Scott Dewar's Homebrew: One by land, two by sea-Pathfinder RPG-IC


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Helfdan

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Borhald senses the two large humanoids approaching and quickly makes a decision. If they are look-outs for the sneak he was following, he was already in deep trouble. And whatever trouble life throws at him, a man must face it on his feet. He turns to the two hulking figures and takes a few steps towards them. When he speaks, he keeps his voice low, as one uses when speaking with fellow hunters when the prey may be near.

"I really hope you two are not muscle for the fellow I was trailing... but if you are, we might as well get any rough business out of the way." In the dim light, the others can tell the man is big for a human, and that he wears a plain breastplate over simple clothing, and is accoutered with many weapons, including sword, axe, and bow. His rough-shorn tawny mane, cold blue eyes, and brawn make him seem out of place in the city.
 

Scott DeWar

Prof. Emeritus-Supernatural Events/Countermeasure
Darthan

OOC: Any idea where Darthan is at the moment?
Why yessss, I DO gnow where he is.

Darthan slips as quietly as he can through the shadows in Kanala's wake. When she, the object of his fondest desires, turns outside her door, his heart froze. Why could he not approach her? Why was he so terrified? Oh, yes. It was because she was so far above his station and a gentlewoman like that could not be sullied by the likes of Darthan, who bore the weight of the blood of dozens upon his soul. He melted back into the shadows until Kanala was safely in her home, and then he, too, went to his abode and fell into a restless and fitful sleep.

GM: You didn't think it would be this easy, did you?

You hear a sound behid you of some pile of refuse being disturbed. You turn around to see 3 goblins turning to see you. They lick their chops and one says, "LUNCH!"

Initiative, please.
 
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Maidhc O Casain

Na Bith Mo Riocht Tá!
Kanala makes her careful way home, leery as always of the rough streets where she now makes her living . . .

Perception (1d20+1=16)

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Scott DeWar

Prof. Emeritus-Supernatural Events/Countermeasure
Kanala

Kanala makes her careful way home, leery as always of the rough streets where she now makes her living . . .

Perception (1d20+1=16)

Kanala was just about to close the door for the evening when the sound of refuse being disturbed followed by an all to familiar type of voice speaking from a distance as close as accross the street

"LUNCH!"

From her days as a hunter she has heard quite a few creatures, though none meant mayhem like that of a goblin. However, that was on the trail. This goblin's accented voice sounded like it was in its typical state, hungry.
 




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