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Watch out, we're being tailed. Valinae hissed at the rest of the party. Looking around at the crowd, she ducked into it, trying to get lost in it so she'd would be harder to tail.

Let's see them try and follow me now. She chuckled to herself as she slowly started making her way to the Wall.

Stealth: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21

Did you add the +1 to perception from being near me because I'm an elf?

Also, Passive Perception 23, Passive Insight 21. So I assume that I see them as well

I suggest that we head to the River district first. I myself have business at the Temple of Oghma, and so it makes sense to get everything like that out of the way." Valinae said, "The Seekers there might be able to illuminate us on these star fragments as well.

"Die." Valinae hissed, a whirlwind of blades striking at the beast as she danced around it, slashing at it's hide and tearing into it's flesh, cutting deep into it's flesh. Flourishing at the end, the elf took a small step back, panting a small amount at the exertion.

Standard: Angelic Alacrity vs. AC before attack, shifting 5 squares to a position of flanking 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 26 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14
Damage: 4d4 + 4 ⇒ (3, 1, 2, 2) + 4 = 12

Minor Action: Sohei Flurry vs. AC 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

If applicable Damage: 2d4 ⇒ (4, 3) = 7

Action Point: Overwhelming Strike vs. AC 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27

Damage: 2d4 + 4 ⇒ (3, 1) + 4 = 8

Eyes narrowing at the creature, Valinae growled.

"Foul creature, taste the might of my harrowing steel." she swore, taking a couple steps back, preparing herself for her assault.

Acting in a flash of holy vengeance, the avenger charged, her falchion tearing at the creature's hide, attempting to unbalance it to try and bring it between the cliffs keeping them in.

Minor: Oath of Emnity

Move: Move 1 southwest, 1 south

Standard: Charge 3 Northeast (Overwhelming strike)

1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15

If hit,

2d4 + 4 ⇒ (2, 2) + 4 = 8 I shift 1 southwest, creature shifts 1 southwest.

1d20 + 13 ⇒ (14) + 13 = 27

People lower than me (I'm guessing everyone with that roll) get a +2 racial bonus to their initiative

I autofail the check

Speeding her horse up to match the ranger and the paladin, Valinae flitted her eyes around and kept her ears open for the sound of the beasts.

"Be careful of the road ahead as well, we know not what other dangers might lie ahead if look to much to our backs."

perception: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (1) + 13 = 14

Nature: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

Wracking her mind of what the beast might be. Valinae replied to the revenant, "Can't be sure, but I might know what it might be. Still, best be careful to keep our eyes out no matter what it might be.

"So Sebastian, you are a cleric of Oghma? It is good to see another follower of the Binder on this trip." Valinae said, keeping her eye out on the road around. Just because the road was safer, it didn't mean that it was entirely safe, as the loosened falchion on her back suggested. "What is your reason for heading to Neverwinter? For me, it is for the knowledges lost.

"I am not a fan of the sea, and I have never been on a ship. Though if it is necessary, I will board. I just do believe that it might be as fast to go via road." Valinae said, walking out the door with the rest.

Streetwise DC18: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (20) - 1 = 19

Well, that was unexpected

"I'm headed that way myself," Valinae said, rising from her seat, "It is a worthy cause, and it may further help me in my own goals."

Closing the tome, Valinae tucked it into her pack and headed towards the bar, wine glass in one hand, and falchion in the other.

"I am Valinae." The elf nodded to the group in front of her, "I have skills that might be able to assist you in this task."

Valinae entered the tavern, a tome of the history of Neverwinter in hand. Heading towards a nearby table, the elf unslung her falchion and laid it to rest beside the chair, within easy reach if needed. Turning the page of the tome, Valinae waved a waiter down, "Some wine please," she requested, turning back to her book as the conversation of the dragonborn and the shifter went on in the background. Picking up a few words, the avenger tried to show indifference, though the possibility of this transaction could get her started on her quest?

Was it a sign from Oghma? the elf thought, continuing to listen in.

Sorry, had some rl s+&% that came up. Should be good now.

Oh, here's my character's alias. Basic stats and backstory are up on it