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1: Bartholomew’s age: 75
If you will give me the space, I would happily change his age to 67 or yes, 70 (67 happens to be the year that I was born actually) But, when I conceived of him, I knew that I would be RP’ing a character, at the final tip of his waning years.

I am of the opinion that having an aged person in a group of young people, adds flavor, and years of knowledge that is sometimes useful, and, sometimes annoying. I feel that it can enhance the RP.

2: alignment
Yes I do agree that CN, seems a streamlined pinnacle. Based on the characters bio, he started off as a simple farmer, then got on willingly recruited into an orc army, and found himself fighting for some cause he does not believe in, and then being released from all that because of the futility of the circumstances, to me, it does not seem unreasonable that he could have a chaotically neutral alignment. If you are nice to him, he might be nice to you. If you treat him poorly, he may treat you poorly. He may do either, depending on no circumstance at all. His life has been, just as unreliably chaotic.

3 classes.
At the risk of not writing the next War and Peace in Bartholomews bio, I did simply gloss over his youthful years on the farm, but arguably his discovery of magic could have been nurtured by his father or an elder, as farm work is never as simple as tilling the land and planting seeds. There are so many other layers of technical work it doesn’t seem unusual to me that magic might come in handy.

I don’t disagree that it is conceivable. He may have picked up his understanding of magic during his years in the Clawfoot clan, perhaps, mentored by another, unwilling recruit / slave, but I was slightly reluctant to have him have too many personal connections with the Clawfoot clan, so that he could break his ties more evenly. But I’m open to anything.  What other additions to his bio might I add to resolve this?

Thank you,

Brutus, Clawfoot

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Character Name:
Bartholomew Clawfoot

How old is your character at creation?:
75

Character Race:
Half Orc

Character Gender:
Male

Character's alignment?:
NG or CN? (Whichever fits?)

Characters God
Shadon

Character Birthplace?:
Outskirts of Vehl

A brief synopsis.

Long before the settling of the land, Bartholomews destiny was, in some ways, carved by the chaos and strange mingling of races as the result of so many wars and skirmishes. Born in a farming region, not far from Vehl, his childhood years were spent tilling the land and tending the animals. But as is the way with war, fighting broke out in his region, and he found himself plucked from the farm and thrown into orc society as an unwitting member of the warmongering Clawfoot clan. He spent his more formidable years in lower ranks among the clan. Because of his Brutish shape and size, he was quickly regimented to infantry work, and thrown into hand to hand combat, narrowly escaping death too many times. But along the way, he never lost connection with his years on the farm and the many skills and craft work, he learned, Including some meddling in the necessities of magics. In between raids and battles, he spent his time slowly honing his own craft, and conserving his resources, swearing to one day, leave the clan and set out alone for a life once again on the farm.

In his late 50s, the chance arrived. An ambush attack and resulting battle so brutal and devastating, it ripped through the heart of the Clawfoot clan, scattering many of its officers and hierarchy. Bartholomew found himself alone on a field riddled with bodies, and no one to report to. He easily resolved to travel as far away from that place, as he could get where the climate is, still warm and hospitable to farming. He found a plot and staked a claim, and slowly building from one small row at a time, seed by seed, on a stretch of land, he could call his own.

There he remained until his later years, working the land and refining his craft. Using magic, and nature, rather than brutality and weapons, at peace with himself, and expecting to someday die happy in that place.

Years eased passed and were dotted by hard work and mental introspection. In his spare time he developed more and more study of the fundamentals of magic and the necessary properties. This, aided him in his farm work, and extended, otherwise limited working hours. He felt that with practice, he might be able to harness the power further. Could he excel at wizardry?

Not long from them, one fateful day insured that he would be left with no other choice.

He woke that morning, ready to harvest some tobacco weed he had spent a whole season growing. He stepped out of his meager cabin, pitchfork in hand, and greeted the thunderous, crashing, calamity of war, sweeping right to his front door, causing tremendous destruction and ruin. Unexpectedly, he found himself mixed in to it, fighting for his life, with a pitchfork, and a rudimentary understanding of magic. Too many blades came perilously close to ending his folly on that day. And when it was over, his farm, and land had become spoiled by the wastes of tragic death. Everything he worked so hard to create had become lost to the ages once again.

Without a thought, he traded his pitchfork for a blade, packed as much provisions and gear, as he could fit into his bag, and set out on an undefined quest to put an end to it.

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Introduce Yourself / Re: Do my characters still exist?
« on: August 01, 2023, 11:48:45 pm »
Hop on in. The water is warm!  ; )

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Wild Surge Inn / Mangus visits the orphans
« on: January 20, 2021, 01:47:40 am »
Mangus walks into a nondescript house in Vehl where the women of the poor, make do as best as they can to help manage the dark destinies of innocent children who otherwise have nothing, and no one to care for them. Ever short on resources, they survive on a patchwork of scraped together supplies, always shortest on the list: food. The nourishment the children need, can sometimes be the furthest from reach. And Mangus knows this.

He knows this place well. He spent his early childhood there. He knows the feeling of hunger the children all share, and the plainly visible desperation in the faces of the women who work tirelessly to care for them. More troubling to him, he knows the carelessness with which the city, and the world  around that place, regard it. To them, it is unseen, barely noticed, forgotten. They pass by that house on their way to some duty of such greater importance, as if it wasn’t even there. It is not even scenery to them. And Mangus was that; the element they didn’t see. Some horrible distraction, to be avoided, and ignored. But his youthfulness and ignorance shielded him from such stark realities, and his constant hunger, gave him something else to focus on.

Although, he was one of the lucky ones. As he looks back on those days, he realizes he did not grasp the importance of his fortune, until much later in life, and so much of it, he doesn’t remember at all.

But he does remember the moment a woman walked through that door carrying a bag and asking for the whereabouts of Mangus Clawfoot. It was the day he met his grandmother,  the day, he received a fighting chance, the day he became Mangus Crunch. And that stayed with him. Along with it, he maintained a keen regard for the greater importance for any one of those children, to also receive a fighting chance. And as he gained his footing with the help of his grandmother, he developed a broader commitment to that cause. He made a vow to himself, and no one else, that, when he could help, he would.

And on this day, he enters that nondescript dwelling in Vehl with a bag in his hand, and sets it on the counter. A woman there looks up at him almost alarmed. His disposition is very imposing to her.

He regards her gently, and speaks in a soft voice.

Er brings diss coin fer dem orphans. See dat dey eats good tonight.

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Trade and Market Hall / Re: Angels Guild--Adventure Outfitters
« on: November 04, 2020, 01:43:25 pm »
 *Mangus comes marching into the shop, trips on a shoelace, and falls flat on his face. He gets up, shakes himself off,  bits and pieces of blood and debris fall to the floor from some unknown creature  who’s blood is still dripping off of his club *

Dang it!  Er needs dem Stone Shealth Boots!  Er been sav’n up! How much is Dey?  Er puts diss much in dat boots chest an move dem boots over to dat special orders chest.

*he hands you a note, cursively devised by a graceful hand, clearly not written by him. It reads: $53,000*

Er gets deh rest soon, unless dem glass ingots Er dropped off was any help?

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Trade and Market Hall / Re: Angels Guild--Adventure Outfitters
« on: November 02, 2020, 01:29:15 pm »
Mangus delivers 33 Glass ingots, 3 of which, he drops and breaks....

 Mangus deposits 30 Glass ingots into the chest.

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Trade and Market Hall / Re: Angels Guild--Adventure Outfitters
« on: October 23, 2020, 08:01:11 pm »
Angels Guild is offering the following contracts which will pay twice the usual amount payable in store credit toward a purchase.

10 raw gems of adventurine for 200 true credit. //raw gems not cut, sorry for the mistake.  Fullfilled by Bron for 200 credit.

Box of Cranberries for 2000 credit

40 platinum nuggets or 20 platinum ingots for 8000 true credit.

These are one time contracts so if interested, please respond here and turn in the materials within a months time(1 week real time).  If these are not taken up in the time allotted, they will be withdrawn.

Daniel.

Mangus  delivered 28 of 40 platinum ingots. He shall deliver 12 more in due time

 Mangus returns sometime later with 32 more platinum ingots for a total of 60

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Trade and Market Hall / Re: Angels Guild--Adventure Outfitters
« on: October 23, 2020, 07:57:19 pm »
 Mangus delivers 60 platinum  ingots

“Mebe Er gets credit for dese?”

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Trade and Market Hall / Re: Cailomel Goods and Wares (updated)
« on: October 14, 2020, 09:16:18 pm »
Mangus takes a  fire enhancement IV  =12,000 and a +3 ring of strength =?  And leaves $24,000  coin promising to pay the difference if he guessed wrong.

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Important Layonara Announcements / Re: Layonara moving to NWN 8193.15
« on: October 01, 2020, 09:08:55 am »
Better to ask on discord because folks check that more often

 Thanks for the heads up. I’ll have to figure out where discord is.

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Important Layonara Announcements / Re: Layonara moving to NWN 8193.15
« on: October 01, 2020, 09:07:06 am »
Thank you weeping Lilly!

- I can’t believe I’m able to play Neverwinter nights on my iPad!  But the thought of being able to play Layo on my iPad? Too many Christmases for one Half Orc to bear!

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Important Layonara Announcements / Re: Solicitation for some donations
« on: October 01, 2020, 12:26:38 am »
 I’ll pitch in if I can get back in.  I’ll be playing EE on my iPad

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Important Layonara Announcements / Re: Layonara moving to NWN 8193.15
« on: October 01, 2020, 12:22:38 am »
 Do I need a new password to log back in? It’s been a pretty long time, and my old password isn’t working.   Sure would like to go wandering around Layo again.  If I can get back in, I will happily contribute to the server costs!

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//Not sure how to post in a new topic these days so I’ll just stick this here for now//

The revival of Mangus Clawfoot

Dust is duh stuff what happened to meeeee
Dust is duh stuff what Er come to
beeeee
Dem years of adventures an’ goblins Er
Smaaaashed
An’ dungeons Er scrolled in, an’ giants Er
Baaaashed

Er say,
Dungeons Er scrolled in, an’ giants Er
Baaaashed

What fer Er becomes from slash’n an’ thrust’n me bastard swords blade?
Nuth’n but duuuust
What fer Er becomes from shash’n an’ thrust’n me bastard swords blade?
Nuth’n but duuuust

Er remembers duh names erv me maties in aaaarrrms
Seteece, an’ Pathfinder an’ Bjorne, an’ Armaaaaaaan
Plenarius, Brisbane, Ozzy, An’
Laaaance!
An’ too many fallen in forgotten
Laaaaands!

Er say,
Too many fallen in forgotten
Laaaaaands!

What fer Er becomes from slash’n an’ thrust’n me bastard swords blade?
Nuth’n but duuuust
What fer Er becomes from slash’n an’ thrust’n  me bastard swords blade?
Nuth’n but duuuust

Er finds me a hole in duh ground down belooooooow
Uh place where me meets uh dragon of
Oooooold
She ain’t no lady! She gimme her breeeeeath
An’ there in dat hole Er finds me
deeeeeeath!

Er say,
There in dat hole...
Er finds me death!

What fer Er becomes from shash’n an’ thrust’n me bastard swords blade?
Nuth’n but duuuust
What fer Er becomes from shash’n an’ thrust’n  me bastard swords blade?
Nuth’n but duuuust

An’ there Er remains turn’n to
duuuust
Er passed away. Me sword turned to
Ruuuust
When slowly uh wind comes bowing my way
Uh magical wind swirling up me remains...

Er say,
Magical winds swirling
up me Remaaaaaains!

What fer Er becomes from shash’n an’ thrust’n me bastard swords blade?
Nuth’n but duuuust
What fer Er becomes from shash’n an’ thrust’n  me bastard swords blade?
Nuth’n but duuuust



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General Discussion / Re: Returning Player
« on: September 19, 2020, 06:16:19 pm »
Way cool! RL  just put up a few road blocks, but I’ll be bulldozing them over in a few days then I’ll come a knocking! Can’t wait to get back! 

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Important Layonara Announcements / Re: Layonara moving to NWN 8193.15
« on: September 19, 2020, 05:31:35 pm »
*Brutus Clawfoot  find himself awake at once deep in the bowels of a forgotten dungeon. With a terrible gasp of hideous Half-Orc breath, he yelps and lands in to a vague and rough consciousness.*

Huh?

*He looks around, bewildered and in a funk. He is slow to shake off the thick muck of too many years lost to the either.  The dungeon walls are closed all around him.  His new awareness is muzzled by his complete isolation. Modern devices such as iPads and EE versions, are of no concept to his existence. Only  the four walls of his personal dungeon have any  relevance.  He stares into the darkness quieted by his predicament. Then suddenly there is a flash of blue light that blinds him temporarily. The light remains in a circle of energy and promise.*

What the...?

What’s dat? Some kinda portal? Er wonders what’ll happen if Er goes walk’n in to it?

(To be continued) 


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General Discussion / Re: Returning Player
« on: September 19, 2020, 04:20:37 pm »
Hi there Merlin! I kind of remember you. It’s been a long time for me as well. I’ve been thinking about jumping back in now that NWN is available for iPad. I’m curious to see how your transition goes? -or went? 

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Aw...  I miss Leanora. Ain’t got no computer no more though. If only I could get it on my iPhone. 

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Layonara Server / Super cool! I can't wait to
« on: December 15, 2014, 07:06:37 pm »

Super cool! I can't wait to get Mangus to jump into the new gig! Only $40 a month! Long live Layo! You guys rock! Have I mentioned that you guys rock? You guys rock!

 

-man do I miss this place...


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Rumour Has It / Mangus, Still seated at the
« on: November 01, 2014, 04:39:26 pm »

Mangus, Still seated at the bar with Grog gives Grog a look of excitement, at the mention of where-rats although, privately he wonders if Grog, like so many of the other Orc's he has met in his travels since leaving his grandmother and the human populated village he grew up in, was familiar with the Orc delicacy, smoked were-rat and squash soup. He doesn't actually mention it to Grog fearing that Grog may not be familiar with it, and like so many people he has met in his travels, Grog may be repulsed by it. Regardless, Mangus is reminded fondly of the flavor of smoked where-rat and squash soup. He can almost see his human grandmother preparing it. Chopping up the large orange pumpkin, in to little bits, skinning the were-rate, pre-frying the onions and other seasonings in pig fat. He, himself, would secretly have preferred she'd have not skinned the creature, some interworking of his being prefers to eat the thing with its hair on, but he enjoyed her recipe, and found himself missing it.


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