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AC17/T11/FF16, HP 12/12, F+5,R+1,W+1
![]() "Hmm... Those are very pretty and, no doubt, quite expensive. I agree, we should do our best to return them to this Lady Argentea or what her name may be." Looking back to Marianna, she raises an eyebrow. "Most odd that. I fear they must be up to something most foul. Once we gain our bearings, should we march on?" ![]()
AC17/T11/FF16, HP 12/12, F+5,R+1,W+1
![]() "Most odd. I had been led to believe it was get but here? The cruelties of unseat instead. I would not put it past the Winter Witches though, friend Hassan. They are most cruel." Looking to the carriage, Brenna steps over to inspect it. Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13 ![]()
AC17/T11/FF16, HP 12/12, F+5,R+1,W+1
![]() Sorry, was super busy with birthing puppies until just a short time ago! Brenna, having been on guard already from fears of the possible fey or worse in the area, moves to the closest zombie. "Pharasma have mercy!" Attack with cold iron longsword: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19 Damage if a hit: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10 ![]()
AC17/T11/FF16, HP 12/12, F+5,R+1,W+1
![]() As they draw near the carriage, the cold wrapping around them like some cruel and grasping hand, Brenna slowly unsheathes the cold iron longsword, keeping her eyes and ears open for anything uncouth trying to get the drop on them. Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16 ![]()
AC17/T11/FF16, HP 12/12, F+5,R+1,W+1
![]() "Well met, Vadim. I am Brenna Ylvadottir of far-off Asleifar." The powerful looking Ulfen walks to the man and pats him on the shoulder. "May we have little need of your ministrations, but I welcome you to the adventure at hand." Turning to all the others, she grins. "How goes all of you? Shall we bring glory to our ancestors and ourselves by ridding fair Heldren of it's little problem then?" ![]()
AC17/T11/FF16, HP 12/12, F+5,R+1,W+1
![]() GmMaster1986 wrote: lol, question. are there any REAL woman that play this game? all i seem to have met where guys. Just wondering lol My fiancee plays, my ex also plays and I've met a few at various Pathfinder Society events. Online though it does seem to be 95+% male though. ![]()
AC17/T11/FF16, HP 12/12, F+5,R+1,W+1
![]() Brenna, overhearing parts of the conversation with Fjeor and Marianna shakes her head. "Take it from me, friends, these creatures be as foul as any beast from hereabouts if what Yulnn says is true. Better to see them felled quickly than risk their cruel spells taking control of you or worse." ![]()
AC17/T11/FF16, HP 12/12, F+5,R+1,W+1
![]() Giving a sharp nod, Brenna steps towards the door, giving the bear Tuum a small pat on the head. "For those brave enough to face down these wicked creatures of the north, shall we meet at the town's center after all have retrieved those items that they may use in their defense?" ![]()
AC17/T11/FF16, HP 12/12, F+5,R+1,W+1
![]() Brenna reaches out and takes the sword and map from him, giving him a solemn nod. "We will make haste, friend. You rest well so that you may recover and protect your Lady Argentea soon." Standing up, she turns to those gathered. "Any other questions for this brave man?" ![]()
AC17/T11/FF16, HP 12/12, F+5,R+1,W+1
![]() "Well met, Rorgar. And sir, please do not insult one of my countrymen by scolding him like he is a child." Brenna huffs some before listening in to Yulnn and sighs. "It is as we fear then. And White Witch? By Cayden's chipped mug, Yulnn, you should consider yourself blessed by the gods to have come away with what few injuries you have." Looking to Vadim, Brenna raises an eyebrow. "It is fine if he answers a few more questions, yes?" ![]()
AC17/T11/FF16, HP 12/12, F+5,R+1,W+1
![]() Open Google Docs, then click on "File" then "New" There you should see "Drawing" Click there. Then you click "Insert" and "Image" Select the image you wish to upload Once uploaded, click "Share" and name your file. Then, on the next pop-up, select "Advanced", look at "Who Has Access" and change it over to "On - Anyone With The Link" followed by "Save" Copy the link and then paste it in the Campaign Info tab. ??? PROFIT ![]()
AC17/T11/FF16, HP 12/12, F+5,R+1,W+1
![]() Brenna pauses, letting Yulnn have his outburst before approaching. "Hail and well met, Yulnn. I am Brenna of Asleifar, one of your countrywomen. The kindly councilors of this town have asked us to look into the most strange of occurrences, that of the winter forcing itself months too early on the forest near here." Giving the man a small tap on the shoulder, Brenna nods. "We hear tales that beasts from the north have made their way here, beasts that took off with your charge. You did the honorable thing in making it here, Yulnn. Bringing us this news may well rescue your charge and bring honor to you and yours. Please, what did you see?" ![]()
AC17/T11/FF16, HP 12/12, F+5,R+1,W+1
![]() Smiling, Brenna motions for her compatriots to walk towards the Willowbark Apothecary. "Should be right over here, I hope." Finding it in short order, Brenna pauses before the door and takes a deep breath. "It's been some time since I've seen one of my countrymen. I would ask you all take deep care to not bring dishonor to him. He failed to protect this Lady Argentea, that is dishonor enough. If possible, try to congratulate him for facing down whatever befell him and his charge." With that, Brenna pushes the door open and steps in. ![]()
AC17/T11/FF16, HP 12/12, F+5,R+1,W+1
![]() "Hassan, your presence does not offend at least I. Stick near me and none shall harass us. I hope." Turning to Arya, her eyes going slightly large. "Yuln Oestag? One of my countrymen, then? He must be here same as I: work. The man must have been ambushed as you claim and to claim beasts of the North are in the forest you may well assure yourself is true. Ulfen people do not tell stories for our failures." Fiddling with her Hex Nail, she nods at the councilwoman's offer. "I speak for myself alone in this matter, though I hope by my cracked mug these others join me, that I will assist. As Hassan says though, mayhaps we meet this Yuln Oestag?" ![]()
AC17/T11/FF16, HP 12/12, F+5,R+1,W+1
![]() "Aye, you are correct Fjeor. I am Brenna, daughter of Ylva of Asleifar. Health and happiness to you my new friend." Turning to look to Lady Marianna, Brenna smiles widely and waves. "Marianna! Good timing! Ja, the cold is sticking worse than an Irriseni Witch's breath. Cayden's mead warm us, I hope it passes soon lest worst things happen. Did you hear, friend, they rescued someone from the forest recently?" ![]()
AC17/T11/FF16, HP 12/12, F+5,R+1,W+1
![]() Lady Marianna wrote:
Knowledge and skill it seems. Still, not mandatory I hope. Play what you want is my thought. ![]()
AC17/T11/FF16, HP 12/12, F+5,R+1,W+1
![]() Brenna walks over to her compatriots, crossing her arms and huffing loudly. "I come south with stories of warm suns, green fields and gold aplenty. Now it feels as if the Crown of the World is coming here to call it home." With a deep sigh, she looks to the dwarf and Qadiran. "If this keeps up I may just well need to pull my furs free and don them!" Rubbing her hands together to warm them some, she grins a little. "Still, a little cold never hurt. Well, maybe not this far south at least." Letting out a deep-from-the-belly laugh that only an Ulfen can do, she shudders slightly. "Have you two heard of the man they pulled from the forest? He seems most pained I hear." ![]()
AC17/T11/FF16, HP 12/12, F+5,R+1,W+1
![]() Hassan al'Akbar wrote:
We can have it so you and I met on your trip to Heldren. My character is a caravan guard and somewhat of a glory (and gold) seeker, so they could meet readily that way. ![]()
AC17/T11/FF16, HP 12/12, F+5,R+1,W+1
![]() Alright, maybe we should talk about our characters and how they know each other. It doesn't quite seem right to me that a bunch of people suddenly get together at the last minute and are then expected to go off on an adventure (unless they are Pathfinders or something official, of course). We're in Heldren and we all have some reason to be there, so maybe we all met on the road going in, been traveling together to get there for a while, something like that? Thoughts? ![]()
AC17/T11/FF16, HP 12/12, F+5,R+1,W+1
![]() Well, Brenna is in Taldor to try and make money to send back/tack back to the Land of the Linnorm Kings. She's orphaned and has a younger sister so she feels honor bound to do something to support her. Being fairly rugged (what with being an Ulfen woman and such) she headed south to join the Ulfen Guard, got turned down and had to take a job as a caravan guard. Could have met any of you that way. ![]()
![]() GmMaster1986 wrote: if anyone is interested i have a character sheet in PDf that you can fill out and use. i swear its a game changer in my eyes. if anyone is intrested let me know. i always have EVERY book on PDF ill be willing to share if you want or need some. just message me on skype Shoot me the character sheet, I'll take a look at it. ![]()
![]() May I introduce Brenna! Surprising how much gold she's left with at the moment since you're allowing max starting wealth. I'll go ahead and post her story and stuff here then. Born in Asleifar (Linnorm Kingdoms) in 4687, Brenna was for much of her youth a typical Ulfen girl. This changed when she was 12 as her father and older brother died at sea. Having to step up to help provide for her younger sister, Brenna trained and trained with her father's bastard sword. Hiring herself as a minor caravan guard, she knew she would need to do something more to raise her far younger sibling. Having a family friend take in her sister, Asleifar headed south to Taldor to join the Ulfen Guard, the stories of the vast riches from the old empire luring her to it. However, the Guard was lacking in a position, so Brenna took to being a caravan guard once more, travelling between the small town of Heldren and the surrounding towns, finding the pay slightly better than in the Linnorm Kingdoms. Brenna stands in at 5'8" with a very good tone build to her that belies her inner strength. Wearing a modified set of Ulfen clothing fit for the far warmer climes of Taldor, she also wears her leathers and Linnorm skirt (armored kilt) nigh always. She has a seepening tan, a side effect of her being where she is. Her hair is burnt red and worn in a single long braid that falls to the small of her back and her eyes are a striking blue in color. Her nose is slightly crooked, having been broken but never properly set in her youth, and a small scar from the bridge of it to the middle of her left cheek can be seen.
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