[PF-1e] Carrion Hill - Dark Awakenings

[Jacobzilla]

Name: Llordaeron Yaeru

Race: Half elf or Shabti If deemed fit for the campaign

Class/Archetype: Legalistic volcanic spirit guide (Oracle archetype)

Alignment: Neutral (It could depend on his circumstances)

Character Specialties: Outside of battle Yaeru acts as a hostile or diplomatic negotiator as well as collector of random information through divinations and espionage tactics of questionable legality if he's not busy working his mortar and alchemical alembics in a peculiar and grisly fashion involving pieces of dissected dragons and other equally pleasant ingredients. Some less so.

Within combat Yaeru acts as a medic and incinerator with the energy of the stars he taps from volcanic origins with an occasional major buffing if needed although he prefers to save those for his own alchemical experiments or research done in his personal library he's forming from seedy information sources.
One such source, a knave known as Jacoby who is Yaeru's childhood friend and main information dealer, spent a few months professing the art of the blade to him. Lost on him initially being preoccupied with a tome discussing the practical purposes of dragon's blood. Later on turning to martial texts the contents rubbed off on him and turned the oracle into a decent backup bladesman.


Description: An empyrean presence raised in the southern swamps of Carrion Hill. Comely to the point of sticking out like a sore thumb in his ignoble environment with radiant white hair and tall lanky adolescence. Like healthy green grass growing in a small patch on a sun razed lawn.
Yaeru's typical garb consists of rough robes worn as he attempts to run a library in the Tangle, passing through the Filth daily from the swamp where he lives with his mother. (A front for information brokering despite having genuine passion for reading.) The hood works to conceal his outlandish hair.

Personality:He can fail to realize his divine magnetism due to his mother making him aware of how gruesome and misshapen he was as an infant as well as two severe personal defects he hides to any but his closest friends.
A bookworm at heart, inhumanly voracious in his reading, all material devoured. His average intellect limits his information absorption but he has a gift.
Yaeru may be the cat curiosity will kill. Tormented by questions unanswered by his cold mother involving his father and unsure of the real quality of his friendship with Jacoby after a dispute. He could use some real friends but he's jaded from experience already.

Ask me about Yaeru's dreams, passions, father and his lengthy incarceration unrelated to obvious, Jacoby, his mother's description of him as a baby, how he became an information broker, what gives him the power of the stars? etc. For a more complete version let me into Kadath.

Stay tuned fellow Lovecraft fans. (I loved the Mountains of Madness!)

[Jacobzilla]

I'm curious to see if any other players would want to have our backstories intertwine in some way. Send me a message if you'd be interested in having a brain storm with me.

[Exeter]

I have no problem with player interaction

[Seekr34]

Sure, Atwood traveled a lot, so he might met your character.

[triedtherest]

Artemis has been around quite a bit, so you might have met. Whether or not he can actually remember anyone is a different story.

[Exeter]

Only 4 more days until application time closes!

[Exeter]

Also if you didn't see it, I added an update to the advertisement on the first page about the barbarian stepping out.

[Clawsome]

Valthar Name: Valthar Race: Human Class/Arch type: Magus-Bladebound Alignment: CN Gender: Male Character Specialties: Killing Appearance: An imposing 6’2” very solid, but well-toned man. His black hair matches his eyepatch on his right eye. His one blue eyes belies cunning and intelligence. His face and body show many scars. His reminders of past endeavors. He tends to wear bright red and blue tunics and cloaks. Personality: He is friendly most of the time and gets along well with others. Unless he is working then to those who don’t know him he can be as charming as a scoundrel or as gruff and pushy as a thug, depending on his situation and what he is after. To him it’s only a matter using whatever tools to get what he wants, which is usually his next assignment. If he is not working he spends his time between training and having fun. Background: He has little remembrance for his parents for he was orphaned at a very young age. He tries to forget her time at the orphanage for there were many cruel things that happened there for him and others. He left as soon as he could at the ripe young age of 15. He worked the streets to survive. One day he tried to pick pocket and stranger in town and the stranger caught him. Rather than turn him over to the authorities or worse, kill him, he took him in and trained him. Over the next few years he grew to love Jared as a father and trained in the Magus arts under his guidance. Jared was a bounty hunter and Valthar followed in his footsteps. He went on many mission with and for him. Upon returning from a mission Valthar found Jared sick in bed and looking death warmed over. Jared had always considered Valthar his adopted son. “My son. I have the wasting disease and not much time. There is nothing that will cure me. I held on as long as I could so that I may officially transfer ownership and responsibility to you of my Scimitar “Slasher”. It can only be wielded by a Magus. You are ready.” Valthar was stunned and grief stricken. He had no idea his mentor and adopted father was so ill. “I do not wish the sword. I wish to have you.” Jared finished a coughing fit and put his hand on Valthar. “I wish I could stay, but that is not a choice you have.” He points over to his sword. “Take it, it will guide you and you guide it. Only one of your strength and intelligence could wield it. You are a perfect match for each other.” Valthar hesitated before touching the sword. He knew it had vast power. He finally reluctantly grab it and slide the blade out of its scabbard. “It is a masterpiece weapon, father.” He turned to see Jared take his last breath as he held the sword. He wanted to scream and cry but he would not tarnish Jared’s memory. The sword spoke to him in his head. “You are ready master. He was a good man and great magus as you will too be someday.” He buried Jared the next day and took to the road. He continued to do bounty hunter work and other odd jobs traveling the country. Valthar signed on as a guard for a caravan run by Bailey Von that was heading to Carrion Hill. Just the place his current mark was rumored to be held up at.

[supercapo]

Character Name: Yentis Dawl
Race: Half Elf
Class/Archetype: Sorcerer
Alignment: Neutral Good
Character Specialties: spell casting, lightning, showmanship

From humble beginnings, Yentis was the youngest of four boys. Viewed as little more than a source of cheap labor from his father. Yentis felt he might live his life toiling away at his father's mill. That was until he happened upon a sorcerer's tome that taught him to harness his innate abilities. With newfound magic, Yentis ran away along with his older brother Rion. Together the pair established a traveling puppet show with a familiar Yentis had created acting as the star.

The show as discovered by a petty lord, Minz who convinced Yentis that he would fund their act and send them to perform for other lords across the land. Instead his own sorcerer's took Yentis' familiar and destroyed the traveling show. Yentis vowed to start again, conjuring a new familiar and beginning a new path, devoting himself more and more to his magical arts.

Years passed and Yentis found success, and made a comfortable living. It was then that he decided it was time to dream a little bigger. No longer content with simply thriving with a traveling act, Yentis now sought to create his own kingdom. But for that he realized he needed far more than just a puppet show and aspirations. He needed coin, a lot of it.

So he set out to find treasure and adventure, both of which would help him accomplish his dream.

[Clawsome]

What do you call Base races Only? the Core races or others as well?

[Seekr34]

Originally Posted by Clawsome

What do you call Base races Only? the Core races or others as well?

That confused me too, when I did a search, it said 12 races, so I guess others are included. I kept looking, and I found 12 races in Wrath of Righteous, so if we're playing using that, the 12 races would be this;

All Pathfinder: WotR Races Aasimar ♦ Dhampir ♦ Dwarf ♦ Elf ♦ Gnome ♦ Half-elf ♦ Half-orc ♦ Halfling ♦ Human ♦ Kitsune ♦ Oread ♦ Tiefling

Yeah, i could have asked, but I didn't want to feel stupid.

[Exeter]

I apologize for the confusion, I meant to say core races. I didn't even notice it until it was pointed out to me

[Seekr34]

Crap. Gonna have to replace my dhampir, and the bio. Still will be a ranger though, but not a beast master.

Well, back to the drawing board

[Clawsome]

IF GM approves you don't need to change

[Jacobzilla]

Will it change the mutual parts of our backstory? Let me know seekr.