The Order of the Albatross (Inactive)

Game Master Signore di Fortuna

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Female Halfling Druid 1 [ HP 9 / 9 | AC:17 / T15 / FF 13 | F+4 / R+4 / W+6 | Percep +9 | Init +3] ]

Goldi looks up at her friend, Huh/ oh, yeah, I'm fine. just been thinkin about something a heard my ma say not to long ago. at first i really didn't understand, but I think...I'm starting to.


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

Taking a seat next to her, she looks at Goldi. "Really? Well....what was it that she said?"

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Female Halfling Druid 1 [ HP 9 / 9 | AC:17 / T15 / FF 13 | F+4 / R+4 / W+6 | Percep +9 | Init +3] ]

Goldi turns to face Frostine, "Selfhood begins with a walking away And love is proved in the letting go."

she pauses a bit, then continues, Frosty, i am sorry, I felt a little, well, jealous is the best word, when you decided to learn from Jettar. but I remembered what my ma said, I guess the best way to show how much I do care, is to also let go.

She smiles trying not to laugh, I probably am not making any sense at all am I.


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 screams as a strange man appears in Goldi's place. Help...help....stranger danger! Lol
Frostine looks confused for a moment before looking at Goldi with concern, "What....what are you saying? You....you aren't leaving me are you?" Her eyebrows knit together as her expression changes slightly. "I'm sorry....I didn't mean to make you feel bad. Having Jettar help me wasn't meant as a slight against you." She looks down and wipes at her eyes.

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Female Halfling Druid 1 [ HP 9 / 9 | AC:17 / T15 / FF 13 | F+4 / R+4 / W+6 | Percep +9 | Init +3] ]

ok fixed it..paizo was acting funny for a bit

Goldi puts her hands up no no no no, I am not leaving you. its just that I just have to get used to you being around other people. I spent so much time protecting you, looking out for you, well, you became the second most important thing in my life, next to truffles.

she scratches truffles head to give him some attention. I guess I have to learn that you are growing up. I have to let you grow, like ma let me grow. sure she cried when I told her about this trip. but she said, the best way she could show her love for me was to let me go. and that's what i have to do. I have to let you grow, the best way you know how. Its the best way I can show you how much I do care.

but hey, I ain't leaving you, just gonna let you have some space. and who knows, maybe in that whole new ice land place, there will be a whole new kind of frost halflings. ... or something

the last part of her sentence had a definite change of tone in her voice


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 throws her arms around Goldi suddenly and embraces her while trying to be gentle, "Oh Sugarsnap....you just don't know what you mean to me." Loosening her grip a little she sniffles a bit, "I guess I haven't been too good at the whole, "growing up" thing. Mostly because it felt nice having someone who would look after me, who cared about me." She waves a hand, "I know what you're going to say....and while I'm sure in some weird way my parents actually loved me....I never felt it from them....the way I did with you. I know I can't cling to you forever and I need to learn how to stand on my own two feet....but, I'll always be your Frosty. Okay?" She wipes her eyes quickly, the cold air stinging her eyes as they continue to leak.


The day slowly passes into the afternoon as the knights clean up the last of the sahuagin attack.

I can never spell "sahuagin" right...


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

It's one of them tricky words.


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That's why I avoided it with shark/fish people.


As GM, I have to be a bit better than that, lol.


♀ 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

As afternoon falls the skald approaches Eleanor seeking to mend the disgruntlement that sets the other woman apart. "If we are all going to be grouped together I think it best to get to know each other no?"


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Eleanor looks up at the much taller woman and nods. "Couldn't hurt I suppose. What did you have in mind exactly?"


♀ 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

"Well talking is always a good start. Easier to watch someone's back when you know them." Sigrdrífa says leaning against the rail. "The name is Sigrdrífa." she says with a smile.


Male Fetchling Druid (Reincarnated) 1 /\/\ Init: +2 | HP: 4/9 | AC: 15 | FF: 13 | Tch: 12 | Fort: +3 | Ref: +2 | Will: +4 | +2 vs Fear and Death Effects | Percep: +6 |

As Frostine walked away, Jettar took up the scrap of cloth, held it next to where he had removed it, and re-attached it with a wave of his hand. Once his cloak was like new again, he looked out over the water and patted Shadrath's head. "She has a ways to go, my friend, but at least she's on the right track."


Bear Init: +2 | HP: 12/17 (13/18) | AC: 15 | FF: 13 | Tch: 13 | Fort: +4 | Ref: +5 | Will: +1 | Percep: +5 |

The bear leaned his head towards the Druid as he began scratching behind his ear.


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Ellie scratches her companion's neck. "Alright, I'm Eleanor and this is my guardian Umbra."


♀ 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

"Well met Eleanor, what brings you and your beautiful cat so far north?" smiling at Eleanor and her companion.


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Ellie smirks at Sigrdrifa's choice of words. "I'm the kind to leap before I look, the gold was generous so I took the offer. Yourself?"


♀ 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

At Elenor's smirk, Sigrdrífa chuckles realizing the possible double meaning to her words. "For me it's a chance to travel, gain a bit of adventure, meet interesting people and perhaps pick up a good tale or two." she says smiling. "So far I've already managed three of the four."


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Eleanor finds herself rather impressed with the songstress/warrior, and slightly jealous with her way of life. She could hardly remember when she found such joy in her own.

Ellie allows herself to relax a bit. "None about me I hope, I don't know what I'd do if I walked into a tavern and some drunks were roaring about my beautiful cat."


Male Fetchling Druid (Reincarnated) 1 /\/\ Init: +2 | HP: 4/9 | AC: 15 | FF: 13 | Tch: 12 | Fort: +3 | Ref: +2 | Will: +4 | +2 vs Fear and Death Effects | Percep: +6 |

Jettar closed his eyes, and inhaled deeply through his nose, taking in the sweet salt air. It had truly been sometime since he had been upon the sea. As a matter of fact, at one time he shared a special bond with the ocean, deriving great power from it. Now there were some interesting adventures. Then the Fetchlings ears picked up the Viking woman's comment about picking up a tale or two. He smirked, Perhaps I should mention a couple of my past lives.


♀ 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

Sigrdrífa can't suppress her grin. "No fear of that. Were I to write a song about your....beautiful cat...you'd be the very first audience." she says, her voice shifting in pitch. "Though I have to say, watching you fight is like a form of poetry itself."


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 sat and chatted with Goldi for a bit. She didn't know quite what to make of everything yet....but, she didn't want Goldi to feel like she was leaving her behind.

As the morning turned into afternoon Frostine looked down at Mr. Truffles and noticed how sad he looked. She rubbed his head and scratched him behind the ears, "I bet you're still waiting for some more food aren't you? C'mon, let's go see if we can get something. It feels about time for lunch anyways."

She looks at Goldi, "Hey...why don't we go see what there is for lunch? I know Mr. Truffles would probably like that."

Smiling she stands up and waits while Goldi gets up from her spot to walk back towards the galley.


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With a laugh Ellie replies. "I've never heard of a poem about a fish-man getting drop kicked."


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

On their way back to the galley, Frostine gives the others a slight smile and nod as she passes them.

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Female Halfling Druid 1 [ HP 9 / 9 | AC:17 / T15 / FF 13 | F+4 / R+4 / W+6 | Percep +9 | Init +3] ]

Sugarsnap hops up I almost forgot about second breakfast, Truffles usually just rummages around the kitchen back home.

Goldi follows along with Frosty, as they pass the others she waves rather excitedly. come-on its second breakfast, don't want to be late.


greater magic fang HP: 20/59 - AC: 25 / T: 10 / FF: 22 - Fort: +8, Ref: +6, Will: +4 - CMB: +9, CMD: 20 (24 trip) - Speed: 40 - Perception: +6 (scent, Low Light) - Init: +0

Truffles trots along beside them both happy as can be, knowing he get to eat some more.


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 laughs, "Yes....more commonly known as lunch."

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Female Halfling Druid 1 [ HP 9 / 9 | AC:17 / T15 / FF 13 | F+4 / R+4 / W+6 | Percep +9 | Init +3] ]

Goldi stops suddenly, Wait....lunch?, that after second breakfast...did I....Oh drat now I have to eat lunch twice to catch up...

She grabs Frosty by the hand and rushes to the galley come on we gotta hurry, there's lots of extra eating we gotta do to catch up.


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 just shakes her head and laughs as she lets Goldi drag her along.


♀ 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

"Keep on...drop kicking them in such a flashy mannet and I'll have to change that." Sig says with a wink.


Bear Init: +2 | HP: 12/17 (13/18) | AC: 15 | FF: 13 | Tch: 13 | Fort: +4 | Ref: +5 | Will: +1 | Percep: +5 |

While Jettar was lost in contemplation, Shadrath made his way over to Sig and sat down, looking up at her as if waiting for something.


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"Alright, I'll try and give you something to write about then. I think your friend wants something." Ellie says pointing to the inquiring bear.


♀ 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

Grinning at Ellie, Sigrdrífa turns to Shadrath sitting expectantly next to her. "What is it?" she asks while scratching the bears ears affectionately.


Bear Init: +2 | HP: 12/17 (13/18) | AC: 15 | FF: 13 | Tch: 13 | Fort: +4 | Ref: +5 | Will: +1 | Percep: +5 |

The bear tilted his head, enjoying the scratching. Once he had enough, he wandered back over to Jettar and laid down.


The day lazily turns into evening, an air of excitement and anticipation taking over the ship.

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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 Goldi she says, "We must almost be there. Everyone seems so excited."

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Female Halfling Druid 1 [ HP 9 / 9 | AC:17 / T15 / FF 13 | F+4 / R+4 / W+6 | Percep +9 | Init +3] ]

Goldi climbs up on a barrel to get a better look, yeah, I think we are. she tries to see as far as she can, looking for land.


Goldi peers out along the dark sea but sees no sign of land.


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 giggles a bit, "I don't think we're quite that close yet. " She tugs a bit absentmindedly on the sleeves of her garment, which at a glance doesn't seem to be very thick, but she doesn't really seem cold either.


♀ 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 looks like people are excited about something." Sigrdrífa says to Ellie walking up to the woman who was a living weapon. She'd walked around the ship a bit after they'd talked, and found that she enjoyed the brash warrior's company.


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Survival: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20

Ellie sighs. "It'd better not be those walking fish again, it took me forever to get that slime off my boot."


Male Fetchling Druid (Reincarnated) 1 /\/\ Init: +2 | HP: 4/9 | AC: 15 | FF: 13 | Tch: 12 | Fort: +3 | Ref: +2 | Will: +4 | +2 vs Fear and Death Effects | Percep: +6 |

Jettar observes everyone, trying to get a sense of what they might be excited about.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21


The slight chill in the air coupled with falling snow lets Jettar know that the ship is nearing its destination and the probable cause of the excitement. A couple hours later, everyone can see titanic statues of ancient vikings, carved out of ice, looming over the ship.

"Steady as she goes, captain," you hear a voice from the crow's nest say.


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 just looks up at the statues in amazement, "Wooowww....."

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Male Fetchling Druid (Reincarnated) 1 /\/\ Init: +2 | HP: 4/9 | AC: 15 | FF: 13 | Tch: 12 | Fort: +3 | Ref: +2 | Will: +4 | +2 vs Fear and Death Effects | Percep: +6 |

At the sight of the statues, Jettar's mind couldn't help but flash back through several of his lives.

Knowledge (History): 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21


Jettar:
Very few people have laid their eyes upon the Ice Titans of Frijia. Rumored to have been crafted painstakingly by the first viking lords who settled on Frijia, many ships have been lost by being mesmerized by their size and detail. Indeed, you can see remnants of several ships scattered at the feet of the giant sculpture. The statues seem to have discrete symbols to show where safe passage is. Frijia was once meant to be a settlement or a trading outpost, but, for some unknown reason, this never came to pass.


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 closes her mouth in an attempt to get over her initial shock and looks around. "Wow.... They're sooo amazing.....I've never seen anything like that before." There seems to be a bit of awe to the tone of her voice as she admires the details of the statues.

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Male Fetchling Druid (Reincarnated) 1 /\/\ Init: +2 | HP: 4/9 | AC: 15 | FF: 13 | Tch: 12 | Fort: +3 | Ref: +2 | Will: +4 | +2 vs Fear and Death Effects | Percep: +6 |

Moving forward to get a better look, Jettar found himself next to Frostine. "The Ice Titans of Frijia. Supposedly crafted by the first vikings to settle here, but the settlement didn't remain long for some unknown reason."


You hear the voice of the lieutenant over the 'oohs' and 'ahhs' of those on deck. "It will still be a few hours before we reach shore, so I politely advise you all get some sleep. The morning will be quite an ordeal."

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