Evia draws out her rapier and holds it high into the air.
"Now this tiny dragon,
We're here to halt its plot.
Blade, spell, dagger,
Send it to the ground
To rot, rot, rot!"
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Evia thinks, staring at the creature. Are we truly doing this? Is this the life I want? She moves to the side with Scarlet, trying to mimic his stealthy techniques, but failing spectacularly.
Hey everyone. So I’ve been trying to get this post in for a couple days now. I took a step back this weekend and think I’ve come to the conclusion that I need to pare down the number of games I’m in. For the first time, I think I’m becoming burned out, and I really don’t want to hold things up for everyone, or hang around and post uninspired posts for awhile before just disappearing. This game seems to update at a pretty good clip, and I simply won't be able to keep up I think. So I think the best path forward is for me to bow out of this one. I really enjoyed my time here, and I’m very sorry to have to do this. You are all excellent players in my book. If someone wants to bot Evia until you rest, that's all right by me.
Evia looks down at the wand in her hand. "I think so. It seems to still be working."
"Sounds like a plan!" Evia says. She brandishes the wand again and if the water doesn't heal him, she taps him on the shoulder a couple times.
"Now that that's done, what's next. Do we want to rest?"
Evia taps Brunner on the shoulder again with the wand. "We can do it everyone! My voice is starting to get hoarse though!"
Evia touches Brunner with the wand again. "Don't think so mud face!"
Evia runs up behind Brunner and draws out her wand while she sings. "A little more to make you feel better again!"
"Let us end them quickly!" Evia begins her song and draws out her rapier. "Through twisting halls
How interesting! Never thought we would be aided by goblins here of all places!" Evia skips along behind the others.
Evia says, "Does anyone else need healing?"
Evia continues her song of bravery to bolster her companions. She then draws out her rapier, intending to help set a flank. "Take heart my fellows
Evia says, "Interesting! Who knew we'd find such treasures in a place like this? So I suppose we'll set up our watch and head to sleep then." When they start to bed down, Evia hums a city lullaby as she lay down. "Night again,
Candlelights wash the walls
Evia agrees. "Sounds like a good idea to me. My voice is getting a little hoarse from all of the singing anyway!" She eyes the door as well and draws out her shortbow, but is obviously distracted, massaging her neck and flexing her jaw.
Evia moves up to Scarlet and taps her wand to the young man's shoulders. She keeps up her song and leans down with a wink and says, "You'll do better next time. I know it!"
When everyone snaps into action, Evia starts to fill the halls again with another piece of her song. "Where do we go from here?
Evia follows the others as they check the door and she heads into the room with Scarlet and behind Brunner.
"Maybe the rest of his cronies are out to lunch?"
Evia continues to sing high in the tight confines of the room. She fires a shot into the melee, not expecting it to hit.
Evia continues her song, then drops her rapier and draws out her shortbow. She fires a shot at the creature, trying to thread the arrow in between the furious melee.
Evia begins to sing again, her voice filling the caverns, mixing with the howling to produce an odd chorus. "Now in the mine!
Evia stops her poem and then bolts for the cave entrance being so far behind.
Evia launches into her song at the continuance of combat as the arrows rain down around the group. "This town, this collection of people in the rain
Our swords sharp, our coinpurses light
Every one."
Evia moves up next to Brunner and draws the wand she was given. "Hang on there, champ. We'll get you back in the fight."
Evia stays to the shadows in the brush, attempting to locate the others in the clearing and if anything might attack them.
Indeed, I've seen it done both ways and I'm fine with other. Alternatively, we could put an OOC tag for the location we're at at the moment to denote who is where and when.
Evia tries to think back at what the farmer said, but can't quite remember what he said.
"Hmm," Evia says, "I don't remember what he said. Dalron, do you want to take a stab at tracking the goblins?"
Evia listened to Lanliss's words. She'd never talked with an elf before, at least not as long as this discussion. Normally it was enough time for them to scoff and be on their way. But Lanliss seemed genuinely different. She nodded at the man's devout love of the road. In that she felt they shared something in common. She said, the idea coming to her, "I've always loved the road as well. Perhaps you can teach me a few prayers to guide travelers on their way and I can record them in my books!"
Evia asks Sten, "Would you have a map of the area, one to aid in finding our way through the surrounding environs?"
She then turns to the others. "Otherwise I think I am ready to go face this threat."
Evia smells the fresh air. What a town! We surely can't let it fall to hordes of goblins. She follows behind Lanliss with a smile on her face. She says to the farm boy, "Well perhaps when we're done here, you'll feel it safe enough that your children might play there one day. We hope to have these forests so clear of danger you could let them very well play anywhere. But that may take some time. There is still a whole lot of danger out there for us to deal with." As she's walking back to meet up with the others she asks Lanliss, never one to pass up the chance to let her feelings be known, or inquire on the feelings of others, she says, "What do you think of half-elves, Lanliss? I know many elves that look down on my kind. Well, I suppose what I'm asking is, are you one of them?"
Fine by me. Evia doesn't have anything that she needs to buy really, but exploring these areas before we head out seems like a good idea.
"Hello there!" Evia says, feeling better than she's had in a long time. "This is amazing. Normally city food is so much more bland compared to homecooked goodness like this." She stuffs herself full, not knowing when the next time she'll have a good meal like this again, and then belts on her rapier, adjusts her armor, and keeps the wand she was given wedged tightly in her belt and looks at the others expectantly. "Where to first?"
Evia watches the two exchanges with interest, index finger tapping her chin as she thinks. She says to Mallie, "Well I assume my companions here are getting the captive goblin there to tell us where the lair is. Failing that, we have a very capable tracker in our ranks that could determine where they are striking from. Finding the goblins' lair I don't think will be the difficult part, confronting their leader, well, I think that is where the challenge lay." Unconsciously, her fingers play across the handle of her rapier. "I think we're agreed to the sum, unless there are any objections from the others. I am fine with our payment."
Evia also knows only common and elven.
Evia dances to the beat with Dissy and they twirl about the small area as she goes over the steps to the dance in her mind. What fun already! When the song ends and her dance revelry passes, she looks around to see the others still gone. She says, "Thank you for the dance. You are a quick a learner!" She then slips into the room while the others are discussing things with Mallie and stands near the back of the room, quietly listening.
Evia enters the tavern and pulls back her hood and shakes the rain from her boots. "Ah, 'The Cat and the Sparrows'! I love that song!" She goes over to where the two are playing and claps along to the beat, then begins to tap her boots. She extends a hand to the others, an impulsive smile crossing her face. "Let's dance, anyone? I can teach you the moves!"
What an exceptionally quaint town! Evia thinks. She remembers the city streets of her upbringing, building stacked atop building, crowding over one another. But here the buildings are further apart. No signs of crowds. No pickpockets. She remembers the little web she'd created in the city, little childhood gangs, friends, acquaintances, enemies. None of that here. "Yes," she says to Sten, "Thank you for the ride and good luck to you sir." She hops out of the cart and looks around. "I agree. Let's go discuss with our employer about this job of ours, yeah?"
Evia blinks, lost in the revery of her music, and then the combat is over. She makes her way over to the others and looks down at the goblin and straps her bow back around her shoulders. "Well done, everyone! Yes, I agree, though I think consigning him to the town guard is a death sentence in and of itself." She waits until the goblin is tied up and loaded into the carriage and then will climb in as well.
Hi everyone, back from vacation! I will get started reading what's transpired so far to make sure I didn't miss anything and will post something in the morning.
Yes that's fine with me.
I will be heading out on a short weekend vacation tonight and tomorrow. I will catch up on all posts when I get back on Sunday. If anyone needs to bot me, please do so.
Evia continues to sing, inspiring her comrades. She pulls out her bow, nocks an arrow, and fires it at the goblin leader. "Breathe, breathe, breathe
Evia's eyes go wide as the goblins appear on the ridge. "To arms!" She begins to resume her story while moving forward: "Here we are then, new friends and old!
Evia wraps her cloak more about her more. "Yes, I think getting out of this rain would be beneficial. My hair can't be more soaked than it already is!" She helps load the remaining goods in the cart and prepares to hop in to leave.
Standing in the rain Evia says, "Yes, let's help these people with the cart! Ready everyone. Heave Ho!" She grips the cart at the body and attempts to lift it with the others.
Evia runs up to see the goblins dispatched and the others going about their business. She ends her tale, noting the tone and pitch of her voice, and the substance of the story thus far to write down in her notebook later. She says to the people that were attacked. "Hail to you, fellow travelers! We are on our way to Barrow's Edge. Could that be where you're headed?"
Fine by me!
Evia moves up with her fellows, brandishing her rapier, and begins her tale. "Their demonic opponent's fire sent curling shadows against the cave walls
This story starts on a rain-soaked road
Nope, that's about it. Either the race or class line should work.
Evia glances back at the wizard. "Exactly. Heroes run toward trouble, not away from it. This may be someone from the town we are to protect. Come on!" She will sneak up as best she can to the site she heard the scream, surveying the area.
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