Radaceus
Adventurer
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http://s7.postimg.org/6yt3irku3/Snorri_thumb.jpg " align="left" border="0" alt="" style="padding:6px;" />Silent for the better part of the journey, Snorri paid little heed to the tour guide dialogue. He found himself in deep reflections; the jerky motion taking him back to the mines, riding into the mother vein on ore carts. It seemed a long time ago, and his goals seemed so far ahead. He doubted he would ever earn the right of stone.
He reciprocated conversation with Kepli, found the Aasimars behavior intriguing, couldn't wait to slay a giant so Brog would stop talking about them, and, albeit slowly, emerged from his self contempt as began to feel welcomed,
"...When the goblins raided..." his ears perked at the mention. he made eye contact with Brog, was the enmity mutual he wondered. The droning on about farms lulled Snorri to sleep, and dreamed of magnificent mines, and establishing trade networks, and riding in rattling ore carts to glorious glistening veins. But the tunnel steepened and his cart began careening out of control as it barreled downwards, the metal on metal of wheels on rails screeching. Turning into black haze. Screeching
A seagulls cry wakes the dwarf from his fears.
He bumbles trying to sit upright, taking a knee and surveying the scene as the Caius barks orders.
Brog yells in his enemies tongue, encouragin a raised eyebrow. hSnorri removes a hand axe from his belt, and readies his shield, smiling at the fellow dwarf, 'Now there's an evil I'll grind me axe on!', Bracing himself he roars with intimidation at the goblins "Come you yellow Gobbos! come meet me axe!" [/section]
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Snorri Ironaxe Stonelord (paladin) 1st level
Initiative: +1 Perception: +2
Darkvision 60 ft.
AC: 18 (touch 11; flat-footed 17) HP: 12/ 12
CMB: +3 CMD: 14
Fort: +4 Ref: +1 Will: +3
In Hand: Hand axe, Large wooden shield
Conditions: None yet
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He reciprocated conversation with Kepli, found the Aasimars behavior intriguing, couldn't wait to slay a giant so Brog would stop talking about them, and, albeit slowly, emerged from his self contempt as began to feel welcomed,
"...When the goblins raided..." his ears perked at the mention. he made eye contact with Brog, was the enmity mutual he wondered. The droning on about farms lulled Snorri to sleep, and dreamed of magnificent mines, and establishing trade networks, and riding in rattling ore carts to glorious glistening veins. But the tunnel steepened and his cart began careening out of control as it barreled downwards, the metal on metal of wheels on rails screeching. Turning into black haze. Screeching
A seagulls cry wakes the dwarf from his fears.
He bumbles trying to sit upright, taking a knee and surveying the scene as the Caius barks orders.
Brog yells in his enemies tongue, encouragin a raised eyebrow. hSnorri removes a hand axe from his belt, and readies his shield, smiling at the fellow dwarf, 'Now there's an evil I'll grind me axe on!', Bracing himself he roars with intimidation at the goblins "Come you yellow Gobbos! come meet me axe!" [/section]
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Snorri Ironaxe Stonelord (paladin) 1st level
Initiative: +1 Perception: +2
Darkvision 60 ft.
AC: 18 (touch 11; flat-footed 17) HP: 12/ 12
CMB: +3 CMD: 14
Fort: +4 Ref: +1 Will: +3
In Hand: Hand axe, Large wooden shield
Conditions: None yet
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