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Fellow Pathfinders,
I just wanted to make a thread to see who among us has reached the pinnacle of PFS and are now probably doing administrative work for the Decemvirate at the Grand Lodge. You can either post in character or out of character, it doesn't matter. Just make sure you notify somewhere in your post that you have made it all the way through.
If you haven't made it through yet, you can post too, and I encourage in character. But, you may get someone to tell you to get off the lawn and here all those "back in my day" stories. Just sayin'.
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You surely have been misled. I had reached the overwhelming fourteenth level before my most recent adventure, and my talents are way too useful to be stuck doing mere administrative work for any body, much less the Decemvirate.
Perhaps the administrative work is left to those without the intellect necessary to do anything else. Like all those thugs who can barely speak whatever fractured dialect of Taldane that manages to spew out of their mouths. Not that language really matters, as their response to every situation involves whatever massive weapon they lug around with them. I'm certain that you will have much more important things to do in your future.
-Gabrielle d'Apcher, Aristocrat
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You have reached what? I am unfamiliar with your "levels" that you speak, but then again I find it hard to understand the unintelligible ramblings of worgs* as they crawl out from beneath the porch, hhhhhhmmmmmmmmm.
But I guess it is to be expected from a nation that has forsaken the Light as Taldor has. One day, they may rejoin the rest of modern, civilized nations in the unending chorus of praise to the almighty goddess Sarenrae. Until then, we of the Light will pray that your ruling lipstick-wearing ogrekins** and your "emperor" will learn a lesson or two from a true empire, the Keleshite Empire. May the Sun never set on Qadira and the Kelesh people, hhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmm.
Now if you excuse me, I must get back to sorting out potential recruits who wish to join the ranks of the Pathfinder Society.
*I apologize to any worgs out there who are offended by being called a Taldane.
**And to any ogrekins.
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You have reached what? I am unfamiliar with your "levels" that you speak, but then again I find it hard to understand the unintelligible ramblings of worgs* as they crawl out from beneath the porch, hhhhhhmmmmmmmmm.
But I guess it is to be expected from a nation that has forsaken the Light as Taldor has. One day, they may rejoin the rest of modern, civilized nations in the unending chorus of praise to the almighty goddess Sarenrae. Until then, we of the Light will pray that your ruling lipstick-wearing ogrekins** and your "emperor" will learn a lesson or two from a true empire, the Keleshite Empire. May the Sun never set on Qadira and the Kelesh people, hhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmm.
Now if you excuse me, I must get back to sorting out potential recruits who wish to join the ranks of the Pathfinder Society.
*I apologize to any worgs out there who are offended by being called a Taldane.
**And to any ogrekins.
The sun will never set on Qadira. The gods wouldn't trust a Qadiran in the dark.
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*Sighs, and puts the scroll he had been studying down.*
You know, I think if you renamed Taldor and Qadira cats and dogs I’m not sure anyone would be able to tell the difference. You both realize it reflects poorly on the younger Pathfinders when they see their more experienced, and supposedly wiser, elders bickering like little children? They might get the idea that is regular behavior, and do it on missions. I think you both know what that type of behavior would do to a team if it was in a place like the Mwangi Expanse?
It is a bit annoying how that just because you not at the immediate beck and call of Venture-Captains like Drandle Dreng or Ospery that you are suddenly “retired.” Especially if you are not yourself a Venture-Captain. It is not as though my considerable arcane and other talents are no longer of immediate use to the Society. Though I do tend to spend more time instructing and giving advice to others, helping to set up future ventures, and doing my own projects now. But that’s what the respect and prestige from multiple trips to the most dangerous places in Golarion, completing high risk missions, and reporting back success will do for you.
Also I must, as one of those “without the intellect necessary to do anything else,” disagree with with the lady about the importance of administrative work. Finding promising new recruits for the Society is of no small importance to the Society. As is doing necessary preparatory work and information gathering for missions. I’m sure you have personally experienced or at least heard of Pathfinder’s dying. Sometimes quite horribly. Because they were not properly prepared, and were poorly informed about some danger involved in their mission. There is also the matter of how all the research, confirmation of information, and reviews of reports that goes into the writing of the Pathfinder Chronicles, and make sure it is of the highest quality. Without which the credibility of the Society would be even worse then it already sadly is.
But how about we move away from such bickering? How about we give some anecdotes of some of our greatest accomplishments? Or examples of some disaster we saw? Or some piece of advice or information. I’m sure some of the whet-behind-the-ears, fresh out of training, can’t point out Absalom on the map young whipper snapper Pathfinders could gain something from our experiences.
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*Sighs, and puts the scroll he had been studying down.*
You know, I think if you renamed Taldor and Qadira cats and dogs I’m not sure anyone would be able to tell the difference. You both realize it reflects poorly on the younger Pathfinders when they see their more experienced, and supposedly wiser, elders bickering like little children? . . . -other stuff-
I take exception with your comments. I bicker quite expertly, not like a child at all.
Egger of Taldor
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But I guess it is to be expected from a nation that has forsaken the Light as Taldor has.
Now if you excuse me, I must get back to sorting out potential recruits who wish to join the ranks of the Pathfinder Society.
Such unbounded hatred towards one's allies within the Society, unleashed entirely by a glance at my heritage...
I think we can all see why this zealot was given administrative duties.
Perhaps, Mr. Scipio, that you are due for a promotion. But then again, you do seem to enjoy your current position dearly; congratulations to you.
-Gabrielle d'Apcher, Aristocrat
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Fellow Pathfinders,
I just wanted to make a thread to see who among us has reached the pinnacle of PFS and are now probably doing administrative work for the Decemvirate at the Grand Lodge. You can either post in character or out of character, it doesn't matter. Just make sure you notify somewhere in your post that you have made it all the way through.
If you haven't made it through yet, you can post too, and I encourage in character. But, you may get someone to tell you to get off the lawn and here all those "back in my day" stories. Just sayin'.
Hello Joe,
Our group of 6 here in the NY/NJ area finally finished part 4 of the 12 level arc a few weekends ago. My character felt he needed to rearange the Grand Lodge a little bit with his adamantitie battle axe so he did not rise as much as some in the ranks. We had a good time and look forward to may doing Iron Medusa or the other hight level module.
Nathan Meyers
a/k/a Harl Manz
Go Andoran!
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Naadhira approaches looking more dead than alive and barely breathing. Behind her is a tall, heavily cloaked man and a number of young girls all bearing dark clothing with motifs of skulls and the ever-hungry maw of Rovagug.
She looks around, notices that you are all still alive, then turns. "Come Gradil my love... they are not ready. Let us go back to our mausoleum."
And the funerary procession leaves quietly.
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Nikolai, you've gained some weight since we last met, Hhhhmmmmm? While you have been lounging around as a secretary, I've been out doing REAL work for the Decemvirate(and myself, of course). I did meet an excellent recruit that said YOU personally chose him and his druid companion as top of their Pathfinder recruitment class: Grantley Le Granouille. While I no doubt feel you chose them as best in class based on their merits, I do feel there was a bit of favoritism since you and Grantley look like you might be brothers. Uncanny resemblance...
Say all you want about earning the privilege of being a venture captain. If it wasn't for that amazingly accurate column(as well as that amazingly accurate crevasse) that took out that one slave, I might be up their gaining weight with you. Of course, at least I wouldn't be prancing around in those frilly robes of Sarenrae; I would make the job look GOOD.
Alas, Marius and I can continue to add to our legends, while you can add to your waistline. Just wait until I supplant Torch as information broker. There are people that would pay good money to hear about what goes on behind closed doors with you...
Now that that is off of my chest, I will say this, Nikolai. It was good to adventure with you, even though you were responsible for my one death(and your second... CHOKE) I MIGHT not have survived that blasted trap room with it's stupid invisible loony people if it wasn't for you. There... that's all the thanks you get. Maybe Kasheed will worship you more since you were so close and sharing hit points and all...
Scipio, let's go have a drink... when you work hard like us, you earn a mug from time to time.
Oh, and Nikolai... even though you are a Venture Captain now, quit sending out teams of Pathfinders on missions to acquire gallons of ice cream. Walk a little