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Rogue Trader Anyone?

Sure, why not, I got the rulebook in pdf. I've never really looked through it though, been trying to find a dark heresy game but Rouge Trader could be fun.

NIGHTCALL: An 80's Styled, Neo-Noir, Urban Fantasy Adventure

@Dead Cruiser Ah, so a world of darkness sorta thing? Understood. Can I be a dad-joke making minor lich? Like a Cop who got exposed to magic from the big bad and accidentally got his soul put into his Service Revolver or something? I want to start about as low power as possible to avoid Sue-dom and allow development.

NIGHTCALL: An 80's Styled, Neo-Noir, Urban Fantasy Adventure

This seems like a really interesting theme and a cool setting, However, I was wondering if you accept Joe Schmoe characters. Non-magical and frankly mundane ex-cop, P.I. , or Basement dwelling occult nerd thrust into a world of eldritch horrors. I even do great one-liners. If you'd be alright with that I'll put on some Carpenter Brut and Saint Pepsi and bring out one of my old Shadowrun CS.

The Valley

I assume the tech level of the Valley is pre-renaissance? I was thinking of playing some sort of Librarian/sage apprentice dude with minor Pathfinder cantrips, lore skills, and some general crafting skill like your standard low fantasy wizard. If that's okay with you I can post a CS buy the time you reply.

The Valley

I assume the PCs are rather low fantasy? Are we like farmers, smiths, and the occasional militia man or what? Certainly an interesting and simple idea. I'm interested.

The Accomplished

How powerful are our characters to be? A wizard in Pathfinder can create entire pocket dimensions and stop time in short bursts. I want to know exactly HOW overpowered we're allowed to be.

Chronicles of Altea

Fredrick Ferdinand

Independent/MIA Luminous Knight

Fredric realized that this was the end. That last firebolt had blown off most of his plate armor, and knocked him on his back and into the charred remains of the rest of his squad. Racked with pain, he struggled to get up. Six of the seven men that made up the ring of mages around where he stood were now walking closer. The mages then picked him off of the ground and started shoving him around. Back and forth he was pushed, kicked, shoved and spat on until his inner fire reignited. He was managed to secure the stable footing that allowed him cast smite on the closest thug, killing him in a flash of light.

Before the five other men could move in for the kill a voice bellowed. “Wait! This one still has some fight in him!” The rest of the mages took three steps back as their leader, Mob boss of the ChaHorrnets, stepped into the ring.

“I want this lumie for myself! His friends didn't even last five minutes.”

“You filthy, power hungry, vile monsters all deserve to be purged!”

“You still think you can even lay a finger on me? Then go right ahead! I want to see if you'll bleed out or if I cauterized your wounds trying to cook you alive”

A mage then threw him his blued and scorched billhook. After a short bit of fumbling, Fredric sluggishly slashed at the boss with his pole-arm. The mob boss jumped, ducked, and sidestepped every sweep, cleave, and thrust.

“You're going to have to do better than that! Oh this is fun!”

Enraged even further with this taunt, He gripped his pole-arm firmly and swung it over his head and at his opponent's skull. The strain of this ripped apart his back's charred flesh in a sickening pop. The boss dodges and counters with two slashes to Fredric's face, severing his mouth's tendons and causing his jaw to hang limp.

The pain set Fredric over the edge and overwhelmed him with righteous fury. He went berserk, throwing aside his billhook and brandishing his scourge and war-hammer. With a cry of anguish he charged the laughing mobster. Even though Fredric put every ounce of energy he had into the flurry of blows, they were all easily dodged and deflected by his opponent's sword. The boss then struck with his emblazoned hand right at Fredric's now ripped hauberk, burning a hole through his rent gambeson and through his abdominal flesh, exposing the muscle underneath.

In a final struggle for his life, Fredric imbues his own hands and abdomen with Luminosity, cancelling out the magic. With the magic nullified, he pushes the cretin's hand way from his flesh, and tackles the boss unto the muddy street. “I'm done playing with an insect like you!” bellowed the mobster. Fredric is easily thrown off and is sent sailing into the ashes of his slain friends. “You lumies need to learn to respect your betters!” The boss easily pins Fredric to the ground. He then starts shoving and smearing the ashes into Fredric's eyes, nose, and unhinged maw. The burning is excruciating as the ash is shoved down his throat and fills his lungs. Unable to even move anymore, his body goes limp. The mobster gets up and tries to dust himself off. “Put him in the carriage, I have plans for him. I'm going to send a message to everyone in this forsaken town.”

Chronicles of Altea

@Laue We can come up with our own story lines. I'm originally a tabletop player so I know to set up and drive narratives. We are loyal to the Luminous Knights but with the relationship Nala and Fredric have made, it complicates things. Our initial first few posts are going to be focused on re-connecting with my former battalion, and finding a non-slave position in the Order for her. The only thing you have to worry about is how NPCs react to our actions. It won't be anything too ridiculous. Some potential ideas is to make us antagonists to one or both other groups. The mages could hate my ideals and the LK could brand me a heretic to be purged. There are quite a number of ways to handle us. Some of the players may become sympathetic or hostile against us in RP as well. If you need to "work us in" we can cooperate.

Chronicles of Altea

@Laue Our entire schtick is that we are a "third option". We assumed that there would be more than enough players to tell a story in the way you want while we interact with your world in a unique way. Our characters are built around eachother. To separate them would force us to completely re-write them. We aren't going to be a complete wrench in your plans but everything about them is designed to compliment the other.

Chronicles of Altea

Yep @Aylers, We are. Join the Knights, we're fun and have supernova punches. Gas the elves, race war now.