<div class="floatright">(http://safebooru.org//images/1182/2e6bdf90c467936785225add4e9880648a187e0c.png)</div><hr/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">Rumahs Amaibrarvia Eyllisannia'aia</span></span></strong>,<em>Male Perida Elf Zen archer Quinggong monk 5</em><br/>Character Sheet (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=90617)<br/>HP:34 (Current: 34)  AC: 18,<span class="bbc_u"><em>touch</em></span>: 18,<span class="bbc_u"><em>flatfooted</em></span>: 15<br/><strong>Fort</strong>:+4<strong>Ref</strong>:+6<strong>Will</strong>:+8<br/><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Statistical info</div><div class="spoiler_body"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><br/><strong>Combat</strong>: CMB: +6, CMD: 24, Move: 40 ft<br/><span class="bbc_u">Melee</span>: Unarmed Strike +6 (1d8+3, x2, Bludgeoning)<br/><span class="bbc_u">Ranged</span>: Adaptive +1 Elven Warbow +7 (1d10+1+3+2, x3, 120ft, Piercing/Bludgeoning, 20 cold iron arrows/20alchemical silver arrows/20 blunt arrows)<br/><strong>Buffs</strong>:<br/><strong>-Innate</strong>:<br/><strong>-Spells</strong>:<br/><strong>-Potions</strong>:<br/> <strong>Debuffs</strong>:</span></div></div><hr/><br/>Rumahs was having a pretty enjoyable day. His last customer had left his side reasonably satisfied. Unfortunately this week had been quite bad for the elf and he wouldn't be seeing much. The parties he went to the food he enjoyed were wonderful though! The conversations were nice too. Walking down the street his eye caught one of the many posters. Taking a look at it and smiling as he rubbed the corner of the poster before nodding and hurrying back to his home away from home. Walking into the house of ill repute he grinned lightly as he hurried up to mother's room knocking respectfully before walking in with a grin. Bowing to the elderly elven matron with a bit of flair.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">"Mama it is wonderful to be allowed in your house and bask in your kindness!"</span><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Matron</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2013/119/f/0/azndodobg_by_moonfx-d63iiku.png)</div></div><br/>The matron smiled and walked over to the feminine boy before tussling his soft Pearl locks looking at him.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">"And it is wonderful to one of my honored daughters. How was your client. I assume he released you with good graces and a kind word no?"</span>She smiled rubbing along one of his ears lightly enjoying the shiver she felt through it and the abashed blush gracing Rumahs' almond cheeks.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">"Of course mama! He sends his thanks and his regards to you oh honored Sylvan! Its detailed quite wonderfully in this letter. I shant speak more or else I fear to put my foot in my mouth."</span>He handed her a letter very clearly sealed with a Royal signet. Waiting patiently as she walked over sitting behind her desk and using a knife to pop the seal pulling out the letter inside reading the review and report. This was the hardest for Rumahs as he couldn't know what was in the letter and wouldn't know. After a few terse minutes the matron set the letter down and motioned for him to come over. Walking over warily and dutifully he stood there as she stood and walked over.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">"So my honored daughter do you know what was in the letter?"</span>Waiting for the shake before continuing the matron watched Rumahs with a calculating gaze. She knew the ins and outs of the body better than most elven physicians and thus knew when someone was lying. Seeing no Deceit in the boys body or actions she smiled and leaned down.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">"It was a marvelous review. Praised highly you were in it in both your ability to portray the woman you were supposed to be and the honor of this house was raised by such a performance!"</span>Her lips pursed to a smile though as she looked at him coyly.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">"This isn't all you have come to speak to me about my daughter, is it? Something dances across your lips a question perhaps?"</span><br/><br/>Blushing more being caught as he bowed slightly.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">"Oh mama you know me too well! Too well indeed not a thing can get passed you. I do have a request of my most honored Sylvan, if she would grant one such as I, permission to join in the seach for the cause of the great dark mist. I wish to lend my bow and my eyes to such a cause!"</span>bowing a bit to hide his blush and in respect he awaited her answer. His breath shallow and worried as she would be within her rights to deny such a request if only to garner his time more fruitfully to clients. Waiting seemed like hours though it was neigh a minute when she replied.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">"Rumahs my daughter you have my permission. Though sending you into such danger worries me so. I know you are but a firefly caught in the mystic glow of its partner. One cannot deny the instincts. Go lend your bow, go lend your eyes and voice and when you return regale this old crone with tales of success and adventure."</span>She smiled as the boy leapt forth and grasped her in a hug placing a kiss on either cheek.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">"Oh thank you thank you mama! You are most kind and neigh as crone a goddess in her prime. I will return to you oh honored Sylvan and when i do I will see the same beautiful mama i do now!"</span>He smiled and rushed off to his room quickly shedding the dress that he wore. The formal attire that the client desired he be gifted with after his time. In its place a simple cream dress with purple ends was placed. Next the sash around his middle securely tied and hiding a multitude of mystical wands. Tools of his time outside his trade. Lastly the showl around his shoulders to ward off the cold as he secured the weighty belt pouch to his waist. Twin wrist bracers were then added each holding a particular wand of great use to him in each. Checking his Haversack and quiver he secured both to his back before dashing off to the guard. Weaving through the streets and the people in them with great ability. Arriving at the Guard house he knocked dutifully before walking in and to the front desk. All the eyes were on him a unassuming waif of a man. Not all good but not unexpected.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">"I am here to speak to Honorable captain, Kaelen Brightarrow, of the missive left about in the city. I wish to offer my bow and my eyes to the most dire of needs to our kind city and country."</span><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">First post I called it i claimed it its mine! Ew that profession though.</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Actions</div><div class="spoiler_body">Weekly Profession check (You don't need to grant the gold if it causes problems just rolling for fun lol): Roll Result: Rumahs rolled: 1d20, modifying each die by 12<br/>Comment: Profession Check (Courtesan)<br/>Result: 13,<br/>Total: 13<br/><br/>Roll Result: Rumahs rolled: 1d20, modifying each die by 4<br/>Comment: Knowledge Check Local<br/>Result: 14,<br/>Total: 14<br/><br/>Roll Result: Rumahs rolled: 1d20, modifying each die by 10<br/>Comment: Acrobatics through the city<br/>Result: 17,<br/>Total: 17</div></div>