Started a Kingmaker PBP, but got past first encounter and GM disappeared on us.
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As the door to the tavern opens, an elven gentelman walks inside. He stands tall, 6 1/2 feet tall that is, with what looks like sticks for limbs. He crouches down, obviously used to the action, legs slightly bowed as he walks. He is shirtless with a studded leather vest for his chest, and pants of similar material. He wears boots, well polished and well maintained, black leather to contrast with the brown of his clothing. A wide-brimmed hat tops his shaven head. A dozen knives adorn his body, 6 along his belt, 1 in each bracer on his wrist, 1 in each boot and 2 more in sheathes along the legs. He carries a satchel across his chest. Scanning the room, he finds the woman he seeks. Ms. Landor, I assume? My name's Jarvis. Jarvis Seacutter. Pleasure to make your acquaitence. I hear you're looking for some help exploring some ruins. Well if treasure seeking is what you're up for, I think I can help you out there. Credentials? Well, you see this left hand here? I still got it, those are my credentials. You see, my pop, he took me spelunking with him. Worked for a bunch of 'naval bound acquisitionists', if you catch my drift. Well, his saying was a treasure hunter is only as good as the number of limbs he still has left. And considering I've got both mine still, I'm in good shape. How can a big guy like me be all stealthly like? Well that's just part of the job. If you'll notice, I may be tall, but I ain't got all that useless meat some do. I can get myself into some pretty cramped places. You'd be surprised at who I've snuck up on. What am I in it for? Well the fun of course. Sure all that treasure's nice and all, but it's the thrill of finding it. That's what lifes about. As Jarvis prepares to leave How's my pop now? Well, you see, he doesn't have all his limbs. Them's the breaks though. At least he had a nice nestegg for his retirement and a load of stories. Now I'm gonna see how my luck goes. |