First Five Starts Now

Chance whirls around wide eyed, half surprised, half relieved. “Khamyra!” he says somewhat loudly, looking into her beautiful eyes and remembering how much he missed her. But he notices; she looks exhausted, her eyes are puffy and her expression leaves him wanting.

She looks down and walks to the railing, a good 10 feet from Chance. “Do you always talk to yourself?” she says in a poor attempt to lighten the now tense filled mood.

Chance just stands there, looking at her, fiddling around with the medal in his hand. He thinks; If he wants her back he has to be grounded, subtle and completely truthful.

After a minute of awkwardness she starts, “I am so lost right now and I don’t know what to do. I…” she stops, dips and shakes her head. “Well, there are things you don’t know about me, maybe we should reconsider…”

“No.” Chance says, matter of fact like.

She is a bit startled by the interruption by Chance. She looks up and sees this man looking at her with his haunting eyes that just make her want to rip his clothes off and… she stops a minute, ‘whoa.’ I have to refocus.

“I am not going to pretend like I know what you are going through… and you know why?” He says, taking a step towards her “You are not letting me in.”

Khamyra starts to shake her head, “Chance, you have to understand somethings, we need to…” But again, she gets interrupted.

“No.” He says again.

The same retort takes her a step back, she is almost insulted by that. Eyes grow bigger and she starts to get angry.

The large Champion walks a bit closer, “When I said I am all in, I meant I am ALL IN,” he replies, taking a step forward getting closer. “That didn’t mean I am only in when it’s fun, or easy or when the sex is amazing,” he continues and takes another step closer, in arms reach now, “I meant I am in when times are tough, tears are falling, pain… is overwhelming.”

After a moment, Chance says directly and with purpose, “You do not have to bear this alone, no matter your past, your present or your future, I will always be here for you… always.”

Khamyra realizing what he is saying suddenly begins to tear up, she promises herself she wouldn’t, but his words, his thoughts, his love is breaking her down. How can a boy one third her age be so in touch… The Warlock looks up to him, now in front of her, she looks him over with that outfit he looks so damn good in, she can smell his cologne and feel his warmth. It’s intoxicating.

She starts to shake her head “Chance…” She couldn’t utter another word, and Chance brings her in and they embrace. She buries her head into his chest, trying to keep herself under control. ‘I have cried more in this last week than I have in a decade combined’ she thinks to herself. But a few make their way down her cheek anyways.

“I missed you,” Chance said as they backed up from each other. The Champion aches inside, wanting to just kiss her all over and hold her in her arms, to jump in bed and make love. Anything but stand around a house that is cold and empty without her.

There is silence for a minute. Khamyra sniffles and then looks over the yard not really knowing what to say. She had a speech all laid out and Chance put it to ruins with his warmth and his affection. I really don’t know what to say, she thinks to herself.

Chance takes her hand and she jumps a little. Energy surges a bit. “Here, this is for you,” he puts the medal into her hand. “They wanted to honor you tonight at the first victory dinner.”

She glances at the medal, and back up to Chance confused. “Is that where you went with Luella? I didn’t know…” she looks at the medal, it has a heart on it. She traces her finger on the heart.

“It’s called the hidden heart, the beating force behind the action.” He says with a soft smile. “Cassie came up to me and wanted me to tell you that they appreciated everything you did and that you were missed tonight.”

Khamyra, now in complete silence, stares at the medal, stunned at the gesture. Why do so many people believe in me, when I don’t even believe in myself?

That revelation makes some tears fall, she can’t stop them. A few minutes pass as she tries to come to grips with this onslaught of emotions, but not the ones she expected. She expected pain and sorrow not acceptance and love.

Chance doesn’t want to push it, so he leans over and kisses her forehead, “I will leave you be. If you want to talk or need a shoulder to cry on or hell even a punching bag, you know where to find me.”

The moment was intense, she came here to cool the relationship off until… who knows. Now she is overwhelmed, overwhelmed by all things; from love. She remembers what she told Chance a week ago about love “you don’t know how precious that can be, it’s not easy to find.”

A moment of realization hits her, she is stunned. Maybe love doesn’t have to be this complicated. It was like everything that shattered is now falling back into place.

The Champion turns and heads for the door, just as he reaches the doorway he hears “Chance?” He turns around, Khamyra staring at him, tears rolling down her cheek.

“I’m all in.”

She runs to him and the two embrace with a fierce kiss. The world stops, all the pain, anxiety of the past days wash away and there is nothing more than their lips, their love and the beat of their hearts.

A light show starts and that alerts a few of the order who race up the stairs.

Khamyra hears them and she stops a moment, smiles and giggles. She knows enough to not do this in front of anyone, and so does Chance. It is dark enough for them to be squinting, not able to have seen them kissing.

“It’s ok, its me Khamyra. The champion grabbed my hand and the lights started, sorry,” She says quickly, wiping a few tears away, thinking on her feet. They nod their head and head back down the stairs.

Novalee, finishing cleaning the pot, is looking to go to bed. She sees the light show and she shakes her head “You kids…” she mutters with a smile.

The two embrace trying not to touch. “I missed you terribly, and I am sorry for running away.” She looks into the Champion’s eyes who is looking back at her with a smile.

“Guess you don’t realize how much you love someone until they are gone,” he says with a soft tone, caresses her cheek just a little, “to say I missed you would be a vast understatement.”

Khamyra starts to breathe easier, puts her head on his chest, hears the Champion’s heartbeat and feels a kiss on her head. She finds herself smiling for the first time in days.

The two of them sit on the bed, Khamyra is exhausted since she has not slept hardly at all for the past few days. “You can talk to me hun,” Chance says, giving her a look.

She softly smiles and tilts her head “I know, and I will, I promise…” She traces her finger along his hand. He jumps a little. “It is not something you put full throttle on someone, but just knowing I have someone to talk to now…” She looks up and almost starts to cry again as their eyes meet.

“Enough of that, I have to know, why was Metsimela in your house?!?” She says quietly but with surprise. “I hope you charged her rent.”

Chance recalls the tale of the crazy Summer Isle blonde bitch. How she set him up to face off with the witches and how Khamyra probably saved them from some heinous spell.

“I am gone for a day and look what happens” she says playfully rolling her eyes. She glances over to Chance, his eyes make her melt. She watches as he pulls a sheet up and places it on him. He falls back into the bed. She understands what he is doing and it makes her warm and fuzzy inside, the sheet should stop the power transfer and let us snuggle.

He nods to her and she snuggles right into him, putting her head on his chest. She listens to his breath, to his heartbeat and she feels at peace for the first time in a long time.

Chance looks down at her, “All in huh?” Chance says with his usual sweetness.

“Hell yeah” she utters. Her mind goes blank, her eyes flutter shut and she drifts off to a peaceful sleep.

Chance kisses her head. “Glad to have you back my love.”

Turn Based Starts Here

Chance: lay there as she goes to sleep and ease my breathing more. Close my eyes knowing that she is back puts my nerves more at ease”thinking to myself”

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Freya (Friday) 7am

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DMaster: You are woken up with her jumping out of bed
CRY: Your mom is ugly but I put it on her anyways, get up… I did for your mom

Chance: looking around as she jumps out of bed, bust out laughing as I hear the cryer

DMaster: Her eyes wide
KHA: What the hell is THAT?!

Chance: Chan: hun relax its just the town cryer

DMaster: She shakes her head
KHA: someone needs to fire him

Chance: Nod head
Chan: agreed, but I have no say

DMaster: You can hear some noise below. She glances over the railing down to the ground floor
KHA: I wish we could ya know
Glancing back over with that look in your eye.

Chance: get up and stretch a bit and come up behind Khamyra

DMaster: KHA: But I think that could burn this place down
chuckles a little

Chance: Chan: me too. I am just glad you are back. Nothing has been the same without you. I think I did learn to keep my cool a little bit dealing with the witches
Shrugging my shoulders grabbing her waist.

DMaster: She sighs looking down at Novalee heating up water and chit chatting with Cullun

Chance: Chan: not that I am saying Luella was a bad date or protector by any means but I wanted you to be there more than anything(whispering)

DMaster: KHA: Not sure I would have gone anyways, too many eyes and ears and questions and…
She turns and snuggles up with a warm hug

Chance: Chan: Most of the royals already know about us. Luella kind of picked up on it as well
smile as I hug her back

DMaster: KHA: Let’s go get some of Novies tea and start the day…

Chance: Kiss her on the top of her head
Chan: well let me change my clothes and I will be down

DMaster: She starts to go, turns around and watches you walk across the floor to your dresser. Bites her lip. She nods and jogs down the stairs. Khamyra fell asleep in her armor, it is light soft leather armor. She usually has a clasped jackeet around her, probably holding all her components and such, but that is hanging on your wall.

Chance: Smirk and shake my head. Looking back as she jogs down the stairs staring at her butt a bit. Quickly change my clothes and walk down the stairs. as I come down the stairs look over to Novie
Chan: Morning Novie
getting a bigger smile on my face

DMaster: The room is dim, sunshine beaming through the windows giving the room a cozy feel. Novalee is in a light blouse with a longer flowing skirt.
NOV: Morning M’lord
Walks past Khamyra who watches her, and slides you your tea. Khamyra looks at her wide eyed as she walks back to the stove.
KHA: I see where I rank! (said with a chuckle)
Novalee giggles, walks back over and hands her some tea

Chance: Smile
Chan: now now you know where you rank
shooting Khamyra a wink

DMaster: Novalee and Khamyra perk up and look to the front door, You can hear voices at the front door

Chance: head over to the front door, hoping I won’t get a knife in the gullet by some big breasted psycho bitch and open it as I hear the voices

DMaster: In walks Griffin a little surprised that the door opened.

Chance: Chan: good morning Griffin
smiling as I see him

DMaster: GRI: M’Lord…
He walks past
GRI: Meet Whitlock
He nods and follows Griffin, a fairly tall man, shadow of a beard, haunting eyes that are two colors, one green the other blue. He has tattoos on his body for as much as you can see. He is very fit and walks with confidence. He is in a plain white button up shirt, with leather pants and boots. The name made Khamyra’s head snap so quick eyes big, she sighs and looks to the ground

Chance: look over at Khamyra seeing her reaction, shrug my shoulders at her if she looks at me.

DMaster: They seem to be in the middle of a conversation
GRI: You do this every time
Griffin turns to him, their eyes meet and he shrugs his shoulders
WHIT: I know, it’s what I do
He sees Khamyra
WHIT: Heyyyy how’s my gorgeous onyx mage doing?
Whitlock walks over to Khamyra who has a resting bitch face, fakes a smile. He grabs her hands and looks like he wants to lean in to kiss her but doesn’t. Griffin watches, does not look at you and rubs his temples.
KHA: Warlock you overgrown donkeyass.

Chance: walk back over and stand near Khamyra

DMaster: Cullun stands and shakes Whitlocks hand
CUL: Nice to see you again Master Marksman
WHIT: Cull my man, I don’t like to brag at all
KHA: Yes you do…
shaking her head, Dash walks in
DASH: WHITLOCK!
He walks over and they warrior shake

Chance: Chan: well I guess I should say welcome to my errr I mean our home

DMaster: He smiles and nods to you in acknowledgement. Griffin grabs his drink stands by the table
GRI: What is your story now?
WHIT: No story, just missed your smiling face and others faces maybe a little more
He is looking at Khamyra with some fuck me eyes

Chance: keeping myself in check as I know those eyes

DMaster: She shakes her head and looks down. Novalee walks up to him and hands him some tea
WHIT: Thank you little beautiful one, and you are?
NOV: Novalee
WHIT: Mmmm they get prettier and prettier

Chance: Chan: we just call her Novie
Looking at him with a bit of disdain.

DMaster: WHIT: OK. Hey Ki-ki, I’d like to talk to you if you have a second
She sighs again and walks towards him, he goes to give her a kiss and she turns and all he gets is her cheek. He looks surprised

Chance: Wow, not liking this guy at all, he can eat a rancid wiener.
Chan: okay I need a bit of fresh air
as I grip my fists

DMaster: Griffin turns to you and raises his eyebrows
GRI: Me as well, let’s go out back

Chance: turn and head towards the back door looking back trying to keep my cool

DMaster: You two stand around the back door. Trinity and Luella walk by from the make sift bedroom and into the house

Chance: open the door, head out back and lean against the house as I lookout towards the woods

DMaster: Griffin is in his usual chain and leather armor combo, large sword beside him.
GRI: Well I think you can figure out that is Khamyra’s old flame… on again, off again, on again and off again

Chance: Nod my head, trying to calm down.
Chan: I kind of picked up on that, but what the hell can I do about it? We have to be on the downlow. Need to cool down.

DMaster: GRI: I am pretty sure she is going to think I brought him here to break you guys up
He shakes his head

Chance: Looks at him, raising an eyebrow.
Chan: I don’t think she will, I don’t… we had a long talk last night and cleared a few things up.
Nodding my head.

DMaster: GRI: Oh was that the light show we saw
rolls his eyes

Chance: Smirk and shake my head.
Chan: No, nothing like that, I mean sure a kiss. But she needed to know that it doesn’t matter; her past,present or future, I am always here for her

DMaster: He smiles
GRI: Apart from the soap operas that are bound to surface now…
He stops and looks as the tall woman is walking through the backyard to the house. At first glance it looks like Velencia. She is wearing a flowing black gown, some cleavage, tattoos, short hair, piercing eyes.
GRI: Ohhh great, just what we need
he says playfully

Chance: Get up, stand tall reach for my necklace
Chan: What the hell…
my fists tighten and my eyes turn to slits

DMaster: Griffin notices you and puts his arm on your shoulder
GRI: Easy Champion, she is with us, she is with Finster.
When she gets closer you notice it’s not Velencia, but they look a lot alike. Griffin walks over to her and they hug and give her each other eyes

Chance: Yet again, calm myself down, refocus.

DMaster: GRI: Reneta this is… Our Champion

Chance: Nod my head

DMaster: She smiles, walks to you and goes to one knee
REN: M’Lord

Chance: Shake my head and look down.
Chan: somethings I will just never get use to, come come get off you knee please

DMaster: She stands up and reaches her hand to you

Chance: lightly taking her hand

DMaster: You two connect, power surges, a bit more than Lue, nothing close to Khamyra. She moans a little and her eyes roll back
REN: That is wonderful
Griffin gets a little huffy
GRI: That’s enough
She lets go of your hand
REN: I apologize Champion, I heard rumors of the power and… you didn’t disappoint.
Reneta looks over to Griffin who looks a little offset.
REN: Griff….
She walks over and puts her arm around him.

Chance: chuckling a bit as I see Griffin’s reaction, surprised really.

DMaster: He leans in for a second, smiles then backs off a bit.
GRI: Why are you here?
She nods and looks at both of you
REN: Right to the point I see

Chance: Chan: All work and no play…
smiling at her

DMaster: She nods with a smile
REN: Make Griffy a frustrated boy

Chance: Chan: Griffy? (quietly)

DMaster: She nods emphatically, He shakes his head
REN: They are on the move
He looks at her raising an eyebrow
GRI: Oh? Where to?

Chance: Chan: okay who is on the move?

DMaster: Griffin looks and stops
GRI: My Apologies M’Lord, Reneta is our “spy” to the largest Finsters faction led by Velencia, who I think you know, correct?

Chance: Grit my teeth.
Chan: I know that Nasty Bitch

DMaster: Reneta’s eyes enlarge and look at you from the corner of her eye.
Griffin is somewhat embarrassed by the Champions words and the fact he does not know why he would say that…
GRI: Chance, that’s her best friend.

Chance: Give her a look of pity
Chan: Sorry to hear that.

DMaster: She has a “wow” expression. Reneta looks back to Griffin
REN: They are going North West to a place called Tirianna?
Griffin furries his brow and shakes his head
GRI: As far as we know that place never existed

Chance: Chan: Why Tirianna, or whatever it is called?

DMaster: She just nods and looks back to Griffin
REN: I don’t know, a few nights ago, Velencia returned all giddy. I spoke with her and she told me that is where she was heading to find the lost holdout.

Chance: looks back up as I listen to them talking

DMaster: REN: I could not get any more info out of her…
Reneta hands Griffin a parchment, He looks it over and frowns

Chance: Chan: why the frown?
looking directly at him with a raised eyebrow

DMaster: GRI:This looks legit. Makes sense. If they find Tirianna, that was one of the places Finster first holed up after splitting from the adventurers. Looking up off the parchment and to the raven haired woman.
GRI: Who knows what they would find
Reneta nods her head

Chance: Chan: I got a feeling we are going there?
Get an evil smirk on my face thinking of the many ways I could dismember Velencia.

DMaster: You two exchange glances.
GRI: Cullun spoke to me that you are looking for the quiet gem, did you find any more information out about it?
Reneta scoffs a bit and eyebrows raise.
REN: Damn you guys still after that?

Chance: Nod
Chan: I did get a little information out of Bastian about it, he said *explain what little I found out*

DMaster: Reneta and Griffin both sigh and shake their head

Chance: Chan: what is our next course of action Griffin?

DMaster: He looks at you with a slight smirk.
REN: oh no… Wyzaquenne Ennala, thats a fool’s errand
Griffin shakes his head again
GRI: This is the one that the Dark Cleric spoke to you directly about?
Reneta’s eyes lighten up surprised at that

Chance: Nod my head
Chan: yes Griffin, I spoke with him about it.

DMaster: Reneta is looking at you, head tilted.
REN: You can speak to him?

Chance: Chan: Sure. All I have to do is, I don’t know. DIE.
Smile and shrug my shoulders.

DMaster: She looks really surprised and looks to ask another question but doesn’t.
GRI: We can not delay on this… If the Dark Cleric wants it, we must make that our main priority.
Reneta stops, listens and hears voices in the house.
REN: What the hell is Whitlock doing here? He just can’t get enough of that dark elf ass can he.
Griffin gives her a look, glances at you and interrupts any further mention of that situation.
GRI: Well let’s go in, everyone is here we should have a meeting of the order, we haven’t had one in weeks.
REN: Oh damn, I haven’t been part of one in a long time.

Chance: Chan: fine with me. Interested what this meeting will be like.

DMaster: You three pile in and everyone greets Reneta. She hugs, smiles and waves
GRI: Ok everyone find a seat we are going to have a meeting of the order. Cullun, is that ok?

Chance: find a spot against the wall to lean against

DMaster: CUL; Yes Griffin, just a minute to get my things
He walks to the bookcase, grabs a journal of sorts and grabs a quill and inkwell. Whitlock tries to get Khamyra to sit on his lap but she shoo’s him and just sits on the chair next to him

Chance: watching this I try to remain as calm as I possibly can

DMaster: CUL: Meeting starts on Freya, of the month Petalgreen year 348, third era.
He then goes over who is present. The room grows silent.
GRI: Ok, Reneta, want to tell us what is shaking with our favorite psycho finster cult?
Reneta retells her tale, shows people the map.
CUL: May I see that map?
REN: Of course
hands it to him, she finishes her tale.
WHIT: Damn, what is cooking, it smells like heaven on Legon
Novie smiles
NOV: Sweet bread
His eyes grow big
WHIT: You know a way to a man’s heart…
she blushes and looks away. Griffin is annoyed…
GRI: Cullun?

Chance: Roll my eyes.

DMaster: Cullun got up and grabbed a few books and opened them up. As he is looking at things he looks up, sees everyone kind of looking at him.
CUL: Oh sorry just checking on a few things
GRI: Take your time.
After a few minutes
CUL: It’s sound, it could be… if it does exist, that is as good a spot as any. Actually it hits a few points I did not think could be… well hit.

Chance: still trying to remain calm thinking of how Whitlock is an old flame

DMaster: He leans into Khamyra says something you cant hear and she just shakes smiles, shakes her head

Chance: slam my fist against the wall and head for the back door.

DMaster: Everyone jumps, it was pretty quiet in there and you startled them. Griffin grabs your arm
GRI: Sit
He looks at you intently, not like you are his Champion but as a member of the order.
GRI: There are more important things right now (quietly)

Chance: Look down, shake my head. Nod as I understand what he is saying and sit down and listen

DMaster: Everyone is still looking around. Khamyra is avoiding eye contact.
GRI: Whitlock, you back? For real? At least for a week or two?
Whitlock looks up to him, glances over to Khamyra and back to him
WHIT: Yeah, count me in
He gets a sly smile on his face. Khamyra’s shoulders sink and she looks away

Chance: looking down thinking, ‘I am here for you Warlock, but dammit… ‘
Then look back up and focus on listening to what’s going on

DMaster: GRI: Me, Dash and Trinity will head North West to this Tirianna. He pauses and looks at you and almost gives you a “sorry” look
GRI: Chance, Khamyra and Whitlock will head to Clovendale, since the Marksman has just come from there and has that crazy vision.
Khamyra’s eyes are wide open, she sighs and then nods her head; conflicted
GRI: Novie, Lue and Cullun…

Chance: nod my head and take a deep breath as Griffin says that

DMaster: The three of them nod understanding, Luella looks a little hurt. Griffin notices that.
GRI: Luella you have to work on your craft dear, an underearth rat?
Griffin says with a bit of playfulness hoping to ease the tension a bit. Dash laughs and then rubs his head remembering he ran into the well
Luella looks at Dash rubbing his head, smirks and giggles a little

Chance: chuckle a bit thinking about the rat running around

DMaster: The journey to Clovendale will have its dangers, he looks at Cullun who is leading through some loose leaf parchment folder.
CUL: There is a new power along the Teeter Wind Plains, name is Baalrooga; an War Chief Orc who is laying claim to almost all of Teeter Wind plains
Whitlock smirks and shakes his head, looks over to the Historian.
WHIT: I know the plains have been open for some time, but the past 2 years, the wind changes direction and then you hear of some new leader or chief.
Cullun nods in agreement
CUL: Agreed. For now it’s this Baalrooga. There is also an uptick of wolves, coyotes and owlbears
Everyone kind of looks confused
KHA,TRI,DASH: Owlbears?
Cullun nods
CUL: The plains were a perfect place for them while it was unruled, so to speak, the new “power” is having a hard time weeding them out or hell, maybe they are just letting them be.
Griffin nods and looks at Whitlock
GRI: That is why we need you
Whitlock shrugs his shoulders and nods

Chance: Chan: just grand, Orcs or Owlbears… or hell wolves what the hell.
Look down at myself.
Chan: before we undertake heading to Clovendale I better look into getting some armor if its as dangerous as you say (pause thinking) since my last set of armor or what’s left of it is on the Isle

DMaster: KHA: Why? Every set of armor you have ever had is obliterated after every battle
she says teasingly with a smirk

Chance: Chan: well can’t have me going bare assed can we?
Shrug my shoulders

DMaster: GRI: Trinity for our venture we will need your air / illusion incantations, help us stay hidden
TRIN: Learned a few new ones
Griffin smiles and nods at the Gypsy. Novalee is piling up rolls on a big plate and walks for the table.
GRI: Ok, one last piece of business. Novalee…
She just puts sweet rolls on the table, looks back at Griffin, surprised at hearing her name.
GRI: NO ONE GRAB A ROLL!
Everyone stopped in mid grab
GRI: Novalee… or Novie, we have grown very fond of you, and we feel you are now part of the order, I would like to make it official tonight
Her eyes are huge, smile across her face

Chance: I smile a bit. look proud.

DMaster: GRI: Everyone in agreement says Aye!

Chance: Chan: Aye!
looking around at everyone as he says this

DMaster: Everyone pretty much yells AYE
GRI: Any one against this, say Nay!
The room is dead quiet.
GRI: Novalee?
She smiles and they hug
GRI: I’ll take that as a yes
He says with a smile. laugh and give her a big hug.

Chance: chuckle a bit thinking this is Novie’s way of saying yes

DMaster: GRI: We celebrate tonight and we ride tomorrow morning, Get your shit in order before then, we will ride whenever that awful man belts out his morning spew… that town cryer guy

Chance: Shake my head.
Chan: It really isn’t that bad once you get use to it, he has some catchy phrases.

DMaster: Khamyra walks Whitlock over to meet Luella, you see the three of them talking. Khamyra slips away when they get engaged in conversation. She gives you a look and a nod to the backyard

Chance: I nod my head and get up to go to the backyard

DMaster: You two meet at the well
KHA: I knew I would be tested with my past, but holy fuck, the very next day?!?
She is pacing a bit, shaking her head

Chance: Have my arms folded.
Chan: Well errr… It is a test we are both in together

DMaster: She concedes a little but still she shakes her head
KHA: Not sure it’s a test like that, or maybe it is. I don’t think he can know about us (she shakes her head again) I told him I am seeing someone and he didn’t care, just said “ohhh a challenge”

Chance: Chan: oh if he only knew
chuckling a bit

DMaster: She is quiet for a bit
KHA: Apart from the fact we are ex lovers, its perfect timing

Chance: Give her a look.
Chan: Perfect timing? I don’t see the correlation.

DMaster: KHA: He is a fantastic ranger and quite possibly the best shot in Legon, he has this ability to see things most people can’t, especially in the distance.
she is looking around, in thought
KHA: In those plains he will be invaluable

Chance: Chan: Sure, that probably explains his goofy ass eyes.

DMaster: She looks at you, and kind of gives you a sigh.
KHA: So yeah, we have a history…
she looks at you with puppy dog eyes

Chance: Look blankly towards the woods
Chan: Breaking news…

DMaster: She shakes her head
KHA: At first I fell for his over the top antiques, but after the first time he just left, it upset me. Then he wriggled his way back in… (she pauses and frowns) no pun intended really, he did it again. After the 5th or 6th on and off again, I just realized it was just good for…
She looks down.
KHA: Well… (sighs) Sex. It was good, real good.

Chance: Nod my head
Chan: Sex. Just sex huh?
Not really wanting to look at her after she is professing how great the sex was between the two of them. Really?

DMaster: KHA: Yup. Sex… lots and lots of sex
she is nodding her head staring off into the forest, then looks back at you realizing this is not going over the best and she just told her love that sex with Whitlock was real good.

Chance: leaning on the well as she talks, slowly shaking my head.

DMaster: KHA: I am sorry Chance, I know. This sucks. He is here because of me, so if he finds out we are lovers, he might leave. We need him unfortunately.
she shakes her head
KHA: This doesn’t feel right, almost leading him on. What do you think?

Chance: Think for a minute.
Chan: He led you on, apparently many times without your panties on, so turnabout is fair play. I hate keeping us a secret but we have to

DMaster: She frowns and nods at your comment. Nods her head again thinking.
KHA: Good point. He is going to hit on me, grab my ass and want kisses though

Chance: Sigh loudly.
Chan: and I will do my best to keep myself in check

DMaster: She fakes a laugh.
KHA: I’ll turn you into a cuck

Chance: Give her an angry look.
Chan: I don’t think so and if I walk away just let me be for a minute.

DMaster: She nods
KHA: Just don’t pound a wall or something, that was a little unnerving.
She looks around and back at you.
Just then Dash comes busting out the back door with Whitlock following. Dash has this amazing gorgeous compound bow
DASH: Oh my god, I been dying to shoot this
Whitlock looks at Khamyra and smiles then back at Dash, the young ranger is having a hard time pulling back the string. Whitlock giggles
WHIT: Long shots require over tension young ranger, the arrows are twice the normal size too, take that into account.

Chance: Look at the bow and the oversized arrows.

DMaster: Dash sets up, shaking a little. It hits and takes out 25% of the tree, like someone took a huge axe and went after it.

Chance: eyes get big seeing this

DMaster: DASH: Oh my god that would of took off someone’s head
Whitlock nods
KHA: Well I guess we need to go find you some armor

Chance: Chan: I suppose. I will see if Novalee or someone can go with me.
Stand up and start to walk away.

DMaster: Khamyra grabs you, a spark flies and both Dash and Whitlock look over.
KHA: Chance, don’t be like this ok? (quietly)

Chance: Nod my head and head inside. I will go upstairs and get my pouch. I do need a breather from all the people here

DMaster: You go inside and most people are laughing, talking eating sweet rolls
smells amazing. You grab your pouch and head back down. Khamyra holds up her hands. Sees that there are only a few rolls left.
KHA: Damm… wait wait, let’s try these.

Chance: Tilt my head, shake my head and sigh.
Chan: Yup.

DMaster: She gives you a look again and bites into a roll
KHA: Oh my god
She places the roll up to your mouth
KHA: Youff haff to try thifff (she says with a mouth full of sweet roll)

Chance: take a bite

DMaster: its amazing

Chance: Nod my head and chew.
Chan: It’s Novalee, of course it’s going to be good. okay before you have to change your panties, let’s go get me some armor

DMaster: She looks frustrated, takes another bite and wipes her hand on a towel. Most of the people are at the table, but Griffin and Reneta are on the couch across the room talking. Khamyra glances over
KHA: I think they have a little thing going (she says quietly)

Chance: Nod my head.
Chan: Yeah, she called him “griffy” but I am no fan.(quietly)

DMaster: She looks at you funny
KHA: Griffy? (quietly)
shrugs her shoulders

Chance: Chan: I will explain later

DMaster: you two head out and walk the town. Gorgeous day, some puffy clouds, 70s and a light breeze. You can smell food as you pass by the One Eye. It is Freya, and people are out and about doing their thing.
KHA: So why are you not a fan?

Chance: trying to be careful not to make a public display of affection, as we walk
Chan: She is best friends with Velencia *explain to her briefly what happened*

DMaster: KHA: Oh, I can see why you wouldn’t be a fan.
You find a corner lot with some armor and weapons in racks out in front. Clean, has a few workers, doing things from weapons to horseshoes.

Chance: head inside upon seeing it

DMaster: What appears to be the owner, walks up to you.
MAN: How can we help you today?
To save time you talk about what you are looking for. He mentions you are a bit out of their usual size range, but has studded armor ready that has not been stained yet. So it’s a lighter brown. You get fitted and it will work. Trying to keep her mind off things.
KHA: The lighter brown might be good for the fields of the plains
The guy looks at you
MAN: Teeter Winds? Oh dear.

Chance: give him a nod
Chan: I’ll take it.

DMaster: As you are getting it fitted, Khamyra takes your pouch and looks into it
She nods and looks impressed, she puts it back
MAN: This is 40 GP and 5GP for the fitting. We will throw in the greaves and bracers for free since it is not stained yet.
She is looking over some daggers

Chance: I don’t think I have much left, Black Ward supplied everything for me.
Chan: How much for the daggers?
that I see her looking over

DMaster: With the purchase of this armor, 1 GP each
She looks surprised at the price, and looks at you nodding.

Chance: I will buy a boot dagger. Grab whatever is the darkest, least reflective. I will also get a scabbard for my sword.

DMaster: The owner gathers all your stuff, and writes up a receipt. 2 daggers, a boot dagger, scabbard and studded leather armor that is unstained.
MAN: That will be 51gp

Chance: look at the salesman
Chan: will this do fishing out a platinum piece

DMaster: Khamyra looks embarrassed. She leans and whispers
KHA: 1pp = 5gp , 10PP and 1GP

Chance: Shrug my shoulders. drop out the 10 pp and 1 gp
Chan: Was never good at math.

DMaster: he smiles and thanks you
KHA: I know we are going to be short of money, but let’s order some food for tonight so Novie doesn’t have to cook.

Chance: Shake my head.
Chan: I don’t know how we will sustain at this pace. I only have so much money. We need to start looking for jobs or something.
Sigh, look defeated.

DMaster: She leans into you.
KHA: I can give you a job…
she stops embarrassed by how bad that sounded

Chance: Shake my head.
Chan: yeah but that one I do willingly for free.
Give her a soft smile, knowing she is trying. Just not in the mood.
Chan: yes, tonight is about celebrating Novie

DMaster: You stop by the one eye and order food. 5gp for the food, 3gp for the half keg of brew. They will deliver it around dinner time.

Chance: Chan: you know perhaps we should get some of the others to pitch in. Only so much blood you can squeeze from a rock.

DMaster: KHA: We will figure something out, we always do.
You two are walking home, she grabs your hand takes you into the alleyway (where you found novie when she ran) and then gives you a deep kiss

Chance: Resist at first, but then let it happen. kiss her back pulling her close

DMaster: You two make out for a bit but you are afraid the light show is too much
KHA: I know this is a lot. But please, just bare with me for the time being. I am trying like hell right now.
She looks at you pleadingly.

Chance: Nod and look into her eyes, rub her cheek.
Chan: I’m all in, remember, but that doesn’t mean I am liking this situation at all.
straighten up and head back to the house with her.

DMaster: You walk in, everyone is busy doing something. Whitlock is talking with Novalee about what appears to be recipes. Dash is all but jizzing over Whitlocks bow , Lue-lue and Cullun are going over books and scrolls,
Trinity is on the couch going through her pouches. Griffin and Reneta are not in the house

Chance: head upstairs to my room, put my pouch away, armor and dagger on the bed and walk over to the balcony after that. Look out to the backyard

DMaster: You spot two people in the distance. Reneta is looking like she is leaving, her and Griffin walks to the sparse forest and disappears. You can hear it below.
CUL: M’lord? I thought I saw him come in?

Chance: Chan: Cullun if you are talking about me I am up here on the balcony

DMaster: KHA: I think he wants you down here.

Chance: Chan: fine fine give me a minute
sigh a bit and walk downstairs

DMaster: Khamyra walks over to Novalee interrupting Whitlock. Whispers something in her ear and she gets a big smile on her face

Chance: Chan: what is it, Cullun?

DMaster: He bows a bit, hands you a map.
CUL: I made a map for you. I would like to review it with you, Khamyra and Whitlock.

Chance: Smile, nod, take the map.
Chan: thank you Cullun
The four of you look at it on the table. He goes over it.
CUL: Whitlock?
He shakes his head
WHIT: Just came from there, no need for a map
you all exchange glances

Chance: glance back at him
Chan: Well then you might know the best way to get to Clovendale then?
Look at Cullun.
Chan: The map is much appreciated thank you.

DMaster: WHIT: More or less. Yes.
You start to pack, get the saddle bags, fill it with some bread cheese, water skin, etc just generally getting ready for the journey tomorrow

Chance: pay some attention to Toby as I am packing stuff, giving him a few pats
and making it a point to just keep myself calm with everything happening

DMaster: Griffin makes his way out to the pen, there are 6 horses in it, it’s kind of jammed, You see Whitlocks horse tied to a pole down the road with hay and water

Chance: after packing up and giving toby some attention I will go into the backyard

DMaster: Its still real nice day, lower 70s, sunshine, some puffy clouds. Griffin was doing the same loading up his horses

Chance: and go over some of the practices Morty taught me with the sword to refresh my memory, hoping the emotions don’t overwhelm me as I practice a bit

DMaster: You hear the back door open, you hear laughing coming from the house. It sounds nice. You hear quiet footsteps approaching.
NOV: M’Lord, Thank you for the party tonight, you didn’t have too

Chance: Chan: yes I did, if anyone deserves it, it is you.
smiling at her
Chan: you do so much it’s just a little gesture to show that you are appreciated, without you this house wouldn’t be a home

DMaster: She leans in and hugs you

Chance: hug her back and smile

DMaster: NOV: I’m a little nervous, they are going to tattoo the symbol on me, small… but don’t they hurt?

Chance: Chan: honestly I never had any tattoos, so I don’t know to be honest. You wouldn’t want how I got my symbol
Shudder a bit remembering the Temple.

DMaster: She looks down. Smiling
NOV: It’s exciting, Maybe you can heal me afterwards
she starts to laugh
Griffin sticks his head out the back door.
GRI: Novalee, come on in, we have to get you ready, M’Lord you too

Chance: nod my head, follow Novie and Griffin back into the house

DMaster: The middle of the floor is cleared out, some unlit candles are there,
People are standing around smiling and talking
GRI: Later tonight, at the sunken sun we will initiate you into the order Novalee. For now, sit.
he points at a chair
GRI: You are lucky Whitlock is very good at tattoos, not very painful. Where would you like the tattoo?
she takes off her shirt, not flashing everyone and keeps it over her boobies, pointing at her shoulder blade.

Chance: Chan: she was kind of worried it would be painful

DMaster: GRI: If it wasn’t painful, it wouldn’t have been worth it. I am sure yours was excruciating

Chance: just lean against the wall watching
Chan: Well some things I do tend to push out of my mind.
thinking back to when I was in the temple

DMaster: yeah it was blinding, everyone stands around and watches. Whitlock walks up behind Khamyra and outs his hands on her shoulders and starts massaging. She seems indifferent about it. Novalee is squinting a bit waiting as Griffin prepares her
GRI: Cleanse this skin, allow it to take Finsters essence, his loyalty and his power
Whitlock pats Khamyra on the bottom and walks over with a needle and an ink well

Chance: Give him a look. Bring it back in.

DMaster: There is a knock on the door

Chance: Chan: damn it, it better not be any female with a knife or dagger…
Answer the door

DMaster: Its One Eye dropping off the food and mini keg
MAN: Chance Axion?

Chance: Chan: yes that would be me
Eying up that keg.

DMaster: He drops off a bag of food, a large tray of meat, and other fixins, rolls a small keg over
MAN: All set, eat well
he walks off

Chance: bring the food in and then grab the keg and roll it into the house, finding a place to set all of it

DMaster: Trinity and Luella come over to help.
NOV: M’Lord, could you pour me a tall one?
She says as she winces at the tattoo. Everyone busts out laughing, Griffin smiles real big, Khamyra mumbles “that’s our Novie”

Chance: Nod.
Chan: not that I planned on being the bartender for the night, but for Novie… sure.
Get the keg set up, pour her a mug.

DMaster: She smiles at you and winces again.

Chance: Hold out the mug for Novalee.

DMaster: Whitlock steps back
WHIT: Get some liquid courage beautiful
she smiles, grabs the mug and downs it, pretty impressively. She smiles

Chance: Chan: Damn girl
eyes get big as she downs it

DMaster: NOV: Ohhh that was good…
*BUUURRRPPPPPPPPPPP*
Whitlock is taken back by the power of the belch and he laughs. Everyone applauds, laughs and smiles. Griffin walks over to you

Chance: Nod proudly.

DMaster: Griffin has had a permanent smile on his face for most of the afternoon. You predict it was a visit from his “spy” and Novalee’s infectious smile and laugh.
GRI: Thank god for Novalee

Chance: nod my head at Griffin
Chan: That’s our Novie.

DMaster: WHIT: Im almost done, just have to sharpen these edges

Chance: just keeping watching this going on, grab a drink for myself

DMaster: You pour one and drink. Lue and Trinity both have a mug of ale in there hand, dash is heading over too
WHIT: All done
Novalee gets up and turns for everyone to see, they clap and cheer. Khamyra walks over and rubs a salve on it. Novalee looks relieved

Chance: clap as well and then down the rest of my mug.

DMaster: NOV: Thanks Khamyra, that feels good
WHIT: You want to rub that salve on me…
He says quietly to Khamyra, she shakes her head and walks away

Chance: Chan: Really? Does that work with any women?
Give him an angry look.

DMaster: He looks at you with a raised eyebrows
WHIT: I don’t know, I usually don’t have to ask
Smirks. Khamyra is giving you a shut up look.

Chance: Go back and grab some more mugs as well trying to ignore what he just said
Chan: okay everyone don’t get use to this but when you are all done grab your mugs
as I am pouring drinks

DMaster: Everyone is setting up the food and the table, even though it is moved. Griffin gets everyone’s attention.

Chance: look over at Griffin as well and stop what I am doing

DMaster: GRI: Novalee, now you must sacrifice… you can pick any one of your toes. Most people pick the little one, her eyes grow big
NOV: Whaaaa?

Chance: looking over at Griffin with my eyes getting a bit wider

DMaster: Cullun is shaking his head with a smile.
CUL: Griffin….
He says scolding him, Griffin hugs Novalee
GRI: I jest… we only need a finger
Novalee gives him a playful nudge
NOV: Stop.
everyone laughs

Chance: taking a deep breath and go back to pouring the drinks as I shake my head

DMaster: Everyone is starting to eat and drink. You chit chat with people. Eventually, you and Whitlock meet up on the floor.
WHIT: So what’s your story, I know everyone here except you and Novalee

Chance: Chan: what would you like to know?
Saying it in a dead tone.

DMaster: He takes a glug,
WHIT: Your story. Why are you here?

Chance: Chan: besides the fact I am the Champion
shoot him a look

DMaster: He is watching Khamyra eat and talk with Luella.
WHIT: Champion of what?
He glances at you and then goes back to Khamyra.

Chance: and take a glug of my drink
Chan: Really? Are you kidding?

DMaster: He is looking at Khamyra half listening to you
WHIT: Huh? No. You are like a thane or something?

Chance: Chan: Yes, I am the Thane of Iraxacan.
getting a bit more frustrated

DMaster: He nods his head, takes a drink.
WHIT: Oh ok.

Chance: Shaking my head. Takes another glug, trying to calm down

DMaster: WHIT: I wonder who she is “seeing”
he says to you but also to himself
WHIT: It only makes it hotter I think
looking at Khamyra then to you.
WHIT: Hey you are close to the mage, er I mean Warlock, do you know who she is seeing?

Chance: Look at him for a second and walk away. Down my drink

DMaster: As you walk away, he watches.
WHIT: I am taking that as you don’t know.
He laughs. Luella has some wine out too, the mini keg is getting drained fast. you grab some food, it’s really good, Trinity walks in the back door.
TRIN: It’s time, the sun has sunk
Khamyra and Luella are lighting the candles. Cullun walks to you, he has a parchment
CUL: Griffin usually does this, but I think it’s time you took your place as our leader. Speak these words, follow the directions

Chance: Grab the parchment. Nod my head
Chan: I understand

DMaster: It’s dark, the lanterns are all off, just the candles on the floor representing the symbol of Finster. Novalee is in the middle, everyone else is standing around, holding hands and of course Whitlock is holding Khamyra’s hands

Chance: keep calm and focus on speaking the words and following the directions

DMaster: You stand next to Novalee, speak the words. You take off your necklace, you start, the flames on the candle grow taller and turn a shade of blue. Everyone’s eyes bulge a little
You take her hand, you start to change, everyone goes to one knee seeing you transform. Novalee starts to kneel.

Chance: Keep her on her feet.
Chan: Stand my Novie

DMaster: Her eyes are flickering with power, the tattooed symbol starts to glow and she winces a bit. The room is lit by you, Novalee and the candles, everyone is chanting some words. You see a glimpse of Finster in Novalee’s eyes, it completely throws you off for a minute. You end with a kiss on the forehead (it was not in the directions, you just wanted to). She then buries her head into you hugging you crying, it was very intense and emotional

Chance: hug her back
Chan: Congratulations. I will be forever your protector and your Champion.

DMaster: She is hugging you tight. Everyone gets back standing and moves in. Dash turns on the lanterns. Novalee is still crying

Chance: still holding her as she cries

DMaster: She gets on her tippy toes and kisses your cheek. Khamyra comes over
KHA: Novie hun, you did great
Novalee breaks free of you and embraces Khamyra who smiles real big.

Chance: Put my necklace back on, looking around at everyone as they congratulate her

DMaster: Whitlock walks over to you wide eyed
WHIT: ahhhh Champion, that’s what you meant. This trip is going to be easier than I thought.

Chance: Chan: told you I was his Champion
Shake my head in disgust, walk for the food.

DMaster: the party starts to wind down… You glance over and Khamyra walks out the front door, followed closely by Whitlock. Your heart sinks.

Chance: head back upstairs and just sit on the bed, getting lost in thought.

DMaster: GRI: It’s getting late. Novalee, congratulations, I am so glad you are part of us now. My suggestion…
Coughs a bit, looks around
GRI: Get to bed, people traveling, it’s going to be a long day.
its 10pm

Chance: really not paying attention to what Griffin said as I am thinking, ‘not even a goodbye or a goodnight’ Son of a bitch. Lay back on the bed, 3 days at least to get to Clovendale. Great, 3 days of that goofy-ass eyeballs, Khamyra doing whatever the fuck she is doing and me holding everything in.

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Sagalay (Saturday) 6am

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DMaster: Surprisingly, you fall asleep pretty quickly and wake up around 6

Chance: As I wake up get up and stretch, grab some clothes to put on since Novie had to tell everyone I sleep naked. As I grab my armor and weapons and get prepared

DMaster: you hear noises down below, quiet but there are some

Chance: get my armor and weapons on and head down the stairs trying to be as quiet as possible, walking over to Griffin

DMaster: Griffin is there looking over a map with Dash, Trinity is organizing her pouches. Griffin looks around and back to you.
GRI: where is Khamyra and Whitlock?

Chance: shaking my head
Chan: Don’t know. Don’t really care.

DMaster: Griffin gives you a scolding look.
DASH: probably still banging boots at an inn
he laughs as he puts a dagger in a sheath. Griffin has a “can’t get much worse” look.

Chance: Grit my teeth

DMaster: The door opens and Khamyra and Whitlock come in together
WHIT: Reporting for duty
KHA: Duty… ewww
He laughs quietly.
Griffin rolls his eyes
GRI: You two back at it, really?
Khamyra gives him a look, surprisingly and then looks at you wide eyed, like that’s not what is happening.
GRI: Doesn’t matter. I don’t think I have to say be careful. the plains are going to be treacherous.
WHIT: There is a small town about 3/4th of a day away, we can stay there for the first night. (pats his chin with his finger) If I can remember, I know of an abandoned farm house somewhere west of there. We can stay there, then hopefully be close enough to get to the towns by the Clovendale river
Griffin looks relieved.
GRI: Good good, sounds better than what I was thinking

Chance: Stare at the table. Not looking at either of them.

DMaster: You hear:
“I Lost my balls the day I got married… I think she sold them for a mug of ale… it was probably worth it. get up you lazy asses”
It’s the cryer. Whitlock has a look, eyes wide.
WHIT: What is this guy’s malfunction?
Griffin is shaking his head

Chance: shaking my head
Chan: Guy must have been betrayed by his wife… huh…
Glance up at Khamyra and back down.

DMaster: Her eyes get big and give you a “nothing happened” look.
GRI: Good riding weather, let’s go. Good luck all of you, we will see each other again back here

Chance: Look him in the eye.
Chan: be safe Griffin

DMaster: He walks over and starts to kneel. You grab his shoulders,lift him up and then give him a warrior handshake. He smiles real big.
GRI: We will be careful.
You three head out, Khamyra jumps on her horse already prepared, Whitlock walks down the road a bit and gets his horse. Khamyra is trying to get your attention.

Chance: Just shake my head, make sure she knows it is for her and get Toby ready to ride. Hop on Toby and look up.

DMaster: They are ready, their horses next to each other waiting on you

Chance: Ride up to them and nod

DMaster: You three stop at a town an hour or so into the ride. Go shopping for any gear that you need, some rations and such. Then gear up again You ride for 4 hours, get past the town of Freyfrost, one of the farthest bigger towns of Camerondale. It’s mid 70s, gorgeous out. No one is really talking, its been a quiet ride. Whitlock has tried but neither of you are in the mood to talk.

Chance: just stay focused as I ride and enjoy the weather, try like hell to not think about them alone all night together

DMaster: You guys stop at a smaller town, on the edge of the Teeter Winds. It has a decent guard presence probably because of the close proximity to the plains.
WHIT: I think this town is Ellesborough
KHA: It is.

Chance: Chan: Another non-descript town. I wanted to see the world, I got this shit.
Shake my head.

DMaster: Whitlock is standing next to Khamyra, he looks at you with a raised eyebrow. She is looking at a map with him
KHA: Ok, well this is the edge, any more riding takes us into the plains. Might as well stay for the night.
Whitlock points down the pathway.

Chance: nod my head

DMaster: As you walk through the town, it is a non-descript shit town really. Whitlock looks around then back at you.
WHIT: A nondescript shit town, sorry Chance.
KHA: I don’t know, it has character
You pass a house with pigs and slop, smells like shit.

Chance: cover my nose as I walk by the pig sty and shake my head
Chan: Yeah, very powerful, so much character it makes my eyes water.

DMaster: She looks up and sees the pub. It doesn’t look as clean as you would like it.
KHA: Great… I don’t want diarrhea for the night
He laughs
WHIT: It’s an adventure Ki-Ki The Twelve Jackals Inn it is.

Chance: Chan: Explosive diarrhea is not an adventure we should be pursuing.
shaking my head

DMaster: Whitlock bursts out laughing
WHIT: You are quite correct my friend.

Chance: Give him a deadpan, “really” look. Walk in the pub.

DMaster: You guys walk into the place, you see Whitlock and Khamyra walk over to the bar area and begin to talk. She is shaking her head

Chance: Don’t care at this point. Walk over to the Innkeeper and see about getting rooms

DMaster: You ask if rooms are available and for how much. He says 1 Silver and 6 available.

Chance: Chan: I would like 2. One for me and one for the couple over there.
Thumbing to the two talking. Hand him 2 silver.

DMaster: He takes it and hands you two keys.

Chance: Slide the other key back,
Chan: Just give it to them when they decide to come over.
Nod and smile. Grab my bag and head up the stairs looking for my room.

DMaster: He nods. You walk up to your room and go in, lock it.

Chance: Get ready for bed, wash my face. Keep some pants on just in case.

DMaster: You lay in bed for a good 2 hours and eventually you fall asleep. You get woken up when you hear your knob turn and softly hear a strange word uttered. The door opens and closes and someone crawls into your bed.

Chance: Chan: Really? I just got to sleep.

DMaster: She comes up next to you on her elbows looking at you. Your darkvision is in full effect.
KHA: I know this is a tough situation but what the fuck Chance?

Chance: Do everything in my power not to explode.
Chan: yup.

DMaster: KHA: I know, I know. Last night. I went outside for a moment and he trailed me. Next thing I know he got me back to the Inn. We just talked, caught up on things.
She looks down and sighs.
KHA: OK, he kissed me (quietly) I put a stop to it immediately.

Chance: Grit my teeth, slowly nod my head.

DMaster: KHA: What, you don’t believe me?

Chance: Chan: I don’t know. After everything that happened to me over the past few months, I thought why the fuck not. My girl took off with her lover, not a goodnight, not a glance. Just left. Dash telling me that you are knocking boots, both of you coming in together joking around.
Stop myself for a second
Chan: I know you are going through a ton. I never knew my patience and my limits but I am finding them out now.

DMaster: She is looking down, she then gets up on her knees and looks around the room. She shakes her head.
KHA: I am NOT his lover. I didn’t think how it might have looked to you. I am sorry, I should have just rented a room, I was tired.
She is trying to look at you and she grabs your hand, sparks fly a little but she didn’t care

Chance: Chan: What Khamyra, what do you want from me right now?

DMaster: KHA: How about a little TRUST? Maybe a little faith. I just took a swan dive with “I’m All In” and is this what I am to expect? I am really trying here.
She lets go of your hand
KHA: Fine. I will see you…

Chance: Grab her hand

DMaster: She stops for a moment wanting to be defiant, but she grabs your hand back.

Chance: Reach up to her, grab the back of her head and bring her to me. Give her a kiss.

DMaster: She leans down into you. You two kiss, light starts emanating, power surging. She gets your pants off eagerly and you two intertwine, again it’s like when you go into a frenzy. Only flashes of things, so intense, unbelievable pleasure. Different positions, kisses, bites , thrusts.

Chance: Try and concentrate, feel as much as I can, experience it all.

DMaster: After a good hour, you two lay together, breathing heavily. She gives you a kiss on the cheek and gets up on her elbow.

Chance: Look down.
Chan: I am sorry, I guess green is not a good color for me.
look into her eyes and softly smile.

DMaster: KHA: I can’t say that I blame you, but I am a little pissed at how you behaved today. But when this shit happens we have to be open, and you have to trust me. If there is anything you have taught me is YOU need to let ME in.
She says with a slight smile.

Chance: Jokingly say
Chan: How dare you use my words against me.
Caress her cheek.
Chan: I have a lot of growing up to do and this is just one of my growing pains.

DMaster: KHA:: If you keep apologizing like this, I might not mind it.
She bites her lips and looks down at your flopper. Then she frowns a bit.
KHA: I have to get back to my room. Thanks to you, I had to have a 30 minute debate about sleeping on the floor or getting another room. He just rented his own room.

Chance: Chan: yeah, renting only 2 rooms was kind of skeezy.

DMaster: She leans over and kisses you deeply. Your eyes meet.

Chance: Chan: Sleep good my love.

DMaster: She smiles big and hops out of bed, puts on her shirt and leaves. You roll over and doze off. Eventually you hear their town cry. Much nicer than Grayshale.

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Starday (Sunday) 7am

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DMaster: CRY: Looks to be a dozy out there, storm clouds on the horizon, look for rain and storms

Chance: Great just fucking great. Get dressed back up and head downstairs

DMaster: Whitlock is already down at a table, he has three plates of food, some bean water. He is eating

Chance: Chan: morning Whitlock

DMaster: He looks up
WHIT: Morning Champ, pull up a set
he glances back
WHIT: heard from Ki-Ki, or I mean Khamyra yet?

Chance: Shake my head.
Chan: She is a woman, probably trying on different dagger sheaths or something.

DMaster: He gives you a look and smiles. As you say that she is making her way down.
She walks up and sits down at the table.
WHIT: Morning sunshine
she smiles, and starts to eat

Chance: Look at her deliberately.
Chan: Morning Khamyra

DMaster: She smiles and nods, keeps eating.
WHIT:You two are a barrel of laughs
he shakes his head and eats

Chance: grab a plate of food and start eating, shoot him a goofy grin as I continue eating

DMaster: you finish and get ready to ride. It’s raining a bit the wind is picking up
WHIT: Great, we are riding right into the storm
You three look at each other

Chance: Chan: Get used to it Whitlock, when I am around bad luck seems to follow.

DMaster: He raises his eyebrow and laughs a little. Then Khamyra sighs.
KHA: I don’t think riding into the storm is a good idea.
Whitlock nods in agreement.

Chance: Chan: well then I guess we stay here another day
looking at both of them

DMaster: KHA: A day? This is not the Summer Isles cabana boy, these storms will roll through and out of here in a few hours tops.
WHIT: Summer Isles? Cabana boy?
Khamyra just shakes her head with a slight smile.
WHIT: there’s a pub there we can hang in while we wait, I think they are open
Most people of the small town are going inside, no one in the streets. It is Starday anyways so no one was going to work.

Chance: Chan: well let’s go then
heading to the pub thinking to myself what is this one gonna be called

DMaster: The Spicy Whistler
Whitlock chuckles as he walks in
WHIT: After eating at that last pub, I’m going to have a spicy whistler.
Its pretty empty inside. A good 40 x 50, bar is in the middle, round. Tables and stools all around.

Chance: smirk a little as I see the name, try not to give Whitlock the satisfaction of laughing at his comment.

DMaster: You hear thunder in the distance. After an hour the storm hits, driving rain, thunder, lightning. Howling winds.
WHIT: I am glad we didn’t try to make it through this, wow

Chance: Chan: I agree glad we didn’t, we wouldn’t have made it far in that shit
take a few steps toward where Khamyra is

DMaster: She is drinking a bean water, kind of zoned out. Whitlock is antsy, walking around looking out windows.

Chance: walk over to her finally with a bit more purpose, and lean on the table
Chan: Whats shaking hot stuff(whispering)
looking over to her

DMaster: She snorts a little and looks at you.
KHA: Not expecting a hurricane to stop us.
She looks at you, and lightly caresses your hand, making sure Whitlock doesn’t see it. A minute later, Whitlock comes over.
WHIT: It looks like we are going to be in for a few more hours.
Whitlock comes over slaps your back
WHIT: How about a game of dice?

Chance: Chan: Sure, why not.

DMaster: You three play and you end up losing a SP at the end of it all. You three look out and the rain all but stops and the wind has died down. You can still hear some thunder.

Chance: Chan: shall we ride?

DMaster: Whitlock frowns
WHIT: Might as well, it’s going to be sloppy, I hope I can find that damn farmhouse before sunset now. We are a ways out still.
KHA: Otherwise its 4 hours down, 4 hours up for the ride
He nods

Chance: Chan: well I hope you can as well

DMaster: You guys head out.
(DM: Todd rolls a 1 – Drinks spit, laughing, hijynx)
You are riding along, pretty much on the cusp of the plains. Whitlock stops and gets you guys to stop. Khamyra has a worried look on her face when she sees him
WHIT: Dismount, we have company, sneaky little fuckers Owlbears, two north of us, one south

Chance: dismount quickly and pull my sword out of the scabbard

DMaster: Khamyra jumps down, pulls her assassin’s blade out. You see Whitlock with a hand on his temple scanning the field
WHIT: Oh they know we are here, they are creeping in, these Teeter Wind Owlbears are crafty.
KHA: Your necklace

Chance: Chan: just grand time to go Champ?
looking at them both

DMaster: She nods and gives you a sharp look
WHIT: Yeah, being cute right now will get us killed
He grabs his bow, its big and it’s a shiny silver-ish coated compound bow
WHIT: Been looking forward to seeing the “champion” fight.

Chance: Take off the necklace and let the power flow

DMaster: He pulls the bow back, it’s so powerful and tight the sound is jarring. Khamyra walks up to you, grabs your hand, she is drawing power from you not to you. It doesn’t affect you too much.
KHA: Need a little extra juice, going to try that flame wall spell from the Isles.

Chance: I grip my sword tighter, looking around

DMaster: She has her hand out, full of some component

Battle Written Out

Whitlock zones in on the Owlbear to the south, it is bouncing a little up and down making its way closer. He lets the arrow fly. They are large arrows, a bit thicker than most arrows; to withstand the over tension he has on his unique bow. The bear didn’t even see it coming, hitting it in the shoulder, it shrieks and falls over, struggling to get its footing again amongst the pain and mud.

The noise hurts the three adventurers’ ears, throws Khamyra and Chance off a bit, losing the sound of the other creatures.

The other two Owlbears finally make their move, both of them rush the party. Whitlock in one quick motion reloads his bow with an arrow and launches it striking one of the Owlbears in his side making him skitter and tumble the other direction.

It left one free heading towards Khamyra. The elf misjudged its speed and when she went to cast her spell, all did not go well. The component was thrown, the sign was marked and the word was said. All good, except the bear was already on her and his force brought wind making the component waft back at her. Fire flashes and engulfs both the Owlbear and Khamyra. A great whooshing sound is heard.

Her eyes were huge, knowing she made a grave mistake. The bear squeals a little, flame hitting its front, Khamyra winces at the assault of the flames, putting her arm up to block them and the Bear. It did not stop the beast, it jumped on the Onyx Elf, sending her back into the muddy field, both claws dug into her shoulders and his beak buried deep below her neck. Pain sears through her body, she is blinded by pain and she knows she is pinned in the mud.

“Khamyra!!!” Chance yells watching the fire and owlbear bowl his love over into the mud. He flinches as some of the fire burns his arm.

(DM: He rolls a 1. I can’t make this shit up. Two 1’s in a row. After 5 minutes of Todd cursing and me laughing… wiping my tears)

Over reacting with fear and the moist weather did him no favors. The Champion goes to swing down on the Owlbear and he loses grip of his sword and it goes flying 15 feet from him into a muddy puddle. He just stares at the sword in disbelief. The Owlbear looks up, removes its claws from Khamyra and swipes and gashes the Champion badly, ripping through his new armor and deep into his skin.

He grabs for his chest, and in the corner of his eye he sees the other Owlbear that Whitlock hit rush him. Chance in time turns and avoids a full on attack. He goes tumbling down mud and splashing as well as blood from his wound.

Whitlock is stunned watching the Champion flounder around. ‘This is Finsters Champion? This ascension will be short lived’ he thinks to himself. Anger starts to rise seeing his lover Khamyra under an Owlbear. He pulls his bow back and rips an arrow practically through the Owlbear on Khamyra. It howls, it’s loud and it hurts the ears.

Khamyra, frantic, runs through the spells she knows in her head and the components she has, trying to match something up. She makes a decision and casts confusion on the beast and it stops digging into her. With that she brings her assassin blade up and into the Beast, practically gutting it. It doesn’t howl or anything just stands there and then collapses on its side, next to the Warlock, lifeless.

Chance, still a little stunned, grabs his new boot dagger and lunges at the Owlbear that rushed him. He clips it, ripping through its arm a bit, it flinches and turns towards him, eyes turning to slits. It lunges at the quarter elf, swiping its claw, ripping through both arm and side. Its beak clamps down on your shoulder. Chance drops the dagger, and falls back from the weight of the creature, splashing into the mud, now also pinned.

“You have to be fucking kidding me” Whitlock yells as he watches this. He twirls his bow and slams it on the bear’s head making it release the injured Champion and squeak a little. It jumps back a bit preparing to attack Whitlock.

Khamyra slides from under the bear and sees Chance on the ground with a bear on top. “Oh my god, not again!” she thinks to herself. After Whitlocks move she runs, dives on the bear blade first sinking it deep in between the shoulder blades. The creature squawks and a high pitch sound gurgles from its beak.

Chance shakes off the pain and mud in his face, gains enough strength and heals himself, he gets up looking for his dagger. Then look around.

Khamyra is standing 10 feet away with her hand out, shaking. It looks like she has the Owlbear frozen with a spell. Whitlock races to the creature, pulls back his bow and lets an arrow go plunging right between the eyes. The creature, without a sound, falls lifeless into the mud. Khamyra falls to one knee, grasping her shoulders, her head down.

“KiKi!” Whitlock runs to her side, putting his arm around her. He sees 3 grievous wounds with mud and blood everywhere. He frantically looks for his horse and some supplies. Chance walks to the other side and puts his hands on her. The dual eyed ranger watches as the man glows in color and Khamyra’s wounds close up.

The Onyx elf was just trying to stay on one knee, hoping Chance made it. She feels his touch, and the warmth and the healing. She sighs. “Thanks hun” she says as she stands up wobbling a bit, not realizing present company. It then hits her, ‘goddammit, I hope he didn’t hear that.’

Whitlock stands up, mouth wide open. “You can heal?” He says surprised but relieved.

“Yes,” Chance says, nodding his head. The Champion looks around and is ashamed and embarrassed.

Back To Turn Based

DMaster: Whitlock stands a bit from you two

Chance: Chan: you okay Khamyra?

DMaster: She nods, holding her head.
WHIT: So what you are telling me, that Finsters Champion almost died by a few Owlbears, took a Warlock and a ranger to bail him out
He is looking at you disgusted shaking his head

Chance: Shoot him a look of pure anger

DMaster: WHIT: No wonder Griffin wanted me to go with you two
He wraps his bow back on his back and walks for his horse, they all galloped off a bit to get away from the action. The quiet of the day is broken by Khamyra looking over to you.
KHA: He is right. This is ridiculous.

Chance: Shaking my head, I can’t argue, the dice roller stuck it in my ass… sideways. Walking over, looking for my sword. Grab it and walk over to my horse. Still shaking my head as the words I am hearing hit me hard. Lean my head down a bit, as I stand next to Toby

DMaster: You have blood and mud all over you. Your hair is matted down, and there is more blood on your armor than not. Khamyra and Whitlock are talking a bit aways from you. Afterwards she walks over
KHA: He will take us to Clovendale and then he is leaving
She looks defeated just looking into the mud. You look down and notice your armor is hanging on by a thread, again.

Chance: nod my head in defeat
Chan: I have no words…
still looking down

DMaster: She just looks at you, she too has no words. After a minute she speaks.
KHA: I slipped… I called you hun, and then I acted like nothing happened. I don’t even know if he noticed.
She looks down at herself. She too is covered in blood and mud.

Chance: shaking my head
Chan: If anyone slipped it was me, I am worthless.

DMaster: She shakes her head.
KHA: Let’s get going, the blood and noise is sure to attract unwanted things
Whitlock rides up next to you two

Chance: nod my head, not looking at Whitlock.

DMaster: WHIT: After that display, I’m taking over the party and journey, you do what I say and we might make it in one piece
he has a scowl on his face, burning a hole through you.

Chance: nod my head

DMaster: Khamyra works on her armor a bit to keep it from falling and she jumps up on her horse

Chance: hop up on Toby, not saying a word

DMaster: You have no encounters. The trio stops, pee and nibble on some food
it’s roughly 5pm.
WHIT: We ride until sunset, I think the farm house is that direction
He points
WHIT: It’s a little off the direct line to Clovendale but I’d rather hole up in a house than do a 4 and 4 and 4

DM: 4 and 4 means 4 down (sleep) 4 up (ride) with alternate watchers, it’s why Griffin wants 3 people on trips

Whitlock shrugs his shoulders. You ride for another 3 or so hours. You see in the distance a large boarded up house. It’s the old farmhouse he spoke of.
WHIT: Damn I’m good.
Khamyra jumps off her horse and holds her head a bit. Whitlock puts his horse to the north side allowing it to graze a bit. Walks in the house

Chance: jump off my horse and put it there too and check on Khamyra

DMaster: she walks her horse to the same place. She seems to be in discomfort

Chance: Walk over to her.
Chan: are you okay hun(quietly)

DMaster: She nods
KHA: Just have a headache, Overdid it I think
WHIT: (somewhat quietly) Come on you two, lets go I want to get this fortified a bit before we get some shut eye

Chance: nod my head and walk inside

DMaster: You three set up some bedrolls from your saddlebags in what appears to be a dining room. He is barking orders and you two blindly follow, at this point, what else can you do. The doors are secured, windows are boarded up for the most part
WHIT: Chance, take first watch, I’ll take the second
KHA: I’ll take a watch
She winces a little, he looks at her with concern.
WHIT: I don’t think so, you overdid it. Get your rest.

Chance: Nod my head and go find a spot to take the first watch, try to wipe some of the blood and mud off me.

DMaster: Khamyra lays on the bedroll despite being completely covered in mud and blood. She falls asleep almost instantly. Whitlock takes his blanket and covers her in it. After about 2 hours, you can see things moving in the distance.

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Mondalay (Monday) High Moon

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Chance: go wake up Whit

DMaster: He looks at you bleary eyes
WHIT: What’s going on (quietly)

Chance: Chan: we got things moving in the distance

DMaster: He quietly stands up not to wake Khamyra who fell asleep instantly

Chance: Lead him over to where I was keeping watch

DMaster: He squints, holds his hand to his temple
WHIT: Fuck… Orcs.