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Lo'Rai looks past Ishingka and Ronan, her staff aimed at a skeleton to the south. "Look out!" She raises her staff, saying a few words in an ancient archaic language before a bolt of energy fires from her staff, weaving its way around Ishingka and Ronan before striking the skeleton in a small burst of magic.
Lo'Rai looks like she's about burst from excitement! "We get...to participate...in ancient rituals!?" She jumps up and down excitedly, then smacks herself on the cheek. "Get a hold of yourself!" She shakes her head to clear her thoughts, pulling out her notebook. "What ritual are we going to recreate? What incantations or somatic components? Perhaps extra materials?"
Staying quiet during the Minotour's rampage, Lo'Rai quickly moves with the group into the cave. "Oh, I hope she'll be alright...Ooh! I'd like this please!" She grabs up the white wand with red flaming carvings on it. "Burning Hands. Low tier, wide range, sets things on fire! She knew how to pack, that's for sure." Pocketing the wand, Lo'Rai takes her place in the middle of the group, keeping a little bit away from the wasp. She still doesn't trust that thing.
"That would be my brother." Lo'Rai steps over a tree root, her once beautiful white and black robes now covered in mud and leaves. "Brute thinks that studying is something you do after your target has stopped breathing." She sighs, shaking her head. "Too bad he tried to break the wrong target." Looking ahead and behind, Lo'Rai raises a question. "How long a journey are we expecting? Assuming we're not slowed down by the forest."
Lo'Rai lets out a shrill scream at the appearence of the giant ticks. Wasps the size of a large dog she could handle. Ticks the size of a large dog? Nine Rings of Hell no!! Spinning her staff and quickly muttering in an arcane language, she points her staff at the two bugs fighting next to her. Bugs need to die!! Fortunately her subconscious mind kept her from launching an arcane missile at her ally, the wasp. The tick, on the other hand, gets struck with a guided bolt of arcane power.
Lo'Rai finds herself both fascinated and disgusted by the forest. It's humid, yet full of life. It's something not seen in a cityscape, yet it's full of things that want to kill her and make her into a nice meal. "When this finishes, I'll happily be out of this forest at least." She jumps a little bit towards Simon when a fly buzzes in front of her face, her quarterstaff raised to fight it off. She flushes and goes back to her place in the march. This is no place for a scholar...
Lo'Rai goes about her daily study, a few chalk lines on the floor to help her concentration. Her book floats before her, her staff standing up on it's own as she focuses her innate power into her spell casting abilities. When she joins the group, her usual black and white robe has switched sides. What was black is white and what was white is black. It's a trade secret. "Good morrow, friends. I feel confident about this venture."
Did some research and found [rul=http://pathfinder.wikia.com/wiki/Ezren]this[/url], which is Ezren's Wiki page. His father was a heretic in the eyes of the Church of Abadar, and when he spent most of his adult life trying to refute the charges, he instead found evidence of guilt. His dissatisfaction with family, religion, and government left him precious little to trust but his own intellect... This says he doesn't have or want ties to anyone or anything apart from himself, so that in turn implies he wouldn't want a relationship with anyone. I hope this clears things up just a touch.
I hope I don't cross a line with this train of thought/behind-the-scenes post. When I had originally made Lo'Rai, I was gonna place her under a specific category that publishers for Pathfinder had done for all of the Iconics. In order to appeal to more people, they made all of the Iconics bisexual(ironically, the wizard's backstory makes such a claim questionable since he doesn't have a family and he hates the gods). They also stated that Merisiel, the rogue, is actually more inclined toward women. I had planned to make Lo'Rai gay and make her ever so subtly swoon for the female in the party with the highest Cha. Incidentally, that would be Ishingka. However, Simon is making this kinda difficult, and now I'm thinking she's just bisexual with lesbian tendencies. Again, I hope this train of thought hasn't offended anyone. For Ishingka:
And personally, I like the tusks and green skin. For Simon: Lo'Rai is also 9 years older than Simon, just a heads up.
Her eyes seem to grow bigger as they grow wider () in joy at the suggestion of seeing a book with information from generations ago. "I'd love to!" And then she realizes there are, in fact, other people in the room with agendas other than bookkeeping. Regaining her composure, Lo'Rai addresses the group. "So then, we have a few up-front martial fighters, a couple of spell casters of varying ability, and a large....bug....for....something....sorry, I don't normally think of insects as allies." "I suggest we reconvene at a later time to make for our escapade. Perhaps stock up on some supplies and gear."
Just a note, when I read Simon's posts his voice to me is Dante Basco and I think it fits the character. Kinda cocky, a little self-righteous, and invincible (or so he thinks).
Lo looks up from her own scroll of notes when Simon looks to her. "I haven't yet, but I am looking forward to it. Apparently there's notes in the margins from a higher ranking scholar. Can you confirm this?" "My name is Lo'Rai Sheredon. I was born and raised here in Absolom by my father, an orc that went by the name of Hefty. He was a worker in the construction business until an accident put him on bedrest for too long. I took up the mantle of house worker, when we found I had a knack for reading magic scrolls. Instantly my father put me up as an apprentice for a librarian, and a few years later, I found myself working with the Archive in their Mundane Magic Scrolls wing. It's a living." Seeing the cat appear from nowhere, Lo'Rai is fascinated. "Where did you come from?" Noting the whispy look of the hair and the fact that the cat's skin is the same color as the tattoo on Simon (that is no longer there) Lo proclaims "You're a Tattoo Familiar, aren't you?" She looks to Simon. "I've heard of Tattoo Sorcerers before, but never met one. How does your innate magic manifest into something physical without breaking the metamagical field? Can you apply a tattoo to another person and have them be able to cast it?" Lo'Rai pulls out another scroll, this one with notes on it and sketches regarding magical applications to uncommon magical effects. She's pretty much forgotten the reason she came here and almost ignores the rest of the team as they speak.
With a stumble and clutter of fallen books and scrolls, Lo'Rai falls into the room, trying in vain to gather her stuff before being noticed. Yeah, like that'll happen. "Sorry I'm late...fell asleep at my desk..." Lo'Rai takes her place at the table, listening to the introduction and explanation of their mission. "Sounds fairly straightforward. I'm Lo'Rai, scribe and scholar. Pleased to meet you all." Gathering her things yet again, Lo stands, ready to begin her adventure.
When the wasp enters the room, Lo jumps with a screech, her decorated quarterstaff jumping to her hands. She calms a little when she sees the gnome give it commands. "Oh...you've trained it. Sorry, just...bugs scare me." She sits back down, still keeping her quarterstaff in hand. "Pleased to meet you. I'm Lo'Rai, scribe and scholar."
"And a good day to you too." She notes the man's unusual movements, but doesn't think it important. She returns to her studies, realizing that she has been the only person of their group to speak. Still, another's mannerisms is their business, and who was she to pry in another's disposition? "So how did you two get invited here? I received an invitation from a superior, but that was it just me."
A young and skinny woman with green skin and pointed teeth enters the back room of the inn, noting she is the first one here. She is dressed in simple yet fine robes of black and white, her black hair tied back into a neat ponytail. "Well hello. I thought I would be the first one here. Guess not." She sets her books down, keeping her staff within arms reach as she opens a dusty tome entitled Magicks and the History of Alchemy.
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