Pandora Tubilderborst -
Last updated 07/08/2004Level: 7
Hit points: 70 / 70
Armor Class: -1
Character Race: Human (Child of the Dead God Bane)
Character Class: Fighter
Character Alignment: Chaotic Good
Deity: Lathander
Age: 17
Sex: Female
Height: 5' 5"
Weight: 129 lbs.
Hair: Red
Eyes: Gray
General Description:
You see a girl clad in a form fitting suit of Scale Armor made from the scales of a Blue Dragon. She stands barely over five feet, and due to her somewhat baby-like face, she can be from anywhere to fifteen to twenty years of age. She has red hair that's rather short in the back, and a little longer in the front. When she relaxes, her bangs nearly cover her eyes, causing her to sigh and quickly push them back out of the way. Multiple freckles dot her well-tanned face, gathering mostly on her cheeks and nose. . Around her waist, she wears a thick leather belt with several pouches and a longsword. Lastly, on her back, she wears an ancient backpack, most likely several times older than she is, and contains an extra pound or two of patches and stitches.
Weapon Proficiencies
Battle Axe - Proficient
Long Sword - Master
Quarterstaff - Proficient
Short Bow - Proficient
Non - Weapon Proficiencies
Healing +1 Bonus to Skill from training
Herbalism (1/2 Slots - In progress, Learning from Adrienne and Trystan)
Hunting
Land Based Riding
Read/Write Common
Swimming
Languages:
Common, Elf, Regional Dialect (Dalelands)
Equipment & Possessions |
Location |
Medium Shield +1 |
Strapped to back |
Kilara's Blue Dragon Scale Armor |
Worn - Body |
Sparks - Intelligent Longsword +3, +5 vs lawful |
Worn - Right Hip |
Field Plate Armor +1 - Blessed by Lathander |
Stored |
Long Sword +1 |
Stored |
Potion of Cure Serious Wounds (2d8 left) |
Backpack |
Good Quality Cloak |
Worn - Back |
Leather Gloves |
Worn - Hands |
Soft Riding Boots |
Worn - Feet |
Pantaloons |
Worn - Legs |
Quiver w/24 Arrows |
Left Shoulder |
Short Bow |
Right Shoulder |
Cold Iron Long Sword w/Scabbard |
Scabbard - Horse |
Quarterstaff |
Stored on Horse |
Saddle Bags Rope 50', Whetstone, Grappling Hook, Soap |
Quiver w/40 arrows |
Dry Rations 1 week, Flint & Steel, Healers Bag (Full), Journal, Short Bow, Torch x5, Wineskin, Writing Quill, Ink, Small Tent, Bedroll & Blanket, Waterskin, Lantern (3 bottles of oil), Armor care kit, Extra set of clothes, pajamas |
Backpack |
Monetary Treasure:
Platinum |
3 |
Gold |
17 |
Silver |
0 |
Electrum |
4 |
Copper |
7 |
Gems |
10 gp - 50 gp - 100 gp - 500 gp - 1000 gp - |
Magic items:
Medium Shield +1
Field Plate +1 - Blessed by Lathander
Potion of CSW (2d8 dose left)
Long Sword +2 Giant Slayer
Long Sword +1
Blue Dragon Scale Armor - Kilara's Dragon Scale Armor, named after the warrior priest Kilara Stormsinger who killed a old blue dragon and had the armor crafted. The armor reduces lightning damage by 50%, Automatic saves vs Lightning. PC's get a normal save to reduce damage to 1/4 or none at all. Base AC is 3. The armor also enhances Strength and Constitution by 3 points each. The wearer is vulnerable to fire damage, and saves vs fire are made with a -8 penalty.
Sparks - Longsword +3, +5 vs Lawful creatures. INT 17, Speech, Telepathy, read languages, read magic. Alignment CN, Esp 60' Radius (2 turns/day), Special Purpose - defeat Lawful creatures - Power Insanity, Special damage +3d6 lighting per hit, Chain Lighting 10HD 1/day, Lightning Bolt 10hd 2/day, languages common, orc, gnoll, bugbear, dwarven EGO 29 Personality 46
Animal Companions:
Stomper - Heavy War Horse - Ac 4 (Chain Barding), MV: 15, HP 33, ATT: 1-8/1-8 - Thac0: 17
Friends/Allies
Tamshan - Male Bard - Harper - Lives in Shadowdale
Sabrina (Druid/Foster-Mother of sorts)
Gunthor (Dwarven blacksmith and sparring partner).
Jhaele SIlvermane (Owner of the Old Skull).
Background:
Pandora sees herself as an intelligent, witty person who always knows what’s she up against, and is looked up upon by all she meets. She sees herself as being very open-minded about many things, and feels she’s ready to tackle new challenges as quickly as they appear.
Character History
This is the personal journal of one Pandora Tubilderborst.
Anyone caught reading this will be smacked silly.
And that goes DOUBLE to you, Trawlats!
Eleasias 25:
I actually had very little desires to bring my journal with me during this trip, after all, it was only gonna be for just a few days. However, my boss at the bookstore -demanded- I take some sort of diary with me , maybe a scrapbook I could make to collect all sorts of goodies. She even gave me this book for free, which is a kinda odd coming from ol’ Penny-Pinching-Pauline. Any-who, as I write this, I'm riding in this old covered wagon, and heading out of Shadowdale, where I'm gonna meet the world famous Volo, and pick up a few books Pauline wanted me to get, so this is actually sorta a business and pleasure trip. Beyond my current trip, nothing terribly exciting happened. Geez, this is so boring.
Eleasias 26:
Nothing of interest today. It’s actually kinda comfy riding in this, but it’s so boring and nobody really wants to talk. And to make maters worse, there’s an old gnome sitting across from me and he’s got this huge wart on his nose, even worse is that he’s got a very large hair growing out of it. I wonder if anyone has told him about it.
Eleasias 27:
Yes. Quite a few people have told him about it. Jerk.
Eleint 1:
Finally, we’re here! After what seemed like forever, we’re finally here. I’m writing this at the Golden Coach. It’s a rather pleasant little place. Right now it’s kinda late, so I’m gonna keep this short. Tomorrow night, I’m gonna meet the greatest traveler and storyteller that ever walked the land. I’m getting goose-pimples just thinking about it.
Eleint 2:
Wow! What a day! Spent the whole day listening to Volo’s stories..Sure, there were a few other people there, but Volo was the one who packed the room. After the stories, he signed books, and I got too actually talk with him. Gods! He was really sweet, a bit older and a bit chubbier than his picture on his last book, but still, I got to meet him. After that, I decided to head back to the Golden Coach for a bit of super. Once there I noticed they had an entertainer performing for the dinner-crowd. I was able to snatch a decent seat, and listened to the guy while having my meal. He wasn’t bad of course, after listening to the master at work, it wouldn’t be fair to judge this guy.. Who I later learned was named Conner Gates. After his little show, he stopped over at my table to chat with a girl who had taken the seat next to me, and of course myself. He seemed like an alright guy, but he was showing all the signs Sabrina used to warn me about. Even odder, he wanted me and this girl to join him now get this, in traveling caravan as guards! Me? Ha! I politely turned him down. After all, I do have a life and a job in Shadowdale. The girl on the other-hand was long in his pocket.. Poor thing probably spent the night with him as well. After that, it was in the sack, which I’m in right now. After some sleep, I need to head over to the book-shoppe and pick up the books Pauline had wanted, and I also need to write up an order for Volo’s next book, "Once Around The Realms". He was rather proud of his upcoming novel. Originally, he had planned to have copies available with him, but due to technical difficulties, the books would be late. I’m supposed to meet a Mister Passepout back at the shoppe and order a case of the books for the store. It should take awhile to come, but it’s well worth it. Even fussy-face Elminster himself is looking forward to a copy. He said he needed to read something funny for a change. Yesh! Everyone’s a critic. J
Eleint ???
This is so much. I don’t know what to write. While I was sleeping, I was kidnapped by someone..I have a feeling it was Conner. As I write this, I’m sitting in a somewhat tiny sort of cell. The guard had just tossed in my things, including this book. He must of drugged my drink, cause that’s the only way they could of got into my room and dragged me off. I would of awoken! I’m a light sleeper. So here I am..Waiting. I haven’t seen Conner yet, but I’m sure he’s somewhere, planning something horrible for me. Gods help me.
Eleint ???
This keeps getting weirder and weirder. I got the guard’s attention and started to talk with him. He was so strange, and so sad. And for no reason, well, there was some heated discussion, but anyways, he just let me go! He blind-folded me and lead me out from wherever I was placed in. Just like that. I wonder where Conner was at. Maybe Conner did something to him to make him betray him. As I’m writing this, I’m in the middle of godsknowwhere, and sitting by a fire. This strange fellow is across from me, watching me with those strange, blank eyes.
Eleint ???
It’s morning, and just as he told me he would be, he is gone. And I’m all alone, and I haven’t the slightest idea where I am. Guess this is it journal.
Eleint 20
Well, it’s been days since I’ve written, course it’s not like I had the time. After wandering by myself for days, I ran into a young halfling named Breeze, and a girl named Nika. They’re like night and day. Breezie is a very hyperactive gregarious sorta chatty-bit of a person, while Nika is sorta shy, and she blushes on the drop of a coin. After chatting, and finding out they were on the run, or something, we found our way to the city of Daerlun. Breeze rented a room, and some much need baths at this placed called the ‘Bitter Sword’. Finally, I could get some proper rest, and get my wits back together. Hopefully we can scrap up some money so I can head home, but it seems I’m rather far away.. I decided it might be for the best to head to Selgaunt. That’s where that kidnapping fiend Conner wanted to go..He’s probably there trying to lure more girls into his trap. Oddly enough we ran into a group of guys who worked for some caravan (What is with that?) company who just happened to be heading that way. Unlike Conner, these guys looked more trust-worthy.. Although this fella named Ambarion, struck me as rather odd. He even drew a cute little sketch of us three while we were eating. And along with the others, there was this strangest dwarf.. He was shaved bald, completely.. Maybe I should of asked him why, but now that I remember, dwarves who shave like that, are usually dishonored by their clan.. Or something. Anyways, things just couldn’t go all nice and easy for me..Nope. Just when I was starting to get comfortable in my chair, these guys burst into tavern, holding this guy, who I later learned was named Dravnor. Anyways as soon as he came in, I noticed this creepy little guy get all nervous and flee the room. For some odd reason, I decided to take it upon myself to follow this guy. Thankfully the others followed. The wounded man was quickly patched up by this great big fella of a priest who joined us at our table. To make a very long story short, quite abit happened after this. Lots of running, screaming, and later two fallen guys. One was that creepy guy, the other was a guard. After this, I was escorted back to the inn. As I write this, I’m about to get some sleep. First time I’ve slept in a bed for days. I hope Breezie and Nika are alright.
Eleint 21
Gods my life gets odder by the day. Had another dream about undead..Like those that attacked me years ago. This can’t be a good sign. As soon as I awoke, I saw Breeze, she was playing with one of Nika’s boots. It seems she was taken away by some group that Breeze had ticked off. The only thing we had was the symbol inscribed onto the boot. I decided it would be me who would find out what the symbol means. Breeze wasn’t much help. So as things tend to happen, while we were heading over to the market place, horrible monsters decided to pop in for a few bites. Will my life ever be ‘normal’ again? I was utterly useless in the fight, which isn’t a shock, but that dwarf Rend. He fought like an army! Even when he lost his weapon, he kept at it, until the monsters were stopped, or destroyed. Actually, now that I think about it, I did some good in battle. I was able to trick a few of the monsters into running into each other. I think..But Rend was the true hero of the scene. Even after all the torture the beast did to him,Rend returned kept at it..Damn, he’s good. After Rend was fixed up,and we all got some rest, the whole lot of us headed to this guy named Unaren the Elder. I showed him the symbol on the boot, and he showed me the door. He had to spend some time with the symbol. Hours later, we popped over again, and he stated that it belonged to some death-cult called the "Brother Hood." That can’t be good.
Eleint 26:
Yeah. Once again, its been ages since I’ve written. Just nothing much has gone on. We’re off to Mulhessen. I believe------
Eleint 29:
I don’t know what to do..While writing my journal, I feel asleep. Got ink all over..Then I woke to some horrible screaming, and before I could even blink, there was pain..blood, and then darkness..When I awoke, it was the 29th, and poor Breezie was taken away from me. I’ve never considered myself a crier, but that day I couldn’t stop. She and another man were killed during a battle against some sort of bat-things..I was told she fought bravely..My respect for Ambarion grows even deeper..He healed me up as good as new..Not even a scar, well, I do feel one on my heart..something he’ll never heal..Even though I only knew her for a short time, I felt a strong bond between her..Is this gonna happen to everyone I care for now?
Eleint 30:
I’m finding it rather hard to write..The group hired two men to replace the fallen.. Two mercenaries.. One named Alec, and a rather cold-fish named Ygurd. Typical of their type, they're all muscles and no personality. Oddly enough, I’ll be doing some guard work myself during the ceremonies tomorrow. Looks like I’ve decided I’m gonna be a warrior like Rend. He’ll train me, and soon, I’ll be nearly as good as he. My first real ‘warrior test’ came after I had purchased my new gear. I was heading back to the inn, when a couple of guys tried to pull me into an alleyway. Again, ol’ Sabrina’s words of wisdom popped in. No way in hell was I gonna go down with a fight..And fight I did. While I ended up bruised and dizzy after the fight, two of my attackers were laying on the ground looking far worse than I, and another was running off with slightly soggy trousers. Thankfully a few guards were close by to nab ‘em, and help me out. Rend is gonna be proud. And as always, Amber was there to fix me up.
Higharvestide:
Finally, a somewhat peaceful day. We did the whole guard-thing without any problems. I think most thieves noticed Rend’s dirty looks and decided to head for some easier targets. After that, we took in some light entertainment. I still believe nobody holds a candle to Volo, but this gal was a good entertainer and Amber really got a kick out of her. Guy blushed more than poor Nika.
Some mess went on with a bird getting fried, but I was so wrapped up on my soon to be upcoming future as a warrior, I just didn’t care.
Marpenoth 1:
Just lots of boring travel. Rend got me to drink some sorta ‘warrior drink’. Tasted kinda like prune juice that an ogre had spit out right into my mouth. I had to show the ol’ dwarf and the whole lot of them that I was tough enough. Gods I feel so sick.
Marpenoth 10:
Again. Nothing much to report. Lots of travel, but I’m getting some lessons from Rend.And I see Amber is writing a journal like I am..At least I think he’s doing it. As always, he’s a savior, especially after one of Rend’s lessons..Shame Amber’s so much older than me.. Looks like things are finally starting to brighten up.