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Are you TIRED of hardtack and rations that taste like they were made before Earthfall?

You need to meet Strikes Like Lightning, the DEFINITIVE expert in Shoanti cuisine!

It travels well, it tastes DIVINE, and I can guarantee you won't find our signature "Mebo Sandwich" anywhere else!

Visit the Blind Skull in Riddleport for a meal you won't forget!

*Whistles* "Y'know, miss Ebonblade, I've only seen those...fire arms...once before. Mind if I watch s'more?"

"All these swords are making me nervous. I'm used to fighting with blunt weapons. Course, that nearly got me killed, so...sword away!"

A Shoanti in the corner watches the combatants, club and scimitar at his belt and a wooden shield slung over his back.

"This should be interesting."

"Aye. Good story." A scarred Shoanti man sucks on a pipe. "My brother used to be able to tell em' like that." Looking at the half elf. "Mind if I ask what the bird on your shoulder's for?"

"Well, Petros" A bear of a Shoanti says as he enters the room. "Needing help is not a weakness." He pulls up his shirt to show two massive, circular scars in the center of his chest. "If it hadn't been for one guy, I'd be dead right now. Stupid Minotaurs."

1. Why are you a Pathfinder?
-The Challenge. I seek to prove my mettle in the forge of battle!
2. Do you have a name and surname that is not ripped straight out of existing Earth mythology or popular culture?
-Not that I know of. It's fairly descriptive, however.
3. Which nation did you grow up in? How did this nation influence you?
-I was raised in the Cinderlands, where I was taught by my father the way of the blade.
4. What do you look like? What are your wearing? How does this vary when you’re stalking through forests, sewers, deserts or in glittering cities?
-People say I am tall. They are simply too short for their own good. When not in my armor, I wear what the Taldans deem "proper clothing", simply because it's more comfortable.
5. What do you love? (Treasure and experience doesn’t count)
-The fight! You are not alive until you are facing death! There is no pretense, nothing but you and your opponent. I love it.
6. What do you hate? (Unclear and irritating darkness level rules don’t count)
-Minotaurs. One of those thrice-damned things nearly killed me.
7. Which other Pathfinders (PCs) do you rely on for teamwork, survival and butt-kicking? Do you have a bro? a mentor? a father figure? maybe a rival?
-A young lad by the name of Levi Adair. He saved my life, a debt I may never repay. If he asked, I would gladly lay down my life for him.
8. How does your race influence your views? Are you a stereotype of a certain race? How are you different from most humans/elves/gnomes/orcs/tengu?
-I am Shoanti first. My clan has taught me everything I know about combat, life, and dealing with the Taldans. However, unlike most, I am also quick to appreciate the Taldan style of civilization, and plan to live like they do when I become too crippled to fight.
9. What are you afraid of? Do you have any phobias or worries?
-Being forgotten. I seek glory in the name of my clan and if I die forgotten in some corner of the world, I may never forgive myself.
10. What is your most treasured possession?
-My axe. It was given to me by my father, and his father before him, and on and on to the foundation of the clan. And when I die, I shall pass it on to another.

"Saw that happen once. It was...very amusing."

"I remember, there was this minotaur...thing damn near killed me." A muscular giant of a Shoanti chuckles. "My companions made him pay for it!"

"...Crap."

"What's a watermelon?"

"Say, Green Beard. I've been looking into employment opportunities as a pirate. I'm real handy with an ax, strong like an ox (but sharp like a watermelon.) Any chance you lookin' for a crew yet?"

I dulled a minotaur's horns on my bones once! Does that count???