Beatrix

Oh Netflix…

Marik said
Sounds like the kind of stuff that involved people claiming that harry potter and pokemon were of the devil.

And that's just the tip of the iceberg

Oh Netflix…

Marik said
It’s not actually on my list, all those movies spawned from a documentary list while I was browsing. Heh, I added those two movies to my list and then did the picture, just to clear the confusion. Was Jesus Camp any good though?

Let's just say that it made me feel sick to my stomach worse than some crime shit I've watched. The brainwashing is seriously stomach churning.

cabbage thread

Cabbage helps soothe the breasts of nursing mothers.

Drakel Travels

That must be some dope ass shit you be takin if you can't spell Oregon.

Oh Netflix…

I see Jesus Camp in your list... That is one of the more disturbing ones that I have watched.

:)

While looking through my fabric in the hope chest, I found a ball of yarn that I was unfamiliar with, especially since I do not remember getting it whatsoever. I'm happy, because I now have a new crochet project.

Bea Plays Icewind Dale

The group had just settled in at the inn at Easthaven, a fast growing settlement in the tundra in an area only known as Ten-Towns. The history of this group is widely unknown with the exception of Lucien who has been hunting those who cast a plague of undead on his home land, though none know where that was. While they were enjoying their drinks, a man approached the group and introduced himself, curious of the new arrivals.

He was friendly with his question of their identities. Lucien looked up from his drink with a stoic glare. "Who I am is none of your concern," he replied.

Hrothgar smiled. "A spirited one, eh? I like that." His tone went from jovial to serious yet friendly still. He warned them that he was in charge of Easthaven's citizens and protection, and anyone who brings ill-will shall answer to him. After the warning and seeing how weary they were, he gave them some directions as to where to purchase items and where to lay their heads. Seeing their potential, he asked them to stop by his house to discuss some "matters". Lucien waved him off as he downed the ale still in his pewter mug.

"So, what do you think? Should we go speak with him?" Celeste asked the group. She could see the concern on Hrothgar's face, and there was another matter on why he gave them directions of where places were, particularly focusing on equipment. She brought this up to them.

"Let's pool our money together to see what we can afford in the way of equipment then before we set off to help this settlement," Konros Harlon suggested. The rest of the group agreed and laid all the coins they had on the table. "610 gold pieces. Enough for some basic equipment outside of these walking sticks."

"I like my walking stick," Mirana stated as she took a sip from her tea. She was the only person who was not drinking mead. Most people tend to ignore her. This time was no exception.

"Just make sure there is enough for me to get a sword that will bash a mother fucker's head in," Koka replied. "It's gotta be a good one or else I won't fight."

"Some of us don't require expensive weapons and armor," Ser Dervish Dervington replied to Koka. He turned to Konros and remarked, "We will be good with simple armor and simple weapons that don't require a lot of materials or effort into making."

"Then let us head to the stores to procure what we need," Lucien replied.

"And help those that we can as well," Celeste added.

They all motioned in agreement, except for Mirana, but she followed them out of the tavern. What a strange group we are, she thought as they left the warm tavern into the cold weather.



They used all their money and equipped everyone with weapons for the time being. The money they had on them was not enough to get everyone what they wanted, but it's what they had. Pomab would not accept their staves, so they all tossed them to the ground. Except for Mirana, but then again, she was weird. They put on their armor that they purchased. Only Mirana refused armor, but she is the strange one. Let's just hope she doesn't get hit or else she would die, and no one had the money to bring her back to life.



They went back to the tavern to help Grisella with pests in her basement. Easy feat, and they quickly dispatched the beetles and got a rewared for their efforts. Every little bit counts... But as they were taking a walk around, a small child ran up to them for help getting his fish back as monters took it. They found that the monsters were goblins. Dervish quickly casted entanglement on them but some still managed to escape and find their way to them, while Mirana used her magic to fire a missile at what appeared to be the strongest enemy. It was an easy battle, with only Dervish and Konros suffering damage. They'll live. Tis but a flesh wound. They found that there was plenty of loot that they could sell for a little more money for some more weapons. That might help a bit...

Bea Plays Icewind Dale

Well, gotta make dinner for the family. I will start playing it and doing some writing and musings among our characters after Mini-Bea goes to bed, which will be in a couple of hours. I could have gotten better stats for everyone, but I didn't want to spend an hour rerolling for each character while chasing a 4 year old and trying to keep her from marking on things and feeding play-doh to the dog. But I hope you all are satisfied with your characters. I can change the colors of your clothing, but not skin and hair. If no colors were mentioned, I kept them the avatar default.

Bea Plays Icewind Dale

Joegreenbeen said
*Glares with pure hatred at your luckiness in getting here first.*

I'm sorry Joe... When I do IWD2, you will get first dibs. I will even message you to let you know, and there is a lot more customization for IWD2 as it is a different (and newer) form of D&D.

-edit- I have made changes to the character post to show everyone what we're working with.

Bea Plays Icewind Dale

Dervish said
If there's room! Couldn't reply earlier.
Name: Ser Dervish Dervington
Gender: Manly man.
Image: Second last row, first image. White robes with mace and goofy facial hair.
Race: Half-Elf
Class: Druid
Alignment: Neutral
Abilities: Constitution and Intelligence
Other: Skilled in typical druid fare, which I presume is mostly calling upon mother nature to do gang hits for me. Throw in a mace for smacking people around and fracturing femurs and codpieces.
Colours green and white.
Biography: Leaving this blank for now!

I can't do the mace, but I can do the club. And good stats for a druid would be wisdom and charisma, but I have allocated to accommodate for those two while keeping your wishes. The biography would be put in now, but I will leave it as the default for now.