Rumble in the Jungle: GM of the Ape's Serpent's Skull (Inactive)

Game Master R0B0GEISHA

Tofrun
Female human (Ulfen) sphere ranger 1
CG Medium humanoid (human)
Init +2; Senses Perception +5
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Defense
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AC 17, touch 12, flat-footed 15 (+3 armor, +2 Dex, +2 shield)
hp 11 (1d10+1)
Fort +3, Ref +4, Will +1
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee dagger +4 (1d4+3/19-20) or
. . heavy shield bash +4 (1d4+3) or
. . longsword +4 (1d8+3/19-20) or
. . unarmed strike +4 (1d3+3 nonlethal)
Ranged longbow +3 (1d8/×3)
Special Attacks favored enemy (monstrous humanoids +2)
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Statistics
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Str 16, Dex 14, Con 13, Int 12, Wis 13, Cha 12
Base Atk +1; CMB +4; CMD 16
Feats Point-Blank Shot, Precise Shot
Traits faithful artist, stowaway
Skills Acrobatics +0, Climb +4, Heal +5, Knowledge (nature) +5, Perception +5, Perform (dance) +5, Perform (sing) +6, Profession (cook) +5, Stealth +4, Survival +5, Swim +4
Languages Common, Skald, Sylvan
SQ track +1, wild empathy +2
Other Gear studded leather, heavy wooden shield, arrows (20), dagger (4), longbow, longsword, backpack, bedroll, blanket[APG], cutting board, wooden (2 lb), explorer's outfit, hammock[UE], knife, cutting (0.5 lb), ladle (0.5 lb), pot, seasonings, local (0.5 lb), silver holy symbol of Desna, skewer (1 lb), skillet[UE], tinder packet (0.5 lb), tripod, iron (3 lb), 3 gp, 3 sp
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Special Abilities
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Favored Enemy (Monstrous Humanoids +2) (Ex) +2 to rolls vs. Favored Enemy (Monstrous Humanoids) foes.
Point-Blank Shot +1 to attack and damage rolls with ranged weapons at up to 30 feet.
Precise Shot You don't get -4 to hit when shooting or throwing into melee.
Track +1 Add the listed bonus to survival checks made to track.
Wild Empathy +2 (Ex) Improve the attitude of an animal, as if using Diplomacy.

She had to run.

She knew that now. There was no place for her in Irrisen anymore, not after stumbling on the Jadwiga that had commissioned her master to escort him on a hunt in the arms of two young Jadwiga women, none of them wearing a stitch of clothing, and neither of the two women being his wife.

She'd avoided the spells and the grabbing hands and hair. She ducked an arrow and ran on, heading west. It wasn't long before she heard of the bounty on her head. A minor fortune in coins and gems for her capture.

The journey nearly did her in on more than one occasion. She fled west, past the border with the Lands of the Linnorm Kings to Kalsgard where she hoped on a ship bound for Riddleport. From there, she traveled south, paying for her supplies with entertainment and helping out with the cooking.

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Torfrun arrived in the City of Monuments exhausted and weary. Her long flight from Irrisen had been harrowing, but now, she thought, she could rest. Her pursuers were far behind and even with her purse empty, she should be able to find a warm meal and a comfortable bed.

At least that was what she had thought. It was barely an hour after her arrival when she spotted the tell-tale hair and clothing of one of the Jadwiga. Cursing her luck, she made for the docks and sought a ship to stow away on. If she could make it further south, or to the fabled city of Absolom, she might be able to find a place to hide.

There! The Jenivere seemed like it would be a fine vessel to make passage on, and if the rumors were true, she would be heading south from here, into the warmer climes that the Jadwiga would find unbearable. All she had to do was hide and scavenge for whatever food she needed, then she'd be free. At least, that was her hope.

With all of the stealth she could muster, she quietly slipped aboard the merchantman.

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The captain's tirade finally began to lessen. Torfrun had been caught while sneaking some old bread from the galley the night after they had left Pezzack in Cheliax. The captain, needless to say, had been furious.

"Tell me why I shouldn't toss you over the rail with the rest of the garbage?" Captain Kovack had asked in a snarl.

"I-I can cook," Torfrun had blurted out, "I'm fairly good at it, at least better than who ye've got now."

Alizandru Kovack still glared at the young ulfen woman, obviously trying to weigh the costs and benefits of having her pay for her passage by working in the galley.

"Alright, I'll give you a chance. Don't disappoint me."

- Torfrun has been on the ship since it set sail from Magnimar.
- Due to discovering a rather prominent Jadwiga's infidelity, she now has a bounty on her head. Given that the man is rather desperate to keep his indiscretion a secret, it's rather sizable.
- She did kinda take over the cook's job, so there's probably some animosity there.

@GM: This is more for fun than anything, so if you see something that doesn't quite fit, let me know and I can change it. I'm going to see who gets picked before I do any of the PCs.

Since being found out, Torfrun has been cooking the meals for passengers and crew as well as providing entertainment at night by singing and dancing. Given that, most everyone on the ship probably knows her at least in passing.

Captain Alizandru Kovack - She is grateful that he gave her a chance and does her best to follow his orders, if for no other reason than to stay on his good side. Since she took over cooking the ship's meals and started entertaining the crew and passengers while not in port, the captain no longer sees her as a leech, but a lucky find. After all, anything that can keep his crew's morale up is a good thing.

Aerys Mavato - Given that the half-elf only comes out for meals, Torfrun hasn't had much of a chance to get to know the woman. Although the ulfen gets the impression that the reclusive half-elf doesn't want to get to know anyone.

Alton Devers - The first mate was the one that actually caught Torfrun and it was thanks to him that she was able to avoid a fight with the cook when she began to work for her passage. Despite his role in foiling her plans, Torfrun gets along well with the man and often fixes him something special as a show of thanks for his help.

Gelik Aberwhinge - Torfrun gets along well with the gnome, enjoying his tales while the supper's soup simmers or after the meal is served. While his quips have gotten on her nerves a time or two, she enjoys his sense of humor and does her best not take the gnome's comments too seriously.

Ieana - Torfrun doesn't know the Varisian well, but she does know that the scholarly woman has a habit of skipping meals unless reminded. Torfrun, more often than not, brings her meals to her cabin and makes sure that the woman doesn't starve in her pursuits.

Ishirou - After he came aboard in Bloodcove, Torfrun has found Ishirou to be one of the more annoying people on board. It isn't any particular mannerism or even the man's quietness, but the aloof attitude. The ulfen is an down to earth sort and the man's continuing aloofness is so counter to her personality that she can't stand it.

Jask Derindi - Torfrun's interactions with this prisoner consist solely of bringing him his meals and leaving as quickly as possible.

Rambar Terillo - Torfrun has been at odds with the ship's cook since she began to work for her passage. While not exactly a culinary genius herself, she is skilled enough that she can produce a variety of dishes both from the ship's stores and from the fresh fish the ship is able to catch. Since she has unofficially taken over, the crew has enjoyed heartier meals and even when soup is on the menu, it is always thick and flavorful, even if better fare is to be had in port.

Naturally, this is a point of contention between Ship's Cook Terillo and "that bilge rat stowaway whore," as he often calls Torfrun. After trying for a week to get on friendlier terms with the cook, Torfrun gave up, and makes sure that she doesn't have her back to him at all times. After all, it would be convenient for Terillo if the ulfen woman was to fall over the rail with a knife in her back.

Sasha Nevah - Of the passengers on the Jenivere, Torfrun has come to like Sasha the best. After she began to warm up and show her more boisterous side, Torfrun was quick to befriend the other woman and often regales her with tales about the trouble she'd get up to while she was growing up.

Torfrun is short by the standards of the often towering ulfens. She barely tops five feet five inches, causing some to doubt her heritage, until she mentions that she's form Irrisen. The need to import food and the oppression of the Ulfen by the Jadwiga does much to explain her relatively diminutive stature. Her frame is more compact than most, and it's only due to her apprenticeship to a rather well-known hunting guide and tracker that she would eat well enough to fill out with well-toned muscle.

Silver hair, blue eyes, and fair skin make her stand out among the darker skinned sailors like a shined silver piece among copper pieces. She is attractive, with expressive eyes and a bright smile. She dresses in sturdy clothing that is a little too large for her, but not so much that it hinders her movements.

Torfrun's is an jovial, open personality. She tries to get along with others and to keep an open mind, but she often chafes under strict rules and tends to snipe at those that take life too seriously. She'd rather dig in to solve problems than to complain about them and sees obstacles as challenges to overcome.

The one point she is tight-lipped about is why she left Irrisen and by extension, why she stowed away on the Jenivere.

Unflappable Arrogance racial trait picked because it seemed appropriate.

Poverty-Stricken social trait to give a decent Survival skill despite the lower wisdom score typical of Ifrit.

I decided to go for the Boarded at Cheliax AP trait.
That's when I realized that 200 extra gp can buy lots of mundane gear for exploring.

Here's the shopping list of mundane exploration gear I came up with for the Boarded at Cheliax AP trait:

• Deluxe Dungeoneering Kit (130 gp): , Hammer, Piton (x4), Silk Rope (sold off the hemp rope, therefore), Sunrod (x3), Sack (x2), Everburning Torch, Tindertwig (x4), Candle (x2)
• Waterproof bag (5 gp)
• Journal (10 gp)
• Black Ink (8 gp)
• Inkpen (x2) (2 sp)
• Folding Shovel (12 gp)
• Scroll box (5 gp)
• Parchment (x10) (2 gp)
• Paper (x5) (2 gp)

Total value: 171 gp 2 sp

Let me know what, if anything, I should do about the remaining 28 gp 8 sp.

Or if the Everburning Torch doesn't cut it as a "mundane" exploration item.

Manzuqari was born into bondage to human parents in the notorious Katapesh slave markets. Not until it became apparent he was a long-lived Ifrit did his life improve. He became far more noticeable, and valuable, than most slaves. Had he not become an Ifrit, by whatever twist of fate, he would have long ago died a wretched and unknown slave.

As soon as he was put up for sale, at a highly inflate price, Manzuqari was bought by a Chelish merchant; the Lady Chalentia. She was in Katapesh on business. Her habit was buying "exotic" slaves as a display of wealth. At nearly forty years of age, Manzuqari was definitely exotic looking. His hair and eyes look like they are made of fire. His skin is an unnatural burnt reddish colour. He even has silver-streaked vestigial horns. He is often mistaken as some sort of devil. His fiendish and exotic appearance appealed to Lady Chalentia's Asmodean sensibilities.

So it came to be that Manzuqari spent the remaining forty or so years of his youth in the Chelish port of Corentyn.

Fortunately for Manzuqari, and most of Lady Chalentia's household slaves, she was an astute and relatively benign mistress. She knew the best incentive for her slaves' loyalty was kindness and reward. In a land where maltreatment of slaves is the norm, Lady Chalentia's slaves were fiercely loyal to her by choice.

Manzuqari soon became one of Lady Chalentia's favourite household slaves. Not only did his appearance make a favourable impression with many of her Chelish house guests, but she was adept at channelling his otherwise acerbic wit and volcanic temperament to her advantage. Manzuqari was Chalentia's doorman, spy, poet, and thug. All in one!

Lady Chalentia shrewdly deprived Manzuqari any control over his own life. He was useful to her. But she also knew she would lose control of her prized slave were he allowed to develop his talents to the fullest. Manzuqari never begrudged this. He knew he was living a posh life under her. They also were both aware that an Ifrit like him could easily outlive her by many years. Even though he was the older of the two.

Manzuqari's elegant lifestyle came to an end with the death of Lady Chalentia. She died in her seventies of old age, while Manzuqari was still youthful in his early eighties. True to form, though, she was abundantly generous to her Ifrit favourite in her will. Provided he left Cheliax for distant Sargava, which he readily agreed to. This one-way trip was not a punishment but a life-saver. He had, over the course of many years, stepped on many toes and broken many bones for his mistress. Without her protection, he knew his days as a freedman or slave were numbered in Cheliax.

It was with mixed feelings that Manzuqari soon boarded the cargo ship, the Jenivere, for Eleder. He sorely missed Chalentia, and her household luxuries. On the other hand, he was now a freedman for the first time. And able to realize his own potential for himself.

Manzuqari had to convince both crew and passengers of the Jenivere, with difficulty, that he was not a fiend. After that, he has gotten along well with everyone else aboard. He has been passing the time aboard the Jenivere composing poems for his fellow travellers. He harbours no illusions about how dangerous Sargava is. There are tales aplenty about that. He is even looking forward to an unruly life for a change once he is safely ashore in Eleder.

The end … or the start?

Tamas is kind to people and animals, but does tend to put them on the same level - beneath him. This is mostly because of his faith in his Harrow deck and the belief that his guided destiny is necessarily superior - although he has never articulated such a thought. Despite being a little condescending, he is always eager to help, and often uses both his harrowing and magical skills to aid others.

He dotes upon Ravi, who he raised from hatching, and often spends hours painting her spines in bright colours, or etching patterns into her leather armour. Ravi a does her master and is even willing to tolerate his appalling singing voice - he was always a bit jealous of his older brothers, both of whom were talented musicians, but has a tin ear.

He hates making major decisions without getting a proper augury from his cards, and can be alarmingly indecisive without their guidance, but never hesitates if there is danger to others. He has a great respect for divinations and prophecies, but will generally convince himself any and all are chiefly about him.

Herbual "Cleaver" Umost
Human (Varisian) witch (hedge witch, hex channeler) 1 ( Pathfinder RPG Advanced Class Guide 132,
Pathfinder RPG Advanced Player's Guide 65, Pathfinder RPG Ultimate Magic 84)
NG Medium humanoid (human)
Init +1; Senses Perception +3
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Defense
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AC 11, touch 11, flat-footed 10 (+1 Dex)
hp 8 (1d6+2)
Fort +1, Ref +1, Will +4
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Offense
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Speed 30 ft.
Melee dagger +0 (1d4/19-20)
Ranged light crossbow +1 (1d8/19-20) or
surgical tool +1 (1d6)
Special Attacks hex (healing APG)
Witch (Hedge Witch, Hex Channeler) Spells Prepared (CL 1st; concentration +4)
1st—mage armor , sleep (DC 14)
0 (at will)— dancing lights , detect magic , detect poison
Patron Healing
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Statistics
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Str 10, Dex 12, Con 13, Int 17, Wis 14, Cha 13
Base Atk +0; CMB +0; CMD 11
Feats Noble Scion Of Peace ISWG, Skill Focus (Heal)
Traits jenivere crew, regional influence: magnimar
Skills Craft (alchemy) +7, Heal +11 (+12 circumstance to treat wounds or deadly wounds), Knowledge
(nature) +7, Perception +3, Profession (midwife) +7, Sense Motive +3, Spellcraft +7, Survival +3, Use
Magic Device +5
Languages Common, Dwarven, Elven, Gnome, Varisian
SQ witch's familiar (chicken named Chikoletta)
Combat Gear healer's kit; Other Gear crossbow bolts (20), dagger, light crossbow, surgical tool,
backpack, bedroll, belt pouch, candle (10), chalk (10), flint and steel, ink, inkpen, pot, soap, spell
component pouch, surgeon's tools UE, waterskin, 22 gp, 8 sp
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Special Abilities
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Empathic Link with Familiar (Su) You have an empathic link with your Arcane Familiar.
Familiar Bonus: +3 hit points You gain the Alertness feat while your familiar is within arm's reach.
Healing (1d8+1) (Su) Heal touched creature, but each target can only benefit once per 24 hrs.
Noble Scion of Peace When you take 10 on Wis skills treat the roll as though 13 instead.
Share Spells with Familiar Can cast spells with a target of "You" on the familiar with a range of touch.
Witch's Familiar (Ex) Gain the services of a special familiar that stores spells.

Herb grew up in Magnimar, his father was a local Gardener of some renown, he named his son after his plants and taught him all about them and the special things that plants could do. Herb only had a small interest in plants and more in the idea of them helping people out. Herb discovered his innate ability to heal people but kept it secret from all those around him. He realized that his magic didn't come in the same way that others magic did. He was never really realized where his magic came from until he discovered his families only surviving chicken took a liking to herb. Herb decided to study Medicine at the local University and opened a clinic that was for those who couldn't afford the "healing of the church." Many times Priests and other high ranking official's of many different Churches came to bring Herb into their flock. He was followed by different law officials and inquisitors once rumour spread that he had magical healing to offer. It was quickly discovered that Herb was in fact a witch and was driven from the city. Herb booked passage on a ship, becoming their ship surgeon.

Herb is a tall man, thin, he always has a blood stained smock on, he wears worn leather pants that have been patched many many times. He wears a loose armed lavender shirt that has a many pockets sewn on to it to hold his many instruments. A new black leather shoulder bag holds the kits that Herb needs to assist those in need.

Tanic
Male Suli inquisitor 1 Archetypes Master Tactician,
TN Medium outsider (native)
Init +1, Senses darkvision (60 ft.), low-light vision; Perception +6
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DEFENSE
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AC 18, touch 11, flat-footed 17 (+5 armor, +1 Dex, +2 shield)
hp 10 8(1d8) +1[con] +1[FC]
Fort +3, Ref +1, Will +4
Resistances acid 7, cold 7, electricity 7, fire 7
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OFFENSE
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Speed 20 ft.
Melee morningstar (cold iron) +3/1d8+3
Ranged javelin +1/1d6+3
Melee javelin, +3/1d6+3
Special Attacks Summon Monster (5/day), Elemental Assault
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SPELLS
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Inquisitor Spells Known (CL 1st; concentration +3, +1 DC Conjuration)
1st(2/2, DC 13)-heightened awareness, Cure Light Wounds
0th(at will, DC 12)-acid splash, create water, detect magic, light
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STATISTICS
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Str 17, Dex 12, Con 12, Int 10, Wis 15, Cha 12,
Base Atk +0; CMB +3; CMD 14
Feats Spell Focus (Conjuration)
Skills Bluff +5(7 vs. Jungle inhabitants), Diplomacy +7, Intimidate +6, Knowledge (Planes) +4, Knowledge (Planes) (ID monster) +6, Perception +6, Sense Motive +9,
Traits Boarded in Varisia (campaign trait, +2 bluff), Unscathed (magic trait)
Languages Common, Terran
SQ summon monster, darkvision, energy resistance, monster lore
Combat Gear morningstar (cold iron), 5 javelins, scale mail, heavy steel shield, 21.18 gp
Other Gear Explorer's Outfit, Backpack, Bedroll, Belt pouch, 3 Chalk, Mess Kit, Mirror (steel), 50ft silk rope, Spring Loaded Wrist Sheath, Soap, 5 days Trail Rations, Waterskin, Grappling Hook, Spell Component Pouch
Wealth 10 gp
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SPECIAL ABILITIES
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Summon Monster (Ex) Starting at 1st level, a monster tactician can cast summon monster I as a spell-like ability a number of times per day equal to 3 + her Wisdom modifier. She can cast this spell as a standard action, and the creatures remain for 1 minute per level (instead of 1 round per level). At 3rd level and every 2 inquisitor levels thereafter, the power of this ability increases by 1 spell level, allowing her to summon more powerful creatures (to a maximum of summon monster IX at 17th level). A monster tactician cannot have more than one summon monster spell active in this way at a time; if she uses another, any existing summon monster immediately ends. These summon monster spells are considered to be part of the monster tactician's spell list for the purposes of spell trigger and spell completion items. In addition, she can expend uses of this ability to fulfill the construction requirements of any magic items she creates, so long as she can use this ability to cast the required spells. This ability replaces judgment.

Darkvision (Ex) Range 60 ft.; Darkvision is the extraordinary ability to see with no light source at all, out to a range specified for the creature. Darkvision is black and white only (colors cannot be discerned). It does not allow characters to see anything that they could not see otherwise-invisible objects are still invisible, and illusions are still visible as what they seem to be. Likewise, darkvision subjects a creature to gaze attacks normally. The presence of light does not spoil darkvision.

Boarded in Varisia Traveling from lands far to the north, you likely have little experience with the jungle, its denizens, or its strange forces. Just as the lands of Garund are wild and exotic to you, so are you to them. This unusualness manifests in one of two ways. Choose to gain either a +2 trait bonus on all Bluff checks made against inhabitants of the jungle, or treat your spells with the mind-affecting descriptor as being +1 caster level higher when cast against creatures and natives of the jungle.

Elemental Assault (Ex) 1/day as a swift action, shroud arms in energy to add +1d6 energy damage for 1 rounds.

Energy Resistance (Ex) Suli have resistance 5 to acid, cold, electricity, and fire.

Low-Light Vision Sulis can see twice as far as humans in dim light.

Monster Lore (Ex) The inquisitor adds her Wisdom modifier on Knowledge skill checks in addition to her Intelligence modifier, when making skill checks to identify the abilities and weaknesses of creatures.

Negotiator (Ex) Suli have a +2 racial bonus on Diplomacy and Sense Motive checks.

Stern Gaze (Ex) Inquisitors are skilled at sensing deception and intimidating their foes. An inquisitor receives a +1 morale bonus on all Intimidate and Sense Motive checks.

Unscathed You are amazingly resistant to energy attacks because of either your upbringing or magical experimentation. Each type of energy resistance you have (if any) increases by 2 points.

Ferratal grew up in the Ekujae tribe of elves and was captured the first time he joined an attempt to free slaves from the Aspis Consortium. He has been a slave for many years since and sold several times over, eventually leading him to "employment" on the Jenivere. While he's tried to escape or buy his freedom before, he has been unsuccessful as of yet. He's learned to continue practice of his martial training, disguised by dancing, and to use either his bare hands or his hanbo, which he has crafted himself and mostly lets people think of it as a walking stick. His main goal at this point is to buy his freedom.

Born in the Mwangi jungle in a small village located on the banks of the Ocota river near Nantambu, Katumbo grew up in the utmost respect of his elders and ancestors. Despite his family constantly reminding him he was allegedly the descendant of one of Old Man Jatembe's Ten Magic Warriors, Katumbo showed no gift for the arcane. Instead, he had a strong connection with the spiritual world, occasionally performing funeral rites and honoring the dead with the village priest.

When he became of age, his parents wanted him to enter the Magaambya tradition, thus had him apply to become an apprentice wizard in Nantambu's famed school. However, High Sun-Mage Oyamba, the master of the Magaambya, decided the young man's lineage wasn't proof enough, and he asked Katumbo to undergo a trial to test his skill and mettle. What happened during the test remains a mystery to this day, as Katumbo still persists in refusing to answer any question about it. Some say he doesn't remember everything because he passed out. The only certainty is that the young man failed the test, and regained consciouness only to contemplate the loss of his eyesight. He fled Nantambu covered with shame, and dared not go back to his parents.

Katumbo then wandered aimlessly in the jungle, and would have died within days were it not for the haunting voices of his ancestors that spoke inside his head, whispering and guiding him. He slowly recovered his sight but his eyes were somehow veiled, unable to gaze upon the world of flesh as well as they used to - maybe because the young man had ventured far into the world of spirits. He learned to master his fear of the inner voices, and to honor the spirits they belonged to like he had always done before. He knew his fated path would ask him for a full devotion in service to those spirits, who would lend their aid to him in return.

Venturing in the Bandu hills, he eventually landed in Eleder, but didn't stay there long. The city was too busy, too tainted with civilization. It wasn't long until the loner was spotted by slavers, and sold to the Captain of the Jenivere for him to serve aboard the ship. During his weeks at sea, Katumbo felt a crippling sensation: the connection with the spirits fading, his link to the land of his ancestors stretched to the maximum extent of what he could bear. The voices were almost impossible to hear, even though they were crying a thousand screams as Katumbo sailed away.

The young man then knew one thing for certain. He was meant to go back to Mwangi, to hear the spirits once again and fulfill his destiny.

A tall man with ebony skin, Katumbo has a gaunt appearance that almost make him look like a bird of prey. His two inquisitive eyes hardly ever blink, leaving in plain sight the milky veil covering his sight. Despite this startling look, there is something deeply soothing about Katumbo - a comforting presence, the lingering impression that he is watching over you. His clothes are plain - almost rags after weeks of sailing the salty seas - but fit for the southern climes.

For the people who don't know him well, Katumbo appears to keep mostly to himself, often lost in introspection and not often letting out his booming voice. However, the Mwangi often proves to be more than meets the eye, as those he considers to be in his care never leave his veiled gaze, even less so his thoughts.

Katumbo "He Who Never Walks Alone"
Male human (Mwangi) oracle 1
NG Medium humanoid (human)
Init +0; Senses darkvision 30 ft.; Perception +0

Defense
AC 13, touch 10, flat-footed 13 (+3 armor)
hp 11 (1d8+3)
Fort +2 (+2 circumstance bonus vs. hot weather), Ref +0, Will +6

Offense
Speed 30 ft.

Melee spear +2 (1d8+3/×3)

Ranged javelin +0 (1d6+2)

Oracle Spells Known (CL 1st; concentration +5)

. . 1st (4/day)—bless, cure light wounds, divine favor

. . 0 (at will)—detect magic, ghost sound (DC 14), guidance, mage hand, purify food and drink , stabilize
. . Mystery Ancestor

Statistics
Str 14, Dex 10, Con 14, Int 10, Wis 10, Cha 18
Base Atk +0; CMB +2; CMD 12

Feats Skill Focus (Knowledge [nature]), Steadfast Personality

Traits fate's favored, jenivere crew

Adventuring Skills
Diplomacy +8 (1 rank, +4 Cha, +3 class)
Knowledge (nature) +7 (1 rank, +0 Int, +3 class, +3 Skill Focus)
Knowledge (religion) +4 (1 rank, +0 Int, +3 class)
Spellcraft +4 (1 rank, +0 Int, +3 class)
Survival +5 (1 rank, +0 Wis, +3 class, +1 trait)

Background Skills
Knowledge (geography) +1 (1 rank, +0 Int, +3 class)
Knowledge (history) +1 (1 rank, +0 Int, +3 class)

Languages Common, Polyglot

SQ oracle's curse (clouded vision), revelation (wisdom of the ancestors)

Other Gear studded leather, javelin (3), spear, backpack, bedroll, belt pouch, blanket, candle (10), crowbar, fishhook, flask, flint and steel, grappling hook, hemp rope (50 ft.), hot weather outfit, mess kit, pot, scroll case, signal whistle, soap, trail rations (5), waterskin, 52 gp, 6 sp, 7 cp

Hi! My name's Cyril, I'm a dedicated Pathfinder player and GM. I've been roleplaying for over 20 years, playing Pathfinder since beta, and enjoying the format of PbP games (PFS, as well as several APs) for three years.

I'm a frequent poster, as my posting history may attest. I already have experience with Roll20, having GMed part of the Shattered Star AP while using it. I'm a dedicated player with a love for roleplay.

Finally, I'd like to say I'm very glad to see that opportunity to play Serpent's Skull, since it's one of the few APs I haven't read. I like the gist of it, and would enjoy discovering it. Above all, I'd love to play with a great bunch of players/GM!