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Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

I’ve had something unexpected come up; I’m going to be offline for a while entirely not sure how long.

I’ll try to get back when I can.


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

wis (14): 1d20 ⇒ 16

Uthman continues unaware of the battle raging on deck.


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

wis -4 (10): 1d20 ⇒ 20

Uthman remains unaware of the struggle.


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Ah, ok- so I’m currently asleep- got it, I’ll roll another here


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Just clarifying- I failed the Wis roll so I’m under some kind of charm here, right? Siren style?


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

wis -4 (10): 1d20 ⇒ 18


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Seamanship (Dex +1) 15: 1d20 ⇒ 1
Direction Sense (Wis +1) 15: 1d20 ⇒ 17


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

"Lucky those of you who still have homes. Though a caravan moves, the people of it make it home. Alas. . ."


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

"This seems fortuitous then to find each other. Come and rest and we will ponder this."


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

”say now! Creature- put the child down, in the name of all the gods!” Uthman draws his bow in case the bird creature doesn’t yield.


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

"Yes, excellent work Zairiah!"


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

"Yes, it is frustrating. . . but surely to sleep above the dead would be more so."


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Uthman clutches his blades, trying to focus his sharp elvish eyes on the darkness.


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Uthman nods, "Back to the ship then."


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

"It will be good to return to civilization of some kind- this island has been full of strange creatures."


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Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

"Thank you, kindly spirit. May you too dwell in the light of the Loregiver." Uthman says, certain that even if they are being tricked until they know for sure being proper and polite remains the best course.


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Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Wisdom Check 14: 1d20 ⇒ 20


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

"Truly this would be a magnificent gift to bring us great honor in the eyes of the Sultan then, if we had any item appropriate to trade for it. Alas, I do not- I have only 10 gold and a smattering of silver."


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Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Uthman looks at the bard who told them about this place, "Well, we came at your request, what say you? I have no magic items of my own, nor do I need healing of this kind."


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

I don't remember why we came to find it


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

"Who is that speaking! Show yourself! Let us discuss this like civilized beings!"


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

"Should it look any different than just water? Is this the right of it then? I do not think I should like to live forever, thank the Lore Giver. I have already outlived all my family. . ."


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Direction Sense (15): 1d20 ⇒ 6


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

"Ah, yes, forgive this one his ignorance. So we continue following the river upstream then? The water was good to drink then Zairiah?"


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

No worries GM! Hope you are well.


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Everything ok GM?

Sorry to poke, but I'm just having a hard time staying engaged in this campaign currently due to the pace.


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Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

"Does the map say anything else about what we are supposed to find here?" he turns his eyes on the area trying to search as well.


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Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Direction Sense (Wis+1 16): 1d20 ⇒ 20

lol, of course!


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Direction Sense (Wis+1 16): 1d20 ⇒ 17


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

"Yes, yes. . . I'm back now. Where were we going then?"


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Uthman watches horrified from within the crystal.


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Saving Throw vs. Spell (16): 1d20 ⇒ 6


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

If Uthman gets us all killed with his forthright naivete I apologize.


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Uthman steps out of the jungle line, speaking up, "Many excuses, good sir genie! I humbly beg your aid- these Yakmen have waylaid travelers we met before, I beseech you to allow my companions and I to bring them to justice."


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Uthman whispers to his companions, "Is this creature dangerous?"


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Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Happy thanksgiving everyone!


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Uthman nods, "My condolences for your companion, and may you travel in safety from here on, my friends."

Turning to the others, "Now, my esteemed colleagues, allow us to follow the trail of these yak-men and see what we can find, no?"

Tracking 14: 1d20 ⇒ 5


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

"Do you know where they came from? We could, perhaps, track this particular group back and demand justice for your slain companion?"


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

"Yakmen! Oh this is terrible to hear indeed. I have not encountered these creatures before. . . they are dangerous and wicked, then?"

"Might my other companions approach?" Uthman motions to the others in the woods to come out, "What is to be done about these maurauders I wonder. . ."


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Uthman stands up, and hands raised steps out into the clearing addressing their interlocutors.

"Pardon, friends! I bring greetings in the name of the Loregiver! My companions and I were traveling nearby and heard you voices. Is there any aid we can offer to fellow travelers like ourselves?"


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

"Perhaps we should offer these kind travelers our assistance?"

Uthman follows Zairiah and whispers to the others.

"Whatever killed a barber in his sleep might be dangerous to us as well, no?"


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Direction Sense (15): 1d20 ⇒ 10


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Uthman will also take a middle watch- between Zairiah and Nura.


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

I have drill this weekend, will be in the field/on the range- I should still be able to post but will be spotty/uneven on timing.


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Wisdom 14: 1d20 ⇒ 14


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Uthman takes aim with his longbow.

Longbow: 18 - 1d20 ⇒ 18 - (6) = 12
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 3


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Uthman draws his bow and attempts to shoot the serpent as well.

Longbow: 18 - 1d20 ⇒ 18 - (15) = 3
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Survival 8: 1d20 ⇒ 16


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Can I get to where I can hit it in melee? I was under the impression it was flying.


Male Elf | AC 7 (Studded Leather) THACO 18 HP 15/15 Ranger (Desert Rider) 3

Breath Weapon Save 16: 1d20 ⇒ 12

Full Name

Karrick Margandan

Race

Human

Classes/Levels

Rogue [Knife Master, Scout] 3, Fighter [Brawler] 4

Gender

Male

Size

Medium

Age

34

Alignment

Neutral Evil

Location

The Mana Wastes

Strength 18
Dexterity 16
Constitution 12
Intelligence 10
Wisdom 13
Charisma 14

About Karrick

Karrick
NE Male Human
Class: Rogue [Knife Master, Scout] 3, Fighter [Brawler] 4
Age: 34 Height: 6' 4" Weight: 215 lbs
Hair: Bald Eyes: Green

Init: +3, Senses: Darkvision 60', Perception +11

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DEFENSE
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AC 21 , touch 13, flat-footed 18 (+8 Armor, +3 Dex)
HP 49 (3d8, 4d10, +3 favored class, +7 Con)
Fort +6, Ref +7, Will +3

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OFFENSE
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Speed 30 ft (20 in armor)
Space 5 ft, Reach 5 ft

Cold Iron Punching Dagger +1: +12 melee (1d3+7 20/x3)
Two-Weapon Fighting: +10/+10 melee (1d3+7/1d3+7 20/x3)

Power Attack: -2 Attack, +4 Damage

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SPECIAL ABILITIES
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Sneak Stab +2d8/+2d4
Hidden Blade +1
Blade Sense +1

Offensive Defense:

Benefit: When Karrick hits a creature with a melee attack that deals sneak attack damage, he gains a +1 dodge bonus to AC for each sneak attack die rolled for one round.

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STATISTICS
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Str 16 (18), Dex 16, Con 12, Int 10, Wis 13, Cha 14
Base Atk +6; CMB +10; CMD 23

Feats: Two-Weapon Fighting, Double Slice, Power Attack, Weapon Focus (Punching Dagger), Dazzling Display, Weapon Specialization (Punching Dagger), Cornugon Smash, Shatter Defenses

Traits:

Skills (64 ranks, +7 Human ;71):
Armor Check -4 (-1 for Climb and Acrobatics checks made to jump)
(7) Acrobatics* +9 (+12)
(7) Climb* +13
(7) Intimidate* +12
(4) Knowledge (dungeoneering)* +7
(7) Knowledge* (local) +10
(7) Perception* +11
(7) Sense Motive* +11
(7) Sleight of Hand* +13
(7) Stealth* +9
(7) Survival +8
(3) Use Magic Device* +8

Languages: Common (Taldan)

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GEAR/POSSESSIONS
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+2 Agile Breastplate
+1 punching dagger x2 - --lbs.
(--) Traveler's Outfit and goggles --lbs.
Cold iron dagger (concealed on person; Perception 33)

Currency 848gp

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NOTES
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Permanent darkvision resulting from cost of scroll of permanency and NPC casting of Darkvision to balance wealth by level. Actual story explanation is Mana Wastes mutation. Mechanically works the same.

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Background
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Karrick Margandan was once an ordinary man, a common laborer living in Alkenstar, living an ordinary life. Offered a high-paying courier job for the Altkin guild -- a wealthy and influential family of gunsmiths -- Karrick was to deliver a parcel to a prominent member of the guild at a private workshop. However, Karrick was unaware that he was being swept up into the political web of intrigue that preceeded a schism within the Altkin guild.

The package Karrick delivered was an alchemical explosive device used to assassinate a prominent member of the Altkin guild. Elements within the Altkin guild used their influence in the shield marshalls to plant evidence to frame Karrick that would have him quickly, and quietly, apprehended and sentenced for a crime he did not commit.

For his crimes, Karrick was thrown into the subterranean mining prison Avernus. Located deep below the Mana Wastes, Avernus (named for the first layer of Hell itself) was a lightless hole where prisoners mined metal ore sent up to the refineries and foundries of Alkenstar. Located in an isolated valley in the wastes, this prison would be where Karrick was to disappear and die.

However, those that threw Karrick away were not prepared for him to survive his ordeal. Avernus was a terrible place, a violent and vicious hole where brutality is law and only the strong survive. It was in this dark and hopeless place that Karrick found strength and determination he never knew he had.

Avernus turned Karrick into a ruthless killer, forced to fight to defend himself and with no one but the darkness as his ally. It was the warping energy of the wastes itself that changes Karrick the most, mutating him and causing his eyes to take on a reflective sheen and slitted pupils like that of a cat. His features hardened, becoming subtly feral looking and predatory.

Over the fifteen years of his imprisonment, Karrick never gave up the hope of freedom -- and more importantly, revenge. Learning the ways of the prison and developing an escape plan, Karrick one day managed to slip outof his cell by feigning restraint, murdered the guards he encountered along the way, and with stolen armor and weapons fought his way out of Avernus to the surface.

By luck, blood, and rage Karrick took his first breath of free air under the ashen skies of the Mana Wastes. He would return to Alkenstar with the sole name he recalled that could lead him to the men responsible for his predicament. Discovering that the Altkin guild had divided into two new houses following his escape made Karrick's job harder, and all those he knew that were tied to the courier job he had taken had disappeared shortly following his imprisonment.

Eventually, word of Karrick's escape and his special talents reached the ears of the Grand Duchess of Alkenstar, who was quietly recruiting adventurers to track down the identity of an assassin who murdered a Nidalese diplomat in Alkenstar. Hiring Karrick to track down an assassin was easy, offering him the names of those who were responsible for putting him in Avernus instead of the gold promised to others is all it took to get his attention. However, given the secretive nature of the assignment she was unable to keep the local authorities off of him, and if Karrick slipped up he would wind up facing the threat of Avernus again.

Karrick's situation was anything but simple. The circumstances surrounding the Nidalese ambassador's assassination revolved around a power-play by the Nidal government and representatives seeking to put a puppet diplomat in the influential position of representative to Alkenstar while attempting to circumvent a mad Gebbite ritual to be held in the dead capitol of Mechitar. Ultimately, Karrick was betrayed by the Grand Duchess, when her plan to blame the hired mercenaries for the assassination backfired and her involvement with the assassination was uncovered.

Marked for death and hunted across the Mana Wastes with the mercenaries he was working with, Karrick's sole comfort was that his path crossed with the men responsible for his imprisonment in Avernus. This culminated in a bloody spree of murderous revenge before he would part ways with his mercenary companions and strike out on his own once more, leaving them to solve the tangled political situation on their own. They knew at his heart that Karrick was a self-serving man, but while it seemed as though his decision to abandon them was purely out of self-interest, one mercenary Karrick had grown close to believed that the knife-wielding murderer had left them to draw the trail of the Shield Marshals off of their trail...

...Karrick wouldn't ever admit to doing something so selfless.