I think large gets 10' reach, not 20', also at epic levels the weapon it's self matters slightly differently, so here are some basic questions: Do I care about critical, is my str high enough to deserve a two handed weapon, or should I use 2, what enchantments should I have on it, but the most important part is how your build uses weapons, charger, based off AoOs, based off pounce, or even dagger throwing and archery.
it's cool man, though honestly I'm better with casters I have heard some background sound on melee, but honestly that's most all I've got anywho no need to feel nervous, how better to learn than jump in headfirst (see bottom of sig )
Well i'm huge which gives me 15ft. Warhulk gives me +20 strength so i'll probably use a two handed weapon the guardian lets me make a lot of AoOs but i could be a good charger. I'm thinking of going for the Earth Aspect for my epic destiny.
I have to agree... and in all reality, I will most likely be that homebrew paladin which will allow me to be NG, or LG, but it will be fun i think.. i will still be a paladin but i will be willing to deal with working with evil people as long as they do not do anything evil infront of me.
Oh, you can be those serious one who notices how phenomenal the impacts of our actions have been, and sticks around knowing it (we're petty heroes not petty villains )
Yea.. but as long as i don't see you doing anything evil infront of me, or that i hear about while i was near by then i will not have to hunt you down and beat you
Yea.. but as long as i don't see you doing anything evil infront of me, or that i hear about while i was near by then i will not have to hunt you down and beat you
Hey just because most minotaurs are evil doesn't mean they all are. My character is a bit simple minded but still a nice guy, sort of.
As long as you do nothing TOO evil... i mean i will be using Necromancy ( though it will to to make sure the evil people do not come back to life.... like Soul Bind and stuff like that but anyway) That is not the point though... I am going to be, at the end of the day, a Paladin and there is nothing anyone can do to stop me.. unless you kill me.
personally most of my necromancy is in my backstory, but hay, as long as you don't attack the one or two skeletons I take along we're cool That aside I'm not seeing much absurdity in backgrounds, so I'll post mine so that it's out there, but what do you guys have? (feel free to edit after you post, I certainly will as mine's riddled with typos and rather non-descriptive, than I think we should RP a small part after characters are done so that we'll have that as the flip side.
Anywho here's mine
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CANDY
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Carlose Amperstine Nagravodose the Darmagon (fifth lord) of Yuklysdan, Otherwise known as CANDY Was born and raised in a gray skied providence named Yuklysdan in which he was overthrown at the age of two, and ended up on the streets. For all of his life he was kept alive, confined to the town as equal parts hostage and symbol, keeping allying lands from invading and reminding them of their great conquest. All the same CANDY didn't truly care for the throne, he quickly immersed himself in books and by age ten he began collecting laboratory equipment from which he built a lab in a crypt where nobody would bother him, still he would stroll around town such that the villagers could toss scum at him, and brag. He tolerated as he had learned that allowing them pride in that fact would help keep him off the spit. Soon they tired of it and he began showing himself less and less until finally he lived only in his crypt libratory in which he experimented from dawn to dusk. For years and years he researched, and when he finally emerged he found that nearly a century had passed and he had become an old man. He had finally begun to make great progress and required far more than he could ever get through his suppliers, now he roamed around town as a bedraggled old man in a ragged coat crossing town at a break neck pace on moonlit knights purchasing odd chemicals. Soon all the villagers began to fear him, and many no longer remembering their Darmagon began to call him a dark spirit and a madman. Well they were right on one point, and soon on the other as well as one night (or was it day, by than he had lost all care for the world so absorbed in his maddening experiments was he) he finally did it, transcended mortality itself. For the next five centuries he continued his experiments before the villagers finally started a witch hunt. Undaunted CANDY faced the mob taking many blows that would fell a man, loosing limbs, and even his head at one point, but by virtue of his newfound immortality CANDY triumphed and used them for experimentation, raising them all, yet his methods still required the corpse to be freshly deceased. For time untold CANDY experimented in that lab until finally he caught wind of a new form of alchemy called ‘science’ In days he was traveling the world meeting with the greatest minds in the world, passing off some of his lesser discoveries to them in exchange for pertinent information for his newer experiments. Soon the world it’s self was far changed having somehow become round and finite people clouded every corner. He learned the new language and through his research in a fields of physics associated with inter-dimensional travel he began crossing multiverses, he collected knowledge of all sorts of sciences and found new trendy cloths (like a plain white lab coat adapted from the straight jacket which had been the common confinement to mad geniuses in that world).
SPANKY (possible cohort)
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Sarah Patrick Antoinette of the New Kerthan Yamanese (similar to a foundation, or trust in a world in which corporations were essentially countries themselves) otherwise known as SPANKY was once a rather morbid mortician growing up in a family of morticians viewing life as one of those simple things that came a went daily without change. That is until she met CANDY. One day SPANKY was examining an odd corpse when her new assistant stumbled in. CANDY always appeared flustered and confused, but at his heart she knew he loved studying these dead things. She didn’t mind much as they were dead and there was no harm in it, but there was something about that man… He always sounded like such an idiot screwing up terminology, not even remembering the names and functions of various innards, and yet every now and then a half formed thought would slip from his mouth with all the subtly of an Aramninian pit viper and that half formed thought would be… she knew it was genius, know it could revolutionize life it’s self, and yet she could never quite flush out the rest of these thoughts, or even begin to see how any could be applied. One day she left him alone to study one as she went out to an appointment. Along the way she was grabbed and dragged off, hacked into so many pieces that her corpse may never again be so much as identifiable, but the next thing she remembered was that crazy old man was sewing away at her face, smiling as a mad man as he stitched, grabbing pieces seemingly at random and stitching them back on to her. Every now and then he’d inject some oddly colored substance or another into her, but those hands never tired and those eyes never lost that spark. When she discovered what he was, and what he had made her she considered it. Perhaps like had been quick fleeting, and with little meaning, but given the chance to live forever and learn mysteries she had never fathomed, she could step out of that fleeting existence called life and move on to something grander, something beyond the comprehension of the world it’s self. She begged the man to teach her, and he eagerly accepted considering her one of his finest masterpieces. She had quite a gift for altering the dead ever so slightly before reanimation allowing them greater powers than most of the undead, eventually even CANDY himself favored SPANKY’s creations to his own, leaving him open to studying other venues.
Warnings that follow them CANDY
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Lo ye hold the traveling man
Tall and dark and haunted he
Above his bold white snapper jacket
Hides him his last scrap O’ Shannet
Lo ye hold the traveling man
His eyes as fangs, his cloak so worn
Traveling beyond lands untold
With everlasting bones so old
Lo ye hold the traveling man
Scruple sharp and thread unwinding
He hunts them all to their last crying
Than sets them back to their writhing
Lo ye never behold the traveling man
Before his unshaking fist
Lo ye never behold the traveling man
Or walk his swirling mist.
SPANKY
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May All beware the spinners loom
For none yet know her darkened groom
Her scissors snip so fine
Her thread of that fresh twine...
All beware the spinners loom
she wears a mask of flesh
it causes us to frighten
when her threads begin to tighten...
All beware the spinners loom
Slicked red it is from use
It’s strings ever dinging
And ever caught at glancing
All beware the Spinners loom
In all its eerie shapes
All beware the spinner’s loom
and cover well your napes!
yes, yes, but that's true about everyone, I just wanna make sure before I start smacking your face into fluff pies expecting you to swallow it down So you're sure sure of being in this group?
Well my idea is not final by any means... i have to flip though all my new books first but I will have to think about what i am going to do.... That was one of the ideas...
I guess the real question is... to what lengths is the nonsence going to reach... are we talking making an epic spell that puts a whoopy chusion under every chair in the material plane or what...
Ah, good question, here's what I had in mind. the characters themselves being nonsense (I speak like a 70s hipster, Burnheart speaks old English, he's an alian I'm essentially from our world (+magic possibly refluffed as science), My and my cohort's names are CANDY and SPANKY for crying out loud. everyone should have their own unique stuff that doesn't fit with anything around them, even each other. (by the way jolly I certainly think you should get preform dancing just for the awesomeness of a dancing minotaur) So in that regard it's nonsense, in the other regard our plot is to sample cheesecakes... well actually it's to save he world from 'important' threats like lost children, grannies unable to cross the street, cats stuck in trees, and after accomplishing such deeds we shall celebrate like kings having just 'saved the world' while leaving bandits and invading monsters to those less worthy adventurers who couldn't handle our level of encounters. So while we're not pulling global gags our existence it's self is the biggest gag out there That's why I wanna be dead sure before forcing you into all this.
Ah, good question, here's what I had in mind. the characters themselves being nonsense (I speak like a 70s hipster, Burnheart speaks old English, he's an alian I'm essentially from our world (+magic possibly refluffed as science), My and my cohort's names are CANDY and SPANKY for crying out loud. everyone should have their own unique stuff that doesn't fit with anything around them, even each other. (by the way jolly I certainly think you should get preform dancing just for the awesomeness of a dancing minotaur) So in that regard it's nonsense, in the other regard our plot is to sample cheesecakes... well actually it's to save he world from 'important' threats like lost children, grannies unable to cross the street, cats stuck in trees, and after accomplishing such deeds we shall celebrate like kings having just 'saved the world' while leaving bandits and invading monsters to those less worthy adventurers who couldn't handle our level of encounters. So while we're not pulling global gags our existence it's self is the biggest gag out there That's why I wanna be dead sure before forcing you into all this.
Ok... well... I am also thinking about being a black guard..... and if i am going to be one i have one questions for you.... Are Grannies 5 points or 10
Ok... well... I am also thinking about being a black guard..... and if i am going to be one i have one questions for you.... Are Grannies 5 points or 10
You do know that we're saving the world right? that aside no preference over the whole blackguard/paladin thing, grannies are 1 point, lost kids are .5 points, cats are 2 points
You do know that we're saving the world right? that aside no preference over the whole blackguard/paladin thing, grannies are 1 point, lost kids are .5 points, cats are 2 points
Ooooo well then paladin it is.... and why are cats only worth 2... they should easily be worth 3
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