Kiril Glinka's page

"Semagoro Nhoonsong" Kiril says the name slowly, wrapping his tongue around each syllable. "Truly an interesting name. I am Kiril Glinka, lately of Ustalav.
He pauses for a moment as if sense is racing against curiosity, "Did you say hatched? Like a chicken?

Kiril offers the nagagi a hand, "A valiant effort, friend." If we are to travel together, I will clearly hide behind you."

go go gadget bard! no luck this time

Knowledge (arcana): : 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13
Knowledge (dungeoneering): : 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Knowledge (engineering) or Knowledge (nature): : 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Knowledge (geography): : 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23
Knowledge (history): : 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15
Knowledge (local): : 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11
Knowledge (nobility): : 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Knowledge (planes): : 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17
Knowledge (religion): : 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14

[ooc:]damnit wrong thread, sorry![/ooc]

kiril's player wishes he could post from work.

Kiril looks at the course warily. "Great," he mutters, "more testing." He draws Desna's wings over his heart activating luck

The Cunningly Placed Bar Stool

Acrobatics, DC 15: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19 -- Jump over the bar stool.

Kiril takes a running jump at the barstool, jumping over it with a cry of "Parkour!"

Obstacle course

Perception, DC 16: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21 -- Figure out the easy way through.

With a reckless smile he nimbly dances, literally dances, though the obstacle course, "Like dancing through a serată of drunken [i]gage/i]"

The Combat Dummy

AoO vs your AC: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13 -- Try to duck under it. For this one it attacks you with its spinning arms.

The spinning dummy comes around in an inexorable collision course, then stopps, like it got stuck, midswing.

The Mad Dash to the End

Dexterity, DC 12: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16 -- Just good at sprinting.

As we say, "You don't have to out run the Shoanti, just the guy next to you!"

The yougish looking Varasian man comes in, blowing a loose strand of hair from his face. "Desna weeps," He mutters, "I'd be late for my own funeral."

He looks around the tavern nervously. "I'm not too late am I?"

Kiril is a tall Varasian half elf, with long black hair and deep green eyes. He was 'recruited' to help locate a magical sickle and offered to join the Pathfinder Society. He is rarely seen without his short bow, sword and ever present pack.