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I think this would be an awesome campaign for Drake, although I would have to adjust his background.

I'll withdraw, I decided i'd rather wait for a chance to play this AP from the beginning.

Threeshades here posting Drake Cicero for you consideration. He's an inquisitor and as such can do a little of both skillmonkeying and healing.

I might have to adjust traits and with that my equipment a little. And fix the backstory back to WotR

Threeshades's submission: Drake Cicero, monster-hunting inquisitor

I hope I didnt forget or overlook anything. Avatar may be subject to change. I just havent found the perfect one yet.

Still having some trouble, Brad?

Still here and still looking to kick some demon butt!

I hope he's fine.

I'll just go with the others on this one. I don't mind either way.

"Demon! He's possessed!", Drake yelled as he took a step back, and aimed his crossbow, at the creature.
"It'll burst out any moment, ready yourselves!", he'd have to discuss Mario's "shoot first, ask questions later"-attitude later.

Readied action to shoot the demon when it leaves its host. I'll roll the attack pre-emptively
Crossbow attack roll: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14 Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 7 cold iron piercing damage
potential crit confirmation: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17 potential crit exta damage: 1d8 ⇒ 5

"What are you doing?!", Drake recognized the shooter as one of he two men he saw earlier by the haybales, with another burst of speed he rushed over to the guard to try and discern what was afflicting the man. Maybe he can be helped, but as long he couldn't be sure what was happening Drake kept his crossbow ready, maybe another bolt is the only thing that can do anything to help him.

Drake uses relentless footing again to close the distance to the seething guard and examines him using heal and knowledge religion
Heal: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (3) + 3 = 6
Religion: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25

Drake looked over the swarming demons to the massive fiery beast leading them for only a moment before heading south. Ten bolts weren't going to cut it today. Hunting a demon was one thing, but fighting an entire army? How well are the fighting men around him equipped to deal with these monsters?
There was no time to worry about that now, the civilians had to get to safety...
A startling realization hit Drake: Is the southern exit even safe?
With a sudden burst of speed he hurried further south keeping a wary eye on the area.

Drake runs toward the southern exit and uses Relentless Footing to increase his land speed by 10 feet for this round. He checks for ambushes on the way Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

I think you're doing great.

@Anowar
I know the italics are thoughts. Drake is not responding to any of them. He just has to react to the appearance of the demon and thinks that Fomiel, whom he considers a potential threat too gets off easy this time. He's a little paranoid like that.

"Consider yourself lucky!", Drake, who is now standing less than ten feet away from Fomiel, grunts under his breath at seemingly no one in particular as he slides his crossbow off his shoulder and loads a bolt from a quiver filled with only black-feathered bolts.
With a metallic click, the lever sets the bowstring in place behind the piece of ammunition as Drake tosses an ice-cold glance at Fomiel and heads towards the gathering group of soldiers.

Drake loads a cold iron bolt into his crossbow

Drake's eyes began to wander across the crowd again, he was too well trained to be aware of his surroundings to keep focussed on "unimportant" things for long. But now something caught his eye that might warrant his waryness.
A noble-looking figure dressed in what looked like the attire of a chelish noble was standing among the gathered rich folk. What was more, the man bore a pair of horns on his forehead.
Not only a devil-worshipper, but also one of diablic blood?
The creatures of Hell were never trustworthy and although Drake was aware of the difference between a tiefling and an actual fiend, he never fully trusted those of fiendish decent. Add to that the stories his father had always told him of the war back in Andoran...
And what was the tiefling doing? He seemed to be examining the other nobles around him. Perhaps he was looking for someone, but why? It all seemed suspicious to him,

There was no reason to cause a scene - yet,
Drake thought. He decided to move closer to the tiefling, so he could react immediately, should anything go wrong.

Stealth: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6 Drake tries to blend in with the crowd to remain unnoticed while moving towards Fomiel

From the look on Drake's face it is easy to assume he isn't a guest but rather a guard, looking over the proceedings waiting for something to go awry. Neither his angular, sunken and grim looking features nor his poised wary posture and crossed arms betray a single bit of how much he is actually enjoying the show.
Dark shouler-length hair and a goatee and mustache segmented by clawmarks reaching down from just below his left eye to his chin as well as a black scarf and black leather armor stand in stark contrast to the long white leather coat and white clothing he is wearing.
The many pockets on his clothing, three quivers of crossbow bolts as well as the crossbow on his back and the two longswords hanging off the right side of his belt speak volumes of Drake's practical nature.

He looked around for a moment, spotted the two men by the haybales, but ignored them for now. He fixed his gaze on Lord Hulrun's distant figure in anticipation.

Wow, critical thanks!

Drake, under the "Add New Post" field, there is a "How to format your text" spoiler button. Hit that and it'll show you the various ways to do that.

Roll for thankfulness: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22

Well, while there is still time, and since this is my first PBP on the paizo board, could someone tell me what the tags for out of character-text and dice rolls are?

You can do it!

checking in!

Sorry, i was a little busy yesterday and today, so i couldn't check the messageboards in between.

I updated drake with a physical and personality description.

Drake is finally completed.

Other than that Threeshades's Inquisitor is almost ready.

Born to a family of Andoran traders who lived in Ustalav near the southern border, Antonius Drake Cicero joined a Mendevian group of Iomedae worshipping monster hunters before coming of age, after his mother turned into a werewolf and nearly killed him and his father.
With a past of living in a village plagued by vampires and lycanthropes, he grew up to hate creatures of evil with such a passion that he swore to dedicate his life in Iomedae's service to hunt down such abominations, and suffer not a single one to walk the surface of golarion under his watch.

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