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Wohoo! Traits! Here is What my build looks like now GM

Level 1 Will be Cleric, Dropping Crusader Archetype
2-3 Will be Paladin, Picking up more Melee while MK keeps CL up
4 onwards will be Cleric

You might want to consider cavalier, with emisary archtype you get your d10, good bab, mount companion, challenge, free mounted combat and no movement reduction in med armour (think mithril heave later on) and with order of the star you add 1 (half the cav levels) to your channel energy.

A decade of pirating, a little naive, and ever ready for plunder here.

Aven sits slightly bewildered for a moment at the slew of talking and back and forth and acting. And then several of them start talking like they had rocks in their mouths!

"There do be a school of drinkers in here now. A festival with free ale do be sounding grand. I could do for some action and some plunder truth be told, yet there be no finer drink than a free one."

Aven looks around to see if anyone will notice his now empty mug...

"I have heard the siren call of Besmara, yet my faith is all i have, i do be lacking in a few skills some priestly types have.."
The last part trails off as the elf unloads his cargo of words and runs out.
"Undine? do he be talking about me? Thar best have been no insult whatever he calls me."
Turning back to the table he looks at digger.
"Seems you do be one to get up to some mischief, i do like me a bit of excitement now and then. Thar do be no fun like a good boarding action."

Graciously accepting the drink aven takes a long smooth drink.
"My thanks, tis truly a fine drink. As for tales, i do be no bard or skald, just a humble man looking for a new start i do be. From some charts i saw this dot and a scribble saying santpoint, and i was of a mind to see it and a bit o' the world not covered in water. Now you say there be a temple of some sort? to who? I do have a curious mind about priestly ways."
Aven takes a seat as he goes on, hopefully next to whoever bought him the ale.

A entirely average size man walks in, when the average stopping at size. His clothes are a calamity of colours, including his deep blue skin.
He leaves his rapier on and drops his bag and shield (looks like a barrel lid with straps) near the door.

"Well this looks to be a lively group. Ahoy to you all, i do hope they have better than grog here, i could do for a drink. And do tell me what is this festival i hear of?"

Total PbP noob, think i got my alias right. I am 0-5 getting into a game.