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Emilia smiles suddenly and stands up quickly, face alight. "Ok!"
A profound sense of loss crosses over Emilia's features and her voice speaks quietly and dejected, as if a child who feels they've been deprived of some great wonder due to bad behavior. No...
Emilia's brow furrows and creases her perfect skin. After a moment has passed, she opens her eyes and looks at the gnome with a bewildered expression on her face. "What?"
This could be a long hour if we don't gloss over the time period, though I'm happy to role play it out if folks would rather do so. I'm fine either way!
Em's face scrunches up with annoyance at the interuption, and she opens her eyes briefly to glare at the offending elf before shaking her head and closing her eyes again.
Emilia just sits there, a wide smile on her ever-perfect face. After all, ignorance is bliss.
Emilia seems peaceful and content in her continued meditation. It's easy to wonder if having less of a mind is easy to quiet.
Emilia smiles up at the elves, but doesn't move when they encourage her. Instead, she shakes her head and closes her eyes again. "Listen." The tiefling says happily. Her expression is peaceful and serene, and to those with perceptive eyes, she seems enthralled by the sound of her own heart beat.
Em's eyebrow's seem to have affixed themselves in a perpetually angry expression on her face. "I think... staff... bad... She seems to struggle for words. She puts her hands to her head, and her face seems to hold an expression of frustration and pain, before she is distracted by a sound made by one of the dragon kin creatures. She looks over and stands, but catches her hand on her belt. Suddenly, Emilia is no longer of a masculine figure, and her clothes become brilliant and exquisite, as if she was dressed for royalty. Her once again feminine features are well featured indeed! She looks down at her body with a blank expression, then rises gracefully to her feet. The tiefling extends her arms outward and brings them slowly forward, and then brings them closely to her, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes.
Excellent! My computer's screen was broken when it made the trip from New York to Arizona with me, so I'll be posting from my new phone that I don't know how to use very well, but I will be posting!
Hey! Anyone alive out there?
Emilia laughs and wipes her eyes. She winks at Sha'llae when she's able to get a hold of her self. "I'll have to keep that in mind. I just thought that Casfi..." The tiefling smiles, and turns to Leaf. "I hope I didn't surprise you, little one! The temple where I was educated in my faith shared more than kisses freely among another as a way to communicate and revel in each others company. You should give it a try. The tiefling beams at the gnome and admires the staff for a moment, before glancing down concernedly at the belt she still wears. She gingerly takes the staff from the gnome, wincing as her fingers brush against it.
Emilia strides after the gnome, finding the others in the cave. "Leaf, you mustn't run off like that before I've at least had the opportunity to attempt to put you in a better mood!" The tiefling strides to the gnome at Sha'llae's feet, leans down to her, and kisses her full on the lips with a great deal of Calistrian passion.
Elvish:
After all... We're you're friends, little Leaf. Emilia draws the gnome into another embrace, tears glistening in her eyes.
Emilia sighs again and visibly relaxes. "I am glad you are safe. There was a strange magic that wracked my companions-in-arms and I. There may still be other threats in the area, and a mess to be cleaned up. Please stay safe, and I will return to you soon!" The tiefling smiles broadly and hugs Lily before kissing her softly on the lips before heading off after her gnomish friend. After finding the diminutive creature, the tiefling drops to a knee and strokes Leaf's hair.
Elvish: It is alright, little Leaf. Why do you weep so? All is well, and your companion is safe and well kept in good hands now. Please do not berate yourself for the sake of a foolish human.
The tiefling sighs in relief. "Are you alright?"
Emilia strides quickly towards one of the wagons, her eyes darting back and forth, filled with concern. "Is everyone alright? Jholia, where are you?"
The tiefling chides softly. "Do not be a fool, young one. The barrier's between you and myself are of your own creation, and not of mine. As long as you keep them, in your ignorance, or perhaps arrogance, will only cause you suffering and prevent you from finding any form of love."diplomacy check: Em strides away, but her gaze lingers on the young woman, full of pity.
Emilia runs off to the injured gnome, and weaves her hands together, her voice speaking low. "May Calistria's soft caress bring you peace and ecstasy in life"
Emilia strikes the creature again with stunning force, aiming to knock the creature unconscious instead of killing it.
Emilia will take a deep breath and close with the alpha female, and understanding the creatures plight more, makes he strikes non-lethal.
Will then reflex:
Sense motive for Snake Style to dodge first attack:
"Maybe you're right." The tiefling wipes the last remnants of her tears away. She scowls. "But he's still a fool if that's his idea of a good time."
Emilia sobs and sniffles a bit, before taking a deep breath. "When I was young, I had someone... a friend... who died, trying to save me. It was pointless, and cruel, and stupid! And it happened again, with several people. They... were like a family to me. And, I- I- just... watched them suffer... for no reason..." Her voice drops to a whisper and she chokes out the last words before burying her face in her hands.
Emilia tries to gather herself enough to be able to speak, but fails as she see's her friends face. She throws herself around the gnome and begins to weep all over the creature, not even trying speak coherently.
Emilia laughs. It is a broken and emotionally crippled sound, as someone who is being pushed over their edge and finds irony in it. She doubles over, and then growls. She starts speaking in Infernal, offering prayers to her goddess and seeking guidance.
Will Save:
Emilia bends over the elf while her eyebrow seems to do it's best to scale her head. "Do you get some pleasure out your "heroics" Casfi? Shock and awe, I think they call it?" The tiefling is genuinely bemused by the elf's antics.
"Well that was an interesting encounter." The tiefling looks disapprovingly at the several holes in her clothes, revealing more of the masculine body. "I don't enjoy battles with swarms of anything, if there must be a battle at all." She shakes her head and raises an eyebrow at the moaning elf and concerned companions. She considers if she'd be willing to put her life on the line for the people she's met so far. Perhaps so, but certainly not so idiotically.
Emilia will flee with the rest, and grab any fallen if she can before doing so, as with the healing magic, she isn't very injured.
Initiative:
Emilia adopts a defensive posture and weaves in a snake like motion. She'll keep her distance if they close on her.
"Anyone know if these things are dangerous?"She calls out.
She smiles, and takes that too.
"Very well then." The tiefling winks at the man searches to gather the supplies she was looking for, before promptly walking out the door.
Em strides into the shop after failing to find much of she was looking for. "Ho, friend! I'm looking for a crate of batchlor's snuff and some belladonna root, and some other alchemical, ah, items. You know, got to get a little something for the ladies." She winks, and reads deeply into the man.
Emilia will do her best to search for Belladona and other herbs and ingredients for the tools of her trade and contraceptions then. She'll also keep a careful eye on Gyles as best she can. She is entirely amiable with Cily and makes it very clear that he has no intent of sexual intimacy with those who do not choose it. She also makes it clear that she has much more to offer than simply carnal intimacy, and is quite a sound companion for those who are interested. She would have no qualms sharing a tent with the half-orc as long as it didn't step on any toes. After all, it's the least she can do to trade services with one who cooks so well.
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