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Jan 18, 2014 23:19:56 GMT
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Post by wayne on Jan 18, 2014 23:19:56 GMT
But do not call me poochie again, I am Adam, leader of the opal fang.
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Jan 21, 2014 4:19:26 GMT
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Post by Rashad on Jan 21, 2014 4:19:26 GMT
I am Gunthar Dragonrage, Iam the leader of the Dragonrage Clan... I bow to no man, creature living nor dead, and follow the teachings of Erastil... * you notice he does not squint in the sun like normal orc... around his eyes, under the skull battle mask you can see scars fron wear he challeneged the sun to a staring contest as a child and won. He did not bow to the sun then, though he isn't as accurate with ranged weapons as others would be....
He begins the slow training of a iron defender as his bladetooth and glidewing hunt for their meals.
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Mar 10, 2014 6:45:41 GMT
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Post by Rashad on Mar 10, 2014 6:45:41 GMT
After the minotuars were slain, Gunther uses expidious escavate to dig a grave for all of the bodies. He remains silent until he finishes and turns around with sadness in his eyes.
"Today, children have died. Minotuars have been slain by my hand. You all celebrate and I deeply saddened. You think me a beast. I am orc. You not understand orc, the woods, the earth or the plains. Kill, conqueor and destroy like the ones who the orc and allies have been fighting for five thousand years.
You ignore me cuss me orc, me green no pretty like flashy haird boy or paladin girl. You all run to slay minotuar cuss dead children. You seen the shadowy demons and the half-feind and not think they could be innocent like those children. As bard, you sing of plight of molemen. You all see wicked and evil but I say you see nothing of wicked or evil. I say you not understand the plight of the molemen cuss you not asee the plight of the world.
You grow up I fancy place, you travel through woods and places for months then go back through your fancy place. You think this is a hard journey. You not know why evil stalks these woods. You not know why unnatural beings thrive here. I do. I seen a face of evil that none of you can fathom.
You do job for gold, valor, fame, family or adventures but I do it to kill. I do it to kill and destroy all the unnatural that plague this planet. The think of darkness, the things of nightmares, the things of madness. Those things that my people have fought after a promise to Vvaraak, the black, the "scaled apostate" who sought orc kind to defend the world from the Daelkyr, the maddness. The beings the beings that twist flesh with a touch." He says as he removes him helm. "This "ugliness" was given to me after I seen my father Chief Dragonrage of the Gatekeepers of the Shadow Marshes struck down. Slaughtered by rhe Daelkyr spawn and I took his sword and defended my mother. They died for a five thousand year old promise we orc made to Vvaraak as we stood before the gate to Xoriat, the plane of maddness.
My parents sought aid from other druid sects because as we defended the world for five thousand years, as humans and elves built towering nations, we were hunted as dogs so they could build. We who kept the gates sealed turned to goblin, kooks, lycan, doppelganger, minotuar and any other "monster" that would help when humans and their like would not.
They fight war over marks and not realize the true enemy underneith them. They not realize the nature of the gates. The gates, natural places where our planet touches another plane as it revolves through the cosmos. Sometimes touching so completely you can walk from one world to the other. A gate such as this has been in the area for thousands of years but orc and minotuar has kept it sealed for generations. I not know which plane touches but I got good guess. Shadow demons can't cross over without help unlike other demons. Same help that could track us now.
I seen evil even more evil than those little stones. So you happy we kill minotuar, I wonder who corrupt them to attack humans when they lived here for so long and not fight humans. Strange bones lay on these grounds, I say something has made other planes touch this area too. But, me orc and not know spellbook" has says pointing at the Eldrich knight, " I not know big word or much history," he says pointing at Keene. "I not know path of righteous, of flare, of messengers, molemen, words and song, or anything you all do. I know monsters and I know the earth. I know she screams as these beings hurt her. When I fight I kill, I kill those unnatural. The orc and halfing sent envoys to teach me as I grew. Learned I did of my race not the beast that pretend to be orc and share their skin but hearts have been twisted. The beings that for five thousand years protected this planet from evil so vile it corrupts the soul with a touch. The evil that lives frozen in dragonshards in the planet. Those are the ones I will kill. I will find away and if your their then we will celebrate but till then I do not celebrate. We lose time, we need go or less the wolves at our backs catchup..."
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Mar 11, 2014 12:27:12 GMT
Post by thedarkestofangels on Mar 11, 2014 12:27:12 GMT
Alexandra listens to Gunter intently but grows increasingly annoyed with his ongoing pontification. Eventually, she addresses Gunter as soon as he finishes his speech.
"I've listened to you long enough." Alex angrily but calmly states as she addresses Gunter. "I've listened to you pontificate about all the things you know how to do this whole trip and all the incessant plans to protect our camp each and every night. When push came to shove, you murdered several of those mole people for no other reason than having had appeared in front of us and set off our alarm. You paid them for the crime on their terms and I think you're lucky that they chose to give you and the bard your respective freedom. Later on, we spent hours arguing about our sleeping arrangements out of some paranoia about the people following us were going to attack us in our sleep because apparently if they can't follow our tracks, they forget we exist at all and don't think to use their magic and skills. Further, had at least SOME of us slept in the Inn, we might have been able to save some of the people before or during the Minotaur's assault on the Inn and instead, we spent hours in a pointless discussion under the belief that we can't stick our necks out and allow danger to come to us and deal with it like we've been trained to do. When all the men and children were murdered by the Minotaurs, you tried all you could to convince us to stop and consider things from the side of the creatures that admitted to our face had done the deed when we did stop and allow you to communicate with them."
Alex stands up, righteously indignant and full of no small amount of anger. "Don't you sit there and talk about all the evil you've fought and all the innocents you've defended when you can't even control yourself. In the past few days, you've murdered innocents, hesitated in the face of some of the creatures that willingly and rampantly murdered innocents and nearly escaped justice, and you have shown such paranoia that I can't help but see it as walking a fine line between being overly cautious and being an outright coward. Nevermind that every stranger that passes our way suddenly finds you discussing all of our current plans and past deeds regardless of how many people tell you to keep all of that secret and how it would most likely compromise the security we need to maintain to do our jobs."
Despite being significantly less intimidating in size and stature, Alex approaches Gunter with no fear whatsoever, stopping only directly in front of him in an attempt to stare him down. "Despite your faults, I thought you were at least a stand up, good person, after your accomplishments during our last adventure. Lately, you've proven yourself to be reckless in more ways than one and a terrible judge of character that nearly allowed these evil creatures to get away with murder, not to mention a danger to the security of our charge far more than leaving open tracks of our passage for others to follow. Don't pretend to me that you have some deep philosophical understanding of the nature of good and evil when you can't even see it in front of your face. I can literally see the evil in someone when I choose to but I didn't even need to use my power when it was standing in front of me, laughing at us about their vile accomplishments."
"You know nothing of good and evil and the darkness that arises within the hearts of men. Your judgment has been passable at best and outright dangerous to our interests at worst."
Alex moved away from Gunter, sitting back down where she was before. Several moments of awkward silence passes before she speaks again. "If you don't shape up soon, you're going to land us all in serious danger."
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Mar 11, 2014 14:26:11 GMT
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Post by Rashad on Mar 11, 2014 14:26:11 GMT
Gunther looks at the girl, "yes, I know my wrongs. How does assassination fit in your god's moral code? Are you an assassin or are you a Holy Warrior? We all heard you on several attempts get confused by the two. We all nearly paid our lives with your fullery in the camp of the kobolds and in the rooms with the church of the silver flames. It was luck that he even accepted my challenge after you called claim to come and assassinate him. Otherwise we all would have been buried under mountains of kobolds and never would have gotten to him. I didn't see you sleep in the inn. You slept in comfort as those people died. The one who was being tracked refused to sleep as well. So none of us slept in the inn. We all shared in those deaths. You shared in that. You wish to be leader, then you do as you wish you lead from the pack. I scout ahead. Your no leader, you just look pretty, sneak around and speak eloquently but you don't accept your failures. You don't learn from them, you just throw them back and blame. No not every plan will work. Not every good idea is the best idea. Yes, it was my idea to sleep ourside of the inn. I hid the camp. I thought of flying back so they not know we here. As grisly as it sounds my plan worked. The dwarf stuffed a minotuar and they stuffed him as we slept. We all could see the inn. If you remember right my plan had us watching the inn along with ourselves and had someone in the inn. You can not tell me that 100 percent of the men and women in that inn were good or the minotuars were evil when one minotuar laughed at his accomplishments and one dwarf stuffed and boasted one of is. Human children's deaths are more important than the goblin children? You can tell me some of the children were innocent and some of the minotaurs were evil. You never went into the inn, they were my 'kind' of people. Whose idea was it to use light against the shadow demons by the knowledge of the plains? While you were in the woods and prolly ignored the bones that the reckless orc notice. Think of the families left after you murdered just to join a faction before you strived down a holy path? How many innocent lycans and changelings children die to the Silver Flame? Since you joined us, its kill them ask later. When it was a young one you let up your noose and asked questions. So your brand of just has a stipulation of race and age. Giant snakes like the one slain in town are unnatural and enlarged through arcane magic not through nature. Trolls sleeping on a road are natural. When you feel that your ready to kill me, assassin, I will let you know you are not and need to keep thinking. I lived all my life out of the city and in the swamps, woods and plains. We aren't in your territory now." He mutters before walking unobstructed through the thorny overgrowths and briars back to the mounts disappearing through the trees after a short distance. Behind the group a branch breaks and a light hiss alerts your ears as Argus sways to and fro as she brushes past the beings without a sound. Her beady eyes steady as she struts past Alexandria before breaking into a full sprint to follow her master through the dense foliage.
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Mar 12, 2014 14:13:14 GMT
Post by thedarkestofangels on Mar 12, 2014 14:13:14 GMT
As Gunter saunters away, Alex stands and shouts loud enough for him to hear despite his distance. "First of all, don't sit there and pretend that you have any idea of who I am and what I'm about. You don't know me and everything you say about me is rife with ignorance. Filthy Orc. I was given my powers and I am not a member of the Church of the Silver Flame. I did not ask for my gifts and every day I discover newer and better things that I can accomplish that allows me to better vanquish evil from the world. You know nothing of evil."
"Second of all, the Bard is my charge just as he is yours and having at least one of us with him at all times better assures his safety. Keep that in mind next time you find a friend to blather on about who he is and what we're doing here."
"Third, I don't care if the people in that Inn were evil or not. I don't take actions based on things I don't know or who or what a person is. I take actions based on the actions of others. The people in that Inn were murdered and brutally so and many of them children. The minotaurs perpetrated all of those murders and we've even heard about them and the things they've done long before we arrived to the Inn. They confessed themselves AND displayed an unholy and evil power to us. Further, even if one or more of those filthy people perpetrated equally evil acts upon them, murdering them back doesn't make their actions any less evil."
"Finally, I don't kill based on race, age, nationality, gender, or even faith. I kill based on action and intent. If I were you, I'd mind yours."
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Mar 13, 2014 14:23:21 GMT
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Post by Rashad on Mar 13, 2014 14:23:21 GMT
From above Alexandria, small chirps grow as the think of acorns bounce off her armor. Squirrels scamper in the trees along with diminutive birds as they whirl. The tink of bouncing acorns pelt off your armor fill your ears and a few of the cocky sparrows wiz past your head. You hear a guttural voice from the forrest around tou, "who says I 'm not near the bard. I guess you do not remember running into a room with the Silver Flame in there as one of our guys was dressed up as a messenger and you wanted to attack them..."
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Apr 14, 2014 5:20:49 GMT
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Post by Rashad on Apr 14, 2014 5:20:49 GMT
Gunther asks the female druid of the group to help him get some furniture suitable for his bag of holding to help comfort and lodgings incase of future issues. These include nice cots, extra blankets, a few sturdy chairs and a small cauldron for cooking. A collapsible plank, ladder, bathing tub, and medium tent has been purchased as well. She helps him find soap, some weird smelling spices and incense to keep the area smelling fresh and etc. He also performs the buys the components to turn his none masterwork weapons masterwork. Through the help of the druids and a he manages to perform an extravagant ritual to get two tattoos on the backs of his hand (200 gp a peice) of r aptors with holly and sickle around them. ((Ritual I think in ultimate magic to create exotic tattoos that take the place of holy symbols and druids divine focuses)).
Then he goes to find an alchemists and buys:
Acid flask ×8
alkaline flask x8
alchemical fires x8
bottle lighting x8
and puts them in their own bandoliersin the bag of holding for future use against monsters and aberrations
Then he goes off and sells the 800 pounds of chimera and bullette meat to various vendors around the blood bath and beyond before taking 400 to local orphanages and tamples for the poor with the help of the the new cohort. Then after working out with the cohort the deatils, they go off and sell two cured large sized brown chimera skins, one cured large red chimera skin, 1 large cured bullette skin.
After that he lets orphans ride his raptor ((its still medium sized)) then goes and sells the teeth and etc of the chimera and bullette to the old wizard merchant for spell components.
Finally, after figuring out how much he has left. He buys a handy Haversack for Keen and puts in all his scrolls of cure lights scrolls and moderate scrolls. He buys more scrollnmaking supplies, leather curing supplies and a final bandoier to have a potion of heroism, 3 cure lights and 2 cure moderate potions, enlarge person and one enlarge animal. After that he has 4 gp to his name.
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Apr 28, 2014 5:17:50 GMT
Post by Rashad on Apr 28, 2014 5:17:50 GMT
"Alex," the orc voices through the communication stones, "do not attack that guy if her comes back or i will have to kill you all whither i want to or not... he and the wizard are being controlled by magic... by powerful evil orc druid magic.... if you see him because he will come back to look for me, ask him why is he looking for me? If his friend is dead, he would know where I am. Then try to get him to let Keen heal the wizard. Me and (insert moleman's name) are on the surface under you all. Come pick us up. Pockets, stop hiding in the ship, and come out."
Gunthat has 8 of 17 heropoints left,
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Apr 28, 2014 12:18:58 GMT
Post by thedarkestofangels on Apr 28, 2014 12:18:58 GMT
"You killed the wizard, buddy." Alex sarcastically remarked. "Then he tried to kill you and now he's fixated on killing our pilot because he believes that he killed his family. I can't sense magic, but there's always a tell when someone is being controlled by magic."
(She's referring to the ability to use sense motive to sense if someone is charmed or dominated.)
"Evil or not, he represents an extreme danger to all of us and I'll try not to kill him, but I'm not making any promises as long as he continues to threaten the lives of others."
(She's saying she'll fight him until she brings him below 0 hit points or some satisfactory equivalent with a preference for not killing him but as long as he's able to control the battlefield and combat, the priority to her is to bring him down one way or another because he'll use his power on us or his enemies.) |
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Apr 28, 2014 16:01:07 GMT
Post by Rashad on Apr 28, 2014 16:01:07 GMT
.... I thank you and everyone for fighting to the death for me..... But I am not dead. From the sounds of it, he is not attacking any of you. Has he said he was going to kill you all? Is he attacking you or is mourning the loss of a friend he believes to be dead? Do you remember when you got knocked out and fell in battle and we healed you from brink of death, we can do the same for the wizard?((i actually don't remember if you dropped past 0 in the fight with the cleric))
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You are not a killer, Alexandria, you are a paladin... I am telling you you're about to fight and kill an innocent man.... You are seeking Justice then heal the wizard and ask him why he attacked us and get our new friend turned back from stone.
((pauses))
I am telling you without a shadow of a doubt the wizard is not dead, if he isn't on the surface fighting me right now,but he is waiting to find me then wizard is not dead. that I nearly killed the wizard who was fleeing... If you tell him to look for me and heal his friend he will not be threatening others. He is a mage of sort that uses a summoned planar beast thing like armor so rather than fighting let his spells to dissipate... and in the mean time, your the negotiator, talk to him. Or, wait two hours and let me deal with him at the village we are all headed to.
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Apr 30, 2014 1:16:21 GMT
Post by thedarkestofangels on Apr 30, 2014 1:16:21 GMT
"We don't have time to argue. I'm not going to kill him. I'm not going to waste my energy trying to revive a corpse that was killed midair that our friend isn't currently carrying."
"He's done nothing but fight and threaten us. We have no idea what his motives are or even if he's of sound mind. I'm NOT letting him control the situation or dictate orders to us or condemn our pilot to death. I sensed evil from our demon man and I intend to seek it out and destroy it."
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May 1, 2014 3:38:04 GMT
Post by Rashad on May 1, 2014 3:38:04 GMT
He isn't a demon. Ifyou feel tht way then land and let me take care of him with you.
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May 12, 2014 3:47:30 GMT
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Post by Rashad on May 12, 2014 3:47:30 GMT
The druid turns toward Alex, " I need to see the gatekeepers.... you are right, we need more information on the Drow and the evil being. I can fly to them but anyone else accompanying me would not be a wise idea. I can meet you all in passage and if you really need me, I am sure Sir will locate me. As for the dwarf and the Ebberon dragonshards, I will leave them in your capable hands.... I am becoming too powerful in my abilities for the druid sects not to notice. I am almost no longer an "initiate"..... and almost a "druid". If I don't do this, we could be in peril from the extremist druids... ((evil druid sects and extremist sects of neutral druids like ashbound)) because they fear other druids becoming more powerful than them on the politcal side." He takes out the 108, 000 gp worth of Dragonshards and puts them into a large sack to give her.
He looks around... "Despite our differences and combat styles, I don't think I would have enjoyed killing any of you well maybe marevelious..... or not.... if I had to due to that curse.... " he says before flying off.... Alex realizes that that was probably was a complement and something of a term of endearment from a orc to a non-orc.
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May 21, 2014 15:05:01 GMT
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Post by Rashad on May 21, 2014 15:05:01 GMT
Gunther heads off to the dragon we met before and after speaking with them he locates the grove of the reforged warforged druid and approaches with caution.
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