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[syvarris]

((Hey Killerhellhound, your character looks great (MED SKILL!), but the stats and skills are currently invalid.  We use ER's godawful system, which is about as intuitive as typing with your feet.

For any given number of positive levels, there's a certain amount of negative levels you have to have.  Where it's confusing is that there are dimishing returns.  Here's all the possible options:
For 1 positive level, you need 1 negative level.
For 2 positive levels, you need 3 negative levels.
For 3 positive levels, you need 4 negative levels.
For 4 positive levels, you need 7 negative levels.

There's a special exception if you have two positive levels, but they're in different stats.  Then, you only need two negative levels.  At all other times, it doesn't matter how the levels are distributed.  However, due to how the levelup system works, you should never put beginning points in more than two stats, because it effectively means your character starts at a lower level.

Oh, and specialization is a skill.  Unlike the others, it's never rolled, and instead the number decides how many specializations you can have.  -2 grants none, -1 grants two, +0 grants three, +1 grants four, and every level above that grants one more.  To keep all your current specializations, you'd need +1 specialization skill.))

[killerhellhound]

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Thanks it was a bit confusing so I think I fixed it -4 equals +2 and +1 right?

also I was just trying to fill specifications as I thought that each skill allowed a few specifications

 

[syvarris]

((Yup, it's all good now!  Ozark might want to discuss the finer points of the character with you before he accepts it, but the sheet is mechanically fine.

And yeah, the system is confusing.  More people have trouble with it than not, so I try to help out new players when I notice them.))

[Ozarck]

lizard man is in. I have no complaints.

Hey guys, looking for a quick missioin to pass the time while these other two wrap up?
 anyone interested say "IN!

I'm going to go ahead and pm some other waitlisters too.

[Loki987]

IN

[killerhellhound]

good timing for me to join then

IN

[Ozarck]

nah, it's more a matter of "I don't really want my players waiting around for months and losing interest, and have a hard time pacing this thing, so I'll just throw some short action in there for funsies."

I'll wait a day or so and see if Egan or Akuma want in, then write up a thing for you guys. Hopefully shorter and more actiony than the other two - though the merc one is pretty violent.

[spazyak]

Posting this for Arileth's inevitable death when ever my luck runs out

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Name of Character:Varion Herendar (Thouh he goes by Corvus)
Race: Human

Stats:
Strength:1
Constitution:0
Speed:-1
Dexterity:0
Intelligence:0
Memory:0
Will:-1
Charisma:1

Skills:
Unarmed combat:0
Blunt weapons:0
Sharp weapons:1
Ranged weapons:-2
Magic:1 empathetic-will try and use memories and such to manipulate people, force people to perceive their souroundings as something from their past, ect.
Medicine:-2
General knowledge:0
Skill Mastery/specialization: 1 
Long swords, Medium armor-scale mail, Stealth, persuasion.

Description:
A grizzled looking man covered in many scars, specificaly several cut marks and a burn mark around his left eye that is distinctly that of a dark elf. His nose has a thin cut acrossed it.  His cheek has a symbol of the dark elve's god, though it appears to have been burned out. His left hand has a brand of an eye one fire in a circle. On his stomach is a large circular stab wound that appears to be like what would happen if a giant bee stung you. There is a smaller dagger stab would below that one
He has a red circle on his shoulder with a crow in it. The worlds 'For victory at all costs' is written underneath it. He has a short and neatly trimed brown hair and beard

How did you become part of the Omega Legion? Seditous activities against the crown of his home lands

Background: Born to a small town that was part of a loose group of cities that fought with each other only slightly less then the threats to them. He left the isles at the young age of 10 to the main lands to study the art of weapon forging and fighting in a dwarven mountain home. When he returned to find the situation with dark elves had gotte  worse with raids on merchants in the wilderness of the isles between towns occuring every day. To make matters worse his home city had been long since destroyed, taken over by a wizzard, and he had no luck finding his parents or his sister. He worked torwards purchasing a long sword to replace to replace the cheap short sword he had recieved in the mountain home. He worked doing odd jobs for a while to get by. Eventualy hr e managed to get a good, if tough, job as a guard for one of the more war hungry leaders. It offered him more training, armor, and a better sword. He worked trying to act as an emmesary between that town and a nearby one even acting as a spy for both to keep peace between the two cities. He managed to get captured to be used as a slave by the dark elves. This was the first time that he had found he enjoyed manipulating and using others as he simultaniously tried to  organize a riot with several other slaves as well as gaining the trust of and using a more vulnerable and one could say lonely dark elf. As his plans went along and he bid his time he came to become close with the dark elf, saddly for him this was ruined when the one slave he managed to sneak out with great effort and the cost of a few lives got a near by village with a size able army to come and save the rest of the slaves including him. The female dark elf he had so fallen for got butchered by hatefull people infront of his eyes. As he spent next year and a half he manage to get close with an elf and eventualy he married her. Their wedding went quite well except for the village drunk interveaning part way through. At one point the town he was guarding was beseiged by several undead and what could best be described by some flying beatle that had a stinger that injected its larva into its victims. The guards managed to hold back the army with major losses. He himself managed to get stung by one of the beetles and only managed to survive by quick action from the town healer. Soon enough though his past came back to him as the dark elves targeted him and his wife. This came to a head when he was attacked and surrounded by a group of them and his friend he had made durring his time in the drow dungeons, whom later joined the guard force at Varion's advice, abandoned him and his wife.  Despite his best effort he and his wife got captured at which point they carved the mark of their dark god into his cheek and his wife threatening to kill them if they removed it. He spent the next couple weeks working with the town leader and the other town leader to get  his wife to safety before he had the marks removed. As the Dark elves went after him he tried his best to lead them away from his wife. For sometime the dark elves abated after several skirmishes. Thinking they were free they went back to their lives. After getting into several fights with his former friend he was forced to resign from the guard and hand in his armor. His wife and him moved to one of the newer villages to find work there as a town guard for him, and alchemist for his wife. Durring his time working in the town mines to get enough cash to purchase some better armor then that provided to him by the guard force he came home to find his house drenched in the blood of his wife with her corpse hanging from the rafters the message from the dark elves carved into her skin. Filled with anger he gathered up as many of his allies he could and hunted after the drow. He suceeded in finding them and burtchering them in cold blood, he managed to get his eye stabbed through his helmet. To replace it he carved out the eye of the leading dark elf and had magic used to make it his own. For the next couple years he spent his time traveling about the isles setting up connections while expanding the land he owned on his new home city. Durring one of his outings on the island that used to host his city of birth before its destruction he was attacked by a group of undead. After quickly slaying them he came acrossed two of the bodies which were  of his parents. He vowed to avenge him and started working on gathering his allies. In the process he managed to make one of the largest armies on the isles by uniting several of the towns as more reports of people dissapearing only to be found as undead started to surface. As he marched through the ruins he and his forces got to see the full extent and threat shown by the wizard that had first lead the forces to take it over and that the wizard was massing his forces once more. Marching through the grave yard they battled horrid monsters and undead with skill and magic. In time, and at great loss, he and his fprces which origionaly numbered in the hundreds got to the crypt the necromancer was in with 20 remaining. As they marched in the necromancer offered varion a choice- serve him and all those who he had wronged, whom had died for him would be returned to life and his parents would be alive. Varion was forced to relive the death of all those he had wronged, of the dark elf woman, his wife, his parents. He saw himself there again, forced to kill his parents, not undead this time, but alive in fear and pleading. He cut them down. He was then presented with himself, given control. He felt all the anger in grief build up in him and he struct the image of himself down again and again as reality slowly came back to him. He had reachdd a decision and attempted to sacrifice himself and stab himself with his dagger but his friends would not let him. It was at this point that the necromance made his pressance known in the darkness of the tomb. Filled with grief and anger as the necro,ancer taunted him and forced his friends to go through their darkest memories he charged forward and initated combat. The necromancer, startled by him lost his concentration breaking the spell on the others. They charged forwards with him. He managed to do little to the undead and to the necromancer, only suceeding in stoping a couple hits and llanding the last blow on the necromancer. He cut him from shoulder to hip. As the others went about searching the place and finishing off the undead he picked up the red jagged blade the wizzard carried, still dripping with blood. He heard the vlice of the necromance in his head saying '"Sins never die." And saw all the horrors he had committed on the blood soaked blad. As he and his companions marched out into the wilderness they returned to town telling of what they had seen. He began using the curse ofthe blade to show the worst regrets and memories of people to torture others, groqing more cynical and brutal. Eventualy he snapped and after an exceptionaly bad moment with a common theif he decided to have the blade reforged into a long sword. He had the ashes of his parent infused into the blade and had the curse broken, he later had it made to match the raven armor he got at a later point in time. As news spread the towns decided to have a meeting of what to do with the coming threat of the wizzard. They decided to try and carve a beach head on the isle as a point to start fighting him. In the mean time Varion went out with a small team going after several leads on a suit of enchanted armor owned by an old pirate and on a necromancer who was kidnapping the inhabitants of one island. He managed to find the latter first, which after a long and hard battle after being ambushed in the woods the necromancer telaported in. While the necromancer was giving his steriotypical evil monologue Varion scream "Shut the bloody hell up!" And ran at him hacking into the necromancer's neck, suceeding in carving a deep gash. The necrkmancer bleed out as varion punched him in the face. Talking to the families of the victims he recieved a nice reward of monies and a suit of armor that would help him in his future endevours. He managed to find the tomb of the old pirate but in the process set off a trap that killed his friend and released a bunch of semi demonic creatures that had come to inhabit the man's grave. After defeating them varion took the man's armor, which was styled after a raven, and had it fitted to him. Though he was not there for the assault on the wizard's land and established a beach head, he did get to see the resoults as the islands were filled with a corruption that tainted the land as the wizard unleashed a powerfull ritual The wizard soon pread out his forces afterwards that pushed the forces of the isles back to their cities, destroying several as the corruption took over entire isles. As the isles grew disorganized Varion took advantage of this to climb higher in the guard force and expand his ownings. Soon he was one of the richest members of the isles. He used his wealth to gain allies and help out the poor, recognizing the use of the lower man as spies. As the war against the wizzard grew to more or less of a stand still, the forces of the isles targeted several of the wizard's towers that were spreading the corruption out. Varion joined in one of these assaults that took him through helish and tortured areas. They suceeded in destroying a couple towers at the cost of many a good men, varion getting heavily wounded in the process after falling down into a pit. His hall mark of the battle was shoving a couple undead down a deep crevas that opened up. He may have also shoved his former boss from the first town guard he was fired from as well as a few people he disliked into the pit too. Not too long afterwards the isles got attacked once more as the wozard sent out several tough and hprrid creatures including what could best be described as a large eye on legs that used powerfull magic to destry several cities. As the people were pushed back to only a couple isles and infighting started to happen one of the isles was more or less exiled by the others and isolated, Varion took the opportunity to trap several people with the help of some of his more powerfull people there. He also managed to get back in contact with his sister and help her out. He also found he had a half brother due to his mother having and affair, Varion was all to eager to use his hot headed half brother as a pawn. Durring the chaos that ensued several enemies of varion decided enough was enough of him manipulating things and abusing his power as a town guard and managed to over power him when he was along and with out the help of his friends to back him up. Ultimately he beleived in what he had done, in sacrificing so many people and his friends and family as he beleived the isles needed a strong leader to unite them so they would stop with the in fighting.
He is quite manipulative though outwardly friendly untill you do something to make him hate you, at which point he will do his best to spite you. He openly admits he would have died several times and has come to depend on others working with him to suceed his goals. He has developed a more morose and somber attitude as time has gone and views people as little more than tools to get to an end. He really hates undead and necromancers. He also hates paladins who are best described as lawfull stupid due to events that happened involving a paladin.

[AkumaKasai]

IN

[Egan_BW]

((Thanks for waiting for me, was just taking a short _^18-hour nap.))

Freaking IN

[Ozarck]

mkay, what have we got? a drowned man, a bongo bear, a lizard man, and a bird that can summon demons. And spaz' character, depending on how this next round or two go with Arileth. I'll have a mission thread up by Monday. I've been a little distracted today, though.

[killerhellhound]

mkay, what have we got? a drowned man, a bongo bear, a lizard man, and a bird that can summon demons.

Life in the omega legion may be dangerous but you meet the most interesting people

[Ozarck]

You're Your thread is up! Ding!

http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=158453.0

[Egan_BW]

I am thread is up! Yay!

[Ozarck]

Have pity on a poor, tired GM. I was not at my linguistic finest.