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"Because you're a stupid little dick full of yourself."

"And just to be clear: I won't help you kill these guards. I don't care if they take your sorry ass and put it on a stake for display. I only helped because I don't want to see these good men go up in flames." Oriana tells, glaring at him. She then leaves to let off some steam somewhere else.


"Let me tell you a story." Oriana interrupts the conversation. "I could stand here with 20 battle hardened Gray Maidens. Not such commoners in armor like you brought here. But I wasn't there to call of the fight against that small man here. And now all that is left of my platoon is Helanda. Because she wasn't there for the fight."

"I have no doubt that the City Guard will manage to keep the upper hand finally. But right now you have the choice if you want Abomentolor as an ally or an enemy. Choose wisely because the wrong decision comes at a high price. I had to shovel 19 graves because of such a wrong decision." she tells with a dead serious face without the slightest sign of an emotion.

Intimidate: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (16) + 15 = 31


Oriana has a hard time to hide a grin that is sneaking on her face.


Oriana turns around and looks at the Captain with a grim face. That's what she is paid for by Abomentolor. And a friendly face is hard to imagine with her.


Oriana puts down her blade and takes a look into the aquarium admiring the rather big fish.


Oriana cuts down the other thug.
Attack: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (14) + 13 = 27
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13
Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13


Oriana swings her sword at the first thug who charges
Attack: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (16) + 15 = 31
Damage: 1d8 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
cutting him badly.


"I guess the party is over then." Oriana replies, puts on her helmet and walks to the blue wagon. With a short headstart she runs into the door breaking it out of it's lock.


"What is it? Have you finally found someone you can't impress on your own?" Oriana asks with a sneer.


"Yes, thank you." Oriana replies and sits down.


There is a knock on the door anf then Oriana and Helanda come in. "Good morning." Oriana greets all and adds to Abomentolor "Nice to find you again."


Oriana goes into the office and closes the door.


Oriana opens the door and asks "Do you have time now?"


"Then see you later I guess." Oriana replies and knocks on the door of the office.


"We'll do. Would you show us the way?" Oriana asks. "And do you know where to find the gnome?"


"That mercenary thing is what I'm interested in. Someone who is willing to pay a fair share for the protection of his life. Can I talk to her now?" Oriana asks.


"Thank you." Oriana replies but decides to keep standing not to ruin the furniture with her armor.


"Sure. We'll wait. Thank you madam." Oriana replies.


Oriana and Helanda stand to attention. "Mrs. Heidmarch, it's a pleasure." Oriana replies offering a hand. "I'm Oriana and this is Helanda. We came to meet you. Mrs. Jimmy Fiddle offered to introduce me to you but we lost her at the docks this morning."


"I'm searching either Abomentolor a little gnome with orange hair" she replies showing the height of the gnom ewith her hand "or Jimmy Fiddle who is a busty brunette. They told me they live here."


At the harbour
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Oriana leaves the ship a bit too late. The others are all gone already. Great. Now we have to search them. she thinks. But at least she has some money with her and so she decides to search later. Can't that hard to find a Pathfinder Venture Captain. "Lets grab a bite." she says to Helanda and searches for a nice tavern that is already open in the morning hours. Or not yet closed.

She finds one in the docks that is to her liking and orders the best meal on the menu and a mug of beer for her and Helanda. One meaty stew and two beer later they leave and Oriana asks some random guy where to find the Pathfinders in this city. His unwillingness to stop and tell is helped with Oriana's unchallenged charming personality. He then told the general direction and was glad to be allowed to move on then. But he smelled strong and might have needed a fresh pair of pants.

Oriana walks over the Bazar of Sails and up the large ramp to the upper part of town. They enjoy the walk through town and after asking a few more people to point them to the Heidmarch residence they finally arrive at the manor. She approaches the house and knocks.


But the romantic atmosphere is ruined as Oriana uses that beach as a burial ground for all her maidens.


Oriana ignores the hand and rolls around to stem herself up again. Once she stands she says to Abomentolor "If you don't mind I'm going to bury my Maidens now." But it isn't a question. She shoulders her dead companion and leaves through the teleporter.


Break Grapple: 1d20 + 11 - 4 ⇒ (11) + 11 - 4 = 18 (-4 for being prone)


"F&&%" Oriana curses as she tries to get up.


"No way I'm wasting all that time to get out and in of that armor just to put you in your place. Wrestling it is." Oriana choses.

She gets into position for the fight.
Initiative: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (11) + 0 = 11


"I guess sword fight to death is no option?" Oriana inquires.


Oriana takes off her gauntlet and throws it at Tauriell's feet. "I demand satisfaction."


"You take that back!" Oriana demands angryly.


"Never! I got them as my initiation as a Gray Maiden." Oriana replies proudly.


"You don't like my face?" Oriana asks with a sneer.


"What ladies?" Oriana asks staring at Tauriell.


"To your's." Oriana replies and downs the whole mug and puts it down without batting an eyelash.


"Why not. Maybe you're more bearable with whiskey." Oriana replies.


Oriana's shoulders sag. "I can't believe it."

"I come here with a platoon of trained warriors and get beaten by some runelord. And this kindergarten walks in and beats both." She sits down on the bed and hides her face in her hands


"And what shall I do with that?" Oriana asks staring at the sack.


Oriana tries to look mean at Niamh. "What shall I do with your allies if they don't respect you?"


"This snake mosaic over there." Oriana states pointing in the direction.


Oriana takes the money. Looking mean and making people stay in line is not that for from her original job.


Oriana takes the sword back and with a smile wipes over the blade. "Would someone please help me back into my armor? I'm feeling kind of naked witout it."


Oriana takes a step back quite impressed by this little gomes presence. "Alright." she replies and swallows visibly. Straightening out and regaining her composure she adds "I'll do that until something better from Mrs. Heidmarch comes up. But I want ALL my gear back." She looks at her sword in Tauriell's hands.


I know. But as you're not doing that now it is settled and the topic is done. Isn't it? I edit a sentence in to make it clear.


"That I can live with." Oriana nods to Jimmy and then turns to the gnome. Approaching him and coming just a bit too close and looking down on him she asks "So you want to hire me as a babysitter or what?"


"You could introduce me to her. That sounds more like work cut out for me than guarding an orphanage. You wouldn't hire a wizard from the Acadamae to teach reading to the kids, would you?" Oriana replies.


Oriana smiles at the gnome's offer but keeps her eyes on Jimmy "Could you please put that spell on yourself too? Or do you really know no one who is willing to pay good coin for serious work? What does Mrs. Heidmarch pay you?" she inquires.


"Fifty gold a day." Oriana replies with a smirk on her face.


"How much are you paying?" Oriana asks.


Five Foot step after him
Attack: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (10) + 12 = 22
Damage: 1d8 + 8 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 8 + 6 = 19
Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
Damage: 92


Five foot step after him
Attack: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (7) + 12 = 19
Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13
Tell me about it. Damage: 92


Five foot step after him
Attack: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (19) + 12 = 31
Confirm: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (6) + 12 = 18
Damage: 1d8 + 8 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 8 + 6 = 22
Attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11
Damage: 92

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