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Here is my 15-point buy Void Elementalist for your consideration. I've played with Jacob Trier before and had a blast, so examples of my PBP style can be found here: Moonpate. I would relish the opportunity to be a part of your game.

Fetch the Drudge, that character sheet is nice and easy to read by the way. You got it right. For what it's worth. It looks like you have a cool character there, but if you read my recruitment thread you will see that I was never asking people to hand in their ready made characters. I was asking people to take a look at this ongoing story and start a dialogue to see if they could weave something into it.

In a typical game recruitment your submission would be just fine and if you look around the boards and find one that fits I'm sure you won't have any trouble getting Fetch accepted.

Now that you dressed up the profile nicely that won't hurt your chances either, I am not the only DM who appreciates that.

Thanks for encouragement!

Updated character sheet. Hopefully I got it right.

May I submit Fetch, the former kitchen drudge, now 3rd Level Abjurer (Banishment) for consideration. If selected, I'll roll for the hit points as indicated above.

Flavor Background: Fetch can’t remember any other cognomen flung his way that was not a more unsavory insult, and so Fetch he became as he grew ever so slowly amongst the clamor and grime of the kitchens of the Masters Guild. Mistreated was a state of being for the kitchen drudge, yet in spite of these hardships, Fetch evinced a shrewd intelligence and clever fingers; so much so, that rumors abounded as to the certainty of his parentage belonging to one of the many notorious guild masters. He also discovered a knack for causing discomfort to the summoned creatures the various wizards and apprentices would employ from time to time. This talent only made life worse for Fetch. The apprentice wizards took it upon themselves to both torment and teach him some rudimentary magics in an attempt to see if talent might surface that would prove telling. Fetch outwardly showed mostly ineptitude, but learned much more than any could imagine until one day he felt competent enough to exact some measure of revenge. He succeeded in introducing both a potent soporific and an effective bowel relaxer into the stew, creating what he thought was a memorable experience for the entire guild membership. At the height of the evening’s events he purloined a minor folio of spells and some supplies, surreptitiously exiting the scene with a personal vow to one day return as a force to be reckoned with. His absence was noted by the bleary eyed masters two days later and additional vows were no doubt emphatically stated.
Fetch has been on the run for three months now after learning about the Master’s lasting displeasure, attempting to find a group of adventurers that would serve as both protection and camouflage or, failing that, work in a place none of the guild members would frequent.

May I present Fetch, the former Kitchen Drudge now Abjurer on the run, for your consideration. Info is in his profile, but here is concept for quick viewing:

Fetch can't remember any other cognomen flung his way that was not a more unsavory insult, and so "Fetch" he became as he grew ever so slowly amongst the clamor and grime of the kitchens of the Masters Guild. Mistreated was a state of being for the kitchen drudge, yet in spite of these hardships, Fetch evinced a shrewd intelligence and clever fingers; so much so, that rumors abounded as to the certainty of his parentage belonging to one of the many notorious guild masters. He also discovered a knack for causing discomfort to the summoned creatures the various wizards and apprentices would employ from time to time. This talent only made life worse for Fetch. The apprentice wizards took it upon themselves to both torment and teach him some rudimentary magics in an attempt to see if talent might surface that would prove telling. Fetch outwardly showed mostly ineptitude, but learned much more than any could imagine until one day he felt competent enough to exact some measure of revenge. He succeeded in introducing both a potent soporific and an effective bowel relaxer into the stew, creating what he thought was a memorable experience for the entire guild membership. At the height of the evening's events he purloined a minor folio of spells and some supplies, surreptitiously exiting the scene with a personal vow to one day return as a force to be reckoned with. His absence was noted by the bleary eyed masters two days later and additional vows were no doubt emphatically stated.
Fetch has been on the run for three months now after learning about the Master's lasting displeasure, attempting to find a group of adventurers that would serve as both protection and camouflage or, failing that, work in a place none of the guild members would frequent.