"Thank you," Viare speaks quickly, feeling slightly uncomfortable. "We must be on our way now." She turns and begins to walk away, needing to get out of this place.
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Viare stands with the others, waiting to see the reaction that the question would ultimately bring. She feels her viper slither to her forearm and begins to stroke her side without looking at her.
"Sister Zephra, I don't believe I know anyone here. I had a nightmare, dream, something the first night I slept here. I can go more into detail when we are back at Kendra's. You never know whos listening," She speaks in a lowered tone. She looks at the monument, the V burning into sight, bring back images of the dream. She walks up to it, and places her figure upon the letter. She traces it edge, then drops her hand to her side. She begins to search the area for something, anything, that could be a clue. Naleka doesn't like being swung around while Viare searches, so she slithers her way up to Viares' neck, loops around as many times as she can, and happily watches the others.
Thank you Inessa! I am hoping we start up again soon! I am looking forward to playing.
Is the recruitment ending soon? I cant wait to dive back in!
Fantastic! Well good luck with your decision :)
Does that mean I’m getting replaced? Sorry, life got kinda crazy. I would like to continue playing.
Hopefully everyone is just busy with the holidays coming up...
Viare pauses for a moment while listening to both the Sherriff and Inessa. "Of course we will put Kendra's needs first, but we should look into the matter. There could be more going on than meets the eye." She shudders slightly, thinking about her dream. She needs to tell the others about it, but now is not the time.
Viare sighs as she listens to Inessa speak. "I hate to say it, but you are right Inessa. We only incriminate ourselves if we refuse to go," She turns towards the Sheriff, "Please lead the way Sheriff."
Viare awakes with a jolt. She has sweat just rolling down skin, all over her body. She takes a deep breath through her nose - smoke. She can smell the smoke. Just take a another deep breath. There's no smoke, it was a dream. She takes a moment to center herself and clear her senses. This dream had meaning. There is no way that I would dream of fire here and it not have a deeper meaning. She gets up from her bed and looks for Naleka, being careful not to wake Inessa. "Come here my sweet," She speaks softly as she picks her up and places the viper on her shoulders. Viare sits on the floor, crosses her legs and meditates for an hour to prepare her spells. ----- The statue had a V on it. V for Vesorianna? Perhaps this is connected to my dream somehow. "Is this really necessary Sherrif Caeller? I think it is quite obvious that none of us participated in this." Naleka wrapped herself around Viare's arm, positioning her head so that she could look at the strangers around them.
I am still interested in playing. If GM Umineko is no longer wanting/able to GM, I would like us to find a new GM. I am really looking forward to playing this character/Module with all of you.
Viare shakes her head sadly, "That is such a tragic way to die. Hopefully all of their souls found peace." Well that might be helpful, but it's probably just a story to keep men from cheating on their wives. I wonder what really started that fire... "Thank you for sharing your stories with me." She glances at Inessa, hoping that she doesn't tell her where exactly they are staying. I don't want the locals from earlier getting wind of where we are sleeping. Who knows what they would decide to do. "Is there anyone that you would suggest we work for?"
You're fine! I think we are waiting on the GM at this point.
Viare speaks to the farmhands, "I personally love stories such as these. What other hauntings and such occur? Tell me everything about it!" She smiles sweetly, genuinely seeming excited about the topic of hauntings. Her demeanor is an attempt to invite the first farmhand to continue his "stories". I just want to know what we might be dealing with. All stories have bits of truth. She turns to Marta, "Pleasure to meet you ma'am. I am Viare. How long have you owned the shop?"
Viare smiles at Mathias, "It doesn't matter to me. I would rather not be let to my sorrows right now. Company is good for the soul." She strokes the viper that is wrapped around her forearm. She moves the viper to her neck and attempts to conceal her with her hair, "Not everyone wants to speak to someone with a viper on their arm," She explains.
After quickly looking over her new room, Viare rejoins the group. "I would like to tag along as well. If the locals give us any trouble, it would be best if we were all there. Hopefully, they won't attempt anything stupid." She sighed deeply and looked towards the others. She nervously touches Naleka and waits to head out.
Hopefully that changes soon. I was looking forward to playing this character.
"Perhaps this is something to sleep on. We should all get some rest and discuss this in the morning. Today has been draining on all of our emotions. Kendra, which rooms would you like us in?"
Holding the key, she looks at the box. "Since everyone wants to open it, let's do just that." She grabs the box and sets it on the table, inserts the key, and pops the lid open.
"Thank you Kendra. This is plenty." She takes a cup of tea and some bread. She sits down and sips on the bitter tea. Not to my taste, but the poor woman went through all of that trouble. It would be rude to not drink it. She quickly takes a bite of the bread after inhaling the sweet smell. The taste is welcoming, especially after the tea. She smiles at Kendra, attempting to show appreciation, but it was more of an awkward smile. Viare finishes the bread just as Councilman Hearthmount entered the room. She listens intently as he read the will. She watches the faces of the others as the Councilman and Kendra walk of the room. "Well that was not what I was expecting." When Kendra returns with the box, Viare is instantly drawn to the poor woman. Such grief in a young soul. Poor thing.. When she holds out the key, Viare stands. "It would be my honor to carry the box if no one objects."
Viare pauses momentarily, "She has traveled with me for a few years, but I have known her for much more than that. She would visit me at a distance, until one day she made her decision to let me hold her. We have been together ever since." She smiled at the thought of that moment. It was so precious, yet frightening. I'm so glad to have her in my life. She listens to the others talk of religion, which never truly captured Viare's attention. She believed, but never studied. She knew the basics from her parents and was able to recognize most things. She was getting curious on what was taking Kendra so long. Hopefully she's alright. Poor thing has been through so much.
Viare noticed Inessa's reaction towards Naleka. "She is friendly, no reason to be scared of her. She's a gentle soul... Maybe one day you will hold her." She turns towards Jin when she saw him looking at her. I hope everyone isn't afraid of Naleka. Viare looked down, avoiding the gaze of Jin. She was embarrassed by her threats. "I would never do that to someone unless it was absolutely necessary. I was just trying to get them to back down quickly. If they pursued a violent ending, I would have put them into a momentary sleep." She finally meets his gaze, "I try to be a good person."
Viare listens intently to the others speak, she would rather focus on anything besides her own thoughts. All the times we shared... She took a deep breath and prepared herself mentally to speak to the strangers. Surely they won't judge me for the things I threatened to those men. I said what I had to. "Hello everyone. I am Viare and this is my friend Naleka," she lightly brushes her fingers over the viper, "We were friends of the Professor. He was a hero and such an inspiration to me, but you all heard enough about my thoughts of him at the funeral. Do any of you know about what he wants to tell us?" Her soft voice sounds so carefree and enticing, it's like listening to the ocean waves on a beautiful summer day. She looks around the room once she finishes speaking, waiting for an answer to tell her why she is there waiting for the will to be read.
Thank goodness I didn't need to back up my word. I would have just put them to sleep for a bit, a warning. I could never do that to random villagers. They should have known better to mess with the dead and the grieving though. They would have deserved more than just me putting them into a temporary sleep. Viare listens to the speeches that the others were giving. Some of them were more heartfelt than others. When it is her turn to speak, she steps forward. She quickly meets the gaze of everyone around her, then looks slightly above them to try to hide her emotion. "I looked up to the Professor long before I met him. I heard so many fantastic stories about the man that knew...well everything. I eventually had the opportunity to meet him. He became my mentor and most importantly my friend. He helped me discover who I am and who I am meant to become. He was such a kind, gentle soul." She could feel the tears start to well in her eyes, so she stepped back to where she was without saying another word. Naleka tightened around her arm in an attempt to comfort Viare. Viare reached over with her other hand and petted the snake as she was deep in thought with her memories of the Professor. She wiped her tear and continued to stroke Naleka, eyes focused on the grave. diplomacy:
Viare tilts her head slightly, narrows her multicolored eyes and speaks to the old man in a chilling tone, "Listen here old man, I do not have time for your petty little games. The Professor was a good man, not a necromancer. I highly suggest that you and your pathetic company remove yourselves from my sight. If you choose to continue this b*&#~!$# quest of yours, I will personally torture you and your beloved ones for as long as I see fit. I will take you to death's door time and time again. You will be begging for me to finish you off. Do you understand?" She lowers her chin slightly and makes sure to capture the eyes of the villagers that were looking at her face.
Today I didn't have any trouble with the site, so I think it's getting back to normal.
I would prefer to keep it on Paizo, but that's because I am not familiar with Roll20 at all.
Viare walked towards the gathering of people slowly. She did not want to believe that the Professor had died. She was in self-denial throughout the journey to his funeral. She had looked up to him for many years and was not ready for his death. Naleka, her viper, wrapped herself around Viare's arm and rubbed her head against her skin in an attempt to comfort her. "I'll be alright Naleka. I always am, friend," she whispered to her beloved snake. Viare walked straight to Kendra. "I am so sorry for your loss. I wish I could ease the suffering that you feel, but I cannot." Kendra just nodded her head in response. Poor thing, she cannot even speak she is just so torn. Councilman Hearthmount introduced himself and asked if the group that was standing there would help carry the coffin. "Absolutely. It would be my honor," She lifted her left arm and spoke softly to Naleka, "I need you to move to my neck dear friend. I don't want to pinch you with the coffin."
Hello everyone! Thanks for having me. I've fine with whatever you choose. As previously mentioned, I'm new to this world, so I don't really have an opinion either way yet.
This is FreakyFlyingElf21's submission - The Changeling Witch. I apologize for taking so long, as this was only the second character that I have ever built. Delia Pilachet (my coworker) is teaching me how to play the game. If there are any questions about my character, please let me know. |