You walk into the dining hall you were in before, then, instead of turning right into the workshop hall, Kenobius leads you left into the military hall Justinius mentioned earlier.
Weapons and armor are hung on the walls as soldiers scurry past your party, occasionally shooting Kenobius a smile.
"We share a common hatred of Cassius which ignites a want to fight him and the Romans."
(OOC: Insight on Kenobius. What does he think of us, is he holding anything back? Rolled an 11 in character sheet)
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Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
Kenobius leads you out of the room and down the hallway you took to come to the council room. “Iraneus, how come Highus Priestus hates you so much? And the rest of you. Why do you want to fight?”
"Would you like the full story or just an introduction? Highus Priestus and I go way back, back when I was still a respected member of the church. We always had our differences, but we shared the same values so we usually got along - that is, until I was banished from the Order of Apollo. I can't help my drinking problem, but he didn't understand, and we have despised each other since." Iraneus shakes his head. "He's stubborn and stuck up, is what he is. Can't see over his own ego. But if I must, I will work with him for the good of Pax Romana."
You walk into the dining hall you were in before, then, instead of turning right into the workshop hall, Kenobius leads you left into the military hall Justinius mentioned earlier.
Weapons and armor are hung on the walls as soldiers scurry past your party, occasionally shooting Kenobius a smile.
"We share a common hatred of Cassius which ignites a want to fight him and the Romans."
(OOC: Insight on Kenobius. What does he think of us, is he holding anything back? Rolled an 11 in character sheet)
"Yes. I do too. I am always happy to see more people fight against Cassius."
To you, Kenobius seems very genuine with his words.
You walk into the dining hall you were in before, then, instead of turning right into the workshop hall, Kenobius leads you left into the military hall Justinius mentioned earlier.
Weapons and armor are hung on the walls as soldiers scurry past your party, occasionally shooting Kenobius a smile.
"We share a common hatred of Cassius which ignites a want to fight him and the Romans."
(OOC: Insight on Kenobius. What does he think of us, is he holding anything back? Rolled an 11 in character sheet)
"Yes. I do too. I am always happy to see more people fight against Cassius."
To you, Kenobius seems very genuine with his words.
"I know that the Pax Romana fights against Cassius's regime - but how do you do that? Sabotage, munitions, murder?" Quil grins gleefully as he lists some of his favorite things.
"Will we also be equipped with weapons? I have some, but it appears that these I see here would be more fitting." He stares at rows and rows of daggers like a child at a toy store, unable to look away from his favorite objects.
"As you can see, we are preparing for battle to free us from Cassius' reign of terror. We have also been inwardly sabatoging the regime almost since its very beginning. If fighting is what you want to do, I'm sure Quintus will be happy to have you in his ranks."
"As you can see, we are preparing for battle to free us from Cassius' reign of terror. We have also been inwardly sabatoging the regime almost since its very beginning. If fighting is what you want to do, I'm sure Quintus will be happy to have you in his ranks."
(OOC: HAHAHAHAHA ITS GONNA BE ASSASSIN TIME)
"I would be honored. Do you have a job that involves assassination?" Quil still stares at the daggers while he says this.
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Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
“I’d assume that you would talk to Quintus about that. You met him earlier in the council room. For now, however, I think we should heal your friend.”
You come to an open room lined with a few medical beds. Kenobius goes up to a desk at the left of the room. A female halfling looks over the counter, standing on a few large books. “Sage Kenobius! What brings you to the medical wing?”
”I brought my friend here. Why don’t you tell her what happened, Kevinus. I am pretty clueless myself.”
"So, after trekking to Athens, I came upon a small motel. Because I was weary, I walked in and asked the motel-owner how much a small room for one night would be. After confirming the price, I paid him, took the key, and went up to my room. Once I located the room number, I took out the key to the room, and unlocked the door. Then, I walked inside the room. The room was a small first story room, consisting of a small cot, a wash basin, and a window."
"So, after trekking to Athens, I came upon a small motel. Because I was weary, I walked in and asked the motel-owner how much a small room for one night would be. After confirming the price, I paid him, took the key, and went up to my room. Once I located the room number, I took out the key to the room, and unlocked the door. Then, I walked inside the room. The room was a small first story room, consisting of a small cot, a wash basin, and a window."
OOC: I'm not done yet.
(OOC: Uh-oh...)
"Iraneus. Should we use Kevinus's power in battle? Just get him talking while we decapitate our enemies?"
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Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
"After setting down my things, I settled down on the bed, and closed my eyes. After a while, the sun, glinting off my daggers woke me. As soon as I woke up, I looked around, keeping my guard up."
"As soon as I secured my surroundings, I collected my stuff, and went out for a drink. I asked around, and soon found out that there was a nearby tavern. Once I got to the tavern, I walked in, ready to pick a fight or make a new friend. It seems I did both. I was seated at a table, peacefully drinking some ale, when some Roman brutes came in and started harassing the tavern owner. I knew I couldn't let that poor man suffer, so I started a fight with them. It was a truly horrible thing, one of the Romans stabbed me when the fight was already over."
"As soon as I secured my surroundings, I collected my stuff, and went out for a drink. I asked around, and soon found out that there was a nearby tavern. Once I got to the tavern, I walked in, ready to pick a fight or make a new friend. It seems I did both. I was seated at a table, peacefully drinking some ale, when some Roman brutes came in and started harassing the tavern owner. I knew I couldn't let that poor man suffer, so I started a fight with them. It was a truly horrible thing, one of the Romans stabbed me when the fight was already over."
(OOC: YAP)
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Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
The halfling has her head on her desk, staring blankly at Kevinus. 5 or so seconds after Kevinus finishes his yapathon, her head suddenly jerks up. “Yes. So you just got stabbed? No magic involved or anything?”
"We can heal you right now then." She beckons over a cleric and, after a moment, a male dwarf arrives. He casts Cure Wounds, laying his hands on your wound. You heal 1d8+1 HP.
"Yes, I can show you to your rooms now," Kenobius leads you back down the hall you came, but taking one different turn. He leads you to a room that seems to be fit for two soldiers. The only furniture in the room is a bunk bed on one side. "For now, you will be staying in the barracks. There are three rooms, and four of you. Divide amongst yourselves."
"Yes, I can show you to your rooms now," Kenobius leads you back down the hall you came, but taking one different turn. He leads you to a room that seems to be fit for two soldiers. The only furniture in the room is a bunk bed on one side. "For now, you will be staying in the barracks. There are three rooms, and four of you. Divide amongst yourselves."
"We share a common hatred of Cassius which ignites a want to fight him and the Romans."
(OOC: Insight on Kenobius. What does he think of us, is he holding anything back? Rolled an 11 in character sheet)
Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
Extended sig here.
DM: Westeros - A Homebrew D&D Campaign, Liquid Swords - A Historical Wuxia Campaign
Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
"Are you sure that you want to cast fireball?" - me, just before the wizard kills the entire party
"Would you like the full story or just an introduction? Highus Priestus and I go way back, back when I was still a respected member of the church. We always had our differences, but we shared the same values so we usually got along - that is, until I was banished from the Order of Apollo. I can't help my drinking problem, but he didn't understand, and we have despised each other since." Iraneus shakes his head. "He's stubborn and stuck up, is what he is. Can't see over his own ego. But if I must, I will work with him for the good of Pax Romana."
"Yes. I do too. I am always happy to see more people fight against Cassius."
To you, Kenobius seems very genuine with his words.
ducks are cool
DM: Pax Romana - A Historical Homebrew Campaign
"I know that the Pax Romana fights against Cassius's regime - but how do you do that? Sabotage, munitions, murder?" Quil grins gleefully as he lists some of his favorite things.
"Will we also be equipped with weapons? I have some, but it appears that these I see here would be more fitting." He stares at rows and rows of daggers like a child at a toy store, unable to look away from his favorite objects.
Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
Extended sig here.
DM: Westeros - A Homebrew D&D Campaign, Liquid Swords - A Historical Wuxia Campaign
Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
"Are you sure that you want to cast fireball?" - me, just before the wizard kills the entire party
"As you can see, we are preparing for battle to free us from Cassius' reign of terror. We have also been inwardly sabatoging the regime almost since its very beginning. If fighting is what you want to do, I'm sure Quintus will be happy to have you in his ranks."
ducks are cool
DM: Pax Romana - A Historical Homebrew Campaign
(OOC: HAHAHAHAHA ITS GONNA BE ASSASSIN TIME)
"I would be honored. Do you have a job that involves assassination?" Quil still stares at the daggers while he says this.
Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
Extended sig here.
DM: Westeros - A Homebrew D&D Campaign, Liquid Swords - A Historical Wuxia Campaign
Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
"Are you sure that you want to cast fireball?" - me, just before the wizard kills the entire party
“I’d assume that you would talk to Quintus about that. You met him earlier in the council room. For now, however, I think we should heal your friend.”
You come to an open room lined with a few medical beds. Kenobius goes up to a desk at the left of the room. A female halfling looks over the counter, standing on a few large books. “Sage Kenobius! What brings you to the medical wing?”
”I brought my friend here. Why don’t you tell her what happened, Kevinus. I am pretty clueless myself.”
ducks are cool
DM: Pax Romana - A Historical Homebrew Campaign
"So, after trekking to Athens, I came upon a small motel. Because I was weary, I walked in and asked the motel-owner how much a small room for one night would be. After confirming the price, I paid him, took the key, and went up to my room. Once I located the room number, I took out the key to the room, and unlocked the door. Then, I walked inside the room. The room was a small first story room, consisting of a small cot, a wash basin, and a window."
OOC: I'm not done yet.
(OOC: Uh-oh...)
"Iraneus. Should we use Kevinus's power in battle? Just get him talking while we decapitate our enemies?"
Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
Extended sig here.
DM: Westeros - A Homebrew D&D Campaign, Liquid Swords - A Historical Wuxia Campaign
Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
"Are you sure that you want to cast fireball?" - me, just before the wizard kills the entire party
"After setting down my things, I settled down on the bed, and closed my eyes. After a while, the sun, glinting off my daggers woke me. As soon as I woke up, I looked around, keeping my guard up."
"As soon as I secured my surroundings, I collected my stuff, and went out for a drink. I asked around, and soon found out that there was a nearby tavern. Once I got to the tavern, I walked in, ready to pick a fight or make a new friend. It seems I did both. I was seated at a table, peacefully drinking some ale, when some Roman brutes came in and started harassing the tavern owner. I knew I couldn't let that poor man suffer, so I started a fight with them. It was a truly horrible thing, one of the Romans stabbed me when the fight was already over."
(OOC: YAP)
Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
Extended sig here.
DM: Westeros - A Homebrew D&D Campaign, Liquid Swords - A Historical Wuxia Campaign
Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
"Are you sure that you want to cast fireball?" - me, just before the wizard kills the entire party
The halfling has her head on her desk, staring blankly at Kevinus. 5 or so seconds after Kevinus finishes his yapathon, her head suddenly jerks up. “Yes. So you just got stabbed? No magic involved or anything?”
ducks are cool
DM: Pax Romana - A Historical Homebrew Campaign
"No, I don't think so. It was just a plain old spear. Nothing major."
"We can heal you right now then." She beckons over a cleric and, after a moment, a male dwarf arrives. He casts Cure Wounds, laying his hands on your wound. You heal 1d8+1 HP.
ducks are cool
DM: Pax Romana - A Historical Homebrew Campaign
"Goody goody goody" Kevinus mutters to himself, "Much thanks to y'all, could you show me to my room now?"
(OOC: What was your 1d8+1?)
ducks are cool
DM: Pax Romana - A Historical Homebrew Campaign
"Yes, I can show you to your rooms now," Kenobius leads you back down the hall you came, but taking one different turn. He leads you to a room that seems to be fit for two soldiers. The only furniture in the room is a bunk bed on one side. "For now, you will be staying in the barracks. There are three rooms, and four of you. Divide amongst yourselves."
ducks are cool
DM: Pax Romana - A Historical Homebrew Campaign
"I'll take the lower one."
Religious frisbee player, writer and goofball. Some may say professional for the latter.
Extended sig here.
DM: Westeros - A Homebrew D&D Campaign, Liquid Swords - A Historical Wuxia Campaign
Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
"Are you sure that you want to cast fireball?" - me, just before the wizard kills the entire party
"I'll take the top bunk then."
OOC: 6+1