Ean Rulnas's page

Ean is halfway to Daggermark when he stops abruptly in the middle of the road and slaps a gauntleted palm to his helm.

"What is wrong with me?! I passed my Proving months ago! This is a job for peons, not a Hellknight in good standing!" grumbling, he marches back the way he came.

Dug up the character sheet I haven't looked at in two years, and the character is level 6 and thus can't be played here. My bad, I'll print off a pregen since I have no appropriately-leveled characters.

Brusquely unrolling the parchment, Ean's eyes quickly scan the message and he makes a soft noise of acknowledgement to himself. Stepping away from the pigeon before its untimely demise, the Hellknight armiger doesn't let his disappointment show on his face.

The trip back to Citadel Ordeial for my proving will have to wait, he decides after only a moment of consideration. He was seconded to the Pathfinder Society for another two years, at least, and Venture-Captains were clearly above him in the chain of command.

Dispatching a runner to the caravanserai for the next merchant group heading up the Crusader Road through the Riverlands, Ean begins to don his armor.