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AC 17 : HP9/9 : F+1 : R+3 : W+5 : Init +8 : Pers +4 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20 Concentration check - I think made
Attacks: If in aylya form
Post attack
If in Bear form (All Magic Attack)
Female
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AC 17 : HP9/9 : F+1 : R+3 : W+5 : Init +8 : Pers +4 Aylya gives up the acid Idea and then walks looks on as Rasmus works, when the fire balls come again, she keeps out of the way. But after he seems to stop the magic fire with click she things. "Well, he dos have skills that the tribe needs, I best keep this one safe"
Female
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AC 17 : HP9/9 : F+1 : R+3 : W+5 : Init +8 : Pers +4 There is a less suttel and long winded way but it works. Aylya sits down 30' away and starts flicking Acid at the magic part of the floor, 1d3 Damage per round. Acid splash, takes a wile but then she is form the land of Ice and well you get the idea. RTA test round:
RTA - 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9 DMG 1d3 ⇒ 3 RTA - 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 DMG 1d3 ⇒ 3 RTA - 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8 DMG 1d3 ⇒ 2 RTA - 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23 DMG 1d3 ⇒ 1
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25 (Dungeon) Knowledge
Then of it looks like its working RTA round2:
RTA - 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25 DMG 1d3 ⇒ 1 RTA - 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11 DMG 1d3 ⇒ 3 RTA - 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16 DMG 1d3 ⇒ 1 RTA - 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 DMG 1d3 ⇒ 2
RTA round3:
RTA - 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23 DMG 1d3 ⇒ 3 RTA - 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22 DMG 1d3 ⇒ 2 RTA - 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20 DMG 1d3 ⇒ 2 RTA - 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21 DMG 1d3 ⇒ 1
ETC
Female
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AC 17 : HP9/9 : F+1 : R+3 : W+5 : Init +8 : Pers +4 Thanks Cole, I have a similar PC Rosa Luminass but I play her to fit the game, just the name stays the kind of the same. I did not offer her for this ash she would have been a bad fit, Aylya is much better I feel. She cold and hard will the is soft and nice, if you talk to him :) He likes playing cards
Female
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AC 17 : HP9/9 : F+1 : R+3 : W+5 : Init +8 : Pers +4 Ok as Lanfearon has gone as well, I do not want the game to end, I was keeping tabs on this game, I dropped for another game I was in, but just just pulled out of then after a player said negative things about me because I am Dyslexic, takes all the fun out of a game when someone dos that. So guys would you be happy to see Aylya back in, gold hard Aylya and Farther Bear.
Female
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AC 17 : HP9/9 : F+1 : R+3 : W+5 : Init +8 : Pers +4 Sorry to hear the, I have some bad news, I am shedding all my slow games, they take up to much time and I have others that move faster. I was hhoping this would be one but with what Emilio;s said I am going to have to drop out. GM would you be so kind as to remove me as a Player. Aylya
Female
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AC 17 : HP9/9 : F+1 : R+3 : W+5 : Init +8 : Pers +4 I see Aylya looks for a moment to see where the sneak as skunk off to, arr that back. "He has moved to the back Father bear" The old one in side here seems to growl in anger "Of course, he seeks the safest place to run from, wile we fight he can make his mind up to aid or run, thinking of his skin 1st. Southern ones are like this, Little one, if he had true skill and not just a useless mouth ruled by fear his would seek to aid the tribe with his skills, but he is little more than a child lost from his mother. He is as you say less then useless, when we do fight he will be the 1st one to come crowing about his skills after we have done the work. One cut of a blade late to save our skins means nothing when he should have hunted with the pack form the start" "Yes father bear you are most wise" Aylya says, "Who here is good and moving with out sound and seeing in the dark, come front and join me"
Female
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AC 17 : HP9/9 : F+1 : R+3 : W+5 : Init +8 : Pers +4 Just to make clear Aylya NEVER said she did not feel fear, just that from where home fear is what you feel ALL the time, you just have to overcome it or become a liability, Re-read what she said, Aylya looks on as the fearful little human slinks around, "he can see in darkness like me, but the others need light" "Do you wish me to join the hunt now Little one?" "not yet father bear, lets see what we find ahead" Aylya moves looking around bow ready. 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16 per
Female
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AC 17 : HP9/9 : F+1 : R+3 : W+5 : Init +8 : Pers +4 Aylya fixes Rasmus with a cold hard look, her eyes look over the washed out and cynical vagabond in front of her Shivering from fear or cold it matters not, his pointless red scarf was not keeping what ever it was out, he looked sick. She had been told of the type, the ones that would hide in an Ice caves wile the sounds of their tribes death make them cower in the dark. They would let a whole tribe die so they could be safe. Slinking, sly types always seeking ways to keep themselves face 1st and foremost. "I smell fear in this one Aylya, he would see the world freeze so his skin be safe, trust him not on the hunt for he will run to save his own skin." In a cold hard voice Aylya says. "I was born on the ice where life and death are simple, fear and dread are constants, the great white seeks always your tribes end. By Tooth, claw, crack and flow, under, above, in it, always and forever. Many of my blood have spent their lives so I may stand here now. What should I do now, evil comes and will not stop with a village so My tribe will live if I hunt well here and now, live or die, nothing more matters... " She starts to trun her back on the small human. "So Soft, plump, hot meal'ed, fire warmed tribe-less, southerner, keep your fear chilled breath to yourself, It is of no use to me." She turns her back on him, totally forgotten until he shows worth to the tribe.
Female
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AC 17 : HP9/9 : F+1 : R+3 : W+5 : Init +8 : Pers +4 The old bear inside Aylya talks. "Tell them little one they need to know it all, we go to fight that which would end all, keep nothing make they need to know what they will be facing" She takes a deep breath. "The witch here has the sight, I know, she knew things only one with it could know, She talked of some thing called the 'blood stone' Said its an old stone that mages who worshiped the lords of terror would carry, that once they had 'the right vessel' and magic they can summon the Lord of Terror. She says this is very dark magic, that she knows little of as she herself doesn't dabble such natural things. She said there are ones of a blood line that could be used as the 'the right vessel' but with the blood stone any one could be used, the good news she said there was no prophecy involved, so no gods to upset" She looks into the fire. "If your afrit, then best run home now."
Female
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AC 17 : HP9/9 : F+1 : R+3 : W+5 : Init +8 : Pers +4 Aylya comes back into the inn with Dorian, she sees the others and walks over to where Emilio has taken a place. "There is a stone that lets ones with magic call evil into the world Diablo Lord of Terror, who needs a body of a blood line or this stone to give him form, any use to you Cleric?"
Female
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AC 17 : HP9/9 : F+1 : R+3 : W+5 : Init +8 : Pers +4 "The Inn, we need others if we re to fight below"[b] is all the little elf says as she walks to the Inn, going in she finds Rasmus and Emilio talking. She walks over to them. [b]"Aylya, will you be fighting the evil her, if so I would help" "That is it little one, we need them"
Female
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AC 17 : HP9/9 : F+1 : R+3 : W+5 : Init +8 : Pers +4 "This one can feel the great bear little one, but she says others, it seems this Dorian my have undead about him." "he dos not look a necromancer Father bear what could she mean?" 'I do not know little one but let her talk more and we shall see, we could be with unseen demons" Alyla looks at the woman "What do you see?"
Female
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AC 17 : HP9/9 : F+1 : R+3 : W+5 : Init +8 : Pers +4 "This one can feel the great bear little one, but she says others, it seems this Dorian my have undead about him." "he dos not look a necromancer Father bear what could she mean?" 'I do not know little one but let her talk more and we shall see" Alyla looks at the woman "What do you see?
Female
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AC 17 : HP9/9 : F+1 : R+3 : W+5 : Init +8 : Pers +4 Alyla looks at the odd halfelf as she walks, I have all ready said my name He is an odd one little one, tell him again, and he is right
"Aylya, we go to the witch" She looks away, it looks like thats all your going to get out of her,
Female
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AC 17 : HP9/9 : F+1 : R+3 : W+5 : Init +8 : Pers +4 Alyla looks at the boy. "hes a fool and knows nothing" "No little one he knows more but is not telling, Coin is what he wants. I wish to see the witch let us go find her" Alyla looks at the boy then holding her bow niched heeds off to find the witch.
Female
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AC 17 : HP9/9 : F+1 : R+3 : W+5 : Init +8 : Pers +4 Let me rip his throat out, this little worm is making money wile the town sinks into hell, he is little more that than a maggot feeding on dead flesh No farther bear, he may know things we need to know, we should let the other talk, he has power with words. Aylya nods her head to Dorian as if to say, you talk to him.
Female
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AC 17 : HP9/9 : F+1 : R+3 : W+5 : Init +8 : Pers +4 The Ice elf walks up to the group standing her full 5,2 tall with a bow as big across her back. She takes along hard look at each off them. Hit hard to see what she is thinking her face is as still as the ice she comes from. "Risk? "Some, the god ones will stand, they always do, the red scarf one, will run, I know the type, The half-elf, look at his haunted eyes, ask yourself what dos he see that gives him eyes such?, as for the Sea dog, hes all mouth and drink, no use at all" "Aylya" Is all she Says
Female
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AC 17 : HP9/9 : F+1 : R+3 : W+5 : Init +8 : Pers +4 She has been in the town for a week. The inn had been quiet for some days but now new faces, She looked over form her table at the salty sea dog drinking to one side. She had nodded at him so he seemed friendly. "When do we star little one?" the voice of her other-self said. "I do not know, from the boy our side I know some have come but we shall see." The thing just outside of her yet part of her seemed to move.
She held her held back until it was once more it was stilled. "Little one keep safe I am always close." The thing of raw power moved away from her once more. The small Snow elf sat and looked around the Inn once more.
could you fit in one more GM, Concept/Background fluff: Aylya Lafina synthesist snow elf, CN: From the far north and the land perpetual ice and snow. She is cold and hard like the lands she cames from. In Action
In Form: Aylya is small, petite Elf female, so slender she seems like she will blow away in the wind. Her Skin is pale blue and her hair white. But Aylya has another self one she has always and has always been with her, when she manifests her other self, she becomes truly terrifying spirit of THE GREAT "PanserBjørne", the armored bears of myth. A mouth full of sharp teeth, Front paws with opposable thumbs and razzer sharp claws, all of which are magic, on two legs she stands some 16 feet tall, all the wile covered in interlinking plates of magic natural armor, this is the Eidolon she Melds with, sharp of tooth and claw rage and raw power. This is in stark Juxtaposition with her other self, "the Bear" he is harsh, cruel and unkind, Brutal And Fearsome in form and the Elf maid, small and weak but both hunters of Evil. as
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