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Her mind raced.
She couldn't say no if she wanted to. "I would wash the road from my body and commune with the Zoratovah Harrow. I will need quarters and quiet."
"A mountain sounds fine and defensible. My head swims with ideas however we need to think of the people that will flock to me...us...as well. As a starting point I will assume this is fine but we should keep the future in mind. As for a name.... Mount Arisen or something in that class."
Anaca simply nods and then raps on the table nine times to show her support for Khrome's words.
His words strike her. At first they make her angry, was that pity in his voice? She needed no one's pity! Then she listened deeper. Was it concern? Compassion?
She grit her teeth and could not fight the feeling of being humbled. With a sigh she spoke low and soft, "I... I thank you then. Your efforts shall not be wasted. What need do you have of me?"
A quick glance at the girl. "Y-yes. I mean no. No this is fine. As was the tea. Your service does your master honor.", Anaca places a silver coin for the girl.
Anaca stays silent, her eyes narrow. Trapped? A prison? Denied divine power? It sounds insane...lies... or is it? The Great Deception had spoken to her, laughed that she was being deceived herself. This may be what it meant. Sliding her hand into her pouch she feels the shape of The Harrow and it gives her comfort. A prison? Her prison? "Wait......" She looks up from her thoughts. "..why? Why would you tell us this? Why do you care about us? What do you gain from us?"
Thank you very much. I will put in the changes as soon as I am done with dinner.
Anaca eyes the Elf trying to peel away his layers, trying to see where he fits into the order of the Universe. He is plainly the host they have been waiting for but at the same time that does not explain who he is, or should they be asking what he is? Either way this "Elf" carries itself in such a way that she feels she is in the presence of a being of power, terrestrial power or more than that, she is unaware. One should always know what one faces. "What are you exactly? How did you know I was coming? Why do I feel I am being lied to, not by you but by....life? I can her it in Deceptions' words to me, feel it in her ways, Deception mocks me through The Harrow, mocks that I am being denied even greater power."
I know right!?
For whatever reasons she holds the words of the Wizard Khrome are just what she wanted to hear. "Good. Very good indeed. I see no opposition here, between you and I."
At last I got my hands on the Harrow Handbook today. I was hoping to have this before the deadline but cash flows slow in this age heh. At any rate I have a few questions.
Anyway my question is can I switch now since we have not rolled anything or gotten into any combat. Or do I have to wait until 2nd? I am asking this not just of the GM who's choice is the final word but I want to know if the players have an issue with it.
"I never heard of him as being described as a focused God. None the less I can see how adoration of your chosen God King can be a source of power and , I assume faith? I've lunched with Diabolist and I hear much of the same from them. Mind you this is no slight, they were well and ordered people and that is all that mattered to me.", taking another drink Anaca crosses her long legs. Gesturing with an elegant hand, "That is to say.... While I do not agree with your Adoration and assertion of Nethys as "The Way" I can see a relentless drive in both of you. Not unlike the simple but strong sense of will in Narvolo here. I put forward this idea, maybe we should share our time as we seek our way."
"A place for all things and all thing in it's place, Narvolo. Few Ladies or Lords have enforced their might without the tools of war. You would fetch a fine price in my lands with the way you hold yourself I am sure.", the inclination of her head would tell some that her words are some sort of dark compliment.
She throws her head back and now truly laughs. It's a strong sound this time, a voice use to being used to command. As it rises once more and then slowly fades she clasp her hands slowly, "Bravo, bra-vo indeed! No not simply confident but zealous. A man convinced of his growing superiority and more so the unworthiness of others!" Anaca gives a sultry and openly dramatic shudder, "Oooohhhh, yes I do indeed enjoy your view. Well I assure you Nethys has no use for me and I in turn place my faith in a much older and....never mortal source of power. If a King wishes water would it be better to drink deeply from a chalice or suck it from a rag?", she gives a little wink.
A small laugh, it's full and a bit musical, "A bold claim. My imagination is vast I assure you. Still, confidence is a useful trait in one that seeks to touch the power of Gods I suppose." Anaca gives the slightest grin before sipping at her tea. Taken aback for a moment it strikes her that it's...perfect. Just how she always had it in the castle. This would be worthy of a small amount of praise for the girl. Doing your job was mandatory. Doing it well, expected. This however was an achievement in her eyes worthy of note.
"Nethys, a cleric then? I knew of a fellow with your leanings, hardly as well mannered as you seem to be. He was... destructive and chaotic. Caused all manner of troubles."
Looking over the table Anaca reminded herself that out in the world Chaos ruled. She would have to remember that Class meant little to those who did not have the right to it. Out her she was...folks. "Assuming your meat is fresh I require two slices of roast, lamb, with carrots and raisins. Bread with sweet butter. Lastly a rice pudding that should hit the table when I am nearly done with the meal, chilled." With that she turned from the young woman and reclined in her seat. Her hand drifted up nearly on it's own and stroke under Snippets chin. The rat was still and nearly unblinking. "What form of... magic ...Umraeas, was it?", again her tone held in the manner that one known to power or command would use. Her words were spoken in short crisp syllables. "I walk in realms of Arcane as well. Old and primal paths for me."
Anaca pauses to listen to each, she is placing them into roles already in her mind. Ordering the disordered. "Lady Anaca Zoratovah.", her voice even and crisp, a little hard to read. Her hands stay in her lap. A well crafted eyebrow perks, "We all arrive at the same time and we are all expected. This is the working of The Spheres, of Fate, yet I feel our ....host? Will have more than a slight hand in it as well." Anaca's chin lifts up with a slight sniff still unsure of the people at the table or this place.
Well nothing says we can't interact while waiting for our drinks and or host right?
I have the main page set as a bookmark. When I call it up most time the tabs would say like Gameplayx3 is there were any post. It did not so of course when I posted this and it refresh it told me about the like 4 or 5 posts waiting for me. Color me Durr Faced lol Posted.
Anaca glides into the open room, her ice blue eyes shine with wonder as well as judgement. A slight frown on her lips at the mixing of classes but it was to be expected in a place of fables. Her pale skin shows thin spidery capillaries in a powder blue color underneath. "This should be the right place. So much larger inside." , she thinks. No matter the class of the people around her she was of The Blood and looking down at her clothes she made sure every stitch was in place. One must always present an ideal for others to follow.
When the young Human girl spoke Anaca's face went neutral. Who was this Mali? How did he know her? How did he know she was coming? Was he gifted by the Harrow as well? With an imperious nod of her head she followed the assembled to the table. Snippets skittered up on to her shoulder, a snow white rat with blue-white eyes of it's own, watching ....always watching. "Bring me a tea. Place no more than four bits of ice in it. Six sugars." , the order was not mean but it rang as a command.
Maybe we are in the prison now?
When do we get ta gettn'?
The Deck.
Here's the funny thing.
Could never figure out how to do x10 so here are my 3D6 rolls for gear.
Oh you are going to be her new best friend.
Can you place Anaca on the character page so it does not confuse anyone please?
Thanks for the acceptance.
Well Helloooooo
Hehe so it's not just me. When I saw like of gold, I knew something was wrong.
Anaca Zoratovah
Background:
Charmed? Anaca is far more than that, far better than that. Anaca is a Zoratovah! The Zoratovahs are of very old blood, timeless and powerful. Her family's vast fortune and political might are synonymous with their name to most within the realm but what only scare few know is the whys and hows. Zoratovahs have a connection to and a sense of the machinations of Fate.
Well placed wagers, a trip postponed or moved up, backing this Noble or that one. Lines of fate tugged at ever so slightly or tied into knots and tangles. This has been the power of Zoratovah daughters chosen by the Winter Maw, a force within Creation that marks some daughters with pale white hair and skin like snow. Daughters like Anaca. As has always been the case with Zoratovah Fate Witches, Anaca has a survival of the fittest attitude and a loyalty to her Kin first and the realm second. Of course she feels what is best for the realm is her kin and their power. To this end she has thrown herself into her art and is always seeking to grasp more from the world with it.
She is both Beauty and Beast. A stunning young woman of 19 years, her looks in opposition to a cold and calculating mind. She holds herself as a woman of her station should and her classist ideals are worn on her sleeve. At the very same time she sees the commoner as the backbone of the realm, a needed cog in the grand clock that is Society and thus peasants need to be protected and well maintained like any tool. "Noblesse oblige" her farther would say and she carries that lesson with her today. Crunch:
LE Medium Human
Init +2; Perception +1 -------------------- Defense -------------------- AC 16, touch 12, flat-footed 10 (+4 mage armor, +2 Dex) hp 6 (1d6) Fort +0/+2 (Familiar), Ref +2, Will +3; -------------------- Offense -------------------- Speed 30 ft. Dagger +1 (1d4+1,10ft, 19-20*2, piercing) Crossbow +1 (1d8, 19-20*2, piercing) --------------------
Holding off on Wealth until I figure out how not to mess up the command.
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Ice Magic: When casting a spell with the cold descriptor, the save DC of the spell increases by +1. She cannot learn or cast spells with the fire descriptor. Bonus Cantrip: Ray of Frost is added to her list. Spell List:
Cantrips: All 0-lvl plus Ray of Frost
1st: Cause Fear, Ear Piercing Scream, Ill-Omen, Mage Armor, Mount, Obscuring Mist, Ray of Sickening (Fav Class: 1st) Progression:
I intend for her to be a dedicated Debuffer with a touch of Buff here and there. Anaca will be a heavy theme type with a focus on The Harrow and her Icy aspects. As for PrC I am all in with Harrower for now unless something better Harrow related pops up in the new book before I get there (Assuming it will be allowed by you heh).
The Harrow Deck is going to be as much a Character as Anaca herself. Snippets The Rat: N Tiny animal
Init +2; Senses low-light vision, scent; Perception +1 -------------------- DEFENSE -------------------- AC 15, touch 14, flat-footed 13 (+2 Dex, +2 size, +1 NatArm,) hp 3 (1d8) Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +3 -------------------- OFFENSE -------------------- Speed 15 ft., climb 15 ft., swim 15 ft. Melee bite +4 (1d3–4) Space 2-1/2 ft.; Reach 0 ft. -------------------- STATISTICS -------------------- Str 2, Dex 15, Con 11, Int 6, Wis 13, Cha 2 Base Atk +0; CMB +0; CMD 6 (10 vs. trip) Feats Weapon Finesse Skills Climb +10, Stealth +18, Swim +10; Racial Modifiers +4 Stealth Special: Alertness (Ex): While a familiar is within arm's reach, the master gains the Alertness feat. Improved Evasion (Ex): When subjected to an attack that normally allows a Reflex saving throw for half damage, a familiar takes no damage if it makes a successful saving throw and half damage even if the saving throw fails. Share Spells: The wizard may cast a spell with a target of “You” on his familiar (as a touch spell) instead of on himself. A wizard may cast spells on his familiar even if the spells do not normally affect creatures of the familiar's type (magical beast). Empathic Link (Su): The master has an empathic link with his familiar to a 1 mile distance. The master can communicate empathically with the familiar, but cannot see through its eyes. Because of the link's limited nature, only general emotions can be shared. The master has the same connection to an item or place that his familiar does. |
