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Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: ok then


Posted the update.

Jozan, you'll just have to make your post a bit longer.

Though I really admire all your courage, guys, I'm going to have to remind you that you don't have your full equipment. So remember that you don't have full AC either.

Writing this update was fun. This is becoming an interesting group.

Posted on 2011-08-29 at 17:55:26.

Topic: The Monster Hunters Collective
Subject: Round 1... or 0.5 really.


“Attack!!” Geron yelled, and drew his dagger. He took a fast step towards the beast but immediately grunted in pain and grabbed his back. Trying to bite back the pain he took a flittering breath to regain his focus, and saw how the others faired against the creature.

But before any of them could make a move, the monstrous mammal opened its jaw wider than it should’ve been able too, and let out a loud screech. It ducked lower to the ground and took a half-step back in a defensive stance. The skin on its head rippled as if the muscles underneath had a life of their own, and the creature’s eyes seemed to sink in its sockets. It stared at them, as if the rippling display would trigger some kind of effect that didn’t happen.

Then Jethro was on top of it with his trident. The young fighter stabbed at it, but the creature was fast in darting aside and his aim missed precision.

Glitch had taken that moment to peer at the monster through his goggles. He was searching for traces of magic, but found none. The creature was fascinating though, in its build as well as in its behaviour. So far, it hadn’t attacked, and now seemed rather confused. Interesting…

Ryan saw Jethro rush into battle, and couldn’t stay behind. This was what he had wanted all along, wasn’t it?
He sprung forward, thrusting his dagger high, as an attempted feint, but realized quickly that this monster lacked intelligence, experience or both and didn’t understand the movement. Therefore he thrust his rapier at the creature’s chest, and found it piercing skin and flesh. The monster yelped in pain and drew further back.
(A real feint in D&D costs a standard action, so if you really want to attempt a feint tactically, you’ll need the improved feint feat for it to be of any help to a low level character).

Alyannah had overcome her initial shock as well, and was now building momentum with her sling. The weapon felt comfortably familiar in her grasp, making it easier to target the abomination to nature. With a soft whir, she projected the stone. It whooshed through the air and struck the creature right between the eyes. It gave a slight twitch with its head, made a high pitched yap, and fell dead to the forest floor.

The group approached the monster cautiously. It was a strange sight to behold, the creature with its ferocious appearance lying suddenly still and lifeless on the moss, mouth opened and tongue hanging out. Silence settled around them again, their breathing heavy and adrenaline still pumping. The monster was slain, but with far less effort than they could have imagined. Something seemed wrong.

Then Geron spoke. He had paced softly towards the creature and now stood gazing down on it.
“That’s not the monster that attacked me.” He groaned again as he shifted his body. “It looks the same, but it’s too small.”

Of all of them, Alyannah made the connection first. She had been roaming the woods and observing animals with Helena for too long not to see the signs now. With the creature unmoving, she could make a connection with what she had learned about regular mammals. This monster was just a pup. Not all its features were fully developed. Claws hadn’t completely hardened, it was obviously teething, and its hide was too fluffy to have been exposed to the exterior of the woods for too long.

But if this was just the juvenile version…

(OOC: Sorry for those who didn’t get any action. The monster was killed before your initiative. But the question is: what to do now. There is obviously something out there still, though you don’t see any trace of it yet.)

Posted on 2011-08-29 at 17:52:29.
Edited on 2011-08-29 at 17:58:26 by Almerin

Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: posting... right (s)


It is done.

Posting rights I mean, not the game.

Inventors are awesome, are they not?

Posted on 2011-08-28 at 08:57:33.

Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: Decisions


I haven't heard from Vil since last weekend, so I'm assuming he is too busy with RL, which happens. I've given his spot to YeOlde, who will play Ryan the Fighter.

Welcome to the game!

I'm going to officially push updating forward to Monday. That should allow you all some time to get a post in, right?

That being said, I'm going to have to ask you all to really try to get something in before Saturdays, since that is my best option at writing sufficient updates. Plus, that also gives me the opportunity to push it forward a day if for some reason people can't make the deadline. But I'm going to try to keep Saturday as Update-day.

And while we're at it: HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Jozan! Have a good one, ok!

Posted on 2011-08-27 at 17:03:11.
Edited on 2011-08-27 at 17:03:51 by Almerin

Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: updates


I'll be updating the game tomorrow or monday, most likely tomorrow. That will give Jozan and Ad some time to get a post in.

Good posts so far, people.

Posted on 2011-08-27 at 09:42:48.

Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: hmm


Leave him out for now. Vil has sent me a character last weekend, but I sent it back because he had not read the first post of recruitment properly. I haven't heard from him since then, but I expect a note in the weekend.

Posted on 2011-08-26 at 15:26:57.

Topic: Weird War II Q n A
Subject: Hmmm


I don't think I gave you a list yet. I'm sure the captain only needs to stock up on bullets and grenades, so if there are any left, he'll refill. Otherwise, he is good with the list he has. He's not the kind of guy who grabs 6 different guns under each of his armpits.

Posted on 2011-08-26 at 15:24:34.

Topic: A Borderland by the Keep
Subject: bump


If I had time I would join, but you've heard that one before.

This concept sounds really cool though. So this is another call for people to join this game!!

Join this game! It is made of slices of awesome concept on a base of whole-wheat storytelling skills!

Posted on 2011-08-21 at 11:03:53.

Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: ah


No, no bullets there. Rocks would do.

And, to lessen the confusion even more: there is nothing to the creature that would make you think it was in any way related to a goat. It just has about that size. I was looking for a good comparison, and that one kinda works.

Posted on 2011-08-20 at 17:57:09.
Edited on 2011-08-20 at 17:58:45 by Almerin

Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: early update


Updated the game already. Haven't heard from Vilyamar in a few days, but I'm going to give him a few more. Hopefully he'll get a character in, and we're going to assume that he has been with us from the start. Shouldn't be too difficult, since the start was only recently.

Updates: I would like to see posts in before next Saturday. Feel free to include anything you did in the time between you guys being picked and the journey into the forest.

Any questions: feel free to ask.

PS: I noted the creature was goat size... not that it IS a goat.

Posted on 2011-08-20 at 15:16:16.

Topic: The Monster Hunters Collective
Subject: The bloody stranger chooses.


The inn was growing more and more crowded. It was strange then, that the line in front of Geron’s desk was not growing proportionally. People joined in, but apparently most of the townsfolk just came to the Golden Barley Inn as spectators. Curiosity was obviously greater than their bravery. Which was perhaps nothing to be ashamed of, since most of them had businesses, or worked for one, and had no desire to face a monster that could well kill thém as it had killed the flow of customers.

Geron sat behind his desk like a merchant, observing his ware and weighing its value. Occasionally he would grunt as he repositioned himself in the chair, but he would not accept any aid if offered. He took the pain from his back wound and turned it into determination, it seemed.
He was an older man, in his fifties, with millimetred white hair and blue eyes under wrinkled brows. He wore a loose white shirt that morning, and on the back of his chair hung a heavy belt with several pouches and a scabbard for a longsword, empty. In front of him he had a piece of paper, a mug of ale, and a bottle of ink. With a pen formed of a goose feather he wrote down information on applicants who triggered his interest. He hadn’t written much yet.

Then Traubon stepped up. Geron had just explained to old lady Yeraldine that she did not meet the requirements of a good hunter, to which she replied a detailed description of her capabilities with her walking stick, and most precisely where she would poke it if she were refused a spot in the hunting party. The old adventurer had scribbled down some words with his pen and grinned wryly at her. He looked up and his face eased into an interested smile.

Mah' name is Traubon Strakelheim, I am here to help rid' ye' of this wolf. Will ye' have me?

Geron looked at the Khord, then replied, in quite perfectly pronounced Khordaldrum:
“You look like you can take a blow, master Strakelheim. I’ll put down your name. I can offer you 10 gold pieces for the effort, but no financial consolation to your family should you die. Is that agreeable?”

The next person in line was a local farmboy named Rouley. He was a strong lad, but obviously inexperienced as a fighter. Geron put down his name though, and the boy’s face lit up. He thanked the old man and bowed to him before leaving the inn.

Then came Ta’nil. The Sylvari was eager to be a part of this hunters team, and spoke quickly:

I am Ta'nil, scout and messenger of Lastina'morel'tana and I was wondered if I could be of assistance.

He was looked over a moment, with Geron’s gaze lingering on the dagger.
“That’s a nice blade you have there, Ta’nil. But I wouldn’t leave it exposed in a full inn. Accidents happen fast. I could use a scout’s eye and ear though. I’ll put down your name. I can offer you 10 gold pieces for the effort, but no financial consolation to your family should you die. Is that agreeable?”
He nodded with a smile, and called out to the next person in line.

Behind Ta’nil stood a young woman. She walked up to the desk and curtseyed.
“Master Geron, Lilian Drebblefoot at your service. My father may not approve of this hunt of yours, but that doesn’t mean that I should turn my back on the dangers of the woods. I’m can stand my ground with a rapier, and am as brave as any Drebblefoot. So, what do…”

She was cut off by a hand as thick as her upper arm, which gripped her shoulder and spun her around. A broad man stood next to the line, dressed in partial platemail. He had the expression of a gorilla and the facial hair to match that comparison. The local people knew him as The Brute, which was more a nickname towards his looks than towards his character. He was generally a nice man, who you just didn’t want to mess with. He was also the Mayor’s hand of justice, his fetching dog and Stone’s Hollow most honoured guard.
“Your father wants you to have no deal in this. You are meant for politics, he says. Now come with me.”
Lilian sighed, rolled her eyes and yanked herself loose.
“No, Stone’s Hollow needs to be protected. I’ll stay.”
The guard gripped her arm in one hand and started hauling her out of the inn.
“I’m sorry, Lilian. Your father was quite clear. Excuse me, folks.”
Her protests could be heard long after they both exited the establishment. When attention returned to Geron, the man was grinning from ear to ear.

“Next!” he called, after taking a sip from his ale, and a small wad of hair approached his desk. Geron leaned forward to peer beyond the desk, gave a low grunt of pain, and saw that what he had thought was a boy, appeared to be a Brathunspar with a pair of strange goggles on.
Geron and the Brath exchanged a few words. Rather, Geron spoke a few and got a stream of information in return. He nodded, listened, nodded some more, listened, held up his hand for the other to stop speaking, continued listening, nodded and then dipped his goose feather in ink.
“Yes.” he noted, “Yes, Mr Zwischenfall, I’m sure we could use one of those. I’ve added your name to the list. I can offer you 10 gold pieces for the effort, but no financial consolation to your family should you die. Is that agreeable?”

Now it was Alyannah’s turn, but she was being distracted by the boy Carson and his friend Jared.
“Name please, ma’am.” Geron pressed.

Alyannah Appleblossom. Helena, Hollow’s herbalist, has sent me to you.

Geron rememberd the old woman. She had been very kind to him, and he had felt the depths of knowledge in the woman’s eyes. He saw none of it in this Cidal’s, and none in her dog for that matter. As he started to turn Aly down, though, the boys behind her began making fun of her. The sweetness that surrounded her suddenly gave way for a spirit that lashed out with Geron’s mug. It struck one of the boys square in the face, and under pressure from the crowd’s angry glares, they thought the better of it. Aly turned.

So, sir, what do you say? Think you might have a spot for Aidan and me?

Geron sat his pen to paper. “I suppose I do. Just don’t start throwing any mugs at me, ok? Now, I can offer you 10 gold pieces for the effort, but no financial consolation to your family should you die. Is that agreeable?”

One of the last in line was Jethro. The youthful fighter presented himself swift and strongly.

Jethro. I joined the first hunt few nights back and it’s a duty to Stone’s to kill this beast, so I will do it.

“Duty or not, this will be very dangerous, Jethro. An opportunity to show Stone’s Hollow what you are worth, but also an opportunity to die. Don’t be careless out there, alright?”
He was judging the young man by his age. That much was clear. Still, his tone had not been condescending, but rather fatherlike.
“I can offer you 10 gold pieces for the effort, but no financial consolation to your family should you die. Is that agreeable?”



Later that day, the list of people Geron had chosen to form his hunting party was up on the town’s square. Eight names were listed: Rouley Millson, Traubon, Ta’nil, Masure, Alyannah, Jethro, Pascalle Weatherworn and (…. Vil’s guy). None of the local guards had applied, and neither had the more sturdy men such as the blacksmith and the lumberjack. This was a group of commoners who were going to stand up for their village. No matter the reason, it was an admirable gesture, and for the rest of the day, they were all quite popular amongst the good people of Stone’s Hollow.

A day later, they joined each other, to Geron’s instructions, at the end of town where the forest road lead westwards. The road was still cold from the night, and low mist oozed onto its sandy surface from the surrounding meadows. Up ahead, the forest loomed darkly. The first birds sang their lonely tunes in the distance. The old adventurer himself showed them the way.

While the world woke up, the group trotted over the road, towards the trees. The sun came up, warming not only their faces, but spreading a welcome glow over the forest as well. It transformed as they walked under the overhanging branches. No longer was it an eerie place with twisted limbs and creaking wood. Butterflies flew now, bugs buzzed and long rays of sunlight reflected on toadstools to make them glisten as if they were golden. Here and there was the sound of wildlife scurrying away as they approached.

After a good twenty minutes, Geron halted and pointed at the road. The sand was upturned there, marking the spot of his struggle with the beast. Pawprints resembling a wolf’s but bigger, lined the road. They weren’t fresh, but with a little effort the group was able to see how they went into the forest again. There they were no longer traceable though.
“This was where I was attacked. I suggest you keep your weapons at a ready. I lost my longsword in the fight, so keep an eye out for it, please.”
He observed as they readied their gear, but bit his lip as he noted Aly and her quarterstaff. He shook his head and approached her.

“I don’t need you to get close to that creature, little miss. The old herbalist would never forgive me. Here, give this a try.”

From his jacket he produced a leather strap and gave it to the Cidal. It was a sling, finely crafted, looking strong and delicate at the same time.

“We will be starting our search here. Keep together, please, and try to make as little noise as possible.”

They entered the uneven forest ground. Moss comforted their feet, and if they looked out for twigs and fallen branches, keeping relatively quiet was easy. Searching a forest for a monster that you’ve only heard about was not.

An hour passed, and they had found no sign of the creature. They had seen two deer, which had been a pleasant surprise, but nothing out of the ordinary.

It was late afternoon when their effort was finally rewarded. A rabbit suddenly came running from a cluster of bushes and ran in wild terror between the party’s legs. But more sweeping of branches and crackle of leaves could be heard from the direction the rabbit had come from. The group halted, and then the bushes burst open and a creature the size of a goat jumped in their midst. It seemed equally surprised to see more than just the rabbit and backed off a bit to let out a low growl.

There was no doubt that this thing was beyond natural. It looked most like a wolf, but with the spots and long tail of a wild cat and the mane of a lion. Eyeing the party, the monster bared its teeth. But the skin around its mouth seemed too loose; it pulled back too far, showing pink gums and exposing even a part of the chin. Yellow eyes fiercely darted from one party member to another.
Geron was the first to recover from the surprise, and yelled: “Attack!”

(OOC: combat works like this: you state your intentions, and I roll for initiative, hit and damage. Please include your characters moves for two rounds. My next update will cover either one or two rounds of battle, depending on what happens. )

Posted on 2011-08-20 at 15:11:50.
Edited on 2011-08-20 at 15:12:10 by Almerin

Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: answers


Loki, no problem. This is supposed to be a once (maybe twice) post per week kind of game. I would like your posts in by Saturday, so I can do my best to write another update in the weekend. That will give you a few days at least.

Admiral, short indeed, but it still sets the tone and shows what kind of guy Glitch is.

Ayrn, no problem on the Inn keeper. I would ask of you to not take any more such liberties with Geron though. He's more insightful than one would think at first glance, and he probably wouldn't just reject Aly on appearance only.
Still, this worked very well as a character introduction, so I wouldn't change a thing right now.

Posted on 2011-08-17 at 06:10:38.

Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: Stone's Hollow


Stone's Hollow has between 300 / 400 inhabitants. Not so few that you are able to know them all, not so much that you will lose yourself easily in its streets. And, these inhabitants also include kids and elderly folk, so all in all Stone's Hollow is a thriving town with an air of familiarity.

I tried to make it clear in my opening post that Stone's Hollow has a great community. This is a fun town, a happy place, but at the same time a good haven for tradesmen and other travelers. Not a utopia, but one of the better spots to start a family on Antaron.

Posted on 2011-08-16 at 20:56:24.

Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: indeed


Not many Syls, not many Khords, so the ones that do live in the village are 'known'. I was going to introduce a brathunspar NPC that you would all mistake for a child, but since you are playing one that didn't go up anymore.

So there are no Cidals or Braths other than the players.

Posted on 2011-08-16 at 16:21:25.

Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: Okay


I added the Character Sheets to the first page of the Q/A. I would like to take this opportunity to tell you all that these sheets are for your own convenience as well as my own. Reading other people's sheets cannot be prevented, but I would ask you to keep it to a minimum. If you want to get to know another character, I suggest you roleplay your way into it.

Also: for the moment there is a little addition to your sheet. I've marked your equipment with a small list named Current Inventory. That is ALL your character has at the moment. The equipment list that you submitted will be available later in the game.

Happy gaming to you all!

PS: I hadn't noticed it before, Admiral, but using a wrench as a weapon is genius.

Posted on 2011-08-15 at 09:14:53.

Topic: The Monster Hunters Collective
Subject: The Monster Hunters Collective


Perhaps Stone’s Hollow was best known for its fine wines. It is said that the grapes are so rich in taste because Maelamin is so close.
“Sylvari ground water!” they say, though it is just as likely that the vines use the Thrace River as their well, which finds it source in the Kharolis Mountains.
As everything in Coria, it must be the blend of Sylvari and Khordaldrum influences mixed with the hard labour of men that eventually forms the superb aromas, unequalled in all of Antaron.

But Stone’s Hollow WAS best known for its fine wines. Recently, a quite different export product has overstepped the fame of its red and white alcoholic refreshments. It’s a group of heroes, known as:

The Monster Hunters Collective!


This is a recollection of how they came to be.


Stone’s Hollow, Coria

Things were turning quiet after a beautiful day. The work on the fields was done, and the labourers were returning home. The blacksmith was closing the double doors to his workshop, giving a last nod to his neighbour, the wood sculptor, who was doing the same. At the town square, the elderly woke up from the benches surrounding the fountain, where they had dosed off after chatting for hours. Nightlife would soon begin, and it held no place for wrinkled faces. The young would be taking over the square, with their giggling, boasting and love making. The local wines and beers would be flowing richly, the establishments near the square happily supplying whatever was requested.

Life for the town’s folk went on peacefully. There wasn’t much to worry about. The soil was generous and supplied a good harvest. Trade was going well, and though there were poor folk as in any part of the world, there was a strong community to support them. Stone’s Hollow was a place without worries, it seemed.

Then people found a severed arm near the fountain, and everything changed.

Nobody knew where the arm came from; none of the locals seemed to be missing. Even all the customers of the inns were still in their establishments. Nothing appeared to be wrong, but for that bloody limb that had apparently come out of nowhere.

Still, fear had been planted. The next few days life slowly regained itself, but it was not as frivolous as it had been. People were cautious, and over a few days more, it became clear that not as many visitors graced Stone’s Hollow as usual.

And the fear grew.

One evening the village was startled when a man came running from the forest path. He was white with fear and he collapsed in the arms of the men who found him. When he came to, many of the town’s folk had gathered, and they all heard his feverish tale of an unnaturally large wolf made of shadows, which had stalked him on his way to the town.

The next day, the mayor called for a search of the woods. A wolf was found and killed, but it was an ordinary animal. The people hoped that the time of trouble had passed. Time would prove otherwise.

Over a week, fewer travellers arrived. Caravans and single wagons still made it to Stone’s Hollow, but lone merchants and pedlars were no longer seen. Trade still fared, but not as well as it used to. But where travellers grew thin, stories and wild speculations flourished, increased by a few sightings of the beast that stalked the forest road.

Stone’s Hollow had just a few guards, but they were posted at the entries to the village at night.

Then a stranger arrived, covered in blood. He was an older man, dressed in the gear of a mercenary or adventurer. He barely made it into town, and with the help of a guard stumbled into the Golden Barley Inn. On his back was a series of long gashes that still oozed crimson; the mark of a claw. The man told them his name was Geron Twoblades, and he had come from the city of Coria, when he was attacked by a wolflike creature. He had defended himself with his sword and dagger, and had pushed the creature back enough to make a run for it. He had not caught much of the thing that attacked him, since the darkness covered it too much.
The local doctor was called, and Geron’s wounds had been treated as best as they could.

The following day, there was another gathering at the town’s square. This time it was not a severed arm that caused commotion, but a paper sign:

Wanted: Brave men and women to form a Hunting Party.

Applicants speak to Geron Twoblades in the Golden Barley Inn.


The rumour mill was running like never before. Some whispered Geron was offering a hundred gold pieces to anybody who’d join him. Others said the mayor objected to this initiative. It was even said that this was just a ruse, and Geron was a servant of the wolf and would lead the to their deaths.

There was only one way to find out if any of these rumours held any truth.

(OOC: This game has been opened. Feel free to start posting whenever you have time. You'll find Geron in the common room of the inn. A small line has already been formed in front of his desk.)

Posted on 2011-08-15 at 08:31:49.
Edited on 2011-08-15 at 11:43:00 by Almerin

Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: hehe.


Coolness.

Edit:
Intro post is up. Not too long, but I think it sets the mood and the pace.

Have fun!

Posted on 2011-08-15 at 07:48:01.
Edited on 2011-08-15 at 08:35:18 by Almerin

Topic: The Monster Hunters Collective - A 3.5 Audalis game looking for one more player
Subject: More reserves


Dragonblood and Jing, I'd be happy to add you both to the reserve list.

Posted on 2011-08-15 at 07:45:58.

Topic: Weird War II
Subject: Gargoyles... nasty


The interior of the castle was as gloomy as the outside. The big difference though, were the two dead bodies on the floor. They were horribly mutilated.
Luke had seen his share of dismembered soldiers during his time in the war so far, but these wounds didn’t look like they were caused by a grenade or landmine. It looked like some terrible beast had killed these men and vultured their remains.
For a second their old scheme whipped through his head as he thought how their uniforms were bloody and ruined, useless to his own cause. He dismissed the thought immediately. Uniforms no longer seemed necessary. In the chaos that was now roaming the castle, no sane man would care for alliances.

Then the gargoyles came alive, and Luke realised that he would no longer be surprised if Bela Lugosi himself came rushing through the door, seeking their blood.
The sight of these stone creatures taking to the air, ready to kill, was too overwhelming. He could deal with German soldiers, since he knew how strong normal men were and what their general tactics would be. With these monsters there was no telling how hard it would be to kill them.

He looked around and spotted the door through which they had come in.

“Everybody back to the courtyard! The door will function like a funnel!”

(OOC: we don’t need to fight these things all at the same time. I’m sure they’re a lot easier to kill one by one.)

Posted on 2011-08-14 at 11:15:26.

Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: nah


I'm sure you'll do fine.

Character background is important because it gives you a sense of where your character is at the moment. Even if it is very brief, you'll have something to build onto once the game starts.
In this particular game, character background adds a bit of interaction possibilities, since your characters most likely know each other. Stone's Hollow isn't a very large village.

Posted on 2011-08-13 at 18:28:47.

Topic: The Monster Hunters Collective - A 3.5 Audalis game looking for one more player
Subject: Sylvari


Elves are Sylvari in Audalis. For more info on races, check this link: races in Audalis.

There is not a lot, but they're otherwise your typical elves.

Posted on 2011-08-12 at 17:13:48.

Topic: The Monster Hunters Collective - A 3.5 Audalis game looking for one more player
Subject: really?


Too bad, man. I would've liked to see you in this game. Shall I put you on the reserve list? Real life takes casualties on every game once in a while.

Posted on 2011-08-12 at 11:20:22.

Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: equipment


Well, I would say no, actually.

The reason is this: the first adventure will be short. More a single encounter after which you'll all have your equipment and had an experience to bond as a group.

And of course they don't have to be completely non-experienced. I'm sure you can all come up with reasons why your character lives in Stone's Hollow, rather than being an adventurer or enlisted in the army. Your fighter could be a construction worker, f.i, with his relation to stone.

Posted on 2011-08-12 at 11:14:19.

Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: Aaargh... the pressure!


I hope I can live up to your expectations, Jozan.

In the mean time, I'd like to remind you all that you'll start the adventure as commoners. Be prepared to start with just a little equipment. And yes... little equipment means that your character might be more vulnerable. Keep that in mind.

Posted on 2011-08-12 at 10:20:08.

Topic: Monster Hunters Collective - Q/A
Subject: Maps


Maps

The map of Coria:
Map of Coria.

The map of Antaron:
Map of Antaron.

Map of Sedostra:


Sedostra Church Basement:


Posted on 2011-08-11 at 19:36:47.
Edited on 2012-02-13 at 20:05:15 by Almerin

 


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