The Harbinger of Ferocity

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

I have my suspicions as well but more than anything that it wants to talk is sort of... marvelous, in a way? Surprising intrigue if we are right about what it is. I certainly would not expect that of a module either.

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When I was a cub, I found myself presented with many conflicts, both with the adults and the children of the time. One of the earliest was also exceedingly violent and resulted in my being stabbed with a pencil, which left a permanent scar, discoloration, and minor disfigurement on one of the phalanges.

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

Not to post twice but interesting turn of events. I will allow the more talkative characters first opportunity here to speak with it, seeing as it apparently wants to speak? I almost feel as if this might be a quest giving creature in itself, because this feels so out of place. Novel, that much I can say.

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I have had the fortune of seeing skies that lacked interference from man-made light. How dark and seemingly infinite it is at night leads me to understand why some people are terrified of this. How large all of it is and how infinitely small man, in turn, is too.

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I tolerate children reasonably well and for reasons I still do not understand, many of them demand my attention when I am present. It is everything to play and play-fight, although I admittedly am not supremely fond of children. It leaves me to wonder if those I do know that their children are not permitted to roughhouse or similar regularly. It is not as though they have wholly absentee fathers either or that I am often present. Perhaps it just comes with my demeanor as a patriarch.

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It does all make perfect sense in the end in my case, @Chasebloodcrest, the lone difficulty seeming to be in the extent which I need confess and express finding me lacking in words to do it justice. A pleasure to know that some semblance of what I mean to convey carried over. As for us cats, we have a certain quality that I could believe leads people like your sister do collecting more.

I suppose I need render another fact too in order to be inline with, this time being that the earliest memories I can recall amidst the overwhelming blackness, are all related to cats as well.

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Allow me to answer that by foremost stating there is no adequate scale to define my love for everything feline. There is nothing else in the entire world I pour more passion and love into - nothing I legitimately care about in the same sense. I have been exposed to great horror and enormous triumph, yet nothing is more sincere to me than that which is of Felidae, and everything else feels distant as though I cannot feel it unless it involves these things. I have sacrificed tens of thousands of dollars into the conservation and preservation of the cat and all its forms. It has been a point of mine to learn all the various forms of communication that they may display and to know what it means without thought, even when I knew the answer already to begin with. All of my extraordinary experiences internal have come to me as felid in variety; even in my instances of near death, these things carried with me.

Countless hours of my life have been committed to the study and the pursuit of the understanding; classes, dissertations, dialogues, essays, speeches, what have you. My blood burns with agonizing violence at the sense of maltreatment unto these things, just as swiftly as it can run cold and bring a sense of terrifying calm in embracing the symbolic meaning. My domain is decorated in fragments of fossils and artwork, bones, relics, all of this one brand of carnivore. There is joy beyond joy to be just in the presence of them and it is what one would call a religious experience to be in some of these ancient places with them.

@Chasebloodcrest, there is nothing in this world that is as much me as I am it. A simple "one-hundred of one-hundred" does not describe it.

The Roleplayer Confessions Thread

Seeing as we are resurrecting topics from the long dead, I suppose I could share something in this vein as it is still interesting, even years later. That said, the first of which I have to share is that I am woefully self-conscious about writing human characters. How does one write for people? For the life of me, even if others claim it is fine or better yet well-written and credible, I dread writing anything outside of those animal, namely those things people. At least with some fantasy races or fictional species such as with those things extraterrestrial I can tap into their undertones and make them closer to overt, to make them different and distinct, but people? Writing people is a terrible experience for me because I haven't the faintest how they should behave as people. As characters, certainly, that is no challenge - what motivates them, what they think, why they think it - but how to encapsulate that as a human being? A different challenge altogether.

The second that I will share for the time being is that I absolutely despise not being able to continue characters. The idea of writing expendable, or that which I perceive as such, characters who cannot progress from topic to topic with time is just a baffling and frustrating thing. I came up in a time where it was unusual to have more than one character and all the investment, everything itself, went into that one character, who moved and progressed through various narratives and places. Yet now it feels as though the written roleplaying world is made up of but islands, all separate, and to the extent that one cannot even navigate to most of them from another. Thus one needs make a character for each and that certainly does rub the fur the wrong way.

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I have never once used a "face claim" image that I did not own for a character. Every character I have attributed artwork to, I owned and had purchased, as well as had commissioned, specifically and solely for that individual. This leads me to maintain a large gallery of defunct characters and their associated pieces as it is very difficult in this era of roleplaying to carry on with one continuous character.

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If there is a singular rule in any gaming system that I have always had trouble understanding despite knowing it, no matter how many times I revisit it or can use it, "To Hit Armor Class Zero" - THAC0 - is easily the most difficult. For those who do not know, the way to calculate the number needed to hit is the To Hit Armor Class Zero subtracted from the target's Armor Class, rather than just rolling a number, adding bonuses, and attempting to meet or best the Armor Class.