Tama drops to one knee, takes careful aim at the bandit who has just drawn his sword, and lets fly two more shafts.
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Tama rapidly looses two arrows at the one who looks like the biggest threat.
Tama advances, an arrow nocked to the string of her massive recurved bow. She speaks to the bandits in her soft, low voice. "You are outnumbered. Lay down your weapons, and we can settle this peacefully."
Tama lets fly another shaft at the remaining creature.
Tama takes careful aim and looses an arrow at one of the creatures.
Tama shrugs. "The ways of the South are still strange to me..."
"If I ever catch that little fairy I'll wring its neck!" She swore, fishing a lump of snow from her décolletage "Why? Will that make you feel better?"
Tama takes aim at the pixie outlined by dancing faerie fire.
Tama closes her eyes, and points toward the locations of the three pixies. "There. There... and there."
Tama lifts her head, coming out of her trance, her eyes glowing with a faint pale light. "Three auras, all alike, fleeing." She nocks an arrow and scans the trees, attempting to discern the flight path of the three fey.
Tama senses the presence of evil "Be on your guard, there is an evil presence here."
"We should be able to track them fairly easily in this snow." Despite his words, Gaelin regards the path ahead with some hesitation. "Although I admit I am not eager to delve into these woods..." Tama speaks up, having been quietly contemplating the grisly scene. "I doubt any of us are eager, but we are sworn to see this through to the end. At the very least, we should see justice brought to whoever did this to these men," she says, gesturing to the corpses on the snowy ground.
Tama pulls an arrow from her quiver, readying her bow.
Tama quietly takes the cold iron arrowheads, making a note to fasten them to some of her arrows later.
Jeydavu turns to to Gaelin and Tama. "Yuln has done us great honor in offering his sword. I am not trained in its use. Which of you wishes to avenge Yuln by using his sword against the fey and then returning it to him when the task is complete?" "Gaelin should have the blade, not me. I am... not experienced in the use of swords. However, I would be able to make use of some arrowheads of the same material."
Tama nods, saying nothing. She remains at the rear of the small group, listening intently.
To Tama, he says, "You seem well-traveled - and capable, if you know how to use that bow. What brings you to Heldren?" "I was tracking a man for many days. I found him. I was to return home, but I am sworn to seek out the evil in this world and destroy it. I am bound to follow this path to its end before I can return to my homeland."
Character background finally updated.
Tama continues to listen as she collects her drink and bow, moving closer to Gaelin and Jeydavu. "I couldn't help but overhear. I have also heard of the unnatural cold that has come to these lands. Please, tell me all you know of this."
A tall, bronze-skinned Shoanti woman sits alone at a corner table sipping a glass of Taldan fire-brandy, a massive recurved composite bow by her side. Her clothing is of coarse white linen and bleached leather, and as she lowers her hood to run a hand along her shaven head, a series of tattoos depicting the phases of the moon may be seen, glowing a faint blue in the tavern's dim light. Tama, Moon's Daughter of the Lyrune-Quah came to Taldor months ago, pursuing a Chelish devil-binder, and days after her pursuit came to an end, she began to hear rumors of a strange, otherworldly frost spreading from the heart of the Border Wood. As the patrons mill around her, she listens for any talk of the unnatural winter.
Character stats are done, background to follow. Concept is that she's a wandering do-gooder favored by the ancestral spirits of her clan, the Lyrune-Quah. Does pretty typical paladin stuff RP-wise, but carries a giant-ass bow, wears light armor, and can't fight in melee worth a damn. |