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So, I hate to say this but with no real end in sight I'm sadly doing this to my faster moving games. I just can't keep up with the when I'm likely only able to get on once a week. Thus I think it is time to finally admit it myself that I need to step out of them so I don't hold up a spot for someone else...
"So then the quest is to find someone who can destroy it, from this Radovan, and if we're lucky he might be able to give us something that would let us carry the blade once we know who or what to take it to?" Methada asked, making sure she understood what was needed.
With the final ghoul taken care of, Methada looked to the others. "Impressive." She stated to Gunner and Aterro with a slight smile.
Yeah... I mean my grandfather has had an incredible life! He's 103 years old, or well would be as of July this year, lived through WW1 and WW2 while being in WW2 himself. Married only one woman his whole life, had four kinds, many grandkids, several great-grandkids, and after grandma pass remained in the same house for well still, and has been able to live on his own this whole time. Dad brings him soups and such to eat as he doesn't eat much. Even with all that... I don't want to say goodbye. I know I need to, and I'm really worried about how this will effect my dad. They're very close, and you know that one day you'll have to... bury your parents but... that doesn't mean you want to... or that it is easy. And my dad has already had so much happen in the past year and a half. I just worry...
Methada narrowed her sight unto one of the ghoul creatures before she let two arrows fly.
So, I got a bit of bad news today, my grandfather is in the hospital. His lung keeps filling with fluid and they found a mass at the bottom. The filling of his lung isn't treatable... and we're not sure about the mass yet. But they have begun to speak about hospice care... his time is limited... So it is very likely I might vanish for a few days, if that be to help take care of him or to be there to say goodbye.
Methada turned, taking an arrow from her quiver, and taking up a position with the others. "Gentlemen, lets hold the line." Methada said. "Vrindel! What do you see?" She called up to him.
"If we get back to the grove then Vashrin and I can fly her anywhere." Methada pointed out. "Trevor, I believe we'd be able to outfly anything that is coming after her if we leave for Vashrin now."
Take care and be safe! We'll be here!
Methada gave a small smile when Gunnar said that he remembered her. "That's good at least." She chuckled. "Wait, Vrindel." Methada said as she moved to the trollkin. "Do you remember the parts of this place we already went through? Do you think if we take her back there we might be able to help her better?" She asked.
"Wait... I know him!" Methada exclaimed with a laughed. She stepped up and slapped the dwarf on the back grinning "Gunnar!" The shadow fae said with a pleased smile. "We met a year or so back at the Bloody Cutlass, played a game of darts and the cheapskate didn't want to pay up! Tried to say I cheated! Me! Gunnar here was there that night, got me my winnings which got him a drink!"
Methada watched Trevor and she couldn't help but feel sad, but she nodded understanding that their time together was at an end. "Goodbye" With the dwarf's appearance Methada just raised an eyebrow. "Uhm... hello."
Methada froze as she felt the girl's power flow into her mind. The flood of memories and the taking of her own made her lock up for a while till the girl began to shout.
"There! Look there!" Methada pointed case of holy water under the pit of the alter. She quickly moved to get one of the bottles. [b]"Here, here will this help?" Methada asked as she handed the girl one of the bottles.
Greeting! I too am a newbie, so you are in welcoming company here!
Welcome!!
I actually learned this lesson the hard way. Since then when I come into a game as a new character to a already made group I play a much more go with the flow character till she gets use to being with the group. Is this why your posts are so pinpoint? Yes, yes it is! XD
Methada pulled her cloak off and slowly approached the young girl. "Here, we're not going to hurt you. Just want to give you this." And slowly Methada got closer to wrap the girl up in her cloak. However she paused when she noticed Wrath speaking with this Aterro. "Huh..." She began. "A friend I take it?" She asked the group, "Who didn't die..?" Methada questioned trying to get a hold on the situation.
Sadly my friends have either reached their game cap or don't really care for the system...
"Would either of those options keep us from... apparently, having shared dreams..?" Methada asked, obviously rather unnerved. "Just uha, you know asking..." However she stopped when she heard a women crying. "Forget my first questions. Does anyone else hear that?" She asked.
I'm unsure she's processed that yet. She was a normal soldier till you all dragged her into all this! XD
I can ask if any of my friends wish to join. I am not sure which ones have played this game before but I will ask.
"The fey I was mistaken for you mean?" Methada asked "You all asked me to join, so I will follow your lead. I trust you after all." She added with a small smirk, "Do you believe it is right?"
"....I'm not going to need to clean my quiver am I?" Methada teasingly asked when she saw how Trevor was holding it.
"I don't have that... but.." Methada began as she took off her quiver. "You can use my quiver Trevor." She offered as she handed it over. Most of the arrows where gone so there was some room.
"Is it safe to be carried?" Methada asked.
Methada jumped and rolled out of the way of the falling rocks. "This place is coming down!" She called out to the others. The blinding light filled the room... then the quaking begins again and fear of more falling rocks keeps Methada's eyes up towards the crumbling roof. However it seemed nothing more came down, and all went quiet. "What just happened?" She asked.
"Poisoned!?" Methada sounded rather worried when Wraith brought it up. "You should tell us when you're suffering, we can't help if we don't know." She said.
"A bit of pain, but I can still move." Methada answered as she dusted herself off. "Yes, with that thing still up there we can't go back up, and it might try to bring the ceiling down to get to us." She agreed. "Trevor, are you still having trouble catching your breath?" Methada asked.
"No..." Methada groaned as she tried to get up, her whole body sore. "We jumped down after you like we said we would." She explained. "Sword? Don't touch got it..... What have you found?" Methada asked.
Unable to find a place to hide Methada went with the second idea, jumping down after the other two. She had promised she'd be right behind them after all.
"Go! We'll be right behind you!" Methada called back as she swung at the shadow creature once more.
"Good for you." Methada called back to Wraith as she attacked the creature once more.
Methada took a solid hit from both attack, crying out in pain before she pulled her blade from her hip and turned her attention upon the creature.
FINALLY!!! I cannot express how annoying that was, though I'm sure you all know.
"Gone again." Methada said with an annoyed sigh. "Lets see about moving these stones for now I guess." She stated before she moved take a look at the situation. "Trevor, lets see if you and me can get this rock to move." Methada will aid Trevor in trying to remove the rocks.
"It's back!" Methada called out as she finally was able to calm herself. With the arrows she had made ready before, Methada let loose upon the shadow beast.
With the creature gone Methada tried to settle her shaking hands, she'd be little help if she couldn't calm herself down.
Methada took two more shots at the shadow dragon as she wondered how Wrath could be so calm, how could anyone for that matter... Was only she afraid?
Methada, shaking slightly as she grabbed an arrow from her quiver, looked at this shadow thing before her. Would arrows even penetrate it? She wondered to herself. However she couldn't let her allies fight alone.
Methada seemed to freeze in place as she looked to the miniature dragon as it took for and so much emotions filled her before only one remained, fear.
"Well done." Methada complement Trevor and Vindel as the pair got the door open. Methada nodded in agreement with Wrath as she followed behind, keeping her eyes open.
"Yes, I do believe you're correct." Methada said. "I had a... vision I guess. At least that is the way I can describe it. While it does seem that this place was made for Khors disciples it welcomes all who wish to be here." She added. "What about you?"
GM: Methada was shocked when she found herself surrounded by people in a sparring ring. It seemed like forever since she had been in one.
She listened and watched, but when the woman was able to look right at her and ask her question, Methada was speechless. Then before she knew it she was back... breathing heavily and sweating. "That... was intense..." She muttered before she made her way back to where the group had been before.
Merry Christmas!! And same.
DM: "This... is beautiful." Methada breathed out as she stepped into the room proper and began to look around. She examined the sets of armor, then the wooden practice weapons. She picked up one of the swords gently and smile. It reminded her of her youth, of the time she had been trained in all she knows now.
Setting it back down, Methada turned her attention to the two paths before her. While a dragon is something to be feared, and the armor looked interesting, the way of spirit and steel seemed to call more to her. Pausing for just a moment, Methada knelt upon the padded area and tried to figure out what to pray for. Strength in battle? A keen mind? No, a clear mind. A sharp sense for battle that could ensure others are spared.
Methada gave a nod to Vrindel and to Trevor, smiling kindly before she stepped forward to the path of the warrior. "I look forward to see you on the other side Trevor." She told him. Then she stepped through onto the path.
"I must agree Wraith." Methada said as she looked at the paths. "Trevor, I believe Vrindel means that because you are the one who is greatly faithful, you are a symbol of Purity in your father. Thus that would be the best one for you." Methada explained. "Did I get that about right?"
The long climb was not something Methada was took prepared for. She was so use to flying that climbing, while not new, wasn't something she expected. When offered hospitality, by Trevor for this deity, Methada accepted and as Vrindel, took a bit of the bread, dipped it in the water, before turning it into the salt. She ate the piece after and smiled to Trevor giving him a thankful nod.
"I wonder how far down all the ghouls we seek actually are." Methada wondered aloud when they sat down to rest. She offered help to Trevor bid his wounds while they rested, though she wasn't a healer by any means. When they got up to leave Methada cast an eye around to see if any of her arrows where still around and able to be used.
"You sure that is a monkey?" Methada asked as she grabbed two more arrows.
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