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Grand Lodge 4/5 5/55/55/55/5 **** Venture-Captain, Minnesota

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It's got to be short. How do you introduce your characters so they're memorable and give them a little back story that shows your personality without boring the group?

I thought it would be fun to take a moment to share some of the brief backstories that we tell our groups when we introduce ourselves, and to do it in character, just like we'd do at a mission briefing!

So... let's go!

Hmm

Grand Lodge 4/5 5/55/55/55/5 ****

The pretty lady is already shaking your hands, before you even sit down. "I'm Zahra. This is Omar, and our baby, Pumpkin!" She beams, pointing to the large tiger next to her. "Ve are from Kat-a-pesh!"

She turns to the group, confidingly.

"Ve married despite Omar not having the bride price my family demanded. He vas the only suitor Pumpkin did not chase avay. Vhen ve join the society, ve have nothing. Now ve have tiger farm and ve get to travel the vorld!"

The Exchange 5/5

I glance around at the other players and say...

"Hi! I'm Friendly! But you can call me 'Fire' if you want to!"

change of voice to be OOC
I'm running an Ifrit Alchemist who's a fair "Face" PC, so I can handle most of the Social Skills, as well as the standard Alchemist stuff - Fire Bombs, Alchemical items, etc...

this added with my table tent let's the other players know a good bit about my PC, and what he "brings to the party..."

Scarab Sages 5/5

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In Giamo's french/italian accent, "I am Giamo Casanunda, Cleric of the god of Love - Cayden. My card (hand out business cards). Tell me, are you currently in a long term relationship? No? Would you like to be?"

I normally get stammers and blushes. Giamo goes on to say "I am a Matchmaker by profession you see, it is my 'day job' (finger quotes) - so if you might be interested in such a relationship, perhaps we might discuss some of my other clients?" At this point I switch to my OOC voice and say ... "Role Play often suffers due to time constraints, and we only have a limited time for this tonight so..." Back in character voice "Sigh... It appears that we have got to save the world again now, perhaps after that we'll find your one true love, yes?"

Giamo Casanunda "Matchmaker"
World’s Second-Greatest Lover (I do try harder)
Finest Swordsman Soldier of Fortune
Outrageous Liar Art Critic
Heart Warming Physician Stepladders Repaired

Grand Lodge 4/5 5/55/55/55/5 ****

Good point about the ooc details. Here's mine:

I'm a sorc specializing in battlefield control. Pumpkin is the cutest grappling tiger in the society. He's happy to flank with rogues and other melee!

Silver Crusade 5/5

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(in "little ol' lady voice")
does the name ring a bell kiddie?

You can guess the class...yep, witch.

After I found out how much that group of meddling kids got paid for "investigating" my House of Recovery, I decided there was lots more money, ah, I mean, a better future in becoming an adventurer myself. SO... I joined up. Best thing I've done sense taking in orphans, and a lot less work I tell you!

Mostly standard Witch stuff - OH! I'm good with "face" skills too.

Grand Lodge 2/5

"Hi, I'm Dusk," a small shadowy creature says in a squeaky voice from the back of what appears to be a rather large wolf. "And this is fang! I call him that because he's got big teeth!" The wolf looks up and growls out "I thought I told you to stop calling me that." Fang is a worg.

The Exchange 5/5

Mostly I try to have nice table tents that introduce my PCs - a picture is worth many words... and the basics listed so the players can reference them all thru the game...

Liberty's Edge 1/5 5/5

Under ideal non-rushed forum circumstances...

A tengu wearing Eagle Knight garb and a bunch of blades tilts his head slightly, looking up from a tome labled in Tien 'Workplace Rules and Procedures, Volume Two'

"Wei Ji, from the Home Office, aspirant of the Master of Masters, Eagle Knight. I cover a bit of everything, but don't expect me to work on traps. Not my department."

There will be other things here depending on the situation and whether the table is getting antsy or is receptive to more.

Grand Lodge 4/5 5/55/55/55/5 **** Venture-Captain, Minnesota

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Mostly I try to have nice table tents that introduce my PCs - a picture is worth many words... and the basics listed so the players can reference them all thru the game...

I really should put together some table tents!

Scarab Sages 5/5

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When I sit down at the PFS table with players who have never met me before, I introduce my self as Buba Casanunda, "Gnomish" cleric of Nivi Rhombadazzle (yeah, with quote marks). But I'm not your typical cleric - I have a bit of militia training and so wear full plate armor and use a tower shield. I carry an oversized ax (medium sized Dwarven War Ax) and am really not very good with it, so don't expect me to be very effective in combat. But I will be in combat - right up there on the bleeding edge, as I'm a combat medic. My Domains are Travel and Trickery.

During the adventure, it may come up that I have darkvision - Buba will point out that Nivi is the goddess of Deep Gnomes, the first Gnome of the Underdark in fact. Clearly I am not your typical Gnome - I'm a Deep Gnome and have darkvision.

He moves fast - 40' during most of the adventure (longstrider lasts an hour per level) - and that movement is not effected by how much he carry....

Out of Character, I will explain to the other PLAYERs that he is a Dwarven Sepratist Cleric/Fighter who is sure that Nivi will not give him spells unless she thinks he is a Gnome - so he goes around disguised as a Gnome. Green Dyed hair, even his beard, silly hat, and funny turned up shoes. Not being real bright (he has an INT of 7), he slips up sometimes, so if you hang around with him much you should be able to figure several problems with his disguise.
He's Medium sized.
He moves to fast for his armor.
He uses Dwarven weapons, not Gnomeish weapons.
He doesn't even speak Gnome...

Side story:

(I think the most fun I have had playing him was when I was sitting at a table with someone playing a Wayang who was also claiming to be a Gnome. "Lot of differences in appearance! Clearly it's that First World influence in the gene pool! Yeap, and Darkvision must be more common in Gnomes - and a good thing we both have Fleet of Foot!" All the while trying not to give my disguise away to "the other Gnome" in the party.
Basicly - I let the other players in on the joke and they can enjoy playing along too... or not if it bugs them. Buba gets introduced to the NPCs by other players a lot. "and this is Buba, our Gnomish cleric [wink,wink - finger twirl by ear]". And sometimes a Player will give me a pointer on helping my disguise...and sometimes the Characters never figure out "my secret"... But you know the best part? when I meet a player again that I've only played with once months ago, they remember "that crazy gnome cleric of the god with the funny name - yep, biggest gnome I've ever met."

Silver Crusade 4/5

(Standing before you is a petite woman in Crimson priestess robes that covers her completely except for her face. At her throat is a Silver Crusade Ankh, her belt is a chain with a ceramic skull as the belt buckle, the chains threaded through the eye sockets of the skull. She wears a spiked gauntlet, though hers seems to be more surgical implement then weapon, as well as brand new.)

"Greetings every one. I am Sister Saphriel Sanguine. I am a surgeon and healer from the city of Nisroch. I will be healing everyone during this mission. I will be staying away from the most of the face to face fighting, as I fight from a distance, but I shall approach if you call for my assistance. Additionally I can bring further help to our cause when the need is great."

Sister Sanguine
Blood Kineticist/Bard
Silver Crusade Kuthite

1/5 5/5

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Hmm wrote:
nosig wrote:
Mostly I try to have nice table tents that introduce my PCs - a picture is worth many words... and the basics listed so the players can reference them all thru the game...
I really should put together some table tents!

I've put together some in the past.

And what almost always happens is I'll get to a table and either the tier is 'off' or the party load-out precludes playing the characters I made the tents for and quick digging finds a character that will fit...

...and they don't have a table tent.

Hey, with sixteen mouths to feed at last count, cut a guy some slack... :P

The Exchange 5/5

Wei Ji the Learner wrote:
Hmm wrote:
nosig wrote:
Mostly I try to have nice table tents that introduce my PCs - a picture is worth many words... and the basics listed so the players can reference them all thru the game...
I really should put together some table tents!

I've put together some in the past.

And what almost always happens is I'll get to a table and either the tier is 'off' or the party load-out precludes playing the characters I made the tents for and quick digging finds a character that will fit...

...and they don't have a table tent.

Hey, with sixteen mouths to feed at last count, cut a guy some slack... :P

(wink!) 33 at last count for me... and everyone with a tent (though some are a little out of date). Some of the things on the tents are in pencil thou...

5/5 5/55/55/5

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Usually we have a brief "What are you doing when you're summoned to the mission" session to give an establishing character moment. If not i'll work some action into the character description

Doyle: A bat with fur so white its glowing is being chewed on by by a velociraptor with a prominent multi hued feathered Crest. You can hear him speaking in common from inside the mouth "come ON! I'm a venture captain now show a little ow ow ow ow respect"

Flutter: A pink haired human dressed in the color of ____ season here leaves Runs up to the XXXX in the group and starts cuddling it. "OHH!!! what an adorable Fangy beast of death! Who's a good boy! Who's a good boy! yes you are!"

Grr : A silver fox, the animal. Not the robin hood kitsune, an actual 8 pound fox *this* high drags a picinic basket over to you. He's wearing a bright pink ribbon embroidered with the words "This end towards enemy"

Lotus: A silver fox, in both senses of word, swishes one of her 2 tails in front of you "Back and forth, back and forth, nice and relaxed watch the tail go baack and forth" ... There. Now someone needs to get through me to get to your mind. Your next will save is a +11 instead of what it was.

Sovereign Court 4/5 5/5 Venture-Lieutenant, Texas—Houston

A lone dark figure approaches from the shadow. The figure cloaked in a leather black long coat and a varisian scarf around her neck. A pale fragile face with a charming but deadly smile. Two noticeable and sharp canines accompany her grinning smile.
"Seems I was chosen for my expertise of the undead once again. If not, twas most likely my deadly aim. The name is Vel."

OOC: Johanna "Vel" wields a musket and the authority of her deity "Pharasma". She is a gunslinger/inquisitor with a hatred for undead... being a Dhampir herself. With that said... please don't use positive energy to heal her.

Dark Archive

A halfling woman in dark robes enters the meeting room for the briefing, flanked on either side by two quiet men festooned in colorful costume.

"Namaeva Caxaran, former Osirian slave and in my personal opinion one of the foremost experts in undead threat management."

As you examine her henchmen closely, you realize that their pock-marked flesh has been powdered to a healthy tone, and their raspy breaths muffled with scarves.

"Some people object to my methods, but personally, undead are tools to be used, and most often are best repurposed to the noble endeavours of artifact recovery, rather than simply disposed of at the earliest opportunity."

Grand Lodge 3/5

I don't even know how to describe Gregory's voice, but he's a Gnome Life Oracle of Zon-Kuthon. (to answer your question before you ask it, BECAUSE I CAN! :DDDDD)

A Gnome with purple hair that is missing in a number of places, usually replaced with terrible scars. He is missing a number of fingers, and walks with a severe limp. When it's his turn to introduce himself, he looks to the group and states, "I'm Gregory, faithful follower of our lord and savior, Zon-Kuthon. Through my lord's touch, you shall be granted the gift of a future filled with more pain, and a little more of His influence."

After he identifies who the primary tank is going to be...

Gregory hobbles up to the tank and kneels in front of them, opening a ring box. Inside is a plain platinum ring. "Will you be my paaaiiin buddy?" :D

Sovereign Court

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Ayo bears a striking resemblance to a Tien depiction of Iomedae; she's a Tien-Min woman who wears Eastern lamellar armor and carries a katana and a shield. She wears a holy symbol of Shizuru, a katana in front of a sun, itself similar to Iomedae's holy symbol. Also like Iomedae, her severe expression and stoic posture give the impression that she had fun once, and it was terrible. Her eyes glow as golden pools.

She kneels down with effortless precision and brings out some parchment, a vial of ink, and an inkpen, and, with fluid calligraphy, scribes something on the paper. She strategically positions her off-hand to cover up a previous poem on the paper something romantic and/or erotic, as her dayjob is Craft (erotic haiku).

"My introduction
Changes based on the briefing
Always a haiku."

She puts each of her writing implements back into her bag one-by-one in the reverse of the order in which she retrieved them, placing the poem in a separate portion of her bag with countless others. She finally stands up and crosses her arms.

"Should I find my inevitable death on this mission and be unable to return, retrieve this poem from my corpse and present it to my Mistress so she may know my fate."

Scarab Sages 4/5

"Hiya folks! Is it hiya here? I'm terrible at this medievalist thing. Our society left antiquated feodal hierarchies and non-meritocratic oligarchy-based waste societies behind 200 years ago or thereabouts. You know I used to lament that you haven't even come up with combustion yet but the way some of those Inner Sea realms eye each other, that would mean nuclear fission in about 20 years.

Yeah, don't mind me. I'm Domasi, from Arcadia. Home of the free! And mocha lattes. Tell me when we swordify someone or something."

Basically, since information is so scarce over what actually goes on central Arcadia, I've had to come up with my own stuff. Domasi's running gag is that he used to live in an illuminated post-modern society, but a deal with Chelaxian colonists left him stranded on the backwater of all backwaters: Inner Sea.

If Paizo decides to explore Arcadia beyond the single city in Distant Shores and Domasi's grand story won't work anymore, well, that's fine too. He's a Suli Fractured Mind(Anger) Spiritualist, so some assembly's probably required anyway.

Scarab Sages 4/5 5/5 ***

A venerable man walks in, paying more attention to shuffling the Harrow deck in his hands than his surroundings. He looks at the top card, grins, and puts it back into the deck, before looking up.

"Fortune is with us, for now. And I'll make sure misfortune follows our foes."

As he speaks, his appearance shifts to that of a young man.

"Anyone care to have their fortune read?"

I usually reveal a card at significant moments in a scenario. I've had a few tables where the cards were eerily accurate.

Dark Archive 4/5

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Before you is a halfling dressed entirely in black, with an exquisite silver holy symbol of Pharasma on a chain around his neck.

"Hello. My name is Julian Lightfoot, inquisitor of Pharasma. The Lady of Graves has commanded me to search the world for undead to destroy, but I also perform other priestly duties. I know we all hope to return safely, but if any of you have any secrets, or sins, to confess, just in case you die on our mission, let me go. I can be very discreet about such things."

Everyone roll a sense motive check.

Spoiler:
If anyone rolls high enough to beat my "take 10" bluff, they find out that he's lying about being a priest of Pharasma and realize he seems a little too enthusiastic about finding out people's secrets. This is because he's actually an inquisitor of Norgorber, in his aspect as the god of secrets.

Sovereign Court 4/5

A teenage human with Taldan features, dressed in fine Taldan clothing, announces: Presenting Lord Baron Yzarctihstab Garblenarf, famed sorcerer of the Verduran Forest of Taldor."

The boy steps aside, and a tiny little gnome with grayish skin and brown hair walks out from behind him, dressed in brightly colored versions of the latest Taldan fashions.

"Hiya everybody!" *wave enthusiastically*

Liberty's Edge 5/5

Three seconds before the bell tolls, a halfling sprints into the room, spitting a faceful of her own hair out. She raises a fist in the air, excliaming "Hah! Made it on time!" oblivious to the time wasted offering four-foot-three-inch-high high-fives to the remainder of the party, a beaming smile barely contained by the dimensions of her face.

"Jillia Tennille, Student of Swords!" she introduces herself with enthusiasm, excitement precluding her ability to avoid shouting.

Silver Crusade 1/5

An elegant young woman looking very much like a young Lauren Bacall* purrs:
"Well hello. I'm Safeguard thy Purity Until Marriage Jones. But you boys can call me Purity..."
A flame dances across her fingertips.

*One day I will be at a table with someone who doesn't look blank at this description.

Grand Lodge 5/5

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Most of my characters have a picture I use, here a few.

A small brightly dressed young varisian woman enters the room, her hair still a bit windblown and smelling slightly of the ocean.
"I am Free Captain Saphira of the man o'war the Drunk Tribute. I have some anger management issues, but most of the time I can control it really well. Just don't try to scare me, it'll end badly."

A rather telling rumbling of the floor along with the sound of something big and armored announces the arrival of a huge wartrained animal and her rider.
"I am Venture Captain Shamira, and the armored mammoth outside is my friend Libi. I run a small traveling lodge in the Realm of the Mammoth Lords, and occasionally will take my entire lodge with me when there is a chance for more adventure. As long as you travel with me you'll have fresh herbs, fruit and vegetables to make sure you don't get sick from eating wrong."

A tall young ulfen female, wearing a white dragonscale breastplate, followed by a young polar bear slowly walk into the room.
"Hello everyone, I'm Ragna, and this is Baldur. We are here to be the mediators for you today. I'm highly skilled in diplomatic talks and I can help out with planning travelroutes and getting along in the wild if we need that. I would like to ask everyone to keep their tempers in check and let me try to talk with anyone who wishes us harm first."

5/5 *** Venture-Agent, Netherlands—Utrecht

A wild-looking woman with three arms and her lower jaw covered in white facepaint greets you all enthusiastically. "Hi, welcome all! I have business proposal for all of you! I know the location of a city covered entirely with gold, I just lack the equipment and the people willing to sail me there. If you're willing to brave the sea with me, I'm willing to give you part of what we find there! Interested?"

Character is from a season 2 scenario. She's a Barbarian/Alchemist with the Extra Arm discovery, and I usually get reactions like "did that... arm happen in that city?", which is great for setting up paranioa. She went through a certain module which explains why she is why she is, but telling that would be a spoiler, though you probably can guess. When I'm with people who have done the same adventure, they go "ah, right.." in recognition, which is great. She's a very peppy character, and I love interjecting with slightly naive yet optimistic comments.

Similarly, another character I portrayed as the eternal intern. A Halfling with endless energy who got shanghaied into the Society and he's just trying his darnest to make everyone proud. He's very eager to meet Nigel Aldain as he's heard so many great stories about him, and he's the first in the briefing room when Dreng wakes everyone up at 4 a.m. for a mission. That sort of guy. Very tiring to meet and play. I love that guy, but I can't play him too much, I need to feel like it to actually play him.

Silver Crusade 4/5

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The ugliest man you've ever seen stands before you. He has rounded ears, and no fangs, horns, or tail, so you presume that he's just a hideously ugly human, and not a tiefling or something. But he's so ugly that it's hard to tell. He's big and muscular, and he wears the armor and weapons of a warrior, along with, ironically, a shiny silver holy symbol of Shelyn, the goddess of beauty, love, and art.

*speaking very slowly*
"Hel-lo. ... My... name... is... Varg. ... Please... ac-cept... this... rose... from... the... church... of... She-lyn."

With that, he hands out small wood carvings to the Venture-Captain and each member of the party.

I then roll a few dice for craft: wood carving (with minimal bonus), and describe the wooden roses briefly, with some being well crafted, and some not even being recognizable as supposedly being roses if you didn't see the nicer ones for comparison.

5/5 *** Venture-Agent, Netherlands—Utrecht

Psst, Damanta, check your privacy settings on Saphira, I don't have access to that picture. The others are fine, though.

Scarab Sages

A mountain of a man stands before you, tall as he is thick, a vacant expression on his face makes room for focus.

T-Trax was from Quah, furry dogmen took Trax, trax remember sun, then nothing. Trax saw pointy-eared ash people, they did things to Trax, took Trax smarts, Trax remember pain, Trax run, Trax run very fast.

Trax looks down at the ground before raising his head.

Trax at sosiaaty. Pretty lady told Trax to find Bad things, that maybe bad things make Trax normal again.

Trax is a human who ended up in the hands of drow through the slave trade and got experimented on, juuust short of actual fleshwarping.

He only wants to be normal again.

Silver Crusade 4/5

A man dressed in plain white robes, stands before you. A scimitar hangs in a plain scabbard at his side and a golden holy symbol of Sarenrae dangles loosely from a silver chain around his neck. All in all, he looks like any other worshiper of the Dawnflower, except for his cherry-red skin, black eyes devoid of pupils, and a small fire in place of hair. He is surrounded by a visible corona of heat.

Knowledge(Planes) DC 10:
He is quite obviously an Ifrit

He grins from ear to ear, and waves excitedly.
Hi! I'm Marak! It's g-g-great t-t-t-to meet you!

He offers a hand, then suddenly remembers the aura of heat surrounding him, and withdraws it. For the next few seconds he squints his eyes and clenches his fists in mock concentration. The corona dissipates, and he offers the hand again.

Heh heh... y-y-yeah s-s-sorry about that. S-sometimes I forget n-not everyone enjoys the heat. Anywho, I'm g-glad to meet you, a-as mentioned I'm Marak. I q-quite obviously serve Sarenrae, h-h-her will guides, will uh, ba-ba-basically everything I do. I-I-I guess you could say I'm a tool. Wait... uh, th-that came out wrong.

Sense Motive DC 33:
That came out exactly as intended

His voice has an almost musical cadence, punctuated by series of sharp staccato cracks as he repeats syllables, almost like dry wood being consumed by a campfire.

He laughs along with the rest of the room, and waits for the laughter to subside before speaking.
W-well, glad to see we're off t-to a good start; e-even if it did involve me m-making an ass of myself. This bodes w-well for our adventures together!

5/5 *** Venture-Agent, Netherlands—Utrecht

Oh, forgot my personal favourite!

A big beefy man with several nervous tics and big bags under his eyes is leafing through a big book and mumbling, "Oh, Zarta, why did you do this to me? Why would you even allow such a thing in-
Oh, hello, I'm Cassander Greenleaf. I'm the archivist of the Dark Archives. My job is to... acquire new specimens for miss Dralneen, and to catalogue them in this book. For some reason, this job has quite the turnover, the person who's had this job the longest barely lasted for a year. I'm determined to break that record, though, I'm three months away from beating him. Oh yeah, this book, it's the big catalog of what's down in the Archives."
He leafs through the book quickly, then shows a page. "Look, our latest find was the fabled Owlbeartopus: half owl, half bear, half octopus. It's rare that you see a creature that can squeeze you to death, maul you to death, and peck you to death at the same time. Three of my coworkers got ripped in half. Terrible, really...
Anyway, consider me your heavy hitter and knower of weird and esoteric things. And I call first dibs on any cool things we might come across. For the Archives, of course. It's better in her hands, really. Who knows what would've happened if that Owlbeartopus still roamed around..."

Occultist with the Tome Eater archetype. That book is his implement. He's built as a frontliner, yet still has quite some knowledges. I sometimes fire up a random generator to find a new horrible invention to plague my party members with, but usually I forget. >_> The Owlbeartopus is a fan favourite, though.

Silver Crusade 3/5

You see a thin, freckled, redheaded young woman dressed in traveling clothes of purple and silver, a delicately carved symbol of Sheln hanging around her neck. She smiles brightly.

"Hello! I'm Penelope Tabor, but I go by Nella if you please. After the death of my father and taking inspiration from a dear friend, I decided to broaden my horizons and join the Pathfinder Society to spread the word of Lady Shelyn and do some good in this world." She looks down at her meager possessions. "I don't have much, but that's okay. I trust in the Eternal Rose and my fellow Pathfinders to be my shield - and I'll be their support in return." Her face brightens as she spots a familiar face. "Jillian! Good to see you again!" she calls, waving wildly.

Nella is an Ecclesitheurge of Shelyn with the Love and Protection domains. She's a fairly typical support cleric :)

Liberty's Edge 1/5 5/5

A self-assured young Taldan man who seems to have some problem growing a beard enters the room. He's clad in what appears to be parade armor, and a well-crafted side-drum rides at his right hip, an aldori dueling blade on his left, a buckler over a flag strapped tightly to his back for easy access. A glaive with Mendevian markings rides over his left shoulder.

"Rae Alain Paight, Hero of Magnimar, Icebreaker of the Jadwiga, at your service. I can also wand-caddy if folks have the standard issue healing number. I've also been known to lay out some seriously wicked drumming if needed, too."

Dark Archive 2/5

A tall thin lady whose shield, hip, and clothing bears a holy symbol of Desna wanders in. She is followed by a short figure in hell knight plate. She waves, "Hi, I'm Ceres Chantelle Blakros. This is my bodyguard, Axeminster." Ceres then wanders on to look out the nearest window (and if that isn't in the room, to the books. If neither exists, she turns around to leave the room -- only to be stopped by Axeminster).

The hellknight opens her helm, revealing stone-colored flesh. "Axeminster, hellknight and bodyguard of Ceres Blakros. You see what I have to put up with? Don't worry, we're professionals. It will be okay."

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Ceres is my Aesimar cleric of Desna (travel and luck); think buff-bot space-cadet younger sister and you're not far off. And yes, I spent the prestige to be adopted by a certain prominent family.

Axeminster is my wife's Oread two-handed fighter/hellknight. Think put-upon older sister with a large chip on her shoulder (being required by her order to guard the chaotic space cadet isn't exactly calming).

My job is to talk us out of trouble. When that fails: her job is to kill or intimidate things, mine to make sure she does it well.

Scarab Sages 5/5

as the players are sitting down to the table, I glance around and "slip into character" -

My table tent has a picture of an alchemist throwing a bomb... and the write up explaining "Male Elf, Alchemist (Crypt Braker/Chirurgeon) - always smeared in Vermin repelent - this partly explains his low Charisma. Talks to much, often refers to everyone as T.S. - short of Test Subject"

"SO, just to get it out of the way at the start of the adventure, I will take a moment to say: I want to formally apologize for setting you on fire at some point during the upcoming adventure. I try to minimize the times this occurs, but every now and again it happens. Sorry!

"I will say that I am aware of the chance each time I take a shot. I will often throw beside the monster - as the floor is much easier to hit, and if I miss it is a smaller AOO.

"I have Splash Weapon Mastery (so I can shift the location of a "miss" slightly), Precise Bombs and a good dex. I do regularly use Reduce Person (to increase my DEX and to get another +1 to hit), but I still roll a "1" sometimes - seems to happen about 5% of the time!."

The Exchange 5/5

Looks up from whetstone and blades. "Me, I'm Jane. Jane the Knife. 'Cause it's all about the knives. Master sent me here as the...ah... scout." and she goes back to sharpening her knives. Sheeek-Sheeek!

Pale, blond hair, grey eyes, Agile Mithril Breastplat armor laquered gray, grey clothing, grey cloak. Always has a knife in hand - often sharping it. Wears a lot of knives - all over. Oh, and did I mention the knives?

The Exchange 5/5

My table tent tends to introduce Da Wander...it has a fine picture of her and the following notes...

Name: Da Wander Min-Katheer (yes, he was my adopted father)

Female Tiefling, 6’ 0”, 124#.
Wizard(Foresight)/Rogue/Arcane Trickster

Female Tiefling, Black hair, Yellow Cat’s Eyes, Veiled face
Unnaturally thin, picture "walking skeleton" here, she is normally dressed in dark silk clothing (blacks, grays & brown), with a veil & headscarf. She has only 3 fingers (and thumb) on each hand.

No tail. No horns. Really.

When she talks there's a flash of light and fire. If you look closely you'll realize that fire fills her mouth - from a continual flame spell cast on a tongue stud...

she smiles and a trickle of flame spills from the corners of her mouth.

in a deep sultry voice she says: "I'm Da Wander. On our little trip I'll handle traps, and matters arcane - item IDs, magic detection, etc. I have most of the knowledge skills covered but effectively no person skills. In combat I tend to use spells from a distance, and from hiding. I'm no front liner and really very happy to leave the physical interactions to those of you that enjoy that. I'm sure we will get along splendidly." Brief-bright smile!

Grand Lodge 4/5

Seamus Luckleaf, world's luckiest 'alfling, at yer service. Ye may 'ave 'eard of caravans bringin' 'alflings along fer luck, but no 'alfling's ever brung as much luck as a member o' the Luckleaf clan. And no Luckleaf's ever been as lucky as me.

See, a few years ago, Lady Luck 'erself - that's Goddess Desna ta most folks - she came ta me in a dream. And she says to me, "Seamus," she says, "Ah want ya ta spread the luck around. Tell folks ta believe in the stars, and follow der dreams", she says.

Now, who am ah ta argue with a goddess, 'specially one dat's always been so good to me clan??? So naturally, ah agreed. And ah've been travelin' the world, spreadin' the luck around, and spreadin' faith in the stars and dreams, ever since.

2/5

You walk into the room and see a scarlet hued man carving his own flesh. I am Marcus Samuel. As we proceed I will take point and ask that you step where I do, unless you want to be blown up like the fools I worked with while hunting the Cult of Lassala. Now, who's my buddy tonight? (Male, Ifrit; Unchained Rogue/Pain Taster)

Dark Archive 3/5

"Hallo my darlinks! I em Nisha, and I em ze one who is brinking ze boom. Nish vil do her best to not boom you, but in certain circumstance, is unavoidable and Nisha is verry sorry. Now, you may be vonderink vhat is vith ze horns and ze tail and ze vinks. Is simple! Nisha's great grandmama, she is, how you say? Suc-cu-bus. Ah, she throws the bestest birthday parties..."

Nisha is a tiefling grenadier alchemist. She stands 4 and a half feet tall, wears a mithril chain shirt, carries a longbow, and keeps her shoulder length brown hair confined in a simple ponytail. Signs of her demonic heritage include a pair of horns and a whiplike tail, but her wings appear to be of alchemical origin.

Silver Crusade

Like all my characters, Avelina's intro changes based on the circumstances, and due to me getting bored or forgetting bits of it. This gives you a basic idea of her current one.

Avelina's picture that I show to everyone.

Her outfit has much in common with the standard Iomedaean cassock. However, the yellow trim has been replaced with a more ostentatious gilding, the skirt only goes to the knee and is pleated, and the arms are sleeveless. Her leather opera gloves and thigh-high boots match the same style. Most of her wavy golden blonde hair is back in a ponytail held by at least half-a-dozen ad hoc ties, but a few loose locks frame her face.

Two engraved tomes hang from belt cords on her right, and a longsword modeled after Iomedae's holy symbol hangs in a ruby-encrusted scabbard on her left. Eleven wands crafted in the fashion of Iomedaean sword-crosses line her belt, each wand engraved with a single word such as "Duty," "Valor," "Steadfastness," or "Ascendence." Her spring-loaded wrist sheaths are the same ivory and gold color as her gloves.

Avelina waves to everyone, her motion irrepressibly girly and loose.

"How are all of you, darlings! I'm certain you all know who I, the Favored Soul of Iomedae, am. I used to be able travel incognito, but I just swear, it's impossible these days! It was ever so much more romantic, don't you think?"

She wistfully sighs as she cradles herself, swaddled in some vision of Romance. She finally rouses and takes a heroic upright pose, legs shoulder-width as she draws her longsword and points it straight up into the air.

"I now simply fight as a Warrior of Truth and Love and Beauty and Glory and Valor and, well, all the Great Virtues! My name and reputation strike fear into the hearts of the evil and rouse the Passions of the Good!"

She holds her pose a moment, then--finally noticing the blank stares--she lowers her sword and throws out her hip indignantly, her free hand at her side, finger tapping a staccato rhythm.

"Perhaps I was better at incognito-ing myself than I thought...."

She clears her throat, returning her sword to her sheath and straightening her posture once more. She indicates herself with her open palm, fingers splayed in a dainty arrangement.

"I am Crusader Princess Avelina Theodosia Iomedae Rydell Cecilia Galfrey, Heir Presumptive and Niece of Queen Galfrey of Mendev. And assorted other titles, but we don't stand on ceremony in Mendev. We are too busy keep the lot of you safe from the terrors of the Abyss!"

If there are any attractive women in armor:

She sidles up to them, lightly entwining her arm in theirs, as if she expected to be escorted to a ball. She cranes her neck around and smiles. "Hi. I'm Avelina." She lightly gnaws on her lip. "Oh, right. I said that, didn't I?" Her eyes grow big and dewy, showcasing their clear blue centers, and she gazes upon the woman with her sweetest smile. "I would be honored to have you as my Champion today. Doesn't that sound lovely?" She idly twirls one of her forelocks in her finger.

Scarab Sages 3/5

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Hello friends. I'm here to keep you s-s-safe. Don't worry about Rok, Rok is eternal like t-t-the mountain.

Rok is a grappling monk/druid and is fairly certain that he is immortal.

Grand Lodge 3/5

It takes a second to recognize the overweight man in a breastplate weighted down by bandoleers full of potions and arcane rods. But it is Joe, the barkeep that works Sundays at the Wounded Wisp.

Hello friends, I'm here to make sure that everyone comes home alive.

Dark Archive

Pathfinder Adventure Path, Rulebook Subscriber

This man wearing worn armor and a whip on his waist seems to ooze, depending on your personal preference either smooth effortless confidence or... sleaze... just pure sleaze.

He has short dark hair, a lopsided smile and is wearing a symbol of Calistria around his neck.

[Delivered in my worst Eastern European accent]

Hello, my friends. I am your new friend Johannes! I am here to do all I can for the society and my new comrades! Although, I am not capable of using the grace of vengeful goddess to heal you... if you hand me all of your personal wands I will tend your wounds!

Let's have some fun my new friends. Some of you perhaps, more than others! *WINK!*

The Exchange 4/5

A surly looking dwarf in the armor and weapons of a warrior walks in.

"I'm Dundar Hammerhelm. You'll have 'eard th' Hammerhelm name, o' course. No??? Well, SCREW ALL O' YA!!! We're th' fines' weaponsmiths in all o' Golarion! Only the best dwarven we'pons! If it's not dwarven, it's crap!!!"

For the rest of the session, Dundar will go on to brag to the group about his dwarven longhammer, dwarven boulder helmet, dwarven waraxe, etc. He only uses weapons with the word "dwarven" in their names, along with warhammers. All warhammers are dwarven. That's why they're Torag's favored weapon.

Sovereign Court 1/5

A young human woman with flaming red hair bound in a long, intricate braid steps quietly into the room, a sword nearly as tall as her strapped to her back. She softly clears her throat to show her intent to speak and says (in a vaguely Scottish accent), Good day to you all. My name is Inghinn MacBr-, her voice catches as she turns her eyes away from the rest of the group, a slight blush creeping into her fair cheeks. Ah...actually, it's just Inghinn. My blade is at your service.

Inghinn is a fighter. She hits things with her sword and with her shiny new composite longbow!


Before you stands a relatively young man who you can tell at first glance has lived a rather easy life. No scars at all from what you can tell, he carries himself like you'd expect from someone born into a wealthy family and he certainly dressed to match. You're certain the cape and large hat, complete with a feather, do absolutely nothing to aid him in a fight. All in all he looks rather presumptuous, when he greets you this feeling that he thinks much of himself only intensifies.

"Aha, good to meet you! I won't bore you with formalities and I hope you will do me the same courtesy, friend. I'm Voras Neverion, all you need to know bar that is that I'm here for excitement and adventure, nothing more or less. Now, let's get the rest of the introductions over with, I'm already getting restless."

He speaks a little loudly and gestures as if to add flair to each word. It just makes him come off as rather eccentric, though you suppose it could be worse.

Voras is a Noble Fencer, currently adventuring is search of true purpose, who loves a good little fight and firmly believes that one may as well look flashy and impress those you're about to slay, give them one last show. Of course, he's no heartless killer and tries to talk his way out of more than a couple situations with the charm he hopes his noble birth bestowed upon him.

This is actually my first time trying to but put together an introduction for him, hopefully it's not too ugh.

Silver Crusade 4/5 5/55/55/55/5 ****

A tall pretty red headed half elf in plate armor comes into the room and smiles at everyone. Prominent is a glaive, a holy symbol of Shelyn, and a permanently chipper disposition. "Hello, I'm Lyric, the Singing Paladin! Um, could you look my way when you're talking? I'm deaf, but I read lips."

"I've never been to [adventure Location] before, but I bet we'll make lots of new friends!"

Out of character, I hand out sheets with Lyric's paladin code and explain that she's an oradin (Paladin / Life Oracle cross.) She fights, she heals and she makes friends with everyone. She's even made friends with trolls, goblins and other monsters. It's the power of music. Everyone loves music, right?

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