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Celeste readies to Mind Thrust the demon when it comes visible. Readied action results: Celeste's breathing is measured, even, and deep as she stares at the shadowy figure. A small line of purple appears on her forehead growing brighter and thicker taking the shape of an eye. With a small flash of purplish light, the eye disappears.
Celeste eyes the flying green beastie. Concentrating, she thinks back to her classes at the Academy.
Purple black mist forms in Celeste's hands as she narrows her gaze at the flying beast. A quick breath opens her mind to the perfection of the universe. The mist coalesces before Celeste's face. A barely perceptible nod flings the purple black towards the green monster.
Celeste hops back 5' to avoid those nasty looking blades. Celeste's brreathing is measured, even, and deep as she stares at the shadowy figure. A small line of purple appears on her forehead growing brighter and thicker taking the shape of an eye. With a small flash of purplish light, the eye disappears.
"Lies, all lies." Celeste looks over Mr. Kruune's coat for a missing button. If she spots a missing button:
"See, myself and my other blue skinned beauty found this button out in old man Johnson's farm (or who ever it was). And if you look closely, you cute little sheriff you, you will see that Mr. Kruune's coat is missing this exact button!"
"Also, they found the body hanging from a tree out in the farmer's field. Well, the torture that poor person went through did not happen at the farm I can tell you that for sure! There simply wasn't enough blood any where near that poor tree. The person was tortured and murdered elsewhere, and then had his body placed hanging from that poor tree for all to find."
After the completely broken Occult Adventures BS What do you mean broken? It is no different than shocking grasp. At least you get a saving throw for half damage, unlike shocking grasp. Just because there is a super cheap ioun stone that allows me to cast Divination spells one level higher is, well, unfortunate but by no means game breaking. The spell still has a maximum damage dice pool (5d6 for Mind Thrust 1).
"Idris, I know of your love for a good door breaking, but the front door is slightly ajar. That is a clue! A clue that someone wants us to go in! Besides, who is dumb enough to not just walk, roll, hop out the front if you are here against your will? Hmm?" Celeste taps Idris on the head while winking and nodding at him. "Yarr! Rafael! Batten down the hatches and clear the gangplank, Celeste is coming a board!" Celeste starts climbing the rope as soon as Rafael lets it down.
"Hmmmm..... this button is not particular to anything I've seen the locals wearing. I think I have seen this before somewhere.... hm. And that whole skinning of the body? Yuck. Just. Yuck. Who would do such a thing? And that whole lack of blood? That takes time, time the Pathfinders accused of the crime did not have. "Well, Kali, let's head back to town and check in with the others. Besides, I'm famished! "Thanks, Otto! Bye bye!"
"Hello! You must be Otto! My name is Celste and this is my friend, Kali. We're not looking for trouble either! Nope! Look! We are neither armed nor armored. In fact, we just want to have us a look see where they found those bodies if an you don't mind. We are members of a traveling merchant train and pulled into Dawnton just the other day and heard all about a hanging. Never one to miss an opportunity, we thought it would be great to look over the location of the crime to see if there is anything we can find, give to the sheriff, and then fabricate for the rubes back home! Nothing sells like murder! People go crazy over anything that has to do with demons and devils, and the general macabre. People down in Ustalav just love that stuff. Darker the better is what really sells. Now you wouldn't happen to be able to put us in the right direction now, would you? We won't be but more than a minute or three. I thank you kindly. Celeste smiles at Otto the whole time and begins to walk towards his fields. She hopes the thick layer of hogwash she spread will stun Otto into letting her and Kali walk out into the fields.
"Well Idris, we may need to talk to the Sheriff after all. Unless you managed to suss out that nugget of information. Or we could just ask somebody on the street. Let's do that!" "Excuse me, miss, I'm in town for the hanging and I would love to see the place where these evil Pathfinders committed their horrible crimes. It helps me get the blood flowing so I can enjoy it more when THEY HANG... I mean when justice is meted out."
"Um... but that would make me a merchant, Ehr'lynd, and I just am not a merchant in anyone's imagination. Besides, who died and put you in charge, hm? I am an independent woman and will make my own choices thank you very much." "I think Idris should make his own decisions. You know what? Idris! I think you and I should go visit the crime scene! Let the high and mighty elf play at commander-in-chief here while you and I get some real investigating work done. Let's go, Idris." Celeste grabs Idris by the arm and drags him out of the inn whether he wants to go or not. She mutters under her breath something about stupid elves and their damn rules.
"Um... wow! That (woman) is crazy! Like bug eyed bat guano crazy." Celeste shakes her head letting out a low whistle to punctuate her analysis. "I think she was scanning us for evil as well. She was giving me 'The Look' when I was trying to read her thoughts. Also, she is bound and determined to see our compatriots hang. For someone dedicated to a god of justice, she has very loose interpretations of the law; something is most definitely wrong with her."
Celeste's action: Regardless, Celeste casts Detect Thoughts using a spell slot to do so. Since Pathfinder does not use facing, I can be looking at Idris or Ehr'lynd to hide the small manifestation and project the cone to read Erika's thoughts. It takes me three rounds before I glean any useful info.
If we are inside, Celeste will move to the innkeep, and ask for a mug of tea if they have it. If Erika asks where I am going or what I am doing, my response will be that I need a cup of tea to offset the beer I drank adding it is not good for the body. Then I will cast the above spell.
"Rafeal! Let us adjourn to the local watering tent! I am positive a randy pirate like yourself can keep a girl like me safe?" Celeste's eyelids flutter at the human. No longer able to keep up the charade, Celeste breaks out in a fit of laughing. She takes Rafael's arm in hers and announces "this strong specimen of a man" will protect her as they make their way to the tent. "Rafael, my magic works a bit different than what you are used to seeing. I do not need to say funny words or make goofy gestures. All I need do is think and focus my emotions. You will see a small spiral appear on my forehead between my eyes when I cast my spell to detect thoughts. Please keep talking to me as if you are telling me one of your whales of a story. I will need to concentrate for roughly three minutes of uninterrupted time so be prepared to embellish the story. Think you can do that for me?"
"I will keep my wayfinder on my person, thank you. It gives me certain... benefits when I wear it. I think I will go to the beer gardens. I am positive my blue skin will cause a commotion and allow me to use detect thoughts and gather the most information possible. Since it is almost night time, and we do not plan to be out and about for long tonight, I can read others' thoughts for 18 minutes. That should be plenty of time to get a reading on the town, and what they all think of me."
"I do not think the two samsarans should be out by ourselves. While I believe we could handle anything put in front of us, it would be nice to have a bit of "muscle", as you call it, to extract us from precarious situations. My languages run toward the uncommon: planar languages in specific. But, as I mentioned I can detect thoughts several times a day if I wish to forgo casting spells. So, if you think someone is lying to us, well then I can help determine their veracity.Before they kill me that is." Celeste begins to laugh again, this time catching herself before she loses control. "I can only think my vast repertoire of knowledge is why I was selected for this mission. I am not very good at talking to people, nor getting them to open up to me. I know quite a bit about a lot of things, but people are not one of them. Sorry. If we are not welcome in Dawnton, I will play the fool or the person who appraises items, which ever the Princess requires of me."
Celeste's eyes narrow, her jaw firm, she leans forward a bit. "I am no demon. I am no denizen of the lower planes. I have nothing to hide. The people of Dawnton must face their prejudice and overcome it if they are to become enlightened. The world is a large, beautiful, and weird place. By becoming exposed to all that Golarion has to offer, these "simple farmers" will find their experience of life richer and more rewarding." "And then they'll kill me!" Celeste doubles over in laughter, emitting various squeals and chorltes as she attempts to compose herself and fails.
"Oh, my... two rogues? The Venture Captains must think this calls for subtlety. I must take pains to keep Idris out of trouble. He seems the bullish type. Also, a Mordant Spire elf! Tsukiyo has blessed my search for knowledge, truly! I must talk with this Emissary Hûraegon more on our travels. I am positive he will have much to tell me about his homeland. Maybe he will take me there one day? And his bow. Such a thing is not common place. I must take note and ask him to tell me more. I wonder who else is joining us?"
A tall blue skinned woman with blue-black hair rests on a pillow. When Kirin speaks, her eyes open to reveal white eyes. There is no discernible iris or pupil. She wears a simple robe of black silk with dark green trim. Her boots are elegant, yet practical. There is a slim dagger at her hip. "Greetings, Princess. My name Celeste. By my blue skin you have likely deduced I am a samsaran. It is true. I am. I call Tian Xia home, but have come to Absalom to join the Pathfinders to find ancient secrets, temples, and knowledge that was once lost. During my studies I was mentored by Venture Captain Taco, though that is not his real name. He recognized my potential, though I did not convert to the worship of Korada as he had hoped. Still, he believes I am capable of great things and I do not wish to disappoint him." "My own personal journey is one of self-perfection and reflection. Through meditation and control I hone my abilities of mind and body. That is from where my magic originates; magic that targets the mind. I can read thoughts and cause mental pain and anguish. I can move objects simply by thinking it. My force of will protects me from harm of both mind and body. She smiles with slight nod. "I look forward to our adventure together."
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