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Big John spots the biggest guy in the tavern and makes a beeline for him. "We've got to end this quick", he warns his companions. "It's just a matter of time before this kind of brawl gets bloody. Isilme, stay behind me!"

Lining up with his opponent, the smith opens with a swift jab. He follows with a mean hook.

Punch: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13
Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Punch: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19
Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

Nal, it might be worth burning a hero point on one of those rolls. I'm happy to pass my extra hero point from a GM glyph your way.

Big John and Isilme can't do any of those.

Big John eyes the drink warily but tosses it down.

Fort: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12 - Jeeze

Hero Point!: 1d20 + 10 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 10 + 1 = 31

The big man blinks, slowly. After taking a moment to process the awful liquor, he gently takes the glass from Isilme's hand. "Thank me later..."

After helping to lower Isilme into the water, John joins her. The big man hits the water like a boulder, messily splashing the deck of the Payoff.

Swim: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16

Big John leveled up to 3.

With one hand Big John fidgets with an ornate pair of goggles resting on his forehead. Hanging from the other massive arm is a beautiful elven woman with copper-colored skin and long dark hair. The woman tuts, stopping the blacksmith's fussing and taking his enormous hand within her own.

"Stop worrying. Everything is going to be fine."

"I wish you'd stayed back in Abasalom", John grouses. "You'd be safe back there. They tell me Port Peril is a rough place."

"Need I remind you that I was the one that sent for the Pathfinders when the undead were bearing down on us? We share this debt together and will not see my husband bear the burden alone. Besides, you know I can take care of myself", the elven woman says with a smirk.

Big John sighs, recognizing an unwinnable fight when he sees one. "I know."

Because the couple that adventures together stays together, Big John will be bringing his wife, Isilme, along as a hireling.

***

"Sounds simple enough. Do you have reason to believe there will be eyes and ears watching Miss Fane?"

Big John readies his maul as his lumbers toward the nearest serpent. "No stowaways!"

Smash: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20
Damage: 1d12 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

Impressed, Big John studies the scene carefully. "It looks like our man got the beast in the end."

Readying one of the crowbars gifted to the party by Captain Vriggdahl, John winches the sea serpent's fanged maw open. "Pull him out!" he says between grunts of effort.

Athletics: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

Hero Point!: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (15) + 8 = 23

I would guess: Marra, Big John, Muzzo, Nal, Pan, Aeleni.

As the party is boarding their vessel, Big John pulls the sorceress aside.

"Hey there lass! Was it Aeleni? I've got a couple of those magic scrolls you might find some use for. I keep telling Miss Westyr that I'm not a mage and I don't know how to use them but she keeps packing them in my things anyway."

Scroll of Heal x2.

***

Big John is wide-eyed with fright by the powerful storm but he rushes to do his best to help out the crew.

Athletics: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26

Society: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19

"Hmm. I haven't spent much time at sea. Any of you experienced sailors?"

"I'm afraid not, Venture Captain" answers a huge middle-aged man with a massive hammer slung over one broad shoulder. "Should we be? I apologize, I've barely touched the 'catch up material' from Miss Westyr."

Realizing the assembly is looking his way at this point, the muscular bear of a man offers the group a humble nod in greeting. "The name's John. Folks back home used to call me Big John. I'm a blacksmith by trade but these hands see more use smashing than smithing these days."

Player name: Feral
Character name: Big John
Character level: 2
Slotted faction boon: Horizon Hunter
PFS #: 10774-2006
Perception modifier: +6
Usual exploration mode tactic: Seek
Lore skills trained: Architecture, Elven, Engineering, Guild, Mercantile, Smithy
Earn Income check: Blacksmithing x2 days: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
Trained agent or field agent? Trained Spell x3

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Big John is a big man with a big hammer. He’s a level 2 fighter looking to pay back his debt to the Society for rescuing him and his wife when Lastwall fell.