Hogarth, I'd like to play this PC if possible. I'll change the background around and make any other changes as you see fit. Looks like the arcane, fighter, and cleric roles are taken so I'll try and shore up the rogue.
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Here's the rogue I'd like to try as the game died out too quickly...
Sweet!
Someone want to take DM duties on this one over?
Chaine orders the smoked salmon and picks at it between swigs off his diminishing bottle. With waning interest in the flirtations of the ale girl and young wizard, he looks about the tavern to see who else of interest is in the inn. After a few more bites of the fish, he decides that it probably won't win any awards in his book, and gets up from the table. Listening to his new acquaintances conversation, he smiles and says "Where to next?"
Heya folks- Won't be able to post Monday or Tuesday due to internet policy at work, but will resume Wednesday (or again later tonight if things progress). Feel free to NPC Chaine as you see fit.
Chaine waits for his turn to get up to the ale cart, pays the attractive young Varisian woman with a gold coin, then watches as she fills up his empty mug. With a knowing wink, he downs the the cheap ale in one gulp, followed by a chaser from his wine bottle. "Hrrmm." he mumbles at the aftertaste, then follows with another nip off the bottle. "Keep the change- (fake coughs)"Well worth it for such fine brew as this." With that, he follows the others into the inn and takes a seat at the table next to everyone.
Chaine watches with a nonchalant stare as the last of the butterflies take to the crisp, blue sky. After a moment, his attention is gathered by a beautiful young woman in a wagon, who is apparently a street vendor for the festival. After watching the small crowd gather quickly around her, he snickers to himself. "I know exactly what she's selling." he says under his breath as he watches the young woman flirt and carry on with her customers. His interest sparked, he takes another nip off his recently purchased bottle of wine, makes sure he's got his mug still with him and makes his way to the line forming near the cart. As he approaches the ale cart, Chaine notices the man dressed in the priestly garmets of red and black with a raised brow. "Now there's something you don't see everyday, at least not so openly." he says quietly with a shrug to noone in particular. "To each his own, as they say." Standing in line, his thoughts turn to the recent events that have unfolded in his life in the nearby city of Magnimar and he feels his mood begin to sour. Chaine shakes the thoughts from his head, cracks the knuckles on his right hand and watches the Varisian woman work, curious to see if she if pulling a grift or just using her "talents" to sell bad ale.
Chaine smirks a bit as Armelio spills the brew all over his formerly clean robes. "Don't hurt yourself. We've got a lot of celebrating left to do if what you say is correct about this festival." "Well, it seems an introduction is in order. Name's Chaine; recently of the lovely city of Magnimar. Chaine reaches out and grabs each man's right hand, shaking it and the accompanying forearm firmly and looking them directly in the eye. "Ahh, what the hell! Barkeep, if you please. I'd like a mug and a bottle of your cheapest wine. Let's see what trouble the day can bring!" With introductions made, Chaine flips the barkeeper a gold coin, exits the Rusty Dragon with the others and nods at Riben as they meet in the street. Listening with a feigned interest at the speakers, Chaine sips his wine straight from the bottle casually. Looking at the mass of people attending the festival, he inadvertently starts picking through who might be an easy mark to steal a coinpurse or a bit of jewelry from. He catches himself quickly though, and turns his attention back to the speakers. With a sniff, he looks over his newly met aquaintances, curious if everyone he meets in Sandpoint will be this friendly.
Chaine looked the young spellcaster up and down, quietly sizing him up as he approached."Well, well. The Rusty Dragon, you say? If the rumor of free drink and food are true, I suppose one's as good to try as the next." Somewhat surprised at the friendliness of the stranger, Chaine managed a quick smile. "Lead the way, then. If you don't mind me asking, what do you know of this Swallowtail Festival? I know a few things, but if you're local folk, I'm sure you can elaborate a bit more." With that, Chaine starts off towards the Rusty Dragon, adjusting his scarf to a more comfortable position. "What difference a change of scenery can make," he thinks to himself as he scans the faces of the passerbys, happy to be away from the dreary slums of Magnimar.
Chaine was somewhat intrigued on the happenings in Sandpoint as he arrived. The journey from Magnimar was uneventful, if a bit boring. "Thousands of butterflies, eh?" he muttered to himself. "Should be quite the show, indeed." After speaking casually with a few of the locals, Chaine took a deep breath and sighed. "Good weather, friendly townsfolk and a festival on the day of my arrival. This could be just what I needed." he thought to himself as he surveyed the surrounding buildings. "I wonder where one can get a drink about here?"
Ready
Chaine is finished. Looking forward to the game.
Alright, Chaine is up! Now on to the background and description stuff.
Just tagging here. I'll get Chaine's sheet up today or tomorrow. |