Character fleshing out

Good god no, that was beholder specific, I'll have to come up with something new. I'm still sticking with a warlock though, they're fun. Heh, that prone deficiency is hilarious.

Maxwell M. said: Hmmm, that's one way to look at it, but you could also say that as a tiny flying creature you're harder to hit and can go after the really vulnirable spots, like the eyes and groin, more easily. Nah, it makes sense that a pixie would have a difficult time attacking. The main problem is that reach is a really important concept in melee combat and a creature as small as a pixie has almost literally none. The vast majority of weapons are going to be several times longer than a pixie's entire body, let alone their arm's reach, and because their body weighs essentially nothing, they can easily be batted away with just the back of someone's hand. So basically it would be really, really hard to actually close in with someone enough to hit them, and even then your weapon is so tiny that it would have a hard time penetrating even relatively thin armor. If they were to get a sneak attack on the other hand...

That or use magic. That'll be a way around doing jack shit for damage :P

hi im sin brazo pateador and im a war-forged monk WITH NO ARMS i have a chest cannon loaded through my foot that can fire most throwible weapons and can integrate a crossbow into my mouth THERES ALSO THREE OF US IN HERE DEARS he also has a split personality i could fire some thing 6 inchs miles away if the party wants or maybe a beach ball (nudge nudge) <a href="https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B7SryHIDasb9OHhyU" rel="nofollow">https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B7SryHIDasb9OHhyU</a>... the size s wrong(7'5 is right) but im too lazy to correct it (the name means armless kicker in spanish)

Derek l. said: i could fire some thing 6 inchs miles away if the party wants (nudge nudge) Slow down with the range there mate. That's a tad OP

6 inchs is super small and offers little wind resitence

Derek l. said: 6 inchs miles away Key word: miles XD

yeah miles as in miles "tails" prower what did you think i meant

If jann kept his wings flat on his back he could probably only be thrown as far as an ordinary stone. Thats also assuming he stands rigid and allows you to throw him like a dart. If loosed from something else he would probably only be able to get 1/2 the normal distance since pixies aren't designed to be used as arrows.

Derek l. said: yeah miles as in miles "tails" prower what did you think i meant Being able to shoot something 6-inches tall from miles away. Which is dipping very far into the broken abilities pool

tails is 4"6 so miles would be a multiple of that number (i only brought it up for a fun pre-combat tactic fire the pixie to a better position) and i meant i could fire the pixie not a 6 inch thing from miles away(im not that dexterous)

Ok, so we went from beholders being nerfed to armless multiple personality disorder statues firing live pixies. This campaign is gonna be a doozy XD

you said the beholder was the size of a beach ball i might be able to fire that too also i guess im the reserve player as im number 9(cirno)

There is no beholder anymore. Only flumph. Praise be the flumph.

and how big is flumph one of my personalitys likes to fire stuff from my chest

A Flumph is a small creature, imagine a floating jellyfish about 2 - 3 feet in diameter.

i could chest fire it

Aubrey H. said: There is no beholder anymore. Only flumph. Praise be the flumph. Praise be to Flumph.

So to me it's kind of obvious to me that Derek's first language was not English. So from what I can understand, his Warforged has no arms, but has a big super-accurate chest cannon. Idk, but that chest cannon's accuracy might be a bit strong. Actually, really strong. It could remove encounters by shooting like say a Delayed Blast Fireball or a Symbol of Death stuck on a ball into a crowd of enemies from miles away.

META_mahn said: So to me it's kind of obvious to me that Derek's first language was not English. So from what I can understand, his Warforged has no arms, but has a big super-accurate chest cannon. Idk, but that chest cannon's accuracy might be a bit strong. Actually, really strong. It could remove encounters by shooting like say a Delayed Blast Fireball or a Symbol of Death stuck on a ball into a crowd of enemies from miles away. Exactly what I thought, and want to subsiquently nerf

META_mahn said: So to me it's kind of obvious to me that Derek's first language was not English. So from what I can understand, his Warforged has no arms, but has a big super-accurate chest cannon. Idk, but that chest cannon's accuracy might be a bit strong. Actually, really strong. It could remove encounters by shooting like say a Delayed Blast Fireball or a Symbol of Death stuck on a ball into a crowd of enemies from miles away. im irish and dyslexic english is my first language also the chest cannon basicly is a makeshift throwing device (cause i have no arms) but is large enough to hold 3-3"5 feet objects

What exactly is the anatomy of this warforge?? Does it basically just look like an armless human?

armless giant made of granite powered my magic

<a href="http://www.vesivus.com/eBay/dndminis/GoL_Stone_Gol" rel="nofollow">http://www.vesivus.com/eBay/dndminis/GoL_Stone_Gol</a>... So basically that minus the arms? Or maybe this? <a href="http://www.airesis.net/Immagini/giardinomagi/pracc" rel="nofollow">http://www.airesis.net/Immagini/giardinomagi/pracc</a>...

the first one but with a chest cannon and a actual mouth (with a crossbow) i am basicaly a huge B-daman

Okay, well based on a height of 8-9 foot man, and shoulder to shoulder ratio of the human body Your character could fit a maximum of 2 footwide object in his chest if he really tries to push it in there. His "ribcage" would need to have walls like paper at that point though so you wouldn't want to be punched, much less shoot anything from it. Thankfully, you only need about 3-6 inches to fit a cannon ball inside your chest if that's what you want to go for....If that's what you want, I recommend using a very small low power cannon to start off with. The DMG gives cannons a max range of 2400 feet and an average of 44 damage, but that kind of fire power hits both ways. Even 400lb stone man firing that from his chest would take 44 damage straight to the inside of his chest, and be launched 100 feet straight backwards for bonus damage (assuming a 5 inch 18 lb ball). I'm guess this is a physics lite game so you don't need to worry about the exact recoil of shooting something out of your chest, but I just wanted to give you some figures so you could get an idea. Roughly half the damage at 1/3 the range might be light enough to only knock you back 5-10 feet and still serve as a nice ultimate attack at low lvls though. and you could get it upgrades as things progress. Steel reinforcements to mitigate blowback damage, spiked shoes to reduce knockback, bigger slot for a higher caliber, a collapsing barrel for added range....and my nerd is showing. Anywho. Just thoughts. Take it or leave I don't mind. I'm an ME so I like using spit-balling physics stuff like this, but fun comes first. You can justify it with magic, or say "it works because it awesome" to be honest.

i did mention i was made by a warlock and am inherently magical

Oh you ninja'd my edit you sneaky warforged.

want me to duel spec

So, uh...DM, when do we get our roll20 character sheets?

META_mahn said: So, uh...DM, when do we get our roll20 character sheets? Working on it. You can see the sheet I intend to use here <a href="https://github.com/mlenser/roll20-character-sheets/tree/master/D%26D_5e_Shaped" rel="nofollow">https://github.com/mlenser/roll20-character-sheets/tree/master/D%26D_5e_Shaped</a>

Due to the democrocy of winterhelm they are viewed as a cowardly civilization. This is were I come in, I am Waylander son of Thragon and lord of fellblades and master of my own destiny. I was sent out with 50 of my fellow brothers of arms the best of all of winterhelm to help in the war. For years we have travelled and helping in battles, through the years we have died 1 by 1. it is only me left and my mission is far from over, "by my sword and crossbow I will complete my mission"

thomas g. said: Due to the democrocy of winterhelm they are viewed as a cowardly civilization. This is were I come in, I am Waylander son of Thragon and lord of fellblades and master of my own destiny. I was sent out with 50 of my fellow brothers of arms the best of all of winterhelm to help in the war. For years we have travelled and helping in battles, through the years we have died 1 by 1. it is only me left and my mission is far from over, "by my sword and crossbow I will complete my mission" Yeah no, try not to change the story lad. Winterhelm is considered neutral, NOT cowardly. If anything it's more like Switzerland, where most people can fight and don't care what army it is. The character itself is ok but try not to change the country's lore

That's cool I'll just change cowardly to neutral.

Would everyone mind telling me more about their characters?

Hei, New guy here. My character is Yorai the kid. Yorai lived life as a Sorcerer of wild magic. Due to the chaotic nature of just being, He was exiled from civilization. He would travel to other Places but his magic would react in weird ways. Eventually he settled by himself in a homemade, run down of wood shack, for Wild Magic is not good with a nice house. He lived away from others, just surviving. Until one day he woke up as a kid. An 8 year old. He didn't panic. This was normal...ish. But after days of being a kid and weakened body, he freaked out. And started trying to age himself. Occasionally he would turn back for minutes or hours at a time. But never permanent. He drunk many potions and did many experiments. One of those experiments created his arcane focus The Dragon Orb (Which is actually a lizard) A lizard fell into a potion that was suppose to be acid. It seemed to work, but the next day in place of the Beaker was a perfectly sphere clear orb. That when looked at closely showed something random. Only when this orb uncurled into a lizard (Much tinier then the orb) did Yorai understand...and freak out much more. Eventually, his experiments and wild magic surges gained the eye of a small guild. They talked to him and through persuasion, trickery, and force Yorai was recruited into the Savage Magic Guild. He usually travels in the back of a merchant Wagon, as a companion and protector of one of his Guild Merchants. Creating potions with his Alchemist Set. They never work.

I need help. Should I go with "Nolzur's Marvelous Pigments", a "Belt of Giant Strength", or a " Wand of Wonder "? I love them all so much. I can't decide, I want them all &gt;.&lt;

Ring of three wishes.

Well, I grabbed a wand of wonder so we already have one of those.

A little about Tanlon: Tanlon, a hill dwarf, was abandoned at birth near a monastery that sits on a large, calm lake. &nbsp;The priests worshipped Eldath and as such, spent much of their time meditating near their lake. The movement of clerics refers to itself as the Water's Edge and sees itself as a messenger of Order. &nbsp;Since fire is representative of chaos, it is abhorred by many followers of Eldath. &nbsp;Tanlon seeks order in all things and seeks the Balance. &nbsp; Having left the monastery twenty years ago, he has forged out on his own. &nbsp;Tanlon spends most of his time in nature, communing with water spirits and other creatures of order. &nbsp;Wolves and dogs seem to be especially drawn to him and will sometimes stay around, or even help out a bit, as Tanlon makes his way across the land. &nbsp;Being raised by the Water's Edge, he was trained as a healer. &nbsp;Healing is often the natural balance to the chaos of injury. &nbsp;He will, however, attack fiercely if need be and his dwarven blood quickens easily to battle. His wild hair and beard look at home topping a stout frame that is outfitted in woodsman's clothing and leather armor. &nbsp;

Noah K. said: Would everyone mind telling me more about their characters? So you want to know what a Jannien is? Well you've come to the right place. Scientifically known as “Jannien Venn Lobett, the Morning Frost, Artisan to the House of the Rising Sun”, the Jannien is a strange and wondrous creature. It seeks, much like the children of most species, to consume several times its body weight in sugary goods each day. We have been told that this sugar is needed to fuel the Jannien’s production of pixie dust and its continued existence. Though we have no scientific evidence to support this, it is imperative that you yield to a Jannien’s demands if it asks you for a cookie as it could very well be a matter of life and death. The death of a Jannien would be a terrible thing too. Like its scientific name suggests, the Jannien is responsible for dusting the world around it in frost and dew before the sun rises each morning. Though supposed “scientists” may make claims that this is a completely natural process and that pixies like the Jannien are unnecessary, we have been informed that Janniens are critical to making sure that the dew and frost have the perfect aesthetic placement as they form. Without this careful guiding hand, nature would have no art to it. And as we all well know, without art there would be no culture, and without culture civilization as we know it would crumble . Speaking of culture, Janniens are packed to the brim with it. From the ancient modernist style, to impressionism, and the often under-appreciated stickfigure-ism style, Jann’s art work incorporates all mediums from across the lands and ages. These skill most typically shine when embroidering, embossing, or engraving, but can be found in subtler ways as well. Unappreciative heathens might refer to Jann as an art snob, but the truth is that he only want to make the world a better, prettier place. And really, isn’t that what we all want? This educational lesson has been payed for by the “Totally Not Funded by Jann” foundation. <a href="http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=218443" rel="nofollow">http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=218443</a>

Aubrey H. said: Noah K. said: Would everyone mind telling me more about their characters? So you want to know what a Jannien is? Well you've come to the right place. Scientifically known as “Jannien Venn Lobett, the Morning Frost, Artisan to the House of the Rising Sun”, the Jannien is a strange and wondrous creature. It seeks, much like the children of most species, to consume several times its body weight in sugary goods each day. We have been told that this sugar is needed to fuel the Jannien’s production of pixie dust and its continued existence. Though we have no scientific evidence to support this, it is imperative that you yield to a Jannien’s demands if it asks you for a cookie as it could very well be a matter of life and death. The death of a Jannien would be a terrible thing too. Like its scientific name suggests, the Jannien is responsible for dusting the world around it in frost and dew before the sun rises each morning. Though supposed “scientists” may make claims that this is a completely natural process and that pixies like the Jannien are unnecessary, we have been informed that Janniens are critical to making sure that the dew and frost have the perfect aesthetic placement as they form. Without this careful guiding hand, nature would have no art to it. And as we all well know, without art there would be no culture, and without culture civilization as we know it would crumble . Speaking of culture, Janniens are packed to the brim with it. From the ancient modernist style, to impressionism, and the often under-appreciated stickfigure-ism style, Jann’s art work incorporates all mediums from across the lands and ages. These skill most typically shine when embroidering, embossing, or engraving, but can be found in subtler ways as well. Unappreciative heathens might refer to Jann as an art snob, but the truth is that he only want to make the world a better, prettier place. And really, isn’t that what we all want? This educational lesson has been payed for by the “Totally Not Funded by Jann” foundation. <a href="http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=218443" rel="nofollow">http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=218443</a> you are basiclly cirno

Ha! Yeah a lil bit. The main difference being that Jann doesn't go about touting himself as superior, he simply assumes it as a fact of life, and anyone who fails to realizes this just isn't wise enough to understand.&nbsp; Btw, if any warlocks are concerned, don't worry. I'm only dipping into the warlock class to get their Lv3 familiar pact boon, and to give Jann a bit of Fey magic. I'm doing my best to avoid the core of Warlock abilities so as not to step on toes.&nbsp;

Lamph is a kind soul, generous and trusting to a fault. She/it grew up in her cloister surrounded by her fellow flumphs, each as kind and well meaning as the next. It was pure misfortune that lead her to meet Mephistopheles and strike a bargain with him. She was out scouting, as was her job, when she saw a strange creature walking through the woods. It had the form of a beautiful stag with pure white fur and silver antlers. Approaching the creature she reached out to it's mind and found a warm welcoming presence there, full of compassion and kindness. She asked the creature what it was it's business there in the woods, near her home. The creature replied that it was looking for help, it was the lord of a far off land that was slowly dying. It had heard that there lived creatures in these woods that knew much of the magics of the mind and it had come here looking for aid, for it was a dark creature that contaminated others minds that was killing it's land. Lamph heard all this with astonishment and sympathy and asked how it could help. The Stag replied that it only needed to make a bargain with her. She would share some of the psychic energies she fed off of and her knowledge of the mind and in return it would share some of it's fey magics with her and her kind. She eagerly agreed, but the moment she did the stag's form oozed away revealing the dark prince of demons beneath. Trying to flee she was quickly caught in it's clawed grasp and felt it's vile magics wash over her, taking some of her energy and replacing it with the creatures foul power. It laughed and then vanished. When Lamph returned to her cloister her fellow flumphs felt the fiendish magic running through her and were horrified. They cast her out and she was left to wander the world on her own, fending for herself and trying to find a way out of the bargain she had made.

Aubrey H. said: Ha! Yeah a lil bit. The main difference being that Jann doesn't go about touting himself as superior, he simply assumes it as a fact of life, and anyone who fails to realizes this just isn't wise enough to understand.&nbsp; Btw, if any warlocks are concerned, don't worry. I'm only dipping into the warlock class to get their Lv3 familiar pact boon, and to give Jann a bit of Fey magic. I'm doing my best to avoid the core of Warlock abilities so as not to step on toes.&nbsp; thats basically cirno in a nutshell(but instend of warlock she is a denmaku user)

A new Challenger approaches! Magnus is an iron golem who is quite into EWE [Eldrasia Wrestling Entertainment]. His story began in a fortress occupied by wizards. The fortress wasn't anywhere particularly. It was on a top of a mountain, far away from any kind of war, mischief and other kinds of madness. One day some wizard guy got an idea to build golems to hold off intruders. Others thought it was a great idea and threw a cheese party in honor of that idea. After months of work and many cheese parties later Magnus was made. However he was far from finished. The reason is that wizards love cheese. Even those who were allergic ate it. Even those who couldn't physically eat it loved it. They celebrated for even the smallest reasons. A new member joined the guild? Cheese party! Someone learned a spell? Cheese party! Someone found their lost socks? Cheese party! Someone has a birthday? F*** that! PRAISE THE CHEESE Anyway, The golem project took really long time finish due the cost of cheese parties. Most of the time Magnus was locked in a small dark room, with nothing to do or see. Whenever he was able to ask someone about all the delay, they gave him two words: cheese party. Magnus learned to hate cheese and parties. Just the thought makes him salty. 20 years later, the first iron golem was done...ish. Rumor has it someone would try to use Magnus to take over the fortress. Nobody knew if they should tust the rumor or not but no one took any chances. A final showdown between wizards had the glorious fort turned into a ruin. No one except Magnus survived. With no one to tell him what to do, Magnus looted the place and went off to exlore around the land. Also he saw some dudes wrestle or something but who cares! <a href="http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=275067" rel="nofollow">http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=275067</a>

Cakestrike said: A new Challenger approaches! Magnus is an iron golem who is quite into EWE [Eldrasia Wrestling Entertainment]. His story began in a fortress occupied by wizards. The fortress wasn't anywhere particularly. It was on a top of a mountain, far away from any kind of war, mischief and other kinds of madness. One day some wizard guy got an idea to build golems to hold off intruders. Others thought it was a great idea and threw a cheese party in honor of that idea. After months of work and many cheese parties later Magnus was made. However he was far from finished. The reason is that wizards love cheese. Even those who were allergic ate it. Even those who couldn't physically eat it loved it. They celebrated for even the smallest reasons. A new member joined the guild? Cheese party! Someone learned a spell? Cheese party! Someone found their lost socks? Cheese party! Someone has a birthday? F*** that! PRAISE THE CHEESE Anyway, The golem project took really long time finish due the cost of cheese parties. Most of the time Magnus was locked in a small dark room, with nothing to do or see. Whenever he was able to ask someone about all the delay, they gave him two words: cheese party. Magnus learned to hate cheese and parties. Just the thought makes him salty. 20 years later, the first iron golem was done...ish. Rumor has it someone would try to use Magnus to take over the fortress. Nobody knew if they should tust the rumor or not but no one took any chances. A final showdown between wizards had the glorious fort turned into a ruin. No one except Magnus survived. With no one to tell him what to do, Magnus looted the place and went off to exlore around the land. Also he saw some dudes wrestle or something but who cares! <a href="http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=275067" rel="nofollow">http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=275067</a> if your a golem im your ansester as im a warforged. and btw max player hight is 7"5 also looking at your ac and hp for level 1 i see a nerf coming your way

Cakestrike said: A new Challenger approaches! Magnus is an iron golem who is quite into EWE [Eldrasia Wrestling Entertainment]. His story began in a fortress occupied by wizards. The fortress wasn't anywhere particularly. It was on a top of a mountain, far away from any kind of war, mischief and other kinds of madness. One day some wizard guy got an idea to build golems to hold off intruders. Others thought it was a great idea and threw a cheese party in honor of that idea. After months of work and many cheese parties later Magnus was made. However he was far from finished. The reason is that wizards love cheese. Even those who were allergic ate it. Even those who couldn't physically eat it loved it. They celebrated for even the smallest reasons. A new member joined the guild? Cheese party! Someone learned a spell? Cheese party! Someone found their lost socks? Cheese party! Someone has a birthday? F*** that! PRAISE THE CHEESE Anyway, The golem project took really long time finish due the cost of cheese parties. Most of the time Magnus was locked in a small dark room, with nothing to do or see. Whenever he was able to ask someone about all the delay, they gave him two words: cheese party. Magnus learned to hate cheese and parties. Just the thought makes him salty. 20 years later, the first iron golem was done...ish. Rumor has it someone would try to use Magnus to take over the fortress. Nobody knew if they should tust the rumor or not but no one took any chances. A final showdown between wizards had the glorious fort turned into a ruin. No one except Magnus survived. With no one to tell him what to do, Magnus looted the place and went off to exlore around the land. Also he saw some dudes wrestle or something but who cares! <a href="http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=275067" rel="nofollow">http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=275067</a> Yeah...cut that AC + health in half (15HP, 16AC) then it'll be fine

John-Paul K. said: Cakestrike said: A new Challenger approaches! Magnus is an iron golem who is quite into EWE [Eldrasia Wrestling Entertainment]. His story began in a fortress occupied by wizards. The fortress wasn't anywhere particularly. It was on a top of a mountain, far away from any kind of war, mischief and other kinds of madness. One day some wizard guy got an idea to build golems to hold off intruders. Others thought it was a great idea and threw a cheese party in honor of that idea. After months of work and many cheese parties later Magnus was made. However he was far from finished. The reason is that wizards love cheese. Even those who were allergic ate it. Even those who couldn't physically eat it loved it. They celebrated for even the smallest reasons. A new member joined the guild? Cheese party! Someone learned a spell? Cheese party! Someone found their lost socks? Cheese party! Someone has a birthday? F*** that! PRAISE THE CHEESE Anyway, The golem project took really long time finish due the cost of cheese parties. Most of the time Magnus was locked in a small dark room, with nothing to do or see. Whenever he was able to ask someone about all the delay, they gave him two words: cheese party. Magnus learned to hate cheese and parties. Just the thought makes him salty. 20 years later, the first iron golem was done...ish. Rumor has it someone would try to use Magnus to take over the fortress. Nobody knew if they should tust the rumor or not but no one took any chances. A final showdown between wizards had the glorious fort turned into a ruin. No one except Magnus survived. With no one to tell him what to do, Magnus looted the place and went off to exlore around the land. Also he saw some dudes wrestle or something but who cares! <a href="http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=275067" rel="nofollow">http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=275067</a> Yeah...cut that AC + health in half (15HP, 16AC) then it'll be fine see what did i tell you also there are no stats on your fists we need them

Derek l. said: John-Paul K. said: Cakestrike said: A new Challenger approaches! Magnus is an iron golem who is quite into EWE [Eldrasia Wrestling Entertainment]. His story began in a fortress occupied by wizards. The fortress wasn't anywhere particularly. It was on a top of a mountain, far away from any kind of war, mischief and other kinds of madness. One day some wizard guy got an idea to build golems to hold off intruders. Others thought it was a great idea and threw a cheese party in honor of that idea. After months of work and many cheese parties later Magnus was made. However he was far from finished. The reason is that wizards love cheese. Even those who were allergic ate it. Even those who couldn't physically eat it loved it. They celebrated for even the smallest reasons. A new member joined the guild? Cheese party! Someone learned a spell? Cheese party! Someone found their lost socks? Cheese party! Someone has a birthday? F*** that! PRAISE THE CHEESE Anyway, The golem project took really long time finish due the cost of cheese parties. Most of the time Magnus was locked in a small dark room, with nothing to do or see. Whenever he was able to ask someone about all the delay, they gave him two words: cheese party. Magnus learned to hate cheese and parties. Just the thought makes him salty. 20 years later, the first iron golem was done...ish. Rumor has it someone would try to use Magnus to take over the fortress. Nobody knew if they should tust the rumor or not but no one took any chances. A final showdown between wizards had the glorious fort turned into a ruin. No one except Magnus survived. With no one to tell him what to do, Magnus looted the place and went off to exlore around the land. Also he saw some dudes wrestle or something but who cares! <a href="http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=275067" rel="nofollow">http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=275067</a> Yeah...cut that AC + health in half (15HP, 16AC) then it'll be fine see what did i tell you also there are no stats on your fists we need them I nerfed my character's stats. This is my first time making a character sheet on my own, so I am a bit nervous. Tell me if I still have to change/add/remove things.