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"So, is the way to Valwick clear from here?" Rivell asks as he eats.
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

She looks at Sadhana a little unsure of how exactly to answer his question. She had to think for a moment as they had been through quite a bit recently, "All threats should be taken care of. We pretty much cleared out every area between here and Valwick, so you shouldn't have any problems getting back there. Sorry...like I said, there has been a lot that has happened so it's kind of hard to remember everything that's gone on." She then over the course of the dinner tries to explain everything that had happened to them after they left as quickly and concisely as possible. Including her recent adoption of the little elven girl with the problems walking and slight delays.
♀ Tiefling Spirit Ranger 14, Trickster Tier 4
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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 watches Lea carefully. "Do you always eat like that or is it just that good?" she asks.
Female Tiefling Barbarian (Unchained) 12; HP: 142/142, DR:2/-; AC: 23, T: 15, FF: 19, Fort: +12, Ref: +8, Will: +5, Init: +3, Perception: +15

"I haven't had to eat before," Lea says.

Rivell listens patiently to Arista's tale. "Then I shall head south in the morning."
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

She nods as she eats some of the stew.
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

"It's been a while since we've had a hot bath," Ylrhea says. "Maybe we can take one after we eat."
Female Human (Anizari) Female Human (Anizari) Magus (Bladebound) 14 : Mythic tier 4th (Champion ); HP: 160/160; AC:34 FF:30, T:15; Init:+5, Fort: +12, Ref: +6, Will: +10; Perception:+4(+6)

"That sounds like an excellent idea." Sadhana says with a sigh.
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. They all needed to relax, especially with everything going on.
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

She looks up from her bowl of stew, "Yeah....I guess I could do with a bath too. I just can't stay in it too long."
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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 chuckles. "Remembering Konstantyná's advice?"
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Female Changeling Cleric (Midwife) 9 HP: 46/46; AC: 16(18), T: 10, FF: 16; Fort: +6, Ref: +4, Will: +11; Perception: +14; Init: +0

Midwife-sense tingling...
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

She nods, "Yeah....I don't wanna boil my baby. I may not always like being told what to do....but, she knows what she's talking about so I'm gonna listen to her about stuff if it keeps our baby safe." She says with a smile as she looks up at her husband.
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

"She'd probably be happy to hear that."
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

"I'm sure if it hadn't been for her I'd have done several stupid things by now that would hurt my baby. Konstantyna is great and I trust her with the safety of my baby. I need her to help me get through the next few months after I get back home.....and I really want her with me when I have this baby." She says matter of factly.
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 nods and smiles. "We'll get back to her in time. You can probably repay her with your cooking."
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

She smiles again, "Yeah, I can have her over for lunch and stuff sometimes. She was the first one to show me how to cook anyways."
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

"Oh, yeah," Ylrhea says. "I bet she'd be surprised at your progress."
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

She finishes her stew, "She might....I just hope we get home in time so I get to do those things with her.....with everyone." She says taking a drink of her water.
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)

Rest:
Drago couldn’t help but think, As long as I don’t go flying into trees or get stuck in midair, I’ll be fine. ”Practical exercises are always a bonus. Does Tarja need to be around for any of this?”
Female Human (Anizari) Female Human (Anizari) Magus (Bladebound) 14 : Mythic tier 4th (Champion ); HP: 160/160; AC:34 FF:30, T:15; Init:+5, Fort: +12, Ref: +6, Will: +10; Perception:+4(+6)

"We will. At least we know it's coming, and thanks to Tesia and Rhadaya those in charge back at home know it as well." Sādhanā says putting a hand on Arista's shoulder.

Rest:
"Not to start with," Basir replies. "While our eidolons are powerful allies, you must learn that they are not the only ones you can call upon for aid."

After dinner, Rivell helps to clean up and fills the large tub. After setting up the fire below, he bids the group a good night and heads to the men's quarters.
Female Tiefling Barbarian (Unchained) 12; HP: 142/142, DR:2/-; AC: 23, T: 15, FF: 19, Fort: +12, Ref: +8, Will: +5, Init: +3, Perception: +15

Lea looks at the tub, then at the rest of the group. "What is that?"
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

She smiles gratefully up at Sadhana for her support and comforting words. At Lea's inquiry about the tub she looks at the trifling and smiles, "That my dear....is a bit of heaven on Vesaria." She says as she grabs some towels and takes them to the area near the giant tub where they change. Without giving it a second thought she starts taking everything off. Once disrobed she grabs her soap and a cloth from the side of the tub and eases her way down into the water as she lets out a little sigh.
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

Stupid auto correct. It was supposed to be tiefling, not trifling. I hate using this stupid phone sometimes.
Female Half-elf Druid 14/Hierophant 3 HP 123/130; AC 20, FF 19, Touch 11; Perception +30, Init +8; Fort: +12 (+5 vs cold weather), Ref: +6, Will: +16

She watches as Arista disrobes and gets into the giant tub. Shrugging slightly she gives Rhy's hand a light squeeze, "Soooo....it seems rather large. I've never been in a heated tub before, do you feel like trying it out Rhy? I brought the soap that you like with us and everything. It looks pretty relaxing...." She says as she thinks about the numerous scars all over her body. If Arista could just hop in there in front of everyone, then surely they probably wouldn't even notice her scars. The water seemed really pleasant too judging by the satisfied look on Arista's face and the steam rising off of the water. If everyone else was comfortable enough to be in it together, then there wasn't any reason she couldn't get in too. Was there? Rhy was the only other person she had let in close enough to see her like that. Was she brave enough to disrobe in front of a bunch of strangers? She gives Rhy a small nervous smile. She could do it, as long as Rhy was with her....she could do anything.
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Female Tiefling Barbarian (Unchained) 12; HP: 142/142, DR:2/-; AC: 23, T: 15, FF: 19, Fort: +12, Ref: +8, Will: +5, Init: +3, Perception: +15

Trifling, eh?

Lea watches with widened eyes as the aasimar disrobes shamelessly and goes into the water. Surely, she wasn't expected to do that.
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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 goes to the edge of the tub and begins removing her clothing. It had been a while since she had thought about the scars that covered her body, but now there were three new people. However, Sadhana's opinion was the only one that mattered. She unties her hair, letting it fall to the floor. It almost covered her like a robe. The gnome eases into the bathtub and sighs as the warm water begins relaxing her.
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Female Changeling Cleric (Midwife) 9 HP: 46/46; AC: 16(18), T: 10, FF: 16; Fort: +6, Ref: +4, Will: +11; Perception: +14; Init: +0

A Midwife's Business:
Konstantyná gives Toni and Rikali a polite nod as she climbs in one of the several rowboats Basir had purchased for their use. She rows across the water, her mind trying to shut out Drago. While he was still her Summoner, she was his Midwife. Never in the history of the Five Houses had she heard of or experienced such utter disregard for a House Midwife. The changeling sighs, the oars dipping into the cold blue water. This whole Blackcrown thing seemed like a pipe dream to her now and, for the first time in her life, she felt like sloughing her "responsibilities" and living for herself.

A pulse of life could be felt in Valwick. There were going to be changes and some for the better. Life and love were abundant here. Konstantyná saw it in the faces of the people who walked through town. The changeling had managed to keep a low profile, surveying the town and seeing if her particular talents would be needed. There was one person she knew for sure would need her aid soon enough and that was the town guard: Amélie.

Steering the rowboat to the docks, she steps out of the craft and ties it up. With a determined step, she makes her way to the guard's house and politely knocks on the door.
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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)

Trials and Travels:
Clara stirs from her sleep, her arm slipping across Esmerelda's naked body. Misty climbs up her back which brings the paladin back to a wakeful state. She groans, knowing her aunt would be arriving shortly to discuss travel plans. Esmerelda wasn't too keen on the idea, given that there was going to be a pirate attack soon. But Clara knew her place wasn't on Zahvroma anymore. Memories of lost loved ones and her ex-wife kept creeping up on her. As long as she had the past staring right back at her, she couldn't move forward. She moves so as not to throw the kitten off of her and gingerly picks up Misty, setting her at the foot of the bed. With a smile, she pushes Esmerelda's hair back from her face. The paladin leans down and kisses the dhampir tenderly. "Hey...morning."
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TaT:
Esmerelda opens her eyes and smiles at the paladin above her. "Morning to you too. Something wrong?"

In the brief time they had been together, Esmerelda had learned to read Clara a little. "You look like you want to talk...and probably about this trip again."

She tries to keep the irritation out of her voice, but she wasn't sure taking a trip would be a good thing. She was an aunt now and she felt a strong familial connection with Arista and Divitia. The last thing she wanted to do was pack up and leave.
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)

TaT:
"I do," Clara says, her hand roaming the dhampir's body. "But I also have other things on my mind too."

TaT:
"You woke me up for sex?" Esmerelda asks with a grin. "You're insatiable."
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)

TaT:
"I figured we had a little time before we needed to do anything," Clara says, her fingers stroking Esmerelda's treasure. "Besides you don't seem to mind it anymore."
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TaT:
Esmerelda's hips buck as Clara brushes against her tender bud. "No, I don't. Not when I'm in love."

She pulls the paladin in for a kiss, her own hands roaming Clara's body. Squeezing her breasts, Esmerelda looks into Clara's eyes intently. "However, this isn't a replacement for talking."
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)

TaT:
"Oh, I don't intend to stop talking," Clara says breathily as her nipples harden. "I just think this would be a good way to start our day."

TaT:
"Good," Esmerelda says. "So let's begin."
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

I said I was sorry....it was an accident with the stupid phone. I know you're not a trifling....
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Meetings:
Kaplan heads to his tent, Esia following behind him. He had spent most of the day trying to quell the initiates' fears over the impending pirate attack. What free time he had was spent discussing with Horsha and Belle about moving their operations to Lysse. As such, he felt like he hadn't paid Esia much attention, though the elf cheerfully tried to dismiss his fears. Once inside his tent, he kicks off his boots and the dwarf smiles at the elf. "Finally, some alone time."
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Meetings:
"It's alright," Esia says, her heart fluttering. "I'm happy as long as I am by your side."

The elf never felt this way before. Kaplan looked past her disfigurement and at her heart. He made her feel beautiful and never expected anything in return. In fact, besides some cuddling underneath the tree and a couple of chaste kisses, he hadn't expressed himself physically. Yet, she knew he wanted to. She saw it in his eyes.

Before she could approach the dwarf, she heard armored footsteps outside the tent. With a groan, she goes to the flap and pushes it aside. "Yes?"

Barclay gives Esia a smile. "Sorry if I'm interrupting anything, but I was wondering if I could speak to Kaplan."

The paladin tries to keep himself from laughing as he hears a loud 'harrumph' from the tent's interior. "It is important."

Meetings:
Kaplan walks to the flap. "Pray tell that we're not under siege right now, Barclay."

Meetings:
"Nay, but Jelks has finished her concert and we've got a secure town now," Barclay answers. "But Priroda is still open to attack."
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Meetings:
"Aye, and I've decided to go to Lysse with the Green Circle," Kaplan answers. "We'll leave Priroda to those who want to stay and farm. We have a good number of them here."

The dwarf looks to Esia. "I've decided I need a house with a bolt on the door."

Meetings:
Horsha and Belle approach the tent where Barclay and Kaplan are talking. "When do you wish to leave, Elder?"

Meetings:
"Gods bless it!" Kaplan exclaims. "Can't a dwarf get some privacy around here? We'll leave this afternoon since you two are so intent on it. Make sure Giorgio's ready to travel."

Meetings:
"Elder..." Belle begins. "Giorgio disappeared."

Meetings:
"What? When?"

Meetings:
"He vanished just a moment ago...into thin air," Horsha says. "His arm glowed and shattered...I know not what happened."
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Meetings:
Kaplan puts his hand to his forehead. "Thank you both for your urgency with this matter. Barclay, just go about and talk to those who want to stay and you can decide what to do about protecting them. Sorry to be so short with you, but I can't seem to get a moment's peace around here."

The dwarf pulls his boots back on and reaches up to give Esia a kiss. "As soon as I get this figured out, I'll be back."

The dwarf stalks out of the tent, not waiting for the orc and elf to follow him. He knew where Giorgio spent his time, it was just a matter of getting there.

Meetings:
Upon ascending the small hill, Artimas turns to face the approaching dwarf. The druid now stood as a full crystalline figure. "Greetings, Elder. What brings you here?"
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