GM Brayden's PFS First Steps: "Intro to Lore" - Group 1 (Inactive)
Game Master Brayden Green

Opening it up for one more. I am taking a beginning group of PFS players through the intro series. Read some of the gameplay and discussion thread and apply if interested.

Thanks. (We just started and have a player who dropped for real life stuff)

Any specific role you would like us to fill? I have this guy made long time ago for a specific PFS game which never got off the ground. I can either retype or send you his char sheet, if needed.

I would say to post the basics of the character, and the group will select the person they want, if they meet the basic requirements of posting (once per day minimum, not too bad.)

Make your pitch to the group, as it were. Both as a player, and as a character :)

Typical Archer Ranger, created long time ago, could be that he is not "optimized to the max" , but I'd say he is able to hold his own. He knows when sneak, when to shoot, when to charge and sometimes even - when to run ;-)

More details could be found in the profile - I just copied old character sheet from text file, I will update it using appropriate formatting rules.

Late, late again...what a doofus I am. Single most important night of my future "grand" opportunity, the only real chance to... - Haraldir was hurrying through the night down the street covered in mud. Lost in this thoughts, he did not notice a puddle right in his way. Splosh! Oh, man...even this now. Well, on these boots it probably won't even be noticed.

Haraldir was clad in very typical outdoors clothes - drab and thick linen shirt, pants which were once blue, obviously of very sturdy make, an undetermined light green piece of clothing which resembled overcoat, and a heavy brown cloak, patched in several places. Each and every piece of clothing had at least one, if not several pockets, and it was obvious that some of these were stuffed with minor items. He carried a large rucksack on his back, filled to the brim, a quiver with dozens of arrows was firmly tied upon his left thigh and he carried what might be considered a very large bow.

Although he was not used to the big city, instructions were simple enough, and he found the festhall with no issues. Entering inside, he found himself in a completely new world for him. It was not his first time in a festhall (actually, it was his second), but he was almost bedazzled with the sounds, smells and especially sights within the establishment. His eyes were trying to capture all the lovely looking food, strangely colored drinks, fancy dresses and...girls!!

Surely he stuck out like a sore thumb among these fine dressed and behaved people, looking more like a porter, than a would be explorer, chartered by the Pathfinder Society. He was approached first by one of the servants, and after presenting himself, by a noble clad in red and white. With some hesitation he has accepted their offer to leave his "additional baggage" in a separate storage-room, along with his bow and arrows. However he flat out refused to part with his viciously looking dagger, hung at his belt. Remembering the advice of his uncle Konstantin (The fancier his dress, the less your trust!), he made sure to remember the shortest way to this storage room, as well as the face of the servant-boy holding the keys to the room.

He had to exert his willpower to the fullest, in order to be able to refuse approach of one of the lovely looking (although, truth be told she had a bit too much make up for his taste, but her smell....), constantly reminding himself of his task. In places like that, keep your hands on your gold, and your weapon...always! - he constantly repeated another of his uncle's advice's, while climbing the stairs.

Red dressed fop told him that the party (party?!) is upstairs, so he headed in that direction. Approaching the table slowly and uncertainly, he eyed people already present - all of them obviously in good spirits.

"Good evening to ya all, my name is Haraldir. Haraldir k'Asar ke'Atem" - he makes a slight pause, more out of nervousness, to check if they are listening to him at all, rather than to emphasize what is to follow - "It will be my honour to escort you to...wherever Society told you to go"

He bows his head slightly, unaware that his left hand is nervously tapping the hilt of his large dagger, and after nodding courtly to all of the people presenting their names, he moves a bit closer, hoping to be able to seat next to a friendly face.

Looks very nice. Hopefully Haraldir will get his shot. :) I think it's still open til my group gets a unanimous vote going. Good Luck all!

I would like to submit Aric Aegisbane for consideration. Hope to hear back from you all.

Thanks for the submission.

GM, not sure what your preferences are but Aric was built using 25 pt buy and standard 150 starting gold. I can flesh him out for a higher level, adjust point buy, whatever you need.

PFS is a 20 pt buy, with 150 gold, so I suggest you switch to the 20 pt buy. My players will be voting soon, i think.

Haraldir, I think everyone has spoken. Go ahead and mingle on the discussion thread, and you and I will figure out how to get you in the game. COngrats, and thanks to everyone else. Happy gaming.