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Ok, well if Robert wants me to drop out, then that is fine, I will. With my wife now going through cancer therapy, my extra time has mostly disappeared. No bad blood or anger...it is what it is and while I wish I could continue at a rate the group would like, it just is not possible at this time.
Hey Jack...I know what you mean...I was going to tell you all I was going to be out for a bit. My wife has surgery this week and recovery, so I am not too sure how much time I will have to play...
Seeing Almar threaten the women in the wagon, Isa bristles with anger. A bumping on her leg makes her look down to see Tefnut. It is not your problem...do not draw attention to yourself or we may have a bigger problem! She shakes her head slightly as if trying to throw off her familiar's words, but she can do nothing but agree and continues walking with Cillian.
While working with Cillian, she asks the woman about herself and tries to get information about any of the others in the caravan. "Not too many women would sign on to such a caravan. What brings you here Cillian? What about your friends? Do you know any of the others here?"
Isa looks at her friends and moves forward to help Cillian. She nods to both Shang and Borak as she does, showing that she neither agrees nor disagrees with their stance in helping pack. She knows how fragile a man's ego can get... (lol)
Isa looks worried as Borak talks back to Tazim. She is also slightly surprised to hear him refer to the slaves in such a casual way. She holds her breath and waits to see what happens while looking over at Shang to see his response.
Isa shyly looks at the two foreign warriors she finds walking with her. Unsure what to do, she starts to babble about the weather, their upcoming trip and the great elephant, which she acts as she has never seen before. When Cillian speaks to Isa she smiles politely but the look of the woman reminds her too much of the temple prostitutes back home. When she mentions their wounds, Isa nervously nods and agrees. "Yes, he is very hardy. Umm, I need to speak with my companions...alone. It will just be a moment. Sorry" She pulls the two warriors aside and waits until they are mostly alone before speaking. "That...woman. She has very sharp eyes and I do not trust her. Watch yourselves...she could be dangerous!"
Isa hands in her clay tablet while trying to stay out of the notice of the other guards. She tries to keep a low profile as much as possible.
Isa does everything she can to remain calm. A slaver! If I had known I would never have agreed to this! And to offer one of the girl slaves to the men for 'sport' is barbaric! While slavery was always a part of her home, she never truly cared for it, and now seeing the slaves and how they are treated, she likes it even less. She looks at her two companions to gauge their reactions. Sense Motive:
Waking, but still feeling tired, Isa quickly dresses and repacks her things. She waits for the boys to awake before venturing forth to have something to eat. The use of *MAAT* uses up energy, and food is needed to keep her powers at their peak. "Wake up sleepy heads. Can you not smell that delicious odour coming from the kitchen? Come...I am hungry and need my chaperones to accompany me!"
Isa takes out her healer's kit and begins to gather the necessary items needed to take care of Borak's wounds. When all the guards have left, she calls upon her priestly powers and uses *MAAT* to heal her friend. Healing Hex: She then turns the magic to her own wound. Healing hex: "There now that should keep you together for awhile!", she jokes as the spell removes all signs of the wound.
Isa keeps herself mostly covered and says very little. The unwanted attention in town brought home the idea that she could still have people looking for her, and that she needed to keep a low profile. She waits with Shang as Borak speaks to the guards, eager to get to their assigned spot and get some sleep. Tufnut winds himself in and out between her legs as if trying to hurry her on.
Isa nods her thanks to the guard and retrieves her tile if it is offered. She then heads to a location away from the wagons, but still close enough to offer some security. "I am concerned by whoever was in that sedan chair. It gave me the creeps..." A shiver shakes her small body as she remembers the feeling. "Perhaps getting out of town right now was a very good idea!"
Isa keeps herself covered as much as possible. She did not wish to cause any trouble in the camp. When Borak says her name, she looks up briefly to look at the guard. Tufnut stays close to her feet, weaving itself back and forth her legs.
Isa smiles down at the cat as Borak comments about spoiling it. "Too late I'm afraid. It already has a taste for the high life!" She scoops the animal up as they close with the encampment. As he mentions the Tower, another shiver runs through the witch and Tefnut gives a low growl. "Perhaps, but like I said...later. Maybe when we return. The lure of treasure and lore is strong, but I think the danger will be just as deadly."
Noooooo....I did not mean to write all those hanging plot threads!!!!
As Borak mentions the Ziggurat and Tower, Isa gets a chill run up her spine. "Maybe not right now Borak! Let's finish the job for the merchant first. When we come back we can look into then, but right now I think it might be a very bad idea to go exploring into either building." She takes a step closer to her protectors as they walk to the southern gate. The thought of Baal-Khardah brings her thoughts back to her schooling at the temple of Bastet back 'home'. While most of their 'ceremonies' were sedate, she had heard of the blood cults and others that make human sacrifice. "Yes...let's get out of town for a little bit. I am afraid someone might have seen me use my *MAAT* and that is not something I want to try and explain to the local governor!"
Isa has stepped back into the shadows and out of sight of those leering at the scene from the tavern. She hisses at the others to hurry as she keeps her shawl up over her head. "Let us be away quickly...our benefactor is watching and we do not want him to reconsider his hiring of us!"
"Let's get you to the camp quickly so I can take care of those wounds!", Isa says while trying to keep an eye on where the litter is going. Once away from the crowds, she speaks to the others. "I think some may have witnessed my use of Power during the fight. A strange palanquin was at the end of the alley and someone within gave me a chill...like they could sense me or something."
Isa keeps quietly out of the guards' notice while staying close to her protectors. Sense Motive:
Looking at the Thug (#1), Isa reaches within and draws forth a form of horror and terror and sends it into the mind of the Thug.
Isa, now safely behind the bulk of Borak is able to use her mystic skills and attempts to sleep another of the thugs. WIS save vs. DC-15
Seeing she cannot cast without being attacked, Isa moves back and places Borak between her and the thugs.
Grimacing in pain, Isa tries to concentrate on the battle swirling around her. She reaches out to Tufnut and draws strength and power from the creature. She focuses on one of the thugs and sends a fearful image into his mind, hoping to have him desert his friends. Casting Fear: DC 15 will save
Narrowing her eyes and concentrating on the lad, she lets out a single word...a curse that should cause the boy to drop into a deep sleep.
The sudden shock of the knife in her arm rattles the young witch. She looks to where the knife flew and sees a youngish boy who threw it.
Sense Motive: Noticing the men not moving, Isa realizes that they are waiting for a signal. She looks around to see if she can see the person they are waiting for. Perception:
Isa hangs back a little from her companions and calls to mind an eldritch charm that should place one of the enemies into an enchanted sleep.
Isa turns to look at the cat and then hears Shang curse and nod discreetly towards the men. Realizing that they might be walking into an ambush, the witch readies herself to act. She nods back to Borak and Shang to show she got the message. "I think a gift now would probably be best...and would hopefully impress our employer!"
Isa looks down at the cat and smiles. "I don't know if he can be filled, but that is enough for now...I don't want him sick on our first day out!" She gathers her possessions and follows the others to the caravansary. When they arrive, she places her gear with Borak and Shang's. "It will be nice to be on the road again...staying too long in one place can be ...dangerous! I am going to try and get some sleep before we leave tomorrow...or is it this morning? Anyway, wake me if you need me!" She curls up on the group's equipment while Tufnut settles in a watchful position near her head.
Looking away from the merchant, she has to stop and think about what Borak was talking about. "Oh yes... let's see if any more are added. Would concern me if he did...that is a lot of protection! I hope we do not need mounts...I am not all that good at riding...now a nice comfortable wagon! Not that would be nice!" She glances back at the merchant and his caravan master before again looking away, her face set in a serious look of contemplation. "What could he be moving that is worthy of so much protection?"
Too Late...lol
Isa almost chokes on her drink as she hears the thoughts of Tufnut. Well THAT will not be happening! she thinks towards the cat.
Isa watches the exchange between the young men and the older mercenaries. She feels for the young ones, as she knows the fire that sometimes burns too bright to see what is before you. She then turns her gaze back to the merchant and his caravan master. The way he spoke of her...could he know? Tufnut...do you sense anything amiss with these men? The way the merchant looked at me and spoke...might he know what we are? That might be unfortunate, but I guess we will have to wait and see!" She continues to during from her goblet, giving the man a silent salute with the cup as she listens to them haggle for their services.
Isa nods as the two men come up with a plan to approach the merchant. "Let's maybe wait a moment or two...we do not want to appear too desperate."
Isa looks at Borak and gives him a mock shushing motion. "Don't let our secret out!", she pretends to whisper as she goes on, "Next you'll be giving up our secret weapon, Tufnut!" While she acts like this is a joke, she is deadly serious about the threat she and the cat would make for an enemy!
For some reason, Isa finds Borak's statement quite mirthful, and laugh aloud, before stifling her laughter. "Oh, well I don't know about that. He does have a voracious appetite!", she giggles looking at Tufnut.
Isa keeps her eye on the buxom waitress as well as wanting to make sure the thugs across the room do nothing stupid! As the milk arrives she thanks the girl and sets it on the floor. There you go. You best hurry, I have a feeling one way or another we will be leaving soon!
Smiling, Isa calls over one of the bar wenches and requests a saucer of cold milk for Tufnut. "Patience my little man. I am ordering it now!"
The Saltmarsh game is AWESOME!! It is the only game that I was able to make a difference by using my background skills (netmaking!!) Amazingly layered and so much flavour...it is great and immersive. These ones are the ones I always love to play...and have been taking a page from him in my own online game and adding these many ideas. It is great.
Savouring the spicy flavours of the biryani, Isa shakes her head slightly. "Not nearly so spicy, but more savoury and nuanced. But this...this is delicious! At the temple, we were strictly fed only food that was dull and tasteless so we would not be distracted from our studies...but occasionally we would get out into the town and taste some other fares!" She too is watching the crowd and as the time drags on and Shang does not reappear, she begins to worry. "Do you need to go out Tufnut? That's a good kitty...out you go!" See if you can find Shang and make sure he is not in any trouble. Come back and I will have a saucer of milk waiting for you.
Isa looks about fascinated by the people and the slowly decaying beauty of the building. "That sounds good...but I do not think wine would go well with such spices...maybe something like an ale to help cut the heat of the meal." She slides onto the bench in a small booth at the back of the room and gathers up the cat to sit on her lap. "Here you go...a good view of the room!"
Isa leans over and grabs the bag of cheese curds before Borak drops them. "I think Tufnut might like a few as a snack if you do not mind" She takes a few of the curds and drops them to the rangy cat below. And what precisely are you protecting me from? Did you see or hear anything from that boy with the red sash?"
Isa looks at Borak and smiles. "That darn cat has a mind of his own most days! He probably saw a rat or something and went off hunting...but he always returns! It is somewhat uncanny." As Shang returns to the group, Isa nods in agreement with his suggestion. "We thought the same. Let us get to this meeting and away from this town as soon as possible!"
Ok, sorted...now a cat!
"Maybe we should just head to the tavern straight away. Perhaps we can catch this boy in the confines of the building and question him?", Isa whispers back to Borak.
Perception:
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