The Deverin noble takes a slow breath out. "I'm ready."
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"The goblins are organized", Darius frowned. "We're going into a 'wasp nest'."
An arcane caster would bring in cool spells.
Darius is on the fence. Sure, he'd like the campaign to continue; but if it ended, this campaign would join the dozens of other failed campaigns Darius's Player has experienced. What do the others say?!!
"Any idea where the tracks lead", Darius asks, trying to figure it out himself.
Glad you are back, Tomo!
YES! That's great for players to hear!!
He puts his foot by the print. "Not as big as my foot maybe. But not goblin." "So possible someone with a thinner build. Maybe even a woman?" Darius postulates.
"Yes. Nualia was the only other aasimar in town. Her death was so tragic."
"Shall we investigate the tombs for any further corruption?" The paladin asked.
Damn. Sorry. I meant Lamashtu!
Darius bows his head. "Then I apologize for my outburst." "I am unsure if the events are related, but we discovered the goblin who attacked us were devotees of Urgathoa. Do you think Urgathoans have as history of desecrating graves?"
The paladin looks appalled by his aunt's behavior. "Mayor, we were on a mission to gather reagents for healing draughts for the community.
"You acts as if we are the Offical Heroes of Sandpoint. We are private citizens with our own lives." Darius ended crossing his arms.
Entering Larry is loud, Is it wrong, for romantic comedic effect, that Larry barges into Wyssal's room in a state of partial dress?!!
"I shall come with you, Tomo", Darius answers.
"Lawerence would be the best person to carry Miss Wyssal back to town", Darius states.
"You are most welcome, Tomo", the paladin said with a sincere grin.
"As a diehard follower of Cayden Cailean, I would imagine you would do well as a cleric", Darius offers.
"Great work, Dagny", Darius smiled at the cleric. The paladin quietly got up to give the caydenite room if he wants it.
Darius quickly kneels down next to the fallen halfling, looking up to Dagny. "I have a wand of cure light wounds!" The paladin scrambles through his pack to find it.
Sometimes The Dice Gods get Angry! I once lost an orc rogue/cleric due to combat on these forums.
Round 1 Darius steps forward to the closest goblin raider.
Thanks for the update!
The paladin stops abruptly, holding his hand up to his ear, then closing his fist.
Darius concentrates as he seeks to detect evil, checking the major directions (N, S, E ,W).
I feel that the myth that PbPs are slow paced is incorrect. It depends on the engagement of the players and DM that the pace is set. Darius is still here, ready to represent The Eternal Rose and Sandpoint!
Looking at the retreating Sterin with disgust, Darius said, "Let's be off. Simple, provincial halfwits have taken too much of our time already."
Thanks for the update.
"Thank you for the warning", Darius nods. "If we find him, we will end him."
"Several deaths, Mr. Sterin.", Darius states. "Families unable to cope with such losses. Everybody's hurting. And everyone praying The Unpleasantness doesn't return."
"Damn", Darius lamented. "It looks like the attack was far larger than we expected." The shelynite looks out mournfully over the fields.
Darius smiles to himself, asking a silent prayer to The Eternal Rose for Lawrence.
"Perhaps we can dance, or spar some time. Not now, obviously. After the regent-gathering." Darius smiled.
The aasimar pinches the bridge of his nose in embarrassment over Larry's antics.
Darius smirks, trying not to smile too wide. "I'm sure there is somewhere."
Darius blinks at Lawerence. "Goodness. I never realized elves could be so ..verbose."
Sense Motive: With that childish grin, Darius is clearly joking, hoping not to offend the elf arcanist.
"Makes sense", Darius agrees. "Among Shelynites, the focus on polearm proficiency is preferred. But I lack the right combination of Strength and Dexterity to be as effective as I should. So I use the lesser rapier as my perferred weapon."
"I have taken instruction from a few Shelynite clerics, but I haven't had much exposure thanks to Sandpoint's rural dance styles," Darius explains. "So I'm not in good practice."
The paladin grew anxious, so Darius drew his rapier and began to have mock battles with himself as he past the time.
Darius holds up his hand to the caydenite. "I am sure I will be fine. If the act of harvesting herbs does help, I am certain the walk will."
"My body is used to getting up early for prayer", Darius shared, holding his forehead for a moment. "Despite how hungover I might be."
Clarification, when I say over the next few days, I mean irl days, not in game days. Just saying that while I work on the next encounters continue to RP
Darius comes walking up. "My apologies, everyone. Shall we go?"
Clarification, when I say over the next few days, I mean irl days, not in game days. Just saying that while I work on the next encounters continue to RP
Something didn't feel right for the paladin. So Darius turned around and walked back to The Rusty Dragon and waiting for Dagny and Wissal to appear.
If none of the ladies need escort home, Darius leaves the establishment to make the walk up Deverin Hill.
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