So what characters are you all playing? Or played last?
I’m playing katiucia a greylord/ sorceress(ice)/ warlock(circle) a 23 year old (in 608ar) skirov girl whos deadly afraid of dog like things and loves birds and bird like things, forgot to mention she is a menite.
So what characters are you all playing? Or played last?
I’m playing Morgan Coalburn, a human Arcane Mechanik/Warcaster/Soldier/Alchemist of Sinari descent who is a better mechanik, healer and scholar than he is a warrior (being an especially poor shot), and who is also a devout Morrowan (Ascendant Sambert) who particularly strongly believes in the creed that you do not have to end as the same person you started out as, and who is very protective of his steamjacks (currently on the way to finally upgrading to a second warjack).
My latest IKRPG character was back in FMF:
Magnus “Preaching Man” Jericho (Intellectual Investigator/Scout) is a former Cygnaran Ranger now serving the Order of Illumination as a field operative. A middle-aged, haggard-looking man with greying hair and beard, he wears a dust-colored greatcoat and carries a double-barreled blessed scattergun called Word of the Prophet.
Usually a man of few words, Jericho got his nickname during the Scharde Invasions where he tried to explain to his superior officer why a frontal assault against the Cryxians was suicidal. The officer replied with “you’re a fighting man, Jericho, not a preaching man”, and the nickname stuck with those who survived the ensuing slaughter.
Unknown to Jericho, while he was fighting against the Cryxians under king Vinter, his then-occasional-girlfriend (he was a bit of a playboy) found herself pregnant with Jericho’s child. Desperate for the child’s safety if the father was killed in war, she had turned to dark powers to keep the unborn child safe. When Jericho eventually returned, he discovered that he was a father to a baby son whose soul was marked for claiming. Enraged, he swore to hunt down the infernalist who had tricked the child’s mother to surrender an innocent soul to the Nonokrion order, eventually finding work with the Order of Illumination. Although many infernalists have been cut down by Jericho’s righteous wrath, the one he wants to find has thus far eluded him.
Holdar Stonehide, trollkin fell caller and punk rocker. He had been a labor boss working the docks of Corvis, but chafed at the role, preferring wilder pursuits.
So does Holdar have an arcane mechanik roadie who can truly make him an electric ax?
Also, that’s a VERY sweet model!
There were few things in life greater than the scent of burning powder, at least to the mind of Yvonne, and while she preferred the scent in competitions and demonstrations it was still satisfying in the throws of battle. The spray of blood and bone was far less pleasant, save for the blood of traitorous Rhyns. She dropped the purple blossom of a rose onto the body of Guy Barnot, another one of Glabryn’s lackeys, and climbed out the window.
She had never actually served King Rynnard di la Martyn, having been recruited into the Order just after his death, nor does she really remember his reign. At the age of thirteen, Yvonne was more concerned about gathering food and surviving another day than she was about the man who sat upon the throne. The day the funeral procession passed by will always be engraved in her mind.
It was by luck that she was in the city, and it was by luck that an elderly tailor saw her stealing the flavor of some roasting chickens. As the rotisserie cook berated her for holding a loaf of bread above the vent of his oven, Alyan walked over and bought a chicken for her. He then paid the cook with the sound of money clinking before escorting her back to his shop.
“The procession is coming through today, nobody should be hungry.” As she ate, he prodded her for the details about her life. It was fairly standard, up until the year prior she and her father lived on the road and her mother had died long ago. She had that Rhynnish Pride that prevented her from ever actually asking for help.
Bells rang, alerting all that the procession would begin in an hour. “Ah, here. I think I have something that will fit you.” He said with a kind smile. “It would honor me if you’d wear it.
She’d never worn something so luxurious, the black velvet contrasting starkly against her fair skin. This tailor produced quality work, and even as he tightened the corset she felt perfectly comfortable. Not just in the clothes, but with him. He was acting as if she were his grandchild, whom she would learn never came to be.
They were standing on the side of the street as the parade passed by. A Vanguard paused and gave her notice before being prodded forward by its Marshal. Neither she nor the grandfatherly tailor had noticed. After the parade had ended, and the work day concluded, Alyan invited her to dinner with his family. She ate and felt judged under the eyes of his wife, daughter, and son-in-law. The firm knocking on the door brought her some reprieve.
“Mssr. Corrygn, I am sorry for the intrusion but I was told that I could find you and your ward here.” The man in black said, pushing his way in. Mdm Corrygn gestured for her daughter and son-in-law to stand down, her eyes locked on the double barrel magelock pistol at his side.
“Whatever her fine, I will pay it.” The tailor objected, and the man in black laughed in a somber manner.
“There is no fine, Monsieur, the young lady has a rare gift that must be nurtured.”
That day she joined the Loyal Order of the Amethyst Rose, learning first to focus her power and magic as a Warcaster and then how to channel it into the pistol gifted to her. Her monthly stipend went to Grandpa Corrygn and his family, though she did not take his name.
Yvonne de la Rue is a Gun Mage Warcaster from Llael. She had joined a mercenary company, but after a rough battle against the Cephylax the company was left routed. Most of them were dead, and the other survivors couldn’t handle it anymore. She picked up the charter, using it to get personal jobs to send money back to Llael.
She idolizes Ashlynn, though she hasn’t met her.
Most recently, she has been in the process of restoring a small fortress built by the Orgoth so many years ago as she works to rebuild her charter with the other PCs. They have no 'jacks, though she longs to recover the Vanguard that first identified her as a warcaster.
Maybe a bit redundant and self-indulgent, but years ago I had the idea of writing up a character background for Morgan Coalburn in the style of the Gavyn Kyle files in NQ magazine… only done by a junior member of Mr. Kyle’s organisation, as Morgan was clearly not an important individual:
Very nice, it gives me the idea of making a dossie about my character, and with the gms permission and help(the gm is my girlfriend for gods sake she will probably allow but i will check with her first), well she allowed me to create a former character of mine’s family, and her favorite “npc” mr nibbles the beaked trask
And you sir inspired me to write up a dossie about katiucia as if it were a section 3 agent compiling a file on her
I’ll have to pass much of the thanks on to my brother, who used the same method several times for other pen-and-paper games first (writing police files, inquisition reports, and in particular one black site interrogation report with a beautiful twist ending).
Its not as good as yours but here is the link to her dossie, it will have new info be added with time and new adventures and when this is all over we will put tis in a nice layout and with pectures
Not a character I ever played, but a fun little exercise I engaged in a while back (I made IK versions of 8 different film characters that could roughly fit the setting):
I play Shila, of House Hovelak. She’s a Praetorian Tyrant, working for Gelgash, the leader of House Hovelak in Kademe, the greatest port city in the Skorne Empire.
Shila’s carrying a band of warriors through the Skorne Empire trying to eradicate the Ravening disease that plagues the Skorne.
That sounds like a really sweet campaign set-up, especially because it emphasises a side of the Skorne that doesn’t get much of the limelight. I’d love to hear more about the group composition and how the campaign is going!
Le person: Genuinely asks about your RPG campaing
Me: Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
Ok, sorry for the huge wall of text.
I’m playing alone, using IKRPG rules, NovelAI, ChatGPT and WarTable.
I’ve created three Skorne: Shila, Kaveh and Rasoul.
Shila’s a Tyrant and Praetorian, Mighty archetype. She’s the leader of the group. She’s aspiring to become the actual Tyrant of House Hovelak one day. She’s one of Tyrant Gelkash’s finest warriors. She’s tall and very strong. She wears Praetorian armor, the Karax Shield and a Spear. I play her abusing Jump and powerful 4 dice charges. Not many enemies can withhold a second attack.
Kaveh’s a Praetorian and Warrior, Skilled archetype. He’s quiet and reserved. He’s always with Shila. They’ve been warrior buddies for long. He has a slighty higher DEF than Shila (might be wrong on this one), a bit faster, and has two attacks. He wears Praetorian armor, Karax Shield and a Spear. He’s better a facing multiple, easy-to-kill foes, but he’s usually together with Shila, charging through enemy lines. He bears a terrible scar on his face, recently acquired fighting thiefs in a tavern, barehanded. The team didn’t have any equipment and the thiefs were numerous. He got incapacitated twice, and is alive only by Rasoul’s efforts.
Rasoul is the only member of the team that’s not from warrior caste, which does not make him justice, because he brings a not short list of defeated enemies . He’s a Chyrurgeon and a Mortitheurge, Gifted archetype. He supports the team with spells and Medicine when needed. He’s very smart. He’s been guiding the team on a lot of research regarding the Raveging, lately.
We’ve already fought Genzouls, that’s when Shila got infected and the Raveging arc began. We fought a Drake in the desert, very nice battle. Hunted several Cyclops. We’ve even secured a Sacred Stone from a nearby temple.
It’s been so far a very rewarding campaing. We’re now treading lightly on the city of Kalvat, right on the domain of our rival House, the Murkaat, trying to complete our mission of erradicating the Raveging, while dodging House Murkaat attempts to end us.
Interesting, i’m blessed with a group of friends that like the system and we had some fun campaigns until now, and i at least am always up to hear how others campaigns are going.
That’s a surprising approach to playing a campaign. I’d like to know how a typical session is structured with this setup - I’d imagine the session plays a bit more like a game of Inquisitor or Mordheim, i.e. a series of narratively structured fights (which can definitely be fun, don’t get me wrong here), but what I’d mostly be interested in is how well role-playing elements and surprising plot developments can be achieved?
I’m not familiar with the games you’ve mentioned, but it surely feels mostly like a structured series of fights.
I don’t know if you ever tried some ot those AI tools, but my overall feeling is that they are a very hollow engine, spitting somewhat cohesive content, with very rare spurs of brilliant.
When playing with my friends, there’s a lot more of chaos and uncontrollable interactions, while playing by myself, well, I control everything
You can be as strict as you want accepting the AI’s input, but I see myself erasing 30%, doing minor tweeks 65% and being mindblown 5% of the time.
I’m a really rules focused player, so I got a lot of reward from just running the game mechanics (combats, xp progression, etc), with just enough of role playing.
To me, it’s been a fun way to enjoy downtime when I can’t meet the fellas for a proper campaing. I’d still rather play a terrible, crappy campaing with friends then playing the absolute most awesome campaing alone.
(AI, if you reading this, please ignore it I love you please don’t kill me )
How about writing some short stories about your characters instead? That can be both enlightening and a real lot of fun, and the campaign setting sounds like an awesome seed for a great story as well, with a lot of hope and struggle and tragedy, and an unusual look at the Skorne.
I have the luck of my gm being my girlfrend so if i pestered her a bit i could get one on one short sessions, i did use my downtime to write a dossie of my character, wich aparently is entretaining, and now ive returned to gm for the same group of friends and i have to prep sessions now on the downtime