Lorien Lightbringer's page

That would be awesome!

Good Luck to all!

I would love to apply with an aasimar cleric. She was selected for another Kingmaker game, but alas, it died just after the first post from the GM.

Shall we try to get an replacement GM?

Moving forward Flaith walks toward the fort and ties dawn, her mule, to the post before stretching a bit and straightening her clothes, waiting for the others.
Taking a moment to take a breath she nods.
"Ready for the next step of our journey?"

Moving toward Faerin Lorien smiles the younf half-elf.
"Well, what do you think about our companions. You seem to be our outdoor expert?"

Lorien listens at Wilsters exchange with Völundr and can´t help but smile.
"Well in any case, the journey was never boring."
Taking a deep breath she moves faster toward the fort, mentally cointing her meager coins.

It had been a long walk from Restov along the southern border road.
Though the sun was shining the winter so far in the north was cold and snowy and Lorien was glad for her warm wool cloak, trimmed with rabbit fur and her sturdy walking boots. And the armour over her gambeson kept her a bit warmer. Sometimes uncomfortably, but these woods were unsafe. Indeed, weren´t they called because the owner of a frontier haberdashery named Oleg and his wife had reported being attacked by bandits. At least she was with companions and while no one seemed like a good fighter they had all the feeling of power about them, that made bandits think twice before attacking them. And while she was rather sure her morning prayers had not been the reason for the safe travels she quickly added another one under her breath.
Finally seeing their destination she let out a sigh of relieve. ”We are close, finally. I guess a warm meal is finally close. And maybe a hot bad and a warm bed for a change.“

No problem. For me, I am happy for the delay. I am on a con myself

Hello all. I am quite delighted to be picked.
I am utterly ready to weave a tale for our childrens children to hear.

For every good fairy tale, the young Healer works just fine.
This is still some work in progress, so please have a bit patience.

@The Harrow GM
I think I will go with Sarenrae, then. I will rewrite a bit of the backstory, so that she will be more of a medic.

@Lorien Lightbringer - There are a few minor math-related errors on your sheet, as far as I can see. I don't really care to correct these pre-game, since I can clearly see what you're going for mechanically.

However, you do need a backstory and a mythic destiny in order to be considered! I look forward to reading them.

Also, a small thing - only 95 pounds at 5'7"? That's pretty underweight! Really severely underweight!

I wrote the backstory and changed the size down to 5´01"

This will be Helikon´s application.
A cleric of Desna specialising in summoning, supporting her team with spells and abilities.
There is still some minor things to work on.

Good luck to you all!
And Lorien is a cleric of Desna.

Same to you sir!

I will apply with a aasimar cleric (herald caller) of Desna.

This will be Helikon´s application, a cleric of Desna, finding herself in a place trapped and unable to travel, without means of escaping.
Gold: 4d6 ⇒ (3, 2, 4, 1) = 10 x 10 = 100gp

HI

"I am not one to disturb the rest of the faithful, but whatever here is, will be tainted by evil. We should liberate them and prevent the defilment of the bodys, to raise as undead menaces!"
Lorien adds after a few moments of contemplentation.

Lorien puts her hand on Arianna and just whispers. "Faith manages!"

Looking at the mushrooms Lorien licks her lips. "Does anyone know anything about mushrooms. I love a nice mushroom dinner. But some are poisonous and some even stranger!"

Let´s do it!

Lorien with a smile nods."Of course dear, of course.
Clw: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10 She then summons water to clean off the grime!

Lorien smiles. "If you see more shiny things, better check carefully. We have no time issues!"
Perc: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (14) + 12 = 26

Lorien will delay till someone is hurt, then she will heal again.

Lorien quickly channels to heal Arianna.
Channel: 2d6 ⇒ (2, 4) = 6

Lorien has cast Bless.

Better idea, not great. She could cast an attack spell but without line of sight that is too dangerous.
Lorien will cast bless on her comrades.

Lorien will delay till her powers are needed!

Lorien will draw on the power of her goddes and channels. channel: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 5) = 9

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I could memorize one or two spells doing splash damage, but nothing at the moment. And Lorien is a buffer/Summoner, not a Damage dealer.

And I can keep you healed.

Lorien looks to the others and shrugs. "If you are wounded, I will gladly heal you."

"Are you well?"Lorien looks worried after Kesh.

Lorien quickly casts bless on her comrades.
"That are a lot of rats folks!"

Lorien looks into the narrow cavern and shakes her head. "I sincerly agree, Keshokkar. And I am not mad keen on going that way without us knowing where it leads. I feel not that well in such narrow spaces, I hate to admit!"
As she speakes it, her skins pales a little bit.

How about the second tunnel in the large cavern?

Lorien quickly checks for magical auras.

Holding her holy symbol high Lorien lets out a Burst of holy light damaging the skeletons.
Channel DC18: 2d6 ⇒ (4, 6) = 10

Still winded from her rope experience, Lorien follows the others west.

With the rope Lorien gives it a third try.
Ropeclimbing: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (12) - 1 = 11
The third time is a charm and she finally manages to climb up.

Encouraged by Gren Lorien gives it another try.
climb: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (5) - 1 = 4

Climb: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (5) - 1 = 4
Lorien tries once, twice and then gives up. "I am sorry, I spent more times with books than with trees. Does anyone have a rope?"

"I know why I do not like vermin!"
Lorien still smiles. Better them than us.

Waiting for the stirges to attack Lorien draws her scimitar ready to use it if attacked.

Same here!

With a quick incantation Lorien checks for magical auras.

"Shall we stay on the western side? Don´t get me wrong but I prefer my clothes dry."
The young cleric shrugs and smiles.