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Not particularly, but sometimes they like me.
Steps watched hey cohorts operate. Interesting lot.
My sincerest condolences, these are trying times. I can never know exactly what you are going through, and would never compare. But, I was with my best friend's family and we withdrew life support (his Dad), just yesterday. We do the best we can to maintain composure. Blessings, thoughts and prayers.
That's great news! We have time. Magic can help her... and it's just a matter of resources. She seems uplifted.
Astrid's voice is soft yet steady. So sorry to hear that, but... perhaps we can help, if you would share the cause. It is precisely in these trying times that we need each other and should come together. Some burdens are not meant to be born alone. My name is Astrid.
I have read something about attracting more flies with.. honey. Astrid raises a brow.
Happy Birthday, fellow Libra!
True, agreed... was more concerned with carrying my weight.
Syberys shards are doubly in demand as they are desirable by arcanists and psions. Khyber shards fundamentally... binding. Isn't that right, professor? Either type would command a high price if fenced on the black market. She pauses. But the thief doesn't have the expertise to extract the shard from the remaining geode? So they were either taken to be used by someone or for money, either a random sales on the market or... ...there is a specific buyer asking for these specific type of shards and someone knew where to find them. She times and asks her questions so that they do not interrupt other conversation.
Something shifts in Astrid's mind, a tugging. It's a sensations she's quite familiar with... application of the abstract to the real world.
Guess the question is do any of her skills come into play? Feeling mechanically useless.
. Knowledge (arcana) +8
Could any of that help see/notice some pattern? Also, were all kinda on the same side PC/NPCs... so I'm thinking not a great time for Diplomacy (to Persuade +12). Am I right?
Astrid walks about admiring the quarters whilst looking for clues. One day...
Let's go, then. she takes Samantha's hand and strides forward. Don't be afraid guys... and try to keep up.
Looking up. We climb up to the loft in the barn but, it's... basically the same. Not a stranger to magic, Astrid follows along. Who controls the platform? And, how does one get down should the platform cease functioning? Not that it ever would. Hypothetically speaking. She adds, not wishing any insult.
Astrid looks to Jhondar, An army marches on its stomach... or some such. Don't they say? Practical is good.
Use Magic Device... An object reading... something.
I owe it to your husband. She realizes she did not acknowledge the woman's distress. Ah well...
I'm Astrid. I know your husband. He was one of my instructors, not so long ago. She approaches the group.
Astrid cannot decide who may need rescuing from whom. Rising from her seat, Madame... fair lady, I would be remiss to let you go of with strangers. But first, what is your name? I'm certain all will be sorted in smart fashion. Astrid's manner is officious. As if she were in charge in this situation. Her words were forceful, if only in their logic.
Astrid, remaining seated with Jhondar... watches the scene unfold.
Apparently, Astrid knows nothing and no one. LOL.
Jhondarr and Astrid Astrid half winces, but otherwise focuses on the food and tea. Self-consciously she looks up with a mouthful of breakfast. Chewing and swallowing... she reaches for her cup. Sorry. I'm not the best of... company. She breaks up her sentence to allow for cadence (or lack there of) of the music, such that she can be heard. Sighing, she continues to eat although she does look up from time to time.
Astrid notices the newcomer. Who wouldn't? It's interesting... she intimates, discreetly. One hides behind a mask but, all one does is draw attention. Then she fixes her spectacles upon the bridge of her nose.
Finally, the home of a smile. It wasn't criticism, just observation. In the beginning, I had no choice... liked it because it was free. Now, I can pay and I still eat here. Good people, too. What brings yourself?
Looking to the halfling, I noticed you didn't really ask, though the question was implied. Astrid. I'm here, pretty much every day. She started matter-of-factly. She doesn't seem offended but neither is she warm or inviting. Probably nothing personal.
Astrid and Jhondar She looks up blinking, Hotcakes, scrambled eggs, and bacon... tea, no coffee. She looks around, seeming to relax as she spots one of the barmaids.
An attractive human young lady nearly walks by your table, but stops to look around. Excuse me... Sir? It seems to be getting crowded, do you mind if I sit here at the table with you? Her manner is professional, if not uptight. She seems pleasant enough but lack... warmth.
Astrid rolled out of the large bed she and Jess shared, her bunkmate having gotten an early start while it was still dark. Milk the cows, collect the eggs from the henhouse. She served at the tavern and there was more to getting a place that served food ready than most people thought. Washing up, the neonate wizard got dressed and left the barn loft. She looked up at the sky, seeing if any heavenly bodies were visible this morning. Greeting some animals and the beautiful day, she went across the field and made her way to the inn for breakfast. For months she's been living of the kindness of the proprietors, of late she was happy to be able to pay them back a bit and pay for her breakfast.
Astrid is more the library/observatory type, might not get mundane great until she knows where she's headed.
May need some tweaks, but Astrid has dotted Gameplay and appears in Characters tab. And absolutely, we can just use the regular "O" if typing her last name. |