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Morganne jumps to action as the skeleton explodes, raising her goddesses symbol above her head and releasing a wave of healing energy.
Rushing seemed to do little good. Taking a deep breath and focusing herself Morganne releases a second wave of energy.
Blast this accursed place! Pharasma heal us that we might cleanse this place.
That should do it for the most part... Though you did take a beating there. Allow me. Morganne extends her palm out to Rajuna.
Morganne casts a spell focusing on her companions weapons, causing them to sparkle with light like a candle. It won't last long but your weapons have been imbued with the strength to fight evil.
Hi everyone, sorry for the extended delay the holiday season ended up being rather busy for me will try to make a post/update my character profile within the next 24 hours.
Ah, another latecomer I presume? It seems the professor knew people from all over and many were unable to arrive in time for the funeral. Morganne looks outside forlornly. But where are my manners? I am Morganne, I once saved Professor Lorrimor life and in return, he discovered my talents for the arcane and helped me to attend Theumanexus College in Korvosa. And this is... She holds out a hand to Park prompting him to continue.
Yes, we should be prepared for the bowels of the prison after we've had a night's rest.
Morganne shares what she knows about the siphon and inspects the flute trying to determine if it would be cursed
Prompted by Parks questions, Morganne tries to remember what she can about spirits and haunts.
Morganne reflexively yanks her shoulder forward looking behind her. Ugh... Spirit hear me! she calls out to "Father" Charlatan, I am one of Pharasma's servants she holds her holy symbol aloft. You do not belong in this realm! If you know what's good for you, you'll move along. Prolonging your stay in this realm will not save you from the boneyard!
Hello and welcome.
That would be a good idea. I would very much like to meet her.
Yes, let's return back tomorrow. I don't know about the two of you but those stirges have left me feeling a bit drained.
If we're leaving the prison maybe it would be better to open the recruitment now?
That is strange. My deathwatch spell isn't telling me anything about that corpse. She blinks in disbelief trying to figure out what's going on.
I'm thinking maybe send him another PM and if he doesn't respond within the week, we reopen recruitment?
Morganne reaches for her dagger and attempts to stab the stirge which had just attacked her.
Argh! Screaming in pain, Petyr continues his assault on the same stirge he has charged at.
I know Park got a higher initiative but as we're all going before the enemy, I figure it doesn't particularly matter what order we post in.
Morganne yells back a warning to the others Stirges! Before the bugs can close the distance she casts her magic, sending out two bolts of magic that strike the nearest stirge, before she rushes back behind the others.
Hmm, they seem to have been worried that this particular
Morganne follows Park and Petyr, scanning the hallways for danger.
Yes, let us continue. Though I wish to return once we are done with cleansing this place to properly bury them. Morganne continues down the corridor, eyes peeled for any more undead.
As the undead rise Morganne reacts quickly, once again holding Pharma's symbol high. Pharasma purify this place.
Morganne walks down the corridor several feet, careful not to get too close to the undead skeletons. Waiting a moment to allow the other two to move into position Morganne holds aloft Pharma's holy symbol, beseechibg her goddess, Pharma, cleanse this place of these foul abominations. A pulse of positive energy erupts forth from the holy symbol.
Morganne scans over the four skeletons, hoping to see that some have perished.
Hang on. Morganne holds out her arm motioning the other two to stop. You were right to be worried, four of the skeletons are indeed undead. The second and fourth cells on the left and the fourth and fifth cells on the right. She points to them as she goes. We could try dealing with them now or return later? The two of you have already had an exhausting day and they are contained so perhaps we should find this Piper, deal with him and come back tomorrow?
Morganne follows the others down the southern corridor. If you're worried about being ambushed by undead allow me to cast
Well, if we're expecting combat at a moment's notice then allow me to get the door. Allowing the other two a moment to prepare Morganne cast another spell looking expectantly at the door leading further into the prison. Open/Close.
Taking a moment to let out a sigh of relief Morganne checks the other two over, making sure they're alright. Well, I'm glad that worked. And now I'm going to do something I should have done when we approached the prison. Though I suppose better late than never. Taking out a small piece of cured leather from her belt pouch, Morganne waves a hand around herself and utters a few words of magic. Feeling much safer with the protective spell in place, she pulls out her spellbook flicking through to a particular page which she studies for a brief moment before shutting the book once again. Well, I'm ready to go now.
Morganne follows the others' lead, rushing inside and helping them to slam the door shut.
Morganne shows interest in the collection of holy symbols and the spellbook. So Father Charlatan used these symbols to gain people's trust... disgusting. And I guess the spellbook would belong to our name-obsessed scholar. Hmm... She begins flipping through the spellbook, a bit disappointed to see it so ill-maintained. I already know a couple of the spells in here but the rest I'll have to copy to my own once I have the time.
Morganne bows her head to Professor Adrissant. Yes, it was a pleasure meeting you professor and I look forward to meeting more of Professor Lorrimor's colleagues. Ah, but before we go, allow me to treat your injuries. Motioning for Petyr to remain seated she removes a bandage and a jar of some herbs. She wraps the bandage around your injuries with the herbs sandwiched between. That should soothe the pain and help it heal faster.
Morganne seems pleasantly surprised. It is rare to hear people outside of Korvosa speak of it. They usually only recognise the Acadamae. It was actually Professor Lorrimor who helped me discover my talent for the arcane and got me a spot at Theumanexus. She smiles at the memory.
I saw quite a few birth and death certificates during my time at the temple and did plenty of research during my time at Theumanexus College. I'd be happy to assist you.
You do not recognise Morganne and you suspect that she is not from around here. From her accent, you would guess that she is from Varisia. I have no association with the prison or its inhabitants, former or current. But you are right on all other accounts. I am indeed devoted to the Lady of Graves and thus intent on eliminating her enemies such as those who follow The Way. And while I did not know Professor Lorrimor for long, I would consider him to have been a friend. Morganne speaks to Kendra in a soft, caring voice. They are likely right. If The Way killed your father they might seek those connected to him or at the very least his research materials. Turning back to Park and Petyr, her tone takes on a serious, almost harsh tone. If you are in need of rest take it but once we set off for the prison we'll want to be as quick as possible, least The Way attempt something while we are busy. You have begun to notice that her eyes flare with anger each time she mentions The Way. Shall we begin researching more of these spirits or do some of you require healing?
So it's true, the prison is haunted and the way are involved. A look of distraught crosses her face but is quickly replaced by a sense of conviction. I am duty bound to assist you in your mission. I will provide you with all the magic and knowledge I have.
Morganne bows her head as she greets you. Greetings. I am Morganne. I have not heard the details but I have been informed that the two of you also knew the late Professor Lorrimor. I meant to attend his funeral but was unfortunately delayed. How is your investigation of the prison going? What did you find there?
Sweet! Hello everybody.
And I just completed my background so people can have a read of that.
I'll be applying with Morganne, a duskwalker cleric/arcanist of pharasma. I've done her stats and am currently writing up her backstory.
I've already suggested War for the Crown but another one I'd like to try is Strength of Thousands (especially if we're doing PF2e). But I'm happy to hear other's suggestions.
Yeah, I think a big part of it is the rolls just not going our way which tends to be more severe at low levels. I'm willing to play to the end if others want to but unless one of you has a plan, I have no idea how we can get out of this (I have no heals left and we've lost our entire frontline). If people wanted to try another campaign I'd be down for that. I've always wanted to finish "war for the crown" as I'd started it with an offline group but we only got into the 2nd book. I think it'd work pretty well for PBP as it's an intrigue sort of game.
BTW I'm pretty sure we can be using harrow points right now so don't forget to use them.
Morganne casts the stabilize spell on Daesra before hurriedly saying to Nox I need to get through.
F. I might be busy for the next couple of days, so you can play my turn. Just use the stabilise spell on Daes and use the third action to start moving through the door if possible.
Morganne strides up behind Nox and uses her magic to launch a mental assualt on the foe standing beside Laijiri.
Morganne, unsure of her own athletic ability carefully lowers herself onto the boat. Peering back up at Laijiri she awaits his action.
Ah yes, allow me. Morganne takes hold of the holy symbol of Pharasma which hangs around her neck and outstretches her palm to Daesra.
Hearing the childrens own confidence helps put her at ease, at least somewhat. Alright we'll be back but right now we've got to go after them. You kids stay safe. she give them a reassuring smile before joining the others at the hole in the floor.
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