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Sierra was standing in the hall, not wanting to go into the room with the circle, when Parnell quickly calls out about something moving and then rushing out. She follows behind him quickly, calling out softly "Parnell, are you sure you should be rushing off after this thing?"

She's home now. Thank you.

Sorry, guys. I'll get back online Saturday. My mother has been in the hospital. So it's work, there, home/sleep and start again.

Sierra immediately sees the key laying on the table as she looks around the room. "Found a key", Sierra calls out before searching on the desk.
Picking up some documents and maps, Sierra glances through them. Wonder if any of this will help us determine where they went? she wonders to herself.
Taking the maps and any documents that look helpful, Sierra exits the room and heads up to the room with the kids.
At the door, Sierra stops. Seeing the room rather full, she holds out the key to Tipene, "Here, Tipene, try this key. Hopefully it opens the cage."

Sierra looks at Zel questioningly, before responding to the children. Go ahead and go upstairs. She's very scared and your presence may help calm her. I'll look for the key in this S.C's room.
Sierra heads over to the room, opening the door slowly and looking around. She heads to the desk in the room and starts rifling through the drawers.

perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Sierra glances again at the girl before nodding at Tipene, "Yes, i'll head downstairs and speak with them."
Sierra walks through the hall towards the stairs, her head shaking and eyes sad. So much ugliness. Children should be cherished, not used like this.
Walking into the room with the boys, she notices how much calmer they are.
"Sir, we need the boys help, if they can help us, that is. Looking at each a boy, she addresses them next. We found the little girl but she's locked in a cage upstairs and we can not find the key. We need your help to get her out. Any idea where a key might be? If not, help us look for one. But please, don't run. We will not hurt any of you. We will take you to the church for help, once your sister is freed.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Guess a check would've been nice with my post earlier. apologies.
Of course, it didn't do alot of good...

Finding the girls cage locked, Sierra starts looking around for a key. "We need to find a key or break the lock so we can get her out. Do you think the boys downstairs could calm her down while we look?"

Sierra nods at Parnell and heads over to the door to go upstairs. She reaches the landing, pausing at the site of the blood trail. Her pace picks up when she hears Tipene calling out for help.
Rushing down the hall, she pulls up to an abrupt stop when she reaches the door of the room Tipene called from.
Her tone questioning, she slowly enters the room. "Tipene? Looking first at the boy on the floor and then at the girl in the cage, Ssshhhh child, it'll be ok. There are a few of your friends downstairs. It's ok, we're here to help.

Sierra had wanted to go upstairs but she changed her mind and decided to stay with the children.
"Is there a place in town we can take the children?" Sierra asked the two men still downstairs. "Being new to the town, I'm not sure what to do with them after we deal with this threat."

Looking up at the old man, she grumbles Easy with the questions, sir. They're just children, scared kids at that. Give them a couple minutes to adjust to not having to do things that never wished to do.
Sierra looks over the boys, trying to sooth and heal anything that needs it. Speaking more softly, as she checks each child, Sierra murmurs It'll be alright, kids. We'll get the ones that hurt you and those that have your sister.
She keeps looking towards the stairs, wishing she could've went with the others. Watch over them, Ceanna. Please keep them safe.

heal: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Boys, we won't hurt you, IF you don't try to hurt us. The child is only asleep. Whom else is in the building? Sierra looks around the room, still keeping an eye towards the door behind them also.
perc: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15

Heal Sie: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10
Heal Tip: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11

Sierra looks in wonder as Pyrrhus easily breaks the door down. Keeping an eye on the building with the two ranged attackers, Sierra will follow the others inside.

Sierra takes out her healing kit, gathers her bandages and applies them to herself and Tipene.

I like for the gm to roll initiative.

initiative: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

Sierra looks around to see if there is anywhere she can move to get closer to Parnell.
If there isn't, she'll keep an eye out for anyone that could help them.
Sierra yells out, Parnell. Are you ok?
Seriously, Sierra? He's trapped by thugs, of course he's not ok.
Sighing at herself, she frets over what she can do to help.

perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

Am I at the corner of the road where the others will see me? Sorry, just a tad lost as to where we are.

Sierra gasps as the arrow flies her way. Ceanna, i ask for your help and protection.

As Parnell ran to the doorway, Sierra noticed two different shooters, one from a window and another on the roof.
Aim at the shooters right side, Sierra. Lets not kill him. You wouldn't want to disappoint Parnell. Thinking to herself, as she took aim at the closest shooter, letting one of her bolts fly.

Attack within 30ft: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12

perc: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

Sierra ducked back when Parnell called it out. She tried to spot the guy who was firing at them.
Of course, Parnell. Be careful, though. Smiling at him, she raises her crossbow and aims it towards the building that Parnell pointed at.

Sierra looks at Parnell and anyone else left in the alley and asks "Do you think we should look in side of some of these buildings?"
She looks around, to see if she can discern anything that might give a clue as to where the thief may be hiding.

Per: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

I thought everyone had posted a reply to what was going on...

I usually am able to post daily. Sometimes though, I will skip a day with the posting. Just really depends on what's going on game wise and real life.

I'm around still also.

Sierra had been listening to the others introduce themselves. She really hates to make introductions, so she was waiting until the end.
Before she got the chance, there was a call of thief and everyone went running outside to look.
Looking for the thief suited Sierra just fine.
Being short, she didn't think she would be able to see as well as the others but then she remembered that this was a halfling town. Shorter than her was common.
As she looks up and down the street, Sierra catches a glimpse of someone that might be the thief running towards the church. She calls out to the group, pointing the way she saw the shady fellow go. Look, over there running towards the church. Come on, I bet that's the guy. Not knowing excatly why she thinks its the thief, Sierra takes off at a run anyways, expecting her companions to follow her.
Stopping at a side street, she waits until everyone is with her. They turned left down this side street. But i'm not sure where they went from there.

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23

It's nice to meet you, Sir. This is my first time to the city and i'm still a bit awestruck. Sierra pauses a moment. We have a list of names of people that have been stolen from. We've been sent to find the thief, which is why we thought you could help us. She glances around, then shyly looks at her feet.

Sierra trails behind the men. Tipene, while it would save time to separate, i'd rather stay with at least one of you. Please, if i could.
As they reach the two that Podlow wanted to talk with first, Sierra studies them before greeting them. She holds her hand out to the giant of a man, stammering at him. Hello... Um, I'm Sie, Sierra. Get a grip Sierra. Look at his eyes, they're kind ones.
She looks at the halfling with him, gives a short laugh. What an odd couple you two make. she laughingly says before holding her hand out to Tyra.
We wanted to know if you knew anything about the recent stealing going on around town?

Hello, nice to meet each of you. Are there any questions anyone can think of before we leave and start? I can't really think of anything, myself.
Sierra reads through the quests, I agree, lets start with the one in town first.

Dreams? I had a strange one last night, too.
Under her breath, she mutters Such beautiful grey eyes. Louder she asks,
What was your dream about, Parnell?

Oh, I didn't know we were assigned a section. Wonder how I missed that? Shrugging, she murmurs Umm, oh well, I think it'll be alright if i stand over here and talk with you. She smiles a bright smile while she starts fiddling with her braid.
As her smile fades, shes asks, Did you notice the fog last night? It gave me a shiver, it was so weird. Was it like the "other" one? While she says it low, she doesn't look around to notice if anyone is close enough to listen in.

Sierra looks around the area at all the applicants. I wonder if this is a solo thing or if i'll be paired up with anyone or even a whole group. Pondering, she tries to remember if her mother had ever mentioned it.
As her gaze looks over the fountain, she sees Parnell waving. She smiles and waves back. After a slight hesitation, she gets up and heads over to him.
Hello, Parnell. How are you this fine day?

Sorry you're sick. Get better.

Sierra went in right after they opened up the gate. The inside was so grand, she could hardly believe she was there.
Walking up to one of the six people, I'll take a form, please. and then walks over to the side to sit on the ground and fill it out.

Name. Well, that's an easy one. Reason. That's another easy one, i just hope it's enough. She sits and ponders what her skills are. My skills? I've not done much of anything, so what kind of skills could I put? Sighing, Sierra fills out the rest of the from the best she can.

After completing it, she hands it in to the person she got the form from and goes to sit under a large flowering tree.

Sierra had taken out her bedroll and fallen asleep next to the dying embers. Waking once, she was confused as to what woke her. Looking around, she saw a fog had rolled in and the air was cooler. Wrapping her blanket tighter around her, she wondered Could this be like the fog Parnell was talking to me about on our ride here? And where are the night sounds? Not even an owl hoot as they go after their nightly meal. With a slight shiver, she says aloud Must be the fog. I'd rather not be in it either. Trying to not think much about it, she settles back down into a fitful sleep.

Sierra woke to the sounds of people moving about and bright morning sunlight. It was time for her daily meditation like her mother had taught her.

After that, she went to find breakfast. Reflecting on her dream as she went. Such a weird dream. I really wish I could remember more. I know there's someone that needs my help. Someone with the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. Well, I don't guess I've actually seen them, now have I, Sierra? Shaking her head, she stops at a vendor to get her a breakfast.

Eating, she watches a delightful performance of song and dance. Walking along, she visits some other shops until it's almost noon and then heads to the Church.

The area was bustling. She keeps her head down and tries not to get into anyone's way. Slowly, Sierra makes her way to the right of the gate where a special area was sectioned off.

I don't remember anything about a special area sectioned off. I hope i'm at the correct spot. From what I remember of mother telling me, I can only become an honorary member.

I saw the yawn, Parnell. Forget the drink. Go sleep. I'm going to stay by the fire for a bit and then find a place to sleep. Night. With a slight wave, she turns her attention back to the fire.
Sitting on the ground with her back to the log, she looks up at the stars.

Sierra looks at Parnell, it was his wagon that she hitched a ride on from the crossroads.
Sounds good, Parnell. She follows the handsome young man up to the fire. Can we sit up close, please?
Pointing at one of the last logs up close, There. We can sit on that side.

After the old man was done, Sierra wasn't sure what she wanted to do next. It was getting late but she wasn't tired. The story had her wired for some reason. Think i'll go get a drink. Wonder if he'll join me.
Looking over, she asks Want to join me in getting a drink, Parnell?

Sierra looked around in awe, as the wagon she hitched a ride with, came into the city of Tykren. She was very excited about being here, away from her family's tavern and inn back in Osmered. The festival was a lot more crowded than she thought it would be.

Well, father, look at me now. Wonder how long it took you to notice I wasn't around? She chuckles to herself. Oh well, no since thinking about home now.

Sierra slips off the wagon, since it was going so slow, and starts walking towards the Church. The young girl was walking past the Giant's Ironworks, when this, no other word for it, giant rushed outside and started yelling about some girl stealing something. If he was the owner, Sierra could understand well where that name came from.
One would have to have a very good reason for stealing from a man like that. I should stop and see if I could help him find what was stolen but I'd rather just go straight to the church.

Once at the church, staring in wonderment is about all she could do. The building, heck, even the gate, was so much more than what Sierra expected. Not that she knew what to expect, excatly. It wasn't often that her mother got to talk about the Church of Ceanna.