The sewers of the city of Korvosa are filled with horrors. "Down here be monsters" reads a warning painted on a wall. Erundyl knows the sewers, almost as well as he knows the streets and their inhabitants.
A thief, a jester, an assasin or just a nice boy. He was born with the advantage of being able to learn quickly. Quicker than others that now fill the graves. His parents did their best to educate him, untill he was kidnapped and kept away from them. He was them forced to work for a lesser crime lord as another thug kid, ripping bags and picking pockes. He did it well, and so he survived, but when his "boss" died, darker creatures came to take his place. He was soon found by the wererats of the city, which thought the boy was a nice add to their group... and gave him their "gift". They were right. Erundyl grew a very good reputation among the rat lychanthropes. And it was then when his mother found him, and everything came to normality, more or less.
He lived some more months with the elves of Korvosa, away from the city because of the plague that was asolating the city. Then his mother came back. Mother and son started a new life with their new family, and he had to accept his step-father as one of them.
As years went by, Erundyl never forgot his old life. But instead of stealing for a living, he was now stealing just to have fun, and live adventures. But his biggest -and hardest- adventure was about to begin. Along with his friends Maximilian and Elsbeth, he followed the trail of the resurrection of one of the Runelords, one of the most powerful magicians the world of Golarion has ever met. But that is another story, and I´m not a good storyteller
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Erundyl, half-elf rogue character from "Raise of the Runelords" a setting by Paizo Pathfinder, to be played with Dungeons and Dragons.
A thief, a jester, an assasin or just a nice boy. He was born with the advantage of being able to learn quickly. Quicker than others that now fill the graves. His parents did their best to educate him, untill he was kidnapped and kept away from them. He was them forced to work for a lesser crime lord as another thug kid, ripping bags and picking pockes. He did it well, and so he survived, but when his "boss" died, darker creatures came to take his place. He was soon found by the wererats of the city, which thought the boy was a nice add to their group... and gave him their "gift". They were right. Erundyl grew a very good reputation among the rat lychanthropes. And it was then when his mother found him, and everything came to normality, more or less.
He lived some more months with the elves of Korvosa, away from the city because of the plague that was asolating the city. Then his mother came back. Mother and son started a new life with their new family, and he had to accept his step-father as one of them.
As years went by, Erundyl never forgot his old life. But instead of stealing for a living, he was now stealing just to have fun, and live adventures. But his biggest -and hardest- adventure was about to begin. Along with his friends Maximilian and Elsbeth, he followed the trail of the resurrection of one of the Runelords, one of the most powerful magicians the world of Golarion has ever met. But that is another story, and I´m not a good storyteller
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Erundyl, half-elf rogue character from "Raise of the Runelords" a setting by Paizo Pathfinder, to be played with Dungeons and Dragons.
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Fantasy
Species Mammal (Other)
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File Size 171.2 kB
I love rpgs, looking through the books, thinking up characters and scenerios, cultivating friendships over a game with snacks and Mountain Dew...There is a kind of beautiful mystique there that you can't get from video games.
Whenever there's a game going on at the local comic shop, I'll occasionally look in on them. Without intruding, of course! Each game is different and has different people playing, but the one thing that invariably goes through my mind is always the same: "I wish I could hear."
Then I turn and walk away.
Whenever there's a game going on at the local comic shop, I'll occasionally look in on them. Without intruding, of course! Each game is different and has different people playing, but the one thing that invariably goes through my mind is always the same: "I wish I could hear."
Then I turn and walk away.
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