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"That would be an agreeable deal Abayone." Voshi bows her head in respect to the other woman. "If you could perhaps include some nice travelling clothes for my sister and I as part of the camping supplies as well as a nice night-time blanket for each of these two unclothed ones, that would be much appreciated."
Voshi listens to Abayone's offer carefully watches her friends' reactions to the offer before replying. "We could possibly do so, but this seems a very dangerous task indeed. Now if you can provide a comfortable sturdy wagon and some useful trading supplies upon our return, we would be much more able to assist!"
Voshi looks on with wide eyes as Uthe and Zathra complete the ritual. "So Uthe, what exactly does it do...?"
Voshi has re-statted completely from swashbuckler to one-handed fighter at lvl 6.
"We are merciful people, I think Zathra said something like that once. You can leave this place from the entrance we came from. No going to report to your employer!" Voshi replies before eagerly jumping in to see what's in the large chest before he even gets the chance to leave.
Voshi makes thankful noises as Zathra gives her aid. Voshi continues her attacks, this time not trying to show off.
Voshi, aiming to show off, twists and turns her sword in her hand before attacking, but doesn't regain her grip effectively, missing the boggard standing right in front of her.
"Come on Saylarya, let's go!" {Bon Mot}
Voshi rushes in, her usual quips falling rather flat as she does so.
"Thats it Saylarya, you tried to make a joke!" Voshi calls back at her companion with glee, just as she then recoils in fear as the boggards get into her mind. She strides forward to the retreating boggard, aiming to rid this place of the menace but she struggles to hit her mark as she is overly cautious.
Voshi dashes forward to the closest boggard, closely skimming past swampy, drawing her Kukri as she leaps into melee.
"Well as long as we don't touch it, it won't touch us, right?" Voshi starts heading around the outside of the room, uninterrested in the fonts. "Let's go this way!" She says as she reaches the east door, checking for anything nefarious before touching it.
"Now you lot need to learn some style - I know some jumpsuits that would look stunning and really show off your legs!" {Bon Mot} {Move - draw weapon in initiative} Voshi dashes in, pulling her rapier with style as she goes. {Attack}
Voshi manages to trade her current gawdy tunic for a rather fancy hat this time and gets a pair of dark green gloves that she thinks would be perfect for her sister. "Zathra - thankyou for the money, isn't my new armour just fabulous? I found you a pair of gloves I think you might like as a thank you!"
Spinning around to Uthe and Zathra on hearing the word shopping, Voshi butts in. "Oh I do love shopping! We could absolutely get some new boots and tunics and maybe even some trousers!"
"Well at least he got a taste of his own medicine." Voshi says, still frustrated with the oozes.
"Hmm.... cursebreaker, I might know something."
"Don't forget to prod that bit Uthe." Voshi adds, distracting Uthe in the process.
Voshi continues to pummel the ooze with all her might, trying to hold her breath in the meanwhile.
Voshi's stomach does somersaults from the toxious fumes and she starts retching.
Recovering slightly, she turns to the ooze and wallops it, trying to get its attention, if it has any, away from her sister.
Voshi decides yet again to not draw her weapons but follows Saylarya's example, albeit less effectively.
"I fear there is something nefarious in here too. Zathra, come look!"
"Vivacity Saylarya, Vivacity." Voshi, feeling a slight breeze, closes her eyes and tries to pinpoint where its from, eventually settling with one of the walls.
"Now that was the definition of nefarious." She says in frustration, the tip of her tail twitching. "Let's carry on when Uthe feels a bit better."
Voshi swaps her longbow for her Kukri and stands ready to strike back if it nears.
"You can't sneak up on us, we'll see right through that trick" Voshi states with confidence, secretly hoping that she can't see through the man anytime soon. {Bon Mot}
"Saylarya, what are you making that noise for?" Voshi queries, looking back behind her, but then notices the blur in the sky. "Girls, look up there - its above our heads!" She draws her longbow and then shoots at the figure above.
Wrinkling her nose at the stench from the water, Voshi ambles to the closest crate or box and starts searching through it to see what she can find.
"I once came across a little bloodworm once." Voshi says, shuddering. "Don't underestimate something based on its size!"
"Don't touch..." Voshi says, just as Uthe taps on the urn. "Ohhh, you might have made whatever it is angry now!"
Voshi makes soft contented noises as Zathra soothes her wounds. "I'm slowly starting to reconsider getting involved in all this human malarky. Uthe, Saylarya, I think you might be right..."
Voshi continues to slash at the golem, struggling to find any weak points due to its composition.
Voshi continues her attack with flair against the golem.
Voshi mewls loudly, but it soothed somewhat by Zathra's aid. She continues to strike at the golem.
"Now, that is not playing fair!" Voshi says, pouting at the unwelcome surprise. She draws her rapier and hopes for the best.
"Ooze in charge around here?" Voshi quips, leaping forward gracefully to the other side of the ooze.
She then leaps back away again to the edge of the room.
Not wanting to walk across the unidentified wet patch, Voshi points at the map table from the doorway. "There is something disgusting under that table."
"Let me handle this sister!" Voshi says, confidently. She walks forward to look at the door to check for anything nefarious.
"I know, listen to this!" Voshi says, seeing Saylarya's enthusiasm about her new knowledge. "What is the most nefarious vegetable" She pauses, whilst waiting for an answer, but unable to hold it in any longer, she bursts out the answer. "A rapscallion! ....You know those little oniony things?" She adds, when Saylarya gives her a quizzical look.
"Exactly!" Voshi says passionately, nodding emphatically at Uthe's point. "I know exactly who my parents are." Voshi gets a couple of strange looks from the crowd with this odd statement.
"We are certainly here to help, but I think that your beard is far beyond that!" Voshi says, her joke falling short at any meaningful attempt to discredit him.
"This mystic man forgets that all beings can show compassion for each other no matter their ancestry - it does not just have to be Mwangi. Why would we offer to help defeat this disease unless we were also worthy beings - capable of showing compassion to all those around."
Voshi addresses the crowd, not wanting to be pulled in by the racist thug. "Everyone, take a second to look at the people standing around you - yes, even him." She says in a stage whisper, winking at the woman looking horrified at the unwashed man next to her. "Look at the diversity in Kibwe - how we learn from each other, we share our skills and crafts to help make a better place to live! I alone get to wear clothes made by a human Shelynite to express myself, I get to eat suspicious looking food from Nex and have tasted elven wine - delicious by the way, try it sometime."
Voshi follows Zathra's lead and asks around town, but asks questions about Matala, who so far has been the original source of the disease.
Voshi continues her strike attempts, moving back to the ooze to support the others.
"Eurgh, not again. We did not sign up for this!" Voshi says, sheathing her weapon and attempting to punch it with her fists.
Then, learning from last time, she withdraws a fair distance, hoping not to get hit too hard.
Voshi flourishes her Kukri with style as she dodges out of the path of each attack.
Bon Mot:
(Swashbuckler style) You launch an insightful quip at a foe, distracting them. Choose a foe within 30 feet and roll a Diplomacy check against the target's Will DC.
Critical Success The target is distracted and takes a –3 status penalty to Perception and Will saves for 1 minute. The target can end the effect early with a retort to your Bon Mot. This can either be a single action that has the concentrate trait or an appropriate skill action to frame their retort. The GM determines which skill actions qualify, though they must take at least 1 action. Typically, the retort needs to use a linguistic Charisma-based skill action. Success As critical success, but the penalty is –2. Critical Failure Your quip is atrocious. You take the same penalty an enemy would take had you succeeded. This ends after 1 minute or if you issue another Bon Mot and succeed. {A}
"You do realise that every human that has come into contact with Grisshuk has turned into a lump of slime right? Even ones that he likes. Now imagine what he would do to those he doesn't like."
"Grisshuk! You can't hurt us - we think, you could tell us what misfortune you have come upon and we will help!"
Voshi is not impressed at Zathra ordering her around with mundane tasks and complains loudly about the menial tasks each time, but still helps her sister anyway. Its as if the complaining is what she needs to make herself feel better about the situation. The idea of getting out of this place and questioning a different person seems to cheer her up. "Bekyar Block." she says nodding whilst turning the name over in her head, trying to come up with something witty, but falls short.
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