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Female Aasimar (Agathion) Oracle of Life 1 | HP 11 | AC 17 | T 11 | FF 16 | CMD 11 | Fort +3 | Ref +1 | Will +2 | Init +1 | Perc +2 |
Skills:
Diplomacy +10 (1) Performe (Sing) +9 (1) Perception (Dark Vision) +2 (0) Spellcraft +5 (1) Know. (Religion) +6 (1) ![]() Astrea wipes away her tears and recollects herself: "I would be honored, Madam Dulapont." She bows reverently and answers. ![]()
Female Aasimar (Agathion) Oracle of Life 1 | HP 11 | AC 17 | T 11 | FF 16 | CMD 11 | Fort +3 | Ref +1 | Will +2 | Init +1 | Perc +2 |
Skills:
Diplomacy +10 (1) Performe (Sing) +9 (1) Perception (Dark Vision) +2 (0) Spellcraft +5 (1) Know. (Religion) +6 (1) ![]() Sense Motive: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24
The latest cooking ware; as befitting of the main estate. Astrea smiles kindly at Welles as Chalmers leads the group past the state of the art kitchen and into the servants' corridor, the scent of delectable cooking and aged wood bringing up fond memories of the time when she used to work here under the guidance of the Madam. A tightness grips her chest at the thought of Madam Dulapont, however, as Astrea recalls the rumors of her deteriorating health. Despite knowing quite well the fickle nature of the rumor mill, she could not shake the foreboding feeling that is building within her heart. The girl's eyes widen in shock at the Madam's condition as Chalmers shows the party into the inner sanctum and introduces the Lady of the house. Trying to calm a frantically beating heart and swallow the lump in her throat, Astrea steps forward at the head butler's mention, bows gracefully, and attempts to articulate a proper greeting. Despite her best effort, however, she only succeeds in making herself cry as the Madam greets each of the guests in turn.
Madam Dulapont wrote: "Young Astrea. You are here, now?" At the Madam's beckon, Astrea rushes over to her side and receives her outstretched hand. Trying to overcome her emotions, the girl forces a whisper: "A... Astrea is here... Madam Dulapont..." ![]()
Female Aasimar (Agathion) Oracle of Life 1 | HP 11 | AC 17 | T 11 | FF 16 | CMD 11 | Fort +3 | Ref +1 | Will +2 | Init +1 | Perc +2 |
Skills:
Diplomacy +10 (1) Performe (Sing) +9 (1) Perception (Dark Vision) +2 (0) Spellcraft +5 (1) Know. (Religion) +6 (1) ![]() Adding a few thoughts: By emphasizing Gavin's credentials and informing Chalmer that he should preserve the Dulapont's hospitality, Astrea provides a way for the head butler to recover from this blunder by simply do what a butler is supposed to do - treat the guests politely and invite everyone in. Her entire strategy, however, hinges on the assumption that Chalmer or who ever is in charge still cares about the Dulapont's reputation. ![]()
Female Aasimar (Agathion) Oracle of Life 1 | HP 11 | AC 17 | T 11 | FF 16 | CMD 11 | Fort +3 | Ref +1 | Will +2 | Init +1 | Perc +2 |
Skills:
Diplomacy +10 (1) Performe (Sing) +9 (1) Perception (Dark Vision) +2 (0) Spellcraft +5 (1) Know. (Religion) +6 (1) ![]() Regarding the TRIPLE SPEAKING post: How it all got started: Gavin offered his arm to Astrea and she took it. Astrea's objectives:
Points she made/insinuated in the post:
Extrapolation:
Regarding 3): When a man representing the Crown asks you to take his arm, you do it unless you want to dishonor the King and Country. Even if Astrea did not know that Gavin was under the king's orders at the time, her politeness still caused her to do the right thing by taking his arm - unknowingly dishonoring the King is still dishonoring the King. If Chalmer fires her because of this, it would be like telling everyone that he fired Astrea because she was following the orders of the King's representative and preserving the honor of the Crown. Objective A) and B) accomplished. On all 3 points: As head butler, he should've realized this as soon as Gavin revealed to him that he was here under the King's orders. Objective C) accomplished. Secret Message: Despite all of the above, Astrea would like a backup option and that is where you come in Gavin. Try to help her get out of trouble. And it is ok Gavin, Astrea will still take your arm next time. :) ![]()
Female Aasimar (Agathion) Oracle of Life 1 | HP 11 | AC 17 | T 11 | FF 16 | CMD 11 | Fort +3 | Ref +1 | Will +2 | Init +1 | Perc +2 |
Skills:
Diplomacy +10 (1) Performe (Sing) +9 (1) Perception (Dark Vision) +2 (0) Spellcraft +5 (1) Know. (Religion) +6 (1) ![]() "M-Master Chalmer!" Astrea stammers in surprise as the door swings open and the head butler reveals himself, his stern gaze scanning the group and, eye brow raising slightly, comes to a stop on Gavin's arm, where her hands are resting. Realizing his disapproval, she quickly withdraws her hand, bows, and informs respectfully: "It is good to see that you are in good health sir. My name is Astrea, and I have come as requested by the Madam." She then turns and gestures politely towards Gavin: "Sir D'Monteforte is the scion of an esteemed family and a rising knight within the Kingdom. Now that he is here on royal orders, it means that he has the King's esteem as well. We should not deny the requests of a man of such caliber, lest people think that we've dishonored his majesty." While facing away from Chalmer, Astrea takes the opportunity and gazes intently at Gavin, as if trying to conveying a silent message. Secret Message: Bluff 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22 See discussion post. She then faces Chalmer and declares: "I believe everyone is here to answer the Madam's call sir. Perhaps we should show our guests the famed hospitality of the Dulapont family, sir." This is Astrea TRIPLE SPEAKING. I'll make a discussion post to explain. ![]()
Female Aasimar (Agathion) Oracle of Life 1 | HP 11 | AC 17 | T 11 | FF 16 | CMD 11 | Fort +3 | Ref +1 | Will +2 | Init +1 | Perc +2 |
Skills:
Diplomacy +10 (1) Performe (Sing) +9 (1) Perception (Dark Vision) +2 (0) Spellcraft +5 (1) Know. (Religion) +6 (1) ![]() "Of course, Sir DeMonteforte." Astrea answers in a celestial voice as she takes his arm, her cheeks flash a slight shade of pink as they make their way towards the tradesman's entrance. The pleasant feeling was fleeting, however, as she realizes their destination. Oh Master Jeremy. It seems the rumors are true. To make someone of Sir DeMonteforte's stature use the tradesman's entrance... A profound sense of embarrassment washes over Astrea as she gently leans into Gavin's arm and whispers: "Please forgive Master Jeremy's antics Sir DeMonteforte. I'm sure the Young Master has done this in jest..." Unable to find the appropriate words, she trails off and casts her gaze down into the stained granite. Snapping out of her revere, Astrea startles a little as Athalaric and R!Kktik introduce themselves. Oh my. Master Jeremy sure likes to keep diverse company. "Master Athalaric. It is a pleasure." Noticing that Athalaric seems to be uncomfortable around her, she casts her eyes downward and speaks apologetically: "My sincerest apologies for acting out of propriety Master Athalaric. I have just arrived from the Dulapont family branch in Ustalav, and am unfamiliar with the finer etiquettes of this great city. If I have done anything to offend you, please do speak your mind." She then turns to R!Kktik and smiles: "Forgive me Master Alchemist but I did not catch your name?" Oh I hope he says it slowly this time... ![]()
Female Aasimar (Agathion) Oracle of Life 1 | HP 11 | AC 17 | T 11 | FF 16 | CMD 11 | Fort +3 | Ref +1 | Will +2 | Init +1 | Perc +2 |
Skills:
Diplomacy +10 (1) Performe (Sing) +9 (1) Perception (Dark Vision) +2 (0) Spellcraft +5 (1) Know. (Religion) +6 (1) ![]() Oh my. The flowers have all wilted... And are those stains on the granite? I'm going to have a word with the housekeeper. Is he trying to embarrass the Madam? Astrea surveys the grounds as the carriage approaches the front gate of Dulapont Manor. "Heeeeeeel..." Bringing the carriage to a halt, the driver swiftly disembarks and opens the the side door while holding out an open hand. "Thank you Albert. It was a very pleasant trip." A stunningly beautiful women emerges from the shadows within the carriage and, accepting Albert's hand, steps down onto the marble pathway. She approaches the group gathered at the gatehouse - her waist length, sky blue hair cascading playfully with each step. "Good day sirs and madams." She greets everyone courtly and, noticing the markings of the DeMonteforte family upon Gavin's shield, bows reverently towards the young man. "It is a pleasure to finally make your acquaintance Master DeMonteforte. The generosities of the esteemed DeMonteforte family are well known even in distant Ustalav. My name is Astrea, a longtime servant of the Dulapont family." Turning to face the gatekeeper, her sapphire eyes becomes cold like diamonds: "Why are you delaying Sir DeMonteforte? Do not embarrass the Dulapont name any further. Open the gates at once." An otherworldly aura emanates from her lithe form as she makes her demand with surprising authority. Diplomacy: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28
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Female Aasimar (Agathion) Oracle of Life 1 | HP 11 | AC 17 | T 11 | FF 16 | CMD 11 | Fort +3 | Ref +1 | Will +2 | Init +1 | Perc +2 |
Skills:
Diplomacy +10 (1) Performe (Sing) +9 (1) Perception (Dark Vision) +2 (0) Spellcraft +5 (1) Know. (Religion) +6 (1) ![]() Awww T.T It's ok Quoth. I'll figure something else :) ![]()
Female Aasimar (Agathion) Oracle of Life 1 | HP 11 | AC 17 | T 11 | FF 16 | CMD 11 | Fort +3 | Ref +1 | Will +2 | Init +1 | Perc +2 |
Skills:
Diplomacy +10 (1) Performe (Sing) +9 (1) Perception (Dark Vision) +2 (0) Spellcraft +5 (1) Know. (Religion) +6 (1) ![]() A stunningly beautiful maid greets the guests as they arrive. Her exotic sky blue hair cascades playfully as she bows with reverence and declares in a celestial voice: "Welcome to the Dulapont Estate honored sirs and madams. My name is Astrea, and I will be attending to your needs during your stay."
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![]() I submit Astrea, hp battery and healer extraordinaire. Her backstory is still in progress. I imagining something along the lines of her being a tutor/housekeeper of the Dulapont family, got cursed by malevolent spirits while doing laundry, and being drawn summarily into the whole mess. Let me know what you think of that DM. |