Anna steps into the doorway and pauses. The spells she had memorized weren't suited for a group of sleeping thugs if, going by the big ranger's actions, they weren't going to kill them.
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Anna, all too aware of her own lack of skill at physical combat, takes shelter just outside the door waiting for the opportune time to step in and cast a spell.
Anna put her fingers to her lips and whistled loudly. The ferret slid to a stop down the street and came running back, running up her robe and diving into her hood before sticking it's head back up and chittering into her ear. "You stay with me for now." the girl said, standing to her impressive 5'4" and following quickly after Fearghus.
As Durnak strides out the door, a familiar small animal quickly followed suit and stopped outside to look back at the room. It skittered angrily at the black haired woman who had been watching the conversation from a darkened corner. Her gold eyes curled up at the corner as she smiled at the small animal, amused by it's anger. "Excuse me, but would you mind if I joined you? Chitik here is quite wound up and is looking for a fight." She asks.
Shortly after midnight there was the sound of something scrambling down the stairs before Anna's weasel appeared. Without breaking stride the small animal climbed the side of the bar and ran towards the door, sliding to a stop about ten feet away. With a single chitter of greeting towards Fearghus, the animal curls up and goes to sleep facing the front of the inn.
The sound of someone walking down the hall came down the stairs and a moment later the blue robed leg of the young woman from earlier appeared. She seemed surprised to see all the people from the fight earlier drinking with the innkeeper and his two serving girls. There was a chittering from behind her and the weasel appeared, quickly moving to place his small frame between the girl and the room. "Oh, I'm sorry. Am I interupting anything?"
My apologies for not posting monday, I was in the hospital for the BRILLIANT reason of drinking WAY too much sunday and getting alcohol poisoning. It's wonderful when you don't remember how the evening ended because you blacked out and wake up the next morning in the hospital. No, this is not normal for me. I have never drank that much before and I will NEVER drink that much again.
The weasel, standing with fur on end between Anna and the fight, chittered angrily. "I know I know." The girl said, closing an eye and sticking the tip of her tongue between her teeth. Aiming with a finger, she used magic to grip the full tankard of ale on the table behind the still standing thug and lifted it into the air, slowly moving it until it was in the right spot. Then with a contented smile she released the mug, sending it crashing down on the thug's head.
Alright I'm going to bed. Prepared spells are: 0 Level: Resistance, Acid Splash, Mage Hand
As abjuration specialist Anna uses her special ability to increase her parties armor by +1 first and foremost in combat. She is protective of her friends and only uses her offensive abilities if the bad guy pisses her off really bad. Anything else you need to know is on the character sheet.
IF I'm still in the game and it ramps up in terms of posting while I am away due to time difference or weekend away from the computer, I would not have an issue with someone proxying her. Whoever that happens to be, I would get with them and explain her personality, her background and how she reacts in combat. From there it shouldn't be too difficult.
So alright, I guess I'm booted. I apologize for the weekend but I was not at a computer at all. I was caught a little off guard by how fast this is posting as I'm used to slower games but I can step up the plate. If you are ok with it I can come in at the bottom of the intiative.
The door opens and a robed figure steps in, the hood pulled up and partially obscuring the face within. The figure looks around at the availible tables before heading over the nearest . As the figure puts a hand on a chair to pull it out, a ripple travels from under that sleeve and reveals a red and brown weasel that chitters as it jumps from the chair to the table. "Peace little one, we are stopping here to eat." the woman says, pushing her hood back to reveal a human woman with black hair and golden eyes. A red gem had been afixed at the very center of her forehead surrounded by a pale blue tattoo that flowed down around her eyes to stop on her cheeks. She looks up as the serving girl approaches her. "Just some juice and stew if you have it. Oh, and a small plate of meats please."
Yes she really looks like <<<<<<<<<<< with the tattoos and gem. No earings though.
Whoops, sorry about the build points. I can choose an image when I get home, work internet is too slow and the pictures never load. PS: Salsa would you mind if I changed the arcane bond? I haven't posted anything in the story yet and it makes much more sense for my characters personality to have a familiar.
Er might help if I put the right hair color.
Greetings.
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