Stats: Rime-Blooded Sorc 1
HP 4/8 AC 13/12 T/14 FF |+2 F +2R +2W | +6 Init 30' | Cold Steel 7/7 Irrisen IM 3/3 Spellcraft: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20 "Ranged attacks have a lesser chance of hitting him--he is surrounded by chaos right now," says Sindre grimly. "However, my 'frostflowers' never miss." He focuses on the other caster, maintaining the previous spell on the unconscious magic missile-thrower, just to add insult to injury (or death. Snap on Fallen Caster: 1d4 ⇒ 2 no need for a Reflex save on the guy as he is unconscious or dying or both... Snap on the Entropic Shield Guy: 1d4 ⇒ 4 DC 15 Ref or Dazzled, DC 15 Fort or Slowed And Sindre is now all out of Irrisen Ice Magic...
Stats: Rime-Blooded Sorc 1
HP 4/8 AC 13/12 T/14 FF |+2 F +2R +2W | +6 Init 30' | Cold Steel 7/7 Irrisen IM 3/3 Sindre winces and frowns. "That caster is going to kill me unless I am healed quickly," he says matter of factly. He casts Snapdragon Fireworks again, this time at the spellcaster, and maintains the original spell on the fellow with the club. Snap on Club: 1d4 ⇒ 2
Snap on Caster: 1d4 ⇒ 3
Stats: Rime-Blooded Sorc 1
HP 4/8 AC 13/12 T/14 FF |+2 F +2R +2W | +6 Init 30' | Cold Steel 7/7 Irrisen IM 3/3 "Hmm….I trusted that they would appear. Hello," he says in his slow drawl. Sindre waggles his fingers, muttering in a strange tongue. A glittering comet of tiny frosted dragons zig-zag over to the central hooded figure, exploding in a shower of icy dust. Snapdragon Fireworks, Irrisen Icemage, CL2. DC15 Reflex or be Dazzled, DC 15 Fort or be Slowed. And… Snap Crackle Pop Damage: 1d4 ⇒ 1
Stats: Rime-Blooded Sorc 1
HP 4/8 AC 13/12 T/14 FF |+2 F +2R +2W | +6 Init 30' | Cold Steel 7/7 Irrisen IM 3/3 Not sure what your role is, but may you succeed in effecting justice. :) I will be in court tomorrow, actually, mainly for moral support for my daughter. Children's court; she's a foster--for now. My wife and I shall adopt her and certainly won't let her awful bio mom get near her.
Stats: Rime-Blooded Sorc 1
HP 4/8 AC 13/12 T/14 FF |+2 F +2R +2W | +6 Init 30' | Cold Steel 7/7 Irrisen IM 3/3 Sindre nods and hands Hironaki 10 gp. "I am sorry I cannot give you more," he says. "So...I guess Arkath was hired to build a secret chamber in the Arcanamirium, and then Fimbrik added something," says the sorcerer. "I wonder if it's Eylysia's storage room for..something. The fake names are there to tell...someone...where to get it. Who and what are they? Whatever is in there is centuries old, unless it's something...someone...is replenishing. Hmmmmmmm," he says in his drawn-out Ulfen way.
Stats: Rime-Blooded Sorc 1
HP 4/8 AC 13/12 T/14 FF |+2 F +2R +2W | +6 Init 30' | Cold Steel 7/7 Irrisen IM 3/3 Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 19 "Ah, how fortunate we are to find you here, O Priest of the Disciplines," says Sindre, looking far less of a lanky youth than usual. "We are here to pay respects to Arkath, the stonemason. Perhaps there is a donation we may make, so that we may honor him in private, within his tomb."
Stats: Rime-Blooded Sorc 1
HP 4/8 AC 13/12 T/14 FF |+2 F +2R +2W | +6 Init 30' | Cold Steel 7/7 Irrisen IM 3/3 "I don't know, but as I see it, if there is anyone watching, there's a greater chance they are at Skyreach. However, I don't know. Perhaps every place is equally dangerous. As Muzhaa'f says, how would they know what we are doing? Unless we make a rubbing of the names and speak them out loud in big voices," he says, grinning.
Stats: Rime-Blooded Sorc 1
HP 4/8 AC 13/12 T/14 FF |+2 F +2R +2W | +6 Init 30' | Cold Steel 7/7 Irrisen IM 3/3 "If we go to Skyreach, we risk alerting any moles that have been inserted in the Society long ago," says Sindre. "I might try getting some evidence first." He opens his hands, the Ulfen equivalent of a shrug. ("as you can see, I have no weapons," though in his case, no weapons are needed.).
Stats: Rime-Blooded Sorc 1
HP 4/8 AC 13/12 T/14 FF |+2 F +2R +2W | +6 Init 30' | Cold Steel 7/7 Irrisen IM 3/3 "So this is why Dreng kept the true purpose secret--there have been false Pathfinders since its founding," says Sindre. "It seems we should go to the mausoleum of Arkath, or to the Arcanamirium. Where should we go first? And eventually to the Hall of Names, with a chisel," he says, his usual mild manner replaced with a dangerous cold tone.
Stats: Rime-Blooded Sorc 1
HP 4/8 AC 13/12 T/14 FF |+2 F +2R +2W | +6 Init 30' | Cold Steel 7/7 Irrisen IM 3/3 While Sindre is intrigued by the tiny fact of Foster's financing of the tavern, he's also pleased to get away from that particular conversation, and enjoys the cool air of the cellars. "Looks easy enough," he says, but doesn't go across the plank first, in true caster fashion.
Stats: Rime-Blooded Sorc 1
HP 4/8 AC 13/12 T/14 FF |+2 F +2R +2W | +6 Init 30' | Cold Steel 7/7 Irrisen IM 3/3 Too late, Sindre realizes the trap, and feels the tendrils of boredom wrap around his mind! He struggles to keep his eyelids open and his smile affixed. "Ser Gill, that is quite fascinating. I was wondering, do you know anything of the history of the Wounded Wisp itself? I've heard Selmius Foster used to room here," he says, in an attempt to change the subject and learn about the hidden room...well, at least the hidden room he imagines is in the tavern's guesthouse somewhere.
Stats: Rime-Blooded Sorc 1
HP 4/8 AC 13/12 T/14 FF |+2 F +2R +2W | +6 Init 30' | Cold Steel 7/7 Irrisen IM 3/3 Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25 Sindre flashes a winning smile at Yargos. "Ser Gill, an honor to see you here. I'm Sindre Oddrson, a student of arcana. How fares your studies of Absalom's history? I would love to hear about it," he says, courteously and compellingly.
Stats: Rime-Blooded Sorc 1
HP 4/8 AC 13/12 T/14 FF |+2 F +2R +2W | +6 Init 30' | Cold Steel 7/7 Irrisen IM 3/3 "My experience with the Society is limited, but things are rarely what they seem. Sometimes our missions are just a...gambit...for something larger. And ye-es, the wine may be secondary," says Sindre. Despite his odd Ulfen accent and prior terseness, he seems to have some talent for eloquence and charm after all. "My guess is there is a bit of the usual mix; find something, save something, kill something. Although it will be nice to have a drink as well," he says, beaming.
Stats: Rime-Blooded Sorc 1
HP 4/8 AC 13/12 T/14 FF |+2 F +2R +2W | +6 Init 30' | Cold Steel 7/7 Irrisen IM 3/3 "Spare rooms mean hidden things," says Sindre, revealing nothing in particular about his last mission, he swears, "I would like to see it when we get there." His long legs easily keep up with Muzhaa'f and, presumably, Alarin.
Stats: Rime-Blooded Sorc 1
HP 4/8 AC 13/12 T/14 FF |+2 F +2R +2W | +6 Init 30' | Cold Steel 7/7 Irrisen IM 3/3 It occurs to me that a six person PFS party is a fun place to try an all-arcane caster party, something that has been mentioned on the boards before. (Not that this should/would happen as it's first come first serve.) As long as you have someone who can spam CLW with a wand. Beware the Mage Collective!
Stats: Rime-Blooded Sorc 1
HP 4/8 AC 13/12 T/14 FF |+2 F +2R +2W | +6 Init 30' | Cold Steel 7/7 Irrisen IM 3/3 "Trade Prince Muzhaa'f, a pleasure as well," says Sindre in his slow, almost mushy way. "If you are of Sarenrae then we are near opposites in evocation. That will be fun." He grins a gleaming white smile.
Stats: Rime-Blooded Sorc 1
HP 4/8 AC 13/12 T/14 FF |+2 F +2R +2W | +6 Init 30' | Cold Steel 7/7 Irrisen IM 3/3 A very tall, spindly pale young man appears, his impish smile taking away any cold that might radiate from his icy blue eyes on another occasion. A small jar of blue liquid sits on his belt in a holster that might carry a weapon on someone more armored. "Hel-lo," he says slowly in the languid drawl of the eastern Linnorm kingdoms, "I am Sindre. Nice to meet you, Eponine." His "l's" are long and glottal and his "s's" have the whisper of snow slush to them.
Stats: Rime-Blooded Sorc 1
HP 4/8 AC 13/12 T/14 FF |+2 F +2R +2W | +6 Init 30' | Cold Steel 7/7 Irrisen IM 3/3 Yay! In the interests of full disclosure, while this recruitment was under way, my other character started up...Wounded Wisp. If that's a problem, let me know. I won't pass info from one to the other! PFS # 135388-2
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