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Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

To the fiercest of those who argue, Shannon is quick to interject. "One group could not have succeeded without the other. Each of us took great risks, and praise Shelyn, we were victorious. Each victory we share in equal measure, and so we must be equally daring."

More as an aside, though, he smiles to the glassblower. "What say you?"

The singer is grateful for the soup and uses his makeshift veil now as a bib, tucked cravat-like into his collar.

"I am sorry if you were injured when the cart was overturned," Shannon apologizes to Arael, brushing his lips with the bib after every two spoonfuls of tomato soup. "It just seemed the best way to stop them from just running away with you."


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

I am here, but was waiting for a round of posting from everyone before I post again. I may be a diva, but I don't wanna take all the limelight.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

He returns to the girls. "Sorry you had to see that. He isn't a bad person, just...the only person of any importance, according to him."


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

"Nothing more than a pleasant afternoon's ride," Shannon nods, feeling the part of a true conspirator in that moment. The gravity of his transgression against national law occurs to him and there is a flutter in his chest, but he steels himself and stows it away. "Is there anything we can do to repay you for this? I know it must have been a difficult decision to support us when Gorvio let it slip during dinner conversation..."


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Thesing is given an enamored smile. Shannon seems rendered speechless by his sudden puffery. But no sooner does the thespian leave that the diva breathes a whore's sigh. But Jacovo's gratitude is a brief pick-me-up. He reaches out and shakes hands, his own as soft and limp as it looks.

"You're welcome, sir," and then he nods to the second question, but doesn't answer audibly. "Gorvio is just fine, too. Safe and sound."


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

"Perish the thought, Thesing, you've a longer face than they do," Shannon says, handing the reins of his own horse over to whomever is putting them away. "I'd sooner deny a Hellknight his horse than deny you the stage. In what role are you cast that calls for horseplay? I was just telling the girls here that they haven't lived until they've seen you in the element."

Shannon just smiles at Gorvio's uncle and appears to be attempting to distract Thesing so heavily from his berating with flattery and interest so that the poor old fellow is spared.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Taking 10 on Perform (Sing) hits the DC for me

Even before the company has rounded the corner into the stall, Shannon can hear the imperious cries. "No."

He stops, and shakes his head. "I'd know that voice anywhere. Thesing. Thesing Umbero Ulvano, tenor of the Westcrown Opera. Just between us, he's a natural baritone with a decent tenor range, but he's always pitched as a genuine tenor. Hum."

If the girls aren't interested in such details, he looks a little put out, but continues on. "I may be drawn into this, so fair warning. He's very...high maintenance."

Shannon removes a kerchief from a back pocket, wets it with his tongue, and uses it to clean some dirt smudges from his cheek and his hands so as not to look entirely unpresentable. Then he strides into the stable, leading a horse.

"Oh, Thesing! Who is trying to sabotage your performance? And how could anyone, with a voice like yours?"

Bluff: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (16) + 12 = 28 to adopt a believeably flattering demeanor


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Thanks.

"No shame to be had, Gorvio," Shannon soothes. "I simply did not want to be surprised if he began asking questions about what he knew. For example, had you told him they were borrowed for use in an outdoor theater, I could tell him they minded their bowels remarkably well through every act."


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Which of the NPCs went with Janiven and aren't back yet?

Not until they are safe at the church does Shannon remove the scarf-turned-veil, disposing of it neatly in the nearest fire (cooking fire or otherwise). He cleans the mud from his boots and the pitch from his hands and then nods to Gorvio. "We can return them, certainly. Does your uncle know why they were borrowed? If not, what reason did you give?"


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Take it for me. Just imagine the destructive capacity of a High C with large-sized lungs.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

The only way we should sell the Hellknight gear is on a Westcrown black market, if somebody has connections that way. Otherwise its like beating up some state troopers, taking their guns and badges, and selling them at the local pawn shop. :)


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

That's the thing about using Hero Lab. It sometimes does some stuff you might think is wrong, but there's a reason why it does what it does (it just doesn't always explain). When I added it I remember thinking those statbooster spells were all 2nd level spells, and then I thought I bet this has to do with having Shelyn as a deity. The 1st level version of the spell listed Jade Regent as the source, and then I checked the paizo forums as to why and and voila. I'm pretty pleased because that's one of those spells a bard wants to have a lot of, and it is nice to have it as a 1st level spell.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

That's right, it's because he's a worshiper of Shelyn. The deity entry in Night of Frozen Shadows for Jade Regent has the entry:

Quote:
Clerics and paladins of Shelyn may prepare charm person as a 1st-level spell and good hope as a 4th-level spell; they may prepare sympathy as an 8th-level spell but can only cast it on works of art. All priests treat charm animal as if it were a 2nd-level spell on their class spell list. Bards may learn eagle’s splendor as if it were a 1st-level spell. In addition to unbreakable heart (see Pathfinder Campaign Setting: Gods and Magic), her priests have access to the following spell.

Though it appears in that AP sourcebook, it applies universally.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

I thought so, as well, but Hero Lab made it available to me as a 1st lvl. I will check to see what the exception is. May just be a different source.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

The groups I run use party XP rather than individual XP. If they miss an encounter of opportunity for experience, they all miss it. That way everyone levels at the same time and they have an incentive to work together to level more quickly. In addition, it works out that if a player is missing from the group and the challenges are therefore a bit harder, the XP bump for them facing adversity is higher because it is divided by less.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Picked up the Daze spell, inspired by Addie's witchy charms, as well as Eagle's Splendor, which only comes naturally for pretty boys.

Gained Versatile Performance, with his talent in singing giving Shannon a gratuitous insight into Bluffing and Sensing Motives.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Bonus!

Hit Die: 1d8 ⇒ 3


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

The bard debates Arael's question. It sounded just as deeply concerned for Janiven's welfare as she had been for his. It certainly did seem that there might be more than a merely professional relationship between them, whether or not they acknowledged it. The truth was, Shannon wasn't sure whether she was safe or not after she led the horseman away towards the woods. He hoped she was. For a moment he considers lying to Arael and just saying "yes", but he doesn't think that is a good way to get off on the right footing.

"She distracted some of the men guarding you. She intends to meet us at the safehouse as soon as she loses them. Either way, we cannot stay here. We're only a short distance from the Hellknight gates and someone's bound to come checking on the transport soon."

He climbs onto the horse Arael rides and awkwardly takes a hold on him to ride rear saddle.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Shannon will take the four CLW potions, but will keep one for himself and give one to Celia, one to Addie, and one to Zalika.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Or keep them for subversive uses. Never know when you might need and armiger outfit.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

The bard stands over the armigers pinned beneath the fallen cart. He answers Arael in such a way that they are sure to hear it. "We're the orphans of Westcrown. When this city bedded a devil, she abandoned us. Now she's caught up in this infernal play and can't find her way out. We're lighting the way for her, and every Wiscrani who lives in fear."

Intimidate: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Perform (Act): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22

Clearly, Shannon is borrowing something from the stage in his response. There is an edge as yet unheard to his voice, one purely affected for the purposes of the armigers who can hear it, to both unsettle them...and ensure they remember it.

Not lifting the veil yet, Shannon holds a hand up to help Arael down from the top of the carriage. Much more quietly, the bard whispers to him. "Janiven sent us. She's risked herself to see you free. We'll take you back to her."


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Will Save: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22 vs. DC 12


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Round 5

The shriek evens out into a sustained note, a high A, held strong for a full six seconds. With a hand, Shannon fishes out one of the curative potions they had found in the sewers, conscientious of the blood being drawn from the Hellknights. In the aftermath of this prison rescue, the Hellknights can proclaim them common murderers and thus sow even more fear into the populace of Westcrown, a fear used to control them.

If none are dead, they can make no such claims easily, and to release the story to the public would only raise questions: why rescue a man and kill no one? What then was the goal? Such a gap could then be easily exploited, provided Janiven is able to act quickly upon it...

Swift action to continue Bardsong. Move action to get a bit closer to the combat. Move action to retrieve a CLW potion.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

The order of actions has gotten a bit out of whack, so I'm going to wait for the GM to resolve some things before I post again.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Round 4

Azlanti:
o/` Hear my confession!
o/` Know my guilt!
o/` Too dear is she, too dear by far
o/` to drive a blade so deep
o/` too deep by far
o/` and sunder twin hearts in twain!
o/` Let my neck bear the noose
o/` my spine the rack
o/` my limbs the axe
o/` my body your JUSTICE!

The voice changes a second time to a crisp baritone, and anyone watching the bard would take notice that his mannerisms have transitioned from a taut passivity to a desperate clutching, legs spread far and one arm stretched as though chained and the other clawing at the Hellknight. Hammat pleads with the governor to turn vengeance into justice and visit it upon him to spare Isabela, and as has been traditionally staged, takes the inquisitor's lash to his bare back on the final word "justice". To the average theater-going audience, it is an onomatopoeic scream that clouds the comfort of justice with the abject pain of vengeance. To the Hellknight audience, the pain is real and palpable, and possibly stunning.

Swift action to continue Bard Song. Standard action to cast Ear Piercing Scream (DC 15 Fort Save for half damage and no Daze effect) on the Asmodean Hellknight. In addition, he is using an additional Bard Song to again Spellsong the spell.

Sonic Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5
Perform (Sing): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (14) + 10 = 24 is the Perception/Sense Motive DC to notice that was a spellcasting.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Round 3

Azlanti:
o/` She speaketh evil
o/` Every ear has born witness.
o/` How am I to judge her?
o/` As murderer or mistress?
o/` The dead demand justice
o/` and I demand vengeance.
o/` But my heart demands more!
o/` More!
o/` And no thought can quench its thirst!

The soprano descends into a strident tenor, clearly a different characterization, and that it is as Governor Raldo makes bear his lusting for Isabela, made all the more lustful and troubled by her crimes. The repetition of More! in Azlanti, however, is an incongruous note in the stanza; where it should have been a seventh ascending to the root, it is instead sung as a piercing sharp ninth. Expectation is shattered...and so might be the attention span of the Asmodean.

Swift action to continue Inspire Courage; Move action to move within spell range of the Asmodean; Standard Action to cast Daze (DC 14 Will Save) against him, using Spellsong (and a use of Bardsong) to mask the spell as though it were just a part of the song.

Perform (Sing): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11 Would be the Perception/Sense Motive DC to notice that was a spellcasting.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Round 2

Now Shannon's hands unclasp and he calls to mind an aria from the end of Act 2 in Hammat & Isabela, wherein the heroine pleads with the Governor for the freedom of her lover, on trial for a murder committed by her and not he. The hands he once clapped are outstretched towards the battle, as though wet with blood. In a tremulous soprano, he pitches her eternal case in Azlanti. Those who know the language of the opera libretto, however, will know the translation:

Azlanti:
o/` Am I right to accuse?
o/` My lord, tell me true!
o/` Where he stands accused
o/` my hands are stainéd red
o/` and not from wine as was told
o/` but by that which is sweeter!
o/` Richer!
o/` Thicker than any verdict ere reached.

The bard's poise in the midst of combat seems to make the entire conflict feel somehow...staged. As though victory were just within reach, if it is written into the libretto itself that way. This subtle sense of hope bolsters the abilities of his companions.

Standard Action: Bard Song. Granting +1 to Attack and Damage rolls as well as +1 to Will Saves vs. Fear/Enchantment to all allies

While performing, he moves to the nearest rocky upcropping, taking a dais rather than using it for cover.

Move action to get a bit further out of reach of anyone who wanted to charge at him.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

I am here, just waiting on Addie's action before I take my own. It potentially determines my target and action.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

*Victory dance*


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Round 1

A light wind blows across his veil, giving the confrontation a surreal feel. Even though he cannot make out their expressions perfectly, he knows they must be flabbergasted with the sudden fire. With so many of the Hellknights seated atop the carriage, Shannon looks for a way to surprise them all...

...and realizes that the best ones to surprise are the horses.

Shannon locks his knees. His elbows bend and his open palms go up into the air like a conductor ready to begin his score.

And then he begins it, with a crashing of his palms together. An explosion of sound like several pistol shots goes off right next to the horse's ears to attempt to spook them into bolting and possibly overturning the cart and the Hellknights with it.

I know Arael is inside, but he'll be fine. Shelyn please, let him be ok if this works...

Casting Ghost Sound to spook the horses into bolting and possibling turning the cart over, maybe pinning half of the hellknights under it if it does and maybe rendering the rest prone. DC 14 Will Save for each horse to resist the illusion.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

I have some thoughts but have to wait formy turn in initiative.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Any map needed or is this straight to combat?


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Shannon dons the veil over his head, grateful for how it obscures his face. The tension of the morning has him distracted enough that he doesn't seem to be aware that he looks a bit like a harried bride in male drag.

Once at the scene, Shannon asks everyone to hide under the bridge, and then he walks in a zigzag along the path to see whether anyone is visible under the bridge, as in, whether the Hellknights approaching the bridge would be able to see them. If all is clear and he can't make them out, he gives an approval. Otherwise, he says they need to find a better way to hide themselves.

Janiven should probably protect the crossbowers in case they get in trouble somehow.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Am I ready to set things on fire? Hell yeah.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Sorry to hear about the less than stellar experiences with other games, Zalika. I've been doing PbP on here since sometime last year and I've already picked up the habit of vetting potential DMs by doing some searches through any other games they've done. (Yes, leinathan, if you're wondering, I did the same to you!)

Sometimes, though, you get that one dark horse who seems really, really awesome and then... :(


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Everyone deserves a big introductory post! We all got one.

"Pimp?" The diva lifts both eyebrows. His expression cannot decide whether it is judgmental or curious. "Are you being facetious?"

He seems relieved that the notion of burning the bridge after the Hellknights had crossed goes over well. The romantic notion of civil rebellion sits well with Shannon: staging public displays of passive resistance, playing the demagogue, hanging banners and holding peaceful demonstrations. There is a familiar theatric in demanding more of the limelight than the ruling stage manager wants to allow.

But destroying property and potentially putting lives at risk was a new horizon. Where action was action and not staged drama. He couldn't help but pray, silently, that in burning this bridge he wasn't burning the last bridge between Westcrown and peace.

"Whatever I can do to help, Janiven."

When Zalika comes in, Shannon is near to finishing his sewing work. He unfurls the thinnest part of his lace scarf and with a light ripping tears one layer from the other, and only then does it become clear to everyone what he's been sewing for himself - a veiled circlet, dove-white in contrast to Addie's dark.

Craft (Costume): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 5 = 22


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Welcome! Another thing I can say is that I knew you had a good rep for sticking around, just from what I have seen on the boards. I think the retcon is easiest but I will leave it up to the GM's aesthetic. :)


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

After looking through them again myself, I am also most partial to those two concepts.

On the one hand, Zalika is cool and a half-orc and a beefcake. But also the party would feel estrogen heavy! Not that I have a problem with that, necessarily.

On the other hand, Ichiro is cool and might be a bestie unless he thinks Shannon sucks and Shannon goes all diva on him. I'd like to say he'd keep some of the male bravado, but he's a dandy, too.

That said, I'm happy with either and leave it to GM choice.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

I thought that might be the case with the NPCs.

I tend to find that people get more attached to their own characters than to characters they didn't design, so I would go straight to trying to incorporate a new PC. At this point it wouldn't bother me if we just retconned a PC other than Jessnen having accompanied us. That said, you could either go on a fishing expedition for another fightery beefcake or pick up one you considered but glossed over in the original recruitment.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

No idea where Jessnen is. Doesn't appear to have logged in since the beginning of the month. What's your plan for that, GM?


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

"Well..."

Knowledge (Local): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

That's a knowledge local check to know about that bridge. Shannon was originally hesitant because he thought the bridge might be used for trade to Westcrown, but if that bridge is only a bridge that leads to the Citadel, then burning it down inconveniences only the Hellknights. Which is no huge loss to him. If it only inconveniences them, he says, yeah, burn the damn bridge. If it would inconvenience others, then he suggests just the ground on our side of the bridge, in between them and the cart.

"As far as starting the fire goes, we could use lamp oil or pitch."

When the gnome offers his talents, Shannon presses his hands together thankfully. "Yes, that's exactly the kind of talent I was referring to."


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

"Thank you."

Shannon removes a pair of scissors from the box and then folds his chantilly scarf end over end, measuring out sections of a specific length. Once he has it folded, where each fold segments the scarf into the length of his measurement, he cuts either end of the lacy scarf with the scissors.

"Will the cage be attached be tethered to horses? If so, then anyone who knows how to guide them can use them to help us get the cage away from the Hellknights faster. I mean, I don't know how to break him out of a cage right there on the spot..."

He arranges each strip of lace scarf side by side in vertical lines and then takes two and begins to thread them together. Then he threads a third to the two he'd already threaded together.

"If the Hellknights are riding on horseback in advance of the cage..."

He stops to take a spare length of the lacy scarf and threads its opposite ends together, forming a band.

"...then maybe if we pour something like oil here," he points to the foot of the bridge, "in the dirt, and then let the Hellknights cross over it onto the bridge with their horses, and then someone lights the oil on fire before the cage gets onto the bridge, then do you think that would spook their horses from wanting to double back and leave the bridge from the way they came? Or are their horses better trained than that? It might buy us some time to get Arael and/or the cage out of there and the fire would be on the ground, not setting the bridge ablaze."


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

"But I am sure that traders use that bridge, as well. Compromising the integrity of that bridge could have consequences that hurt people who have nothing to do with this...but even so, if the caltrops were placed at the far end of the bridge, and we pincered them from the other side, the Hellknights and their caravan would have precious little space to engage in effective combat."

Shannon seems very much out of his element, however. "I agree that no one should die over this. And we have so little time. I am for the bridge, and we should go there as soon as possible to survey the area. Though...does anyone have a needle and some thread here?"


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Dust motes drift in an early shaft of sunlight that streaks through the boarded windows of the temple. Shannon's eyes open and focus on the soft and early morning scene. In the dream haze of waking, each dust mote is a Wiscrani moving in a slow slave march around the streets. Not so much enslaved by chain and whip as by coin and circumstance.

It hits him then, unexpected. A short gasp and a pained exhale as the full weight of his mother's death - no, annihalation - hits him full force. A tidal wave of memories, frothing with emotion, overwhelms him. A single anguished sob spins the dust motes in a furious eddie, Wiscrani people rioting in the madness of the morning light, surrounded by darkness just beyond the edges of their single beam world.

Just as soon as it was upon him, he had control of it and was sitting up. A lingering memory of his mother and a black dress with a candied apple, kicking off one of her slippers...

Minutes later, he is pleasantly groomed and standing before Janiven. "You have my aid. Who must we speak to in order to have this resolved?" he asks. Maybe he was just this naive in the morning after a troubled sleep.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Just a heads up that I'm going to be at Gencon from the 14th through to the 19th. I may have some chances to post from the phone and keep up, but it'll be intermittent. Don't wait up for me too much. Things should be back to normal around the 20th.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Shannon is happy to speak with these revolutionaries, mostly so that he can understand why they are even revolutionaries in the first place. He comes across as aloof, but more out of a sense of humility than of genuine pride - much of the silver spoon has already been torn from his mouth with the decay of the House of Rhys and the infamous and brutal execution of the matriarch. Much like Janiven asked each of them what beef they have with the crown and the ruling powers-that-be, Shannon likewise expresses genuine interest in why each of these would-be rebels is sleeping in an abandoned church and plotting resistance against the current governance.

But eventually even he has to bed for the night, knowing that if he does not, his voice will be crummy the following morning.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Nekkid with Celia

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"You can't see it, but I'm sure you remember it well. The tattoo on my face covers a burn mark from the blade of a Hellknight inquisitor's sword. It's not the only one-- there's a reason I wear sleeves and long breeches. My experiences in the Citadel make me pale when considering a career choice among my torturers."

She rises from the water, wrapping herself in a towel. "And in given the choice between the dottari and this resistance? I'd rather be finally guilty of the crimes they accused me of than simply fall in line."

The tall woman pauses; the sound of clothing rustling and buttons clicking into place comes from the other side of the room. "My faith is secondary to that, but equally important. And to keep it fair, quid pro quo; Why are you here? Why here, and not, for example... some performance or lavish party in the Rego Corna?"

He is almost sorry he asked.

Almost.

"What was done to you is an injustice visited upon so many others, and yet even with all your suffering combined it seems as if there can be no balancing of the scales. I hear some say that such suffering makes you a better person. I think it just makes you who you are. Whether better or worse is not something your tormentors get to decide. Only you. If it means anything, Celia - and mind we've only just met - but I think you chose to be better for it."

He remains in the bathtub when he answers her question, and does so while wrapping a linen around his damp hair to make sure it dries evenly. "The caged bird sings, but the free bird enjoys to sing."

A silence hangs afterwards as he thinks. He would not leave her with such a cryptic response. "To be honest, I am here because I had a night free. Performances at the Nightshade - and really, all over Cheliax, but especially here in Westcrown - are more propaganda than art. Have you noticed the price of seats in Westcrown's theaters dropping? The broadening of the pit? The Mayor likes to tout it as a sign of a bettering economy, but in reality it is widening the theater's exposure to Wiscrani of every class to keep them fed on such drivel as...oh, Puglinni's Reflections. In it, a statesman whose district suffers rebellion prays for the power to control his people; the devil Cyronax appears unto him and grants him an enchanted mirror. Each time he looks into this mirror, he not only sees a more powerful version of himself, but becomes that more powerful self. Of course, the price he pays is that Cyronax is given free run of his young wife's body - the role I played - so that he might bear a mortal bastard. In the Third Act, there is an execrable aria sung by the young wife Annalise, wherein she finally accepts the arrangement and praises her husband for making his difficult, but right decision in the interests of serving both the interests of the people and the interests of the crown, each of them wanting peace. And he accomplishes that peace through utter subjugation. The crowd swallows this filth like mead, in particular when Cyronax rapes Annalise. Celia, it is not art, not in any sense, it is perverse entertainment that panders to the lowest common denominator and even worse invites the supremacy of rampant diabolism directly into the Chelaxian cultural zeitgeist!"

A violent splash of water marks the end of Shannon's increasingly loud diatribe, one that might have even been heard beyond the bathing area. The sudden rush of warm water in his eyes from his balled fist stalls him and allows him a moment for breath and reflection. When the water ceases undulating and he sees himself there, he finds the same confidence as the statesman and welcomes back his customary serenity.

"That and many other reasons, I suppose, are why I am here..."

Glassblower

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At the same one, a slight woman walks up to Shannon as he walks, freshly cleaned and dressed, out of the bathhouses. It's the beautiful Tian woman. Bashfully, she kicks a foot back and forth before asking. "Hey...You're Shannon Rhys, right? I just wanted to say that loved your performance of The Gilded Prince! Also...What are you doing here with us?

Dressed and freshened again in his creamy-white outfit, and with the linen still wrapped about his hair, Shannon rolls the chantilly lace scarf around the fingers of his right hand before slowly wrapping it once and then twice around his neck. As he does so, the Tian woman approaches and gushes. He smiles a demure little smile and answers her in the same breathless voice as any fan outside the theater. "Thank you. I am happy that you were so affected."

At her question, he finishes the lace collar and looks around at the others. "Just who exactly is us? I do not believe we've been fully introduced. I am here because, for the moment, it is better to be here than out there. But I am starting to think," he says, giving her a soft, doe-eyed look that might be easily mistaken, "that my being here with you might change from incidence to habit to necessity."


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

"Not a peep from me."

As the two of them bathe separately, their backs to one another, Shannon gets the muck out of his hair. Not covered in blood and goblin filth from never having engaged one of them, his bath seems a bit more geared towards settling his nerves than cleanliness, especially after Addie's gift of prestidigitation.

"Celia, if you don't mind my asking...why not the dottari? Or the Hellknights, for that matter? Is it just a matter of your faith, or something else?"


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

Just missing the berries. Twig is still in place but useless for sexual purposes.


Male Human (Chelaxian) Bard (Chelish Diva) (HP 11/11 | AC 11 | T 11 | FF 10 | CMD 10 | F +0 | R +4 | W +4 | Init +1 | Per +6)

"After seeing what you did to those goblins with a chair leg, I worry for anyone you face down with a real weapon," Shannon says to Jessnen in an attempt to make a friendly comment.

He adds an awkward laugh afterwards that, in a man, would sound jocular, but in Shannon, sounds like a titter.

He then excuses himself to the hot bath behind Celia. Unless Celia or someone else imposes with a sense of propriety, he acts as though they will be bathing together in the same room. If directed elsewise by anyone, he apologizes and goes his own way. Apparently he is no stranger to communal bathing.

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