Hi all. I wasn't paying attention to the calendar and thus didn't realize when I signed up that the fiscal year was ending, which meant my work-load would explode. I'm back on track now, and will be posting regularly again. Sorry.
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Shock overwhelms Darinar's face, but his training kicks in. He stands quickly and draws his trusty sword. Spoiler:
"Are you sure you want to smoke? Smoking promotes tooth decay and impares proper breathing". Nevil states as he moves in his chair to avoid the pipe smoke. Darinar stares for a quick second at Nevil and then slowly smiles. "I'm sorry, friend, I didn't mean to be a bother. I should have asked before lighting." Darinar stubs out the pipe, but returns the unlit pipe to his mouth, chewing slightly on its tip. He stares for a bit more at Nevil and then looks over the table once more.
Darinar finally arrives where he was beckoned. While approaching he noticed that others had entered, so he knocked as he opened the door and walked in. He looked around the room, and noted that he knew none of those inside excepting of course his host. "I see this was not a private summons." He gives a grim look at the group, but finally finds a seat. He expressly does not hang his sword-belt from one of the pegs provided for that use. Not with such strangers near. After listening to the introductory small talk, he relaxes a bit in his chair. As he sits back he pulls a long pipe from his pouch, loads it with a sweet smoke-weed, and lights it. Then he sits quietly just looking and listening, while slowly puffing at his pipe.
Darinar goes over the letter he found on the floor of his room for the third time. The name is one he thought he'd never hear again, but he is glad that he has. He unlocks the trunk in his small room and girds himself, not necessarily for battle, but he knows that he should be cautious. Looking over the small bed with his sword belt and scabbard lying there freshly polished he sighs a bit. While strapping on the sword belt he peers out of the tiny eave window and looks out onto the street. The bustle is in full play he sees, wishing he could just go to the Gourd and Tankard for the day. Instead he opens the door and walks down the narrow steps to the parlor. "Mistress Miggins, I must be off for business. I fear I won't be here for dinner." The old lady who owned the boarding house looked up and smiled. It would be pleasant if she had any teeth, Darinar thought and immediately felt guilty. "Good eave, sir. Do you have your key?" "I do indeed. Thank you and a good eave to you also." He walked out into the crowd and made his way to the address on the letter, walking slowly and deliberately keeping his eye out for danger. Spoiler: Perception Check: (1d20=18) Did I do this roll thing correctly?
I'm EST here. I should have my post in about lunch time here, just enjoying what I'm seeing so far.
No to both, lol. I'll fix it right now.
I've got the important information down and I'll add the remaining details tonight so I think for all intents and purposes I'm ready.
I've finally got everything set so I should have my profile in today, and my backstory is already up. My only question is what do we do for HP, do we roll somewhere on that online tool, use an average?
I've set up my character, but I wondered how the others got such great looking profile pages. Is there some template I can use? eta: Also I used the average wealth for myself, but don't know what I should add for 2nd level, could someone guide me in the right direction here?
Hello all. I'm just learning how this works so if I do something wrong I apologize in advance. I'll make my character tonight and have it posted tomorrow. Now I just have to decide what to be... ;) |