Jeva the orphan's page

Jeva opens the church door. "Welcome to the temple of Iomedae. What brings you here at this hour? Where is Rhen? Is he okay?"

As Rhen leads the group out of the rain, Jeva casts a spell and then puts on her newly found professional face. "I will inform Lady Cirthana of Iomedae to your presence. Please remain in the foyer until I return." She gives Rhen a big innocent smile and heads out of sight. She returns a few minutes later. "Lady Cirthana will see you in the study. This way please." She leads you to the study room. When you arrive at the study room, she stands to the side and waves her arm towards the door, still smiling at Rhen.

Jeva answers the door. She is small for her age of 12. She is wearing casual vestments with a small shortsword at her waist. She carries a small light steel shield. "Rhen!" she exclaims as she rushes to hug him. Looking up she says "I can't jump up on you anymore, Rhen. This dress won't let me and because I'm a lady now, anyways. But, I can still eat that hardtack. Got any?" She looks at his new group of friends with concern and a wrinkled brow. "Were is Bulgard and Zevon? Are they dead? Did something eat them? OHHHH!!! What happened to your Teeth Rhen? Your whole face looks funny now."

"Yes, Rhen. Doing great. I love it here. Hey Bulgard. I like your wolf. Cirthana got me a puppy. I don't like that pony."

Jeva runs to the door. "Rhen!...You have the pox! You can't come in with that. Go around back where the other sick folk are. I will tell Lady Cirthana you are here."

"Yeah, that is super creepy. Take it off." Jeva pouts and moves to Rhen.

Jeva smiles and shakes the huge hand. "Grokar. I like that name. I am Jeva."

Jeva opens the door and when she sees Mox she screams and slams the door shut. You hear a bolt slide. She runs to the study.

"Lady Cirthana! There is a devil at the front door. Big and tall and masked with a huge long beak."

"Lady Cirthana is in the study. She said you should see her there and I should lead you to her. Come on."

Jeva opens the door. Her eyes widen and she smiles when she sees you. She jumps onto Rhen, hugging him. "I missed you, Rhen. Got any of that hardtack? I still live with the Jabbs. I have a real family and all kinds of friends. Lady Cirthana has hired me to help her here. I never thought things could be so great, but they are. All thanks to you guys. Who is that? What is he?" She is pointing at Grokar.

"The Jabb's have adopted me! I get to play with Mikra all the time and Savram visits every day."

Jeva smiles when she sees Rhen and smells the flowers when he gives them to her. "Thank you Rhen! They are beautiful and they smell so good. I feel great and I will never do bad things ever again." She gives him a hug.

The werecreature resists will v DC 22: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

It seems like an eternity waiting on the sun to set and the moon to rise. Jeva begins to get anxious. Then she begins to cry. "I don't want to."

Jeva ate more than anyone could imagine possible. She falls asleep sitting up.

Jeva is the happiest she can ever recall riding Rhen's shoulders. "Take me over there Rhen! This is fun!"

"Don't know. It was there when I woke up one morning. You would never hurt me and that nice man, Bulgard, said no one would ever hurt me again. Thank you for the tack!"

Ignoring Bulfard Jeva replies "Hi. I'm Jeva. You're pretty. Yes, my house burned down and I stay here with Annie now. He would not let me go with them. Made me stay by myself in the woods. I woke up and they were gone." She holds up the ragged doll and points at Zevon.

"Rhen! Rhen!" When she gets to him, she gives him a big hug and says "I missed you! Got any more of that tack?" She jumps up and down in anticipation, clapping her hands as the doll is flung back and forth. She seems to have a several new scars. Thank You .

"Fine!" She sits down beside the fire and begins to scold her doll telling it how bad it is and how nobody likes it.

Hearing her dismissal, Jeva is visibly upset. She says to the group "Elara said that town is a bad place for little girls. She said Kabran Bloodeye will take us a rent us to men for very bad things. I cannot go to town. Please let me come with you. I like him (pointing at Rhen) and he will keep me safe (pointing at Bulgard). I won't be any trouble I promise."

"Yes, sir I do. I made a place."

Jeva plays with her doll and softly hums a tune waiting for dinner. The hard tack is doing its job.

"Thank you for not letting anyone hurt me, sir. No one ever visited us. Everything was fine until the fire." She tries to fight back the tears as she recalls the fire.

"No sir, I was not there when it started. I got back when all I could see was a big fire and I could hear all my friends screaming. Then it got real quite except for the fire and I ran away."

"She was great. Always did what was best for us kids no matter how much it hurt...” She lets her ragged clothing hang off one shoulder to reveal the horrible scars left by Elara’s ministrations.

"He just scares me. Might bite." She stays behind Rhen and hangs on to him.

Dr. Fox is not into this game. He shows no interest in the dried beef. He seems somewhat agitated.

"Oh, thank you big man, you may be nice after all. I'm sorry for letting you scare me. Dr. Fox is cute but he scares me." She tosses the dried beef to Dr. Fox.

Jeva wraps her arms around Rhen from behind, looks up at him and smiles. She leans her head out to address Bulgard. "I'm sorry no one likes you. I am from Elara's house. That is my home."

Jeva sees the way Bulgard is looking at her. Still chewing on hard tack she goes to Rhen. "You are nice and cute and short like me. I like you. I don't the like the way that man looks. Is he bad?"

"I do not know about the fire. When I came back I heard screaming and then it stopped. Why did they not just run out?" She breaks down in tears.

"Y-y-yes sir. I did see that. They looked like little dragons without wings and wearing clothes. Their eyes glowed red. They have tails. They were fast and there were many of them. They were about this tall." She holds her hand about 2.5 ft above the ground. "They made sounds like they were talking but it made no sense. Just sounds."

She devours the rations Rhen gave her. "I am from Elara's house. That is my home."

A rail-thin, green-eyed girl of about fourteen years approaches. She wears a tattered yellow dress and carries a small doll. She is particularly diminutive for her age. Her mouse-brown hair is a tangle of twigs and brambles and her face is smudged with dark stains.

"Please sir, do you have any food?" She drops to her knees and clasps her hands.