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Seeing the hideous creature busy with the others, CHisora moves out behind it and strikes quickly with the gleaming sickle in her outstretched hand.

Attack McLovin with Hekate's Fili: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Damage: 1d6 - 1 ⇒ (6) - 1 = 5

Skia begins to advance from the shadows, her sickles poised to strike, when the WebTroll begins to show it's affection for the Hag Mistress.
Oh I can't wait to see how this goes, she thinks to herself and pulls back into the shadows to wait.

In other words: Delay :)

Skia rejoins the party proper after her annoying loss of control with the Satyr and his Dryads. Jyg'g's sudden talkativeness almost drives her to slink back off but before she can do so they come upon the WebTroll's spoor. Spinning her Sickles lazily before her, she moves offto blend into the surroundings, wanting to be away from Jyg'g when he draws the beast's ire.

Perception Check: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10
Stealth Check: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23

Will Save: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Skia hears the music from her position off to the side of the party an stops to ascertain where it is coming from.

Skia looks at the Paladin, surprised that he could come up with a working plan. "That plan is acceptable to me. I will scout to the left if the strange one wishes to take the right."

She move off the path to the left, blending in with the shadows there and disappearing.

Stealth Check: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26

Skia sneers to herself at Aevelyn's flirting with the obviously smitten man. Why anyone would be smitten with that wrinkled old hag is beyond me, she thinks to herself.
She doesn't however stoop to poking around in the remains of the house looking for clues, instead standing back with her hands crossed overseeing the work of the others.

Skia eyes Heiron sitting in the tub and smirks. "I agree that those little pigs are going to be gutted and roasted before we're done with them. Justice be damned I just like the idea of pork sacrifices to the Dark Lady."
"So we'll set off in the morning after stocking up for a trip into the forest then?"

Skia's scowl turns to a smirk when Aevelyn turns her back. How easy it is to push her buttons, she thinks to herself. I simply must remember that for future reference.

Skia scowls at Aevelyn. "If he is someone that even you wouldn't touch then I doubt he would be receptive to my unique caress." She lovingly runs her hand along the handle of the ornate sickle at her side as she says this. "Altough if he is as simple as his name would suggest then he would be right up your alley wouldn't he?"

Skia's eyes narrow as the priest offers his services to the beauty before them. He never offered the bounty of Hermes to me, she thinks indignantly to herself.

The beautiful half elf taps her teeth with one long nail before speaking,"Oh I know just who you mean darlings, the question is what are you willing to do for me... or to me, in order to get said information?". As Goldie says this she shrugs her slender shoulders, and almost as if it had a mind of it's own, her dress slips down reaveling her majestic breast.

Skia leans forward on the table so that her face is only a few inches from Goldie's. "That all depends on your preferences for payment." Once again, her tongue darts out of her mouth to play across her lips. "I warn you though, I tend to get a little overzealous when making payment for services and people have been known to require healing afterwards. Of course since I can also heal them, the act of laying my hands on your body afterwards comes free of charge." She gives a tiny laugh and looks unblinkingly into Goldie's eyes as she awaits a response.

POST NUMBER 69 WITH THIS ALIAS! As a Fawtl reward add 'Silver' to your primary weapon. :D

:D

Can I please have this Alias's name changed to "Skia, Disciple of Hekate" instead of "flash_cxxi's Skia"?

Thank You :)

As a side note: I find it interesting that someone else apparently has the same name, yet doing a search of the Users for this name only turns up my Alias and no other.

After looking around the Tavern, Skia follows Hieron over to the bar and stands behind him, her arms folded to accentuate her cleavageand her hip c o c k e d out to the side. She gives Goldie a once over with her eyes and her tongue darts out to dance across her lips in approval.

Skia glances over her shoulder as Pipp and Heiron catch up to her. "I'm glad someone can keep up and I'm glad it wasn't that goody two shoes. Is it just me or can you practically smell the stink of righteousness wafting from him? And I'm also gald you didin't bring the little beast as well. But I must say, I am glad you bought yourself cutie." She gives Pipp a wink and he can just see her tongue snake out from between her lips in what can only be described as a predatory manner.
She points off down the street. "Is that the place the Goblin said?"

Skia eyes the Goblin as it heads off, her head c o c k e d at an odd angle. She shakes it and turns to the others, say simply "that way," as she points in the diretion the Goblin gave them. She immediately starts off, heedless of whether the others follow or not, eager to meet this Goldie and gather the information they seek.

Skia moves silently over to the Goblin and runs a finger down his cheek. "Because you wouldn't llike the consequences if you steer us wrong," she says as she licks her lips disturbingly.

Intimidate Check: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19

"Just don't let the little beast near her. I can imagine she'd much rather what Pipp will probe her with than the sharp implements that Jyg'g prefers."

"The little one will need to stay away from me if he doesn't want a Hekatean Necktie," Skia says as she caresess the fine looking Sickle at her right hip.
"We should however be off yes. I am in the mood for bacon and these Pigs will not gut and clean themselves ready for the banquet."

Skia looks around at the others. "Does anyone have the slightest idea what in the name of Darkness he is saying? Can noone cast a spell that can understand languages?"

Skia pulls out a pair of her own Sundark Goggles and flips them around her finger. "I too have goggles little man. Although I'm sure mine are far more practical than yours."

"I do not care who holds his leash, as long as they are judicious in its use when enemies are not about."

Pipp. Do you speak "pygmy"? Just looking for someone to translate.

"I hope for our sakes he does. As long as you keep that little... thing away from me and pointed towards our enemies then everything will be alright."

Skia listens patiently to the Lord's words, safely cloaked in the shadows of his throne room. As he finishes, she steps forward and bows.
"These foul porcine fiends shall feel the darkness of my Lady Hekate, before they surely feel the roasting of the twisted flamespewer." She nods her head towards Maulfeuer, a cruel smile twisting her predatory features.

"Any adventure where we can bring the Darkness of Lady Hekate to someone's existence is always 'fun'"

Cool, I'll get my Profile uploaded this week then. >:)

Begins dancing to the music...

The Darkness lives...