Nathrae keeps quiet, but tenses up at the mention of a guardian.
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Sorry to hear that. Take your time.
"...so long as it does not conflict with what the Ruby Sorceress desires."
Nathrae turns to follow. "Indeed."
I'm here.
Nathrae takes note of the signet ring and the paper before taking them both.
Nathrae gets back to putting out fires with Wee Jas' powers once the beast has been felled.
Nathrae's eyes flare and she runs behind Aliyah to heal her again.
"Of course." Nathrae says with a haughty, upturned expression.
Nathrae looks over at the nearest fire on deck, sneers at it, and moves over to it. With an imperious roll of her ruby-red eyes, she speaks a single word in an arcane language and calls up a burst of water to extinguish the first blaze.
Nathrae nods. "The Ruby Sorceress is pleased with you, it seems."
Nathrae steps up to Aliyah and roughly puts a hand on her shoulder, eerie eldritch energy in the palm of her hand. There's a profound chill for a moment before her wounds start stitching themselves together.
Nathrae sneers before drawing her gladius and moving to assist Aliyah with putting her assailant down.
Nathrae's eyes flash as she turns her gaze on the new arrival. She points a finger at him and says "Down."
Nathrae draws her gladius and stands back.
Nathrae growls and tries to climb aboard again.
She finally manages to make it aboard.
Nathrae starts trying to scramble up onto the deck.
She does not succeed. At all.
Nathrae quietly follows along.
Nathrae doesn't even deign to acknowledge the other group as they swagger past. But when Lavinia finally introduces herself, Nathrae nods. "I suppose that's within my skill-set, Lady Vanderboren."
The last arrival to the gathering is the imperious-looking elven woman in a deep, ruby red dress, her dark blue skin and stark white hair marking her as something unique. The symbol of Wee Jas around her neck gleams as she finds a seat and sits down. "Am I late? My apologies."
Well. This halfling was a bold one. Nathrae reads the letter given to her in the privacy of her Jasidian quarters. She gives the messenger a curt nod. "I will attend. Thank you." Wonder who this 'Lavinia' is. I hope she's not like Anwyn--if she's to fawn over me, it should be out of respect for the Ruby Sorceress, not out of fascination with me being drow. She rises from her seat and prepares to choose something from her wardrobe to properly represent Wee Jas in her next social outing.
Sorry its taking me so long to get an intro post up. I'll have one up shortly.
Checking in. Thanks for having me along.
Alrighty, Nathrae's stats, gear and background are done! Now, as to why she should be hired... Why Hire Nathrae?: Nathrae has been something of a curiosity in Sasserine's aristocratic and religious circles for some time now. She was brought to the city seventeen years before the start of the campaign and has had some time to be more-or-less decently adjusted to polite society. Her hiring would actually come on the recommendation of one of the city's more prominent noble houses--namely, Lady Anwyn Arabani. Given her fascination with all things drow and claiming descendance from their nobility, she'd be happy to vouch for Nathrae to anyone who sought to employ her services.
Here's the alias Dragoncat will be using for his drow oracle. Still a bare-bones statblock, but her backstory is written and everything will be filled out soon. |