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« on: July 16, 2024, 01:03:26 pm »
I would like to try for the shifter prestige class. I understand I would need a CDQ for this.
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« on: July 14, 2024, 01:52:37 am »
I was thinking of looking at an ox, when Dornick, the Ox merchant attacked me. I am a wemic druid. Now I am unwelcome in Center since Dornick is right in the middle of town.
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« on: July 13, 2024, 07:36:50 pm »
** translated into common**
Even as a fierce creature, I am not comfortable in my own skin. I prefer to use the abilities present in other forms more than I do my own. I appreciate the diversity of different forms, even more than I use nature's power. This is just another aspect of being natural.... less need for forged or man-made items... Maybe it is just the natural progression in my existence to become a shifter of forms.
a big muddy paw-print
Note to DM's: Yes, I would like to arrange a CDQ to continue on with my the shifter prestige class. Please inform me on how this is done.
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« on: July 13, 2024, 07:07:40 pm »
** translated into Common **
I am not alone, I have met a fellow traveler from my homeland... her name was Aka'ashi.. She took me to new places that I have never seen before... and I saw creatures that I would have never imagined. Nature is so diverse and wonderful. I am learning more of nature's way and enjoying it more and more. I can now take the form of an animal more than before.. it is such a rush to be in another skin.
a big muddy paw print
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« on: July 12, 2024, 09:56:27 pm »
** translated into Common **
Oh, how I miss the wild grasslands of Veapra. The hunt was exquisite. Wild creatures to feed me and their skins to clothe me, even though, to be honest, I prefer to be unclad. Nature has given me multiple ways of defending myself, and now recently I have learned to take the form of other natural creatures. Unfortunately, I am no longer in my homeland. I have found creatures of similiar focus on nature, but as of yet cannot understand them, nor they me. I am truly a stranger in a strange land. The locals whom I have met seem a little agitated around me, but soon grow used to the novelty of a wemic around them, proviced I do not try to harm them.
** a big muddy paw print **
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« on: June 29, 2024, 07:29:22 pm »
** translated into Common **
I've met several interesting people in this new land. I just wish I understood their language. Don't get me wrong, they don't understand my language either... I have been threatened with sharp implements of war, when all I could do is "growl" in greeting. I have found out that having an attitude of surrendering seems to placate the citizens of these lands.
** end of translation**
a big muddy paw print
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« on: June 28, 2024, 10:55:25 pm »
** a parchment with a muddy paw print **
put in various chests
10 Unprepared Pipeweed -- Flatbottomed Leaf
5 Spider Silk - 500T
1 Ettercap Silk Gland - 50 T
16 Cotton - 160 T
9 Cotton - 90 T
Yet Another 9 Cotton - 90T
** bartering and trading is not normal for the wemic peoples so please forgive any blunders **
Picked up
1 Cougar Hide Armor - 300T
1 Cape of the Panther -450T
and dropped 300 T in chest
750 Purchases
890 Drop offs
300 coin
_______
440 T Credit (not including pipeweed)
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« on: June 28, 2024, 04:18:27 pm »
** translated into Common **
I have spent the last few days exploring around this new land that I have ended up in. For the most part, the people here do not mind my presence, except in larger settlements. I dare not go near Port Hempstead, since I fear my previous captors may be around there. I have met several interesting people, even though they are short and not as hairy as I am, they seem to be congenial. Unfortunately, one offered me something in a container that tasted totally foul and made my senses reel. I threw up shortly after that. For the most part, I have noticed the people who wear metal skins are usually the most tolerant, maybe because they have been around more strange things. I am still getting used to everything needed to fashion things I find in the wilderness into useable tools in settlements. I have been to a place where I can trade pieces of metal for equipment, but am not sure why. Maybe someone can explain it to me. The worse part is only the four legged animals seem to understand me completely.
Aziza DeerTracker, Wemic Druid
** end of translation **
a big muddy paw print
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« on: June 28, 2024, 01:11:49 pm »
a muddy paw print on some parchment
** sorry my character does not speak or write common **
//OOC
I would like a place in a more natural area, where I can attempt crafting. I am considered by many to be a monster, due to my race, and I have nothing but peaceful intent. I am generally ok with animals due to my training, but would prefer an area where I am not assaulted by the sights and sounds of civilization.
~~Aziza Deertracker, Wemic Druid
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« on: June 28, 2024, 01:05:06 pm »
a muddy paw print on a piece of parchment
** deposited 250 True for 10 Branches of Hickory **
Sorry, my PC does not speak or write common, but figured a paw print was ok.
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« on: June 28, 2024, 12:35:35 pm »
On https://wiki.layonara.com/wiki/Wemic , it states Wemics are always seen carrying a few spears and a short bow. These are the weapons of the hunt, and these are the only weapons, with the exception of their claws, that are used in killing prey. So, wouldn't a wemics preferred weapon be a spear or short bow, but yet as a druid, I cannot use a short bow. Even though in my bio,
https://forums.layonara.com/character-submissions/player-submission-aziza-deertracker-wemic-druid/Finally, the day of the hunt arrived, Aziza was well-equipped with her shortbow and spears, wearing little except a bandolier and a quiver for her arrows.
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« on: June 27, 2024, 03:08:48 pm »
Silly question, or not? Wemics have 6 limbs, well 7 including the head. Do I treat the middle two (front half of lion body) like feet, boots & such, or like hands gloves and such? I'm going to assume magical items handle all four ground touching limbs so I should not need two pairs of magic boots.
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« on: June 27, 2024, 04:08:18 am »
Quick Question: If I take ranks in the Ride skill does it allow me to help someone ride me? I am a taurid, so could not ride a horse.
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« on: June 26, 2024, 04:10:07 am »
"I understand and agree to the objectives of being a druid in Layonara. I understand and agree to the rules of achieving these objectives. I understand the internal organizational structure of the druids."
I understand I may freely multiclass only to a shifter prestige class, but only after a CDQ. Any other classes will prevent me from advancing as a druid. I understand that I am part of a hierarchy of druids, even though I do not know whom I will be subordinate to, I am sure it will be revealed.
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« on: June 25, 2024, 04:15:22 am »
Name: Aziza Deertracker
Age: 7
Class(es): Druid
Race: Wemic
Subrace (if applicable):
Alignment: N
G
Deity (if devoted):
Domains (if cleric):
Biography and Description: Born and raised on the Grasslands of Veapra, Aziza was trained early in the hunt, along with her siblings. They would spend days on end mock hunting game, (and each other)... practicing stealth, and moving in for the "kill". Of course, they never would try injuring each other, this was all in play, but sometimes, accidents would happen. In that case, the wemics would go to the spiritual leader of the pride, Amina, and get healing, both from her expertise in natural remedies, and a touch of nature's favor.
Aziza was very prone to injuries, so spent an inordinate amount of time at Amina's grove. She watched intently as Amina foraged for plants to make into medicinal cures. When she was cured of her present injuries, she wanted to go foraging with Amina to find more of these plants, maybe to help herself, but mostly because it was fascinating to her that plants, properly prepared, could offer so many cures for ailments.
Soon, it was if Amina was her adopted parent, even though her real parents were alive and well. They were more interested in the hunt, to gather food for the family. As the chores of gathering herbs and plants, weaving sticks, leaves, and branches, became second nature to Aziza, she heard word of a sacred grove on another island, a long long way off. Amina told her after her test of adulthood, she would be welcome to go there with her, but first she must prove herself in the hunt.
Finally, the day of the hunt arrived, Aziza was well-equipped with her shortbow and spears, wearing little except a bandolier and a quiver for her arrows. As the day progressed she heard a deer in the thicket and tracked it down. She watched intently as it stopped to drink at a stream, then bounded off. She stealthily followed it many miles, quietly observing it in it's own majestic way. It would be a pity if she had to kill such a magnificient beast, but tradition demanded it, anyhow deer was delicious! Her carnivorous body still demanded meat, even though she could survive for a time on vegetation. Remembering the deer in the thicket, Aziza decided to hide herself in a thicket, quietly laying in wait for her prey. Soon she heard a deer, nibbling at the leaves of the thicket, and she waited patiently, hoping her body's scent would not give her away. Minutes passed, soon half an hour. The deer became a little less skittish, and then Aziza pounced on it, quickly severing it's carotid artery. She had done it! She killed a deer by herself, now she was officially an adult.
After hauling the carcass out of the thicketed area, she brought it to her parents. They showed her how to skin it and prepare its meat for long term consumption, even though as a wemic, she could probably have eaten most of it that very day. She took some of the prepared meat to Amira, gifting it to her in honor of her spiritual teachings and being a substitute mother. This too was proper.
About a week passed, Amira said she was going to Nature's Shelter on Aryte, to gather some plants only found there, and invited Aziza along. Aziza gladly accepted. Both of them build and boarded a raft and set sail eastward, poling the raft around Girrac and towards Aryte, trying to keep the shoreline in sight. On the third night of the journey, a deep fog rolled in, making sight of the shore impossible. Carried northwards by ocean currents, Aziza and Amina were soon in the shipping lanes of the other people of the Sea of Scales. Suddenly, off in the distance, Amina spotted a ship with a flag that represented the outcasts of the sea... pirates. They poled frantically trying to stay unobserved, but as luck would have it, were spotted and persued relentlessly. Shortly thereafter, the pirates tried to scuttle the raft, Amina called on her nature-given powers and tried freeing the raft, but was unable to do so. Calling on her shapeshifting powers, Amina turned into a seagull and tried to fly away. Just then a crossbow bold whizzed through the air, killing her immediately. Aziza was helpless. The pirates captured her and sold her to some humans from Port Hempstead as a curiosity for their menagerie.
Aziza was in shock, she had lost her mentor, she was sold into slavery to people she couldn't even communicate with, her frail mind just couldn't hold on to consciousness any longer, so she fainted.
When she awoke, she slowly gathered her wits about her, and waited for nightfall... The she drew upon nature's gift to weaken her bonds and cause a deep fog to roll in. As silently as possible, she escaped from the menagerie, and into the wilderness around Port Hempstead.
Deity Disclaimer: since Aziza is a druid, she worships nature, not any deity of nature such as Katia, in fact, she does not even know of any of the deities.
Race disclaimer: as a wemic, Aziza is not familiar with any other languages of Layonara, including the common tongue. Her native tongue, wemic, is a variation of Fey. Aziza is also very wary of cities of any form, they just aren't natural to her.
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« on: May 06, 2024, 01:26:05 pm »
After being voiceless for the majority of my life, I have decided to facilitate the voiceless and the voiced with training in the language of hand signs. This is in perfect accord with the teachings of Aragen, the God of Knowledge, for he says restricted knowledge turns to lost knowledge. Also it is an excellent public service to everyone interested. We will be meeting at the campfire at Center. [Sundays at 4pm CDT, hopefully]
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« on: April 27, 2024, 08:55:27 am »
maybe he should have a dependency on "cough drops" honey and eucalyptus anyone?
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« on: April 14, 2024, 09:01:31 pm »
I met another Aragenite, Jebediah, who successfully found the cure for my speech impairment. He called on the name of Aragen, and found the knowledge and the cure! Praise to Aragen!
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« on: April 14, 2024, 05:36:42 pm »
I have found that I am able to produce some sounds by using my upper respiratory tract, but am afraid that I will sound lack-witted if I try talking. Some sound combinations are impossible for me to do, and I end up coughing and sputtering uncontrollably when I try. While this may improve my chances of talking with people, I do not want them to feel sympathy for my plight. I am a faithful follower of Aragen, the Lord of Knowledge, surely I can overcome these difficulties.
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« on: April 14, 2024, 07:14:50 am »
Rather uneventful day, Sat around the campfire at Center, studying my flash cards to learn sign language. Sometimes, I wish there was another person to practice with. This gets rather boring. While examining my equipment, I noticed that my quarterstaff has a light on it. I wonder if I can dispel that effect, to make myself less noticeable, while still being armed defensively. I prayed to Aragen to grant me this ability but apparently failed removing the light from my staff. *sigh*
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