The group decided to mosey about and check on our temporary new home. Eddie introduced us to one of the village elders, a nice Lathanderite named Rumble. He has a nice wife and three strapping boys who help him run his ranch. The sons are in the militia, so I'm bound to see them again.
Oh...get this. I found out that the village is largely made up of Lathanderites and they "lost" their cleric a couple/several weeks ago. The church of Pangrus here in Tharp isn't so much the only organized religious group here in town as they are the most oppourtunistic. Those ^%^! little bastards moved into the Temple of Lathander the moment the cleric skipped town. Screw having services at the tower, we're taking our Church back. I've informed Rumble to gather up the other Lathanderites next holy day for a service at the village well. Right after that we're heading over to our Temple. If the Pangrites are good about the whole thing and turn over our holy ground I'm willing to allow them continued use, otherwise we're taking it back by force. Lathander can tolerate sharing (and a religious community is a healthy community, as a general rule), but he'll be damned if he'll just give his home without a fight!
Sorry about the tangent there....religious fervor and all.
Anyway, we got a brief rundown of the town and everybody wanted to immediately head off to the school and see about this "reduced" training we were offered. I think I'm not the only one ready to increase my abilities/responsibilities. Eddie's wife (Snowball....Snowstorm....snow what, she really wears the pants in that relationship) tells him he can't go to the school with us because he has to finish packing or something (I wasn't really paying attention). Eddie writes us a letter of introduction and off we go to the "school", which we find out is some sort of gatehouse about 5 miles outside of Tharp.
Evidently several weeks ago some adventurers came through and cleaned out the gatehouse of some sort of monster infestation. A trio of elves came in and started re-building the place with the intent of building a school. So.....we have a handshake of a deal that gives us an alleged discount on a school that doesn't exists yet? Did I get that right?
As we approach the school we find an elven trio out in the middle of the road. One is on the ground, probably injured, and the other two are standing over him/her/it. I try my best greeting in elven, but I probably flubbed it. Luckily Ellie, my elven instructor, was with us and she started discussing things with the two who were standing. I clearly heard the word "cleric", so I proudly displayed my holy symbol and repeated the word "cleric". After some more translated discussion I was allowed access to the elf on the ground who had a broken arm and some terrible gashes. Fortunately Lathander saw fit to grant me access to the Mend Limb spell (without having to spellburn for it) and I was able to properly tend the wounded elf's wounds.
Evidently the gatehouse restoration is far from complete and there are several places where the walls are still in ruin. Something has been stirring up the local bugbears (uh...Eddie and his little "test" no doubt) and a group of them just walked right into the gatehouse. We know there are at least 6 because that's how many burst into the wounded elf's room and roughed him up.
I was 110% all in favor of routing the Bugbears, but Samson (and maybe Jorlan) wanted to negotiate for some schooling before hand (uh...where at guys?). Jorlan used a magic ring to become invisible and scampered off to check things out. When he got back he said he could see a couple of sleeping Bugbears in one room. I asked him to draw a map of what he saw and we got the elves to give it a once-over to check it for accuracy and give a few pointers. Our fighter-types devised a plan and off we went.....
We followed the moat around on the inside (between it and the gatehouse) to a ruined corner. Jorlan went invisible again and slipped inside, but the sleeping Bugbears weren't there. Next thing we know, there are Bugbears coming out of the ruined corner and then there are Bugbears attacking from behind! Ginsu and Samson take care of the ones popping out from within and I cast Command at a Bugbear to "dive" into the moat. The spell doesn't work, so I think they don't know how to speak common. Together the rest of the party takes care of the Bugbears we know of and we know there are more coming. I cast the Curse spell Lathander gave me, but I don't know if I got anything out of it. Casting that spell and then working my way inside the gatehouse took some time and by the time I got there, a full-on fray was in progress. The group closest to me consisted of Samson & Ginsu against a couple of Bugbears. Jorlan was all over the place popping in and out of invisibility to backstab the Bugbears. Ellie was across the courtyard getting pounded by another Bugbear (or two....fog of war keeps me from getting the count perfectly accurate).
What happened next was amazing. Samson hurled his axe across the courtyard and simply obliterated one of the Bugbears attacking Ellie. Between Ginzu, Samson, and Jorlan they down one Bugbear and get another close enough to death that I can finish him off. While all of our attention is on our opponents, Ellie is cut down....
Ginzu and I rush over to her and another Bugbear steps out to do us harm. I yell at Ginzu to "plug up the hole" so I can try to bring Ellie back from the brink of death....she was mere seconds away from passing on. It took a couple of cures and a Mend Tendon to get her up and out of harm's way, but with Ginzu providing support, I had all the time I needed.
The battle was over for now and a few more cures spread out to the party took care of most all of our damage. At this point we have one room and the courtyard cleared...and the room could have been re-occupied already.
This will be interesting.....
Monday, February 26, 2007
Saturday, February 10, 2007
Character Background
Christopher: Um.....Baladar isn't my first HackMaster PC and he won't be my last. I don't often have much of a background on my HackMaster PCs, unlike my D&D PCs, and Baladar isn't much different.
In my old D&D group it seems that most of the PCs (not all) were started out at levels higher than 1st, so having some sort of background is essential to explain the transition from 0 level to level X.
In HackMaster, unless your GM is unwilling or flat out disallows it's use, you have a set of background tables to roll representing your schooling days. Between those rolls, the ones for your family background (siblings, parents, honor, etc), and all of your quirks and flaws......I don't really feel a huge need to come up with a background. If your GM starts you out in a specified place that you have some history on, go for it.
Hmmmm...just had an idea for HackJournal-background story mad-libs! You remember mad-libs, right? Right down a bunch of words based on the adjectives they ask for and before you know it you have a crazy story. Imagine a whole series of mad-libs where you right down the words and then your roll a die and use a specific background story based on your class.
Anyway, I don't have a background for Baladar. Heck, I can't even locate my notes for his seminary days. He started out as a "regular" cleric and then became a Chosen One. I thought about dual-classing to Zealot, but I'd lose out on a lot of my mid-level bonus spells and the honor window is so freakin hard to get into anyway. Multi-class/dual-class PCs use their highest level + 1/2 of their other levels (rounded up) to determine their effective level for Honor. This isn't so bad for PCs with multiple classes as they usually have more class-based Honor awards they can earn from, but Baladar's two class are in the same base group so he doesn't have any extra oppourtunities to earn Honor.
What I can offer you three readers of this blog is some wonderful pictures of Baladar's activities during his "off" days.....back before he became a Chosen One. Clerics may get a vacation, but I doubt Chosen Ones ever do. The first pic is of Baladar at the amusment park. The second is Baladar trying to get converts in Amsterdam.....for some reason they don't really want to see the light of Lathander in the dark recesses of a porn store. The pic on the left is Baladar at a church retreat on the beach. He tried to follow the "casual dress" code posted in his travel guide, but the man could only do so much.
There has been some question about this guy I'm using as Baladar. No it isn't me and no, I have no clue who he is. I did a web search for Lathander and this one photo of some dude in his get-up called out to me. I prefer glasses that are a bit smaller and more square....and I've done my absolute best to ensure that any incriminating photos of me are either destroyed or bad enough that I'm unidentifable. Those "nekkid" pics of me..........all form behind and my visible tattoos are not identifiable in the pics. I'm not sure if the folks have any photos of me in my buckskinning get-up, and I'm almost sure that the pics of me getting stripped out of my buckskinning gear have been lost to time (not cool to play "capture the flag" with a guy's loincloth......especially if he is wear it at the time.)
There will be more photos of Baladar because, quite frankly, I find it fun to do. Enjoy.......
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