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Sorry dude, I just don't feel real invested, Not your fault just don't really think it's for me, and doubht it'll be fun for either of us for me to stick around being half invested. It's for the best

Hey guys I'm probably going to bounce PnP just does not seem to be for me, Appreciate you guys inviting me but it's just not my scene I think.

The nature check, was that the right check?

Cool... So does she pass?

"So hot, Where does this go?"

Shea takes a moment to cast a fire protection spell on herself. And then examines the walls, Curious to see how this tunnel was carved.

Nature: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26

Looking to see if the tunnel was dug by hand/Claw or if we have a Starship Troopers lava bug situatiuon here. I also cast Elemental Armor (fire) on myself.

"More scorches down here, careful!"

Is the tunnel dark? If so Shea does things.

Shea touches her hand to her head.

"Uhhh, How about Mole!"

Followed by a puff of multi-colored smoke surrounding her head, when it disperses a second later her nose has changed shape, to the elongated many nubbed nose of a mole, and her pupils had gone pale and expanded to cover most of her eye.

Shea spends 1 mp to cast shape creature on herself to Gain 70-min of Darkvision 60ft and Light Sensitivity, Unless it's not dark, then this is all a fever dream... Also I know moles don't have Darkvision, it's just the flavor of this spell Damnit.

Shea has been deeply pondering the events taking place before her, after a long time considering the events that have passed. She speaks.

Spellcraft: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (3) + 13 = 16

"Uhhhh..."

"Please Sir, It's urgent."

Shea does show the picture of the priest to passerby's in the town. Many of them are travelers after all, perhaps someone has seen him.

"Hello, Have you seen this Man?"
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"Yes I am looking for this priest."
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"I'm looking for this man, have you seen him at all?"

Shea was all down for getting super distracted and attempting to bust a potential murderer out of bondage on a hunch, that sounded fun. but she was outnumbered by her companions, and she got the impression that they where not down for that, Sad. She had a hard time thinking up a way of breaking him out alone in such a short time. Well... He probably did it anyway...

She was still trying to think up some sort of scheme when asked to dismount, seeing Tai do it first she followed suite, Jumping off Glitterhoof.

"So when is he due for his final day, if you don't mind me asking?"

"You think, I mean it does seem weird some normal guy just went crazy, there is no harm in investigating a little."

"Nothings messed up, I just read a lot, Lexica Necronica was a required reading. There is a whole chapter on various executions and the effect is has on the human body, Well... What I'm trying to say is there is no reason to stoop to the murderers level to punish him. Now, what do you mean by foul play? you saying you don't think he did it?"

Shea asks Brother Cyrus.

"Hanging ugh... Couldn't there be a less, Graphic way of executing, I mean Like I understand why it needs to be done, But like... I saw an execution once, The drop is supposed to break the neck but it didn't work this time, his legs where kicking and stuff, It was horrible, Oh god you're not going string him up are you, that's even worse... Like I read in a book that people who are executed like that can survive for hours, they grind their teeth down to the gums and their legs get all bloated. And then there is crucifixion, and Beheading, Do you think the head remains alive after it's cut off? Some people think it does, I bet it does, that would be hell, and then there is..."

Shea rambles about execution methods in the background.

"Anyone who does something like that must be a little crazy, Good you folk where able to catch him before he did it again, Shame about the family though."

Shea follows her companions, She knows very little about hearts and murder investigation procedures, So she just stays quiet and looks magical.

"You know, it's been a while since I traveled with people, You two seem like good people."

"Yeah, that was pretty wild, I hope no one got hurt."

"Big spears of fire that reached up higher than the trees, Yes!"

Shea dramatically waves her arms around.

Shea swoops down to the camp and poofs back into a person.

"Somthing is going on, there is like huge flaming pillars in the distance, like the wratch of gods. We should get moving."

She points the direction the flames Are.

You didn't specify where the flames where, Ahead of us or behind?

Shea wakes up from her chair, shaking away that wierd dream, It was a dream right.
She first tries to assess herself, She learned that sometimes the magically inclined prophetic dreams, She's never had one before though, How exciting. She tries to recall what she knows about Prophecy and the like.

K. Arcane: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (4) + 14 = 18
K. Religion: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20

She then decides to scan for magical aura's just in case, perhaps something was casting a spell on her. Perhaps the dream was literal, She looks at the distance for signs of fire.

"Hey Tai, I'm going to go check something out."

Shea starts casting a spell, Her body shrinking into the form of an Owl. She flies into the sky to look around for fires or shadowy people, or anything else suspicious. Flying straight up and then strafing above the camp in an widening circle for the full 9 minuet duration before landing back in camp.

Perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10

Shea only needs two hours of sleep thanks to her ring, so she just stays up with Cyrus, Sipping tea and reading by magical light.

"So, Who is it you worship?"

Take a 10 K.Religion for a 19

She probably knows who he worships by his Idols and holy symbol, but She's trying to make small talk, She does not know a lot about her companions afterall.

Shea pulls forth from her Bag of holding, A pot and Both a chair and a small end table she "borrowed" from the academy. Using water from her skin to heat up a pot of tea Offering it to anyone who wanted some, before retiring to her chair for the evening.

"I don't often rough it like this, I'm like a wild person."

She said sipping from her Teacup.

"So are we doing Watches? I got some magic that can help."

"Fair enough, Tea will have to wait then. Off to save Ritto!"

"4 days there, 4 days back, gives us two days to find the priest, Plenty of time! No need to work the horses too hard, We might need to make a quick getaway!"

Are we on a timer? Is there a rush?

"We should find a place to stop and set up camp, let's find like a river or pond so Glitterhoof and the others can get a drink. We should not overwork the horses, I'll make us some tea."

Handle Animal: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20

Shea isn't much of a rider, but she's good with animals. She spends most of the ride braiding Glitterhoof's mane and rambling to her companions.

Shea finishes counting her share and scoops it into her bag of holding.

"Happy to be a help, and if you need to help of a powerful master of magecraft again, I'm one sending away!"

she said, snapping her finger and causing a puff of glitter.

Shea gets a saddle put on her horse and jumps on too.

"Hiya! Lets go glitterhoof!"

I was just informed by Danny that this place is called glitter hoofs or something, I legit was not aware of that. I was just naming it after the horse you make your consular in ck2 if you're insane.

How creative... Well... At least it'll never forget where it came from.

It's a CK2 reference, It's also a name Shea would name a horse so it works either way.

"What? Horses are great Tai, I love horses. Always wanted one, but hard to justify keeping a horse on a student's grant. Isn't that right Glitterhoof?"

She feeds the horse another biscuit and strokes its face

Handle Animal: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 13

I have Handle Animal, may as well use it, Shea tries to make the horse like her more.

Shea picks a light gray one.

"Ok, I'll name you.. Glitterhoof."

Digs through her pack for her rations, And feeds Glitterhoof a stale biscuit.

"I have to agree with Cyrus, We Need these horses!"

Shea looks over the horses, Petting each one. She's not too knowledgeable on horses, There is no way she could judge their stock, So she does what a lot of superstitious gambles do when it comes to picking a race horse.

"What are their names?"

She'll pick the one who's name she likes the most.

"To the stables then, I'm always up for petting horses."

"Yes"

Shea had made herself at home, With the Aid of her invisible buddy she had pushed the two beds together as promised. She had strewn the contents of her bag of holding all across the room, most of it clothes, She had a lot of clothes. As well as a large collection of books she "borrowed" from the academy, reagents, souvenirs, and a sizeable seashell collection, The Place felt like a home now.
She casts a few she leaves her room to rejoin her companions, she has ditched the cocktail dress for the more vocational appropriate gown, A plain black robe and a cliché pointed hat.

"Morning everyone." She greets her companions and the nice barkeep.

Shea gives the two gold back and uses it to order food and drink, and when she's done she retires to her room for a bath and a rest.

I did not forget the first post, I've never read it, I think it helps prevent meta gaming so really it's a good thing.

"One of the small rooms will be good, I'll just push the beds together to make a mega bed... Here 12 gold for a week then, Work might mean I don't come back every night, But having a room available for when I do will be nice. Oh also a glass of wine too please."

Shea counts out 12 gold pieces plus whatever it costs for the wine, and hands them to the nice tavern lady, then goes over to the table with Tai and Cyrus.

"Friend of Cyrus? I'm Shea, hello.""

She said, offering her hand to the Half Orc.

Shea goes to find the Tavern keeper I'm guessing Marcie to rent herself a room, The guys seem nice and all, But she wants a room to herself.

"Hello Yes Ma'am, Do you have any rooms available, I might be in town for a few days so I'll pay in advance, It does not need to be big or anything, Give me a Bed and a Washtub and I'll be happy."

Shea puts a smile on her face, Time to use some of that goofy charm, seems like it might be useful

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (14) + 14 = 28

"Sure, and sorry about that business with the fireball, You know how it is, When you got a fireball in your hand you're looking for any excuse to throw it. I'll make up to you all."

"So what's the plan new friends? We doing this tonight? I could use a good nights sleep after being exploded near to death, But It's your call, I doubt I could do this all on my lonesome, Even with my tremendous power."

Prestigitations some party streamers from her fingertips, A Display of her mighty power.

"That sounds like a good place to start, I guess the temple would be the first place to ask around, We could possibly purchase a scroll, That sort of divination scroll would run us about.... A Pretty penny, We might want to only do that as a last resort."

Shea crosses her arms.

"I was gonna say that."

Shea Waves

"Hi I'm Shea Mills, I'm a Gifted Magician"

She does a little curtsy.

"I was just hired and told to come here and find Tai and a Brother Cyrus and help them best I can, I was also given this."

She holds up the image of the Dagger.

"It's like a dagger or a sword or something, I was told to keep a look out for it, besides that I know very little of the wider situation... Actually, I might know something, let me have a closer look at that stuff."

She looks over the map and painting and tries to recall any information she may have picked up during her years of education.

Shea Takes a 10 on her K.Nobility and K.History scores to try and puzzle out who's in the Oil painting.

Shea also takes a 10 on her K.Local, History, and Geography for the map, to recall what these locations are and information on them.

She also takes an 10 on K.Religion to recall information on the faith of Sarenite and perhaps the local temple, just because Tai brought it up.

ALL of those rolls have the same score of 19 when Shea takes a 10

Ha, Well how am I supposed to know that if you don't update your HP you dingbat! I'm keeping it in.

Tai felt the pleasant warm feeling of positive energy raining down on him, He remains unchanged except perhaps his fingernails grew a millimeter or two. Perhaps it relaxed his mood a little too.

Shea crosses her arms.

All this talk of people not being gracious and not even a thank you for my magical miracle healing, Glass houses.

She thinks to herself, Shrugging poofing her windstaff into her hand, idly tooting a tune on it.

"This shindig is pretty boring now that the fighting is done."

"I don't really know what you've guys have gone through, but if someone is trying to force you to do something you don't want to, Then ditch them."

She said, her unseen servant sliding a seat over to her, Plopping down into it.

"I mean, it seems like they need us, So if they can't be a little gracious then why bother. Let them handle their own problems. But that's just what I would do... I'm thirsty."

Shea looks around the room, where there any drinks provided? If so she has her unseen servant bring her some.

Also she suddenly realizes Tai looks really beat up. Just noticed that

"Oh damn, you're really hurt, let me help you with that."

Shea holds out her hands and glittery sparkles rain over Tai.

Need to heal 34, ok.

3d6 + 5 ⇒ (5, 2, 5) + 5 = 17
3d6 + 5 ⇒ (6, 5, 3) + 5 = 19
that's enough

And for about two minuets Shea just bathes Tai in what looks like glitter till all his wounds heal up.

3d6 + 5 ⇒ (3, 2, 3) + 5 = 13
3d6 + 5 ⇒ (2, 5, 6) + 5 = 18

She also sprays Cyrus with glitter too for a good two minuets.

And then Shea bursts through the door, looking clean and refreshed, Looking around the room at all the sour faces.

"Why's everyone so glum?"