Walking back to the inn, Bo spots Tharadin and a Towering Half-Orc walking back to the inn surprised to see that them heading back in the same direction with their transportation secured. Walking up to them asks "Looks like you were able to get the farmer to lower his prices; I'm fairly inept when it comes to the art of haggling."(followed by a sheepish chuckle) Looking up at Ton (A new experience for the very tall Warforged) she asks "A-And are you apart of Dao's group as well?"
Enters and says telepathically to Morax: "I'm sorry I'm late. I understand someone with my expertise might be useful on someone's errand. Would it be you who I am to see Mr. Morax?". This is coming from a medium-sized gelatinous cube with a sword and some loose change suspended in it.
Enters and says telepathically to Morax: "I'm sorry I'm late. I understand someone with my expertise might be useful on someone's errand. Would it be you who I am to see Mr. Morax?". This is coming from a medium-sized gelatinous cube with a sword and some loose change suspended in it.
Age: 40 years free of the larger cube, the age of his ooze is unknown
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Zodiac: rat
Stats: Ability scores: 111112111316
Perk: 1 Strong, permanent +2 to STR. You May also use two-handed weapons with one hand without rolling disadvantage.
Shortcoming: 3 Sickly, Permanent -2 to CON. Diseases and Poisons Ignore any resistances and immunity you have, and affect you as if you don't have them.
Fear: 31 Phasmophobia (fear of ghosts)
Background: Archaeologist- Found himself conscious and interested in his surroundings. Set out to explore new places.
Age: 40 years free of the larger cube, the age of his ooze is unknown
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Zodiac: rat
Stats: Ability scores: 111112111316
Perk: 1 Strong, permanent +2 to STR. You May also use two-handed weapons with one hand without rolling disadvantage.
Shortcoming: 3 Sickly, Permanent -2 to CON. Diseases and Poisons Ignore any resistances and immunity you have, and affect you as if you don't have them.
Fear: 31 Phasmophobia (fear of ghosts)
Background: Archaeologist- Found himself conscious and interested in his surroundings. Set out to explore new places.
Ton walks up with one of the pack mules, ties it to the hitching post outside, and is greeted by Bo.
"Well, actually, I didnt haggle. I actually gave the man a bit more gold than needed. Seeing as we were all given 500 pieces each, or at least I did. I figured I would use my share to secure us transport." He said with a bit of a shrug
"Yes, I am part of the Dao group and my name is Ton. It is a pleasure to meet you all..."
Tons eyes fall on the Tabaxi and he begins to sweat and his light stone blue tan face goes pale. He knew it, he just knew that the Tabaxi was part of this group. Ton freezes and his mind goes blank, breath short and shallow. He stops and focuses on the warforged, trying his best to keep it together.
"I uh." He stammers
. " I mean, what is you name lass? Maybe we should all uh" Ton pulls on his collar
"Go around and introduce ourselves"
Ton's voice cracks on the last word.
"My name is Ton, as im sure uh, some of you know. If you need help with anything heavy or uh, anything of that sort, just ask and I'll do my best." He says as he awkwardly grabs two sturdy looking seats, sets them side by side and then sits both on of them. Making sure to avert his gaze from the cat man.
((at first I left everything with the farmer to pick up and pack onto later but due to incongruity with Bo's greeting I will change it a bit))
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Ton walks up with one of the pack mules, ties it to the hitching post outside, and is greeted by Bo.
"Well, actually, I didnt haggle. I actually gave the man a bit more gold than needed. Seeing as we were all given 500 pieces each, or at least I did. I figured I would use my share to secure us transport." He said with a bit of a shrug
"Yes, I am part of the Dao group and my name is Ton. It is a pleasure to meet you all..."
Tons eyes fall on the Tabaxi and he begins to sweat and his light stone blue tan face goes pale. He knew it, he just knew that the Tabaxi was part of this group. Ton freezes and his mind goes blank, breath short and shallow. He stops and focuses on the warforged, trying his best to keep it together.
"I uh." He stammers
. " I mean, what is you name lass? Maybe we should all uh" Ton pulls on his collar
"Go around and introduce ourselves"
Ton's voice cracks on the last word.
"My name is Ton, as im sure uh, some of you know. If you need help with anything heavy or uh, anything of that sort, just ask and I'll do my best." He says as he awkwardly grabs two sturdy looking seats, sets them side by side and then sits both on of them. Making sure to avert his gaze from the cat man.
((at first I left everything with the farmer to pick up and pack onto later but due to incongruity with Bo's greeting I will change it a bit))
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Walking back to the inn, Bo spots Tharadin and a Towering Half-Orc walking back to the inn surprised to see that them heading back in the same direction with their transportation secured. Walking up to them asks "Looks like you were able to get the farmer to lower his prices; I'm fairly inept when it comes to the art of haggling." (followed by a sheepish chuckle) Looking up at Ton (A new experience for the very tall Warforged) she asks "A-And are you apart of Dao's group as well?"
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"okay, I guess. the names Jack Morax, though I go by Morax." he sits down and waits.
Only in death does duty end.
Name : Dr. Gimble
Race & Class: Gelatinous Cube, Rogue (The Revived)
Age: 40 years free of a larger cube, but the age of its ooze is unknown.
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Zodiac: (choose an Animal from the Chinese Zodiac, do not pick one someone else has chosen)
Stats: (free 18), 12, 15, 10, 12, 11
Perk: 8. Swift, you have add an additional 10ft to your base movement.
Shortcoming: 6. Ugly, Permanent -2 to CHA. Permanent Disadvantage on CHA checks and saves.
Fear: 7-8. Astraphobia (Fear of lightning)
Background: Archaeologist
https://www.dndbeyond.com/sheet-pdfs/ejmoss2_28236577.pdf
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"Why do we fight? That is the question of war"
I didn't realize there was a way to use the dice roller in character creation.
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"Why do we fight? That is the question of war"
17
got it thanks
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"Why do we fight? That is the question of war"
Enters and says telepathically to Morax: "I'm sorry I'm late. I understand someone with my expertise might be useful on someone's errand. Would it be you who I am to see Mr. Morax?". This is coming from a medium-sized gelatinous cube with a sword and some loose change suspended in it.
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"Why do we fight? That is the question of war"
Introduces himself as Dr. Gimble.
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"Why do we fight? That is the question of war"
ok im working on it :)
Name : Dr. Gimble
Race & Class: Gelatinous Cube, Rogue
Age: 40 years free of the larger cube, the age of his ooze is unknown
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Zodiac: (choose an Animal from the Chinese Zodiac, do not pick one someone else has chosen)
Stats: Ability scores: 16 9 10 11 11 6
Perk: 1
Shortcoming: 2
Fear: 64
Background: Archaeologist- Found himself conscious and interested in his surroundings. Set out to explore new places.
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Name : Dr. Gimble
Race & Class: Gelatinous Cube, Rogue
Age: 40 years free of the larger cube, the age of his ooze is unknown
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Zodiac: rat
Stats: Ability scores: 11 11 12 11 13 16
Perk: 1 Strong, permanent +2 to STR. You May also use two-handed weapons with one hand without rolling disadvantage.
Shortcoming: 3 Sickly, Permanent -2 to CON. Diseases and Poisons Ignore any resistances and immunity you have, and affect you as if you don't have them.
Fear: 31 Phasmophobia (fear of ghosts)
Background: Archaeologist- Found himself conscious and interested in his surroundings. Set out to explore new places.
https://www.dndbeyond.com/sheet-pdfs/ejmoss2_28236577.pdf
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"Why do we fight? That is the question of war"
Ton walks up with one of the pack mules, ties it to the hitching post outside, and is greeted by Bo.
"Well, actually, I didnt haggle. I actually gave the man a bit more gold than needed. Seeing as we were all given 500 pieces each, or at least I did. I figured I would use my share to secure us transport." He said with a bit of a shrug
"Yes, I am part of the Dao group and my name is Ton. It is a pleasure to meet you all..."
Tons eyes fall on the Tabaxi and he begins to sweat and his light stone blue tan face goes pale. He knew it, he just knew that the Tabaxi was part of this group. Ton freezes and his mind goes blank, breath short and shallow. He stops and focuses on the warforged, trying his best to keep it together.
"I uh." He stammers
. " I mean, what is you name lass? Maybe we should all uh" Ton pulls on his collar
"Go around and introduce ourselves"
Ton's voice cracks on the last word.
"My name is Ton, as im sure uh, some of you know. If you need help with anything heavy or uh, anything of that sort, just ask and I'll do my best." He says as he awkwardly grabs two sturdy looking seats, sets them side by side and then sits both on of them. Making sure to avert his gaze from the cat man.
((at first I left everything with the farmer to pick up and pack onto later but due to incongruity with Bo's greeting I will change it a bit))
Drow enthusiast
Lover of lore and magic.
-The White Crow-
(smooth)
Only in death does duty end.
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"Why do we fight? That is the question of war"