Nadia did not like waking up this early, Nadia especially did not like being woke this early to stand outside, Nadia ESPECIALLY did not like being woke this early to stand outside to go to war.
Today was not a good day for Nadia.
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I spend the night in fetal position, unable to sleep well, thinking of what's to come.
. Message: Hello Father, I am writing to report my findings. It appears that you may soon find out that The Silverfang Empire is falling, they are sending people to draft people into the war force and liquidate goods. Use this information as you see fit, I will not judge whether you want to support the war effort or not. However, I am saddened to inform you that I have been drafted and may not be able to get home anytime soon. Sincerely Your Daughter ,Nadia
If I find anyone heading out ahead of the news potentially, I plan on giving a small bribe to send an additional message.
"Special, why would you think me special?" I just squint at him and slightly tilt my head. Really!?
Ignoring his comment and noticing that Jerard still has his chair, "What are you? special" Raising an eyebrow. "anyway I'm just glad I didn't end up in logistics or something."
"yes, it would" I go over and greet Commander Mankis. "reporting, I guess."
Maybe the best course of action right now is to play it safe. I'll figure out some way to get a message home in front of all this chaos. Maybe I can even get out after they let their guard down once things calm down. I decide to land early though will use levitate to go over any trouble areas toward the registration desk. Upon reaching there I try to wait in line if there is one, trying not to bring too much attention from the commander. I answer any questions very quickly trying not to give out anything I don't have to.
After I'm done I find some place to rest while I wait for something to happen, trying to not let the nerves get to me.
right now, they're eyeing you. if you sign up now, even under a fake name, there will probably be chances later to ditch them. good enough for me. '3' thanks
Anyone got any ideas of why I might go to the recruitment table? honor isn't one of my strong suits and I think my character's first priority would be to warn their family, otherwise ima need to be drafted rather forcefully. :P
I ask someone what the horn was and if they reply will head off with everyone else to the gathering.
--- X time later --- Noticing the crowd breaking as I arrived...
I cast levitate on myself and move myself above the crowd, also trying to get a better idea of exactly what is happening. Hearing some things from the crowd I think to myself They're going to take my stuff. This really isn't good. Oh, and i guess the fall of the empire isn't great either. I decide running isn't the best option and decide to watch for a bit from above.
I wake up have some nice breakfast and prepare myself for the day. I decide today I should check on what happened to the shipment, and head over toward the warehouse.
I also grab an interesting Casting staff from a local magic shop, it's carved in a local flavor, and a bag similar to the one at "shop".
I immediately walk outside and continue shopping at other locations, filling up my .
"Nyoh? trying to bribe me?"
"Nya? well, that's awfully presumptuous, maybe I should just take my business else where." That last part wasn't really a question, more spoken as a phrase of dissatisfaction. Her expression of disappointment now, she begins to leave, leaving all the stuff on the counter.
"If it's a slow day you should be even more thankful that I decided to buy so much" she says with a saddened concerned look. "nyew... how bout 410."
"that seems like a bit much when I'm going through the trouble of unloading all this merchandise for you. Why don't be lower it to 400 to remove the possibility of change?"
I look through and find the Salted meats, however on the way I also notice a well crafted shoulder bag designed in a way that I hadn't seen before. I decide I'll take the shoulder bag as well, it's pretty large and has many pockets on it. It's probably meant for carrying things long distance, but I decide I'll get this too and shove a bunch of salted meats into one of the pockets. I grab various other things that look cool or might be nice to eat. "Here we are" I say dropping the now full bag on the counter. I'm wearing a smile of satisfaction that shouldn't be associated with shopping in a general store.
"Hmm, both, though with a sign that generic, I'd be surprised if you get any business, what is it exactly that you sell? I'm looking for little knick-nacks and maybe some interesting tools. Maybe some salted meats, always love those. I move toward the counter not paying too much attention to the clerk, trying to figure out what this place sells.
I walk inside looking around as I enter. "So the Sign outside simply said 'store', and I thought..." Noticing Jerard up on the chair "Woah, it's Dangerous to stand on a chair like that."
I withdraw 50 gp(mostly in silver and some copper). "Nyah, thanks" Hoping to skip most of the pleasantries and move onto what she wanted to do. Shopping, she was going to find some interesting trinkets and maybe some interesting food in this town to make the trip fun for herself.
Description:
Nadia is a Catfolk with animalistic facial features and chocolate brown fur across all of her body. She's currently wearing a well crafted traveling outfit, with a Dark blue water-proof Long Coat, which has a hood that she isn't wearing right now, though if she did has areas for her ears to stick into. Under that she has an average sized black skirt and dress wear designed for travel and utility over fashion. "Nyaaaagh, this town sucks" Nadia says to no one in particular as she wander's down one of the major pathways through town. The Carriage ride from home had been pleasant enough, but people in town seemed much to on edge. I wonder if this has anything to do with the missing shipment. I travel to the local bank to withdraw some family funds before finding a place to stay or look into the shipment.
Background: Nadia is the fourth Daughter of the main line in the Faelus family. While not even remotely close to inheriting any kind of position in the family(4rth daughter, but 12th child overall), it is still one of prestige and wealth based out of Sanlow overseeing the exchange and sell of many goods from various markets. Now, it is still customary for any child in the family to grow up to organize various running-ons of the trade empire, but Nadia is, to her own relief, fairly far down the line in responsibility.
She was given a good education (she knows not only how to read and write, but is pretty good at math as well) and when she was 12 was allowed to learn various magics from around the world. At 16 like everyone else she was incorporated into the running of the Family's trade empire. Now, being 22 she's been doing this or that for a while. Reason in Breachmarsh: However, she had been given an task actually out in the network, outside of Sanlow. A large shipment of precious metals never made it to it's intended market, it should have been heading through breachmarsh so that's where I was sent off to.
wonder where thunder is. D:
i use last names to not get stuck with this problem. :P
here's my character for people to review (mostly ability scores) before we go in.
Abilities Str 6(-2), Dex 16(+3), Con 16(+3), Int 14(+2), Wis 12(+1), Cha 20(+5) Racial:
Cat's Luck: roll twice for Reflex saves Clever Cat: Catfolk's generally friendly disposition doesn't preclude craftiness. Some of them see social obstacles as games to be played and won. These catfolk receive a +2 racial bonus on Bluff, Diplomacy, and Sense Motive checks. This racial trait replaces natural hunter. Sprinter: Catfolk gain a 10-foot racial bonus to their speed when using the charge, run, or withdraw actions. Scent: Some catfolk favor a keen sense of smell over sensitive sight. Catfolk with this racial trait gain the scent ability. This racial trait replaces the low-light vision racial trait.
traits:
Arcane Temper: +1 to concentration and initiative checks. Ambitious: +4 to diplomacy checks made against creatures with 5 more HD than you.
Feats:
Level 1: Extra Secret (Hexcrafter: Evil Eye) Level 3: Unarmored Specalist Incanter 1: Cantrips Incanter 2: Arcane Empowerment Theme 2: Antagonize Spheres of power:
Specialization points: 5 Tradition: Staff (Custom) +1 spellpoint per level.
Sphere's and Talents:
Class Abilities: Black Magic Tradition Class Skills: Knowledge (Planes), Intimidate, Disguise. You have delved into magic theories and practices some believe are better left untouched. Tradition Benefit: Choose an oracle curse. You gain this curse and its associated benefits, using your hedgewitch level as your effective oracle level. If you already possess an oracle’s curse (or gain one later), this instead allows your hedgewitch levels to stack with the levels of the class that grants access to the oracle’s curse. Note that some oracle curses (such as haunted) grants a benefit that is not easily translated to the Spheres of Power system, and would most likely not be an advisable choice. Tradition Power: As a standard action, you may curse a target within 30 ft. You may bestow a number of curses in a day equal to 3 + 1/2 your hedgewitch level. Targets may make a Will save (DC 10 + 1/2 hedgewitch level + casting ability modifier) to negate the curse. Treat your hedgewitch level as your caster level for the purpose of removing one of your curses. You may always dismiss your own curses as a free action. At 1st level, you may give a target a -2 penalty to attack rolls, skill checks, and saving throws for a number of rounds equal to your casting ability modifier. This improves to -4 at 9th level. This does not stack with itself. At 5th level, you may cause the target to roll twice whenever it makes an attack roll, skill check, ability check, or saving throw and take the lower result for a number of rounds equal to your casting ability modifier. At 9th level, you may give a target 6 points of ability drain to one ability score of your choice. This does not stack with itself. At 13th level, you can permanently blind or deafen the target. At 17th level, you may make a target permanently confused. Charlantism Tradition
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