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7 yrs ago
Current Oh. Right. Should update this from time to time.
8 yrs ago
FINALLY have a date for the move. Can FINALLY move back to Whitestone to be with my sister.
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8 yrs ago
I'M A DE ROLO, APPARENTLY. O_O As in, I found out I have another sister who's like 10 now. Named Cassandra. Now I'm Alice von Ermineskaya Kowalski de Rolo III.
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8 yrs ago
1. It has been at least 3 years since guildfall. It does not feel that long. 2. Just need to confirm stuff and I can move. 3. My sister is officially a model. Plus, she has an interview today.
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8 yrs ago
Five Open Legend games, soon to be six. Three D&D games, soon to be two. A Numenera game that's been going since before Numenera went public. Probably enough for now. -nodnod-

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Daisy climbed down from the pew and waited for everyone to finish their searches. She wasn't going to find anything she wanted on any of the bodies, and wasn't going to keep much, if anything, anyway. She gave a casual glance over to the pendant held by Ary, and while it seemed familiar, it didn't ring any bells - and believe me, if it had, Daisy would be singing along proudly.

She did take a chance to find something useful in one of the rooms, but only managed to see that it was in fact a desk, so returned to the main chapel.

On the other hand, someone was now offering her something. It took her a moment to realize what it was that - oh, that's who it was! - Ceria was offering her. She really didn't have much of a use for drake sca- okay, that was a lie. She had someone back home who would enjoy them in a few years time, so long as she spent the time to turn them into a necklace or something. And maybe she'd have a more socially acceptable second parent to bring back, too!

"Thank you! These are...always good to have!" This didn't interfere with her vow like money would have, either. Way better than anything she could have picked up, too. In the end, Daisy's cheeks just turned the deep purple that represented her blush.

>Nat 1 on investigation roll of desk.
Daisy was angry with her friend, like Ceria but not as strongly, but she was mostly confused, worried, and scared for Yvah. She kept her hex up on her, but almost regretted not instead transfering it to Ceria so she could hold her back more easily. "Miss Super-Attractive Elf, please calm down." Taking a moment to switch her focus, she continued, "we need to fix the problem, not sprrad it to each other." She reached her hand into her hair, touched one of the thorny vines, and drew out several small, smooth, flowering vines from it that stiffened as she extracted them into a flowery crown, and placed it on Ceria's head.

"We need to get along and make ourselves not have to have this hapoen again. In the meantime," she raised her voice, "we need to look around, see if there's anything here we can learn from. Someone check that fishy-woman. Let her have some dignity, though. Check the rest, too. That room looked like it would have the most useful things. The three of us," she motioned between herself, Yvah, and Ary, "have some discussion to do.

>Actions: Move with Yvah and Ary, change focus to Mantle of Joy (adv on Persuasion), and Druidcrafting a flower crown for Ceria (will roll Persuasion if necessary)
>Mentioned: @corneredbliss, @Mistiel, @Ms Ravenwinter
Daisy was conflicted. On one had, she was happy Ceria was okay. On the other, her other friend just destroyed the only remaining lead they had, and quite violently at that. On a strange, mutated, third hand, there was a whole area to explore. But those were all three very different things and so many she couldn't pay attention to all of them, and none required weapons in hand. She slipped her dagge back in her boot, hung her crossbow from her belt, and casually walked over to Yvah, transfering her Hex, just in case. "Calm down. She's dead. Whatever your reason, she's quite dead."

>Sheathe weapons.
>Transfer Hex (strength checks) to Yvah.
>Change Focus to Mantle of Joy (if you allow it since bonus action in one "turn", even if out of combat)
>If necessary for talking down a PC, Persuasion roll (23, with or without advantage (12 was second roll))
>Prep to grapple if she doesn't stand down.
"Don't run! Running just makes us want to hurt you. We really just kind of wanted to talk!" Daisy started quietly, raising her volume, as she followed after the priestess. After trying to kick in the door overdramatically before opening it like a normal person with the handle, she fired a crossbow bolt at her, but missed as a result of the movement again. "That was just a warning!" Must cover it up, after all. Especially since this was the second time in under a minute kicking down a door interfered with her shot. Stupid spindly legs.

>Daisy moves toward the door and attempts to kick it in (3). Failing that, just opens it as normal.
>She transfers Hex (Strength checks) to the Priestess, then uses her crossbow. She misses with an 8.
>Persuasion check: 8.
>Next: @Oraculum
Having two companions downed in a few seconds wasn't exactly ideal, especially when she had choice words for the fishgirl and a crossbow bolt for the drake's larynx. She'd rather not have her friend's and the crazy person's carried away just yet, however, so Daisy frustratedly bent down and pulled out a potion she'd rather drink herself, uncorked it, picked up Yvah just a little, and poured the potion into her mouth while massaging her throat. She took a little time out of her very busy schedule to look over at her still octopus-less friend and yell, "hey, your fishy girlfriend over there could use some of your unique charm!"

>Mechanics: Daisy feeds a potion of healing to Yvah, for 7 HP, and uses her tiefling-iest Healing Word yet to give Ulor 8 HP.

>Mentioned: @Ms Ravenwinter and @Oraculum

>@JBRam2002 is up!
Another thing that had been distracting Daisy during her shot was the sudden appearance of a much less sane version of her cat-friend. But she did do something important at least, by taking out the thug. Daisy could only return the favor while also stopping the assault on Ceria (which bordered on more important, as people suddenly changing dispositions was par for course in her homeland and to those linked somehow to her patron) by pinning the drake to the wall. She whispered a quick haiku and pointed at the drake before stepping toward it, and loading and firing her crossbow again.

Daisy was left with no choice when Ceria's location was announced, but also unable to reach the drake. She'd have to dispatch the thug in her way first. It wouldn't be easy, she was sure. But it would keep at least one of them off of her, and the elf would be just as good against the drake as she herself would, if not better. But now wasn't the time for words like she'd planned.

First, she locked her eyes on the thug and spat on the ground as she chanted rhythmically and conducted an invisible orchestra with her wand. In the remaining moment, she flung open the door and loosed a bolt from her crossbow at the man. Unfortunately, doors are heavy, and moving one while firing a crossbow is a bit of a hindrance to aim.

The elf Daisy had an appreciation for seemed to be drawing attention to herself with her noises, and that would certainly not do for the sylvan being, especially since the ranger would be for her eyes only eventually, bound to her through music and dance, and through oaths to her patron and other archfey. But for now...the best she could do was get the heathen away from her, which she could do with but a thought.

She looked at the man, then where her forest flower had been hiding, then back to the man. She thought of the sound of scuffling clothes and shoes, and projected it into his mind, coming from the opposite direction as the two fey-descendants and moving farther to the (whatever direction left on the map is. West?)
Daisy was too uneasy to sleep. She had someone ruining her playtime by wanting to kill people. Thankfully, the rest of the group had the good sense to keep them alive to play another day. Before she could even watch them run off and enjoy their freedom before the group would inevitably run into them again, Daisy had the opportunity to watch the largest source of her consternation leave like the group had had a horrendous one night stand. Which she was sure the rest of the group had had before, obviously. Especially Ulor. Okay, so no one in the group had probably experienced that but the new girl. She'd worry about her later, though.

Once she'd adequately rested (if one can call 8 hours of listening to gossip "rest"...well, she could. She was sure she wasn't the only one), Daisy took a moment of her time to regale the nearest relatively attractive tiefling of either sex with a seductive song -- what she expected to be seductive for this crowd, anyway -- about the group's exploits earlier in the day, referring to them as "the Daisy Chain" since "as you can probably tell, I'm the leader. Francisca do Melithet re Narikonis mi Vas Qilaashelrii fa Predzi so Soriel la Blackheart, but beautiful people like you can call me Daisy. But I've spent enough time with these rough and manly types down here. I've got a delicate flower upstairs, and I need to see if I'm any closer to getting into those petals today. Wood elves, amirite?"

(Mentioned: @Mistiel)
Not surprised by her best-of-friends' friend, and not having much money to contribute, Daisy stood idly by. She could always sing. She'd done it here before. She knew she confused people here, with their strange views that tieflings were only fiends - turns out there are denizens of the feywild that have much the same...arrangement with humanity. She didn't know the story behind it, but people usually believed her if she told them she was from there instead.

She was also none too surprised by the goblin. Any other part of the town, she'd have assumed he wouldn't have survived. Regardless, as Ceria began looking for the rooms, Daisy took her by the hand and flirtatiously winked at...the goblin. "You're not for needless bloodshed, are you? I'd hate to think we were on opposite sides in that regard." A sigh. "And I don't know what to make of our new compatriot yet. I hope you are willing to work together with me for safety in numbers if she or the crazy one...err...the crazy lady - I don't discriminate against the differently-religioned - were to be...problematic." As she continues to speak, Daisy's voice becomes more of a song. "Hopefully, my paranoia on this matter comes to nothing and we can all be the best of friends, slaying all the monsters together."

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