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Kyrra quietly stalks outside, not overly fond of large gatherings.

"I'm sorry for your loss." Kyrra says quietly as the group leaves.

"Splitting the group up while goin' down there will be dangerous. Not a good idea"

"Why the hell would you do that? As long as we have the stone he's not going to stop trying to kill us!" Kyrra says in disbelief.

Step 1 Create new position
Step 2 promote best people to new position
Step 3 Actually define the position by piling every new project of it.

I'm in the midst of step 3, sorry I haven't been around.

Responding on pure animal instinct, Kyrra starts moving even as the stone falls from Gaurm's fingers, spinning as she moves, the flames washing past her.

Reflex1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24
Initiative1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Takes 5 damage

Kirra's eyes widen as she sees the contents of the chest.

"Those arrows and the sword are weapons of my order, the Knights of the Sword and Sickle. A brother or sister must have died here."

What would I roll to see if I knew the name on the box? Straight Int check?

"That was one vicious creature." Kyrra responds shaking her head. "Blood drinke like that may lease you a little weak for a few days "

Kyrra tore into the creature in a fury, hoping to draw it's attention away from Gaurm

Sword
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Sickle
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Confirmation
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Initiative1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
Knowledge nature1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

As the lizard creature lunges at Guarm, Kyrra is already in motion, streaking across the room to bring her short short sword slicing towards the vicious beast.

Charge1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Perception 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17

Kyrra attacks the goblin furiously, her sword blade going wide in the chaos. Twisting her flexible frame she brings the sickle up in a wicked arc.

Sword
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5+2 flanking if possible
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Sickle
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20 +2 flanking if possible

1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Confirmation
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10 +2 flanking if possible

1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Kyrra send a throwing axe tumbling end over end towards the goblins. As it sails over their heads, she curses to herself, dropping the other throwing as as she draws her sword and sickle.

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
1d6 ⇒ 5

Init 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Perception 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18

Kyrra freezes as she picks up on the presence of the goblins. At Calon's question she draws a pair of throwing axes.

"Strike fast and don't miss!" she responds in a fierce whisper.

Completely in her element once away from civilization, Kyrra flows across the terrain, practically a ghost, moving as if on pure instinct. Eyes combing the area, she processes the myriad of details with ease.

“A lot of activity here recently, and brand new tracks, maybe a few hours old at most…….He's right... three small-sized creatures and one medium-sized creature…….the boots make it hard to tell race.”

Acrobatics1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23
Survival1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26

Knowledge Geography 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22

Nodding at the elf's words, Kyrra leaves right after he does,heading for Malcom's home.

"You said your collection was gone. What happened to it?" Kyrra speaks, trying to be gentle with the woman.

Yeah but in this case its more like scary

Kyrra meets up with Calon and Garum on their way to the church after gathering herself a quick breakfast of fruit.

Kyrra spends the early morning patrolling the perimeter of the town, taking in the community and trying to determine the most likely source of a threat.

"If those things came from the Ashwood, there could be far more of them hidded amongst ruins and the darker parts of the forest. That has to come to an end."

1d10 ⇒ 5

"We should burn the dead so they don't rise again." Kyrra says looking at the corpses in disgust.

Taking a deep breath as the healing energy fills her Kyrra flashes the massive man a grateful look before dashing into the mists towards the sounds of the fight.

As the flames wash over her enemies, the ghould falling to the ground burning, Kyrra steps in her sword leading, only to be evaded by the vile wizard as he flails at the fire on his cloak, she ducks low returning the slash across her stomach with one of her own as her sickle traces a wiced arc in the air.

Short sword
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Sickle
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Is there anything within immediate reach/ view of Kyrra?

Will save1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17

The swirling mists and cackling skulls only seem to make Kyrra angrier, the stink of undead vile to one so accustomed to the smells of the Ashwood.

As the zombie's attack grazes off of her she swings, a backhanded slash with her sword across the creature's face, her momenumt taking her into a complete turn, dropping into a crouch as she doew to bring her sickle tearing through the walking corpse's legs.

Short sword
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Sickle
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Init. 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

Exploding into a running charge Kyrra launches herself at the first of the approaching zombies as the meet, her sickle wickedly tearing at the corruption of nature.

Charge
1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 4 + 2 = 15
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Weapons out, Kyrra's dash forward begins as Malcom is still speaking, her posture low to the ground as she shifts into a loping run.

1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26

Sorry about the typo's that's what happens when you try to shoot a quick post from phone on the train.

In the blink of an eye Kyrra's hnds seem to bloom weapons, a short srow in one hand and a wickedly curved sickle in the other.

Kyrra fell in alongside Garris, taking in the rest of the group as they headed towards their destination.

"So has this sort of thing been happening inside the city alot?"

"Dead things rising? That's a crime against nature itself. These creatures need to be destroyed fast. Then we find the person causing it." Kyrra growls, he hands clenching and unclenching as she shifts into the balls of her feet.

Knowledge Local1d20 ⇒ 8

Taking in the capable looking assembly, Kyrra strides over to the group, nodding to those who turn her way as she addresses Garris.

"Glad to see you're here," she says clasping the man's forearm in greeting. Pitt said to meet you here and you'd fill me in."

Watching the bird fly off into the distance Kyrra mulls over the note for a minute or two before tucking it into a pouch. Cheacking her gear she breaks into a loping run towards the center of town, acutely aware that her presence and appearance would cause quite a stir amongst the average city folk.

Smiling with a slightly puzzled expression, Kyrra extends her hand, inviting the bird to hop into it, her movements slow and non-threatening.

Reaching out, she removes the roll of paper, unravelling it to read its contents.

Works for me.

Those in the city have probably never met Kyrra, although hunters, a few of the farmers or anyone with business in the forst might.

Not a very happy group are we?

Looks like I'm all ready.

Kyrra Darkstalker (swap the shield with a sickle)

BTW thanks for the vote of confidence DH

Happy to be here

Traits and background complete

Still need a second trait and working on background, will go with Knights of the Sword and sickle