Friday, August 7, 2009

A Fresh(ish) Start

Ever since the near destruction of our current campaign at the hands of Lord Catidsis and the Demonic Basilisk, I’ve wondered about a new character.
If anyone wanted to create a new character within the current campaign, what level would they be and what equipment would they possess?
I’d suggest a 2/3 rule in regard to level or possible a 3/4 one. I.e. We take the remaining party member’s average level and the ‘new’ character is 2/3’s or 1/4 of that level.
This means that if the average party level is 12, the ‘new’ character would be 8th or 9th level. (Having the minimum amount of experience to warrant that level.
As for equipment, I’d propose that they have the equivalent amount of gp as xp.
I WOULD allow them to buy magic items, as the likely hood of them not having magical weapons etc at this level is zero.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Sisterhood of the Broken Lance

Three large Orcan women enter the tent and bow towards their leader.
The smallest of the three pushes back her hood and speaks. Her voice is low and guttural. “The accursed Bodush has left the city. Our spies were keeping track of him but he disappeared by magical means. I am sorry my Queen.”
The ‘Queen’ is smaller than her three subjects, but though still attractive by human standards, she is beautiful by orcan ones.
“I am Chekeeta. Daughter of Calvera. Granddaughter of Wallach. And I will not rest until I have that Sorcerer’s head on a spike.”
One of the other Orc women steps forward. “Our assassin had her chance but was too eager. If she had only been able to bed him and kill him in his sleep, our task would be complete!”
Finally the third Orc speaks up, her voice full of rage and loathing. “How could you expect a full blood orcess to lay with such a worm? Better she died with a weapon in her hand than with a slug between her thighs.”

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

A Confusion of St Cuthbertians

A New Banner showing our enjoyment of getting to attack Clerics of St Cuthbert.
Everyone fought bravely, which was lucky considering how tough they would have proven to be if allowed some time to press forward.
Fortunately Chen’s trips and Mendez’ arrows allowed our tanks (Durin and Thesis) and summoners (Wer and Eolar) the time they needed to quell the threat.

"Money, get back. I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of my stack."

Chen looks around him. Scattered about are numerous magical items, many coins of various denominations, and arrays of jewels ranging from the plain to the exquisite. It was never in his plans to accumulate so much wealth - indeed it even rubs against his impoverished upbringing - but Fate has a strange sense of humour.

His new purchases lead him to deeper thought. Is he beginning to enjoy the life of a rich man a little too much? The Portable Hole is undoubtedly useful for the party as a whole - of that there can be no doubt. The Conch, though, is another question.

Can it really be that useful when Wer can simply cast a spell with a greater effect?
Is he just taking it for the sake of having it?

And now he's also contemplating asking Eolar for yet further magics.
(...so long as the priest doesn't give the money straight back to the overbearing and invasive church that he seems to hold so dear...)

But, what else to do with so much money? He can't very well tie that to a pigeon's leg and send it home - though they would surely put it to good use.

An idea strikes him, and he pulls out his quill and parchments. He writes another letter home - detailing the party's adventures on the high seas, under the high seas, and under under the high seas! He also records that he has accrued 'some money' and asks how they might advise him to invest it?

Curiously, he doesn't divulge the full amount.
He glances across again at his collection of magic items.
It would be wise to hold some money back - in case of emergency...

Money, Money, Money

So Bodush finally made enough money to buy the ‘little cottage’ he’d been dreaming about since he was a child in the Orcan slave camps.
Thanks to Dag’s generosity, we are all massively wealthy now, but everyone should know (to the copper piece) how much he or she has.
They should also know where they keep it. Bodush spent his entire fortune on a mansion. Mendez wears most of his, but this latest windfall (if converted into jewellery) would leave him unable to walk let alone run.
Work out how much you have and what you’re going to do with it.

Be prepared. If a DM asks you how much money you have and you don’t know, everything disappears other than the amount shown on very last ‘Treasure’ post on Dungeon Tales.

Monday, August 3, 2009

Bodush and the Real Estate Agents.

Bodush has decided to sink his insane amount of cash into a mansion on the outskirts of Febril. Using the stronghold builders' guide for reference, the mansion looks like this in terms of game mechanics:

Bodush' Mansion:

Kitchen, Fancy: 12000 1
Bedroom suite, Fancy 5000 1
2x Bedrooms, Fancy 8000 2
Bath, Fancyx2 2000 2
Dining Hall, Fancy 12000 2
Stable, Basic 500 1
Library, Fancy 3000 1
Books: General and Arcana 4000 0
Servant’s Quarter 400 1
Bedroms, Basicx2 1400 2
Study/Office, Fancy 2500 1
Walls(Wood) 9000

Sum 59800 14

Also, servants for its upkeep will be needed. Monthly Costs are as follows:

Maid 3
Servantsx2 6
Cook 3
Scribe 9
Butler 15
Sum 36

Of course, if anyone has issues with Bodush instantly acquiring such an attractive piece of real estate, let me know.

Living on in Infamy

Bodush looked down at Febril, the fires were under control and soon the rebuilding would begin. It had been such a waste of life. Throughout his life, he hadn’t had many days when he doubted himself, but this was one of them. While the plot of the Admiral had been thwarted, and already stories were spreading throughout the coast about the madness of the Cuthbertite, this massacre could possibly have been averted if he only had made a greater effort to contact his friends earlier.

“Still feeling the pangs of guilt, sorcerer? The dragonmen would have come, no matter what you or your friends had done. It was better this way. That is one thing that I agreed with the late Admiral Flaertes on. The sharp shock of a burning city is worth a thousand reports of gruesome naval battles in a far-off ocean. The Furnace Coast will respond to this threat with a healthy dose of fear, and fear leads to strong leadership. Unfortunately for Flaertes, that leadership will not be his. Your friends made sure of that. With the patriarch resurrected, the church will not be a threat to my... I mean…our plans. Aware of the crimes committed by his underlings, he will put checks in place to make sure that his church will never live up to its political potential. All that remains is to decide who gets to rule. My guess, it will be some sort of merchant’s council with representatives off all the great trading houses. That will last a week. Perhaps it is time to reinstate the divine right of kings, or possibly emperors. The Third Empire has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?

But enough of my ramblings, how are you finding your new accommodation?”