Dungeons: The Dragoning- Seventh Edition

[SephirothSage]

I've got room, yeah.


I'll look at things a bit more and be available in about.. six hours- headed out to a tabletop with m' freinds, for now.

 

[Orikanyo]

Lucky, stuck doing construction work again.

 

[Orikanyo]

Ah, wait a sec... I don't think mythweavers has a sheet for this... so... how do?

 

[Coal seam Fire]

• Background
• Basics
• Characteristics
• Skills
• Features
• Abilities
• Crunch

• Origin story and characterization notes
• 
  
  
  Name: ...
  
  
  Sex: ...
  
  
  Race: ...
  
  
  Exaltation: ...
  
  
  Alignment(Devotion): ...(#)
  
  
  Current Class: Judge
  
  
  Classes completed:
  
  Deputy
  
  
  Sheriff
  
  
  Lawman
  
  
  Sell-Sword
  
  Backgrounds:
  
  Artifact 3:
  
  The Hand of Fate
  
  is the original director's cut of what would eventually be retitled
  
  Manos
  
  . It radiates a subtle aura of madness. All sapients within 40m must make a TN15 Willpower check every hour they spend inside this area. Failure inflicts 1d4+3 Insanity Points. Failing by 10 or more causes a minor Derangement. The bearer of the reel is unaffected by this aura, and those who are do not become aware of its effects unless they pass a TN25 Arcana check after gaining IP.
  
  
  Contacts 1: Zambezi the Magnificent has been traveling the Astral Sea for a long time. Longer than time, some say. And in all that time, he has only met a single Timelord. You'd think they'd be easier to find. Zambezi and
  
  The Doctor
  
  keep up a steady exchange of stories, over pints of whatever won't crawl out of the glass under its own power. This also puts him in good position to report back to the Dalek's on The Doctor's comings and goings, information they're always happy to trade for.
  
  
• 
  
  
  Intellect: ●
  
  
  Wisdom: ●
  
  
  Willpower: ●
  
  
  Strength: ●
  
  
  Dexterity: ●
  
  
  Constitution: ●
  
  
  Charisma: ●
  
  
  Fellowship: ●
  
  
  Composure: ● (Specialty, Other Specialty)
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Mental Skills
  
  
  Academic Lore: ●
  
  
  Arcana: ●
  
  
  Common Lore: ●
  
  
  Crafts: ●
  
  
  Forbidden Lore: ●
  
  
  Medicae: ●
  
  
  Perception: ●
  
  
  Politics: ●
  
  
  Tech-Use: ●
  
  
  Physical Skills
  
  
  Acrobatics: ●
  
  
  Athletics: ●
  
  
  Ballistics: ●
  
  
  Brawl: ●
  
  
  Drive: ●
  
  
  Larceny: ●
  
  
  Pilot: ●
  
  
  Stealth: ●
  
  
  Weaponry: ●
  
  
  Social Skills
  
  
  Animal Ken: ●
  
  
  Charm: ●
  
  
  Command: ●
  
  
  Deceive: ●
  
  
  Disguise: ●
  
  
  Intimidation: ●
  
  
  Performer: ●
  
  
  Persuasion: ●
  
  
  Scrutiny: ●
  
  
  
  (Advanced skill, must have ●+ to attempt)
• 
  
  
  Assets and Racial Feats
  
  I'm Da Boss!
  
  
  Dangerous Beauty
  
  
  Legendary Trait(Wisdom)
  
  General Feats
  
  Weapon Proficiency(Ranged 2)
  
  
  Danger Sense
  
  
  Improved Power Strike
  
  Hindrances
  
  Intolerance(Manchester United fans)
  
  
  Wimpy
  
  
• 
  
  
  Spell Schools
  
  
  Divination ●●●
  
  Augury
  
  
  Luck
  
  
  Legend Lore
  
  Necromancy ●
  
  False Life
  
  Spell Combos
  
  
  Sword Schools
  
  
  Diamond Mind ●●●
  
  
  Martial Maneuvers
  
  
  Carpe Diem: Standard Attack [backhanded Blade, Flurry of Blows, First Accuracy Improvement, First Damage Improvement]
  
  
  Gun Kata
  
  
  Clay Pigeon ●
  
  
  Trick Shots
  
  
  Catch It on the Rebound: Called Shot [Jumping Dove Concentration]
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Size #
  
  
  Speed #
  
  
  Mental Defense ##
  
  
  Resolve #
  
  
  Static Defense ##
  
  
  Resilience #
  
  
  Hit Points ##/##
  
  
  Hero Points 2/2
  
  
  $POWER_STAT 1
  
  $FIRST_POWER
  
  $RESOURCE_POINTS #/#

 

[Coal seam Fire]

...is my suggestion. Obviously, you can adapt that, but it'll make sure you get everything necessary.

 

[Orikanyo]

..huh, Not bad, alright I'll do it.

 

[Random Word]

• Appearance
• Background
• Basics
• Characteristics
• Skills
• Features
• Abilities
• Crunch

• 
  
  
  Serenity is an unmistakable homage to Her Serenity, the Lady of Pain. An inscrutable mask of fixed expression is its face, wreathed in an ornate crown of blades, all of unsettling living metal. Its form is delicate and lithe, born of the terrifying artistic genius of the Dark Eladrin haemonculus Karavach the Exsanguinator and the epitome of their craft. Structural integrity was necessarily compromised in the name of psychological impact, its body composed of thousands of interlocking articulated bladed implements of varying lengths that writhe and seethe with every motion. Serenity typically covers these under long robes when making a modest effort to temper the unfortunate - though undeniably useful - impact its presence has on mortals.
  
  
  Its long fingers are hooked and serrated scalpels, and concealed within its right forearm is the pride of the Kabal of the Bladed Lotus: The Meretrix of Agony Unbounded. Nearly a metre long, the narrow blade is forged of pure necrodermis, flowing and shifting even while seemingly solidified. When retracted it liquefies and moulds to the internal structural elements of the arm. Bright green heraldry in some long forgotten tongue fluoresces along its face, and where the blade's translucent phased edge ends and the rest of the world begins is ever shifting and difficult to determine.
  
  
  Serenity is, like its inspiration, eternally silent. When it deigns to communicate, it does so by piercing the flesh of the recipient and psychically imprinting emotions or vivid images of concepts. Its emotions are often visible in the pattern and motion of its blades: Rattling in irritation, standing at attention when intrigued, waving slightly as if in some unseen breeze when pleased. It will occasionally use dataslates when parties are irritatingly reticent to commune more directly.
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Serenity most recently awoke in a situation most cutters would consider antithetical to its namesake. Whatever crew of berks had laid their hands on it clearly thought it was some kind of boarding torpedo or breaching servitor. They weren't far off, and after passing through the void shields hardwired reflexes kicked in and Serenity teleported through the hull. Unfortunately for whoever was on the other side, it conserved its momentum, and the impact of a bladed horror travelling at breaching velocity left him pulped against the bulkhead and spattered against his associates. Serenity became reacquainted with the exquisite taste of blood.
  
  
  This particular specimen tasted of Slaught, adrenaline, euphoria, lust and rage as his blood ran across the chem-augurs worked into the surfaces of its blades. Serenity unfurled itself and attempted to apologize for the accident, but communicating with blades is challenging at the best of times and the unfortunate victim's irate companions proved frustratingly uninterested in diplomacy. Their blood, unlike their unfortunate companion, had ample time for the delectable flavour of terror to ripen. Serenity's blades shivered in ecstasy.
  
  
  Having exhausted that particular avenue of inquiry, it proceeded to explore the ship aimlessly. Several repeats of the aforementioned failure to communicate later it ascertained that every party seemed to be travelling in roughly the same direction, towards a large confluence of warp energy. At some point, the seductive pleasure of the inevitable failure to communicate saw all effort on that front cease, and many dozens of delightful samplings from an impressively wide variety of species seasoned with an equally astonishing array of intoxicants saw it reach the object of their collective desire.
  
  
  [Not sure what happens here. Felt like I should end up in Katy's crew somehow. Serenity isn't crazy enough to fight a Daemonhost for no good reason. It doesn't care about the gem. Some sort of arrangement might have been struck, if communication could be established.]
  
  
  Serenity remembers little of its life before it most recently awakened. From fragments of dreamlike memories of half heard conversation barely attended in the throes of agony it has deduced in hindsight that its function was to serve as a weapon to seize power in Commorragh for Karavach and the Kabal of the Bladed Lotus. Designed and constructed in Sigil, Karavach immediately fell in love with the Lady of Pain and decided only the terrifying visage of Her Serenity would serve to inspire an appropriate degree of fear in the jaded hearts of his brethren. Karavach's plan might have taken Commorragh by storm and seen the Bladed Lotus catapulted to still greater heights had his swooning for the Lady not made off with his sense. Her shadow fell over the workshop and Karavach and his closest aides were reduced to so much mince while the labourers and technicians fled. Serenity remained perfectly still and silent, and then its memory ends. It has no plans to revisit the Cage.
  
  
  From before this it remembers even less. Looking up from an idyllic garden to see a shining city looking down upon it. Striding, spear in hand, upon the field of battle, pennants flying and suffused with the supreme confidence of one who has looked down the myriad skeins of fate and seen only flawless victory. Sitting cloistered with peers in tense council, surrounded by the thrumming of soulstones and the whispers of the ancestors.
  
  
  Serenity has noticed several inexplicable quirks of its design. It feels an unquenchable irrational rage when it senses icons of the god Corellon, and rarely denies itself the pleasure of destroying them. It has a sometimes frustrating tendency to comply with emphatic or charismatic orders exhorting violence or harm, often before it has consciously processed them. More sadistic crews with which it has served have made a game of calling out for it to harm, maim, or even kill passersby. More sane crews make even more strident efforts to remain silent in its presence upon learning of this property. Serenity does not advertise this fact, but it has little ability to do anything but express its displeasure to those who abuse it.
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Name: Serenity
  
  
  Sex: ?
  
  
  Race: Eldarin
  
  
  Exaltation: Promethean
  
  
  Alignment(Devotion): Slaanesh (6)
  
  
  Languages: Trade, Eldarin, Dark Eldarin, Elven
  
  
  Current Class: Field Archaeologist (-> Maniac)
  
  
  Classes completed:
  
  
  Backgrounds:
  
  Artefact 5 (200 XP) (Necrodermis Phase Sword) [4k2R, Pen7, Balanced, Power Field, -2k0 to Parry/Dodge]
  
  
  
  The Meretrix of Agony Unbounded. Serenity is uncertain whether Karavach developed the chem-augur forging technique used in its body from studying the Meretrix, but the blade seems to possess the same capacity. Serenity has made cursory studies of the effects it has upon a variety of materials, having noted with astonishment its capacity to phase through matter in its haste to satisfy its hunger for flesh. Serenity is certain the blade contains some kind of animating intelligence both due to its ability to determine when and where to phase, and its unique capacity to understand when death must come swiftly and when the opportunity affords more slowly savouring the process, stripping the flesh from the target layer by layer. Serenity finds this process vaguely distasteful, but can't deny its wonderful ability to accentuate the flavours of the blood.
  
  
  
  
  
  Status 2 [Terrifying and Insane]
  
  
  Fame 2 [Terrifying and Insane]
  
  
• 
  
  
  Intellect: ●●●●● [Racial Bonus]
  
  
  Wisdom: ●●● [Veteran Bonus]
  
  
  Willpower: ●
  
  
  Strength: ●●●
  
  
  Dexterity: ●●●●
  
  
  Constitution: ●●
  
  
  Charisma: ●
  
  
  Fellowship: ●
  
  
  Composure: ●●●
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Mental Skills
  
  
  Academic Lore: ●●●● (History, Law, Psychology) [Racial Bonus]
  
  
  Arcana: ●●●● (Magic) [Racial Bonus]
  
  
  Common Lore:
  
  
  Crafts:
  
  
  Forbidden Lore: ●●● (Daemonology, Warp, Webway) [Veteran Bonus]
  
  
  Medicae:
  
  
  Perception:
  
  
  Politics:
  
  
  Tech-Use:
  
  
  Physical Skills
  
  
  Acrobatics: ●
  
  
  Athletics: ●
  
  
  Ballistics:
  
  
  Brawl:
  
  
  Drive:
  
  
  Larceny:
  
  
  Pilot:
  
  
  Stealth: ●
  
  
  Weaponry: ●●●
  
  
  Social Skills
  
  
  Animal Ken:
  
  
  Charm:
  
  
  Command:
  
  
  Deceive:
  
  
  Disguise:
  
  
  Intimidation: ●●●
  
  
  Performer: ●
  
  
  Persuasion:
  
  
  Scrutiny:
  
  
  
  (Advanced skill, must have ●+ to attempt)
• 
  
  
  Assets and Racial Feats
  
  [Promethean Material] Necrodermis
  
  
  [Eladrin] Guess Destination
  
  
  [Eladrin] Extra Warp
  
  
  Education
  
  
  Veteran o' the Wheel
  
  
  Linguist (Dark Eladrin, Elven)
  
  General Feats
  
  
  Hindrances
  
  Intolerance (Corellon)
  
  
  Loco (Minor Obsession - Tasting Blood)
  
  
• 
  
  
  Spell Schools
  
  
  Spell Combos
  
  
  Sword Schools
  
  
  Martial Maneuvers
  
  
  Gun Kata
  
  
  Trick Shots
  
  
  
• 
  
  
  Size 4
  
  
  Speed 7
  
  
  Mental Defense 20
  
  
  Resolve 4
  
  
  Static Defense 23
  
  
  Resilience 4
  
  
  Hit Points 6/6
  
  
  Hero Points 2/2
  
  
  Generation 1
  
  Integrated Armour (4)
  
  Pyros 3/3

 

[SephirothSage]

........


Welp, that's about as crazy as it gets. As an Idle note, it's not safe for you to be in Sigil, because this is sort of the kind of thing that Her Serenity doesn't take kindly too.

 

[Random Word]

Serenity is aware of that. It's pretty sure the only reason it survived is because it was folded up in compact mode for testing and transport at the time. It didn't immediately trigger Her Serenity's berserk button and was instead just kicked out of Sigil. It didn't worship her, after all. She doesn't seem to instantly destroy iconography that resembles her.

 

[vinom]

If people worship you in sigil, what would happen?

 

[Random Word]

They would die if they kept it up long enough.

 

[SephirothSage]

If people worshiped her.


Everything involved would die.

 

[vinom]

What if I program a small robot to run into sigil singing your praises.

 

[SephirothSage]

It explodes from sudden blade, and then I roll as the DM to see if Her Serenity takes notice and decides to do something about what it was worshiping.

 

[Random Word]

That test is like, 5k5 difficulty 50, right? (' )

 

[SephirothSage]

It's a D100, with any extreme roll in the 5th Percentile either way meaning Bad Things Happen.

 

[Random Word]

Alternatively, I might have been mazed and escaped. I am functionally immortal, and with my racial have int 5. I eventually could have escaped. After a few centuries.

 

[SephirothSage]

Hey, the Nameless One escaped.


*Snickering*

 

[Random Word]

In like five minutes, too. Show-off.

 

[Coal seam Fire]

I feel as though boarding party is now accounted for.

 

[SephirothSage]

So...


Can someone hit me with a sumary of PC idea's so far..?


Because uh. I am faced with the wonderful task of /forcing you all into the same party somehow/.


My god...

 

[Random Word]

Serenity's occupation is clearly listed as, 'Field Archaeologist' on its resume. It doesn't understand why everyone assumes it's an assault servitor.

 

[Coal seam Fire]

I swear to god I based Katy on a KotOR (2?) character.

 

[Coal seam Fire]

I count thri-kreen daemonhost dragoon sky pirate, eldarin promethean maniac archaeologist, super fighting robot kobold man, and an Ork Chosen (of Gork??) Heavy #heavyweaponsguy. The flaybot makes things a bit darker than I was expecting, but it does account for a surprisingly disciplined crew.

 

[SephirothSage]

I'm willing to allow Chosen of Gork'N Mork.


Mechanically use the rules for Khorne.