All I can say is YAAAASSS.
My darling dwarves are getting some much needed attention that I am already charmed by this little tidbit.
I cannot wait!!
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Hmm. Interesting concept.
Dwarven oracle of stone/earth kineticist.Eldeth Terah Deepheavy,dwarf maiden,farmer,dog breeder,amateur gunslinger, misadventuress.
New to me
Wow this looks awesome
Hmm. A pack of worgs attack a section of a dwarven farmstead in the end of a winter night. Snow falls. The sun is rising to change darkness to low light. The sound of the howling worgs and the baying and barking of dwarven warhounds,dwarven warcries as axes and hammers strike in melee while dragon pistols and muskets thunder. The warhounds are specially bred to fight goblinoids,such as goblins and orcs and go after the worgs. The worgs have a hatred for the dwarves and focus on them. Led by a berserker old she worg angered by the death of her mate and one of her adult sons by the dwarves during an earlier raid on a dwarven patrol guarding the borders of the farmstead,she followed them home to exact revenge. She also has a death dog/worg hybrid among her small attack pack.
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Hmm?What's this about?
Ooh. Friggin interest. Wanna be a dwarf.She's A modern day farmer along with her father working as a night shift manager and keeps odd hours that unfortunately makes her aware things go bump at night and tries to power through it.Encountering the odd folks in the wee hours of the night and dealing with the suspiciously not human people who stop for fast food takes some grit.
Ooh. Interest.
Aww. Still here? Sounds like suburban until dawn/life is strange.
Oi,what have we here?
Oi,room fo' a dwarfmaid?!
...We already decided on how we'd proceed.Next,we go to th' tower,drop our Riftwarden off and assist with whatever troubles there,go to the strongjold... the dwarf maid rolled a wrist,exasperated at outlining the course they all agreed upon hours earlier. ...So damned fickle...
im on a friggin role.Heh.Geddit? No,seriously,my dwarven diplomacy is retarded. i'm so happy!
The dwarfmaid hefted the looted ranseur and gave it an experimental thrust and slash through the air near their halforc captive,humming in approval. Hmm.Good heft.Balanced. Not exactly well maintained.Needs to be honed.she muttered. To the tight-lipped halforc,she prodded him roughly in the crotch with a marble-toed boot.Oi.House-crasher.Exactly who're you in all this?
....Dearie,I'm so sorry about your home. Judging by the orc's words,I do beleieve he had been lying in wait specifically for your wife for some grudge and had been hoping to use you as bait to lure her into his clutches.Thus,I do beleive she is quite alright for the meantime. Shes probably just worried sick about you being M.I.A. in this entire disaster,is all. the dwarf maid went over to the despondant woman and rubbed her back soothingly as she spoke reassuringly. Diplomacy
The dwarf maid approached,blowing steam off her gloved hand and buffing her nails against her corset in a show of casual nonchalance.She felt her vocal cords unstick and cleared her throat. ...Anevia,y'know this home invader? Seems lije he's got quite th' grudge against yer wife. She let the sledge-end of her maulax drop to the floorboards inches from the subdued halforc's tusked face with a thump,adjustibg her grip to lean on it and make it clear she'd remove his head like it was the ball in a game of croquet....Now,how about you state your buisness here.Intruding into other people's homes is liable to get you killed,y'know. Diplomacy,dwarven style
Initiative Alarmed by the commotion that accompanied combat,the dwarf maid rushed forward in a waddle similar to a duck charging with her maulax brandished. Her throat tightenedbas her curse gripped her,her husky contralto becoming an echoing gravelly baritone that sounded like stones cracking together.
Catching sight of the towering half-orc wielding a rather nasty polearm that gave him plenty of reach,the dwarf maid thrust out her free hand and made a gesture like she was punching in the red-robed hostile's direction.
ranged touch spell
A golden yellow ray of scintillating light like molten gold shot from her fist and punched into the red-robed half-orc with a sound similar to a meaty thump.It left a steaming indent in the center of his barrel chest.
Perception
...Mah idea it is,then.Let's hurry along before we get sidetracked further. the dwarf maid drawled, turning away from the group and scanning their ramshackled surroundings with piercing eyes.
Diplomacy The dwarf maid pursed her pouting lips thoughtfully before clearing her throat and addressing the entire group as a whole in her distinctive contralto of a voice. ...We've all got different priorities driving us. We may as well take care of several tasks at once while we can afford it. I would suggest we go for Anevia's home so she can reunite with her wife and put both their minds at ease--and I'm sure Anevia's spouse can safeguard her well enough with her wounds. Then we should go to Aravashnial's towers,rest there and gather as much information upon our situation as possible, then we press on to return Horgus to his home before we get on with any other pressing matters.
The dwarf maid eyed their surroundings warily as she pressed onward with her companions,her brow furrowed in deep thought upon the events transpiring above as they did below in this part of the world known as the Worldwound. Perception Never once did i fathom I'd be embroiled in something so...daunting so early in my adventuring career,however accidental. Is this the path the dwarven pantheon is setting me towards...? Her thoughts wrapped around her like a heavy cloak,the dwarf maid kept a guiding hand upon the blind elf as he nattered about something pertaining to assessments he had made while the other kept a firm grip upon the maulaxe slung over her shoulder. ****** When she managed to maneuver her way to the head of the group,she took in the sight before her with grim realization. She tightened a fist around the haft of her maulaxe reflexively. ...May Torag gird us and those who yet remain. Seeing how shaken usually dauntless Caelus had become upon seeing the sorry state of his home,the dwarf maid clapped a soothing hand upon his side and peered up at him.Though her face read stotic as tone,her eyes spoke volumes of her state of mind. Aye. We've survived this far together so far. We'll just do better as we press on. And forbid anyone or anything that attempts to get in our way! Diplomacy to be comforting
hey guys...sorry i've been awol.
At the allowance of the others,the dwarf maid began the painstaking search for anything of note for the merchant.
My,My...What work we've ahead of us,eh?
The dwarf maid came up short and frowned,mohawk bristling on end as she took in the grisly scene.Her hand tightened on the hilt of her maulaxe. What could have done such a thing..?
Oh,dear.Now what?the dwarf maid flipped her hair,rolling her eyes as she stalked forward to see what all the ruckus was about. Perception
The dwarf made cast a disdainful look at the loud-mouthes merchant for his outburst,then went to the blinded elf's side to help guide him along by taking his hand in hers. Not one of my grandest excursions...she thought to herself in chargin. She would have had the grace to be embarrassed at the befuddling magicks making her act like a fool if she alone were the only one affected so. Fortunately, she realized none of the others had noticed.
E-Terah's coral hued tresses shivered and stood on end.
Though the DM was on vay cay
Will Save
The dwarfmaid noticed that something about the current goings-on was particularly off--especially the casual way the unfamiliar but non-threatening half-ork greeted her and then falling over himself in a way that would have been comical if it wasn't so absurd considering they were in the midst of combat. Will Save!!
Will save The dwarfmaid cried out as she jerked as though stung,feeling the bite of blades upon her flesh. Dmg
The dwarfmaid gave herself a shake,inhaled deeply from her ,and puffed out her cheeks.White smoke vented from her nostrils.
Intimidate
The dwarf maid spat a stream of orange and blue streaked flames in a brilliant cone directed at the mongrelmen.
So me and Mel,then? Can I use Firebelly?
Hmm. just got myself Inner Sea deities. Torag has a spell for dwarves called Firebelly. Which means i get a 15ft cone of fire.
Oh dear. My condolences to you and yours.
Adding skill ranks to:
Added orison Spark to light things on fire
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