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[Caellath]

Talendir looks around with an uninterested look at his face. What was supposed to be a simple travel has been going for quite a while now.

Loot the rogue's body before it disappears automagically due to GM's intervention. Then move to the stranger who called out.

Spoiler: Talendir Exomedil - Soldier (click to show/hide)

Name: Talendir Exomedil
Stats:
-HP: 75/75
-MP: 0/0
Inventory: (see below/linked to class; you may include a small, nonmagical trinket or memento; your basic clothing is assumed to be on you)
-Broadsword
-Heater Shield
-Chainmail (soaks 12 damage from mundane attacks, adds +4 damage to electrical effects on you)
-Broken greatlance handle: A beautifully designed and crafted part of a spear/polearm handle, measuring around 5 inches and partly broken. Judging by its sheer resilience, the business end of the weapon it once belonged to was very heavy.
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Description: Slightly tanned skin, honey-colored eyes and pitch-black hair in a ponytail, tied with a small tattered dark red ribbon which can get him some weird looks from anyone who notices it. Tall and strong, with well-defined although not exaggerated muscles. On top of his chainmail he usually wears a long-sleeved black jacket with an equally black vest and brown long-sleeved shirt underneath, plus an extra shirt under the chainmail. His pants are black and so are his resilient boots. Under his clothing, the skin over large areas of his body is riddled with scars, varying in size and shape. His hands are covered in bandages.
Class: Soldier
-Hardened: You take -3 damage from all physical attacks.
-Great Strength: You can use heavy weapons without penalty or increased danger from failures.
-Few Words: You aren’t much for talking with strangers, and are less likely to convince people you don’t know. (-1 to speech/persuasion rolls for strangers)
-Brother/Sisterhood: You bond closely with those around you, and are willing to risk yourself to defend them. (+1 to rolls in which you are acting to protect another party member)
Skills:
-Weaponmaster: You have an incredible depth of knowledge on weaponry, and gain +3 damage to all successful attacks with melee weapons.
-Squire History: You were once a squire for a knight, and can make small repairs to damaged weapons and armor. (+1 to repair rolls for medieval weapons/armor)
Background: Talendir was born to a simple family which desired a better future for its children. Turning into a knight meant having a shot at brighter days by renting your sword and skill to a lord, and because of that their small boy was sent to be a squire at a castle. He learned how to perform repairs in weaponry and armor as well as how to ride a horse, the last one as a hidden activity. The lord of the castle did not care for lowborn assistants nor was willing to allow the knight assigned to Talendir to teach the boy anything but the skills needed to keep the older man's armor clean and his weapons sharp.

Even in an environment were all opportunities seemed to be denied to him, he still strived to fulfill his and his parents' dream, working during the day and practicing whilst all the souls inside the property slept, focusing on melee after getting his ranged warfare capabilities up to a reasonable standard. His abilities grew exponentially as the result of dedication and training, and his self-inflicted crucible to become a knight finally ended at the young age of 16, when his skills with close-combat weaponry had become so unnervingly obvious he managed to soundly defeat a knight and was granted full knighthood by the lord of the castle by sheer interest in using him as a tool for war.

Talendir became known for his ease in wielding extremely weighty weaponry as it was no more complicated than swinging a dagger around, and capitalized on that fame with his heavy set of armor and weapons, usually carrying an enchanted Horseslayer greatlance and a very large steel round shield, both of which had part of his smithing efforts. His happiness would not last long, and he was expelled from knighthood at the age of 17 for reasons unknown during his first campaign. The events of that time caused him to take on a sour and occasionally jaded attitude as well as becoming hostile towards paladins.

He started to work as a mercenary soldier to survive, gaining experience through a couple of years before being attracted by the call for adventurers.

[Dermonster]

"So, do you know the way to [Our destination]?"

HP: 21/30
MP: 38/40 (Regens 5 MP/turn)

[Sinpwn]

Cast detect magic.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

HP: 25/25
MP: 46/66 (3 Regen)
Inventory:
-Floating, runed, metal sphere
-blank scroll
-Silver dagger

Levitate 4MP
Sunder 8MP
Detect Magic 3MP
Freezing Spray 6MP

[Xantalos]

Posting to watch. Also, Derm seems to be a more magically versatile Black Mage from 8-Bit theatre. Just sayin...

[Dermonster]

On that note, we seem to be missing a few actions.

[Skyrunner]

Oh. I see.

Well, I

watch derm.

[Flying Dice]

((I'll poke Spinal_Taper with a gentle reminder. Just a bit of warning: I'm going to continue to be rather busy with work through the end of July, but once I'm back at uni I should be able to update more often. Maximum McDreich has expressed interest in subbing into the game and is apparently working on a character sheet, but I haven't heard anything further from Tiruin, though that is mostly my fault for dropping off the map for a few days.  ))

[Spinal_Taper]

"So, what do you do usually, when we're not bothering you?"
Hit on the local women.

[Flying Dice]

Hedric looks around with growing concern as magical energy builds up around his body. The air begins to smell of ozone, and sparks crackle along his body. With a sudden, rather anticlimactic pop, a glowing tear opens in the air to his left. Threads of light reaching out and starting to pull him through. He doesn't seem to struggle very much as his arm passes through, and his eyes begin to glaze over.

____

Talendir

Feeling very slightly bored with the time consumed by what was supposed to be a simple, short leg of your journey, you look around. When you notice Hedric being dragged away by forces unknown, you decide to make the best of a strange moment and steal whatever you can from the apparently-braindead man, trying to reach him before he is pulled all the way through. [6] You manage to get your hand into one of his pockets and feel something hard and angular--a cut gemstone, perhaps? Your hand tingles as the pocket passes into the rift, and you close your fingers around the stone, which feels as if it is moving in your hand, drawing back from the abnormal portal.

Opening your hand, you discover that what you took isn't a gem. Or at least it isn't now. [3] A small, crimson-hued blob rests in your palm, sprouting a number of what appear to be teeth, both human and animal. The thing weighs more than it should, unless it is abnormally dense. The reddish skin (you can think of no better way to describe the surface) is constantly shifting, scraping the teeth against your hand.

After staring at the thing for a second or two, you move towards the four in the clearing. ((I'm assuming that's what you meant with the last bit?))

Gain: Teething Fleshball

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Derm

Thinking clearly, you ask the herbalist if she knows the way to Brehelm Watch. [4] She nods, saying that it is further along the road, but that the people in the town back to the west tend to overestimate travel time because they prefer to travel around the forest. She claims that it is only another thirty minutes or so to the edge of the forest at a fast walk, and a bit more to her village. From there, you can travel the rest of the way along the hills to your destination in around 6 hours.
____

Sinterous

With a muttered word, you search the area for traces of magic. [5] You sense a fairly powerful magical source in Derm, as well as minor ones in Mina and Aero. There is a very minor spark of magic in the herbalist's dagger, likely some sort of weak enchantment. The strange rift which has almost completely consumed Hedric is of comparable strength to your entire pool of energy, but feels as if there is a taint upon it. There are no other sources of magical energy within a 20 meter radius of you.

-3 MP
____

Mina

You carefully watch Derm, [4] and notice him talking to the herbalist, overhearing snatches of their brief conversation.
____

Aero

With a playful tone, ([5] and [2]), you hit on the herbalist and her assistant. She smiles slightly, flirting a bit in return. Her assistant scowls, telling you in a deep bass voice that you're barking up the wrong tree. He turns back towards the forest.
____

With a final flash of movement [4], a cat darts out of the trees, making a beeline for... [1]; [4]; [3]; [6]; [5] ...Mina! It weaves a few figure-eights through her legs before attempting to climb up onto her shoulder, digging its claws into her leg. Its eyes glimmer with a spark of intelligence.

Mina gains: Feral Cat (Follower)


((I'll be abstracting unimportant travel from this point on, to avoid having to chain together encounters and because I don't think anyone is interested in that. Unless there are any objections before I get off for the night, I'll go ahead and do that for the upcoming bit of the journey.))

[Dermonster]

"Right. Come bird man, we fly!"

Reduce personal gravity and bound forth!

(How much HP do I get per turn?)


HP: 21?/30
MP: 40/40 (Regens 5 MP/turn)

[Caellath]

Talendir shrugs before enveloping the eldritch object full of teeth in a far amount of cloth and throwing it into his backpack/large pouch. The thing keeps shifting and changing, but it does not seem aggressive, but it also isn't useful. Well, he may still sell it to a crazy mage later or destroy it. For now, it was time to sleep.
"Let's just get going to the nearest settlement. It is dark already, so I guess we're sleeping in the village."

Keep walking.

Spoiler: Talendir Exomedil - Soldier (click to show/hide)

Name: Talendir Exomedil
Stats:
-HP: 75/75
-MP: 0/0
Inventory: (see below/linked to class; you may include a small, nonmagical trinket or memento; your basic clothing is assumed to be on you)
-Broadsword
-Heater Shield
-Chainmail (soaks 12 damage from mundane attacks, adds +4 damage to electrical effects on you)
-Broken greatlance handle: A beautifully designed and crafted part of a spear/polearm handle, measuring around 5 inches and partly broken. Judging by its sheer resilience, the business end of the weapon it once belonged to was very heavy.
>Teething Fleshball
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Description: Slightly tanned skin, honey-colored eyes and pitch-black hair in a ponytail, tied with a small tattered dark red ribbon which can get him some weird looks from anyone who notices it. Tall and strong, with well-defined although not exaggerated muscles. On top of his chainmail he usually wears a long-sleeved black jacket with an equally black vest and brown long-sleeved shirt underneath, plus an extra shirt under the chainmail. His pants are black and so are his resilient boots. Under his clothing, the skin over large areas of his body is riddled with scars, varying in size and shape. His hands are covered in bandages.
Class: Soldier
-Hardened: You take -3 damage from all physical attacks.
-Great Strength: You can use heavy weapons without penalty or increased danger from failures.
-Few Words: You aren’t much for talking with strangers, and are less likely to convince people you don’t know. (-1 to speech/persuasion rolls for strangers)
-Brother/Sisterhood: You bond closely with those around you, and are willing to risk yourself to defend them. (+1 to rolls in which you are acting to protect another party member)
Skills:
-Weaponmaster: You have an incredible depth of knowledge on weaponry, and gain +3 damage to all successful attacks with melee weapons.
-Squire History: You were once a squire for a knight, and can make small repairs to damaged weapons and armor. (+1 to repair rolls for medieval weapons/armor)
Background: Talendir was born to a simple family which desired a better future for its children. Turning into a knight meant having a shot at brighter days by renting your sword and skill to a lord, and because of that their small boy was sent to be a squire at a castle. He learned how to perform repairs in weaponry and armor as well as how to ride a horse, the last one as a hidden activity. The lord of the castle did not care for lowborn assistants nor was willing to allow the knight assigned to Talendir to teach the boy anything but the skills needed to keep the older man's armor clean and his weapons sharp.

Even in an environment were all opportunities seemed to be denied to him, he still strived to fulfill his and his parents' dream, working during the day and practicing whilst all the souls inside the property slept, focusing on melee after getting his ranged warfare capabilities up to a reasonable standard. His abilities grew exponentially as the result of dedication and training, and his self-inflicted crucible to become a knight finally ended at the young age of 16, when his skills with close-combat weaponry had become so unnervingly obvious he managed to soundly defeat a knight and was granted full knighthood by the lord of the castle by sheer interest in using him as a tool for war.

Talendir became known for his ease in wielding extremely weighty weaponry as it was no more complicated than swinging a dagger around, and capitalized on that fame with his heavy set of armor and weapons, usually carrying an enchanted Horseslayer greatlance and a very large steel round shield, both of which had part of his smithing efforts. His happiness would not last long, and he was expelled from knighthood at the age of 17 for reasons unknown during his first campaign. The events of that time caused him to take on a sour and occasionally jaded attitude as well as becoming hostile towards paladins.

He started to work as a mercenary soldier to survive, gaining experience through a couple of years before being attracted by the call for adventurers.

[Spinal_Taper]

Aero turns towards Derm, and says
"Ey, just gimme a minute with this fine lady!" he punctuates the line with a saucy wink towards the herbalist.
Then he shifts his attention back to the herbalist.
"Ey, see ya round. Soon, hopefully."
After he finishes flirting, he takes off with Derm, stopping at the Herbalists village.
"Well, she was nice. Don't know bout 'er buddy though."

[Sinpwn]

Blinking a few times at the slightly disconcerting anomaly that swallowed one of his group members, Sinterous turns to Talendir.
"I may be interested in studying that... Artefact you have acquired at some point in the future, with your consent."

Head towards the town. Attempt to coax the mushroom stalk to relocate further back, under my wizard hat.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

HP: 25/25
MP: 43/66 (3 Regen)
Inventory:
-Floating, runed, metal sphere
-blank scroll
-Silver dagger

Levitate 4MP
Sunder 8MP
Detect Magic 3MP
Freezing Spray 6MP

[Flying Dice]

(How much HP do I get per turn?)

((There is no automatic HP regeneration at the start, though you may come across things that give you a degree of it. You can attempt to heal yourself, be healed by other other players, ask NPCs to heal you, and will be healed for a decent amount if you get a few hours of sleep. The last of those is most reliable, followed by asking an NPC with medical training/experience; the former is always going to heal you and the latter will be more likely to succeed than attempts by an untrained player or NPC. There will be other things the party will encounter that will give one-time healing, such as some of the Alchemist's draughts.))

[Maxinum McDreich]

Name: Lei Senai
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Description: Chestnut brown hair that just reaches her shoulders, though it is often done up in a loose bun. Has a sideswept fringe to the right. She has dark brown eyes and fair complexion. Wears a brown shawl that goes over a white dress that ends just above the ankles, both with unusual patterns and styles not common to these lands in navy blue. She has a fair complexion.
Background: Lei's family were a fading force in higher society. The name still held immense value in politics, but the family were slowly being impoverished, though that was a tightly held secret for obvious reasons.
Lei's parents were strongly involved with the family, and often were central to their success. Though they used their powers to help the people they led, they never used it in politics unless absolutely necessary. Seeing an opportunity to gain land that would pull them out of their monetary problems, they engaged in a risky political manouvre. It seemed to work right up till Freeholder Leira somehow managed to find out of their Kin heritage.
Kin in politics is almost taboo, due to their little understood powers, and how powerful they are in politics when used. The family begged Leira to not divulge this information. She gave an offer: the Senai family would side with her in all political debates. If they wished to be able to abstain from supporting her when they wished, they would have to hand over one of their sons or daughters as Leira's servant, never to see them again. Lei put herself forward without hesitation to grant her family the choice, though they desperately told her not to go.
Leira saw the deal done, and Lei was gone. 2 years since then, she has proven herself a capable servant and a kind person, putting others before herself. Leira, though, was disapointed in how Lei didn't use her strange abilities very often, if at all. Frustrated, Leira has sent Lei on the quest for the Lich.

To hide what she is, Lei pretends to channel magic through her staff when she uses telekinesis. Having both the Senai name and affiliation with Freeholder Leira gives Lei a certain amount of respect with anyone that understands these things.
Class: Kin
Stats:
HP: 35/35
MP: 0/0
Skills:
Minor Empath
Mental Sensitivity
Telekinetic
Telepath
Mental Mapper
Inventory: Quarterstaff. It's reasonably ornate.
Family Heirloom: Pendant Necklace. The pendant looks like a coin made of flint with a small marquise-shaped green gem inlayed. The stone itself has an intrinsic set of patterns cut into it that is unusual. However, it does not look like an expensive pendant by any means.

(Sorry this has taken so long. A mixture of RL, this being my first female character and wanting to get it right slowed me right down. Now that I've put all this work in, she'll probably die quickly )