[3.5e] Application: Followers of the Fork

[dr green]

Explanation In all actuality this is probably a horrible idea, however I'm going to give it a whirl. The highlight is that this would only ever ever work on DnDOG and quite possibly no other form. Imagine a campaign that has almost no set storyline of it's own. A campaign that literally says, "Whelp, I guess it's time to go get that guy who killed that chick I know," but still might be the most interesting game you've ever played. The idea is this: A small band of adventurers, 3-4, that have been chasing an enigmatic enemy for years. A planehopping enemy. Now wait for it, the planes you chase after him in are comprised of all the myriad games going on in DnDOG at the moment... Now there are definitely problems with the idea, and it's going to be a long campaign, and it's only going to work with the cooperation of DM's running games currently in progress. BUT how much fun would it be to be someone's sidequest while running your quest. The best part about it is that the only people who would need any real info are the DM of that game and me! The mystery about who is involved in the whole dynamic is where the fun stems from. In other words, I'm looking for a few dedicated, talented and creative people to take part in a pipedream. Who wants to make it happen? Offer not available everywhere. Offer only available while supplies last. Prices and outcomes may vary. Online interaction not rated. Views and ideas expressed within may not coincide with those of the creator. Additional terms and restrictions apply. All submissions must include name, race, class, alignment, and one pony.

Hook The only sound that bounces off the walls of the shadowed gray corridor was your group’s footsteps as you rush to the final door. The air is flat and dead as it had been for the past few months. Running away from the corpses of what were once Grayguards you know you’re close to him, the reason for all this madness. The windows you pass show you the world you once loved that had now been turned dead and gray. Streams no longer flowed, trees withered, birdsong had not been heard on the High Hills for weeks, and it was his all his fault. Janke had been a beautiful land, until the wizard had appeared touting powers no one had ever seen before. He spoke of a rich and prosperous land that he could usher in if only he could be given the resources to manufacture his machine. It was well underway before anyone realized what was truly going on. The machine seemed to suck the very vitality out of the land and transfer directly into the mad man’s body. He seemed to grow more powerful by the hour and is now rumored to be on the same level of a god. A mad god, you smirk, nothing will stop you from killing this villain for what he has done to your world, your life… you. At least you have a plan. Fingering the dagger that you and everyone else had you go over it in your head over and over again. All anyone has to do is plunge this dagger made of thinaun into the madman’s body as he dies the metal will trap his soul. Then all you need to do is bring it to the High Wizard of Janke and the old man is sure that he can release the twisted soul back into the machine and revive the dying world. You gulp and hope. You’ve reached it, the door of the madgod’s inner sanctum. Amid gasps of breath you and your fighting brethren gaze at each other. No words are spoken; you all know what these next few moments mean. There is little or no chance to defeat the man within, if he’s even a man anymore. The massive fighter moves forward. Easily the strongest of the group, standing well over 7 feet the half-giant hefts his mighty hammer and slams it into the door nearly knocking it off its hinges. Your group pours into the room and you scream. “AEROOOOOOON!” The villain’s name echoes around the room and you see him. He’s changed. His eyes seem to have been replaced with molten gold that shines brighter than the dying sun. His hair seems to be alive with crackling blue energy. He lazily rises from the throne that he had seemed to be relaxing almost nonchalantly on. “You’re late, far far too late,” He spoke with a voice of millions. The children that had died as their lifeforce ebbed away from them and into Aeron, the weak that had succumbed, the strong that could no longer struggle. He had taken all of that into himself. Aeron, the madgod. Thornak the half-giant roared and charged in swinging his mighty hammer that easily weighed more than you did. Aeron merely waved his hand and the fighter burst into blue-white flame. The roar of rage instantly became a bellow of pain as his flesh was reduced to ashes in seconds. Again you gulp and hope. “I’m finished here,” Aeron spoke again and gestured with his other hand. You instinctively flinch but instead of flame the room is filled with white light that seemed to center on a black gap beside Aeron. Your gaze is pulled to that tear in time and space just as everything else seems to bend away from it. “Goodbye Janke,” Aeron said in a voice that ebbed and flowed like the sea that had been washing up corpses for days. Without another word or gesture he took one step into the black tear and disappeared. “I’m following him,” One of your comrades shouted and took a few hesitant steps towards the portal. “Wait!” In tottered the High Wizard of Janke. “This at least I recognize,” He muttered. He waved his hands and the black tear seemed to widen into a doorway. “I can keep this stable for some time, but you’ll need something to follow him with. Here,” The old man said while tossing you a fork. You look at the old man quizzically, the old fool had waxed insane in the past few months and it was rumored that he had traded that sanity to keep his power when the machine began sucking out the vitality of every living thing on the world. “Don’t look at me like that! What else have I got on my person, eh? That will follow Aeron’s energy trace. It’s strong enough now that the fork will be able to detect it through interplanar rifts. Now GO! Bring back that madman’s soul!” Another plan, that was good.

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This is how the planehoppers are going to get started. I know it's a pretty kitschy plot starting point, but the fun will come with the interactions in other games, not from the original story. If you're interested please apply with:

Name:
Race:
Class:
Party Role:
Alignment:
Why your character thinks Aeron sucks:
Your characters favorite joke:

You get 9 levels, average equipment, and one fancy item that you picked up while slaughtering your way through Aeron's castle. Impress me!

For more information on anything just ask.

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EDIT OF THE AGES!!!

Yes this original application is over a year old now. Yes the game died. Yes I was to blame for a lot of that. Yes we are going to try it again. You should click right here if this interests you in any way, shape or form.

[pirateking89]

Initial Application. I'll get a sheet done tomorrow.
Name: Daibhid the Red
Race: Elf
Class: Scout
Party Role: Ranged support/ diplomacy
Alignment: N
Why your character thinks Aeron sucks: He majorly disrupts the balance of the world. Gotta stop that crap.
Your characters favorite joke: An elephant was drinking out of a river one day, when he spotted a turtle asleep on a log. So, he ambled on over and kicked it clear across the river.
"What did you do that for?" Asked a passing giraffe.
"Because I recognized it as the same turtle that took a nip out of my trunk 53 years ago."
"Wow, what a memory" commented the giraffe.
"Yes," said the elephant, "turtle recall".


As an alternate, I may play this character as a two weapon scout while sticking with diplomacy.

[prometheous100]

Placeholder:
Name: Lirk'ta Lurul
Race: Wild Elf
Class: Fighter
Part Role: Ranged Support Specialist
Alignment: True Neutral (Special: See Below)
That being said, I usually just roleplay the character and if alignment becomes mechanically important, I flow with whatever the DM says my character is.
Why your character thinks Aeron sucks: As the last survivor of his tribe, Lirk'ta blames Aeron for the suffering and death of his young wife.
Your characters favorite joke: Though much more serious since the world started dying, as a child Lirk'ta could never resist shooting fruit around people... the resulting juice splatter was always very rewardingly funny.

Personality/Special: Lirk'ta strives for balance in his life. Feeling unworthy to go to the beautiful celestial realms where his most or all of his tribe would be, and not wanting to ever potentially meet Aeron in the Abyss or Baator, he strives to live a life on the very fine edge where nothing has a claim on his soul. For every act he commits, he will attempt to so something opposed to it as well. How well he balances these acts is questionable, but he makes an attempt. (He may lean towards good to balance out the future torture he will use on Aeron. He plans to make it grisly if he ever catches up to Aeron.)

[TheMarquisDeSpace]

Name:R-66Y
Race:Warforged
Class:Warlock
Party Role:Moral Compass/Ranged (Yet another)
Alignment:LG
Why your character thinks Aeron sucks: R-66Y was built by a man named Light. Years before Light had worked with Aeron, building machines. Aeron dreamed of building things to give him power. Light dreamed of building things to help mankind. Light learned of Aeron's plans to build the machine. He learned of its true intentions. He started construction on a man. A living construct to put an end to Aeron. He built a prototype and without testing it sent it into battle. Aeron easily crushed this creature. Light knew he had to build a stronger machine. He built R-66Y. A perfect man, an unbeatable machine, hell-bent on destroying every evil standing between man and freedom, built for one purpose, to destroy Aeron. Light tested his creation his time. He taught it. It grew to be almost human. It copied Lights sense of justice and right. It was ready
Your characters favorite joke:A human, an elf, and a dwarf are all contracted to build a palace for the great Sultan of the Efreet. Unfortunately, the massive dome collapses and the efreet's harem is crushed to death. Furious, the Sultan orders all three to be executed by beheading.

The human is dragged by the efreet's servants to a massive obsidian guillotine. His head is locked in the stocks and they pull the lever. The obsidian blade drops -- and then stops halfway, apparently stuck. The Sultan says "It is the will of Imix that you be live, so you shall be set free."

Next the elf is dragged to the guillotine. His head is locked in the stocks and they pull the lever. The obsidian blade drops -- and then stops halfway, apparently stuck. The Sultan says "It is the will of Imix that you be live, so you shall be set free."

Finally, the dwarf is dragged to the guillotine. Just before his head is about to be locked in the stocks he looks up and says,

"Ach. I see the problem!"

[TC X0 Lt 0X]

I might as well post up too...

[Vetinarus]

Name: Albert Vilinus
Race: Human
Class: Wizard
Party Role: Making things blow up - or just keel over and die.
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Why your character thinks Aeron sucks: Prick stole my idea. I came up with the plans for that machine, I did all the research, I did the maths, he pinched it while I was sleeping off a bottle of fine brandy... Not that I would have put the plans into motion, of course. I wanted to figure out how someone could do it, so I could find a way to stop it... Why would you think I'm evil? That's a stupid suggestion.
Your characters favorite joke: There's this dwarf, this elf, and this halfling, all trying to get off an island. So, the elf builds a raft, and a paddle, and starts making his way to shore. He gets eaten by sharks. So, the dwarf builds a flying contraption, and soars away across the water. It breaks halfway, and he gets eaten by sharks. The halfling stops and thinks for a minute, and then sighs and walks across the bridge.

Fancy Item:
The Staff of Evil:
It makes the bearer seem evil. Even if they're not. It also allows them to use items such as the Talisman of Ultimate Evil without penalty (While the user is possession of, and contact with, the staff). In addition, for two weeks after the bearer releases the staff, they will show up as evil to detection spells. It can cast "Cause Fear" as a spell-like ability twice a day, DC 13.

Albert found the staff some ten minutes ago, lying around in Aeron's basement. It was his to begin with, of course. Most probably, Aeron stole it while he stole his plans. Yeah, that'd be it. And he's been carrying it around for smacking people with. After all, it'll leave a nice skull imprint on someone's forehead if he cracks them one with it. Not to mention, it's the reason he seems evil. Really, he's a nice guy. But he found it before he ran into everyone else, with their little metal dagger and everything.

[Dustyahn]

Quick question. You accepting applications with LA increases and if so how much?

Might be interested in playing a Succubus mix, but want to make sure that's okay.

Otherwise I have a decent idea for a cleric I'd like to try.

Dusty.

[Trae]

Might I ask the exact books allowed? In the other thread you say you want the core books, but ideas I'm getting for a monk would involve using the Complete series. It's alright if not allowed, I can formulate other tactics.

[dr green]

@dustyahn: a succubus? ummm, I think I'm going to allow LA, but no more than 1, mayybe 2. Isn't a succubus like... 6?

@trae: did I say core books? bah humbug! Complete it up my friend! I just don't like when people pull something out of nowhere and call it beautiful.

[KitsuneOfTheRose]

Succubus is LA 6 HD 6, but there is a racial progression in savage species for them(though it is slightly outdated). So, they spend 12 levels gaining their power and only get 6 HDs worth of HP for it. Seems kind of fair to me.

[3BoxesofOrden]

Would the Planar Handbook be available? I know it isn't core but it fits with the game concept. I am thinking of a Neraph rogue or spellthief.

[Trae]

Well then I think we have a winner.

Name: Leo Watcher
Race: Lesser Aasimar
Class: Monk/Sorcerer/Enlightened fist
Party Role: Close-range melee-damage untouchable spell-flinger
Alignment: LN

Why your character thinks Aeron sucks: As a planetouched figure, Leo does not approve of Aeron screwing around with the various planes and trying to cause harm to them. He must be brought to justice! Either through proper court proceedings or a firey implosion that would bring balance to the multiverse. Slightly leaning towards the latter.

Your characters favorite joke: An elven bard walks into a tavern and asks the crowd, "Who's dragon is that outside?"

An older gentleman, dressed in archmage robes stands up, and replies "Mine. Why?"

The bard somberly approaches the mage. "I regret to inform you that the halfling in our party has killed your dragon"

"What!" erupts the archmage. "Your halfling killed Rithvaeraradace. Slayer of the Elminster, Destroyer of Cormyr, Raider of Waterdeep, Ruler of the Dales, Thorn to the Gods, and Bane of all Toril! How did this happen!?"

The bard sheepishly looks at the archmage and replies "Well...the little guy got stuck in its throat!"

Moral: Always chew your food.

Fancy Item: Monk's Belt. This simple rope belt, when wrapped around a character’s waist, confers great ability in unarmed combat. The wearer’s AC and unarmed damage is treated as a monk of five levels higher. If donned by a character with the Stunning Fist feat, the belt lets her make one additional stunning attack per day.

Aeron thought that he was being smart when he discovered who was making a mess of his home. "Send a monk to kill a monk" sounded like a good idea at the time. And giving him this special belt to wear to increase his abilities also seemed to be a sound choice. What the evil wizard failed to take into account was the fact that Leo was also an accomplished sorcerer and could easily use his magic to give him a much larger edge in battle. There was a moment of sadness to have to kill one so fine a fighter. If only the deceased wasn't a minion of evil. Fare thee well, brave bretheren. May you find peace in death. Oh hey, nifty new belt!

[dr green]

Let me do some checking on lesser aasimar, only because I think the badassness might just tip the scales a tad too far.

The same goes for planar handbook and the succubus. I'll just have to take it on a case by case basis.

My general rule of thumb, is that I like cool stuff (half-succubus running around), but I don't want that stuff overshadowing a human ranger or something. So just make sure it's not something super powerful and I'll probably let it in.

Also, I appreciate the jokes. I'm totally judging your character application on them.

[Dustyahn]

Name: Kavrista
Race: Human
Class: Cleric (God/Godess of death)
Party Role: Crotchety Healer
Alignment: LN

Why your character thinks Aeron sucks: He's still alive. That's all that matteres here the bastard still has blood pumping in his veins and he violated the laws. Death comes for everyone, but for those who really need killing Kavrista is called in.

Your characters favorite joke:
An adventurer goes out and barely survives an encounter with vastly superior forces. He comes home to pray to his diety to thank them and the altar falls on them and kills them.

*silence*

What you don't appreciate irony...*sighs*

[Trae]

You can find the info of a Lesser Aasimar here http://www.wizards.com/default.asp?x=dnd/sp/20040213a. I've also heard a way to take out the LA there is that instead of being an Outsider, is instead a planetouched human, as well as simply not taking those Racial Class Specials. I can also accept being simply human.