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Female Human Winter Witch 6; Init +2; Senses Perception +3; AC 16 (+2 Dex., +4 mage armour); hp 59/46; Fort +4; Ref +4; Will +7

When in doubt, offer them something they might like as compensation! But don't make it sound like payment.


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

The dragon Perlavish crosses his small arms as he curls up on a limb about eye level.

Tyg sets to rubbing her back legs together making a noise much like a cricket.

"Hummmm." says Perlavish looking deep in thought

He turns to tyg "Hay make that voice for them."

Tyg looks sheepish, "Well it's really for that ghost figure we have been working on...."

Suddenly from behind you a deeply haunting voice that makes the hair stand up on you neck calls out...
"Get out! Get out! I will suck the marrow from your bones!"


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

"Eep!"

The fey's warning doesn't do much to lessen the impact that voice has on Elaina. The ranger nearly jumps out of her skin as the hair on the back of her neck stands on end.

"W-w-well, I think you certainly succeeded in make it creepy enough." she tells them as she looks around nervously, just in case.

Perception, just in case: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

Seraph smiles and claps her hands together as Pervalish encourages Tyg to perform the deed. "Please Tyg~"

However, the act causes her to shiver as the fog coupled with the creepy eerie warning stirred up some of her more repressed fears. Staying focused she claps her hands in admiration. "That was great Tyg, that would scare the heeby jeebies out of normal folk!"

Focusing on what Elaina had said previously she continued. "What would you both want in return for helping us? As Elaina said we'll still visit, because you both are great fun~"


Female Human Winter Witch 6; Init +2; Senses Perception +3; AC 16 (+2 Dex., +4 mage armour); hp 59/46; Fort +4; Ref +4; Will +7

Look behind you! >_<;


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

Elaina's back is to a tree, but she is looking around.


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

Perlavish looks at you some more.....

"I have been wanting a pipe, I saw a human with one once and thought I should try it..."

Tyg looks funny..
"A silver comb for my hair."

Perlavish adds
"What would you ask of us to do? Scare the bandits?"


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

"I believe we can get something you'll like," Elaina says as she settles back down, pulling the blanket on her shoulders close against the chill of the coming night.

"You can scare the bandits if you like, we just really need them to be as disorganized as you can get them."

The ranger shivers a little and she looks up to both Tyg and Perlavish. "Are you two sure you're not cold? The chills getting to me and I'm normally on of the last ones to notice."


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

Just in case Seraph glances over her shoulder, casually, to make sure nothing was behind her...

She hoped Pervalish and Tyg didnt notice...


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

Meanwhile at Bokkens hut....

Spoiler:

{b]"Did I ever tell you about my brother. He was a son of a b$*~# that one. I heard he lives somewhere in the woods in the greenbelt, I thought about going after him once, but he is mean as all get out!"[/b]

In the fey woods.....

Spoiler:

"DO we want to confuse the bandits in the fort or try and keep new ones from joining up?"


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

"Confuse them. We're going to have some nice people help us get rid of them, or get them to surrender, but if you guys help us confuse them, we might be able to keep a lot of people from getting hurt." Elaina says.


Female Human Winter Witch 6; Init +2; Senses Perception +3; AC 16 (+2 Dex., +4 mage armour); hp 59/46; Fort +4; Ref +4; Will +7

"I am sorry to hear you have family troubles," Asta says, politely. "Now... Do you have any woad for sale?"


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

Seraph nods in agreement with Elaina. "Exactly~ Maybe they could turn them all into..." She looks at Elaina. "... Nevermind~"


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

"Into what?" Elaina asks innocently.

She really doesn't have any idea what Seraph was about to say.


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

"You know, hairy beast, wooden doll men, women. and distracting stuff like that~" Seraph smiles hoping to slip it past Elaina and not chuckle while she was at it.


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

Meanwhile at Bokkens hut....

Spoiler:
:

"Wood you say? No I have never been much of a lumberjack!" The spindly man laughs at his own joke....

"I think my brother is out there somewhere, and he is a dangerous bastard for certain!"

In the fey woods.....

Spoiler:

Perlavish:
"Distraction you say....hummmmm"
Perlavish looks at Tyg
"How much of that other stuff made sense to you?"

Tyg looks more than a little proud of herself
she smiles a little and says...
"I have no idea what they are babbeling about, maybe they ate some bad moon-radishes."


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

"Oh." Elaina says, before it dawns on her, "Oh. Yes. That. Silly me, how could I have forgotten that!" Elaina replies to Seraph's explanation.

"And I would think it was more like some bad eggs rather than some bad radishes, wouldn't you Seraph?"


Female Human Winter Witch 6; Init +2; Senses Perception +3; AC 16 (+2 Dex., +4 mage armour); hp 59/46; Fort +4; Ref +4; Will +7

"No, I said woad," Asta repeats, patiently. "Woad, the blue skin-paint. An alchemist of your skill should know it, yes?"


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

In the fey woods

Each clipped sentence made Seraph chuckle more and more. "Yes Elaina, eggs so bad that they'd be distracted~ I'd love to see an archer take aim when he is as hairy as a... bison." She does finally laugh at the end. Imagining them all as over grown with hair. Male bandits staring in confusion at their female assests. It would be priceless humiliation.

"Well I guess we can discuss more in the morning eh? You two are welcome to stay if you wish. More warm bodies are always welcome~"


Half Elf Hunter/Rogue 5/1| HP 61/61| AC 18 (20) T 12 FF 16 (18)| Fo +6 Re +8 Wi +4| Init +3| Percep +16| Spells: Lvl 2: 2/3; Lvl 1: 5/5

"You did tell us about your brother. He's a despicable one. I'm still looking for him. I know I'll find him in time."


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

Meanwhile at Bokkens hut....

Spoiler:

@Asta
"Oh yes yes I have some ink and some dyes yet not the woad or raw materials for making them. Do you need the plant or ink or what?"

@Torod
"I hope you do! What did he do to you?" Bokken asks looking a little confused...

In the fey woods.....

Spoiler:

"Surely we can figure out some way of helping, but going into a fort seems a bad idea."

Perlavish and Tyg look back and forth at each other

"What are the sleeping arrangements and what's going on here?"


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

"We figured lighting a fire would be a bad idea, so we are going to huddle together under some blankets for warmth, beyond that I'm not sure. I guess we try not to squish each other." Elaina says with a laugh. She nestles down in the hollow between the tree's roots and looks to Seraph.

"We make for the temple at first light, right?"


Half Elf Hunter/Rogue 5/1| HP 61/61| AC 18 (20) T 12 FF 16 (18)| Fo +6 Re +8 Wi +4| Init +3| Percep +16| Spells: Lvl 2: 2/3; Lvl 1: 5/5

Bokken's:
"Nothing. I'm looking for him for you."


Male Human Magus (Staff Magus) 3 [ HP 21/36, AC 15 T 12 FF 13, CMD 17, F+5 R+3 W+3, Init +2, Perc +6] Current map of Greenbelt

Marten looks a bit confused by the conversation with Bokken.


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

Seraph nods as she wraps the blanket around Elaina and herself as she settles in. "To Jhod and then back to our friends." She gestures to the two fey. "I'll take first watch but you are both welcome to join us tonight, I don't know if Fey sleep. Heh. As for how you can help us... All I will say is do what you think is safest for you, we don't want you hurt if we can avoid it our new friends."


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

"A-*yawn*-agreed. We are asking a favor of friends. We really don't want you to get hurt because of this." Elaina says. A few minutes later, she's curled up like a puppy or a kitten next to Seraph, sound asleep. She sleeps peacefully, almost as if the nightmare last night had never happened.

Some Things:

Nightmare? (Happens on 25 or less): 1d100 ⇒ 98


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

That Night:

Nightmare 25 or less: 1d100 ⇒ 7

Oh...

I'll let Kenderkin decide if hewants a crack at it. If not I can elaborate and we can press on! :)

Once Elaina was good an asleep Seraph brushed aside her hair and smiled at her sleeping form. Whilst her other hand was on the blade that sat hidden beneath her blanket. However part of it showed anyway, it was simply to large to hide...

She woke Elaina when it was her turn to take watch and when she bedded down that night Seraph was plagued by the nightmare once more. Her arms swelled in size as she fought with what shouldn't be real in her dreams. Her tail whipped and waved in an aggravated manner slapping the moss nearby as her fingers twitched uncontrollably...


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

"Seraph? Seraph! SERAPH!" Elaina shouts as she shakes her friend awake.


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

At Bokken's hut...

indeed it seems Bokken is a bit more addled than his usual self, the chill of the recent days maybe or the coming winter ...

The light rain of the morning and the chill in the air are just enough to make you think that maybe that's all it is.

Bokken
"If you lot will stock pile me some wood I will see what I can help you with."

Bokken rubs his hands together in front of the fire.....


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

Seraph awakens a nightmare had been gripping her reality....

Seraph

Spoiler:
I am just giving you a broad outline here....

The plains had caught fire, in bright trenches in the earth fissures had formed and demons clawed up through the ground.

You watched in horror as the plains filled with the demons as far as the eye could see, a giant demon set upon a marble throne.

Everything was on fire, your face felt the heat and even your eyes burned....

A single crow flew above the lands high above the army of fire and snow began to fall.

First a little and for long moments nothing happened the flakes melted into the demons and made a small hissing sound.

Then indeed the snow not only quenched the fires, but also killed the demons and blanketed them under feet of snow......


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

Her hands become still and hertail lays flat moments before Seraph opens her eyes. She was shocked to find Elaina shaking her, having not felt it at all until her eyes flickered open. The dreams were getting slightly worse and that one was downright daunting.

Putting on a weak smile she tries to assure Elaina. "Sorry to worry you. Usually company helps but I guess tonight is just one of those nights~" The collar around her neck jingled, the broken chain swaying as she leaned back again.

She was surprised by the sudden appearance of the Crow and the snow, it made her hope that Asta wasn't somehow being affected by her curse.


Male Human Magus (Staff Magus) 3 [ HP 21/36, AC 15 T 12 FF 13, CMD 17, F+5 R+3 W+3, Init +2, Perc +6] Current map of Greenbelt

"That is one think we can certainly do." Might be way easier than talking to you, sir... Marten sets about gathering some firewood for the weird man.


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

"Anything you want to talk about?" Elaina asks, she'd rested soundly, but something told her it was only a matter of time before it would be her turn to be caught in another terror in her dreams.

I hope the Starsong is watching over us. Darivin told me once that there was an evil goddess that brought nightmares. I really don't want to face something like that alone.


Half Elf Hunter/Rogue 5/1| HP 61/61| AC 18 (20) T 12 FF 16 (18)| Fo +6 Re +8 Wi +4| Init +3| Percep +16| Spells: Lvl 2: 2/3; Lvl 1: 5/5

Torod spends much of the day getting wood for Bokken's stockpile. He does so in solitude or, if the others are there with him, in silence.


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

Didn't see the update! My bad! D:

Seraph shrugged and gave Elaina a half hearted smile. "I'm a survivor, it's not glorious and the nightmares are a reminder of what I saved others from. Of which I am thankful, not many could have survived that. However my dreams have worsened as of late, there more... Vivid, painful and surprising. I can't put my finger on it but I feel there is some clue I am missing." She looked thoughtful then, trying to discern the time before looking back at Elaina and giving her a bigger smile.

What time is it?


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

The evening sets in as Torod finishes gathering wood. Torod notices that Bokken has a small area of lumber near his shack.

The two forest friends and their two friends settle in for the night.
Perlavish flits around from tree to tree in a large ring around the camp site.

The dragon seems to be speaking some parts of words but you don't know what they are
knowledge arcane DC 16

Spoiler:
Words of power...is that how fey magic works?

A strange foggy energy springs up all around, the place seems peaceful and well protected.

Perlavish announces...."I can only do such things once in a great while."

The walls of the fey nest are composed of Seraph and Elania as the two small fey plop themselves into the middle.


Male Human Magus (Staff Magus) 3 [ HP 21/36, AC 15 T 12 FF 13, CMD 17, F+5 R+3 W+3, Init +2, Perc +6] Current map of Greenbelt

Marten was gathering as well as per my previous post ;-) Not that it is that important :-)


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

Seraph settles back down again, quite pleased to have the company and warmth of others while delighting in the magical display by their Fey friends. "That is quite the trick Pervalish~" With the small fey plopped in the middle of their bedding it made Seraph chuckle ever so slightly. Such unique creatures these fey were and they had the pleasure of their close company. "Good night everyone." She lays her head back down.


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

"Thank you Perlavish. May all of you have pleasant dreams."

Elaina keeps the Watch until it is time to get up the next morning.


Half Elf Hunter/Rogue 5/1| HP 61/61| AC 18 (20) T 12 FF 16 (18)| Fo +6 Re +8 Wi +4| Init +3| Percep +16| Spells: Lvl 2: 2/3; Lvl 1: 5/5

In the morning, Torod is up early and is ready go towards their destination. He waits impatiently in silence for the others to also get ready.


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

The night passes fairly un-eventfully, with what seems an over-cast day is going to have the cool moist air hanging around for most of the day.


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

In the morning Seraph woke up feeling more rested then she had in a long time. Her tail stuck straight up in the air as she stretched her protesting and sleepy muscles. She rose to her feet, careful not to wake their fey friends as she readied the horses. Eager to be on to the temple and hopefully catch up with Asta and the rest...

The crow and snow... Could it be she was really there? She shakes off the feeling for now and refocuses on getting ready for the ride ahead and speaking with Kressel for the first time.


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

Those heading out from Bokken's hut

Spoiler:

The plains opens in front of you a grassland suitable for grazing stretches out before you. A mid dense fog greets you early in the morning, but should burn off before long.

Bokken waves at you as you leave....

In the fey woods.

Spoiler:

Today you make you way towards the temple of the elk

random encounter 1d20 ⇒ 18


Female Human Winter Witch 6; Init +2; Senses Perception +3; AC 16 (+2 Dex., +4 mage armour); hp 59/46; Fort +4; Ref +4; Will +7

"Once we've got things settled around here, we might want to offer Bokken a permanent position as official alchemist," Asta says. "And a well-padded room full of things to keep him busy that he doesn't need to leave so often. There are a few things that have come unhinged in that head of his, I think."


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

After getting things ready and finding comfortable places for the two fey to perch during the ride, Elaina follows Seraph to the temple. After a little while riding in the quiet, Elaina decides to break the ice.

"Do fey have any gods they worship?" She asks the two little ones riding with her and Seraph.


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA
Elaina Tirel wrote:
"Do fey have any gods they worship?"

"The relationship of fey and the first world itself to the gods is a bit of a more rocky thing to explain unto people not used to it. It is further a matter of terminology one could call the known gods of creation as the owners of the Carnival, yet they created agents of extreme power, one might term them demi-gods.....though those first world agents are on par with later gods, as opposed to elder gods."

Perlavish looks thoughtful..."This is a great moment for me to use a pipe, if I had one."

"Fey respect elder gods, but moreso the active agents of the first world would be venerated, above most of what humans consider important."

"If that answers your question."


Half Elf Hunter/Rogue 5/1| HP 61/61| AC 18 (20) T 12 FF 16 (18)| Fo +6 Re +8 Wi +4| Init +3| Percep +16| Spells: Lvl 2: 2/3; Lvl 1: 5/5

"He would seem so to you." Mumbles at a volume not quite a whisper.


hp 55/55 | AC 21, [23] touch 14 [16], flat-footed 15 [17] [SoF 3 mins] (+6 armor, +4 Dex, +1 Trait) | F +11 R +11, W +10 | Resist cold 5, electricity 5, fire 5 | CMB +5; CMD 16
Loot and Event Sheet:
Init +0; Senses DarkV 60 ft; Perception +6
Mods:
Melee (L) +1 bastard sword[/i] [dice]1d20+7 [/dice] ([dice]2d8+4 [/dice]/19-20) Ranged mwk composite longbow [dice]1d20+5 [/dice] [dice]1d8+2 [/dice]

Seraph carefully ruffles Perlavish head with her free hand. "You are such a cheeky rogue, its a shame both of you couldn't just stay with us always~ I will have to buy you a pipe when I get a chance just to see you use it!" She chuckles, enjoying such fun companions.

Seraph loved their explanation, finding their words quite interesting. "Asta would have loved to hear that, I will have to remember to tell her when we see her again."

She kept up a brisk pace to the Temple where Jhod and Kressel resided, hoping to perhaps catch up with Asta and the rest before too long.


Female Human Mystic Rank: Novice Advancements: 1 Bennies: 1 Wounds: 3/3 PPE: 5/15 ISP: 10/10 Pace: 6, Parry: 7, Toughness: 8(3), Size: 0, Charisma: +2 Ammo: Iceblast Shotgun: 0/8, NG-33: 19/20 Status: Quickness: 0/3

"I guess that does, though I'm having some trouble wrapping my head around it." Elaina rides the rest of the way, mulling over what Perlavish had said, and checkling to herself when she pictured the look on the merchant's face when they asked for a pipe sized for a tiny dragon.


M somewhat akin to a kender Y / MA

Torod's group explores yet another hex of open plains, and finds no real dangers in either wide expanse of grasslands.

The girls and fey come upon the temple of the Elk.......

Where Kressel is busy butchering a deer off to the side of the temple.

"Ladies." She offers as a greeting....

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