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[Remuthra]

I'm thinking something along the lines of Malu, Shin, and Arnum, now that I've reread those. But I'd like some suggestions from other, experienced people (Read: Ross.... )

You should worship Arnum, the best god, who created and controls all things. Trust me, I'm a priest.

[Madman198237]

I'm a telekinetic mage, and have a few surprises and interesting backstory stuff planned. And I just chose them at random, ignoring "power standings" and went for the ones that I felt matched my intended character the best.
EDIT
---Surprises relating to what exactly I can DO with telekinesis. At least, when I get more experienced.

[Ross Vernal]

Stronger or cheaper? Huduhwhat?
And do you mean you want me to just search the thread for materials?

I have it to where people with inherent talent either do more damage / have stronger spells for the same price, or to where the power is the same, but the cost is less.

Malu, Shin, and Arnum sounds reasonable. Practical, really, which seems to be something that he has in spades.

[Madman198237]

I like to consider myself practical-IRL and in game. I don't care for fantastic dreams and crap. If it ain't real, it ain't real, and nothing I do is gonna make it real. XD
Such are the thoughts of a practical person.
EDIT:
Derp. Herpaderpderp. Derpity derp derp. You may now call me Sir Derpalot. I understand "stronger" vs. "cheaper" now. And yes, I guess I'll go stronger. I like to HIT YOU IN THE FACE. From 30-infinite feet away.
Oh, and I like to consider myself having practicality in aces of spades. Because aces of spades are cooler than just spades, which are shovels. Of course, I'm a soldier, which means I probably carry a shovel wherever I go. *Wink, wink*

[Ross Vernal]

Yeah, that's included in your Hypothetical Inventory. :p

[Madman198237]

Well, it's getting late here, which means I'm off for today. And tomorrow, because I have school, followed by me leaving for 3 days... I'll be gone until late Friday, probably not on until Saturday. But it's nice to know I've been accepted by as homicidally-inclined group of Bay12 forumites as there ever was. See you guys Saturday.
Oh, and HYPOTHETICAL inventory? That's like a HYPOTHESIS....absolutely useless until proven true. Or false, in which case it's just positively useless, not even marginally useless.
So, I will go dig myself a hypothetical home, with my hypothetical shovel and pick, and be in a hypothetical in-game coma on my hypothetical bed, until, hypothetically, Saturday comes around.
Now, anybody got any hypothetical questions before I go?
Maybe a hypothesis relating to my references of the power of telekinetic abilities?
Anybody?
Anyway, see you all around.

[Xantalos]

I think I made myself a 'same damage/cheaper' guy, since eventually I'll be able to put my mana costs down to negligible and cast nigh-infinitely.

[Remuthra]

Related?

[Ross Vernal]

Basically, I assume that at any given moment, your character has access to any and all items that can be reasonably assumed to fit the profile.

Money, magical items, etc are tracked, though.

[Rolepgeek]

Fire is the release of energy in the form of heat and light, which we perceive. This happens as a material oxidizes at high temperature. It is a self-catalyzing process, because to start a fire, you need heat. Once a fire is going, it creates more heat, causing the reaction to go a bit faster, creating still more heat, until it runs out of fuel. I say oxidizing, because fire is the process of the fuel's molecules uniting with oxygen, hydrogen, and carbon, to create CO² and H²O, which, again releases heat and light in the visible form of fire.
CONGRATS, DWARF FORTRESS FORUMITES! WE HAVE ACHIEVED THE AVERAGE! WE HAVE DERAILED ANOTHER FORUM THREAD!

Firebenders don't oxidize anything though. It flares out without anything to sustain it. It is a chemical process as combustible material is consumed, and a process cannot be permanent; a process is not an object.

I failed to remember that that was on the previous page.


DAethwin has cheap spells because bards aren't exactly powerhouses.

[Xanmyral]

I think I made myself a 'same damage/cheaper' guy, since eventually I'll be able to put my mana costs down to negligible and cast nigh-infinitely.

Probably for the best in my opinion, as MP is a semi-hidden secondary source of health. Don't want that falling too low or you die.

Right, yeah, heads up about that new people. Be careful with your casting, or people who drain mana if you don't have a lot.

[Gamerlord]

Hey Ross, I never got any feedback on the NPC I made; is it good, bad or utter shit?

[Ross Vernal]

Hey Ross, I never got any feedback on the NPC I made; is it good, bad or utter shit?

Assume that I am nearly legally blind, you'll find it hard to go wrong.

So, repost?

[Gamerlord]

Here's a fairly decent - I think - NPC.

Spoiler: Violette, The Tiny BFS Specialist (click to show/hide)

Name: Violette
Race: Humankind - Luteola
Height: 3" 8'
Weight: 20kg
Appearance: Slender girl 18 yr old, short cropped blonde hair, cheerful demeanor, hates being treated like a child.
Strength 4, Stamina 14, Agility 10, Speed 10, Endurance 10, Willpower 16, Intelligence 16, Perception 8
HP: 13
MP: 29
Level: Adept 4 (magic channeled to boost physical abilities)
Virtues: At least 3, no more than 5.
(Critical - 3pts)
Magical Muscles - Can boost speed, strength and agility by spending MP.
(Major- 2 pt)
(Minor - 1 pt)
Hammerspace - Keeps her weapons... somewhere. We aren't asking and she isn't telling.
BFS Training - Specifically trained to wield weapons that would be impractical for anyone but a freaking giant.
Flaws: At least 3, no more than 5.
(Critical - 3pts)
Frail - When not pumping magic into her body she is incredibly weak and finds it hard to move with her favourite gear.
(Major- 2 pt)
(Minor - 1 pt)
I'm Not A Kid - Easily taunted with her short height and childish looks.
Hobbies: No more than 3 points.
Candy - For someone who takes offense at being treated like a kid she sure does love her candy.
Feats: 1 per every 2 levels. You start with 2 as a Level 3 character.
Buster Blade - Can crush armour/smash through defences when using her weapon of choice - a greatsword that's more than twice as big as her.
Hurricane - Experienced at fighting large groups of people at once and being in the middle of the melee. Still doesn't understand the concept of 'friendly fire' though. (in melee attacks hit everyone around her - even allies)

Here. I think I should change the class to just Fighter or remove the virtue - since the class already does that. Also, I looked on the list but I couldn't find a class that did this - I think - so I just named it 'Adept'.

[GrizzlyAdamz]

While we're at it, here're mine, myral's & remuthra's.

An applicant for a melee/misc npc slot:

Spoiler: Donlir Lichenrock, Melee Ranger Dude (click to show/hide)

Name:Donlir Lichenrock
Race: Wood Elfkind
Age: 34
Height:5'8"
Weight:140lb
Appearance: Broad-shouldered but lightly built, he sports a mane of wiry black hair that's been twisted into thick dreads and tied into a loose knot to keep it on his back. Sharp features, a large nose & a goatee. Eyes are dark brown, almost black. Light-skinned.
Strength 8, Stamina 18, Agility 15, Speed 12, Endurance 16, Willpower 15, Intelligence 9, Perception 14
HP/MP: 37/29
Level: Martial Artist 3, Kineticist 2, Ranger 5
Virtues:
Critical - Disciplined: Donlir is a training fanatic- he starts each morning with intense physical and mental training, sticks with his regiments, follows orders. He goes the extra mile, and when needed, he'll go the extra twenty.
Major- Leader: In spite of his small stature, Donlir knows how to give orders. He's respected by his men for the tight ship he runs, and respected by his commanders for getting results.
Major- Pathfinder: Donlir is experienced traversing dense forests, desert dunes & canyonland, surviving off the land as he goes. Remaining undetected, tracking & trapping are specialties as well. He learned from the best when it comes to the ranger business
Flaws:
Critical- Arrogant complex: Donlir grew up in a wood elf community but frequently had contact with high & sun elves who belittled his heritage and himself as 'boisterous and hedonistic'. It didn't help that his parents were house-servants in a high-elf household. After tragedy saw him swept away to humanlands where he learned his trade, he rejected the stereotypes of his culture and looks down upon anyone who isn't as disciplined as himself. He's also left with a lingering feeling of insufficiency- his deepest fear is being found lacking, and being repeatedly disrespected can lead to unstable consequences.
Major- Passive aggressive revengeance: Donlir is the kind of guy to keep grudges, make like everything's fine, and then 'accidentally' leave the person who slighted him to be ripped apart by wolves.
Major- Difficult to find: Donlir slinks away frequently to avoid contact with his 'peers' and/or to train. If he isn't expected to be somewhere, you probably won't find him without a rather loud search effort.

Hobbies:
Critical- EXERCISE!

Feats:
Imbued muscles- Donlir uses kinetic psionics to greatly enhance his punchy bits. He looks like a bicycle but hits like a truck.
Inertia Manipulation- Donlir uses telekinetics to drastically increase his jump height & running speed. His strides are long & his jumps impossibly high.
Collateral- Donlir has practiced using Pyrokinetics to augment his abilities, and as such has learned a few things about self-preservation. He can redirect heat around and away from his body.
Acrobatic Parkour- Donlir's high-flying antics let him traverse difficult terrain at very high speed.
Batman- you know that batman trick? Yeah that one. He likes to do that, to the consternation of his conversation partners.

Alignment is Lawful neutral. No idea for gods, most likely casual/none.

Given the strength of that dragon-guy,Threw the whole 'weaker than a hero' bit out the window & just made the character as he should be. Not like he'll be getting much stronger in our adventures, after all.

Spoiler: Banneret, Summoner wonder-child (click to show/hide)

Name:Banneret
Race: Caretaker of Zakai's aspect of Loyalty
Age: He looks 12.
Height:4'9"
Weight:90lbs
Appearance: A young boy with dimly glowing gold eyes. Dark skin, black hair, cropped with a fade.
Strength 3, Stamina 8, Agility 10, Speed 7, Endurance 7, Willpower 27, Intelligence 30, Perception 20
HP/MP: 19/48
Level:Summoner 7, Bodyguard 1, Caretaker 2, Teacher 3
Virtues:
Critical: Loyal Son- Loyalty is woven into every inch of Banneret's being, serving with a great house until it has officially dissolved and his acquaintances dead. He has seen generations of his house grow up, reproduce, and die, faithfully giving his strength & wisdom to each in turn. He is a great asset to whatever family he serves.
Banneret knows the sciences, can teach them well, and yet has plenty of time for play. While he prefers to act & operate as a child, he can adopt a more mature manner when it's appropriate.
Major: Life Unending- Banneret doesn't age, requires little sustenance, and does not sleep no matter how physically exhausted he becomes.
Major: Child Genius- Little escapes Banneret's notice, he's quick to formulate plans and has a knack for solving difficult problems
Flaws:
Major: Naivety- Banneret, while excellent at formulating attack plans or designing defenses for obvious & defined enemies, he has trouble expecting deceit & sniffing out treachery.
Major: Darkness- Banneret sees particularly badly in the dark. Worse yet, he's fearful of it. Phobic, even, though he's learned to control it. Even so, it doesn't take very long for him to be overwhelmed.
Minor: Childish- While he shifts and begins lessons promptly, Banneret otherwise gets carried away in his child mode. It takes a stern voice to snap him out of it.
Hobbies:
Critical: Games of all ages. You name it, he's played it.

Feats:
Master Summoner- Banneret pulls creatures and things out of the aether at a whim. Whether it's a Giant Mastiff mount, 300 giant fireants, or a nice toy boat, it takes moments for it to materialize.
Puppet master- Banneret can simultaneously directly control around one dozen creatures
Long Range Transmission- Banneret can directly control his creations at extreme ranges, (up to 300 miles, though it gets more difficult as the distance increases).
Creationnnnnnnn-Banneret can extend the time his summonings persist by pumping more mana into them at a slightly increased cost
Myelinated Manastreams- Mana cost reduction
Double-Myelinated Manastreams- Further mana cost reduction

Lawful good of course, he worships Zakai and his house.

Same deal, lvl 13 this time with high stats.

With the gods though, you can always take a weird route. We have one person who's so devout into one that they consider all the others false and idolatrous, and another that recognizes the others but follows a false/fake/nonexistent goddess.

However, following a real god(dess) is generally recommended due to the various goodies involved in such.

Oh, by the way, you forgot the person who's going to end up bringing back/out a primordial force of power into the world and starting a religion based around worshiping something completely indifferent to anything you know or care about.

Basically a musical eldritch entity. Like if Elvis and Cthulhu had a baby.

This came to mind.

Yeah, I'll give making a few a shot.

Current Ideas:

Spoiler: My Kingdom For A General: Complete (click to show/hide)

Name: Kazimierz "Kaz" Smolensky
Race: Human (Rutila-Luteola)
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 170~ lbs
Appearance: A stick-figured sort of man, Kaz often makes himself look bulkier than he actually is with thick, obscuring clothing. But don't let his lack of obvious strength fool you, this man has a voice that can match giants, dragons even some say. Pale, sickly looking, along with a straw colored hair that's just shy from white and eyes a color that always makes people wonder if its a dark red or a dingy sort of brown. You'd be hard pressed to find him without at least some armor on, usually favoring a breastplate, sabatons, gauntlets and a helmet with light chain filling in the gaps to avoid restricting his movement too much. But don't forget the omnipresent brace of pistols that cross his chest, holding a number that many try to count but can never seem to reach a consensus.
Strength 14, Stamina 10, Agility 15, Speed 14, Endurance 11, Willpower 12, Intelligence 15, Perception 13
HP: 10 + 11 + 4 (Assuming Warlord is a Martial Class) + 2 (Assuming Tactician isn't a Martial Class) = 27
MP: 5 + (27/2 = 13~) + 4 = 22
Level: Tactician 2, Warlord 1, (Dirty) Fighter 1

Virtues:

Commanding Voice (Major): This is a man that, when he speaks, people listen. Some whisper its an innate telepathy as often rumored of his race, others that he's just that charismatic or commanding, and a few that since he speaks so little as it is, when he does speak you know something is up or important. His voice always has a way of projecting farther than one would think, reaching heights and volumes more reserved less for men but for large roaring beasts of myth. When he shouts at someone to jump, they don't even ask how high, they just know.
Cunning (Minor): Kaz is just plain smart. Not the kind of intelligence you can gain with a book, but the kind that you earn tooth by tooth. When he fights, its as much a match of wits as it is a match of brawn and skill, when he speaks it always seems to have an undercurrent of thought to it, as if he has meticulously thought out what he's said beforehand.

Flaws:

Of The Still (Minor): While not a stillborn like many of his race, his birth still wasn't the easiest, and he has all of the general traits of his kind. His skin is pale, his hair is pale, his eyes gleam red, and his wounds never clot easily. Some of the more superstitious and ignorant may think him an undead, considering his aversion to the sun and like of concealing clothing and armor. He's generally sickly, usually always with some sniffle or cold that he just grins and bears unless he has enough for a treatment.
Greedy (Minor): If there is a vice to this man, it's gold. Its visible to all that his ears perk slightly at its mention and his eyes take on a sparkle akin to the shine of the metal. He's always on the look out for a quick buck, but that doesn't mean he's dim or foolhardy about it. He knows better than to betray an employer after all, that gets around and people won't want to hire you if they think you'll drop them if the enemy offers a few coins more.
Silent (Minor): Smolensky is a man of few words. Very few words. It isn't uncommon that he'll speak in a manner similar to Trade Speak, leaving off the unnecessary "filler" words as he calls them like "the" or "a" or the like. As such, he's rare to speak, rarer to speak fully with what he says often just fragmented and terse, and even rarer he speaks loudly.

Hobbies:

Whittling (Major): The man is good with a knife on wood, that much is for sure. The wooden stocks on his guns are even self-carved so they fit just right in his hands. Rather helpful too when one finds themselves on the move and its rather easy to lose a piece of a board game.
War Games (Minor): Chess, checkers, go, or even one of his own invention, doesn't matter Kaz plays it and would love for a game, say, do you have the time? If he isn't drafting up plans, checking with the quartermaster, making sure all dozen of his pistols are loaded, the man is probably playing strategic game with someone.

Feats:

Just Shoot The Bastard: Kaz is not what one would call a fair fighter. As a tactician and a warlord, Kaz is expected to be behind a fair group of men and bodyguards, leading and telling them what to do and how to act. So, to put it simply, he isn't meant to be in drawn out fights or slug fests. He's meant to tell others how to slug it out. When he does find himself in combat though, he's a slippery, underhanded bastard of a fighter. It isn't a strange sight to see Kaz go for a swing to simply feint into a shot from the many pistols in his brace, or to aim his shots a little too low below the belt.
Where Does He Get These Damn Things?: If nothing else, Kazimierz is a paranoid man and one who knows many hiding spots for both clothing and body. Don't be too surprised if he pulls a gun or three out of his boots, gloves, hat, belt, brace, sleeve... You get the point. He almost always has a loaded gun on him somewhere.

OOC COMMENT: A stat line of 13 average, this man is meant to be leading the armies and taking care of the general minute tactical stuff for the players. One can yell for him to do something, he works out exactly how it should be done, sort of thing. Not really meant to be front line, but he can fight. Why I'm iffy on him being Melee or Misc, since he's more of a tactician than a fighter.

- Cunning but Greedy Tactician (Designated Planner/Tactician/Army Commander/Dirty Fighter) Melee/Misc

Spoiler: The Man Who Coined The Phrase "Lucky Bastard": Complete (click to show/hide)

Name: August Fleming
Race: Human (Cerussa)
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 210 lbs
Appearance: By all means August appears to be utterly average. A human of unnoticeable height and frame, if overweight and obviously starting to bald, Fleming would only stand out if he were the only human around and even then it might be easy to miss him. But that suits August fine, being noticed is for the hero types, the types who depend on people like him and keep him on a payroll: everyone needs a quartermaster after all, once they get big enough. That's not to say August pushes his luck, while he's very much self-aware, he's also not dumb enough to try and get on the nerves of some who he serves (except in the case of money), after all adventurers are a fickle lot.
Strength 11, Stamina 9, Agility 10, Speed 9, Endurance 10, Willpower 10, Intelligence 11, Perception 10
HP: 10 + 10 + 4 == 24
MP: 5 + (21/2 = 10~) + 6 (Assuming Luck Blessed is Supernatural) + 1 == 22
Level: Luck Blessed 3; Quartermaster 1

Virtues:

Fountain Of Luck (Major): With so much luck about August, one supposes its only natural that it affects those around him. Some mages call it an innate sort of magic, others a blessing from the gods, but August just calls it natural progression. One man can only have so much luck, after all, before it spills over. Everyone around him just winds up being that much luckier, whether in cards, in battle, or just in general, making this man a walking good luck charm.
Work Horse Whisperer (Minor): Fleming always could get the best out of mules and draft horses, or any beast of burden really. If it walked and could carry several heavy packs or pull a cart, the man can work with them like a natural. They listen just a bit better, are less likely to bolt, and can go just a bit farther when around Fleming.

Flaws:

Entirely Boring (Major): The man is, without a doubt, utterly boring. His words sort of drone and his tone can't be described as monotone because it at least has two inflections. He's the sort of man you'd see quietly arguing with a street peddler about the price of an apple, the same sort you'd forget you saw about a minute after you've done so.
Stingy (Minor): August is a penny pincher to the extreme, which while a good trait for a quartermaster, is rather bad if you actually want supplies that while helpful aren't strictly required. He's been known to haggle for an hour on the price change of a single copper for some objects.

Hobbies:

Pack Rat (Major): The man is obsessed with his carrying devices, and isn't shy to talk about it. You'll almost never find him without a backpack filled with an improbable amount of stuff.
Gambler (Minor): Fleming loves the dice and the cards, the thrill and the chance. It probably helps that he usually wins, and he's done it enough that he's rather known in dins and alley ways fellow gamblers are known to frequent.

Feats:

Gilded Tongue: August has argued and haggled his whole life for just a bit more cash, and its shown with his experience. While not a merchant by profession, he's learned quite a few of the tricks of the trade and his speech and mercantile sense shows.
Improbable Chance: Despite being boring and if anything but a combatant, the man has a survival rate that would astound those who knew. From picking up coins on the ground and dodging a fatal blow to having a burning building land everywhere but where he was when it falls on him, he's a lucky, lucky bastard.

OOC COMMENT: Average stat line of 10, you can probably guess this guy isn't meant to fight. He's the general logistics, mercantile, and living cargo train of the team. He's the guy who'll gather up pack animals, a wagon, and generally figure out how to allow the players to haul whatever they like away to their hearts content. To avoid being completely helpless though, the man is sort of meant to be an avatar of lady luck given form and a gender swap.

- The Goddamn Luckiest Bastard Alive (General Good Luck Charm/Quartermaster/Pack Mule Handler) Misc

Spoiler: Eccentric, Sword of Improbable Size, and Silken Clothing: Not Started (click to show/hide)

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- BFS Swordsage (Beat Stick/Flaming Beat Stick/Shocking Beat Stick/Talking Without Mouth Matching Up) Melee

Spoiler: Engineers Are Problem Solvers: Not Started (click to show/hide)

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- Geo/Metalmancer Engineer (Rapid Fortifications/Reinforcement/Siege Breaker and Maker) Magic

Spoiler: This May Sting A Little, Ignore The Tingling Sensation: Not Started (click to show/hide)

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- Old Age Tech Obsessed Medic (Walking First Aid Kit/General Tech Expert/That One Creepy Guy) Misc/Magic

I'll stop at four five.

Spoiler: Thales' Brother (click to show/hide)

Name: Rosarius Aranis
Race: Angelborn
Height: 6'5"
Weight: 438 lbs
Appearance: A tall, elegant man stands before you, shirking a suit of armor for a delicate pastel pink wifebeater and a plaid green-and-red kilt. He moves with a lightness disproportionate to his great height, his shoulders adorned with delicate wings of wrought silver and his long blonde hair flowing in a light breeze. Colorful sparks of rainbow light drip from his delicate, carefully manicured fingers as he walks, and he holds a fine silver lute in his arms, worked to resemble a winged angel.
Strength 7, Stamina 8, Agility 18, Speed 15, Endurance 8, Willpower 18, Intelligence 20, Perception 14
HP: 22
MP: 32
Level: Priest of Bree 4
Virtues: At least 5, no more than 7.
(Critical - 3pts) Angelic Charm- Rosarius, in line with his chosen goddess, has been blessed with supernatural beauty and perfection. Those who look at him must resist being enthralled by his presence.
(Major- 2 pt) Argent Wings- As an angelborn, Rosarius has delicate silver wings. While primarily decorative, these do allow him flight.
Flaws: At least 5, no more than 7.
(Critical - 3pts) Pacifist- Rosarius disdains combat and the loss of life as distasteful, and has taken a vow of pacifism in his devotion to physical perfection. He will not use his abilities to physically harm others, and will not defend himself or seek to avoid harm in battle.
(Major- 2 pt) Vanity- Rosarius is utterly convinced of his own superiority, and dismisses others as beneath him in general. Besides the personal ramifications, this does not tend to make him friends with the local powers, and he has been banished from at least two separate kingdoms.
Hobbies:
Major: Playing the Lute
Minor: Charisma
Feats:
Perfect Visage: Rosarius' lack of self-preservation and innate captivation make him difficult to attack. Characters trying to harm him must pass a save to steel themselves first.
Divine Conduit: Rosarius' devotion make it easy for him to channel his powers. His divine magic is stronger, as a result.

It had to be done, for hijinx .

I could un-level the first guy if it's necessary.