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7 posts. Alias of Torvald Torvaldson.


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Carbour Frozenroar wrote:

hmmmmmmm

interesting quite possible to do half orc....no vested interest in human except for the +2 stat bonus

Which you get the same as a 1/2 orc. Just lose the free feat and skill point PLUS hit point per level.


My visions were so deadly and violent, I was afraid that if Rodrik pursued his investigation it would end ugly for him. Sadly, it appears that I was correct. Most people enjoy being right; for me it's a curse as much as a blessing.


Justice. That sounds like what Rodrik would want most.

He hands over the journal.


If I give you the journal, what are your intentions?


Rodrik had plans to go back to the Plague House, but because of the unease I felt from my visions, I suggested he leave his journal with me, which he did. The night of his death, my visions were even more terrible, though still indecipherable. When news of Rodrik’s death reached me in the morning, I knew it must have been foul play, so I fled the Sanctuary, fearful that whoever targeted Rodrik would come after me as well. His death grieves me to no end, but at least my efforts bought me enough time to share this information with you.


It is no great secret that I was cursed with preternatural visions many years ago, during my time with the Empty Hand. Since I left those savages, many have sought my counsel into matters ranging from the mundane to the dire, but I’m afraid the omens that assault my dreams are nigh indecipherable, even to me, and I have no means of directing them.

Rodrik originally approached me to ask for advice while courting Brinya Kelver. The love-struck fool—bless his soul—thought I might have some special insights into the traditions of her people or visions of the couple’s everlasting happiness... but come now, do I look like the
romantic type?
He smiles wryly, then shakes his head and moves on. I couldn’t help him with his relationship, but we gradually became close friends. I’d been experiencing vivid hallucinations of white swords or crosses, and dreams of the Plague House outside town. When I told him of them, he seemed to think my dreams might help with his investigation. I told him about my visions as best I could, but the muse of my nightmares is as abstruse as she is unkind.


Engwarth:

Glad I am to have seen you grow these many years Engwarth. I'm just as surprised that I have lived to see all those years and that you have as well. I had hoped that the gods would bless you with strength or a firm leg, but now I know that they have decided to bless you in other ways instead. ~cough~ ~COUGH~ ~cough~

Ahhh....the years lie heavy on me. Soon, Gorum will call me and Pharasma will judge my worth. She's a cold b*&@% that one, but I can't say that I'll be unhappy to see her. I have lived a full life; too full I suppose for one like me.

~he sips some water~

You want advice? Trust your heart and be sure of your friends. One such as you will need strong companions if you are to survive. ~cough~ But anyone could tell you this. What I will tell you is that I have had a vision of you standing by just such companions and that you were striving against a great darkness that is to come. An oppressive force from the air that threatens all the land with its growing power and Trunau in the middle of the struggle. As he speaks this last his voice becomes monotone and trance-like; he finishes and shakes his head. What's that then, advice? Be careful it's dangerous out there! Harharhar. He lovingly smacks you on the back and sips his water again before shuffling about the building trying to tidy up.