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25 posts. Alias of imimrtl.


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Happy new year peoples!


Happy Chrismahannukwanzikalius!


Ok back at home. GM Mason just let me know what you want me to do.


hey guys I'm traveling today and tomorrow for work so I won't be able to post until probably Thursday


Shevan's smile widens as he pulls the chair out and sits. Your brother spoke of you often when we were together. He was...a good influence on me. Your brother had a good heart and what was done to him was unforgivable. Shevan seems vehement when he states that, you can almost see a fire blaze behind his gorgeous eyes. I knew him the last few months of his life but those were some of the most important of my 113 years. I made a promise to him before he died that if we met I would do all I could to help in whatever endeavor you were currently embroiled in... he leans forward conspiratorially, you catch a whiff of what smells like cinnamon ...he seemed to think that it was likely.

What Shevan looks like.


Shevan enters and shakes out his cloak. Seeing Tauk as he walks in he says to the burly bouncer Evening Tauk. Quiet night? Not expecting or probably receiving much of an answer he spots Marco's sister Emilia, engrossed in conversation with a group of tough looking fellows. His heart sinks as memories of his friend's recent passing run through him. Emilia and Marco were quite different in temperament from what he had heard but they sure did favor one another in the face and eyes. He allows himself a moment of reminiscence before putting his most winning smile on his face and heading over to the table.

The man approaching your table is dressed in fine clothing of simple design but extremely well cut. He seems to favor earth tones of tan and green and brown with the splash of a dramatic red here or there for contrast. His face is perfectly formed and symmetrical with a golden blonde goatee that looks to have been cut to a razors precision. His hair is short and spiky blonde that seems to be in constant motion, as if a breeze was perpetually ruffling it. Extremely slender, his skin shimmers with a very slight iridescent glow that makes it hard to look away. Stunningly attractive, almost otherworldly so, he moves to the table with an easy grace and says Please excuse the interruption but...Emelia...it is so good to see you. I did not know you frequented the Three Rings. Seeing the others Shevan turns and sketches a bow worthy of the royal court and says Pray forgive my rudeness for my delay in announcing myself to you. Shevan Risa, at your service. Emilia's brother was a friend of mine.


Sent Shevan's backstory in pm. Let me know what else you need.


build listed


Ok I've gotten the build completed except for equipment. Now I'm working on a backstory. Anything I should know before creating?


Hey GMP et al. I think I am going to have to withdraw unfortunately. I have a lot of stuff going wrong irl right now and am having to cut back a lot on my posting. It sucks because i was really enjoying this game. I hope everyone has a blast though and I would game with any of you awesome people again in the future. Again sorry for the inconvenience everyone.


Retrieving his longbow and quiver, Shevan fires an arrow at one of the monsters attacking Sasha Attack Sea Scorpion 6 1d20 + 4 - 2 ⇒ (3) + 4 - 2 = 51d8 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 - 2 = 7

all that build up and then...bleh...lol


GMP, What weapon did I pick up? Was I able to grab my bow and quiver?


Shevan is still trying to find a weapon.


Shevan jerks awake at the kicks and says Hey...Whats the big ide...AAH! The last is said after spotting the scorpion things. Shevan will look to his right in the gear pile and grab the first weapon he can lay his hands on before standing up.


Shevan attempts to wake from the beautiful dream he is having...Perception 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8 ...and apparently it is much too good to worry about such things as scorpion lobster things.


1d20 + 2 - 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 - 2 = 1 ...annnnnd Shevan sleeps till book 2 lol


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Hyperlinked a few feats and abilities. Will finish the rest as time permits.


I'll start hyperlinking also.


Fortitude save 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15

*Yawn* What...treachery...is...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz


Shevan sits down in the nearest empty seat and sends a prayer of thanks to Erastil and the other gods of good for this bounty. It is a pleasure to be having this meal with you all. He raises his glass and says to your health and happiness.


Shevan watches the comings and goings on deck. When the prisoner is brought up on deck Shevan gets a quick flash of contempt that he instantly squashes. That is no way to think Shevan! Control...Calm...that is the way. Taking a deep breath Shevan goes below and enters the hold to get away and meditate on his poor reaction to the man.

Let me know if that's not ok Pace. He would just be looking for a place of peace and quiet and he wouldn't have afforded a cabin to himself.


A strongly built handsome man emerges on deck from the cabins below. He goes to the rail and gazes across the open water, a look of contentment on his face. He carries a small bowl of soup with him and is sipping from it slowly. A wooden symbol hangs from a cord on his neck.


Sorry Pace its been a busy time for me. I've been trying to complete a 40 page background check paperwork for a police department application. Working on background and such now.

No problem with you rolling init.

1.
Why are you aboard the ship?: Shevan is trying to escape the corruption and decadence of Cheliax. He feels that the Mwangi Expanse would be a good area to attempt to create a new life.

2.
At which port did you board or are you a stowaway?: Westcrown

3.
What will your character contribute to the group?: Ranged fighting, healing

4.
What are your plans for your character mechanically?: Divine Hunter Paladin straight for now.

5.
What are your plans for your character from a story-perspective?: Shevan is trying to distance himself from his heritage and background. He has a true noble heart that beats in the chest of a monster's body.

Appearance: Shevan wears studded leather armor that is good for movement. He dresses in simple clothes suitable for exploring in greens and browns. He has long black hair that is kept loose (he can't tie it back anyway because it won't stay tied.) His hair is constantly moving as if being blown by a soft breeze, a mark of his Div ancestor. The only other notable feature is that his irises will occasionally swirl as if being blown in a dust storm.


Here is the Avatar for Shevan. I will get up background info and such tomorrow.