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Well if it is not too late to jump into this game, may I present my submission, Baralas a Chernasardo ranger hopeful.

So not sure, but did I get into this game??? I have not heard anything, but would still be interested to play!

Ok, ready whenever you are. :-)

Ok, I have added a background. Please take a look and any feedback would be helpful. I do not really know much about the AP (just what was in the Players Guide), so I hope that this works with the group.

This is Daniel Stewart...
Ok, after some thought, I decided to stay with my ranger build. Here he is Baralas. Hope he meets your approval and can find service with your group!

I just underwent further eye surgery and will not be able to make large posts, or may be slow in posting (I can only use my ipad). So please either bot me, or I will try to post. I am also move to a new job in a few weeks, so that is playing merry havoc with things here as well. Moving far north into the Northwest Territories. Should have internet on arrival. Thanks ans sorry for the delays

Baralas readies his quarterstaff in preparation for the coming battle.

Behind his mask, Baralas smiles as the halfling lass ties the lantern to her pig. He says a quiet blessing to Nethys to protect them all as he gathers his few belongings and heads off with the others.

Settling his mask firmly on his head, Baralas meets the others at the appointed time. He carries a pack with his gear, and is leaning on his staff awaiting the others arrival.

me too...just waiting

Looks like all my updates have disappeared from the last day or so...

Baralas stands and give a short bow to the mayor.

"The church of Nethys is always ready to help, and we appreciate your including us in this quest."

He sits back down and, lifting his mask a little, take a sip of ale.

The half elf, deftly lifting the edge of his mask to take a bite of food, is startled by the question. He replaces his mask and chews his food for a moment before replying.

"Do? Well I suppose I do what other priests do during their days, meditate and pray. I also worked in the temple's scriptorium copying old manuscripts and some scrolls. Then there are lectures and studies to help me hone my god-given powers. Oh, and even some weapons training, but I must confess I tried hard to skip as many of those as I could!."

Smiling behind his mask at the antics of the pig, Baralas give a chuckle.

"He sure is a friendly fella! Here now, down you go and I will get you a nice apple to munch. That's a good pig."

Looking down at the pig, the others in the room have no idea what the priest is thinking, until he reaches out and scratches the creature behind its ears.

"A beautiful animal, Goldilocks is it? Pigs are reported to be even smarter than dogs, or so I read in a book from the church library. I am sorry I do not have something to feed you, my curly tailed friend!"

Baralas looks at their new arrival, tilts his head, shrugging his shoulders and returns to speaking with Elias.

"I use the power to help wherever I can. whether it is healing the sick, or soothing a troubled soul, I use the power of Nethys for the good of the people."

Again Baralas nods.

"All magic comes from the All-Seeing Eye, be it arcane or divine. I call upon his divine presence to power my abilities, but others rely on his arcane nature. The most powerful of our order can call upon both!"

"Ah, as to the mask, when Nethys attained godhood, not only was his mind shattered, but also his body. While half appears as a normal human, the other is crackling magical energy which has twisted his visage. Much like myself, haha. He wears the mask to show his duel nature of chaos, humanity, magic and mundane. Does that make sense?"

Baralas nods to the halfling.

"Indeed he is the god of magic, but so much more. He has a dual nature to him, as is laid down in The Book of Magic, the holy text of my church. It is said that he was once a powerful Osiriani wizard who achieved god-head, but in the process shattered his mind. The All- Seeing Eye loves the chaotic nature of magic, but understands the need for some restraint!"

The half-elf give a bit of a chuckle, and turns to speak with the human.

"No offense taken. I wear the mask as a symbol of my god. As well, when younger, I was in a fire that somewhat disfigured my features. I would rather a person stare at the symbol of my faith, than my ruined face!"

Baralas nods and rises to take the man's hand. Then moves on to the halfling lass.

"Baralas, priest of Nethys. I think I have seen both of you around before. Yes, I was also asked to attend this dinner, though like you I am not sure why, but I do have my suspicions."

He returns to his chair, and again absently adjusts his mask.

Making sure his mask in in place, Baralas shakes his head when offered a drink. He takes a seat in one of the offered chairs and awaits their host, and whoever else might be joining them.

I would not mind getting to know my fellow adventurers and getting started

Hello all! Thanks for choosing my character!!! Looking forward to playing this!

Here is Baralas again...thanks!

Ok, this is Daniel Stewart. Here is the alias for my submission, a cleric of Nethys.
Thanks

Feeling the sting of the Troll as it claws rip into him, Baralas retaliates by trying to put the brute to sleep

Sleep spell: 5d8 ⇒ (1, 8, 5, 6, 1) = 21 hp of creature slept.

Stepping quickly forward, Baralas speaks a word of two of magic, and his hands begin to glow with a white nimbus. He rushes the Troll, and attempts to lay his hands upon its rubbery hide.

Shocking Grasp

Attack-melee: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2 plus cannot react until next turn

still here!!

Baralas stops concentrating on the illusion and waits until both creatures are facing him before he splays out both hands towards them. From his fingertips a rainbow of colours flow towards the trolls, in a scintillating cacophony of colour.

Casts Colour Spray: 6d10 ⇒ (3, 6, 10, 7, 5, 3) = 34 hp affected.

Using his magical ability, Baralas creates what looks like a camp fire off in the wood away from the troll's cave. He adds some sounds as well, like several people talking softly, and moving about.

[ooc]I believe that this was the plan...right?[ooc]

Casting

Baralas nods as Gandalf heads out into the forest. While waiting he speaks with the others about plans to take the trolls.

"I have some ability to create phantoms and illusions which can be used to confuse and luer these beasts to where we want them. Is should allow our warriors the opportunity to strike the monsters from concealment. I also have a spell that causes sleep, but I do not know if it would work against these trolls. Finally I can create a shocking grasp, but I would need to touch the trolls to do damage. Does anyone have other ideas?"

Baralas examines the rock blocking the cave entrance, but is more worried by the larger evil he can detect in the area.

Investigation: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

"You may call me Baralas. A please to meet you Arradir."

"A great evil was here, and not so very long ago. Something worst than trolls haunts these woods. A greater evil than those foul beasts. We need to be vigilant."

So saying, the half-elf mutters a few words and briefly his form is outlines in a deep maroon light, which fades as quickly as it appeared.

Cast Mage Armor

Investigation: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (20) + 6 = 26

"It is not a good sign when one of the Eldar acts rashly like a short lived man...", the 1/2 elf says as he follows the brash elfess.

Woot!!

Once the party is ready, we continue down the path following the tracks of the trolls.

Baralas speaks a long string of elvish words, speaking directly to Ellshia.

Baralas waits silently while the group decides who shall lead.

"It looks as if they headed off into the woods over there.", says the half-elf, pointing in the direction of the tracks.

Nature: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15

Baralas looks up at the elfess, then stands and speaks as well.

"I too will aid in the fight against these dark creatures."

While he is waiting for a reply from the elfess, Baralas looks up and sees the familiar pointed grey hat, and then hears the voice of Mithrandir. The colour drains from the half-elf's face, and he quickly sits down at the table with his kinswoman.

Why did he follow me here?, he thinks as he attempts to keep a low profile from the Grey Wizard.

Baralas notices the shy elfess enter the taproom, warily looking about. He rises and approaches her.

"Êl síla erin lû e-govaned vîn" he says, bowing slightly with his right hand over his heart.

It was a long and dangerous trip to make it to this town, Bree was it? The roads have become dangerous, and the countryside awash with bandits, and worse.
I left the port city of Dol Amroth and slowly drifted north, first to the great fortress city of Minas Tirith, and then along the road into Rohan. A short stay at Edoras was followed by the long journey through the lands of Dunland, between the Isen and Gwathlo rivers. The passing through the ruined town of Tharbad showed just how desolate the lands had become. The old stone bridge has nearly been swept away, and the town is little more than a few crude huts hidden in the ruins.
Once across the Gwathlo, also known as the Greyflood, the lands improved, if only slightly, as more villages and farms dotted the empty area, until the road split; the west route leading into the lands of the hobbits, and the north to the town of Bree.
And so it was on a pleasant, sunny day that I arrived in the town, giving my name to the gate watchman and getting directions to this Inn. The rest was well deserved, however my traveler's blood has once again began to beat to the rhythm of the roads.

Relaxing in the taproom, a mug of small beer at hand, Baralas watched the many guests coming and going from the Inn, enjoying the buzz of talk and tales told by fellow travelers.

Also, dot..lol

Yes mine (Daniel) is all done...just waiting for a check and OK for him and I will be all ready!!

Hey GMV. Glad to see you here. I used the encyclopedia of arda myself.

Ok..finally could make my alias (which is here)....check over and hope he is ok