The Landing (D&D 3.5) Character thread
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				Title: <strong>The Landing (D&amp;D 3.5) Character thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grovercjuk</strong> on <strong>23-07-2011, 00:44:21</strong>
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				Please post either your approved char or a link here.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Landing (D&amp;D 3.5) Character thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stia</strong> on <strong>23-07-2011, 00:58:30</strong>
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				You want my description here then? not in the OOC. As well as a link to my sheet?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Landing (D&amp;D 3.5) Character thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grovercjuk</strong> on <strong>23-07-2011, 21:10:18</strong>
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				A physical description so that players can easily find out what you look like. <br>OOC can get a bit cluttered.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Landing (D&amp;D 3.5) Character thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stia</strong> on <strong>24-07-2011, 02:50:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i651.photobucket.com/albums/uu234/darkxanatos/Elf_Rogue_by_artbytravis.jpg)</div><br><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Tavia </span></strong></span></div><br><div align="center">Rogue by name, Rogue by nature. </div><br>Clad in form fitting red/brown leather armour (ignore the skirt in the picture), knee high lace up boots and elbow length, fingerless gloves. A cloak of the same colour hangs over one shoulder, helping her to conceal the weapons she never leaves behind. Small hoops adorn her ears and bottom lip, the only metal on her person apart from weaponry. Dark hair falls down to her waist in soft curls from a high ponytail, while slender braids frame her face. Emerald green eyes look out beneath dark eyebrows, appraising all that she sees.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">I've hidden this in case people don't want to know as people can't see through clothing, but I want to make a note of it. <br><br>On her right hip, curling round to her back is a large pink flower tattoo <br>(http://www.tattoos-design4u.info/wp-content/uploads/flower%20tattoo%20on%20hip.jpg)</div></div><br>http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=314848 (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=314848)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Landing (D&amp;D 3.5) Character thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Laughing Hyena</strong> on <strong>25-07-2011, 03:09:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://th08.deviantart.net/fs7/PRE/i/2005/183/3/a/archer_2_by_el_grimlock.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_u"><strong><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Deinos Lecias</span></strong></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Landing (D&amp;D 3.5) Character thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Koyume</strong> on <strong>27-07-2011, 04:56:46</strong>
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				Alright, character is complete, I think. Let me know if you see anything weird: http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=315900 (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=315900)<br>I haven't bothered with adventuring equipment since it seems highly unlikely that anyone would have their bedroll/mirror/torches/waterskin etc with them when they were trying to fight the ocean for their life.<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Hoshiko</span></strong> (Means "Star-child" in Japanese.)<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i1231.photobucket.com/albums/ee505/Kickinpantsss/86acbd5618b8f05ae95bb27527a86891.jpg?t=1311800224)</div></div><br>Background/Description: Hoshiko is a peculiarly mixed breed; though both her parents had human heritage, her father is also part elf, and her mother is the child of a mortal and a Deva from the celestial planes. Her appearance bears traits of all three races, with fair, virtually flawless skin, slightly elongated and pointed ears, large eyes, and a form seemingly trapped in perpetual youth. Her colouration is undeniably exotic, traits inherited from her angelic grandfather; the windswept, shoulder-length hair which frames her child-like face is a pale blue in colour, and her eyes are a sort of mauve and gleam like a beast's in the dark.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; She was raised away from both her parents in a large, secluded monastery, in foreign lands and high above the ocean. There, under the stern, but compassionate tutelage of monks and sages, she would be taught many things, including: martial arts, history, natural philosophy, the languages of the older races, and exotic sorcery (though she paid less attention to some subjects than others). Her mind and body flourished in the scholarly, and peaceful environment, but her natural energy compelled her to leave eventually, and see more of the world firsthand.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp;Though she would probably be considered very beautiful by the standards of most humanoids, Hoshiko's appearance is somewhat androgynous, with a lithe, muscled physique and a relatively flat bosom. Decades of physical conditioning have given her great flexibility and balance, and, despite her petite build, she can display startling feats of physical strength. She is very kind, and generally willing to help anyone, but she is also shy and aloof, often preferring to study and practice by herself rather than engage in social pursuits. She sees magic more as a toy for amusement and a tool for dealing with boring tasks than as a serious discipline, and she is fond of throwing the occasional "magic show" to entertain children and people who are hospitable toward her. In areas where her unusual hair and eye colours draw too much unwanted attention, she sometimes relies on minor spells to disguise them.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Landing (D&amp;D 3.5) Character thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stia</strong> on <strong>27-07-2011, 14:33:46</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=114122.msg4984129#msg4984129">Quote from: Koyume on 27-07-2011, 04:56:46</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">I haven't bothered with adventuring equipment since it seems highly unlikely that anyone would have their bedroll/mirror/torches/waterskin etc with them when they were trying to fight the ocean for their life.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>That's pretty much what I thought. Even if I had it when I got on the boat, the likely hood of me having it now is slim, and even if I did, I'm betting it wouldn't be in much of a state to use lol. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Landing (D&amp;D 3.5) Character thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shadax</strong> on <strong>27-07-2011, 22:25:37</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Lairee - Human Monk</span> (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=315619) <div class="floatright">(http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f162/shadowjewel/Character%20pics/How-women-deal-with-hair-loss1.jpg)<br></div><br><br><br><strong>Description:</strong><br>Slightly taller then average, Lairee is lean, lightly muscled with a slight tan. She keeps her hair cut close to her head. Her clothes are always simple, a basic tunic, lose trousers and jacket, allowing for maximum flexibility. She wears a plain looking, dull green ring on her right hand that she is never seen without.<br><br><strong>History:</strong><br>Raised in an all woman Monastery since she was a baby, Lairee knows very little of life outside of her home, despite the charitable work her Monastery does for the surrounding areas. Lairee has visited nearby monasteries before, but this is her first time making a longer pilgrimage to a sister establishment over seas.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong><br>Her training has lent itself to more physical enhancements, focusing on combat and athleticism so Lairee tends to be very naive in social settings. She means well and always tries to do what she sees as best for people, even if that can sometimes be misguided through inexperience.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Landing (D&amp;D 3.5) Character thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RubySlippers</strong> on <strong>28-07-2011, 19:49:46</strong>
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				<strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Morgan Duhltih - Human Fighter</span></strong><br><br><strong>Character Sheet:</strong> http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=315061 (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=315061)<br><br><strong>Description:</strong> A pretty dark haired, dark eyed girl-next-door who is somewhat above average in height of average build. She tends to dress simply supple leather clothing with a mithral shirt and head protection (kind of like a hoody) and has a finely crafted fighting staff and usually no other apparent weapons.<br><br><strong>History:</strong> Her family were all mostly mercenaries so she was pretty much raised in a fighting tradition in her case favoring the common quarterstaff since its legal to carry and in the hands of a skilled fighting woman a dangerous weapon. And its advantages to a quickly deft fighter is not small since she can use both ends very well, not to mention fight with two weapons even unarmed with no small amount of skill. Leaving home awhile back she fought in the Southern Kingdoms Campaigns aquiring enough wealth for her fine armor and staff. In fact she was heading to join her fathers mercanaries when the storm hit.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> She is a businesswoman and fighting is her business she weighs the risks to the rewards when deciding and keeps to her contract with the party hiring her, good or evil has no bearing she does what she promised. Her patron deity is Mouqol god of commerce and dealing she is not into fighting to enjoy the fight but to earn a living (unless forced to defend herself). Its not she is all business she is friendly, warm and caring when one gets close to her and has a good sense of humor for things. Generally she uses the sacred marketplaces of her deity to make deals when at all possible. If you break a contract with her she is unlikely to forget however.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Landing (D&amp;D 3.5) Character thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>30-07-2011, 03:55:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i1108.photobucket.com/albums/h418/icsyhyat/40e8c4474627b711a671a193dbb59a47.jpg)</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Tivyrne</strong> (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=9166)</span></div><div align="center">L1 Rogue, L2 Soulknife</div><br>It was a strange caravan that Tivyr and the lot found on the south roads.&nbsp; Tivyrne was the favorite... Jofney their leader fancied her, though she was tall as he and tough to bed.&nbsp; She was a scrapper, and they said it was her father made her so.&nbsp; They were ten miles from the city, hoping to catch a money courier on his shortcut through the Carven Scrublands with a fat purse.&nbsp; That's when they saw it... like circus wagons, drawn by mules and oxen both, none fit to farm.&nbsp; &nbsp;The wagons were bright, strange... perhaps performers, and if so?&nbsp; They might have had jewels...<br>When the brigands-- teenagers, all... not even fit to be called men-- descended, they found an old man, two children servants, and a eunuch in the caravan.&nbsp; They did not resist the robbery, but stared on in silence, answering no questions.&nbsp; They responded to no threats, took no offense at harassment, only staring back with mute disgust and contempt-- so in anger, they slayed one of their oxen.&nbsp; Suddenly, the old man stirred.&nbsp; Sensing the threat, the old man-- eyeless, gaunt, long-bearded and knobby-- sprang to his feet from where he was sitting on a ferny rock.&nbsp; The children shied from him, and finally the brigands saw the caravaners' jewelry... hovering, glowing crystals that encircled his head like a glowing halo, beautiful and strange like fireflies...<br>The pain was terrible, and swallowed her memories.&nbsp; She remembers to this day the glow of the firefly-stones around his head, the shrinking fear of the children... and that is all.&nbsp; She awoke seven days later, naked but clean, and strangely unhurt, on the steps of a strange city's church.&nbsp; She was arrested for harlotry, released a week later, and left to wander with nothing but tattered rags from the church and a clay jug of water.<br>She was nine hundred miles from her home village... she had to plead for the attention of church scholars for access to maps and books, and so far stranded she could only assume a new life in this city's strange capital.&nbsp; She found her mind-- and her body-- changed, somehow.&nbsp; She felt more certain, more poised.&nbsp; She hardly recognized herself in the mirror... the sisters at her convent swore she was a witch, and found evidence in a strange, blue mark below her navel-- it was like an exquisite tattoo, but so perfect and symmetrical as to belie human hands.<br>After two years, she could take to no trade.&nbsp; She learned to fight from mercenaries, and took to it like a fish to water... it was sometime during these years that she discovered her blade... and she knew, then, her purpose was not to steal or fight for coin.&nbsp; It was to place this blade where it belonged...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Landing (D&amp;D 3.5) Character thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stia</strong> on <strong>30-07-2011, 12:58:42</strong>
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				Ok... Random Character... <br><br>*Wonders where she's been to miss such a thing*
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Landing (D&amp;D 3.5) Character thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>30-07-2011, 17:13:53</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=114122.msg4999699#msg4999699">Quote from: Stia on 30-07-2011, 12:58:42</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Ok... Random Character... <br><br>*Wonders where she's been to miss such a thing*<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Worked it out with Grovercjuk over PM, sorry it took me so long.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Landing (D&amp;D 3.5) Character thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stia</strong> on <strong>30-07-2011, 17:15:43</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=114122.msg4999990#msg4999990">Quote from: Ixy on 30-07-2011, 17:13:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Worked it out with Grovercjuk over PM, sorry it took me so long.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Figured. Glad you decided to join the team lol. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Landing (D&amp;D 3.5) Character thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>31-07-2011, 16:32:31</strong>
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				Hope this works, just need a pic.<br><strong> Asfrid ...druid</strong><br><br>Asfrid was born to a small village, she was nothing special, as it was not unusual for a woman to die in childbirth, and her father chose the child over the mother, though perhaps he might have considered a different choice as the child should have been a boy. As it was as her father had to leave for war she was left in the care if the wise woman. However combat brings both gifts and death, and the babe in arms found herself without even a nursemaid, still the wolves that howled knew of the death and they sought out life too.<br><br>It was they found two children one older that was found by a blacksmith that needed an apprentice, he was from another village close by.&nbsp; &nbsp;The other a younger girl of little import was left. The wolves found her yet she was not food rather she became the 5th pup of a bitch that had recently birthed. Asfrid learned to hunt with her brothers and sisters and was happy enough, until the old man showed his face and took her away returned her human name and taught her as much as he was able to be a druid. For now one of her ‘siblings’ still runs with her, a grey wolf from the north…it is her companion. <br><br>The young woman learned the ways of the plants and herbs, of flora and fauna from the old man and as well as that some sort of balance. It was only when he knew that she was blessed that he truly took her on.<br><br>Upon his deathbed she took his final meal and left as he told her that he might understand so much more, and more importantly aid those that did not understand.<br><br><br>Asfrid though a wolf’s child as it were is often thoughtful and careful as she was taught by her mentor. She watches a great deal with a need to understand those about her. The druid&nbsp; does have a somewhat pack mentality for obvious reasons thus works well in a group. If there is a strong leader then the druid will follow and aid, if the leader is weak then she will challenge. For the most she is a quiet woman however woe betides anyone that might insult her ‘pack’ once it is established.<br><br>The Druid is a tall blond woman; she is lean with pale eyes. Certainly she is not what one would call pretty rather she is handsome. Her garments are simple and she carries little equipment, at her side though there is usually a large grey timber wolf, a bitch just as Asfrid is. She calls her sister... <br><br>(http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4106/4842499968_952c5df0bc.jpg)<br><br>(http://static.wix.com/media/47dcf38083981d7e36025d6396104aa9.wix_mp)<br><br><br><br>will try to organise a sheet<br><br>I am not&nbsp; overly good at it. <br><br>give me a WoD on and i can do it in a blink...dnd I am not so good at.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Landing (D&amp;D 3.5) Character thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Stia</strong> on <strong>01-08-2011, 12:13:03</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=114122.msg5003850#msg5003850">Quote from: Senti on 31-07-2011, 16:32:31</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">will try to organise a sheet<br><br>I am not&nbsp; overly good at it. <br><br>give me a WoD on and i can do it in a blink...dnd I am not so good at.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Shadax or I, or any one at Monday nights could help with that If need be. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Landing (D&amp;D 3.5) Character thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miyu</strong> on <strong>12-09-2011, 00:43:42</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://images.cryhavok.org/d/4010-2/Fantasy+Woman+Warrior.jpg)</div></div><br>Name: Ruby Lonestar<br><br>http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=328671 (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=328671)<br><br>Personality: She is a firecracker, she loves to have fun and just be silly when she is around people she likes. Most people would consider her a child or a girl that is a bit insane due to the fact that she acts like a child most of the time. However when in combat she is very different, she is serious and deadly, when she grabs that sword it's like another personality takes over her body and she is a fearless swords woman. <br><br>History: She was born in a small shack in the middle of a forest. Her mother died giving birth to her so she was raised by her father. She was thought how to fight and how to defend herself, how to use her rage as a weapon. Spending most of her life in training made her have muscles and still have a feminine look to her body. A couple of years later when her master and father died out of&nbsp; a sickness she decided to start her journey and help as much people as she could. With a new goal set in her mind she went inside a ship hoping to arrive to a new land soon and use her new found powers to the test against those who hurt people.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Landing (D&amp;D 3.5) Character thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ulthakptah</strong> on <strong>20-10-2011, 01:17:51</strong>
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				(http://i883.photobucket.com/albums/ac38/darklightninglupus/443390451_609d5b46b5.jpg?1290237948)<br><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Oathborn Shurkroat</span></strong> (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=255063)<br>Male LN Illumian Duskblade, <strong>Level</strong> 3, 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Landing (D&amp;D 3.5) Character thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aybara</strong> on <strong>20-10-2011, 01:42:10</strong>
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				<strong>Character Sheet:</strong> http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=337032 (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=337032)<br><strong>Name:</strong>Diego Orczy<br><strong>Class:</strong> Monk 1, Swashbuckler 2<br><br>Diego Orczy was raised in a monastery for much of his life headed towards a life of prayer and honing his physical and spiritual well being through martial arts but while he was still young before taking his vows Diego Orczy's life was to be changed forever, the monastery was attacked by a savage band of gnolls. Cast over the side of the cliff by the monastery by the cruel gnolls he fell into the cold waters. He was&nbsp; found and nursed back to health by a fisherman and his wife when they found him adrift near the coast.<br><br>He thanked them and wished he could repay them but had no money to his name so he worked on the farmstead for some time physical labor the only thing he could repay them with. He was accepting of this and they looked upon him as the son they never had, hard working, disciplined and eager to please and the way he blushed whenever a village girl looked at him meant he wasn't going to cause trouble in that area for years to come. Then one day the local lord increased the taxes to line his pockets. But the fisherman in his wife like their neighbours could not earn enough on either the land or sea to pay the new rates and he set out to evict them. While returning from the village Diego saw them hassling Lesley the neighbours daughter, the noble clearly out to have some fun at everyones expense. He stormed over and demanded they leave the girl alone. Confident with his two bodyguards there was nothing the boy could do to stop him the noble began to threaten him and making all sorts of vulgar remarks.<br><br>Filled with rage Diego while inches from the Noble's face gave in to his desire to do this man harm. He put his hand on the hilt of the nobles rapier while head butting him. The fop fell to the ground more out of suprise than the strength of the blow, his blade now in the hands of the upstart youth. The blade quickly found its way into the stomach of one of the nobles bodyguards before he turned to the other and said "I am Diego Orczy I have survived the fury of the gnolls and the ocean, do you wish to die to protect this evil man?" The guard needed little more excuse to run, the nobles love of gold and poor wages of his bodyguards meant they weren't going to risk their lives in a fair fight. Pleased his bluff had worked Diego turned to the nobleman "You are going to lower the taxes back to their previous fair level, I will be leaving but when I return if they have been raised by even a penny I will find you, you have left me with nothing to lose and you have much." Diego left the noble with a shallow slash across his chest before escaping into the sunset. It has been many years since but he still returns to the nobles holdings to check on him every few months and still carries the same rapier, a finely crafted weapon.<br>(http://img820.imageshack.us/img820/6331/inigomontoyax.jpg)[/URL (http://imageshack.us/photo/my-images/820/inigomontoyax.jpg/)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Landing (D&amp;D 3.5) Character thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Snake</strong> on <strong>20-10-2011, 18:37:18</strong>
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				<strong>Character Sheet:</strong> http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=338642 (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheetview.php?sheetid=338642) <br><strong>Name:</strong> Relyn Anayasha (Relyn of the Deepsea)<br><strong>Class:</strong> Ranger 3<br><br>(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v180/aeriyon/Lancer.png)<br><br>You want to know abou this past? Ask.
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