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Clearing her throat and AGAIN looking at Omdar directly in his eyes, Aleena states: "I am Aleena Redcrown. Who are you and what words would you have with me?"
Dex Check die roll Muttering a prayer to Iomedae under her breath, Aleena prays to her goddess for wisdom. Clearing her throat, she announces: "I am Aleena Redcrown. Who are you and what words would you have with me?" Aleena then stands up from her table. Strong and full of confidence but not to exude arrogance as she tries to lock gazes with Omdar.
As quietly and discretely as possible, Aleena is going to attempt to cast the spell Discern Lies.
Not quite ready to reveal herself, Aleena is choosing to hold back from her actions. She is waiting to see what these companions can do to defuse a potential volatile situation. She is also aware that a needless fight here in the Inn would potentially jeopardize innocent lives.
The robed man steps forward, "Lazarnid, a cleric of Iomedae has been seen here in recent days. Do any of you know him?"
Knowledge: Arcana +5 Knowledge: Nobility +5 Knowledge: Planes +5 Knowledge: Religion +5
Thoroughly enjoying the sights and sounds of four old friends meeting up once again, Aleena is almost successful in forgetting about her recent troubles. Almost. She is momentarilly distracted by the figures outside the window which unexpectedly cast a gloom across the Inn. The clanking of armor and a voice barking orders sounded like the local constables coming to arrest some ne'er-do-well in the establishment. Typical fare, really. However, when she hears the large barabrian...("Hrothgar, I believe they called him...")say "Cleric of Iomede", she immediately takes a vested interest in the goings on outside. "That's impossible!" She thinks to herself. "No one but Father Merrill and Father Altomir know I am in Absalom, let alone know about..."A unbidden tear wells up in the corners of her eyes as she remembers Blackjack Tarr. "Oh, Iomedae!" Aleena begins to silently pray as she closes her eyes for just a moment in respect to her deity."Give me the wisdom to prevail through whatever circumstance you have sent to me!" Opening her eyes again, she focuses in on the four companions and the drama about to unfold...
ok boss, I sent you Aleena's BAckground. Sorry it was so long. I hadn't realized it was over 2 pages until I copied it over on to word perfect, lol. If you didnt get it let me know and I will find an alternate means to get it to you.
The beautiful red-haired woman sat in the corner, quietly nursing her drink. She wanted to be alone although many a potential suitor had sought her company. As politely as she could, the woman would spurn their drunken advances. When civility would not suffice, she would produce the silver holy symbol of Iomedae that she kept hidden around her neck. Once the enamored pursuer glimpsed the sword with the starburst hilt, they would quizzically look at her and then stumble off to find a new conquest. She was a priestess of Iomedae...but not now. Now...she just wanted to forget. It had been two long years since... She slowly took a sip of her brandy and gave a quick, slight jerk back and forth with her head. As if she would be able to shake out that horrible memory that haunts her to this day. A dreadful memory that seemed to pervade her every thought. “Better not to dwell on it, I suppose.” She reasoned. “Whats done is done, there is no changing the past.” She had only been in Absalom for a couple of weeks now and hadn’t really expected to just be able to hit the ground running. Still, it would have been nice. Father Altomir Emeraldagger had been extraordinarily kind to her especially considering her...situation. Taking another sip from her cup she allowed a smile. It was no wonder Father Merrill had suggested the gruff sounding dwarf’s church for a good relocating point. Still, it was unusual to see such kindness coming from such a rough exterior. "Well met, old friend!" Aleena heard as she looked up to see the roguishly handsome young man standing near her address a new arrival to the Weary Dragon Inn. Looking towards the door, Aleena noticed the rather large man enter the establishment. As did several other patrons. The intimidating figure strode purposefully towards the man who addressed him. Two men that had just begun to fist fight after a card game went sour even stopped their brawl to allow the imposing figure passage. "What tales have you brought back this time to rival my own splendid exploits?" The rake asked the man-mountain as he closed the gap between them. Aleena smiled a wry smile as she again took a sip of her brandy. “This one.” She thought. “This one would be trouble. A true silver-tongued devil if she had ever heard one.” Not intending to eavesdrop but desperately wanting to get her mind off of her thoughts she focused in on the two men’s conversation.
WOOOPS! Could have sworn you said you had a boardgames convention until Sunday...lol..on me!
ok, Aleena's character sheet is done! WOOT! Lets get to playing! EDIT: aaaannnnnddddd I just noticed the DM is gone until Sunday....
Woops just realized I didnt say whose character this is...this is Avenger820's character, sorry about that all :) As far as introductions, I had envisioned in Aleena's background that she had just recently moved to Absalom, so I might not know everyone. I liked the idea of small mini-groups getting together to become the party as a whole. However, I am also up for whatever the party wants as consensus.
Here is a link to the cleric of Iomedae. Hopefully it gives a little background into her appearance and personality. |