The party will be assigned 4 gods/demons, and will change depending on what happens. This will be a elite group, and will not always stay with the crusade. The gods/demons that will be part of the party at the start are:
Visaroth
Atriax
Infinia
Shinjiola
Before people get a bit confused about Atriax. Atriax was originally the God of Healing, but discovered that the old leader of the gods was manipulating all and lying as well. It robelled against the gods, but was cast out into a hidden realm of hell. He discovered that he also had power of pain, and in some ways, death. This is a basic backstory on him. More will be revealed later
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Name one time I havent played a stealth like character that also isn't an elf.
Before we begin a basic greeting and gathering everybody together, does anybody have any questions about what will be happening, or anything in general?
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Name one time I havent played a stealth like character that also isn't an elf.
This may be something spoiler-related, but are we implied to know each others' characters already, or will we meet for the first time when we start the campaign?
The Citadel, home to the gods, was filled to the very great walls with adventures craving to join the Mighty Crusade. Various races filled the streets, all pushing to get to the famous Throne of The Gods. All had heard the Gods summons, but few had received the individual summons. While all were trying to cram into the Throne of The Gods, a secret meeting was being held in the deepest and most ancient part of the Throne, the Heart of The World.
5 Chosen of the Realm had been invited to this sacred location, to discus their potential roles for the future of their world. The meeting was being held in a room unlike anything the 5 had seen. The walls were made of a material that could not be probed by magic, shinned with white light and looked indestructible. 5 chairs filled the back of the room, made of the same material as the walls. It was unlike anything they had ever seen. It was as soft as silk to the senses, and when was sat on, molded to the perfect shape for ultimate comfort, but it was as sturdy as a dragons' scales.
A figure walked into the room. A robe of the night sky covered most of her figure, but it was clearly feminine. Her eyes were like looking into the cosmos, and her hair raven black. She walked to the center of the room.
'Welcome Heroes,' She greeted, her voice a symphony of the greatest type. 'I am Spetria, Goddess of Space. If you could please all introduce yourselves, so that we are all on even terms, and then begin this meeting.'
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"I'm Rozur." The Aarakocra grunts, arms crossed. His feathers are a deep forest green, a flare of colorful plumage coming from the back of his head, and the feathers on his face vibrant reds and yellows. he has a long, hooked, black beak. His wings are open, and he looks tensed to move quickly if need be.
A small four foot tall, strikingly beautiful and vivacious female with a slender well-toned nubile physique and a perfectly-kept mane of long raven-black hair (with an odd stripe of white over an eye) hangs tightly around her face gracefully... strides into the room. Her skin is the warm white of a pearl while her eyes are a dazzling and seductive pale blue. Dressed in glamoured studded leather... stylish and elegant but revealing marking her as a Houri-witch. A coiled whip hangs on one side of the hip, a small curved ceremonial dagger on the other side.
She stops and bows politely, her eyes downcast before those at the table, and speaks in a delicate honey-sweet voice, "I am theLady Lilitu al'Ghul..."
Septria response to Rozur, a bit taken back from the comment. 'Never. It is just that I rarely visit this realm,' Septria turns to Lilitu 'Welcome my lady'
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A man steps forward in a rough brown cloak and leather armor. 6'-4" tall and lean with suntanned skin, Brown unkempt hair, and Blue eyes. A sad and haunted look about him. A longbow and several blades are visible. "I am Magol Belthor. I kill. It is all I know. Point me in the right direction."
A short man in patched clothes and leather armor steps forwards. He has a plain face, tan, scruffy black hair, but his brown eyes seem to dance with mischief. A rapier hangs at his belt, and a dulcimer on his back.
He starts into what appears to be a rehearsed line, spreading his arms wide with a smile.
IF there is still room....
Magol Belthor
Fighter / Assassin with Criminal background - Human
A former contract killer / murderer seeking redemption.
Ability scores: 11 9 9 17 15 15
Welcome Magol Belthor! There is still room! Nice character too.
Name one time I havent played a stealth like character that also isn't an elf.
The party will be assigned 4 gods/demons, and will change depending on what happens. This will be a elite group, and will not always stay with the crusade. The gods/demons that will be part of the party at the start are:
Visaroth
Atriax
Infinia
Shinjiola
Before people get a bit confused about Atriax. Atriax was originally the God of Healing, but discovered that the old leader of the gods was manipulating all and lying as well. It robelled against the gods, but was cast out into a hidden realm of hell. He discovered that he also had power of pain, and in some ways, death. This is a basic backstory on him. More will be revealed later
Name one time I havent played a stealth like character that also isn't an elf.
Before we begin a basic greeting and gathering everybody together, does anybody have any questions about what will be happening, or anything in general?
Name one time I havent played a stealth like character that also isn't an elf.
This may be something spoiler-related, but are we implied to know each others' characters already, or will we meet for the first time when we start the campaign?
And that's all I have to say about that.
You do not know each other yet, it would create to many problems with backstory and stuff.
Name one time I havent played a stealth like character that also isn't an elf.
I took 11 levels in bard, 2 in warlock (the fiend), 1 in cleric (I want to do knowledge but I don't have access), and 1 rogue.
I have seen this and it is okay.
Name one time I havent played a stealth like character that also isn't an elf.
Do you want us to multiply our starting gold by 15?
Sure.
Name one time I havent played a stealth like character that also isn't an elf.
Anyway, let us begin!
The Citadel, home to the gods, was filled to the very great walls with adventures craving to join the Mighty Crusade. Various races filled the streets, all pushing to get to the famous Throne of The Gods. All had heard the Gods summons, but few had received the individual summons. While all were trying to cram into the Throne of The Gods, a secret meeting was being held in the deepest and most ancient part of the Throne, the Heart of The World.
5 Chosen of the Realm had been invited to this sacred location, to discus their potential roles for the future of their world. The meeting was being held in a room unlike anything the 5 had seen. The walls were made of a material that could not be probed by magic, shinned with white light and looked indestructible. 5 chairs filled the back of the room, made of the same material as the walls. It was unlike anything they had ever seen. It was as soft as silk to the senses, and when was sat on, molded to the perfect shape for ultimate comfort, but it was as sturdy as a dragons' scales.
A figure walked into the room. A robe of the night sky covered most of her figure, but it was clearly feminine. Her eyes were like looking into the cosmos, and her hair raven black. She walked to the center of the room.
'Welcome Heroes,' She greeted, her voice a symphony of the greatest type. 'I am Spetria, Goddess of Space. If you could please all introduce yourselves, so that we are all on even terms, and then begin this meeting.'
Name one time I havent played a stealth like character that also isn't an elf.
I am Taliesin Andrelus, mortal of music, magic, and other talents.
''Welcome Taliesin' Spetria responses
Name one time I havent played a stealth like character that also isn't an elf.
"I'm Rozur." The Aarakocra grunts, arms crossed. His feathers are a deep forest green, a flare of colorful plumage coming from the back of his head, and the feathers on his face vibrant reds and yellows. he has a long, hooked, black beak. His wings are open, and he looks tensed to move quickly if need be.
'Welcome Rozur, it has been some time since I have seen a Aarakocra in person.' Spetria greets
Name one time I havent played a stealth like character that also isn't an elf.
"Guess my people aren't that populous." He grinds out, seemingly trying to make small talk...?
A small four foot tall, strikingly beautiful and vivacious female with a slender well-toned nubile physique and a perfectly-kept mane of long raven-black hair (with an odd stripe of white over an eye) hangs tightly around her face gracefully... strides into the room. Her skin is the warm white of a pearl while her eyes are a dazzling and seductive pale blue. Dressed in glamoured studded leather... stylish and elegant but revealing marking her as a Houri-witch. A coiled whip hangs on one side of the hip, a small curved ceremonial dagger on the other side.
She stops and bows politely, her eyes downcast before those at the table, and speaks in a delicate honey-sweet voice, "I am the Lady Lilitu al'Ghul..."
Septria response to Rozur, a bit taken back from the comment. 'Never. It is just that I rarely visit this realm,' Septria turns to Lilitu 'Welcome my lady'
Name one time I havent played a stealth like character that also isn't an elf.
A man steps forward in a rough brown cloak and leather armor. 6'-4" tall and lean with suntanned skin, Brown unkempt hair, and Blue eyes. A sad and haunted look about him. A longbow and several blades are visible. "I am Magol Belthor. I kill. It is all I know. Point me in the right direction."
A short man in patched clothes and leather armor steps forwards. He has a plain face, tan, scruffy black hair, but his brown eyes seem to dance with mischief. A rapier hangs at his belt, and a dulcimer on his back.
He starts into what appears to be a rehearsed line, spreading his arms wide with a smile.
"Hello, everyone, whether young or old-timer,
Pleased to meet you, I'm Roberto the Rhymer!"
And that's all I have to say about that.