Restrop Stoneheart's page

"Welcome Restop. You will be tested in due time."

Both indicate that you are to take the curtain to the left where a yellow light wraps you up.

As the world comes back into focus. You see a huge wall encloses you completely. On this wall are thousands of pictographs depicting the history of the dwarves.

He bows curtly, just as he did when entering, then moves in the direction the figures indicate. Somewhat disoriented by the stark and quick change of environment, Restrop's interest in the wall soon dispels any misgivings he had about entering The Trial. He spends a great deal of time attempting to glean some connection from the history on the wall to his modest clan, though it is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Even the bits not directly related interest him, however - he takes a good deal of time absorbing the depictions.

Knowledge (History):1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

Perception:1d20 + 12 ⇒ (11) + 12 = 23

Here's the response to the post from above. Restrop's story is also in his profile now. Cheers!

Having read the notices of The Trial, Restrop had been considering submitting himself for it. He stopped in to grab some sustainence at The Royal when the two very different-looking figures walked-in, announcing the location. Though not a fan of pomp and circumstance, the trumpet and tabard told the Dwarf this event could indeed be the trail he'd been looking for. After some meat, bread, and drink, he left for the green.

While no stranger to the smell of sweat or ale - his training and heritage made sure of that! - the red-bearded monk was surprised with the massive turnout. Was there some aspect of The Trial he didn't know about? Perhaps most people were just driven by opportunities like this ... as he didn't socialize much, Restrop was unsure. One thing was certain though: Getting a good look around at his height was not going to happen with the droves of people as thick as they were. Only when he approached the iron gates was he aware he was nearly at the "beginning" of The Trial ... whatever it might entail. Slightly comforted at seeing one of his own kind usher him in, the Dwarf entered the pavilion.

The incense immediately hit Restrop's nose, and he didn't much care for it. In contrast, the cloaks' soft color pulled his attention away from the haze and more to their owners' dress: well-crafted armor, complemented by both a sword and staff. What walks of life did these sentries possess, he wondered. Restrop bows curtly and waits to be addressed.

"What seek you here?"

A bit amiss as to the aim of the question, Restrop takes some time to respond. He glances at the figures while putting together his reply in Common, unsure of their desire in the question but certain of his purpose.

I, Restrop Stoneheart, seek to better my body and soul. To do this, I must seek greater challenges than I can give myself. In the service of the crown, my hope is I could perfect myself while aiding others in the land. He pauses before a moment before nodding, his mouth and head the only parts of his body to have moved since he entered, the rest of it perfectly still. For in pursuit of improving myself, I search for the boundaries of my diligence and valor. I believe this duty to the crown should test my limits of both. The room is silent for a moment. If not, this path of service does not fit me.

Stratos here. Mechanics are completed for your review (in profile) with 2 exceptions... once I roll for hitpoints:

5d8 ⇒ (3, 3, 4, 8, 4) = 22

1. Is Monk's Robe a wondrous item I could have?

2. What sorts of traits would you like us to use, if any?

Will flesh-out the story and answer to the RP post above tonight.