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Ollibolli's Shackled City AP
Male Half-Elf Defender 1

Nooo! Not the Archives!
Ollibolli's Shackled City AP
Male Half-Elf Defender 1

DM:

Spoiler:

Hearing the sound of a fight nearby, and remembering the orcs going the same way, Stergan gets off the tree and runs towards the fighting sounds, getting more cautious the closer he gets.

Ollibolli's Shackled City AP
Male Half-Elf Defender 1

DM

Spoiler:
No problem. I was patient until now, I will be patient a little bit longer.
Ollibolli's Shackled City AP
Male Half-Elf Defender 1

DM

Spoiler:
No, the music is allright, why should I be suspicious? It's just a bit loud, so I can't hear the monkeys and birds anymore...
Ollibolli's Shackled City AP
Male Half-Elf Defender 1

DM:

Spoiler:
Perception (1d20+5=6)

I got my iPod and I'm moshing to the beat.
Ollibolli's Shackled City AP
Male Half-Elf Defender 1

Hey, they currently are flinging ... all kinds of stuff... at me. I don't know if playing Twister with them makes our relationship any better or worse.
Ollibolli's Shackled City AP
Male Half-Elf Defender 1
Hanathan wrote:
You have chimps? sweet! the hair is a bit of dark Fabio

I don't have chimps, Chimps have Stergan. ;)

Ollibolli's Shackled City AP
Male Half-Elf Defender 1

Ok, gonna go play with the chimps... I bet they like me with my long, flowing hair. ;)
Ollibolli's Shackled City AP
Male Half-Elf Defender 1

DM Ollibolli:

Spoiler:

Nice. Thanks. Now I don't have to search food myself. Stergan thinks, while getting the fruits thrown at him.

After he ate some of the fruits that weren't rotten he takes another look out for Cauldron, marks the direction in his mind, climbs down the tree and walks towards the city.
Slower now, having had some rest and some food.
Ollibolli's Shackled City AP
Male Half-Elf Defender 1

DM Ollibolli:

Spoiler:

Perception+5 rolled in Paizo chat under observation of DM: 1d20+5=25

Stergan looks around to make out the source of the silence, when he hears voices, and not those of his thought inside his head. Not understanding a word but making out that the voices belong to someone speaking orcish, he decides that he is better off staying on the tree, if not climbing further up.
Ollibolli's Shackled City AP
Male Half-Elf Defender 1

DM:

Spoiler:

Rain. Good. I could use a bit of luck here as well. Stergan thinks.
Here is to hope that the water will wash down my appetizing smell and leave that beast trackless.
Too bad I can't see a thing in it too.
Stumbling through the jungle Stergan searches for an decent tree to climb.
He will wait and rest for the rain to stop or at least diminish, then search for the right direction again. After climbing back down he again will search for fruits or other easy food, while heading to Cauldron.

Ollibolli's Shackled City AP
Male Half-Elf Defender 1

DM:

Spoiler:
Nothing for Stergan?
Ollibolli's Shackled City AP
Male Half-Elf Defender 1

I won't be safe on here. Those baboons surely know how to climb.
But I'm not safer on the ground. At least some predators don't know how to come up into a tree...
Now what? Do I risk trying to get some sleep on here? Or do I risk getting caught down there? the half-elf bickers with himself and gets stopped by his growling stomach.
Damn that hunger. Damn Triel. Damn the Drow. At least I got fed there. And I could sleep there... from time to time.

Damn you Stergan! That was no pleasant time! Be gratefull to have escaped! Now get your sorry ass moving. Find something to eat. Keep on your feet. And get to Cauldron!!

With that thoughts he takes a few of his surroundings, hoping to find something edible nearby. Then he carefully descends to the junglefloor, keeping the direction of Cauldron in mind.
Find something to eat. Get to Cauldron. If you sleep, you are dead. Keep moving.
Ollibolli's Shackled City AP
Male Half-Elf Defender 1

Stats and Background are pretty much done.

Equipment needs to be bought.

Any Affiliations?
Ollibolli's Shackled City AP
Male Half-Elf Defender 1

Hey all!

Due to several reasons I was not able to work on Stergan over the weekend.
I am at work now, so I probably won't be able to do that today as well...

Sorry.
Ollibolli's Shackled City AP
Male Half-Elf Defender 1

Hey Guys, Kayos.

Sorry for coming in late, well, some of you know the reason. (We lost. somewhat. No total loss, but a loss nonetheless. Ask me in the chat for details, when I am online, if you whish.)

So, I will take this Alias for posting in the game, but have to change it first, build character and so forth.

I hope I get that done until Monday, but I can't promise.

Olli: Thanks for letting me play the Defender.
(For those not knowing the class: Its a Class from the Midnight Campaign Setting by Fantasy Flight Games, basically a non-magical Monk. Different favour and all.)

I'll go for a human as race.

Starting gold: Defender states 1d4x10vp (value points). Shall I go with Monk starting gold, or search for the info how much a vp is in gp?

Franz Lunzer
Sothal
Zoe's Rise of the Runelords: Burnt Offerings* Campaign
Male Half-Elf Defender 1
Mon_Soul wrote:
guessing that each square = 5'. I am 5 squares behind him. That should put me within grapple range.

The map states, that each square is 10ft.

Zoe's Rise of the Runelords: Burnt Offerings* Campaign
Male Half-Elf Defender 1

Some miles south of Sandpoint a lonesome human in scale mail drags a backpack, a tent and some other equipment along the Lost Coast Road, his heavy warhammer over his right shoulder.
A blue spark of the size of a head floats nearby, following the human consequently, emiting dim light, nearly as if it would seem to be bored.

The humans feet are surrounded by sky-blue sandals, even though he wears heavy boots under those sandals. They seem kind of out of place, surrounding his boots, without any visible support.

Every now and then the human, his name beeing Stergan Rus, turns his head, searching the trees and bushes that surround the path he walks along. He even jerks, if he hears the sound of a wild animal, breaking a branch or slipping through a bush.

"Shall I make a rest for today? It's getting dark already..." he asks in the direction of the spark. The spark flickers with his internal light, as if shruging with shoulder's that it has not.
"Right. You don't care." A flash of bright light comes from the spark, it suddenly rushing towards the face of Stergan, then diming while floating back as soon as Stergan says: "Ok, yeah, understood. You do care, but you can't say. So it's up to me. ... Hmm. I don't think I'll reach the next farm or town in a decent time. And this spot seems to be as good as any other. And you are going to watch over me, don't you? Yeah, you do."
The spark glows a bit brighter, floating up and down, as if nodding to the question of the human.

Stergan set's down his backpack, tent, shield, his warhammer and everything else, but won't take of his armor. He doesn't set up his tent, only wrapping himself in his bedroll.
"Okay. I'm going to sleep. Wake me, if you hear anything suspicious. And dim your light."
Zoe's Rise of the Runelords Adventure Path OOC
Male Half-Elf Defender 1

Stergan Rus is complete as well.

For HP I took max for first level, I'm gonna roll for the next ones.
Zoe's Rise of the Runelords: Burnt Offerings* PBP (Recruiting 7-2-08)

Profil filled.

I'm ready to roll/role!
Zoe's Rise of the Runelords: Burnt Offerings* PBP (Recruiting 7-2-08)

Without further introduction:

Stergan Rus
Skarn Incarnate LN

Background:

Spoiler:

Stergan is on a trip most young skarn go on, once they get the proper age: to proof himself to his family and show strength to their enemies.
His parents taught him to obey the rules of law and order, even if that meant to accuse one of his closest friends, Adra Wylle, of stealing and lying, bringing her to the towns judges, which exiled Adra from the Skarn homelands.
He came all the way to Varisia to find that proof in form of trophys, be them scars, bones of monsters,
great wealth, or even an exclusive contract with a trading house.
What he did not tell his parents was, that he was searching for Adra, who always had spoken of her dreams to travel to Riddleport.
Stergan knew that his parents knew of Adra's plans, which lead him to take a ship to Magnimar instead.
(I placed the skarn homelands far off the shore of Varisia, hope this is okay for you.)

His ship landing in Magnimar, he was forced to go out to Sandpoint for he had not met much success in his task.

He wanted to get to Riddleport as fast as possible, but without the money to buy him a place on a ship sailing up the coast and not wanting to be part of a crew he had to take a horse.
Traveling the road from Magnimar to Sandpoint alone he was a nice attraction to thieves, but with some luck he was able to oppose them to get away with his life, though not without losing is horse and killing the one that seemed to be the master.
That act obviously scared the others enough to drive them back in the woods, but not without one of them threatening Stergan that they would hunt him down and find him.
With the Skarn, being a seldomly seen race in this part of the lands, and their spines being an unmissable feature he has no doubt that it would be rather easy to find him again.

Two days later Stergan reached Sandpoint pleased, for it was a larger city, where it should be not so easy for the thieves hunting him to kill him openly. Plus, maybe he would find someone who would help him to get the thieves judged and imprisoned or whatever the sentence is according to the local law.