Dark Sun: 3.5 Gladiator Game [IC]

(welcome to the Dark Sun: 3.5 Gladiator Game in character thread)

gameplay begins in the dungeons of the arena, house Stell quarter.
each gladiator has their own cubby, which contains a desk(containing writing stylus 50 sheets of parchment, a bed, 10 armor racks, 10 weapon racks, wicker furniture. a small cooking pit, a large barrel (250 gallons(full of water) a cage with 3 messenger pigeons, various cooking implements. you share your cell with a chicken (another one appears the next day when eaten), a bedmate who answers to "Jeeves" (also regardless of gender/race)) this bedmate is responsible for keeping you washed, fed, "happy" and your wounds tended to. you are responsible for keeping this person alive in the arena, you only know that they are a water cleric, a slave, a healer and appearently very important that they survive long enough to learn "create food and water"(a 3rd level water cleric spell). your last companion upon reaching 5th level was removed from your cell, granted their "freedom" and conscripted into crafting "something" for Hamanu. it has become widely known that wooden boxes of exceptional quality (masterwork/mastercrafted) are being sought out in massive numbers, the value of a quality woodworker is currently very high.

You know that your master is an urban druid. he is very stern but not cruel. (Race: Varies Alignment LN his features never quite seem to be the same) He is to be addressed as Master Stell in public, in private he allows you to call him William. Occasionally he is known to take gladiators who can behave themselves with him on caravan drives. He treats most of his slaves almost like freemen as long as they keep protecting and leveling the water clerics.

there are 2 Templars within earshot, one of which is the arena master(head guard of this location) For a CP (and a successful gather information check DC 5) you can find out more about your next upcoming matches.

One of the Templars, Aiur(LE Male Dwarf Templar/Assassin) is willing to gamble on your behalf in exchange for 10% of the bet up front, and 10% of the winnings. Aiur is known to be fair and stand up for his clients as long as they pay his cut. he is also known to do errands and favors for money, plus his famous 10%.

The other Templar is new, you do not recognize them. he was sent to replace the last one who vanished mysteriously after he asked too many questions regarding certain matches being fixed. (You were a witness to this murder and know that he was killed by Aiur)

(Your first post should be your finished character sheet)

(I have decided I am going to use the alternate experience system in unearthed arcana)

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Table 6–13: Alternative Experience Point Progression
Class Cross-Class
Character Skill Max Skill Max Ability Score
Level XP Ranks Ranks Feats Increases
1st 0 4 2 1st —
2nd 1,000 5 2-1/2 — —
3rd 3,000 6 3 2nd —
4th 6,000 7 3-1/2 — 1st
5th 10,000 8 4 — —
6th 16,000 9 4-1/2 3rd —
7th 24,000 10 5 — —
8th 36,000 11 5-1/2 — 2nd
9th 52,000 12 6 4th —
10th 76,000 13 6-1/2 — —
11th 110,000 14 7 — —
12th 160,000 15 7-1/2 5th 3rd
13th 220,000 16 8 — —
14th 320,000 17 8-1/2 — —
15th 440,000 18 9 6th —
16th 640,000 19 9-1/2 — 4th
17th 890,000 20 10 — —
18th 1,300,000 21 10-1/2 7th —
19th 1,800,000 22 11 — —
20th 2,600,000 23 11-1/2 — 5th

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Table 6–14: Experience Award (Single Monster)
Monster CR XP Award
1 300
2 600
3 900
4 1,200
5 1,800
6 2,400
7 3,600
8 4,800
9 7,200
10 9,600
11 14,000
12 19,000
13 29,000
14 38,000
15 58,000
16 77,000
17 120,000
18 150,000
19 230,000
20 310,000

Gantz Feral Mul

Class Tough hero 3
str 24 +7
Dex 10 +0
Con 22 +6
Int 4 -3
Wis 15 +2
chr 8 -1

Wounds [ 28] / Vitality [35]

Occ: adventurer (skill treat injury, concentration / feat brawl (+1 to unarmed attack)

Feats and Class Features
Fire resistance 6, Acid Resistance 6, Robust (+3 wounds), Stamina (heal at twice normal speed)/ Endurance (1stlvl), Toughness [THBF2](+3 wounds), Tough plus 3rd lvl (acid resist/stamina)

Skills Survival 2, Listen 2, Spot 1, Treat injury 1

Bab 2+7str (9) [damage 1d8+7str claws (avg dmg 11.5)]

AC is 18 (10 + armor 0 + dex 0+ natural armor 6+ sheild 0 + dodge 0 +2 defence bonus)

Saves Fort 2 base +6(8) Reflex 1 base will 1 base +2(3)


Feral progression:
lvl / ability / vision / healing
1-3/ Improved grab / Dark Vision 60' / fast healing 2
4-7/ pounce / Dark vision 60' / Fast healing 3
8-11/ Rake / Dark vision 90' / Fast healing 4
12+/ rend / Dark vision 120'/ fast healing 5

with stamina and mul's faster healing the fast heal is as follows

1-3 FH 6
4-7 FH 9
8-11 FH 12
12+ FH 15

sniffs around his cage pausing at the bed to use it to sharpen his claws (snarls if anyone gets near the following cleric, his food [chicken + pigeons], and the door to his cage)...also marks his teratory (the holding pen/cage) ignores the desk and paper uses the ink to paint the floor and walls.

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sniffs around his cage pausing at the bed to use it to sharpen his claws (snarls if anyone gets near the following cleric, his food [chicken + pigeons], and the door to his cage)...

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almost all of the items are made of wood, mostly bamboo. the pigeons are not intended as food. despite your 4 int you are not illiterate, although you only speak/read/write common.

Aiur peeks at you occasionally, seemingly more concerned with the cleric in your cage then you.

(the occasional echo of laughter can be heard echoing seemingly coming from nowhere and everywhere, this is a daily occurance)

paces back and forth in mild agitation staying between the cleric and the door dark eyes following the movements of the others

gantz the woman in your cage strips, moves towards the large barrel of water climbs the barrel and dives in.

moves over to the discarded clothing sniffs around them then drags them to the side of the barrel and flops down against the barrel on top of her clothes still watching outside his layer

the barrel of water is roughly 5' x 5' x 5'

for probably the first time in your life, you are splashed with water and a bit of water is splashed on your head. the girl laughs playfully swimming.

carefully soaks up the water with the girls clothing, peers up at the rim of the barrel. climbing up the side of the barrel he watches the girl moving threw the water fasinated with her movement.

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Matias

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Male Feral mul - 
Class - Stalwart spell-shielded battle sorcerer
Height - 6 ft 9   Weight - 205 lbs   Eyes - coal black   Hair - None

Str - 24  Vitality - 30    Ac   - 23
Dex - 14  Wounds   - 26    Init - +2
Con - 20  Speed    - 40 ft
Int - 12  Fort - +3
Wis - 16  Ref  - +0
Cha - 15  Will - +6

Skills -                        Spellcasting - 
Concentration -        + 11     Catrips - 5 / day
Intimidate -           + 5      1st level - 4 / day
Knowledge - Arcana -   + 5
Balance -              + 3
Bluff -                + 3      Psionics - 
Hide -                 + 3      Power points - 3 / day
Knowledge - local -    + 4      Offensive Prescience - 1 min / level
Knowledge - Nature -   + 4
Knowledge - Nobility - + 4
Listen -               + 4
Move Silently -        + 3
Spot -                 + 4
Survival -             + 4
Tumble -               + 3


Attacks -
 Club - +9  1d6+7 x2
 Claws- +9  1d8+7 x2 


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Matias

*Sitting at the small desk, his elbows propped on the surface, hands clasped as he stares at the stone wall, his breathing slow and regular. It helped, not having to look at the bars. They weren't enough to keep him here, if he decided otherwise, but it was better than the wilds, and the cage had some familiarity. It had been home so long ago.*

*With a heavy sigh, he pushes himself back from the desk and starts pacing back and forth, his thoughts wandering far - to the rolling dunes and harsh scrublands of the wild, the cold night air creeping slowly down from the sky, the clean, dry air. There was less smell... less stink.*

*With a look over to "Jeeves", he stares at her a moment, not intending to scare her, but his face is a slight scowl naturally, his voice quiet and rumbling.*
"I've never been fond of how they swap out our charges like this, you know. Just when our partners start to learn how to stay alive, they're moved, and new blood comes in. New blood is dangerous. Untested. Untried. Tell me. Have you fought in the arena before?"

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Male Feral mul - 
Class - Stalwart spell-shielded battle sorcerer
Height - 6 ft 9   Weight - 205 lbs   Eyes - coal black   Hair - None

Str - 24  Vitality - 30    Ac   - 23
Dex - 14  Wounds   - 26    Init - +2
Con - 20  Speed    - 40 ft
Int - 12  Fort - +3
Wis - 16  Ref  - +0
Cha - 15  Will - +6

Skills -                        Spellcasting - 
Concentration -        + 11     Catrips - 5 / day
Intimidate -           + 5      1st level - 4 / day
Knowledge - Arcana -   + 5
Balance -              + 3
Bluff -                + 3      Psionics - 
Hide -                 + 3      Power points - 3 / day
Knowledge - local -    + 4      Offensive Prescience - 1 min / level
Knowledge - Nature -   + 4
Knowledge - Nobility - + 4
Listen -               + 4
Move Silently -        + 3
Spot -                 + 4
Survival -             + 4
Tumble -               + 3


Attacks -
 Club - +9  1d6+7 x2
 Claws- +9  1d8+7 x2 


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Matias

*Sitting at the small desk, his elbows propped on the surface, hands clasped as he stares at the stone wall, his breathing slow and regular. It helped, not having to look at the bars. They weren't enough to keep him here, if he decided otherwise, but it was better than the wilds, and the cage had some familiarity. It had been home so long ago.*

*With a heavy sigh, he pushes himself back from the desk and starts pacing back and forth, his thoughts wandering far - to the rolling dunes and harsh scrublands of the wild, the cold night air creeping slowly down from the sky, the clean, dry air. There was less smell... less stink.*

*With a look over to "Jeeves", he stares at her a moment, not intending to scare her, but his face is a slight scowl naturally, his voice quiet and rumbling.*
"I've never been fond of how they swap out our charges like this, you know. Just when our partners start to learn how to stay alive, they're moved, and new blood comes in. New blood is dangerous. Untested. Untried. Tell me. Have you fought in the arena before?"

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girl, obviously a human. jumps timidly at your words, shaking her head with a far off, blank look, her bright blue-green eyes seem comforting somehow.
(clearly something is bothering this girl)
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you don't quite puzzle out what's wrong with her, but clearly she is still wet and shivering in the heat.

you estimate her age to be about 12. clearly too young to adventure but just old enough to begin to learn a profession/class and definitely too young to already be a cleric.

Matias

*With a frown, Matias looks over the girl and sighs, moving to cover her with a couple of the blankets, sitting her down on the bed with a gentle push. He gives a small smile as he moves to start building a low fire to boil water, speaking as he does, his tone soft and comforting.*

"I've never been much of a healer, but you're in no shape to fight, that's for sure. Rest, child. I'll see you set right. What do they call you?

pulling his eyes away from the fantastic antics of the girl in the water to the voice in the other cell tilting his head slightly to hear better

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Matias

*With a frown, Matias looks over the girl and sighs, moving to cover her with a couple of the blankets, sitting her down on the bed with a gentle push. He gives a small smile as he moves to start building a low fire to boil water, speaking as he does, his tone soft and comforting.*

"I've never been much of a healer, but you're in no shape to fight, that's for sure. Rest, child. I'll see you set right. What do they call you?

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"I am called Gulah"(goo lah means goddess of healing in Babylonian)

"I drowned...... why am I still here?"

the girl is ok she just scared ....*yells to the girl* Girl you important they bring back

Matias

"Gulah. Much better than Jeeves."

*He stirs the small flame and sets a clay pot filled with water in the embers with bone tongs before turning back to her.*
"Drowned? That doesn't seem possible. There's little enough water to be had, despite our owners extravagance..."
*He motions a hand toward the large barrel of water.*
"You're here now though, and it's my job to keep you alive, little one. I am called Matias here."

A voice booms down the dungeon "get them ready, this match is finishing too quickly."

(the crowd can be heard chanting) " Kell the mage, Kell the mage"

((I would have asked for spellcraft check, but neither of you possess 1+ ranks))

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Aiur says," any volunteers, you know the drill 12 of you on deck"

make it quick

leaps down from the lip of his water barrel slamming his full 300 lbs against the door howling smelling the blood comming from the arena's feild


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Announcer: " WINNER GLORTORUS, Whirling Death.
2nd announcer: " Amazing he resisted that sleep spell and disemboweled that defiler Kell"
Crowd Chanting "Glor-Tor-us"

(( do you both want to fight together or a solo match))

eather is good for me:smallwink:

Render, male mul psychic warrior 4

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medium humanoid (dwarf); ECL 5, AL N; darkvision 30', move 30'
mul:Tireless, Extended Activity, Faster natural healing
Language:Common.
3 bonus power points.
racial psionic power: offensive prescience (1min/lvl +2 damage), manifester level = character level
DR 1/- for vitality

Str 20/+5 (+4 race, +1 level)
Dex 14/+2
Con 16/+3 (+4 race)
Int 10/+0
Wis 13/+1
Cha 6/-2 (-2 race)

vitality 3d8+20 = 33 vp, wound points 16 wp

saves Fort +7, Reflex +3, Will +2; grapple +7; init +2
BAB +3, class defense bonus +7

AC 19 (touch 19, ff 10); AC 23 (or 24) w/inertial armor, 27 or 28 w/force screen also; Dodge, Psionic Dodge
7 action points

attack club +8 melee (1d6+7, 20/x2)

Skills (ranks/total): autohypnosis 1/2, concentration 7/10, spot 3/4

Feats: Psionic Weapon (expend focus for +2d6 damage), Psionic Talent (+2 pp), Dodge, Psionic Dodge (+1 AC when focused),

12 power points/day, DC 11 + power level
powers known: 3 1st, 1 2nd; & = can augment
(r) = 1 round/level, (m) = 1 min/level, (t) = 10 min/level, (h) = 1 hour/level
1: force screen(+4 AC, m)&, inertial armor(+4 AC, +1 per 2 extra pp, h)&, vigor(5 temp hp/pp, m)&, offensive prescience (racial; +2 damage/attack, m)&
2: animal affinity(+4 to one ability score, m)*

equipment: club

Render is a large (7' tall, 250 lbs) and muscular mul with copper skin and no hair.

Though his tattoos mark him as a gladiator slave, the only life he's ever known, Render believes that he has a greater destiny to someday fulfill. That thought is what keeps him going in the arena. He has gained a reputation as a very tough fighter, a good one to bet on, but is not always a crowd favorite. In personal interactions he tends to come across as gruff or mean, but those who know him best know he can be loyal and generous.

Today, Render forces himself to be patient once more. His options are limited, as is true of most slaves, but someday that would change.

"Jeeves, I'm Render. I don't typically bite. Where are you from?"

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We can do a duo match, if you don't mind. I'm good with that.

Matias

*As the chanting grows, Matias sighs and looks to the sickly girl, shaking his head.*
"Aiur! Aiur - come here."

*Giving the guard a moment, he stands back from the bars and points to his sickly charge.*
"This one is near death and never seen a match - does the master wish to waste an investment so quickly? Put me with another and I'll fight, but she's in no shape to stand. I'll train her once she's healed."

*Moving over to his buckler and club, he picks them up, moving the water from the fire as well, to let the ceramic bowl cool.*
"Rest, Gulah. You'll have a hard enough time when you're whole. Hopefully I'll return alive."

howling he slams his body once more into the cell door strength check on the cell door [roll0] looking to get out to the arena

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Render, male mul psychic warrior 4

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medium humanoid (dwarf); ECL 5, AL N; darkvision 30', move 30'
mul:Tireless, Extended Activity, Faster natural healing
Language:Common.
3 bonus power points.
racial psionic power: offensive prescience (1min/lvl +2 damage), manifester level = character level
DR 1/- for vitality

Str 20/+5 (+4 race, +1 level)
Dex 14/+2
Con 16/+3 (+4 race)
Int 10/+0
Wis 13/+1
Cha 6/-2 (-2 race)

vitality 3d8+20 = 33 vp, wound points 16 wp

saves Fort +7, Reflex +3, Will +2; grapple +7; init +2
BAB +3, class defense bonus +7

AC 19 (touch 19, ff 10); AC 23 (or 24) w/inertial armor, 27 or 28 w/force screen also; Dodge, Psionic Dodge
7 action points

attack club +8 melee (1d6+7, 20/x2)

Skills (ranks/total): autohypnosis 1/2, concentration 7/10, spot 3/4

Feats: Psionic Weapon (expend focus for +2d6 damage), Psionic Talent (+2 pp), Dodge, Psionic Dodge (+1 AC when focused),

12 power points/day, DC 11 + power level
powers known: 3 1st, 1 2nd; & = can augment
(r) = 1 round/level, (m) = 1 min/level, (t) = 10 min/level, (h) = 1 hour/level
1: force screen(+4 AC, m)&, inertial armor(+4 AC, +1 per 2 extra pp, h)&, vigor(5 temp hp/pp, m)&, offensive prescience (racial; +2 damage/attack, m)&
2: animal affinity(+4 to one ability score, m)*

equipment: club

Render is a large (7' tall, 250 lbs) and muscular mul with copper skin and no hair.

Though his tattoos mark him as a gladiator slave, the only life he's ever known, Render believes that he has a greater destiny to someday fulfill. That thought is what keeps him going in the arena. He has gained a reputation as a very tough fighter, a good one to bet on, but is not always a crowd favorite. In personal interactions he tends to come across as gruff or mean, but those who know him best know he can be loyal and generous.

Today, Render forces himself to be patient once more. His options are limited, as is true of most slaves, but someday that would change.

"Jeeves, I'm Render. I don't typically bite. Where are you from?"

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the frightened girl, an elf squeaks, whistles chirps at you (speaking auran).
frowns at seeing you don't speak her tongue, she grunts and says hastily in common. "I was reincarnated, I used to fly like the wind, now I am cursed to walk the desert, I was called Kraah I used to be a male Aarakocra. such is the way the wind blows."

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We can do a duo match, if you don't mind. I'm good with that.

Matias

*As the chanting grows, Matias sighs and looks to the sickly girl, shaking his head.*
"Aiur! Aiur - come here."

*Giving the guard a moment, he stands back from the bars and points to his sickly charge.*
"This one is near death and never seen a match - does the master wish to waste an investment so quickly? Put me with another and I'll fight, but she's in no shape to stand. I'll train her once she's healed."

*Moving over to his buckler and club, he picks them up, moving the water from the fire as well, to let the ceramic bowl cool.*
"Rest, Gulah. You'll have a hard enough time when you're whole. Hopefully I'll return alive."

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aiur looks her over." just a bit of fear, she will be fine once she warms up."
aiur throws his club unlocking the latches on the 3 cages.

aiur hands out a fancy cloak bearing the merchant house Insignia in white. even without appraise you can tell this cloak is expensive likely worth 10 gold (1,000 ceramic) bright blue, golden trim. (maybe even worth twice that)

Aiur says"Win this match and the master says you can keep the cloaks. they are +1 resistance, and once per day it can be activated by saying "GLORY TO HOUSE STEL" activating the insignia."

insignia spells from races of destiny

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INSIGNIA OF ALARM
Abjuration
Level: Bard 2, cleric 2, paladin 2
Components: V, S, F
Casting Time: 1 standard action
Range: Long (400 ft. + 40 ft./level)
Area: 400 ft. + 40 ft./level spread,
centered on you
Target: All wearers of special insignia
within range
Duration: Instantaneous
Saving Throw: None
Spell Resistance: Yes (harmless)
This spell alerts all wearers of a
specific insignia (see below) within
range. Such creatures hear a single
mental “ping” (as the alarm spell, page
197 of the Player’s Handbook) when this
spell is cast.
This spell requires significant preparation.
Before using this spell you
must forge specially crafted insignias.
These can be crafted in the form of
amulets, badges, rings, or any similar
object, but each one must bear the
same logo, crest, or symbol. Each
insignia costs 10 gp. Militias, guilds,
or churches within a city use this spell
to call all its members together.
Focus: A specially prepared insignia
(see above).

INSIGNIA OF BLESSING
Enchantment (Compulsion) [Mind-
Affecting]
Level: Cleric 3, paladin 3
Components: V, S, F
Casting Time: 1 standard action
Duration: 1 min./level
Saving Throw: None
Spell Resistance: Yes (harmless)
This spell functions just like insignia
of alarm except that the insignia wearers
are also filled with courage. Each
insignia wearer gains a +1 morale
bonus on attack rolls and on saving
throws against fear effects.

INSIGNIA OF HEALING
Conjuration (Healing)
Level: Bard 3, cleric 3
Components: V, S, F
Casting Time: 1 standard action
Duration: Instantaneous
Saving Throw: Will half (harmless);
see text
Spell Resistance: Yes (harmless);
see text
This spell works just like insignia of
alarm except the insignia wearers are
instead healed by positive energy. The
spell cures 1d8 points of damage +1
point per caster level (maximum +10)
to all wearers of the insignia.
Since undead are powered by negative
energy, this spell deals damage to
them instead of curing their wounds.
Any undead creature can apply spell
resistance and attempt a Will save to
take half damage.

INSIGNIA OF WARDING
Abjuration
Level: Cleric 3, paladin 3
Components: V, S, F
Casting Time: 1 standard action
Duration: 1 min./level
Saving Throw: Will negates (harmless)
Spell Resistance: Yes (harmless)
This spell works just like insignia of
alarm except the insignia wearers also
gain a +1 divine bonus to AC and on
Fortitude saves.

(Will render be joining these 2 I assumed yes but asking to be sure)

as soon as the door is open gantz tears out of his cell running on all fours to get to the arena ignoring the cloak letting the girl take it

Matias

*Taking the cloak with both hands, he settles it on his broad shoulders and turns to Gulah.*
"Best get up - the matter is settled. Stay back and to my left, I'll do my best to keep you alive."

*With a look down the hall at the blood-crazy creature in the next cell, Matias shakes his head.*
"Nothing to do but hope he can tell friend from food."

"Great. Well Krah, none of us asked to be here. There are worse places though.

A prize to win? I'm in."

Render takes a moment to raise his psychic force armor, grabs his club, and heads out.

OOC: Spend 3 pp to manifest inertial armor (+5 to AC for 4 hours). He would manifest other buffs but those have only 4 min duration and I don't know how long it would be until the match.