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"I would need to know more about the man in order to have any significant insight. I can tell you though that there was a reason though what it is, I do not know. The area has more than enough potential for components without needing to target a specific tomb without a reason. That does not necessarily unnerve me so much as the resources used to make the claim. Enough goblins to adequately distract the town as well as come here in addition to the cloak and remains." She looks at the skeletons with a mixture of pity and fury. What a waste. "I suspect this will not be the end of it. I would like to visit the church to learn more about the individual if anyone cares to join me."

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Raven stays very quiet during the walk to the site. She is trying her best to mask her fury at the state of the tomb. This space is her domain and someone, or something, had defiled it with their presence. She agreed with Orecetta that the living put too much stock in elaborate markings for the dead. It only made her head hurt to think of the possibilities squandered by those to who would keep the remains like trophies but shirk at the thought of rebirth.
She shakes her head to refocus on the matter at hand.

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Raven wasn't sure if she had ever had a more poignant moment of "be careful what you wish for" as she did now. Rationally she knows that being at least moderately accepted would help protect her in the future from retaliation but it would take some getting used to.
Raven is quick to take advantage of Foxglove's hospitality in order to try as many dishes as she is able, though she continues to live in her own dwelling.
Despite the tumultuous day, she does her best to focus her efforts on the burials. Many look upon the task poorly but it gives her some peace to reevaluate the town and where she fits into it.

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Moving up to follow the mounted goblin.

"Not so fast little one"

Channeling again. DC 13. Channel damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6

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Raven's face breaks into a manic grin while touching where she was cut, "You will suffer."

Stepping back to channel negative energy (selecting Kaboom and Squawk to ignore with selective channel) DC 13. Channel damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

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Charge the mounted goblin aiming for rider
Charge attack: 1d20 + 1 + 2 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 1 + 2 + 2 = 18
Damage if successful : 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

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Raven moves to take a better position.

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Raven will grab some food to munch on while moving towards the commotion.

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Correction: move to yellow

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Double move to purple goblin

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AoO: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Regular attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

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"Enjoy the fire while you can. Soon you will feel nothing but the cold of the grave." Raven draws her morningstar and swings with both hands.
Attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

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Perception : 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

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Please disregard previous posts about heal checks. I read them as her having taken 11 points which would have dropped her.

Raven will follow after the chanting, trying to stop what goblins she can on the way.

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Try again. Obviously patching up wounds isn't my specialty
Heal check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

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Seeing that the catfolk appears to be pretty injured, Raven moves to her to do a heal check to stabilize.
Heal check: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4

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Raven looks back and forth between the two remaining goblins while giving a look of mocking concern.

"Don't worry little ones. It will only hurt a lot for a little while." She coos.

Cast inflict light wounds to charge hands and circle around to the right to try to block attempts to escape.

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"Though I can appreciate the hunger, I will not see my evening ruined by you little cretins... present company excluded."
Casts "Cause Fear" on the one closest to the child
DC 13

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Raven quickly made her way to the Rusty Dragon. Though it grated her nerves to wait, she wanted to try the new food.

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Raven genuinely smiles and gives a small wave as the child is pulled away, taking note of exactly who they were. Should the child prove to not be a nuisance in the future, she would try to give her the benefit of the doubt. Despite her enjoyment of mindless fear, she also liked to see unbridled curiosity that allowed people to look beyond naive convention. It was refreshing given the trappings of this town. However her smile lost what little warmth she could muster as she turned to the paladin. "I would be surprised if it didn't."

She gives a curt nod and turns to Orcetta. "Indeed they are. Of course being that low to the ground likely gives an advantage."

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As Raven lacked the necessary skills to compete in many of the activities, she decided to focus on hide and seek. Despite the format being that of a children's game, she did enjoy a good hunt. Not every experience to be had in this world required death and destruction.
Perception check 1: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Perception check 2: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
Perception check 3: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

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"I'll be sure to keep that in mind. Anyways I must be off. There is so much to see and do today it's hard to stay put. I would be remiss if I spoiled the opportunity." Raven quickly makes her way back into the crowd with food on her mind. There was bound to be some special delicacies around.

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"O Abstalar, I did not know you were so weak of heart. Considering my plans for the evening, I will do my best to keep your health in mind throughout the festivities. It would be in poor taste to return the favor of my current position with providing services of my own."

Though some may take it as a threat considering the speaker, she did genuinely wish the priest a long life. Should things ever turn sour for her here, she would need allies where ever she could find them no matter their form, even the "Aliens of Sandpoint" might prove useful despite their unique background. -Posted with Wayfinder

Raven could not help the smile that formed on her face upon encountering the high cleric. He was one of the few people who knew her devotion to the Pallid Princess though he never acted on the information. It was always reassuring to see hunger and desire overtake common sense, especially when it was the desire for knowledge. That one was easily overlooked until it was too late.

"Good day Abstalar. If it will put your mind at ease, I'm just excited to see the town shrugging off the tedious self imposed restraint they seem so set on. It may not be my particular flavor of vice but I do with what I have."

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Should be good to go

Raven wandered the main street at a leisurely pace taking in all of the activity in preparation for the festival. Though she could not help but to sneer at the depictions of Desna, she was excited to see the festivities coming to fruition. It had been far too long since she had been able to indulge in even the most basic forms of debauchery without the suspicious eyes of the town upon her. She laughed at the thought of the squeamish fools. The town always seemed to pride itself on its image but she could see the darkness that they ignored.

Apparently her laugh had grown a little too manic as she noticed the usual distance allotted to her by the locals had increased. She took a special kind of pleasure in the fear that radiated off of the townsfolk when she passed. Stories of Dhampir always spoke to their thirst for blood but she found that the fear of others sated her in a way that little else could.

However, she was reminded bitterly of her current fate. Her existence here was tolerated only because of her willingness to perform those tasks that the town believed beneath them. Raven knew that if she were not able to make herself too valuable or too powerful to challenge, her time here would be short lived. Clerics of Urgathoa were not well known for their patience but she would bide her time for now.

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