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<!DOCTYPE html PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.01//EN" "http://www.w3.org/TR/html4/strict.dtd">
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<html><head>
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<meta content="text/html; charset=ISO-8859-1" http-equiv="content-type">
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<title>pathfinder</title>
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</head><body style="background-color: rgb(66, 38, 24); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" alink="#ee0000" link="#0000ee" vlink="#551a8b">
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<span style="color: rgb(253, 240, 187);"></span>
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<div style="text-align: center; background-color: rgb(66, 38, 24); color: rgb(253, 240, 187);"><img style="width: 500px; height: 148px;" alt="The Paper Pilot's Pathfinder Role Playing Group" src="images/Pathfinder_500.jpeg"><br>
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<iframe src="https://drive.google.com/embeddedfolderview?id=0B4xCmMA9eS2jfmJYWVAwLVEtUWtGUzZ4c0FMeVd4REllc1hzM2IxelQ0T1M1NFZBTU1kQmM#grid" frameborder="0" height="310" width="1200"></iframe><br>
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<table style="text-align: left; width: 90%; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; height: 420px;" cellspacing="20">
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<tbody>
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<tr>
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<td style="vertical-align: top;"><iframe src="https://www.google.com/calendar/embed?showTitle=0&showNav=0&showDate=0&showPrint=0&showTabs=0&showCalendars=0&showTz=0&mode=AGENDA&height=600&wkst=1&bgcolor=%23ffffff&src=gdr0qvls142852aov6epdm58gk%40group.calendar.google.com&color=%23B1365F&ctz=America%2FChicago" style="border: 1px solid rgb(119, 119, 119);" frameborder="0" height="420" scrolling="no" width="400"></iframe><br>
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</td>
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<td style="vertical-align: top; width: 100%; text-align: left;"><iframe src="https://trello.com/b/8bEWAeb1.html" frameborder="0" height="420" width="100%"></iframe><br>
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</td>
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</tr>
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</tbody>
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</table>
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<div style="text-align: center;"> Your best source for all things
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Pathfinder:<br>
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<div style="text-align: center;" id="irc_mimg"><a href="http://www.d20pfsrd.com/"><img style="border: 0px solid ; width: 244px; height: 100px;" alt="d20pfsrd" src="http://rpg.org/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/d20pfsrd.png"></a><br>
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</div>
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<big><big><big><big><span style="font-weight: bold;">Meet the Party</span></big></big></big></big><big><big><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br>
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</span></big></big>
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<div style="text-align: left;"><big><big><span style="font-weight: bold;">IRKIGI</span>:</big></big><br>
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I grew up in a tribe less than 20 miles from the nearest village. There
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were major Orc rivalries surrounding the village. They all had the same
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goal of taking over the village. Our tribe, the Miryks, won
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control after a 9 year war. My father, an Orc named Itan, became the
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head of the guard, while my mother, a human named Illia, became a
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priestess. I was born a month before the disaster.<br>
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Word got out that Orcs had taken over a village under human rule, and
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foreigners came with an immense army to reclaim the land. More than
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doubling the Orcs in troops, they won with ease. I was given to the
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forest in hopes that my instincts would help me survive.<br>
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l learned to heighten my senses enough to survive for a few years.
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Then, I was attacked by a giant snake. I would have died if not for my
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newest friend Kalvin. He was my mentor from then on out. He taught me
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everything I know. He taught by forcing me into situations- climbing,
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swimming, fighting. He was the best at everything, and taught me how to
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be to. Now, if anything gets close I become a monster.<br>
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My rage can be a problem. It began the moment Kalvin was attacked. Some
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hunters found our cave, and he was fatally injured. I killed every last
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hunter in the providence. When I finally calmed down, I met Lee and
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Isaac, and we've been friends ever since.<br>
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<br>
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<big style="font-weight: bold;"><big>Lee:</big></big><br>
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<font size="3">Lee
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is a half-elf whose father was a traveller who married an elf. Lee grew
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up to age 9 learning how to be agile and shoot the bow until the
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village was attacked by a horde of Vampires with an undead horde. His
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parents were killed by a head vampire and that’s when he fled. Lee took
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a horse and escaped to the nearest city. While there he did what any
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orphaned child does in a city; he learned the thieves trade.</font></div>
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</div>
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</div>
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</head>
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</body></html>
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<body style="background-color: rgb(66, 38, 24); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" alink="#ee0000" link="#0000ee" vlink="#551a8b">
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<div style="text-align: center; background-color: rgb(66, 38, 24); color: rgb(253, 240, 187);">
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<img style="width: 500px; height: 148px;" alt="The Paper Pilot's Pathfinder Role Playing Group" src="images/Pathfinder_500.jpeg">
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<br>
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<iframe src="https://drive.google.com/embeddedfolderview?id=0B4xCmMA9eS2jfmJYWVAwLVEtUWtGUzZ4c0FMeVd4REllc1hzM2IxelQ0T1M1NFZBTU1kQmM#grid" frameborder="0" height="310" width="1200"></frame>
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<br>
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<table style="text-align: left; width: 90%; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; height: 420px;" cellspacing="20">
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<tbody>
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<tr>
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<td style="vertical-align: top;">
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<iframe src="https://www.google.com/calendar/embed?showTitle=0&showNav=0&showDate=0&showPrint=0&showTabs=0&showCalendars=0&showTz=0&mode=AGENDA&height=600&wkst=1&bgcolor=%23ffffff&src=gdr0qvls142852aov6epdm58gk%40group.calendar.google.com&color=%23B1365F&ctz=America%2FChicago"
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style="border: 1px solid rgb(119, 119, 119);" frameborder="0" height="420" scrolling="no" width="400"></iframe>
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<br>
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</td>
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<td style="vertical-align: top; width: 100%; text-align: left;">
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<iframe src="https://trello.com/b/8bEWAeb1.html" frameborder="0" height="420" width="100%"></iframe>
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<br>
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</td>
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</tr>
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</tbody>
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</table>
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<div style="text-align: center;"> Your best source for all things Pathfinder:
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<br>
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<div style="text-align: center;" id="irc_mimg">
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<a href="http://www.d20pfsrd.com/">
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<img style="border: 0px solid ; width: 244px; height: 100px;" alt="d20pfsrd" src="http://rpg.org/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/d20pfsrd.png">
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</a>
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<br>
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</div>
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<big>
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<big>
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<big>
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<big>
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">Meet the Party</span>
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</big>
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<div style="text-align: left;">
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<big>
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<big>
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">IRKIGI</span>:</big>
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</big>
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<br> I grew up in a tribe less than 20 miles from the nearest village. There were major Orc rivalries surrounding the village. They all had the same goal of taking over the village. Our tribe, the Miryks, won control after a 9 year war. My father,
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an Orc named Itan, became the head of the guard, while my mother, a human named Illia, became a priestess. I was born a month before the disaster.
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<br> Word got out that Orcs had taken over a village under human rule, and foreigners came with an immense army to reclaim the land. More than doubling the Orcs in troops, they won with ease. I was given to the forest in hopes that my instincts would
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help me survive.
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<br> l learned to heighten my senses enough to survive for a few years. Then, I was attacked by a giant snake. I would have died if not for my newest friend Kalvin. He was my mentor from then on out. He taught me everything I know. He taught by forcing
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me into situations- climbing, swimming, fighting. He was the best at everything, and taught me how to be to. Now, if anything gets close I become a monster.
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<br> My rage can be a problem. It began the moment Kalvin was attacked. Some hunters found our cave, and he was fatally injured. I killed every last hunter in the providence. When I finally calmed down, I met Lee and Isaac, and we've been friends
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ever since.
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<br>
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<br>
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<big style="font-weight: bold;">
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<big>Lee:</big>
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</big>
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<br>
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<font size="3">Lee is a half-elf whose father was a traveller who married an elf. Lee grew up to age 9 learning how to be agile and shoot the bow until the village was attacked by a horde of Vampires with an undead horde. His parents were killed by a head vampire and that’s when he fled. Lee took a horse and escaped to the nearest city. While there he did what any orphaned child does in a city; he learned the thieves trade.</font>
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</div>
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</div>
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</div>
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