Do you possess any cool unique weapons/items? Examples are Edwin's amulet, Anomen's Shield, Nalia's ring, etc.
If yes, is it unequipable? Ahem I mean I just want to take a good look at it.
Hexxat:A girl never gives away her secrets. And those secrets may, or may not, come in the form of unique items.
Hexxat:Even if I had such a thing -- and I'm not saying that I do -- I wouldn't take it off. I'm far too cynical to ever allow someone I didn't trust to handle anything I owned, and if I did, it'd be part of some plan of mine.
So your party seemingly has 1½ cleric and 1½ thief. Don't you find it lacks some oomph? Is CHARNAME a titbrain?
Edwin:Yes, yes, I had said the same thing myself. I am uncertain as to why CHARNAME bought along the snivelling cutpurse. (Perhaps she is a pawn in some greater scheme?)
Hexxat:I can hear you, you know. We can all hear you.
Edwin:Good! When Edwin Odesseiron speaks, all should listen. (As if they do not already!)
Jaheira:Besides. I am not a cleric, nor am I a thief. Perhaps, mister enqenq, you have not heard of iron skins and insect swarm? A potent combination.
Edwin:Amusing. The dirty one believes that her tree hugging magic is "powerful" and "worthy of consideration". (She will learn, just like the others.)
Hexxat:Magic isn't everything, you know. Just because someone casts spells doesn't make them intrinsically better than someone who doesn't.
Edwin:I'm afraid I do not follow your logic. (Perhaps some kind of spell could banish the stupidity from her mind...)
Hexxat:Let me try to explain, okay? If you're... let's say asleep.
Edwin:Hardly defenseless, protected by my spells as I am. (And any number of magical items as well.)
Hexxat:Try to work with me here. So you're defenseless, and then a thief comes up and stabs you in the heart. Who's more powerful then?
Edwin:Your hypothetical situation is preposterous. A skilled mage (such as myself) would never permit such a lackadaisical approach to their personal safety. To wit, had I such an enemy as the one described earlier, I would teleport to their location and destroy them with my unlimited arcane energy. Then they could pose no threat to me. (Not that they could in the first place...)
Hexxat:Okay, well, what if you were out of spells?
Edwin:What part of "unlimited arcane energy" implies that there are any form of limits to my power what-so-ever?
Hexxat:All mages run out of spells eventually, Edwin.
Edwin:Theoretically possible, but this is pointless speculation. Even the most powerful rogue imaginable could not penetrate my defenses. (None could, after all.)
Hexxat:I think you'll be surprised... one day.
Edwin:Pah. Your idle threats mean nothing to me, wretch. Your tiny slivers of metal cannot possibly defeat the eldritch powers that I command with but a thought. Reality is my plaything, to be made and unmade at my leisure. (As it should be.)
Hexxat:That's funny, Neera said the exact opposite.
Edwin:That reckless, bumbling buffoon spits on the title of wizard. She is a reckless halfwit whose lack of self-control will be her undoing! (Unless I see to her first...) Neera is not an authority on the arcane arts, and I suspect that she obtained her first spells at the bottom of a cereal packet. (And a cheap one at that...)
Hexxat:Well, whatever. All I'm saying is, watch your back, Edwin. You're not as invincible as you think you are.
Edwin:For once we agree (an event bought about surely by sheer chance). I am more powerful than even I could possibly imagine.
Hexxat:The only thing that's more powerful than you could possibly imagine is the gas you pass when your spellcasting is interrupted.
Hexxat:Going to be totally honest... his power is matched only by his stupidity.
Dorn:That is unfair.
Hexxat:It's true! He stumbles through life, from one thing to the next, surviving only through dumb luck. He rarely has a plan, or a goal, he just... does things. He kicks people out of the party for no reason, and he always introduces us as "The Party of CHARNAME". Doesn't that dunderhead understand that we're people too?
Dorn:I don't disagree. I merely said it was unfair. His stupidity exceeds his power. He has the potential to be a God... one of the most powerful, murderous, blood thirsty beings to ever exist. Dragons, giants, even other Gods would tremble at his name. And yet... sometimes, he does not. Sometimes he chooses to relinquish this power. I'll never understand it.
Hexxat:It's not fair. Even the most titbrained people like CHARNAME have coin pouring out of every orifice, so much wealth they can't possibly spend it. And me... scraping to make ends meet. I don't know where my next meal is coming from.
Jan Jansen:You don't know where it's coming from because you don't know where you're stealing it from yet. As it happens, there's a wonderful turnip vendor up north in Neverwinter. He sells the rare and elusive Sembian turnip, which is regularly imported to the Dragon Coast. They say that Khelben Blackstaff himself has acquired quite a taste for them, which isn't surprising given their versatile taste and interesting texture. I think that, when we're done helping Hexxat answer her questions, we could all mosey on down to a nearby inn and wrangle a bowl of Sembian Turnip Surprise. I had it once, when I visited the Underdark disguised as a wheelbarrow. You see, the Illithids have an expression -- "as dumb as a wheelbarrow" -- so I figured such a disguise would pass right beneath their notice. It worked, of course, but the poor porter I had wheeling me at the time was not so lucky. Say, did I ever tell you about the time I supported the porters union in their strike? Fascinating story. You see-
Hexxat:Um, thank you Jan, that's quite enough.
Hexxat:Anyway. Yeah. CHARNAME's quite the idiot, but I think there's potential there. With a little dual classing, a little tweaking of his stats, he could be a fairly decent thief. He's just got to stop trying to beat every combat by charging in, and sit back and assess the situation first.
I'm not sure who this Charname is, but he sounds like a chump. Let's say, hypothetically, there was this other, equally powerful adventuring leader running around Amn, though, and that he was a Blackguard. He's also quite handsome and charming, too. Anyway, he's got all these plans, see, like helping the Shadow Thieves and this "other thief guild" wipe each other out so he can take advantage of the power vacuum. He just needs to deal with this really powerful wizard who holds some secret about his heritage, and maybe I guess rescue a childhood friend. What advice would you have for this gallant mastermind? Would you join him in his rakish and sinister exploits?
Ajantis: This discussion has a sense of evil about it!
Hexxat:Oh, go soak your head you big stupid can-kicker. Don't you have something better to do with your life than judging other people?
Edwin:Ignore him, cutpurse. He is too simple to consider the depth of his actions. (As are most I encounter these days...)
Jaheira:I think Ajantis has an interesting point, though. A not-inconsiderable number of CHARNAME's companions are... shall we say, in need of remedial ethics lessons.
Hexxat:Yeah, like how not to get caught.
Dorn:Paladins are feeble. They bound their souls to rigid inflexibility, a cord so tightly wound around their neck it strangles them. They don't deserve my pity or my respect.
Viconia:I am inclined to agree, my devilishly handsome friend. For all the paladin's vaunted talk of evil, and as much as I am loathe to admit it, the night could not exist without the day.
Jaheira:Everything in balance, as I say.
Hexxat:Okay... here's the thing. I'm not much for the philosophy of right and wrong, but here's something I learnt long ago.
Hexxat:Everyone has two wolves in their heart. One is good, and one is evil. They war constantly, vying for your attention.
Would you say CHARNAME was luckier than you when Tymora decided who should be whose sister?
Hexxat:I'm a little reluctant to talk about my origins, but all I can say is this. Who wants to be a Bhallspawn anyway? Having to live with dark portents and spoiled dreams. With blades at your back and powerful wizards ahead.
Hexxat:Don't get me wrong, I like power. Especially when that power comes in easily portable gold coins, and the pleasant tinkling they all make when a pouch of them jingles just right, but everything has a price and some prices are not worth paying.
Dorn:This is where you're wrong, little trickster. The price for CHARNAME's power is substantial, yes, but what would one pay to be a God? What possible sacrifice couldn't be worth all that power?
Rasaad:What about things that are irreplaceable, such as the lives and happiness of one's friends?
Edwin:You ask him that like he should care at all. (The fates of lesser beings are of no concern to me...)
Hexxat:Well, I don't know. I disagree. I think that there does come a point where even unlimited power has some costs that aren't worth paying, even if we don't involve the lives of others. For example, what good is all the gold in the Realms if it's locked in a safe and you can't spend it?
Hexxat:There should be a balance. A cost-benefit analysis. Is it worth stealing? Are the potential gains outweighing the potential costs?
Elminster: Who do you like better. Terminsel or Elminster?
Hexxat:Look, um. I don't really know how to say this, so I'm just going to say it.
Hexxat:It was super, super obvious who "Terminsel" was. Like, Sarevok did the exact same thing, but even lazier. That whole backwards name... thing... didn't fool anyone. Not even for a tiny bit.
Hexxat:I can only assume that Charname was going along with the deception, but then again, we did talk about just how thick he is. It's possible that he genuinely thought that there were two all-powerful wizards talking to him in the street, and that they both might dress, sound, act and look alike, and their names just happen to be obvious anagrams. Maybe he thought that. I don't know.
Hexxat:I just feel like I'm drinking crazy potions over here becaue it seemed incredibly obvious to me.
Hexxat:... that said, Elminster is a jerkfaced jerk.
this is actually pretty amusing. your responses are well thought out, taking into account alignment, class, and character interactions. if you dont work with on these games.... perhaps you should.
What do you think about Imoen ? And about the fact that she dualled into a mage ?
Hexxat:Oh, everyone's free to make whatever class decision they feel is best, even if it is totally wrong.
Imoen:Hey!
Hexxat:Hehe! No, well, Imoen and I get along pretty well, actually. We have a lot in common and we can really talk about a wide variety of things without having to worry about stick-in-the-muds asking us stupid questions. She's pretty clever, even for someone who stopped being a thief, and she's just a peach.
Edwin:The fact that she gave up petty cut-pursing to partake in a much more noble endevour, no matter how feebly, elevates her slightly above her peers. But only slightly. (To a statistically insignificant degree.)
Imoen:I do like Hexxat, though. I think she's not only a really useful addition to CHARNAME's team, but she's much more reliable. Although she could tell a joke every now and then.
Hexxat:I tell plenty of jokes!
Imoen:Well, go ahead then. Tell one.
Hexxat:Uhh...
Hexxat:...
Hexxat:Okay, look. Sometimes I have trouble coming up with ideas on the spot, okay? Jeez. I liked you better before you got all scarred and creepy.
I'm not sure who this Charname is, but he sounds like a chump. Let's say, hypothetically, there was this other, equally powerful adventuring leader running around Amn, though, and that he was a Blackguard. He's also quite handsome and charming, too. Anyway, he's got all these plans, see, like helping the Shadow Thieves and this "other thief guild" wipe each other out so he can take advantage of the power vacuum. He just needs to deal with this really powerful wizard who holds some secret about his heritage, and maybe I guess rescue a childhood friend. What advice would you have for this gallant mastermind? Would you join him in his rakish and sinister exploits?
Dorn:Blackguard, huh. I like him already.
Hexxat:Well, to be honest, he sounds pretty great. Exploiting two warring factions so that you can wipe them both out and step into the power vacuum is a clever play. Why bother fighting when you can win without having to risk yourself? Sounds clever to me. You bet I'd be involved in that.
Hexxat:Regarding advice for this handsome devil -- literally, possibly, and metaphorically -- I'd suggest the following. Pay your debts, in coin and blood. Don't fight anything that's got bigger teeth than your sword. Make sure that you maintain a good reputation around town -- even if your heart's as dark as Viconia's cleavage, you're going to want people to at least *think* that you're a good person. Publicity is everything.
Viconia:All I will say is that this talk of my ample bosom is entertaining. Feel free to continue.
Hexxat:Don't get attached to objects. Things are just... things. Get them, use them, discard them. Don't have a favourite sword, because you're going to be replacing it a lot over your career. Be flexible. Make sure you always have options. Blackguards are powerful, but wizards are truly dangerous. Ensure you have a way of defeating them when they come up, or you're going to be in trouble.
Edwin:A fine sentiment, well articulated. (For a neigh-on mindless simian...)
Hexxat:If you have a patron like "green and toothy" over there, make sure that you keep them happy. Whatever they desire, as long as it doesn't detract *too* much from your overall goals, make it happen. You don't want to have them calling up your debt at an inappropriate time.
Hexxat:If you don't succeed at first, keep trying. There's nothing wrong with going back and having another go, but you know what they say. Know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em, know when to walk away, and when to run. It's good advice.
How do you feel about loyalty, deception and keeping promises?
Hexxat:I think that, in some ways, the promises people make to me are more important than the ones I make to them. Deception is part of life; people lie. It's as common as breathing.
Hexxat:Lies are the lubricant of our social machine. They keep the wheels spinning. So I recognise they're important, but at the same time, I don't want to be lied to. Does that make sense?
Hexxat:I mean, look. A CHARNAME with 11 intelligence is going to make a terrible wizard, right? But he's also the descendant of a GOD. You're not going to up and tell him that he's going to be a failure at his chosen career forever and that he should just quit while he's still breathing, because that would be pretty dumb. Instead you tell him that he just needs to apply himself harder and that everything will be okay in the end. Tell him gentle lies, like "everything happens for a reason".
Hexxat:Where I grew up, a lot of bad things happened for no reason at all. That lesson stuck with me forever.
Hexxat:So don't get all bent out of shape when people lie to you. It's all part of the social games we play with each other. Lie, spot when others are lying to you, and use that to your advantage.
this is actually pretty amusing. your responses are well thought out, taking into account alignment, class, and character interactions. if you dont work with on these games.... perhaps you should.
For someone who came up with such a genius thread you must be able to find a better job than a common thief..
Hexxat:There's two assumptions in that statement. The first is that I need a better job.
Hexxat:Thieves are a dime a dozen. Every city in the realms is teeming with them, practically bursting at the seams. It's an easy profession to get into; all you need is a dagger, a couple of bent bits of wire, and the tenacity to make it in a world where nobody trusts you and every moment could be your last. There's always work available, you don't require much training and the rewards at the top can be staggering.
Hexxat:Sadly, most amateur thieves are dead within their first year.
Hexxat:This is because they get greedy. They finch a purse and then suddenly they think they can plunder the tombs of the dead, or steal coins out of a Pasha's pocket. They get a knife in their spine for their trouble and are left to rot.
Hexxat:I'm a great thief, don't get me wrong. I could steal the clothes right off your back. Some of the jobs I've pulled... I surprise myself just thinking about them.
Hexxat:But I've survived long enough to know that if you roll the dice enough times, eventually you get snake eyes. You need allies to survive in this world. Don't trust them -- oh Gods no -- but if you work alone... well, everyone's got to sleep sometime. Everyone's weak. Everyone's vulnerable. Allies make up for that. Don't neglect them.
Rasaad:A fine sentiment, Hexxat, although I would use the word "friends" and I would give them more consideration than simply tools on your belt. Your friends are more than just comrades in arms... they are the stars to your moon, lighting up your night sky.
Dorn:And that is why you're a fool, Rasaad.
Rasaad:I am a happy man, surrounded by friends who wield blade, bow and spell with incredible power. Several of us are wearing dragonhide plate made from dragons we killed ourselves. We have many legendary items in our possession, rightly earned, and are one of the most powerful groups in the whole of the Realms. That doesn't seem foolish to me.
Hexxat:Rasaad gets it. Even if he is obfuscating a simple truth with all that stars-and-moon stuff.
Hexxat:So yeah, that's about it really. Oh... wait. One more thing. The second assumption you made is that I'm a common thief. Without giving too much away... I'm more than my skill set might suggest.
I'm sold. Where in Amn should I go to recruit you, Hexxat? Also if you had to define your alignment, what would it be?
Hexxat:Oh, don't worry. If you want to find me, I'll come to you when I'm ready. Just keep doing what you're doing and leave a slot open for me.
Edwin:Enigmatic and without meaning. (Just as I expected from a sewer rat such as her.)
Hexxat:Or, you know, you could take Minsc and then just boot him out when you find me if you don't have room.
Minsc:Hah! This is why I like you, Ex-cat. Kicking Minsc and Boo out of the group... such jokes! You always know how to make Boo laugh!
Hexxat:It's pronounced Hex- oh, forget it. I can't stay mad at you for too long, Minsc. Not when Boo is looking at me with those big round eyes of his!
Minsc:Boo's eyes are indeed as wide as saucers, all the better to spot evil for squashing!
Hexxat:Isn't he just adorable!
Hexxat:Okay, I take it back. Minsc can go. Boo can stay.
hmm, are you a regular thief? or a sub-class thief like swashbuckler or asssassin?
Hexxat:I'm more than just a regular thief. In what way... well, I don't think it's wise to discuss it in such a public arena, but there's definitely more to this cat than meets the eye.
Jan Jansen:Ahh, it is as I always suspected. You're a Big Metal Unit. Party of Charname... roll out!
Viconia:It's just a figure of speech, you diminutive half-wit.
At one note i am happy to have variation in my party but on the other. How would you act when Jaheira and Viconia are fighting to get me? Self righteousness is plenty in our realm(Rasad,Jaheira) but being open to new ideas is great thing. Ah fourthsome sounds great)) on serious note, What sub-kit as thief are you?
At one note i am happy to have variation in my party but on the other. How would you act when Jaheira and Viconia are fighting to get me? Self righteousness is plenty in our realm(Rasad,Jaheira) but being open to new ideas is great thing. Ah fourthsome sounds great)) on serious note, What sub-kit as thief are you?
Hexxat:Well, my instinct says to stay the hell out of it. But then again... there's a part of me that really, really dislikes someone else getting what I think I deserve.
Hexxat:I don't think it'd come to violence, but I don't think it would be pretty. If it came to a choice between those other two hussies and myself, I think CHARNAME would know who to choose without my direct interference.
Hexxat:I don't think I could ever really forgive him for making the wrong decision though. Not really.
Viconia:Neither would I. The choice between all of us is clear. None can resist my dark, sultry beauty.
Hexxat:Regarding four-in-a-bed? I'm pretty openminded, but we've covered how Viconia won't fit into any mortal bed, and Jaheira kind of smells a bit. I'm not sure I'd be comfortable with her. And... let's face it. Aerie's stump-thingies are a terrible turnoff.
Aerie:Must you be so heartless? B-besides, I wouldn't even consider such a thing. It's just... so degrading.
Viconia:Spoken like the foolish child that you are. At the academy in Menzoberranzan, the graduation ceremony is an orgy the likes of which you've never even imagined. The head priestess is pleasured by a summoned demon, and all around them, the other graduates fall upon each-other in ecstasy, a mass of writing flesh, tongues, and-
Aerie:Stop! Stop!
Jaheira:Must you torment her, Viconia? Intercourse is a natural act -- it is something to be done with a partner you're in love with, not a meaningless act performed as a spectacle for the roaring crowd. It is an expression of affection, not the base satisfaction of biological urges.
Viconia:Spare me, mongrel. Your parents would, no doubt, have a different opinion on the matter given your lin-
Jaheira:Speak not of things you do not understand, drow!
Hexxat:Woah, woah, woah. We're getting really off topic here.
Hexxat:The most important thing is, look. I always end up getting what I want in the end... I just sometimes change what I want pretty quickly. If it came to a three way argument between Viconia, Jaheera and I over some guy, you can bet that I'd do okay out of it in the end, even if I didn't exactly end up with Prince Charming himself, you know? I'd want someone loyal to me.
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If yes, is it unequipable? Ahem I mean I just want to take a good look at it.