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Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: Hail to the players

I'm at the airport awaiting my flight home from Christmas holidays and finally checked in.. As I left in the comings and goings, Iwasn't going to be here for the past week... So that is the reason for my absence.

Anyways, posting a post now that will explain all you pm'ed me Elendil I think..

Posted on 2008-12-27 at 13:24:40.

Topic: I'll be home for Christmas... so I won't be here
Subject: I'll be home for Christmas... so I won't be here

I'm heading home for the holidays tomorrow, which means I'll likely not be online for the following week. I'm back on the 27th.. Happy holidays everyone.

Posted on 2008-12-21 at 20:10:30.

Topic: Gestalt Game Tabletop
Subject: Ghestalt

ok.. Taking the best from two classes...You're looking for a munchkin character that's going to be able to hold their own should the dung hit the gnomish air dispersal units rotary blade as it were.

That stated, and being evil to boot. You'll want a character that can deal massive amounts of damage while being able to look out for one's primary interest... Themselves. a Monk's awesome saves, decent Hit points, and incredible versatilty is a must, and by seventh level your wholeness of body kicks in I believe... cha-ching. Throw in your other 7 levels in a class that takes advantage of similar or other light/ unarmored increases to your AC, such as a swashbuckler, Rogue, Brawler or Green Ronin's 'Black Talon Deciple', and you'll find yourself adding Dex, Wis, and Int to your AC, coating yourself in poisons in which you're immune delivering them upon touch. With the freedom of any printed material upgrades, you can take things like Improved Natural Attack, multiple times even as it stacks via MM and Savage Species rules. You're little monk can be easily swinging for d12's if not higher, throwing in your debilitating stunning fists via sneak attacks, delivering poison attacks, and a whole lot more.... Just a thought off the top of my head.

EDIT: When in doubt... Proclaim yourself a lost God returned and disintegrate babies and mass dominate the populous of coastal towns feeding them as a walking buffet to your lycanthropic wolven friend... oh wait.. you're not quite high enough level for Valerian-style evil hehe.

Posted on 2008-12-21 at 20:05:39.
Edited on 2008-12-21 at 20:12:27 by Kaelyn

Topic: Gestalt Game Tabletop
Subject: hehe.. Remember Celeste?

Female Vampire Bard with insane Brew Potion/Alchemy/Poison skills. Love potions with DC's of 24? Check, Racial Dominates' Check... Cursed magic items are not to be forgotten... Tactful gifts that turn on key members in opportune moments can turn the tide of any battle.. whether it be of steel or wits.

Posted on 2008-12-21 at 19:55:57.

Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: Sometimes, I play the role of arbiter.


Bartholomew finally let out an exasperated sigh of relief as the clamor of battle ended, then a groan as the clamor was struck anew by different factions seeking some compensation for their part in the downfall of Bolikar and the liberation of this site.

I am Elendil Ithilmegilwen. I was sent here by the Council of Elders of the Forest of Teythir to verify the rumors of a gathering of Goblins and their ilk in the area. For now I must escort Bronwyn to recover her equipment, but I will return to gather the information I need.

Elendil took a calming breath, she could almost hear the clamor of the others saying they were not there in the front lines of the fight and they had no rights to anything. When she spoke it was straight forward and matter of fact.

I would also like to lay a claim for a share of the spoils of Bolikar and the Drow, for Bronwyn and myself. It was Bronwyns first fireball fried a large number of Goblins at the gate, keeping them from closing it, and my arrow and her second fireball together knocked Bolikar off the battlements and it was my arrow the pierced the heart of the Drow and took her out of the sky." She sighs and adds, "We may not have been in the front lines, but we were in the battle.

Bartholomew looked towards Elendil and shook his head, really not sure how to deal with a situation as tentative as this, especially when they all still stood there covered in blood amidst the stench of death and defeat.

Miss Ithil.. Ith.. Good Miss, forgive me for my humble tongues inability to pronounce such a eloquent name, but is now really the time? We are weary and some still wounded. You and your companion are free to take refuge within these sacked walls, for none will deny your aid in the battle. But perhaps the distribution of war spoils might be handled after a rest and chance to bathe?

Bart let the rhetorical question end there, for he had already smiled, nodded, and made for the keep after directing Aelistae to tend to the fallen drows body, and have everyone else meet inside.
The next day
While word quickly spread like wildfire that Bolikar and his goblin troops had been quelled by a strange and varied group of adventurers, It was not the Queens men who arrived first to the Stronghold, but instead a single unburdened elf bearing the tribal markings akin to many of the runners enlisted in the Wealdath elves Service. The young man, certainly a score of summers shy of Elendil in age approached the ranger and addressed her in a formal, military tone.
Lady Ithilmegilwen, The Council and Treespeaker wish a report on what has transpired.
The young man stood stoic and unmoving, expecting an answer then and there. Elendil recounted the tale as she saw fit too. (Feel free to Pm me your report DM) The runner did little more than listen until she was finished. He asked no questions, he made no interruptions, merely taking everything said as fact for the time being. When Elendil was finished, he delivered further orders.

I will deliver your report to the Treespeaker, and return within one week with new standing orders. Please keep an observatory eye on the goings on here in the meantime. The Council will be pleased with this fortunate turn of events. You were wise to act when you did, and now, because of it, opportunity strikes where once lay only fear ran rampant. With a hardy handshake that consisted of the elves gripping wrists rather than hands, and the runner crossing his free arm over Elendil in an ark. The Tree father watch over you.

With that, he took off for the Forest to the north, much would need to be discussed.


Back to the present.

(Should handle something for the time being But Bart will be in a upcoming post about loot and new responsibilities in the next day or so. Just need to head to bed for now lol)

Posted on 2008-12-18 at 15:33:47.

Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: Postage

I'll have Bart answer and an update carry everything on... apparently I've a slew of Pm's and a bunch of q/a to read regarding this but here's the deal.

Conflict between character's in natural. The basis and perceptions of the connotations and motivations behind those In Game conflicts are a Moot point really.

If I've ever felt there was metagaming, I've contacted players directly, and I've already discussed with certain people the reasonings behind why I've done what I've done or said what I've said.

That being said. And seeing as despite out of Character conversation or suggestions 'sticking to the character' has brought forth more in game conflict. We'll handle this in game.

Hopefully come morning I'll have Bartholomew and or the Queen Monarch herself settle this dispute once and for all.

Brianna. Your concerns about why you would still be at the stronghold a week later are noted, as is your response to Fate's gift as you pm'ed me. But Fate did not 'give' it to you directly. He merely left it right next to you while you slept one eve as he slipped away.

As I told Elendil, (and explained I would post further to convey it on an in game basis) A Messenger from the Wealdath Elven Council would be dispatched to collect your 'report' soon after news of Bolikar's defeat reached their inquisitive ears.
I've discussed 'loot and rewards' till I was blue in the face... And that's pretty hard to do since I'm over the computer lol... So for now let us leave any and all mentioning of it out of this thread. Know that it's being handled, and will be directly responded to on an In game finalized level as soon as possible.

I'll not allow something so trivial as who deserves what reward to tear apart one of the inn's most active and dare I say it popular games. You're all valuable in your own ways, and I would like to see this resolved in a courteous manner.

Again, let's let it drop from our minds for the time being, and take a step back just to remember the fun we're having.

Papa Smurf will take care of things soon

Posted on 2008-12-18 at 04:34:18.

Topic: Forgotten Realms Base of Operations
Subject: First post.

This will be the thread where all discussions and decisions reguarding upgrades, purchases and the like concerning your base of operations will go.

I'll post in the q/a first after we've moved on to an official in game point where these new options will come into play.

Posted on 2008-12-17 at 17:06:23.

Topic: Forgotten Realms Base of Operations
Subject: Reserved


Posted on 2008-12-17 at 17:05:14.

Topic: Forgotten Realms Base of Operations
Subject: Reserved


Posted on 2008-12-17 at 17:05:03.

Topic: Forgotten Realms Base of Operations
Subject: Reserved


Posted on 2008-12-17 at 17:04:52.

Topic: Forgotten Realms Base of Operations
Subject: Reserved


Posted on 2008-12-17 at 17:04:22.

Topic: Forgotten Realms Base of Operations
Subject: Reserved


Posted on 2008-12-17 at 17:04:12.

Topic: Forgotten Realms Base of Operations
Subject: reserved


Posted on 2008-12-17 at 17:04:01.

Topic: Forgotten Realms Base of Operations
Subject: Previews of a Basement cavern


Posted on 2008-12-17 at 17:03:47.
Edited on 2009-04-17 at 15:49:44 by Kaelyn

Topic: Forgotten Realms Base of Operations
Subject: Room E

Main Floor

Upper Floor

Posted on 2008-12-17 at 17:03:34.
Edited on 2009-04-17 at 15:44:43 by Kaelyn

Topic: Forgotten Realms Base of Operations
Subject: Room D

Main Floor

Upper Floor

Posted on 2008-12-17 at 17:03:21.
Edited on 2009-04-17 at 15:40:43 by Kaelyn

Topic: Forgotten Realms Base of Operations
Subject: Room C

Main Floor

Upper Floor

Posted on 2008-12-17 at 17:03:09.
Edited on 2009-04-17 at 15:38:03 by Kaelyn

Topic: Forgotten Realms Base of Operations
Subject: Room B

Main Floor

Upper Floor

Posted on 2008-12-17 at 17:02:58.
Edited on 2009-04-17 at 15:27:52 by Kaelyn

Topic: Forgotten Realms Base of Operations
Subject: Room A

Main Floor

Upper Floor

Posted on 2008-12-17 at 17:02:47.
Edited on 2009-04-17 at 15:25:31 by Kaelyn

Topic: Forgotten Realms Base of Operations
Subject: Keep Overview


Posted on 2008-12-17 at 17:01:35.
Edited on 2009-04-17 at 15:23:32 by Kaelyn

Topic: Forgotten Realms Base of Operations
Subject: Military Resources

Captain of the Guard: None (Acting Captain, PC Xaris)

Militia Soldiers: (Leather Armor, Short sword, buckler, light crossbow +10 bolts)
12 @ 2sp / day = 72 Gold/month (Level 2 Npc warriors)
Militia Captains (Studded Leather Armor, Longsword, buckler, light crossbow+10 bolts)
1 @ 3 Sp/day = 9gold/ month (Thomas Jane Level 3 Npc Warrior)

Posted on 2008-12-17 at 17:01:23.
Edited on 2009-04-06 at 13:19:51 by Kaelyn

Topic: Forgotten Realms Base of Operations
Subject: Forgotten Realms Base of Operations

Stronghold and Base of Operations Resource Sheet:

Northern Outpost 13 of the Tethyrian Empire (The Bastion of Starspire)
Lord in Standing: Bartholomew James

Under the Jurisdiction of: The Queen Monarch and His Royal Highness

Operation of Stronghold: To provide forwarning of any Amnish or Mountainous incursions and to expand into a settlement.

Current Start-up fund: 1000 Gold.
Current Bank Note: Line of Credit up to 5,000gp @ 20% Monthly interest.

Northern Outpost 13's Resources in Units.
Currency: 1,000 Gold pieces:
Lumber: 300
Copper Ore:
Copper Bars: 50
Bronze Bars:50
Tin Ore:
Tin Bars:25
Iron Ore:
Iron Bars:25
Steel Bars:25
Gold Bars:

2 Head Oxen
1 Bull
2 Dairy Cows
12 Chickens
2 Goats
9 Sheep

6 Riding Horses of Various Breeds,
6 Work Horses of Various Breeds
2 Ponies
24 Barrels of Drinking Water
12 Barrels of Salted Fish in Brine
12 Barrels of Cured Meat
12 Wheels of Cheddar Cheese
12 Loaves of Bread
4 Barrels of Ale

5 Masons @ 5cp/day =2silver 50 copper / day or 9 gold / month
1 Foreman @ 1sp/day =3gold /month
3 unskilled labor hands @ 3 cp/day= 2 gold 7 silver / month
6 Miners
1 Mining Foreman "Ol Willy Hodgins"

4 galley hands @ 1sp/day= 12gold/ month
1 head cook @ 2sp/day = 6gold / month

Craftsmen (Specifics)
Sculptor (On Commission for Aelistae) (Start-950/Month1-1000/Pickup-950) (Currently paid 1950)

Posted on 2008-12-17 at 17:01:05.
Edited on 2009-04-15 at 17:26:42 by Kaelyn

Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: Moving on.

Good people from near and far, lay down your verbal arms. As the good Helmite has said, we have won a great victory here this day.. But there is still much to be done, and still more of this compound to explore. Weve seen little sign of the other sponsors or their parties, much of our resources are expended, and frankly we could all use a good nights rest, but I find that will likely not happen for the next few hours at least.

Bartholomew placed a rugged palm against his neck and crooked his head, letting out a loud crack of muscle tension above the temporary silence.

On the morrow I will send word to His and Her Majesty bearing great news. For now though we should secure the compound, fuel up our bodies as we have all undoubtedly pushed them to their limits, and share in this victory as a whole. This site shall be consecrated and returned to Tethyrian control, and I would have everyone here rewarded for their parts be it in my power.. But until the Queen gets here, I am still just a humble farmer. And no title or position will change the fact that I could not be happier, or prouder of all of you whom Ive come to consider allies. Companions. Friends.


That being said, Fate was tended too and Bronwyn was soon visible for all to see. Though tensions were certainly not erased from the scene, it could not be argued that enough bloodshed and angst had been spilled forth this night, and all else could wait. Aelistae, do take care of your ilk as would be befitting of your people. Others, we can gather what spoils or remnants of war we may then everyone please meet in the main gentry to the south. Secure it for the evening, and we will discuss what we will there.

(For the rest of the night, feel free to get with other Pcs and talk through pmed Msn whatever if theres simple conversation you want to convey. I want to move things along)


Bartholomew entered the gentry, a disheveled place of trampled wood and hay. Crude weapons lined the walls, and a wooden ladder was the only means to ascend to the second floor where Arrow slits and kill-holes looked down into the room below, and out over the southern courtyard. Heaving a satchel of supplies into the corner of the room, and leading Alice and directing the other horses into the southern courtyard for boarding for the evening, It was a night where exhaustion set in quickly, and other than the posted rounds for guard duty for any lingering forces Sleep came easy.

A Week Later.

Reinforcements had been coming and going for a week now. Caravans of soldiers and supplies, rations and materials had been streaming into the Stronghold, with masons and tradesmen doing all they could to repair the ramshackle outpost into a defensible structure to serve as the forward warning for goblin activity in the surrounding mountains, or the Amnish countryside which lay just beyond the northern forest. All around spirits were high as the Green and Gold Gryphon Standard of Tethyr flapped in the strong eastern morning breeze. Their was a tangible feeling of excitement as the men sang their songs while working, and the women kept them refreshed with drink and the grace of their form.

For the first time in just as many days, the stronghold also finally smelt of fresh bread and burning woods or small forge fires, rather than blood sweat and death, as scores of filth were removed and burned in a massive pyre to the west. A declaration to those who dare poke their noses out of their darkened caves that humankind would not stand for their presence in their lands without a fight.

In the Baily of the Stronghold however was an energy of a different sort. The stone walls had been scrubbed free of the blood, ichor, and decay till they shone in the morning light. A wooden podium and stage had been built in the middle of the bailey; upon which stood Queen-Monarch Zaranda Star Rhindaun, her dozen honor guard, and a full ensemble of musicians.

Before them stood all the adventurers and visitors who had helped claim this foothold in the name of Tethyr, and as the Queen-Monarch looked on, garbed in a elegant dress of mooncloth. The ridiculously expensive material shone a myriad of colors depending on your view of it, and since the material could only be fashioned by the reclamation and purifying of a rare silk spun by Ellestraeen spiders on the night of a full moon, to see so much of it fashioned into a flowing gown on such a figure as the regal Majesty was a wonder in itself, for surely the garments worth was on par with an enchanted weapon.

Good morrow and welcome brave adventurers. It has been a week now since your heroic capture of this site has freed it from enemy occupation, and you have been ever patient as we take steps to prepare this outpost for its new purpose. It might come to a surprise to some that Bartholomew James, a humble farmer from our own fields has traveled so far, grown so much, and enlisted such fine aid as these people here. More surprising still might be that against all odds, and uncertainty, against better trained, better funded, and to some peoples line of thinking just plain better folk these people here have achieved what they could not and that my people I tell you is merely a testament to the human will.

The Queen-Monarch raised a hand towards Bartholomew, beckoning him forward. And with great pride swelling in his chest he approached her, and took a knee.

Bartholomew James, You have far more winters as a farmer and a man of the land than a warrior, but as your kinsmen will agree you have always been a man for the land. Your decision to make a stand against the forces of darkness has inspired many, and not gone unnoticed. As promised, you have more than earned your station, and it is with great honor that I have you kneel as Bartholomew James,; farmer; and rise Lord Bartholomew James of the Northern Outpost 13 of the Tethyrian Empire.
While the name may have left much to be desired, A great cheer went up as James stood a man of station, of standing, though truly he felt no different than he had that morning.

As the cheer from those gathered was hushed by the fair hand of her Majesty, and Bartholomew rose to stand at her side, she beckoned the adventurers to stand themselves.

And now, Lord Bartholomew, I deign to give you your reward, and bid you do the same to those who have put their lives on the line for your dream.

One of the Honor guard produced a Large Chest, and placed it upon his bent knee before Lord Bartholomew. Raising the gilded Darkwood chests lid, Bart was given numerous small labelled pouches, ledgers, and bank notes. Gemstones glittered, and a Blank Royal Seal sat ready to be carved.

Lord Batholomew, On behalf of the Monarchy, I bestow upon you and your family the reward of 1,000 gold pieces. And As for the those whose names were signed upon the Ledger I see that unfortunately only a handful are here with us today. Lord Bartholomew if you would..

Bart bent low and received a handful of pouches and gemstones in hand. Before descending the podium to walk in front of each and everyone gathered there.

In front of each person he stopped. Addressing them by name, thanking them in full for all they had done, no matter of how little consequence it may have seemed to some people. To the original group; Aelistae, Artanis, Xaris and Linnix he handed a small pouch, labeled with there names on it and 200gold pieces within. As he Passed Talus and Dylan, he placed a hand upon each of their shoulders, and handed them a gemstone, a small bloodstone, common in the mountains surrounding this site. It was not what the others had earned, but the Queen Monarch smiled as she realized Bartholomew was paying these heroes out of his own reward.
To Intella, Elendil and Brownyn too he offered a gemstone of similar size and weight. As thanks for their assistance. When he crossed over to Atharam and his party, offering them a gemstone each as well. Atharam tried to refuse the reward, but Bart pressed the gems to his chest and smiled. If not for the man, then for Helm whose wisdom saw fit to bless us with you and your companions aid.

As Bartholomew finished his gifting, he explained that he would be calling upon them all in a short while, for he had much to discuss.. But for now at least, they should enjoy themselves, enjoy the freedom they had earned this site, and the protection it would add to many lives.

With that the Band struck up a festive jive, and maidens in gowns and gentlemen in their fineries entered the bailey from all sides, cheering, clapping and dancing as they prepared to usher in their new lord and his band of heroes.

(Gonna allow some discussion / downtime, while I gather lists of alternate Loot and what not, set up the new Thread for the Headquarters side of things and then call yall into session to see where yall want to take this. Opportunity.)

(PSS: It should be Noted that Fate is nowhere in town. That after being healed he snuck out in the middle of the night, and never returned. He left only a single small satchel next to Bronwyn. inside is a letter and a gold and ruby lined ring bearing the symbol of a black claw the letter reads. "If it were not for you I surely would have died, and though it was the efforts of the strangers who won the day, my mission is a success none-theless. Consider this payment for your kindness. Fate"

Posted on 2008-12-16 at 20:54:17.
Edited on 2008-12-16 at 21:11:06 by Kaelyn

Topic: Forgotten Realms: the Unsung Heroes Q/A
Subject: Healing

Currently all horses Npcs' and PC's are healed to max excluding Brownyn Elendil and Fate..

Aelistae's wand is empty and Loriel's wand is down to 16 charges..
I've issued a stop post until I can get bart to speak up.

Posted on 2008-12-15 at 17:13:23.

Topic: Forgotten Realms: The Unsung Heroes
Subject: Aelistae

Aelistae silently went about her duties as a priestess and a healer, beginning with her comrades, infusing them with the restorative powers of her thin wand. Some required little effort, while those such as Xaris, or Artanis required suitably more of the instruments power. The first wand had been completely drained, and as she approached the armored trio and their steeds. She hushed any dispute with a disarming smile, putting Loriel's old wand to use. By the time all the wounds were healed... she only had a handful of charges left by her count... and she returned to where Elendil stood.. thin piece of life-giving wand in hand, rubbing against fine black skin as she deliberated a choice..

Bart, who had been pretty silent until now, approached, took a deep breath, lay a rugged hand upon Elendil's shoulder, and Aelistaes, and sighed with a smile. It was time he played his roll.

(STOP POST ~Will update as Bart on the morning.)

Posted on 2008-12-15 at 17:11:19.


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