Lysander Spurius Dragomir's page

I have never seen a paladin fall, but I have seen one prone.

The voting game is so much fun. Last year, I played it over seven times!

"I just use it to get peopleses attention. That way they pay me attention and I can collect the attention taxes from the people that I'm fighting against even though I'm not usually doing much of the fighting, I'm just waving this around and doing what's important since it is important to do what is important which usually is getting the enemies to owe attention back taxes to whoever my mom and my commander told me to help today." He puts the fan away before continuing. "As the Lead Battalion Herald of the Ninth Army of Exploration and the Baron de Fatale, I honestly don't know what Lady Manila wants."

"Sacred hobble legs and road tundras? Never heard of those before, but they sound important considering how loud it was said. Sure sounds like an adventure! Let's find them! Where do I start?" The young man then spies Lady d'Apcher and exclaims, "Ooh a war fan? I've got one of those. My mom said it was my dad's. She said I could have it though I don't know if that's okay with him or not, but I have it. See?" He retrieves a sizable steel fan from his rucksack and unfolds it with a flourish. The canvas on it seems to rapidly change colors in the ambient light, a psychedelic scintillation of color if there ever was.

"I never joined the Pathfinder Socialists, I'm just helping them out and going on adventures because my commander in the Taldan Phalanx told me to "Stop waving that blessed war fan in my face and go fly a kite with the Pathfinder Socialists for a while." My mom said that it would be fun and that I might see my dad someday on the road, but probably not because if I met him I wouldn't know because I'm not the best at reconsidering people. Anyways I dig rest, what were we talking about?"

"I have a pet kitty, wanna hold him? He won't bite, I promise."
He hands the poor sod a skunk.

"I have a pet kitty, wanna hold him? He won't bite, I promise."
He hands the poor sod a skunk.

Typical Introduction:"Hi everyone! I'm Lysander Spurius Dragomir and I'm on an adventure! I'm not all that sure what it is we're here for, but whatever it is, it is impotent to remember two things. Firstly of all, be sure to always be near your adventuring buddy, that way you don't get losted or unlivinged. The second thing is that it is impotent to be successful, because by being successfully impotent in your mission, you can be impotently successful in your mission. Thirdly, and most importantly, let's all have a fun time on our adventure, any questions?"

"I shall call him 'Squishy,' and he shall be mine, and he shall be my Squishy."

I am NEVER again to try to bring my pet

Dear Lady Morilla,

I am writing on the behalf of my son, Lysander Spurius Dragomir. He is currently a signalman in the service of the Taldan Phalanx. It is our wish that, with your permission, he may volunteer to transfer his service from the Phalanx to the Ninth Army of Exploration. He graduated with honors in the oratorical arts from both Rhapsodic College and Kitharodian Academy. With your leave, he would gladly use his talents to inspire teamwork among the troops. Lysander's war fan is yours to direct, my lady.

Respectfully yours,
Miss Daryll Maude Agathia on the behalf of Lysander Spurius Dragomir

"I don't get it, what do vegetables grown in the plains have to do with any of this?"

"When something is pro-asparagus, that means it is making a lot of money. Since Riddleport is a place of trade, that means that it is a place that makes a lot of money, so therefore it is pro-asparagus."

"I'm sorry, but it just wouldn't be much of a fair trade if I were to give you a land that I don't even know the location of in exchange for one known to be pro-asparagus. In any case, I'm also a banner-man for the Taldan Phalanx, so I guess that gives me something else to think about in the meantime."

"When I got my title, they told me my estate was in 'Maginary'. But I've looked all over the kingdom and I can't seem to find it."

I have my holy symbol tattooed on my face. It is always present.

Or clerics of Shelyn spending the entire scenario sleeping with everyone in sight.

"I don't get it, how can you sleep with everyone in sight? I mean, don't most people close their eyes when they go to sleep? I don't think Lady Rose wants people falling asleep whenever they open their eyes, it seems like a bad idea since blind people can't paint pictures or do sculptures as easily as seeing people can. Although some of them are really good musicians, but I'm not blind so I don't know if that applies to everyone. Anyway, clerics and us paladins of Lady Rose know well enough to only sleep in moderation. That way we have good dreams instead of ones that are night horses. Night horses are not friendly and like to bite people. Biting hurts. So now we know that night horses with black fire are not good."

I don't get it. What's this "Pathfinder Society"? How come there are so many lost people needing to find paths? How are the lost people finding each other? Can't they just make new paths instead of using old, overgrown ones?

"My kitty ates and other stuff all the time. It likes to ate behind my house. It ates grass, and bugs, and mouses, and people foods, and sometimes garbage. But anyway, he's really clean and likes music, but mom said he can't help me when I give speeches anymore. Not after what happened last time. Anyway, want to pet him? He's nice and fluffy!"
As he finishes saying this, he reaches into his haversack and pulls out a skunk that he offers to you.

"Yay, Ms. Rose gets to be knitted on Crystalhue! I sure wish I got to be a knight, then we could both be knitted."

"My magic tastes like rainbow, but of one color. A monochromatic rainbow and loudness with people talking is what my magic's flavor is."

I shall call him 'Squishy,' and he shall be mine, and he shall be my Squishy.