First Five Begins Here

Khamyra skittering to a halt and dropping to her knees she reaches for her mother. The fallen woman is motionless. She puts her hand across her mother’s mouth, it is still, it is cold… tears begin to form, panic overtakes the Warlock.

“Vel! Vel! She is not breathing, get over here!” the younger Onyx Elf yells glancing over to the Priestess only to see her on all fours, blood, sweat dripping off her, and Hamza next to her talking.

Khamyra’s eyes bulge and a wave of pure terror washes over her. Her mother is dead; that thought makes her body go numb and her heart is beating out of her chest.

“I got nothing left hun, I am so sorry,” the Priestess says not knowing what she really could have done otherwise.

Khamyra falls back on her butt, eyes huge, covering her mouth looking at her mother, dead, just 5 feet from her. She is stunned and she can feel her heart breaking. The Warlock looks to see her laying against an old altar to a long forgotten god.

She glances up to see Chance and he has no expression on his face. He walks to the fallen woman, kneels down and puts his hands on her mother.

Suddenly Khamyra’s heart soars remembering the Champion has this power, and her eyes grow, now scrambling to her knees.

Everyone in the chamber covers their eyes, as the quarter elf explodes with light and he grunts loudly. Everyone can feel the power. It is overwhelming.

All that Chance remembers is knowing he had to heal or resurrect her. His mind starts to turn; It has only been a minute so that should be well within the time needed. A sudden stillness washes over him, she will return to us, he says to himself. It was the only thing on his mind, and in his heart.

He feels power just tear through him, almost painful. Much like the other resurrections, visions hit him. Usually they are non-descript, but this time he is like floating watching memories happen.

Khamyra as a child running into Kerenza’s loving arms, both smiling and embracing. The Onyx elf grows up, getting tough love from her mother. Arguments and growing tension between the mother and daughter. The feeling of desertion and emptiness. Then the last one that gives the Champion an overwhelming feeling of despair, he watches as a younger Khamyra, standing in the rain staring back to a house with lights on.

Then everything fades to black for the Champion.

Velencia’s eyes finally adjust and smirks, a bit of jealousy washes over her seeing the Champion do his thing.

She is furious that she is in this condition and was caught off guard by these events too.

Hamza was kneeling towards the Champion, head down praying to Finster.

Chance topples over, out cold.

Khamyra reaches for her mother and she knew instantly she was breathing again, she felt warmth.

The Warlock brings her mother in close and begins to ball. Rocking back and forth, cradling her. The chamber is silent except the sounds of Khamyra sobbing with her mother in her arms.

Hamza knows it, feels the danger and looks back to the Priestess who is struggling to get to her feet.

“I know, I know, we have to get out of here, now,” the Priestess sputters, glancing at the Tempest, nodding her head. “I can feel it to, a presence I don’t want to meet right now…”

Hamza stands and quickly makes his way to Chance, grabs him under the arms and starts to pull, “we do have to leave, and from my gut feeling we have to do it now. This… this battle was just the start, it could get a lot worse, and quickly.”

Velencia stumbles over to Khamyra, “hun, we have to go, like now.”

The Onyx Elf looks up, tears streaming down her face, she nods her head.

The Warlock stands, grabs her mother and she winces, feeling the injuries she sustained in the battle.

Khamyra starts to carry her. It was not easy but she gathered as much strength as she could muster and she started across the floor.

The Priestess has barely enough strength to grab the two Death Priests staff’s she found in the room. The group makes their way out of the Chamber and now audible noises are coming from the back of this temple area, presumably more enemies finding out what all the noise was about.

Velencia closes the doors and then pins up a staff against them in a way to hold them tight, even for a short time. She mumbles something about losing her light staff. She has one of the Death Priests weapons and she was more curious to see what it is made of, so she grabbed that one instead.

The walk up the stairs was tough but they made it, and now they can hear more noises behind them. A door getting pushed against, and then a crack sound. It made them all look back and hasten their departure.

“They are through the door, so whatever that sound was, came from something corporeal, I believe,” the Priestess says, surmising as they are passed the crossroads and just about to the smelly entrance.

Hamza, leading the way, rushes to the stairs and dumps off Chance. Then turns quickly, with frantic eyes he races for Khamyra much to her surprise. He is reaching out for her mother.

“I got her Warlock, get that door locked,” he says, taking the unconscious woman from her, knowing she has a spell to get the door secured.

She nods, turns and races for the door. She quickly closes it and performs her knock spell. A loud “ka-shing” sound is heard. Then she stops a moment, takes a deep breath. With magic returning it is easier to tell if she has the mana to cast a spell. She nods to herself, and knows she has just enough for a warding spell.

Khamyra digs in a pouch, throws something in the air, traces a symbol and whispers “divar” and a light purple wall erupts from the ground, across the door. The spell caster knows that will help to protect the door from whatever is trying to get them. Hopefully to the non-corporeal too. She takes a deep breath knowing that was it, she has no mana left.

Turning, she walks to the group. Velencia looks to the Onyx Elf and sees she is in some pain, physical pain that is. Blood that has come from the mouth, still trickling a bit, pieces of the death priest still on her and in her hair. But the Priestess could not move much right now, her strength was sapped and she wasn’t feeling too hot.

As Khamyra looks around she sees Velencia is sprawled across the steps, still taking deep breaths, blood, dirt all about her, noticeable wounds, including across her cheek. Hamza is gently laying down Kerenza, by the rope ladder. Chance is crumpled at the foot of the stairs.

Hamza has ascended the ladder and above you can just barely hear him yelling for Shemrata and some guards. He is then back down in the entrance in a flash. He has short words with Velencia, knowing she hates being fawned over. The Priestess squeezes his shoulder and nods. The Tempest is now standing in between the door and the party, both his weapons drawn just in case.

Tears start to fall again for the Warlock and walks to her Fiance. She gets on her knees and she is pushing his hair out of his face. So many emotions overwhelm her, she just puts her head in her hands and starts to ball.

Velencia all but crawls over to her Warlock, puts her arm around her friend and holds her. It was a dual reason, one to comfort her, another to make sure her concentration doesn’t falter with the warding spell. The Priestess has just enough to heal her a little, seeing her in some distress.

After a minute, Khamyra has finally got herself under control, sitting on one of the steps, looking back at her warding spell and the ornate door. She is wiping her nose with her sleeve and drying her eyes as well.

“I thought I lost her, fuck… I did lose her for a minute. If it wasn’t for Chance… So many things I need to tell her…” the Warlock says, fragmented statements, kind of zoning out, “Goddam my pride…” she finishes, looking down.

After a minute, “I am done, Vel,” Khamyra says, looking out across the smelly cavern, in an almost trance.

Velencia who is sitting next to her, shakes her head, “I get it, but…”

The Onyx Elf gives her a fierce look, stares at Velencia and clenches her jaw. This stopped the Priestess in mid sentence.

Khamyra looks down for a moment, fidgeting with her hands.

“Just let us get to our wedding, ok?” she says, barely getting that out before some tears start to well up. “He deserves that.”

Velencia rubs the Warlocks back, listening and curious what she meant by that.

Khamyra looks next to her, the large quarter elf laying there. She rubs his shoulder a little, looking upon him lovingly knowing what he has gone through and in many ways, continues to go through.

“His mother abandoned him, his father never wanted anything to do with him. Chance was taken in by a wonderful woman and man. He then lost that father too,” Khamyra starts in, in between trying to keep the tears back, “then he lost his best friend, which almost destroyed him. He lost Morty, and I wasn’t sure he was going to come back from that.”

She has a tear or two falling down her face, looking out again. The Onyx Elf takes a shaky breath.

“But here he is, still ready to help, ready to fight and will do anything it takes to protect the people he loves… and even the ones he doesn’t,” she says giving the Priestess a glance, “he has such a pure soul… he deserves to be happy, he deserves this wedding, a day to look back on and smile.”

She dips her head and tears fall more now.

“He deserves so much more than this…” the Onyx Elf trails off, shaking her head, wiping a tear away.

After a few more minutes, Shemrata and a few Dark Clerics have descended and are now the buffer between the party and the warded entrance. Oddly enough nothing was heard at that door.

As they were starting to get ready to find a way up, they heard coughing and it made everyone jump.

Kerenza, who was laying by the rope ladder, with a shirt under her head, is coughing and starting to lean up.

“Mom!” Khamyra yells going to her, on her knees and grabbing her hand.

“What the hell… what the hell happened,” is all the older Onyx Elf could utter out of her mouth trying to get herself situated with a few shakes of her head.

Again, much to Khamyra’s sore eyes, more tears fall. Smiling at her mother and thanking Finster over and over again that she can still look into her mothers eyes. She leans in, gives her confused mother a huge hug and whispers, “I love you mom.”

Another few of Velencia’s people are getting into the chamber. Kerenza finally gets to her feet, she wobbles a bit and the Warlock and a guard catches her. The older Onyx elf glances over and sees Chance laying on the ground.

With an audible gasp, “oh my god! Chance, is he ok!?” She exclaims almost falling again wanting to go to the quarter elf.

“He is fine, he just over exerted himself back there,” Khamyra says, grabbing her mother a bit harder and guiding her to the harness now hanging next to the rope ladder.

After a short argument about “her being able to climb a rope ladder,” Kerenza concedes and is brought up through the hole with the harness.

Khamyra glances over, “Vel, hun, you able to make it?”

Velencia still sitting, staring out over the entrance area and the warded door, turns a bit and nods her head, “yeah, I’m good brown eyes, go make sure your mom is ok. We got chance here for you.”

Not wanting to take too long, the Warlock jumps on the rope and quickly ascends.

The Priestess moves over to the unconscious quarter elf, and she shoos a guard away who was waiting for the harness to come back down. She turns a bit towards the Champion, and just stares at him for a long minute.

“I never knew you went through so much in your life,” she says quietly towards the unconscious man, as memories of her past come filtering in too, “I guess we all have our demons in our past to face.”

She brushes off some dirt on Chance’s shoulder and looks over the big muscular man, in some badass armor.

“I don’t like you, and I don’t think I ever will, but just know this, you have my respect and when the time comes I will be right by your side fighting…” she finished kind of trailing off. “You love your kids and take damn good care of them. Hell, you love and take good care of Khamyra too, just don’t expect me to be asking you out to play darts or something…”

Then she kind of snaps out of it, scoffs a bit, and stands up, “ok? …chump.”

Velencia is not the kind to cry. She thinks of Khamyra just letting loose, and she could not blame her. But she doesn’t think she could do that, unless a serious circumstance existed.

In deep thought; The Priestess has only cried a handful of times since her teenage years. When she and Renata made up and became best friends again, but that was also caused by the quiet gem finally in their possession. Then with a smile she remembers the day Finster ascended and how amazing that was… she would cry a thousand times thinking of that.

The inked woman shakes it off as a guard is looking at her, “you ok Priestess?”

She gives him a fierce look, “no, I am being eaten by a devouring worm, what do you think?” she says sharply.

The Priestess makes her way to the rope and with some assistance, she makes it to the top.

Chance opens his eyes, feeling warm and comfortable, it is mostly silent and he smiles. He looks around the room.

It is ornate, tapestries, tables, dressers, bath, rugs and a soft smell of flowers. He smirks a bit, feeling how comfortable the bed he is in, and wondering if Khamyra was naked next to him.

He leans up and looks around better, and he sees Khamyra’s head, just above the bed level. She is sitting on the floor, next to him, leaning against this bit of furniture.

“Hun?” he says, only to choke a bit from dry mouth.

Khamyra’s eyes bulge and she stands up, sits next to him. A look he has not seen her give him before, at least not together. It was of pride, it was of love and it was of appreciation.

“How are you feeling?” she says, putting her hand in his.

The quarter elf pauses a moment, and ponders. “Hungry…” he says, giving her a look and smirk, “…and horny.”

The Warlock giggles, shakes her head and keeps giving him a look.

Then it kind of hits him, “oh! How is your mom?” he blurts out, remembering the ordeal in the temple.

A huge smile goes over her face, the Warlock responds, “she is fine. A bit freaked out, but she is just fine… thanks to you.”

Chance gets a warm feeling, he smiles and falls back down into the bed and utters, “good, good.”

Khamyra slides closer to him, her eyes starting to well up, “Chance…”

The Champion leans up again, giving his fiance a worried look. “Hun?”

She starts to cry, shaky breath and then Khamyra puts her forehead to his. “You gave me love, you gave me a home, you gave me two amazing children and now, you give my mother back to me… I don’t know how to show you how I feel, how much I love you.”

He takes her hand and Chance puts it to his chest that is now beating pretty good. “Feel that?”

Khamyra smiles softly and nods, looking into the Champion’s eyes.

“That,” he starts, then taking her hand and kissing it, “is you. The beat in my heart, the air in my lungs and the reason I am here. To say I love you? Just doesn’t seem strong enough anymore…”

By now, tears were pouring out of her eyes and she leans in and they embrace. Chance tears up a little, while the physically and emotionally exhausted Warlock balls, again.

After the tears stop, the noses are blown, the Champion is looking over his fiance.

She glances at him, tossing a handkerchief to the side, the exhaustion kicking in. “What is it?” she says knowing he wants to ask something.

He looks down, and shakes his head. “No, this is not the time,” Chance says.

Khamyra laughs a little, “it’s tempting, but I am not sure we should be knocking boots in this room… I mean…” she tries to finish and Chance interrupts her with a giggle.

Shaking his head, “no, not that, though I wouldn’t say no…” Chance says then pauses. “I saw something while I was resurrecting, and it was overwhelming. I don’t want to forget it, and I would like to know what it was about…”

Confused, the Onyx Elf turns fully to the Champion, “ok.”

“It was night, a complete downpour. You were looking at a house, lights on and you…” he starts giving her a look.

Khamyra’s eyes grow big, she sits there, still as she could be. Thinking to herself, I am so done with crying today, dammit. She looks to her Fiance, tilts her head, “you saw that?”

He nods, “In a vision when I was with your mom… I felt it too. It was overwhelming…” Chance continues, but stops seeing her look deteriorate.

“The night I left my family,” she says with a shaky voice, and yet more tears start down her cheek. “I thought I lost my family that night, I…” she sputters a bit, looking down tears falling and hitting the blanket.

Chance slides over and embraces her, “I am sorry hun, not the best time, I should have waited… but these visions sometimes are like dreams and I end up not remembering them later.”

“It was the worst day of my life…” she says, snuggling into the Champion, her eyes sore and itchy from crying, “even worse than the day I was killed.”

Velencia is sitting at her table out in the open air room, despite the humidity it has an unnatural crossbreeze and feels nice. Her elbows on the table, hands clasped and her eyes glossed over staring straight out. She can’t remember the last time she has felt this tired. Her wounds have been bound, and she dares not heal her cheek wound, it would leave a scar.

Her head snaps to one of the entrances and she sees the Warlock and Champion walk out hand in hand. She softly smiles, then looks back, wanting to just fall over and sleep.

“Vel? I thought you would be asleep by now,” Khamyra says, putting her hand on her shoulder.

The Priestess turns to them and her wound on her face is apparent.

Without hesitation, Chance starts to turn into his Champion form, walks over and looks at her. With almost a defeated expression Velencia looks up to him, gives him a blank stare and then looks down.

He puts his hand on her cheek and she grabs it quickly.

“Just the face, I fear you would be on the ground again if you tried to heal me completely,” she says softly, still not looking up.

Chance nods his head and he heals her face. The congealing wound quickly heals up and all that is left is some dirt and blood. Not without some crazy feelings flowing through the two of them.

Velencia then stands up, wobbles a bit and Chance catches her. She shrugs him off and takes a deep breath. “I have to rest, you can find your mother down there,” she pointed to another entrance / exit to the place. “It will be the third door on the right.”

With that, she starts to walk to another exit.

“Vel, hun, you ok?” Khamyra says with worry in her eyes.

The Priestess stops, only glances about half back, nods her head, then makes her way to the exit.

Khamyra and Chance exchange glances, eyebrows raised. Usually she is stoked after a fight, but this one, must have really got to her.

Kerenza is shooing a servant away, after the third time in an hour she was asked if she needed anything. The older Onyx elf slides a bit out of bed, and to the edge, dangles her feet out. She looks around the room and it is a 30 x 30 room, ornate fixings, tapestries, a big bath, a few tables, some with fruit and flowers, other with her weapons on, dressers and such. Underfoot is a luxurious rug, the bed is of the finest quality and the bedding is unbelievably soft.

“This room is worth more than everything me and my family owns, twice over,” she mumbles to herself.

A knock on the door generates a long loud sigh from Khamyra’s mother. “Oh my god, I am fine, just go do something useful!” she yells at the door.

The door creaks open a bit and Khamyra peers in, “OK, I guess I can go back home and change the twins drawers or something,” she says with a playful tone.

“Oh thank Animax,” she blurts out, climbing out of bed, then wobbling a bit, “can we please leave?”

Khamyra quickly gets over to her mother, takes her by the arm that she, of course, pulls away from. “I am fine, do I need to tattoo that on my forehead?”

The Warlock for a short second thought of being playful, but thinks twice seeing her mother annoyed and frustrated. She nods, “OK, mum, let’s go. We can take you back to the Inn.”

She stops and looks at the engaged couple, “not a word to anyone about this, I do not need anyone else fawning over me, understood?”

Chance quickly nods his head, looking on. Khamyra shakes her head, “I won’t volunteer information but I am not going to lie if for some reason they ask.”

“Fine, fine. Let’s just go,” Kerenza says with more frustration and motivation.

The Warlock turns and heads out the door and Chance is waiting for Kerenza to go in front.

Kerenza stops, takes the Champion’s hand and looks up to the tall man. Not a word was said but the understanding was there. Chance knew she didn’t want to make a big deal out of it, but she was very appreciative.

The Quarter elf gives her a soft smile, a nod of the head. She returns it, squeezes his hand a bit and walks off after her daughter.

The three of them leave the hidden compound, get on their horses and head back. Chance and Khamyra make a stop at “The Hungry Crow” Inn, on the opposite side of town to the One-Eyed Princess. They make sure she is in and safe, they head back to their house.

Upon entering the home, it is a bit quieter than before, only a few in the house, most out back talking with Dash and watching his bow skills.

After an exchange of pleasantries and avoiding the fact their mother is not there and back at the Inn, the entourage leaves.

It is now late afternoon, dinner is simmering on the stove. Chance is with the kids, playing and watching them laugh and giggle.

Khamyra finds her way to the well, goes to the opposite side to the house, leans in and slides down, letting her butt hit the ground. Her eyes hurt, she had a stomach ache from her crying and she was beyond exhausted. She looked out across her backyard, the blue sky making a few peaks out to see.

Her mind wanders, imagining the wedding, how it is going to look and where she will walk down the makeshift aisle. Khamyra wants to, but she doesn’t, she just can’t cry anymore… It’s been enough for the day.

She can hear someone walking out into the yard and is getting closer. She smiles, the foot fall is much too soft, it has to be my babe Novalee, she thinks to herself.

Novalee walks out to the backyard and peeks around the well with a smirk on her face. She offers Khamyra a mug.

“Thank you hun, but I am not in the mood for tea or beanwater,” Khamyra says, giving her a glance.

The blonde Lazzier Elf smiles, sits down next to her with two mugs in her hand, “good, because this is not beanwater,” she finishes, and again offers her the mug.

Smiling, the Warlock grabs it and takes a deep drink, thinking it was ale, only to almost spit it out realizing it was dwarven spirits. Her eyes bulge, and she swallows hard. Then she coughs and her cheeks get nice and rosy.

After a minute or so, Novalee looks at her. The Warlock takes a deep breath. “I lost my mom today,” she says looking down at the mug.

The blonde elf’s eyes bulge out of her head, “what? Wait, what?” she blurts out giving the Warlock quite a look.

The Onyx Elf is nodding her head slowly, “if it wasn’t for Chance, she would have been gone forever to me,” she finishes up, holding back the tears.

Khamyra goes on to explain what happened in the temple. Novalee hugs the Onyx elf and she welcomes it.

“Dinner is almost ready hun,” Novalee says, “then me and Sisse will take care of the kids the rest of the night, so you can get some sleep.”

“Thank you so much, Novie, I love you babe,” she says looking up to the now standing blonde elf.

Her face beams a big smile and says, “right back at you hun.” She turns and heads back in. As Khamyra hears the door open, she can hear her fiance ask her where she was.

Chance makes his way around the well. “Khamyra, you ok?”

The Warlock is standing, she gives her fiance a look, leans in and kisses him fiercely. “Hun, we have to talk…”

The DM and Player had a long conversation about the direction of the story arc.

Khamyra grabs the Champion’s hand and they walk to the sparse forest and go in, to get away from the house and to get some privacy.

“You know Velencia is going to be back asking us to help clear out that temple,” the Warlock says giving her fiance a sidewards glance.

He just nods his head, and is somewhat quiet. Chance looks around the forest, and then back to these beautiful brown eyes staring back at him. It instantly makes him smile. “Not us, love, you, she is asking you. I am just tagging along because I want to protect you.”

They move in a bit further stepping over a branch and avoiding a low hanging twig.

“No, I think she wants you there…” she stats only to see Chance in the corner of her eye shaking his head and a soft scoff coming from his mouth. Khamyra sinks her shoulders a bit, knowing he is right.

After a minute of wandering, Khamyra squats down and is looking at an odd looking flower, weed of sorts.

“Bottomline, we wait until after the wedding, and even then we have to be more prepared than we were…” Chance says in a somewhat disgusted tone.

Khamyra throws the flower down on the ground and stands up, “hun, we had no idea what was down there.”

Trying to avoid an argument, Chance just gives her a look, “let’s just say this and move on, I am not the smartest man, but even I knew that there was something not right down there. Hell she even said she had ‘bad vibes’.”

The Warlock nods her head and the two move on, walking a bit deeper into the brush and trees.

“So our wedding is set, we have got back almost all of our RSVP’s. The wedding will take place in our backyard, and I pray to Finster for good weather,” she says, having her eyes enlarged a bit thinking of what a mess it would be otherwise, “our reception will be at the One Eyed Princess. It just didn’t make sense to hold the reception in the backyard too when we could just walk 1 minute and have everything all done for us…”

Chance nods his head, with an approving look on his face.

It is quiet for a bit as they turn and start to head back.

“I think I might go ask the Black Ward to see if I can get my job back,” the Champion blurts out, not looking at Khamyra, walking forward.

She stops suddenly, and is staring at her Fiance. He can hear her let out a loud sigh.

The quarter elf turns and gives the Warlock a thoughtful look.

She is slowly nodding her head, “I can’t blame you, we have done what we had to do for Finster, and now it could be years before the talk of the Eve battle,” she says looking about the forest floor, some worry on her face. “Do you think they would take you back?”

Chance shrugs his shoulders, “never know. I want to spend as much time I can with you and the kiddo’s, but what is this power, this gift worth if it is not making this world a better and safer place?” He looks down a moment and thinks of how he missed the ward, “I mean the only time I would change over to the Champion is when I am changing their diapers…”

Khamyra lets out a chuckle and walks to her fiance, wraps her arms around him. He engulfs her, and kisses her on the top of the head.

“We better get back, dinner is almost ready and we do not want to piss off that little elf,” the Warlock says in a museful tone.

The Champion nods his head, eyes enlarged a bit, “yeah, I definitely don’t want to do that…”

Turn Base Starts Here

DMaster: The day goes on peacefully. It was fairly quiet, Chance and Khamyra hit the hay early after their ordeal. The Onyx elf has no issues going to sleep.

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Sagalay and Starlay

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DMaster: DM: Condensing. We decided to move this along. Saturday and Sunday both go bye without incident. No contact from Velencia either. Generally speaking, good time was had, time spent with the Kiddos and the house relaxes, especially on Sundalay. Khamyra visited Camerondale to talk with Cassie and the position. She brought home a boat load of stuff and has been going over it, a few items when their was a lul in the activities. The house goes to sleep, after a wonderful weekend.

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Monalay (Monday)

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DMaster: DM: Condensing. The morning starts out much like it always does. Sisse shows up and helps with the Kids. Late morning… You are leaning back chit chatting with Novalee. The underling at the door, opens it, sticks his head in.
UND: Rayven and River here to see Khamyra.

Chance: shaking my head as I look over to the underling, of course just Khamyra.
Chan: show them in please.
Cursing under my breath.

DMaster: They come in, and they seem coordinating, and not at each other’s throats. A bit more calm and organized. River looks to Rayven and nods
RAY: The Priestess would like to talk with Khamyra, at her earliest convenience.
Khamyra’s eyes bulge a little as she is helping Sisse wipe up some food off of Cralen.
KHA: I am a package deal, girls…
Glancing at you.

Chance: Look over to Khamyra and just slump my shoulders a bit.
Chan: I mean I don’t have too…

DMaster: Shakes her head, then looks back to the girls.
KHA: Tell her that ok? We will be with her shortly.
They nod, turn and walk out, Dash stood up and heads out quickly behind them.
DASH: River… got a second?
KHA: It was a solid 72 hours of peace though, my Fiance.

Chance: Can’t help but chuckle seeing dash head out behind them.
Chan: well hun, I guess it was quiet enough without her for a couple days. As much as I don’t want to go, we better or she will continue to pester us until the wedding.

DMaster: She nods,
KHA: I can only imagine…
You two go and get dressed, get geared up to a point and meet back down at the bottom floor ready to go.

Chance: Look over to Khamyra and smile.

DMaster: She nods and you two head out. It is a beautiful day, lower 80’s, mostly sunny with only a few puffy clouds to contend with and light winds. After about 30 minutes, you end up around the general area of Velencia’s compound. Then you see two people out in the fields of that flower that now grows.

Chance: Looking towards the two figures out in the fields as we approach.

DMaster: One is Velencia, the other, has to be Rawek, ragged robe and only about 4’10”.

Chance: Hop off Toby, wait to help Khamyra off her horse and then look for a spot to tie the horses up. Walk to my fiance, making sure to hold Khamyra’s hand as we approach Velencia.

DMaster: The High Priestess turns around as does Rawek as you approach. Velencia looks a little different, it is as though when she is in these fields she doesn’t dress like her usual hard-ass self. She is in a soft golden gown, modest for the most part, her hair down as much as it can be with only her necklace and of course, her Kukris by her side.
VEL: Hey.
She looks tired.

Chance: Eyes get a bit big seeing how she looks and give a sideways glance to Khamyra

DMaster: The bird man, smiles the best he can, nods his head.
RAW: Good day to you both, I will take my leave.
Khamyra waves a bit, still not 100% OK with that creature called Rawek.

Chance: Nod my head at Rawek as he goes to leave, and then look back at Velencia.

DMaster: VEL: Umm, I am not sure where to start.
She reaches into her satchel she has, and grabs 3 small vials, thin ones that resemble test tubes. Hands them to Khamyra.
VEL: Here hun, the first healing potions of the new magical age.
She smirks and chuckles.
VEL: Not very powerful, but it is our first run at them. Looks to heal simple wounds. (Cure light wounds 2d4+4)
KHA: Thanks. You… doing ok?
She says putting the vials in her belt pouch, giving the Priestess a deeper look.

Chance: I will kind of hang back a bit and let Khamyra talk to Velencia as I am looking at the flowers.

DMaster: It is a gorgeous site, the flowers, leading to higher tall green wheat, not yet ripe, to a powerful blue sky with puffy clouds
VEL: Yeah, tired. Been working hard on a few things. Rawek decided to ramp up his experiments… so he has been asking me for help.
The Priestess looks around the fields and sighs.

Chance: big smile goes to my face seeing all of this and then look back towards Khamyra and Velencia talking.

DMaster: KHA: Oh. You mean his… or him trying to, well…
She nods her head.
VEL: create his own legacy, yes yes.
KHA: …and?
She just gives her a smirk and a nod.
KHA: That little shitbird is smarter than you think. We might have done… a thing, or something. Too much to get into now.
Velencia says with a little chuckle.
KHA: You are kidding… really? When we have time I would like to ask how he did it…
Velencia shakes her head hard,
VEL: No. no you would not want to know, just be happy to see the results and not, the ordeal it took to get there.
She frowns a bit flicking a piece of a flower.

Chance: making my way back over now that I have taken in the sight of everything, still smiling a bit.

DMaster: VEL: Anyways, I find myself way more upset about not being their for your wedding, then I wanted to.
Khamyra rubs her arm a bit, the Priestess glances back to the Onyx Elf and smiles.
VEL: But instead of inventing yet another disguise or something more drastic. I would rather not take the chance and stay away.

Chance: Nod head in agreement

DMaster: VEL: I know, I know Chump. You are relieved…
She looks down and sighs.
VEL: Since I will not be able to be with you two for the wedding, I am hoping this Thursday you will indulge me in a nice elaborate dinner I want to throw for you, I’ll invite some of the rejects that can’t show their faces at your wedding.

Chance: Giving Khamyra a look before I look at Velencia.
Chan: how can we say no to a pre-rehearsel dinner?
Smirking a bit

DMaster: Khamyra looks back to you, smiles and then nods
KHA: We don’t have anything planned… but Wednesday, tomorrow, I have been invited to Luella’s and Trinities place in the City.
She rolls her eyes.
KHA: Wonder what THAT could be.

Chance: just chuckle and shake my head.

DMaster: VEL: So I am to expect you hung over?
Khamyra laughs, and shakes her head.
KHA: I’ll try not to get too lit, but I don’t know about him…
Thumbs in your direction.

Chance: Half change over to my Champion form.
Chan: I can probably avoid any serious hangover with my Champion form, so I’ll be good.
Change back to normal. Look at Velencia.
Chan: thank you for the kind thought, Priestess

DMaster: She just smiles softly, has a look of disgust and appreciation at the same time. Nods her head.
VEL: After the wedding, and if you don’t have any honeymoon plans, I will be asking you to assist me in clearing that goddam temple. We halted a lot of the construction, reports of apparitions and shadows deep in the hillside.
She grumbles, tightens her fist.
KHA: No, our Honeymoon plans are a ways off. Probably early next spring or something.

Chance: Nod head. Then sigh and look down a bit.
Chan: I know I am not the smartest, but might I suggest you make better preparations before even thinking about going back down there?

DMaster: Velencia shakes her head and chuckles.
VEL: We ALL know you are not the smartest man,
She says with a snark, then takes a deep breath, looks out over the beautiful landscape.
VEL: I would not go back down there again without being 100% ready. But that is also the reason why I am tired, between Rawek’s little egg hatchery, and the construction issues. I found some time to begin some amulet creating.
Giving you a side wards glance.
VEL: Amulets where you and Hamza won’t shit your drawers and run like 5 year olds.

Chance: Shoot her a look as my eyes turn to slits, trying to keep myself in check, straighten back up.
Chan: fair point, that did not sit well with me…

DMaster: VEL: You will have to attune yourself to it, it’s a whopper of a necklace. So you may have to maneuver other items if it is too many.
She pauses and thinks for a moment.
VEL: Hopefully I will get them made in time. I guess it is not super urgent… just want this temple built is all.

Chance: shaking my head giving Khamyra a look
Chan: well, magic is you and her’s department just give me something to swing at.
Backing off a bit
Chan: I will leave you two to talk more about this stuff, if you need me I will be by the horses.
Touching Khamyra’s shoulder and smiling.

DMaster: Khamyra shakes her head, giving you an odd look.
VEL: No chump, sorry to bore you.
The Priestess says with a scoff.
VEL: I am done for now, I will see you Thursday at 5-ish?
KHA: Sure thing babe.
The two hug for an extended time. You were heading for the horses already.

Chance: Just give Velencia a glance as I head back to the horses.

DMaster: You two head back to the horses and back home. DM: Condensing. The two get home and head inside and spend the rest of the day with friends, kids and good times. The house goes quiet and people sleep peacefully.

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Tuskalay (Tuesday)

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DMaster: DM: Condensing. The morning starts off well, everyone has a good breakfast some laughs watching the kids getting bigger, but still being their goofy selves. It is raining pretty good outside, dark clouds but it is quite warm and humid. You knew it even before you felt it, Khamyra grumbling.

Chance: I will grab some nice clothes, clean up, grab silent fate and head into Camerondale and the Black ward.

DMaster: Khamyra is giving you a look, as you descend the stairs. Something tells you to just go before talking with your Fiance. After a quick kiss on the cheek of the Onyx Elf, you ride in light rain with Toby, but make it fine, pay the copper, head into the City.

Chance: Head to the compound and make my way inside.

DMaster: The one guard recognizes you and lets you in. Its busy as always, people walking back and forth.

Chance: Looking around as I walk in. More precisely, looking around for Captain Harlow. If I don’t see her out on the floor will head to her office.

DMaster: A woman gets in your way, blonde hair, big smile. She is in a very professional dress, heavy on makeup and her hair up in a bun.
CYB: Our guards are getting lax… letting in this kind of riff raff!
She says in a chuckle

Chance: Look down to her with a playful smile.
Chan: Riff raff? What exactly is riff raff?
Chuckling a bit

DMaster: Elijah is walking by and you two warrior shake, he was heading out.
CYB: Who you looking for hun?

Chance: Smile at her.
Chan: I am looking for the Cap.

DMaster: CYB: As far as I know in her office.
She points.
CYB: You remember the way right?
Smirk on her face

Chance: Chan: I think I can find my way.
Smirk back at her.
Chan: thank you Cybil.
Then head to the Captain’s office.

DMaster: You knock, the door is open. You see her at her desk, writing something in a parchment

Chance: Chan: Captain, are you busy?
Peeking in the doorway.

DMaster: She glances up, smiles
HAR: Of course I am… but we can talk just the same.
She says with a smirk
HAR: Come on in, sit, close the door

Chance: I smile, close the door and grab a seat.

DMaster: She pushes the stuff away in front of her, grabs her bean water and takes a sip.

Chance: Chan: so Captain I was wondering if my position with the Ward is still available.

DMaster: She smiles a bit.
HAR: Well… I guess that depends on you.
She leans back, and has an inquisitive look on her face.

Chance: Chan: well, I am sure the eve of ascension may take years to come to fruition and I just can’t sit at home and do nothing till then. I still want to serve Camerondale whatever way I can. If you are worried about me using my powers, as long as I am in the ward, I will remember not to use them.

DMaster: She just has a deadpan stare at you, then lifts an eyebrow.

Chance: Looking down a bit fidget with my hands.
Chan: I am and will always be his champion I can’t deny that, but I missed the ward while I was away, as well it also gave me a purpose. I mean at least talk it over with the heads of the divisions before giving me a yes or no answer, please, it’s all I ask.

DMaster: She chuckles, smirk on her face.
HAR: Are you done with whatever the hell “that” was?

Chance: Smile, nod my head.
Chan: I guess I am done rambling.
Looking at her.

DMaster: She puts her mug down on her desk, looks at you. Opens her drawer, grabs something and tosses you a small black object.
HAR: Good, you can start Tuesday. Because we have a wedding to attend on Sunday, right?
Big smile across her face and a chuckle.

Chance: Catch it, a big smile goes to my face.
Chan: thank you! thank you! I really appreciate it, Captain

DMaster: HAR: You might not after what we put you through…
She says playfully, smiles and stands up.

Chance: Stand up and give her a warrior’s handshake. Then put on the ring.

DMaster: HAR: We can talk more about everything else on Tuesday… Unless you have honeymoon plans. But for now, just get to the armory to get your measurements down.
She returns the handshake.

Chance: Chan: No, pushing the honeymoon off a bit, I will, thank you so very much Captain

DMaster: She nods.
HAR: I can’t wait to see the look on all their faces.
She chuckles.

Chance: Chan: well me either, again thank you so much. I will see you at the wedding.
Make my way to the armory, smiling all the way there.

DMaster: You walk onto the floor, smiling. Seeing the place busy and active. Then…
KIL: Cybil, what is with security?
The large man booms out behind you.
CYB: I know, I know, they let anyone in I guess.

Chance: Chan: yeah, they will just let anyone in here won’t they?
Looking back at Killian and laughing.

DMaster: KIL: Good to see you, Kid.

Chance: Chan: You will be seeing more of me you big smelly lug.
Smirking at him.

DMaster: After a warriors shake he gives you a weird look, then grabs your hand. A huge smile washes across his face, eyes bulge.
KIL: You back?!?!

Chance: Turn and look at him.
Chan: Didn’t think you got rid of me that easy, why do you think I am wearing the ring?
Grinning even more.

DMaster: Suddenly you are getting bear hugged in the middle of the floor, everyone looking over.
CYB: Now now Killian, play nice.
Bastian runs to his door and peaks his head out.

Chance: Cough, red face.
Chan: Easy you big lug, don’t break me before my wedding.

DMaster: Bastian big smile on his face.
BAS: Did I just hear, what I think I heard?

Chance: Chan: and what did you think you just heard Master Witch?
Giving him a sidewards glance, eyes bulging from the big hug.
Chan: I think Killian was loud enough for everyone to hear, including the castle, Dukes Den and the docks!
Chuckle.

DMaster: He lets out a booming laugh, then lets you back down. Bastian comes over and gives you a handshake.
BAS: Welcome back… kid.
He says playfully, winks and chuckles

Chance: Shaking my head and smiling.
Chan: now he has gotten you calling me kid too?
Smirking, as I shake his hand.
Chan: It is good to be back I missed everyone, I better get to the armory before the Captain has my head.
Chuckling

DMaster: They all disperse and you head out, it has stopped raining for the most part.

Chance: Make my way to the armory, still smiling as I head there. Looking at the ring on my hand again

DMaster: You enter and there is a man who sees you and walks over, odd look on his face.
MAN: Umm, can I help you?
He is wiping his hands off on a towel, you can hear the people working in the back and there is a good 5-6 people doing various things.

Chance: Chan: I am here to get my measurements down for my armor for the Black Ward.

DMaster: MAN: Oh?
He sees the ring on your finger.
MAN: Division?

Chance: Chan: Rogue division, at least when I was with them last.

DMaster: He frowns a bit, takes your measurements. Nods his head.
MAN: Need your address.
You tell him 10 Everlyn Avenue, Grayshale. He glances up.
MAN: I’m sorry, did you say Grayshale?

Chance: Chan: yes, I live in Grayshale, is that a problem?
Giving him a look.

DMaster: MAN: You would be the only one living outside of the City of Camerondale.
Writing and shaking his head.

Chance: Chan: well that is where I live.

DMaster: MAN: It should be done by Friday, since you are new to the Ward we will deliver it all to the address.

Chance: Chan: Thank you so very much I will be sure someone is home to get the delivery.

DMaster: He nods his head and walks back.

Chance: Make my way back to the stables, glance towards the castle and smile a bit and then continue to Toby and ride home.

DMaster: As you ride up, there appears to be some activity at your home.

Chance: Hop off Toby as I approach my house.

DMaster: Two underlings come to you.
UND: You have guests…
They nod in respect, then get you to stop. Pointing at most of the front yard.
UND: Hold up, you can’t see them, but they are there… listen. I think they are cat like creatures that go invisible…

Chance: Stop and listen, look around.

DMaster: You can hear lots of breathing, even a growl or two. The underling guides you past them and to the door.

Chance: Look back, shrug my shoulders.
Chan: Thanks.
Make my way in.

DMaster: You enter and you see two, white as ghost people, armed to the teeth standing in the living room. Just like the group with Peenzoh.

Chance: Eyes get big seeing the people, as my hand instantly is near my sword. I am looking around the room.

DMaster: Khamyra is leaning against the staircase, with a “sure whatever” look on her face. Cullun is speaking with who you remember as Peenzoh. Novalee is brewing up some tea, keeping an eye on the one in the middle. Dash is like a deer in the headlights in the back, kind of overseeing everything.

Chance: Make my way over towards Cullun, still not taking my eyes off them.

DMaster: The two guards rush you, weapons drawn, babble something. Dash as quick as he is, gets in between.
DASH: Oh I don’t think so, you don’t want any part of that.
He thumbs to you, then looks at you.
DASH: Welcome back M’lord

Chance: Frown and shake my head.
Chan: really not the way I wanted to be welcomed back into my own home, maybe we need a conference room or something.
Giving him a look, lean in.
Chan: Where is Sisse and you know?

DMaster: DASH: Cullun’s.
He says giving you a look back. Then you notice in the middle of it all, a tall, very elegant woman, white like the rest, purplish eyes beaming, in a very expensive outfit turn to look your way.
WOM: (babble you don’t understand)

Chance: Give her a long stare.

DMaster: The woman glides across the floor and takes the two guards by the shoulder. They back up and put their weapons down, she gives you a small bow.
KHA: Yeah, Chance, this is… Lady Charota. Because, why the fuck not?
You hear Cullun chuckle a bit

Chance: Eyes bulge a little. Think to myself, she is royalty I believe. Take her hand, kiss it and bow to her.
Chan: M’Lady.

DMaster: A huge smile washes over her face, and she nods in appreciation.
CHA: (incomprehensible babble)
She puts her hand in yours and smiles again. Her eyes are almost jarring. Peenzoh had blue eyes but the Lady’s purple peepers and her purple accents through out her body is somewhat odd. You can almost hear Khamyra roll her eyes. Just then, Cullun lifts up an amulet.
KHA: Did Velencia get this to work yet?
Cullun shakes his head.
CULL: She has been very busy, very, busy the past week, so this was an after thought. Guess we will see.
He walks to the taller elegant woman dressed in white, with very light skin and hands her the Amulet. She takes it, puts it on. Her babbling, slowly turns somewhat decipherable. As she talks the amulet glows a bit, each word she says. The woman seems very amused by this, big smile on her face, as she caresses the amulet.

Chance: My hand slowly moves away from silent fate as I continue to watch all this.
Chan: welcome to our home, Lady Charota

DMaster: She gives you an odd look, then starts to talk.
CHA: Guhhyllee… Guhhello… Ghello… Hello.
She perks up, smiles again.
CHA: Does everyone understand Jiklooper now?
Khamyra sighs and nods her head.
KHA: Yes, for the most part.
Her eyes light up when she seems to understand the Onyx Elf.

Chance: I will at this point make my way towards Khamyra, keeping my eyes on the elegant woman.

DMaster: She is stunning, like she has an aura around her
CHA: Thank you for welcoming me into your home.
She looks about and frowns a bit.
CHA: I think that is where I am at.
Khamyra scoffs a little and shakes her head, looks down. Charota looks to her guards.
CHA: Guards, you may leave me.
They look at her, and shake their head as though they did not understand her. Cullun steps forward.
CULL: (Babble).
The guards look at him then to her as to say, “really?” She nods her head. They exchange glances and back to her, then getting a bit frustrated, she gives them a look that would chill dragon fire, even a little light flickers in her eyes. They back up, nod their head and walk for the door. Dash’s eyes bulge.
DASH: That was a look Velencia would of been proud of.
CULL: They can’t understand her now, she is speaking our common.
Cullun gives Dash a look, he shrugs his shoulders and gets out of the way.

Chance: Chan: please sit, sit, Lady Charota, and welcome to our home.

DMaster: She gives you a warm smile then almost glides to the couch and sits.
CHA: Thank you… I am sorry I did not catch your name?

Chance: Chan: my name is Chance Axion, I am the Champion of Finster.
Bow a bit to her.

DMaster: Khamyra is just looking at you, arms crossed shaking her head. Lady Charota is just looking at you, nods her head and smiles a bit, seems a tad confused.
KHA: She has no idea who Finster is hun, they have been napping for a thousand years plus.
The white woman’s head snaps to the Dark elf, and in a way you are taken aback by the contrasts of this white woman and your fiance’s dark skin.
CHA: What is the date, If I may ask.
Khamyra gives her a look, and you can tell your fiance is not thrilled with her being here.
KHA: You can and just did, It is Tuskalay, 24th day of Embertinder the year 348, 3rd Era.

Chance: Situate myself in front of her, but not to be intimidating.

DMaster: Her eyes grow big and she nods her head.
CHA: We went down for the sleep, the 3rd of Lucana, the 2nd year of the 2nd Era.
The white woman just nodding her head slowly, in deep thought.
CULL: That was 1,346 years ago…
The room grows quiet as they all contemplate how long that was. Chance just looks around, the gerbil falling off his wheel up in his head.

Chance: Chan: That is kind of a long time…

DMaster: Cullun chuckles and glances at Khamyra.
CULL: Where is Velencia when you need her.
The Warlock gives the man a deep stare, trying not to laugh.

Chance: Sigh and give Cullun a short dirty look.

DMaster: KHA: I am Khamyra, Warlock and your husbands main target, evidently
Khamyra unlocks her arms and walks in front, next to you, keeping her eyes trained on the white woman. Charota’s head snaps to her.
CHA: Oh, no. He is not my husband, he has not been for…
The woman smirks a bit, then looks back to the Dark Elf,
CHA: 1,357 years, give or take.
Ends with a Chuckle.

Chance: Think of how long that was, the divorce, split… I mean, huh?

DMaster: KHA: Ok, fair enough. But I am not sure you are not after the same thing, in fact I am a bit unnerved at your presence here.
The elegant woman nods her head, stands up.
CHA: If you would allow me. I think this could ease your mind a bit.
She pulls out what appears to be a component.

Chance: Hand goes back to sword, giving Dash a quick look and he notices.

DMaster: CHA: I know, easy now. Just want to show you all something.
Khamyra grits her teeth and looks on. Nods her head. Charota throws a bit of dust in the air, it floats… it does not move around like pre-magic, meaning she has mana. She traces a symbol, says something in another language and a lightning ball erupts in her hands. It is purple and is crackling and snapping.
CHA: I am not after your mana, my dear Warlock. I have plenty of my own, not to mention I have no way of acquiring it.

Chance: Relax a bit, take my hand away from Silent Fate.

DMaster: The white woman closes her hands and with a pop and puff of smoke the lightning ball disappears.
CHA: So you can trust me.
Khamyra takes a step forward, her hand in her pouch. Leans in a bit, scrunches her face and squinting her eyes.
KHA: Can we though?
The Warlock tosses her own dust, traces something and says “risipi”. Her arm circles the room. Just then a white man armed to the teeth appears by the back door and one to the front door. They look very surprised. Dash, with his uncanny speed has two daggers drawn, up to the throat to the one in the back.

Chance: I will rip out silent fate, turn to Champion form and put my blade to the others throat, eyes turning to slits.

DMaster: Charota stands up again immediately, eyes huge, putting her hands up and out.
CHA: No, no! They are for my protection. Please, they will do no harm!
She almost looks surprised that you reacted this way. After a moment or two she looks at you and if possible, her eyes get even bigger.

Chance: Chan: You do not welcome yourself into someones home, proceed to tell them to trust you and then have invisible patrons at your beckon call…
Growl this a bit.

DMaster: KHA: …at least not without permission.
The Onyx Elf stands up straight not taking her eyes off the woman who is now a bit shaken. Cullun walks forward.
CULL: Ok, Cultural differences.

Chance: Give the Historian a sharp look.

DMaster: CULL: Cultural. Differences.
He says giving you back a sharp look too. The older man turns to the woman.
CULL: Please sit again. It is just a different time, different place and ideals.
The grey haired man gives her a smile and she seems to like that. She nods, and sits back down on the couch.
CULL: But a question still remains… why are you here?

Chance: Give the white man a look, Sheath my sword. I will stay close by him. Give Dash a nod to remove his daggers.

DMaster: Dash glances to you, nods. He takes the blades away from the throat and puts them in his belt. He too stays close by.
CHA: Leave us, please.
She says to the newly discovered guards. They nod and walk out. Then turns her attention to you.
CHA: I sense no aura, or mana from you. God given ability? Please tell me I am not in the den of Animax or that wretched coward Atticus has returned…

Chance: Walk closer to her, change back to normal chance. Shake my head.
Chan: Finster, M’Lady, Finster. The new evil in the godplane.

DMaster: Her eyes bulge a little.
CHA: Took this long, to replace Atticus? I guess Animax was picky then… You must be his High Priest or… Champion. Yes, you did mention that, my apologies.
A smile across her face, musing a bit.

Chance: Look at her again, nod my head.
Chan: The reason you are here?

DMaster: CHA: Oh yes. We woke up weeks ago, and it took us forever to unbury ourselves…
She starts in, looking straight ahead, hands inbetween her thighs and leaning forward.
CHA: Our stronghold was in ruins, pillaged and we were left with nothing. Then again, I am not sure what I expected.

Chance: Grab a chair, and sit down, get one for Khamyra.

DMaster: CHA: There we were sitting in rubble, not knowing what to do. I knew my ex-husband was awake as well. Let’s just say we do not, or did not have a good relationship. If I knew he was alive, he knew I was too.
She takes a deep breath, leans back a bit. Puts a bit of her hair behind her ear.
CHA: The once powerful stronghold, couldn’t protect a rodent. So we needed to move and move quickly. We gathered the only few things we had left, got our Scatter Lynx’s resurrected and we decided…

Chance: Interrupt.
Chan: I am sorry, to interrupt, but what did you resurrect?

DMaster: She looks at you.
CHA: Scatter Lynx. A close relative to what you call…

Chance: Chan: Displacer Beasts?

DMaster: She smiles big, nods her head.
CHA: They can fade in and out of visual range. But they are bigger, heartier and smarter. Our invisibility is one of our only defenses against Varow, and any other enemies we face.
The beautiful elegant woman sighs, looks about.
CHA: Why are we here? Because… we have no where else to go. We traveled weeks and I did not sense magic, anywhere except for the random small blip here and there. When we got here, I could sense you, Warlock, miles and miles away… plus a few others in the area.
KHA: Velencia, probably…

Chance: Chan:Bastian too…

DMaster: Khamyra gives you a confused look, then like she realized, she nods her head.
CHA: You too…
She points at Cullun, who is slowly getting a flushed face.
CULL: Oops.
Khamyra gives him a playful look.
KHA: Cullun!

Chance: Chuckle a bit.

DMaster: KHA: Well, that’s a neat trick.
CHA: You have a lot more than me, my dear.

Chance: still not saying much, watch this exchange of words going on
Chan: our Historian would be the best to explain about Finster if you are interested.

DMaster: Griffin strides in, as everyone glances over.
GRI: Trouble?
He pulls his shirt to the side and a little burn mark from his necklace. The Dwarf sees the woman in white and his eyes bulge.

Chance: Chan: I wouldn’t say, trouble, Griffin. My apologies for losing my cool.
Stand.

DMaster: CHA: Nice to meet you.
GRI: Griffin, Griffin Onyxcloak.
She nods.
CHA: Lady Charota.
He nods back to her, and glances over to the two of you.

Chance: Sit back down.

DMaster: He gets a quick hug from Khamyra.
GRI: We can’t leave you two alone for a day, can we?
He says playfully.

Chance: Chan: hey, its been more than a day.
looking at him smirking
Chan: well we were just going to explain to Lady Charota who Finster is. Perhaps you would like to partake in that since you are still head of the order.

DMaster: He glances over.
GRI: She doesn’t know?
CULL: She has been… away for how long now?
CHA: 1,346 years…

Chance: Nodding my head.
Chan: Long time.

DMaster: His eyes bulge again.
GRI: I must be missing all the fun now ain’t I?
Cullun grabs a book, opens it to a chapter and hands it to her. She looks at it and she is reading. Nodding her head, You and Griffin exchange pleasantries as does the room.
GRI: Renata is outside keeping an eye on the others and apparently things that are… invisible?

Chance: Chan: not the way I wanted you to come for a visit, but I am glad you are here Griffin.

DMaster: He nods to you.
CHA: The replacement for Atticus… took over 1300 years.
She looks a little shocked.
CHA: I asked before, but, Why so long?

Chance: not knowing how to answer that I look around the room to Cullun and Griffin.

DMaster: They shrug their shoulders.
CHA: A slice in the night…
She says with a smirk on her face, she looks about the room.
CHA: In a den of an evil god, I only sense peace and… love.
She nods her head looking at everyone.
CULL: Our Lord is lawful my dear, lawful. Finster prefers to do things face to face. He embraces individuality, and welcomes just about anyone to his altar.
Griffin nods his head with a smile and thoughtful look to Cullun.

Chance: Nod my head as well thinking of all I have done in his name.

DMaster: Then without an announcement the front door opens.

Chance: Get up, face the door, who knows what is going to happen now.

DMaster: In strides Clara, looking tired and dressed modestly.
VEL: Sorry didn’t have much of a choice. Renata sent a messenger to let me know we have visitors, so who is…
The Priestess turns and sees the woman in all white, very light skin and beaming purple eyes. Charota stands, gives the woman a look.

Chance: Chan: Velencia, meet Lady Charota.

DMaster: “Clara” gives you an annoyed look.
VEL: I know who she is Chump.
Then, much to peoples surprise, the blonde haired Priestess then bows to the woman in white.
VEL: It is a pleasure to meet you.

Chance: Sigh, clench my jaw a bit, give her a look and shake my head.

DMaster: Velencia eyes both you and Khamyra up a bit. Nods her head to go to the opposite side, to the back door of the house.

Chance: Sigh again, walk there.

DMaster: VEL: It seems your little friends are back at it again, not that I am surprised.
She says looking at you.

Chance: Chan: My friends? Little ones?
Glance at Khamyra.

DMaster: The disguised Priestess leans her head back and sighs, then shakes her head.
VEL: Camerondale, Black Ward, whoever. They think they are all stealthy, but I know exactly where they are all the time. It is getting annoying because they have been hanging around the hidden compound now. Disguised as travelers, etc. I am not going to take much more of it, someone is going to lose a head… soon.

Chance: Turn my eyes to slits.
Chan: What did you expect you skank? Of course they are and will. It’s kind of their job. If you hurt anyone…

DMaster: VEL: What Chump, what?
Giving you wide eyes and antagonistic jestur. Khamyra pushes you away a little, to make sure things don’t start going down hill.
KHA: Not now, ok? We have more important things. Just as a FYI, Lady Charota has mana, and according to her, lots of it.

Chance: Chan: Invisible people too.

DMaster: Velencia turns to you with a surprised look
VEL: Oh really, I didn’t know that… since I don’t know, her equerry has been in town the past few days, I mean…
KHA: Enough, what the fuck Vel, stop it will you!
The blonde woman shakes her head getting an evil scolding look from Khamyra.

Chance: Just sigh thinking how Thursday is going to suck balls.

DMaster: After an exchange of looks you head over to the Lady who is still standing.
VEL: When you are done here, you are more than welcome to stay at my compound. I have enough rooms to make you comfortable. I am not sure people will be all that, agreeable to your current condition
Charota nods looks to all of you.
CHA: I apologize for what transpired here, it has been a while…
She pauses and chuckles…
CHA: Long while, since I have had to deal with people.

Chance: taking a deep breath I make my way towards the back door, knowing the situation is diffused and needing a bit of fresh air.

DMaster: Khamyra glances over. Gives you an odd look then is shaking her head at you. Surprisingly she speaks up.
KHA: Where are you going?
VEL: Probably to go touch himself after looking at my titties for too long.
Khamyra gives her an odd look, Dash giggles.

Chance: Chan: I need a bit of fresh air after taking this all in and don’t flatter yourself Priestess.
smirking.

DMaster: Khamyra is still shaking her head at you, pretty much saying “uh no.”
VEL: Lady, you have, I am guessing Displacer Beasts, much like your equerry?
She gives her an odd look, and slowly nods her head.
CHA: In a manner of speaking yes, they are called Scatter Lynx. But they are from the same family. Well, I am sorry for the intrusion again, thank you for the hospitality and lending your ear to me.

Chance: sigh a bit looking at Khamyra, knowing walking out of the house isn’t going to happen I go sit at the table

DMaster: Velencia guides her out the front and the door closes. Novalee has been standing in the back corner the whole time. She made tea but never offered it to anyone.
NOV: Sorry, but they kind of freak me out.

Chance: Chan: no need to apologize, Novalee… just another day in the life of.
Look at her and smile.

DMaster: Griffin walks over giving you an eyebrow raise and chuckle.
GRI: I almost want to say I miss the craziness of this house…

Chance: Shake my head.
Chan: Been thinking that we might need to figure something else out. Having potentially harmful people just sitting in our living room? I don’t know. Maybe we need a conference room or something.

DMaster: Griffin stops and looks at you. He rubs his chin, nods his head. Pleasantries exchanged with Griffin, Dash and Cullun. Eventually Renata comes in
REN: That is incredible.
Khamyra looks over to Renata.
REN: Those beasts they ride, with dual tails, four eyes and weird tentacles. just incredible. They just shutter… and disappear!
She is wide eyed shaking her head.

Chance: Nod my head having seen them before.
Chan: at least now that the excitement has died down, stay have some tea.
looking at Griffin and Reneta.
Chan: again sorry about that Griffin, hope it didn’t hurt too much.
looking down a bit.

DMaster: He chuckles
GRI: I’m used to it, M’Lord… err I mean Chance. I actually like it, I know when something is going down.

Chance: Chan: just this one time I will forgive you for calling me M’lord.
chuckling a bit

DMaster: You talk things over and things are said that you already know. But then…
GRI: Chance, be ready here at 6:00 PM tomorrow. OK?

Chance: nod my head and smile at him. Shake his hand again before him and Reneta leave

DMaster: The house quiets down a bit.

Chance: waiting for things to calm down before going to Khamyra and telling her about the Black Ward. Taking her hand in mine where the ring is now on and smile at her.

DMaster: She just finished talking with Novalee and turns to see you. She takes your hand. Feeling the ring, she doesn’t even look down. She gives you a half hearted smile and nods.

Chance: and give her hand a kiss, looking into her big brown eyes.

DMaster: She tilts her head a bit, sighs again.
KHA: I have mixed feelings about this… but we will see how it goes.

Chance: Chan: well you know I just can’t sit at home all the time it’s not who I am, worse case scenario comes it doesn’t work out and I find .something else to do.

DMaster: She nods.
KHA: It makes sense, like you said, what good is this power if you are not going to use it.

Chance: Let go of her hand, keep looking.
Chan: exactly, even though I did ramble on a bit with the Captain, which of course is when she cut me off she already had a answer for me about the Ward.
smiling a bit more.

DMaster: She looks you over and smiles a bit more.
KHA: I can’t say I blame them.

Chance: Chan: at least now I have some direction to go in until the eve and who knows just when that will be. Just know I will be here every step of the way in our life together as we move forward.
Smiling at her kissing her hand again

DMaster: She chuckles a bit and looks at you.
KHA: Every step of the way huh? Like you were going to skip out on a step or two, huh?
She gives you kiss and heads for the back door.
KHA: Kids are at Cullun’s, I hope they didn’t make too much of a mess. I’ll be back in a few minutes.
She chuckles as she heads out the door. DM: Condensing. The day goes by without incident, some dinner, time with the Kids and even had a moment to slide one to the ol’ ball and chain.

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Wedmak (Wednesday)

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DMaster: You wake up to humid, warm weather, some drizzle and heavy clouds.

Chance: as I wake up I will grab clothes that I am going to wear for the day. Get cleaned up don’t want to look like a homeless man at my own bachelor party.

DMaster: DM: Condensing. The morning goes as it usually does. Chance takes a bath, gets his hair good, shaves. Then stays a bit away from the Kids while they eat, then he plays with them later. About mid afternoon, the door opens and in walks Luella and Trinity.
LUE: Afternoon all! Time to get going Khamyra!
The Onyx Elf grumbles a bit from the loft and peeks over.
KHA: A bit early aren’t we?
The gorgeous invoker glances up.
LUE: How many times do you think you will have one of these, parties my dear? Once in a lifetime, so lets try and enjoy it shall we.
The two exchange looks, Khamyra gives her a smirk and luella just chuckles. The blue eyed brunette looks to you.

Chance: Chan: Wat?

DMaster: LUE: Yours is tonight too, sorry Champion, not this time.
She gives you a playful smirk. Trinity chuckles and nudges her.

Chance: shake my head, just giggle at her and smile
Chan: aww and here I thought you would do one more for old time sake?
Giving her a smirk

DMaster: From the loft you hear
KHA: Uh, that would be a big fat, no.
Everyone laughs a bit. Luella then looks at you again.
LUE: No worries, I picked out a good one.

Chance: Chan: Really? OK. I am intrigued.
still smirking

DMaster: KHA: Luella! I guess it has to happen, doesn’t it…
Luella gives you a hug and slap on the ass.

Chance: Rub my bum and give her a little hip bump

DMaster: Khamyra tells you the Kids are with her mother and her family for the night. You end up cleaning up your new armor you got to wear, like once. Chuckling a bit at that. Finally Griffin shows up and is ready to take you to the One Eyed Princess.
GRI: You ready?

Chance: greet him with a handshake and a smile
Chan: couldn’t be more ready, I can’t wait to see what you have planned. And who…
Chuckle.

DMaster: Dash and Cullun come in the back door and head over. All four of you head out.

Chance: Give the underling strict instructions to watch over the house while we are gone for the evening, making sure to turn my eyes to slits as I do.

DMaster: They nod. You walk 1 minute to “The One Eyed Princess.” You see about 12 Camerondale guards there, 6-8 Gray shale guards, all lined up outside. It is quite the scene.

Chance: Look over the front of the pub and smirk. “Guess the Royalty is here now.”

DMaster: GRI: I see the Camerondale people must of arrived.
He chuckles, walking in with little trouble you see the following:

In Order: King Bozutto Roche, Sir Jeramiah Mallette, Duke Xavier Hendrix, Plugr Stotz, Killian Kragshield, Bastian Chronakos, Veritaan Luzumin, Helkyr Grumblebraid, Esmershard, Quinton Uplinger, Karson Vaccaro, Griffin Onyxcloak, Diirk “Dash” Kuligall and Cullun Stallard

Chance: my eyes go real big seeing everyone and the biggest smile any of them has ever seen goes across my face.

DMaster: You walk in and the place erupts. Hoots, hollers some streamers, confetti and the like.
KILL: There he is!
More cheers, hoots and hollering.

Chance: looking around at everyone with my smile still beaming across my face.
Chan: Wow. Thank you everyone for coming… I don’t know what to say?

DMaster: Plugr steps forward.
PLUG: Well, when the time is right you should say “I do” I mean I am just saying…
The crowd boos him and he looks playfully offended. Everyone greets you individually, to save time I am just going to say everyone individually greets you. Hand shakes, hugs, etc. after Karson says Hi, he gets up on stage.
KAR: Let’s light this firecracker!

Chance: Chan: What the hell is a firecracker?
Shake my head.

DMaster: With all the Chaos, you notice Jerry with a shit eating grin on his face. Jerry is beckoning you to go to him.

Chance: Smile and head his way.
Chan: Jerry, what is going on? Why the look?
Raise my eyebrow a bit as I get over to them.

DMaster: JER: Well…
He hands you a card.

Chance: Take a look at the card that was just handed to me, giving it a look.

DMaster: “Chance, congratulations on the marriage. Stop by anytime, but in the meantime have a drink on me. Signed Grim-Eye”
Jerry moves over and there sits a huge barrel of the Dwarven Ale.

Chance: my eyes get huge seeing the barrel.

DMaster: The old King hands you a huge mug, it has your name printed on it, made of what appears to be silver and fancy – Dwarven made. It sloshes a bit because it is brimming with ale.

Chance: taking the mug I take a deep drink and then smile real wide.

DMaster: It taste so gooooood, and you belch. Jerry laughs and grabs his own mug and takes a drink.
JER: Cassie will be along shortly, she wanted to give her best to Khamyra first. Apparently their party started already…
He chuckles.

Chance: Chan: ummm sure why not someone has to keep an eye on me, might as well be Cassie.
raising my eyebrow

DMaster: Some servants are now pouring ale for everyone. The King walks over with a big smile on his face. He grabs a mug and takes a deep drink.
BOZ: Congratulations… we might have to make Khamyra a champion-ette? of the court next?

Chance: Chan: you just might have to M’lord.
smirking

DMaster: JER: One sip of ale… and you are drunk M’Lord?
Boz gives him a playful scolding look. People are starting to play some games, Karson is going off on stage, the music sounds great. Killian walks to you with a stogie in his hand, he reaches over to a lantern, lights the thing up and hands it to you.
KILL: Enjoy.
He has one himself and is puffing away, big smile on his face. Xaviers eyes bulge after sniffing a little.
XAV: Little more than tobacco in there eh Killian?
He glances,
KILL: It is a special blend, there is a woman a ride out from Camerondale. She makes the best ones… but hey, I think it is tobacco.
The big man says with a playful tone.

Chance: try taking a puff of the stogie.

DMaster: Its strong and it makes you feel very happy.

Chance: Sure I am giving a silly smile, all the more.

DMaster: Time moves on for a while, you finish off a mug of ale, toking that stogie. You are now playing some knuckle bones

Chance: See how good I do.

DMaster: DM: Todd rolls a 1. LOL X1000

Chance: sure I could care less about knuckle bones right now as happy as I am feeling. Take another big drink of my ale

DMaster: QUI: I have never seen someone play Knuckl ebones so poorly
Talia’s fiance chuckles. Then a few heads snap to the doorway.
BOZ: You have to be kidding me…
After the King says that, everyone stops and looks over. Then the music stops, Karson with wide eyes, smile and mouth open.

Chance: turn around and look as well.

DMaster: In walks Birgetta, leading the women looking around. Behind her is Affinity, Erikka and two others you could not see.

Chance: my eyes get real big and I feel my heart start to beat a little bit faster, take another gulp of my ale.

DMaster: With some light from the sunset outside you see the Pub, road, area must have 40-50 guards out front.
BIR: Where are all the naked ladies?
Affinity just rolls her eyes.
AFF: Why do I let you talk me into this… it reeks in here like farts and cigars!
Bozutto lets out a laugh and walks over to his Queen. They embrace and she looks at him waving her hand in front shaking her head, probably because he is smoking a cigar. Erikka goes over to Karson they kiss, Birgetta looks around disappointed
BIRG: Never any naked ladies.

Chance: Smile and take another big gulp of my ale, trying to get my thoughts focused

DMaster: Affinity then makes her way over to you.
AFF: Having fun? I thought you might with the ale that Grim-Eye sent.
Birgetta comes behind her.
BIRG: Why do we always miss the titties?

Chance: Nod my head and get a big smile on my face, lean in and give her a big hug.

DMaster: She hugs and pulls back, scrunched nose.
AFF: Why cigars, I don’t get it.
Erikka and Birgetta then also give you a hug.

Chance: Chan: yes the ale was quite a pleasant surprise.
Hug them both back.

DMaster: Then, you hear it, unmistakable.
TAL: Where is my short tips?

Chance: Snap my head around with a big smile on my face, knowing that voice anywhere.

DMaster: She comes through practically pushing the Queen out of the way and slams into you giving you a big hug.
TAL: There he is…

Chance: Give her a big hug and chuckle

DMaster: She whispers in your ear.
TAL: Miss you bro.
Then stops leans back a bit, sniffs.
TAL: Oh!
She grabs the cigar and takes a drag.
TAL: Ohh the funny wacky tabacky.
Plugr moving forward to see his daughter stops abruptly, gives her a look.

Chance: yes, get big eyes seeing her do that.

DMaster: She glances over to Quinton who is giving her an odd look like, what are you doing here? She grabs the mug from his hands and downs in one big gulp. His eyes bulge and stands there dumbfounded.
TAL: Ohh, they got the good stuff…
She lets out a huge belch.

Chance: Look over to Quinton, point at her give him a look like “hey this is your fiance!” Start a slow clap for her bodily noise…

DMaster: BIR: We just wanted to see what was going on here, and we just had to pick up… the sausage.
ERIK: Birg, my god…
Erikka is blushing.
BIR: Oh and drop off your chaperone.
They giggle.

Chance: Bust out laughing giving them all a look as memories come back to me.
Chan:It is good to see you all, miss you guys.

DMaster: Quinton is having what seems to be an odd, playful, scolding conversation with Talia, and she was having nothing to do with it. The little daughter of Plugr, leans back and lets out another belch. Helkyr has this proud look on his face walking over to her. Plugr looks like he is going to pass out with embarrassment. He walks over to his daughter.
PLUG: Hun, you might want too…
TAL: Mind your own business? yeah. Love you dad, bye!
Erikka and Birgetta move to the door, and the Queen looks back at you. Just a hint of sadness, a moment of what could of been. She softly smiles.

Chance: Stare at her for a moment, then in my mind say “I love you my Princess, because that is how I will always remember you like.”

DMaster: Her eyes get big and she smiles, looks down. Then leans in and gives you another hug.
AFF: Behave yourself ok?
Giving you a sarcastic look and then a kiss on the cheek.

Chance: Nod my head and smile.
Chan: Um.. you too my Princesss… err I mean Queen.
Saying this quietly.

DMaster: She smiles, shakes her head and moves to the door. She stops briefly to give her Husband a look and a quick kiss. The girls all say bye and start to head out, leaving one woman at the door with a big smirk on her face. Cassie.

Chance: Huge smile across my face and head straight for Cassie.

DMaster: She walks to you.

Chance: Give her a big bear hug.

DMaster: Her eyes bulge and returns the hug.
CASS: My daughter is right…
Looking into your eyes.

Chance: Still smiling.
Chan: What is that?

DMaster: She looks about the room,
CASS: It does smell like cigars and farts in here.

Chance: Let out a hearty laugh, smiling. Get her over to the Ale, pour myself another, hand her one.

DMaster: She smiles. Grabs it and takes a good drink.
CASS: Ahhh much better than at Khamyra’s. The Hydra is not known for their, well, Ale.
She chuckles a bit.

Chance: Chan: She doing ok?

DMaster: Cassie nods her head.
CASS: Oh yeah, already dancing and cackling…
You two exchange smirks. Then the food is brought out, roast boar strips, spiced tators, and a ton of other things. You are draining your mug pretty good. Eat some food and it was excellent. Everyone is standing around eating, nibbling, drinking… chatting about everything.

Chance: Taking a big swig as my mind goes to caveman mode with all the food being brought out. Keep eating as I tap my feet to the music, laugh and make chit chat with everyone

DMaster: Everyone is having a blast, good conversation with your friends, and between the cigar, ale and food you are in heaven. Veritaan walks over to you.
VER: Congrats on the marriage and I also heard you are back in the Ward.

Chance: Nod head, take a gulp, warrior handshake.

DMaster: VER: Good I was tired of hearing Killian complaining about it being boring
He chuckles a bit, takes a drink.

Chance: Chan: Then I guess you guys better be careful what you wish for then.
Snicker and drink. take a big sip of ale and finish up eating before making my way over to Cassie.

DMaster: Karson has a few people playing some festive music while he and the main entertainers get some grub and drink. Cassie is taking a deep drink of ale, her cheeks getting rosey
CASS: Well bachelor boy, you look like you are feeling no pain

Chance: Chan: you might say that Cassie but I am curious
raising an eyebrow
Chan: you here to make sure I don’t get into to much trouble?

DMaster: She gives you a big smile.
CASS: Oh? Well… no. I think you’ve learned your lesson by now… I hope anyways. I much rather play some 11s up, smoke a stinky stogie and watch some titties. The whole giggly school girl stuff is not my bag.

Chance: Giving her another silly grin, nod.

DMaster: CASS: I did had a talk with Khamyra
She says walking close to you, leaning in. Gives you a warm smile
CASS: She trusts you. Not even a hesitation… but I see what happens to young Chance when titties are thrown in his face
She playfully smacks your cheeks softly

Chance: face flushes a bit and looks around innocently

DMaster: CASS: don’t worry, I’d rather see titties than sausage anyday myself…
She smiles, winks and walks to the barrel to get more ale

Chance: My mouth just drops not knowing what to say as my face flushes even more

DMaster: Bastian has grabbed your mug and filled it. You two walk over to a table where Esmershard is puffing away on one of his pipes.
ESM: Look at you. From killing huge bats to marrying yourself off.
He says smirking a bit, looks at your neck and he gets a concerned look on his face.
ESM: No necklace I see. Evolved past that?

Chance: Nod head, show him my hand.

DMaster: He tilts his head and smiles.
ESM: Nice, nice.
BAS: So nothing like getting married and then throwing yourself back into the fire
He says with a chuckle. DM: Todd rolls a constitution check to see his level of drunk, and he rolls a 19. He is barely buzzed and happy.

Chance: Nod head.
Chan: Gotta keep me busy, otherwise I get in trouble.
After that exchange with Bastian and Esmershard, I make my way to Karson making sure he is done eating

DMaster: he has, wiping his mouth off, downing a mug of ale. Looks over and smiles, he shakes your hand

Chance: Shake his hand and smile

DMaster: KAR: good turnout, who knew the top brass would be here, getting lit
He chuckles.

Chance: Chan: I think you need to get this place shaking. well I am the champion of the court, after all
smirking at him.

DMaster: His eyes light up
KAR: ask and ye shall receive.
He gets his other members and they get on stage.
KAR: Raffle will start when the other entertainment gets here…
Clears his throat as a few hoots and hollars are heard.
KAR: It’s a unique raffle…
He trails off and chuckles.

Chance: Giving him a look wondering what he is talking about

DMaster: You end up playing some knucklebones again, Xavier next to you.
XAV: Cassie isn’t going to chase you down throughout Camerondale again tonight, will she.
He says tongue in cheek, giving you a nudge.

Chance: Shake head.
Chan: Hell no. I like my head attached to my shoulders, thank you very much.
He chuckles and continues playing with you.

DMaster: DM: Todd rolls an 11, so he does fairly well this go round.

Chance: Walk over to Helkyr. See how he is doing.

DMaster: Griffin and Helkyr are in a drinking content. See who can down a mug of ale the fastest. Dash is there smirking away and laughing.
HEL: I saw a forest hag drink faster than that, looked nicer too.
Griffin finishing the ale, almost spits it out in laughter.
GRI: Aye! Probably smelled better than you too!

Chance: Laugh a bit, start chatting with them.

DMaster: You get tied into it a bit, you down a mug, yours being much bigger. Rolled a 8. Not great but decent. Helkyr slaps you on the back.
HEL: Someday when you get older Chance
Lets out a booming laugh.

Chance: Give him a look, shrug my shoulder and smirk

DMaster: DM: Todd rolls another CON throw and gets a “12”. So I will take the average between the first two and any roll lower I will take the average. Any roll above it means it remains the same. He is 15 out 20 on the drunk scale, meaning, he is not. Just buzzed slightly, holding his own. Dash comes wheeling over.
DASH: Titties are here, titties are here!!!
A large man walks in with a beautiful blonde woman, they head over to Carson who is wrapping up the last song.

Chance: Chan: Dash calm down my friend
patting him on the shoulder.

Warning: Some Nudity Here On In

DMaster: Xavier passes by over hears your conversation.
DASH: but…
XAV: Titties Chance, titties
He says, rosey nosed and a smirk

Chance: Chan: But, yes. Titties… good.
pat his shoulder again and smile again

DMaster: Karson finishes up and talks to the woman and the big muscular man.
KAR: Chance get your ass to the middle here!
He has grabbed a chair and put it in the middle.

Chance: Nod my head and smile, plop down in the chair, kind of looking around… waiting to see what happens

DMaster: A blonde woman, curvy as all get out, walks to you, she smells amazing. She is dressed in some halter top and shorts. Her flowing blonde hair, heart shaped face, piercing green eyes and one of her best features; Her boobs, they are banging out of the top.
WOM: Drink up
Grabs your mug and hands it to you, She is dancing around the room and everyone is hooting and hollering

Chance: Swallow hard and finish my mug

DMaster: She hands it to the large dude as she straddles you. Runs her hands across your arm and shoulders. Gives an impressed look.
WOM: Your a big boy aren’t you.
HEL: He wishes, he could barely hit tobacco in a smoke pipe!
The room erupts with laughter.

Chance: Give him a glance and smirk.
Chan: Shut it beard boy! Keep on drinking, I’ll drink YOU under the table!

DMaster: Everyone is shaking there head knowing Helkyr has already passed 15 mugs or more and still doing fine.
HEL: Easy now prissy boy.
He smirks and winks.

Chance: Chan: I will show you prissy boy!
smirk and wink back

DMaster: DM: Condensing. She dances on you for some time, around you, playing around with you and some scarf. She then makes her way around the room and you can here coin just raining down on the floor. It is like 30 minutes of her slowly taking off her top, then her bottoms then any underwear or bra. Then she is playing around with you, then the crowd, then some fairly good dancing too. Then in her final run, she is now completely naked, She leans in breathes in your ear
WOM: Luella says hi.
She grabs your junk for a second and giggles.

Chance: Jump a little, eyes go big looking at her
Chan: Remind me to thank her, thank her a lot!

DMaster: Bozutto is in love drooling over her, he has to have dropped 50 gold on the floor. Let’s face it Affinity doesnt have boobs

Chance: She makes up for that in other departments, hahaha, a silly grin goes to my face watching her dance

DMaster: she grabs the now full mug of ale, leans you way back, but she is skillful enough not to tip over. With a mug in hand she starts to drip it inbetween her boobs and it runs off into your mouth. Everyone is going crazy, clapping and cheering. she gets you to open you mouth, She takes a quick sip and her eyes light up
WOM: Oh my… wow
she takes a deep drink, then she is pouring it down your throat and letting some go over her body.

Chance: eyes get even bigger as she does this. keeping my hands at my side behaving myself.

DMaster: fully naked she is laying on you, rubbing all over, making you motor boat her titties. Hoots, hollering and laughs

Chance: smile even more to myself thinking how Khamyra is so in for it on our honeymoon after going through this, but laughing the whole time

DMaster: DM: Your going to wait until next spring? You are going to explode like Yellowstone National Park does. She is now straddling you completely naked, then She hops off. She grabs this little cup and it looks like there is some white stuff. Karson then tones down the music a little, stands up off the chair he was on.
KAR: So here we go, Miss Clementine here is going to put some whipped cream on her, well, body parts and the one who ponies up the most will get to lick it off! Half of the proceeds go to our poor sack getting married, and the other to our dancing patron… (clears throat) and me… heh heh.
He says with his voice cracking and everyone dies laughing, She takes the white stuff, what you are guessing is whipped cream. The man has a mug and he is walking around to see who wins the raffle.

Chance: See who wins what.

DMaster: DM: Condensing. Here is the list of who won and what.
– Left Nipple – Helkyr won (“YES! Best I ever tasted!”)
– Right Nipple – Group combined for Chance (Lick and a wink when done)
– Left Butt Cheek – Dash won (walked slowly, licked, took his time then dashed back wide eyed)
– Right Butt Cheek – Group combined for Chance (Grab her hips, lick away)
– Navel area – Bastian won (red faced and embarassed, he licks it off)
– Buttcrack – Griffin won (He didnt expect to win, so her quickly goes over and licks a few times, doesnt finish and moves back)
– Cleavage – Cassie won (“Hey guys, I want to have some fun too” the room gets a bit quiet and wide eyes)

Chance: Huge smile on my face.

DMaster: KAR: Final one is for Chance.
She puts a bunch on her lips, (on her face you scumbags) and plants a kiss on the Champion, smooshing it all over.

Chance: eyes go real big.

DMaster: The place erupts, hoots hollers, clapping, she takes a bow.
Carson: one, two, three.
He starts up the band again.

Chance: clap as well, trying to get my flopper under control

DMaster: Her and the guy is picking up coins, everyone else is drinking again and eating

Chance: I will make sure to grab my drink and unless it is finished take another swig

DMaster: Its full and handed to you. DM: Rolls for Constitution check, with disadvantage and rolls a 21 and 20. Still buzzing a bit but he is the same he has been for most of the night now. If he could only roll this good for battles. The dancer walks to you, Cassie was eyeing her up a bit.
WOM: Congratulations and best wishes on your upcoming marriage.
Hugs you and gives you a kiss on your cheek.

Chance: face flushes a bit, hug her back and thank her.

DMaster: WOM: Say hi to LueLue for me.

Chance: Chan: I umm will be sure to do just that
smiling at her

DMaster: She is looking just past you, eyes glittering, smile on her face.

Chance: I turn and look back

DMaster: Her and cassie are eyeing each other up. Cassie is blushing, but is giving her eyes back and you can tell Cassie has had one too many, many four too many. Jeramiah sees this, is shaking his head, walks away red faced.

Chance: Not knowing what to say I flush even more

DMaster: She walks to Cassie, takes her hand and they walk out the front together. Everyone is slack jawed, watching it happen
XAV: Uh, Sis? Umm… ok.
He shakes his head not knowing what to say, glances to Jerry and laughs.

Chance: My eyes get even bigger seeing that, Cassie walks back in, smile on her face. Grabs her mug and looks around at everyone staring at her.
CASS: Wat?

Chance: smirking, I make my way over to Cassie

DMaster: You notice lipstick on her lips, that are not hers and on her cheek and neck too

Chance: Chan: nothing like making everyone’s jaw drop Cassie
Eyeing her up, get her to stand in front of me, out of the visual range of most people. Grab my sleeve and wipe the lipstick off her lips, cheek and neck.

DMaster: At first she was a bit taken back, then realizes and starts to giggle, and giggle and giggle even more, making it hard to finish the task.

Chance: Start giggling too.
Chan: Cass, stop you big goof ball, let me get this off you.

DMaster: You eventually do. Bozutto is quite a bit tipsy, he is giving Xavier a look thumbing at Cassie and the duke just shakes his head. Then you step away for everyone to be staring at the two of you. She shrugs her shoulders.
CASS: She was hot, what can I say. I like boobs.
Helkyr snorts and raises his glass.
HEL: Aye Baroness, who doesn’t! Cheers to boobs!!!
Everyone erupts in cheers, hoots and hollars.

Chance: Chan: well since you are suppose to keep an eye on me come on.
grabbing her hand
Chan: you owe me a dance after that

DMaster: She looks around the room.
CASS: Chance, hun, no one is dancing…

Chance: Chan: well its a room full of guys and one beautiful woman so why not indulge me

DMaster: CASS: OK

Chance: Chan: Hey Carson play something anything.
lead Cassie to where the is room to dance, and pull her close and smile

DMaster: Karson starts up a good song. The Baroness looks you over and talks with a little bit of a slur.
CASS: Are you, flirting with me?

Chance: Chan: hey you were suppose to keep an eye on me right?

DMaster: You two dance for a bit, and at the end she gives you a damn good wack on your ass.

Chance: Chan: OW! Hey now!

DMaster: Cassie is shaking her hand like she hurt it.
CASS: Goddammit Chance, your ass is like a block of steel, damn that hurt!
Everyone laughing and looking on. The night moves on, people are playing games still, eating, drinking contests between Griffin and Helkyr.

Chance: Chan: Serves you right
Rub my bum a little, take a deep drink.

DMaster: JER: Chance my boy, I do not think you are inebriated enough
Xavier refills your mug, hands your cigar back to you

Chance: Chan: are you trying to get me drunk?
smirking

Dmaster: Then Xavier stops, takes your hand and lifts it up, eyes big, smile forming. Jeramiah smiles real big
XAV: Nice! Glad to see this back on your finger!

Chance: Chan: yes, I asked the Captain for my job back
smiling bigger

DMaster: XAV: About time
he pats you on the back

Chance: smile and look at both him and Sir Jerry.
Chan: thank you both for believing in me and giving me a purpose in life

DMaster: They glance at each other, and frown a bit.
JER: Just you keep drinking that ale there, Grim Eye made it a point to send this… he was taken back by your little visit. Said he was very impressed with you… not your tolerance for strong ale, but everything else
He winks

Chance: smile back at Sir Jerry, down my ale and nod my head at him.
Chan: he did say he would like for you to come visit him some time

DMaster: JER: Next spring
He smiles
JER: I don’t plan on remembering much either
chuckles

Chance: Talk to people, drink some ale, eat a little more.

DMaster: The night is coming to a close, its high moon and people are starting to gather around you, as to get ready to leave and say goodbye.

Chance: I will say my goodbyes to everyone, making the rounds shaking hands with everyone and a few hugs.

DMaster: Everyone filters out and the guards are all scrambling now to get in place, etc. Having a doozy of a time with Bozutto who is staggering around. Karson is closing up shop, putting instruments away. There is a woman now starting to clean up. Cassie is sitting at the edge of the stage, drinking some ale, rosy cheeked and just looking over to you.

Chance: Walk over to her.
Chan: thank you for the dance and watching out for me

DMaster: She jumps off the stage, walks over

Chance: Give her a big hug.

DMaster: She hugs back, steps back a bit. Looks at you.
CASS: We have been through alot, you and I.
She looks down a moment.
CASS: I wouldn’t want to change a thing. Having you in my life is something that I cherish.

Chance: Step back a bit, giving her a look.
Chan: Don’t you do that to me
Saying playfully.

DMaster: Her eyes welled up a little then she snapped out of it.
CASS: Yeah, I won’t sorry.
Then she leans to one side and looks past you. She almost tumbles over, she is very well intoxicated.
CASS: Now if you can keep a secret for me.

Chance: Look behind me.

DMaster: You see the stripper leaning against the door frame.
CASS: Have a good night Champion

Chance: Chan: hey I saw nothing.

DMaster: she walks to the girl, they go hand in hand down the path. You walk out.

Chance: take one last look behind me and smile real big.
Chan: That is one for the record books…