If you feel she'd hide herself away, then regardless of if he'd actually notice her or not he'd carry on and leave her be; I'll finish the post as originally planned and let you decide from there. It's easy enough to plan from your position at that stage.
As for getting Marigold to the Abbey, I think I can handle that easily enough. My post will have Ellis briefly leaving the Abbey. A Quick collab of an elder hedgehog harassing a squirrel to come help out and attend a feast can be an easy in, if the dibbun calls don't quite do the trick for you.
If y'all think the situation will develop naturally otherwise, I'll just have my post bring him back to the Abbey like I originally planned.
yeah unfortunately it doesn't add any additional reach, it just makes your size category b i g g e r.
That being said, a L A R G E Bugbear is definitely not something anyone wants to run into. Buggers are already surprisingly sneaky for their sizes; making them bigger just makes their stealth more startling.
Edit: In my Sunday real-world D&D games, I have an NPC monster in it who's a Bugbear. He wields a specialized pair of axes on chains, allowing him to swing them like whips; I also give him the PC Bugbear reach, so he's swinging his axes 15 feet of melee threat range. He's also a mounted warrior, riding a Dire Aurochs. So yeah, I have some measure of terrifying bugbear stories meself.
► AGE Twenty-Two ► HEIGHT 5'8" / 172.7cm ► WEIGHT 155 lbs / 70 kg ► HAIR Black ► EYES Hazel ► CLASSSamurai
APPEARANCE
A woman whose appearance is that of manicure; not of pristine quality and exceptional attractiveness, but of care, training, dedication, and hygiene. Her hair is thick and kept tame in sensible styles, but its length and the action she lets guide her life can often create a hectic storm of the thick black strands when her braids and ties come loose.
Her stature is only slightly above average, but her features bear the unique aquiline features of the Hanabi family. Her bearing is unmistakably that of a noble born; her posture is strong, her confidence is pervasive, and her eyes bear an educated and mirthful glow. Her physicality is well-rounded; agile, strong, dexterous, and tough. No stranger to hard training, physical discipline, and battle.
She is someone whose piercing eyes observe much, and whose movements bear subtle, controlled, measures to test her surroundings. Someone at home at court, on the battlefield, in a Kimono, and in the heavy armor she customarily wears.
She is a Samurai, and it shows.
PERSONALITY
A hand held outward Leaves ever falling adrift Sunlight blocked by clouds -Considerations of the Future
The foundational structure of Lady Hanabi's personality is conflict. Extreme conflict. Bound by Honor and Duty, but also by a Legacy now marred by failed rebellion and obligation to the peoples of Cinnabar Island, Lady Hanabi is someone perpetually upon a tightrope and constantly under scrutiny by the greater politics of the land. Her actions must be perfect lest they create further issue for her family name, and her imperial upbringing have made her an excellent diplomatic and political entity.
Summarily; she is charismatic, observant, cautious, and a natural leader. All the things a shogunate wants to cultivate, but keep on a leash. All the things her father was.
She is an artistic person at heart, and spiritual as well. Her swordplay, archery, spearwork, horsemanship, and courtly intrigues are all tinged by poetry and a dedication to strive for perfection. Her poetry itself is revealing of her personality in its quiet and subtle ways, and she will always make time to stop and make Poetry when able.
BIOGRAPHY
Betrayal strikes deeply Flowers wilt among the thorns Cleanse my soul, dear flame -Considerations of the Past
A mask worn loosely Mystery dwells deep within All is dust and smoke -Considerations of Father
The moon rises over wilted plains, stamped down by unending tides; the grass runs red with the passions of a misguided youth. -Observations of battle
A flash of color upon wind's exuberance Fades into memory -Commentary on Hanabi
The painting fades to grey; all color is lost; each too engrossed with the self to realize the beauty of companionship. -The Stirrings of War
Unyielding in wind The mountain rises beyond Aloof from howling -Considerations of the Shogun
I harken to you! A fleeting glance is bestowed Yet it leaves the heart yearning
Lo! Let the heart weep! For through its tears you shall grow And blossom most truthfully -Correspondence with a Suitor
Beasts tamed, checked, captured Companions most bold are earned The world shifts itself Awaiting with bated breath the coming of a new dawn -Affirmations on Pokemon as Companions
A heavy lesson Truth lies in the beholder Let memory last Let the sun rise forever Let nothing obscure our sight -Retort to rising tensions from Cinnabar Island
The wind races by Gracing the earth with its touch leaving happiness -Acquirement of Ajairu
A flame was struck. Rebellion. The island, Cinnabar, rising under the banner of the Hanabi clan; the flaming flower upon a bed of stars. The Lord, Hanabi Kenshin, was popular and fanatically followed by his supporters. His son, Hanabi Tomoya, was a rising duelist and newfound ace pokemon trainer. The peoples of Cinnabar had the aid of their neighboring clans- but it was not enough.
Clever battles, a tense betrayal, a last stand. Hanabi Kenshin fell. Hanabi Tomoya went into exile. Hanabi Yasashi, but a child, was left standing in her ancestral home atop the Volcano when the Shogunate forces made their move and captured her. The rebellion died that day, with the child-symbol of their leadership now a hostage of the Shogun. The lands were pacified, oppressed, and left to rebuild.
Rather than dismantle the Hanabi clan, however, the Shogunate decided to maintain it and keep the girl as a ward. Seeking to groom and educate her into a puppet Lord of the region. The Hanabi rebellion had only sparked the fervent heart of the Vermillion Prefecture; the Shogun was concerned with more uprisings following the martyr's example. Thus Hanabi Yasashi was kept alive; taught; trained; educated. She was indoctrinated into the life of Saffron Village.
Her only memory and symbol of home was the Ponyta permitted her by the shogun; the foal of her brother's own famous Rapidash. She named it Ajairu, childishly so, in reference to the immense speed the creature possessed.
She became a shining example of a Samurai. Defending the Shogunate's honor, handling herself with elegance and charm, pursuing the arts and seeking to master the self. Some at court secretly whispered foul names and suspicions, Imperial Dog, Traitor at Heart, Daughter of a Criminal, etcetera, but none dared challenge the respected warrior openly in the courts nor in the dueling ring. She had the favor of the Shogun, and a legacy as a burden.
To make matters worse, her brother had become a nuisance in the side of the Shogunate. The ace trainer and prodigious warrior of the Hanabi Clan was waging a bandit war against the Shogun and his supporters- but word of his death eventually spread through the land, bringing Hanabi Yasashi back into the focus of all.
She wrote a poem;
Fire fades at last Let ashes lie where they may Let Spring come again
And with precious little time to truly mourn, the Shogun has now tasked her with what seems to be the impossible;
The land is at war, fractured and split. Lady Hanabi Yasashi, in the Shogun's name, unite the lands!
► AGE Twenty-Two ► HEIGHT 5'8" / 172.7cm ► WEIGHT 155 lbs / 70 kg ► HAIR Black ► EYES Hazel ► CLASSSamurai
APPEARANCE
A woman whose appearance is that of manicure; not of pristine quality and exceptional attractiveness, but of care, training, dedication, and hygiene. Her hair is thick and kept tame in sensible styles, but its length and the action she lets guide her life can often create a hectic storm of the thick black strands when her braids and ties come loose.
Her stature is only slightly above average, but her features bear the unique aquiline features of the Hanabi family. Her bearing is unmistakably that of a noble born; her posture is strong, her confidence is pervasive, and her eyes bear an educated and mirthful glow. Her physicality is well-rounded; agile, strong, dexterous, and tough. No stranger to hard training, physical discipline, and battle.
She is someone whose piercing eyes observe much, and whose movements bear subtle, controlled, measures to test her surroundings. Someone at home at court, on the battlefield, in a Kimono, and in the heavy armor she customarily wears.
She is a Samurai, and it shows.
PERSONALITY
A hand held outward Leaves ever falling adrift Sunlight blocked by clouds -Considerations of the Future
The foundational structure of Lady Hanabi's personality is conflict. Extreme conflict. Bound by Honor and Duty, but also by a Legacy now marred by failed rebellion and obligation to the peoples of Cinnabar Island, Lady Hanabi is someone perpetually upon a tightrope and constantly under scrutiny by the greater politics of the land. Her actions must be perfect lest they create further issue for her family name, and her imperial upbringing have made her an excellent diplomatic and political entity.
Summarily; she is charismatic, observant, cautious, and a natural leader. All the things a shogunate wants to cultivate, but keep on a leash. All the things her father was.
She is an artistic person at heart, and spiritual as well. Her swordplay, archery, spearwork, horsemanship, and courtly intrigues are all tinged by poetry and a dedication to strive for perfection. Her poetry itself is revealing of her personality in its quiet and subtle ways, and she will always make time to stop and make Poetry when able.
BIOGRAPHY
Betrayal strikes deeply Flowers wilt among the thorns Cleanse my soul, dear flame -Considerations of the Past
A mask worn loosely Mystery dwells deep within All is dust and smoke -Considerations of Father
The moon rises over wilted plains, stamped down by unending tides; the grass runs red with the passions of a misguided youth. -Observations of battle
A flash of color upon wind's exuberance Fades into memory -Commentary on Hanabi
The painting fades to grey; all color is lost; each too engrossed with the self to realize the beauty of companionship. -The Stirrings of War
Unyielding in wind The mountain rises beyond Aloof from howling -Considerations of the Shogun
I harken to you! A fleeting glance is bestowed Yet it leaves the heart yearning
Lo! Let the heart weep! For through its tears you shall grow And blossom most truthfully -Correspondence with a Suitor
Beasts tamed, checked, captured Companions most bold are earned The world shifts itself Awaiting with bated breath the coming of a new dawn -Affirmations on Pokemon as Companions
A heavy lesson Truth lies in the beholder Let memory last Let the sun rise forever Let nothing obscure our sight -Retort to rising tensions from Cinnabar Island
The wind races by Gracing the earth with its touch leaving happiness -Acquirement of Ajairu
A flame was struck. Rebellion. The island, Cinnabar, rising under the banner of the Hanabi clan; the flaming flower upon a bed of stars. The Lord, Hanabi Kenshin, was popular and fanatically followed by his supporters. His son, Hanabi Tomoya, was a rising duelist and newfound ace pokemon trainer. The peoples of Cinnabar had the aid of their neighboring clans- but it was not enough.
Clever battles, a tense betrayal, a last stand. Hanabi Kenshin fell. Hanabi Tomoya went into exile. Hanabi Yasashi, but a child, was left standing in her ancestral home atop the Volcano when the Shogunate forces made their move and captured her. The rebellion died that day, with the child-symbol of their leadership now a hostage of the Shogun. The lands were pacified, oppressed, and left to rebuild.
Rather than dismantle the Hanabi clan, however, the Shogunate decided to maintain it and keep the girl as a ward. Seeking to groom and educate her into a puppet Lord of the region. The Hanabi rebellion had only sparked the fervent heart of the Vermillion Prefecture; the Shogun was concerned with more uprisings following the martyr's example. Thus Hanabi Yasashi was kept alive; taught; trained; educated. She was indoctrinated into the life of Saffron Village.
Her only memory and symbol of home was the Ponyta permitted her by the shogun; the foal of her brother's own famous Rapidash. She named it Ajairu, childishly so, in reference to the immense speed the creature possessed.
She became a shining example of a Samurai. Defending the Shogunate's honor, handling herself with elegance and charm, pursuing the arts and seeking to master the self. Some at court secretly whispered foul names and suspicions, Imperial Dog, Traitor at Heart, Daughter of a Criminal, etcetera, but none dared challenge the respected warrior openly in the courts nor in the dueling ring. She had the favor of the Shogun, and a legacy as a burden.
To make matters worse, her brother had become a nuisance in the side of the Shogunate. The ace trainer and prodigious warrior of the Hanabi Clan was waging a bandit war against the Shogun and his supporters- but word of his death eventually spread through the land, bringing Hanabi Yasashi back into the focus of all.
She wrote a poem;
Fire fades at last Let ashes lie where they may Let Spring come again
And with precious little time to truly mourn, the Shogun has now tasked her with what seems to be the impossible;
The land is at war, fractured and split. Lady Hanabi Yasashi, in the Shogun's name, unite the lands!