About Emil MordraneBackground:
With an unceremonious thud, Emil found himself out in the street again, face first in what he desperately wanted to believe was mud. Oh who are you kidding, he thought to himself. That's horse dung. Somewhere behind him, the rambunctious men who had teamed up to throw him out laughed raucously as they tossed his pack alongside. Well at least that didn't hit the dung. A snorting sound from above made him look up. "Yes Flora. Again. Don't laugh at me" he began as he got himself up and began to make his way towards the horse's water trough, a bay-colored mare trotting besides him conciliatorialy. "Well, he is a fat-ass. No, I didn't bring it up at first, but he called me a dirty southener. Yes, I also told him to go back to fondling women bigger than him. And to tell his wife I said hi." he continued as he washed the filth from his face as best he could. Once it was gone, he looked into the water's reflection to see a boy, barely a man with scruffy black hair streaked with grey. Satisfied, he wiped what water was in his deep green eyes and continued his apparent one-sided talk with the horse. "Seriously though Flora, do you think I stand a chance at this?" he asked, looking down the sparsely traveled street, through the wide open town gate and towards the mountains in the east. And as he did so his mind began to reflect back on the events that brought him here.
"Are you sure you want to do this? Brevoy is thousands of leagues from here, and you'd have to cross Galt and the rest of the River Kingdoms to
Yeah, things are different alright, he thought to himself bitterly as he gathered the spilled parts of his kit. I won't give her the satisfaction of giving up though, he mused as his mind drifted back once again to a different moment on his journey. "They won't be what you think they will be" said Anabel neutrally, her lined face as devoid of emotion as her tone. Emil sighed and tore off another piece of bread, popping it into his mouth as he put a foot onto the table, eliciting a angry stare from the innkeeper. But it's intended target barely even blinked as she continued: "Brevoy is a step away from civil war and it's noble houses have somewhow conjured up more arrogance than highborns in either Cheliax or Taldor. You'll be eaten alive. I doubt that what Anthon had in mind for his only son."
She doesn't reply and Emil takes the opportunity to check out the window at the barge he paid passage on for himself and Flora. The men seem to be almost done loading the boat for their travel upstream. Soon he will be out of his mother's presence. "I know you disapprove of me. Of what I do. I wish I could show you I do the things I do out of love for you. I wish I could be like others and tell you of how much you remind me of him; how I loved him; how his loss crippled me. But maybe that is something you'll have to come to understand for yourself. Maybe then you'll understand why I sent you to live with your grand-uncle and his fellow Abadarians. Why I pushed you to learn among them. Why I forbade you to come back." She began to stand up, smoothing her vest and checking her weapons. "I trust you won't mention your name when you dock within Galt. Not many people remember the de Mordranes but enough will, and those will no doubt be the most dangerous ones." Emil gave her a biting smile. "Trust me. I don't intend to linger. Or have anything that could possibly have to do with you." Satisfied that he hadn't left anything around, Emil slid his backpack into one of his mount's saddlebags and jumped back into the saddle. "C'mon
"I am certain we appreciate the effort you have made to look into your lineage. But I believe the point my dearest wife is trying to make is that you embody nothing but painful memories of a cherished son." said the elderly man in a paternal tone that managed to be both condescending and flippant as he poured himself a glass of some expensive wine from a crystal decanter. The manor home was expansive at first sight, and Emil's awe only grew as he was accompanied into the Lebeda waiting room and finally into their salon, to meet with Lord and Lady Lebeda. But that awe began turning to discomfort, then anger and shame as Lord Piotr Lebeda continued. "Anthon was murdered by your people. We grieved and made our piece with his abscence, knowing that he would not join his ancestors in the beyond; something I'm sure you know nothing about, being a southerner. Your existence is a stain upon his memory, but to ask for our recognition, that is to ask us to further spit upon it." He took a sip of the expensive alcohol, paused for effect and concluded: "Perhaps it is best if you left southerner. You do not have anything that interests us and we have nothing to offer you." The humiliation of that day still ran hot in Emil's blood. I'll show them. I'll show them all. Character Sheet:
Emil Mordrane
Male human (Taldan) cavalier 4 (Pathfinder RPG Advanced Player's Guide 32) LG Medium humanoid (human) Init +1; Senses Perception +9 -------------------- Defense -------------------- AC 22, touch 11, flat-footed 21 (+9 armor, +1 Dex, +1 natural, +1 shield) hp 43 (4d10+12) Fort +6, Ref +2, Will +3 -------------------- Offense -------------------- Speed 30 ft. (20 ft. in armor) Melee +1 lance +9 (1d8+7/×3) or . . mwk longsword +9 (1d8+4/19-20) Ranged +1 composite longbow +6 (1d8+3/×3) Space 5 ft.; Reach 5 ft. (10 ft. with +1 lance) Special Attacks cavalier's charge, challenge 2/day (+4 damage, glorious challenges build with each declared), tactician 1/day (Pack Attack, 5 rds) -------------------- Statistics -------------------- Str 18, Dex 12, Con 14, Int 8, Wis 13, Cha 14 Base Atk +4; CMB +8; CMD 19 Feats Mounted Combat, Pack Attack[UC], Ride-by Attack, Spirited Charge Traits bastard, eyes and ears of the city Skills Acrobatics -4 (-8 to jump), Climb +2, Diplomacy +9, Handle Animal +9, Intimidate +2 (+4 when at or above maximum hp), Knowledge (nobility) +1, Linguistics +1, Perception +9, Ride +2, Survival +5, Swim +2; Racial Modifiers bastard Languages Common, Draconic, Sylvan SQ expert trainer +2, foolhardy rush, glorious challenge, mount (horse named Flora), order of the flame Combat Gear potion of cure light wounds; Other Gear mwk full plate, light wooden shield, +1 composite longbow (+2 Str), +1 lance, arrows (40), mwk longsword, amulet of natural armor +1, backpack, bedroll, belt pouch, flint and steel, hemp rope (50 ft.), mess kit[UE], pot, soap, torch (10), trail rations (5), waterskin, 1,072 gp -------------------- Special Abilities -------------------- Animal Companion Link (Ex) Handle or push Animal Companion faster, +4 to checks vs. them. Cavalier's Charge (Ex) Mounted charge grants +4 to hit and -0 AC rather than +2/-2. Expert Trainer +2 (Ex) +2 to train mounts, reduced training time option. Flame's Challenge +4 (2/day) (Ex) +4 to damage target, -2 AC vs. others when used, can issue glorious challenge. Foolhardy Rush (Ex) When roll init of 11+ (on die), as an imm action move speed but subtract from next rd's move. Glorious Challenge If drop challenged foe, free challenge vs. new foe in 15 ft with stacking -2 AC & +2 dam. Mount (Ex) Gain the services of a special animal companion. Mounted Combat (1/round) Once per round you can attempt to negate a hit to your mount in combat. Pack Attack Ally's attack allows you to take a 5-foot step Ride-By Attack You can move - attack - move when charging mounted. Spirited Charge Double damage when making a mounted charge (triple with a lance). Tactician (Pack Attack, 5 rds, 1/day) (Ex) Grant the use of your teamwork feats to all allies in 30 ft. Hero Lab and the Hero Lab logo are Registered Trademarks of LWD Technology, Inc. Free download at http://www.wolflair.com
Attack sequence:
[dice=Lance]1d20 + 9[/dice]
[dice=Longsword]1d20 + 9[/dice]
[dice=Composite Longbow]1d20 + 6[/dice]
Flora:
Flora
Horse N Large animal Init +2; Senses low-light vision, scent; Perception +5 -------------------- Defense -------------------- AC 17, touch 11, flat-footed 15 (+2 Dex, +6 natural, -1 size) hp 29 (4d8+16) Fort +8, Ref +6, Will +4 Defensive Abilities evasion -------------------- Offense -------------------- Speed 50 ft. Melee bite +6 (1d4+4), 2 hooves +1 (1d6+2) Space 10 ft.; Reach 5 ft. -------------------- Statistics -------------------- Str 19, Dex 14, Con 18, Int 2, Wis 12, Cha 6 Base Atk +3; CMB +8; CMD 20 (24 vs. trip) Feats Iron Will, Toughness Tricks Attack, Attack, Attack Any Target, Combat Riding, Come, Defend, Down, Guard, Heel Skills Acrobatics +6 (+14 to jump), Climb +8, Perception +5, Swim +8 SQ attack any target, combat riding Other Gear muleback cords[APG], bit and bridle, feed (per day) (5), riding saddle, saddlebags, tent, medium[APG] -------------------- Special Abilities -------------------- Animal Companion Link (Ex) Handle or push Animal Companion faster, +4 to checks vs. them. Attack Any Target [Trick] The animal will attack any creature on command. Combat Riding [Trick] The animal has been trained to bear a rider into combat. Evasion (Ex) If succeed on Reflex save for half dam, take none instead. Low-Light Vision See twice as far as a human in dim light, distinguishing color and detail. Scent (Ex) Detect opponents within 15+ feet by sense of smell. Hero Lab and the Hero Lab logo are Registered Trademarks of LWD Technology, Inc. Free download at http://www.wolflair.com
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