To The Nine Worlds (Inactive)

Game Master Signore di Fortuna

Chosen by Woden, our adventurers search for the lost gods. Combat Map


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Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

She nods while being held as they tread water together, "Good, I'm glad to hear it. Now let's get the Hell outta here before we all start getting tired." She says before trying to make her way through the tunnels of water.

She looks for clues that would lead them to dry land as they go.

perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (17) + 10 = 27


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Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

She's gonna take point and lead them out of the water since she has dark vision.


Rosa sees the dry land of one of the mine shafts not too far from where the group is. Thankfully, the water laps at the edge so the group can exit the water without too much of a struggle.


Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

She directs them to the dry ground and helps Jerrica get Sig out of the water. Looking up at Dagmarr she asks, "Can you help her? We gotta get the water out of her lungs." She says while rolling Sig onto her back.


♀ Human Cleric 4: HP 28/28/: AC 18 Touch 10 FF 18 : Fort: +6 Reflex:+1 Will:+8 : Channel 5/7 Rebuke Death 7/7

As they turn her over, Dagmarr places her hands on Sig's chest, sending a flow of healing power into her body and forcing the water from her lungs.

Rebuke death: 1d4 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5


Female Human Rogue (Unchained) 4; HP: 27/27; AC: 18, FF: 13, T: 15; F: +2, R: +8, W: +2; Init: +4; Perception: +8

Jerrica looks down at Sig, concerned.


F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

Frostine goes up to Jerrica and puts a comforting arm around her, "Don't worry, we'll get her back." She says confidently. Going to Sig she places her hands on her as a pale warm blue light emanates from her hands and enters the Skald, boosting her natural defenses.

I'm not sure if it applies to all saves, but I thought I would try Resistance anyways if it gives a boost to her next saving throw.


♀ Human Skald 4: HP 24/26: AC 19 Touch 12 FF 17 : Fort: +6 (+7 vs cold effects/ +10 vs cold environment) Reflex:+3 Will:+4 (+8 saving throws made against bardic performance/ sonic or language-dependent effects.) Cold Resistance: 2

With a sudden gasp Dog's chest begins to move, her body violently expelling water as her lungs desperately seek air, her breath returning in wracking coughs and spasms for the first few minutes.


Female Human Rogue (Unchained) 4; HP: 27/27; AC: 18, FF: 13, T: 15; F: +2, R: +8, W: +2; Init: +4; Perception: +8

Jerrica waits until Sig stops coughing and wraps her arms around her. "Oh, thank goodness!"


F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

Getting a look of relief on her face she says, "Okay, no more messing around with strange objects when we don't know what they do. I'm just glad that everyone is okay."


Male Human Fighter 4 HP: 28/46, AC:20 T:11 FF:19, F:+7, R:+3, W:+3 (+1 vs. fear), Perception: +4, Init: +1

"We better head back," Thorgr says. "We're not getting to the dark elf city this way."


♀ Human Skald 4: HP 24/26: AC 19 Touch 12 FF 17 : Fort: +6 (+7 vs cold effects/ +10 vs cold environment) Reflex:+3 Will:+4 (+8 saving throws made against bardic performance/ sonic or language-dependent effects.) Cold Resistance: 2

Clinging to Jerrica, Sig takes a few deep breaths, leaning against her love. "Well that was a spectacular failure."


♀ Human Cleric 4: HP 28/28/: AC 18 Touch 10 FF 18 : Fort: +6 Reflex:+1 Will:+8 : Channel 5/7 Rebuke Death 7/7

Stepping back with a small smile of relief as Sig recovers, Dagmarr moves to stand beside Rosa, letting out a sigh. "So I should mention, our days usually don't go this badly...at least not this quickly."


F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

Looking at Sig she shakes her head, "Anything we come away from alive is not a failure, it's a learning experience. I'd also like to say that now that their little toy is broken, we should have more time to figure out what they're up to. Don't be so hard on yourself Sig. I'm with Thorgr, let's get out of here for now."


Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

Putting a hand on Dagmarr's arm she shrugs, "It happened and we learned not to mess with strange objects. We all survived so it wasn't a total disaster. We'll just have to be more careful in the future. I would love to get out of these wet clothes before we do too much more exploring."


♀ Human Cleric 4: HP 28/28/: AC 18 Touch 10 FF 18 : Fort: +6 Reflex:+1 Will:+8 : Channel 5/7 Rebuke Death 7/7

"Now that is a sentiment I can agree with wholeheartedly!" the cleric says with a grin, and a hint of a blush as her visual imagination insinuates itself.


Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

Rosa blushes before giggling and holding out her hand to the beautiful battle cleric, "Come on then, let's go." Looking behind her to the others she says, "Everyone take some of the rope that Dagmarr will pass back so we can all stay together and get the hell outta here. I've had enough of dark and wet places for right now."

Once everyone has a good of the rope, she moves ahead and tries tho find their way back out of the mines.

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22


F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

Frostine nods and makes sure to take hold of the rope. She really would rather be in something dry herself. Things were clinging to her in very uncomfortable places.


Rosa leads the group back to the entrance of the mines easily enough and you return to Galdur and Bruldora's home a short while later.


F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

Going inside she calls out, "We're back."


Bruldora looks up from her book. "Wel...Oh, my! You're all soaking wet! Go on, get baths and get changed, we can talk later."


F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

She nods, "Okay, we'll talk when we're done. Oh....I'm sorry, I could have done this sooner...but I forgot." She says before going to each one of them and moving her hands in front of their clothes she dries them off one by one. Looking at their friends once she's dried them off she says, "I'm sorry I didn't do that sooner, I forgot that I could what with all the water and swimming and stuff. We can still take bathes though. I still feel cold after being in that water for so long. If it's okay with everyone, I'd like to get one with Thorgr first."


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Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

She looks at Dagmarr before looking back at the couple, "It's okay, you're pregnant so you guys should go first anyways. We wouldn't want to risk you getting sick right now. Right Dagmarr? I mean you already dried us off, so we can wait to take a bath." She says with a reassuring smile. There were other ways to warm up. She blushes as she thinks about how they can warm up.


Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

Sorry, I'm really tired and having trouble thinking.


♀ Human Cleric 4: HP 28/28/: AC 18 Touch 10 FF 18 : Fort: +6 Reflex:+1 Will:+8 : Channel 5/7 Rebuke Death 7/7

"Definitely, go have a nice bath and get warmed up." the cleric says. "We'll be fine and take our turns later."

Squeezing Rosa's hand, the cleric is filled with thoughts of the beautiful gunslinger, the images in her head dancing between imagining how she would look in the nightwear that was being made, and seeing her in the bath, bringing a flush of color to her face.


Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

Taking Dagmarr's hand she waves to the others, "I would like to at least get these boots off and get under some warm blankets while we wait our turn." She says while giving Dagmarr a smile.


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♀ Human Cleric 4: HP 28/28/: AC 18 Touch 10 FF 18 : Fort: +6 Reflex:+1 Will:+8 : Channel 5/7 Rebuke Death 7/7

A light dances in Dagmarr's eyes at Rosa's suggestion. "That sounds like a very good idea, especially after almost drowning." she replies with a smile, her heart racing a bit. Looking over at Sig and Jerrica she smiles. "I suggest you two get a bit of rest and get warm too, see you later." she says with a bit of a wave, smiling radiantly at Rosa.


F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

Frostine giggles as they head to the bathing room.


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Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

Her smile falters a bit when Dagmarr mentions the almost drowning incident. That on top of what the dark elves almost did....it was too much to think about. Getting to the room they now share she sits down on the bed to pull off her boots and lets out a sigh of relief when they come off. Looking up at Dagmarr she says, "I almost lost you twice today. I couldn't bear it if something happened to you. I don't even want to think about it. Can I ask you a favor? Can we just not talk about what almost happened, and just be here with each other now?" Her voice shakes a little near the end as she looks down at her hands. She had never really been with anyone before, but she was having all these feelings that she felt she needed to express somehow. She just didn't know where to start.

I hope that made sense.


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♀ Human Cleric 4: HP 28/28/: AC 18 Touch 10 FF 18 : Fort: +6 Reflex:+1 Will:+8 : Channel 5/7 Rebuke Death 7/7

Taking her boots off, Dagmarr looks up at she hears the shift in Rosa's voice, immediately regretting mentioning what happened. The sight of her looking down at hands, the genuine concern and affection there, leaves her breathless.

Sitting on the bed beside her, Dagmarr takes her hands in her own. "Okay, I promise not to talk about it. Spending time with you completely changes this day for the better." she says with a smile looking into the dhampir's beautiful eyes.


Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

When she looks up there's a smile on her lips and a deep blush to her cheeks, "Really? Oh Dagmarr...do you know how wonderful you are?" She asks as she reaches up to caress her cheek with trembling fingers, her excitement and nervousness almost palpable.


Male Human Fighter 4 HP: 28/46, AC:20 T:11 FF:19, F:+7, R:+3, W:+3 (+1 vs. fear), Perception: +4, Init: +1

Thorgr gets the bath ready for him and Frostine after stripping off his armor. "I should make sure that armor gets dried really well. Rust won't help our cause."


Female Human Rogue (Unchained) 4; HP: 27/27; AC: 18, FF: 13, T: 15; F: +2, R: +8, W: +2; Init: +4; Perception: +8

Jerrica heads to the bedroom with Sig. "Feeling any better?"


♀ Human Cleric 4: HP 28/28/: AC 18 Touch 10 FF 18 : Fort: +6 Reflex:+1 Will:+8 : Channel 5/7 Rebuke Death 7/7

"Not nearly as wonderful as I feel when you look at me like that," Dagmarr answers in almost a whisper, her heart racing at the touch of Rosa's fingers on her cheek. "I...you make me feel.....so much."


♀ Human Skald 4: HP 24/26: AC 19 Touch 12 FF 17 : Fort: +6 (+7 vs cold effects/ +10 vs cold environment) Reflex:+3 Will:+4 (+8 saving throws made against bardic performance/ sonic or language-dependent effects.) Cold Resistance: 2

"A good bit." Sig says with a bit of a rasp in her voice. "My throat still hurts a bit from all the water I inhaled, but very happy to be alive."


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Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

All Rosa can do is nod as she gently moves her hand to the nape of Dagmarr's neck, before leaning in toward her. Barely touching the beautiful battle cleric's forehead with her own she sighs softly against her, "Oh Dagmarr..." She says in a whisper before bringing her lips to brush softly against the lips of her ravishing Northern beauty. She lets her kiss say all the things for which she could find no words.


F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

Stripping out of her things she nods, "It's okay love, I think I can take care of it." She says before going over to the armor. Running her hands all over the armor, she uses her magic to dry it completely.


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♀ Human Cleric 4: HP 28/28/: AC 18 Touch 10 FF 18 : Fort: +6 Reflex:+1 Will:+8 : Channel 5/7 Rebuke Death 7/7

The touch of Rosa's soft lips is electrifying, to Dagmarr, her own emotions crashing over her like waves. Her fingers run through the alluring dhampir's lustrous dark hair as she kisses her back, fulfilling the intense attraction that had inexorably drawn her in from the moment she laid eyes on the beautiful gunslinger. ....Rosa."

The name was like music to her.


Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

A tingling sensation starts at her toes and spreads throughout her entire body as their lips meet. Sighing softly as they break from the kiss she looks in Dagmarr's eyes, the sound of her name coming from her lips was the sweetest sound she had ever heard. Putting a hand up to her cheek she smiles shyly, "Dagmarr....I feel so many things I can't explain it. I...I know it's been a short time, but....but I feel things for you I've never felt before. In fact....you're the first person I've ever felt like this with." She looks away for a moment as a blush rises to her cheeks, "I'm sorry....I just...I've never been with anyone before." She wanted to know so much more of Dagmarr axnd she practically ached with an unexplainable need to touch her, but she didn't even know where to start.

Taking a deep breath she asks the healer, "Dagmarr....would you lie with me?" I'm sorry if it sounds strange....but I'd really like it if you were my fist. I..I love you Dagmarr, and I need you. Please... She asks in an almost breathy tone. Her heart felt like it was just racing as she tries to unbutton her blouse with trembling fingers.


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Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

In that post above, it's supposed to be "first", not "fist". Lol


Female Human Rogue (Unchained) 4; HP: 27/27; AC: 18, FF: 13, T: 15; F: +2, R: +8, W: +2; Init: +4; Perception: +8

Jerrica wraps her arms around Sig. "I'm glad you're alive too."


Male Human Fighter 4 HP: 28/46, AC:20 T:11 FF:19, F:+7, R:+3, W:+3 (+1 vs. fear), Perception: +4, Init: +1

Thorgr sits in the bath and holds out his hand for Frostine.


F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

Frostine takes his hand and steps intuo the tub, sitting in front of him. "Ahhhh....now this is nice."


Male Human Fighter 4 HP: 28/46, AC:20 T:11 FF:19, F:+7, R:+3, W:+3 (+1 vs. fear), Perception: +4, Init: +1

"Mm, yes," Thorgr says with a groan. "I'm thankful we made it out of there in one piece."


F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

She nods, "Me too." Shed replies as shed starts to lather up a cloth and begins washing herself.


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♀ Human Cleric 4: HP 28/28/: AC 18 Touch 10 FF 18 : Fort: +6 Reflex:+1 Will:+8 : Channel 5/7 Rebuke Death 7/7

The true impact of Rosa’s words wash over her as she gazes into her violet eyes, seeing both the hesitance and the overwhelming desire, as well as something deeper. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, desire tangled with something far more powerful that took her breath away.

”I…I feel the same way about you, “ she says with a warm smile, her hand tracing a path along Rosa’s cheek, a finger following her full soft lips. ”I’d be honored to be your first, there is nothing I want more than to be with you, completely.” she says with emotion in her voice.

Leaning in she kisses her again, a deep, powerful soulful kiss as she runs a hand through her silky hair. Pulling back for a moment she smiles and stand up for a moment, beginning to reach for the buckles of her armor.


♀ Human Skald 4: HP 24/26: AC 19 Touch 12 FF 17 : Fort: +6 (+7 vs cold effects/ +10 vs cold environment) Reflex:+3 Will:+4 (+8 saving throws made against bardic performance/ sonic or language-dependent effects.) Cold Resistance: 2

"It will take a hell of a lot more than a lakeful of water to take me away from you." the skald says, looking into her love's eyes and holding her close. "That was terrifying."


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Female Dhampir Gunslinger 4; HP: 32/33; AC: 17, T: 14, FF: 13, Init: +4; Fort: +4, Ref: +8, Will: +4; Perception +10

Something like relief floods through her as Dagmarr's feelings mirror her own. Her hands drop to her sides briefly as Dagmarr kisses her deeply, something inside of her melting to her very core. As she's kissed she brings her arms back up and around the healer. One around her waist, while the hand of her other arm comes up to lovingly caress her face.

As Dagmarr pulls back and smiles at her, everything else around Rosa seems to melt away as time feels as if it's stopping. With her leather armor already off and her blouse halfway undone she stands as well.

First loves:
Going to Dagmarr she smiles up at her with that cute pixie like smile, "Let me help you with that." She says in a soft silky voice as she starts to help Dagmarr undo the fastenings on her armor. Gently laying the armor aside, she turns back to Dagmarr and slowly starts undressing her. As she bares her flesh, she starts peppering the exposed skin with feather light kisses. Starting at her neck and working her way down, as she pulls off the top half of her clothing and really takes in the sight of her, Rosa's breath catches at the sheer beauty of the woman before her. She moves down her collar bone to first one breast, lightly kissing the soft mound before using her tongue to lick around the nipple before taking it softly into her mouth and sucking gently on it while running her hands all over her back. As she moves to the other breast and repeats the loving attention on it as well, she moves her hands down to Dagmarr's breeches and undoes them. She kisses her way down the healer's abdomen before stopping to relieve Dagmarr of her breeches altogether. Looking up at her with eyes full of love and need, she caresses the flesh of her rounded backside with her hands as she goes to her knees. Leaving the bottom half of Dagmarr's underthings on, she kisses her thighs as she rubs her legs gently. Working her way back up her legs, she then gently pulls down her panties to reveal her most sacred treasure. Gently pushing Dagmarr down on the bed, she brings her delicate flower to the edge of the bed before giving her one more look of absolute love before gently prying apart her delicate petals with her fingers so that she can taste the nectar within. She is slow at first, letting her tongue gently trace the outside of her delicate pearl before taking it fully into her mouth. As she sucks on the quivering bud, she holds the petals open with one hand, as she inserts a finger with the other and starts rubbing the inner layers of her treasure while her tongue and mouth give pleasure to her most sensitive spot.


Female Human Rogue (Unchained) 4; HP: 27/27; AC: 18, FF: 13, T: 15; F: +2, R: +8, W: +2; Init: +4; Perception: +8

"Yes...yes, it was," Jerrica says, her embrace tightening.


F Human Sorcerer [Boreal (Rime-Blooded)]4; HP: 21/21; AC: 13, FF: 10, T: 12; Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +6; Perception +5; Init: +2

She hums softly as she washes herself, a soft sweet tune that one of the nurse maids used to sing her to sleep with. Turning slightly in the bath so that she can look at Thorgr she says, "We should probably not take too long so that the others can bathe as well. Would you mind getting my back for me love?" She asks before soaping up the cloth and handing it to him.

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