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29 posts. Alias of Capt Wombat.


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Female
Status:
Aasimar [Elf] Cleric L1 HP 10/10| Defense16 T12 FF14 | imun-,sleep, DR5 Cold/Fire/Elc | HP 10/10 | F +4 R +2 W +4 | Init+2
Cleric L1

She nods
"I agree, I may self am here for the hunting, there are things in the woods that are hard to find in more civilized land and to plant some of these"

She says holding up a single tree seed.

And elf would know a Hometree seed when they see one, grows over a long number of years into vast trees Elves can live in

In Elvish she says

"I plant the future"

An old Elf saying


Female
Status:
Aasimar [Elf] Cleric L1 HP 10/10| Defense16 T12 FF14 | imun-,sleep, DR5 Cold/Fire/Elc | HP 10/10 | F +4 R +2 W +4 | Init+2
Cleric L1

At Arilyth words Amber says,
"I agree with Arilyth Master Ravboom, the best of luck to you we may meet again, if so I hope you will tell me of all your adventures."

"Well it seems to be just us now, So Arilyth what brought you to the great wild woods of the Riverlands?"

She smiles at Sirsi and fills her glass with another drink.
then looks over at the odd woman sat on her own with a raven.
Stilling the Bottle she indicates for her to come over and join them at the new empty goblins seat.

"would you care to join us, this is very good wine"
Amber says in common Zlatomíra Havranová.


True :0)
OK GM I will keep her in the Inn talking to the none picked if that's ok,
Could we carry on roll playing in the Inn.

GM, You do know there is a whole other party now in the inn that was not picked. :)

To the picked, again all the best everyone.

Cap


Well It seems you have a party cleric, I hope my dyslexic spelling did not sink me again, always seems to. Saying that it was fun in the inn, so good luck everyone and lots of fun and stuff, all the best guys.

GM do you mind if I roll play her exit v the inn? So she's not just hanging etc.
:)


Female
Status:
Aasimar [Elf] Cleric L1 HP 10/10| Defense16 T12 FF14 | imun-,sleep, DR5 Cold/Fire/Elc | HP 10/10 | F +4 R +2 W +4 | Init+2
Cleric L1

She leans in close to him and whispers in his ear.

"Don't tell any one but I'm a lady"

She winks at him with a slight smile then leans back up.

"A Lord you say, dos this Lord have a name Master Ravboom other than Lord."

she looks over as Cerian gets up and walks to the bar, then back at Ravboom.

now where is he going i wunder


Happy Xmass Present HERE


Female
Status:
Aasimar [Elf] Cleric L1 HP 10/10| Defense16 T12 FF14 | imun-,sleep, DR5 Cold/Fire/Elc | HP 10/10 | F +4 R +2 W +4 | Init+2
Cleric L1

At Ravboom words Amber suddenly becomes very series and concentrated, she leans in close to him.

"Did you just say Master Ravboom you where going to go hunt and kill monsters in the great woods. Now that is most interesting Master Ravboom."

She waves for another Ale for the Goblin

" Please do tell us more, could I ask just where you where thinking of going hunting such things?"

The next Ale comes she places it in front in his hands and smiles a grin on a smile

"Also let me ask Master Ravboom, if it was offered would you be willing to have help in hunting and killing such monsters and bandits?"

Amber looks over at Cerian meeting his eyes as she says that last part.

S-motive Cerian:

for you

"Hunting bandits for you -> Keerrrr Ching!!"

Then thinks to herself
At last now this is more like it, no more hunting local game, something more changeling at last


Female
Status:
Aasimar [Elf] Cleric L1 HP 10/10| Defense16 T12 FF14 | imun-,sleep, DR5 Cold/Fire/Elc | HP 10/10 | F +4 R +2 W +4 | Init+2
Cleric L1

Amber's face stays the same a slight smile but she dos raise and eye brow at the ear-muffs comment by Sirsi.

"Do they really sing out of tune, that dos not sound like the dwarf songs I have heard before, low yes, loud and ruckus as well, but they where in tone. May be they where not authentic as you say. You know that makes me think. Master Ravboom what are goblin songs like?"

She asks, wile sipping her wine, she moves her leg and for a moment you may see a fine Elven knife strapped to her leg. It looks finally made and also worked from cold Iron. There is a symbol on it of a great tree, half moon.


Female
Status:
Aasimar [Elf] Cleric L1 HP 10/10| Defense16 T12 FF14 | imun-,sleep, DR5 Cold/Fire/Elc | HP 10/10 | F +4 R +2 W +4 | Init+2
Cleric L1

Amber looks at Arilyth then back at Ravboom. This she would like to hear as well, to have done that speech he must have had some from of education.
It would be interesting to know.

She looks up and around the room,
Any others willing to take the stage?
She thought to herself,
shame the music has stopped

Then a serving girl comes over with a Ale for Ravboom, a bottle of wine and classes.

Amber take the Ale and hands it to Ravboom.
"For you Master Ravboom"

Then she places a glass in front of all the others there, Even Arilyth she fills the glasses with the pale ice wine.

To Arilyth she says with a smile.
"I'm sorry the Inn dos no have better fair Arilyth, but should you change your mind"

Then she gos back to waiting on Master Ravboom.


Female
Status:
Aasimar [Elf] Cleric L1 HP 10/10| Defense16 T12 FF14 | imun-,sleep, DR5 Cold/Fire/Elc | HP 10/10 | F +4 R +2 W +4 | Init+2
Cleric L1

Amber nods at him looking very interested in what he says.
"I did not know that, fascinating, so you have a much better hearing ability than I knew. So Master Ravboom what brings you to the great river lands?"


Female
Status:
Aasimar [Elf] Cleric L1 HP 10/10| Defense16 T12 FF14 | imun-,sleep, DR5 Cold/Fire/Elc | HP 10/10 | F +4 R +2 W +4 | Init+2
Cleric L1

Nods as Arilyth says she likes A finer kind wine.
In elvish
"I know what you mean Arilyth finding such wines is hard, I'll see what the inn keep has, we may be surprised this close to true elf lands."

When the goblin comes over she looks sad when he talks about being shot at by elves,
In common she says.
"I really am sorry to hear that Master Ravboom, they must have been very frightened of you, that's all I can think about why they would act so. You do look quit intimidating you know. Arr here's your drink now, shall we lisson to Arilyth"

When Ravboom asks for Arilyth to sing like a dwarf, she shows no sign that any odd has been asked, but just waits to hear the fine song.

As Sirsi OBannon starts to talk she pays attention and nods at her words.

"Well how about what I'm drinking, it's a sweet pale ice wine, very refreshing"

She orders a bottle and another glass for Sirsi.

"Dwarf song I believe tend to be about gems stones, fights and axes but I could be wrong! but if not I wunder what that ones was about"


Female
Status:
Aasimar [Elf] Cleric L1 HP 10/10| Defense16 T12 FF14 | imun-,sleep, DR5 Cold/Fire/Elc | HP 10/10 | F +4 R +2 W +4 | Init+2
Cleric L1
Sirsi O'Bannon wrote:

Sirsi's claps the goblin enthusiastically, "if you don't get free drinks for that show, then I'll at least buy you a few.

She heads over to the table with the three elves, "is this table for elves only, or can a lowly half - breed join you? ,Sirsi flashes a smile.

Amber had clapped politely after each performance. She had no need of free drinks, being a light drinking and not having the inclination to perform. The evening was coming full and tonight was turning out to be a good one for the Inn keep.

At the dagger juggling she was impressed. Not so at the rude song about the Elf maid, but that was down not to the skill of the performer bit to the content of the song. The goblin was a joy, his flawless rendition of such a well known speech.

Then the singer of the funny song had come over.

"O course you are free to join us, we just happen to be sat close to each other, it's most defiantly not an exslustive Elf table."

She's smales at Sirsi getting up and I declaring to her an empty seat. Then leans in close to her and whispers

" I know that for a fact being a kind of lowly half breed myself."

She smiles ruefully and blinks her gold eyes to make the point., then leaning back she says.

"Why not ask you Goblin freand here as well, I would love to buy him a drink for such a show, very well done indeed."

Still standing she indicates with a hand movement he should come over and get a drink.
She also asks one of the serving staff to come to her as well.

"I fact let me buy you a drink as well, and introduce my self I'm Amber Shorelight, a healer and a huntress not always in the order, may I ask your name and drink you would like?"

She waits with a smile for a name to be offered.


Female
Status:
Aasimar [Elf] Cleric L1 HP 10/10| Defense16 T12 FF14 | imun-,sleep, DR5 Cold/Fire/Elc | HP 10/10 | F +4 R +2 W +4 | Init+2
Cleric L1

She smiles at Cerian and says.

"Χάρηκα για τη γνωριμία Cerian, ελπίζω ότι την ημέρα που βρέθηκαν σας καλά. Αν δεν σας δική μου ζητώντας μου, φαίνεται να ψάχνει για περίπου ένα. Έχω εδώ λίγες μέρες, αν περιγράφατε που ψάχνετε για μπορεί να έχουν δει τους αν δεν μπορείτε να βρείτε τους εδώ τώρα"

Elvish:

English to Greek in Bing Translator

"Nice to meet you Cerian, I hope the day found you well. If you don't mine me asking, you seem to be looking for some one. I've been here a few days, if you describe who you looking for I may have seen them if you can not find them here now"

She also now looks around the room.

Adding
"This is a most interesting, do you know two nights ago the most brutal fight broke out, some dwarfs beer was spilled and well. I spent most of the night healing, but it was interesting."

She thought to herself
This could be another night like that, what with the weather, we shall see. With a goblin drinking, great woods then they got drunk who knew what could happen."

As the well dressed young swordsman calls out his toast she joins in bu raising her glass. Every night this was done, more than once, it seemed a kind of local tradition. She just wished there was more to do than look at the rain and make jokes. She was getting restless she could feel it. Something had to be happening here, bards every night told the local news. Family's are war, lands cleared and taken, new trade roots, it all seem to be going on. Just not where she was.

Then the Inn Keep put out the call form others to come and entertain.
Now She thought Lets see what they have to say tonight.

She casts purify-food-and-drink on every thing she eats and drinks as part of a shot low sound prayer to her god


My mini iPad yet again Auto carrecting from hell, changing Hourse for Houses
Just gave me a wunderful idea for Ambers back ground.
Here family dos indeed breed Houses
Or living trees/ Home Trees some wood elf community's and others use to make houses in the trees with.


Female
Status:
Aasimar [Elf] Cleric L1 HP 10/10| Defense16 T12 FF14 | imun-,sleep, DR5 Cold/Fire/Elc | HP 10/10 | F +4 R +2 W +4 | Init+2
Cleric L1

Looks on as the tattooed elf ranger, places coin next to hers and offers to buy her and the bard a drink.

"A glass of sweet wine would be nice, and a jug of water, I don't like it to strong. As for a meal, why not let me treat you two, it would be my pleasure."

She waves one of the servers over, as she dos a finly worked silver holy symbol to elf god Ketephys can be seen under her fine dress sliping between her breasts.

"pleased to meet you both my common name is Amber Shorelight"

Then in elvish she add:

"My Elven name is The lady Clineena Aythrowon Spheena, of the family Spheena the house breeders. Nice to meet you both."


Female
Status:
Aasimar [Elf] Cleric L1 HP 10/10| Defense16 T12 FF14 | imun-,sleep, DR5 Cold/Fire/Elc | HP 10/10 | F +4 R +2 W +4 | Init+2
Cleric L1

She claps lightly as the Elf bard finishes her set.
Then carry's on down a her feet resting for a moment on every step.
An aura of good seems to spread out form her, she is very well dressed in fine clothing.

Image here

Amber has a slight smile of her face as her Gold eyes look around the room, she walks over to a table and takes a seat next to Arilyth.

In a soft and well educated noble voice she says.

"That was a wonderful rendition, thank you for that"

She places a gold coin on Arilyth table.

"Allow me to show my oppression by getting you a drink or meal"

she says this in common so others can here and hopefully copy her actios.


Female
Status:
Aasimar [Elf] Cleric L1 HP 10/10| Defense16 T12 FF14 | imun-,sleep, DR5 Cold/Fire/Elc | HP 10/10 | F +4 R +2 W +4 | Init+2
Cleric L1

The sounds from below informed her the doors to the In. where open again.
She had had a nice bath, said her blessings got dressed, shifting her cloths to a long green dress. Her feet where bare as aways, she hatted have foot ware on. She had fixed her hair in place and now she was looking at her self in the mirror.

She had been staying at the inn for a few days, reading and researching the local area and city. But it was dull work, what she liked was the evenings when all manner of types came to the inn to talk and drink. Meeting them was fascinating and fun. She hopped tonight would be the same.

Getting up she thought to herself.

Well best go down there and see who's in today"

She closed and locked her room door behind her then headed down the Inn stares,


I need someone to rest the royal feet on, Cerian, your up. :)


Such a shame the other 8 spy masters think your one spy master to many.

Now what kind of sovereign would have all them spy masters going after each other like the I ask ya.

:)


Good lords my Country's going to have a LOT of spymasters.

No one want to be the Jester, who's going to look after, public works the Drains, roads and such. Core city Planning. What about Farming, Trade, The Diplomatic core, The Civil servants, tax office, Education, Law courts and enforcement and jails, what about Race and Faith relations not to mention public health.

Come on people, we have to build a fully working nation State here, with all the Macro and Miro Economics that go along with that.

Running around the Royal courts back rooms chasing each other with cloak and daggers dos not a nation make.

So decrees Queen Amber the 1st


Hella Wolf wrote:
Its not a matter of what train to jump on. I would rather let it come naturally. What ever that position may be.

I bet you say that to all the Girls :)


"King? King? whats all this talk of kings Queen! you mean, The most high and benevolent Queen of the great woods, high priestess of the temple wood lands lands of Ketephys. Benefactor of the great tree cites of the new lands. Friend to elf, human, dwarf, Gnome, and all civilized races that dwell in her realm. Great in wisdom, mighty in arms, cunning in ..."

She puts her finger in her lips and looks the Gnome herald

"Shush, Queen will do just fine thank you"

------

Nope no plans like that for my PC.

PS

Found some nice images to give and Idea of how my PC looks

Ref Image 1 here - Her Cleric look
Ref Image 2 here - Her hunting Look
Ref Image 2 here - In the secret Temple woods


As my wise old Cleric tutor used to say

"It's the wise not brave elf that sill has Her fingers after patting a Goblins head"


"what a Cute little Goblin"
Patting head then Amber runs before the teeth snap. ---->


I tired to keep it short GM,

What dos Amber bring
Well shes a Front line healer.
Good in a fight.
Divine Magic.
Elf + outside back grounds
Her Faith with in the idea of a nation.
She is respectful and to a point tolerant of others [bar out and out evil].

GM:

Shes also not your run of the mill mini-maxed cleric, I like PCs with more story to tell, more than just a device to lurch form one Fight to the next. Always thinking AC and DMG I find wares a bit thin very Quickly. That's just me as a player, I want to see her grow and see how and where she grows. That's what I seek in a game, more than showing off a new magic toy or ability. Things a PC gets to me, have to mean something to the tail of the PC. I hope you see where I am coming with this. Games I find broken down into Crunch 1st, Fluff 2ed lead play I find it just lack the fun for me. To me kingmaker is a path that needs a PC to grow into a bigger roll. That's why I would like to be in this game, I would love to see her grown in such a game space.

Cap

Amber Shorelight Back ground:

Birth:

"It’s a daughter" The half-elf birth maid had called, then there was silence.
Something was wrong, o gods not my wife, not my child
he thought and rushed into the birthing room. The scene that greeted him was one of stillness. The maid was looking down at his wife Allnra who was in turn looking down at the baby she held in cloth, face exposed. Elf magic meant his wife was over the pain, she looked well just, in shock, Slowly he walked over, what could it be that held them so”
He stopped when he got to them and looked down, seeing the round oval face of an elf girl child, hair yellow, that was a family trait and her eyes. Now he knew what held them, the child’s eyes, they were, they were ”Gold?” not just eyes that had golden flecks, or a golden hue, no, what looked back at him were two golden orbs.
"An Elsiem tainted, what? Who?"
He looked at his wife; she did not take her eyes of the child.
Not Her it had to be his my side, mine and my mother’s hair, there had been stories of an ancestor before the stone fall, but…
He was conflicted, was this a good thing or bad, what if others looked on this in a bad light, this could affect the family’s holdings, the work they were doing to establish themselves. Then something court his eye, a mark on the child’s breast,
No on my daughter breast
He corrected himself making up his mind. It looked like, so much like, the symbol of Ketephys, it did not matter if it was or not, it had was a stroke of luck. He spoke, breaking the spell in the room.
"By the will of Ketephys , our daughter dear wife is a most wonderful blessing to the family, see here where she has his symbol. Her eyes are those of blessed one, a fair wind blow in the trees this day and with it a child of the hunter came to us"
He smiled with pride and placed one hand on his child’s head the other on his wife’s arm.
The look of still shock left his wife and she smiled, she knew what he had done, what they had to do it.
"Yes dear, Inora go fetch Dasron and tell him to go get the priest of Ketephys, we will have this day recorded "
After the birth made left she looked at her husband.
”Golden eyes Lynraon, and a smile of light, she is wonderful and our blessing.”
He smiled back at her, this is how it had to be, always with the family things had to be made to work in their new home.

Young life:
She had a nurse Kataraon, a human she had been young when she had started as her nurse, but humans aged so much faster. Now she was slow and always comparing of the cold, Amber did not mind it, she never had. On this winter’s night out on the outer branches of the family home tree, she could see down below the horses breading pens. She liked the pens; they smelled of life and wildness, the family made its money by breading fast horses, out from this small wooded land over to the wider plains the horses ran free. She had spent days out there, just riding bear back. She hated to place a saddle of a horse; they told her they hated them.
”You’re going to be late for your classes, you know the priestess hates to be kept waiting, now come along miss”
Kataraon was almost to her.
”here it comes” she thought.
”O gosh not again Amber! Will you please put some boots on, you will catch you death of cold on a winters night like this, silly girl.”
She hated having boots on, in fact she hated having anything on her feet. Footwear just did not feel right and they made her feet sweaty, cramped. But she nodded.
”All go and get my boots before a got to class”
She bent and picked up her Long Spear, but she got more from the nurse.
” Goodness gracious amber why do you carry that thing around the homestead, all the other young elves are leaning to use swords, much more refined for a lady like you dear.”
She shrugged
”I don’t like swords, there to… heavy. …You can’t hunt with a sword”
She gave Kataraon a shrug and a look that said ‘I do my best’.
Kataraon just shuck her head slowly,
”Well I’m just telling you what your father said. Now come along girl, it’s almost time”
They moved off, amber gave one last look out from the tree heights, then into the house true.
She would be coming of age soon and needed to pick her aim in life. The priestess has subjected something to Amber that she had been thinking over for weeks. There was a hidden temple deep in the elfwoods to Ketephys. With her heritage and gifts, the priestess had said she would be welcomed, that she would be given the training in the ways of the faith. It would take years, but that meant little to an elf, even one with higher plane blood. She would tell the priestess today her mind on this, then her mother and father, later the rest of the family and retainers. Soon she would be heading into the Elfwoods and she did not know if she would ever come back.

Cleric of Ketephys.
She stood on the stone, a single stone in a holy glade. All around in the woods was the temple to Ketephys, it had no walls or roof made of stone. The every wood itself was the temple, some way from here was a building but it was an elf long house made of fine wood work. She was naked but for hunting knife belt, her bow and spear. Before her stood three priestess, still like her, they two where armed for hunting. Naked and still, she and they were waiting. Waiting to see if she would be accepted by Ketephys into his priestess ranks, she had been a novice for so long. The longest they had known. Twice she had stood here, just as she did now waiting all day on the spring crescent moon for the sign. Others she had strained with had been chosen, now they were off into the world fully ordained. But she had stood and nothing. So much for a birthmark she thought to herself. It was getting late and it would not be long now, a third time would be a disaster, there would be no forth. For she would be asked to leave, sent home with a simple, not found to have what was needed. All this time wasted, she had worked hard, harder than most, to show she had what was sort. Skill with a bow, able to use the magic’s gifts of Ketephys, She worked hard and it was all down to this day and this moment. She closes her eyes, Well mother, father I did what I thought I was meant to do, by the signs and my blood. Just was not meant to be. She let the dream die in her.
Then a sound, a thud, she opened her eyes and looked where the three judgment priestesses where looking. To where a great stag stood, He’s head high. He’s front leg pondering the earth.
His voice came.
”When you have quit finished feeling sorry for yourself child of the woods, we can begin”
She smiled is his joking tone, she had been picked, chosen and accepted.
”The feast thing you need to know is, that you must always resect that which you hunt, for it has life to and taking it is an act of warship that must be done right. I hunt is not about fear; it is about where things sit in the great weave of life. That is way today you will lean what it is to be hunted. So that when you are one of my priestesses you will never forget what it means to hunt others.”
She looked at her hands they changed, she fell on all fours, she bellowed, she was…
One of the three priestesses said to her,
”You will run now, seek to hide, seek to flee, seek to keep away from us hunters little one for if we catch you, we will kill you.”
Fear gripped her, pour terror and she ran, no she bolted and behind she could hear the hunting calls of the priestesses. That night she leaned, the next day, once more herself, she accepted the spear that marked her faith.

Home:
They were happy, they sang, they had a party they drank, they told stories. Her Mother was most proud. On the second week she came to Amber and sat with her.
”So what now, will you go back into the woods sweetheart or seek as home and family of your own? You know young Kallrooss likes you and now you’re adult a priestesses as well. You would make a find coupling. “
She looked at her mother.
”I know he dos and he’s sweet, but… after being at the temple for so long. I missed the rides, the ...”
”I know dear, you have always had a free spirit, from when you were a child. Before Kataraon passed away, she left you this, I was going to give you it later but I think now is the right time”
She held out a silver object, looking at it she could see it was a holy symbol of Ketephys.
”She said you would know what it means.”
She felt a pang of guilt talking about Kataraon, she had been at the temple when the news had come of her death, age they said. She had cried for a week, and said the words to the dead. But she still felt a pain in her heart for the loss. She took the holy symbol from her mother’s hand. The fact that Kataraon has got it for her, as a gift for her coming back, meant a lot. It meant she had accepted what amber was doing, and that she expected her to do well.
Her mother have her a moment, then said softly.
There is an inscription on the back, I can’t read it but Kataraon said to me once you would know what it means. Amber turned over the symbol. On the back it simply read in fine Celestial.
”Amber, Go where your Heart takes you and put your boots on”
She burst out laughing, then stopped, she looked down at her bare feet, and smiled
Wise old Kataraon”
Once sentence summing up her life, she looked up, her mother was looking at here in a concerted way.
”Is everything all right dear?”
She let out a breath.
”Yes mum everything is fine, I best tell you know, I’m not staying and I’m not going back to the temple”
”Where are you going then?”
She looked up at the sky.
”Where my heart and Ketephys send me mother, Where my heart and Ketephys send me”

She had packed that night, the next they her father came, they talked and at the end he nodded. It was the way of elfs, freedom meant things like this. It was respected; o she could always come back. They would still be here, but it was the Elven way. They gave her a mount, one of the family’s best from that year’s crop and some coin. She had taken a hunting dog from the temple pack with her as well. Once packed she simply waved and headed out where she would end up she did not know. But she had faith and that for now was all she needed.

NOTES:

In ancient times, the land encompassing much of the River Kingdoms was a type of hunting reserve for the elves of Kyonin, known as Telvurin

[url=http://pathfinder.wikia.com/wiki/Kyonin][/url]

Cordelon is a small, independent country on the Sellen River in the southern River Kingdoms. Its centers of population are the village of Bacul Gruii and the larger Novoboro. Once long ago, Cordelon was a staging area for the return of the elves of Kyonin from their self-imposed exile in Sovyrian. Some of them stayed behind and eventually began intermarrying with the local human population. Although the large majority of the people living in Cordelon now can be considered human, strong elven traits and features can be seen in most of them. The locals distrust outsiders, but welcome elves.

Description:

Sex - Female
Height 6'4"
Wright - 68lb
Build: Unusually Tall and slender
Hair: Long and Golden yellow
Eyes: Gold Orbs
Skin: Amber/golden in tone
Legs: Extra long

What looks to be a first glance an Elf maid, Closer inspection is in fact a Very tall and slender Aasimar of Elf descent . She moves with grace and has a kind face; her cloths tend to yellow and deep greens. Her skin is like fine gold silk cloth, her arms and legs long and slender, her feet are bare. But the one thing that may make you think Aasimar is this Elf-maids eyes, They are Orbs of gold, that reflect and glint back light. She rides a fine elf bred horse and has what looks to be a dark hunting dog with her. For arms, she carries a long cold Iron spear, fine looking Elf Long bow and hunting knife. Her Armour seems light and well made, some kind of elf armoured coat. She is well spoken and if you ask she will tell you she is a Cleric Priestess of Ketephys the Elfish god of hunting.
The Silver holy Symbol she carries show this to be true.

In personality, she is happy go lucky, yet at time grim, She likes to hunt and seems to be happy with others or alone. She makes friends with ease and when needed will help others. All in all a good elf from the woods


Mekura wrote:
I'm wanting to sign up like everyone else, but I can't help but feel like Kingmaker seems too big for PbP, and echoing sentiments, that you'd never finish it :/

I aways take it as it come, if a GM is willing to put in the time, then I'll post more than once a day and stay the course. :)

Reworking her back ground, with more elf cleric stuff v her god.


DM AldoriRavenLord wrote:
I'm liking what I'm seeing so far. I haven't been able to go over all the submission's so far but since you called it out Amber I'll cover it. Garuda blooded is not from one of the approved sources for this run through. and I don't have the splatbook it is from so I'm going to have to say no. Sorry. I hate saying no, it looks good mechanicly but as already stated I'm trying to keep sources pure and splats to a minimum for my first pbp.

Arr that's a shame, but no problem GM I'll change her to core it in a few hours, working on back story changes now warring I do long back story's :)


O this is such fun, made a mad Cleric.
GM this may need Ok'ing form you as she can fly, poorly and slow but can.
Think is fun.


This PC was in another game that dropped dead, would love to use her in this GM
With some small reworking
Going 100% with good Aasimar cleric, party of up to 8 is going to need a good healer I the ranks.