Philster401
Scribal Lord
I didn't choose one, I didn't like the rules of the gods in this RPG's pantheons. If Steerpike says I need a god to follow to use my Paladin's abilities I will choose one though.
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Mythic ScribeIt doesn't appear to be a must. If Zoran was taken in by the Inquisition, then found their actions questionable, maybe he is also questioning his faith. (The Inquisition follows Tyr, I believe.)
I was mostly curious because "God" came up in Zoran's thoughts—which of course is easy to write because that's how people talk. My character's religious, so I just throw Brynhild/goddess into her speech pattern.
I once wrote a flash fix in which Athena cursed, "zeusdammit." But you won't catch Baldhart pulling any of that crap with Brynhild.
Mythic ScribeAlso I ask for enemies to surrender and they do what happens to the readied actions?
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Scribal LordMy character likes it when enemies surrender.Also I ask for enemies to surrender and they do what happens to the readied actions?
GM said:The dark elf who was holding the card is the only one who remains on his feet, an arrow in his site dripping blood. He looks at the assembled group and his fallen comrade and drops his knife, hands moving slowly up so they're outspread and even with his head.
The drow fixes his eyes on Baldhart even as his knife clatters against the stone. "I yield." The words sounds like a curse. The drow's common speech is clear and easily understood.
Baldhart said:"Did you spare the children when they 'yielded?'"
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As I choke the life from him, I say in a low voice, "Did you laugh at the little girl when her ribs were broken? Were you the one who kicked her? Laugh at this, asshole. A big girl is about to kill you with her bare hands. That pretty little girl will live, and your corpse—it will not be so pretty.
"I won't laugh as your brain leaks out your eyeless sockets, but I promise I will enjoy killing you."
GM said:The drow's eyes go wide, as he was clearly expecting to be taken hostage. He tries to twist away, but it is too late. The drow's eyes flick toward other members of the group as Baldhart chokes him. Masama stands impassively. Tarlack gaps in amazement.
Scribal Lord
Scribal Lord
Scribal Lord