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With one last reassuring nod to the stricken, Elora stands up and nods at Halor. She grips her shortspear, taking a moment to wrest it from the spirits that never seemed quite ready to give up anything she wanted to retrieve from where it was stored.
Elora smiles warmly. "Good, then. Perhaps we young ones should handle the exciting parts from now on."
"It's alright! Just don't panic. If we keep our wits about us, I'm sure we can figure something out." The young woman's face starts to turn red as the omni-present spirits about her person start mocking her attempts to calm the others while she herself feels the edge of terror. "I will see the dawn again," she says quietly to herself. "We all will, with Sarenrae's blessing." She moves to the more shaken members*, laying a hand on their shoulders and asking, "Are you alright? Is there anything I can do to help?"
"If nothing else, it would be good to become acquainted with the surroundings. I will follow where you lead."
"I do not know that I wish to find out what is wrong here," Elora remarks. "We would be best served by leaving... if we can even figure out how." As the fight breaks out behind her, Elora moves to step between the two. "This is no time for bickering!" she says, sternly but calmly, glaring at the hobgoblin and the paladin in turn. "Much less slaying one another. The important thing now is to find a way out. Halor, you seem ready and willing to lead the way. Hopefully, somewhere in this courthouse we can find a way out of this... mess..." she says, her gaze going blank as she recalls the pitch blackness outside.
Realizing the half-orc is moving ahead, Elora rushes up behind him. "We should try and stick together," she says in low tones, looking back to the rest of the group. "What happened here?" she asks, looking into the room. "It seems hard to believe this used to be a house of justice."
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Elora closes her eyes, focusing her mind on her own ghosts and the recital of a prayer to the Dawnflower. The reassurance calms her sufficiently and she pushes the clanging and the gruesome sights to the back of her mind. "Where are we? Why does the courthouse have that... that..." she says as she gestures towards the clock, "Or a mural of.. of that?" She realizes the query is pointless, but talking staves off the horror.
"Oh dear," Elora says, having followed everyone else to the window. She wrings her hands a bit before stepping in. "Come now! We've no need to panic or get violent! Everyone just calm down." Despite her words she continues to wring her hands and shake a little. "I... I've no idea, Halor." She finds herself wishing she'd paid more attention to matters of the Planes, because that was her first suspicion. "Be careful," she remarks timidly as he goes to open the door.
"I was Father Merrion's student. He has since passed on, so I was selected to take his place," Elora answers. In response to the suggestion to leave the room, she says, "I doubt the rest of this place is any safer, but we probably won't find our answers in here, either. Lead, and I will follow."
"I... I'm OK. Thanks," Elora says to the man. She rubs where the injury used to be and smiles. "Oh dear, are you alright, Mister, um Halor? One of us should tend to that wound," she says, addressing the half-orc and Iomedaen in turn.
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Elora yelps as she realizes what's happened, but her first instinct to sink into her chair proves to be the wrong one. With nowhere left to go, she jerks back up and turns her shoulder towards the oncoming missile and braces.
"I'm not aware of any such custom, and I've lived here all my life," Elora says in response. She feels tentatively along the back of her head, checking for any tale-tell bumps. "Well, then, I suppose we're all together in our ignorance." She follows Halor's lead, murmuring a few words slowly and deliberately over the hum of her attendant spirits.
"I'm Elora. Uh, Elora Marion." She wasn't used to needing her surname, but she seemed to be in rather high company. "I know," she says in response to Isaiah's explanation, "I'm standing in for Father Merrion. What confuses me is... I don't recall actually entering the courthouse." She blurts it out without realizing that maybe she was just disoriented. She blushes and scratches her head, diverting her gaze.
The young woman gasps, sitting bolt upright in her chair. The first thing that comes to mind are the words to a spell, but she restrains herself. The darkness was disturbing, but the familiar sounds of wayward spirits and angry ghosts had reached a crescendo. She had carried the burden all her life, and never had it been this noticeable. Their reaction to this place just magnified the unease she felt. Screwing up her courage, she looks to the other shadowy figures. Something within told her they were victims like herself and the woman. She attempts to whisper, though it comes out more of a desperate, high-pitched hiss, "What's going on? Who are you all?"
I haven't played the module. As for background, I'm thinking Elora is standing in for her mentor, Father* Merrion a priest of Sarenrae who has passed on since the trial. Since she's part of the clergy and was close to him, she's there for the remembrance. Currently divorced from my books so that's all I've got for now. (*not actually sure if 'father' would be the appropriate title/honorific/whatever)
(this is an alias of Zebulon's just fyi) I'm actually in the process of making a half-orc character for another game here and I was thinking the same thing. This is the one I settled on, though it leans rather heavily towards the 'human' end of the ancestry. I took notes of what page a couple were on (this has probably changed due to usage but eh). I think the one I used was on 31, there was one with a bandana and an earring on 33. I didn't note the rest because the art wasn't what I wanted, but most of them were on the very low end of the usage scale. Dunno if that helps, but can't hurt to share. Incidentally, there seems to be a lack of redheaded women (maybe I just wasn't looking closely enough), so this is what I settled on for my character for this game. |
