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Kiwyn nodded at Siren as they entered the temple. ”Exactly.”
She glances around at the temple’s staff her trying to judge their reactions to her appearance. It wouldn’t be the first time she had to excuse herself from a house of worship.
”I found mine a couple weeks ago as well. I had appeared amongst my belongings, but I never could determined how or why.” "That leads me to my chief worry: we were brought here, on purpose, at the same time... by our charming century old hostess herself. Empress Vincere." ”Hmm. An interesting theory.” She nodded thoughtfully. ”But to what end then? It would seem to be counter to her interests to summon individuals to get in her way.” She remarks with her chin held between thumb and forefinger in thought. ”Unless…” Kiwyn shook her head. ”It’s unproductive to speculate too much before looking for the facts available.”
Kiwyn does her best to stifle a giggle at Caleb's outburst. Looking back at Siren she jokes. "Eventually they figure things out, it just takes them longer."
Kiwyn glances at Siren as she pulled out her map. With a slight tilt to her head she regards the x's gathered together, with only a stray x ahead of them. "Interesting." ”Quite.” She agreed as she pulled out her own map showing it to Siren. The x’s on her map matching the undine’s. ”Seems someone wanted us to meet. I’ve seen Caleb’s and would give good odds that the others have identical papers.” Probably echoing Siren’s thoughts. Folding it up again she tucked it back into her pouch and followed Caleb as they approached the temple.
Caleb looks back with a jerk of his head. "We have? I think I would have remembered meeting a talking fox lady prior to the hydra attack." “You would think.” The vixen said with a chuckle. When the metal armed man who introduced himself as Colt begins bickering with Caleb, Kiwyn just rolls her eyes and shakes her head a little. ”Boys.” She repeats and gives Siren a sympathetic glance.
Kiwyn smiles and chuckles a little at the extravagant names the boys seem to have and then regards Siren. ”Siren." She nods"Simple names are better and long ones. You can call me Kiwyn.” The vixen tilts her head and places a finger on her chin thoughtfully. ”Though the gramps once referred to me as Kiwyn the White after I healed one of the caravan guards who was at death’s door. He said it was because of my healing skills.” She smiles again and looks back at Siren. ”But I’ve never bothered with titles myself.” She looks over at the young speedster and smiles at him. ”Is it okay if I just call you Lightning?” Tilting her head towards Caleb, she chuckles. ”Mr. Caleb and I have already met.” The vixen turns her attention to the man with the artificial arm as they approach the temple.
Kiwi nods. "Please then..." Auto-correct... :p
Kiwyn watched Lucca's electricity fizzle out just past the barrier. She shook her head and continued digging. Eventually she snorted as she realized the barrier curved under, blocking passage. The tiny fox turns away from the hole to rejoin the others turning back into her kitsune form as she does.
"This is troubling, the barrier extents only a little underground, but it seems to bend back making a tunnel unlikely. But it can't hurt to look." The vixen says as she walks up. She regards the metal-armed Colt. "If the barrier is as strong as you say, I fear we may be out of our depths. But we can still try." Regarding the mirror Kiwyn frowns. "It seems the barrier ages things passing through it. It would explain the bone remains and the yellow one's electrical attack fizzling out so quickly." She faces Samahs as he speaks and nods in agreement. "Learning more is always a wise choice." "I know the way for you 'out-of-towners'." Kiwi nods. "Please then, lead the way." She looks back at Samahs again, smiles and bows slightly. "Thank you for your help."
I had originally been waiting to give Siren chance to post, but then got distracted by RL.
I know the feeling yesterday and today have been crazy for me. :p
Even with her head start, Kwyn arrived roughly the same time as the others. The metal-armed seemed capable of detecting magic so she left it to him. With her ears perked she listened as the others spoke, but busied herself examining the barrier's edge. Careful not to get to close the small fox dug at the ground near the barrier to see if it did extend into the ground. When the young speedster attacks the dome the tiny fox jumps and yips in surprise.
Kiwyn frowns at Colt’s comment not sure how to take it. She regards Lucca as he hurriedly speaks and then darts off a ways. ”He certainly is, um… energetic.” She says regarding Siren. She’s about to follow after the young man when Caleb begins yelling.
Kiwyn looks down at the lord's still form and then back at the gathered crowd, she spots the younger one who had asked if they can help. After a glance back at the group, she turned back to the youngster. ”I can not speak for all, but I promise those of us willing to will try our best.” She gives the young person what she hopes is a reassuring smile then turns back to the group.
Kiwyn frowned in frustration as the metal-armed man as he stalked off towards the stage. ”Boys, always so hard headed.” She sighed and stalked after him.
Colt feels the soothing warmth of the positive energy fill him as his all of his wounds close.
I had fun and I think it very smoothly.
Kiwyn watched in surprise as the multi-colored rays shot from the metal armed man. The surprise caused her to hesitate as the metal armed man tried to dodge out of harm’s way, only to run into trouble as the last of the undead and the cryohydra both strike him. ”No!” She cried out and snapped her hand at the undine. And with a whisper and flicker of will another bolt of force flew from her finger to strike the undead down.
As it falls she starts to hurry over to the metal armed man, worried over all the blood from the cuts and bites.
If you're okay with it then I think we can wrap this up pretty quickly.
Kiwyn watched her bolt of force tear the undead in half with on a hint of satisfaction. She still felt some sympathy for the poor thing. Suddenly the lord speaker cried out in a voice clearly not his own. Nearly shaken, the vixen shook off the oder and frowned.
Suddenly a giant crashing sound shakes the ground and Kiwyn looks back only to see the Cryohydra on it’s back and Caleb holding it’s tail. She’s not sure what just happened but she has an idea it must have been impressive. Her attention shifts to the yellow clad young man calling from near the stage.
I'm fine with keeping the initiative from round to round. I know some GMs that roll new initiative each round just to keep players on their toes and keep things random. I just didn't want to step on any toes.
Satisfied she had helped who she could for now the the fox maiden turned on the closest guard she saw. ”Get the citizens to safety. Leave this to…” Sh almost said “..to me” but as her attention turned back to the attack at Caleb’s battle cry. She saw others engaging the monsters. ”Us. Leave this to us."
Are we keeping initiative or do you do new initiative each round?
As she comes to the first victim, Kiwyn swiftly changes into her true self. Her tails swish and twitch as she moves quickly from one victim to the next, using her magic to close wounds and stop bleeding. Not caring about the blood on her hands she tries to sooth those still conscious.
It's alright, I know I was going to be playing catch up. Double dipping into arcane caster isn't a quick path.
Edit: Maybe in round 2 she take a pop shot, once she's sure she's helped those she can.
Casters are always weakest in the beginning. :p
Kiwyn could only watch in horror as the undead undine cut down the citizens and guards alike. Without a second thought the fox leap forward, using it’s smaller size to slip through the panicking crowd. She understands that she lacks the physical or magical strength to take on the creatures but she will do what she can. Suddenly a yellowish blur tears across the plaza. In th blink of an eye it disarmed two of the creatures and rendered a third incapacitated.
The fox paused to regard the man on the podium.
Kiwyn glances at the crude map as Caleb holds it. She watches a nearby X on the map begin to move away and glances in the direction. Like Caleb, she only catches sight of a fair haired figure moving off at a impressive speed.
As he leaves, Kiwyn slips the pack off one shoulder and removes her own parchment. She resettles the pack as she opens the paper and watches as the X’s on it move. folding it smaller she tucks it into her belt pouch and begins following Caleb at a distance. She smiles to herself at the possibility of finding out more about this mysterious map and just who or what it is leading, not just her, but others as well to.
With a quick glance around, Kiwyn ducks behind a stall and from the other side a seemingly normal looking fox comes out. The fox quickly slips through the crowded streets to catch up with Caleb, still following at a shorter distance now.
Spoiler: I made the adjustment to Wealth and Con.
And I'll keep Mage Armor on my list since I can still cast it on others if needed.
Kiwyn smiles back at Caleb, not noticing his seeming nervousness.
Spoiler:
Sounds good to me. :3
I'll make notes on my sheet. Edit: Would it be okay if I reduced her Wealth and increased her Con?
Spoiler: Wow! That's pretty sweet.
The Mage Armor will help protect her. I'll be honest I never really use metamagic feats, but the increase to caster level to overcome SR could be a big help. :3 Spells known, would that include healing spells she has access to? And are these abilities she already knows she has, or is this something she'll discover she has a bit later? And for the sake of variety, I would be willing to sacrifice Fly for something else. Maybe the as long as she has 1 point in her pool she can shapeshift between her forms as a move or free action instead of the normal standard action. Just a thought. I can get that later if I'm willing to spend a feat or two, but that may cut into her tails. >< If not, then some to boost her healing abilities maybe. I'm just rambling now. I'll leave it up to you. Thanks.
I kept the -2 to Str and added +2 to Int.
Kiwyn nodded her head as the man introduced himself.
As she chances a glance back at the man and studies him a little further. He carries himself a man confident in his strength given the armaments he wore. Kiwyn notices a piece of rolled parchment stick out of the man’s back pocket. It looked vaguely familiar and she tilts her head slightly in thought as she regards the holy symbol on his tabard.
”The Accidental God.” She murmurs quietly.
Spoiler: I see her heading towards a archmage type. Using her expanded spell casting to hopefully compensate for her limited fighting skills. I choose the White Mage archetype of the Arcanist instead of going for sorcerer combo, because I liked the idea of being able to do a some healing if needed, and I thought it fit her personality. She isn't looking for fame, she just wants to help those she can and hopes her magic can help her do that.
I thought the additional tails would be an interesting way of visually showing her magical growth. As well as giving her a few extra magical abilities. I hope that makes sense. :) Also I didn't think of it before, but I probably could have lowered her wealth to boost something else. Considering her coming from a forest village, I think it would have been reasonable to assume that she's maybe a little poorer then normal people.
Kiwyn let out a short squeak of surprise at the sudden voice addressing her. Turning to face the speaker she tried to look innocent of any mischievous thoughts and smiled at the man.
Ah, sorry. Though I had fixed all the modifiers when I fixed my stats.
Edit: Fixed the initiative, also caught 2 other errors. fixed my ranged attack that was still +8 and forgot to add the +1/trait bonus to my Perception skill[/b]
I'll leave it as is. It's not that big a deal. :3
Happy to be here and I look forward to our little romp. I can honestly say looking at the stats I need to stay away from any melee. :p
The caravan rolled through the city’s gate shortly after dawn. Kiwyn sat in the front of one of the carts craning her neck, her grin was contagious as her eyes sparkled in eagerness.
With a wave she grabbed her own bag and hurried out of the inn and down the bustling street. She picked her way through the streets, avoiding alleys out of caution. At one point she had to quickly dodge a tall brown haired human running by. A bit later she paused to let an angry looking half-elf and orc exit a tavern before continuing on. Shortly there after she came to some kind of town square. Looking around her eyes were inevitably drawn to the large tarp covered object with a makeshift stage and podium set up nearby.
”Ah, I remember hearing of this. The Festival of Kings. Master Dresden told me about it once.” She remarked to herself even as she licked her lips. It was a real temptation, the tarp covered mystery. One thing she hadn’t out grown was her natural curiosity, and maybe her youthful mischievousness. With a playful grin she glanced around for somewhere she could slip out of public sight for a moment.
Thank you for choosing me. And I hope those who didn't get chosen get to find another adventure to join. I wish every the best here and elsewhere.
I'll keep my tails crossed for everyone. :p
Reading back over the fluff I posted (cringing at the errors the auto correct didn't quite catch) and I noticed I was a little vague about where she got her copy of the paper. Unless you have something in mind already, I could see her master having sent it to her without telling her he was doing so. If you have something else in mind, I'll happily roll with it.
I see, thank you for pointing that out. I'll fix it now.
further down the rabbit hole:
“Again” The voice was encouraging, yet stern. “Yes, Elder Dresden.” The young woman said as she attempt once again to clear her mind and focus. After a deep breath she reassumed her stance, her shortspear held ready. Melee was never her strong point in the last decade she had been a student of the Archmage Dresden. “Remember, you won’t always have magic available to you.” “Yes, El-“ The Archmage’s staff flashed as he advanced suddenly. Within a handful of strikes and parries Kiwyn, was on her tail again. The older man shook his head and sighed, offering a hand to his pupil. “You are distracted child.” He said sagely. “You hide something and it bothers you.” The young kitsune rubbed at her sores and winced at the knowing tone of her master. Getting to her feet with help from her master Kiwyn flushed under her fur. “There might be something, Elder Dresden.” She admitted, her hands gripping the shaft of her weapon nervously. The older man waited patiently as the younger mage collected her thoughts. After a long moment of silent hang in the room Kiwyn exhaled, breaking the silence. “Something happened last week.” She said meekly and paused. “Go on.” The older man encouraged. Kiwyn licked her lips and continued. “Well… that is…” She sighed. “I just, I don’t know how it happened.” Then added quickly. “I wasn’t trying anything forbidden.” The old mage just nodded sagely. She licked her lips and took a deep breath. On the exhale the air round her shimmered, revealing what was hidden. “I see.” The older man said quietly as he took in the two tails now swaying nervously. Kiwyn had readied herself for yelling and accusations, what she hadn’t expected was the calm exceptance. “Elder?” She asked cautiously as the older man turned and headed towards an adjoining room. She followed him into the study and washed as he set aside his staff. and ran his hand across a bookshelf. Stopping his hand he withdrew an old tome and carried it to a table. Opening it he beckon the young kitsune to him and she obeyed. “I have suspect as much in the last few years. Your talent has grown swiftly, coming to you with a natural ease I have seen in few others.” seeming to find the page he sought, he turned the book to her and she looked down at it. “The nine-tailed fox.” She read softly and looked up at her master unsurely. “But they are only a myth.” He smiled in a fatherly manner. “I have heard rumors in my long travels, but I had never actually seen more then four tails. You though, I believe you may just have the potential with in you to achieve the impossible.” Kiwyn stared at her master dumbfounded. “You, you can’t truly believe that, Elder.” “I do.” He replied calmly and placed a hand on her shoulder. “As a also believe it is time you expanded you lessons.” The young girl frowned. “More lessons Elder. But already spend all the time I can here. Others already question my actions and try to follow me. If I spend more time here they will surely demand answers I’m not permitted to give.” The older man chuckled and squeezed her shoulder reassuringly. “Fear not my child. I am not asking you to come to me more then you do. I am saying it is time you began your own journey.” Kiwyn looked shocked. “Elder…, you can mean…” “Yes, child. It is time you left the forest and experienced the world for yourself. You have an incredible gift. You can learn so much and in doing so, help so many.” “But…, but I have never even left the woods” “No buts, child. As your teacher, this is the test I put to you. I know you have the strength to do this.” His look softened and he took some pity on her. “Go home now and sleep on what I have said. The morning brings with it new beginnings.” **** The memory faded as dreams often do as the morning rays peeking through the crack in the curtains.
Sorry, I think I went a little overboard again.
I just realized I hadn't put down any equipment other then clothes and a pack.
Okay, I never made a gestalt character before so if I made any mistakes I apologize.
Fluff/Backstory:
Many years ago, deep within a forest old, children of the forest ran and played. They swam and laughed, climbed and jumped, they hid and hunted. One day, a day like any other, a cub ran with suppressed laughter to her favorite hiding place. No one had ever found her there no matter how closely they passed by her. When asked she would never reveal her spot to her friends. It was only the hollow of an old tree, but it was her secret place. She could not think of what drew her to it in the first place, but she could always find her way to it without fail.
“A wise decision young one.” A calm and fatherly voice sounded from across the table. The cub yelped again, this time is surprise and fear. Falling back on her tail she found herself scrambling backwards, bumping into the wall. She stared, wide-eyed, at the older man sitting in the chair across the table. had he been there the whole time, had she been so caught up in the book, had he been watching her. Every instinct in her screamed to run, but something else kept her from fleeing like a frighten little forest creature.
Sorry if it's a bit too long, I think I got carried away.
Perhaps another time. Good luck to those chosen, and have fun.
Still can't believe the internet ate my profile change .
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