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Alusair is of course oblivious, and continues her discussion with the newly seated luke. Alliel, although I am in service to the first child of Ao. She gestures at her necklace. I ride, although not as gracefully as I did in my youth. I had an accident in my novitae. I've chosen to believe it was a sign, it certainly taught me the humility I'd lacked. Still, an excellent horse is a rider's delight. I could believe he has some Uthgarde in him. She smiles softly. In either case, rider's skill or horse's blood, it was well ridden. Don't you agree Crystal? She nods to the young crownsilver, only then noticing her slight distraction.
Sit with us Luke, and tell us where you found that magnificent stallion you were riding this afternoon. He seemed very gifted with his hooves staying under you even in the mud. A finely trained mount indeed. Alusair is still focused on covering for the old man's vagarity. She smiles at Ethaniel sympathetically, and misses the Lady's griping entirely.
Alusair continues her discussion with her neighbor, oblivious to the commotion, but then looks up as Crystal comments on it. Ah, indeed it is customary. Perhaps the younger son will do so in his stead? She prompts Ethaniel.
I've been hijacked for a daytrip to the sunny beach with a bunch of family this weekend, so am phone posting. If someone would roll 1d20+6 for me, that'd be swell. Phone doesn't like the bracket formatting.
Alusair eats daintily, and drinks only the water. She chats comfortably with Sewart about a mutual relation, a wastrel who ran off to join the efforts in neverwinter only to return a few years later as a bard of all things. I haven't heard from him since, I'm afraid. He said he'd found hints of a pre-mystra god of magic, and was tracking down the details, but for all of that he seemed healthy at least. If you hear from Rafe, I'm sure father would be glad to know he's still alive and well. She trails off as the next course is delivered, and smiles a moment as vess reaches for it.
Ah, Indeed. I'm afraid our kind Lord Ebonhawk's invitation didn't mention the diversity of his guests, so there's been many casual introductions this day. I am Lady Alusair Alliel, in service to the first child of Ao. She gestures at her necklace. My friend she nods gracefully at Crystal. Is the most elegant Miss Crownsilver. I would introduce you to Thomas, but he's unwell. He was the injury in the joust. She smiles easily, apparently entirely comfortable with the oddity of the situation, her eyes sparkling in amusement as Vess moves to seat himself in Thomas's vacant seat at the end of the table. She turns to the lord himself. It was quite the tournament all told. It's rare that the melee be won by the champion of the joust, and no grievous injuries. You are to be much congratulated.
Alusair smiles a moment as Luke wins, then shakes her head ruefully as she watches the twins limp off. Endurance and patience, with two of them they could have just worn him down. That rush was a waste. She walks back towards the feast, her thoughts turning from the melee to the young Crownsilver and her host. She seems ready for great things. I wonder if her family will let her do them? I suppose we'll find out soon enough, it looks like old Ebonhawk will have a chance to talk at the feast itself.
Since the forum has eaten two post replies already, you can just move us along. I'll be home tomorrow night and can resume posting from not terrible phone browser.
She smiles up at the newcomer, noting the martial stance and behaves theatrically for her young admirer. Indeed, but I am not ready to settle down, and such dreams better suit the young at heart. She nods at the girl. Then rises, inclining her head at Crystal. I am Alusair, well met lady knight. May the blessing of the first child of Ao be upon you. Perhaps we shall walk around the grounds and catch sight of his magnificence? I am afraid it's not our day in the mud, but at least the grass is open. Shall we sally forth? She grins, then eases her stiff leg out gently and walks grandly away with Crystal. At last she turns to study her new met companion with a sly smile once the small child is out of hearing range... It's important that we appreciate the fine game they've made of war, is it not? So much more pleasant without the frantic urgency, and we can let the child dream of noble gifts upon a battlefield a while longer. I was never harmed by tales of heroines, just surprised to find I'd become one by accident. She shrugs deprecatingly. I will say, I don't think Luke would have bested many of the knights in the stands if you're any indicator. Did you see how open he left his legs on that last pass? He'd have been out of the saddle in an instant.
She smiles warmly at the man, then grins. If I can still ride with my hip, he can joust with his eye. It's the time and effort that matters, and you say he's happy so more power to him. She continues, offhandedly. Ah, my apologies. I am Lady Alusair Filfaeril Alliel, although I am pledged in service to Selune. I don't take much note of my house, with my father still having control of it and hopefully for many years yet. I'm to learn something of the world, he said. Ah, your son won his first pass. See? She continues chatting amicably with the old man, then as the joust winds down takes a long moment to look over Sir Luke before taking the rose with a smile. She pauses to smell it once, then offers it to the young girl in the seat behind her. I think this is for you. Every young girl deserves a rose. She smiles again at Luke, then takes her seat once more to see the next event.
Alusair watches the crowd as well, her eyes drifting over the Ebonhawks and the Crownsilvers, then smiles slightly. He gaze catches on Drusilla's, and she adopts a puzzled look at that fierce glower. She then turns to her neighbor breaking eye contact, resuming her discussion. I'm sorry, thought I saw an old friend. Did I hear your son was riding today? What are his colors?
I would not have believed that slip of a girl could lift that hammer had I not seen it myself. Must be some elf blood there.
Here comes the usual 'at great risk to themselves' speech. I suppose the seats are good, and no surprise, Thomas of Elba is competing. Brave man at sixty eight, but he still has a steady seat. I wonder where his daughters are in their merchanting that he's managed to enter. Ah well, he's so heavily armored he couldn't hurt himself if he tried. Alusair is comfortable in her seat, if formally attired. She spends some time simply observing the area, noting familiar faces, then concentrates for some minutes sweeping her divine senses across her section of the stands. Not that there's likely to be a demon in the stands, but still, a mild paranoia prevents acute wound care as Ellen used to say.
No horse, no jousting for me!
Well that's one cover blown. Ah well.
Alusair's words drip with sarcasm before she rallies and says in a much more polite if formal tone. Drawing the man's attention back. Wait, I should not be so unkind in turn. She pauses, then continues, offering a small benison. Be you well upon your journey, may your steps be only as dark as they must, your heart only as light as it must, and your road end as it must. Peace. The messenger dismissed, she returns to her meal, considering. The best laid plans. First the horse, now the alias. Ah well, I wondered where I was going to find a new horse, and then a tournament appears but causes me to drop my false name. Farewell Alustari Hamillia, we hardly knew each other. Welcome back oh nameless companion. Providence seems unlikely, but trouble, trouble you can trust, especially if you're an Alliel She settles her bill, glancing at the other knights and memorizing their faces and the faces of their companion tables as she nods politely and leaves.
At least they'll be in attendance, and perhaps I can discover further clues to this cult. Joining would have been too easy anyways, it's more fun if they try to convert you. Perhaps some idiot will try to rob me in the market. It's that sort of day. Lovely weather. Alusair wanders.
Updated equipment. I kept my notes on a future horse so I don't have to reconstruct it later.
For the level we're at, a generic hook of the sort: "This used to belong to house alliel but great grandfather albert made a poor decision and now it's infested with the remains of his experiments in necromantic golems and great grandfather albert." might be a better starting point for Alusair.I can work with that. Did you have a chance to review my paladin changes? Yes and they look weirdly like buffs. I have no idea what to think about them until I play them a bit. I am planning on finishing up some character details tomorrow and updating Lance Wyvernspur's profile. Do we have normal starting wealth for a 3rd level Character? Can we use wealth to purchase magical items?Start with average wealth for a level 1 character of your class. Ow. RIP Armor class.
Updated some things, giving hooks for "yet another Alliel matter" and the larger (and thus less useful to start, sorry) shar/selune/liera problem. Incidentally, Alusair thinks Shar/Liera/Selune are aspects of the same goddess, and that goddess responds to what you bring her. So while you could redeem the followers of shar to worship selune, or convince the followers of selune to worship liera, or corrupt the followers of liera to worship shar, they wouldn't be changing who they were praying to. Instead, they would be changing the manner in which they prayed and the goddess responded. So Alusair might view a selunite and a sharrite fighting each other about 'which goddess is better' with much the same view you would take of a mother and father of a single child each insisting their child was better than the other's. It's the same child, only your perception differs. As such she's not set up for 'fighting' the church of shar/liera/selune so much as needing to move those churches towards unification, which isn't even a hysterical idea in the eyes of any of the three right now. I'm leaving this for in play exploration rather than backstory fiating any of it because it's pretty big as a hook. Adventure with Allusair if you want to seek out sharites, lierans, and selunites! Then be yelled at as a heretic by all three while trying to keep your temper and 'prove' things about a divinity.... For the level we're at, a generic hook of the sort: "This used to belong to house alliel but great grandfather albert made a poor decision and now it's infested with the remains of his experiments in necromantic golems and great grandfather albert." might be a better starting point for Alusair.
Should be cleaned up now. Hero lab is only complaining about the CGness of the paladin, so that's a good first sign.
I'll finish up the changes to alusair this evening then, father's day derailed me. CG Paladin of The Threefold Moon (Selune/Leira/Shar).
Here, but finishing up the alias. |