Character Sheets

[Ferahgo]

Please post your character sheets here. Make one post, and then update it. Also, please post your experience total at the bottom(ex. XX/XXXX).

Since the original uses the 3.5 exp track, we'll be using the Pathfinder Fast exp. chart.

[Juniper]

Karralee Luz, Halfling Rogue
Sweet-natured, unadvisedly curious, but occasionally all too pragmatic.

Background

It's a common story in Riddlepoint: poverty and isolation. Half-a-dozen brothers and sisters mean nothing if one's parents couldn't support themselves. Karralee Luz, easily ignored seventh child, quickly learned to make do with what she had: mostly quick wits, clever fingers, and passably pretty manners.

Now, Karralee keeps her own room over a small tavern, small but scrupulously clean. She performs by day with a small acting troupe on street corners. She plays children and light comic roles, all acrobatics and goofy mismaneuvers with her swords. She performs by night with the same troupe, trading off roles. She's a passable pickpocket, light and small enough for second-story work, quiet enough for occasional smuggling. The blot hasn't bothered her much. It keeps it darker at night, keeps shadows deep during the day.

Now, however, things need to change. It's not Karralee's fault that faulty information sent her crew climbing into the upper floor of a gendarme's residence, just luck that drew her lookout duty last night. There's no point imagining rescue; that ship has probably already sailed, literally, with her hapless friends chained in the hold. The more immediate concern, as usual, is gold. How does she get it now?

Appearance

Even for halflings, Karralee's a bit on the small side, and her narrow face and sharp-angled features only add to the impression of a young woman underfed. She's not unattractive, but not quite pretty either: a thin combination of pale skin, dark eyes and dark hair that can only be described as striking. That hair is her only apparent concession to femininity, dark and thick and longer than she is tall when loose. She keeps it in a thousand tiny braids, woven tight enough to keep the length off the floor while still falling like an exotic curtain over her features, and Karralee braids even those loosely together when she's working, to keep them out of the sweep of her swords.

Those swords are always with her, slung across eachother over her shoulders. Her working dress is carefully maintained: a longish strip of secondhand black silk (ruffled and spangled, so it will move interestingly and sparkle when she does cartwheels) wrapped crosswise over her chest and tied behind her back, harem-style pants of the same material, and well-maintained leather strapped over top. The outfit is suitable for work of either sort: the spangles and beads all easily flip under so they don't catch the light at night. The swords are nothing fancy, and she herself bought them used, but the well-worn leather grips and dull sheen of oiled steel give the proper and entirely true message: there's not enough money in her possession to take the bet that she doesn't know how to use them. Small, yes, but even the tallest would-be thieves value their Achilles tendons. Those are always easy to reach.

XP: 00/2000

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Uriel Fenndrake
Quick-witted and sharp-tongued, he is an unashamed gambler and braggart.

Background

Whenever he is asked about his background, Uriel is happy to tell this tale. His mother, he says, was a tavern wench and a whore from a small town on the Inner Sea. His father was the infamous pirate Reynald, Terror of the Iven River and Lord of the Seas. He stayed with her for a week before sailing away, leaving a small bag of silver that was quickly spent, a map he forgot about, and a son.

As soon as he was old enough to wield a blade, Uriel took the map and set out to find his fortune. After many adventures that vary with the telling, he joined with a pirate crew and discovered one of the many, many lost treasures of Reynald. He paid off the crew, bought a ship of his own and took to the life of a privateer. It was during this time that he met two others who were also sons of the famous pirate. Naming themselves the Sons of Reynald, and the ship the Bastard's Luck, they took to the seas for fortune and glory.

For several years they menaced shipping lanes, until they decided to go after the bounty on an infamous sea dragon. They hunted the beast to its lair and fought it fiercely, but in its death throes it destroyed the ship. Barely escaping with their lives, the Sons of Reynald made it back to Riddleport and set about looking for a new ship. When they heard about the "Cheat the Devil and Take his Gold" tournament, Uriel decided it was his chance to get the funds for a new ship.

Appearance

Uriel takes care to keep his appearance as dramatic as possible. He wears a heavy Varisian captain's jacket, his long hair tied back in a ponytail, and a large curved sword across his back. His pet pseudodragon Fenix nearly always stays perched upon his shoulder.

Mannerisms

Uriel is extremely boastful about his sword skills, to the point of being intentionally ridiculous. He has always found this to be an effective method of hiding his true skills. After all, when the watch bursts into a tavern after a mysterious death, who are they more likely to suspect, the man standing at the bar bragging about how he killed a dozen drow with a butter knife or the cloaked figure sitting quietly in the corner. He tries to avoid telling the truth whenever possible, often inventing fanciful tales even when there is nothing to be gained from the lie.

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[Ferahgo]

Could Skat, Emioak, Heph, and Comic please post your character sheets so we could get started please?

[skat]

I shall begin work right away mi lord. (Had a rough 2 days at work, but all better now)

[ehmioak]

Where do I make one of the those fancy ass character sheets?

[comicsans12pt]

www.pathfinderdb.com/character-sheets/form-fillable-character-sheets/131-pathfinder-character-excelerator

Download it as an Excel spreadsheet. Lemme know if you have questions-i just used it for the first time so i can let you know where my points of confusion were.

[skat]

Since the tender age of 4, Solra would often dream of sailing the seas alongside her father. That was a long time ago. Now, over 20 years later, the only thing she had left was the image of his dashing smile, nestled between a wide-brim feathered and a necklace made of teeth. That, and the map he had forgotten behind.

Solra spent most of her childhood practicing the magical arts passed down through generations of women living in her tribe, The grim Sisters . This coupled with some of the natural healing remedies taught to her by the elders made her a powerful ally when the Sons of Reynald came sailing past.

The Bastard's Luck set anchor just outside of the Sister's boarder, and two men were quickly in their camp. They had rowed in looking for cheap supplies. The elf told them they were off to slay a serpent, ten times larger than the horizon. She would have just passed these two off as any other travelers, but there was something familiar about them. It wasn't long before the two men were full on supplies and some of the local wines, and the elf began to go on about being adventurers, and how they would soon be rich beyond their wildest dreams. But it wasn't the words the elf spoke that captivated Solra, but the map he was showing off. It was an identical copy that she had herself. She quietly slipped away from the camp, quickly gathering supplies, and drifted towards the ship on a makeshift raft. She stowed away successfully for several hours, until the human that had come to her camp discovered her in one of his frequent rum runs to the cargo.

The two men were hesitant at first, but when she described her father, and produced the twin map, a third Son of Reynald was born!

It wasn't long before the superstitions caught up to them and they found themselves in the middle of a terrible storm. With the ship tossing and turning, the three sons could only hold on for so long and were thrown overboard. But The Bastard's Luck lived up to it's name. One of the escape boats managed to fall off the ship before it smashed into the jagged rocks at the entrance of the serpent's cave. After rowing around for several days, running low on food, the Sons were picked up by a cargo ship headed to a place called Riddleport. According to her new friends, this was a great place to raise enough money to buy a new ship, and continue their search.

Appearance: Solra is a human female with dark skin, standing around 5'4". She has long black hair hanging past her shoulders which she has decorated with tiny bones and bits of string. She wears brown leather pants, held up by a belt made of braided horse hair, and typically a shirt sewn crudely from leather scraps. She also keeps a pet parrot.

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William Keenan:

With words so quick he create a rainbow of spittle, if he were, not the dignified gentlemen you see before you. Long red hair in dreadlocks, tied tightly behind a sharp black hat the peering eyes of greatness look into the those who dare gaze into them. William Keenan, the Son of the Great Reynald, Terror of the Iven River and Lord of the Seas, is but a spitting image of his father… Kind of.


While many may be distracted by the rather large scythe Will carries with him, it is truly is cruel and conniving wit that is the most dangerous attribute of him. (Some may also pay mind to his incredibly exaggerated tales of experience and accomplishment, but that is a tale for another day.) Will is a pirate to the core, and has spent most of his adult life following in the footsteps of Uriel, another Son of Reynald.


Uriel taught him the finer points of the seas, many other attributes of being a man and a pirate. Except for swordplay, for Uriel said that neither man had nearly as many lifetimes for William to understand or comprehend the mountains of knowledge Uriel possessed about swordplay. Will, feeling that it always be important for those around you to respect you for what you accessorize with decided to wield another famous pirate weapon… But when that fell through he grabbed a scythe and has been creating a reputation for himself ever since.


Will had spent nearly all his life on The Bastard’s Luck meeting many o’ creative personalities, namely the third Son of Reynald Solra. As the trio ventures on in the wake of their ship’s destruction, they venture into the city for Uriel to win enough money that they may sail the seas once again. While William seeks only to obtain his first title and begin to develop the repertoire his father once had. Also, to drink rum, but I suppose such things go without saying for a pirate.


Appearance:

In accordance to following in Uriel’s footsteps, William too attempts to keep his appearance rather glamorous. Accompanied by a large tri-point hat, William also wear a large blue coat tied at the waist with silver eyes sewed into the back of it. A puffy, piratesque red shirt, and black pants. Also, the big ass scythe on his back is rather generic.

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[Ferahgo]

Hey guys,

Skat, when I went to look up your character sheet the pdf loaded, but all the entries were blank. Could you look into that for me? Also, Comic, I have no idea what happened to your character sheet but could you please repost it?

Thanks all.

[comicsans12pt]

Being half elf, one might think Fiala’s life was one of trees and meadows but the reality of it was that her parents spent her childhood fighting a war in a faraway land. While they worked together, they loved their cause far more than they loved each other. Fiala grew up in a city under the sometimes eye of her grandmother whose activities seemed to be focused on the far away land as well.

Fiala learned the ways of the city and her half elf eye turned to the streets. she knew the dogs-which were friendly and which would bark at almost nothing. she knew which shopkeepers sold what was intheir windows and which sold what was in the backroom.

She made her living using those skills. when someone needed watching or shopkeeper needed to know how to get something specific, she was around and she was discreet.

She’d been taught to keep secrets. when she was barely able to take care of herself, her grandmother told her, “One day i may be gone. Tell no one but get along as best you can. you have skills-use them.”

And one day her grandmother was gone. the first few times she came back after a few weeks but one day she went away and didn’t come back. Fiala did what her grandmother instructed and told no one. Still, she wondered at not even a word of affection before she vanished.

And so she got along as best she could. Her grandmother had left her a small, modest house in the city with some coin for emergencies. In the meantime, Fiala made her own way by being as unnoticed as one could be in a city.

Fiala Tahilmil stands five feet exactly and hides her mildly pointed ears under blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail. Her is thin wiry and strong. She has green eyes, wears a standard shop assistant’s outfit and carries a backpack that looks far more worn than it really is.

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