Thanks for the HoH submissions, guys. I'm glad you liked the item.
Brother Hural's position is debated by the faithful. Some see him as a martyr, but others believe his end was the wrath of Saint Vedast punishing the monk for some offense. So while some see him as a hero who died honoring his patron, others view Hural as a fallen man who did not heed the saint. Go to Comment
Tan'S'krae is used in any formal situation. Weddings and mating ceremonies would probably be included, along with negotiating an offense to honor.
I have added a paragraph under "Society" to answer your questions regarding S'krae young.
I also added a few sentences about their lack of religion. In sum, it is a cultural thing, stemming from their ancestors' loss of faith following the great drought that killed most of their population. Go to Comment
The S'krae Lifeforms (Intelligent Species)
I think we could use a little more background. While a mysterious origin sounds cool, it doesn't give much content. I'd like to hear more about the organization's background. Who founded it? Why? Is there any motivation for torture beyond money?
It's a good, solid start, but some more would be nice. Go to Comment
Tattoos have long been used as deeply personal markings, often revealing that which the wearer is most devoted to. Some magi and shamans are able to create tattoos that not only mark their wearer as a member of their order, but also give powers reserved only for those who are so marked.
- Power imbued. The wearer of the tattoo is able to use exclusive magic by drawing it out from the mystical mark. By binding the power to the tattoo, a magic order can ensure that only their members can use these spells. Depending on the tattoo and power, the mark may disappear after a set number of uses.
- Summon spirit. Shamans who have close ties to the ethereal realm can bind a tattoo to a spirit. Thus, the wearer of the tattoo is able to call upon mystical creatures to aid him. These can range from airy spirits like poltergeists and wisps, to more beastly souls such as ethereal salamanders (think FF-style summon magic). Go to Comment
I was afraid the orphan thing would seem cliche, but it made more sense in my head. No dragon would accept a half-breed, and the drow would want nothing to do with him. Perhaps you're right about him looking too fierce to live in standard communities, though. I'll have to rethink him a bit. Go to Comment
So Thaxen comes from my high school era of RPing. He was supposed to be an adversary/antithesis of a elf/blue dragon hybrid. Clearly, I didn't get much beyond that stage in my thinking.
As Scras and Forganthus suggested, he obviously needed some more background and characterization. The "orphan to avenger" thing has been done to death, of course. So what could save him? Is there anything salvageable in this guy? Go to Comment
I'm a fan of mercs myself. I espeically like that this is a purely magic-user organization, and not only that, they focus on the defensive rather than the offensive. A good, solid use of magic and mercenary ideas. Go to Comment
Point taken on the length, Moon. I've noticed I tend to go overboard on explaining things. Perhaps my new goal should be shorter posts with equitable quality. I also added a few more role-play notes, though I'm afraid they're most reiterations of each other. Go to Comment
My thanks, Scrasamax. I'll try to keep up the quality.
I'm curious what you find questionable about a dragon-human cooperation. Is it the premise of their association, that the dragons needed help from mortals? or just the fact that they've associated at all? Go to Comment
Idea from the Aeneid. Could make an intriguing encounter when searching for firewood..."Quite near there happened to be a mound of earth, at the highest part of which were growing thickets of cornel and a dense cluster of spiky myrtle-stems. I went up there and tried to wrench the green growth from the ground to provide a leafy covering for our altar. There I was confronted by a horrible and astounding miracle. For from the first bush which I tried to break off...blood oozed in dark drops, fouling the earth with its spots...A piteous moan came from the base of the mound and I heard a human voice answering me: 'Why, Aeneas, must you rend a poor sufferer? I am buried here...for I am Polydorus. Here death overpowered me in a crop of piercing iron-pointed spears. And so a crop resembling javelins has grown over me...'"