Female Human Druid 1 HP 10/10 | AC 15/Touch 12/ FF 13 | Fort +3 Ref +2 Will +5 Wooden Fist (Su) 6x/ day (used: 1) CMD 16
Xeni smiles. "There's nothing wrong with curiosity, it's the best way to learn things." The druidess yawns again. "I think I'm going to turn in, I usually wake up rather early. See you in the morning." she says heading up to her room.
Female Human Druid 1 HP 10/10 | AC 15/Touch 12/ FF 13 | Fort +3 Ref +2 Will +5 Wooden Fist (Su) 6x/ day (used: 1) CMD 16
"Tea is good, or the juice of different fruit." Xeni replies. "And no, you're not "doing" anything. Some people are more talkative or personable than others, that's all. Nothing wrong with it. "
Female Human Druid 1 HP 10/10 | AC 15/Touch 12/ FF 13 | Fort +3 Ref +2 Will +5 Wooden Fist (Su) 6x/ day (used: 1) CMD 16
"I spend a lot of time in the wilds myself actually, though mostly among plants." Xeni replies. "Usually when I come into town I bring herbs and things that are hard to come by around here."
Female Human Druid 1 HP 10/10 | AC 15/Touch 12/ FF 13 | Fort +3 Ref +2 Will +5 Wooden Fist (Su) 6x/ day (used: 1) CMD 16
Xeni rolls her eyes at the half Ford's crude attempt at humor. "I'm sure nature will takes it's course in it's own time if they are so inclined." the druidess says calmly, "Though you do know there are people who can interact without immediately rutting like animals....which ironically even animals don't do."
Female Human Druid 1 HP 10/10 | AC 15/Touch 12/ FF 13 | Fort +3 Ref +2 Will +5 Wooden Fist (Su) 6x/ day (used: 1) CMD 16
Bairn Trisdove wrote: Bairn stands up and offers his hand to Lilla. He looks to Ana and Xeni. "If we're not back in an hour, you might want to search for us." "We definitely will." Xeni says, the smile waning at the thought.
Female Human Druid 1 HP 10/10 | AC 15/Touch 12/ FF 13 | Fort +3 Ref +2 Will +5 Wooden Fist (Su) 6x/ day (used: 1) CMD 16
Taking the potion and drinking it, Xeni sighs in relief as her wounds are healed. "Rabbits would definitely be more in line with his capability." she says with a chuckle. Potion: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10
Female Human Druid 1 HP 10/10 | AC 15/Touch 12/ FF 13 | Fort +3 Ref +2 Will +5 Wooden Fist (Su) 6x/ day (used: 1) CMD 16
Xeni glares at the cowardly noble as they ride back, having bandaged her side as well as possible. "I suggest your next 'hunt' take place in a butcher shop. The wilds are not for those with weak stomachs"
Female Human Druid 1 HP 10/10 | AC 15/Touch 12/ FF 13 | Fort +3 Ref +2 Will +5 Wooden Fist (Su) 6x/ day (used: 1) CMD 16
Letting out a cry of pain as the boar tears into her side, Xeni smashes her staff down on it with all the force she can muster. Staff/Inspired: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15
Female Human Druid 1 HP 10/10 | AC 15/Touch 12/ FF 13 | Fort +3 Ref +2 Will +5 Wooden Fist (Su) 6x/ day (used: 1) CMD 16
Without time to cast a spell and her companions badly wounded, Xeni takes a step forward, bringing her staff smashing down on the boar with all the force she can muster. 1d20 ⇒ 18
Female Human Druid 1 HP 10/10 | AC 15/Touch 12/ FF 13 | Fort +3 Ref +2 Will +5 Wooden Fist (Su) 6x/ day (used: 1) CMD 16
There were few things Xeni hated more that the skin crawling wrongness of the undead. As the skeletons rise, the druidess dashes forward, thick bark growing around her fists, covered in tiny thorns as she punches the animated bones. Charge/Wooden fist: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 2 = 16
Female Human Druid 1 HP 10/10 | AC 15/Touch 12/ FF 13 | Fort +3 Ref +2 Will +5 Wooden Fist (Su) 6x/ day (used: 1) CMD 16
Lilla Rosetti wrote: I guess this situation just reminded me of that. Not that I'm saying Bairn belongs to me specifically or anything...it just upset me when I saw her pawing him, kinda like it upset him when he saw that noble fawning over me. Yeah I was wondering why, with no idea what she wanted with that sense motive roll, Lilla went straight to "that slut". lol
Female Human Druid 1 HP 10/10 | AC 15/Touch 12/ FF 13 | Fort +3 Ref +2 Will +5 Wooden Fist (Su) 6x/ day (used: 1) CMD 16
GM Dust wrote: You make your way out of the Rusty Dragon and onto the main streets. As soon as you do, a crowd begins to form around you. They cheer for you loudly and a woman approaches Xeni with a loaf of fresh baked bread. "You look like you could use some more food, dearie." "Uhm...I....thank you!?" Xeni manages taking the bread from the woman and savoring the fresh baked smell. She was still pretty unaccustomed to being around large groups of people at once. She turns as Shayliss comes running up to Bairn, the druidess understanding of animal instinct and behavior serving her well. Sense Motive: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23 The site was down again when I went to post this earlier.
Female Human Druid 1 HP 10/10 | AC 15/Touch 12/ FF 13 | Fort +3 Ref +2 Will +5 Wooden Fist (Su) 6x/ day (used: 1) CMD 16
Having woken up early and gone out into the woods to meditate and commune with nature, Xeni walks back into the inn, to see the others gathering in the common room. Smiling she makes her way over, taking a seat. "Good morning everyone, how do you all feel today?"
Female Human Druid 1 HP 10/10 | AC 15/Touch 12/ FF 13 | Fort +3 Ref +2 Will +5 Wooden Fist (Su) 6x/ day (used: 1) CMD 16
Xeni sits quietly listening to the conversation as she eats in silence, but can't think to add to what Bairn knows. As the others begin turning in she decides to do likewise. "Goodnight, everyone. I think I'll be turning in as well. I'll see you all in the morning." She gets up giving her companions a smile. "Thank you again for the room Ameiko." Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14
About Oric SarundNG Medium Humanoid (Orc, Human)
Created using PCGen 5.17.19 on Nov 2, 2012 Oric scratched lump of a left ear. Why did it always itch when he was trying to concentrate. Or whenever he thought about his disfigurements. His past of being so poor, eating whatever scraps he could find, he'd contracted something. And that something had left his face a pockmarked mess and shriveled his left ear. His eyes, blue and intelligent, are hard to get a look at as he constantly is trying to avoid exposing his face. He hadn't been the nicest kid on the block since then. His intelligence gave him a bit of a complex with the other kids as well. He always felt they were all so...dull. His scathing remarks and elaborate pranks had made him many childhood enemies. He had learned it was easiest to act first, and either incapacitate or get away from whomever he was facing. "Ouch! Curse these hot flames!" Oric had just burned himself on the burner he was using to make this particular potion. Always a tricky business, crafting potions. The weights and ratios of ingredients were of the utmost importance. He sighed as he stirred in the last of the diamond powder and set his timer for the potion to cook. He looked over at the half assembled figure in the corner of his workshop. Gears and custom made metal fittings were scattered all over the workbench beside it. He had to figure out how to control the speed of hip gears, so the thing could walk. The problem was, he was out of a few of the magical components he needed. None of them were local to Magnimar, and he really didn't have the coin to outright buy what he needed. He would have to go on a trip to find what he needed, or at least rumors of where he could find the pieces. |