The Reclamation of Zahvroma (Inactive)

Game Master Signore di Fortuna

Chapter 7: To Forge The Future Combat Map


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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)

Sounds like a good idea


Charity slips off Tesia's back. "That wasn't too bad. Did...you want to go inside?"


"I am well," Ulli says. "Quite happy to have a normal day. How about yourself?"


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Barclay smiles at Rajni. "I look in your eyes and I see someone who misses Goddy. I know I'm not the same as he was, but I try to follow in his great footsteps. Anyway, I'll take any donation you want to make. Toni will be happy to know that the extension on your house is paid for."

He gives Rajni a wink.


Gwen stops at a new shop that had opened up a few days ago. She looks at the sparkling gems and shiny rings. "Let's look here."


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Female Sylph Sorceress (Stormborn) 14 Mythic Tier 3rd: Archmage. HP: 80/80. AC: 22 touch 20 FF: 16. Fort: +7 Reflex: +7 Will: +9. Electricity res: 5 Sonic res:5

Landing beside Charity, Rhadaya nods, considering the emotional effect revisiting the place could have on the halfling. "We'll come in with you." she says standing beside her wife as she shifts back to her natural form.


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

"How...convenient," Sienna notes.


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)

"There she is." Sādhanā says to Ylrhea as she catches sight of Celia. "She looks like she's a little overwhelmed."


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. "Yeah."


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 nods and follows.


Female Anizari Cleric 12/ Mythic Tier Heirophant 2 ; HP: 79/79; AC: 21, FF: 18, T: 13; Init: +2, Fort: +17 Ref: +14, Will: +21; Perception: +9

Looking up, Celia notes the Bladebearer and her chosen coming toward her. Trying to gather herself together she gives them a wan smile, hoping she hadn't caused them to much undue trouble. She truly appreciated their welcome, and honestly, she dreaded the idea of again waking up alone with no friendly face nearby after a lifetime of the sisterhood of the enclave and two months of torment.

"Is everything alright?"


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

"Let's see what they've got." Cyna says.


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)

"Yes everything's okay. How about you, you look bit overcome." Sādhanā asks as they come up to where Celia leans against the wall.


Female Anizari Cleric 12/ Mythic Tier Heirophant 2 ; HP: 79/79; AC: 21, FF: 18, T: 13; Init: +2, Fort: +17 Ref: +14, Will: +21; Perception: +9

The healer considers the question, letting out a soft sigh. The Bladebearer and her friends.....family truly form seeing the way they interacted had been nothing but kind to her. She accepted that following Sādhanā's lead, she would best regain purpose, honoring Aroden with the gifts she was granted. For that matter, the woman wore their god's actual shield on her back. Shad had nothing to hide.

"I...it was too much. So many people, strangers...all the noise and everything after...after months of hell....I suppose I am not as strong as I thought I was."


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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

"It takes some getting used to," Ylrhea says. "I've been locked up in a dungeon too."

The gnome wasn't entirely comfortable revealing a lot about herself around Celia, but, perhaps, by giving her this common ground to stand on, the distraught healer could find a way to overcome the things that haunted her.


Charity walks into the house, the smell of alcohol pervasive even in Basir's death. "Sorry about the smell..."


Cyna, Sienna and Gwen walk into the shop, filled with all sorts of jewelry. A female dwarf sits behind the counter working on a necklace. "Good morning. What brings you to my shop?"


"My mothers are looking for some nice rings for their wedding," Gwen answers.


Female Sylph Sorceress (Stormborn) 14 Mythic Tier 3rd: Archmage. HP: 80/80. AC: 22 touch 20 FF: 16. Fort: +7 Reflex: +7 Will: +9. Electricity res: 5 Sonic res:5

Wrinkling her nose, Rhadaya makes a gesture, whispering an incantation as a crisp chill breeze carrying the scent of the ocean blows through the house. Giving the halfling a grin she shrugs.


Charity heads to her room. "I think Barclay should send someone to clean this place up and see if Basir left anything of value."

She finds a small footlocker and takes it. "Okay, this is all I need from here."


"I have plenty of rings available," the dwarf says. "Just look around and see if you find anything interesting."


Gwen nods and looks around for a few minutes before settling on something. "How about these?"


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

"Those look nice," Sienna says. "What do you think, Cutie?"


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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 |

Alethiro came out from the back of the Temple in a leather apron over his robes and wiping his hands with a rag. "Is it time already?"


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

Okay...forgive me everyone while I try to figure out where all of my selves are....I'll try not to let it get too convoluted.


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
Charity Riverfoot wrote:
Charity walks into the house, the smell of alcohol pervasive even in Basir's death. "Sorry about the smell..."

Tesia feels staggered for just a moment as the smell of it threatens to overwhelm her. She breaths a sigh of relief as her loving wife gets rid of the foul stench. Cocking her head to the side she looks at Charity for a moment. Squeezing her love's hand for a moment she lets go before taking a step towards the halfling, "You have nothing to be sorry for."

Once Charity has her things Tesia nods her head, "Alright then, I'll make sure he knows." Giving the halfling a smile she says, "Let's get outta here."

Once back outside she changes back into the giant Eagle and lets out a loud and mightily satisfied sounding trumpeting sound before shaking herself and lowering herself to the ground while extending a wing for Charity.

As the two climb aboard, Tesia turns her her giant head around to regard them with what can only be described as the cheesiest bird grin ever.

I was kinda trying to get across that Tesia was really really happy that Charity got the hells out of there...but I'm not sure if I conveyed that very well. SMH


Female Fetchling Ranger 6 HP: 51/51; AC: 20, T: 16, FF: 15; Init: +7; Fort: +7, Ref: +10, Will: +1

Next....


Female Fetchling Ranger 6 HP: 51/51; AC: 20, T: 16, FF: 15; Init: +7; Fort: +7, Ref: +10, Will: +1
GM Henry Fortuna wrote:

Barclay smiles at Rajni. "I look in your eyes and I see someone who misses Goddy. I know I'm not the same as he was, but I try to follow in his great footsteps. Anyway, I'll take any donation you want to make. Toni will be happy to know that the extension on your house is paid for."

He gives Rajni a wink.

She nods then and gives him a slight shy smile, "Sir Godrick was...well...he was really....he was there for me when I literally just got dumped off here by...a Goddess I think..." She shakes her head a bit as if trying to shake some memory, "I never really had the chance to properly thank him for his many kindnesses to me and I...I know it's not much with everything that has to still be done here, but it's what I have to give to say....to say thank you to the first man who not only made me feel like I was safe...but...but that I was home. So...so take this and use it for something that will do the same for someone else....yes....the house extension is great, but...if there's enough maybe something for some of the kids who are still kind of left...wandering? Does that make sense?" She asks as she wipes at her eyes with one hand, while pulling out a satchel with the other and handing it to him.

What's in the satchel?:
Once opened, Barclay will find four hundred platinum.

Taking a deep breath she wraps a steadying arm around one of Dillon's, "I don't know if many people see everything you do...or even what you're trying to do....but if nothing else....I wanted to tell you that it is noticed and everything you do is more than greatly appreciated even if it's not always stated. I just...thought you know...someone should tell you that." She says as she kind of leans into Dillon a bit and looks down.


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

Okay...last one...I can do this...how do you people do this?!


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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
GM Henry Fortuna wrote:
"I am well," Ulli says. "Quite happy to have a normal day. How about yourself?"

She sighs as she lays Celine down gently on a pew and stands back up to stretch, "Mostly....just exhausted....if I'm being perfectly honest. It's not a really bad kind of exhaustion....it's the kind that comes with having friends that love you too much to lie to your face, and make you see things about yourself that you'd rather ignore." She kind of shrugs before giving him a smile of her own, "In short...life is pretty grand." She finishes before looking up in time to see her exteemely attractive husband coming out in a very leathery apron....she takes a breath to steady herself. Whoa....where did that come from? Not now not now...too much to do. Keep it together Milocathe. She chides herself as she cocks her head to the side while just looking at him.


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
Alethiro Milocathe wrote:
Alethiro came out from the back of the Temple in a leather apron over his robes and wiping his hands with a rag. "Is it time already?"

Shaken out of her...whatever that was...she attempts to come back to her senses, "Huh? Wwhat...oh yeah...yeah..." She says trying to cover up the slight tremor to her voice. Sighing she kind of shrugs, "I was going to try and wait until after the grocery shopping to come get you...but....there was a slight....altercation at the park with a boy that was bigger...quite a bit bigger than Celine who was kind of mean and pulled her hair before taking the ball away from her that she had been throwing with Hjorr." She pauses for a moment while looking down at Celine. She was so peaceful and sweet looking when she slept...so where was all that anger coming from? It kind of worried her a little and knew it was something they were going to have to deal with....somehow.


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

Okay....okay....I think that's everything...but if I missed something I am soo soo sorry and just let me know and I'll try to fix it. Damn...this is hard. I a little bit dizzy.


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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 |

"What?" The Elf asked.


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 bites down on one of her nails subconsciously, "Well...." She says as she tries to choose her words carefully. Sighing she shrugs and sits down on the pew next to Celine as she feels the full effects that the mornings errands had on her, "It was one of the kids that came back with us from the mines. Apparently he really resented the fact that Celine was "allowed" to live with her debilitating handicap and took it upon himself to make her life after being put with them a living nightmare. According to his older sister he had been tormenting the little thing. Pinching her, hitting her...calling her names." She pauses for a moment to let the rising anger she felt subside, "I kind of took care of that issue before we got back to town...or his sister did rather..." She struggles for a second to fight back a sudden wave of tears, "That...that's why I felt like I had to take her Ally....I just...I couldn't just leave her there with them..but then all this stuff happened and so I left her with your parents before coming to find all of you...anyways...today in the park...when he did that and she saw who it was it was...like nothing I've ever seen from someone so young. Things happened so fast I couldn't get there in time to stop her...." She sort of rests her hand lightly on the girl's forehead as she brushes aside a blond curl, "She reared back one of her little legs and kicked him...like really really hard. Sent him sprawling to the ground crying...hard. Thank goodness Hjorr was there and stopped her before she could do anything else. Anyways, I got to the boy and healed his leg before his sister came to fetch him. From what I overheard this is a recurring issue with him and he won't be back to the park for a while...but...I'm worried about all this....I don't know...anger? I'm sorry...I'm sure that's a bit more of an answer than you were looking for love...but I just...I didn't know how else to put it." She just sits there before looking up at him as she tries to gauge his reaction.


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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 |

Alethiro's eyes darted between Celine and Arista for a few moments. While not his biologically, the Elf worried his daughter had such an underlying anger. On top of that, he wasn't sure how to help her with that, but he had to do something because he knew what a poison anger could be. Setting the rag down and hanging up the apron, "I see. We'll talk about that later, but don't we have a lunch to get ready for?"


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

Taking a deep breath of relief she nods. She didn't understand why she felt so nervous about telling him about what happened with everything he had overcome, but the fact that he just somehow got how worried she was about it made her heart sort of melt a little. Getting up from where she sits she goes to him and wraps her arms around him, "Thank you...I love you." She says before turning to Ulli, "Have a good day and thank you for letting him know we were here." Turning to Alethiro she asks, "Would you mind carrying her while we shop honey? I'm just kinda tired right now.


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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 |

"Certainly," The Elf replied.

Going to Celine, he picked her up, "Hello my Little Wisp. Did you miss Daddy?"


F Elf Toddler

She opens her eyes just a crack while rubbing them, "Daddy...." She says quietly before yawning and stretching her arms and legs, the metal making a quiet squeaking noise as she tests her flexibility in them again.


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 quietly as they walk out of the temple together. Heading towards the market she says, "So...I was thinking about something light for lunch since there's going to be a big dinner at Hadrinn's after Jelks and Michael's wedding this evening at 6 in the school auditorium." She sort of tilts her head towards his, "Jelks told me the time and place this morning when I saw her as she was leaving Asha and Priya's shop." She states as they go through the market.


"I appreciate it," Barclay says. "And I think you do good work too, providing food for these people. Thank you, Rajni. I'll make sure that this money does as much good as possible."


Charity climbs up on Tesia. "I hope everything is still in here."


Female Fetchling Ranger 6 HP: 51/51; AC: 20, T: 16, FF: 15; Init: +7; Fort: +7, Ref: +10, Will: +1

She nods, "Thank you Sir Barclay, enjoy the rest of your day." Breathing out a sigh of relief she smiles up at Dillon, "Alright my love....now what?" She asks with a light lilt to her voice.


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 hangs her head slightly as hears that tone of hopefulness in Chairty's voice. She hoped that whatever she needed to be in that box was still in there....but the most important thing of all was still here and that's all that mattered. Charity was here, the bastard from hell was gone and that was as it should be. With a couple of hops she jumps up into the air and soars a little higher, but not too much to be uncomfortable for Charity. Taking a wider circle she takes a little longer to give them time to breath in some fresh cool air before bringing them safely back down to the beach.

Once Rhy floats down off of her, and Charity climbs down she changes back into herself, "Alright, what shall we do now? There's always shopping...but we only have a couple of hours before we're supposed to be at Arista's for lunch. We could take your stuff back to the house now and rest for a bit too though if you wanted to."

Okay...I'm feeling a little lost. I can't remember at all what they were supposed to be doing today and I think the only one that got told about Jelks and Micheal was Sadhana....


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 |

"Sounds fair enough. Sandwiches perhaps?"


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)

After his lesson, the Dhampir had dismissed Tarja and headed back into Valwick. His shoulder blades were killing him, but he had more natural talent for flying then he anticipated. Still Tarja's attitude was a little disconcerting. Whatever was going on with her, he'd have to discuss it later. Pushing it out of his mind, Drago headed to the Cafe to see if Yulia had opened it.


1d3 ⇒ 3

Drago sees that the cafe is still closed.


"Yes, I'd like drop this off and make sure it's all intact," Charity says.


"Maybe we should head back to your place and start your training with Juhi? Dillon suggests.


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)

Huh, must still not be feeling well. Drago thought. With a shrug, he headed home. Getting to the door, he opened it and called out, "Yulia, you home?"


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
Alethiro Milocathe wrote:
"Sounds fair enough. Sandwiches perhaps?"

Sorry....sorry...I'm doing it again. I will get it together at some point I double pinky swear promise.

She thinks for a moment before making a face and shaking her head, "Nah...we've been eating those a lot recently and Celine needs to try different foods. I was thinking maybe a light rabbit stew with just some really good vegetables and some greens? Maybe some home made biscuits on the side?" She turns her head to smile at him as they walk, taking his free hand in hers and giving him a kiss on the cheek.

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