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I don't have anything to say....
I'm waiting for something to happen...

reda once again tries to strike, but at that stupid rider this time.
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

Joy. The summoned eagle was a more effective combatant then me.

Seriously?

Grumble....

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
reda is ready for combat, as usual.

reda staggers up after her laughing problem, rather upset. She sighs, and takes off after the paladin.

new save if needed: 1d20 ⇒ 8

Not as much as my -1 will save.

reda, after she decaptiates the goblin! catches up to flint with little problem, not wearing restrictive armor.

reda will follow flint after she kills the goblin.

reda sighs.

"I'll catch up in a second."

reda walks over and decapitates the sleeping goblin so it can't wake up and do more harm. (Takes 2 rounds.)

1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6*2

reda licks some of the blood off her blade.
"Stupid goblins."
she feels her back and grimaces as she feels her open wound.
"That's gonna leave a mark in the morning..."

reda is quickly next to the stupid goblin stuffing things in a bag, and takes a stab at his chest.

to hit1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

damage 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

reda doesn't even flinch as she gets hit, and....

initiative 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11

reda silently moves to the closest goblin, and tries to sink her sword into his chest.

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

reda stands, and turns to the direction of the event, weapon raised.
(Rolled 11)
reda stares at the movement, from place to place, as the sounds happened in order.

"Indeed, it is. Times like this there is nothing to worry about, quite nice, really.

if you've got anything but a flat tone, you may wanna mention it. We aren't mind readers. So far, i haven't described her speech as it's been flat and uninteresting. It's hard to call a joke when there is no "tone" denoting it. Remember, we can't see your tone.

"Yeah, yeah. I don't feel a need to "prove myself". In fact, I've done anything but, leaving a life that could have been much better because it was boring. My parents are rich. I just left them and everything behind, because having everything is /boring/."
her voice is slightly harsh, but mostly without tone.

"Because we're stand up comedians... Look, not every joke can be funny. If there's one thing i hate about elves, it's that superiority complex."

"Uh.... I don't... You...."
she drinks some wine.

"Interesting."
she returns to silently eating her food, having nothing else to say.

"Then why do we have the phrase "person"? What does that describe?"
now that you're looking at her, she has an dark obsidian blade attached to her left arm under the table, covering her hand. There is a disk of obsidian on the side of it, in the position of a shield.

"I've got time for the long version. Is there any special reasons wizards keep such odd animals? Is it normal for a wizards pe-... familiar, to be more smart then an average animal? When a creature is sentient, can you even call it an animal? Or is it to be called a person?"
she's no arcane caster, but she isn't dumb either. Her questions are very genuine, and you can assume she didn't grow up with much magic around her.

"Is that normal with a wizards Pet... Err... Familiar?"

"Uh... What? Is there something special about him?"

"Many wizards like to keep them as pets."
reda mutters before going back to her food.

"...."
reda just silently looks at them, then returns to her food.

reda silently sits near the halfling from earlier, late to the feast. She keeps her blade lowered under the table, and eats quietly.

she looks at you a little oddly, and joins in... For a while anyway, until she feels eyes on her... Whether they judge her for her arm or not, she thinks they do, and once again, she slips away.

the woman leans on a wall nearby, listening to your song. She says nothing, but seems to enjoy the music.

Yeah, until the food, i won't be gettign near people again.

reda watches, and takes note of the things this town has to offer, shopping wise, looking over gear and other commonplace items from afar.

Not i.

Well, there is a woman with a blade made of solid obsidian with a small disk on it's side attached to her arm wandering around, you could talk to her.

reda watches the halfling leave, surprised at how easy she was to convince. A nice change.

she sighs.
"No plans to cause trouble."

reda's scilence and lack of preticipation at the event made her nearly invisible, just another insignificant being amongst the crowd. She watched many events, and eventually decided to participate in one. She plays a game of strength, doing quite well. Yet, people have now noticed her, and keep away from the strange woman wielding a weapon at this holy festival. She sighs and slides back into the crowd, hoping to fade out once again.

Why?

/Especially/ half-elves, who are /meant/ to multiclass?

You're so hard on the core rules, and then you throw out that home rule? You're so confusing....

Multitalented: Half-elves choose two favored classes at first level and gain +1 hit point or +1 skill point whenever they take a level in either one of those classes.

Aren't our options restricted enough? Wy penalize us for getting creative with blending classes?

I don't.

Just don't steal my gig.
(If you managed to with core rules, i would be amazed.)

Everyone please pm me your prepared spell lists for today.

I keep close eye on that ;)

I prepare "stab with weapon" 14400 times.

(If you cast it once a round, the rounds add up to exactly 24 hours.)

a woman with a obsidian blade covering her hand extending back a few inches onto her arm comes into the town and looks around, avoiding gathering too much attention.
*hmph*
she softly chuckles. This ought to be good to watch. her chain shirt is somewhat well fitted, but crude. made for her, but not made the best.

Sorta Ambadextious- trained in using left hand for weaponry instead of right.
But my left hand is unusable- it always has a sword on it.

There we go, should be good.

Working on charecter alias now.