[PF-1e] Parabellum Games

[Eviltedzies]

Originally Posted by Ermine;

I'm just happy I might finally get to see someone actually play a theorist.

Honestly the class is word soup but when you strip out the over complicated names and look at the raw mechanical abilities nothing is too crazy. If anything the class should be called "Gambling Scholar" because essentially you are rolling 2d6 each round to gain a random effect with no guarantee that it is something you could use in the moment.

[Ermine]

That's basically why I like it. I actually hated the class prior to me recontextualizing it as a gambler.

[Unforgiven]

I tend to dislike chaos classes like that, as they add extra tedious mechanics to have to deal with.

[Ermine]

Also, at 10th level (technically at 9th level), you have 10d6, meaning you have a much better chance to roll what you want. And you get a bunch of different ways to determine when you roll (I personally like the one that lets you roll dice when you concentrate on a sphere effect, or the one that lets you roll when you reduce a creature to 0 HP).

Really, the Tactical Innovator is ideal for this game, since so many Models give bonuses to combat abilities.

[Tempestfury]

I thought about playing a THeroist in a different game, as its Guile + Casting.

I then read the class features, and it broke my mind. Hard pass

[LeoByron]

@Mundayknight: Looks like your character will be essentially identical to mine in terms of battle tactics, lol

We both use a whip in a large (or larger) creature to control the battlefield, tripping mooks and punishing them for falling on their butt. I went about it in a slightly different way, but we will be twins, lol

[Eviltedzies]

Minor note to all applicants, while I may appreciate interesting mechanics I care more about a good character than finding a good party composition. (IE: Tank, Healer, Mage, Skill Monkey, ect.....).

If two applicants have similiar builds but both of their characters are well written and interesting I have no qualms taking both. Hells..... I'd take a party of all straight Fighters if their characters were all interesting.

Do not feel like your specific class combination might hinder your chances. It does not. Mechanics are secondary to good character for me.

[Eviltedzies]

Update: It was brought to my attention that my deadline time was off. I originally put 12:00am Friday, November 29th. I actually meant to put Friday November 29th -- 11:59pm Central Standard US time.

Deadline has been updated in the main thread post. Those of you still fixing up the last bit of your apps have an extra day added. Enjoy

[bcool999]

Posting Interest! Been lurking the last couple of days working on a character in my head so I just need to get everything typed out!

Crossword Rolls (From dice Thread)

14	12	14	16	11	17
11	15	16	18	14	12
15	09	14	14	13	15
14	15	11	15	15	15
16	12	13	14	14	17
11	15	15	15	14	15

Comeliness 19 or 2

Bolded Underlined Statline becomes: Str 16 Dex 18 Con 14 Int 15 Wis 14 Cha 15 and Com 19

Name: Great Hunter Rhoha
Race: Tiefling
Classes: Armorist
Archetype(s): Living Weapon
Alignment: LN
Primary Party Roles: Tank, Damage Dealer (Melee), Sub Healer
Character Sheet: WIP

Home Kingdom: Baalreisan
Campaign Trait: Pride of the Kingdom

Picture:

Physical Description: Rhoha is a physically impressive man. Standing at just over 6 and a half feet tall with corded muscle, it is obvious at a glance that Rhoha has thoroughly trained his body. With a tanned complexion that speaks of many hours spent outdoors, and a number of scars that adorn his body, Rhoha might be confused for a bandit. Indeed if Rhoha wasn't so disciplined with his grooming regimen, he would look as a wild beast. As it is, Rhoha is almost always clean shaven and his hair (assuming he was unable to partake of a barber while out in the wild west) was at the very least roughly chopped to above the ears. Rhoha's glowing amber eyes (a side effect of his magic awakening) are as disturbing as they are arresting. In all, Rhoha's features and appearance strike a balance between wildness and civility, masculinity and grace.

Personality: Rhoha is a prideful person. He has pride in himself. His accomplishments and prowess. He also has Pride in his nation. Rhoha is always ready to boast of his deeds, and any who doubt his deeds are welcome to a first hand demonstration. Rhoha would go to great lengths to maintain his reputation and defend the honor of his homeland.
Possibly the quality about himself Rhoha takes the most pride in is his independence and self-sufficiency. With his magic, Rhoha can ignore armor and weapons which can fail him. When his flesh becomes weak or broken, his magic can renew his ability to fight. Yet even without his magic, Rhoha is not a combatant to be ignored. This can make Rhoha disdain pure casters who crumble without a shield wall before them. Even seasoned warriors who falter in the face of magic can earn Rhoha’s ire.
Rhoha’s greatest ambition is to stand among Baalreisan’s elite fighters the Paradigm Knights. Even if it means living a life of anonymity.

Backstory: Born an orphan, Rhoha depended on state assistance for the start of his life. By the time he was 7 he trained daily to strengthen his body and by 12 he was doing odd jobs around Vlastheim to help out the orphanage. When his magic awakened at age 14, the Orphanage director Vanard Claus made sure he had the education needed to understand and utilize his magic. Even teaching him Zaivex and obtaining books on magic straight from Soul Terra.

Rhoha’s self-study on magic continued during his 2 years of military service after he reached adulthood at 15. While training with weapons and armor was novel for Rhoha, his interest and his talents lied in hand to hand combat. Rhoha enjoyed the order and training military life provides, but grew bored with the lack of combat engagements. Most duties were patrol or guard related during Rhoha’s service and what few combats there were involved Rhoha’s unit outnumbering their foe by a comfortable margin. Seeking greater challenges, Rhoha declined to extend his service and sought out the Cross Fang monster hunter’s guild.

Rhoha thrived amidst the guild. Learning how to live off the land, identify and track monsters. Even refining his fighting style into being a devastating Juggernaut. By 19 years of age Rhoha was pulling down monster contracts solo. Delving deep into the wilderness of Roah, Rhoha protected the frontier towns of Baalreisan and earning a name for himself out west. Now at 24 and at the prime of his strength, Rhoha receives a letter which sends him back to Vlastheim and the ‘Great Forge’ where legends are made.

 

Write how your character reacts when they first realized they would be competing in the Parabellum games and possibly facing death?

Rhoha sat in the saloon, rereading for the hundredth time the letter he had managed to receive here at the edge of the frontier. The saloon wasn't boisterous. Frankly he was lucky the town had a watering hole at all given that a man could blink and ride right through the center of town and out the other side. Rhoha's fascination with the missive and disinterest in his drink must have caught the bartender's attention, as the man leaned over the bar while absent-mindedly rubbing a tankard with a stained cloth hanging from his belt.

"You should cool your gaze good hunter," the bartender chuckled, "I fear you will burn the letter otherwise."

Laughing shortly at the man's attempts at gathering gossip, Rhoha indulges the bartender's curiosity with a grin. "This letter bids me to return home to Vlastheim. The Fatherland calls upon my strength for the upcoming Parabellum Games."

The bartender's eyes nearly fall loose at the news, "The Games?! Doesn't that colosseum host the most dreadful creatures in Roah? Some say that a single creature from their holding cells could level entire towns out here on the frontier! I can see why you would hide out here. The thought of facing such-"

"Hide?" Rhoha asks in genuine confusion, "Why would I hide from this? My country, the great Baalreisan, is asking for me, by name mind you, to lift our banner high in the Great Forge!" Waving his arms dramatically for emphasis, Rhoha continues, "I have been trying to calm myself down so I don't rearrange the terrain in my haste to return and accept this glory!"

Flabbergasted, the bartender stammers, "B-But couldn't you die?"

Standing with a flourish, Rhoha gestures to himself and exclaims, "Look at me friend. Do you know who I am? I am the Great Hunter Rhoha! Survivor of countless battles against beasts of tooth and claw. I have danced with Lady Death for years and made her blush at my antics! This is my chance to stand at the pinnacle! Possibly even become a member of the most elite force in Baalreisan! If I were to squander this chance, I would truly deserve death."

Rhoha throws a heavy purse of coin on the counter before grabbing and drinking his tankard dry in seconds. Holding the empty tanker aloft, Rhoha declares to the few saloon goers, "Drinks are on me until that gold runs dry! At the end of the Games, you will all be able to boast that the Great Hunter Rhoha, Champion of the Great Forge and winner of the Parabellum Games drank to your health!"

Worked into a fervor, Rhoha pockets the letter and charges out of the saloon, quickly finding open sky and flying directly towards Vlastheim.

 

Encounter Name: Buried Bottle
Difficulty Rating: Med (Possibly High)
Monster(s): Guecubu (1) Polong (1)
Monster Strategy: The Guecubu begins the fight hidden under the hard packed dirt of the arena with its Earth Glide ability the Polong's bottle (See Polong Weaknesses in statblock) is hidden inside the Guecubu's earthy body and under the Guecubu's control. The Guecubu sends out the Polong to attack and harass fighters while remaining underground and utilizing its Spike Growth and other SLAs to best effect. The Guecubu emerges if it is somehow attacked, if the Polong is defeated, it runs out of SLAs to use, or if it sees an opportunity to utilize its Whirlwind Attack feat to potentially curse multiple foes. Once emerged, its blood thirsty nature prevents it from fleeing back underground.
The Polong struggles against the Guecubu's control. While its struggle is ultimately futile the effort distracts it and makes it only attack the closest living target or the last creature to attack/provoke it even if there is an opportunity to finish off an opponent. This also keeps it flying at ground level instead of flying up out of reach or down through the arena floor.

Monster Statblocks/Link: Polong
Guecubu

[Ermine]

Hurry hurry hurry!

[AximusLokar]

You people are making it so tempting to take the Crossroll Stats even though I know that dice hate me.

[OneDarkness]

[fieldset=character app for Last of the Hunters]

Malkia Mwekundu
"Your blood coagulates so beautifully."

Race: Human-ish, Female, Appears late twenties, Neutral Evil
Classes: Crimson Dancer on the Path of the Scarlet Dancer
Archetype(s): None
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Primary Party Roles: Damage dealer, Debuff, Buffer, High Caster
Home Kingdom: Soul Terra
Traits: Description: You are a wanted criminal (actual or falsely accused) from another kingdom and whether by choice or necessity you found yourself hiding out in Baalreisan with pursuers hot on your tail. They chased you down and cornered you in the capital city of Vlastheim. In your desperation to escape the law you discovered a legal loophole within the rules of the Parabellum games. The long and short of it is combatants in the Parabellum games have diplomatic immunity while on arena grounds and any attempt at extraditing criminals must wait until the completion of the games. With no choice, you quickly signed up for the games and your pursuers were indeed halted for a time by Baalreisan authorities; however, should you be caught outside arena grounds you will be arrested on the spot. Now you must not only plan your escape but survive the games in the meantime.
Benefit: Your extended stay on the arena ground has granted you certain after hours access normal visitors are not allowed. With a bit of subtly you are able to slip in and out of the arena's restricted areas to gain an advantage on your upcoming fights. The week before each of your fights, choose round 1, 2, or 3 and then roll a special Stealth check to gather information. The later the round the higher the base DC. On success you learn the name of at least one type of monster you will be fighting in that round. For every 5 by which you exceed the DC you learn one additional monster name and type that you will be fighting. If no more monster types are present in the round, you learn one strength or weakness of one of the monsters chosen randomly. If you fail this check by 10 or more you are caught by the arena attendants and held in isolation until your next match begins. In addition, future Stealth attempts have their DC's increased by 5.Hidden in Plain Site, Either through your lineage or your years spent in the magically saturated lands of Soul Terra you have developed an innate adeptness for wielding magical forces. Choose one school of magic, one sphere, or one elemental energy type. When casting spells or spell-like abilities of the chosen school, sphere, or energy type you gain a +1 trait bonus to your effective caster level or HD (Hit die in the case of class features which use hit die rather than caster level to calculate their ability effects).Born to Magic



Character Sheet: (Still a WIP)

 

Appearence

 

While physical beauty is often a concept that is all to often particular to the individual who is witnessing it their are some immeasurable qualities that can draw the attention of the eye or even cause others to approach when they don't even know why they want to. Malkia has that quality with a force of presence that others can't help but gravitate towards, though it probably doesn't hurt that she is tall, fit and moves with the ethereal grace of a dancer. Her possessions while equally as impressive are sparce with an impressive looking dagger upon her hip, and collection of assorted jewelry done made out of gold but very little in the way of precious stones except a unique looking black metal ring set with a large ruby that she wears on her left hand. There is a wide gold locket around her neck in the shape of an hourglass that looks to open on both sides with a central hinge and its not uncommon for her to wear it under neath other gold chains or hide it behind something else but no matter what she always wears it. Her clothing tends towards light and revealing, largely because she doesn't like to feel restrained, but also she tends to run hot and feels warm to the touch. On her right breast just above the heart is a barely noticeable black ink tattoo of the same hourglass depiction as the locket, otherwise her skin is flawless with no signs of imperfection or aging.

Personality

 

Her father was perhaps the only person in her life who she really cared about, she never knew who was her mother, just that they were one of her Father's faithful and her early elevation in his cult lofted her above the others her age so anything remotely like friendship was ultimately out of reach given the power she wielded. Her father always pushed her towards excellence as there was no point in learning something if you weren't going to do it to the best of your ability, so needless to say the chance of failure or actual failure always weighed heavily on her and she was equally as hard upon others. The fact the she has no clue as to what has happened to him and whether he is still alive is a great source of stress for her and she is torn between searching for him and lashing out at those who she thinks might have been responsible for the last attack upon them. Its incredibly unlikely that anybody involved would still be alive given its been centuries, but revenge upon the bloodlines is not outside of her wheelhouse and something she is certainly capable of doing.

Her lack of connection with others has certainly made the taking of life and causing of pain to be of little concern to her, its the same with her manipulation of others, its all about achieving her goals and what she needs versus the needs of others. She only has a few things left from her previous life, a intricate woven black metal ring with a large polished ruby and a gold locket around her neck when an engraved hourglass upon it, The locket is one of the few things left that was her fathers and its loss would likely rip away any shred of remaining humanity and what's left would only be interested in death and pain. All other earthly possessions are simply tools to be used and discarded with no attachment, most people fall into that same category, they serve a purpose and once its complete they are of little value to her.

Background

 

Malika's lineage traces through the ancient sands of Mar'Zhal'Adul from where her parents and their bloodlines once flourished, her Father was an influential leader a small sect called Mchanga Unaoanguka which loosely translates as the Falling Sand where he used his cunning and presence to secure items of great significance from the Horizon wars and foster his growing ability to manipulate time and space. Her mother was simply one of many among his faithful and while they were largely raised in the style of a commune she found favor in the eyes of her father who frequently elevated her position and from a young age she learned to rule and manipulate at his side. Eventually his rising power caught the attention of the influential governing house and they were driven away to western coasts plagued by enemy's and agents seeking their downfall, only the powers wielded by her father were sufficient to keep them safe. Eventually with only a handful of his most trusted acolytes remaining they were driven across the seas to the shores of Soul Terra.

Within the magical steeped lands of Soul Terra her father's powers flourished once more and even Malika's own budding strength grew immensely as she took to the calling of the Blood. It was considered a dark sphere by the land of her birth but her Father was not naive enough to care about such things knowing their enemies still hunted them and the power of Blood woudl be most useful should they be discovered. He helped her locate manuals and items of significance to the sphere including one of her most powerful implements, Sanguine Blood Sphere Implement +4Moyo Kupiga, and when next the agents found them they were ill prepared for the horror that Malik enacted upon them. The nightmarish remains of their bodies and her manipulation of their blood haunt the dreams of those few that managed to escape. They swore they would get their revenge, but that is an easy thing to do when one is fleeing.

Months passed and their number of faithful started to grow again, wither their enemies seemingly having faded into the shadows once more after their last defeat, her Father was preparing a ritual to cross the boundaries of space and time when their enemies finally reemerged. They drove them deep into the inner sanctum of the cult, with their enemies having secure wielders of magic of their own of immense power, weakened from the planned ritual her Father was unable to take them to freedom but he had the means to escape through the ritual but he could not take Malika through the portal as well. Knowing she would fight to the bitter end he trapped her within temporal stasis and secured her within a hidden chamber, fixed in time until his return or 500 years had passed, before he completed the ritual and crossed into the unknown.

It was only 500 years later when the stasis was dispelled that Malika awoken as if not a moment had passed for her, her Father's compound had been taken over by a wealthy family who had never guessed who laid in stasis within their walls and they were promptly slaughtered in resurfaced anger to find all that she had known was gone. With no sign of her Father other than a few items that had been secured with her along with some of his journals, she fled into the night as servants around ran for their lives while those that stood in her was bled as if cut by hundreds of knives. Fleeing west she learned of the passage of time and was stunned to realize so much had changed since her slumber, but she didn't have time to truly process it all and stowed away on board a ship departing for Vlastheim just moments ahead of those who sought her. She was able to keep her presence hidden while onboard, stealing food and gaining her bearings deep within the hold of the ship, spending the voyage spying on the crew and its few passengers. Luckily the language hadn't change greatly and much of what was said she could understand or figured out based on what she did know, but upon arrival in Vlastheim agents were waiting on the docks having been alerted to our presence by those of Soul Terra who had used magic to warn of her arrival.

She narrowly escaped them at the docks having escaped out a port hole into the water and made her way under the docks and piers to shore where she blended into thriving city but she knew her time was limited and she needed a chance to regain her footing and figure out what to do next. Apparently she wasn't alone as a story caught her attention that those who partake in the Parabellum games were immune from prosecution and extradition to foreign powers, a chance for her figure out her next move and maybe make some allies in the process. With but a few days till they started she avoided those who sought her and made it to the officials to enter the games, at first they thought she was some noble daughter but she was quickly able to dissuade them of that illusion. Now she finds herself waiting for the games to begin while meeting those who for whatever reason of their own found themselves in the games as well, only time would tell if this was the right choice....

RP Scenario

 

While she waits Never woudl she of imagined she would willingly sign herself up to face down threat after threat with a chance towards death for the pleasure of others, but the situation she had found herself in had left her little options and for the moment this was the only one that would give her the time she needed to figure out what to do next. It didn't hurt that it also gave her a room and food as well, the food was simple and the room meager but it was free and kept her from an assassin's blade, an executioners axe or maybe something worse. The guards were easy enough to manipulate to her will and she managed to explore the arena area quite easily, and when challenged a coy smile and some suggestive words were often enough for them to look the other way. Some even brought her little gifts or word of others who had signed up for the games or fantastical beasts that they had heard rumors of being secured in other parts of the arena that she might face, every bit might help in the weeks ahead. Nodding to herself she looked out through the iron barred windows at the bustling city below, she inhaled deeply the metallic smell of the blood that was permeating the viewing alcove she was in, the lone guard that had been hear lay in a pool of fresh blood that still oozed slowly from multiple wounds openings across her body. The guard an older woman was stockier than some of the men, and while she had eyed Malika's figure much like the others had she did not buy her excuses and instead was planning on dragging her back to her quarters and making sure she was watched more closely. When she moved to grab Malika she knew immediately that she was in trouble when the innocent expression vanished to be replaced by that of a predator whose smile never left her lips as the guard started to feel the blood trickle and then flow freely from every orifice on her body. She didn't even have time to cry out in warning as the blood loss weakened her resolve and she slipped to the floor with the blood pooling around her now lifeless body, Malika watched as flow outward from the body, exhilarated as the smell of the blood filled her nostrils and by the time the blood stop Malika was no where to be seen. "Another simple fool who underestimated what I am capable of, Hopefully others are as trusting and naive as you were, leaving themselves open to my powers." The guards coin purse and key ring were deftly secured among her belongings as she made her way back to her assigned room, it wouldn't be long before the body was discovered and security woudl be tighter for the next day but what was gained would come in handy. She couldn't help but wonder once more about what had ever became of her Father, if he yet lived or was aware that his stasis had been ended, what she wouldn't give for some sign of his presence. "You may not be able to hear me Father, but one way or another you will know of my presence and i will find you!" Slamming her fist down upon her table it creaked, with her frustration clearing showing in those fleeting moments, and then her mask of serenity returned with the hint of a smile upon her lips as she heard the scream of guards echoing through the stone laden halls around her as they discovered what she had done...

Monster Encounter

 

Burn Baby Burn Encounter Name: Burn Baby Burn Difficulty Rating: Medium (near High) Monster(s): 6x Remorhaz Monster Strategy: The Remorhaz likely start off any encounter burrowing about under the sand out of sight of the party using their tremorsense to stalk their prey, often encircling them before burst out of the sands to engage their targets making use of flanking and encircling the party preventing easy escape. using their speed, reach and size to stay close to all the targets but if the enemy moves too far from them, takes flight or is heavily wounded it will retreat beneath the sounds and circle for a new opponent or a better opportunity. Its Grab followed by swallow whole ability combined with Heat making it an extremely dangerous opponent once you have been grappled as a poor save could effectively destroy equipment as well as dealing damage that would be challenging to escape from. Monster Statblocks/Link: Remorhaz

[LeoByron]

I made a minor change to Lucius' classes as follows:

Classes: Ecclesitheurge Sphere Cleric 1 / Incanter 6 / Swarmheart Wraith 3

This not only better fits the story, in that he started as a Priest, became a Conjuror and then nearly died, becoming a Swarmheart Wraith.

This gave me more talents and Feats, which I used to become a better Support character.

[Tempestfury]

Welp, I'm afraid I'm dropping out of the recruitment. Life has been busier than expected, and I haven't put enough time in to complete my character, I know I'm not going to get them finished before the deadline.

A shame, I liked the concept I put together, but it is what it is.

[Eviltedzies]

Notice: Less than 48 hours left until the deadline! Remember, I do not require character sheets be completed. Only the fluff of your app and a monster encounter. Happy writing folks!