Dareth Ferrar's page

I know nothing of The Whispering Way. The professor's journal is the first time I read such a name, though I would expect that to change quickly now. Sir Giles, what say you?

The mention of a secret shrine to Pharasma has intrigued me the most. And given that it is located in The Restlands I would like to renew my request to you, my lady, to watch over the grave of your father tonight. I do not believe that the ruffians from today will leave him to rest. With your blessing I will watch over him tonight, and if you (he looks to Sir Giles and Mignar at this) would join me good gentlemen, we can also seek out the shrine of my goddess Pharasma.

I know and I embrace it.

Whispers to Aaron, "I hate it when mom and dad fight."

Clutter, clutter, clutter, clutter.

Has anyone else noticed that Alix can even Nerf rolls on a forum?

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Dareth casts detect undead

Dareth stands off to the side keeping a close eye on Vashian Hearthmount and trying to appear uninterested in the conversation taking place between Mignar, Giles and Kendra. The careful observer might notice that he does keep glancing that direction, but keeps his silence.

You know that to roll play that you will need to be capable of great insight

Dareth carefully studies both Giles and Mignar. He has already judged them both to be genuine, but now takes the time to gauge their physical prowess as well.

I am Dareth Farrar, and while I chose not to speak at that time my revulsion was no less than yours. I kept my silence because I find that when I attempt to speak reason to fools it often comes to blows and I didn't see the funeral of a friend to be a good time for battle.

Dareth approaches Kendra when he can do so unobtrusively.

I wanted to say again that I am sorry for your loss. It may not have been well understood from you brief speech earlier, but your father was there for me at a time when I was truly lost and confused, and he helped me face a hard truth. If ever I can offer my sword to assist you I would view it as repaying a debt, and would be honored. Also, with your blessing I will spend the night here in the Restlands to insure that you father's burial place is not disturbed.

The professor and I met shortly after I first pledged myself to Pharasma. He had questions... Many questions, as everyone did at the time, about how I had survived a recent encounter. Being little more than a child at the time, I had not expected to live myself. Our meeting started with questions, but we both eventually found answers.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

"I too shall lend my strength to the late professor in his death as I once did in life"

Dareth discreetly casts Detect Undead when he can do so without being noticed.

Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11 to find a discreet time to cast.

So that should be 21 * 4 = 84 + 175 = 259gp

Profession (Mercenary): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

Dareth Ferrar stands a fit 6'1", though his broad and muscular shoulders give him an aura of strength. Everything about his clothing give an air of weariness; from his heavy armor and massive sword to his deep grey cloak that barely drags the ground behind him. His posture and visage give the impression of someone who has gained arrogance from surviving things he aught not have, and his overly pale skin would make the weary wonder if he had survived at all.

Upon arriving in Ravengro, Dareth wastes little time in finding the restlands. Areas like that have always held special interest for him, and though the funeral of Professor Lorrimor is an occasion of sadness, Dareth would never let an opportunity for adventure be missed.