Harmond wears long gloves, long pants and a full sleeved shirt. His helmet hides the upper part of his face along with his hair. A thin dark colored cloth is wrapped around the lower part of his face. This attire makes it next to impossible for anyone to detect any of his physical features such as Hair, facial features eye color even skin tone. Dark green and gray are the dominant colors of his attire. Some small bits of his armor are elegantly colored in bright yellow. These were his colors while he was a member of Hell Patrol
Liam awoke and despaired as he had found that he was in the infirmary, healing from the loss of the match. There was no way he would be able to heal fast enough to make an excuse...Now he has to go to the forest.
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Liam the Weak: Level 4 Human Fighter - Trying to fight against his other personality, and constantly losing.
Aodh: Level 20 Half-Elf Cleric of Life - Not really. It's a strange being that had possessed and broke down a level 20 Cleric of Life Domain, gaining his knowledge and power.
"*****": Level 1 Tiefling Sorcerer - Her family is dead, and her will is broken. She follows orders so that those that command her will allow her to die.
Liam awakens in the Infirmary, and takes a moment to think to himself. He lost. He was all geared up, ready to change, ready to move on, and ready to hide from those he considers enemies again...He fought hard to prove it wasn't so long that he no longer could fight and win without that thing interfering, but this loss proved that he was weak and pathetic. Too weak to win without its help, and too pathetic to hide from HER brother.
He could hear it. Its breathing. It separated and emphasized on certain moments. Almost like...It was chuckling. It was laughing. It found his loss amusing. More than that, it found that Liam needed it. What was Liam's response? Was he frustrated? Angry? Sorrowful? Depressed? Was he trying to hold back any rage that was building up inside himself? Was he ready to blow up and tear into anything within arm's reach?
No.
He was scared.
Before all else, he was afraid that he'd snap and turn into a monster of a person. He was afraid of going off the deep end and becoming a true murderer, and lose himself along the way...but this was different. It wasn't just some voice similar to his own, or some delusion of another voice or even a separate personality. He wasn't sure of what it was mentally, but this chuckling felt different. It felt real, and alive, and sinister, and, worst of all, present. As if it was right behind him, placing its hand on his shoulder, leaning on him as it shook its head.
Liam is weak, pathetic, and scared. He's everything wonderful and beautiful in a mortal being...And he will be...
...
Liam awakens in the Infirmary, and takes a moment to think to himself. He lost. He was all geared up, ready to change, ready to move on, and ready to hide from those he considers enemies again...He fought hard to prove it wasn't so long that he no longer could fight and win without going mad, but this loss proved that he was weak and pathetic. Too weak to win without it, and too pathetic to hide from HER brother.
He has no other choice, but to go to the forest. Whether or not that man will be there, he doesn't know. But now he has to go.
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Liam the Weak: Level 4 Human Fighter - Trying to fight against his other personality, and constantly losing.
Aodh: Level 20 Half-Elf Cleric of Life - Not really. It's a strange being that had possessed and broke down a level 20 Cleric of Life Domain, gaining his knowledge and power.
"*****": Level 1 Tiefling Sorcerer - Her family is dead, and her will is broken. She follows orders so that those that command her will allow her to die.
The play begins and its wonderful. The performers clearly have been living in these roles for some time and the music is stirring, but its pretty clear that the stage and wardrobe budget is cheap.
"...A world turned upside down..." The cast sings.
If you have passive Perception of 15 or higher you notice...
a group of kids moving through the audience picking pockets.
(Roll if you want to notice more)
Banjo Man nosily finds a seat backstage but most of the cast and crew are too busy trying to get to their marks. Banjo, you mark that it's odd that there isn't any security. As soon as you notice this you hear a quiet commotion backstage. You see a visibly drunk road hand roughly handling a chorus girl.
"Get your hands off of me Bluto" the chorus girl's whispers fail to hide the alarm in her voice.
"C'mon baby, just this once.." Bluto takes a swig of his flask.
Morthos, a woman near the entrance with an air of authority lets you sign a form without giving you much chance to read it, not that you could in your state, as she hurries you off to join the battle.
"I feel more confident with each new match. Whether I've won or lost, I feel as though I have learned. Yet each new match is an exercise in what I can do. I feel the need to perform on a higher level than I may have previously..." Eider trails off quieting down not knowing how to end that thought gracefully.
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Eider, Level 13 Human Abjurer Wizard - Colosseum of Conquest (11W-3L) (Tougher than he looks)
Harmond mumbles, "I'm... Going to pretend that didn't happen."
Marvaraz walks over and shakes the tiefling awake "you ok sir"
Also what does Harmond look like it's his turn to get a nickname
Marvarax and Sora (Dragonborn) The retired fighter and WIP scholar - Glory
Brythel(Dwarf), The dwarf with a gun - survival at sea
Jaylin(Human), Paladin of Lathander's Ancient ways - The Seven Saints (Azura Claw)
Urselles(Goblin), Cleric of Eldath- The Wizard's challenge
Viclas Tyrin(Half Elf), Student of the Elven arts- Indrafatmoko's Defiance in Phlan
"Huhmmm? Oh boy did I sign? Had it happened already?.." leans in to this stranger and whispers "did I win?"
Liam awoke and despaired as he had found that he was in the infirmary, healing from the loss of the match. There was no way he would be able to heal fast enough to make an excuse...Now he has to go to the forest.
Liam the Weak: Level 4 Human Fighter - Trying to fight against his other personality, and constantly losing.
Aodh: Level 20 Half-Elf Cleric of Life - Not really. It's a strange being that had possessed and broke down a level 20 Cleric of Life Domain, gaining his knowledge and power.
"*****": Level 1 Tiefling Sorcerer - Her family is dead, and her will is broken. She follows orders so that those that command her will allow her to die.
"no, all you did was walk in and pass out"
Marvarax and Sora (Dragonborn) The retired fighter and WIP scholar - Glory
Brythel(Dwarf), The dwarf with a gun - survival at sea
Jaylin(Human), Paladin of Lathander's Ancient ways - The Seven Saints (Azura Claw)
Urselles(Goblin), Cleric of Eldath- The Wizard's challenge
Viclas Tyrin(Half Elf), Student of the Elven arts- Indrafatmoko's Defiance in Phlan
Nykkan decides that he is going to spend the day carousing
Nykkan Fharngnarthnost: Dragonborn Monk (4)...Coliseum of Conquest (3) {1W-6L} [Brewer]
Hans Stormsong: Human Monk (1)...Colosseum of Conquest (3) {0W-1L}
Banjo Man watches a play.
Exciting stuff man
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1
Grianne reply's to Eldin at the theater Which story are they going to tell ?
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 12 (8W-4L)- - Coliseum of Conquest: Master of Faerie Fire. Just don't ask her to spell it.
Grianne Wildpaw: Wood Elf Druid level 6 (2W-1L)- - Coliseum Reborn : Master of a Myriad of forms.
Runt, the Stormchosen: Half-Orc barbarian level 5 -- The Guild
Tomoe Gozen: Human Fighter Samurai level 5 -- Cronero (Solo Campaign)
(Is Keneux going to sing for us?)
Extended Signature
(The sight of Banjo Man calmly watching a play is something completely bizarre and unexpected.)
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1
Liam awakens in the Infirmary, and takes a moment to think to himself. He lost. He was all geared up, ready to change, ready to move on, and ready to hide from those he considers enemies again...He fought hard to prove it wasn't so long that he no longer could fight and win without that thing interfering, but this loss proved that he was weak and pathetic. Too weak to win without its help, and too pathetic to hide from HER brother.
He could hear it. Its breathing. It separated and emphasized on certain moments. Almost like...It was chuckling. It was laughing. It found his loss amusing. More than that, it found that Liam needed it. What was Liam's response? Was he frustrated? Angry? Sorrowful? Depressed? Was he trying to hold back any rage that was building up inside himself? Was he ready to blow up and tear into anything within arm's reach?
No.
He was scared.
Before all else, he was afraid that he'd snap and turn into a monster of a person. He was afraid of going off the deep end and becoming a true murderer, and lose himself along the way...but this was different. It wasn't just some voice similar to his own, or some delusion of another voice or even a separate personality. He wasn't sure of what it was mentally, but this chuckling felt different. It felt real, and alive, and sinister, and, worst of all, present. As if it was right behind him, placing its hand on his shoulder, leaning on him as it shook its head.
Liam is weak, pathetic, and scared. He's everything wonderful and
beautiful in a mortal being...And he will be......
Liam awakens in the Infirmary, and takes a moment to think to himself. He lost. He was all geared up, ready to change, ready to move on, and ready to hide from those he considers enemies again...He fought hard to prove it wasn't so long that he no longer could fight and win without going mad, but this loss proved that he was weak and pathetic. Too weak to win without it, and too pathetic to hide from HER brother.
He has no other choice, but to go to the forest. Whether or not that man will be there, he doesn't know. But now he has to go.
Liam the Weak: Level 4 Human Fighter - Trying to fight against his other personality, and constantly losing.
Aodh: Level 20 Half-Elf Cleric of Life - Not really. It's a strange being that had possessed and broke down a level 20 Cleric of Life Domain, gaining his knowledge and power.
"*****": Level 1 Tiefling Sorcerer - Her family is dead, and her will is broken. She follows orders so that those that command her will allow her to die.
"Ohhhu well. Could you point me in the direction of were to sign, kind sir?"
(What does Mavaraz look like?)
Shmitty Jackson finds a spot on the rooftop near the open air theater and watches the play unfold below.
I got alot a doods
The play begins and its wonderful. The performers clearly have been living in these roles for some time and the music is stirring, but its pretty clear that the stage and wardrobe budget is cheap.
"...A world turned upside down..." The cast sings.
If you have passive Perception of 15 or higher you notice...
a group of kids moving through the audience picking pockets.
(Roll if you want to notice more)
Banjo Man nosily finds a seat backstage but most of the cast and crew are too busy trying to get to their marks. Banjo, you mark that it's odd that there isn't any security. As soon as you notice this you hear a quiet commotion backstage. You see a visibly drunk road hand roughly handling a chorus girl.
"Get your hands off of me Bluto" the chorus girl's whispers fail to hide the alarm in her voice.
"C'mon baby, just this once.." Bluto takes a swig of his flask.
"I said No! Let me go!" The chorus girl replies.
I got alot a doods
"Begone, drunkard, for I am death himself! Your soul is mine to take!"
Intimidation
18
Walton Gibson - Human Cleric, Level 1
Morthos, a woman near the entrance with an air of authority lets you sign a form without giving you much chance to read it, not that you could in your state, as she hurries you off to join the battle.
Extended Signature
"Ok im in! Oh am i going? now already, do i get prep time?, this feels awfully rushed?..."
Morthos looks a little concerned: "Maybe ill come by next time, wouldnt wanna, ok im here...."
Morthos looks over at the crowd above and moves over to the other contenders (Level 1 bois).
"I feel more confident with each new match. Whether I've won or lost, I feel as though I have learned. Yet each new match is an exercise in what I can do. I feel the need to perform on a higher level than I may have previously..." Eider trails off quieting down not knowing how to end that thought gracefully.
Eider, Level 13 Human Abjurer Wizard - Colosseum of Conquest (11W-3L) (Tougher than he looks)
Eldin's Passive Perception is 14 so he doesn't notice the pickpockets.