Character:Name: Fellsoil Dreamender??? the Male Night Troll "Hrrrmm. This name will take some getting used too. If I decide I don't like it, I can ignore it until it goes away, or terrorize another settlement in hopes of getting a better one."
Physical Traits:
Arrow Lodged in Shoulder, Fractured Thumb
Tattooed Arms "Prevents me from getting magic fatigued as easily, and even helps out a bit with casting. Also: Fashionable."
Springy Legs "I wish I could fly, but being able to jump like a flea and kick peoples ribs in is the next best thing."
Camouflaged Body "I can be invisible... at a glance or at a distance."
Hypnotic Gaze "I'm good at disabling a mortal's self preservation instinct... not so good at predicting his actions once I do."
Skills:
Eon Manipulation (+5) "Eon Manipulation is a family tradition. I hope to someday be as good as my father..."
Stealth (+4) "They can't escape what they can't see!"
Dark Manipulation (+2) "The night is my birthright and my greatest ally..."
Communication (+2) "Even for one as hideous as myself, a silver tongue goes a long way!"
Night Creature Empathy (+1) "Because it pays to be friends with other night dwellers."
Fire Manipulation (+1) "Fire is one of the few things capable of scaring mortals as much as I do. It makes sense that I should master it."
Plant Empathy (+1) "I can use this skill to navigate the forest... among other things."
Inventory:
Steel Helmet (Worn)
A cursed bracelet of plant reading [+1 when listening to plants] (Worn, right arm, boosts Plant Empathy in some situations)
Steel Buckler (Wielded, left arm)
An Elf-Tooth Charm Necklace of Healing (Worn)
Alchemist's Work Outfit [Shirt, Apron, Pants] (Worn)
-A Soul Catcher Necklace (Worn)
-2 Large Rubies (In Pocket)
-1 Small Sack of Assorted Dragon Bits [Small Bones, Scales, Teeth, Ect] (In Pocket)
-1 Small Sack Labeled 'Warning: Gunpowder' (In Pocket)
-1 Book Titled 'Intro to the Inferno: The Scourge's Guide to Flame Manipulation' (In Pocket)
-1 Book Titled 'The Devil's Cookbook: Alchemy for Those Lacking in Moral Fiber' (In Pocket)
Thick Belt (Worn)
-Scorchedjade, An Artifact Rose Quartz Spear [Unknown Enchantment(s)]
-1 Large Knife (Sheathed, Hanging from Belt)
"I'm well equipped to handle any situation!"
Perks:
Magic Perks
Budding Animal Empath: You will gain the animal empathy skill if you succeed in 1 animal empathy actions, or successfully study it in a book
Budding Lore Keeper of Notcheclaw: You will gain the loreminder [Notcheclaw] skill if you study her scripture or train with an instructor 4 more times.
Budding Priest of Notcheclaw: You will gain the Invocation [Notcheclaw] skill if you study her scripture or train with an instructor 2 more times.
Aspiring Water Manipulator: You will gain the water manipulation skill if you succeed in 6 water manipulation actions, or train extensively with somebody who has it
Aspiring Swordsman: You will gain the Armed Combat [Swords] skill if you succeed in 6 sword combat actions, or train extensively with somebody who has it
Bug Speaker: You do not suffer an untrained skill penalty for using animal empathy on bugs
Bird Speaker: You do not suffer an untrained skill penalty for using animal empathy on birds
Youth Speaker: Take a +1 to any attempt to communicate with a mortal who is under 30 (Or equivilant to being under 30 for non humans)
Reproductive Perks
Mature: You are physically and mentally capable of converting and impregnating mates. To do so you must spend a "Gift" perk. "Gift" perks can be gained by rolling very high, learning new skills, or through other supernatural means. If you create a child it may be born with some traits of it's mother in addition to whatever gift you use to conceive it.
Gift of Hideousness: Can be spent to convert or impregnate a mate. The night troll created will appear so unatural and ugly that it will almost always elicit a powerful emotional response (typically fear, disgust, or anger) in any mortal who lays eyes on it. Bun in the Oven
Gift of Inferno's Embrace: Can be spent to convert or impregnate a mate. The night troll created will be able to make itself as one with any sufficiently large blaize. While merged with a fire a night troll is nearly invincible, has the ability to materialize anywhere near it, and exert some control over the direction and rate of it's spread.
Gift of Withering Touch: Can be spent to convert or impregnate a mate. The night troll created will have the ability to cause mortal beings to age upon physical contact. Humans can be brought from infancy to natural death in about 30 minutes. Dwarves take about three times that much. Elves and Goblins can be aged to physical maturity, but not beyond that point.
Gift of Battlelust: Can be spent to convert or impregnate a mate. The night troll created will have thick natural armor and the ability to enter into a martial trance when cornered.
Gift of the Left Stone: Can be spent to convert a female or impregnate a mate. Instead of producing a son or a consort, this gift creates a fully functional female night troll. The traits gained depends on the female converted or consort impregnated.
Recipes:
Drought of Perception Blotting: Causes the drinker to become invisible to members of a single sentient race unless the drinker tries to get their attention or is pointed out to them.
-1 Brain of the Race you wish to be not noticed by
-1 Fistfull of ash from burned oak
-1 1 Large Mug of digestive juices from a mammal
Other Party Members:
Gwendolyn, the Night Troll Consort (Recovering From Birth)
-Loincloth
-Steel Helmet
-Steel Sword
-Steel Sword
-Wood Shovel
Cherlyn, the Night Troll Consort (Healthy, Unfamiliar with her own body)
-Black Thief's Clothing
-Steel Helmet
-Diamond Studded Gold Necklace
-Pair of Ruby Studded Bronze Earings
-Obsidian Dagger (Enchanted)
-23 Iron Lockpicks
-Retreat of Oakworshiped Skeleton Key
-Oak Wand
-Coin Purse [5 Dawnmaiden Gold Coin]
Jimma, the Night Troll Consort Puppet (Healthy, Unfamiliar with her own body, Pregnant 0/?? Fear for Baby)
-Scrap Cloth Loincloth
-Steel Battleaxe
-Set of Steel Chain-mail
Alice, the Night Troll Consort (Healthy, Unfamiliar with her own body)
-Steel Combat Knife
-Steel Workman's Ax
-Bow of the North Wind
-Coin Purse [33 Dwanmaiden Silver Coin, 3 Foghorn the Vile Aluminum Doubloons]
Unamed Baby Night Troll (Hypnotic Gaze, Tattooed Arms, Camouflaged Body, Springy Legs, Tumors of Blinking)
Deciding to avoid fighting with humans, you spread your arms and focus on their weapons. With in a matter of moments each of their blades vanishes in a green flash. Additional smaller flashes imply that your spell may have hit their sheathed side arms as well.
1d20 = 15 + 5(Skill) + 1(Tattoos) = 21The humans, astonished, turn and notice your party. Unarmed and spooked, they approach slowly. As they draw close and they discover with what they are dealing, and you feel spikes of fear rise from them. They stand in amazement, unsure whether or not to flee, and you address them before they have the chance to make up their minds.
"Have no fear gentlemen." they are all men. And look to be related.
"I mean you no harm. I am a foe to the elves, not the humans.""Then what have you done with our weapons?" Asks one.
"Removed them for the time being. I doubt my consorts and I could have gotten past you unnoticed, nor did I have confidence in the fact that you wouldn't attack a night monster on sight. They will re-appear where they vanished in a few hours tops. Now tell me boys, I am curious, what are doing out here in uniform? Are you involved with that army over by the human town?" 1d20 = 13 + 2(Skill) = 15The tallest one nods. "We are brothers. Only the oldest, myself, is actually in the army. I procured uniforms and gear for my brothers so we may better deceive and protect against the elves. Our only and much beloved sister is to be wed soon, and we seek to capture and sell into slavery some of the fair folk to pay her dowry. We hunt the same prey. Please let us go in peace."
Contrary to popular belief, Night Trolls are in fact capable of feeling pity and compassion, and you feel sorry for these brothers. This must be their first time elf hunting, and you know they will never catch anything without actually entering the forest. You are not sure if you could convince humans to accompany you on your hunt, or if you would even feel comfortable doing so, but part of you feels that you should somehow help out. If you mention your own raid plans they could take advantage of the chaos and take what they need... or they could warn Oakworshiped in exchange for the money they want.
Gwen however has other ideas.
"I say we kill em love. We can get the souls and fear we need here and now, relax in the woods for a few hours so as not to be suspicious, and then return home with a fabricated tale of our exploits designed to impress the rouge with your speed and ability..."The humans quake at Gwen's words.
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Topic: The Last Night Troll (Read 230431 times)