Almost one year ago last Friday I played in my first PFS scenario. It was Midnight Mauler and was run by Eric Britain. I was grouped with a Half-Orc cleric of Pherasma, a halfling sorcerer, and two others, both of whom I've not play with since. I was playing a Half-Orc barbarian who was sent with the cleric and the sorcerer to help protect them from physical harm.
Today, Bark-Tarr has reached level 12. It's bitter/sweat moment. To look back over the last year. Of all the people I have met and the stories that I have to tell. A first for me in an RPG. Most of my home brew games never made it past 4th. I have fought goblins, elves, and dragons, and have even needed to bite my way out of a sea serpent's throat. I have been in games where I have been mostly useless and where Subtlety, Remedy, and Reason (the names of my Greatsword, Lucerne Hammer, and Naginata) have been the keys to survival. I have been scared that we were about to face a TPK and have eaten cookies as my actions. And now I face the Eyes of the Ten with hope and fear.
I want to thank all of the GMs that have run games for me, the players who have sat at a table with me, both groups putting up the antics of a character who's taken a few to many head shots with grace and the humor that was intended. I would like to thank those authors and rules checkers that made the games tough, fair, frustrating, and most of all fun. And while I have been the face of Brok-Tarr, a name known up here in Western Washington, it was my friend and roommate Kyle Elliott who was instrumental in the flesh and bones of the character sheet.
Thank you all,
Erik Bridge
TPO Brok-Tarr Level 12 Half-Orc Barbarian, Cheliax, Worshipper of Lord Oog-nay the God of Healing Brok-Tarr