The Reclamation of Zahvroma (Inactive)

Game Master Signore di Fortuna

Chapter 7: To Forge The Future Combat Map


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Serenity:
Elena writhes in pleasure, her hands stroking Drago's upper back. "Mmm, yuh yuh yesss..."

Her eyes brighten, a swirl of love and lust passing through them. She holds his head against her breast. "I...I'm...getting there..."


Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9
Sienna Teriton wrote:
"I smell good stuff," Sienna hollers. "You better have made a lot of it."

She laughs at hearing the hollar, "Yes...and of course there's a lot. Isn't there always?" she yells right back to the tiefling before falling into another fit of laughter and rubbing her eyes.

Looking at Tarja she smiles, "I think we done good."


Female Anizari Magus (Bladebound) 8 : Mythic tier 3 Champion

The sight of Ylrhea’s breasts conjures flashbacks of her dream. With effort she shifts her gaze to her face, looking into the gnome’s big beautiful eyes, the flicker of joy she sees there at once triggering twinges of happiness, anguish and guilt.

”The fact is if I’m honest with myself…….I love you too. I don’t love Clara any less but I honestly can’t imagine not having to by my side. Every time you talk about leaving there’s this little stab of…..loss…terror I don’t know but…. You have a place in my heart. It isn’t fair to you..or to Clara but I can’t lie to you..or myself for that matter.”

More on instinct than conscious though she reaches out and wipes the tears from Ylrhea’s face. ”You are a better person, you’re one of the most amazing women I’ve ever met.”


Female Human Paladin 6/Champion 1 HP: 47/47; AC:18, T:11, FF:18, Init +0, Perception +0, F:+10, R:+6, W:+9 (Immune to disease and fear)

Meanwhile:
An ale and a bath had done little to dull her desires, but now she felt something else through the ring...love and shame. Clara bowed her head. Part of her knew that this wouldn't work...but she was needed here in Valwick. She prayed to Iomedae for an answer and one came in a flash. She took up her sword and went to look for Alethiro.


Female Gnome Rogue 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Trickster) HP: 115/115; AC: 26, FF: 19, T: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +16, Will +7 (+4 vs fear); Perception: +19; Init: +8

Ylrhea rolls on her back, the blanket falling to her waist. "I keep screwing up. Maybe if I didn't feel this way, you wouldn't feel this way. It's taking everything I have not to just kiss you and touch you. When you got hit...yeah, I know that stab of terror, that fear of loss. I love you and I'm scared to lose you. I want to give in...but I don't want you to do something that you'd regret."


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Male Dhampir Investigator (Psychic Detective) 12/Archmage 3 /\/\ Init: +6 | HP: 76/76 | AC: 21 | FF: 17 | Tch: 17 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +13 | Will: +12 | +2 vs Disease / Mind-Affecting, +4 Ref vs Traps, +4 vs Psychic Spells / SLA | Perc: +17 (+6 vs Traps)

Serenity:
Drago kept the intensified pace, waves of ecstasy washing over him. The Dhampir could feel her body tense as her pleasure peaks at the same time that his does. As the waves pass, he holds her close to his chest. "That was amazing."


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Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9

Oh damn....damn....my oh shit meter is tingling. *nervous laughter*


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Serenity:
Elena gasps and pants, pressed against Drago's chest. "It was...I don't want to let you go..."


Male Elf Cleric 8 / Hierophant 1 /\/\ Init: +1 | HP: 53 / 53 | AC: 18 | FF: 17 | Tch: 11 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +3 | Will: +9 | Per: +10 | Special: +2 saves vs Enchant and emotions spells and effects |

Meanwhile:
Alethiro was awoken from a exhausted sleep by a knocking on his door. Throwing on his robe, he unlatched and opened the door. "Clara? What are you doing here?"


Female Human Paladin 6/Champion 1 HP: 47/47; AC:18, T:11, FF:18, Init +0, Perception +0, F:+10, R:+6, W:+9 (Immune to disease and fear)

Meanwhile:
Clara looks extremely distraught. "I...I felt something through my ring. I think something is wrong with Sādhanā. I want to go check on her and the others as well. Will you stand with me?"


Female Tiefling Sorcerer 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Archmage) HP: 92/92; AC: 21, T: 14, FF: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +10, Will: +10, Init: +12, Perception: +11

Sienna gets out of the tub and starts drying off. "Hey, cutie, do you think we should grab our stuff out of the room if Sādhanā and Ylrhea are...talking?"


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Male Dhampir Investigator (Psychic Detective) 12/Archmage 3 /\/\ Init: +6 | HP: 76/76 | AC: 21 | FF: 17 | Tch: 17 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +13 | Will: +12 | +2 vs Disease / Mind-Affecting, +4 Ref vs Traps, +4 vs Psychic Spells / SLA | Perc: +17 (+6 vs Traps)

Serenity:
Drago's nostrils caught the scent of food. "And I don't want to let you go. But it would appear food is being prepared. I'll have to leave, but I will be back later tonight, and we can spend some more time together. I love you." With a final kiss, everything began to fade.

Drago came out of his meditation feeling slightly saddened by the fact he had to part from her so abruptly. He made his way to the eating area, "Something smells good."


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Female Tiefling Sorcerer 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Archmage) HP: 92/92; AC: 21, T: 14, FF: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +10, Will: +10, Init: +12, Perception: +11

Sienna shakes her wet hair as Drago comes out of the room. "You know...some women would be freaked out by being seen naked by a man...We're too close of a family. I'm gonna use your room to change, Drago."

She doesn't bother wrapping a towel around herself as she creeps into the bedroom where the gnome and magus are.


Male Elf Cleric 8 / Hierophant 1 /\/\ Init: +1 | HP: 53 / 53 | AC: 18 | FF: 17 | Tch: 11 | Fort: +6 | Ref: +3 | Will: +9 | Per: +10 | Special: +2 saves vs Enchant and emotions spells and effects |

Meanwhile:
"You mean leave Valwick and follow them?" Then he truly noticed how she looked, "What did you feel Clara?"


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Female Human Paladin 6/Champion 1 HP: 47/47; AC:18, T:11, FF:18, Init +0, Perception +0, F:+10, R:+6, W:+9 (Immune to disease and fear)

Meanwhile:
"Love and...guilt," Clara says, her voice shaking. "Yes, I mean to cut my way through whatever evil stands between me and my wife. I cannot do it alone, but I will try if I have to."


Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
Stats:
Init: +11* | HP: 170/170 | AC: 21 | FF: 16 | Fort: +13 | Ref: +15 | Will: +11 | Perception: +20* | Surge 11/11 | Spirit Bond 3/3

Cyna stretches and dips lower into the water. "I'll be out in a minute, I want to relax a bit longer."


Female Tiefling Sorcerer 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Archmage) HP: 92/92; AC: 21, T: 14, FF: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +10, Will: +10, Init: +12, Perception: +11

Sienna sneaks into the room and grabs her and Cyna's clothing. She stops by the bath to kiss her fiancee before going into the bedroom.


Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9

All they can hear is laughing from the cooking area.


Female Anizari Magus (Bladebound) 8 : Mythic tier 3 Champion

"I....I can't....I need to...gods you're beautiful." Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath Sādhanā focuses her thoughts. "There is a part of me that would love nothing more than to take you in my arms right now.....but just like I owe it to you to make sure you know how I feel, I owe it to Clara too. I love you both...more than I can put into words...but I....can't do.....I can't betray her like that. I'm completely lost with what to do...I love two people and the idea of losing either of you is...crippling. I want....I don't know what I want.


Female Gnome Rogue 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Trickster) HP: 115/115; AC: 26, FF: 19, T: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +16, Will +7 (+4 vs fear); Perception: +19; Init: +8

Ylrhea sits up, letting the blanket fall to the floor, her eyes watching Sienna enter and leave the room. She then turns back to Sādhanā. "I guess you have it a lot harder than I do."


Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9

Once she gets the laughing under control, Arista reaches into the bag and pulls out a bottle of wine that for the life of her she couldn't remember where she grabbed it from...but she did.

Taking a couple of mugs she pours barely a finger's worth for herself, and two fingers for tarja. Handing Tarja the mug she says, "Here, I know you don't require food or beverage, but this has a really nice flavor to it and while I was saving it to take back home, I could really really use a little tiny taste of it now." She sighs as she undoubtedly gets a look from Tarja, "I know I know.....but it's only a tiny bit and I haven't had any at all in weeks. I really don't think this tiny little bit is gonna hurt me."


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Female Anizari Magus (Bladebound) 8 : Mythic tier 3 Champion

"Not like you're making it any easier." Sādhanā says with a small smile.

She suddenly feels an...intensity coming from her ring. Clara could feel everything going through her right now and it brought a sharp focus to her.

"Yeah, it is. And....I think it's only going to get harder, but...I have to follow my heart, and that means letting you know how I feel."


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Female Gnome Rogue 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Trickster) HP: 115/115; AC: 26, FF: 19, T: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +16, Will +7 (+4 vs fear); Perception: +19; Init: +8

Ylrhea stands up and walks over to Sādhanā, her scarred and naked body trembling. "I want you badly..."

She puts a hand on the magus' face. "Stop me, please...Just walk away because I don't know if I can right now."


Female Anizari Magus (Bladebound) 8 : Mythic tier 3 Champion

Sādhanā can feel her body react as Ylrhea stands up, her eyes roaming her body, scarred yet beautiful, her dream didn't do the gnome justice.

She could feel her heart hammering in her chest, as she leans her face into the tender caress.

She desperately wanted to kiss each and every scar, to let her know how beautiful and accepted and loved she was....just like she'd done that first night with Clara.

Clara

Will save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

With her eyes welling with tears the magus looks into Ylrhea's eyes. "I can't walk away from you.......but I can't give in.....not right now....not here..without. I...I could never reject you Ylrhea....but....can you give me time?"


Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9

Well hellfire....

She takes her time sipping slowly on the minuscule amount of wine she allotted herself. She was glad that Sadhana had decided to talk to Ylrhea...there was obviously something troubling their friend, something that had been weighing on her for quite some time. Arista knew she wasn't always the easiest person to talk to and hoped that Sadhana could help her with whatever it was that had been troubling her. She hated that Ylrhea felt the way she did...she knew it had something to do with Ylrhea feeling like she loved someone that couldn't love her back...but, who wouldn't love her? That was just silly.

She contemplates things as the stew simmers over the fire and indulges in the refreshment. The good side to all this upheaval was that there was no one to yell at her.


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Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
Stats:
Init: +11* | HP: 170/170 | AC: 21 | FF: 16 | Fort: +13 | Ref: +15 | Will: +11 | Perception: +20* | Surge 11/11 | Spirit Bond 3/3

Much longer than originally planned.:
Cyna takes a deep breath and closes her eyes sinking below the surface of the water entirely. She lets herself drift off with a sense of freedom not unlike her new found flying ability. There weren't many chances to be alone these days, she savored every second under the water. Away from danger or concern for her friends health or safety. A few moments to unwind and drift was like paradise to the crusading adventurer.

All to soon did her lungs beg for oxygen though as Cyna raised herself from the depths to take a much needed breath. Wiping the water from her eyes the Ranger was shocked to find herself somewhere much different than where she had started. She was still in a large bath, this one was open to a sky filled with dark clouds. On a raised stone structure above the canopy of a surrounding Jungle. A single brazier with a low burning magical flame illuminated the immediate area somewhat.

"What the hell?" Cyna practically shouts.

The Ranger is greeted by a faint laugh as a woman clad only in an open silk robe steps into the light. "Calm down my dear, it's perfectly safe as long as we stay near the flame."

Slinking away from the woman Cyna bares her only weapon exposing her sharp teeth. "What's going on and how did I get here?" she demands to know.

The woman slips off her robe and steps into the water, her face concealed by a darkness that Cyna's fiend touched eyes would normally have no difficulty with. "Our mutual friends brought you here. Spirits, they do the bidding of their masters and you wanted to be free, so here you are."

The magical flame dims and a distant thunderous roar fills the sky . "Bullshit!" Cyna responds sliding further away from the stranger.

The woman frowns and disappears beneath the glowing water, resurfacing behind the distraught tiefling. The stranger tenderly wraps her arms around Cyna and gently bites down on the Rangers ear, causing her strength to fail her. "Careful now dear, your anger will bring destruction upon us. That flame is the only thing keeping the darkness back and it is controlled by your emotion."

"How did you, no what have you done to me." Cyna manages to say through labored breaths.

The strange woman laughs softly. "Silly I know you better than you know yourself, including all of your weak spots." She says as she continues to play with Cyna's ear the woman slides her hand down the Rangers toned flesh and begins to pleasure Cyna.

The Ranger groans and futility protests. "That's not possible. Who are you?" She manages to say between gasps.

"I'm disappointed that you don't remember me, but that's alright everything will become clear soon enough. Now stop fighting it, there's no shame in enjoying yourself is there?" The stranger moves on from Cyna's ear and lightly bites down on her neck as she continues to fondle the helpless Ranger.

It doesn't take long before Cyna begins to convulse from the probing, her eyes rolled so far back she almost loses consciousness. The woman releases Cyna and allows the Ranger to drift away. "Sweet dreams, Cynafae." the stranger whispers as Cyna dips below the surface of he water. The strangers face still concealed in shadow but an oddly familiar set of eyes stare back at her.

Moments later Cyna finds herself back where she started gasping for air. A small trickle of blood runs down her neck from the wound on her lobe. "What the f#@& was that." she gasps between breaths.


Female Gnome Rogue 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Trickster) HP: 115/115; AC: 26, FF: 19, T: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +16, Will +7 (+4 vs fear); Perception: +19; Init: +8

Ylrhea leans in close to Sādhanā, her naked body pressing against Sādhanā's armor. "If I pushed you away, you'd know I was lying. I can't help but feel like the worst person alive right now...I also can't help that this also feels right somehow."

She tilts her head and kisses the magus tenderly but firmly on the lips. "Time will not make this easier and you know it."


Female Tiefling Sorcerer 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Archmage) HP: 92/92; AC: 21, T: 14, FF: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +10, Will: +10, Init: +12, Perception: +11

Sienna walks back into the main room. "Cutie, are you alright? You're bleeding..."


Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
Stats:
Init: +11* | HP: 170/170 | AC: 21 | FF: 16 | Fort: +13 | Ref: +15 | Will: +11 | Perception: +20* | Surge 11/11 | Spirit Bond 3/3

Cyna wipes the blood off her ear and looks at her hand. Realizing that whatever just happened wasn't all in her head. "I think I was just..." Shock appears on her face as Cyna practically leaps from the bath and quickly wraps a towel around herself.

She stares back at the water with horror. "I think I was just somewhere else."


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Meanwhile:
A ship pulls into Valwick harbor and a weathered elven woman steps down the gangplank, her footsteps determined and her face haggard. An old but stout longbow is slung on her back. She looks around the town before slipping into the tavern.

"Barkeep," she calls, her voice cultured and strong. "I'm looking for someone. I figured you might know of the people around here."

Ieyasu approaches. "Yes, ma'am, I do. Who is it you're looking for?"

"I'm looking for a blonde tiefling. Her name is Cyna," the woman says.

"She isn't here now. She's gone to help with our problems."

A smile creeps on the woman's face. "Any idea when she'll be back?"

"It's been three weeks already," Ieyasu says with a shrug. "I couldn't tell you."

"I've got time..." the woman says with a sigh. "I'll take some wine, if you have any."

Ieyasu nods and fetches some wine and a glass. "May I ask why you are looking for her? We don't want trouble in our town."

The woman looks into Ieyasu's eyes. "She's my daughter and I've been searching for her for a long time."


Female Tiefling Sorcerer 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Archmage) HP: 92/92; AC: 21, T: 14, FF: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +10, Will: +10, Init: +12, Perception: +11

Sienna wraps her arms around Cyna. "You're here with me now. You're safe, okay?"


Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
Stats:
Init: +11* | HP: 170/170 | AC: 21 | FF: 16 | Fort: +13 | Ref: +15 | Will: +11 | Perception: +20* | Surge 11/11 | Spirit Bond 3/3

"You don't understand... I... never mind." Cyna turns away to fetch her clothes, hiding the shame on her face from her fiance. She couldn't bring herself to admit what she'd done.


Female Tiefling Sorcerer 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Archmage) HP: 92/92; AC: 21, T: 14, FF: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +10, Will: +10, Init: +12, Perception: +11

Sienna sighs as Cyna runs from her. "What in the wide world of Vesaria is going on here?"


Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
Stats:
Init: +11* | HP: 170/170 | AC: 21 | FF: 16 | Fort: +13 | Ref: +15 | Will: +11 | Perception: +20* | Surge 11/11 | Spirit Bond 3/3

Cyna throws on her clothes and grabs her blade. She still had no idea what was going on and she wasn't about to be defenseless again anytime soon.

She follows her nose to the kitchen hoping to distract herself.


Female Tiefling Sorcerer 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Archmage) HP: 92/92; AC: 21, T: 14, FF: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +10, Will: +10, Init: +12, Perception: +11

Sienna gives Cyna a glance but says nothing. If she trusts me, she'll talk to me.

Suddenly, the tiefling had no appetite and heads outside.

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Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9

Hearing someone coming she slides the glass under the bench she says, "Hey there....everything okay?"

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Female Anizari Magus (Bladebound) 8 : Mythic tier 3 Champion

For all her focus, for all her brilliance and force of will Sādhanā melts into the kiss a shudder passing through her. Some part of her mind felt like she'd been waiting for this forever, while another railed against herself. She felt thrilled, incredibly aroused, and absolutely horrible.

After what feels like an eternity she pulls away. Her body screaming in protest. "I have to......I need to take a walk outside. If I stay here...with you.... like this....my resolve will crumble. But, if I give in now...would I be the person you fell in love with? Please...just give me time to....I don't know...just a little time?"

Ylrhea sees a vulnerability she's never seen in the magus before, completely open, her heart laid completely bare.


Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
Stats:
Init: +11* | HP: 170/170 | AC: 21 | FF: 16 | Fort: +13 | Ref: +15 | Will: +11 | Perception: +20* | Surge 11/11 | Spirit Bond 3/3

Cyna shakes her head and finds a spot to sit down. "Not really. I still feel like I'm drowning."


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Female Gnome Rogue 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Trickster) HP: 115/115; AC: 26, FF: 19, T: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +16, Will +7 (+4 vs fear); Perception: +19; Init: +8

Ylrhea takes a step back from Sadhana, grabs the blanket and wraps it around herself. "Y-yeah...sorry..."

The gnome sits on her bed. "If you gave in because that's how you really felt, I wouldn't love you any less. I don't think much will change how I feel about you."

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Female Anizari Magus (Bladebound) 8 : Mythic tier 3 Champion

Despite the fact that it only complicated matters, Ylrhea's words still bring a warm smile to Sādhanā's tear streaked face. "Or I you..." she says in an almost whisper. "I'll.....I'll be back in a little while ok?"

She stands up, her knees feeling as if they were made of water.


Female Gnome Rogue 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Trickster) HP: 115/115; AC: 26, FF: 19, T: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +16, Will +7 (+4 vs fear); Perception: +19; Init: +8

Ylrhea smiles back. "Take your time."

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Female Anizari Magus (Bladebound) 8 : Mythic tier 3 Champion

Nodding quietly, the magus exits the bedroom, trying to make it outside before running into anyone. As she walks out the door she takes a deep breath of the chilly air to help her clear her head.

Her mind was a muddle, her heart at once burdened and relieved, and through it she was aware of the pulse of emotion through her ring.

Oblivion:
"Well, there's no putting that genie back in the bottle now is there?"


Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9

And now we have really cold rain and lightning here.
Arista looks at Cyna with her sword....sword? She looks at her with a concerned expression on her face, "Drowning? Wh...wait, what do yo mean?"

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Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
Stats:
Init: +11* | HP: 170/170 | AC: 21 | FF: 16 | Fort: +13 | Ref: +15 | Will: +11 | Perception: +20* | Surge 11/11 | Spirit Bond 3/3

Cyna shakes her head. "The bath and I had a disagreement about how long I can hold my breath, that's all."


Sadhana:
"What I have to say at this point probably won't help."

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Female Tiefling Sorcerer 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Archmage) HP: 92/92; AC: 21, T: 14, FF: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +10, Will: +10, Init: +12, Perception: +11

"You're in one piece," Sienna says to Sadhana as the magus walks outside.

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Female Anizari Magus (Bladebound) 8 : Mythic tier 3 Champion

"If you can call it that. I'm a mess.But...." the magus stares off into the ditance. "I want to scream."

Oblivion:
"I've gotten this far by taking your concil haven't I? End of the day I still have to decide what to do."


Sādhanā:
"True, but I notice things that you do not. If you really want to know what I think, I'll tell you. But only when you're ready."


Female Aasimar Warpriest 12; Mythic tier 3rd (Marshal); HP: 102/102; AC: 25(28), FF: 19, T: 14; Init: +5, Fort: +12, Ref: +7, Will: +15; Perception: +9
Cyna Singer wrote:

Cyna shakes her head. "The bath and I had a disagreement about how long I can hold my breath, that's all."

Looking at her she cocks an eyebrow, "And you always carry that thing around when you have disagreements with water?" Getting up she goes over to Cyna and hunches down in front of her, "I know we've all been through hell lately, but...it'll get better. It has to right? I don't fully understand myself everything that's going on right now....but, we're always here for each other and we will all get through this....together."


Female Tiefling Sorcerer 13; Mythic Tier 3rd (Archmage) HP: 92/92; AC: 21, T: 14, FF: 17; Fort: +8, Ref: +10, Will: +10, Init: +12, Perception: +11

Sienna walks up to Sādhanā, standing next to her. "Well, something happened to Cyna and she won't talk about it, so...I'm right there with you. If it makes a difference and, usually what I say doesn't...You and Ylrhea seem right for each other. In the thick of battle, outside of it, even eating dinner...the two of you...compliment each other. You both care deeply for each other."

The tiefling sighs. "I didn't see that with Clara in the brief time that I knew her..."

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