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Sorry for the gap in posting. I have a sick baby at home taking a lot of my time up.
My skills in moving unseen are lacking I fear. It would be better to lead on without me.
Sadly most of my spells are to aid allies but I will find a way to make myself useful, have no doubt.
When the enemy arrives, gather round and I will bestow a blessing upon us.
Should your wounds need attention in the future I am sure my Mistress can see fit the aid you once again. Astrid replies to the over tones coming her way. Perhaps. . . She finishes with a small eyebrow raise before turning back to greater conversation.
Of course sir. My Lady of Storms has seen fit to grant me such powers. Let me see what I can do. Astrid lays her hand upon Ezekias. After uttering a quick prayer her hand glows softly.
How do you feel?
It is good to finally see some reinforcements at long last. I see we fodder has arrived as well. I trust you ran into no trouble?
Does anyone know a way to turn the odds further? Now is the time to speak up? Traps or tricks? My magic is focused on blessing so let me grant our allies a boon before sending them into battle, each bit helps.
Her presence here guarding a simple shipment bothers me, but our goal is unchanged. The resistance must have that shipment. Did any of our scouts get a good lay of the land? Mayhap we can use the land in our favor?
Nor Have I spent any divine powers. Wake me when you tire Tarias and I will watch. With that Astrid says her nightly prayers to the Storm Maiden and lays down to rest.
I am never one to turn down an offer to learn more about the mysteries of magic, however I am sad to say at the moment we do have some pressing matters to attend to. Astrid says with honest sadness in her voice.
The Dragon Orb s? You saw them? As in more than one? Astrid asks, unable to keep the awe from her voice. I thought them myth or at best exaggerated in power.
Non-Combat Group: Kn: His/Nob/Rel
These are indeed strange times Astrid remarks upon seeing the strange creature.
From this point on mayhaps we should have some plan in case of attack? Astrid asks her companions in a hushed voice. She's not sure why but this forest makes one want to whisper.
I too am ready to depart now. Let us be down with the grim business. Astird hoists her pack and her shield, ready to move.
I've no problem with splitting up to avoid attention. I have very little knowledge of the lands around here and may need a guide to make sure can still find my way.
I bow to the will of party. As I said I have little experience in dealing with bandits. I only pointed out the opposite opinion as to cover all points of view. If it is to be undead then I shall simply have to prepare correctly ahead of time. Astrid replies. Her only response to each subtle, or not so subtle, flirtation is the raising of a single eyebrow over her storm colored eyes. I fear my manners may have deserted me. I am Astrid Ne'Sulne, priestess of the storms. I bear some skill in the healing arts and know my way around a blade should the need arise.
I am not overly comfortable in using restless souls in such a way. I do, however, see the usefulness of such a tactic. I propose we pose as bandits, or even bring in some local bandits as aid. A share of the goods in better than no goods at all. Honestly, other than tales and rumor I have heard nothing of the bandits hear abouts. Mayhaps we can enlist some to our aid?
My faith means more to me than anything so my answer would be (2) My Life.
Reporting for Duty.
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