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Very sorry to hear that. If life settles down and lets you start again, I think you know where you can find some interested players.

All the best to you and everyone at the table.

Peace.

It's not something that can be fixed. The server that stored the session information corresponding to those cookies took a hit during a storm. It's not coming back.

So new cookies is the only way to go. Who wants old cookies, anyway?

Little Dove would only be able to use Sending via UMD; the other two are on her spell list, so she would like to feed one clairvoyance to Ivory to gain that. Dimension door is already available to her.

Daeshna's character sheet does not show a cloak of any kind and pretty low Fort and Will compared to the rest of the party, so I nominate our feline friend for the cloak.

Benefit of a build at higher levels, I have a cloak +2, so I will pass unless everyone else already has a cloak +3. Can anyone else use scrolls? Otherwise, there's not a lot there that Little Dove has much reason to claim.

Little Dove keeps an eye on the skeletons for any signs that they might animate. She follows the lead of the others.

Little Dove looks at Ivory, clicks her tongue a few times, and shakes her head. "I'm sure I do not know. We will aid as best we can."

The tiny human woman watches this with a bemused expression, half expecting the dwarf to actually accomplish the task of moving the massive plug. She's very careful not to react when he surrenders, turning to look at the newly-chosen path.

May it indeed. Cheers, all, hoping you find peace and joy in the Christmas season - however you choose to celebrate, if you choose to celebrate.

Glad to hear they are well. I get nervous when people suddenly stop posting...

Little Dove pulls an unstrung bow from her quiver - a bow that couldn’t possibly have fit within the container, yet there it is - and strings it. Drawing an arrow from the quiver, she takes up a position similar to Donnell’s.

Her concern for her people is evident as she looks at the Shoanti observers, at the blue disk, and toward the ceiling... but she says nothing aloud.

Little Dove looks around the room they find themselves in, noting the others in her party are unconcerned with the darkness. Nodding to herself, she touches her amulet and says a word, causing it to glow like a torch.

Casting light.

Little Dove looks around the chamber for iconography and symbols of the thrallkeepers.

What are the lighting conditions like down here - I presume the glowing column of blue light provides some light, but that there's precious little light otherwise. I've forgotten who else might be carrying light at this point, but I can provide dancing lights or light if need be.

"I can bring magic to bear tomorrow to see if the whip holds any surprises for us. I'm not skilled with this particular weapon - who's interested in using it?"

Little Dove is ready to jump down when you are.

Little Dove hands over the whip and accepts it back when The Fox is through looking at it. She raises an eyebrow at dropping an unlit torch into the hole, but waits to see what he learns from the tactic.

"Thank you, Daeshna."

Returned to the floor, the little witch studies the weapon in her hands some more. She finally shakes her head and looks up.

"I can feel power in it, but the nature of it... escapes me. I will reconsider it tomorrow."

She will not refuse anyone else an opportunity to study the whip, she just assumes it is her task to complete.

Looping the whip into a convenient circle, she hangs it from her hip Indiana Jones-style, naturally.

She nods, "Indeed it is. I am curious why this whip is here after all these years. What does it mean? Can someone give me a boost or hand the whip down to me? It's a bit out of my reach." Little Dove is a very small human woman, so I am making assumptions.

She doesn't look at Krojun, knowing his role is only to observe.

Little Dove's frown of concentration changes slightly to one of frustration. She mutters under her breath and shakes her head. As she starts to turn away, Ivory chitters something, causing her to stop.

How tall is the statue/how tall do I need to be to reach the whip?

"Krojun, the whip appears to be a separate item. Are we able to make use of it or is that offensive to the ancestors? My knowledge of what lies within these walls is limited."

I just got here, but I look forward to seeing you again and hearing that things are better in your world. Peace.

Her focus is quite evident, but she doesn't hear Donnell's remark.

Little Dove focuses on the whip, concentrating to glean more information from the weapon’s aura.

Little Dove stands next to the halfling, sharing what insights she has on what they see in the room. Narrative of the auto-aid.

I don’t know how you want to handle this, but I will happily defer to the plans of the original team members. I have at least +10 in those skills, so I can automatically aid those three checks and would do so unless you want me to roll the attempt. She’s not inclined to take the lead, generally, it’s not her way, so aiding matches her inclinations.

She nods, "I was referring to the more immediate goal, yes. This assassin is probably skilled in techniques of freeing herself from her bonds. If you care to retain her, someone should be set to watch over her." She shrugs, "But that is not my place to say, merely my opinion. Where do you intend to search next?"

Little Dove dismisses his remark with, "He is here to observe. That is not his preferred role."

"Tell me, now that the immediate known danger is past, what do you know of your goal so far? What are you to do next?"

Indeed there is. They started trials on it once previously and stopped when someone got terribly ill. After stopping the trial and investigating, they found that he had received a dose of placebo - so the vaccine wasn't what cause his distress.

So they have started their trials once more and are seeing some pretty amazing results as far as efficacy. There are actually four different vaccines in phase three trials currently in the U.S. A fifth is supposed to be at that stage in Great Britain shortly.

Amazing what humans can accomplish when they put their minds to it and people are willing to spend the money. Usually, it's to make war on one another, so this is rather refreshing.

The tiny Shoanti woman smiles, amused at Thod’s blunt observation. ”I learned your language and others from the holy men of other cultures where I learned the healing arts. I realized later that these learned men do not speak like the average member of the culture,” she shrugs, ”But it is what I learned.”

Don’t forget to record the 37 points of healing you received, Thod.

Little Dove listens to the conjecture about the hit squad and offers, ”One would expect that her continued presence here means that you’ve taken away her means of escape. And if they expect to learn from a defeat, they must have some way of recording the event or they would lose all of their team and learn nothing - perhaps scrying on their team as they engage? Perhaps they listen as we talk right now and she continues to serve them in her capture. You say some got away?” She doesn’t seem concerned that they are speaking in front of the captive.

"Dwarf, your name is Thod? Allow me to mend some of your wounds. Your challenges are not yet complete."

Assuming Thod allows, Little Dove will use her healing hex and a cure moderate wounds on him.

Healing Hex: 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (2, 8) + 10 = 20

CMW: 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (4, 3) + 10 = 17

Not terrible, but not great...

Should I start acting as the healer or do you have plans for a hand-off, GM Spiderbeard?

"I am of the Skoan-quah. The young boneslayers you left at the entrance are my brothers - members of my quah. I have no foreknowledge of what lies within this structure, so my presence is not an impediment to your reward. I am merely another member of your party, if you will have me. Your mission is important to my quah and so I come to represent them."

Little Dove is a young Shoanti woman of slight build. Her tone and attitude belie her age. Her hair and eyebrows are stark white and her dress appears to be a made of a soft white leather. The dress is decorated with stitching and beadwork including many different symbols. Similarly, her hands and arms are covered with tattoos of skulls, bones, and other runes.

Little Dove bows slightly, "Thousand Bones sent me. He told me that you have a formidable healer among you, but one cannot have the aid of too many gods. I have come to lend my talents - which I can assure you are more than those of the young pups that accompanied you from my quah, strong though they may be."

She looks at the dwarf, "You fight fiercely. I see you are injured. I would offer to help with your wounds if it does not offend your healer." She glances at the apparent cleric of the group for his assent.

Little Dove faces Krojun and replies, "I am here because the Korvosan witch wears the Fangs of Kazavon. These tshamek have aided the quah and now come to the people for knowledge. Elder Thousand Bones seeks to aid them in their conflict with the witch, as do I. I find it surprising to see you aiding them, but it is a welcome surprise. How do you find yourself in their company?"

How did the other Shoanti enter the chamber without using light?

The young Shoanti woman muses aloud, "Perhaps I can help him help himself."

Reaching toward the grappled barbarian, she holds her hand just so...

No move. Granting the fortune hex for Thod. Each round, you may roll 2d20 and take the better roll. Technically, you are supposed to declare in advance which roll you will use it for, but I don't know how one would adjudicate that in play-by-post. Without any other action on my part, this will last two rounds, but I'm hoping to cackle to extend it.

I assume you will be cool with this, but Little Dove purchased some scrolls to augment her spell selection and I rolled the spellcraft checks to be able to add them to Ivory's repertoire.

However, since we hadn't discussed them, I didn't actually add them to Ivory or delete the scrolls yet. Are you OK with my doing so?

We were in the hallway north of the pits, but I don't see us now and I'm not sure where Thod is currently located.

Well. I see that if I travel around much with her, I will have to be quick on my feet to keep her on hers.

Little Dove hustles along behind the swashbuckler, trying to evaluate the health of the figure held by the tentacle. He seems to be holding his own, but he's hurt...

Little Dove is inclined to be more cautious, but will follow the swashbuckler's lead.

"I think we will have to retrace our steps. Perhaps those young brothers of mine could force the door, but I cannot."

Little Dove looks at the door dubiously, but she gamely gives it a shove.

Strength: 1d20 ⇒ 7

The capybara audibly snickers as she positions herself for the shove.

She give him a sidelong glance and mock-scowls

Little Dove nods and follows the lithe figure, considering her options and watching the figures on the far pit.

Moved her a single move action on the map.

Ah, thank you for the clarifications!

The Shoanti girl looks at her new companion. "Sounds like they have run into trouble. Anything you need to tell me about how you approach a fight? I'm much more healer than warrior, so I will try not to get too close."

As she says this, she readies her bow, casts light on an arrow, and fits it to her bowstring.

Daeshna, care to lead?

If there is literally no light present - I didn't know if the attackers also have darkvision, but I certainly do not - I will provide dancing lights, pushing them farther away in hopes of backlighting the combat and doing less to give away the position of the witch and the swashbuckler.

Do the combatants not have light already in place?

For the record, Little Dove has cast (and shared) Mage Armor as part of her preparations for the day. Her AC and Ivory's AC reflect this.

"Your trespass is no more egregious than that of the four you seek. The feat they seek to accomplish..." She shakes her head slightly and changes what she was about to say, "If you knew the facts of the Thrallkeepers, you might not consider this holy ground. I would share this road with you. Let us see where it leads."

For a 'native', you notice that Little Dove speaks Common fluently and she is clearly more comfortable with you, an outlander, than the four warriors are.

Little Dove nods at Ahalak’s explanation. ”I came when I heard of your errand in hopes that I could make sure you returned to the clan alive for future glory and not dead with no further tales to tell. It is good that they consider your welfare, for you are more than, as the tshamek say, ‘cannon fodder’ to us. Now I will see what I can do to help them continue their tale. Tell the ... Amurran and I where to find the other tshamek.”

She beckons the cloaked outlander to approach. ”I am called Little Dove in the shared tongue. It is a suitable name. You are,” she pauses to replay the name in her mind, ”Daeshna? It is good to find allies along the road. Let us find the others together.”

These are my clan-mates? Assuming so...

Little Dove speaks as she moves between the boneslayers and the stranger.

"Ts'o'ok in venido ts'aik áantaj. Ba'axten ka p'áatal way en vez de wáantik le extraños.Táankelem, baje le arco."

She fixes the bow-wielder with a steely glare. Her tone is that of a older sister or even a mother though she appears to be much the same age as they - perhaps younger.

In common, she calls out, "My brothers can justify their suspicions of outlanders, cloaked one. Stay your hand and there need not be violence."

When they are at a speaking distance, she adds, "Those you seek are the ones I seek, as well. Brothers, where are the tshamek? Why are you not at their side?"

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So excited!!

*grin*

I’m sure something could be done, but for story purposes, I’ll stick with my Ivory.

Love the kinkajou! The creature I was thinking of was the agouti, I believe. But I want a kinkajou familiar, now, no two ways about it. Just need to figure out how an arboreal creature showed up in the Cinderlands...

Welcome aboard and all that. I'll save the in-character RP for when you formally join the group.

Absolutely! I'm just playing around.

A tiny human woman (or tall, thin halfling female) faces you. Her black eyes seem much older than the child's face they peer out of. She has show white hair and eyebrows and wears a white dress of what appears to be a very soft leather. The dress is decorated with stitching and beadwork. She bows slightly and in clear Common, says, "Be welcome, my cousins! I am Little Dove of the Skoan-Quah, shaman in training."

Tattoos of runes, skulls, and bones adorn her arms and hands where the dress does not cover them. A white capybara with what appears to be a tiny white leather harness perches precariously on her left shoulder, studying you with decidedly not-unintelligent eyes. When you look away, you swear it snorted and blew a smoke ring at you. "And this rude one is Ivory."

I think she's done. There's some bookkeeping details to finalize with DM Spiderbeard, but she's complete enough to play, I just need to know how and when she joins the action. And what she knew - her spell selection would probably see adjustment if she was forewarned.