Syeira Iliosana's page

"What does this world come to ... a smart goblin ... !?!"
"Take this dogface !"

Syeira cracks her whip at the goblins feet and tries to pull him to the ground.

Trip Attempt: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

Shocked to see more goblins in the basement, her quick mind searches for a possible spell.

"Let's see if their stupid little minds comprehense this!"

Gesturing at the opening next to her she wills steel barbed bars blocking the goblins from going any further.

She casts Silent Image to project wickedly barbed bars in the opening next to her.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

I'll follow with my whip drawn ... ready for anything.

Seeing the battle under control Syeira enters the building, looking shocked at the encased body.

"I wonder what happened here ..."

Syeira shoulders her bow and grabs her whip, ready for anything!

Must have missed the next round ... my bad.

Since I cannot shoot without hitting my friends, I will continue my inspiring song.

Will Save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14

Unable to move closer to the goblins, she retreats and grabs another arrow. In the meanwhile she calls the others to retreat outside the building.

When she reaches a safe distance she looses her arrow at the goblin next to Naomi.

Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

If I can speak while maintaining the inspire courage, I do so. If not I will startup another in the next round :)

Remembering the last encounter with a large group of goblins Syeira reasons they need all the help they can get.

She starts the sing her new song about the goblin attack, of how a band of normal people turned into heroes and turned the tide.

She unslings her bow and starts her bardic performance.
All affected allies receive a +1 morale bonus on saving throws against charm and fear effects and a +1 competence bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls.

Syeira quickly unslings her bow, grabs an arrow and points at the door.

Shooting the first goblin that isn't Darst ;)

Come on .. she's a true Varisian gypsy new in town and meets this goodlooking rich guy .. ofcourse she has to sleep with him ;)

Syeira comes walking, missing the jealous look of Izbahn or completely ignoring it. She cheerfully speaks to the group of newfound friends ... and Darst.

"Hi everyone ... do we have a plan ?"
"Or are we just going to storm inside ... ?"

"Continue this ... Perhaps."
"Who knows what will happen ... for now let's see what happens when you get back."

Slipping out of bed, she walks up to Aldern and kisses him.

"Goodbye Aldern, until we meet again."

She then quickly dresses and returns to the Rusty Dragon, going straight up to her room to take a bath and find her friends.

Btw, I love Darst :D

Meanwhile, back at the White Deer Inn.

Syeira yawns and stretches her arms.

She looks at Aldern.

"Packing already ?"
"It looks like you're ready to leave town ?"

"Will we ever meet again ?"

That just leaves me and Aldern right ?

My plans for the rest of the night consist of me, Aldern and a bed.

Syeira raises her glass in salute to Naomi's toast.

All the while she cannot take her eyes of Aldern, she talks to him during the meal. Mostly flattering him, asking about him, and with some plain obvious flirting attempts thrown in.

After the meal she takes out her flute and start to play a soothing tune.

Everyone can notice she's not taken any interest in anyone but Aldern tonight ;)

Syeira first addresses Darst;

"That doesn't sound half bad Darst ... but know this ... we're keeping an eye on you ... So don't try anything funny ... !"

After that she reminds her friends of the roasted boar, and diner with Aldern at the White Deer Inn.

"I've already accepted Aldern's offer for dinner, so I'll be eating there. But perhaps I will join you later tonight ..."
"As for the rest of the day, I think I will go do some relaxing."

"See you all tonight ..."

With that Syeira walks away to clean up. She heads towards the White Deer Inn early to meet up with Aldern. And has no idea if she will really join her new friends at the Rusty Dragon tonight ... Aldern awaits.

Sense Motive: 1d20 ⇒ 18

Syeira looks at the sheriff and sees his reluctance to leave his town in the hands of strangers.

"Sheriff, Lady major, I think I speak for the rest of us, that you can rest assured we shall do everything in our power to keep the citizens of Sandpoint safe."

She then turns to her friends.

"I also believe we should go have a look at the cabin Venmirl discovered, it might be abandoned by now ... but we never know what we'll find there."

"As for the goblin in the cells here ... I think that after a talk with Naomi ... He won't be so keen to run away."

"Greetings all, my name is Syeira, and none of us could stand by idly while innocent people we're being slaughtered."

"I suggest we go to the shack Venmirl was attacked, and bring that goblin along. If he really has nothing to do with the raid, he could be a translator ... I mean ... I think he knows more about goblins then we all do ... ?"

Please DM PC my character. I only have GPRS here ... and the connection speed sucks ... I'll be back on monday.

"Yes Izbahn ... It would seem like something these wretched creatures would do without hesitation."

"Until tonight Aldern, I hope the boar tastes like the excitement it brought with it today."

I stick close to Aldern ... ;)

With a slight grin Syeira graciously accepts Aldern's invitation.

He is .. getting more handsome by the minute .. Let's see what tonight brings ..

"Naomi ... I think we could use some of your healing skills ... It seems I'm no good at it ... AT ALL."

"Take care Calla, Naomi should be able to take care of your wounds."

Syeira quickly dismounts and kneels beside Calla and Izbahn.

"You keep on surprising me Calla ... those two blows would have felled a giant."
"Hold still, I'll try to stem the flow of blood."

Heal: 1d20 ⇒ 1
I imagine I just hit an artery and am now covered in even more blood :P ... wow ... utter failure !

Grimacing in pain as she sees Calla get gored by the boar, she grabs another arrow with determination.

"Desna, guide my arrow !"

Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Wow ... Desna does not smile upon me today :P

I'd return that morningstar asap ;)

When I get in range I nock another arrow and shoot the boar.

"Come one Aldern ... Let's finish this ... !"

Initiative: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 6

"Yes ... We got him ... !"

Syeira looks at the boar closely ..

Knowledge Nature: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17, guessing it should be enough to see it's a small one ... with mother not far away.

When she hears Izbahn cry out and the horse screaming in pain, she snaps back ...

"This was only a small one ... Let's go find mommy !"

I urge the horse forward to the where the screams came from.
Ride check: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22

"There ... !"

Syeira shoots her arrow at the running boar.

Attack: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 2 = 17 / Damage 1d6 ⇒ 3

Syeira yells excitedly.

"The horn ... It's getting closer ... Let's go ... !"

"Alright ... let's go get us some boar ... Lead the way Aldern ..."

I knock an arrow, to be able to shoot when the boar shows itself.

[b]"I'll keep my money on bow, Aldern, if you don't mind."
"I've no use for the spears ... But I would like to join the kill party ..."[b]

My bad ... I'll keep it in mind :)

"Well, I originally hail from all over the place. I've been traveling for so long ... I've not had a real place to call home."

"It looks as though killing goblins and saving a town seems to bond people together."

Syeira gets up early ... with a little headache ... but hopes to wash it away in a hot bath.

Quickly finishing a small breakfast she says goodbye to Ameiko and joins the hunting party at the Goblin Squash Stables.

Putting away any doubts or bad memories from yesterday, she puts on her loveliest smile.

"Morning everyone, hope everyone slept well ?"
"I know I did ..."

"Aldern, I would like to thank you again for the invitation."
"Perhaps we all can get to know each other a little better, we've not had the time and the ride to the forest should provide us with ample time ..."

Syeira has her full gear with her, and her spell list is updated.

After Syeira goes to her room, she mulls around thoughts of Aldern in her head. He WAS handsome ... and VERY nice.

Perhaps it's a good idea to join his hunt, but first ... sleep.

I'll join the hunt too :)

"I'm ... I'm fine ... but a early night should ... should do me well."

"Goodnight all ..."

Syeira then gets up to her room ... to fall asleep in a dreamless sleep.

"Besides that ... he destroyed a beautiful fair day ..."

Syeira mentions as a matter of fact ... and a bit tipsy.

"Enough ... let's enjoy a drink and a bite to eat."
"Tomorrow is a new day ... And we can all go sea the sheriff."

Syeira is desperately trying to act like nothing's wrong, and hiding her true feelings.
Bluff: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21

"Why thank you ... Ameiko ... Indeed the day has been rough."
"But your hospitality heals alot of wounds."

"Everyone, this is Ameiko, the lovely owner of the Rusty Dragon ..."

Syeira has been silently drinking her wine, eating little.

At the mention of a man behind these attacks, she shudders.
Why would anyone willingly work alongside .. goblins ..

"I agree with Izbahn ... we should see if the sheriff needs our help."
"But not tonight, I will take a hot bath and a long sleep before tomorrow."
"How about we meet at the sheriffs office tomorrow morning ?"

"If nothing turns up, we could at least take up the offer for a small hunt."

Syeira sees Naomi take a seat at an adjacent table and raises her glass of wine as a matter of greeting.

"She looks horrible ... It must be sad to loose a loved one like that."

Shaking away that thought, she sees Izbahn enter the common room.

"Hi .. yes .. well .. I actually like the excitement. It gives me alot of food for thought."
"The best tales and songs are that of loss and suffering."
"I just hope I can create a happy end for this one ..."

"Enough of this .. Let's have a drink first .. A toast and a prayer to those who have fallen today."

Syeira orders another flask of wine, feeling a little tipsy already.
But she doesn't care, the buzz of the wine keeps the sad thoughts away.

Tipping the glass in salute she emtpies it in one long drink.

While waiting for her newfound friends, Syeira starts to hum a tune.
Thinking of todays event ... a song is in the making ... but she has no end to it ... yet.

Ordering another glass of wine, contemplating an appropriate ending to her song.

Syeira waits untill her newfound friends join her for supper ...

She is thinking of joining Aldern ... a little more then attracted to the handsome nobleman.

If the party doesn't suggest anything that needs to be done with the goblins or the raid ... she will join.

Syeira says her goodbyes and retires to the Rusty Dragon Inn ... to wash off the grime of the battle from her body.

She then waits in the commonroom for dinner.

All the while talking to the patrons about the events of that day. Perhaps some people saw more she did.

Diplomacy check: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

Syeira nods approvingly at Izbahn's words.

"Indeed, they have hurt too many innocent people on this beauitful festival day."

"Sheriff, if you need my help, I'm at your service."
"You can find me at the Rusty Dragon."
"I need to get some of my belongings."
"Perhaps we can meet somewhere later today?"

Syeira first goes to check up on Naomi. The woman did almost die helping everyone .. the least she could do was see how she's doing.

After seeing her alive and doing fairly well, I turn to the sheriff.

"Sheriff, we captured one of the scum ... and left it in the care of a man called Husk ... Daviren Husk or something like that."
"Perhaps we can get some information how a large group of goblins managed to sneak into a town and cause such mayhem."

When Aldern, the nobleman, stays with Naomi, I thank him again.

When I walk alongside the Militiamen, I take a quick look back at him and wave if he's still looking.

Then my face turns grim, time to run these goblins out of town!

"Does anyone have a spare bow with some arrows I could use ?"
"I didn't think I'd need it when I went to the fair this morning ..."

"Why, thank you very much Aldern."
"Too bad we had to meet under these horrible circumstances."

"For now, please excuse me, I need to talk to the sheriff about this mess."

I turn to Izbahn and the approaching sheriff, just in time to see a small grimace on Izbahns face.

Thinking nothing of it, she waits until the sheriff responds to Izbahn.

After Naomi seems to be stable, and the remaining goblin runs off, Syeira gets up and looks at the (probably) staring man.

If there is no other threat, she walks up to him.

"Is there something the matter sir ?"
"It looks like you've seen a ghost, but I can assure you ... I'm very much alive."

I stop my performance as soon as I notice Naomi breathing steadily, and the blood has stopped flowing from the filthy wound.

I then notice the man looking at me intently ... watching my every move ...

I've grown used to people, especially men, looking at me ... but never like this.

Shrugging of the notion for now, I turn my attention to the remaining two goblins.

Having no means to get to either of them, cursing herself for leaving her bow in her room at the inn, she hopes the others can reach them.

I hear Izbahn's frantic cry for help and rush over to help him with Naomi.

Hoping to get there in time to save the womans life.

I move past Venmirl and try to trip the rat dog thing.

Trip attempt: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15