"I suppose that my lightning blasts might help to drive off a bird, but I am sure that the party requires my arcane magick to help in their exploration."
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"Are we better to press on? Or should we take Kara back to the old cleric?"
"Kara, are you alright? You look awfully pale." "Ikethru, can you do anything for her? I don't want anything to happen to my investment." Khalit winks.
"Well, I would like to have some stone walls about me soon. Nature is very nice to look at from a distance, but I have had enough close contact to last me for a while."
Khalit moves within range of one of the scorpions, and blasts it with an arc of electricity from his outstretched hand.
Hey, I'm good. I've got a halfling porter and everything!
"If I may ask, what is the full value that I would have to recompense? Not that I intend to end up in that position."
"Milady Almah, if you are amenable, I will take charge of the halfling" Khalit offers.
"I would be glad to find us a base where we might have walls about us. I am glad to enter into your service under these conditions." "Unfortunately, my sister Mirama sometimes forgets the expenses that we may incur. Mirama, if you do not wish to take the gold for yourself, perhaps you could donate it to Martika, for the greater glory of The Dawnflower or to pool our resources, whichever you wish." "When do we depart?"
"Well, all of this traipsing about the wilderness at night is not for me. I'm for bed."
Khalit carefully picks his way out of the cactus patch, not wanting anything to do with the livestock.
Khalit casts shield, preparing for the other attackers to descend.
Khalit decides to stay where he is, and looks around for whatever is causing the group to be so unlucky, but sees nothing in the shadows.
Mal Spoiler:
Ah! Fair enough. Thanks!
I was worried that we were dealing with a DC20 or something.
We 1st level arcane types have to be stingy with our hp. :) "Ouch."
Mal Spoiler: Just double-checking, Khalit's 2 rolls were 17 & 18. Still insufficient?
Khalit shrugs and whispers, "Who knows. Something rural. Remember, we have to do as Almah instructs until she helps us find Haleen."
Khalit is actively trying to numb his senses, due to the ... fragrance .. being emitted by Dashki.
"If I may ask, lady, what if we cannot find one of these creatures? How long do we search if we get no results?"
"Well, Dashki," Khalit adds, "if you are so convinced that these 'Pugwampi' are responsible, perhaps you could lead us to them."
"Pugwampi!? What in the ocean is a Pugwampi?!" Khalit wracks his brain, trying to think if he has ever come across a reference to such a creature.
"Yes, Dashki. You should tell us everything that you know about the fire. Everything." Khalit fixes Dashki with an electric glare. "You know, if you feel like it."
Khalit heads towards the red-armoured soldiers. "Good day, gentlemen. I was wondering if you were able to tell me anything about how this fire started. Did you notice anything unusual around the camp? Are there any of your companions that you would suspect may have started the fire?" "I hate to bother you with this, but the lady Almah requested my assistance in this matter."
"Quite often the most obvious solution is the correct one," Khalit replied, "I will be interested to see what my sister thinks of him." "In the meantime, are there others we should speak with?"
Khalit waits and observes. He knows how effective his sisters are at ferreting out information, and he is better at scaring it out of people. Not wanting to further alienate their employer, it is best to have someone say or do something suspicious before he begins browbeating them.
Khalit bows low and says, "My apologies, lady. I inappropriately sought to relieve my own stress by shocking my new companion, and made unthinking statements." "I would be honoured to aid in whatever way that I can."
To Kara's statement, Khalit adds: "She is correct. You should really avoid these silly northern superstitions and stick to something reliable. Like astrology, or phrenology."
Khalit hurriedly dismounts, and rushes over to help form the bucket brigade.
"Well... Haleen disappeared one time before for about a week. The last time we had spoken with her, she was on her way to the market to purchase some fruit, and... Martika, you tell it better than I, take over."
"Justice. Yes." Khalit says tightly. The dark expression on his face changes suddenly, becoming a smile identical to Martika's. "Hopefully this is just a repeat of that incident with the fruit-seller... you remember, Mirama? The pomegranates?"
Khalit has been updated, with a background, maneuver resistance, and Auran as a bonus language. Everything ok with him, Mal? Which interpretation of Genie Blood are we using? ie Would my (air) trait bonus be on cold or lightning? Dryder, Mirama is included in Khalit's background, as an "older sister". Eagerly anticipating the start!!
Thanks for the catches Mal. I'll come up with another language. Craig and I will discuss background further. Beyond the obvious of our bloodline and traits. Craig did a good job of coming up with ability scores that work equally well for a paladin and a sorceror, I thought.
Khalit's Angels.
I think that Khalit is statistically done. Compare him with his lovely sister :) |