Dogberry

At the moment, it appears that Rogue is not a starting class. You have to get another job up to level 10, I believe, in order to unlock it. I would suggest starting out as a Pugilist, as you'll need it at level 15 in order to unlock Ninja later on. Welcome to the game!

Another day of arguing and Styrseig finally relented. The boy would come to visit for tonight only. If it went well, maybe there would be more. Dogberry's patrol couldn't end quick enough. As he made his rounds, he found himself smiling. He noticed this changed the way a lot of people reacted to him. Where usually they seemed intimidated, now they seemed much friendlier. Of course, Dogberry thought. You get what you give. Maybe, he reasoned, things could get better if he acted more positively. That his generally negative perspective meant he wasn't seeing the good all around him. As the cold, bitter air chapped his drying lips, he promised out loud to do better that day. He'd take more time to help people on his patrol. He helped a man calm a chocobo that went wild and nearly overturned his cart. He brokered a deal on behalf of a nervous goblin. He purchased and brought hot tea to someone in the cold. He even tried, in vain, to catch a stray cat. As the day passed, Dogberry decided that he would pick up a meal for two from the Bismarck to go, hop the first airship to Gridania, and take the ferry back to his place in Lavender Beds, where he'd await the boy's arrival. He received the bag full of tin containers from the waitress, and gave her a respectable tip and a courteous smile. A voice came over the linkpearl he kept for the family. "Dogberry?" "Aye, sis?" "Rhutshald won't be coming over." Dogberry took a moment to compose himself. "May I ask why?" He asked. "I just don't think right now is a good time. How about after the Starlight festival?" "A-aye," Dogberry said. "Fine." "I'm sorry, it's just-" Styrseig said. "I said it's fine," Dogberry was a little more forceful than he intended. There was silence over the linkpearl now. He began walking toward the Drowning Wench, to catch the elevator to the airship landing. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the stray cat from before. "Oh, so now you come around," he said to the cat. The cat moved forward and looked up at him. "You're probably hungry, aren't ya?" Dogberry knelt down, picked up the cat, and put it inside his big, warm coat. "C'mon, little guy, let's go home."

"I know, dammit. I know. Look, I bought him a bed. Sheets and everything." Dogberry paced around in the room he had rented from his friend and physician, Rhianna Oruissi. He was talking on a linkpearl, navigating crates and chests set around the room in various states of unpacking. "Red. They're red," he said, growing increasingly frustrated. "It's a Maelstrom--I KNOW he wants to be an Immort-- That's not the point, OK? It's something to sleep on. What, I gotta get him Sultansworn bedsheets and Raubahn branded underpants? Twelve's sake!" Dogberry sat down on his couch, and began the process of detaching his legs. After some time they become uncomfortable. "Why else would I rent a place in Lavender Beds? The whole reason I got this place was so I can be near him. Just give'm t'me every couple of days out of th'week." A pause while he listened. He deflated visably. "I know, I'm tryin' to work up to it. I figure I'll tell him once he gets to know me. He ain't dumb, he might even figure it out on his own." Another pause. "No, I'm not trying to get out of telling him. I'll tell him. We can tell him together as a family. Just let me at least build up somethin' with the boy." "No, I'm not--Bloody hells, y'think after th'life I led I want that boy anywhere near a ship? I'm hopin' th'boy displays an aptitude for woodworkin', or cookin', or hells, haberdashery. I'd rather he make a decent life sellin' hats than takin' after me." The legs were off now, and he began massaging what was left of his legs. "Hells, Styrseig, I'm sittin' here, rubbin' the aches out of a set of stumps what used t'be my legs. I've faced foes th'likes of which haunt m'dreams t'this day. Y'know what I fear more'n that? Livin' with the thought that I've not done right by m'own son." "It ain't too late, dammit. We're both still breathin'. What I did, I can't change, but I can be better." "No, I didn't write that down. I'm bein' serious here. Can I please, just spend some time with m'own son? Seig? Y'there? Dammit." Dogberry threw the linkpearl across the room. It bounced off the wall and fell into the bath.

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This dude just came up to me while I was standing around "on duty". We both look like the saltiest pirates to ever sail the Rhotano Sea. Broegadyns.

Dogberry wants only revenge. And a pony.

Jajara and Gegenji have hitbox advantage. I'd go all in on them in saltybets.

Merri and I both RP characters with magitek limbs. In his case, he's an ex-Garlean engineer. In mine, Stormwind, a magitek engineer and allagan researcher worked with Rhianna, a bonafide doctor, worked together to create just the prototype. In both cases they were lengthy, largely experimental processes. There really isn't a clinic or anything like that where you'd go to get an arm or a leg fitted. In Dogberry's case, he happened to know the right people, and was willing to pay a price well beyond any monetary value to get them.

Game Title: The One You Feed Game Type: Telltale style Adventure game a la The Walking Dead, The Wolf Among Us, etc. with elements of games like Sunless Sea and Cid Meier's Pirates. Platform: PC and Major Console Plot Summary: Dogberry, a traumatized sailor and single father who survived an attack by an angry sea god leaves his son behind to go on one last voyage on the promise of fortune and glory by his old friend and captain, as they seek a lost artifact that promises power. While under way, the voyage turns sour, and the crew turns to mutiny. Dogberry is elected captain. Now, with the ship at his command, the fate of the crew is in his hands. Does he set out to finish the voyage and return home safely to his son, or does he lead his men on a mad crusade for revenge against the very gods? The player must manage resources and keep the crew and ship in sailing condition, as well as maintaining crew morale so that no further mutinies happen. A tricky task, to be sure. The name "The One You Feed" is an homage to the old story about the two wolves representing good and evil, and the one that wins is the one you feed. It's also a nod to the very real threat of starvation, and as the player you will have to choose who lives and who dies. Special Moves: N/A. Enemies: The crew, pirates, the sea itself, the gods, starvation, the darkest parts of human nature, etc.

For all of his bluster about being a man of the sea, and life as a whaler, Dogberry has a hell of a time catching a fish. He just doesn't have the patience. Doesn't understand much about bait use. Also, he is allergic to carbuncles. It's an aetheric thing, and as such leaves him woefully inept at any kind of summoning.

[video=youtube] My candidate for the special battle music between Stormwind and Dogberry. Their level would be on a descending platform, much like the Ultima Weapon elevator, with primals flashing in and out of existence in the background.

Oh! A Trio! Dogberry, Stormwind, and Rhianna, for sure. Dogberry, the brawling sailor! Stormwind, the mexibeam Black Mage! Rhianna, the White Mage frying pan RAMPAGE!

"This? *hackhackhackcough* Just a trifle. *coughhackcough* Gonna take more'n a slight *sneezeachoosnifflesnoooort* cough an' a sniffle to take me down. I survived *coughcoughachoo!* a shipwreck an' th'wrath of *snooooort*--'scuse me-- Leviathan. All I need's a drop of whiskey. *guzzles whiskey* Good for th'constitution. *SNEEZEACHOO!*" Y'know, it would be kind of funny to have a minor thing about a bad cold being passed around by adventurers. Not really a plot, just an agreed upon "hey, this cold's going around" kinda deal.

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I knew you'd find a way to exclude Panicking Swan after what happened last time. Dogberry would be delighted to meet this Panicking Swan person.

Character Name Dogberry Himalspyr Theme [video=youtube] Stage Description In a bustling port in Lower Limsa Lominsa, with observers placing down bets while stevedores unload a ship in the background. Moveset Description Close range, MMA style fighter with striking combos and grapples. Some moves involve using a spear. Move set is mostly based on close range stunning and grappling. Special Moves The Goozle: Dogberry grabs his opponent by the throat, lifts them up, and then uses his magitek legs to jump into the air. He throws the opponent down on the ground, and lands on them, thrusting down with a spear. Just The Tip: Dogberry spins his spear and catches the opponent on the tip. He flings the opponent in the air, then throws the spear, hitting them in mid-air. Catch and Release: Dogberry hurls a harpoon on a rope at mid-range, and pulls the opponent in to close range. Intro Quotes General 1: "If you're feelin' froggy, mate, all y'gotta do is hop." General 2: "Yer mouth's writin' checks what ain't been properly endorsed, kiddo." General 3: "Fight now, drinks later?" Against a Roegadyn, Elezen, or Highlander female: "Oh, I think I'm in love." Mirror Match: "Oh twelve, the mushrooms..." Against Stormwind: "I always figured it'd come to this." Win Quotes General 1: "So much wind outta your gob I oughta tie you up behind my sails." General 2: "Y'can't run with th'wolves at night if you grapple with the puppies all day." General 3: "So, how 'bout that drink?" Against a Roegadyn, Elezen, or Highlander female: "Can we put this unpleasantness behind us? I've got a fine bottle of cognac in m'quarters..." Mirror Match: "Oh twelve here comes the purge..." *Dogberry doubles over and heaves* Against Stormwind: "Hubris. Shoulda looked it up. Who's the genius now?" Lose Quotes General 1: "Bah, I've had worse done t'me by better'n you." General 2: "'Ey, how'd you that that one thing.. with the pain?" General 3: "Ugh... Drinks now, yes?" Against a Roegadyn, Elezen, or Highlander female: "Oh, I am definitely in love." Mirror Match: "I'm sure there's a lesson about bein' m'own worst enemy but -ohgodsthepurge!" Against Stormwind: "I hope all this was worth it, mate. Good luck when it all blows up in yer face."

Dogberry would also have a lot of trouble getting married. He's got issues about that, man. My wife and I did the ceremony of Mara in ESO, and I was going to surprise her with a FFXIV account just so we could get married in FFXIV, but she'd need a level 50 character who did the MSQ's up to a certain point. That dog just won't hunt.

I try not to post in this thread more than once a day, but I'm super excited. I have a lead on forming a jug band with some friends, and I absolutely adore old timey roots music like that. Jug bands, especially. A friend of mine linked me to this, and I've been playing it nonstop. [video=youtube] If adorable Jim Henson otters playing jug band songs doesn't make you smile, I can't think of a thing that will.

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I deal with the passage of time with anxiety bordering on abject terror. And in character, I age my characters by year unless there's a worldwide time skip.

Your hair smells nice, Yvelont. What kind of shampoo do you use?

I could have Iskierka come around as an astrologer and read fortunes.

What would the Astrologers' role be?

WAAAGH!