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With a heavy sigh Crystal looks at herself and then the party. Guys, this is a new change to my body, I feel like I need to do some training on my own before my abilities are back to were they need to be. I will be back with in the next few weeks after doing some training back out in the wilds. I do not plan on working with that hag of a woman I want us to kill her one day when we are all strong enough, that or reason with her. Good luck until we meet again. She says with a bow giving both Salazar and Moone a peck on the cheek, a awkward pat to the hulk of a man and another bow to Taldar dashing off before the males can react.

After the announcement Crystal circles the ring holding the sigh before walking out to try and win more bets for Bear. She then moves her body winking at a few of the men as she sways her hips doing a small sensual dance before continuing on through the crowd.

Profession: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16

Crystal also walks among the men in her outfit getting them to vote for Ybewyr. She also converses with the men showing off her girlish charm, her green widow blood making men seemingly entranced by her.

Bluff: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14
diplomacy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24

She looks over to Salazar waving him over and handing the cloak and bolts to him. These will help you kill the sad little man. she says in a hush whisper just to be safe.

spellcraft on one potion: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11
spellcraft on one potion: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (6) + 9 = 15
spellcraft on cloak: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23
spellcrafton bolts: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 29

One for each thing in the chest.

Crystal casts detect magic on everything that was in the chest.

She sighs softly before murmuring something before a blast of cold air hits the lock. She then attempts to open it again.

damage: 1d3 ⇒ 2

Its locked someone wanna open this either by busting this or something.

Crystal approaches the chest and attempts to open it to see what other instructions the raven has for them.

perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16

I can try but no promises. She chuckles at Salazar as he messes with his forked tongue. I bet the ladies must love you for that

Ringside Coaches? let me guess you want us to dress in skimpy cloths and hold up sighns and cheer and stuff to keep people interested. She replies tossing her tendrils of red hair over her shoulder. What about my magic? She asks quietly.

If you lose you are more stupid then I thought! She shouts to Ybewyr.

Aid: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

She shouts again after Salazar's bad comment I bet you sleep in girly clothing!

aid: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22

She sighs again before shouting to the man, If you lose to this man you are not the man you claim to be!

aid: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

Crystal Chuckles tapping her nail against her arm watching the two brutes of men fighting. This room stinks of sweat and the over use of testosterone. She mutters softly.

Must you threaten him for no reason sir. That is how he is. If you threaten my ally, you threaten me as well. Crystal says with a grin her long claw like fingernails clicking together.

intimidate: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28

Ybewyr diplomacy? as if!

Crystal looks to the leader of the troop with a smile before casting prestidigitation on Salvator's shirt causing it to change from its original color to a bright pink that shimmered with sequences before dismissing it and changing it back. Dear Sir why not let myself and my good friend into here both of us can dazzle a man with our magical aptitude and our beauty.

diplomacy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Crystal steps out of the wagon and presents her passport to the man with a small smile.

We should be there in a matter of minutes.

Crystal chuckles softly before she starts to mess with a piece of cloth changing it color.

Very true, however our brute can take them down easily, he seems strong enough. That and with magic and Stealth should he rejoin us we can take on a large group with ease.

Simple we kill them in their area were they train silently then leave the bodies no one will suspect

Good luck getting in the Passports are in the wagon! She shouts off to him before sitting down in the back of the wagon obviously deep in thought.

Was not looking to validate my argument good sir, only to make a point to watch what you say to a spell caster that could easily burn you with a look or even a simple pat on the back. She snickers softly. I do not fear death for it comes to all. If it comes sooner let it be however the likelyhood of someone putting a hit on my head are low.

perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12

She is taken aback for a second before thinking about a reply. "I speak of the love that one feels for another, the one time I thought it was love it was nothing more the deceit. He suffered a fate worse than death. The love for ones job and self is much different then the love for another human being. I do what I must to live and care for myself and nothing more." Her hand glows for a second before she aims it at Salazar. A ray of frost hits him in the chest giving him minor chills. "Be careful what you say to me. It could have been much worse if I wanted to.
to hit: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16
damage: 1d3 ⇒ 1

there are pleanty of things that can make one loose focus..including romance...real love is disgusting." she says under her breath. "Do you think we will be at the ground were the performers are supposed to be soon?"

Upon waking in the morning from a well nights rest, Crystal reaches into her bag pulling out a folded dress before stepping behind the wagon to change into something more fancy for the evening that is to come. She comes back into the wagon in a simple yet elegant dress She smiles a little to herself as this was something that she would wear while courting men. This is sure to catch a man or two She thinks as she hopes to get as close as possible to the target although she is much to young for his taste.

"It seems this person named the Raven wants us to assassinate this person son for some reason or another. That is all that I can gather, we are to be the performers to get inside of the party. Being discreet is a must, using poison in a drink or something else then having someone shoot the dead body."

Crystal chuckles a little as she juggles several ball of light around in her hand watching them. "Perhaps I should cook next time?" as the smell of burnt food drifts to her.

She chuckles at the disproportional disguise, before speaking. "Why not use the big scary muscular man instead...I think the proportions would be more correct." gesturing to the Barbarian. His fits it better...he might need to shave a little though.

She sighs , "Very true...I supposed." Although he looks kinda like a pretty boy to me when not like that. She thinks to herself as she mutters something to herself as she casts a spell, Prestidigitation, her eyes changing from one yellow and one blue to both a robin egg blue. "anything else that should be done before we head off? I can aid in the entertainment as well with my magic." She asks to the party.

"One question Taldra how are we gonna sneak Mr. Tall and Slender in?" She asks as she gestures to Moone as he is now combined with his summon.

Crystal looks at the picture with a small smirk before speaking, "Sounds easy enough." She then tries to find out what type of magic it is.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

Crystal does as well as she looks at the ring the closest... "No one leaves just a gold ring." She murmurs.

After Taldra leaves the wagon she enters searching through the dresses that Taldra owns finding one that fits her liking. She finds a dress pulling it over her leather armor. She fixes looks in the mirror in the room fixing her hair making to look most tussled and seductive. She then steps back out leaning on the door. "Think this will get us into the Golden Rule?"

"I say what I want to get what I want. Does not mean I will follow throught with what I say."

She glares at Ybewyr before speaking, "You seem to think that my profession is all that I think about...you would be surprised how little I actually work since I was paid well for the few times it happened."

She watches the new commer carefully, a she just does not trust him. Leering at girls through the window, and just everything made me suspicious. " And how can we help you.?" She asks softly as she trails her hand across her mace.

A tingling feeling seems to come over her from the window of the Fleeting Quail. "Geez I hate that feeling...some creeper is watching us through the window. Maybe we should approach him once we enter the bar." Crystal says between gritted teeth as she ignores the comment made by the brute.

It is the parenthasis around the five [ dice=Stealth] 1d20+5 [/ dice] without the spaces is what is should be. Takes some time to get the stuff down.

1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20

We have to go inside the Fleeting Quail our stuff is in there remember?" She inquiers as she leans against the wagon.

perception to see if a man is leering for one reason or another at her: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 13

"Not in the Grey Kingdom you will be surprised at the number of travelers that pass through there. Also stop complaining like a woman grow a set and deal with it." She snickers finishing her sentence as she walks close to Salazar and Taldra.

Perception to see if anyone else is following us: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15

I was looking for a dress like this if Taldra has one
This dress

Also I want this dress IRL D:

Crystal Raises her eyebrow when Taldra says my love. "Well then since you already have cloths guess no need to spend money...hopefully they fit me, and the style I have in mind for fine clothing." She replies as she gestures to her slim figure with a voluptuous top side and bottom side to match nicely to her proportions.

She looks over to Salazar, "The finest cloths you say, I happen to have connections with a local seamstress...lets just say he and I have had a fling or two in the past. Maybe I could get the cloths discounted."

"That's it." In draconic she then says, "Thank you very much...I suppose good dragon or should I say Kin." Before bowing.