<div class="floatleft">(http://i1296.photobucket.com/albums/ag14/Purple_Dusk/78cc187d-408d-4166-94f0-cba27a5129ca_zps1tsyfqjv.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;">Day 1; 24th <acronym title="Equivalent to August">ARODUS*</acronym> 4711</span></strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;"><strong>TIME:</strong> Early Evening;</span></span><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;"><strong>SEASON:</strong> Late Summer</span></span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;"><strong>WEATHER:</strong></span> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Light wind, mostly clear skies, dusk (dim/moon light), storm clouds on far horizon</span></span><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">SANDPOINT</div><div class="spoiler_body">(Unknown alignment) small town<br/><strong>Corruption</strong> +0; <strong>Crime</strong> +0; <strong>Economy</strong> +1; <strong>Law</strong> +0; <strong>Lore</strong> +2; <strong>Society</strong> +0<br/><strong>Qualities</strong> (Unknown)<br/><strong>Danger</strong> +0<br/><br/><hr/><strong>Government</strong> (Unknown)<br/><strong>Population</strong> 1,000 approx. (Unknown demographic)<br/><strong>Notable NPCs</strong><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li><strong>Belor Hemlock:</strong> Sandpoint Sheriff</li><li><strong>Theos Baelthorn:</strong> Pathfinder and Hunter</li><li><strong>Unknown Chelaxian:</strong> Mercenary at the White Stag</li></ul><br/><hr/><acronym title="Most expensive item that can be purchased here; 75% chance to obtain specific item"><strong>Base Value*</strong></acronym> 1,300 gp; <acronym title="The most money the community can pay to buy any single item."><strong>Purchase Limit*</strong></acronym> 7,500 gp; <acronym title="Highest level of spell available as spell casting service."><strong>Spellcasting*</strong></acronym> 4th<br/><strong>Minor Items</strong> (unknown); <strong>Medium Items</strong> (unknown); <strong>Major Items</strong> (unknown)</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">INFO &amp; DEVELOPMENTS</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>SANDPOINT</strong><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li><strong>Goblin Bounty hunting:</strong> 10 gp reward per pair of fresh goblin ears returned to Sheriff Belor Hemlock.  300 gp for head of goblin chieftain of Mosswood.</li></ul></div></div><br/><br/><hr/>The Ulfen turns slowly to regard you.  If he's surprised by your sudden appearance or by the point of your rapier so close by, he isn't showing it.  Or at least is doing a very good sign of hiding it.<br/><br/>"Now, now," he grins with an amused expression and baritone voice.  "I'm hardly inclined to introduce myself with a sword pointed at me now, am I?  Still, it does seem that this little cat has some claws.  Isn't it a little late to go wandering out on the road little lady?  Not even a few hours in town and already stalking off into the night without a word or mention.  If you ask me, it's a perfect way to die a nameless death."<br/><br/>Turning to face you fully, he rolls his neck until the crack of cartilage can be heard before turning to once again regard you with a roguish grin.  This close up, he probably an inch or two taller than yourself; with a mop of wild sandy hair and light blue eyes.  Built somewhat broader and heavier, he still moves with an easy grace and oozes a dangerous degree of confidence – either this man can give a good impression that he is in control of the situation or he genuinely doesn't fear the sight of your sword.<br/><br/>He places a rough finger on the point of the blade and gradually draws down along the length, slowly and deliberately pushing the rapier lower, his eyes never leaving yours.  "Rest assured, I wasn't intending on killing you, wench," he grins, "I'd say that would be a terrible waste."<br/><br/>"Why don't we start again?  I'm Theos Baelthorn; Pathfinder; recently of Absolom.  I'm not here in official capacity for the society, but I thought to line my pockets with a little gold before returning to civilisation.  Truth be told, I was going drink myself into a stupor tonight and hunt in the morning – best time to goblins after all, since they're not really that active – but then I saw this curious sight of a pretty little thing slipping out of town with only an hour or so before sundown.  Well, being the<em>gentleman</em>that I am, I followed for your wellbeing."<br/><br/>Despite his use of the word gentleman, his tone of voice leaves little doubt that even he doesn't believe himself one to just from the sarcasm alone, and there is nothing very gentleman-like about the way his eyes take in your details from head to toe.  "So little Miss Devil; what about you?"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">GM NOTES</div><div class="spoiler_body">Your Sense Motive ability tells you that it's highly probable that he didn't come all this was to kill Seirin, though he does not strike you as being very altruistic of mind.</div></div>