Merry Christmas all!
"That's... that's awful." he paused for a few seconds, collecting himself and obviously shaken "Look, you can't hold yourself to blame for what happened while you were possessed. You didn't kill them. That's what the demon probably wanted, you know, that you'd blame yourself for the rest of your life. Don't let it win! You were just as much a victim as they were!"
Hedda couldn't look him in the eye when she said the next bit. "I wasn't possessed. It's part of me and that's why I am responsible." Then she looked Arodric in the eye and asked, "You never thought it odd that I grow claws and in size when I'm angry?"
tag Arodric
Arodric answered the easy part of Hedda's question in a bid to buy time. "I thought you were a caster. Growing bigger is pretty easy, and claws shouldn't be that hard." More time was bought by chugging down the rest of his drink. Carefully he picked around the subject "What do you mean, part of you? Graft? Tiefling?"
[ooc]Hoping this is right[ooc]
Fifth Level
+5 hp (1D8 from leveling)
+1 hp (+1 from con for levelling)
Arcane Pool +¼ (favoured class bonus)
+Feat Riving Strike which is an upgraded Arcane Strike (class feature)
+Arcane Strike now does 2 damage (CL 5)
+1 1st level spell per day (class feature)
+1 2nd level spell per day (class feature)
+2 known spells, Chill Touch, Gusting Sphere (class feature)
+10 skill points (+2 from levelling, +3 from int +1 from human +4 unspent previously)
+4 Ride (+4 ranks in ride)
+1 perception (+1 rank in perception)
+1 knowledge:planes (+1 rank in knowledge:planes)
+9 intimidate (+2 cha, +3 class skill, +4 ranks)
+Power Attack (Bonus Feat from 5th level)
Black Blade gains
+1 Enhancement (to +2), Int 12, wis 8 cha 8, +1 black blade point, energy attunement.
Equipment
1021.9 remaining
+4500
-10 wrist sheath, spring loaded, x2
-50 doctor’s mask
-50 horse doctor’s mask
-100 lifestyle (wealthy) for 1 month
-100 chain shirt
-150 upgrade chain shirt to masterwork
+4000 upgrade chain shirt to +1 deathless
+1000 cloak of resistance +1
61.9 left
[b]"Look. Do you know how often we're going to get leave? Because my thought is Not Bloody Often! This place"[b] Arodric taps the poster on the wall [b]"Is just over the Medev border. It has mineral springs... famous cider... and there's a huge festival on in three days. I've known other Engineers who went, and from what they've said we'll need two days just to finish digesting the food! They all came back raving about the food, and they all got laid."[b]
Smiling broadly, Ardodric tapped the poster one last time [b]"I'm going. It's going to be magical!"[b]
Six days later Arodric turned up looking the worse for wear. He was missing a patch of hair that looked like it had been burned to the scalp, had a large and ragged scar, was wearing a new cloak apparently made from leaves, and had a completely different set of chain.
Stamping up the stairs he walked over to the poster, drew out a piece of charcoal and wrote "DEAD" over it in large capital letters.
I'll try and wrap this up in the next 24-36 hours so we can move this forward.
I'll also start looking at level up stuff and we'll catch up as necessary because not everyone has their stuff in.
Questions?
Merry Christmas!
Game on!
Sorry - keyboard broke and the replacement has a dodgy / key
Turn 033 is up.
Read the OOC.
Questions, comments, and/or suggestions?
Game on!
PS: we can hear other people's downtime scenes as flashback or we can wait until another downtime.
After many months outside, Kazmuk almost forgot about the sweet smell of a library... a smell that none of his kin really enjoyed, but for him, it was like a fast trip back home.
All his brothers, sisters and cousins cared only for piles of treasure, unknowing that the biggest piles were not made of gold and gems and lost artifacts, but truly made of paper and parchment and ink... and it was always hidden in plain sight, just waiting for someone able to discover it, someone with the capacity to travel along the innumerous pages... someone like Kazmuk.
For a couple of days he searched by any mention of the long forgotten dwarven sky fortress of Jormundur without success... not that he hopped to find anything, but he thought he owed it to his fallen kin. What he find was a curious book, written in old Thassilonian, full of unknown glyphs and runes, detailing lost magic and powerful incantations... it took a lot of time for him to learn this new language... almost three days... but in the end, it was worth it.
When Kazmuk finished his studies and his scroll writing, he decided that it would not be safe to walk around with so many scrolls and books without any permanent protection... hell, if he felt in the river... so he left the library and bought, after many hours searching, a little haversack, magically enchanted to keep large amounts of material inside.
7,4 remaining
+4500
-465 learn fly
-465 learn major image
-190 learn mirror image
-465 learn summon monster III
-825 scribe scroll of dispel magic [2], scroll of fly, scroll of major image, scroll of mirror
-2000 handy haversack
-14 to upgrade his battleaxe and bolts to cold iron (since I forgot to do it earlier...)
New total -> 83,4
For a moment Kazmuk feared that the Pathfinder would want them to free the former group even if they were indeed guilty, but as soon as Jorsal finished his talk, Kazmuk nodded.
"As you said, Pathfinder Jorsal, we shall bring them back only if they are indeed innocent... Also, just to clarify, this is not only a rescue and investigation mission, correct?"
Kazmuk looks around, peering at his companions, especially at the ones that were absent in the last couple days.
"This group of yours was sent to gather information about Ghalcor's weapon... so I assume their findings are also of major importance... found guilt or not, I suspect we are being sent to assure their findings come back to you."
+6 HP (class)
+2 HP (con bonus)
+1 bab
Improved Uncanny Dodge
+1 1st level spell known (Mirror Strike)
+5 skill points (+1 knowledge planes, +1 perception, +1 profession hunter, +1 ride, +1 survival)
Feat: Cleave
I think I got everything. Still working on the equipment but I haven't had time to work on it because I've been traveling all day. I was stuck on a highway in the mountains for 3 hours today while an accident was cleaned up. There was no mobile coverage so I didn't have internet access :( My brain is like pudding tonight so I'll try and post tomorrow.
I think I got everything. Still working on the equipment but I haven't had time to work on it because I've been traveling all day. I was stuck on a highway in the mountains for 3 hours today while an accident was cleaned up. There was no mobile coverage so I didn't have internet access :( My brain is like pudding tonight so I'll try and post tomorrow.
Almost done... I need your favored class bonus and your equipment needs to be updated.
A quick rundown of what I have so far:
Kaede: done
Arodric: done
Hedda: favored class bonus and equipment
Kazmuk: I don't follow your accounting for equipment so please explain. I also need your leveling up information since you decided to NOT go sin magic
Sabola: waiting for vacation to end
BTW; you've all noticed that we are on a 'relaxed mode' so post when you can and we'll continue like this until the new year.
Questions?
Game on!
Sorry... perhaps the issue is that here in Brazil we use "," instead of "." to separate the decimals... my mistake. So Kazmuk had 7gp and 4sp, received the 4500gp and spent mostly on learning spells and on the handy haversack. Now his remaining coins are 83gp and 4sp.
For his changes, it is the same from my other post, but with one less spell slot for each level... if you wish, I can post it again.
For his changes, it is the same from my other post, but with one less spell slot for each level... if you wish, I can post it again.
Ok, I got the money part but please repost the level up info to make sure I have the right one.
Game on!
and we must all remember that we are guests in Mendev and subject to all its laws.
Arodric snorted and rubbed his new bald patch "I was a guest in one of those Mendev towns - Appleton - last week. There was no justice there. Just corruption." He sighed "But I'll try to be diplomatic, and bear the evidence in mind. The Sword wants me to use the Arodric name - is that going to be a problem? About a third of all the Arodrics are independents anyway." He paused, as if waiting for someone else to finish talking "Alright, fine. 'All the Arodrics are primarily affiliated with the church of Aroden'. A third of them don't have any other affiliations. Pedantic paperweight." Another pause - then "You were meant to hear it!"
Retraining Elemental (earth) school to Transmuter (Enhancement):
-Earth Supremacy (+2 vs. bull-rush, drag, reposition, trip, and overrun while touching the ground)
-Acid Cloud
+Physical Enhancement
+Augment
+1 Refl (Physical Enhancement to DEX)
+1 AC and +1 touch (Physical Enhancement to DEX)
+1 Init (Physical Enhancement to DEX)
+1 ranged attacks (Physical Enhancement to DEX)
+1 CMD (Physical Enhancement to DEX)
Transmuter 4 to Transmuter 5
+8 hp (5 class, 2 CON, 1 fav)
+1 5th level feat (Improved Initiative) -> +4 Init
+3 3rd level spell slot (+1 class, +1 INT, +1 school)
+2 spells known (dispel magic, haste)
+Wizard Bonus Feat (Extend Spell)
+6 Skill ranks (2 Class, 4 INT)
+1 Knowledge (arcana)
+1 Knowledge (history)
+1 Knowledge (local) - and +3, since was unranked before
+1 Knowledge (religion) - and +3, since was unranked before
+1 Linguistics (ancient thassilonian)
+1 Spellcraft
Action 1:
“What do you mean, part of you? Graft? Tiefling?”
Hedda sighed, ”A long time ago, a demon tainted our bloodline. I’ve learned to control it somewhat over the years but it was unexpected the first time it manifested. Sadly, my family got caught in the carnage that happened.” Surprisingly Hedda smiled. ”They were with me on the battlefield when I almost died. They still have faith in me. Maybe I can earn redemption afterall.”
Action 2:
“As much as it grieves me to think this possible, you may find evidence that implicates our comrades.
"Why do you think they may be guilty? Don't you trust the men you sent?"
tag Jorsal
Arodric sits, mouth agape, for a moment.
"That's." he trails off "That's fu...messed up. Wow, I've whining about my family curse, and you've been nursing ?" He shakes his head "You must've wanted to slap me."
Arodric was smart. Smart enough to immediately figure out the repercussions of Hedda's confession, but sadly not wise enough to shut up. "So, they knew you might kill them, and they didn't lock you up or anything? Wow, they must've really loved you. And you'd have the same prob - Oh! That's why the" he waves at Hedda "act - you can't risk having kids, because... " Arodric's common sense - labouring under the weight of his now eight drinks - finally manages to catch up with his mouth and stopped him talking.
He turns to the barkeep, a platinum in his hand.
"Something special." he looks over at Hedda "And strong."
Arodric, sensing Hedda's mood, is content to sit quietly for the rest of the night and drink with his squad mate. At the end of the night he adds "Look, I need a holiday. There's this village - Appleton - out in Mendev. Supposed to be great. Mineral springs, apple festivals. You should come, have some time off. What else are you going to do, sit here and brood?"
Yes, increasing bloodrage rounds by 1 is a legal way of spending your favored class bonus.
A holy weapon is actually a +3 weapon since holy is +2 and the weapon needs to have a +1 enhancement on it so I'm afraid no.
Retraining Elemental (earth) school to Transmuter (Enhancement)...
I'm good with this. You forgot to use your background skill light (5 ranks on a craft or profession skill NOT to be used for adventuring).
BTW, thank you for the character sheet. I should get you to do everyone's character sheet. :)
Since there's only four of you, I'll wait for Kaede for one more day before moving this along.
As for leveling; I need Hedda's equipment and favored class bonus and everything from Sabola; other than that, we are done.
Questions?
Game on!
In truth, rescuing the Society agents interested Kaede little; she'd had little and less to do with the organization, and they tended to ride rough-shod over anyone who got in the way of their pursuit of whatever esoteric bits of knowledge they were seeking. But the word of a weapon against the demons before had piqued her interest, and helping to avoid the hanging of innocent people (if they were innocent) in the meantime was for the best. And she'd started to kind of like her new companions...
"Don't associate too closely with the agents - that shouldn't be hard. I don't think I'm exactly the Absalom type," she scoffs. "So they were accused of murder - who is it they're supposed to have killed? And who's accusing them?"
At Arodric's outburst, Kaede glanced over, a look of consternation (and maybe a hint of worry?) in her eyes. Hmm...he was gone when I got back...looks like his time away may not have exactly been the most restful. She couldn't help but let out a slight chuckle. Not that mine was exactly restful, either... Standing, she began to pace the edges of the room, eyes flicking toward the windows every few moments.
"So, they knew you might kill them, and they didn't lock you up or anything? Wow, they must've really loved you. And you'd have the same prob - Oh! That's why the" he waves at Hedda "act - you can't risk having kids, because... "
Hedda barked a bitter laugh. "They never suspected me. Until me, only the men in my family had ever been affected. They never thought to watch the girl and my brother was still too young so no one was paying attention. Otherwise, they probably would have locked me up." Hedda stared into her almost empty glass. "They should have," she whispered.
Arodric, sensing Hedda's mood, is content to sit quietly for the rest of the night and drink with his squad mate. At the end of the night he adds "Look, I need a holiday. There's this village - Appleton - out in Mendev. Supposed to be great. Mineral springs, apple festivals. You should come, have some time off. What else are you going to do, sit here and brood?"
Hedda smiled. "You probably could use the company. We don't want anything happening to the Arodric and I certainly don't want to become one of those who sits and broods. I'm in."
No problem.
That's up to Arodric but I would think he would happy to include you in his holiday. Maybe you two can write something collaboratively and regale us with your story.
Game on!
Equipment:
+4500
upgrade armor to +2 (3000gp)
3 CMW potions (900gp)
2 Cold Iron Caltrop Beads (160gp)
doctor's mask (50gp)
doctor's mask, horse (50gp)
(copying Arodric on those because it seemed like a good idea)
340gp (although this may have gotten blown with Arodric if Hedda goes along)
Hedda will take an extra rage as her favored bonus
Turn 34 is up.
Read the OOC.
Questions, comments, and/or suggestions?
Game on!
Probably a lot at first so we can roleplay that out. Maybe ride DC=10 to stay on the horse the first time. Later the dire wolf will increase all ride checks by 1 (so not much but still noticeable).
Happy New Year!
As they neared the Eastern Gate, Kaede had casually tossed her small linen bag, her only belongings, toward Arodric, handing the reins of the small black filly she led to Hedda. "Hold this for a sec, would you?" Then she had begun to run, darting with reckless abandon between the shop stalls and the people and carts making their way down the street. She bounded across the cobblestones in her wolf-hide armor - and then suddenly, where she had run a moment before, a solidly built, rough-furred horse galloped, strides eating up the distance.
The horse circled back, greeting the others with what was unmistakably a grin, despite its strangeness on the long face. "Ne-e-eat, huh?" Though the vowels vibrated in a half-neigh, the voice behind was unmistakably Kaede's. "There's a saddle in the bag, and a harness with no bit - someone mind putting them on me? It won't look as strange if we dress me up like one of your spare mounts. Just don't pull too tight."
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As the others rode, Kaede ran alongside, from time to time letting out a strange combination of a whinny and a girlish giggle. As they stopped at the clearing where they made camp, her form had melted back down to human mid-stride, and she was left on all fours ahead of the others, tripping over her hands and going into a roll with the saddle bumping against her back. Quickly, she darted up to her feet, glancing around and blushing furiously. "That was deliberate..."
After a few minutes' work, the clearing was ready to make camp and she had a pile of dry brush gathered for a fire. With a word, sparks jumped from her hand into their nest and a fire began to crackle merrily. Setting a kettle to start heating, she looked around to the others. "So, uh...how were things last week? Sorry for, you know, cutting out like that..."
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As the fire burned low and the travelers prepared for bed, Kaede walked to the camp's edge. "You guys go ahead and go to sleep...I'll take firrrst watch." As she spoke, her voice changed, a growling rasp joining in. A gigantic shaggy form lurked at the camp's edge where she had once stood, long muzzle testing the air with quick sniffs.
Again in her guise as a draft horse, Kaede trotted past the wagon. If she tossed her mane and pranced a bit as the kids waved...well, surely it was just a coincidence.
Having foregone the horse's shape for her own a few miles outside of town, Kaede rode now on the black filly they had led from Nerosyan, a strange contrast against the Dawnton villagers as usual with her unkempt hair and the hides she wore. Gently, she guided her horse toward the others.
"So how do we do this?" she whispered. "If it'll help, I can find someplace I won't be seen and change into something small - a songbird or stray cat or something. Then maybe I'll be able to get to the agents without being noticed and talk to them, find out about their take on everything." And about what they found.
Arodric eyed the equine Kaeda askance. "Sure, I can do it. Never though I'd be helping you get dressed" he joked, as he he attempted to overcome his unease at his companion's shapeshift - then immediately started mentally cursing himself Great work man, make it awkward "I mean, this is more like armour straps than corset straps though" ... Really, mind? Really? "Not that you need a corset" Sigh "Because you're a mare, and horses..." Just stop, man.
He finishes the rest of the job silently, and remembered to slip a finger inside the strap to ensure it wasn't too tight, rather than his normal habit of giving the straps a yank when the horse exhaled.
"Is that alright? It's pretty impressive magic - is this new? Can you eat grass like that?"
"Hedda and I went to Appleton. "See the Festival" they said. "Best Apple Pies in Mendev" they said. They didn't mention the Urgathoan cult that run the damn thing. Good thing Hedda was there, or I'd've been baked into a pie myself."
"So - did you find what you were looking for, out there?" Arodric's question to Kaeda is delivered tentatively.
"I'll take last watch." Arodric offered "I'm feeling dead. Going to bed early." He unrolled his bedroll and curled up in it - still in clothes and armour like an experienced campaigner.
I won't recap with only two players...
BTW, good post Arodric. Really funny. :)
Game on!
Retraining Elemental (earth) school to Transmuter (Enhancement)...I'm good with this. You forgot to use your background skill light (5 ranks on a craft or profession skill NOT to be used for adventuring).
BTW, thank you for the character sheet. I should get you to do everyone's character sheet. :)
Thanks! I figured out that when you play in multiple games, it is really a pain to keep track of all the different abilities our PCs have, so an organized sheet helps a LOT!
For these skill points, I'll put 4 ranks in Profession (librarian) to reflect his past in Tar-Kazmukh and 1 rank in Profession (cook), that he acquired during adventuring.
I'll make the post in a couple of minutes.
I'll sneak a response to Arodric afterwhile - got a couple things to do.
Kazmuk looked amused at Arodric's conversation skills... it was in a new level of awkwardness, even in dwarven standard.
"Keep going Arodric... you are doing fine! And remember, in this shape she won't be able to slap you... just be careful of her kicks though..."
At Arodric's comment about her abilities being magical, Kazmuk tried to explain.
"Hum... it is not quite magic... at least not the sort of magic that you can write in a scroll. It is ancient nature magic, passed down by the druids of the land, only to them..."
A small tone of annoyance could be heard in his voice... after all, as a wizard, Kazmuk disliked any sort of magic denied to his kind.
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At Kaede's scene, Kazmuk could not stop himself of commenting.
"Always during any kind of journey, some scenes are strongly engraved in our minds, even after long years... I'm afraid this is one of them!" with a laugh, Kazmuk gets ready to prepare their meal.
"With so many dangerous missions, you all should try not to get yourselves killed during our breaks... My week was incredible and without any disastrous incident... I found quite interesting books in..." he then realized no one was really interested in his findings, so he decided to shut up.
As a child, Kazmuk always was fond of magic tricks so when he spotted the curious kids, he decided to make them a show atop his horse. With a quick movement of his hands, luminous faeries and tiny dragons flew from his hands, just to explode in bright lights.
"Hum, we do not look like farmers or tradespeople but I think our best shot right now is to blend in... take a drink and participate in a couple of games... people tend to talk when they think they are among friends."
He thinks for a couple of seconds before continuing.
"Lets try this..." Kazmuk concentrated on his ring and soon after he began to change... his clothes changed from those of a scholar to look like a merchant garb, he grew a feet and lost a couple pounds... he looked like a human, a common on, the only trace that remained was the beard. ... so, am I looking local? he asked, passing his hands on his beard.
Action 1:
“Good thing Hedda was there, or I'd've been baked into a pie myself."
Hedda smiled grimly, ”Good thing they weren’t paying attention to the girl. Turns out their intended food was a little spicy and didn’t agree with them.” Clapping Arodric on the shoulder she said, ”You weren’t ever in any real danger. You never actually made it to the oven even if you are still washing gravy out of your crevices. All in all, it was a good holiday.”
"With so many dangerous missions, you all should try not to get yourselves killed during our breaks... My week was incredible and without any disastrous incident... I found quite interesting books in..." he then realized no one was really interested in his findings, so he decided to shut up.
Much to Kazmuk’s surprise, Hedda had been listening. ”Where’s the fun in that? If I hadn’t gone to Appleton with Arodric, I would never have discovered a new spell. I saw one of the cultists casting something that allowed him to hit two people when he attacked one. I copied what he did and was surprised when it worked…although not as surprised as him and his friend. They fell with those looks on their faces.” Hedda finished her stew by running her finger along the side of her pot to get the last dregs that refused to run out on their own. ”This was really good, Kazmuk. Thanks. If we have more time the next time we stop, I’ll hunt some fresh meat for you.”
”Kaede, when you finish your watch you can wake me.”
Action 2:
Hedda wondered why the children hadn’t been taught better to be wary of strangers. She fought the urge to let her claws grow to give the children a proper lesson. In the end she gave a single nod and kept riding. They’d find out soon enough how cruel a place this world is.
When she got to the front of the wagon, she returned the old man’s stern gaze with a glare of her own that made him squirm in his seat.
Action 3:
Hedda had strong doubts whether they’d be able to blend in but she was all for a few drinks and maybe a few games. If they learned some information in the meantime, so be it.
Arodric eyed the equine Kaeda askance. "Sure, I can do it. Never though I'd be helping you get dressed" he joked, as he he attempted to overcome his unease at his companion's shapeshift - then immediately started mentally cursing himself Great work man, make it awkward "I mean, this is more like armour straps than corset straps though" ... Really, mind? Really? "Not that you need a corset" Sigh "Because you're a mare, and horses..." Just stop, man.
He finishes the rest of the job silently, and remembered to slip a finger inside the strap to ensure it wasn't too tight, rather than his normal habit of giving the straps a yank when the horse exhaled.
Kaede listened through Arodric's tumble of comments, snickering under her breath and trying (poorly) to disguise it as snorts and half-sneezes. When Arodric finished, she swung her head around and butted against his shoulder, an unmistakable equine gesture of thanks. (Or a request for an apple. A few nuances are lost in translation.)
"Is that alright? It's pretty impressive magic - is this new? Can you eat grass like that?"
"Hum... it is not quite magic... at least not the sort of magic that you can write in a scroll. It is ancient nature magic, passed down by the druids of the land, only to them..."
"What the dwarf said. To tell you the truth, I'm still figuring the whole thing out myself...I'd heard stories that my mother and grandmother could do it, but if so, they weren't exactly giving lessons. I just know I went away for...prayers after we got back with those prisoners, and next I knew, I ended up with paws and fur. I haven't tried grass yet - but let me tell you, the hunting as a mountain cat's fantastic."
She bared her teeth in a horsy grin, but after a couple of moments it began to fall, as if the topic of animal meals brought darker thoughts. With a stamp of her hoof, she shook the gathering gloom away. "Well, enough standing around - let's run! Maybe later I'll take you for a ride," she finishes with a wink toward Arodric before taking off through the gate.
"Hedda and I went to Appleton. "See the Festival" they said. "Best Apple Pies in Mendev" they said. They didn't mention the Urgathoan cult that run the damn thing. Good thing Hedda was there, or I'd've been baked into a pie myself."
Hedda smiled grimly, ”Good thing they weren’t paying attention to the girl. Turns out their intended food was a little spicy and didn’t agree with them.” Clapping Arodric on the shoulder she said, ”You weren’t ever in any real danger. You never actually made it to the oven even if you are still washing gravy out of your crevices. All in all, it was a good holiday.”
"I thought I'd picked up a whiff of onions and garlic." Kaede leaned over and took an exaggerated sniff - there's still something decidedly animal about it, like a mastiff at a bone, though she was in human shape.
"With so many dangerous missions, you all should try not to get yourselves killed during our breaks... My week was incredible and without any disastrous incident... I found quite interesting books in..." he then realized no one was really interested in his findings, so he decided to shut up.
"Oh, I don't know, Kaz - tearing into some of those damned corruptors of the fallen sounds like my idea of a good time. I'm just sorry I missed it. And hey, you guys made it out in one piece. All my best holidays have ended that way."
”Kaede, when you finish your watch you can wake me.”
"Sur-rrr-e thing," Kaede answered, the barest hint of a growl coming through.
"So - did you find what you were looking for, out there?" Arodric's question to Kaeda is delivered tentatively.
At the question, Kaede shifted, and a huge canine head, eyes reflecting a faint green in the firelight, nestled into the scrub grass. "I felt weak before," she answered softly, hoping only Arodric could hear. "I couldn't take two steps without tripping over my stupid boots, or swing that hammer without accidentally chucking it at a friend's head. I don't think I did one truly useful thing our entire time with Sir Ilivan, and I couldn't help but think - if I'd been stronger, would we have lost him at all?
"I was scared - I thought I was losing my connection to Sarkoris entirely. May not have chosen to be what I am, but it is who I am, you know? I bet you do, better than anyone; that sword's as much a part of you as the spirits are of me. I left to try to reconnect with those spirits, my history, the way of life I was born to. You 'civilized' types may think your way's great, but it's just not for me, no offense." Kaede let out a low, rough chuckle. "And now you're talking to a wolf the size of a horse. I think it worked out."
Shifting her weight, she landed next to Arodric with a soft thump, dinner-plate size paw next to his knee. "Thanks for asking."
Arodric blushed at Kaz's comments, and did his best to keep his remaining tatters of dignity intact.
washing gravy out of your crevices. All in all, it was a good holiday.
Arodric shuddered "I used to love pork pies with applesauce. I don't think I'll ever be able to eat one again." He shook his head and sighed "I know we had to kill the priest. I still feel bad they had to abandon the town afterwards. I'll give them this - the man might've been a cannibalistic murdering necromancer, but he knew how to defend a town. There's a good chance the Demons wouldn't've been able to take it."
Arodric just rolled his eyes at the father's stern look. He'd grown up on the Mendev border. If they'd been hostile - and out here there was a good chance they would have been - stern looks would've done nothing. Hedda had obviously had the same thoughts, and he shared a knowing look with her once she put the man back in his place.
"Man I hate townies."
"Look, as Appleton showed, there's a good chance they're going to recognise me - or at least the sword. Do you want to split up? Do you want me to try to do a disguise?" Arodric looked over to Sabola - the closest thing this squad had to a diplomat.