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"Well I don't care to see if Undead are going to be friendly." In a quick and practiced gesture Somana snaps her fingers and points to the Carrionstorm closest to Tran Duc Lao, as she shouts "ATACO." The glimmering chartreuse force surrounding her small hand launches across the room in an unerring path at its intended Target.
"No Grizzy Ghouls From the Tomb, Are Going To Seal My Doom, Without A Fight."
Samona retreats, putting her back two the wall just north of the doors. The glowing of her eye's intensifies to the point that they resemble chartreuse embers, similarly colored vapors begin to rise up from the small woman's fingers. "Once again this place rises the bar for creepy. Those things are all sorts of helterscelter," Pushing the cloak back from her left hip Somana reveals a Leather bound Tome with several straps, hanging from her belt. Caressing one of the books straps for a second, she whispers the word "Fuerza" and taps herself in the chest. a slight layer of force envelops the little mage, the vapors from her fingers becoming trapped. Somana is soon clad in what seems to be green glass armor.
Somana rummages around in her backpack for a second, retrieving a wine glass and her jug of ale. Slowly pouring the glass of ale she walks up beside Killian. "I find my mind more willing to part with particulars when lubricated by libations myself." Reaching out she offers the glass to Kilian. "Would you care for a Drink?" "Sertinly you might recall how you felt about Mord, and what lead you to your verdict?"
Great, more crumbling walls, Diabolical clock, and the confusion never stops.Walking to stand by Tran Duc Lao at the double doors across the room next to the clock, somana starts nodding her head.I needed more Ale. Somana studys the Clock while the group decides what it will do next. perception check for anything odd about the clock: Appraise check for the clock:
As she waits to go through the door Somana thinks to herself Just gota relax, hell i never wanted to live forever, just got to relax and have some fun. Seeing Linara and Avalerdis come up to the door, Somana pulls out her jug and chalk offering both to each woman in turn. Drink to settle your nerves ladys? Just do me the favor of making a mark with the chalk when your done.
After a moment of assessing herself for damage and letting her heart rate return to a more normal state. Somana helps Pharysene back into her chair, then hurry's over to Tran Duc Lao and helps him back to his feet. I dont think the Chelish Lady raises her arm and points to the goddess up there is tryin to smite you personally, but you might want to come back over to the jury box to be safe. Ya never know what someone that deals with devils might do. Somana nods her head as Avalerdis asks about getting the hell out of the crumbling building. Well if we go there will be trouble, but it looks like if we stay it may be double. What do the rest of you Jokers say, shall we go or shall we stay?
Pushing hair and hood back from her face. Somana watches Avalerdis study the ax. Her eyes turn a incandescent chartreuse color as she returns the other woman's smile. Miss Avalerdis I am no more a girl then that Loopy-eyed leaping gnome, She points at Ebin I could probably help with your might be giantess issue however. Siting at an available chair considers whats been said around her for a moment. It seems unlikely that whomever kidnapped these Fools points out those that seem to have been in the jury and us Jokers, deposited us in this disgusting old Courthouse, will come back later to kill us. Much more likley that whomever is behind this will kill us if we try to escape. Don't get me wrong We got to Leave, but not until the cards are laid bare. Somana then rummages around in her rucksack, bringing out a large jug. She unstops it and takes a long drink, before closing it back up and marking it once with a piece of chalk.
Check to know where I am:
Check to know history of the case(*Know(Hist)= 8):
Wait. Wait. wait. Glancing over at the the horrible little Gnome dressed as a clown. WHERE are we? Turning to point at the Large ulfan woman. What in the name of all the divines is a giantess assaulting people FOR? Slowly turning back to the young Tian. Somana thinks to herself, Great, Fools to the left of me, Jokers to the right, hear I am stuck in the middle with Tran Duc Lao. Somana returns the man's bow. Nice to meet you Tran Duc Lao, my names Somana.
Mumbling; can i pay cod? as she slowly comes to her feet, Somana looks like a pile of rags that some one discarded. Covering her is a hooded brown cloak, with a rainbow hue of brightly colored patches. The once fine blue blouse she wears is stained and ripped at the seems. Her breeches are mud caked and worn to the point that the patches need patches. The only reasonable article of clothing she has on is a pair of knee high green leather boots. UHG My Head!! Cayden help me but those where some strong drinks. Peaking out from under her hood and matted brown hair, Somana tries to figure out where she is Perception::
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