Welll.... not sure about 'Known freinds'. But Sunny has found a box just laying at the bottom of the river. So.. perhaps as 'Enemies' who ever lost or otherwise dropped said box into the river? (^_^) Since, perhapse, they knew where the box was. Were planning on comming back to get it. ONly to find that (A) The box is gone and (B) The locals were all suddenly talking about a strange Elf they remember seeing/hearing of passing through. Hope that helps the DM.
Sunny smiles brightly at Jerehmiah's reply. She gives a small gasp of happy surprise at his offering of the short bread. Experimentally sniffing at it before taking a small nibble. "Ah! Thank'e" She exclaims indicating how she finds the short bread, "I bet t'will be right fun ta' be learnin' all'a 'bout a diction.' She continues to nibble at the short bread for a moment before adding. "Whut's it do, then?" (^_^)
Sunny blinks and smiles back at Jerehmiah, "I as-plained. I is lookin' at stuffs. I is come ta' learnin' all'a 'bout tha' peoples." She elaborates. "I bin learnin' me speakin' from tha' peoples." She nods happily before extending a hand towards Jerehmiah. "Pleased ta' meet-cha Mister Jer-em-aya." She grins awaiting for Jerehmia to return her proffered hand shake. (^_^) Also, if Sunny's accent gets a tad too much for folks? Please let me know and I''ll dial it back a notch or two. (^_^)
Upon being addressed by a stranger as she's wandering along some by-way road Sunny stops, offers the fellow a jaunty wave and smile before imediately replying. "Hey-YA there!" Sunny sets her small cart's handle down before skipping a little bit closer to where Jerehmiah is resting. "I am bein' called 'Sunny' in'a speakin' of tha' peoples." She explains, pointing to herself. "I is lookin' at all-a things!" She exclaims, throwing her arrms wide as she spins about. Before coming to a sudden stop, leaning fowards and peering at Jerehmiah. "Here.... you in't gon'a bite me none? Are ye?" She she blinks and suddenly looks down at her bare, tanned feet. "I in't wearin' 'Boots'....?" She scratches her blond mop in puzzlement. Hello and well met fellow traveler! (^_^) Just for people's expectations. Sunny looks pretty much like any other 'normal' Elf. Though, maybe a tad excentrically dressed and mannered Elf... (>_>)
Okeys! Here's a character page wiff character stuffs an' such. (^_^) I has a aminal freind, an'a lil' tinker toy or two. (^_^) Hasn't done all'a me gear yet. (>_>) A question for the DM?:
How do you feel about people 'making' rather unique magic items? Item 1: Lightning bottle 'Gun': Made with/into the 'stock' of a repeating (Heavy+Master work) X-bow. 400 Gp +300 Gp(MstWk) The 'magazine' is an 'Adventurer's sash'/pouch' which has a small extra-dimensional space that will hold 10 pounds of small things.
The ammunition is/are Boittled Lightning
So, she gets to 'shoot' at people with the bottled lightning effect and gets ten 'shot's before the magazine is empty? Build price is 1,9000 Gp all up. (Sunny would have bought all the 'parts' and crafted the ammunition.) Item 2: Sunny's classes and feats give her two clock-work familiars at 6th and 7th level. With the 'Wand installation' choice/option. Sunny can craft the familiars into 'gun' shaped items... and shoot at people with, Range: 30' 2D8 acid bolts. For 50 shots a piece. People's thoughts, ideas and comments welcome and always appreciated.
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Moves daintily and carefully among-st the wreckage and debris looking for stuffs. Perception:1d20 + 11 ⇒ (11) + 11 = 22
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*Hugz* :( Good luck with what ever t'is that's taking your time. Wishin' ye well. Maybe you'll be back?
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I don't think we can currently set up some where since we don't know enough about anything to think of any where as 'safe'. Scouting about looking for stuff and maybe working out where all the people went sounds like something productive to do. Looking through the other ship to see if she's salvage worthy sounds like a good thing to do. Though maybe after looking through stuff around the pace first. With every thing else being equal or exhausted delving down further would seem to be last on the list (^_^)
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Sunny nods, though she continues to look at the other crash sight... or as much of it as she can make out from where the group is at. Perception:1d20 + 11 ⇒ (3) + 11 = 14 "I be thinkin' we should be findin' every ne we has. All'a ways a good idea ta' be havin' more of ye friends than their are enemies..."
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Sunny pats Unit 6 on its hull, "Were jus' pointin' out possibilities. Better ta' keep yer head down... than ye have ta' build ye'self another one, hey?" (^_^) Sunny continues to look about. " 'Course, tha' other question is, Where'd every body go...?"
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Sunny again shakes her blond mop at Unit 6's behavior, even as she looks for a way to get herself and Chauncy to were it seems every one is headed...
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Sunny shakes her head, "Aye, some folks might be needin' help. Whut about that some folks was shootin at us jus'a while ago?" She replies quietly, even as she looks around. Perception:1d20 + 11 ⇒ (12) + 11 = 23 "If'n they is still abouts? They in't gon'a be too partial to us, none..." She also looks 'To the sky' to see how the weather outside is behaving...
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Sunny gets some rope out and fastens it to Chauncy' saddle/harness. "Okeys, who wants ta' has a lil' flight wi' Chauncy?" She asks brightly. (^_^)
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"Ah! Okeys!" (^_^) Sunny happily agrees, "Though.. we can take people's across with Chauncy an' then be leavin' ye a rope an' pullin' ye across... sort'a thing, hey?" She suggests to Unit 6.
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Sunny looks to Chauncy before turning and looking to her friends, "Okeys, who be a tad skittish on high places? I can be gettin' Chauncy ta' move 'em over tha' gap." She offers.
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Pads along with her crew-mates. "So...... we thinkin' o' fixin' up tha' ship agin? Or is we lookin' ta' 'comandeer' whut t'ever t'is we be findin'?" She asks brightly. (^_^)
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Having gathered as much of her things as she can find, then going about cleaning down her large, feathered/furred companion... All the while nattering away about the previous nights (Days?) Storm and fight and excitement... Sunny 'saddles' Chauncy and then turns to Unit 6 and Ayedan. "SO! Where be every one else? Is every one all okeys? Which way is we goin?...." And seemingly a hundred and one other questions, even as she happily begins to skip off in the direction Unit 6 and Ayedan leader her towards adventure! (^_^)
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Unit_6 wrote:
"Oh! Hey Niit!" Sunny stops what she's dragging and straightens as Unit 6 calls to her. She looks around. "Tha' ship! Mavana mektet zhit hila, ch'tamant divo mino'sossian BOOM! Beeg bada BOOM!" Her words ending with the tanned Elf throwing her arms in the air and thence waving around at the ruin and wreckage around them. She looks to Unit 6. "So! I has got Chauncy's stuff out'a tha' hold an' put it there." She points a brown arm at a jumble of leather and such. "An' I were jus' gettin' me things from where they'd bin smooshed, like," She wipes the smudge across her brow the other way with an arm. "I fergots how heavy stuff is when it in't floatin'!" She exclaims exasperatedly. [b]"So.. I can be gettin' all'a tha' stuffs t'gether an' be givin' Chauncy a good rubbin' down an' then get 'em loaded up with all'a stuffs an' we can be findin' all'a other folks, hey?" She asks Unit 6 brightly. (^_^)
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(>_<) Sunny gently rubs her ears even as she pads over and starts sorting out her feathered/furred companions, "Aye, ye's all mussed up an' ye's all in'a lather an' all..." The tanned Elf coos to the large, powerful gryphon. "STAY!" She orders the creature, to which the gryphon plonks its;ef down on something flat, it's large predator eyes showing its displeasure though it obeys. Gently scritching the beast behind it's ears she continues, "Ye jus' wait here an' I be gettin' stuffs, okeys?" She explains, though her voice continues to be soothing, before turning, skipping over to the hole and disappearing back into the wreck. (^_^)
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After a long crawl, lots of scurrying. Some heaving and lifting. Some more crawling and scurrying. Sunny emerges into the light of day. Standing and wiping a grime covered arm across her fore head she looks about. *Here.. that isn't right* She thinks as the looks up thought the curling smoke of the crashed ship. *The sky shouldn't have rafters...* She looks about and down noting the terrain even as a large, furred form crawls sinuously out of the space she's emerged from....
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Suny continues to work her friend free from within the damaged confines of her former ship.
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Awareness returns slowly.... Uncomfortable... smell of smoke and burning.... Sounds of metal, settling, shifting. *Chauncy!* Blue eyes flash open to be met by gloom as light filters and flickers through the space Sunny finds herself now in. Slowly she looks around taking in the changes that have happened since she was last struggling to make it through the below decks corridors to her friend. As she begins to work herself upright, words from Nitssix return. Some explanations about 'Crumple zones' and 'Crash cell'. Things Sunny was only partly paying attention too as she paced out the space her companion would need to be housed 'comfortably' within the steel and wood hull of their new home. Her eyes begin to work through outlines... making sense of the changes that have over come the shapes she'd been used to looking at. Wriggling upright her gaze picks out the large bundle that is her friend. Curled into a ball of fur and feathers, further compressed by the bedding that's wrapped itself around the gryphon's form. Creeping closer, being careful of the sharp edges created all around by the twisted metal, she smiles with relief. The image is of a nest. A plush cocoon enveloping Chauncy. As an eye opens to regard her, Sunny coo's quietly, offering soft sounds and reassuring gestures as she begins to try working out how to get her large, feathered friend out of their current space and thence out of the jumble of metal and trash their former ship has become......
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With the thunder of gun-fire still ringing in her pointed ears, the lithe tanned form of Sunny struggled against the heaving bucking deck as the Belladonna Pixie succumbed to the wounds inflicted after the encounter with the enemy ship. *Chauncy! Go to get them free!* Are all the thoughts in her blond mopped head even as she caroms off door frames and tumbles down gang-ways, the Pixie's timbers groaning and burning around her. With soothing words Sunny reaches the space created/set aside for her large, feathered companion and trusty mount. Fighting against turmoil, the she manages to clear the stockade's barrier -Something to delineate 'Chauncy space' from that of crew- the roiling deck tumbling Sunny into the feathered form of her Griffon companion. "Oooof!"
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"Am busy! Got's me friend below decks ta' helpin'!" Yells the tanned figure of the ships' scout as she struggles to make her way to the large space reserved for the ships out-flyer.
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I is here! Does this count as a look-see? (^_^) Will drop tha' draw-back. I be workin' on me traits. Most else be done. Thoughts a-fore we crashed? "Got'a save Chauncy! They'll not do well in their berth!" *Scamper, scamper, scamper...*
Showing a 'Suny' for the DM's perusal. Sorry for the weird editing on the page. Was a work up for another game where it didn't make the cut. Is an Elf with an animal companion/mount etc (^_^) Will shave it back to starting levels when I can. Magus with a dip in cavalier (Also.. a dip in Barbarian...)
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Iraedra Myval wrote: I am still lacking my magic item, what would be a good choice for a wizard? Spell stuffs! (^_^)
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