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Sena gives Vincent a smile, clearly thankful for his assistance.
The warning from Vincent and the sounds of the contraption are more than enough for Sena too nimbly step out of the splash range of the contraption. The question of scouting however peeked her interest "It's so close then? Well, I suppose now that we are on the hunt I might as well prepare myself." Sena reaches behind her head and unbinds the soaked bandages leaving her milky white eyes exposed. Letting the bandages dangle from the side of her bow. "I've no invisibility either. Like Micarlin I will soon be able to manage it but for now I would think of Flinchy as the best scout, if what he says of vanishing from sight is true. My capability's would be somewhat hampered by my condition." She finishes with a gesture to her eyes. OOC: Though it is clear Sena CAN see, exactly how much is probably uncertain to all of you. In character at least.
Sena steps out of the air craft first, answering Flinchy's question with but a nod. "Let's cease our discussion's until after the job is done. We will have plenty of time to talk with nothing on our mind afterwords." She says as she waits outside the air ship for someone to begin guiding her.
Sena takes a deep breath of the high skies air. Trying her best to keep away from the edge, she sits in the middle of the ship.
"Oh, my. And they say chivalry is dead." Says Sena right before giving Vincent a peck on the cheek in an equally teasing manner. she adds "Hope you can keep up when things get heated. They surely will tonight." Before allowing him to lead her up the stairs.
Sena listens intently to the dwarf's assurance of her companions. After he finishes Sena stands, grabs the for the sealed parchment and begins calmly walking towards the stairs. "I need to hear no more of this. If you'll come with me, come with me. If not... I need someone to navigate me there at the very least. I don't believe asking for directions to my query's abode is a very wise infiltration strategy. Stopping at the very first step Sena turns back and offers her hand, as a lady would, too whomever will take it. "Lead me there if you will. It is time to quell evil from this world." She runs her fingers along the bandages on her outstretched arm. A slightly disturbing smile creeps its way across her face. "Just as lady Vildeis would."
Sena jostles the bow that hangs on her back. Speaking in a non-whisper for the first time tonight she says "Despite how I've become, I've substantially improved in archery. I can also cast some spells, though they aren't very potent. My condition does hinder my range somewhat, but I can still perform rather effectively. I'm not used to things like this, but this man sounds like a danger. It is probably best that he be removed." Sena nods her head in approval of her summation of her ability's.
Sena smirks at Vincent's attempt to keep her aware of his presence. "I would like that, though I don't think a rivalry with a blind, albino girl is a very fulfilling one, and I can tell where you are without you touching me you know... everyone breaths." With that Sena lets out a relived sounding sigh, letting her shoulders stoop and her posture relax. Seemingly letting it sink in that she's with friends. Except for one. "Y-yes, What Balthasar said. I would imagine this is about as many people as will fit here. So what is it you want of us?"
"Ah! Vincent? I thought I hadn't heard you yet." Sena turn's in the direction of Vincent and likewise gives him a curtsy as well. "It's good to see you. I must look a might bit different from last we all meet."
Sena trundles down the stairs behind the group with a sure footedness not often seen of a blind person. "I-I'm not sure if we're all here... Isn't that y-you're job to know? I do not know who all you asked to come." Rubbing her hands together to get the coldness out, only a moment later realizing she hadn't greeted the man yet. Sena begins to go into a bow, then, remembering she's not at the monastery anymore, turns it into more of a curtsy with her robe. "Pleased to meet you Sir, I am Sena Drovely, and good too see all of my old friends again as well. It took me a moment Micarlin, but no one on in the world talks quite like you do, and hearing that jogged my memory of the rest."
Sena, decides that if the man who shouted at her wants to explain himself, he will follow her upstairs for some fresh air. The insides of a ship aren't the nicest place to spend a day. Sena comes up from the ships innards just in time to hear the dope ass rhyme leave Micarlin's mouth. "OH! Ah, I swear it's not like that... I was just, tending my bandages and he came in and... n-nothing like what you said." She says, holding her hand over her nose and cheeks to hide her painfully obvious blushing against her abnormally pale skin. A moment after Sena rises from the bowls of the ship and defends her reputation a small bird flutters out after her landing on her bow slung across her back. Tweeting and spreading its wings out, it speaks, loudly in contrast to its owners subdued, almost wispery voice. "Not what you said! Nope! Nope! Nope!"
Sena yelps at Balthasar enters the room with a shout. Fumbling the roll of red bandages she was using to wrap her left arm. Picking the roll back up and stowing it in her backpack, Sena responds with a subdued "W-who's there?" Clearly anxious.
Sena arrives early at the "Time Killer", always worried about being late due to her condition she often starts her day in the wee hours of the morning. It takes her nearly an hour to prepare for the day alone after all, not to mention how long it takes to GET anywhere while blind. The kindness of strangers is all you can really rely on. Now however, after a half hour of wandering the docks, Sena sits below deck on the supposed "Time Killer", adjusting her bandages and chittering with her little song bird. Or so she hopes... Really not in the mood to fight off kidnappers today, or any day really.
...because you plan to kill one of us and take our spot? Quick! everyone delete the PM's! We've been found out!
Aw, sweet! I got into table two! Hope it happens, see you there if it does!
Here she is, Sena Drovely, former town rich girl turned monastery mage. Would Vildeis be setting appropriate? She's my favorite deity, and I believe is the one most likely to call on Warrior's personally.
When shall I feel puny weapons bounce off my flesh? Hopefully soon! :D
Only thing odd about this guy is the one 3pp feat and his race. Other than that he's a fairly standard invincible barbarian.
Do you guys want our characters all done or just mostly so? Because I just need to spend the last 4/10ths of my wealth for this guy and He's done.
Maybe we use actual XP for once? That way we'll keep advancing a little bit, but once we reach level 14 or so, our 100k xp lead won't matter that much. We wouldn't be getting any XP for like 3 1/2 books.
I know when I played the 3.5 version of Rise we were epic level and he nearly TPKed us. I remember hearing that pathfinder PC's are about 1.5 times as powerful as standard 3.5 PC's.
I hope we go to fricken lvl20/Mythic10 man! We'z got cheatz, they don't. I also imagine we can MAKE some challenges for ourselves. I.E. A level 3 party would have to find another way to take out the gobo society... We could have a fight with like 300 gobos instead. stuff like that.
RotRL Sounds awesome. If we make it to the end we would probably just smoosh the rune lords. Not to mention Gobos ineffectively gnawing at our ankles sounds hilarious.
Here's a majority of my build done. I'm only using one piece of 3PP material and its the Wild healing feat, from paizo fans united, it lets me heal 1d8+con+cha as a standard action but makes me fatigued. I've got a cord of stubborn resolve to just turn that into a some nonlethal that I can heal up along with standard damage. Since we are sorta going for a cheat code thing I decided to try for being as invincible as possible, With all the DR I can get and all the damage I can mitigate I get giddy at the thought of Blades bouncing off of me! |