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Ace chuckles to himself as he can feel the creatures move within his range and he moves forward anyway. With a flourish of this staff, he thrusts his hand out, flicking his wrist almost like he is dealing a card, "Even the scariest o' critters sleep. You ain't dat, but me thinks you should ave a nap!"
While the others are looking things over, Ace deals with the gear, looking about the group as he looks at the items. "If this pearl is what I tink it is, it will help me cast a spell again...but tha bloody tings magic is so tricky..." picking up the ring, he tosses it over to Korvalis. "Dis one will help you not get hit, yeah..." Standing, the rather oblivious man brushes himself off and leans against his staff again. "Shall we 'ead the other way..."
Yeah, the pearl has the dumbest DC to identify. It's impossible without using a spell. That said, I have always just chosen NOT to give the pearl and give stuff that was more easily identified. Further, there is only one commonly known magic pearl type, so if you are a prepared caster and have spellcraft at all, you have probably heard of it and can figure out what it is...by deductive reasoning.
Looks at the cloak and compares it to his outfit, shakes his head and tosses it to the barbarian. "Ya can probably use this..." Watching what is going on, he holds back slightly, watching and waiting. Hoping things don't get violent, he has his ideas ready... Question for the GM: Per the final paragraph of Charm Person: You must speak the person's language to communicate your commands, or else be good at pantomiming. Nowhere does it actually say that the target has to be able to hear you to be affected by the spell. What is your ruling on this, as due to the nature of this encounter and the spell's wording, I could see it being ruled either way.
As they are walking through the trees, Ace picks up a large staff, using a dagger that no one saw him carrying to make sure it is properly cleaned, he eventually begins walking with the staff to help balance and add some leisure to the otherwise quick march. "Mistress Janira, ya seem ta know a good deal about everythin'...Seems ya jumped inta them books a good bit more than most I have met..."
Continuing to shuffle his cards, he looks to each of the other and gives them a nod. "Mornin', seems we abouts ta head out inta tha wild. Everyone can just call me Ace. I ain't much for fightin', but those who try and fight me...they tend ta end up down on their luck. Desna seems ta favor the charming," he says with a wink. Then with a deft movement, he kicks his backpack opened so that the few things inside can be seen. A sunrod, a few days rations, a couple of flasks of alchemist fire and acid. From the looks of things, he has no weapons, at all.
"Mistress Janira...could you tell us any o' tha details ya might be able ta fill us in on? Such as what to expect in the mountains...why the Pathfinders think we might find something o' importance right under their noses...and what sort o' worries we might have? Roughin' it ain't exactly my cup o' wine, and I don' think takin' a caravan is what we are lookin' ta do..."
Forums ate my profile twice. I put up a skeletal profile for now, I have to head to work. I will post a more fully detailed character sheet when I get home or if I get time when I'm at work. I think I have all the pertinents up there! Sadly, this guy won't get going good until 3rd, but his attitude should make him fun to be around...and he has some decent skills.
Ace has a seat at the table that the elf was seated at and grin as he leans back in his chair and listens quietly. After the halfling starts talking he can't help but turn the grin to a smirk, then when the pair finishes speaking, the young gambler scratches his chin as if he is thinking for a moment.
"So ya wantin' Ace and company ta head ta the center o' the center of the world...and find some creatures from the sea...an' see what their about, yes?" the thick Varisian accent coming out as he talks and he begins to shuffle a very fancy deck of Harrow cards idly. |
