Daemanis

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"T-Thanks, but I sh-shouldn't even be a-alive right now. L-Literally. I-I've seen so many e-eras rise and fall. I s-shouldn't be here. I shouldn't k-know you guys. I s-shouldn't be with her."
Whatever else Julie might have said Cienna couldn’t hear it, the last part of that sentence rang through her very being shaking her harder than anything. The tears that had just recently stopped thanks to Julie recovering started falling again, it felt like her heart was breaking even if she had only just met this woman earlier this evening, whether it be magic or something else that influenced the soul bond it had hit her hard. Hearing Julie say that made her feel like she didn’t even deserve to be with her. ‘That’s what being evil gets you’ she thought to herself her head dropping silently as she just kneeled on the side walk.
Everything else may have ceased to exist at that very moment and she wouldn’t have noticed, Her wings usually kept folded back against her or in flight ready position now just dropped sitting on the ground behind her, not even having the will to hold them up. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew that letting her wings get so wet was bad but she couldn’t care. Nothing mattered if Julie didn’t want to be with her.
“I’m sorry…” her voice would be barely above a whisper, who she was speaking to not even she truly knew. Was she apologizing to herself for choices that she felt were made for her, or was she apologizing to Julie for not being perfect, or in fact to everyone for being who she is. If she had the emotional strength left to her she would have stood and started walking, however she found neither the strength nor the desire to move. She would simply kneel here for the rest of her life or so it felt to her at this point.

D&D 5e - Lost Mine of Phandelver

Pretty cool link i think i can work with that :D

D&D 5e - Lost Mine of Phandelver

I want to test out the rolling feature using the forum, if that doesn't work I'll get something like they have in the discord, as I want you guys to be able to do your own rolls, otherwise it just won't have the same feel as D&D @Mae

@Cu Chulainn That's a good point too, It all depends on how you guys like this campaign, as we only really get to level 5, maybe a little higher in this campaign.

@Regitnui Sweet, I've really only just started my collection lol

and so you all know the encounters in this campaign aren't quite going to be strong enough as it is designed for a smaller party so i'll be using another book I have which is designed around the kind of monsters we're going to see here, just to make them feel a little better...
so any and all feedback is appreciated..

And on that note would you guys like me to open a discord server?

D&D 5e - Lost Mine of Phandelver

Remember this is a beginners campaign and I'm not out to get a total party kill. so I would suggest for this one playing what you think will be fun, as I've always said

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The night time air was cool on Zephyrs’ skin as he walked the streets heading towards central park. His shirt was open as per normal revealing his solidly built body and the cross with wings that he always wore. His eyes looking straight ahead as he walked disregarding the people he passed. He had one mission in mind, and one mission only. He made his way to the park crossing a scene where apparently a woman had tried to kill herself by jumping of a ten-story building. It did little to even raise an inkling of curiosity out of him and he continued walking past them.
‘the lives these short lives lead is beyond mundane’ he thought to himself not even caring to find if anyone had been hurt. This was one of his free moments and he wasn’t going to waste it concerned about someone that would be dead and gone all too soon. Rounding the corner, the events already fading from his mind. Picking up his pace he let the tone of his feet falling on the pavement become a kind of music to tune out everything. The rain was a minor annoyance to him as it caused the scars on his back to ache just a little, enough to make him roll his shoulders to relieve the annoyance.
‘Teach you to stand against God.’ He thought to himself as he finally reached the border of central park, the air thick with damp leaves and other such natural scents. It reminded him of a time back in the first garden this planet had known. Eden, it was nice, and he cared about these short lived back then. He approached his favourite part of the park throwing himself on the ground. The wet grass immediately soaking his shirt and the rain doing a better job at soaking him through than a sprinkler on full. His eyes scanned the cloud cover as he let his mind wander over the past and the thoughts of his future.
‘such is the life of an angel cast to earth’ he thought to himself with a sardonic smile, the rolling lightning spreading through the clouds casting a glow that reminded him of the earliest bioluminescent lights the ocean threw across the early beaches. ‘you still find ways to show me that your world is perfect don’t you’ he thought his hand slowly running up his body towards the cross around his neck.
At his point, the mobile phone in his pocket began to vibrate against his leg. He reached into his pocket pulling it out and sliding the touch screen to answer.
“Speak” he said his tone devoid of emotions and filled with authority.
“The Cross demands you investigate strange happenings in town, An f5 Tornado formed up and then vanished almost immediately causing some damage to an upper class Apartment building, No known casualties, though the incident would have been exactly the same as the one 20 years ago should it not have been stopped mysteriously. Priority Alpha.” A voice responded from the receiver.
“confirmed” Zephyr said standing and accessing a tracking map on his mobile which showed he had passed the location earlier. He rolled his eyes heading back in that direction. It would be another half hour later he would be standing back at the entrance to the apartment looking up at the damage.
‘interesting, looks like it was controlled to this building alone, magic essence is strong in the air, seems to be dark magic.’ He though sniffing the air and allowing his natural senses to determine what the types of magics were involved. He scanned around the area looking for any strong senses of evil that would have the magic levels to do this.

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I will be gone for twelve days starting on the 23rd of July!

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Cienna -Dies-

Operation Vanguard, Act I- The only easy day was yesterday (high-casual)

As above, I'm happy to take your recommendations as I don't know enough about military Standard Operating Procedures,

D&D 5e - Lost Mine of Phandelver

D&D 5e - Lost Mine of Phandelver

@The Grey Dust Looks good to me if you can put it over into the Character section all people cleared to post :D following post order :D

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One of the people who were beside Julie grabbed her,
"Now, I have no goddam clue who you are, but you seem to know our Julie. I've known her for about ten years. So believe me when I say that none of the wad your fault. She's done this before. Now, me and my friend were trying to help her out here. So, make yourself useful, and UPDATE THE GODDAM OPERATOR!"
Hearing this it finally occurred to her that her phone was still in her hand and the operator was desperate for details.
“ma’am if you can calm down and give me more information please” the voice on the phone would say when she finally acknowledged. Her voice was shaking just like the rest of her body.
“I c.. can… can try…” she said between sobs “I’m blind.” She would add after.
“We’ve traced your call and an ambulance is on route.” The operator said, “Is there anyone else around?” she would ask.
Cienna would say that there was before offering her phone to the man who had yelled at her before, he was talking to Julie again.
"Shhh. There, there Julie. You're ok. Listen to me. It's a Fritz. I'm here for you. With me is my buddy, Stride. She healed you. And we've got your fairy friend, who phoned an ambulance. We're all here for you, ok? Atta girl. This wasn't you fault, if anyone's to blame, I'll bet it's Erin."
As she waited for him to take her phone she would show him her other wrist with Julies name emblazoned on it. So that he would understand the distress that she was feeling at this point.