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Lilith wakes up to the sounds of fighting, something not new to her. She was prepared to deal with an ambush in her room at least to the best of her abilities. She moved out to see the anubites after hearing her name called, so she fished out of her things her mutagen and drank it. "I'm beginning to grow tired of these things."
Lilith walks into the herbalist and begins walking around the shop. "Mm, yes. And I'm a practiced alchemist. I was hoping there was much I could learn in a place I've never formally read about." Lilith then goes around looking at the shelves doing her best to identify various herbs and plants. She would take note of each of the names that she doesn't recognize and ask or otherwise research their uses at a slightly later date. "Learning is the only thing that keeps my mind at bay." Lilith spoke this line almost as an addition to her last line, but it was said at barely above a whisper, as if she was talking to herself. ----- Possible Rolls for the DM: Not sure which is more relevant, or if you need either, but here you go? :P
Lilith, who was always one to keep to herself as much as possible, has been doing just that. As she listened to the conversations, she took in as much of the information as possible (which is pretty much all of it considering her eidetic memory). Finally one of the party members speaks up to her. It was the "child". She had grown amused by her insistence that she was a human and was more than happy to go along with the rouse. If anything ever went wrong with these strangers, it would be nice to have an ally as calloused as the halfling. "Sure, I'll escort you. I'm sure my prior knowledge on herbs could, at the very least, be useful to us." She nodded her head and gave a probably obviously half-hearted smile to accompany her words.
Lilith sits back quietly and watches as everything transpires between her apparently new comrades and the people whose lives they just saved. Lilith hid her face and skin, ever aware of how... Abnormal they look for the moment and will look for the next quarter hour or so. When the time came to leave via the trail, she kept up her silence and simply followed along from behind.
Lilith charges into her next positions to attack, the loss of defense seems as though it would not affect her much. As the anubites' numbers started to dwindle, she began to grow wary of the humans. When this fight was over, she knew they wouldn't instantly be friends. --- Full-Round Action: Charge into flanking
Free/Swift: None
Lilith stabs at the anubite she is flanking with precision using her rapier, even more graceful with her mutagen in effect. ---- Standard: Attack on flanked Anubite
Move: None Free: None
Lilith moves to close in the gap between herself and the Anubites, setting herself in an advantageous position. ------ Double move to get into flanking position with someone if possible.
Lilith throws open her pack containing her things and grabs her mutagen. She needed to act fast and not acting at all meant a greater chance of failing. Drinking the mutagen, she dons her buckler as well and prepares to charge into the fray. Slowly, her skin grows tougher and visibly darker. Her eyes turn a dark shade of red. She steps out toward the battle signifying her intent to get involved. ------ Standard: Mutagen (+4 dex, -2 wis, +2 natural armor) Move: Don buckler Free: 5-foot step toward the combat.
"Our things? This should make our endeavors a little more... Fair." Lilith spoke coldly, she was less than amused at their situation. Again, though, she was oddly not phased by her embarrassing state. Instead, perhaps it would cause the people she's going to clearly be traveling with for a while to somehow trust each other more. It's not something she every really understood, but one she's observed. Quickly, Lilith ran to get her things and don it all. She also took too much of a beating from being denied her extracts and armor, so she also quickly located her curative extract and drank it. -----
Lilith moves away now that the anubite is focused on her and lets fling another rock. These things were growing tiresome and she was really beginning to miss her concoctions. --- Standard: - 4 if it's still in melee.
Move: None Free: 5-foot step.
** spoiler omitted **
Lilith moves in on the injured Anubite. She wasn't trained in this way of combat, but they had to take one of them down. She attempts to the injured one into unconsciousness. ---- Standard: (Provokes an AoO)
Move: Move wherever I need to be to flank the anubite. Free/Swift: None
Lilith steps away as the creatures attempt to put pressure on them. She was less than impressed as she slung another rock at the injured Anubite. ------- Standard: Move: None Free: 5-foot-step
Lilith loaded her sling and let it fly against the injured Anubite. "Try to take them out one at a time, we're vulnerable." Lilith's stone struck true, but it was clear that Lilith's lack of physical power was taking its toll in this particular fight. For once she'd have to rely on her comrades.
Standard:
Move: None Free: Speak. If Lilith is being threatened, 5 ft step out of reach before using the sling.
Lilith stands. She immediately notices her nude condition, but it doesn't even cause her to bat an eyelash. She stands and pushes her long hair behind her to clear her vision. She follows the halfling in suit, grabbing a mat to create a sling. "Unwise decision, I hope you're prepared to face the consequences" ---- Standard: Create a weapon (sling)
Also, knowledge to learn about these guys. If I know any common languages with them, I spoke that language.
(If it's a different knowledge, you can replace the bonus with an appropriate one.)
Gotcha, I see it now. I just didn't look at the spoiler for not me. This poses an interesting issue for me. My 'spells' aren't technically items, but they are flavored as items. Same with my mutagen and stuff. I guess I'll just assume I don't have those either.
Wait... I feel like I'm missing something crucial... Do we not have any of our equipment anymore? I mean, it makes sense if we don't. I just missed where it was stated. :P
Halflings are only 2'6"? I always thought they were taller than THAT. Checked the srd though and female halflings have a base height of 2'6" + 2d4" (average 2'11", max 3'2"), so that's not far off. Halflings are about a foot shorter than I thought they were. :P
I would think that it's rare for a child to be good or evil. Most children are self absorbed, but not inherently dismissive of the lives of others. So I just did an overview of our party. Three of us are evil, one is good, and one chaotic neutral. This set up will be much more liberating for Lilith. I apologize in advance for any moral suffering on your character's part, Raine. :P
Edit: These intimidates! We're a scary group, friends.
"Halt, lest you invoke our wrath! Weaken us before the monstrous desert? Mydreraty tyyzira yhu Un ziunchch gounchch anyon lianmyichw!" Draconic:
"...Stand down or I will kill you myself!" Lilith consumes her mutagen in case the fight continued despite her threats. Her skin grew tougher, but it would be difficult to tell much of a difference from beneath her cloak. Lilith draws her rapier and moves tactically among the men. If they keep fighting, she was going to make sure she could stop them by force. -----
"I am only interested in what I can learn there. No force can stop me from continuing. I think I've asked from you everything that I need." Lilith backed into the shadows of the other adventurers. She would continue to listen, but she had nothing more to say to the elf.
Oh yeah, that's a biggy. I seem to also recall a few movies with such a child being evil. :P
Lilith continues keeping her face hidden beneath her cloak, she speaks up once more. "So this place is akin to a small isolated kingdom of sorts. Am I correct in assuming that, beyond lost treasures, there are also lost libraries and secrets to be discovered? A place cut off from the world for that long..." Her voice was beginning to rise in what could be considered the closest to excited Lilith ever really behaved, but only to stop herself.
Lilith's Knowledge: Knowledge (Arcana): +18 Knowledge (Geography): +14 Knowledge (History: +14 Knowledge (Local): +14 Knowledge (Religion):+14 Knowledge (Nature): +14 All others: +10
Lilith steps forward, hood covering her face. Her voice low and her words short. "I overheard you tell Barune that you've been to Aridia. Start by telling us what sort of place you're bringing us to explore."
Here! I'm pretty sure I'm good to go. Let me know if you feel anything is out of order.
"It's an interesting story indeed. I actually don't know what my surname is, Hearteater is something I picked up in school. Though out of place, it fits me well I believe." Then Lilith grinned. Though she wasn't outwardly or obviously evil, her tendency away from the value of life occasionally shined through her expressions.
"Lilith..." She paused for just a moment, considering how to address introducing herself. "Lilith... Hearteater is my name. Prodigy scholar and expert alchemist at your service. I am on this expedition simply to know what's out there. Not knowing or understanding simply does not sit well with me."
"I'll assume that's not an insult and simply an inquiry. I know more about anything this caravan could possibly face than the whole lot combined. I know a lot about combat, but I'm not as physically apt as some. What of you, then? You don't exactly look like a soldier. A fellow scholar, perhaps? Spellcaster?" Lilith leans back in her chair now. This female was actually entertaining her fancy for intelligent conversation, however shallow it may be at the moment.
"It's a wasted opportunity to learn great things. Wasted on the foolish. If they're wise, it'll be the people who can think that they select. Followed perhaps then by muscle." Speaking out this much was quite unorthodox for Lilith, but it mattered little with the chatter going on, especially when the topic at hand was one of annoyance for her.
"Or unlucky enough, most would have you believe." Lilith spoke up in response to the woman who has remained silent so far. "I think the issue they've had until now is lack of sense, and if the interviewer was any clue, then this caravan is no different. They'll select whoever had the strongest arm or the prettiest eyes and be done with it. It's a gamble if any of us will make it." Despite her words, Lilith was not being pessimistic. She knew that, if anyone deserved to go, it was her. Her tone was more of mocking. Calling out on her contempt for the process as a whole.
Lilith nods. It made sense after-all. If Lilith had been born to look like a child, she would have used it to her advantage frequently. After the halfling stood and walked away, Lilith stood and took her drink to an empty table. She never truly cared for sitting at bars with her back facing the main entrance-way to wherever she happened to be. She also wasn't interested in pushing interactions, so she just eavesdropped, putting down her hood and allowing her long black hair fall around her.
What does this halfling take me for, a fool? Lilith was, at first, offended. Then she considered the implications of the halfling's disguise and was, for all intensive purposes, impressed. She decided to approach it from a neutral standpoint. The halfling was smarter than most, Lilith would give her that. After a moment more of pause, Lilith responded in Elven once again. "Rena llie n' amada amin, Amin hant i' tuup de. Sai kekuel." Elven:
"While you did not fool me, I appreciate the cover up. Very smart." [Roughly] Lilith took another sip of her water, but not before taking a second glance at the halfling. It would be wise to remember her face and voice. She then motions toward the man that had come in with the halfling with a nod of her head. "Naa tanya llie 'atar'?" Elven: "Is that your 'father'?"
Haha, it's okay. I'm here. :P
Lilith sipped from her water. The halfling had been there when she was having her interview conducted. That was interesting and must mean that the halfling also signed up to be a part of the expedition. No matter to Lilith really. Lilith responded in halfling; "La lidnytm ehi ywdir fuizit em oryhdnytyq. Dnyokn, uw U'l ryd lumdegir, Mia, ayo tumkoumit ayohmicw em e snuct, el U zhyrk?", her voice barely above a whisper. Lilith's memory was nearly flawless, she could recall the entire scene. She remembered finding Mia's methods amusing. Halfling: "My methods are often viewed as unorthodox. Though, if I'm not mistaken, Mia, you disguised yourself as a child, am I wrong?"
Interview:
Lilith stood in wait for the interview, her black hood covering her face from the other applicants. It was all a vastly arbitrary process as far as she was concerned. Her interest in Aridia was more important than putting their caravan. To deny her the ability to travel with the caravan would be a death sentence to all of them. She wouldn’t even have to be the one with the bloody blade in the end. Still, though, it was the wishes of the caravan master to interview the adventurers before they are chosen, so she would comply. He was, however unfortunate, in a better position to gather such a caravan than Lilith was and she had decided that she needed to go. However unfortunate.
"Next! Lilith... Hearteater?" It was Lilith’s turn for the interview. From the tone of the interviewer’s voice, Lilith could tell that he was tired from interviewing people and was allowing his emotions overwhelm his natural judgment. What a damn shame, to be honest. Lilith never understood how so many sentient beings could be so prone to abandoning reason for feeling. She walked toward the interviewer’s room, her boots clacking against the stone floor. There weren’t many left waiting to be interviewed, so the sound was amplified by the relative silence of the waiting area. As she walked through the door, Lilith slowly slid down her hood to reveal her jet-black hair, now shining in the sunlight, with the tips of her pointed ears showing from beneath the curtain of darkness. Using her hands, she pulled the full length of her hair from beneath her cloak and let it fall around her head, now revealing her hair to be an impressive length; down to the small of her back. She sat before the interviewer, narrowly missing sitting on her hair, and looking up to the human man. The caravan recruiter took a look at her and shot her a grin. “You definitely don’t seem the warrior type, shorty.” While it was true, Lilith stood shorter than the average human female despite being an elf, she didn’t care for the comment. Peering up at him, she shot a look of hatred at him, but then lowered her initial anger. “You speak, and yet you do not know. It is a class of organism, a type of sentience, that becomes more ignorant as it grows and learns. It is a special breed that has festered its way into society and now has the lot held by its maw. I think you’ll find that I am the stray tooth that breaks the skin of such a practice.” The caravan master, bewildered now, stares for a moment at the elven woman. “I… What’s that supposed to mean?” his tone now one of defensiveness than real inquiry, though it was still obvious that he had no idea what most of what Lilith had said meant. Lilith looks expectantly at the man, clearly no more an intellectual than the common rabble. Honestly, it seems a poor judge of character to choose a person to recruit your men that is no more intelligent than at least you are. Unless, of course, this human was actually somewhere on a similar plane as the elf running this operation in those terms, in which case he is a pathetic excuse for an elf. “While I’m not as great of a warrior as some to whom you have spoken, I have knowledge that is invaluable to your expedition. It would be irrational for you to go into such danger ignorant.” The caravan master was less than enthusiastic with this response. “Yeah? What’s to stop us from taking some books with us? Won’t you feel high and mighty with your big brain being replaced by some books?” he finished out the last part of his sentence breaking into a laugh. “Does your book allow you to speak eight languages and decipher many others in a moment? Perhaps you’d like to flip through a book while your caravan is being attacked by a desert worm to figure out what its weakness is. Further; is your book highly trained in the art of alchemy and can be used to create potions while traveling? If not, I expect to be notified when you are leaving so I can be ready.” Lilith’s voice began to rise a little before the end. She then stood and began making her way out of the interviewer’s room. The caravan master was stunned. Most people coming in for these interviews were kiss-asses, but not this woman. She behaved as if she had an entitlement to be with this caravan. While it was arrogant and arguably foolish, it was different and called back his attention to her. “Wait. Will you at least tell me why you want to go to Aridia so badly?” Lilith paused for a second. “To know.” Then she continued out, putting the hood back over her head. Lilith made her way to the Cold Moonshine Tavern. She knew most places to stay would be full, so she decided to go ahead and make her way there. She wasn't picky about her living conditions, she'd be gone soon enough anyway. She walked up to the bar with her hood still over her head. "The water you would use to make ale. I want some of that water, please." After shooting Lilith a confused look, the barkeep shrugs and complies. Not long after that, a tiny female makes her way over to Lilith and asks to have a seat next to her. Lilith peers at the halfling from beneath her black hood before nodding and receiving her water. Lilith wasn't that interested in interaction, but she was going to be leaving soon and any number of people could be coming with her or not. If she became acquainted and they did end up traveling together, then that could prove useful. If she became acquainted and they didn't end up traveling together, nothing gained and nothing lost.
Understood, DM. I plan on being up late anyway. I know how working late can be.
Alright, good to know. I'll be looking forward to 11 pm tonight (for me). :)
Ahh, I am where Tolus is. I think Shanoskuke is around here some place too, but I might be mistaken.
All sounds good to me, and yes. I would be more than happy to meet anyone who so desires. I feel like that goes ESPECIALLY for Mia. :P
Maybe some lost ancient knowledge or a library of lost secrets waiting to be dug up? That's the sort of thing I'm into. :P EDIT: Sounds awesome, by the way. I like it.
I'm getting excited over here!
Yeah, I got this one from how a different PbP required it be. Took me forever to convert it over, but I'm glad I did.
I second that. I believe all involved would think that's a grand idea. :) EDIT: @Adina Oh, if you were talking about my stat block, I could copy paste it to you with the codes and all that so you could just replace my filler. Not sure if I was who you were referring to, but I'm always willing to lend a hand if I can.
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