First Five Written Out

Khamyra and Wyzaquenne walk to the tray with the Iraxacan whiskey and they look it over talking about the taste and what they like. Andi just stands there quietly. Chance glances at her, with an idea in mind.

He motions Andi over and she walks to him. “Do you have a bathing room here?” The Champion says in a quieter tone. The servant girl gives him an odd look and smirks, “Every room has its own bath, if that is what you mean.”

The girl still looking at him, “Why do you ask Master Chance” she asks inquisitively, but in quieter tones as well.

“I don’t know, if you have some candles, some bubbles for the bath, some scrubbers…” Chance says still in hushed tones “You know for a romantic bath maybe?”

Andi glances over to Khamyra and back at you, a big smile grows on her face, “Of course” she pauses a moment, looks down, taps her finger on her chin, then looks back up to you “I have an idea.”

After a few more minutes of small talk between the Half Orc and the Onyx Elf, Andi takes the couple to their room. They went down elegant stairs and even more elegant hallways. ‘What a shame not many people get to see this or experience this’ Khamyra thinks, figuring what a recluse Wyzaquenne is. Everything is marble, with white finish, paintings, murals and tapestries everywhere. Some tables that had artifacts on them, rugs on the floors that cost more than chance’s house.

Andi lets them in a room, and they look around. It is 30 x 40, octagonal, with windows lining the top of the walls. A huge light colored bed on one wall, dressers on another, a desk on one and a large bathtub on another. Andi eyes chance up with a smirk, an eyebrow raise and a nod. “Hun, could you go get our bags please?” Chance says as matter of fact as he could, figuring that was Andi’s signal.

Not really paying attention, the mage nods, stops, takes another look around the room in awe and stops to kiss Chance. ‘I am going to take this opportunity to be as touchy feely as I can with him because out in the real world we can’t’ Khamyra thinks to herself. She looks at Andi; “Am I going to get lost?” She asks.

“No, up the stairs straight through, you will see the stairs leading back to the main entryway” She says and watches the Onyx Elf walk out the door. Andi gives Chance a satisfactory look. “I will be right back” the servant says, and walks out the door as well.

Chance is looking everything over when she returns, a box filled with candles, a small cup of bath additives and a tall skinny bottle of Iraxacan whiskey and two glasses. “I Think this will suffice?” She says, looking the Champion over.

Chance has a huge smile on his face and thanks her. He sets up the candles, lights them. Then he uses a contraption to pour water into the tub that is already hot, pours a bit of the additive and it smells absolutely wonderful and bubbles start to form. Then he sets up a small table and puts the whiskey on it. He uses a pulley system to let the blinds down, takes off his shirt and just sits on the edge of the bed. The room is dim, lights dance on the walls from the candles and the smell of the bath water is intoxicating.

The door opens “Hun, I couldn’t find your…” she steps in, closes the door and her mouth hits the floor. The Onyx Elf drops the bags where she stood and he could see the flames reflect a bit in her beautiful elf eyes. She is stunned as one of the biggest smiles washes over her face. Khamyra walks to him with a look knowing that he is going to get some and get a lot of it. She runs her hands across his chest, some power, some sparks. “I can’t believe you did this… how…”

“I saw how disappointed you were in the last bath, I mean who would with freezing cold water and pieces of orc floating around” he says as they both giggle a little, “So I wanted to give you a real one. A special one. I was so worried about you and I wanted something to celebrate your good health.”

He leans down and they kiss, a soft but powerful one. She looks into his eyes and it is almost scary how much she is falling for this man, how much she cares for him. She smiles inside remembering how she was with Wyzaquenne when she first arrived. “You just want to get a little more of this sweet ass” she says playfully. She walks towards the bath slowly taking off her clothes and by the time she gets there she is naked.

“You’re not wrong, but anytime I get to spend time with you is precious, so why not try to make it special once in a while” Chance says, pulling that out of his ass, thinking it sounded good. He walks towards the bath, taking off his pants.

She turns to look at him, a loving expression on her face and beckons to him. “You are so sweet” she says, her body lit up with the bronze-like color of the flames, making her look like a goddess. “Oh my god, it smells amazing” she says as she steps into the oversized tub.

Chance gets in and they start to clean each other, laugh, splash a little and then make love. The room was like a fireworks display. Water splashing all over, bubbles everywhere and the sounds of Chance and Khamyra in the throws of passion.

Chance sits in the end of the tub, Khamyra sitting in front leaning back into him with his legs around her. The bathtub has half the water it once had and only a few bubbles. She has poured them some whiskey and they are sipping it. No words needed to be said, they were completely satisfied with the past hour. Just each moment of peace is a blessing to them both.

There came a knock on the door. “Come in” Khamyra yells.

“Hun, we are naked in a tub” Chance says, feeling a bit uneasy having someone walk in like this.

“You’re kidding right?” She says with a chuckle, “just go with it.”

Andi walks in, places a few things on the bed and walks over and steps in a puddle. “Enjoying the tub I see” She says lifting her foot, with a smirk on her face. “Dinner will be in an hour, I will knock on the door when it is ready.”

Khamyra looks over to her, dreamy eyed and nods. Chance gives her a nod and mouths the word ‘Thank You.’ Andi flashes him a smile and nods and walks out the door.

After a while they are starting to prune and both of them get out and walk to the bed. Two sets of clothes, one beautiful dress and another is a nice regal outfit for Chance. The Champion lifts his eyebrow, “Not bad, hope they got my size ok”

The two of them get dressed, chit chatting, giggling a little and enjoying each other’s company. The knock on the door sends them scrambling as they are famished. They follow Andi to a wonderful dining room, 30 x 60 filled with candelabras, tapestries, beautiful paintings, and a large table in the middle. They are seated and an amazing meal was served to them. They converse with Wyzaquenne and Marco, small talk but Chance and Khamyra was savoring every bite. As good if not better than the Royal food.

After dessert they looked shell shocked at the amount of food and how good it was. “It’s not everyday we have guests, and not everyday we have the Champion visit” The half orc says. “I hope you enjoyed your meal.”

Khamyra looks over to her and smiles “Thank you so much, not 5 days ago we were hunkered down in an abandoned farm house surrounded by orcs covered in mud and blood.” Khamyra and Chance continue to tell the tale, leaving the frenzy part out.

The dinner starts to come to a close. The dynamic couple is led back to their room, and they fall into the bed that looks like it was made for a giant. They make love again and then fall fast asleep on what seemed to be an evening and night that dreams are made of.

Sagalay (Saturday) 7:00 am

They wake up, yawn and stretch feeling very rested and in good cheer. They get up, get in some clean clothes and armor up as best they can. Knock on the door leads them to the dining area and wonderful breakfast and some chit chat.

“The war is slowly escalating” Wyz says as they all take bites and sip some tea or bean water. “It’s been skirmishes here and there but there was a large battle that Camerondale won on the outskirts of Thorn Gate a few days ago. It is not going well for those witches. They bit off a bit more than they can chew with Camerondale. I mean, why would you take on the biggest most respected Kingdoms.”

Chance stops to think of the King, Cassie and Xavier having to deal with this. He has a little wave of guilt for not being there, but what is he to do, he has his own battles to face, he thinks to himself.

“Rumor has it the start of this war, the Summer Isle invasion was part of a plan that was botched, real bad” Marco says as he shovels in his mouth some eggs “I truly do not think they would have invaded the isle if they knew their other plans would have failed. They are taking a beating.”

Khamyra and Chance glance at each other and smile, continuing to eat but keeping quiet about what they know. Remembering the poisoning plot they foiled. If the Kingdoms were devastated with losing all their leaders, taking the Summer Isle would have been secondary or even overlooked.

Wyz was interested though, “What are you two love birds over there googly eyeing about?” She says playfully leaning back after finishing her meal, “We know you were lead in the reclaiming of the isles Champion.”

Chance wipes his mouth and smiles “Yes, and well… it hurt, with arrows in me and swords through my gut” He says chuckling and looking up at the half orc. “It could have been much worse for a lot of people, just glad I could help.”

Marco scoffs “Who knew the Champion of Finster would be a do-gooder” he says smiling “That is amazing, and well a relief. If you were a bloodthirsty warlord… yikes.”

“We are thankful everyday for this, it has taken a lot off our plates. We thought we would have to reign this person in, teach them about the value of life and focus themselves on Finster. Instead we get Chance” She says matter of factly putting her hand on your shoulder. “He was raised by some amazing people and he has all the values we covet.” She looks at the large quarter elf with pride and love.

She smirks, looks around the room and goes back to eating, “Instead it’s a battle to keep him out of my pants” she says musing at the thought. Wyz spits a bit and laughs out loud as does Marco. Chance blushes a little, looks around the room and takes his last bite.

By midmorning the two of them were ready to go. The half-orc and newly “legged” man give them a full bag of food, rations and misc items for their trip. Marco gives Chance an evil looking dagger, when pressed in the right area allows poison to drip down its blade. (1d4 + 1d4 for 4 rounds afterwards) Wyz gives Khamyra some notes and a thin book. Khamyra looks taken aback by it and they hug afterwards with Khamyra saying Thank You.

“Thank you so much for your hospitality Wyzaquenne, I hope we didn’t inconvenience you too much” Chance says as they stand in the entrance, “This was a wonderful reprieve from the craziness of our lives, thank you again.”

The Half-orc smiles and shakes his hand “Think nothing of it Champion, for what you have done for us, it is the least we could do.” Marco blushes a little and nods in acknowledgement “I hope we can do it again soon.”

They leave walking down the path to the estate gates, Chance shows Khamyra the dagger and she is impressed if not a little scared. Khamyra tells Chance Wyz gave her some incantations and spells to look over, some of them interesting and powerful. Leaving the compound they are hit with warm, humid weather, heavy overcast skies and drizzle. Before they could get too far, a courier spots you leaving the compound and races over.

“Chance, Khamyra?” He says looking at the both of them.

“Yes” Khamyra says glancing over to Chance for a second then back to the messenger.

“I have a message for you, it’s from Whitlock Ashford” he says handing them a small note.

Khamyra looks at the note and tells the Messenger “yes, we will be there.”

Chance shaking his head “10 seconds outside the land of bubble bathes and sweet elf asses and we are back to dealing with asshats and secrets.”

The Onyx elf tries not to laugh and hands the Champion the note. “Meet me at the Academy Cafe, the girl is missing again and so is her mother.”

Turn Based Starts Here

Chance: grumble a bit as I read the note
Chan: Just grand here I thought it was a straight line to Little Bridge.
looking over to Khamyra.

DMaster: She shrugs her shoulders.
KHA: Figured you might of missed Whitlock.
she says with a playful tone.

Chance: shoot her .a silly look and shrug my shoulders.
Chan: Yes I missed those goofy colored eyes and his lovely disposition

DMaster: You two walk along the large cobblestone road, you see the giant buildings for the academy to your right. There are a few cafe’s, vendors and some small shops. One of the large cafes has a sign: “Academy Cafe.”
KHA: Hope no one used too many brain cells thinking that name up.
You two go in and it is fairly busy, the smell of bean water and sweetbread waft out.

Chance: Looking around for Whitlock as we go in.

DMaster: He is not here yet.
KHA: The messenger will probably alert him that we are here, then he will head in. I’ll grab something at the counter.
She walks up to the counter orders some bean water and sweet bread.

Chance: find a table to sit at.

DMaster: She comes over with some food.
KHA: Well I am completely broke, spent my last silver.

Chance: Sigh a bit.
Chan: I have enough for now, if you need anything let me know.

DMaster: DM: ON YOU: 5pp, 7gp, 16sp, 10cp.

Chance: sitting there tapping my foot getting impatient.

DMaster: You nibble on some food, even though you were pretty full already, sipping on bean water. Whitlock comes over finally, whips a chair around and sits
WHIT: So how was Wyzaquenne’s? Can’t believe you got in.

Chance: look over and chuckle.
Chan: I can be quite persuasive when I wanna be.
Sip some bean water, nt really hungry or thirsty.

DMaster: She is sipping on her beanwater.
KHA: Ok, well what did you need us for?
She stops for a moment, scoffs.
KHA: Or better yet, what did you need ME for?
Whitlock lets out a little chuckle.

Chance: Shake head.
Chan: Do you need just her or the both of us?

DMaster: He frowns.
WHIT: Apparently between me and Chance we have the collective intelligence of a rock. There are things I should have picked up on but with everything going on, I just didn’t pay attention.
He leans in a bit to talk.
WHIT: Why kidnap a kid, dump her 1 hour north in some makeshift hole?
Khamyra furries her brow.
WHIT: The trap, it was a “firebomb” but if we triggered it, where would it have landed?
Looks at you & Khamyra looks to you.

Chance: look back at him tapping my chin deep in thought.
Chan: yeah, it would have landed at the bottom of the makeshift hole that had water and mud in it, son of a…
Shake my head realizing it would of never went off.

DMaster: He nods,
WHIT: Never would have exploded… and let’s not even talk about only 6 goblins guarding? More like a X marks the spot on the map, not a guard.
KHA: We knew it was a set up, but after my 3 day bought with you know, I didn’t put much thought into it.

Chance: Chan: okay so do we think it’s Rawek with the mother and daughter? (quietly)

DMaster: He shrugs his shoulders and looks confused.
WHIT: They disappeared from guest quarters in the stronghold with armed guards right outside, explain that one to me.
Khymara grins wide, thickening of how she busted Novalee out.

Chance: Chan: I don’t know how they could just disappear with armed guard right outside, but I think Khamyra has done it before.
Shaking my head.
Chan: Elaborate rouse to get into the stronghold perhaps?
Shrugging my shoulders.
Chan: Just taking guesses.

DMaster: Whitlock slowly looks over to you, eyebrow raising and in thought.
WHIT: That. That makes sense. But to kill someone to do it?
Khamyra shakes her head.
KHA: If Rawek had anything to do with it, that not an obstacle. Plus, not sure Rosie is all that you think she is, disappearing like that.
The Rangers mind blown he slowly shakes his head, continues.
WHIT: Jax wanted to come with but I needed to ask “non-common” questions, so I left him behind.
Smirks at Khamyra, She nods and takes a bite of bread.

Chance: shaking head, what now between these two.

DMaster: WHIT: Anything Chance, maybe what the hell happened when you collapsed on the poor kid.
Khamyra looks over to you with an odd look.
KHA: You’re collapsing on kids now?

Chance: Give her a look and then back to Whitlock.
Chan: I told you, but you were in mana-overload land.
Look to Whitlock.
Chan: But remember in the farmhouse where you heard me and Khamyra talking about my vision(quietly).

DMaster: He nods, reaches over and pulls half of your sweetbread and starts eating.

Chance: Chan: I had almost the same vision when I touched the child(quietly).

DMaster: WHIT: Whoa…
Eyes big as he is stuffing the bread in his mouth.
KHA: Oh, ok yeah. I vaguely remember you talking about that.

Chance: Chan: and somehow it was like she could tell I was the Champion(whispering)
Again shrugging my shoulders.
Chan: None of this shit comes with a manual. So we are flying blind half the time.

DMaster: Both of them sit there thinking.
KHA: That could explain WHY she was targeted, I don’t know exactly what she is but that can’t be a coincidence.
Gives you a slight look like, “uh oh.”

Chance: Smirk a little.
Chan: How the hell are we going to find them now? If the original kidnapping was a trap, what would this be? Another trap? That doesn’t make sense.

DMaster: Whitlock gets a huge smile on his face and looks at Khamyra. Without looking Khamyra holds out her hand. He takes an eaten apple out of his pouch and hands it to the elf.
KHA: Ewwww, you couldn’t find anything less… gross?
She looks at him intently.
WHIT: Oh yeah, duh.
He hands her a parchment, most likely a map.

Chance: chuckle a bit at that.

DMaster: He laughs.
WHIT: Sorry, it’s not like I could go through it with the City guard breathing down every ones back.

Chance: Chan: well at least it wasn’t orc bits or something.

DMaster: She gets up, looks around the cafe and heads to the back. Whitlock grabs her bean water and starts drinking it. It is an awkward few minutes with the multi-colored eyed ranger. A guy walks over to Whitlock and they exchange pleasantries which eases the awkwardness. Whitlock turns his attention back to you.
WHIT: I should be on my job right now, Luckily my “boss” is understanding, and knows Jaxton.

Chance: Chan: Could it be that you are a do-gooder perhaps?

DMaster: Smiles and looks down.
WHIT: Khamyra rubs off on me apparently…

Chance: Chan: I am guessing your “boss” is that blonde cougar?

DMaster: Whitlock takes a second, gives you a look and nods. Khamyra walks back over, hands the map to him. She then places the apple in his hand with some kind of force making it “splat.” She smirks.
KHA: There you go.
He opens the map and looks, looks confused and shrugs his shoulders.
WHIT: Uhhh KiKi, I know you had a rough week, but there is nothing here.
She nods.
KHA: Yup, either they are dead, cloaked or that apple core belonged to the maid.

Chance: Chan: just grand, more magic involved (whispering)

DMaster: Whitlock gives you a somewhat frustrated look.
WHIT: What did you think she was doing? Planting an apple tree?
Scoffs and puts the map back in his pocket, and stands up.
WHIT: Not much we can do right now, we have no leads.

Chance: look over at Khamyra and back at Whitlock,
Chan: well with no leads that doesn’t help much, as much as I want to find the child,

DMaster: WHIT: Where are you guys heading to?
Khamyra grabs her bean water and looks at it empty,
KHA: Dammit Whitlock!

Chance: Slide mine over to Khamyra.
Chan: finish mine I wasn’t really thirsty anyways.

DMaster: She smiles and takes a gulp of it.
KHA: Where are we heading to?

Chance: Chan: Clan Lands or did you forget already.
smirking at her.
Chan: Little Bridge is where we are headed.

DMaster: WHIT: Heading south, oh great, the Clan Lands huh?
Khamyra nods as she pushes in her chair, looking over to you.
KHA: Did you want to try and help them or head south to Little Bridge?

Chance: Chan: as much as I wanna help I think we should head to Little Bridge, with no leads here not sure what we could do to help.

DMaster: She nods in agreement.
KHA: If we are not to far off when we finish, we can swing back around before heading back to Camerondale.

Chance: Chan: Yeah, what she said.

DMaster: He nods, Whitlock walks around and hugs Khamyra.
WHIT: Be careful ok?
She nods and hugs him back. He looks at you.
WHIT: Please hold on to your sword.

Chance: Slowly stand with an annoyed look on my face.
Chan: Can you not go five minutes without being a douchebag perhaps?
shoot him a look.

DMaster: He lifts his eyebrow and shrugs his shoulders with a smirk. You get the idea he only did that in Jest. Then you two leave the cafe and head for the stables. Your horses are fully packed and ready to go, courtesy of Wyz.

Chance: smiling as I see that

DMaster: Khamyra pulls out the map and looks it over
KHA: Just a straight shot south, on a well patrolled… well I hope a well patrolled road
She looks around
KHA: It’s about 10am, We can get there by sunken sun hopefully if the weather holds out.

Chance: Chan: well I hope it’s well patrolled, just once I would like things to go a little more smoothly

DMaster: She stops and gives you a scolding look
KHA: Dammit Chance you just jinxed us.
She jumps up on her horse and trots out of the pen.

Chance: climb up on Toby and trot him out of the pen as well.

DMaster: In the distance you can see an overturned wagon and people around it.
KHA: Dammit Chance… UGGG!

Chance: Shaking head.
Chan: shush already, let’s go see what’s going on.

DMaster: KHA: I think there is a robbery in progress here.
She jumps off her horse and puts the reins on a thin tree.
KHA: 3 robbers, 2 victims I think.

Chance: Hop off mine and do the same. Then pull out my sword and new dagger.

DMaster: KHA: The wagon looks beat.
Khamyra looks over to you.
KHA: Lets go.
You two approach them. One bandit has a weapon up to what looks like a merchant, another is standing next to him, and sees you coming . The last one is hyped, jumping around and yelling a bit.

Chance: gripping both my weapons tight as we get closer to the robbers.

DMaster: BAN2: We have company.
He pulls out two metal axes and starts to twirl them. The one hopping around.
BAN3: Whoooaaa… I get the girl, yeah hehehehe YEAH!
He pulls out his two handed sword . The other merchant looks to be face down a little from the wagon. The horse seems to have ran into the brush.
BAN2: This does not concern you travelers, keep on walking.

Chance: Chan: that is where you are most wrong.

DMaster: The third bandit looks to be drooling on himself, acting like he drank a vat of bean water.
BAN3: Yeah Fretter, yeah fretter can I kill them now?
The second bandit glances behind and then back to you.
BAN2: Seriously, get lost. You don’t want any part of this psycho.

Chance: Chan: that is not gonna happen.
as I get in a stance.

DMaster: He shrugs his shoulders and points at the two of you , the third bandit eyes get real big and runs at you.

Battle Written Out

The psychotic bandit, dressed in ragged leather armor, dirt on his face, dried blood on his two handed sword sprints for the tall quarter elf. About half way there, he sees the beautiful Onyx Elf, throws some sand in the air, traces a symbol and says “Ophelan”… the soft glow of the symbol fades and the psycho bandit is frozen, eyes wide, spit flying… all just sitting there like someone hit pause.

Chance gets a sly smirk on his face and slashes the crazy bandit right across his throat, chest and stomach. Blood looks like it wants to come out, but it still sits there in suspension. Khamyra’s eyes flickering with power, her hand just keeping it trained on the bandit.

The other two bandits’ eyes grow big and yell “Nooo! What the fuck!” The one threatening the merchant, pulls a crossbow out and shoots hitting Chance in the ribcage. THOCK, the Champion winces in pain a bit.

Khamyra sees that the held Bandit wasn’t quite dead yet, and even though her instinct is to show mercy, she did not think this one was to be reasoned with. She slashes her assassin blade across his face. Seconds later his movement kicks in, blood, spit and a yell rush out. He flies past the two landing face first onto the cobblestone pavement with a heavy thud.

The second bandit, trailing the psycho comes twirling a half pole arm, half sword around and brings it down hard against Chance. The Champion sidesteps it, but not quite enough as it slices him like thanksgiving turkey. Skin and blood fall.

Khamyra glances over to her lover and is confused. ‘Why would he not be changing into the Champion form? Risk getting severely injured or getting killed’ she thinks to herself. She quickly shakes herself out of that line of thought and refocuses on the battle.

Now with both hands free, she uses them both on her assassin’s blade and slashes downward on the Bandit. The enemy was not looking at her, and did not get a chance to avoid the attack. The blade sinks in through the back of the rib cage into the hipbone.

The now injured Bandit quickly responds with an upwards slash to catch the dark elf off guard but she is ready, pulling back just enough to avoid the slash. He curses loudly as blood pours out and pain starts to overtake him.

Chance uses his other hand, the new dagger, and slashes at him. He misjudged the distance and completely missed the bandit. ‘Well at least I am still holding on to the dagger’ he muses to himself thinking of the asshat Whitlock.

The merchant getting threatened has run off into some brush, the first bandit reloaded his crossbow, witnessed the events in front of him and pretty much said “fuck this” turns and runs down the road.

Before the last bandit could do anything, Khamyra puts her blade up to his throat and stares him down. “Drop your weapon, now” she says with some authority. Chance then brings his weapon up to the back of his neck giving him a look.

The Bandit complies and drops the pole arm. He slowly collapses from the pain and loss of blood anyways. She looks around, “hun, grab me some of that rope from the overturned cart” asking the Champion. He runs over, grabs it and brings it back to her where she ties him up, despite him falling unconscious.

Back To Turn Base

Chance: I will go check the other merchant face down.

DMaster: It looks to be a female, dressed in modest clothes, looks like she was thrown from the wagon. You lean down and check her mouth and she is breathing. Turning her over she has a big gash on her head and swelling on her cheek. You can hear whimpering coming from some brush about 30 feet from you.

Chance: Put something under the woman’s head, lay her down softly. Walk over to the brush, looking.
Chan: it’s okay you can come out now, no one here is gonna hurt you.

DMaster: The man steps out cowering.
MAN: Take whatever you want just don’t hurt me or my wife…
he says looking down afraid.

Chance: Chan: I promise you we aren’t gonna hurt you or your wife.
put my weapons down to my side and smile.

DMaster: Khamyra is looking the woman over.
KHA: Gash on her head, she is out cold.
MAN: Yeah we hit something, the horse freaked and the cart crashed, flipped.
You hear horses in the distance.
KHA: We got company Chance.

Chance: turn my head back around as I look back.

DMaster: 2 guards on a horse from Clovendale show up and unhorse. They engage you and Khamyra and after a few minutes they realize you saved the two merchants and caught / killed 2 of 3 bandits they have been after for a long time. They tell you to go back to Clovendale, speak with the captain and claim your reward.

Chance: Sweet, head back and get that 5 PP!

DMaster: Khamyra stands at her horse staring at you.
KHA: Chance… can you heal yourself already?
She looks disappointed and worried.

Chance: Look down at my rib cage and my side.
Chan: Oh yeah.
Hide behind Toby, take off the necklace, heal myself.

DMaster: She hops on her horse with a blank look on her face and when you mount, both of you ride into Clovendale. You find your way to the stronghold, talk to the captain and he comes back with a pouch with 4PP and 5GP. He thanks you and you exit the stronghold.

Chance: nod to them and smile.
Chan: come on Khamyra let’s go.

DMaster: you two head back out.
KHA: Well we won’t make it to Little Bridge by sunken sun, but there are plenty of little shit towns along the way or we can stay in Clovendale.

Chance: Chan: Let’s stay in Clovendale another night.

DMaster: She nods and looks around the northern section of the city, it’s somewhat ritzy.
Your shirt is ripped and a hole in it where the bolt went through.
KHA: We’ll find an inn and stay there, now that we have some extra coin.
Which she took since she was broke.

Chance: That’s fine, I have enough.
Chan: let’s go find an Inn then.

DMaster: You two find one, she glances up “The Royal Cats” Inn.
KHA: Good enough for me
you two walk in, go to the counter, they frown a bit seeing you, but you get a room for 2 gold.

Chance: walk to our room smirking a bit.
Chan: well it’s nothing like Ennala’s but it will do.

DMaster: She walks into the room, throws her bag across the floor. Sighes and puts her sword on the bed. She looks a bit upset.

Chance: Chan: hun what’s wrong?
looking over to her, closing the door.

DMaster: She shakes her head..
KHA: I can’t figure you out, one time you transform, fast, powerful, ripping off limbs, the next you are walking around with gaping wounds without realizing I because you decided not to change; for a reason I am yet to understand.
She sits on the edge of the bed.
KHA: It’s scary. I don’t know which Chance I am going to get, and what he is going to do.

Chance: looking down shaking my head then walk over to her, lean down and touch her chin.
Chan: well I would hope you want both Chance’s, I am still learning and growing

DMaster: She moves away from your touch annoyed.
KHA: Not in battle.
She stands up suddenly.
KHA: Not in BATTLE! No offense I want nothing to do with “Chance” in battle really… I need the Champion. We did good this time, but I was floored that you didn’t change over. Do I have to remind you every time?

Chance: Backing off a bit, sigh a bit hearing that.
Chan: no you don’t

DMaster: You two stand for an awkward minute.
KHA: Sorry, I just need some air, i’ll be back in a bit.
she walks out the door.

Chance: Realizing, yet again, she is right. Sit on the bed in a bit of defeat. Then walk to the window, look out.

DMaster: Overcast, but it’s holding off on rain, its humid and warm.

Chance: Change my clothes.

DMaster: You dig through and you have a different top. Khamyra eventually makes her way back to the room.

Chance: looking out the window as she comes back in.

DMaster: She walks up and hugs you from behind.
KHA: I am sorry. I didn’t mean to be so harsh. I have been tasked to keep you safe, and I have to tell you it’s an incredible responsibility. Add on top of it all, I love you, it can be overwhelming sometimes.

Chance: Chan: no it’s me who is sorry it’s just every time I frenzy I am scared I am gonna lose complete control, never to return and hurt someone I shouldn’t. I am… well, not in control when I get like that. So I feel like I need to play it safe sometimes.
sighing rubbing her arm.

DMaster: KHA: But you don’t always frenzy, I have only seen you do that in extreme cases, the isle and the orcs after that owlbear display.

Chance: Chan: still it’s a part that scares me.
turn and face her, touching her hands.
Chan: I guess we both have a lot on our plates. I love you so much and because of me being afraid look what happened.

DMaster: She takes your hand and leads you to the bed.
KHA: After this little journey, we need to start training, getting you under control.
She leans in and kisses you.

Chance: kiss her back.

DMaster: You and Khamyra share the moment, then head out to grab an early dinner, it was delicious for another 1 gold 5 silver. You walk around and eventually make it back to the room, pull the blinds have some crazy awesome sex and fall asleep.

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Starlay (Sunday) 5:00 AM

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DMaster: Not bad, a good 6 hours. Wake up around 5am. You are woken up by driving rain and thunder. Khamyra is looking out the window
KHA: Great. Just great. Another delay.
She laughs in frustration.

Chance: get up and wrap my arms around her.
Chan: well can’t say it’s been nothing but eventful (chuckling).

DMaster: She has a shirt on but nothing else, her butt is hanging out. You come to attention and both of you make love at the window, bending her over, thunder roaring around, lightning, and with your light show is disorientating. You two end up on the floor sprawled across it.
KHA: Damn we’re good.

Chance: pull her close when we are done.

DMaster: Khamyra gets on her elbow.
KHA: Ok, let’s get a bath, hopefully the storm will blow itself out, lets try and get to Little Bridge.

Chance: nod my head, walk to the bath area and get cleaned up .

DMaster: It’s about 11 am right now.
KHA: We can stay at a “shit” town if we don’t make it all the way .
You gather your items after getting clean and you had to pay another 1 gold because you stayed too long.

Chance: pay the gold and then head to the horses.

DMaster: You head out again. The first four hours go by uneventful, you pass by the big blood stain on the road and both of you smirk. Pass by some travelers, merchants some guards and find your way to a small village on the banks of the river called Leek Wooton.
KHA: Speaking of leek, I’ll hit the Inn and we can tinkle and grab some food.

Chance: nod head, ignoring the pun and walk to the Inn. Go outback and tinkle and wait for her to come back as I find a table.

DMaster: ok you two eat and then head back out, it’s actually not too humid, but it’s warm. Mostly cloudy around 80. It’s about 4pm.

Chance: Chan: damn I leave the Isle and we get warm weather here.
smirking as we ride.

DMaster: KHA: Its summer goof and we are heading south.
Ok, you are riding, the sun is setting, you see the sunlight play around the openings in the clouds. You make it to Little Bridge.

Chance: looking around as we make it to Little Bridge and look for the stable.

DMaster: KHA: Little bridge is a crossing of the river, so it’s a decent size, there will be some ruffians here so let’s keep it close to the vest.

Chance: Chan: well you know more about the place then me so I am following your lead.
as I nod my head.

DMaster: She shrugs her shoulders.
KHA: Just what Whitlock told me.
You two look over the town, and you find two competing Inn’s. One called the White Fiddle the other is called the Itchy Camel. Khamyra joked about that name, reminding of scratching her vagina. They opt for the white fiddle. You eat, get a room, make love, fall asleep. You spent 4 sp for the dinner, room and breakfast. You step outside; lots of clouds, warm, low humidity and higher winds.
KHA: So the path gets a little more fuzzy from here.

Chance: Chan: time to go hunt us a welf is it?

DMaster: KHA: We make our way to a town called Uisge-Labhair.
Looks confused.
KHA: Say that ten times fast.
Scoffs and laughs.
KHA: I am sure we will meet up with some patrols, so who knows what is going to happen. I don’t believe they will hostile.

Chance: Chan: Hun I wouldn’t even attempt to say it once.
Time to give her a confidence boost.
Chan: it’s time I put my fears aside.
look over to her and give her a small smile.
Chan: you need someone who is sure of themselves and not scared that time is over starting now.

DMaster: She looks over to you and smiles but you think she is just trying to support you… but is still worried.

Chance: walk over and give her ass a swat.
Chan: come on let’s get going

DMaster: she straightens right up an
KHA: YOW! Excuse you?
you two jump on the horses and head out. Riding for an hour or two and it’s a welcome change, hills start to form, a few lakes here and there, more trees.
KHA: WE are most definitely on clan lands now, but whose I do not know

Chance: I’m trying to roll goddammit.

DMaster: DM: His dice roller goes offline, LOL.
You follow the path, you see houses in the distance, it’s very nice with the trees, lots of green and the road is kept up pretty good.

Chance: Stay focused as we ride not getting distracted.

DMaster: ok you reach a small village, pretty much 100% elf.
KHA: I am going to stick out like a sore thumb, but we need to give our horses a rest and we need to eat and tinkle.

Chance: Chan: you stick out like a sore thumb just look at me.
Glance at her smirking.

DMaster: She glances at you.
KHA: You are like twice their height, great.
She laughs. You look for a place to eat and go into an inn called “The shaking branch” You get something to eat, and all eyes are on you

Chance: looking around a bit and then go back to eating my food.

DMaster: you pay 4 silver then leave. Still no one approaches you. You jump on the horse.
KHA: It’s only about 2 hours I think, and it’s 1PM.

Chance: Chan: well let’s keep riding all those eyes on me made me a bit uneasy.

DMaster: you ride and you hit Uisge-Labhair, it’s a decent size . You are now in some thicker forest, rivers, lakes. You settle your horses and head in, only to get intercepted by some scouts.
SCO: Aye travelers, what can we help you with?

Chance: Chan: just passing through.
looking at the scout.

DMaster: Khamyra gives you a confused and annoyed look.
KHA: We are here looking to meet with someone.

Chance: shaking head.

DMaster: SCO: Oh? We might know them, it’s not a big town.
KHA: A man named Malik?
The scouts exchange glances and look back at you.
GUA: Why would you want to be speaking with that… thing?

Chance: Chan: well it’s very important we speak with that….thing as you call him? Can we talk to your superior?

DMaster: DM: Charisma check made.
They shrug their shoulders.
SCO: He comes and goes, but we like him more gone, not sure where he stays otherwise.
The other guard looks at you two.
SCO: He hangs out at the tavern all the time, but he got in a scrape last night so he’s not allowed in town for a while.

Chance: Chan: well if he weren’t allowed in town any idea where he would likely be?

DMaster: KHA: Chance, he already said he’s not sure.
she gives you a shut the fuck up look.

Chance: shrug shoulders.

DMaster: KHA: We just need to find some food and rest for a bit.
SCO: Of course.
you two put your horses in their stables and head into town, it’s different, lots of green and trees, it’s actually gorgeous.

Chance: looking around as we are headed into town.

DMaster: She tugs at your shirt.
KHA: I see I have erratic mind off wandering Chance today. What’s wrong with you? We needed information not to piss off the local scouts.

Chance: Shrug.
Chan: What? I was just asking questions.

DMaster: KHA: Keep a lid on it for a while ok?
You make it to a pub, and it doesn’t have a name.
KHA: Bold move, no name.
Walk in and get some food.
Everyones eyes are on you.

Chance: Not saying a word, not looking at her. Just shut it like she asked.

DMaster: you had to duck to get in.

Chance: sure I am gonna get some looks as I duck down coming in, find a spot to sit. Trying to ignore the eyes on me.

DMaster: More eyes on Khamyra, it’s not everyday an Onyx Elf is around. Her dark skin is such a contrast. You two grab some food, 1sp sit and eat. You two walk around, enjoy the beautiful town and find yourself back to the Pub after a few hours of going over ideas. Sitting down, you order some spiced potatoes and two mugs of elven pilsner. After finishing it a servant walks over to you.
SER: Care for anything else?

Chance: Shake my head, look over to Khamyra.

DMaster: she shakes her head as she takes a sip of her pilsner. He nods, grabs a plate, whispers something and walks away. Her eyes grow big and looks at you.

Chance: look at her seeing her eyes grow big.

DMaster: She leans over to you, kisses you on the cheek, a little surge.
KHA: I’ll be right back.

Chance: Look a bit worried but lean back and take a drink.

DMaster: She walks out, turns to the right and around the corner. After a few minutes she walks back in and sits down. She takes a drink, and slides you a parchment. You look at it and it’s a crude map.

Chance: shaking my head, it’s like a 5 year old wrote it with crayons.
Chan: Ok. What is this?

DMaster: She looks over to you and smiles.
KHA: A map. Hello? We wait for a bit then take off, I am not sure we can follow this. We will just have to go in the general direction.
You can’t make much out of it either.

Chance: Chan: guess we just go in the general direction.
shaking head at the map.

DMaster: You two head back into the inn, grab a brew and sit and wait, it’s about 4:30-5:00 and you two leave and go for your horses.

Chance: head to the horse, hop on Toby and lead him out and then head in the general direction.

DMaster: You two ride for a while, and eventually hit a spot where you have to get off the horse.
KHA: Dammit, we’ll have to leave our horses here, the forest is too thick.

Chance: nod head.

DMaster: You lead the horse in far enough away from the smaller road, and tie them up.

Chance: then start again with figuring out the map.

DMaster: Both of you figure a way and walk it, you are coming to a clearing.

Chance: hand close to sword as we hit the clearing, looking around.

DMaster: Three elves are standing there waiting, two of them are heavily armed rangers with some impressive bows. Rivka stands in between them looking around but mostly in your direction.

Chance: looking them over.

DMaster: KHA: (quietly) who the hell is that?
They already know you are there they could hear you hundreds of yards away.

Chance: Chan: Rivka Ravanala.
Walk into the clearing.
Chan: M’lady a pleasure to see you again.
bow a bit seeing her.

DMaster: Khamyra is taken back a bit that you just waltzed into the clearing. Rivka’s eyes get big and She smiles real wide. The two men, walk in front of her for a second.
MEN: Is this him?
She nods, then they bow to you, and she walks past them to you.
RIV: M’Lord
She kneels.

Chance: Chan: Khamyra meet Rivka Ravanala.
smiling big as Rivka kneels to me, gently grabbing her shoulders bringing her up.
Chan: come come no kneeling to me, we are in this together.

DMaster: Khymara then bows as well.
DM: everyone bowing, bow wow yiippy kiyaaaa.

Chance: Chan: Rivka I am pleasantly surprised to see a friendly face.

DMaster: RIV: I was shocked to hear you were close by, word gets around quickly especially when it s a giant half elf and an onyx elf.

Chance: Chan: I’m quarter Augustian, but understood.
Smiling back at her.

DMaster: The one guard looks uneasy.
GUA: M’Lady, it’s not wise to linger here.
RIV: This is not my land, its disputed territory, between us and the Lazzier clan.
KHA: Novies clan.

Chance: Chan: well we definitely don’t need any more problems.

DMaster: RIV: Why are you here M’Lord?

Chance: Chan: we are trying to track down a welf called Malik.

DMaster: She looks surprised at first then perplexed.
RIV: I have never heard of Malik,
She looks at her guards and they just look at her, one shrugs their shoulders.

Chance: Chan: he has something or information we need, hence why I am here.

DMaster: Changing the subject quickly, Rivka looks to you. This makes Khamyra grunt a little.
RIV: You are a long way from home.
The two guards grab their bows and string them, Khamyra unsheathes her sword and looks around. The brush surrounding the clearing, and the trees start to rustle and shake.

Chance: hand near my sword immediately and other goes towards my necklace as I look around.

DMaster: Rivka grabs her silver scimitars and twirls them around.
KHA: Eyes in the trees in the brush.
The one guard sniffs.
GUA: Blasted, Kobolds.

Chance: Take the necklace off as I let the power flow and pull my sword out.

DMaster: KHA: Oh nice, Forest Kobolds, notoriously hard to fight they stay hidden. Here I thought we could pick flowers and sing Faery songs…
Rivka stops and looks at you with wide eyes and a smile watching you transform.
GUA: Your grace!
She snaps out of it and you five congregate in the center of the clearing . A larger Kobold comes out, shield on one arm, dressed in green. Both guards recognize him.
GUA: Vruc Emberwound son of a bitch, tired of wrestling tree snakes?
VRU: ahhhh hahahah yeah, they tasty.
You can see some eyes in the trees and brush reflect some of your power.
VRU: Who is the pretty lighted one?
He looks at you.

Chance: giving the kobold an evil grin.
Chan: Pretty? Hear that Khamyra… I’m pretty!
Snarl with a giggle.
Chan: Want to know, why don’t you come find out!

DMaster: He smiles real big.
RIV: That’s Vruc? Great…
VRU: Heard of me aye? My strength? My power? My dashing good looks?
KHA: Your smell?
The two guards spit a bit with a chuckle, His eyes turn to slits.
RIV: What do you want Vruk?
VRU: Usual, money, power, women.

Chance: letting some anger build up in me as my eyes turn to slits.

DMaster: VRU: You can all come with me now, or you can all die right now.
KHA: Where?
VRU: hahahahhaha my dungeon.
GUA: You don’t have a dungeon you idiot.
VRU: Well I could have, you don’t know.
He gets frustrated.
VRU: Not come, fine… die then.
He backs up.
VRU: Attack!!!!

Chance: focus more of my anger and rage inward.

DMaster: This enemy is difficult, you can’t see them really, they are in and around the trees. They all get the first surprise attack then we roll for initiative, they have slingshots doing 1d4 of damage. Sharp stones are being flung at you with great force.

Chance: Try to dodge all I can.

DMaster: (An hour and a half of battle removed)
The party continues to get pelted with stones, each one of them has wounds, blood, bruises on them. The guards have picked off 5 kobolds, Rivka 3 kobolds. Khamyra cast an illumination spell that lit up the darker parts of the area. Chance all but killed Vruc.
(After 6 exchanges of fire)
You hear mass wrestling through the trees and brush, the Kobolds all run for it. Khamyra’s spell was all but finished anyways, you grab hold of Vruc

Chance: grab hold of him and do something I haven’t been known to do yet, but am gonna do starting as of right now, cause him some pain as I give him a evil look

DMaster: The Kobold gives you a look and shrieks. The guards are looking through the trees, Rivka walks over wiping blood off her. Khamyra is also keeping an eye on the woods.
RIV: Vruc, how did you even know we were here, are you following me?

Chance: cause him a little more pain.
Chan: she asked you a question filth.

DMaster: He yelps, suddenly bursting into the clearing is more of Ravanala guards. You all look up and over to them. Vruc lets out a cackle.

Chance: Shake Vruc again, get him to stop cackling.

DMaster: VRU: Malik sends his regards, hahahahahha.
He unlatches his armor, you lose grip, the armor is left in your hands… he scrambles into the forest.