It seems that their characters had already died a few times in the dungeon that comes with the Pathfinder Beginner Box, so they were eager for me to play a cleric who could heal them if they got into hot water again. So I grabbed the pre-generated cleric character, changed her sex to male, named him "Kyras," and jumped right in. I immediately made it known that I was a servant of Serenrae, goddess of light and healing, and encouraged their characters to join me in asking for my goddess' blessings for our adventuring party. They quickly wearied of Kyras's in-your-face evangelism. Kyras eventually took the hint, and they got on with the adventure.
The best part was after we killed the goblin king and one of his minions. I said, "I check the goblin king's corpse to see what he had."
Livie said, "Yeah! Let's steal their stuff!"
"Excuse me?" I responded, admonishing her. "Shouldn't it go to the orphans?"
Sophie squinted in confusion and silently mouthed the question, Orphans? She hadn't mentioned any orphans. Nora was equally perplexed and loudly demanded to know what orphans I was referring to. But Livie, always a quick study, knew what I was up to and just smacked her forehead with her palm and groaned.
Since Nora was still confused, I elaborated. "The goblins stole these things from the villagers they killed. They really belong to the village. The temple of Serenrae believes the money should be spent to feed and house the village orphans."
Livie's character did not agree. After all, she was the one putting her life on the line to rid the village of these monstrous threats. She lobbied for a three-way split. When the cleric refused to budge, she played her ace. "Ok," she countered. "What if I just walk out of here and leave you two here alone, and the villagers all get killed because you can't kill the dragon? How will your orphans do then, hmm?"
"You have a good point," I admitted, and we agreed to an even split, although Nora's character announced she would be helping the orphans too.
"I couldn't help but notice you're wearing the ring of protection you found," added Livie slyly, pointing out my hypocrisy.
"I need to survive," I retorted. "For the orphans, of course."
Heh, reminds me of the game I'm running for my younger siblings ... and one of my friends. He too is the trolly paladin who stops the party from following the path to maximum fun and rianbows all the time.
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