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Tales of the Harbingers: Throne of the Undying

NimranNimran Member Posts: 3,950
This is to be my attempt to DM a role playing group here in the forum, similar to @Rik_Kirtaniya’s own thread that was put on hold. This will be a different story altogether, as I didn’t want to hijack his story, but the principle is basically the same. It’s a story where members in the forum may participate as characters interacting with the world. Naturally, anybody is welcome to join, just let me know and I’ll help you get set up.

The rules are pretty much the same. Point-buy system for stats ala IWD2, etc. Not much combat, as actual combat scenarios can get a little tricky without everybody being on at the same time. OoC posts are done using spoiler tags. The same old stuff.

Tagging @Skatan @lolien @ThacoBell and @mashedtaters :smiley:. I guess you could use the characters you used in the other thread or make new ones. Either way, please post your characters’ details if you don’t mind. Now, on to the story...



In the lands north of the Giant’s Maw, a great canyon spanning thousands of miles, life was hard for civilized folk. Small frontier towns of fishing and mining communities dotted the region, connected by a solitary dirt road that wound its way across the land. Hardly any animals lived in these parts, though monsters were far more common. The largest of the frontier towns was called Callus, a slowly growing fishing town located next to a sparkling river that ran south until it disappeared into the Giant’s Maw. The land surrounding the town was arid, almost desolate, as only the most stubborn weeds and plants dared to continue to grow here upon its surface. Callus is home to several hundred people, including humans, elves, dwarves, and numerous other races. It was truly a melting pot of cultures and traditions.

Nestled in a dark corner on the west side of town was a small, yet comfortable inn, the Weary Wanderer. The lone innkeeper, a short, squat dwarf with a dull gray beard that hung loosely down to his belt, merely grunted as new guests entered the building, not bothering to look up from his arduous task of cleaning out used mugs, finishing each one with a spit shine. It was here that a number of adventurers met and came together to form a party.

lolienZaghoulmashedtatersThacoBellSkatanRik_Kirtaniya
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  • lolienlolien Member, Moderator, Translator (NDA) Posts: 2,351
    Thanks for the invitation @Nimran , to tell the truth i'm really excited about you doing the DM work. I enjoyed your novels you shared in the past quite a lot, so i expect stellar storytelling this time too (not try to push you here :D).

    Will make a new char later!

    NimranThacoBellmashedtatersSkatan
  • mashedtatersmashedtaters Member Posts: 1,451
    Looking forward to it as well!
    Will make a new character at some point.

    NimranlolienSkatan
  • ThacoBellThacoBell Member Posts: 5,273
    Name: Fiora
    Gender: Female
    Race: Halfling
    Class: Paladin
    Alignment: Lawful Good
    Stats:
    STR: 10
    Dex: 14
    Con: 12
    Int:10
    Wis:14
    Cha:16

    Is cheerful and seemingly non-reverent most of the time, and doesn't worry (or care) about church formalities. She just wants to protect those that cannot protect themselves. Has a soft spot for children, and the surest way to bring out her serious side is to threaten a child. (I have no idea what Deity to assign her. I don't know alot about Faerun Religion for RP purposes. Anybody have a good suggestion?)

    NimranSkatanmashedtaters
  • NimranNimran Member Posts: 3,950
    edited May 15
    @ThacoBell I’m thinking Lathander or Selûne. Both cover the life domain, which is appropriate for a paladin who strives to protect others.

    lolienThacoBellSkatanmashedtaters
  • lolienlolien Member, Moderator, Translator (NDA) Posts: 2,351
    Name: Kaled
    Gender: Male
    Race: Human
    Class: Fighter/Mage
    Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
    Stats:
    STR: 14
    Dex: 14
    Con: 14
    Int:16
    Wis:9
    Cha:9

    Kaled is a crafter mage. He likes to experiment with various materials and magic, and he likes to try them out himself. He often pushes himself to the limit, and sometimes dangers himself and others as well with this.
    He also likes good company, good meals/drinks and a good fight. Generally he get well out with others, when they don't want to tell him what to do.

    NimranThacoBellSkatanmashedtaters
  • NimranNimran Member Posts: 3,950
    I’ll say that every player starts with basic equipment, a nonmagical weapon and armor of choice, minus plate mail. Plate is too expensive to start with.

    ThacoBellSkatanmashedtaterslolien
  • ThacoBellThacoBell Member Posts: 5,273
    Okay, so I've got a short sword, buckler, and a suit of chain.

    NimranSkatanmashedtaterslolien
  • SkatanSkatan Member Posts: 2,952
    Name: Vaga
    Gender: Male
    Race: Dwarf
    Class: Monk
    Alignment: Lawful Good

    Stats:
    STR: 14
    Dex: 16
    Con: 14
    Int:10
    Wis:16
    Cha:8

    Vaga is a wandering monk out on a journey to find .. something. He doesn't really know himself and even if he's a monk, he doesn't belong to any Order (he left his last order but won't talk about it until he makes good friends). He has a strong inner drive pulling him forward and ever onward. When asked about it, what he hopes to find, he usually responds that he will know it when he finds it. Until then, he will continue searching. This means that he often ends up in different adventurer groups or other similar activities, thinking that perhaps it will help him find what it is he seeks. His lawfulness is bound to his personal creedo of never acting out in anger or aggression and never kill unless his own life depend on it. He doesn't feel obliged to follow laws from tyrannical rulers if they object with his own laws. Even if he tries to act neutral, the inherent good in him usually make him end up helping people on the way and he always share whatever he gets and usually give away any money, food or other items he has. He has no belongings, nothing weighing him down, no roots and no destination. He wears nothing but a pair of wide pants, legwrappings aroound his calves and feet, a long rope is wrapped around his waste, functioning both as a sort of girdle, but can be unwrapped when the need to climb things or bind enraged enemies arise. On his upper body he has a simple tunic over a white under shirt. Both pants, tunic and wrappings are of a dull grey color. His beard is kept fairly short and his head was last shaved two weeks ago. Even if his face has some scars and his nose is broken he has a fairly decent face to look at. He often comes across as a bit odd and as an outsider making it hard for him to make true friends and his charisma is therefore a bit lower than average.
    Both hands has their knuckles wrapped with thick cloth, to prevent his stone-hard fists to deal lethal blows by mistake. He carries around a simple quarterstaff, but that's the extent of his belonging. He has no pouch, no bag, no food or no waterbag. He can go days without eating and is therefore unusually lean for being a dwarf, but is therefore also less strong than many other monks. He uses his great intuition and perception to anticipate movements and attacks from his enemies and can therefore usually use intuitive and fluid strikes based on enemy mistake rather than deal raw and savage attacks himself.

    NimranThacoBellmashedtaterslolien
  • SkatanSkatan Member Posts: 2,952
    I hope I don't bore you with my overly long backstory again, hehe.. Sorry for the delayed response, but Sweden has had a great couple of "summer" days which is very rare so I cut down my 'computer time' to a minimun. Ok, so my guy has no items except his staff and a rope.

    Looking forward to this! Great introduction @nimran.

    NimranThacoBellmashedtaterslolien
  • NimranNimran Member Posts: 3,950
    Should we continue waiting for @mashedtaters, or go ahead and get started?

    mashedtaterslolienSkatan
  • ThacoBellThacoBell Member Posts: 5,273
    Good question. Uhhhh, continue?

    mashedtaterslolienSkatan
  • NimranNimran Member Posts: 3,950
    Alright, I’ll just add him in when he’s ready.


    Our story begins as you make your way to the Weary Wanderer inn in the late hours of the day. Having only recently met each other on the road, you barely know each other aside from the fact that you are all tired from making the long trip to Callus. As you walk the road to the inn, you notice that with the coming evening the streets have nearly emptied of people, as most of them had already retired to their homes. After quietly making your way to the inn, you open the door and are greeted by a loud grunt, and the fragrant scent of dwarves ale. The source of the sound, an aging dwarf who is currently busy polishing some used mugs, stands behind the bar on the opposite end of the lobby. He seems to have only minor interest in you at the moment. What do you do?

    ThacoBellmashedtaterslolienSkatan
  • ThacoBellThacoBell Member Posts: 5,273
    *Fiora practically bounds up to the counter* "Heya barkeep! D'you have any butterscotch ginger ale?"

    NimranmashedtatersSkatanlolien
  • NimranNimran Member Posts: 3,950
    The dwarf looks up from his work, seemingly annoyed by the sudden noise. “Aye, lass,” he says after a brief moment. “We have drinks for just about every ilk, here. Do ye want a mug, or are ye just askin’?”

    ThacoBellmashedtatersSkatanlolien
  • ThacoBellThacoBell Member Posts: 5,273
    *Fiora grins* "Hah! Good one! I'll take a mug please."

    I'm assuming that I have enough petty coin for a drink every now and again?

    mashedtatersSkatanlolienNimran
  • NimranNimran Member Posts: 3,950
    Yes, for the sake of simplicity, everyone has 30 gp to spend.


    The dwarf almost smiles back. Almost. “Ye’d be surprised at how many are just askin’,” he says. “Welp, here ye are, then.” He pulls out a clean mug and fills it, then passes it to Fiora, looking her over. “Ye look like an adventurin’ type, lass. Have ye come lookin’ for work of that sort? If so, I know a merchant lord who might be willin’ to hire ye for a job. If not, well, yer welcome to stay here for as long as ye got the coin to stay. ‘Tis 5 gp for a night here, 1 for a mug of ale. Speakin’ of which...” He holds out his hand expectantly.

    mashedtatersSkatanlolienThacoBell
  • mashedtatersmashedtaters Member Posts: 1,451
    edited May 16
    Hey, just wanted to say that I’m still around! I’ll put my character up soon, but don’t wait around for me. Haven’t had time to put him together yet. I’ll find a way to fit him into the story if that’s ok with @Nimran . Just don’t want to hold up the story.


    Edit: hey, managed to get my character all thought up before anyone responded! Here goes:


    Name: Guston Bronwest
    Gender: Male
    Race: Human
    Class: Fallen Cleric/Thief of Chauntea
    Alignment: Neutral
    Stats
    Str: 11
    Dex: 16
    Con: 9
    Wis: 15
    Int: 14
    Cha: 5 (11-6=5)

    Guston is a fallen priest of Chauntea with pockmarks and a nasty rash all over his face which he constantly scratches and fusses over. He comes from a long line of priests that lived in a more prosperous land outside the Giant’s Maw. His family, the Bronwests, had led the clergy in his town for many generations.

    When Guston took over as head priest of his local congregation after his father’s death, he did a fairly good job until the famine struck several years ago.

    The famine was vicious and took the lives of many in his small town. Instead of doing as Chauntea called for and sacrificing for his congregation, he stole the meager tithes from his congregation and used it to buy food for himself.

    One of his subordinates found him out and informed the superiors at the head of the church. They sent officers to investigate Guston, and also sent what aid to the local town that they could spare during the famine to try to make up for Guston’s crimes.

    The high priest of Chauntea assigned to investigate stripped him of his title and cursed Gaston with pockmarks and a horrible rash that would not cease unless he found some way to redeem himself. Then he was banished from his hometown and his family was disgraced. The name Bronwest is now locally reviled in his province, where before it was celebrated and honored.

    He wandered around aimlessly in his shame, stealing what he could to survive. He may have died, had it not been for the pity a halfling paladin took on him a few days ago on the road. Fiora, in her goodness, showed compassion on him and gave him some food and companionship during his disgrace.

    Since then, he has committed himself to Fiora as a sort of fifth wheel. He gets in the way a lot, as Chauntea seems fickle on when she decides to grant spells to him, but the thieving habits he picked up may prove somewhat useful in the future.

    He often reacts in anger because he is ashamed of his past. He has confessed his crimes to his companions, as an explanation for his obviously magical affliction was required of him by Fiora. His hope is to find a way to redeem his honor in Chauntea’s eyes and restore the Bronwest’s good name.

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  • mashedtatersmashedtaters Member Posts: 1,451
    edited May 16
    Guston steps forward and hands out the coins himself.

    “Don’t worry, Fiora, I got it,” he says, handing the dwarf payment and scratching his rash absently.

    Btw, @ThacoBell sorry if I’ve hijacked onto your character against your wishes or put onto her traits you wouldn’t normally. I was trying to figure out a way that others would travel with this character concept, and your character seemed to be the best fit without too much of an exotic stretch.

    lolienNimranSkatanThacoBell
  • lolienlolien Member, Moderator, Translator (NDA) Posts: 2,351
    Ahhaha, brilliant characters, i'm now ashamed of my poor backstory and description :D
    Nimran said:

    The dwarf looks up from his work, seemingly annoyed by the sudden noise. “Aye, lass,” he says after a brief moment. “We have drinks for just about every ilk, here. Do ye want a mug, or are ye just askin’?”

    Kaled walks to the pult too.

    "You say all kind of drink? Give me a Bellepointen Dark Wine then. If that's not available than any kind of red wine would suffice.

    And you are right, we are looking for job. You can tell us from that noble while we drink."

    NimranSkatanmashedtatersThacoBell
  • SkatanSkatan Member Posts: 2,952
    Vaga stands a bit idle behind he others at first, inspecting the surroundings and trying to decide what to do. Could this be it, is this the first step for him to finally fulfill his destiny? He felt something.. something pulling him here, to this place, to this inn. Might be whim, he had felt similar drives before, but something was different this time.

    He too approach the counter and place an order; "Your cheapest ale please, my good dwarf. "

    He looks around a bit at the others in the group "Can anyone spare a coin for a wanderer of meager means?"

    NimranlolienThacoBell
  • NimranNimran Member Posts: 3,950
    It’s quite alright, @mashedtaters.


    The dwarf reluctantly takes the payment from Guston while giving him a hard look before addressing Kaled. “Aye, lad, we have it, though it was quite the trip to get it, if I understand correctly. That merchant lord I told ye about supplies it, but he’s a real tricky one to deal with regarding business. If ye go to him, be careful. He’s pretty sketchy, and ye might end up wishing ye didn’t sign on with him.”

    lolienThacoBell
  • SkatanSkatan Member Posts: 2,952
  • NimranNimran Member Posts: 3,950
    Skatan said:

    Vaga stands a bit idle behind he others at first, inspecting the surroundings and trying to decide what to do. Could this be it, is this the first step for him to finally fulfill his destiny? He felt something.. something pulling him here, to this place, to this inn. Might be whim, he had felt similar drives before, but something was different this time.

    He too approach the counter and place an order; "Your cheapest ale please, my good dwarf. "

    He looks around a bit at the others in the group "Can anyone spare a coin for a wanderer of meager means?"

    The dwarf regards Vaga with an annoyed look. “Coin first, then ye get yer ale,” he said. “We don’t run on charity here.” He turns back to Kaled. “If yer lookin’ for the merchant, ye can find him in here most nights. He should be here any moment now, in fact.”

    lolienmashedtatersSkatanThacoBell
  • NimranNimran Member Posts: 3,950
    As you have a chance to look around the lobby, you see several rows of small round tables to your left and right, lined up neatly with nobody using them. The inn is noticeably quiet as well.

    mashedtatersSkatanThacoBell
  • lolienlolien Member, Moderator, Translator (NDA) Posts: 2,351
    edited May 16
    Kaled looks surprised first, when he gets know, that the drink he asked is available, then start grinning and put 10 gp on the pult for the wine and the room.

    "Without risk there's no real profit!"

    Kaled turns to the others: "We agree to stay here for the night and wait that merchant am i right?"

    Post edited by lolien on
    NimranmashedtatersSkatanThacoBell
  • mashedtatersmashedtaters Member Posts: 1,451
    edited May 16
    Skatan said:

    He looks around a bit at the others in the group "Can anyone spare a coin for a wanderer of meager means?"

    After Guston pays for his own and Fiora’s drink and meal, he looks blankly at Vaga, conspicuously placing his nearly full gold-pouch back on his belt. He pats himself down, muttering and making an obvious show of looking for spare change.

    “Oh... um... it seems I’m all out of coin...” he lies as he looks away. Despite his desire for redemption and his commitment to Fiora, he hasn’t gotten over his selfishness and greed, which seemed to only increase during his poverty of only a few days ago.

    His face blushes tellingly and the white pockmarks stand out in starker contrast against his rash. He huddles over his meal, trying to ignore the half-naked dwarf, and eats ravenously.

    “So, where can we find this merchant lord?” Guston asks the dwarf barkeep with a mouthful of food, though he hardly cares. It’s obvious he’s just trying to change the subject. “Does he show up here regularly? Or does he have a compound nearby?”

    To Kaled: “Yes, lets stay here for now. It looks pretty comfortable.”

    Post edited by mashedtaters on
    NimranSkatanlolienThacoBell
  • mashedtatersmashedtaters Member Posts: 1,451
    Skatan said:

    @mashedtaters love the character concept!
    @Skatan ha! I was thinking the same thing about YOUR character. A half-naked dwarf with a mysterious past and a drive for something unknown, who eschews wealth! Very original.

    I also love your last character, Vidar Druid dwarf. I thought his work-in-progres encyclopedia and the near-mad excitement that overcame him when he discovered something new was very entertaining. Loved the bird commentary and the hat-robe getup. Thought it was a pretty awesome and fitting Druid concept (and I’m not a big fan of druids in general, definitely preferring clerics).

    SkatanNimranlolienThacoBell
  • SkatanSkatan Member Posts: 2,952
    Vaga, not getting any coin spared from the rest of the group, slowly and casually removes himself from the counter and walk away a bit. Being a man of no desires, the lack of ale doesn't become him a bit, having ordered it only to fit in rather than actually wanting it and he bears no ill will for Guston's obvious cheapness. Being used to go hungry and thirsty for days at end, those feelings instead work as increased resolve, strengthening the mental fortress Vaga is building up mentally. Sometimes Vaga can be heard to mutter a silent mantra, when the stomach is aching or the throat is completely parched, "Mind over body. Mind over body. Mind over.. "

    "Ay, I concur. Let's wait 'til the merchant arrives. "

    Vaga moves to the side of the room and sits down, knees on the floor, feet behind him, eyes closed, hand resting on his thighs, calm at the surface but underneath like a coiled spring.

    mashedtaters
  • NimranNimran Member Posts: 3,950
    As soon as Guston asked the question, the door to the inn swung open once again, and a lean human man sauntered in with a smug grin on his face. His chestnut hair was cut short and businesslike, and he wore a loosely fitting black shirt and trousers. Sparing a glance at the group, he casually makes his way to the bar and asks “Well, Dorin, how about it?” The dwarf grunted in response as he poured some ale for the man, who tossed a coin onto the bar and swiped the mug out of his hand in the same motion. “Aye, lad,” the dwarf replied. “I’ve got some prospects for ye.” He gestures to the group, and the human man’s grin widened.

    “Ah!” The man exclaimed. “Wonderful! It seems I came in at the right time!” He looks at each of you appraisingly and says “Welcome to Callus, friends! My name is Roan, and I am looking for a party of adventurers to assist me with some business. And you are?”

    lolienThacoBellmashedtaters
  • lolienlolien Member, Moderator, Translator (NDA) Posts: 2,351
    "Kaled. We may are the group you are looking for. It depends on the nature of the business, and the payment of course."

    SkatanmashedtatersNimranThacoBell
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