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"Why?" I query Magpie with a curious look on my face as I kneel before the creature's body, inspecting it. "Its already dead."
I follow Magpie's lead and start looking for the moss.
Search 22, taking 20

I grin as this new challenge reveals itself and let loose another blast of arcane power. In my haste to use my mysterious powers I forget to try to remember what the creatuer might be.
Knowledge (Arcana) I doubt a 12 is a success.
Attack 14
Damage 2

Spot 8

I will go over to Arianna and convert Shield of faith to a cure light wounds for 8 points of healing (over kill but a good roll). “ Let the Blessed healing of Sarenrae help and heal you my friend.”

I don't think I took any damage.

I grin as I see my arcane power lay low a hobgoblin. I let another blast of flame fly at the remaining bird with a gleeful laugh.
Attack 11
Damage 3

I smile with glee as the hobgoblin reveals his position. I can feel the arcane energies that I maintain a tenous mastery over well up and I release them in a blast of powerful magic that looks like a column of fire filled with screaming faces.
Its cool. I under stand being bust with school.
Attack 17; Damage 3

Initiative 9
Spot 15
Listen 17

I stay hidden in the bushes, ready to blast any foes in the area with my arcane powers. "Let him get himself killed. It will draw the enemies out into range for me." I think with a smile as I anticipate the coming use of my arcane talents.

I nod and follow Magpies instructions, moving stealthily up the path and staying alert for any danger. Tendrils of arcane energy curl around my fingers and I can feel the power well up inside of me, begging to be let out, to be used and bent to my will. The thrill of power from the arcane energies and then adrenaline from the possibility of danger make me a little to hasty as I search for danger and it disctracts me as I try to listen for the sounds of a threat. I have my dagger drawn in one hand.
Move Silently 15 Listen and Spot, respectively 2 and 9

"Should I sneak ahead and find out what it is?" I whisper.

"I've smelled worse."
I follow whoever takes the lead, not being much of a woodsman myself.
We're having company so my posting will be reduced to posting once a day, if that for the next 5-7 days. Sorry for the inconvienence.

I eye the beast with little aprehension "Hopefully he'll be as effective as he looks against whatever foes we face." I say, fidgiting slightly as I wait for us to depart.

"Of course we should proceed with all possible haste. We will see you in half an hour." I say and head for the Sitting Duck.

Wow, that sucks.
I listen to the directions and say "I suggest that we pursue the one that will be the farthest or the most challenging first because I suspect that as this Blcakscour Taint progresses we shall become weaker."

"Yes, we should go now. I don't want to die from this 'Blackscour Taint'."

"I am Arianna. I've some power over eldritch forces."

I look appraisingly at this stranger and ask, rather bluntly "Who are you?"

I cough a little and, once I've recovered say "Yes, I'd be willing to search out a cure."

I step forward, coughing slightly, and say "Yes, have been affected with this sickness and request your aid in curing myself." to the healer, trying to be as poite as I can.

"I could scare them away." I say, looking at the people in front of me with distaste.

I smile a little bitterly and reply "Neither am I. Most people find me a little...off. I make them uncomfortable."

I turn to Magpie and ask "Then why are they in our way?"

The PbPs always slow down on the weekends.
I eye the newcomers curiously, making sure not to make eye contact or even let them know that I'm watching.

Sorry about that, I spaced that I hadn't chosen her invocation yet. I think all I needed to do is choose an invocation, which I've done.

I stifle a cough and another shiver as the line inches forward, briefly I consider blasting the other people aside. No better to wait and not draw too much attention to myself.

I shiver, feeling strangely chilled, and nod "I too dislike large crowds. I don't exactly fit in." I say with a ghost of smile.

"A pleasure to meet you, Magpie." I say as the line inches forward. "Where do you call home? What brings you to this remote outpost of civilization?"

"I am not a scribbler in books, my connection to magic is more...primal than that. I awoke one day, perhaps a year ago, in a forest far from here with mere fragments of my past. Since then magic has coursed through my veins, from where it comes I do not know." I say, tentativley extending one pale, long fingered hand to Magpie "My name is Arianna."

"I am a wanderer, in search of my past and future. Specifically I channel arcane magic and bend it to will. And you? You don't seem like most of the people in this town." I say, fidgeting with the straps of my backpack.

"Thank you." I say and put my pad in my back pack and walk onto the street, headed to the que.
In response to the strange man's question I say "I get plenty of sleep. I find its not as refresing as you make it out to be. Are you a healer?

I look at the child somewhat uneasily and say "Just a dream. A memory." as I close the notebook and stifle a sneeze. "Tell me, is there anyone who knows how to cure the illness that's been going around?"

I sit in the corner of the Sitting Duck, shivering slightly. My eyes warily dart around the room while I cup a mug of steaming cider in my hands, trying to absorb some warmth from it. ”Where am I?” I think to myself as I look at the other patrons. Where did I come from?” I close my eyes for a moment as the nightmares of the past, of strange creatures, foul and unnatural kidnapping me from an all but forgotten home. ”Home. Where was home?” I ask myself, sipping from the steaming mug. I have brief glimpses of memory, of running through an orchard but more than that I remember nothing except for snatches of nightmarish memories of a dark room and the alien creatures changing me, changing me into something closer to them. My true memory starts only a few weeks back, when I found myself wandering in a dark forest. I found my way into this town and now here I sit and I feel as though I’m coming down with something. I pull out my stained pad of paper and a stub of a pencil, idly sketching something as my mind wanders through my remnants of memory.
Description: Arianna is about 5’4, with straight shoulder length black hair and a thin, pale face. I have large, black eyes with dark shadows of exhaustion beneath them. I’m unhealthily thin, although I’m mostly shrouded in a tattered black cloak. I’m going to be away from home for a week but I should still have at least some internet access. I’m still working on my back story (yes, I know, I’m slow).

Fortitude 2
I'll be renting a room in the inn, just stopping through on my wanderings.
Still working on my backstory.

I just got my copy of Tome of Magic and Binder looks really cool. Is it too late to change my character to a Binder? Would that book be allowed? If not its cool but Binder fits what I've in mind for this character. If allowed I might multiclass Warlock and Binder.
Also, will you allow me to create and use invocations of my own and maybe a PrC of my own creation if you think they're balanced? There isn't a heck of a lot that fits my character concept.

Magpie the druid?
For the backround I have in mind (I'm still working on typing it up) I won't know anyone else in the party, as long as that works withthe campaign.

Here I am. I still need to choose an invocation and post my personal history. Mevers, if some of the feats I chose don't work let me know and I'll choose something else.

...I shall become a Bloodthirsty Spectator! Fight!