Lofnaiali feels some accomplishment at finally nicking one of the pugwampi. ”If you don’t run I’m going to turn you into an ugly pincushion.”
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Lofnaiali also fires an arrow only to have it miss the target as well.
Lofnaiali feels a wave of pin pricks flood her face into a scarlet haze. A smile uncurled the edges of her lips like a scroll. Well that was an introduction like no other my love! She grinned much like when she was younger. She waved a hennaed hand at Heshan ”Pleasure to meet you! We are the rescuers of goats, destroyers or old buildings and gnoll slayers.” She gives a wink at Manuun and Ohrmizd.
”By the gods!” Lofnaiali exclaims as she prepares to cast a healing spell.
”Manuun Ohrmizd! Lofnaiali calls out as she nocks an arrow and prepares to fire.
After witnessing the spectacle with the balcony, Lofnaiali began to tread as carefully as she could afraid that anything else could collapse around her. [b]“Ohrmizd I’m glad you are alright!”[\b] She was afraid he could have have gotten hurt...or worse. She nodded at Ohrmizd when he mentioned exploring the structure, a welcomed break from hunting those foul creatures. Lofnaiali could use a bit of the wine he mentioned as well. Hopefully it hasn’t turned to vinegar from sitting in a cellar too long. She calls out to Tahlumilali and Manuun [b]”perhaps it is best you un perch yourself like good little pigeons before you fall through it too!”[\b]
Lofnaiali nocks and fires another arrow at the remaining pugwampi only to miss once again.
Lofnaiali is kept on her toes anticipating the dreaded creatures. She tries to steady her breath while she readies another arrow. With one swift move she reaches back and feels for the fletching of another arrow from her quiver. She pulls it out quickly and nocks it to her string. She takes a soft step forward to see if she can spot any movement. Lofnaiali ignored the burning in her fingertips from the last shot she drew and fired. She made sure not to lose sight of Tahlumilali or her fellow party members.
If its approved. New build using the bow: Lofnaiali Auvreaanea Female elf spiritualist (phantom blade) 1 (Pathfinder Player Companion: Psychic Anthology 4, Pathfinder RPG Occult Adventures 72) CG Medium humanoid (elf) Init +6; Senses low-light vision; Perception +5 -------------------- Defense -------------------- AC 15, touch 13, flat-footed 12 (+2 armor, +3 Dex) hp 9 (1d8+1) Fort +3, Ref +4, Will +2; +2 vs. enchantments Immune sleep -------------------- Offense -------------------- Speed 30 ft. (20 ft. in armor) Ranged Naia +5 (1d8/×3) Special Attacks spell combat Spiritualist (Phantom Blade) Spells Known (CL 1st; concentration +1) . . 0 (at will)—detect magic, detect psychic significance[OA], grave words[OA], read magic -------------------- Statistics -------------------- Str 10, Dex 18, Con 12, Int 16, Wis 10, Cha 10 Base Atk +0; CMB +0; CMD 14 Feats Spell Focus (conjuration) Traits gnoll killer, warrior of old Skills Acrobatics +2 (-2 to jump), Heal +4, Knowledge (arcana) +7, Knowledge (religion) +7, Perception +5, Sense Motive +6, Spellcraft +7 (+9 to identify magic item properties); Racial Modifiers +2 Perception, +2 Spellcraft to identify magic item properties Languages Common, Draconic, Elven, Gnoll, Sylvan SQ elven magic, phantom blade: alertness, phantom blade: phantom touch, phantom blade: telepathy, phantom blade: weapon of the mind Combat Gear blain bane (3); Other Gear bone studded leather, backpack, canvas (10'x10'.), scarf[UE], signal whistle, waterskin (4), 83 gp, 5 sp -------------------- Special Abilities -------------------- Elven Immunities - Sleep You are immune to magic sleep effects. Elven Magic +2 to spellcraft checks to determine the properties of a magic item. Low-Light Vision See twice as far as a human in dim light, distinguishing color and detail. Phantom Blade: Alertness (Ex) Gain Alertness when wielding or harboring phantom weapon. Phantom Blade: Phantom Touch (Ex) Constant ghost touch. Instead of breaking, weapon harbored in consciousness for 1 day. Phantom Blade: Telepathy (Su) The spiritualist can telepathically communicate with his phantom blade if it is worn or held. Phantom Blade: Weapon of the Mind (Ex) 1 min store weapon in mind and gain unarmed strike enhance, full-rd to re-manifest blade. Spell Combat (Ex) Use a weapon with one hand at -2 and cast a spell with the other. Spell Focus (Conjuration) Spells from one school of magic have +1 to their save DC. --------------------
This way we can cover more roles and of course I would have just said she was skilled with the longbow and never have mentioned the curve blade she didn't carry. spiritualist phantom blade doesn't allow spell combat with ranged weapons the only way to do both would be to switch to magus at level 2. Fluff wise nothing changes but her combat abilities will change. Bladebound eldritch archer would be cool, but since I did use cure light wounds once it would probably be better if I left the ability to cast that spell.
Ok so Havoc and me have been thinking about the party roles conversation. I have an idea for Lofnaiali it requires a slight rebuild for her but it mostly stays the same at least as far as 1st level are concerned. Phantom Blades have no restrictions on the type of weapon the phantom blade is I could select a long bow as my weapon and from level 2 and onward I would go magus eldritch archer. The only thing I would have to change for now would be my stats and my phantom blade.
Lofnaiali makes a quick pass with her hands as a shimmer of light appears before her laying down over her shoulders and then dissapearing. She then moves closer towards the pugwampi sword at the ready.
Lofnaiali nodded in agreement with Tahlumilali. “I was raised following Our mother of Graves, but my grandmother always taught me that there can be no night without first having sun. I have a deep respect for Sarenrae, without her there is no balance or warmth in the land of the dead. ”She lowered her eyes for a moment. She fixed her gaze on the ruins once more, “it is this way of thinking that made my family outliers in elven society. Although this opened a box of discrimination against us, I regretted none of it. It let me connect with people beyond my own race.”
Lofnaiali felt a pang of sorrow seeing the temple in such disrepair. She understood how important a temple could be for a person. For a moment the scent of incense laced with chants danced through her memories. Grandmother... her hand traced the hilt of her blade gently. She memorized every groove and dent with her finger tips. She stoops down and rakes her fingers into the soil for a moment as if searching for traces of it’s former glory. Lofnaiali stands up and turns to Soraya and Ohrmizd “I am sorry that the sun has set on the house of your goddess. Maybe one day the sun may rise again on this temple. I know how special these places are.” She gives them a warm and sympathetic smile.
”Give them a chance I’m sure they’ll grow on you. Soraya do you know what kind of general layout we should expect at the monastery?” She says smiling at her husband’s antics.
I am off for today, lets give Tahli a chance to catch up. You two are about to be bona-fide goat wranglers and cactus hoppers! And I just wanted to say both havoc (Tahlumilali) and me are from Spain as well. Zaragoza for me and Aranjuez for him. So it was really cool to hear that we have a player from Spain.
Lofnaiali looks up at Manuun with a very serious expression that shifts into a grin, ”well , I guess you and Tahlumilali are off to find the goat with all the answers, I must say this is a first.” she hoped to break up the tension in the party. She knew it was going to be no easy task. She flashed a smile at her husband. ”Can’t wait to make this our legacy my love!”
Afraid to get anyone into trouble, Lofnaiali thanked the cleric, but decided to part from him and join the others. Upon seeing her husband’s face she couldn’t help but feel more at ease. She hoped maybe they already might have an idea as to what happened. B]”Tahlumilali, any new leads?”[/b]
I was going to use grave words but since so much time has passed and to keep everything moving I’m going to drop that line of thought and rejoin the rest of the group.
Lofnaiali glances over to Tahlumilali to gather some strength, then back over father Zastorian. The nauseating scent of burnt flesh, dust and smoke clung to the air descending her into a sea of painful memories. With a deep breath she resurfaces to her current reality. ”Father Zastorian, might I ask you something,” Lofnaiali understood that not all are open to the idea of what she was about to offer, but nevertheless she proceeded with slight apprehension. ”I have a gift to hear the voices of the departed. I may be able to get some answers as to what transpired. May I have your permission to attempt this? I can assure it will not harm the body or the spirit.” She carefully caressed her bone bracelet, tracing the worn edges with her fingertips. A habit she picked up in life to comfort herself.
Lofnaiali finds stillness in the chaos by taking a deep breath and assessing the sight before her. Hey eyes scan the ground and finds a woman badly burned. She immediately jumps into action scrambling over to the lady. She opens her hands and places her palms on the woman’s torso and forehead. Lofnaiali can see her spirit still inside her injured body, ”I lend my strength that you may be whole, house of bones please do not evict this spirit!” Lofnaiali feels her own life force come through her palms and jump to the downed woman like a small bolt of lightning. If she could at least stabilize her, she might have a fighting chance.
Although grateful for the wine, Lofnaiali declines to drink in order to keep her senses sharp. She carefully cradles a clay cup of fragrant black tea between hennaed palms enjoying the heat that radiated through. The sound of the soft clinking of her hammered silver bangles grounded her. Her kohl lined eyes met with Tahlumilali’s taking a pause from subtly observed the others around her and her husband. Hearing Garaval announce his selection Lofnaiali lifts her cup to him and the others. ”We look forward to working with you all.” Once Garaval left she glanced over at Tahlumilali with a glimmer of excitement. She gently nudged his thigh with her knee, and gave him a grin. She noticed the awkward attempt at flirting between the two members of her new crew and gulped a large amount of tea to silence a possible giggle.
She ducks her head and playfully bumps her shoulder into her husband at his introduction. ”Hello I’m Lofnaiali I’m skilled in using the curve blade I carry and I’m also able to cast a few simple spells to help out we are also both well versed in the activities of the gnoll we may encounter.” The small woman’s words take a sharp turn as she mentions gnoll and her husband's hand lays comfortingly on her shoulder pulling her close. ”This one has less emotions than me and I died years ago.” Naia quips in her mind bringing a soft smile to her lips.
Hello again my backstory is updated in profile. I'll be a phantom blade spiritualist.
Hi here is a rough draft of my character I'll work on the history in a bit I had a full backstory...but it seems to have run off.
Diplomacy: "Look we are here to help just like you. My husband here lost his parents to gnoll we understand what has happened to you. So if there is anything anything at all that you are holding back for any reason could you please tell us." Lofnaiali says to Dashki in response to Auri's telepathic message.
I am doing just fine my Grádhán. Lofnaiali places her hand snugly into Tahlumilali's hand. She looks at the dragon with a large smile. Ah yes I remember you speaking about your friend. Lofnaiali stares at the small dragon with wonder and delight. She never did cast her eyes upon such a magnificent little dragon. While looking at him, she had to resist asking if she could touch his wings. She couldn't help but marvel at their scaly friend. She heard some about the dragon, but never could quite imagine what it would have looked like. A large grin etched on her face as she watched the little one stretch.She couldn't help it, it was her normal woman's nature to like small cute things. I am very happy to finally meet you!
I'm fine with Auri having oracle levels. There are enough different oracle mysteries to easily have very different roles.
Tahlumilali or perception 20 and understand elvish:
She couldn't help but lean over and hug him. She always found his grouchy moods amusing and adorable.
"My dear fear céile, he is probably just excited and got a little loud. Poor soul is just happy to be here I recon." A small snort escapes her mouth right before a giggle was unleashed from her throat. She leans over and pats Tahlumilali's arm. Tahlumilali or perception 20: Don't go thinking I never noticed you or your lovely display with your sword play. Nothing you do goes unnoticed by me.
More or less done. Just need traits and fluff.
MUAHAHAHAHA! I HAVE MY HISTORY UP! Sorry folks for taking so long. Hope you like my history, my blasted interweb was being a wretch and it finally came back from the realm of the dead and decided to grace my computer with its presence. So I guess I will do the classic yet efficient greeting...
Hello, this is cyra, I went ahead and signed in. I would like to play a rogue. -m in for the ride.
Hey do you have a rogue yet, if you don't can I take the spot as rogue?
Is this enough information or would you like a little bit more? Thank you.
Well I can definitely tell everyone is excited to see how this game is going to roll, hope this game lasts a long time. I thought I read something earlier about killing elven families? I agree, with Dice, elven babies are way too cute lol...Now orc or uh troll babies...that's a whole other story.
Could the two bladed short sword from the arms and armor be accepted as a possible weapon if I asked really nice? Or we could just run the two bladed scimitar as weapon finesseable....since it is masterwork and it works with my history already.
This character is ready and waiting on dm's approval. Background pending. |