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Rolled 65, 52, 73 = 190 (3d100)

>>53085

CAPTAIN OBJIMAC STROMOV

>Health:

11/11

>Current Status:

Healthy

>Equipment:

Slavan clothing, worn elven chainmail (+1 HP), damaged Slavan shashka (+1), Fine Matchlock Pistol (+3)

>Currency:

180 Gold Doubloons

>Ships:

<Záznam> Medium ship (20/20 HP, ATK +4, ST 9/20, CREW: 15/20)

<Nesrozumiteľné Bľabotanie> Medium ship (20/20 HP, ATK +4, ST 9/20, CREW: 10/20)

>Crew:

25 elven buccaneers

>Special Crew:

None yet

>Morale:

Normal (+0)

>Supplies:

3 Tribal rations

3 crates of hardtack

1 crates of regular rations

3 barrels of Slavan vodka

2 crates of old shashkas (+1 to combat for 10 crewmembers per crate)

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Rolled 59, 65, 20 = 144 (3d100)

>Health:

10/10

>Current Status:

Healthy

>Equipment

Merchant’s clothes, old Dwarven hatchet (+1 ATK), old matchlock pistol (+1 ATK)

>Currency:

100 Gold Doubloons -5/turn

>Ships:

HMS Commerce - Large Ship (HP 40/40 HP, ATK +6, ST 18/55, CREW: 25/50)

>Crew:

35 Camlann dwarves, 10 West Nopu-enlou Company workers

>Special Crew:

Doctor Albert Hobbes - [Medicine III] [Onondaga Translator] - Fee: 5 gold doubloons/turn

>Morale:

Normal

>Supplies 17/25

4 regular rations

3 barrels of Eldin Baragh stout

2 crates of old cutlasses (+1 ATK for 10 crewmembers/crate)

2 crates of cannonballs

1 bundle of lumber

3 bundles of sailcloth

2 bundles of live oak (hardwood)

Buffalo Spirit Cloak

>Treasure:

Rolled 78, 55, 33 = 166 (3d100)

>Name:

Matías Xirau

>Race:

Human

>Gender:

Man

>Nationality:

Castellonian Empire

>Fluff:

https://pastebin.com/yNAcZ1Y7

>Color: Orange

>Health:

8/11

>Current Status:

Healthy

>Equipment

Conquistador’s garb, old rusty iron cuirass (+1 HP), old cutlass (+1 ATK)

>Currency:

200 Gold Doubloons

>Ships:

Incendio del Sol - Large Ship (HP 40/40 HP, ATK +6, ST 27/55, CREW: 50/50) (25 for Sea Serpent Hunt only)

>Crew:

15 Santisma Madre survivors, 10 escaped Ixtlub slaves, 11 Scoundrels (Temp.)

>Special Crew:

None yet

>Morale:

Normal

Rolled 73, 86, 46 = 205 (3d100)

>>53083

>Name: Garrett the Godless

>Race: Human

>Gender: Male

>Nationality: Free City (Dead Man's Anchorage)

>Fluff: Garrett is a lean and fit young man of average height with a head of scruffy black hair and a pair of cold green eyes. His face is handsome but hard, with numerous nicks and pockmarks marring his good looks. His beard is shorn down to a permanent stubble and his clothes are all heavily patched. In battle he wears a gruesome mask fashioned from a guardsmans' skull and etched with war-oaths taken from the good book of Solarianism, hiding his features behind bleached bone as he lays men low with cutlass and shot.

>Color: Dark Grey

>Health:

3/10

>Current Status:

Bleeding Out: -1 HP/Round

>Equipment:

Brigand’s clothes, worn out cutlass (+1 ATK), old matchlock pistol (+1 ATK)

>Currency:

100 Gold Doubloons

>Ships:

<The Dripping Knife> Medium ship (15/20 HP, ATK +4, ST 9/22, CREW: 15/20)

<The Red Maiden> Medium ship (18/20 HP, ATK +4, ST 9/20, CREW: 10/20)

>Crew:

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>>52972

Troops: 60 Knights Errant*

Unit Name: Order of the Black Rose

Nation/Race: Vampire Counts

Troops: Order Knights/Reiksguard

Backstory: Despite the vampire's absolute rule over Sylvannia not all humans are peasants consigned to their backwater villages. Some are held as favored pets due to great skill enjoying luxury as courtiers who inflate their master's ego. One such vampire of the von Carstein line took this a step further and organized the best warriors of his domain and made a knightly order to put them in and have them swear fealty. While considered almost a joke to his peers and an insult to any empire citizen they had quickly proven themselves rather effective at carrying out their master's will. Able to freely go outside their territory without immediate backlash they were able to garner much prestige through their truly glorious charges. Some who witness them for themselves claim that only the supernatural grace of the grail knights and the unholy curse of the blood dragons is what keeps them ahead of these fearsome warriors. Alas success breeds envy and in this grim world it can only end in death, so when a group of blood dragons heard these claims they went to the Von Carstein's court and slaughtered him along with his most elite knights. Bitterly resentful and now having no lord to call their own they sell their services to the highest bidder. Hoping to rebuild their order from the brink.

Rolled 83, 95, 20, 26 = 224 (4d100)

1. Task Force harridan attacks the orks streaming into the redoubt from the side attempting to break their flank and interrupt the greenskin reinforcements pouring into the redoubt. The Sisters can shift positions quickly if they turn and redeploy to keep ravaging them wherever they cannot properly respond from.

+9 to all combat rolls

+3 rolls vs chaos

+4 Against Orks this battle

"The Bolt Pistol of Saint Relotha." +2 general Combat, +7 in a duel

Morningstar of St. Relotha "The Emperor's Judgement" +12 to duels.

Pronatus maps of the tunnels +10 to all tunnel combat. (all of Eastern Koronam, some of the west too)

Ancient Banner of the "Order of the Indomitable Spirit" +3 to combat rolls where it is present

Chest Armor of Saint Relotha, +5 general Combat and +5 to Duels

Leg Armor of Saint Relotha +2 general combat, +8 Duels

Relotha Set Bonus: Front wide boost to all flame units, Flames get more than melta, also the person in the set is on fire like a bad bitch

Neural Whip - Gives Sister Repentia forces a +10 roll bonus. If equipped on other troops, reduces the likelihood of a retreat massively

2. The Sisters within the medical uplink assign the new detachment to the house forces fighting in theatre here. Then begin building up another.

3.The sisters Famulous continue clearing the underhive of sigils and any possible Sign or worship of the great Enemy. They shall find no purchase on this bastion of the Emperor.

4. The sisters pray yet even more, the fires of faith fueling their destruction of the Greenskin filth.

Rolled 42, 42 = 84 (2d100)

>>52825

Organization Name: The Carnelian Martyrs

Category: Adeptus Astartes

Sub-Category: 4 Companies: 2nd & 3rd Battle Companies, 8th Assault Company, 9th Devastator Company, 10th Scout Company

>Favor

5 Favor

>TROOPS:

199 Standard Space Marines ("4" Companies)

90 Wounded Space Marines

107 Scout Space Marines (1 company)

82 Death Company Space Marines (1 Company)

30 Wounded Death Company Marines

1000 Chapter Serfs

>VEHICLES (and Ships)

1 Strike Cruiser Long Night of Solace

4 Thunderhawks

5 Stormraven Gunships

15 Land Speeder Tornadoes

0 Damaged Land Speeder Tornadoes

6 Rhinos

0 Damaged Rhino

1 Predator Destructor [Lascannon Hull Mounts] [Autocannon]

1 Predator Destructor [Lascannon Hull Mounts] [Autocannon] >Slight Damaged

1 Baal Predator [Twin-Linked Assault Cannon] [Heavy Bolter Hull Mounts]

Rolled 98, 90, 20, 60, 6 = 274 (5d100)

>Organization Name:

House Dissidia

>Category:

Adeptus Mechanicus

>Sub-Category:

Questor Imperialis

>Troops:

Knight Castellan 'Oculi autem Deus': Slight Damage

-Plasma Decimator

-Volcano Lance

-Twin Shieldbreaker Missiles

-Twin Meltaguns

-Twin Meltaguns

-Twin Siegebreaker Cannons

-Twin Siegebreaker Cannons

-Twin Siegebreaker Cannons

-Ion Shields

-Super-Heavy Adamantine Armour

Knight Castigator 'Dies Irae': Heavy Damage

-Twin-linked Castigator-pattern Bolt Cannon

-Relic: Inferno Warblade

-Ion Shields

-Adamantine Armour

-Knight Leader

-Relic: Omnissiah's Saving Grace

Knight Preceptor 'Ars Moriendi': No Damage

-Thunderstrike Gauntlet

-Las-Impulsor

-Multi-Laser

-Ironstorm Missile Pods

-Ion Shields

-Adamantine Armour

Knight Crusader 'Aeternam Vale': No Damage

-Avenger Gatling Gun

-Thermal Cannon

-Heavy Flamer

-Heavy Stubber

-Twin Icarus Autocannons

-Ion Shields

-Adamantine Armour

Knight Styrix 'Vae Victis': No Damage

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Rolled 84, 18 = 102 (2d100)

>>52824

>Organization Name: 2nd Koronam PDF Regiment, 'Mobwag'

>Category: Planetary Defense Force

>Sub-Category: Combat Engineers

>Credits: 200

>Medals:

+ Medal of the Black River (Highest Casualty Rate)

>Officers:

Colonel Steeljaw, Black River Elite

Major Kreibar, Black River Elite

>Troops:

>Mobwag HQ: (Stationed at: Citadel Sick Yellow)

200,000 PDF Soldiers

20,000 Black River Elites (Old Carpace Armor, Improved Lasguns)

25,000 Black River Veteran Engineers (Combat Engineers)

1,000 Autocannon Teams (3x PDF)

200 Lascannon Teams (2x PDF)

100 Thudd Guns

>Section Red River: (Stationed at: Vertun)

100,000 PDF Soldiers

25,000 Combat Engineers

>Ortal Fortifications Section: (Stationed at: Vertun)

100,000 PDF Soldiers

25,000 Combat Engineers

>Artifacts:

Standard of Wagmob 35th Millenium (+10 to fortification rolls on deployed front, bonus damage against armored units)

>Reinforce to:

PDF (458,255), PE PDF (250,000), CE (55,360), Agri (35,725), ACT (8,018), LCT (1,318), HBT (818), TG (1,350), BRVE (81,040), BRV (46,435), BRE (24,998), BRAV (3,775), BRAT (982), BRLT (482), BRHBT (182)

>Task Force Ceramite Wall

147,155 PDF Soldiers

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Rolled 80, 81, 80 = 241 (3d100)

>>52825

Organization Name: The Enterprisors

Category : Planetary Nobles

Sub-Category: Merc Focused

Lore: When Koronam first discovered the role that they were to play and more importantly the attack that was going to happen a great panic spread across the nobility. Some wanted to flee with their wealth, others wished to live in denial and host extravagant parties to take their mind off the incoming doom, and a rare few actually wished to fight to protect their home. Unfortunately for the later, much of the planet's manpower was already conscripted into the army proper leaving them only with their token household guard and a plethora of serfs whose value is determined by how high they can make a wall with their bodies. If they wished to secure their own assets then they must seek some "outside help", If successful then the newly founded "Enterprisor" faction can spread their influence to the rest of the nobility and therefore dominate the planet's future.

BONUSES: 50% cost reduction on ALL mercenary units, +10 to Guerrilla Warfare when using Kroot Units, +9 to defensive warfare when using Squat Units, +5 to General Combat when using Eldar Units.

Assets:

20,650 Credits

Steel Pact (4,350)

Some Influence in Olagas

Total control of Hive Ortal and its Industries

Total control of Hive Khe-Sanh and its Industries

Total control of Hive Vertun and its Industries

Total control of Hive Karanas and its industries

Tunnel Purification Protocol

AWESOME TRANSONIC RAZOR (+10 to melee Assassination rolls)

Units:

Medic Detachment

1 Banehammer (HQ, 1.25 to hero's command bonus)

13,500 Khe-Sahn Arbites

Rolled 99, 36 = 135 (2d100)

>>52795

Name -

Liliana

Domains - Theatergoing (Drama and Spectating,) Literature (Poetry, Fiction, ect.)

+10, +10

Other:

+Universal Record

+Mini Records

+The Grand Library

Power - 0/+4

———-

1. Continue to write more stories for my followers and sending them out to the universe.

2. This Library was fine. But I do not like it being tied to something else. I shall try and make a Library independent of the other dimensions. A Library of solitude where I can relax and watch the universe from the distance. - 6 power.

Rolled 15, 19 = 34 (2d100)

>>52795

Name - Akalantith

Domains - Death, Magic

Description/Picuture - A perpetually grinning skeleton. While Akalantith is fine with letting the dead shuffle off their mortal coil. He would greatly prefer to have them stay in the land of the living to the point where he has constructed grand challenges for many and few. Resulting in many undead wandering around the world trying to escape their cursed existence. It is common for the wealthy to spend a great fortune ensuring that their afterlife is secured in the event that they may catch his attention. On the other hand, he is also patron of mages of all sorts, offering a powerful way to manipulate the world that he seems so keen to keep people in. Perhaps this is why there is such a strong correlation between the dead and powerful supernatural abilities.

Power - 11/+9t

1. It is amusing how quickly these elementals have lost sight of their place. They confuse stewardship with ownership and seek to make it their own domain without honoring me. Well they are certainly welcome to try. As creator of both them and the domain they reside in they shall find that they have far less control then they can ever realize. A great curse I shall place on them where I shall give the secret of binding to all mortals, teaching them how to bind the elementals to their flesh similar to the genasi. It will be interesting to see what new variations may occur from this mixing. However for those that honor me and fulfill their task may be given protection from this technique and retain themselves. I will also control the winds of magic and render the pretenders impotent while the loyal viziers shall find their purview expanding. Of course With my brother's new binders it makes this even easier as they shall be all to eager to descend upon elementals who believe themselves underneath my notice.

+10 with one power

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Rolled 81, 33 + 15 = 129 (2d100)

>>52794

Name - Mortifer

Domains - Chaos+5,War +10

Description: Mortifier, The Destroyer of Worlds the great evil god of war, chaos and destruction he sits upon his great throne of skulls atop the boiling lake of blood overlooking all great battles revelling in the brutality and violence caused by war. For each violent and brutal act Mortifer grows stronger with the skulls of his enemies being added to the skull throne, their blood fueling the great lake. Soon the universe shall learn the hard way of the ruinous power that is Mortifer.

Power - 14

1.My child, these other gods are influencing my sweet boy far too much. I shall transpose more of my features onto him his undying bloodthirst and rage shall now know no end, in addition I shall bestow upon him the ability to travel the planes at will he shall conquer all in my name. 5 power

Lets try this once more, we shall build a great realm of chaos staffed by great demons were endless eternal wars will rage between the humans whisked away to it..the blood shall flow and my power will increase. 5 power

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>52749

Adding a third die to your action. Remember that turns are 3d100

>>52731

You make your way into town and try to act polite and friendly. No one understands you, but you don't get anyone acting openly hostile. You eventually manage to get someone to put you up for a while, an old man gesturing you to follow him into his house. You stay with him while trying to learn to communicate with these people. In the meanwhile, you also try to find work. This village is too small to find any written work like you wanted, so you have to settle with helping out raising some goats. It does endear you a bit more to the villagers though, and after a while, they treat you warmly rather than distantly.

During your stay in the village, you test yourself to determine your new properties. It becomes evident quickly that you do not need to eat or drink, and if you do, it comes out mostly without getting processed. You also don't need to sleep, though you make a habit of doing it anyway for your own mental health. You don't become fatigued, and nothing from the past can hurt you. Anything you attempt it with gives way before you do, without any pain on your part. However, you can pinch or scratch yourself, or jab yourself with something you brought, like the corner of your ID card, and it will still hurt. On that note, you discover that the stuff you had on you is also just as immutable as you are.

After one year, your language skills have progressed, though slowly. You are still speaking in simple sentences, and complex ideas are impossible to get across. But basic communication is perfectly possible.

>+Languages:Aramaic(Basic)

>>52732

As you roll into the village, you put on your preaching voice and smile to try and offer help to anyone that needs it. You make a few villagers uneasy, but eventually find a man hauling a heavy cart and take it up in his place, which he seems to appreciate. After that you help out a handful of other villagers, and you seem to start being regarded less suspiciously. You notice in the course of doing Post too long. Click here to view the full text.

>>52749

You approach the concerned men, but they jump back. You seem to have unnerved them. One runs over a hill, and a bit later a few men with spears come to escort you. You follow their directions, all while trying to make conversation but failing. You are led to a village of thatched roof houses, and one larger house in particular. Once inside, you are told presumably to stay, and one guard remains standing outside. A man that seems to have some kind of authority eventually comes to the house, and tries to speak with you, unsuccessfully. This seems to be his house, and though no one tries to hurt you, you are made to stay here for a whole year.

During this time, you work very hard to be able to communicate. The man, the guards, and an occasional villager will come in to try and talk with you, and you gradually master this strange version of Japanese. During this time, you discover that you don't seem to need to eat or sleep, though you do so anyway. After the year is over and you've become friendly and capable of communication, you're let off from the house arrest and given more leniency.

>+Languages:Ancient Japanese

>>52753

You decide to stay hidden from the men for now, opting to tail them for valuable info. Listening to them, you feel like you can hear a bit of Welsh in there. Or at least, a precursor to Welsh. You've heard plenty of Welsh in your own time, so you manage to pick up a bit of this language after listening in on several such groups of hunters, though without actual conversation practice, it's only the basics.

Beyond listening in, you also watch as they hunt. The most common way seems to be that they set snares and traps, drive the deer into them, then go for the kill with their spears. You watch a few hunts over the year, realizing over the course that you can go without eating indefinitely and don't even tire. you can't seem to get hurt, and even your clothes can't be damaged. You eventually make a spear and some trap of yPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

Rolled 75, 58, 74 = 207 (3d100)

>>52790

Name: Richard Watson

Languages: English, Ancient Choctaw (Basic)

Starting location: South eastern north america

Fluff: Richard was a young contractor a few years into the workforce. Nothing was really special about his younger years but he did always have a go to attitude, creativity, and mild ADHD that lead him down tangents of learning new things to suddenly switching topics of what he wanted to learn. This only got worse as he got older and was able to actually create things. He was able to get land for cheap and started building his own house filled with all kinds of crazy improvements; although he always tried to make them look nice.

From an aquaponics system to a primitive furnace for metal working. He also has made roman concrete, black powder from scratch, clay pots, and a pretty good cake. He also enjoyed reading about various topics, although he usually moved on to other topics before having a full understanding. He never thought of it as anything more than a hobby, and certainly that he could stay on topic long enough to get a degree.

Skills: [Construction]+10, [Crafting]+10

1. Talk with the Choctaw. Tell them that I was brought here by something and I believe I am here to teach them. Ask for their help and support and they will benifit.

2. Gather some sea shells from the coast and work on that roman concrete. +10

3. Teach the Choctaw to make larger ships. +10

Rolled 15, 21, 15 = 51 (3d100)

>>52791

Name: Father Donald O'Cros

Languages: English, Latin, Ancient Hindi

Starting Location: India

Skills: [Theology]+20, [Public Speaking]+5

1. Teach the villagers the true faith by tutoring both the young and old. By educating and catechizing them I can improve not only their quality of life but also save their immortal souls.

[Theology]+20, [Public Speaking]+5

2. I Shall converse with the travelers and merchants who come to this village so that I may gain a better understanding of the land around me both geographically and politically. Through this I hope to gain a better understanding of where to next spread my ministry.

[Public Speaking]+5

3. There has been talk of a monastery relatively nearby. If I am to convert this land then I must go to what is the opposition. I shall travel there and learn what this sect's beliefs are so that I may better convert them as well. Perhaps through dialogue and debate I may be able to convince them of the truth.

[Theology]+20, [Public Speaking]+5

Rolled 22, 19 = 41 (2d100)

>>52735

[Dreamer Marrow]

[Gender: M][Race: R'lyeh Seeder]

Health: [7/7]

Psyche: [7/7]

Esper: [0]

[Position: Tentative Researcher | Detainee][Credits: 0 | +5/turn]

Sponsorships:

Augmentations: [Detonation Implant]

Nonpilot Abilities: [Regeneration 1/-][Dreamer]

Skills: [Seed Engineering III][Seeder Biology II 1/15][Hardlight Shielding II][Harldlight Weaponry I][Genetic Engineering I]

Gear: [ERI Detainee Jumpsuit][GenTek Handi-Pal][R'lyeh Seed Sample][ERI F-Class Research ID]

1. Hmm yes, it does seem that it has become much more integrated than what was deemed "too dangerous to live" by my tormentors. Well I guess its a good thing that these fools really do know nothing of the past and can only gleam such things through me. Regardless I should experiment with finding what affects my connection to the hivemind whether it heightens or diminishes its impact on me. If successful I may be able to become a mind within a mind rather than be a pawn of the whole.

[Seed Engineering III][Seeder Biology II]

2. While I am working on personal projects I should do something that also has immediate results. Currently they have many gaps in their knowledge of hardlight in regards to its output making it much more brittle than it should be. I shall correct these errors to quickly increase its efficiency and therefore gain more control over this facility.

[Hardlight Shielding II][Harldlight Weaponry I]

Rolled 46, 77 = 123 (2d100)

>>52734

Ryosuke Takahara]

[Gender: M][Race: Martian]

Health: [13/13]

Psyche: [12/12]

Esper: [0]

[Position: Pilot][Credits: 0 | +5/turn]

Sponsorships:

Augmentations: [Nerve Implant]

Pilot Abilities: [Martian Resilience][Esper Potential]

Skills: [Pilot V (4/24)][Rifles I][Knives I]

Gear: [GenTek Plugsuit Mk. V][ERI Jumpsuit (Gray)][GenTek Handi-Pal][ERI Pilot License][Antidepressants][GenTek Tanktop & Shorts][Old Family Photo]

[Ti-BW Prototype Model - Juno][Ti-BW][Nerve][MOV - 3]

[GenTek Ti-BL Head [Head][BIO]] - [Integrity: 7][FRC - 2][DRB - 4][AGI - 2][Plate: GenTek Ti Heavy Plating][Mod: ]

[GenTek Ti-BL Torso [Torso][BIO]] - [Integrity: 18][FRC - 2][DRB - 4][Plate: GenTek Ti Heavy Plating][Mod: ][SL Gear: ][SR Gear: ]

[GenTek Ti-BL Arm - Left [Arm L][BIO]] - [Integrity: 11][FRC - 2][DRB - 4][AGI - 2][Plate: GenTek Ti Heavy Plating][Mod: ][Gear: ]

[GenTek Ti-BL Arm - Right [Arm R][BIO]] - [Integrity: 11][FRC - 2][DRB - 4][AGI - 2][Plate: GenTek Ti Heavy Plating][Mod: ][Gear: ]

[GenTek Ti-BL Leg - Left [Leg L][BIO]] - [Integrity: 11][FRC - 2][DRB - 4][AGI - 2][Plate: GenTek Ti Heavy Plating][Mod: ]

[GenTek Ti-BL Leg - Right [Leg R][BIO]] - [IntegrPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

>>52740

>>52739

Grimbles wasn't getting anywhere with his readings and wasn't entirely sure what was going on. Defeated, he sat down next to a plant infront of two guards who were alittle worried to see the old man crumble down like that but were reassured when George started looking through his Handi-pai. One of the guards said "can we help you? you look abit lost there." "yes I'm yes, can you point me in the direction of the Nuclear reactor?" "Nuclear reactor? sir we haven't had that in afew decades, I was a child when those were all decommissioned, everything's those Particles right?" "Particles?" "yeah those Enchilada Particles" the other guard stepped in to correct his partner "no you dip they're Enochian Particles, not bloody Enchiladas, that's a food. you're always thinking with your stomach." "ah well my friend here is right" the guard leaves off with a grumble from his gut George offers the man his eggs but he politely declined, he wasn't allowed to eat on the job. thanking them again George sets off to finally do something productive.

1.[Propulsion Systems II] George knew the one thing that's always relevant is the one thing which he excels at the most, making big'ol rockets, this time however he needed something truly special something genre defining and that's where he looked at James again when he got back to his office. George realized he knows to come up with an alternative fuel source to cut back the weight of his rockets by tenfolds. he would design a system which allows a mech to directly fuel their rockets with whatever they could find, into a machine which compresses matter into a propulsive force

>>52736

"Doc, I feel like im wading through tar pits. Can't seem to make much progress on this spook stuff. Got any ideas?"

Rules

1.Don't be a dick, this should be self explanatory, if you feel I'm being unfair feel free to bitch at me in discord or alternatively we could have a civil discussion on why you don't like something I did

2.You will probably die, don't get pissed at me for RNG just accept it. This is a high lethality game, just take the motto of dwarf fortress to heart when playing. "dying is fun"

3.This is a game based on a setting that is byond stupid and nonsensical shenanigans are encouraged and welcome

Limbloss sheet :http://prntscr.com/mqm72b

(Limbloss is based on a d4 system to determine the category, with a d10 being used to determine the injury itself, except in the case of a 3 being rolled, which requires another d4)

1-5: You're going to die unless RNJesus intervenes

6-10: You're going to need to pray for divine intervention that you don't lose a limb or worse

11-19: You fucked up, but it's possibly salvageable

20-29: You did what you needed to do, but in the worst way possible

30-39: You did what you needed to do, but in a very mediocre way

40-59: Average, plain, boring, safe average

60-79: Delicious, like a nice plate of sashimi

80-95: Cool down, you're burning like a plasma fire

96-99: Something, somewhere has just had their limbs violently sail off in an arc

100: "Hey, who left the nuclear authentication disk here?"

Actions are 2d100

>>52754

Name: Greasy Greg

Job: Cook

Ethnicity/species: Human

Age: 58

Fluff:

Greasy Greg might not be particularly well educated, or trained, or skilled in anything in anything beyond the most basic operations, but god damn if he isn't the most average cook this side of the galaxy. He's also a chubby grubby and greasy guy.

– Do not fill in –

Health: 15/15

Gear:Based on job

Inventory: Everything you’re not wearing and can’t use to robust things

Bonus:

Name: Stares-At-Distance

Job: Security Officer

Ethnicity/species: Lizardperson

Age: 29

Fluff: Once a warrior and hunter of great renown. Stares-At-Distance became afflicted with survivor's guilt after his hunting pack slowly whittled down until only he remained. With nothing to live for he joined NanoTrasen as a security officer and was then assigned to space station 13. Now he spends his time savaging trouble makers just under the point of where it can be said he is abusing his authority. Its a good thing for his fellow crew that right now nothing reminds him of the horrible events that transpired to his pack. Otherwise he might go into one of his legendary berserker frenzies and really let loose with his primal ferocity.

Bonus:

>>52754

Name: Jim Bob Zeb

Job: Scientist

Ethnicity/species: Human

Age: 40

Fluff: Jim Bob is a graduate of Space Uganda -Kentucky University with a PHD in "Various science bullshit". He applied for an R&D position and got it because a higher up thought it would be hilarious.

– Do not fill in –

Health: 15/15

Gear:Based on job

Inventory: Everything you’re not wearing and can’t use to robust things

Bonus:

>>52754

Name: Offoninout Openclose

Job: Lawyer

Ethnicity/species: Human

Age: 27

Fluff: Openclose is an overworked man, as he is tasked with the positions of both Prosecution and Defense due to a shortage of qualified personnel. He often has to do his own investigation as well. This has wreaked havoc on his mental state, but even less than sane, he's still always committed to his jobs. Even if they are in direct opposition.

Rolled 25, 92, 34 = 151 (3d100)

'Grand Khanate of Knyashevka ' Information:

Nation Perks: Imperial, Savages

1000.0 Population (+190/t)

5000 Gold(+5000/t)

2144 Army strength ( 3/3 Elite Armies. 3 Total Armies)

0/4000 Progress (+1100/t, Level 3)

God: Heathen

0 Faith

'Kara Boga ': 728 Strength (Elite, War-Clerics, Heavy-Armor, Two-Handed)

'The Harvesters ': 684 Strength (Elite, Mounted, Light-Armor, Thrown-Weapon)

'The Warbreakers ': 732 Strength (Elite, Mounted, Medium-Armor, One-Handed)

Free Action:expand southwards into the plains

Action 1: Take the left Forest tile that borders my southwestern-most tile

Action 2: Take the right forest tile that borders my southeastern-most tile.

Action 3: Construct a farm on plains.

Rolled 44, 65, 66 = 175 (3d100)

>>52504

My bad,here are the rolls

Hey,

Im kind of tired of chasing players down.

If I don't get those 2 last comments today I'm closing the game and starting off with different players.

There's a reason why i wrote active players only in the OP

Rolled 97, 61, 43 = 201 (3d100)

>>52408

Name: "Scorpio" Jack

Ethinicity: Minor Aberration (White)

Age: 19??

Fluff: There are many horrors that lurk unseen in the dark undercity of Modern America. With the police being too afraid to venture below what little law that now remained could not even enforce its will there. A safe-haven for the wicked, many foul activities and experiments were conducted with little retaliation from above. However accidents do happen and in such an environment they are often lethal. For example, a mad doctor who had built his lab underground found his subjects breaching containment destroying everything in their path. While he quickly met his end, the same could not be said for his creations whom still persisted and could perhaps even claim to be part of the reason J.A.D.E was founded. Not all of the subjects were mindless however as there was a child who had managed to keep his sanity intact. Knowing only what the pod had taught him as he was incubating, when it was violently destroyed he was forced into the world, already having to defend himself. With his hands growing into claws and his tail revealing a wicked stinger he was able to keep his attacker at bay long enough to find a way to escape. It took him a long time to actually find the surface however and even longer to attempt to actually socialize with people willing to associate with him, but the pod taught him well and when he heard of a group that hunted creatures like those that had threatened his life since the start he quickly attempted to join. The utter lack of documentation before hand proved to be a hassle however his unique circumstances allowed him access.

Health: 15/15

Squad: Alpha

Gear: Bionic Claw, Bionic Club, Bionic Blade, Goliath Sling, Plasma Spear

Inventory: Old Keycard

Bonus: N/A

1/3. People always told me I was only good for servicing degenerates so I guess that means I wiPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

Rolled 51, 63, 63 = 177 (3d100)

>>52408

Name: Musashi Touma

Ethnicity: Japanese

Age: 20

Fluff: Musashi was adopted as a child by a Yakuza boss, but rather than treated like a son, he was drilled into an extra bodyguard with more loyalty and less pay. Intense training with bladed weapons led to his skill in dual sword style, as well as with knives. Trained as a sniper as well, he was made into a tool to eliminate any threats to the Oyabun. He was primed to serve as his father's elite bodyguard, but by a stroke of fate, he was absent on an errand the day a rival yakuza family took out his syndicate. Intent on avenging his family, he set out destroy the perpetrators, but they were already destroyed themselves by the time he caught up. At that point, Musashi could scarcely make sense of how quickly everything he had known was wiped out in a pointless cycle of violence. He scrounged up some cash to head to America, if only to discover what he might actually want from his life. His skills were only fit for combat, but as he wanted to fight for something with meaning, he decided to enroll into the J.A.D.E. academy.

Health: 15/15

Squad: Alpha

Gear:

Plasma Katana x2

Throwing Knives

RailRifle

Inventory:

2,000 credits (5 points towards gear)

Bonus: Chance to gain one or more sometime during the game

1-3. Touma was never able to fit in well with these types, so he decides to do some people watching instead. He finds some vantage points and tries to see which buildings in this part of town have more people going in than coming out, hopefully narrowing down our locations to search.

Rolled 100, 62, 88 = 250 (3d100)

>>52240

>>52408

Name: Smolin Sergei Vladislavovich

Ethinicity: Русски

Age: 22

Fluff: Born at the height of the Neoslavic Orthodoxy War, Sergei, as he commonly went by, was brought into this world in a the Tula Oblast, one of the remaining Federal Oblast that hadn't been overrun by the Fingolian Hyperöljykangas, Swedish Nationals used in warfare for their inherently aggressive nature and mindless brutality. Taught from a young age in both the art of war and drinking to forget the sorrows incurred from it. Eventually the Swathy Swedish Expats where driven from the Eurasian part of Novorussia, and for a time Segei's world became peaceful. He grew restless however, and longed once more to feel the grip of the Naggat he had grown so used to in his hands, the slight irritation from the gasmask, and the familiar olive mixture of the TTsKO that he was so used to wearing. When he heard of the capitalist pig crisis with subhuman monstrosities over the pond, he put aside his strong convictions on the Americans and decided to once again to pick up the rifle and put down the Swarthy menace that was Швед. He took to next boat he could to New York from St. Leninsberg and from there enrolled in JADE at the tender age of 18, and having just graduated and finally fully fluent in English, was eager to take on the world.

– Do not fill in –

Health: 15/15

Squad: Alpha

Gear:

+ [Harpoon Gun] (5)

+ [Laser Rifle] (13)

Rolled 29, 24, 1 = 54 (3d100)

>>52555

1/2/3. What an odd dream that was, turns out Smiley was slain a few days ago by his fellow agents, and Smolin must has missed the final encounter. He would rise and instead put his effort towards finding information about the disappearances in Stellar Heights. He would switch things up this time, hardcore discrimination against people who look like they don't belong in the nice area, taking them into back alleys and beating them senseless while interrogating them for information. He couldn't possible do this in his uniform, and instead would adapt the look of the hipsters themselves of the area, and if he failed to garner any information, he could at least draw the plausible kidnapper to him by causing a ruckus

Rolled 2, 75, 65 = 142 (3d100)

>>52408

Name: Séan Mac Croidheáin

Ethnicity: White (Irish)

Age: 30

Fluff: Sean made a name for himself during the Third Troubles, in which he fought for the Third Provisional IRA. While minuscule gains were made in the conflict, Sean's unit was forced to leave the Emerald Isle and into exile in the US. There, he laid low for several years trying to at least live. When he heard of the J.A.D.E, he practically jumped at the chance. This is where his past begins and the present begins. Having just graduated the academy, he's currently awaiting his first assignment

– Do not fill in –

Health: 15/15

Squad: Alpha

Gear:

[10] HK 416

[1] Combat Knife

[9] Minebea pm-9

Inventory: Everything you’re not wearing and can’t use to kill things

Bonus: Chance to gain one or more sometime during the game

1. Right, time to gather some intel, have there been any similar incidents occurring recently?

2/3. Find a contact inside Stellar Heights, make friends in the community, get integrated

>>52242

>>52246

The demon woman rises out of the rubble, snapping her neck back into place with an unamused look on her foul features. Standing opposite her, Hell-Rider grins with pride at being delivered such a nice gift by Mr. Claus himself. Green leaps forward to do battle with the hell-spawned siren, fist front to deal a crippling blow to her jaw–

But instead of fist-on-bone he is met with the insubstantial wisp of fist-through-smoke. He turns around just in time to take a heavy right hook, and then a left uppercut, straight to the dome. Staggering back on smoking hooves, the Hell-Rider whips forward with his left hand to swipe at Persphone's waist, a blow that she deftly backsteps with a shallow cut across her leather-shod belly for her trouble. The two demon-blooded brawlers stare one another down for a moment. The Hell-Rider moves, swinging his "axe", but Persephone is quicker, slapping the weapon away and paying no heed to how it elicits smoke and ash from her palm. She gets in close, sweeps Douglas' legs, then clutches him by the horns before he can fall to the ground, swinging him around once, twice, thrice to give him ample momentum for when she lets go and throws him headfirst into the other portion of the concrete wall.

"Santa's gone soft," she scoffs as the Hell-Rider shakes off the concussive blow. "You've been a -very- naughty boy, Douglas, and We know just how to punish you. And, believe me, we'll be punishing you, for a long… LONG…. time…"

You are now [WOUNDED].

BEGIN ROUND 4 OF HELL-RIDER-VS-PERSEPHONE TWICE-DEAD

>>52250

>>52252

"THE SKULLMASTER -NEVER- JOBS, FOOL!" roared the iron-necked thug as he lunged fPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

>>52297

>>52306

>>52307

The gem tumbles into Dragoon's throat, and the instant he gulps it down into his stomach he feels an immense, bubbling, all-consuming heat welling up from inside him. Doubling over in equal parts pain and ecstacy, he at first feels the overwhelming urge to vomit, but when his mouth opens the only thing that leaves it is a bone-rattling roar and a truly staggering gout of incandescent flame. The firespout instantly bores through the earth, turning thousands of feet of rock and dirt into a churning morass of molten stone. Dragoon's jaws snap shut only to open again in another roar of pure rage, shouting his boundless bloodlust to the heavens as the ground around him erupts in fissures and gouts that spew lava every which way. With a great crumbling noise the ground beneath RANDY SAVAGE gives way to a churning whirlpool of magma, stoked and moved by the force of Dragoon's will. As its legs are battered by gouts of molten rock the mech can only twist, punch and writhe impotently, unable to stave off the plate-crushing protrusions of semi-melted bedrock that slam into its joints and soft spots.

Dragoon's focus is broken, for a moment, when out of the corner of his eye he beholds Q1 staggering to his feet, slamming his fists together to erect a shimmering barrier of purple energy. The barrier shudders with a sudden psionic impact that sends purple sparks flying high; then, it shatters, and even as Q1 manipulates the fleeting psychic energy to attack Prime's manifested will, it all sputters to nothing. There is a sickening crack and Q1's crystalline arm is shattered into a cloud of purple dust that scatters to the wind, the sheer force of the psycho-concussive blow sending the mangled vestige flying back once more, closer to the molten sinkhole that RANDY SAVAGE is beginning to slowly climb out of, but at a great cost. Its legs are utterly fouled, and it's unlikely it can even stand on them…

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>>52417

1. El-Dorado Location 3/4. Vladimire's finest efforts are temporarily stymied by a blast of golden-fog interference, but the rapid reporting back of his spectral eyes and ears help him narrow down the list quite quickly. It's unlikely that El-Dorado is anywhere west of the Mississippi, or south of the Mason-Dixon line, leaving, of course, the blighted lands of the Northeast….

2. The ancestors watch Vladimire's efforts closely as the Lightning Death-Lord calls his magical constituents to his side, amplifying a Forced Teleport spell to bring the last remaining cyber-mages to his heel. He succeeds, in a fashion– in a flash of indigo light that comes at the cost of half a dozen wizard lives, he conjures up half of a Magi-Skeleton in a wheelchair. Before the crippled cretin can cast a single spell, Vladimire smites it into scrap. Magi-Skeleton Corpses 9/10.

3. Although Vladimire's efforts have not gone unnoticed, it seems that some members of the Congress have received unflattering news as to the Lightning Death-Lord's original alias… say it isn't so, could it be true that Vladimire's real name is -Sharon-?!?

True or not, the rumors staunch his attempts at mustering up more support and cohesion. But there's only one person, cowardly but resourceful enough, that could have uncovered this…

>>52524

2. Scrufftron's training comes to a head, and after one last bout of pummeling magnetically-animated faux-foes, he feels confident enough in his abilities to proclaim himself to be a practitioner, no, a FOUNDER of his own martial art. Gain D-List Multi-Limb Martial Arts.

3. Scrufftron quaffs the entire potion in one impressive gulp. It tastes like salt, lemon, PineSol and vanilla ice-cream, and when it hits his stomach it seems to vanish instantly. The whispers, the snippets, the quiet murmurs all seem to recede…

NEW AND -FINAL- THREAD HERE: https://8ch.net/builders/res/52532.html

>>51803

Name - The Abolethic Hegemony

Fluff - The Aboleths are an ancient aquatic race with significant psychic and magical abilities. As their bodies are not well adapted for tool use, they instead alter the biology of other lifeforms to perform physical labor for them. In response to the devastating magical storms scouring the world, the eldest among the Aboleths have emerged from their deep-sea lairs to organize their race into a new state, the Abolethic Hegemony.

Color - Teal

Snowflake - Underwater, Sorcery, Lost Knowledge

Techs - Farming, Herding, Stoneworking,Tech: Infuse magic [Infuse spell ability, Imbue being], Medicine [Anatomy, Genetics], Slavery [Slave soldiers]

Research - (What is your current research)

Spells - Crossbreed [Two subjects, red quartz], Mutate [subject, Red quartz] <Guided mutation>

Units - 3x Guard Thralls [Free Upkeep] <In Capital>

Settlements - Soorn [Cavern of the Eldest] (S: 5)

Wealth - 3

Influence - 3

Resources - 2 Food, 1 Stone, 1 Quartz

Bonus - Will of the Ancients - The ancients of the aboleths are powerful and intelligent, but few in number. To compensate they have a large number of slaves bound to their will through genetic encoding and conditioning. Decadence actions cost less happiness.

Starting Location: Anywhere underwater.

1: Organize a scouting party of thralls under a pair of Aboleth controllers to search the shallow seas to the south.

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I put my rolls in the wrong field

>>51856

lol I messed it up again

This game is going to be on hold for a little bit. The computer I had the maps on for this game broke, and this game is too reliant on the maps for me to update without them.

>>52200

Deciding to follow the Munchlax and Chikorita, the crafty Meowth sets out on his own, deciding to fulfill his natural role in hunting vermin. He scowls as he sees the other pick up the silver coins, but he will find more soon enough. He instead lurks in the shadows, searching for his future enemies. Eventually, he sees the unmistakable curl of a Rattata’s tail from behind a corner! He pounces on it and drives his long claws into the vermin’s head, ending its life. Unfortunately, he did not anticpate that the Rattata would have friends. Now, our Meowth must fend off two of these rabid rodents!

Fighting: Two Rattata

HP: 6/6 each

Stats:

>Attack: 2

>Defense: 1

Moves:

-Scratch (Does 2 base damage) 15/15 PP

-Tail Whip (Lowers enemy defense roll by 4) 6/6 PP

>>52191

>>52189

>>52188

Our three unlikely companions venture into the quarry, where they will always be a stone’s throw from danger! They are initially wary, but seeing the empty quarry leads them to believe that perhaps the ferals had left this area. With minds on business, they decide to search for valuable loot. Charmander and Totodile search among the rocks, hoping to find some sort of shiny object. Suddenly, Totodile is able to find a brilliant gemstone embedded in the rock! Unfortunately, it is firmly lodged in the rock. Charmander comes to help Totodile. They heave together and the gemstone starts dislodging. One more pull and it comes loose! They fall on the ground together, slightly scratched but in possession of a great prize.

+1 Sapphire

It goes without saying, however, that success precedes trouble. Both Charmander and Totodile’s eyes widened as they saw the hole left by the stone turn into a frown, with two eyes opening above it. All around them they saw boulders sprout arms and reveal glaring eyes. Nine of them surrounded our poor adventurers, and all they could do now is fight!

Having split off from the main group early, Cubone is occupied searching the quarry for loot. He is pleased to discover that he had found a small gold nugget. Just then, he hears Totodile’s screams. He looks and sees them surrounded by Geodudes. He thinks to himself “this can be a great opportunity. With them out of my way, I won’t have as much competition for the loot.” He then realizes that if the Geodudes killed his fellow adventurers, he would be next.

+ 1 gold nugget

Wide eyed and more than a bit afraid, the Geodudes begin to enclose our adventurers. Totodile and Charmander are preparing to fight for their lives. All Pokémon are shocked to see one of the Geodude crack open, and behind it, Cubone! “Good grief, you idiots can’t keep yourselves out of trouble for one second.” Both CharPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

Rolled 77, 93, 83 = 253 (3d100)

Pokemon:Totodile

Nature:Jolly

Backstory:Totodile isn't adventuring for the gold or treasure surprisingly enough, he wants to do it to make new friends and have wonderful adventures while making fond memories, if he happens to save the world somewhere along the way so be it.

HP: 10/10

Hunger: 20/20

Stats:

Attack: 5

Defense: 3

Moves:

-Scratch (Does 2 base damage) 15/15 PP

-Leer (-4 ro enemy defense roll) 6/6 PP

-Water Gun (Does 3 base damage) 10/10 PP

Items:sapphire

Special Traits:

Goonies: You are a generally amiable fellow, and you forge strong bonds with your teammates, +10 to team based rolls

Naive: You aren’t really prepared for the real world. -10 on knowledge based rolls and you may falter when faced with horrifying events.

Coins:

Partner:

Team:

1. Quick charmafer use growl to lower the geodudes attack if we team up and use our moves together we stand a better chance of winning, you can do this charmander! +10 to team based rolls

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Rolled 56, 52, 25 = 133 (3d100)

>>52201

Pokemon: Chikorita

Nature: Calm

Backstory: Chikorita wants a peaceful world. Recently all sorts of bother has come from below into her forest. The other pokemon know that the dungeon is the place that spits forth these malicious beings. The others were too scared to go down and find a way to stop them, but not Chikorita. A cool head, protected from fear or anger meant Chikorita had no problem going into the dungeon and facing what was there if it meant a restoration to peace and quiet. She would clean things up for good.

HP: 10/10

Hunger: 19/20

Stats:

>Attack: 3

>Defense: 4

Moves:

-Tackle (Does 2 base damage) 20/20 PP

-Growl (-4 for enemy attack roll) 6/6 PP

-Razor Leaf (Does 3 base damage) 10/10 PP

Items: 2 Apples (Fills 5 Hunger)

+1 Escape Crystal

1 Silver Coin

Special Traits:

>Mah Swamp: You’re fighting to protect your home and bring order to the world. You won’t be shaken by what debilitates weaker minds. +10 to morale based rolls

>Mary Sue: You made your character literally perfect. Therefore, your character will have to go through some shit.

Coins:

Partner: Munchlax

Team:

1/2/3 Keep Scavenging, Look for Key to the Locked Pantry Box. Munchlax would be getting hungry, soon he would need to feed. And who knows, they might have left some other things in there if they bothered locking it.

Rolled 99, 31, 84 = 214 (3d100)

>>52201

Pokemon: Munchlax

Nature: Relaxed

Backstory: Munchlax spent his younger days lazing around, doing nothing of particular interest. He would snack on apples until sundown, then sleep until midday and do it all over again. However, one day he happened across an old Probopass that was being hassled by some ruffians for the package he was carrying. On a whim, Munchlax decided to try and defuse the situation. His demeanor proved so relaxing that after a while the ruffians decided that further pressing would be too much work. Grateful for Munchlax's help, the Probopass shared a sample of his goods. A golden apple. It was tastier than anything Munchlax had ever eaten before. When asked where he got it, the Probopass explained that they were growing deep in a dungeon. He also said that there were even more delicious things hidden out there in the dungeons of the world, such as a legendary fruit that grew out of the clouds in the sky. With his mind and stomach tempted, Munchlax made the decision to begin delving dungeons for as of yet unknown delicacies.

HP: 15/15

Hunger: 25/23

Stats:

>Attack: 3

>Defense 3

Moves:

-Tackle (Does 2 base damage) 20/20 PP

-Odor Sleuth (Allows Pokémon to circumvent an opponent’s evasiveness and makes enemy Pokémon vulnerable to normal and fighting type moves) 5/5 PP

>Defense Curl: (Every time you use this move you get +4 for Defense roll) 6/6 PP

Items:

2 Apples

1 Escape Crystal

1 Silver Coin

Special Traits:

>Calming presence: Your teammates feel a natural sense of tranquility around you, like everything’s going to be all right. +10 to resolve rolls for you and your teammates.

Rolled 95 + 5 (1d100)

Hail Mary time, called shot to the fleeing ship's engines

Rolled 4 + 5 (1d10)

>>52037

Rolling damage

Rolled 40, 56, 73, 26 + 5 = 200 (4d100)

Targetting the engines with all my weapons.

1d100+5 for each weapon, I have 4 weapons.

Rolled 72, 95, 18, 68, 87, 60 = 400 (6d100)

Yall see that coward? Fuck Em. Fire all missiles(+10 all rolls)

>>52040

If you'd stop sniffing your own farts for 2 seconds you'd see oneman muted us to stop the argument, but that is a mighty fine order for you

Rolled 97, 68, 67 = 232 (3d100)

>>51628

>Name: John of Cappadocia

>Fluff: Firstborn son of the late King of Cappadocia, Maurice II. Robbed of his birthright by his younger brother Sarkis, he launched an ultimately failed rebellion, and afterwards, he was sent to the backwaters of the Empire as a military slave. Distinguishing himself through exceptional leadership and physical prowess, he climbed the ranks to become a general, yet was met with misfortune when he was caught trying to raise an army to take back his throne. Demoted and sent to the fortress, John has been disgraced, but certainly not defeated. He aims to begin climbing the ranks again after proving himself in the siege.

>Location: Front

>Health: 11/11

>Class: Centurion – A commander, leads men from the front.

>Gear:

>+ [Scutum] - 5 to attack rolls against you

>+ [Gladius] + 5 to melee attacks

>+ [Hit me!] - - 17 to attacks against you, negates projectile blows.

>+ [Vitis] + 10 to soldiers rolls near you, provided you use it to beat them

>Inventory:

>+ [Ring of Cappadocia] - Your father's last gift to you, on his deathbed when he granted you his kingdom, before your brother stole it from you and doomed your lands to war. The ring is an ancient artifact, and in times of great peril will protect its wearer. When below half health defensive bonuses are doubled, and the ring will save you from death one time in return for its destruction.

Rolled 61 (1d100)

Health: 10/10

Gear: Acolyte – Battle Wizards of the Army, as this is a new regiment it does not possess the truly mighty wizards of the older legions, but their skill in battle is nothing to doubt.

+ [Acolyte’s Cloak] – Provides no physical protection but is enchanted to enhance spell casting. + 15 to casting rolls.

+ [Pugio] – A dagger, + 2 to melee rolls

+ [Spells] - [Blessing of Vulcan] - The craft God shines upon you and all that you touch, engines of war work better and mundane instruments as well. 2 turn cooldown.

[Hammer of Vulcan] - The wrath of the God of Crafts strikes down upon the enemy. 3 Turn cooldown.

[Cast Alight]

Inventory:

+ [Empire Machine manual] - A book (how futuristic) containing all the known knowledge of Imperial machines, allows you to repair and build any of them, given the time and resources.

Bonus: [Learned Man] - Octavius has attended the finest schools of war that Empire has to offer, and has been in a few sieges as well, behind the front lines of course. Still, he knows his way around a war machine. + 10 to all repair/building rolls.

+ 30 Scorpion Bolts

+ [Drow Crossbow Bolt]

+ [Black Blood Stained Rock] - + 15 Damage to foes without armor.

+ [Druchii Spellbook] - Light and Dark magic

+ [Amulet of Power] - Reduces cooldown time for advanced spells by 1 turn

+ Crossbow Magazine Plans

+ Ballista Magazine Post too long. Click here to view the full text.

Rolled 87, 63, 87 = 237 (3d100)

>>51931

>>51629

1. Work with Alerius. Where there are drakes, there are probably Wyrms. Pray to Vulcan, god of weaponsmiths, for insights how to kill the beasts, and to Minerva, for wisdom on how to aquire the scales.

2.Devise and plan on what we will need to hunt drakes and wyrms and gather any supplies we need. Knowing is the first step.

3. We might need my hand-cranked crossbow soon! Keep tinkering on the idea of it on the side.

+ Hand-cranked Crossbow 9/15

Rolled 14, 74, 65 = 153 (3d100)

>>51627

Name: Otacilius Zeno

Fluff: Otacilius was orphaned as a child and raised by a mysterious man that called himself "Maximus Zeno" to be the mans protegee. Maximus later was revealed to be a Frumentarii, he raised the boy to be a well-oiled killing machine highly trained in infiltration tactics and molding him into the man he is today, a master at blending in with his environment and skilled in skulking and sneaking around he's truly a force to be reckoned with in the right environment and has clearly taken his old masters teachings to heart utilizing them to their fullest

Class:Auxiliary

Location: Front

Health: 4/8

Gear:

[Shiny Pugio] + 8 to melee rolls

[Cloak] - 5 To attacks against you

[Bow] - Allows ranged attacks, + 5 to ranged attacks

[Shard of Death] - Provides a + 5 damage modifier to monstrous enemies, but takes a sliver of your life each time you use it (1 health per use).

x0 [Arrows] - Ammunition for your bow

x11[Poison Arrows]

x5 (Uses of) [Caltrops] - 10 to pursuit rolls against you when used (that immediate turn)

Inventory:

+ [Obsidian Stone] - The last gift of your master, allows you to temporarily become unseen. However, the turn immediately following your decloaking you are reduced to 1 point of health for that turn.

Bonus: [A blade in thePost too long. Click here to view the full text.

>>51861

It's a game dude. Don't reee out about geological improbabilities

>>51861

> Lakes dont drain into multiple rivers.

Not true at all. lakes have multiple outlets depending on their size. The rivers formed from their ourpour are usually small though with one two or at most three primary outlets and many many smaller outlets more stream like than river like.

>Trees dont grow on both sides of mountains

Again objectively wrong. Trees can grow anywhere on a mountain though they tend to be far less abundant on the leeward side of the mountain and the base can become so arid that depending on the size of the mountain can become a small desert usually surrounded by forest particularly as you climb the leeward side of the mountain.

> It's very close to the coast, so that coast must be extremely high to prevent it from going to the ocean. It must be massively high to prevent it from going to the forest in Peakbeck and join the other oceans.

I assume you mean rivers and once again you are extremely wrong. a river follows the easiest route flowing down and sometimes noteven the easiest just the one that happened to form (could be just because the soil was slightly looser and carried away easier forming an otherwise illogical route. And rivers don't sense oh hey ocean lets go east/west they follow the trail formed. there are a thousand cases of rivers being less than a mile from an ocean and running parallel to it because thats just how it formed. It doesnt need a massive incline and height difference less than a foot in height difference can keep it from going there.

>There must be massive rapids and canyon-like terrain in these hills for a river to be flowing through them and to loop up and through the middle is very, very odd

Nope just has to remain relatively flat where the river runs, like a gap between hills…..which guess what exist all over in hilly areas.

> It is extremely rare for a settlement to be on the coast at mouth of rivers

Jesus it isn't physicPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

>>51861

>>51892

You both are stupid, you didn't even point out the most obvious fault in the map. That Red Snow or Dirt or whatever just randomly not covered in snow.