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[Spiderking50]

Expect this to be up later tonight. I've been kinda sick, so I'm (hoping) planning on laying in bed and hanging around FG&RP this evening.

[Spiderking50]

For my reference.

Spoiler: Dirk Redfoot, Private Investigator (click to show/hide)

Name: My name's Dirk Redfoot, the dame had that right. Wasn't too hard, of course; said as much on the door to my office, right above "Private Investigator".
Race: All being a Dwarf means in this city is that it's that much easier to punch you in the groin.
Physical description: I'd been down on my luck lately; my favorite gray trenchcoat had been splattered with so much mud, blood and vomit, it was turning into my favorite brown trenchcoat. When I finally stumbled out of my office to get to work, I pulled my long-brimmed fedora down to shield my hungover eyes from the lamplight. Stopping in a sheltered alley to light up a smoke, my hand jumped to the wands I keep in my shoulder holster when I heard a sound from behind. It just being a stray, I pulled my coat tight against the drizzle, and set back out into the garbage heap we call New Salem.
Class: You might say I'm a Wandman for hire, and you wouldn't be wrong. Wand's are an expensive habit, but, way I see it, dying costs more.
Reason for joining: What can I say? I needed the money. And I'm not one to turn down a pretty dame. At least, I think that elf was a dame...
Goal/Desire: What did I want? A drink. Long term? Some answers, a gun and a ticket for two out of this dump.
Skills: Being a PI isn't easy; one day you're looking for a runaway spouse, (Investigation/Research 2, Tracking 2) and the next, you're facing down a bunch of thugs in an alley with nothing but the wands your mama gave you, (Wand use 2, Wand making 1) leaving you wishing you were back at your favorite stool at Lou's, the best place to get a drink strong enough to put hair on your palms. (Location Knowledge 3)
Backstory: The dame had asked about my past. It was a dark place that I prefered to only enter with the bright light of alcohol by my side. My mama, may she rest in peace, she raised me by her lonesome on a plump helmet farm just out of the Mountainhomes. I never my father, the only thing mama ever told me about him was that I got my liver from him, and that's only when she had been hitting the plump helmet wine hard. When she was sober, she taught me a bit of wand crafting, said I would need it if I ever wanted to make something of myself.
I stayed with my mama as long as I could, but the Mountainhomes went to war, and called on me to fight. I did somethings to get back home to my mama that I'd rather forget in the bottom of a bottle, but that's war for you. Of course, when I get home, I find out that mama died. With nothing left for me in the Mountainhomes, I packed up and headed to the big city. New Salem.
I wasn't much of a wandmaker, but I kept myself fed. That's when I met Susie. She was a beautiful dame, hips like nothing you've ever seen, but with expensive tastes. I never knew why she fell for chum like me in this ocean of men. Wandmaking wasn't quite paying the bills as much as I'd liked, so I started doing some... oddjobs on the side. A bit of under the table money for a hired wand never hurt anyone, least of all me, I thought. Boy, was I wrong.
It was, as all things that go horribly wrong, a simple job. Walk in, shake down the target, walk out. How was I supposed to know the guy liked trolls? It ended up with me sleeping like a baby on the gutter without the fun of getting drunk, and constant hits against my shop and home until I backed off the job. For me, the last straw was Susie. Just up and vanished in the night. I tendered my resignation very quickly after that. The shop destroyed, I set out to find Susie. Over the years, I've gotten very good at finding people who don't want to be found, but she was always better...
Even in this city, being a PI doesn't pay much, so I take some work on the side. Most of the time, there's not much to it. I knew the moment the dame walked in the door, that this wouldn't be one of those times...

Noir out the ears!

Spoiler: New Race? (click to show/hide)

Name: Elyi
Race: Elf
Physical description: Nimble, thin and dextrous. Brown hair
Class: Swinger (unarmed melee attacks?)
Reason for joining: Fame. Infamy.
Goal/Desire: ... ^^^
Distribute 10 skill points:
Charisma: 2
Perception: 2
Wand use: 0
Bow use: 3
One hand weapons: 2
two hand weapons: 0
Unarmed combat: 0
Fire magic: 0
Water magic: 0
Earth magic: 0
Wind magic: 2
Arcane magic: 2
Druidism: 0
Shamanism: 0
Tracking: 0
Law knowledge: 0
Healing: 0
Investigation/Research: 0
Smithing: 0
Wand making: 0
Politics knowledge: 0
Location knowledge: 0
Backstory: Will do.

This good?

Why can't Spriggans become druids? Why are there so many "strong but not dextrous/agile" races?

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Lazarus
Race: Gnome
Physical description: A gnome with a white beard and hair, with slightly desperate, piercingly blue eyes
Class: Wizard
Reason for joining: Researched Forbidden Knowledge
Goal/Desire: Immortality
Distribute 10 skill points:
Arcane Magic: 10 (I'm assuming that Wizards have no need to put points in elemental magic, because they use arcane magic)
Backstory: Lazarus's first experience with death was when his parents died of old age when he was a child. He was devastated, and vowed to ensure that the same thing would never happen to him. Now, past the average life-expectancy for his race, Lazarus is becoming desperate. He broke into the forbidden section of the library and stole as many books as he could. Now, on the run from the authorities, he pours through the books, looking for any way to keep himself alive...

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Moss WhistleDown
Race: Gnome
Physical description: Takes careful pains to hide that he's getting up in years for a gnome, dying his greying hair a natural brown. His wizardly robes are well stained and so covered in multi-coloured patches that it's difficult to tell what the originals were made of.
Class: Elemental Mage (Earth)
Reason for joining: Moss knows his days on the streets may be coming to an end, and he's willing to take whatever risks necessary to insure he makes a name for himself while he still can.
Goal desire: While he certainly enjoys the day-to-day of working the streets, Moss would earn the respect of some of his old family friends. He's been the running gag of the upper-class gnomes for far too long.
Backstory: Born to a fairly upper-class family and classically trained as an elemental mage, Moss fell on hard times when his family's debts began to catch up with him later in life. He turned to running jobs for less than licit clients to pay the bills. While his claims of his impoverished state have never let up, his friends have noticed that there's no way he hasn't paid his debts and extra years ago. He would never admit it, but he enjoys the thrills.
Skills: Earth magic: 5, Arcane magic: 1, Politics knowledge: 1, Location knowledge: 1, Perception: 2

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Sejuani Ironwood, Juan for short.
Race: Werewolf
Physical description: A female werewolf covered in grey fur. Her yellow eyes peer over her narrow snout, her gleaming fangs visible while in her relaxed smiling face. She wear a faded pair of black shorts, finger-less leather gloves and a light brown vest.
...
Yes her breasts do somewhat pull the vest tight, but they only a B-cup.
She is bare foot.
Class: Brawler(More martial art in nature then drunken fist)
Reason for joining: Family. Juan's father died and Mother was already dead. Thus as the eldest, Juan went to the big city to bring a steady income for her five siblings.
Goal/Desire: Along with keeping her family under a roof, she also wishes to find her teacher of the Howling Fist and defeating him in a fair fight, thus becoming a true master.
Distribute 10 skill points:
Unarmed combat 3
Tracking 2
Healing 2
Charisma 1
Shamanism 1
Perception 1
Backstory: An orphan who watching out for her younger siblings, Juan didn't seek out a life of crime. She started ligimently as a bodyguard for hire but she failed to research her customers and ended up on a drug deal.
The deal went south, but despite being tricked into something shady, Juan completed what she was hired for and got the small time crook out unharmed.
Juan put that adventure behind her until said crook called her. They were impressed by her at the time and offered a place in a upcoming gang. She would of refused, but money is money and she has been hearing rumors that her former master was a crime lord so ties to the underworld may not be the worst thing for her.

Spoiler: Indaria (click to show/hide)

Name: Indaria
Race: Cattrik
Physical description:cream-coloration with some tan splotches and a long tail.
Class: Knifeman Clawgirl ((Similar to knifeman but she uses her natural claws in combination with unarmed skill and strikes rather than actual knives.))
Reason for joining: Ran out of money
Goal/Desire: To be the best. known or unknown doesn't matter.
Distribute 10 skill points: Unarmed 10 pts
Backstory: Indaria grew up on the street, under the guidance of a skilled thief... one that needed an enforcer, and didn't want another rival. He intentionally never taught her any of his trade, but instead taught her the basics of fighting, so that he would have the protection he needed, and she would always need him. She did her job well, learning from experience far beyond what he could teach her, and together their partnership worked. But eventually he got himself caught. after his capture, she did what she could to stretch her remaining funds, but they'd never had much saved up, and eventually the money ran out. So she has hired herself out to attempt to find new work, and to continue to improve herself and her skills.

[Spiderking50]

Alright: IC is up @ http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=155130.0

I know thats a triple post, but I've been putting this off so long that its fine. Gotta make up for lost time and all that.

[TheBiggerFish]

Aw, is it too late to join?

[My Name is Immaterial]

Spoiler: Nitpicking, because I'm a nitpicky bastard (click to show/hide)

Each race and class has a numerical value associated with each stat. After character creation you'll get to see your final stats. These are fairly permanent and won't change too much through the game.

When do we get this? I like numbers, and I like knowing my odds.

Juan
There are three tiny mages loitering around your destination.

Indaria
Her body attracts your attention immediately and you know shes some sort of melee class.

Is this world like OOTS, where the game mechanics are common knowledge, and just part of daily life? If it is, awesome, but I'd have appreciated a heads up. I just find it sort of immersion breaking to have this sort of information be made Character Knowledge instead of Player Knowledge so bluntly otherwise.

I think you made a typo- there's a [/font] at the end of your post.

AAAHHH!!! OOC IN THE IC THREAD! MAH IMMERSION!!!
But seriously, there's an OOC thread, and I would appreciate it if you used it.

[Spiderking50]

Aw, is it too late to join?

I don't think I want to add more players than we already have. But if someone drops out, you'll be the one I call.

As for class knowledge, its not exactly secret for the characters. Class is the catch all term I think, because its not hard for characters to figure out classes. For example, mages are slowly changed by their magic. So if you see a guy who's hair is made of fire, you know you have a fire mage or a warlock on your hands. Likewise, if you see a lightly armored unarmed really buff werewolf girl, you can guess that she's a brawler or a martial artist. Other times it won't be as simple to figure out what someone is, but for a lot of the time characters can figure it out easily. You have a good point though, I'm not sure if they'd refer to it as a "class." Ill avoid using that word in the IC if I can.


IMPORTANT
Please put your character's name somewhere on your post. I don't have the character name to username connection down yet. It can be as a header at the begining or even just mentioned in third person within the text. Its only a temporary thing, but for now it will really help me keep track of who's doing what.


If you see something like (P) that means your character underwent a perception check. I'll make a key of what each skill correlates to when I give you your final stat pages later today.

[Spiderking50]

I owe someone an apology. Sorry for doubting you spfifle.