Sjora's page

Good luck to all who applied... So sad there are so few spots.

I'm good to go if I get picked... Good luck to all!

Hi, I'd like to submit this character for the game. I was in a Skull and Shackles game that folded and would SO love to pick back up where we left off... though with a new character, as sadly, the old one would be redundant in this party.

Sjora stands at an average height for a young woman. Her black hair hangs loose behind her, blowing in the breeze. Surprisingly violet eyes miss very little around her. Her leather pants are styled to look like clothing, though they are actually part of a finely-made suit of light armor. Under the top part of the armor, she wears a light hooded shirt, edged with a bit of lace, her one concession to her pampered past. When working or meeting strangers, she keeps a veil in place over her face, partially hiding her features, keeping her thoughts and intents to herself regardless of her words, which are usually cautious and measured. Sjora carries no visible weapons. Her healer's kit is worn at her belt, always at the ready for any circumstance that may arise. She does not, however, have the soft hands of a typical healer, bearing the scars and calluses of a weaponsmith and fighter on her hands and forearms, a definite disconnect from what she seems on the surface.

She is an oracle and healer, and all her information is in her profile.

I typically post at least once a day, often more frequently as the flow of the game requires.

Sjora nods at Rufon's assessment. "Yes, rufon, that's what I meant. We have no idea how much more we might have to investigate of that cave complex."

SJora casts the second healing spell on Thrace then, and smiles at the tiger, hesitant at first at touching the great beast, but finally laying her hands on him as she casts her spell.

"He's so beautiful... and deadly." She smiles at Rufon as she gently caresses Thrace a little bit.

there's still a 7 point heal up for grabs - if no one wants it, oh well... but it's there for the first person who wants to claim it.

Come morning, Sjora will attend the priest's morning service before her quietly private prayers during which she will regain her spells for the day.

After breakfast, she will smile at the others brightly. "Are we ready to try this again?"

Before knowing the priest is going to channel in the morning, Sjora makes one last offer the night before...

"I have two cure spells left for the day... Does anyone want or need one before we rest for the night?"

anyone who wants one - take one of the following, first come, first served.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

"It's lovely!" Sjora bursts out.

"I agree Rufon, having Caylin open it seems the wisest course."

Sjora watches curiously, waiting to see what might be inside.

I'm still here too, but haven't heard anything from TWD for some time.... I hope all is alright...

Quietly to the others, standing away from Jalind slightly, Sjora speaks for the party alone. "I have that much on me and can pay it, but maybe when or if we find anything of enough value I can get reimbursed for your shares of the cost? Does that sound fair?"

seems like my post disappeared... hate when that happens

Sjora backs up Duraelo's request for a lowered price on the opening with a comment about the cost of such magical aid surely not being quite so high as 60 gold...

dc 10 diplomacy to aid: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

"If we don't have someone who can pick a lock, maybe there's someone in the area who might be able to help us?" She turns a questioning look to Jalind, as if to ask him if he can. "If you can't do it, perhaps you know someone who can?" she asks him.

lol... silly men, and your request was noted, Etienne, but you did say 'after you heal the others', so I had to make the offer... I'll be glad to heal Isabeau before I rest.

I intend to use my remaining healing before I rest tonight, whether they want it or not, just was waiting to see if anyone actually says they want it first.

"No one seems to want to be healed tonight before resting for some reason, though many need it. Mind if I come along to see Jalind. I too am curious about the box."

"I have a little bit of healing left for the day, so if anyone is in dire need before we rest, I will use what I have left before I sleep. Duraelo... you and Etienne look like you may the worst hurt... but I don't want to make any assumptions, so please, speak up if you need my assistance. There will of course be more healing available come morning."

Sjora looks at the ruins of the inn and sighs. "I guess we just find a place in town to set up a camp of sorts, eh? Unless some kind folks will take us in for a nap."

clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Sjora reaches out and gingerly touches Thrace, a bit intimidated still by the size and ferocity of the lovely beast.

"Does Thrace need some healing too? I do have a little left. It might be a good idea before we search this room, in case there's another one of those things... or something worse."

When Sjora returns she shrugs and turns to Etienne. "I can heal your companion, but resting afterwards might not be a bad idea."

She begins the incantation to cast cure light wounds.

clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Sjora returns with a little sigh of dismay and shame. "I'm so sorry I ran... I was overcome with a sense of dread... to my utter embarassment. Please excuse my failing in helping you overcome this foe... but it seems you managed fine without me... I'm glad to see the threat is over... where is the body?" She looks around the room and finds no change really - not even a fallen foe...

Sjora continues to run, overtaken with fright... Knowing the way out, she runs back via the path already taken, hoping to free herself from this terrifying being.

sorry guys... bad time to blow a saving throw but what can ya do, eh?

If the creature is close enough to attack in melee combat, Sjora drops her crossbow and extends a greatsword from her hands, moves close enough to take a swipe at the creature.

If the creature is still at too far a range to reach in one round, she fires her crossbow... either way:

to hit: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21

to confirm crit with either weapon: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7

damage if hits with greatsword: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (5, 3) + 2 = 10

damage if hits with crossbow: 1d8 ⇒ 8

is it our actions now?

lol, if you can roll like that you can KEEP rolling for me, haha...

Sjora squints into the darkness, trying to see, and when she can't, focuses other senses, listening for the sound of wings or the feeling of disturbance in the air near her. She keeps her crossbow at the ready for the time being...

readied action to attack with the crossbow again if the creature makes its presence and location known again

Sjora readies her crossbow to fire at the first sight of whatever it is that is flying toward them.

readied action to fire

"Alright then..." Sjora incants the necessary chant for Cure light wounds and reaches out, touching Rufon gently on the cheek.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

"So do you want to be healed now, or should I just be ready to heal you if you get hit again?"

It'd be nice if I were a cleric with channel and could get all 3 of you at once, but it seems kind of silly to use a CLW on Isabeau when she's only down 3 points and can easily stay out of combat by flying to the rear of any fight. I can do CLW on Rufon and Thrace now if you want - just let me know if you want to do it now or wait.

"I have a little bit of healing ability, but it is not my forte, and I cannot channel like a cleric."

Rufon, Thrace and Isabeau all show they are fine in their status bars, so it's hard to tell they could use some healing.

THat sounds like a good idea... let's take that other fork."

Sjora sounds sure of herself when she agrees with Rufon, though she has no more experience with these things than the others do really.

I think it might...

"Alchemists sometimes make useful things that aren't magical. Even if they have no aura, we should probably take them with us."

"Sorry I have no such protections to offer, for myself or others... except to try to avoid them.. I know that doesn't help much."

Sjora moves again so she is 10' from the creature and bashes at it with her hammer.

to hit: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13

dmg if hits: 1d12 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

awww... max damage, but the strike missed... darnit.. oh well

Sjora takes a 5' step back from the nearest one and takes a strike with her hammer.

to hit: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

dmg if hits: 1d12 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

Using her iron blades revelation, Sjora extends a lucerne hammer from her hands and from 10' back, pulls the cloth up and over the top of the table, exposing whatever is beneath it.

holding my action, waiting for Thrace, I believe, since what I do depends on what the tiger does first.

Sjora follows behind Rufon, curious but cautious.

"Well, then, let's try that passage. If you trust Thrace, I trust Thrace."

"I.. I'm not entirely sure, but I think it sounded like it came from the passage we came in by."

"Alright, perhaps that was a mistake... now what?" She looks at each of the others in surprise and consternation.

"Someone is laughing at us... I'm afraid maybe disturbing the circle was a mistake? Well, what's done is done...Does anyone have a light spell?"

Nope - no assumptions lol - circle has now been molested. :)

Sjora moves over to the circle and moves some of the sand around to deface the circle, breaking some of the lines, trying to do so without making a total mess, so it doesn't LOOK too terribly defaced. When she's done she looks up at Etienne and RUfon with a little smile. "Shall we move on, then?"

"I think breaking the circle up, as you say scuffing the sand, might be a good idea."

her curse is haunted so she gets mage hand and ghost sound as bonus spells - that explains the 0 lvls... I will look at the 1st lvls now.. sorry in advance if I made a mistake.

re: first level spells.... sorry bout that, i took away her higherlevel spells and never reset the number of 1st lvls... all fixed now

In just a brief minute, the earthbreaker in Sjora's hands seems to reabsorb into her body and is gone. She slips into the cavern and looks around. She examines the book but has no knowledge of such things like the arcane and makes the assumption that it is either religious or arcane in nature.

"Can any of you make any sense of this book? Should we destroy it?"

Sjora looks to Etienne and Rufon, then sighs... holds out her hands and from them grows a huge battering weapon. She shrugs with a little smile and beats on the door with the Earthbreaker.

earthbreaker damage: 2d6 + 2 ⇒ (5, 5) + 2 = 12

6/7 remaining uses of 'iron weapon' for the day

She whispers softly, as if she didn't just make a frightful noise, "Sorry about the noise, boys."

"Me? I was thinking perhaps one of the stronger men might be able to force the door open."