Tamai's page

Convinced that he wouldn't be disturbing anything terribly important by going in, Tamai takes Hosk's staff from his pack, and enters the hut. "Hosk Gnome-friend! What happened? Don't tell me the one who helped defend my home-forest was hurt doing mundane stablework? Why did you forsake your Staff I made? i found it charred and damaged... I have re-carved as much as I could into it, but it will never look that same." He doesn't like seeing his friend injured after finding the damaged staff, and frets over his recent carvings and how inadequate they feel when compared to the original work he did on this same staff.

I'm going to assume rulewise he took 20 in profession: carving one night on the way to Sandpoint off screen to correct the ruined carvings, if this is a problem,I can roll the dice tonight when i get home form work

Tamai looks around, and pokes his head into Hannah's maybe I'll just have to stand guard for now. He strains his senses to ensure he shouldn't go in anyway, then looks for a 'local' and asks "What is this place?".

rolls

Making his way back down, Tamai makes his way through the crowd towards Hannahs..attempting to sound gruff as he forces his way by people. I would write more, but it just started thundering and lightning in earnest

Finally, a bit further away from the crowd so it may be strain on the eyes, are two large wagons. One stacked high with firewood meant for the dusk bonfire, the other covered with a cloth and likely containing the butterflies to be released for the ceremony.

Tamai decides the wagons are the best bet for now - the dias would be better - but why disrupt a ceremony.... that would be foolish. So he climbs the firewood wagon and starts looking for Hosk-Gnomefriend

dice rolls

The wilds around Sandpoint just didn't feel right to the gnome as he walked across them. The Charred Staff was in his bag as he whittled away at a new one to replace it. Of course he always felt this way when approaching settlements that damaged the land and brought it further from the first world. These settlements were nothing like those in his own woods. He slipped into the southern gate of the town without even being stopped. Looking around he wondered why the guards were so Lax today... observing the humans he could tell that they were preparing for some kind of ceremony...

The gnome looks around as he approaches the nearest building and inquires in a voice much too high for his gruff looks. "Where would I find Mr. Hosk?" to no one in particular. If no one answers him, he will go to the nearest group of people, and repeat his request. As he interjects he looks around for any herbavore animals in the area who might use large peices of wood, for the peices that were half eaten always made decent sculptures that the humans seemed to enjoy, and he would need to pay his room and board soon.

I added some personality quirks to my background.... working on a real post now

I updated my back story for this game, It's a lot less "Fey" as I'm not truly a Fey in this game. But essentially I still get to play the character I'm envisioning.

Woo!

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Thats because gnomes come from fey and I'm the gnome bwahahaha

Edit: I'll finish the crunch of the character tonight, I'm going to have limited comp acess tomorrow because I'm participating in Relay for Life

here is the gnomish ranger. I havn't fished filling everything out, but the major parts of his background and ability scores are there

also - did we decide on a starting HP method?they all work for me