Female Elf Sorceress 6/Fighter 1/Eldritch Knight 6 [HP:12/12] [AC:20/T:11/F:17] [Perc.:+2] [F:+4/R:+1/W:+4] [CMB:+3, CMD:14] [SPeed:20, Init.:+1]
Sorry guys, end of the school year and Shimmy Mob happened at about the same time. I apologize for not keeping up. Btw, Zachary, I did not give you permission to speak for Vorel and I would very much appreciate you not trying to start s#&+ with other party members. Thanks! Reflex Save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
Female Elf Sorceress 6/Fighter 1/Eldritch Knight 6 [HP:12/12] [AC:20/T:11/F:17] [Perc.:+2] [F:+4/R:+1/W:+4] [CMB:+3, CMD:14] [SPeed:20, Init.:+1]
Evaleen breathes a sigh of relief; even though she is not partial to the aasimar, she does not like seeing one of the team fall like that. "Well done, Alric," she says as he walks past her, and begins to follow him out. Vorel looks intently at Iladora and whispers to her, "Alric just did you a great service. Do not waste this chance because next time, you might not be so lucky." She turns with a sniff and glides after Evaleen. On to the next room! With less scary traps, I hope.
Female Elf Sorceress 6/Fighter 1/Eldritch Knight 6 [HP:12/12] [AC:20/T:11/F:17] [Perc.:+2] [F:+4/R:+1/W:+4] [CMB:+3, CMD:14] [SPeed:20, Init.:+1]
Evaleen visibly stiffens and makes a noise through her nose, but says nothing. Vorel, on the other hand, begins to tremble. She clenches her fists into tight balls that seem to slightly shimmer. Evaleen puts a hand on her shoulder and pulls her to her side. She whispers to her hastily (in draconic), and Vorel slowly unclenches her fists. Vorel glowers at the dwarf. "I do not take kindly to your tone, child of the stone. If only you knew who you were addressing." Evaleen clears her throat and calmly addresses the newcomers, "Please forgive her; she does not take kindly to insults about her apparent age. I am Evaleen Daramid, and this is Vorel. Perhaps you have heard of us?"
Female Elf Sorceress 6/Fighter 1/Eldritch Knight 6 [HP:12/12] [AC:20/T:11/F:17] [Perc.:+2] [F:+4/R:+1/W:+4] [CMB:+3, CMD:14] [SPeed:20, Init.:+1]
Evaleen stands, gathering her things. As she walks behind Alric, she ruffles his hair and places a hand on his shoulder. "Come on, cleric, let's go grab some dinner and catch up." Vorel releases Alric from her hug and offers him her hand. "Yes! let's get some dinner! We have missed you so much, and there are so many stories to tell!" I think we are good here.
Female Elf Sorceress 6/Fighter 1/Eldritch Knight 6 [HP:12/12] [AC:20/T:11/F:17] [Perc.:+2] [F:+4/R:+1/W:+4] [CMB:+3, CMD:14] [SPeed:20, Init.:+1]
After sitting quietly, observing and listening, Evaleen looks to Alric and finally nods. "I'm in. There hasn't been anything terribly exciting happening recently. What do you think, Vorel?" The silver haired girl sitting daintily next to her grinned, stood up, walked over to where Alric was sitting, and hugged him around his neck. "Absolutely! We're getting the gang back together!" Her sharp eyes then darted over to Iladora; they narrowed as she looked her up and down, casting (detect evil) "Well, almost everyone."
Female Elf Sorceress 6/Fighter 1/Eldritch Knight 6 [HP:12/12] [AC:20/T:11/F:17] [Perc.:+2] [F:+4/R:+1/W:+4] [CMB:+3, CMD:14] [SPeed:20, Init.:+1]
Knowledge (arcana): 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19
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