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<blockquote data-quote="CanadienneBacon" data-source="post: 4893904" data-attributes="member: 11146"><p><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="color: DarkOrchid">Lady Quinne Valanthe</span></span></span>[imagel]http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/9108/lipx.jpg[/imagel]</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>[sblock=Background] <span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><strong><em> <span style="font-size: 18px">"Fight fire with fire." </span></em></strong><span style="font-size: 15px">That's what my father's brother H'Emerte always said. Strange, that I'd hold to his words even after he abandoned us. Crazy Uncle H'Emerte, we called him growing up, my three elder brothers and I. H'Emerte was always the uncle to make you laugh, play a wilding lyric on the viole, the sort to declare the Republic in need of poet warriors, lovers, and the light of what he called "Philos." In the middling years when men take a wife, inherit the family estate, and settle down to raise a brood, Uncle H'Emerte became the black sheep of Family Valanthe by declaring himself unfit after the hour of grandmatron's death; at just the very time you'd expect the eldest Valanthe boy to assume the family seat of power and honor, H'Emerte turned tail and ran with his young lover, a boy of 13. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">The stain of H'Emerte's association cost Valanthe, me likely least. I lost my knighthood. All those years with my nose buried in history books, learning the geneology of kings, the root of power, the right of politics--wasted. Years of drudging my and my elder brothers' livery from Arms Master Holden's quarters to the training field out back the manse--lost. Riding horseback all hours of the day 'til my womanly flower became so shriveled and useless, my thighs stripped of softness, my hips re-fashioned for fighting rather than child bearing--all for naught. I might as well have stayed to play at sewing with mother, rather than waste those years chasing the pursuits of men.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">When H'Emerte's boy lover came to beg safe passage from the city for himself and my uncle, I let them through the gate I commanded, despite orders otherwise. Even having to bear H'Emerte's stain of dishonor upon the family, I might have kept my standing in the Order had I turned my uncle from the gate and arrested him for the treason with which the Magistrates had already charged him. Looking at my uncle in the eyes, however, I knew there was no hope to be scrapped for House Valanthe--we'd been sold to dishonor long ago by our own craven desires and weakness.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">Truth be told, H'Emerte's disgrace saved me. No longer a knight of Westcrown, yet still a Wiscrani in the finest fashion--a derelect, drunk on new wine and self-loathing--I was freed to wallow in my own humanity. You don't know the truth of your soul 'til you've lost everything and had to scrabble to reform both self and home. Day to day, I cast my luck and life where I will.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">Curse H'Emerte. Curse Valanthe. Curse Westcrown. I'll find my own way now. Yes, Janivan's offer to regain my honor, my knighthood, the grace and good will of my family appeals, but so does coin to clink in my pocket and food on my plate. One battle at a time, as they say. Today's battle is the meeting at Vizio's, at 4 pm...here's hoping Janivan's not stingy with the ale, for I'm thirsty.</span></span> [/sblock]</p><p></p><p>[code]</p><p>Name: Quinne Age: 24</p><p>Class: Fighter Height: 5'9"</p><p>Race: Chelaxian Weight: 140lbs</p><p>Size: Medium Hair: Black</p><p>Gender: Female Eyes: Dark Brown</p><p>Align: Chaotic Good Skin: Pale</p><p>Deity: None</p><p></p><p>Str: 16 +3 (05p.) Level: 01 XP: 0</p><p>Dex: 14 +2 (05p.) BAB: +01 HP: 12 (10 for Fighter, +1 for Con, +1 for Favored Class)</p><p>Con: 12 +1 (02p.) CMB: +04 ACP: -02</p><p>Int: 13 +1 (03p.) CMD: +16 Dmg Red: None</p><p>Wis: 10 +0 (00p.) Speed: 30' Spell Res: None</p><p>Cha: 10 +0 (00p.) Init: +03 Spell Save: NA</p><p></p><p></p><p> AC: Total Base Armor Shld Dex Size Def Nat Misc</p><p> 16 10 +4 +0 +2 +0 +0 +0 +0</p><p></p><p> Touch AC: 12 Flatfooted AC: 14</p><p></p><p></p><p> Total Base Mod Misc Special</p><p>Fort: 3 2 +1 </p><p>Ref: 2 0 +2 </p><p>Will: 0 0 +0 </p><p></p><p></p><p>Weapon Attack Damage Critical Special</p><p>Greatsword +4 2d6+4 19-20/x2 </p><p>Spiked Chain +4 2d4+4 20/x2 Reach weapon, can be used vs. adjacent foes</p><p></p><p></p><p>Languages: Common, Chelish </p><p></p><p> </p><p>Character Traits:</p><p> * Westcrown Firebrand: +1 to Initiative, +1 to attack in a surprise round</p><p> * Scholar of the Great Beyond: Knowledge (history) is always a class skill, +1 to history checks </p><p></p><p>Feats:</p><p> * Combat Expertise</p><p> * Improved Trip</p><p> * Exotic Weapon Profiency (spiked chain)</p><p> </p><p></p><p>Skill Points: 4 (2 for Fighter, 1 for Int, 1 for Human)</p><p></p><p>Skills Total Rank CS Ability Misc</p><p></p><p>Climb 7 1 3 3 </p><p>Knowledge (Dungeon) 5 1 3 1</p><p>Knowledge (History) 6 1 3 1 1</p><p>Perception 0 </p><p>Ride 6 1 3 2 </p><p></p><p>ACP (chain shirt): -2 to Climb, Ride while wearing armor </p><p></p><p></p><p>Money</p><p>PP: 00 GP: 00 SP: 00 CP: 00</p><p></p><p>Equipment Cost Weight</p><p>Explorer's Outfit 8 lb</p><p>Chain shirt 100gp 25 lb</p><p>Greatsword 50gp 8 lb</p><p>Spiked chain 25gp 10 lb</p><p>(3) Potions of cure light</p><p> </p><p> Total Weight: 51 lb</p><p></p><p> Light Medium Heavy Over Head Lift Push</p><p>Max Weight: 0-76 77-153 154-230 0-230 0-460 0-1150</p><p>[/code]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="CanadienneBacon, post: 4893904, member: 11146"] [FONT="Garamond"][SIZE="5"][COLOR="DarkOrchid"]Lady Quinne Valanthe[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][imagel]http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/9108/lipx.jpg[/imagel] [sblock=Background] [FONT="Garamond"][B][I] [SIZE="5"]"Fight fire with fire." [/SIZE][/I][/B][SIZE="4"]That's what my father's brother H'Emerte always said. Strange, that I'd hold to his words even after he abandoned us. Crazy Uncle H'Emerte, we called him growing up, my three elder brothers and I. H'Emerte was always the uncle to make you laugh, play a wilding lyric on the viole, the sort to declare the Republic in need of poet warriors, lovers, and the light of what he called "Philos." In the middling years when men take a wife, inherit the family estate, and settle down to raise a brood, Uncle H'Emerte became the black sheep of Family Valanthe by declaring himself unfit after the hour of grandmatron's death; at just the very time you'd expect the eldest Valanthe boy to assume the family seat of power and honor, H'Emerte turned tail and ran with his young lover, a boy of 13. The stain of H'Emerte's association cost Valanthe, me likely least. I lost my knighthood. All those years with my nose buried in history books, learning the geneology of kings, the root of power, the right of politics--wasted. Years of drudging my and my elder brothers' livery from Arms Master Holden's quarters to the training field out back the manse--lost. Riding horseback all hours of the day 'til my womanly flower became so shriveled and useless, my thighs stripped of softness, my hips re-fashioned for fighting rather than child bearing--all for naught. I might as well have stayed to play at sewing with mother, rather than waste those years chasing the pursuits of men. When H'Emerte's boy lover came to beg safe passage from the city for himself and my uncle, I let them through the gate I commanded, despite orders otherwise. Even having to bear H'Emerte's stain of dishonor upon the family, I might have kept my standing in the Order had I turned my uncle from the gate and arrested him for the treason with which the Magistrates had already charged him. Looking at my uncle in the eyes, however, I knew there was no hope to be scrapped for House Valanthe--we'd been sold to dishonor long ago by our own craven desires and weakness. Truth be told, H'Emerte's disgrace saved me. No longer a knight of Westcrown, yet still a Wiscrani in the finest fashion--a derelect, drunk on new wine and self-loathing--I was freed to wallow in my own humanity. You don't know the truth of your soul 'til you've lost everything and had to scrabble to reform both self and home. Day to day, I cast my luck and life where I will. Curse H'Emerte. Curse Valanthe. Curse Westcrown. I'll find my own way now. Yes, Janivan's offer to regain my honor, my knighthood, the grace and good will of my family appeals, but so does coin to clink in my pocket and food on my plate. One battle at a time, as they say. Today's battle is the meeting at Vizio's, at 4 pm...here's hoping Janivan's not stingy with the ale, for I'm thirsty.[/SIZE][/FONT][SIZE="4"] [/size][/sblock] [code] Name: Quinne Age: 24 Class: Fighter Height: 5'9" Race: Chelaxian Weight: 140lbs Size: Medium Hair: Black Gender: Female Eyes: Dark Brown Align: Chaotic Good Skin: Pale Deity: None Str: 16 +3 (05p.) Level: 01 XP: 0 Dex: 14 +2 (05p.) BAB: +01 HP: 12 (10 for Fighter, +1 for Con, +1 for Favored Class) Con: 12 +1 (02p.) CMB: +04 ACP: -02 Int: 13 +1 (03p.) CMD: +16 Dmg Red: None Wis: 10 +0 (00p.) Speed: 30' Spell Res: None Cha: 10 +0 (00p.) Init: +03 Spell Save: NA AC: Total Base Armor Shld Dex Size Def Nat Misc 16 10 +4 +0 +2 +0 +0 +0 +0 Touch AC: 12 Flatfooted AC: 14 Total Base Mod Misc Special Fort: 3 2 +1 Ref: 2 0 +2 Will: 0 0 +0 Weapon Attack Damage Critical Special Greatsword +4 2d6+4 19-20/x2 Spiked Chain +4 2d4+4 20/x2 Reach weapon, can be used vs. adjacent foes Languages: Common, Chelish Character Traits: * Westcrown Firebrand: +1 to Initiative, +1 to attack in a surprise round * Scholar of the Great Beyond: Knowledge (history) is always a class skill, +1 to history checks Feats: * Combat Expertise * Improved Trip * Exotic Weapon Profiency (spiked chain) Skill Points: 4 (2 for Fighter, 1 for Int, 1 for Human) Skills Total Rank CS Ability Misc Climb 7 1 3 3 Knowledge (Dungeon) 5 1 3 1 Knowledge (History) 6 1 3 1 1 Perception 0 Ride 6 1 3 2 ACP (chain shirt): -2 to Climb, Ride while wearing armor Money PP: 00 GP: 00 SP: 00 CP: 00 Equipment Cost Weight Explorer's Outfit 8 lb Chain shirt 100gp 25 lb Greatsword 50gp 8 lb Spiked chain 25gp 10 lb (3) Potions of cure light Total Weight: 51 lb Light Medium Heavy Over Head Lift Push Max Weight: 0-76 77-153 154-230 0-230 0-460 0-1150 [/code] [/QUOTE]
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