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Seffie takes stock and decides that if her companions can fight, she can too. She pulls out her crossbow and takes aim at the orc on the log, with slightly shaking hands. Her bolt lands a glancing blow on it's shoulder, and she winces both at causing harm to another creature and at her inability to meaninfully contribute.
Seffie freezes in place. She's never been in a fight before and has no idea how to respond or help. Her hand itches hesitantly towards her dagger, but then she sees one of the orcs clobber Somonti. Something clicks at that moment, and she sprints forwards while summoning her magic. She thrusts her hand onto Somonti's back, and Somonti feels an intoxicating rush of positive energy, feeling almost like a warm hug. She reals a little bit at Somonti's wild yelling. "Huh? What do you mean?"
Seffie jumps back, frightened. She moves to hide behind Aeric and waits to see if dialoguing works.
Seffie is happy to indulge Aeric, although she's quite confident that this is a fun adventure during which there will be no mortal danger. "I can walk up front with you and keep an eye out!" she offers cheerfully.
Here's mine: Stats: Seffie AC:13(FF:13/T:10) CMD:9 HP:10/10 Saves-FO:+2 RE:+0 WI:+3 F human oracle - Defenses: Takes damage from positive energy and heals from negative energy Spells: 1st 4/4
Seffie shivers slightly on the walk out of town, affected by the seriousness of the village. She'd been expecting slightly more of a celebration. But her companions seem unaffected, so she steels her resolve and tries to act tough. She offers her map piece up gladly, and stands slightly awkwardly off to the side, not being great with puzzles. "Maybe it's the other way up?"
How do people like "Cool Barbarian Dad Aeric" so far? Very much so! Don’t worry about the delayed post, Seffie. Life does that to all of use from time to time. I hope, for you sake, that’s it’s nothing major Thanks! I should be good now. I'm just kicking myself for not noticing that you slipped that plot advancement in while I was typing my post last night haha. And yeah, I try to make my retroactive posting clear, but please let me know if I make something unclear at any point. It's all you, Seffie, I'm afraid Well now I'm scared... and considering rewriting you into my backstory a little. Although I kind of like the Seffie only vaguely knows who Somonto is angle? I'm not sure, will get back to you.
Seffie smiles at Aeric's affection, before leaning in to grab her supplies. She digs through her backpack, excitedly pulling out and examining each item. She tries to give the waterskin an experimental sip only to spill a little due to unfamiliarity with the design. Finally, she pulls out a grappling hook.Just a grappling hook? No rope? There must be some use for this I don't know. She turns to Aeric and manages to get her mouth open "Hey-", before she sees his rope and clues into what's going on. She glances briefly at Somonti, They packed her a bag! That means they don't hate her, right? Why does she still look angry?, but chooses not to say anything. "I would be honoured to carry the lantern, but I would be happy to stand aside if one of you would prefer." She smiles sweetly, and then gasps. "Oh! Or we could take turns!"
one of the pitfalls of doing this online is that it's hard to judge tone/pitch and what people are comfortable with Yeah, that's exactly why I wanted to clarify in discussion. It'll be good for Seffie too. She has never really had to consider how her actions affect others directly before. Looking forward to them both growing as people. Also sorry for the delay on my post, life bit me a little yesterday.
"I shall go! I am brave and strong!" Seffie declares boldly! A quick glance to Aeric is the only indication she feels nervous.
@Somonti Just wanted to add that while Seffie is a little hurt, I thought that was some nice roleplaying.
"Umm, well, I... Seffie trails off and looks away, just as lost for words as Somonti. She frowns, hurt and confused by the rebuffing. "I'm sorry" she whispers, and walks away head down. Oh no oh no, I messed everything up. Maybe I should just go home. Thankfully, Aeric steps in before Seffie can properly consider that decision. She turns to face him as he talks, although she keeps her eyes low, scared of making eye contact. She chuckles a little to the story, although it's very clear her heart isn't in it. But, the longer it goes on, the more she brightens up, and she has a small smile by the end of it. She glances up "Hey, it's getting pretty late. Where is everyone? Oh no, are we in the wrong place?"
Sorry, don't know where I got the idea there was a crowd there. If it makes you feel better, I had assumed the same, it was just less obvious that I did from my post.
"Ilmara is very smart." She smiles happily. "It'll be good for you! And you can carry my bag for me. I'm just a small child Seffie watches Somonti's big entrance curiously. Any flicker of recognition on Somonti's behalf is completely missed by Seffie, who takes a moment to try and place Somonti. That girl who... lives in the... tavern, maybe? Or is it the blacksmith? She's preparing to introduce herself when Somonti begins her big speech. Woah. What happened to her? She seems so... hurt. She applauds Aeric's singing, hoping that his speech would help her calm down. That was amazing! He really is fearless.. Either way, she resolves to talk to Somonti one on one later. "Ahh! Your fur is gorgeous!" she excitedly exclaims to Mizuchi. "I'm Seffie. What's your name?" She giggles at Aeric's rage impression. "Hi! I'm Seffie and I work magic with the blessing of The Lady of Graves. Normally, I tend to the dead. But with luck that won't come up?" She chuckles a little at her own joke. "But I have healing and defensive charms, and a couple other magic tricks ready." When there's a pause, Seffie drifts over to Somonti with a small smile, which was intended to convey friendship but made slightly unnerving by her lifeless eyes. "I don't think anything of you!" She pauses just long enough to realize what she just said and how it could be interpreted "Ah! I, uh, I mean not anything bad. I don't think anything bad of you. Um" Sheepishly and definitely aware of how she's messing this up, she tries one more time, hesitation evident in her voice "I'm glad you're coming?"
Seffie was going to be late. This was exceedingly obvious to her, although perhaps less so to Father Prasst who kindly chose to check in on her that morning. When he arrived bright and early that morning, he found her almost ready to bound out the door in the same dirt stained outfit she wore while grave-tending the previous day, having barely slept a wink due to excitement. After a brief disagreement, Seffie reluctantly agreed to change into a special set of armour she had borrowed specially, gulp down some breakfast, perform a quick prayer to Pharasma, and set out at a dead run. This, of course, made her one of the first arrivals, a position she took with aplomb and dignity, by bouncing around the square and grinning at everyone who showed up. As Aeric arrives, she reciprocates his smile and bursts into speech "Ah! Aeric! Isn't this so-" she pauses and takes in Aeric's armoured and armed state with wide eyes. "Wait, wait, wait. Are you coming with us?" Without waiting for an answer, she continues "Sooooooo, who talked you into it?" She raises her eyebrows accusatorially. Excitedly, she wanders over to Jobu to introduce herself. "Hi Jobu! I'm Seffie. Are you coming too? I think we're gonna have so much fun" Seffie is a young human, distinguished by her faded grey hair and eyes, both of which have an almost lifeless energy to them. She is dressed in a suit of studded leather armour which, to be frank does not fit her especially well and it is quite clear she is unused to the weight. Her holy symbol, a carved wooden spiral, is tied prominently around her neck.
In case peeps miss it, Gameplay is open! Oh jeeze, I just missed it last night. You guys work fast! @GM that background contact sounds perfect actually. That's exactly the kind of person Seffie would look up to.
Aeric: Seffie listens rapturously and applauds the performance afterwards. "Hmmm. Is it Elvish?" she guesses. "It's strangely pretty. Like how people talk about elves" "Oh! Wow" She's stunned by the actual language in question. "I never thought that demons could be responsible for something so beautiful. Olga is very clever" Seffie opens her mouth as though to ask a question, but closes it after a moment and stays silent. If you know her well, you would be able to guess this is her clamping down on her curiosity to respect your mourning process. On the street or in an inn, she would demand more and more details, asking about what the demons look like and what other songs Olga had come up with and so on. But in the graveyard, she almost intuitively understands that this story isn't really for her and she treats it like a sacred charge. She listens to the rest of the story rapturously, laughing and gasping at appropriate moments, but never interrupting. Seffie solemnly watches Aeric pour his drink, and then lays a single flower on the grave from her bag while whispering a traditional Pharasman prayer. "May your respite be peaceful and your judgement fair."
That's totally fair. Seffie would definitely hope for friendship, but either way I'm curious to see where it goes. I really gotta properly catch up on everyone's backstories. Hoping to read through them all tonight. You're going to look like you're taking your kids for a walk Aeric! Or we're taking our senile granddad for a stroll in the woods :P I love this mental image so much. Grumpy warrior granddad! @Aeric - I like the idea of Seffie and Aeric being kinda friends! I currently have her working as an apprentice gravekeeper, so she's responsible for cleaning graves, showing visitors around, and helping with funerals. She would very happily and respectfully show you around the graveyard, listen to your stories and songs, and talk about the merits of various grave procedures (she's horrified at the tragedy of the Worldwound, and acknowledges that while it isn't a perfect way to bury the dead, burning the corpses could be reasonable in those circumstances).
Oh boy, my Pharasma Oracle is going to get to have Opinions about that (I'm kidding, it'll probably be fine. She believes in coaxing sentient ghosts to the grave gently and helping them with final business if necessary)
Thanks for the tips :) I have a pretty good core for the character build already, driven by the backstory and personality. Her thing is having power over the undead and a lot of necromancy. Mostly, I'm just looking for small things to shuffle like skill ranks and chosen spells to help adjust to the party. But honestly, I'm more worried about having an interesting personality and backstory, and playing a fun and interesting character than I am about optimizing. I'm also quite experienced with oracles myself haha. It's one of my favourite classes easily.
Hello friends! Sorry I'm slightly late. Draft one of my character sheet will be going up shortly. I don't really have any specific build plans. I'll have a smidge of healing and a smidge of buffing/debuffing, I think. If there's anything really important that should be covered, let me know. Looking forward to playing with you all! |
