Background: My first adventure.   Posted by Mr. Main.Group: 0
William de Soulis
 player, 2 posts
Sat 21 Apr 2012
at 03:13
Re: Background: My first adventure
Round robin story sounds kinda fun =D
Tamalie
 player, 1 post
Sat 21 Apr 2012
at 12:36
Re: Background: My first adventure
Alright, we have three players on the cast list.

Let's see, how to combine a common history...

Tamalie is born and raised in Aracdia, with her being a druid. Tamalie's mother works as a teacher at the Academy of Arcana, and her Father is a ranger who likes to leave the city as much as he can get away with, and Tamalie did get to join him on some of those travels.

Any obvious links to cross paths with any other characters based on that to start?
Darien Mistweaver
 player, 1 post
 With a smile and a song
 Whatever can go wrong?
Sat 21 Apr 2012
at 15:46
Re: Background: My first adventure
Darien has always been around, at least since he was a young boy with a lyre, a smile, and a wanderlust that just won't go away. He's always around the taverns and the streets, just taking in everything with a smile and a song.

His favorite haunt is the Drunken Monkey, where he is a frequent player and patron. It is quite the dive, with it's dark interior, it's flirty barmaids, the overweight innkeeper with a tale of adventure from his youth, a large two handed axe over the bar, and a monkey who spends most of his time drunk.

Darien is the sort who will do anything adventurous for all the wrong reasons. No one's come back from the Cavern of Horrors? Let's go check it! Cave of Unspeakable Horrors? He'll go, but might not speak about it since it's unspeakable. Barmaid says she really would like a rose from the top of Deadman's Hill, which just happens to be littered with the undead? Let's get a stake and go! If it might make a good song, decent story, or just kills an otherwise boring afternoon, let's do it! And of course, it doesn't hurt if a pretty young lady asks...
William de Soulis
 player, 3 posts
Sat 21 Apr 2012
at 15:51
Re: Background: My first adventure
William is a magic worker whom spend a great deal of time working the threads of the economy. He is a merchant by trade and tries to always do the right thing if he can manage it.

He spent some time in a brig because he kacked his brother for torture and necromancy, he was let free for "upholding the laws present".

He tries hard to travel and hitch on with an adventuring group whenever he can. The monsters that are killed are parts for sale! Basilisk eyelash, harpy feathers, goblin ears, there is always a bounty or someone willing to buy monster bits for either arcane power or a trophy
Aden Bero
 player, 2 posts
Sun 22 Apr 2012
at 00:50
Re: Background: My first adventure
Oi! Aden Bero is an Oracle of Flame, and a budding performer extraordinaire.  He is first and foremost a fire juggler, but also a talented acrobat and javelin/dart/knife thrower, as well as a decent orator, actor, and bluff artist (High Charisma).  He's a kind soul, but haunted by a legacy he doesn't fully understand, and a rebel dare-devil at heart.  He grew up in a small town which may or may not be named Sandpoint (just like the one in Golarion, for those who are familiar).  He's been out on the road for some time, honing his performance while slowly unraveling the mystery of flame that has haunted him to some degree all his life.

This message was last edited by the player at 00:51, Sun 22 Apr 2012.

Aden Bero
 player, 3 posts
Sun 22 Apr 2012
at 01:37
Re: Background: My first adventure
If anyone could picture your characters having traveled through Sandpoint (or whatever we end up naming it), then jump in with me on this one, as it can be how he first met you and then left his hometown with you.

STORY DRAFT: Fog banks were common in the small, but commercially thriving town of Sandpoint, and one day a particularly heavy one drifted in from the ocean.  Two young boys were missing, having been caught unawares while at play and quickly getting turned around and lost well beyond shouting distance.  When they were nowhere to be found, and the fog seemed unlikely to clear anytime soon, their parents went into distress.  The whole town raised alert, marshaling search parties that went out into the thick mists, but no sign of the children could be found.  With goblins known to lurk along the coastal cliffs, many began fearing the worst.

Aden Bero had plenty of reason not to get involved.  He had endured a childhood that left him with an eccentric manner and a dare-devil nature that sometimes bordered on idiotic.  Coupled with his calling as an Oracle of Flame--something hardly understood and somewhat feared by much of the townsfolk--Aden had often felt like an outsider, and many had treated him like one.  And yet, if anything, all this had only made Aden Bero a more compassionate soul, if certainly rough around the edges.  And it had also given him a boon that would soon elevate him to town hero.  As a result of strange divine visions and accompanying seizures he had endured as a child, Aden could see perfectly through fire, smoke, and fog, as if such visual impediments didn't exist at all.  He had always kept this to himself, however, what with how the townspeople already thought of him.

When all the townspeople had practically given up hope, with not even a detectable scent to be tracked by trained hounds, Aden continued to search.  He even bluffed/persuaded/convinced some traveling adventurers to join him in what they thought must certainly be a fruitless search in this never-ending fog.  He led the way the entire time, guiding the group around wandering creatures that were better left alone, and helping them avoid surprise when combat was unavoidable.  Persistent, they would eventually find a torn piece of fabric near one of the cliffsides, Aden having seen it when no other could.  The boys were found safe and sound a short climb down, having taken refuge in one of the myriad small caves that lined the cliffs all up and down the coast.  When Aden and the others returned, the town cheered Aden and those who had gone with him, and many minds were changed about the strange Bero boy.

Shortly after, however, Aden carried out his plan to take his budding performance on the road, traveling with his new-found companions towards Arcadia, where perhaps answers about his oracle nature could be found amongst the sages, priests, and their lore.
Mr. Main
 GM, 26 posts
Sun 22 Apr 2012
at 16:34
Re: Background: My first adventure
And aden strikes first with the My first adventure part. which is cool, he will get 500 xp as will the two who jump into it with him. Just for future reference though these a meant to be rapport building so ideally your character interact a bit so you guys get a sense for each other's personality. Feel free to jump in and complicate Aden's story by adding troubles to your path for you guys to solve. No rolling required. consider it sorta free-form, just keep it realistic to low level characters. No fighting off endless hordes of acid spitting goblin zombies lead by a draco-lich for example.
Aden Bero
 player, 4 posts
Sun 22 Apr 2012
at 18:07
Re: Background: My first adventure
Absolutely. I was just in a writing mood and wanted to get a good first draft up, with some of you coming in and adding to it. Don't let Aden have all the glory.
Darien Mistweaver
 player, 4 posts
 With a smile and a song
 Whatever can go wrong?
Sun 22 Apr 2012
at 18:14
Re: Background: My first adventure
With his wanderlust and adventurous personality, Darien would fit in well to have been travelling through and take part in the adventure. With his jaunty hat with the long feather, his well kept outfit, and well maintained weapons he looks a lot like a travelling minor noble, until you see the instruments (which I need to finish his sheet to give better descriptions).

But he'd have lent a hand, and a song.
Aden Bero
 player, 5 posts
Sun 22 Apr 2012
at 19:47
Re: Background: My first adventure
Nice, cut and paste my story into your post and make some editions/edits.  We can fine tune it after.
Aden Bero
 player, 6 posts
Sun 22 Apr 2012
at 21:53
Re: Background: My first adventure
Darien Mistweaver hit the final notes of a crisp, uplifting tune, only to look around the Red Bluff Inn common room at an exhausted, depressed audience.  He knew it wasn't his playing, but rather the fact they were completely worn down after hours upon hours of searching for two boys lost out in these damned endless fogs.  He'd heard Sandpoint was generally a beautiful, bustling town basking in the bright sun and ocean breezes.  But instead an unbreaking, stale grey had settled over everything, sight and souls.

An auburn blonde haired man, topping six feet, stepped in front of Darien. "You as capable with that rapier as you are with the instrument?"  The man's eyes were very strange, simultaneously fetching and unnerving. (see character description)
Dustil Kraye
 player, 3 posts
 You must clear your thou-
 Hey, is that beer??
Mon 23 Apr 2012
at 05:00
Re: Background: My first adventure
Short intro: An orphan raised by monks in a secluded monastery, never knew who his father was and had no memory of the mother who died after birthing him. He had a turning point in his life where the anger he had at the world faded away when people died due to his stupidity. He focused himself and has since traveled out into the world.


Dustil (or "Dust" as friends sometimes called him) liked to drink. He could often be found at the Drunken Monkey. Many called him a simple drunkard, but he claimed he fought better with a little in him. He met a fellow adventurous spirit in Darien there, though he wasn't quite as dare-devil or devil-may-care. Nevertheless, the two seemed to hit it off.



Dustil was on his way to check out rumors of a recently discovered set of ruins, along with 2 other adventurers. The ruins were supposedly said to hold the secrets to a long-lost magic creation formula. They decided to travel with a caravan that was going past where they were headed, offering their services in exchange to travel with.

Things were fairly quiet during their time with the caravan, but then that particular caravan company, the Ruckers Company, had several guards of its own along with a reputation for delivery with fail or loss. In fact, they often had a always-quietly-but-much-used rhyming nickname for their brutal efficiency.

The three had to search for several days once parting ways from the caravan to find the ruins. It wasn't in the spot suggested but more than 2 days ride to the south. And even then most of the ruins were covered in brush and trees but they finall found it That was the easy part.

They searched the ruins for 2 days before they found a way in....by accidentally triggered a trapdoor that bounced them roughly down a tubular but not smooth tunnel. It dumped them hard onto a stone floor. The room was all stone with no visible exits on first glance. It was covered in cobwebs and littered with a skeletons of people who previously "enjoyed the chute ride" also. The air was musty and stale, like that of a long-undisturbed tomb.

Dustil looked around and examined the room barely lit by a flicker everburning torch. The torch seemed old that while the magic might be permanent, the wood it had been cast upon frail so the magic was flickering. He carefully removed the torch from the sconce so that they could examine the room better. A loud rumble shook the ground beneath them and what sounded like very rusty gears moving could be heard.

Then they began to notice water slowly filling up the floor.

This message was last edited by the player at 02:38, Tue 24 Apr 2012.

Darien Mistweaver
 player, 5 posts
 With a smile and a song
 Whatever can go wrong?
Tue 24 Apr 2012
at 02:35
Re: Background: My first adventure
Aden Bero:
Darien Mistweaver hit the final notes of a crisp, uplifting tune, only to look around the Red Bluff Inn common room at an exhausted, depressed audience.  He knew it wasn't his playing, but rather the fact they were completely worn down after hours upon hours of searching for two boys lost out in these damned endless fogs.  He'd heard Sandpoint was generally a beautiful, bustling town basking in the bright sun and ocean breezes.  But instead an unbreaking, stale grey had settled over everything, sight and souls.

An auburn blonde haired man, topping six feet, stepped in front of Darien. "You as capable with that rapier as you are with the instrument?"  The man's eyes were very strange, simultaneously fetching and unnerving. (see character description)


Darien looked up with a hint of a smile. "This thing?" He set the instrument at his side and drew the shiny rapier.

"Actually I am not. You see," he tapped the rapier lightly, making a slight ringing sound, "my rapier is out of tune, and so I do not play it. However with some time and a few hammers I do play a mean battle axe."

He sheathed the rapier and tipped his hat before picking up his instrument once more. "Darien Mistweaver at your service. Burglars burgled, maidens minded, adventures adventured and songs sung. How can I be of assistance?"
Aden Bero
 player, 9 posts
Tue 24 Apr 2012
at 03:04
Re: Background: My first adventure
Darien Mistweaver:
Darien looked up with a hint of a smile. "This thing?" He set the instrument at his side and drew the shiny rapier.

"Actually I am not. You see," he tapped the rapier lightly, making a slight ringing sound, "my rapier is out of tune, and so I do not play it. However with some time and a few hammers I do play a mean battle axe."

He sheathed the rapier and tipped his hat before picking up his instrument once more. "Darien Mistweaver at your service. Burglars burgled, maidens minded, adventures adventured and songs sung. How can I be of assistance?"


"Well met, Mr. Mistweaver.  I'm sure by now you know about these kids missing in the fog.  I know the little rascals...always getting into trouble and pulling pranks.  They remind me of how I was at their age."  There's a twinkle in the man's eye as he says this.  "The name's Aden Bero, and I'm going to be the one to find 'em.  If you're not one of those bards that just likes to pretend he's the same as the adventurers he sings about, then come with me.  Unless you're afraid to get those fine clothes dirty, that is.  I promise you, this town will be throwing more coin at you than you can catch once you're performing at the celebration feast, as one of Bero's companions who saved the day."
William de Soulis
 player, 8 posts
Tue 24 Apr 2012
at 03:31
Re: Background: My first adventure
Dustil Kraye:
Short intro: An orphan raised by monks in a secluded monastery, never knew who his father was and had no memory of the mother who died after birthing him. He had a turning point in his life where the anger he had at the world faded away when people died due to his stupidity. He focused himself and has since traveled out into the world.

Dustil (or "Dust" as friends sometimes called him) liked to drink. He could often be found at the Drunken Monkey. Many called him a simple drunkard, but he claimed he fought better with a little in him. He met a fellow adventurous spirit in Darien there, though he wasn't quite as dare-devil or devil-may-care. Nevertheless, the two seemed to hit it off.

Dustil was on his way to check out rumors of a recently discovered set of ruins, along with 2 other adventurers. The ruins were supposedly said to hold the secrets to a long-lost magic creation formula. They decided to travel with a caravan that was going past where they were headed, offering their services in exchange to travel with.

Things were fairly quiet during their time with the caravan, but then that particular caravan company, the Ruckers Company, had several guards of its own along with a reputation for delivery with fail or loss. In fact, they often had a always-quietly-but-much-used rhyming nickname for their brutal efficiency.

The three had to search for several days once parting ways from the caravan to find the ruins. It wasn't in the spot suggested but more than 2 days ride to the south. And even then most of the ruins were covered in brush and trees but they finally found it That was the easy part.

They searched the ruins for 2 days before they found a way in....by accidentally triggered a trapdoor that bounced them roughly down a tubular but not smooth tunnel. It dumped them hard onto a stone floor. The room was all stone with no visible exits on first glance. It was covered in cobwebs and littered with a skeletons of people who previously "enjoyed the chute ride" also. The air was musty and stale, like that of a long-undisturbed tomb.

Dustil looked around and examined the room barely lit by a flicker ever-burning torch. The torch seemed old that while the magic might be permanent, the wood it had been cast upon frail so the magic was flickering. He carefully removed the torch from the source so that they could examine the room better. A loud rumble shook the ground beneath them and what sounded like very rusty gears moving could be heard.

Then they began to notice water slowly filling up the floor.


There are a few things that happen in a adventurers life that grants them a lucky break. Normally they have to be prepared and have the skill needed to be sure that they survive their ordeal. Otherwise the only companions of a adventurer are misfortune and death. With the times come around that an adventure can get a break they tend to know it clearly regardless of how the situation came about.

One of the most common sights that allow for such a fortune to happen is the sight of a rope. And one happened to dangle down.

William was someone who always tended to be over prepared and always made sure to have the tool on hand to survive any event that life may throw his way. William had secured the rope to stone and was standing on it at the top of the trap door.

With a mirth filled smile, "Your starting to have a bad day....."
Aden Bero
 player, 10 posts
Tue 24 Apr 2012
at 04:20
Re: Background: My first adventure
William de Soulis:
There are a few things that happen in a adventurers life that grants them a lucky break. Normally they have to be prepared and have the skill needed to be sure that they survive their ordeal. Otherwise the only companions of a adventurer are misfortune and death. With the times come around that an adventure can get a break they tend to know it clearly regardless of how the situation came about.

One of the most common sights that allow for such a fortune to happen is the sight of a rope. And one happened to dangle down.

William was someone who always tended to be over prepared and always made sure to have the tool on hand to survive any event that life may throw his way. William had secured the rope to stone and was standing on it at the top of the trap door.

With a mirth filled smile, "Your starting to have a bad day....."


"At least one of us is prepared," Aden replied as he took the rope, pulling himself out of this blasted water filled death pit.  He was annoyed, and not for the first time cursed Darien.

"Flaming hells and exploding heavens, Dustil.  Did you mention any of this that night you sold me on this fiasco?"  It'd all started when he'd gone to check out the Drunken Monkey with Darien.  The bard had been talking about it for days while Aden had been keeping busy at the Temple of Many Mysteries, fascinated by all the various oracles.  But the fire juggler had finally decided a wild night was overdue.  He'd asked around, and heard he absolutely had to try a "flaming barrel of monkeys," a signature drink of the Drunken Monkey.

The last he remembered about that night was Darien introducing him to this guy named Dustil, who kept insisting they call him Dust.  The next day was almost as foggy, and when his head finally cleared the day after that, Aden realized he'd been drug along on some wild goose chase with the drunk monk. Damn Darien! Dust assured Aden he'd agreed to come along, and Aden believed it.  He just wished he'd remembered it.  But, always up for an interesting diversion, the oracle had continued on the journey he didn't remember beginning.

And here they were, battered and soaked just getting into this place.  When the trio got out of the water pit thanks to William's quick thinking, they followed the exit through a series of winding tunnels that sometimes opened into wide chasms spanned by narrow beams.  Sometimes there were wide pits the group had to jump or swing across.  But eventually the tunnel ascended up into a huge, wide hall.  In the center was a small, wooden hut, on a stationary circular platform, rising up from a large open pit of spikes.  Around the platform, a wheel of walkways, like spokes extending out forty feet, was spinning at a steady, dangerous pace.

This message was last edited by the player at 04:24, Tue 24 Apr 2012.

Darien Mistweaver
 player, 7 posts
 With a smile and a song
 Whatever can go wrong?
Tue 24 Apr 2012
at 13:25
Re: Background: My first adventure
Aden Bero:
Darien Mistweaver:
Darien looked up with a hint of a smile. "This thing?" He set the instrument at his side and drew the shiny rapier.

"Actually I am not. You see," he tapped the rapier lightly, making a slight ringing sound, "my rapier is out of tune, and so I do not play it. However with some time and a few hammers I do play a mean battle axe."

He sheathed the rapier and tipped his hat before picking up his instrument once more. "Darien Mistweaver at your service. Burglars burgled, maidens minded, adventures adventured and songs sung. How can I be of assistance?"


"Well met, Mr. Mistweaver.  I'm sure by now you know about these kids missing in the fog.  I know the little rascals...always getting into trouble and pulling pranks.  They remind me of how I was at their age."  There's a twinkle in the man's eye as he says this.  "The name's Aden Bero, and I'm going to be the one to find 'em.  If you're not one of those bards that just likes to pretend he's the same as the adventurers he sings about, then come with me.  Unless you're afraid to get those fine clothes dirty, that is.  I promise you, this town will be throwing more coin at you than you can catch once you're performing at the celebration feast, as one of Bero's companions who saved the day."


"A admit to liking to keep my clothing clean, but cleaning them is never usually an issue. So if you are going to find these children, the least I can do is assist."

Darien smiled again, a quite natural expression.

"So then. lead on my good man. Lead on."
Dustil Kraye
 player, 10 posts
 You must clear your thou-
 Hey, is that beer??
Tue 24 Apr 2012
at 20:05
Re: Background: My first adventure
Aden Bero:
"At least one of us is prepared," Aden replied as he took the rope, pulling himself out of this blasted water filled death pit.  He was annoyed, and not for the first time cursed Darien.

"Flaming hells and exploding heavens, Dustil.  Did you mention any of this that night you sold me on this fiasco?"  It'd all started when he'd gone to check out the Drunken Monkey with Darien.  The bard had been talking about it for days while Aden had been keeping busy at the Temple of Many Mysteries, fascinated by all the various oracles.  But the fire juggler had finally decided a wild night was overdue.  He'd asked around, and heard he absolutely had to try a "flaming barrel of monkeys," a signature drink of the Drunken Monkey.

The last he remembered about that night was Darien introducing him to this guy named Dustil, who kept insisting they call him Dust.  The next day was almost as foggy, and when his head finally cleared the day after that, Aden realized he'd been drug along on some wild goose chase with the drunk monk. Damn Darien! Dust assured Aden he'd agreed to come along, and Aden believed it.  He just wished he'd remembered it.  But, always up for an interesting diversion, the oracle had continued on the journey he didn't remember beginning.

And here they were, battered and soaked just getting into this place.  When the trio got out of the water pit thanks to William's quick thinking, they followed the exit through a series of winding tunnels that sometimes opened into wide chasms spanned by narrow beams.  Sometimes there were wide pits the group had to jump or swing across.  But eventually the tunnel ascended up into a huge, wide hall.  In the center was a small, wooden hut, on a stationary circular platform, rising up from a large open pit of spikes.  Around the platform, a wheel of walkways, like spokes extending out forty feet, was spinning at a steady, dangerous pace.


"Whoops! Noooooot good!" He said as the water began to fill up. Dustil shook his head and refrained from making a rude gesture at the smirking William. "Days and events are only bad if you choose to see them that way. Every experience has a positive to it, even if it is only your attitude." He climbed up after Aden, the water already up to his waist.

"Did I mention what? That specifically there were be a pit trap that lead into a drowning room? Or that there might be traps and puzzles and things guarding the ruins in general?" He smiled at Aden and then at the other man. "Thank you, William. I'm actually surprised the trapdoor stayed -" It snapped shut before the water level would be high enough for anyone inside to reach the ceiling. "...open. Whew."

He frowned and looked over what he hoped was the final piece of the ruin's puzzle to get to the treasure. "So. There's that. At least there's no gouts of flame or spinning blades to deal with." He chuckled and eyed the spokes for a moment, mostly to make sure there weren't traps on the walkways themselves. Traps in addition to spinning would be very bad but not impossible to conceive.

"Ready? See you on the other side, one or the other." He crouched down and gave a short hop out on to one of the walkways stretched out lengthwise to increase his balance. Even so, even with his training, he still almost was whipped off the thing. "Whoa!" He righted himself and began to shuffle-crawl towards the hut, occasionally having to stop to hold on or fix his balance when he was almost whipped off the walkway again.

He reached the hut and then almost tumbled off into the spikes as walking on non-spinning ground was problematic after being on the walkway for so long.
William de Soulis
 player, 9 posts
Thu 26 Apr 2012
at 04:00
Re: Background: My first adventure
Dustil Kraye:
"Whoops! Noooooot good!" He said as the water began to fill up. Dustil shook his head and refrained from making a rude gesture at the smirking William. "Days and events are only bad if you choose to see them that way. Every experience has a positive to it, even if it is only your attitude." He climbed up after Aden, the water already up to his waist.

"Did I mention what? That specifically there were be a pit trap that lead into a drowning room? Or that there might be traps and puzzles and things guarding the ruins in general?" He smiled at Aden and then at the other man. "Thank you, William. I'm actually surprised the trapdoor stayed -" It snapped shut before the water level would be high enough for anyone inside to reach the ceiling. "...open. Whew."

He frowned and looked over what he hoped was the final piece of the ruin's puzzle to get to the treasure. "So. There's that. At least there's no gouts of flame or spinning blades to deal with." He chuckled and eyed the spokes for a moment, mostly to make sure there weren't traps on the walkways themselves. Traps in addition to spinning would be very bad but not impossible to conceive.

"Ready? See you on the other side, one or the other." He crouched down and gave a short hop out on to one of the walkways stretched out lengthwise to increase his balance. Even so, even with his training, he still almost was whipped off the thing. "Whoa!" He righted himself and began to shuffle-crawl towards the hut, occasionally having to stop to hold on or fix his balance when he was almost whipped off the walkway again.

He reached the hut and then almost tumbled off into the spikes as walking on non-spinning ground was problematic after being on the walkway for so long.


William took the time to gather up the black rod that he used to keep the trap door from reopening. He may not be a rogue but when it came to the base mechanical design of things as well as how to be a monkey with a wrench to break things, he did fairly well. Still, slow and steady won the race and he planned to live regardless of the situation or cause. "Have you ever known me to not have the things on hand to either deal with things or work around the presented issues?" He tossed the monk, or the fact he considered him a monk, a bag of marbles. Wonderful little devices and worked very well to detect traps, water ways, and the way deeper in most cases as in nearly all cases.

When it came time to deal with the spinny death traps he simply pulled out a scroll, and after a few incantations he put a foot on the wall and started walking across the ceilings. Granted even on open areas where you have to cross a bridge the tacit still worked as you just took more time to go down across then up and you avoid a trap filled bridge. "Why did you take this job mate? Its problems and trials are far less than your skills provide. And the rewards are going to be claimed with taxes?"
Aden Bero
 player, 12 posts
Thu 26 Apr 2012
at 22:44
Re: Background: My first adventure
William de Soulis:
William took the time to gather up the black rod that he used to keep the trap door from reopening. He may not be a rogue but when it came to the base mechanical design of things as well as how to be a monkey with a wrench to break things, he did fairly well. Still, slow and steady won the race and he planned to live regardless of the situation or cause. "Have you ever known me to not have the things on hand to either deal with things or work around the presented issues?" He tossed the monk, or the fact he considered him a monk, a bag of marbles. Wonderful little devices and worked very well to detect traps, water ways, and the way deeper in most cases as in nearly all cases.

When it came time to deal with the spinny death traps he simply pulled out a scroll, and after a few incantations he put a foot on the wall and started walking across the ceilings. Granted even on open areas where you have to cross a bridge the tacit still worked as you just took more time to go down across then up and you avoid a trap filled bridge. "Why did you take this job mate? Its problems and trials are far less than your skills provide. And the rewards are going to be claimed with taxes?"


"Because, Dust, like myself, understands the experience is sometimes reward enough," Aden replied with a smile, before nimbly crossing one of the rotating walkways after a couple of seconds getting the timing right. The human was quick, that was for certain. "Tricks are nice, but skill is just as handy, and this is a good opportunity to improve them."  The trio now stood before the small, isolated hut, wondering what might come next.

"After you, gentlemen."
Aden Bero
 player, 13 posts
Thu 26 Apr 2012
at 22:48
Re: Background: My first adventure
Darien Mistweaver:
"A admit to liking to keep my clothing clean, but cleaning them is never usually an issue. So if you are going to find these children, the least I can do is assist."

Darien smiled again, a quite natural expression.

"So then. lead on my good man. Lead on."


And so Aden and Darien made each other's acquaintance, and clean-cut bard, rough-around-the-edges oracle/performer, and possibly one other, yet unnamed hero set off into the mists, navigating the unseen foes and obstacles, eventually returning triumphantly with the missing children, to the widespread celebration and gratitude of all Sandpoint, and a nice 500 xp bonus.  A few days later, Aden Bero, with a few select goodbyes, slipped out of Sandpoint, ready to see more of the world waiting for him.
Dustil Kraye
 player, 14 posts
 You must clear your thou-
 Hey, is that beer??
Fri 27 Apr 2012
at 05:14
Re: Background: My first adventure
Dustil kept his balance and smiled as William spouted elitism. He shrugged at Aden's rebuttal and gave him a small bow. "It is never a harm in trying to better one's self, even if that is provided by simply sharpening one's skills." He grinned wider. "Besides, the old wizard said it was worth a lot to him to get this."

He examined the door to the hut and determined not to make the same mistake twice. He saw there was something weighted to the door that was being held in place by the door being shut. He put one hand on the door and stood slightly to the side of it. He yanked the door open and quickly reached in to snag the small sandbag before it could drop to the floor.

In the center of the room was a pedestal with a small wooden box on it, strange symbols carved into it. Dustil gestured towards the box. "Ah, but is it magical, is it what we seek, or simply another false trail to trap us?"
Aden Bero
 player, 19 posts
Mon 30 Apr 2012
at 21:56
Re: Background: My first adventure
Aden quickly incanted in Ignan, then proceeded to look intently at the box for some twenty seconds.  After which, he replied, "Oh, it's magical alright.  It's meant to preserve whatever is inside of it, with no chance of erosion or aging.  However, there's a second magical aura laid over it.  Unfortunately, I'm not sure what school or what it's effect may be, but it could very well be a trap of some sort."  Aden looks to William, continuing, "Got any tricks for that?"

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William de Soulis
 player, 10 posts
Mon 7 May 2012
at 05:15
Re: Background: My first adventure
Aden Bero:
Darien Mistweaver:
"A admit to liking to keep my clothing clean, but cleaning them is never usually an issue. So if you are going to find these children, the least I can do is assist."

Darien smiled again, a quite natural expression.

"So then. lead on my good man. Lead on."


And so Aden and Darien made each other's acquaintance, and clean-cut bard, rough-around-the-edges oracle/performer, and possibly one other, yet unnamed hero set off into the mists, navigating the unseen foes and obstacles, eventually returning triumphantly with the missing children, to the widespread celebration and gratitude of all Sandpoint, and a nice 500 xp bonus.  A few days later, Aden Bero, with a few select goodbyes, slipped out of Sandpoint, ready to see more of the world waiting for him.


If your in dire need to have a name for the man who went along William could be there. He's extremely into the idea that perception dictates illusion of power. So he goes out of his way to seem odd or mysterious or whatever is required at the time =D
Aden Bero
 player, 24 posts
Mon 7 May 2012
at 16:42
Re: Background: My first adventure
And William, seeing the opportunity for adventure, followed Aden and Darien out into the mists, saving the children.

Voila!