Making sure his new item was secure, the Tiefling followed.
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After strapping the weapon to his other hip, the Tiefling asked, "Where to from here?"
Taking the weapon, he said, "Thank you Senya."
That's too bad Uriel. Sorry to see you leave. Best of luck in future games.
The Tiefling had been wondering about this strange woman that seemed tied up in her family's past, and the mysterious look she had given Fiila back at the camp. This woman certainly seems odd to say the least. He thought to himself. After Senya indicated it was safe to proceed, the Rogue approached and looked at the form.
Hmm, certainly not from around here, that's for sure. Havarus thought.
Uriel, you still with us?
While slightly reluctant at first, it was hard for Havarus to deny the certain details in her story that coincided perfectly with details of what his mother had told him. Details that one else could have known. And after discussion with the others, voted to take her along.
Harvarus couldn't help but feel a slight quickening of his pulse and a slight tingling below his belt. His thoughts returned back to his dream and the vision that popped into his head after the battle. Shaking the thoughts loose, the Tiefling moved to get himself some breakfast. Turning to Senya, "Care for some?"
"No, we're fine." Havarus responded.
"Yeah, we had some trouble with some wolves last night, but we dealt with them." Havarus answered.
The Rogue choked back tears, "I'm sorry, but she passed a few days ago."
Havarus knew that name, but it wasn't who he thought it was. "I'm sorry to tell you this, but the woman your family member saw in Kassen wasn't her. But I know of whom you speak. My Mother, a woman named Aza, told me of how her and her friend Mala were taken by a Chelaxian house. I'm sorry to say, that Mala was sacrificed to bring forth and Incubus from the Abyss. He was then given Aza, who in turn had me."
Havarus' face grew quizzical, this woman's story was remarkably similar to the one his Mother had told when he asked about his father, "What was her name?"
Havarus loosened the grip on his weapon, only because of the amount of respect he had gained for the Kobold over the past couple of days. "Yes it would. Why do you ask?"
Havarus glanced at Fiila then back to mysterious woman. What was that? He wondered. Not removing his hand from his weapon hilt, "You'll forgive me if I don't comply right away. We've had a rough time lately."
Havarus wheeled around with his hand on his shortsword, "Who in the hells are you?"
"I find it strange that he seems to have just disappeared." Reaching into his pack, Havarus pulled out his section of map. "Any thought of where we are on these maps?"
Havarus awoke to the sounds of the early birds singing. Despite the disruption during the night, he felt well rested. After getting dressed and armored, the Tiefling exited his tent and headed towards the fire pit. "Good morning Daniel, how are you feeling this morning."
Turning to his scaly companion, "We'll figure something out. But for now, let's get back to sleep."
Strange. He thought while trying to keep his exceedingly lustful thoughts at bay. He turned and asked the Paladin, "Daniel, did you see Manduzi leave his tent?"
It certainly is, especially when you've got a GM and players that RP it with you. As far as how I'm going about it, that plan is simply this: - I'm keeping track of the temptations and how many I fail. - When I hit level 3, I'll roll a %d. If I fail, then I'll take Eldritch Heritage (Brutal Bloodline). This will give me claws as per Abyssal Bloodline, which the more I use, the stronger the hold my demonic side gets. - Between levels 3 - 11, whenever I would gain a feat, roll %d. Failure means I select either a Tiefling Racial feat or some feat indicating my demonic side is growing in strength. - At 11, if I fail the roll, I'll get wings as per Brutal Bloodline. Pretty much at this point, GM willing, I'll most likely have picked up the Familiar Rogue talent and a Quasit familiar. Again, it's mostly roll dependent, but the rolls are dictated mostly by what happens in RP and the temptations. As of now, I have a 40% chance of failing, but we're not even level 2 yet so it could change.
The lustful thoughts that had plagued the Tiefling before, had now returned ten-fold at the revealing sight of his female companion. Walk away Havarus, just walk. He mentally told himself. Closing the tent flap, the Rogue moved on.
With the wolves defeated, and the rush of battle finally subsiding, Havarus rushed to Fiila's tent and threw the flap open. Seeing her resting peacefully, the Tiefling made his way to Manduzi's tent to check on him.
Havarus managed to retract his hand from the wolf's snapping jaws before its teeth could find purchase, while maintaining a hold of the dagger. While holding both weapons, the Tiefling matched the beast's movement and attempted to stab it with each blade.
Sword in hand, the Tiefling stabbed it into the wolf between him and Gnawl.
And with his free hand, ripped free the dagger he embedded earlier.
Holy shit, hope you get well soon.
*knock, knock, knock* Anyone here? *knock, knock, knock* Anyone here? *knock, knock, knock* Anyone here?
Havarus reached down for his sword only then to realize it was still in his tent. Turning back inside, the Tiefling grabbed it from next to his bedroll, and moved in to help the kobold.
Stepping out of the tent, Havarus took aim with the dagger in his hand, and launched it at the wolf he wounded earlier.
I think this fits your character perfectly. Just the visual in my head makes me laugh. I can't wait to see if you wake up, or if Alain has to do it.
Managing to dodge the beast's teeth, the Rogue took advantage, and stabbed forward again.
But due to the cramped quarters, missed entirely.
Startled awake by Daniels cry, Havarus rolled over just in time to see the wolf poke its head inside. With a flick of his wrist, the Tiefling's hand contained a dagger, and with it struck out at the wolf.
Havarus dreamed peacefully.
Sorry to see you go. Best of luck to you.
Then let's hope she doesn't find out.
"Thank you Daniel. I'll see you then." Havarus answered. As the Tiefling headed back to his tent, his eyes wandered back towards Fiila's tent once more. Quickly, he shut his eyes and pushed the ever growing lustful thoughts aside. Reaching his tent, he laid upon his bedroll, trying not to think of the attractive woman he was travelling with. Eventually, he fell asleep.
Another approach:
The Tiefling found himself in a peaceful sunlit glade, a cascading waterfall giving off rainbows as it fell into a large pond. Havarus knew he was dreaming, but serene view was quite calming and a pleasant respite from the torments of his father none the less. Then a figure broke from under the surface of the water. Standing there, waist deep in the pond, was Fiila, completely naked and glistening in the sunlight. The Rogue wanted to look away, but just couldn't bring himself to do so. Seductively, the woman beckoned him to her. His resolve weakening, Havarus started to remove his garments. This is just a dream. Maybe it'll help put a stop to the urges. I mean, this certainly couldn't do any harm. He mentally reasoned as he entered the water. Embracing Fiila, he couldn't help but notice how smooth and warm her skin felt against his. It just felt so.....right, as he finally gave into his urges.
"If it will help, then I certainly will. You best get some rest, maybe it will be much clearer in the morning." Havarus said. After Gnawl left, the Tiefling walked about the camp. Several times, he stopped in front Filla's tent, his lustful thoughts just refusing to go away. Once, and only once, the Rogue reached for the tent flap, then he heard a whispering in the back of his mind. Go on, submit to your urges. Shaking his head, he pulled back and finished his shift.
"Well honestly, I don't remember much of last night, I was pretty distraught. However, there is something else I think you should know...." From than point, Havarus described his father's tortures and Apsu's arrival.
Havarus had been silent for most of the trip after the battle with the unreal orcs. His mind was trying to process what he had seen while unconscious. Why would Apsu take an interest in a demon spawn? It was something he would have to ask Gnawl when he had the chance.
Despite his distracted mind, the Tiefling's eyes caught sight of a fairly decent campsite. Pointing it out to the others, he helped setup camp.
Havarus volunteered for second watch, since he had the capability to see in the dark, one of the few benefits to his heritage.
I'm willing to keep going.
While Havarus attempted to assist in the search for the illusion origin, his focus was disrupted by a brief glimpse at Fiila, which was soon accompanied by lustful thoughts. Shaking his head, the Tiefling quickly looked off in some other direction.
A troubled look on his face, and a slightly dazed glint in his eye, Havarus retrieved his dagger that he had thrown prior to losing consciousness. Slowly, the Tiefling began recalling what had transpired between his father and.... Apsu? The Rogue looked at the Kobold while his hand went for the scale about his neck without thinking. I'll have to talk to him about that later. He thought as he rejoined the group.
Havarus snapped awake as Gnawl tried to awaken him. With a flick of his wrist, the Tiefling produces a dagger from under his sleeve and held it to the little Kobold's neck for but an instant. Almost immediately, the Rogue came to his senses and pulled the blade back. A mixed look of horror and remorse on his face, he apologetically said, "I...I'm sorry Gnawl, I don't know what came over me. Did I hurt you?" Gnawl Perception DC 20: At the instant the blade came to your throat, Havarus eyes looked almost completely black.
From the void, distant and faint, the Tiefling could hear Fiila and Gnawl calling out, saying the orcs were not real.
I think it's also safe to say that illusions suck when used against players? :p Only when they have bad Will Saves.
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