"A pleasure under better circumstances I am sure. A relief for the immediate." Aliyeeva looks at the remaining party members, and manages a sympathetic frown to Angahaar and places a hand gingerly on his shoulder. "My condolences for your loss Angahaar, Scion of Terendelev; I had only arrived today and the stories of Terendelev were a popular discussion on the roads, inns and taverns on the way here. I had only seen a glimpse of her and her icy draconic majesty. She was a powerful champion, and will be sorely missed." She lowers her hand; while the words were kind, her voice betrayed a lack of genuine sympathy. More akin to a proclamation or a eulogy for a well-known public figure. Aliyeeva straightens up, her eyes focusing on Angahaar himself. She takes in the large mans blue eyes, white hair, and has to resist a smirk. The warrior would have passed for one of the Jadwiga had his eyes not indicated a gentleness and warmth that was alien to the Winter Witches. "May you become as mighty a champion as your patron." She says softly. Then her voice hardens, as though trying to organize and take charge. "I was sent as Her Majesty of Irrisens envoy to assist the cause in any way I could. If we intend to assist the city, I doubt there is much we can do from down here. It is likely in our best interests to find a way to return to the surface to coordinate with whatever leadership remains. I lost my way evading the various entities through these ruins after the fall; however, I assume that if someone built something down here, there must be a path to the surface. Unless our luck is completely hexed, I assume we can find a way that has not yet been closed off by rubble."
Aliyeeva groans at the intrusion, but is at least relieved it's not further things trying to kill her. A woman with incredibly long flowing white hair, steps around the pillar, moving from a crouched position around it to a standing one. Her hair, flowing independently despite the lack of airflow in the room, reached around the corner of the pillar to help pull her up as one would use their arm to do so. Her clothes battered and distressed, caked in mud, blood, and dust, were once elegant traveling clothes. A backpack is slung over her shoulder, its straps battered and beaten. Her skin is incredibly pale, but she smiles weakly. A small white rabbit, its fur equally caked in grime, skips next her curiously. [b]"I'm Aliyeeva Morgannan, of Whitethrone. I bear you no ill-will nor harmful intent, and it appears we have the same enemies; though our definitions of 'noble heart' may drastically differ. I tumbled down here as well, and have been having to evade the various...things down here. It is a relief to see something NOT trying to kill me."[\b]
Nah, I can wing it. Edit- quick questions for the GM Is Queen Elvanna or Queen Anastasia now in charge of Irrisen (so I can make appropriate references when required)? If you don't care, I'll just pick one and roll with it. Mechanically, the White Haired Witch is terrible; any chance of stacking the actual Winter Witch archetype in, getting some hexes back, or at least being able to use INT for attack rolls with the hair like the prehensile hair hex? |