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I think it's better to leave Mummy's Mask. I'm going to pass on Plaguestone. I've got enough going on in the games department to keep me busy. Been a pleasure though. I'll still see you guys in Tyrant's Grasp and Strange Aeons. Thanks for teaching me about illusionists btw. Something for me to think about
I can do 2 days/week. That's roughly what I end up doing, myself. That being said, I wouldn't want to commit to a full adventure at that pace (as I'm learning after my 4th year running Rise of the Runelords and my characters are only half way through book 2).
"Oh, I've heard of Cheliax. It's quite a large country in the northern lands, isn't it? Tell me a little of your family, do they know that you're in another continent looting the dead for riches? How did they react to it?"
"Forgive me, but where did you say you travelled from, Eliyajah? You have some very interesting phrases."
Ashira laughs and smiles from ear to ear. She feels a lot better now and looks at the group with compassionate eyes.
"No." Ashira replies with a sly grin. "I give showers. Cold ones." She starts casting Create Water, but watches for Devon's reaction.
"Would you like me to wash the sand out of your fur?" Ashira teases.
Ashira casts Create Water on Devon to wake her up.
Ashira draws her dagger and tries to harry the creature into Say'ri's flail.
Ashira takes another step back and begins to pray "Not today, not yet. Bless us with your foresight."
Ashira replies "We are messengers of the Lady of Graves. She sends her regards." After that, she starts casting a spell upon Say'ri's flail, enchanting it with magic.
Ashira hadn't really thought that far ahead. Realizing she's got her holy symbol of Pharasma right in her shield hand, she awkwardly tries to palm it into her armour. "Abadar. I'm a priestess of Abadar." Ashira responds.
Ashira looks at Devon and tightens her lips in concern.
Spells:
------------------------------ Spells ------------------------------ 0th (at will) Create Water, Guidance, Light, Virtue 1st Bless, Magic Weapon, Shield of Faith, Domain: Deathwatch Ashira steels herself for another harrowing dive and follows after Devon.
Thanks GM. I'm slowly getting back into the swing of things
Ashira lets out a sigh of relief, showing signs of stress. "I do have two more channels, but yes I'm out of spells. Sorry."
Hello all, I'm sorry to have disappeared so suddenly. I've been struggling with my mental health for about a month and things got so overwhelming for me to handle everything. Thank you very much for your patience, I'm still a little tender, but I want to come back and keep playing.
Ashira channels a burst of energy to destroy the skulls.
"Oh I know this spell!" Ashira exclaims, happy to feel useful
Ashira lifts her tiny shield in case arrows shoot out of the walls or something.
"I like it. It's sweet." She replies.
"I've got you." Says Ashira as she places a warm hand ontop of Devon's head.
A small smirk crosses Ashira's face, happy to have been useful ^^
Ashira channels the might of Pharasma to wash away the necromantic energy holding these skeletons together. Then she takes a step forward to draw the skeleton's attention away from Devon.
"Be careful, everyone. This body is only a few years old. I think there might be a trap of some kind."
"We... We will meet them and put them to rest." Replies Ashira with some hesitancy.
"Rest in peace." Ashira says a little prayer while Devon looks over the eastern room. She takes the knife out of the skeleton, then lays it on the floor. She puts a tiny drop of holy water on the skeleton's skull, then promises to bury it properly. "Do we have a shovel?"
Ashira will cast Deathwatch to look over these skeletons, then keep the spell going as they travel.
Ashira moves a fair ways back and loads her sling.
Ashira steps up and tries to stagger the skeleton with her gentle rest.
Ashira gives guidance to Say'ri. She can only channel energy five times, but Say'ri can cast 'flail' as a cantrip.
Ashira hustles into the complex with her holy symbol in hand. "Pitiful undead, the Lady of Graves releases you from your Pallid bonds!"
Ashira launches a sling stone into the wall next to the devil dog. She grits her teeth and draws her dagger instead.
Spells:
------------------------------ Spells ------------------------------ 0th (at will) Create Water, Guidance, Light, Virtue 1st Bless, Remove Fear, Sanctuary, Domain: Deathwatch Ashira follows behind with her sling loaded.
Ashira hurries with the rest of the group to escape the tomb. She takes the opportunity to cast a healing spell on Say'ri as they escape.
"I can sacrifice my last spell to heal you a bit, Say'ri, but let's just make sure that this sarcophagus isn't alive first. I don't want you to get eaten again."
Ashira calls back "I can't! I'm out of energy!" She steps over to Say'ri and prays "Grant my friend safety from these undead."
Ashira brings Devon over to the limestone altar of Pharasma. "For your contributions to the Lady of Graves, I bless you with renewed vigor."
----------------------------------- Ashira isn't used to this form of channel energy, but she gives it her best shot. Instead of focusing on healing the wounds of those around her, Ashira focuses on the swarm of undead and channels her desire to destroy it. "Pharasma banishes you from the realm of the living!"
Ashira sighs deeply with relief. "Oh my Goddess, that was brutal. I thought we would never escape and just be left here to rot. I promise, I will find a spell to use to fight with."
Ashira is startled that she was having such a strong effect as she was, so she goes back to inducing lethargy in the creature.
Ashira starts getting frustrated and tries to move the creature she's stuck to into Devon's spear.
Ashira grimaces a bit, but decides instead of trying to pry her hand off to continue the assault of staggering the thing. Since her hand is already on, she figures her attack should automatically succeed.
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