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Vistra's eyes sparkle with the light of battle. She pulls out the dagger and hexes the man who hit her before rushing him with her battleaxe. "You should have run.
"...boys, you just made a complicated situation real simple, and that's something you'll live to regret...if you're lucky. Didn't your mommas ever tell you to do what the officer says?" Vistra casts burning hands on as many of them as possible, without hitting the child.
"Will this ever stop being a ridiculous s&&@ show! Where's the law? You there, you can't walk off with a random kid! And there'll be no lynching! Vistra places her hand on her battleaxe, but resists the urge to draw it.
"Gah! Fine! Who in our group can see if they can save whoever that timber fell on? I'll round up that other kid" Vistra heads over to the suspicious man and child.
"WHAT IN THE HELLS ARE YOU DOING PEOPLE ARE DYING OUT HERE - IF YOU'RE GRAVEDIGGERS NOW'S NOT THE TIME!" Vistra screams at the men, completely bamboozled about why they're doing something other than fishing people out of the water and seeing to the living.
"That building's about to fall!" Vistra calls, as her eyes grow wild and she tries to do everything at once.
Vistra struggles to keep any desperation out of her voice amidst the incredibly chaotic scene.
"What a sh!tshow! Nobody's in charge around here?!?!
Vistra looks for something to paddle with. Depending on the current or if no paddle, she'll get in the water and drag the raft towards the mother. "Creepy ladies offering things in the middle of a disaster are bad news! Stay away from her! she calls to Starflower.
"Aye, Ah'll join ye. Creepy kid though - who says that? I guess it couldn't hurt ta check later.
Vistra nods. Over time, she's probably picked up on some of her and Carric's similar habits - the way a pack has to be put together, light sleeping, etc. from their shared military background. Carric, perhaps more than the others, she trusts to watch her back.
With Carric's help, Vistra is barely able to drag the raft back. Thanks, elf. Didn't think I'd need ya, but this current is swifter'n the eye sees.
"LEAVE THE DEAD OLD MAN YE CAN'T HELP 'EM AND YOU, CEASE YOUR YAMMERING IF YE INTEND TO DIE THEN GET ON WITH IT, YE 'AVEN'T LOST YER BREATH YET EH? " Vistra roars as she surges towards the raft of children.
I think the most interesting discusiion is how did we meet and decide on this quest?
Sorry about the shenanigans but that's just how I made RAW fit my image of the character.
whomp whomp retired soldier is poor Equipment chosen:
background:
Sell the shortbow and the light crossbow for 25 total, sell leather for
I submit Vistra. Vistra is a female dwarf who made her pact in order to see that she and her fellows survived battle. However, her unnatural survival was discovered. Rather than cause a great scandal, she was quietly "retired." Now she's willing to do anything to regain the trust and respect of others and herself, and has little to lose. Race: Mountain dwarf Background: SoldierWarlock: dark one
Proficiencies:
Saving Throws: wisdom, charisma
Skills: athletics, intimidation, deception, arcana Weapons: simple and dwarf Armor: light, medium Tools: smith’s tools, land vehiciles, dice Languages: Common, dwarven Spellcasting:
Spell Attack: +4
Spellcasting DC: 12 Spell Level: 1 Spell Slots: 1 Spells Known: 2 Coins & Gems: GP EP SP CP Armor: scale mail Weapons: battleaxe Readied Items: Trinkets: Other Items:
Background: Background: Soldier Prof: athletics, intimidation, dice, land vehicles Speciality: Officer Feature: Rank Trait: I’m full of inspiring and cautionary tales from my military experience relevant to almost every combat situation. Ideal: Responsibility. I do what I must and obey just authority. (Lawful) Bond: Someone saved my life on the battlefield. To this day, I will never leave a friend behind. Flaw: I’d rather eat my armor than admit when I’m wrong.
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