Rise of the Runelords

ghataria · Feb 20 '12, 5:37am

Potentially interested. Generally knowing of the pathfinder setting. I'll see what I end up throwing together (though I do tend to procrastinate, so don't wait on me).

mantra99 · 6:09am

You aren't doing Level 7, level 6, level 5 and gold equal to level 5 for equipment? That's the norm so I just wanted to make sure what you typed wasn't a typo.

mantra99 · 7:00am

Character Name: Graak

Race & Class: Half-Orc Barbarian

Quick Summary of the character: Confused outcast searching for his place in an uncaring world.

Appearance: A shaved head save for a long black ponytail tied off with a leather thong. Multiple piercings in both ears. A clean shaven face that favors his orcish side a bit more than his human side. Eyes the color of amber that twinkle with a childlike glee. Tall and muscular, he barely has an ounce of fat on him. Graak prefers hide armor but keeps it sparse to enable greater speed and mobility. His waraxe is worn on loops on either side of his belt, always close at hand.

Personality: Graak enjoys the simple pleasures in life. The roll of the dice, the taste of ale as it washes down your throat, the blur of combat. He's a fairly easygoing guy, pretty easy to get along with. He's a bit of a free spirit, a bit of a drifter. Push him too far and you'll find out he's got a pretty short temper. He's been thrown out of plenty of taverns for starting fights with people who think they can take the "Big Bad Orc."

Ever since fleeing his tribe at the age of 15 Graak's life has been one of adventure. He fled Belkzen and headed west. Fleeing certain death at the hands of the Shoanti barbarians, Graak ran southwest, hugging the Mindspin Mountains until he made it to the Yondabakari River. His strength bolstered by the power of the primal spirits he followed the river south to Kaer Maga where he found safety and refuge. He spent a few months wandering around town do odd jobs when he could find them and begging when he couldn't. He eventually found permanent work as the night bouncer at the Laughing Harpy inn. Bouncer work was ideal for the simple half-orc. He didn't have to do much thinking, he got to get in the occasional fight, and the innkeeper fed him and let him sleep by the fire in the common room at night.

Graak's life was going pretty good. He no longer subject to mistreatment at the hands of his fellow tribesmen, he had a steady job and a place to live and he was keeping his temper in check and staying out of trouble. Everything would be thrown into chaos the night of the accident.

It was a relatively quiet night, just the regulars and an adventuring group that night. One of the regulars, a human by the name of Borris was pretty deep into his cups that night. Graak never heard what started the argument. It didn't matter. When the innkeeper waves you over and asks you to escort someone out you do it. That's how the job works. Graak grabbed Boris and started leading him towards the door, not seeing the knife until it was too late. The man yelled something about not being finished drinking and swung the knife at Graak, cutting a deep slash into his left bicep. He didn't mean to kill Boris. Graak ducked another clumsy slash and hit Boris with a powerful right hook. A little too powerful actually. The bar went silent at the loud CRACK Boris's neck made when fist met head. The innkeep was over the bar within seconds of Boris hitting the floor. The glazed look in Boris's served as proof of what everyone there already knew. Boris was dead.

The innkeep didn't need to say a word, his look of anger spoke loud and clear. Graak was fired. He gathered his things and left. He wandered the town all through the rest of the night and when morning came he found he'd come to the gates. There he hired on as a guard with a caravan leaving town. He didn't even check where they were going, he was just glad to be out of town and away from the inn.

Graak found he liked being a caravan guard even more than he liked being a bouncer. Not only did he get a channel for his aggression when the inevitable monsters and highwaymen attacked but he also got to spend the majority of his time outside among the primal forces of nature where he felt he truly belonged. Not only that but the pay for seeing a caravan safely to its destination was pretty good. Graak drifted from caravan to caravan over the next year and a half, using his earnings to slowly acquire nicer and nicer equipment and using the experiences to become a stronger fighter. Now seventeen years old and an accomplished warrior in his own right, Graak finds himself in Sandpoint, killing some time until he can hire on with another caravan.

Why are you in Sandpoint: Unemployed and down on his luck, Graak drifted into town with the Mercer caravan. It's the end of the line and now he's just passing time until another caravan is ready to leave.

Boar · Feb 20 '12, 11:51am

Posting confirmed interest, and subscribing at the same time.

Cnyperos · Feb 20 '12, 12:08pm

I am curious though. Book 1 of Rise of the Runelords is a level 1 to 3 adventure base, even if being converted to 4e it would still have to be the same level range. Are we starting at level 6 because we are doing the 3rd book, or did you actually make book 1 substancually more harder than it is sapose to be?

lcg16 · 4:02pm

I'm going to up the difficulty, yeah...It will be book 1 though. =3 Just, I know a fair number of people are kinda allergic to level 1 games (in any setting and system!), since there's so many of them. I'm gonna break down each adventure into four levels, and it'll max out at 30 instead, heh.

Cnyperos · Feb 20 '12, 4:16pm

One last question

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2000 gp to spend on items up to Level 5

Does that include stuff like potions and alchemical stuff?

lcg16 · Feb 20 '12, 4:22pm

Uh, includes anything magical. Anything non-magical, within reason, is free.

Boar · Feb 20 '12, 4:27pm

Are you so generous that you'd chip in a free expertise feat

?