Martel Carolingian's page

It is with great pleasure to add Venture Captain Martel Carolingian and his mount Aslan (Huge Celestial Lion) to the list. (11 Level Paladin, 1 Level Fighter [Dragoon], and 1 Level Mammoth Lord)

Sin of Asmodeus wrote:

Good mod, I like the way that we are slowly selling our souls to the rune goddess, one piece at a time. Very well done gentlemen.

Oh, just wait. You haven't seen anything yet.

As a paladin who was severely tempted to take this item, it is reassuring that the following are true.

1. That the pathfinder society is moving more towards good.

2. That there are bigger fish hooks along the way. I think resisting a feat was the hardest decision to make. Mike, you'er going to need some crazy bait if people resisted a free feat...

Do you want to be shown in a good light? Are you sick of faction fighting? Do you refuse to be the puppet of a nation state?

Join the Silver Crusade! We just want to help people, and the society is the mode for that goal.

I would choose death over Infernal Healing any day of the week.

A Paladin's Code does not yield to pragmatism.

The small boy named Zaryn takes a small piece of bacon out of his bag and flicks it over to the Dino. Martel gives him a stern eye before he smiles and turns to Z'seredo.

"Yes, passion and feeling run rampant can be a dangerous thing, however logic can be just as dangerous, cold, rigid and uncaring. Lawful Evil breeds on those grounds. We must balance our logic with emotions with we ever hope to do good in this world."

Before anyone can respond to Doyle, a small lad enters the door with a trumpet and begins to blow a mighty tune. He stops as his cheeks are red and begins to recite an introduction,

"To the honor of all, Presenting Martel Carolingian, first of his name, Honor Graduate of Vigil's War College and Son of Reverend Markus Carolingian of Lastwall."

He beams with delight as Martel enters the room, he is a Large athletic human of mocha complexion standing 6'1 and wearing a large. His short neck sports a round face and large noose with a bald head. His eyes are mismatch shards of green and brown. On his left shoulder is a buckler with the symbol of Sarenrae. His Chest and thighs are covered in plate. A luceren hammer is strapped to his back and a scimitar is on his side.

He pats the young boy on the head and says, "Thank you Zaryn, but you don't need to blow the horn, I believe everyone could hear you just fine."

He Gazes the crowd, "Brothers and sisters it is good to meet you. I am glad so many of you worship she who has redeemed us. And to the other faiths you are not my spiritual siblings but we are co-belligerent in our cause, I pray for your Journeys"