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Hey, pardon the intrusion. I'm the on who ran the original recruitment (which became table 1), and I just wanted to say how glad I am that your table is going strong. Our game has developed very differently than yours but, surprisingly, we're at about the same place in the AP right now. Well, happy gaming!Well, we are an amalgamation of tables 2 and 3, but I know I'm having a blast in this game. Thanks for kicking the idea up and letting us run with it!
"Sure thing. I already helped out a bit last night at the Dragon's before I left there, but i'm sure Ameiko won't mind any extra help. I'll start scanning the neighborhood of the inn on my own at first while you help out, see if there's any vacancies or people looking to share a room." As she turns heels to leave the sheriff's office, she couldn't help overhearing Zanthus's comment to Ro. "Well, good Father, don't blame Rojava, i bumped into her life a few days ago, and invading her quarters at the cathedral felt a bit improper. We'll find better accomodations together and share the costs. Have no worries, i'm sure you will still see her just as often." she says with a smile and a bow as she backtracked her way out of the room, and set out on the journey to travel the town to find a room! For DMD, not really spoiler, the rest of you can snoop, I guess >_>:
Erh Mah Gerd:
Sheesh, i straight up forgot to keep up looking back at this for a while, my character was sitting at the tavern with a thumb up her butt for rolling a beautiful 1 on trying to understand what was going on, and i didn't see any dmd updates for like a week after that, i unconsciously stopped checking back, woops. Thanks to Rick for reining me back in. Anyhow, let's plug some holes in this story.
Fran had been taking the time to lean back, relax and take a nibble of food here and there, enjoying the music, the festive atmosphere and the rumor mill from the townsfolk. She wasn't much for paying attention to hearsays, but it did prove to be a fun distraction. When the crowd started clearing out, she stuck around a bit longer to help put the food leftovers away in the kitchen, and help Ameiko cleaning up a few tables and picking up empty bottles scattered about. It wasn't a whole lot, but she liked to contribute where she could. She hadn't paid for any of this food, so working for it was good for her soul. After a while, she excused herself, and headed to the cathedral to meet up with Ro, to earn herself a well deserved rest.
While not having technically been there to help defend the city, and her sister receiving the summons, she tagged along. If it had to do with the city's defense, it'd probably be best she'd be clued in after all. She tags along with the group, hears the little briefing, and afterwards, turns to Ro... "Well.. If we're to make ourselves as visible and present in the city as possible. Guess it's about as good time as any to shop for that new home we've been talking about, don't you think? You can also introduce me to that Vollocker person I think you called him? Wonder when he's expecting you to work at his place."
~This boar really is well cooked, yumm~ she thinks to herself, returning to the meal before her. She quite seriously believed the ruccus to be over, and frankly, she didn't quite care for the man. Founder and elder he might be, but with such an attitude, she didn't feel she owed him any curtsies or extra respect than what was already shown. She wasn't going to let it bother her. Not enough to spoil this meal anyway. The table starting to clear out as windsight, ro, kharmid, Drasven, and gwydd all got up and moved off, She scoots off her previous spot to have her back reclined against the wall while eating to get a better viewing angle over the fireplace and listen in to Gwydd's melodies.
Fran's eyes narrow. She lifts her spoon, and savors another delicious piece of that mushroom mix, all while her eyes don't leave this abject person right before her. She finishes chewing and swallowing her spoonful, to then point said spoon at Ameiko's father, and turning her head towards Ameiko. "Well, this is your establishment, I believe. Do you wish this man removed?"
As steam keeps gushing out of the kitchen even as the first boar is set out and presented for the line of eaters, out comes Fran, wearing an apron, and holding a large pot that she lays on a table besides the cooked boar. She then heads back in, and comes back out with another, smaller pot, leaving it right besides. "Ladies and gents, to accompany today's bounty, we offer you graceful portions of freshly picked and cooked barley & mushroom casserole, along with a fruity sauce to add some extra taste to that luscious boar. Picked directly from the Tickwoods, for all!" She wipes her forehead after working for a few hours in the Dragon's kitchens, and she took off her apron. She was tired, but felt good at getting to cook things herself for a change. She grabbed two bowls, filled them with the casserole & sauce, and brought them to the group's table that had already had their boar and sat down, joining them. "Oh, about time to devour all this. Let me know what you think. And Karmid, please, try to enjoy it without dried mud this time? I worked hard on all this."
Fran will stop by Ro's room at the cathedral where she had left her belongings (Until the sisters can start looking for a different habitation), to remove her armor, getting ready for the celebration, prefering to be a bit lighter on her feet for once. It's a bit hard to keep balanced when drunk and wearing 50 pounds of armor. She then heads back to the rusty dragon to join the festivities, keeping only a dagger at her belt, just in case. At arriving at the dragon, she offers her help in the kitchen, having had a few ideas of what to do with all that foraging on the way back.
Fran arrives along with the rest to the clearing with the horses, and notices the mess of squashed large ticks... Then sees her sister half-covered by insect juice, bursting laughing right as it was getting removed by magic. "Well, I don't know what you guys were up to while we were away, but Ro, you looked positively ravishing there. I hope you didn't get any of that on the food we brought back" She snickers a little under her breath while hauling the other two packs full of berries and herbs, and strapping them to the back of the horses, securing it tightly so nothing spills mid-travel.
Tisk tisk, that's conversation between Gwydd and me. I'm totally allowed to use whatever words I want, especially when you're not -supposed- to be around to disagree with them :P
She chuckles a bit for herself, and after taking a bit of a breather from all this foraging, her back was starting to remind her of how long they have been at it. She picks up her things, and gets back on her two feet. "Eh, it's all good. Just so long as we're on the same page that whatever happens, it ain't going to be because my annoying sister pushed me into it." She takes a few steps closer to gwyn, and grabs the bag he had been piling all these berries into, then taps his shoulder with the other hand. "Cmon, we have plenty of these to prepare a royal meal. Let's save some for the wildlife and meet up with the rest, yeah?" She winks at him and offers a hand to help him back on his feet.
Why not? :D Also, just for Ro's player's eyes, since seems to have a hard time reaching each other nowadays: Confidential, rawr!: Here ya go, this is what it looks like. Want me to whip up a bg, or you're fine with me fleshing it out in-game?
Refreshing didn't work, i had to copy the url, and paste it directly in a new tab for it to work. Yikes. Sad to say, after all this trouble, the joke is dead now. XD
Oh so I should act like what, a rhino instead? :pFran, I'd like to point out that, since we're twins, insults directed at my appearance aren't maybe the best choices :p Runt indeed!Maybe if you didn't act like a weasel all the time :P
Reminds me of the guy that saw possible futures from Men in Black 3. "Oh no, this is the variation where you took mustard on the hot dog, WE'RE DOOMED" ... Ironicly, that guy's species is the Archanans
Fran, I'd like to point out that, since we're twins, insults directed at my appearance aren't maybe the best choices :p Runt indeed! Maybe if you didn't act like a weasel all the time :P
"My sister, can't seem to stand the thought of me not being hopelessly enamored with someone else, and believes it her duty to set me up with people. In this instance, you. .. If you hadn't noticed." She chuckles a little, and then winces as she pricked her fingers against the wild bush's thorns. "Ouch." she explaims real quick, then takes pause to look over towards Gwyd while she sits down rested against a tree, taking a little break. "I appreciate that she cares, but I wish she'd accept that I'm not in a hurry in that department. I... don't exactly tend to throw myself at people. I take my time." she muses a bit, thinking out loud.
She gets taken aback in surprise for a moment, and then when she turns to see her running off with both gwyd's and her pack... She put two and two together. She haulers over at the sprinting girl "You hurry back, you little runt!". Sighting, she leans down to pull away a few branches to reveal what looks like a bush of wild raspberries, collecting them with care. "You do know what she's trying to do, right?" She says with a slight exasperated sigh in her voice, towards Gwyd, once Ro was far enough away.
Holy poop, if i'm reading this right, my foraging survival check is good enough roll to provide a full day's worth of foraging food for 7 people. .. On top of the boar meat. Jackpot? Gonna be some mighty feast.
She takes a moment to re-upholster her shield strapped to her back, and sheath her sword, then proceeds to dust herself a bit from the dirt on her knees from the failed rush of earlier, before proceeding to accompany Ro on her mushroom scavenging request. ... Taking a little detour to make sure to grab back her Shark Biology book she had dropped earlier by the tree. "I'll let the boys take care of butchering those, they seem to enjoy it. In the meantime, let's find some savory things to make those hunting trophies a bit more tasty, shall we?" On top of mushrooms, Fran will also keep an eye out for herbs and berries.
Readied Action: Charge attack at the remaining boar if, and only if, it breaks free and charges anyone, to intercept it. Or full defense if it charges at her :P@Fran: AFAIK you need a feat to ready a charge(as it basically combines a move and attack and is only applicable to be done as a standard action under very specific circumstances) - alas, no worries, trying to break free IS a full-round action, so even if it manages to break the bonds, it can at most get 5 feet closer this round, unable to gore anybody ^_^ To be fair, i don't think i ever considered a charge as a ready action before, so I didn't really knew about it needing a feat. Worse case, i'll settle to just Move in front of it to block it's charge path. Even if a readied action, that'd be kind of a running race between me and a boar, so probably a quick init opposed roll with the boar to see who makes it first? Throwing ideas here, I never done this before XD alas, no worries, trying to break free IS a full-round action, so even if it manages to break the bonds, it can at most get 5 feet closer this round, unable to gore anybody ^_^Actually Shadow Trap lasts 2 Rounds per level and Lia is second level. The trap held the Beast fast in the surprise round and then in Round 1, the effect has now worn off... Didn't she spend an arcane point to extend the duration?
Fran takes a moment to look around, and process the situation.
"Know what? There's really no reason for me to get close to that one. You guys got this." Still, she stands at the ready, with her shield raised, legs spread ready to move quickly at a moment's notice.
Fran, distracted at first by her book, but reacting as quickly as she could the moment Lia's warning came out. She reacts swiftly, dropping her book, right hand grabbing the hilt of her sword she had planted in the ground, and while un-holstering the shield from her back, she makes a charge at the boar that was attacking aldern. Last thing we want is the noble that organized this to not come back home. This'd look bad for all of us. Running in for the bull rush, to knock the boar away from Aldern, and draw it's attention!
"Get the spears!!!"
At the risk of getting shot... I don't watch/read Game of Thrones.
Soo, it's been... going on a week now, since there's been any posting on the campaign discussion.
Please tell me i'm not the only one left with that impression, or else i'm gonna get paranoid that everyone left but me XD
@Francesca: Added context for the cover art..."Hai" is shark in German. So it's not only saying "Hi", it's saying "Shark" simultaneously. Couldn't possibly have picked a better cover art then. :P
Groaning a bit to be left out of the hunt, and if she's honest with herself, not too cozy with the idea of spending an extended period of time listening to the chatter of this noble person, she's at least happy with Lia's singing for the moment that prohibits much conversation. She plants her sword tip down by her side after finding a tree to lean against, and she protrudes a book, creaking it open at her bookmark, and resuming reading lightly, still keeping her ears on alert paying attention to everything around, wanting to avoid being caught offguard by a rampaging boar... or an inquisitive Aldern. Or a prankster Ro. On the cover of the book is titled "All about Shark Biology". There's a cute shark drawing on the cover as well. Book Cover Art:
"Well, I'll be the first to admit i'm not the stealthiest with what i'm wearing, but on the bright side, with the noisy clanking of chain armor, the boars will be scared and run towards the lake, if luck be on our side." Truth be told, she really wasn't sure if going hunting while wearing clunky armor was such a great idea, but someone had to save these peoples from themselves.
Yeah, fran keeps a crossbow around only for the instances where we would be faced with adversaries that don't like to touch the ground, but otherwise, I never intended for her to be good at range.
So, Kudos to whoever takes on the mantle.
"And if you do it right and don't screw up, no one but the boar gets hit. So try not to miss, if you don't mind terribly?" She sighs while rolling her eyes, but then turns around and pokes her sister's forehead. "Now focus, I'm trusting you both."
Fran groups up along Ro and Xarmas, keeping her crossbow strapped behind her, she leaves the bracing spear with her horse, instead drawing and bringing with her, the familiar sword and shield she was used to. "Alright. Here's the plan. I will be marching ahead of you both, you two can brace spears from behind me. Animals tend to charge the person closest, So if one of them goes for our group, they'll likely charge at me, and you two can safely brace those spears while i can step back at the last moment. If that doesn't work, then i'll be suited and ready to handle the beast face to face. Sounds good?"
Hah, my son's getting there. He plays a few things on the WiiU and has started playing WoW a bit (he mainly runs around and kills boars). Enjoy it while it lasts, before long it'll become "NOT NOW DAD, I'M IN THE MIDDLE OF A RAID"
What about you? Are you excited for the hunt? She ponders a little, Looking ahead towards the woods as the group approached them, electing to ignore Karmid's comments about falling giant ticks. Likely tales to scare kids, or his own fabrications. Turning her head back to Gwynn: "Truth be told, I don't feel like i deserve any form of reward for saving this Aldern fellow, considering how i arrived back to town after the fact. I'm merely tagging along for family, really. ...And to make sure no one gets killed in the process. Not much for considering hunting a sport myself. It's a survival necessity, but hard for me to see pleasure in taking a life, even that of an animal." She lets her hand wander over the hunting spear that was handed to her prior to leaving, feeling it still strapped to the horse. "I don't plan on doing the hunting myself. I'm the only one with a shield here it seems, so I plan to keep at bay any aggressive animals that doesn't run at the sight of that over-sized hammer. If you wish, you can borrow my crossbow, a spear doesn't strike me as your favorite instrument. ... While we head there, tell me more about this grave robbery? This is the first I hear of this. It happened in the middle of the goblin attack?"
Fran grins ear to ear when Karmid turns his head away from ro, only to end up looking towards Fran's direction on the other side. She looks at him, and can't help herself. "Zing!" She chuckles, and slows her pace slightly to move a bit further back, and settles to ride alongside Gwyddym, and addresses him. "If you don't mind me observing, you look a tad confused. Copper for your thoughts?"
Fran bursts out laughing at the beaver retort, and brings her right arm around Ro's shoulder to give her a quick hug and then tug her along towards Aldern back again, making their way back to the gathering. "Making a living for yourself. So you ARE growing up after all. Or is it your continuing pursuit to pick the lock on my personal journal that's at play?" she teases, slightly sticking out her tongue. As they get back closer to the group, she couldn't help hearing Karmid's boasting banter, and as she breaks from Ro to find herself a horse sturdy enough to handle the extra weight of her armor, she responds to the 'hunter' "Well, if anything, I expect the meat to be extra tender then, after your Angela's had it's way with those poor boars. I pity whoever will butcher them up and deal with the broken bones."
Fran keeps staring at Ro for a few moments. "Fine, alright. So I take it your earlier trip this morning after i woke you up, you were home shopping and found an interesting prospect? You seemed a tad giddy when you came back. So show me what you've found, and it better not be like that one time you thought the corner house was abandoned, brought me over to use it as a playhouse only to find a rabid beaver. She smirks a bit but then eyerolls at the memory.
Before Ro dragged her further aside, she responded to Aldern briefly.
She gets quite rapidly after grabbed by the arm by Rojava and tugged to the side, her eyes going wide in surprise on the spot, and then chuckling realizing it's just her sister. Well, that.. actually sounds good, if you are staying near Sandpoint that is. As i saw last night, those rooms in the cathedral can get a bit cramped for more than one person, and was going to have to look for a room for myself eventually. If we could split the costs to afford a roomier place temporarily, that would be good i'd say..." she trails off, pondering for a moment. That CAN'T be a coincidence. She looked right into her sister's eyes, with a raised right eyebrow. "You've been fine living in the place for years. What's going on all of a sudden?" she asks. Giving a little pause before pointing out: "I know you well enough that a change like that for you, something happened. Tell me."
Feeling run down tonight. "If you can dodge incoming traffic, you can dodge a ball!" -Patches O'Houlihan
Fran looks left and right, alternatively between the gaudy Aldern and the pious Zantus, a bit curious as to the sudden chaos. -Acolytes? Wonder who's he talking about.- she thought to herself, feeling a tad unconcerned by that, she decides instead to pace towards Aldern instead to avoid robbing the man of his grand entrance. She couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in passing as she crossed path with Ro that was heading towards Father Zantus, and herself heading to Aldern. There was a definite spring in her sister's steps this morning. Arriving to the nobleman, she approaches him.
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She waves back at the dwarf, in response, a slight bow followed after. "Don't believe we've met either, though my sister might have droned on about me, of which i'm sure it can't all be true. No matter what she tells you, I have never eaten a raw skunk before. Lies I tell you." She crosses her arms and takes a sharp breath, and exhales slowly. "Speaking of marks, seems it runs in my familly. I have an ankh shaped birthmark on the left side of my back, so i'm told. Hard to see for myself. Honestly, I don't claim to be chosen or speaking on behalf of a deity, but I must be doing something right in my life. ... Oh, i'm Francesca by the way." She has a slight blush in her cheek at the social etiquette blunders coming out of her mouth.
Don't care about Lia...That....is not a very nice thing to say :_; Didn't mean it that way! Just that Fran'd react the same for anyone, not just for Lia. *hugs* Darn goodie two shoes character. It's been a while i haven't played an evil character and it's starting to itch me, haha
"You know what? We should get some female zombies to join this party, right chief?" ___________________________________ Don't care about Lia, if Fran sees anyone acting improperly towards anyone else, they'll get the same treatment you're all so ready to promise towards Aldern. No special treatment for him :P
No offense to my dear sister intended. She's an absolute babe. I can vouch for that since we're twins. For the love of.. How many time have I told you to stop trying to set me up with people. I'm perfectly capable of finding someone to my taste on my own. *Blush*
She wasn't too overly fond of considering a boar hunt as a form of entertainment, so much as a means to obtain subsistence, but she wasn't going to taint the atmosphere with negativity. If this is what they considered fun, fine by her. She'd come along, if only to ensure everyone's safety. Not unheard of to hear tales of would-be hunters biting on more than they could chew , gored by a rightfully angry large boar. Right, she'll ensure everyone's safety. With that mindset, she donned her armor after her morning routine, washing herself off from the travel, fill her tummy with a hearty breakfast.
Equipment carried alongside armor and weapons:
-Compass
-Small Steel Mirror -Whistle -Waterskin -A single book to pass the time. Hunts tend to be looong. The rest is left in Rojava's room that she boarded in for the evening. Might have to find better accommodations before long. THEN, she wakes Ro, and tells her she's going to be late. Just to tease her.
Well then, total gain from the level upgrade.
Tally O' Stuff:
+9 hp. (22 total) +1 BAB +1 Fort save +1 hero point (2 total) 6 skill points (climb, Knowledge history & local, Ride, Survival, Swim) New Feat: Missile Shield. Can deflect arrows with shield now! Archetype benefits begin, better AC from shield! Ability for a fighter to somehow cast Protection against Evil 1/day, for some strange reason. It's been a while I haven't built a turtle-like character. Don't expect me to deal a ton of damage :P
+3 Poop. Guess average it is then. Someone correct me, on a d10, average i think would be 5.5, soo, round up, that's 6? This also reminds me that i completely forgot about favored class bonus when i made the character sheet, woopsies. Hope no one minds if i retroactively fix that, not like I've had a chance to make a single roll yet :P Didn't expect i'd have to level so soon. o_o
Walking alongside her sister and the other dark toned lady, she finally took the occasion to speak with her sister a bit more, heading along at a slow, relaxed pace. "So... As Mother and Father were leaving yesterday, there were other merchants making convoy together. You know how it goes. During travel, a few of them talked about some incident that occured in sandpoint recently, and there were talking about.. in their own words, 'Chosen people' that were involved." She turned her head to look at Ro with a small smirk and a raised eyebrow. "Mother got worried. Father re-assured her that knowing you, you'd be fine, but still... I told them both i'd come back and check in on you, and stick around for a while, give you a hand, to put mother at ease. The next round-trip of trades looks to be a rather safe one, the convoy looked well protected as is, and I was superfluous. Either way, i get to stick around with you at least up until they are back in town in a month and a half or so." She reaches her arm around to grab Ro by the shoulder with one arm, and with the other hand teasingly tug at her cheek playfully, teasing her sister a little bit before letting go. "You sure picked up a number of interesting new friends recently, to say the least." She then looks towards Xarmas that was pacing with them. "Is something wrong with that mud drinking buffoon by the way? Rather insulting fellow."
She frowns a bit, completely taken aback. She had just arrived from the road, she is still fully barded in her chain armor, carrying a heavy backpack, and just now takes time to lower and prop her heavy shield down the floor against the edge of the table. She stares blankly at Karmid for a few seconds, sizing up the man, and sighs. She wasn't quite sure if he was crazy, mocking her, or thinking she was that easy.
"Mi, a onijo ? O gbọdọ jẹ aṣiwere . Lokan rẹ iwa awọn laarin awọn miiran eniyan."
Shoanti Translation: "Me, a dancer? You must be mad. Mind your manners among other people."
Hey Fran, what's this story you're spinning about me being or wanting to be clergy? Mom and Dad dumped me here! Remember? I've just been skating on the free room and board all this time. No divine service for me, I prefer to think of myself as one of Desna's junior partners. We have an arrangement, I'm just not sure what it is yet. Yeah, mom and dad dumped you there, but not me. Neenur-neenur! *sticks out tongue*
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