizard (Evoker)
Background: Folk Hero (Backstory: Immeral was a glassblower in a small elven village, and practiced magic in his free time. One day, a wyrmling green dragon decided to take up residence next to the village. Immeral lead the villagers to slay the dragon. Ever since, he's been on the road, a young, brash, overconfident wizard.)
Sheet: https://www.dndbeyond.com/profile/AmdirgolSianstacia/characters/43490170
WIN-LOSS COUNT
1 - 2
The next match will feature any interested level-3 competitors. The match will begin by February 2nd, 1 PM-ish PST.
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When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Is animate dead allowed? Apium is a priest of revenge, and animate dead would be a fitting punishment for his father.
When players get creative.
(@ThalaiDawnCaller: Unfortunately, animate dead falls under the banned list regarding summons/"allies"/etc. (w/ few specific exceptions))
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Can Apium use it outside the coliseum? He just has his skeleton cheer him on from the stands?
When players get creative.
(Of course that's fine. Pretty sure there's at least a few even awakened undead in the crowd, so wouldn't even be that off putting for folks)
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Apium, even though he's tired from the fight, flies off.
In a few hours he's back, carrying a burlap sack, filled with a bunch of different objects. He lands and puts it on the ground and starts casting a new, complex spell.
When players get creative.
A minute later, a skeleton rises. "Hello again Father. Let's play." Apium and the skeleton walk to a open grassy area, and play catch. The skeleton isn't very good at it.
When players get creative.
(Sorry I've been absent lately. I hoped if I hid away under a rock for awhile, some of the more experienced players might step in (or step in again) to take up some of the load. Unfortunately none have. So I'm taking a more direct approach.
To those interested in growing this community, please consider hosting a match or two. If it is left entirely to one of us, that one will fade quickly.
To those who are interested I will respond to PMs with any questions. Thanks. Good luck! You can find details here: https://www.dndbeyond.com/forums/d-d-beyond-general/play-by-post/41173-the-aftermath-coliseum-of-conquest )
(P.S. OPs are up to date. Let me know if I missed anyone.)
Extended Signature
A hooded figure climbs a hill and sees the town of Sel'eman. "This is it, Jack, time for the real fun to begin!" he says in a raspy voice. He coughs and says "I guess it is, Damien."
Name: Jack/Damien (dual personality)
Race: Black Dragonborn
Class: Barbarian
Background: Psycopath (homebrew)
Growing up alone, Jack was once possessed when he was 6. He's had his alternate personality, Damien, since that event. Jack is usually timid, avoiding conflict and people. Damien is Jack's bad side, always looking for a fight. Damien comes out at the sight of violence, and Jack comes back after a while. Jack thought to come to Sel'eman to quench Damien's bloodlust.
ddb.ac/characters/44447132/VlYZKc
Immeral walks into the tavern a daze and sits down in the corner. A cloud of despair and confusion surrounds him.
Darius walked toward the arena to await his next match, examining his new shortsword.
"Patience," he finally said. "It'll take you a bit longer to finish someone off, so... that'll be yer name."
Sheathing the blade, he plucked all four of his daggers from their hiding spots on his person, and looked them over. He'd likely have serious need of these, if his last fight was any indication. He continued speaking.
"Yep, might as well elevate you lot to named status as well. Let's see here..." He ruminated over each blade in turn, starting with the ones of lowest quality.
"You don't look like you'll do much... you can be Hope. Yer twin isn't as banged up though; she can be Faith. Hmm... I really like the look of you. Joy it is! And you look nice enough that if I throw you I just might not get ya back. Hmm. Aaaah, that'll work! Love!" He barked a gravelly laugh at his own joke, then noticed someone watching him curiously. As he placed back his daggers, he turned to glare at the young fellow as he did, until he looked away and scurried off.
Now smiling, the pirate continued toward the arena.
Sterling - V. Human Bard 3 (College of Art) - [Pic] - [Traits] - in Bards: Dragon Heist (w/ Mansion) - Jasper's [Pic] - Sterling's [Sigil]
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An Avian covered in white with blue/green/purple highlights and tattoos and some bandaged and healing cuts walks into the shop that Darius is in and lets out a yelp of surprise. He says "How-What-Why-Funny seeing you here. Uhhhhhhhh How ya doin? Good luck in your next match. Nice daggers ya got there..." He then turns to the shopkeeper "Do you have any arrows?" Once he gets his answer he takes a quiver as well and tosses two gold pieces on the counter. He says 'Do ya want to go to the tavern and drink and chat a bit' rather nervously. He then goes to the tavern and bonks his head repetitively on the bar table when he sees Immerial. Afterwards he invites Immerial to join him/them once he gets finished bonking his head. "Tab's on me."
Helper of Create a World thread/Sedge is Chaotic Neutral/ Mega Yahtzee High: 34, Low: 14/I speak English, je me parle le Francais, agus Labhraim beagan Gaeilge
Dream of Days Lore Bard 9/Wizard 4 Baulder's Gate: Descent to Avernus (In Person/Over Zoom)
Saleadon Morgul Battle Smith Artificer 11 Tyranny of Dragons (In Person/Over Zoom)
Hurtharn Serpti Ghostslayer Blood Hunter 7 Spelljammer (Over Zoom)
Ex Sig
"Does anyone have advice on how to not be eliminated within 18 seconds?"
The fire giants made a gundam wheeeeee
If I run into you I also invite you, along with Vike and Leanea.
My advise is 'Hope you are on the side with the ranged people. After all, thats how you got downed, also remember your healing potions' I imagine that Merron would eventually be able to make a contraption that could immediately as a reaction heal themselves when the went down.
Helper of Create a World thread/Sedge is Chaotic Neutral/ Mega Yahtzee High: 34, Low: 14/I speak English, je me parle le Francais, agus Labhraim beagan Gaeilge
Dream of Days Lore Bard 9/Wizard 4 Baulder's Gate: Descent to Avernus (In Person/Over Zoom)
Saleadon Morgul Battle Smith Artificer 11 Tyranny of Dragons (In Person/Over Zoom)
Hurtharn Serpti Ghostslayer Blood Hunter 7 Spelljammer (Over Zoom)
Ex Sig