<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/1b/HalfOrcTraveler.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Roan Sawyer (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=266483.msg13145997#msg13145997)</span><br/><strong>Half-Orc Barbarian 1</strong><br/><br/>HP: 15 / 15<br/>AC: 15<br/>Init: +2<br/>Saves: +5/+2/+5/-1/0/0 (Str/Dex/Con/Int/Wis/Cha)<hr/><br/>It was an unusually sober morning for Roan Sawyer. Despite a less-than-restful night, thanks to the lack of drink he had become used to, the copper-skinned half-orc decided a run along the Rim would be the best start for a new day. For a challenge, he even packed bag and his weapons. Perhaps he'd try to find some work. He ran as far as the grassy meadow along the Eastern part of the city of Starfall. It was still cool, and a far more comfortable place to stop and rest than anywhere along his chosen path. Here was one of the few places in the whole city where he didn't feel so stuffed up and trapped.<br/><br/>As he meandered about some of the nearby vendors and stalls, Roan caught the ringing voice of an Elvish woman shouting nearby. At first he thought her merely another loud seller. Her use of "pay" dispelled that notion rather abruptly, and the half-orc moved closer. Roan hesitated at the mention of a rescue. The thought quickly brought to mind relentless rains and bone-chilling water from that storm years before... It was enough to keep him intrigued, and precisely why he followed along, though with no real rush, to the meadow.<br/><br/>When he found the woman near a tree, with another that had already arrived from interest, Roan held out a large hand in place of the hug she'd tried to offer. "I am Roan," he said, a friendlier tone in his voice than his handshake implied.<br/><br/>He listened with intent, at first, but his enthusiasm was quashed when she mentioned trespassing. He tried to recall what he'd heard of the Ghostwoods and Solitudes there. Roan's demeanor was even less sympathetic when she promised payment, which could only come after the risk of his life. It was a difficult request for the man to stomach.<br/><br/>"What good will your payment be if we're dead before we collect?" He asked, skeptical.<br/><br/>OOC: Would like a History check (lol, -1) on the Ghostwoods, please!