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Lalavonvrei gives a heavy sigh as the bouncer steps in and interrupts their hasty investigation. While not usually the best choice for dealing with people, he decides to help Long clear the room and hopefully convince the bouncer to let them work. "Stay calm and leave everything to us. We'll have this all taken care of as quickly as possible."

Aid Other: 1d20 ⇒ 20

Lalavonvrei gently pulls Cass away from the body, handing her off to Beth and Frank. He turns to the others and mutters, "What do you guys think? Some sort of draining? Vampire, Succubus?" His hand rests anxiously on the magic pouch concealing his rifle and glances at the door, "Think the bouncers will give us any trouble?"

Lalavonvrei gives a small smile as Cassandra seems to spot her boyfriend and runs off to talk with him. He almost turns around to say something to Caedus before the girl's shriek of terror has him speeding over to see what's wrong.

Lalavonvrei gives a heavy sigh at Cassandra's reaction and watches Racine storm out. He decides to fall silent, not wanting to upset the girl any further, but stays to keep an eye on her.

The Longstrider nods in agreement with Racine's disapproval, "Cassandra, this place isn't safe. These 'friends' of yours are up to something, and it's not some common drug ring." He places a hand on Cassandra's shoulder gently, "At the very least, let us stay with you and help find this Antonio fellow."

Lala quickly moves to join Racine as Cassandra disappears through the door, his long legs easily closing the distance. He spots the mage's gestures and waits patiently for the distraction, trying to slip into the VIP room right behind Racine once she starts moving.

You guys are gonna notice I like taking ten whenever I can, cause I'm gonna do it again for a DC 22 Stealth check.

Coming up short on a good vantage point, Lalavonvrei grumbles to himself, but quickly moves to keep an eye on Cassandra once he spots her. He'd normally try to blend in with the crowd, but the collective trance made that seem like a far less effective option. He settled for simply keeping some distance as he makes sure she's safe.

Lalavonvrei watches the crowd in confusion before Racine's warning told him to sharpen his eyes. As Caedus asks for Cassandra, the Longstrider begins looking for their lost friend diligently. He glances around the room and tries to find any spots hidden in the shadows of the club he could use to climb to a better vantage point and disappear from sight.

Taking 10 on Perception (Beats DC 23), Stealth (sets a DC 22 Perception roll), and Climb (Beats DC 19) in an attempt to find and reach an adequate makeshift sniper's nest while no one's looking. If he can find a ladder to a second floor or somewhere with makeshift handholds, that would ideal. Otherwise, he's not going to try climbing smooth walls.

Lalavonvrei gave an absent nod to Caedus' comment. While he may not look like much, short, scrawny and feminine as he was, the innocuous bandolier draped over his torso hid a couple of deadly secrets. "If you ask me," He mutters, "Beth's 'friends' seem anything but."

Lalavonvrei gives a solemn nod at Cassandra's words before Beth interrupts them. He scowls at the girl and snaps, "Beth, Please!" with Cassandra before smiling and standing up with the others. He couldn't really berate the girl, children will be children after all.

Lalavonvrei joins in on the toast, but declines any of the cake. He had a love/hate relationship with sweets, enjoying the food, but wary of both the nutritional value. As Frank kept Beth entertained, the slender elf set himself down next to Cassandra, and for once thankful for his effeminate profile allowing him to slip into the spot with ease. He lowers his head towards the birthday girl and mutters, "Is everything alright?"

"Don't bring up Remora," Lalavonvrei groans, "Cassandra and her friends don't want to hear something so morbid today."

The Longstrider scowled again at the affectionate nickname. If it were anyone else, he'd have given them an earful, but Lalavonvrei couldn't justify such behavior towards Cassandra, especially not on the girl's birthday. "You know I don't like that name..." He mutters, "Where is it you think you're dragging us anyway?"

Lalavonvrei crosses his arms with a scowl to the hedonistic attitude of the group's newest member, looking more like a pout than anything. "We're not here to hijack their evening, Frank," The raven haired elf chided, "They have plans."

Lalavonvrei gives Autumn and Summer a passing greeting, though expects it to land on deaf ears with how busy the two girls seemed to be. The effeminate elf hides his rifle back in its magic pouch now that the group was inside and gives Cass and Beth a curious look, "Late for what?"

Stuff happens, it's all fine.

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16

Typically, Lalavonvrei carried his rifle in his bandolier, tucked into one of its magic pockets out of sight. However, with the seedy nature of the neighborhood Cassandra called home, he thought it best to keep it visible, slung over his shoulder. Better to dissuade the troublemakers immediately than to wait until they were trading blows. As the house came into view, the long-limbed elf swings off his horse and leads it the rest of the way.

As the others knock, he ties the reins to keep his mount from wandering off. He gives Cassandra a critical once over with sharp emerald eyes before pulling his poncho away from his face to give a sincere smile, "It's good to see you again, Cassandra, Bethany. I hope we haven't found you at a bad time. Happy Birthday."

Goal is to start on Friday or so, yes?

I think that makes Lala the Allen Quartermain?

Link is in the profile now. I had a nice long biography for him in the works too, but Paizo eated it so I settled for the cliff notes version.

Name: Lalavonvrei "Lala" Longstrider
Race: Elf
Class: Musket Master Gunslinger 5
Alignment: Chaotic Good
Frequency of posting: At least once every day or two, more if things go smoothly.
Unchained Rules: Most of them are brilliant. I have a hard time thinking of any off the top of my head that were lackluster or unappealing. I especially like Background Skills and the Magic Item alternatives, since I love my skill points and would rather my CHARACTER be amazing rather than the gear they use.
Lore: I have neither watched nor played any of the listed content, though I don't really see that hindering my ability to appreciate the game. I've watched or read other bits of media with similar themes of secret monster hunters, a loosely related example being the SCP universe and its various files of anomalous entities.