[PF-1e] Strange Seasons

[rhaiber]

Definitely interested. Just need to look over all those homebrew races before a settle on an apllication.

[Maghnuis]

Ok, Golarian gods,
Custom races check.
Do you have available a map with important geography and political units?

[Dylan Scott]

@RisenMartyr. How set are you on the "several" times a week for the post rate? that's at least a Daily Post rate and its not something i can consistently manage and commit too. Couple times a week sure.

I'll understand if you want to keep the post rate high if that works best for your style but would sadly have to withdraw my application as not to hold everyone else up.

[rhaiber]

I'm curious about the LAs for some of the templates, specifically:

• Void Touched
• Felblood
• Fire Infused
• Nether Warped

[rhaiber]

Red-Haired Moll Name: Molly McBride (AKA Red-Haired Moll, AKA Captain Bloodhorn). Race: Satyr Class: Unchained Rogue (Phantom Thief) Party Role: face with Intimidation-based buildMake enemies piss themselves with fear Appearance: At first glance, Moll appears short and slim, with lithe slender limbs and a wild, bushy mane of ginger hair. She might not seem imposing, until one makes eye contact. Then her sharp eyes burn with a wild fire that seems to pierce the soul. Peering into those eyes, it is clearly evident that they have borne witness to slaughter without the barest inkling of regret. Personality: Moll makes up for her small stature and slight frame with a truly over-sized personality. To her friends, she is jovial and gregarious, quick with a story or a joke, easy to laugh loudly and boisterously, with an ever-present, slightly-lopsided smile on her lips, suggesting a hint of mischief always lying underneath everything she says. She is brash, headstrong, and most of all - terrifyingly unpredictable. To those who have not yet earned her friendship, Moll exudes a palpable aura of uncertainty and menace, as though she is never more than a hair’s breadth away from slitting someone’s throat. Background/Motivations:   Background Molly grew up in a small rural seaside fiefdom caled KilGarin. Her family was probably the closest thing to aristocracy in the area, a clan of small-time merchants living among farmers and fishermen. If there was any real class difference, it was hardly noticeable in her upbringing. Perhaps she had a bit more freedom and less responsibility than those around her, but she certainly wasn’t treated like any sort of noble lady. She spent most of her time down on the docks, practicing tying knots, hauling nets, and hoisting sails. All in all, it was a good life … that is, until the Imperial Troops arrived. The Empire claimed dominion over their lands, set a local governor in place, and began demanding tribute. When the people of KilGarin objected, the Imperial Troops stepped in to subjugate them swiftly and brutally. Molly’s father saw it as his duty to oversee and protect his people. He and his seven brothers organized a rebellion against the Imperial Occupation. Unfortunately the ragtag group of farmers and fishermen that they led onto the field were ill-equipped to stand up to the might of a trained Imperial Legion. Molly would never forget the day the Governor rode into the center of town and returned her father’s head, along with those of her seven uncles. The Empire assumed that would be the end of the local resistance. With the heads of the clan quite literally removed, they did not believe they had anything to fear from the young girl they left behind. They could not have been more wrong. Molly knew that her people stood no chance meeting the Imperial troops on the open field of battle, but she also knew that they were far more accomplished sailors than any man-jack in the Imperial Navy. They took to the waters and became vicious raiders, striking out against the ships of the Empire, stealing back the ill-gotten treasures the Empire claimed for themselves. They struck swiftly in the dead of night, and retreated to sheltered coves unknown to the outsiders. They soon began disrupting trade routes, and hampering the Empire’s supply lines. It was a war of attrition that took years, during which tales of “Red-Haired Moll” spread like wildfire. She was said to be daring almost to the point of recklessness, diving into battle against foes who strength far outweighed her own. And yet she was also known to be clever, striking enemy ships before they even knew she was there. Eventually, her piracy grew from a nuisance to a severe liability for the Empire and they sought a truce. The people of KilGarin would be granted autonomy, on the condition that Red-Haired Moll cease all her activities and never be seen within the Empire again. Although her people had come to view her as their leader, sometimes even dubbing her “the Pirate Queen,” the Empire refused to acknowledge Moll’s role and would only treat with a distant cousin of hers whom they installed as local magistrate. Moll was big enough to swallow her pride though, recognizing that independence was best for her people, even if it meant she had to step out of the limelight. However, having tasted the freedom of the open seas, Moll could not bring herself to accept a quiet retirement on the land. And so it was that Red-Haired Moll placed her home in her wake and charted a course for the open horizon … and adventure!   Stats: Cha > Dex > Str > Int > Con > Wis Drawback: Infamous Traits: -Blade of Mercy (Religion) -Adopted (Social) -Fiery Glare (Racial - granted by Adopted above) -Unnatural Presence (Faith) -bonus trait granted from Infamous Drawback) Flaw: Pathetic You are weaker in an attribute than you should be. Effect: Reduce one of your ability scores by 2.Pathetic Class: Unchained Rogue (Phantom Thief) [FLAW] Feat: Weapon Focus (Light Blades) [1] Deft Maneuvers (Feat Tax Fix in place of Finesse Training) [1] Refined Education (Intimidate) [1] Feat: Enforcer [2] Evasion [2] Rogue Talent: Combat Trick (Frightening Ambush) [3] Finesse Training - Dex to dmg with light blades [3] Danger Sense +1 [3] Refined Education (Perception) [3] Feat: Dazzling Display [4] Rogue Talent: Combat Trick (Intimidating Prowess) [4] Uncanny Dodge [4] Rogues Edge for Refined Education Skills [5] Feat: Two-Weapon Fighting [5] Refined Education (Stealth) Alternate Build: Anti-Paladin3/Fighter2 [FLAW] Feat: Weapon Focus (Light Blades) [1] Feat: Enforcer [1] Aura of Evil [1] Detect Good [1] Smite Good (1/day): +CHA to atks, +lvl to dmg; bypass all DR; +CHA to AC [2] Unholy Resilience: +CHA to all saves [2] Touch of Corruption: touch attack 1d6 dmg per 2 lvls [3] Aura of Cowardice: creatures within 10’ take -4 to saves vs fear and lose immunity to fear [3] Plague Bringer: immune to effects of disease [3] Feat: Intimidating Prowess [4] Bonus Feat: Dazzling Display [5] Bonus Feat: Two-Weapon Fighting [5] Feat: Signature Skill (Intimidate)

[CatCanCook]

@RisenMartyr --

I've revised my build a bit based on our discussion about the Drunken Brawler.

@Rhaiber --

Hello!

My character application here is a blade of mercy intimidate sneak attack build, as well.

[Maghnuis]

[QUOTE=Dylan Scott How set are you on the "several" times a week for the post rate? that's at least a Daily Post rate and its not something i can consistently manage and commit too. Couple times a week sure. [/Quote]

My hope is that for this game everyone can commit to several times a week (Almost Daily)
For the DM, that means at least a couple times a day to monitor/answer questions/post long posts/ post quick posts that clarify things. Is this what you have in mind RisenMartyr?

[rhaiber]

Originally Posted by CatCanCook

@Rhaiber --

Hello!

My character application here is a blade of mercy intimidate sneak attack build, as well.

@Cat: Wow, that's funny. I hadn't looked at all the details of your build until you mentioned it. On the surface, it looks like we might be going at it from slightly different angles (looks like you have a beefy bruiser of an intimidator, while I'm going for a charismatic, finesse build who relies on her "Dread Pirate Roberts"-like reputation to make people wet themselves). If we both end up getting selected, we could work together to refine things and make an even clearer distinction if you want.

@RisenMartyr: if you are totally opposed to having two potential intimimancers, let me know and I can put together a Plan B character app.

[Ursinorum]

Goshdang it.. for a full caster I can't afford a Lap, but that Mechanized template is calling me so hard...

If we could swap around that +2 Int -2 Wis it would help my analysis paralysis oh-so-much..

I don't even care about the stat modifiers (which, are after all, great), I could take them or leave them, but the immunities are just so perfect and representative for a 'robot'!

It doesn't work because in my head robots don't have souls to commute with the gods

[RisenMartyr]

I don't expect one post per day, but I check almost daily and sometimes multiple times a day as my schedule allows. If you can post 3-4 times per week, that is good. If you can most more than that, great.

I don't mind more than one intimidation specialist.

I could swap the Int and Wis mods. The mechanized are magical robots or cyborgs in concept. They usually come from a society hidden underground that makes modifications or perfections to their members. It's not unheard of for a citizen to go rogue and see the world.

[Dressedtojazz]

ORM KINGSBANE
Wildborn dwarven noble scion at the brink of disinheritance

Application: Orm Kingsbane Name: Orm Kingsbane Race: Wildborn Dwarf Class: Unchained Monk 2 | Psychic Warrior 2 | Elemental Infused (Earth) 1 Party Role: Melee control Appearance: Orm is one thick wilderness to look at. His tangled hazel-brown beard seems to start just below the heavy drooping, deep-set eyes of flint and steel, and flow over thick cheeks, strong jawline, and a barrel of a chest. His hair has been trimmed away, and the mottled skin shows quite a few impressive scars entwined with his kin's sacred, runic tattoos - most of them with a certain serpentine theme. Thick, hairy arms end in calloused hands with straps of leather and cloth wrapped around his knuckles. He wears no armor, but an awkwardly embroidered wool vest and brown shorts with leather trimming. Thick-soled turtle-leather boots match the pouches and purses tightly secured to a few belts and sashes around his waist. Orm has a faint smell of sweat and leather around him. Most people are not offended by the smell and as Orm’s cousin, Thorkil Rendwound, always used to say: "Better smell like a week’s work than being marked as a sloth." Personality: Orm’s behavior works in mysterious ways. In the mornings he is sour, short-tempered, and prone to bursts of anger. Come noon - and if the sun is shining - you have the most pleasant and talkative comrade in Orm. Rain and snow have a somewhat melancholic impact on the dwarven mercenary. In the evenings, when the mead and good strong ale are passed around, Orm is quick to get himself tipsy - this, in turn, means he becomes philosophical and straightforward in his assessment of the world. These nights are those where he feels very much at home and can talk in length about the grandness of having friends and being close-knitted together.   Orm grew up in the looming shadow of Segir Kingsbane - the man who singlehandedly slew King Drabenspeir and his honor guard and thus created a golden age for the Wild Hammer dwarves in the Fjodyr Mountains. Segir wanted to secure his legacy and therefore stood starkly on martial principles and full devotion to the god who helped the Kingsbane legacy’s rise in power, Ydersius. Orm was no exception to this legacy building and no coins have been spared in his upbringing when it came to these principles. On the contrary, there was little love, care, sympathy, and also a very narrow and singleminded world horizon to behold. When Orm came of age and was given charge over his Gryphon, Sleipner, a major change happened in his life. Not only did he suddenly get super mobile and could travel for weeks and months in the mountain range, but he also found that he liked meeting new people, hearing myths and sagas from other civilizations, and tasting the exotic, fragrant glamour of the vast world out there. There was a clash between Orm and his father, where the former wanted freedom and the latter demanded obedience and tribute to the Kingsbane legacy. It was about to escalate out of hand, when the wise advisor to jarl Segir, Logan Thriface, came up with a solution that suited Orm well and satisfied his father. Orm was given a task to further diplomatic ties in the bordering countries and expand the spheres of influence that the Kingsbane legacy had established. Orm now roamed the world and tried as best he could to live up to the expectations. He found that it was a difficult task, not only because he often found himself brawling in seedy establishments and arenas, and having fun, instead of attending boring diplomatic dinners and receptions. Also because the Kingsbane legacy was hampered by greed, lack of flexibility, and too much pride. With every year passing, his reports were more seldom and less yielding. Instead, he became a master in skirmishes, warfare, and brawling. He kept his devotion to Ydersius in check and made sure to have the blessing of his god whenever he started a new journey. His relationship with the deity was a double-edged sword. He could feel the power as a strong backing to his life, but there was a certain evil twist that he could not fully embrace. Eventually, his father grew impatient and rearranged funding for his detached son so that Orm would only gain an income if he delivered results. While this was an extra nudge towards freedom for the free-spirited dwarf, it also posed the problem of surviving without funds and he soon found himself taking jobs as a mercenary and striking out with various groups for hire. One of these jobs took him to the city of Lansk and the Kingdom of Korvale. Here a noble daughter had gone missing and there were shining coins to be had to those who secured her. A perfect job for Orm Kingsbane.   Stats: STR > WIS > CON > CHA > DEX > INT Drawback: Family Ties   Description Your family is extremely important to you, and you feel disheartened when you can’t do what they ask. Effect(s) When a family member makes a request of you, you must fulfill that request or take a –2 penalty on all Wisdom– and Charisma-based ability checks and skill checks until you either do what was requested or succeed at a DC 20 Will saving throw, which you can attempt once per day at the start of each day. You can’t take this drawback if you have no family. If you ever lose your family or lose contact with your family, exchange this drawback for the Doubt drawback. Flaw: Bestial Instinct   Description You prefer to meet your foes so close that you can smell their blood. Prerequisite: None Effect: -2 on attack rolls unless using unarmed strikes or natural weapons. Traits: Name Category Effect Heavy Hitter Regional +1 trait bonus on damage rolls made with unarmed attacks. Bullied Combat +1 trait bonus on attack of opportunity attack rolls made with unarmed strikes. Serpentine Squeeze (from Drawback) Religion (Ydersius) +1 trait bonus on combat maneuver checks to grapple a foe, as well as a +1 trait bonus to your CMD whenever an opponent tries to grapple you. Feats: Source Name Effect Level 1 Powerful Maneuvers +2 on bull rush/hamstring/overrun/sunder, no attack of opportunity Unchained Monk 1 Unarmed Combatant Always considered armed, +2 bonus on grapple attempts, no attack of opportunity Unchained Monk 1 Stunning Fist Stun opponent with an unarmed strike Unchained Monk 1 (Bonus) Combat Reflexes Make additional attacks of opportunity Unchained Monk 2 (Bonus) Deflect Arrows Avoid one ranged attack per round Psychic Warrior 1 (Bonus) Deft Maneuvers +2 on disarm/trip/dirty trick/reposition/steal/feint. Feint as move action, no attack of opportunity Level 3 Weapon Focus (Close) +1 bonus on all attack rolls from the selected weapon group. Psychic Warrior 2 (Bonus) Step Up Take a 5-foot step as an immediate action Psychic Powers: Expansion Force Screen or Metaphysical Weapon Grip of Iron (Path) Tactical Precognition (Path) > Wildborn Dwarf - Ability Score Modifiers: +2 Strength, +2 Wisdom - - Senses: Low-light Vision - Size: Medium - Speed: 30 ft. - Languages: Common, Dwarvish - Electricity Resistance: 10 - Gryphon Companion: Gryphons and Wildborn Dwarves have incredible relationships, allowing adventuring Wild Hammer Dwarves a gryphon hatchling when they come of age. The chick grows along with the dwarf, eventually becoming a trusted companion and possible steed. Functions the same as the druid's animal companion. (Gryphons are cousin to griffons but have no wings. They gain a burrowing speed of 20 ft. They are sometimes known as Alce.) - Runic Tattoos: Useable a number of times per day equal to 1 + Con Mod. A Wildborn Dwarf has the ability to activate enchanted tattoos on their body. These tattoos grant the Dwarf a +3 bonus on melee attack and damage rolls as electricity damage for 1 round per hit die. This bonus increases by +1 per 5 levels. - Expert Rider: Ride and Handle Animal are always skills for Wildborn Dwarves. They gain a +4 bonus to both skills. - Appearance: They look like vikings and their culture is based on viking culture. Elemental Infused > Earth Infused - +4 Strength, +2 Constitution, +2 Wisdom - +3 to Natural Armor - Burrow 30 ft. - Earth Affinity: Immunity to Acid Damage > Weakness to Sonic Damage > Melee and ranged attacks deal a bonus 1d6 acid damage. - Earth Magic: Earth Spells are cast at a +1 level. > Acid Spells deal an additional +1d6 acid damage per 4 hit die. - Earth Pulse: Releases a 30 ft. wave in all directions that removes one beneficial or detrimental effect from each subject struck by the wave. Requires a standard action. This ability must recharge for 3 rounds.

[Ursinorum]

Going with what appealed me most, I'll always be able to make a human cleric, but can't pass up a character that doesn't sleep or eat.

Vasar "Does everything but live." Name: Vasar (presents himself as Sir Vasar) Race: Half-Orc - Mechanized Class: Fighter Party Role: Tanky Melee Appearance: From afar, Vasar can be mistaken for dwarf or stocky human in heavy armor, but up close it's noticeable that he's closer to a golem than a living being. Built with different materials, as his construction was carried out through many lifetimes, his exterior is made with extremely durable, yet differently colored as they oxidized differently. With a bell shaped body, his -effective, but- stumpy legs, make him wobble when he's not running, which might look a bit ridiculous. Two glassy lenses with a light-blue light feature as gentle eyes, with metallic eyelids that mostly work as intended when Vasar is meant to express emotions. With no visible mouth to move when he talks with his almost monotone voice, he has two bronze moustaches that mildly rotate on their axes to give a semblance of life. Personality: The mechanical soldier is always courteous in his speech pattern and he's always kind and respectful, which helps people that he talks to that might be afraid of the soulless automaton that is speaking to them. Vasar is always proactive and thinking of a plan, limited and directed as it might be. He feels like a holy knight, who's orders are to hit the bad guys so that the innocents can thrive. He has trouble understanding the grey areas in-between, but he's trying. He often points out the differences between himself and living beings, with a touch of bitterness transpiring through his monotone voice. Background: Almost a century ago, the dwarf inventor Vasar decided that he wanted to experiment creating an automaton from very special ingredients: he spent a fortune in acquiring metallic relics from the major religions whose fields were war, glory and honor and melted them into the core components to build his creation, holy metal would be the chassis for this mechanized soldier. The dwarf passed of old age before he could finish and his human apprentice decided he would finish the project. He did a lot, trying to keep up with the genius of his old master's intentions, but human lives are sadly limited, and it was the then-apprentice-now-master's apprentice to finish the work on the mechanical soldier, named after his original inventor, Vasar. It was obvious that the soulless warrior was not worth the years, nor the material put in its construction, its last creator wanted to scrap it for its extremely valuable parts, but once activated, the engineer had no way of turning Vasar off, and it was made to be very hard to kill. The engineer decided to cut his losses and sent Vasar out in the world he was so eager to explore and protect. The one-man-army (this was the original tagline of its blueprint) discovered war, lost friends, learned. Despite the epic greatness of armies clashing, Vasar soon decided that war was wasteful and stupid, and decided to find more direct ways of helping the world. Motivations: Vasar (the dwarf) made Vasar (the fighter) to be a paladin of sorts, and in that he succeeded: he's pure of heart and will do everything to save the good guys. He's fascinated by living beings and secretly wishes he could be one, but that's just daydreaming, because let's face it, how can you save the world in just one lifetime?

[OneDarkness]

Bound to some eclectic builds and interesting characters here for sure, posting possible interest once I try and make sense of all the options to consider.

[17fromgreatness]

@RisenMartyr

Much to like here. Thanks for the effort.

I have a character idea I hope to submit over the weekend.

Q: Regarding the "Templates". Would you prefer us to elude to them in a (background) write up or leave them alone? (I kind of assumed the templates might be assigned later.)

In either case, I can put the idea together for your review without the Template and see where it goes.

[Norse]

This looks good. I am very happy to see that there is still some PF1 games in action.

I will add in the prospect of a air-infused grey troll kineticist. I think that could be an interesting PC to play.