Friday, July 23, 2004
Welcome to the Flanaess- Game Report
Thursday nights is my gaming night. Currently we are in a rotation of Living Greyhawk, Exalted and on the first Thursday of the month we do Board Games. We keep a Gaming Calendar to help keep it all straight.
Last night was a D&D night. Its a living Greyhawk game. So far we what been doing one shots from the material for Living Greyhawk. It's fairly fun as my character is a freak, but I am a freak that kicks 7 types of ass for a second level character. However it's my hope that we do something with a storyline, maybe something involving our backgrounds instead of random "Box Text" adventures. Something alitte more epic and something I can care about. Going town to town and being roped into fixing problems that we didnt go looking for in this contrived manner will only cut it for so long. And I argue that this isnt the nature of D&D. We just need a big adventure. The first one we did with the Demon Bear was fun, and it had me pretty puzzled.
Anyhow... I want to include my characters history. So I though I would post that here for you guys. When I rolled up his stats I rolled 4 1's. !!!! Yes 4 1's. So I put that in Charisma. I was given the chance to make that a 9... but I turned it down. How often to you get to play someone like this.
Anyway this is my story.
Cromwell of Ket
Human/Warrior
Cromwell was once part of a one of the noble families of Ket. His family was well known for their kindness to the peasants of the land and for their loyal defense of the nation of Ket. Cromwell was the most beloved son of Ulend the Lesser, son of Ulend the Great. However the history and tradition of this once great family held a dark secret. Ulend the Great had bargained with powerful inhuman forces once upon a time for power and wealth. It was through these secret deals that Ulend unknowingly placed a taint on his family.
One fateful day as the whole of the family made its way from its eastern estate of Granfel to the King’s count in Lopolla, they were beset on all sides by highwaymen. Though the men and retainers of his house fought with valor they were out numbered and slain. Cromwell was the only man to survive the attack, though he may have been better off dieing with the rest. The highwaymen had several mages in their ranks and it was a misfired spell from one of these mages that hit Cromwell square in the chest. Much to the surprise of Cromwell and the mage the spell did not have the intended effect. It knocked Cromwell back some thirty feet where he landed in a thicket of brambles. When Cromwell arose from the piercing underbrush the eyes of the remaining bandits fell on him, but their expressions of terror confused Cromwell. He had expected pure malice from them as he fought to the death like his brothers and uncles, but instead they fled in horror upon looking at him.
He thought, “What has changed that I might frighten a score of men to flee from me in battle” and looking down at his own form he felt as if he was looking upon a stranger. His clothes were cut and torn from the battle and his skin was wet from the cuts from the brambles, but he saw that his blood was not red, but black and his skin, normally an olive tan was now a deep red. His legs now bent in odd ways, more like an elk then a mans. His hair had turned from a curly black mop to an ash white mane.
For four years he fled into the wilderness trying to come to grips with what he had become. He learned ways to hide from normal looking humans and the art of hunting for food. He favored the bow as his weapon of choice. It allowed him to remain hidden from sight or at least out of reach where his secret was safe. This life as a wondering huntsman could not last however as he longed to avenge his families death and reclaim what he had lost.
Cromwell now seeks his own wealth, skill and knowledge so that he may find the man that did this to him, find a way to get changed back and re-establish his family line.
[What Cromwell doesn’t know is that the mage that cast the spell on him did not do this to him directly. He was effected by the spell but only in that it trigger the taint in his blood from the dealings his grand father Ulend the Great had with those powerful inhuman forces. The curse was made manifest in Cromwell, unlike in the rest of the descendants of Ulend.]
Cromwell dresses in a heavy cloak to cover his animalistic legs, and wears a large brimmed hat that he pulls down over his eyes at most times. He also has made a habit of wearing a scarf like wrapping that covers his neck and lower face. He goes to great lengths to hide his appearance and avoids contact when he can. He is not ashamed of how he looks; he merely does not like the hassle his looks give him when he is exposed. Not knowing of how this truly happened to him he sees himself as the victim here and dislikes the need to hide. Cromwell also dislikes most mages; however he is inconsistent in his reaction to them.
Last night was a D&D night. Its a living Greyhawk game. So far we what been doing one shots from the material for Living Greyhawk. It's fairly fun as my character is a freak, but I am a freak that kicks 7 types of ass for a second level character. However it's my hope that we do something with a storyline, maybe something involving our backgrounds instead of random "Box Text" adventures. Something alitte more epic and something I can care about. Going town to town and being roped into fixing problems that we didnt go looking for in this contrived manner will only cut it for so long. And I argue that this isnt the nature of D&D. We just need a big adventure. The first one we did with the Demon Bear was fun, and it had me pretty puzzled.
Anyhow... I want to include my characters history. So I though I would post that here for you guys. When I rolled up his stats I rolled 4 1's. !!!! Yes 4 1's. So I put that in Charisma. I was given the chance to make that a 9... but I turned it down. How often to you get to play someone like this.
Anyway this is my story.
Cromwell of Ket
Human/Warrior
Cromwell was once part of a one of the noble families of Ket. His family was well known for their kindness to the peasants of the land and for their loyal defense of the nation of Ket. Cromwell was the most beloved son of Ulend the Lesser, son of Ulend the Great. However the history and tradition of this once great family held a dark secret. Ulend the Great had bargained with powerful inhuman forces once upon a time for power and wealth. It was through these secret deals that Ulend unknowingly placed a taint on his family.
One fateful day as the whole of the family made its way from its eastern estate of Granfel to the King’s count in Lopolla, they were beset on all sides by highwaymen. Though the men and retainers of his house fought with valor they were out numbered and slain. Cromwell was the only man to survive the attack, though he may have been better off dieing with the rest. The highwaymen had several mages in their ranks and it was a misfired spell from one of these mages that hit Cromwell square in the chest. Much to the surprise of Cromwell and the mage the spell did not have the intended effect. It knocked Cromwell back some thirty feet where he landed in a thicket of brambles. When Cromwell arose from the piercing underbrush the eyes of the remaining bandits fell on him, but their expressions of terror confused Cromwell. He had expected pure malice from them as he fought to the death like his brothers and uncles, but instead they fled in horror upon looking at him.
He thought, “What has changed that I might frighten a score of men to flee from me in battle” and looking down at his own form he felt as if he was looking upon a stranger. His clothes were cut and torn from the battle and his skin was wet from the cuts from the brambles, but he saw that his blood was not red, but black and his skin, normally an olive tan was now a deep red. His legs now bent in odd ways, more like an elk then a mans. His hair had turned from a curly black mop to an ash white mane.
For four years he fled into the wilderness trying to come to grips with what he had become. He learned ways to hide from normal looking humans and the art of hunting for food. He favored the bow as his weapon of choice. It allowed him to remain hidden from sight or at least out of reach where his secret was safe. This life as a wondering huntsman could not last however as he longed to avenge his families death and reclaim what he had lost.
Cromwell now seeks his own wealth, skill and knowledge so that he may find the man that did this to him, find a way to get changed back and re-establish his family line.
[What Cromwell doesn’t know is that the mage that cast the spell on him did not do this to him directly. He was effected by the spell but only in that it trigger the taint in his blood from the dealings his grand father Ulend the Great had with those powerful inhuman forces. The curse was made manifest in Cromwell, unlike in the rest of the descendants of Ulend.]
Cromwell dresses in a heavy cloak to cover his animalistic legs, and wears a large brimmed hat that he pulls down over his eyes at most times. He also has made a habit of wearing a scarf like wrapping that covers his neck and lower face. He goes to great lengths to hide his appearance and avoids contact when he can. He is not ashamed of how he looks; he merely does not like the hassle his looks give him when he is exposed. Not knowing of how this truly happened to him he sees himself as the victim here and dislikes the need to hide. Cromwell also dislikes most mages; however he is inconsistent in his reaction to them.
