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Parinon took his pack and made his way down into the boat where the salty old man had indicated. The area was small and already full of the crews supplies. Parinon found a vacant spot on the floor and set his pack cinching all the draw strings tight and making sure nothing was out in the open...

Parinon hangs out while some of the others go off to get some supplies from a near by residence. He notices Amien and gives him a nod. "All set mate? I'm Parinon by the way." he says to the tough blonde haired man that had hung back with him to await the others.

Parinon follows along as they make their procession to the Mystic Pearl. He grabs some additonal rations to sustain him on the trip and a good number extra arrows. Unable to think of anything else besides potions which were above his limited reserves he quickly pays and stashes the new supplies...

Parinon collects his own share of the coins and absently tosses them into his pouch. He fiddles with his bow as he listens to the rest of the parties agree to the offer of work. He thinks, With the coins I got up front I could use some more arrows but other than that I should be pretty much...

Parinon tries to hide his anxiousness but fails he's quite certain. "I'm in, my bow is yours to command and I assure you I am an excellent shot from ship or land. One question do you have any information on the missing shipments?"

Parinon makes his way into the room and takes a seat. He sits stiff and looks around anxiously at the much more seasoned men that had come in. "I don't know alot about boats, but I'm young strong and can follow orders. I'm all yours if you need my help." Offers the young and homely boy. Sorry...

Parinon wastes no time seeing that the opportunity he had been waiting for had arrived. He hopped up from his barstool, grabbed his pack and headed towards the door the grubby man had just entered. He takes a deep breath and knocks firmly on the scarred wooden door.

Parinon nods back to Dyre and listens in interest at his story of strange creatures. He longs for the day when he would have tales of his own to tell...

Good deal chilling in the inn now :D

Parinon - Level 1 Fighter Parinon enters the familiar bustle of the tavern taking in all the interesting patrons. He walks up and takes a seat at the bar tossing a couple coppers onto the bar top. "A mug of ale to wet my thirst, please." he asks the barmaid as she comes over to collect the...

I actually was not happy with the archer archtype and some of the stuff that was 'forced' on me with it. I want to remain flexible so I am happy with staying straight fighter. :D I will pick up a dagger and perhaps a blunt weapon. :D Okay I am all set with purchasing some editional wpns. Thanks...

Thx missed them somehow lol although i figured them in everywhere lol

Submitting for Approval First character I made here but I think I got it all set :D Parinon(Solitar) - Living Pathfinder RPG Wiki