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Swords And Sorcery: The 5th Province

@knighthawk
Oh, of course. Old dogs still know their old tricks, that's why they're more valuable alive than dead.
That's why they get the comfy seats and beds in the king's court instead of a cot near the front lines. Not to say those jaws don't still have rows of nasty teeth in them as well as a grip of tricks and >10 different tactics on how to use them to make your life a living hell.
(Character philosophy)

Also *high-five for Pathfinder*
<3 the simplification of the multiclass system as well as making fighters viable in in later levels without the pressure to multiclass.

Swords And Sorcery: The 5th Province

@knighthawk
I'm guessing the chief battle-master is more of a title than anything. A veteran whose proven himself to the point where he doesn't have to prove himself any more...or so his appointers think. I'd imagine it'd get into the whole "Back in my prime, when I was allowed to be on the field instead of telling others what to do on the field..." kinda thing.
Sad how age effects people.

But that's just my take.

Swords And Sorcery: The 5th Province

The Black Knight of Ispar

Name: "Jericho Kaite" (Kaitra J. Elzbrn)
Age: 45 (Equivalent to 25ish with the elven side)
Height: 1.78m
Weight: 61.2kg (not counting gear)
Class: Knight
Race: Half-elf (Human Father/Elf Mother)

Appearance

Weapons & Equipment
-Steel roundshield (blacksteel front with signs of a crest that had been pried out and filed down to unrecognizable scuffs)
-Masterwork longsword
-Silver Shortsword (sheathed in shield)
-The remnants of The Black Knight of Ispar's Thornplate

Skills and Abilities

Elvish Traits- Elves learn at a young age to substitute sleep with a type of meditation which requires less time than conventional sleep in order to feel well rested. Dim lighting poses little hindrance thanks to their eyes which rapidly adjust to light (pitch black is still pitch black).

Left-Handed - Most combat styles are meant to combat against right-handed wielders. The left-handed combat style can sometimes catch humanoid-type opponents off guard.

Hearty- Being born and raised in the cold of Ispar, Kaite has undergone strenuous sparring a is disciplined to shrug off most superficial injuries as well as a stark resiliency to cold. Kaite is surprisingly strong and agile for her build (You won't see her doing much acrobatics, but a 1v1 fight is greatly discouraged)

Bio: There began a legend that was whispered in the of Ispar some 15 years ago of a romance between a Human magician and an Elven blacksmith. That was the point when the tragedy began to come to light, and the good people of that frozen town woke up to the tale I intend to tell...

I remember watching mother train father with the sword. Sometimes the bark of wooden swords upon each other would wake me in the morning and I would watch their dance. He wasn't much, physically, heh...but he loved to cheat. With his magic, that is...
Love bound them, even after my brother was killed by the guard over petty theft.
I didn't see much of father after that, and one day, he simply never returned. Mother told me that he had left to settle the score with the man who put my brother up to the task. Soon afterwards, she wished for me to let her train me to be as good of a knight as father had come to be, so that I may use it to good unto the world where evil would manifest as your friend from birth...
I'd received my fair share of lumps and scratches from training, but I wore them like a tabard. I knew what I was doing, and so did the guard who thought I could benefit more from 'proper' training. Unlike my classmates, my first kill didn't come until it was far too late for me to learn the weight of my actions.

There was a rumor of a man clad in ebony black steel who wielded both sword and magic to accost students who hoped to make pilgrimage to the universities of Ispar. Convinced that the lead I had was solid, I hunted the rogue knight. I was certain, at first, that is was just a spook story of a bandit chieftain...until I was knee deep in my men's blood and charred remains. Every swing the man took was deliberate and calculated, though I was never harmed; a mistake I capitalized on...and a mistake on my end which proved to be my own undoing.
There did lie in the suit of steel, my father. I was so foolish, barely over myself to be able to hear anything he said. Angry, ashamed...I rejected him in the moment. I'm sure he had a reason for his actions. Rage against the town and wanting to ward off travelers in the hopes to cripple the economy? Senile descent? Inlaced evil? Some combination?
Before I could collect myself enough to ask, he was gone...leaving me in a field of scarlet-stained snow and a half tattered suit of my father's armor.
I stole what I could...and that's how the song truly ends, as I fled for Alvion with the gold wrenched from the frozen figures of the already cold corpses...and enough shame that I feared the ship would simply sink from the burden I had since come to terms with...mostly. The armor is a constant reminder. Of also, the mother who's thought the last of her family dead at the hands of her insane husband.
Her travels from port would lead Kaite through various odd jobs dealing with bandits along the way where her craft was more thoroughly honed.

(Subject to change?)
Edit: Picture fixed

Swords And Sorcery: The 5th Province

@Dynamo Frokane Essentially. Its a bit more complicated than that, though.

Relevant to dnd standards, what would be the "level" limit to our characters' powers? (assuming you know dnd standards >_> (1-20(1 being any jobber who knows how to do what they do enough to affiliate with a 'class', 20 being kicking down deity's doors and demanding rent)))

Forest of Secrets (Reborn) [OPEN]

Too many ships will clog the harbor.
Best get your papers in order before setting sail...
*Noisily straitens papers and tips glasses down to look over the rim with one eye*

In Hunting Beasts and Nightmares

In a modern-!
That...that changes everything! D;

I think?
I'm not confused, its just that new information keeps 180-ing every character I want to make...

Lol, I'm just going to wait until other people post their characters before even starting on one.

In Hunting Beasts and Nightmares

Ah.

I think I'm the one whose misread the conversation.
I now understand that we start with essentially nothing.

In Hunting Beasts and Nightmares

...
How do our characters "have" the gear we start with? Not get, have.

I'm just going to 'out with it'. I wanted to make a runaway duke of sorts who (I don't know enough about the plot or how to combat amnesia through pre-character building) came to the land with relatively standard gear for all practical purposes.

I just wanted to play Dad-guy. :T
The habit for caring for his people when he was driven from his land turning into fatherly instinct. (Solid physical, no magic)

In Hunting Beasts and Nightmares

How op is a greatsword forged with rippling alloys of unknown foreign metals with a silver etching in a floral design running up the flat of the blade?

Not magical, just expensive to make and hinting to regality of some sort.

Also: What is the policy on multiple characters, since the OOC has 20 openings...

In Hunting Beasts and Nightmares

Oh, well, okay >_<
*digs through the trash to find pic*