a role no longer played
Tonight, we pour a flagon of mead out in honor of Plinq, the elven hunter, who died valiantly under the maul of the bewitched dwarven king he was trying to save. His arrows were true, and his wilderness tracking skills peerless, and his heart trusting. Sometimes too trusting, but that was just part of his charm (and largely due to his crappy “”sense motive”” modifier).
And, it was probably just as well that he fell in battle when he did, as I’m likely going to have to be absent from this particular gaming table for at least a few weeks. It’ll let the rest of the party have some adventures while I’m gone, and I shall rejoin the party as a new companion when I return.
I’m thinking a cleric/healer this time, because the lack of one in this party is why I’m writing this post to begin with.
