Moving with Thorek, Caladra moves to flank the shaman again.
without needing to worry about striking two enemies at once, Caladra is able to focus all her attention on the shaman, striking hard and true with her great sword.
Sara's week was uneventful. Having recently gone to Castilla Manor, she had no need to return for another week or so. At home with Mikhail, Ruina was often in her wolf form though whenever they went out together, Her armor was donned and a smaller, less aggressive form was put forth. "You still amaze me," Sara said the first time Ruina shrank in size.
Back at the wasp nest, Sara hung back mostly. Listening to plans and other discussions putting in a word or two when she felt needed. Ruina was more at ease there, not liking her smaller form but only did so out of necessity. When it was decided to investigate the ruins left behind by the night of ashes, Sara was ready. Careful with the other, she helped in search for anything that may be of use towards the cause.
Sara came down the stairs to the hideout. Her bow was fastened on her back with quivver at her side like normal. However Ruina was nowhere to be seen. Instead, tucked into a handbag thay Sara carried over her shoulder, was a bla k pomeranian that did not look happy to be where she was. "How goes things?" she asks. When she notices Indra she reaches into her handbag, the pup shifting aside to help, and pulled out a white leather belt. "Not my best work, but I'm still learning and proud of how it came out," she said before rolling the belt and tossing it to Indra.
Sara bid her new friends farewell for now before taking the hide and heading back to the shop. When she arrives at the Tannery, Mikhail had already closed shop for the day. "Welcome home, Vorobey. I trust," Mikhail starts when he sees Sara walking in with the hide. He hurries out of his seat and "Bogi vyshe, where did you find this. No... on second thought, i should not know." "I skinned the beast myself," Sara said with a bit of pride and a smile. Mikhail placed his hand on Sara's cheek and gave it a lite pat. "And your care for the trade shows. Is beautiful work." He says. Sara closes her eyes and leans into his hand for a moment, his warmth a welcome after the day she's had. "I was hoping to make a nice bit of armor for Ruina out of it. If I'm to be serious, Ruina needs to be protected too. I dunno what I'd do if any harm came to her." "She will be in the best of care. But now, sleep. Tomorrow we work." And with a gentle kiss on her forehead, Mikhail leads Sara back to their bed for the night. Happy happy fun week:
Over the next week Sara worked on the armor for Ruina and Belt for Indra. Ruina, despite normally being calm and collected, did not wish to stand still while Sara measured her for the armor fitting. Despite this, she was able to get what she needed and got to work. Mikhail helped when he could, giving Sara tips on how to work the blade better when pulling the hide away from the muscle.
While visiting Father Rux at the temple, she noticed some of the normal people who came for help seemed worse off, some with bruises or cuts, another with a limp or an arm in a sling. It was obvious the kind of care that was being forced upon those who needed help most under Thrune's rule. Rux offered guidance to Sara and, while she listened and prayed under his words, she knew what she had to do. Towards the end of the week Sara forced herself to leave Mikhail and head home to Castilla Manor. With a kiss for luck she and Ruina made the trek. The atmosphere when she crossed districts was almost night and day. One of the guards almost didn't let her in until she showed her signet ring and even then it was tenuous. "Ew, who let the trash in," She heard. She glanced over to see who spoke, she was use to this kind of treatment when ever she had to return as she refused to play by the rules of her upbringing. She saw a small park, nothing more than a few benches under the shade of trees. Five kids stood and sat there, looking to be in their late teens. She noticed one of the girls almost instantly. "Hey Lucy," I said to my sister. She only made a face at me, one that spat curses and insults for embarrassing her as I did. I ignored their rebuttal and continued home. Once there I tried to move quickly. Gather some things of mine I needed to take back to Mikhail's, leaving others that were useless now, or at least for the time being. I had to be quick before Iggy or Mother came as they would have been noted at my arrival. "Saraphim," I heard as I hurried down the stairs. I didn't even bother to look back. The doormen didn't react as I approached the doors. Mother had most likely told them to keep me in. "Saraphim stop this instant." Ruina rushed past me and threw herself at the solid wood doors. they budged ever so slightly but enough for me to quickly get out and away before Mother could reach me. I hurried out and back towards my true home. Away from my Mother who sought to use me, my brother who ignored me, my sister who loathed me. I returned to my husband that loved me and my friends that needed me.
Caladra takes a careful few steps forward, sword at the ready for anything that could pop out.
Since i have that rebellion table somewhere (i'll find it), where should I add them? My big hope is that running the rebellion doesn't grind the game to a halt. I did a kingmaker game once as a pbp and it pretty much died because of the kingdom building. That being said I'm having fun. I"m slowly realizing just how much of a combat oriented player I am but it's still fun trying to play a completly different character. I really hope to get more comfortable being Sara just like I feel pretty comfortable with being Caladra.
Sounds like something for me to do," Caladra says, knowing the reputation that she's been gaining throughout the camp would aid in keeping Edran put.
"To put it simply, I just want to help people. I've worked with the poor and downtrodden for years now but whats been going on the past few days with Thrune is just too much. With Ragathiel's guidance I hope we can put an end to this madness." Sara explained, warm coffee in hand. ----- As they're lead towards the tunnels, Sara is relieved that Ruina can acompany her this time. It felt awkward in a way to be without her lifelong companion for their time in the livery. Once in the room she takes hold of her bow and glances about, events from the previous night still fresh in her mind on what could be hiding anywhere. Ruina tenses and lifts her nose as if searching as well.
I'll go iron will, cause of the bear's balance feat. I just like the idea of someone trying to scare Caladra and she rages cause she's pissed at them for trying.
Sara hangs back, relieved that those monstrosities are finished. She watches with curiosity as the others start opening the various crates.
Caladra let out a long sigh as she relaxed after combat. She approached the felled champion and put a boot to her face and bent down. Hand firmly grasped around her largest fang, Caladra wrentch the tooth free with a grunt. "And so you have attained immortality," Caladra said to her fallen foe as she eyed the fang before pocketing it.
Had a good holiday myself, hopefully so did the rest of you. Wife and I got a switch so I've been playing a LOT of zelda.
Sara grabs a pebble and focuses on it for a moment. Soon it begins to shine with a bright light. "Here, good enough?" she asks and tosses the lit pebble to Alexite.
Round 2 "Ruina, stay," Sara says as she carefully moves around Alexite to flank the pup with her own trusty hound. Once on the other side she attacks the dog with the flat of her blade, more to give it a start than to actually harm it.
Ruina seeing Sara's caution with her attack, mimics her care can nips at the stray's flesh, not biting to deeply or cause serious harm, simply to assert dominance in a more aggressive manor than before. She aims more for the legs to attempt to pin the stay beneath her weight.
"If they won't leave we'll make them leave." Caladra said, her grip on her sword handle tightening. She could understand the doubt she felt was growing in some of her party members, the guilt in doing what they did. Animals is one thing but this was something else. She was willing to dip into the darkness for them, to do what needed to be done so they could stay pure. They had become her family, something she's never truly had before, and she'd fight to protect that at any cost.
"I'm sorry!" Sara shrieks to her allies before drawing her short sword. Her bow would be useless as close as she was to the hounds. Ruina growled from the shadows and rushed forward to put itself between Sara and the Mastiff. Teeth bared it snareled in fury at the dogs.
"nothing smells worse than wet dwarf," Caladra said with a pinched nose and twasing smile. After stretching her joints slightly she regathered her equipment and said, "are we pushing forward or resting?"
also, i know i'm not dead. I guess it was kinda like a observation of how Sara is now (down after two hits) to how Caladra is (guns blazing and doesn't care).
I really had no idea how else to describe a nonlethal attack from a wolf.
"Gods, what was I thinking!" Sara yells at herself in a panic. "Ruina, no! Don't hurt them! We need to get out of here. I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me," She says to the guard she shot. "I promise not to hurt you to much this time, I just can't have you hurting more innocents. She then puts her bow away before drawing out her short sword. The chaos of the crowd has made it too difficult for the bow despite her familiarity with it.
Ruina up at Sara for a moment before taking a more careful bite out of the fallen guard before falling back with Sara to guard her.
END IT NOW! Caladra hears roaring in mind. The voice of the rage singing songs of death as she tore through the troglodyte forces.
"Bye bye," She says with an almost eerie calm as she swings the scimitar with sickening strength.
Sara walked the cobblestone street of Kintargo, heading towards the opera house. She felt a tightness in her chest as she got closer,
---------- "I've caught wind of protest going down tomorrow, outside the opera house," Sara told Father Ruix. The portly man had a calm demeanor and a kind smile. One could find it hard to believe that he was priest of Ragathiel, the God of Vengeance. Ruix stood in a kitchen, preparing the evenings meals for all who sought it. Sara stood a few feet away, bow slung over her shoulder and her hand tightly gripping the sling to her quiver. "You should go. Thrune's making it difficult to take care of the people here. We can't even make some of the medicine anymore thanks to his mint ban while others have become sleep deprived since they can't drink chamomile tea. He's not making things better and you need to show him how to do it better." Father Ruix said nothing, only minded to his cooking. After a moment he spoke keeping his eyes to ensure the food didn't burn. "You are angry," He started. "And you're not? Thrune is killing these people," Sara cut in. "I am upset, yes, but he has not stopped us. He does not prevent us from helping all those who seek help. He makes it difficult and tests us, that is all. We must simply find new ways to help. I feel going to this protest is foolish, though I will not stop you if you choose. Just be careful, you walk the line of vengeance and while Ragathiel may still guide you, it is a path that only leads towards more pain. ---------- "It's too late now," Sara muttered under her breath. Ruina, her faithful hound looked up at her, amber eyes filled with a sense of knowing. She rubbed Ruina behind her ears and smiled. She stood among others in the crowd outside the opera house. She could see the dottari and swallowed. She simply stood there, silent for a moment before raising her own voice among the others in a joint cry of protest.
Also I have no problem hosting a personal gear page for everyone if they'd like. They're just responsible for keeping it up to date on their own. This way they don't have to muck with the formulas if they don't want.
I'm so happy you didn't post that you made this and I just wasted my time on it. I know it'll be awhile until it's needed but at least it's ready for when we get to it. As for the personal gear tracker, it seems simple enough. I'll toss it together and copy that encumbrance formula you have. i need to show that to my wife, she loves playing with excel and would probably get a kick out of it.
I have a short sword as well for melee as well as Ruina that'll probably be my body guard until she trusts Sara on her own with combat. Spreadsheet would probably be best for our loot list. I'll take a crack at maintaining it if you want since you probably have enough on your plate with running the AP. I'll study yours from ironfang and do my best.
"Coward," Caladra says and puts her sword away. She watches it and moves quickly before the trog has a chance to run. Hoping to anger it into an attack against her, she draws her composite longbow and fires at the beast.
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** spoiler omitted ** Always thought masterwork weapons were only +100 gp... yeah, i'll do the rich parents to balance it out and work on a propper background too with a better meeting with ruina.
"Our terms it is," Caladra says with a grin and steps forward to volunteer herself.
I can function as an off healer too since I have access to some druid spells. Like I'll have CLW almost always prepared or whatever. I forget exactly how spellcasting works for hunters, should probably read up on it before the game starts.
All that sounds good. I'll definetly need to look at downtime rules. I already got a fun idea in my head to maybe flesh out a little more. A bit about me too: work retail with fairly laidback cellphone rules. No hurricanes coming towards me so i don't forsee any blackout dates in my future except usual holiday stuff
Sure, I'll take it too. I just did an update to Caladra as I had forgotten that I had taken a mwk breastplate and never updated her. So my stats in my bar are good now. I'll add that scimitar now though too.
I'll take the ring. It'll help since i'm raging more.
I'm alive! Thanks for all the kind thoughts. My in-laws lost power but my mom's place was pretty much fine. Same with the rest of my family and friends. Irma actually downgraded to a cat 1 and moved a bit east so we never got the eye of the storm like origionallu thought. My work is even fine despite being in a major flood zone. I'll try to get a post in tonight if possible or tomorrow as i'm still getting my life back in order.
So much better, thank you. I was looking for one yesterday
Sweet I pretty much have him built all ready, just need equipment and I'll just put it over from Navasi. Oh, and a name. I'll try to throw together a profile for him in like an hour whe. I go on lunch.
Seeing the troglodyte party ignore, or more likely not understand, Cedric had tipped an already on edge Caladra over. Use it, don't be a slave to it, she told herself. "Looks like they only understand one language," Caladra said. As she spoke her body seemed to tighten as she let the anger and rage course through her body. She could feel it in her head, close to consuming her fully, but she maintained control. She then lunged forward towards her nearest target, eyes white and sword drawn. "BLOOD!" she yelled before attacking the nearest foe.
I meant more fluff creation than crunch. Tweaking the backstory a bit. Her story's actually pretty similar to another character from a discontinued game and thought it woukd be cool to do said background tweaks. But like i said, i can easiky do thag later.
Screw it, i'm going envoy. Woukd like to personalize her more to make her mine but whatever, i can always do that later.
I'm definetly interested. I'll pick a pregen when i get home and have access to a computer. I'll probably just post under this name.
Man, I just got a new job working in a furniture store and I'm actually looking forward to getting my own place so i can furnish it with all the cool stuff. I know it's going to be a head ache (moved a couple times before having to go back to my mom's) but my wife and I are excited. It's a pain now but it's so much worth it later.
Day 11 Caladra follows the others through the forest, hanging on the side of the group incase anything should try to flank the party. When they reach the outpost she moves to position herself more towards the front of the group. She makes sure to have her sword ready should anything prove to be less than friendly.
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