Anevia Tirablade

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Forgotten Temple of Many (Light and statues):

She moved by those before her tell Arashnivial of it and offers it to him then drinks it herself.

She makes a wish before drinking, "I wish all of us be affected by a heal spell when all have attempted this crazy trial! To Cayden!" She then drinks...


The Way Up:
She nods at Xantor, "I am glad as well, it could have been far worse. Perhaps it was fates! I hope to be able to return the favor in the future!" She continues to struggle through the rubble but follows the group.


She smiles and concedes to Xantor, "You are true we are pretty useless. May as well be civilians."


She quips, "Oh my big strong adventuerer, I am no mere civilian. None of us are. Horgus is an esteemed nobleman though his choices are along the gray area. Arashnivial is a rift warden and I was an advturerer before recently retiring to live with my wife. Horgus is the closest thing to a civilian."


She casually interhects herself, "I think you both have valid points, though as Bengi said. This likely will be a continuing warring fact as you both seem to have credit to what you say. Though knocking him out does throw credence to having this conversation. I believe if we can avoid death that would be preferred. Though likely not these Mongrelmen... speaking of that what is the plan?"


She walks with a crutch as her bow is on her back with a full quiver of arrows.


She happily accepts help from anyone but makes sure that Xantor and Onyx know she appreciates them. As Onyx informs her of the salve she spouts to the group to Onyx's detriment, "Onyx got me a salve that will allow me to fight normally!"


Anevia is intrigued by the possibility of recruiting the mongrels to aid the crusade.


She states, "I will cover you from here... but remember wounded animals are more aggressive. I once saw an elk gore its hunter. It was a sight to see. You will also likely have to climb up there..."


Anevia nods and slowly walks with you to the position.

Round 1

Anevia bow: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 8 + 1 = 16
damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

"Well it could have done better!"


Round 2

Anevia bow: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17
damage: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

She is amazed at how true the arrow flew, piercing into the snake's head. Then it went limp!

End of combat!

"Well damn we handled that quite well!"

Then more solemnly she states, "I only have seven more arrows..."


She nods and waits. She pulls her bow, "I can shoot anything that springs out. No worries I understand."


She quietly states to Horgus, "I don't appreciate being left alone..."


She hobbles forward with Onyx's help. Her face is strained with pain. She bites down on a piece of leather.

Desperately she pulls out the leather, "Come on Onyx. Why did you stop?"