Battle Written Out

The battle is:

Chance with Silent Fate and a shield, Shemrata with a metal legion whip, double bladed scimitar and Cescatia, just some spells.

Vs.

Four Verwadelen with claw slashes and paralyzing bites, plus a follower of Immryllion with a crossbow, sword and daggers.

TOP OF ROUND ONE
Chance in full champion mode and bark skin – one round left. There are (4) Verwadelens and (1) Immryllion Thug

The battle starts out well for the group as the first furry beast runs in and was too excited, slid past everyone and slammed against the wall. It lost its turn (Rolled a 1). Wasn’t seconds after the next beast turns and takes a swipe at chance only having the Champion deflect the attack off his shield, then it stumbles a bit losing the rest of its turn (rolled a 1 again).

Shemrata pulls out her whip, lets it snap to a hard sharp crack of metal. She lasso’s it around the closest Verwandelen and wraps it tight (5hp), and the creatures eyes bulge and flexes trying to get out but does not, only does more damage with the metal thorns (3hp). But with the excitement, her eyes bulging, spit flying & ticking very loud, she tries to stab it with her retractable dagger and all 3 of them failed. One because the dagger was not out, the other it was a wild slice and the last one the tough skin just did not pierce. Many a swear word was uttered after that.

After another attack on Chance by a creature that failed, the Angel called Cescatia (Chance and Shemrata do not know her name yet, or know she is an angel, but it helps with the battle, so deal with it). The Angel radiates some light and out of her hands erupts an onslaught or radiating light that slams into one of the creatures. It screeches in pain as it glowed for a second, some crackle and pop sounds are heard (30hp).

With the battle ramping up people are getting hyped. The thug pulls out his crossbow and fires but it was so off target it hits the ceiling and then the wall. The bolt lands harmlessly to the ground (rolled a 1)

DM NOTE: Me and Todd back tracked and when I rolled a 1d3 with the discord dice roller, it rolled a “2” – 5 times in a row. I then got mad and did that roll 26 times in a row. By all rights each number should of been rolled 7-8-9 times. “2” was rolled 12 times. With that being said, out of 31 rolls (1d3) “2” was rolled 17 out of 31. Close to 60%. That is not a good dice roller IMO. Anyways on with it.

The Champion is all barked up but on a wild swing, one of the black beasts rips between the helm and shoulder and gets him on the neck (11hp). Jumping back, Chance gets out of the way of the following attack.

With that, the Quarter Elf turns, fire beaming from his eyes, furious and he slashes three times. So fast the creature could barely see it, all rip through the black beast in various locations (11hp, 10hp, 10hp). The Verwadelen, shocked by the speed and pain, he wails a bit grabbing for his wounds. Then Chance grabs for his necklace, holds it and says “nividen” and pop, he disappears from where he was standing.

Holding onto the Verwandelen with all her might Shemrata glances over to see this happen, “wat the… fuck? Where did he go? Great, just great!” she growls through her teeth figuring now she has to take on these creatures all by herself.

TOP OF ROUND TWO
Chance in full champion mode and bark skin – one round left – he is also invisible and unable to be attacked. There are (4) Verwadelens and (1) Immryllion Thug, 1 Verwandelen is grappled

The creature facing Chance, it’s eyes bulge seeing him disappear. Glancing around he attacks the next closest thing and that was Cescatia. With a slash of his claws it rips through her making her scream a bit but before she could finish, teeth dig into her (28hp damage, failed her CON save, paralyzed for a round, but made her DEX save so no additional damage taken with the dual successful attack of these creatures – the gnaw). Blood is trickling down her body and making its way to the cave floor.

Another beast in black goes after Shem, connecting at an open spot in her armor. It didn’t hurt nearly as much as she thought (6hp). The next one is deflected by the large Odius’s tail much to the surprise of the creature.

With the creature in front of her grappled with her metal whip, she drives her dagger into it three times making blood fly and the creature whine and growl a bit (5+4+6hp of damage). The tail bats it on the head once for some additional damage (3hp).

That same creature panics and bursts with energy making the metal whip “snap” and shards of metal go flying in every direction (3hp of damage to the beast). “Fuck!” Shem yells hoping the whip would hold longer. It wildly swipes at Shemrata and connects making her back peddle a little (9hp of damage).

With the Odius engaged, the thug drives his sword in between the plate-mail making the Legion wince a bit and growl, (20hp of damage, flanked attack).

The last one turns and takes a duel attack on the blonde woman ripping through her like turkey on thanksgiving, (20hp of damage) and she is starting to lose her light, it shudders a bit and her eyes bulging, tears flowing.

Chance side steps, prepares and slashes as hard as he could on the wolfie attacking Cescatia, ripping through it pretty good making blood fly and the surprised creature howl (22hp of damage). The Champion then drives his sword deep into the side of the creature before it could even react (12hp of damage).

Completely baffled Shemrata in the corner of her eye is looking at Chance shaking her head. A bit of anger rumbles thinking of what just went down.

TOP OF ROUND THREE
Chance in full champion mode, no more bark skin – He is now visible. There are (4) Verwadelens and (1) Immryllion Thug

The glowing girl is backed up into a corner and a Verwandelen is closing in. It takes two wild swipes and rips through her making her gasp and yell. Blood splatters across the cave wall (21hp – she only has 1 hp left). She falls to her knees hard, gasps and blood pouring out.

Shemrata fending off, what seems to be the entire attacking party, the rest gets attacked and the bite from the beast clanks off her armor, but the slash was on target ripping through a seem in her armor. Eyes wide and starting to get more and more angry she pulls a bit away trying to unclaw herself (11hp of damage). With that she takes her tail and it wraps around the beasts throat tight. The Verwandelen’s eyes bulge and instinctively goes for the throat trying to break free (it rolls a crit fail on STR save – 6hp of damage. FYI – with the choking: Miss another save = passed out, another = ded). While it was wrestling with her tail, Shem rips her dagger into the creature three straight times making blood go flying (8hp, 5hp & 3hp of damage).

DM NOTE: I switched dice because it was not rolling well (a little superstitious I know) and went to a dice set I never used before; Icewind Dale dice. Yeah, oops. The attack rolled a 20 and 19.

The creature after getting owned by the Champion because he went invisible turns to the man in anger. He swipes both times in a semi-rage and it slams Chances head with his big paw making his head snap back in pain (4hp of damage) and then a swipe right across the neck and shoulder area that was just exposed from the last hit (16hp of damage Crit). Chance stumbles back wide eyes and feeling that hit and blood starting to trickle.

Cescatia glances up, and looks for a place in the cave that is empty. She finds the farthest place and “woof” she disappears. The Verwandelen in front of her has it’s eyes bulge and look around knowing that the big glowing eyed man did that too. But she just “blinked” about 20 feet from the battle on the far side of the cave. That power takes little to no time, she shutters, light fluctuates and she heals herself (11hp returned).

Seeing that happen and now the thug that is closest to her, he turns to go after their main target only to get a swipe from Shemrata. Unfortunately she had her tail all wrapped up in a beast and only could take a wild swing – and she misses. Distracted for a short time he turns back to the blonde girl who is now slowly rising again to float, blood splattered across her naked body, fear in her eyes. With the distraction though, he takes a wrong step, some loose gravel and slips. He tries to right the ship only hitting a rounded stone and he goes ass over teakettle landing on his head (3hp of damage – Rolled a crit fail – prone next round). Cescatia nods her head with a small smile assuming it was, well, divine intervention.

Another creature turns quickly and swipes at Chance only to have him deflect an attack with his shield and the other goes harmlessly by, as he side steps the attack. But the creatures eyes start to get really wide seeing what is happening in front of him to this… thing.

The helmet Chance has been wearing gets thrown across the room. The surrounding area darkens a bit and Cescatia shivers and slams herself against the cave wall feeling the evil. Within seconds, this grotesque demon-like head emerges from the Champions, some blood flies, bones crack (2hp of damage). His hands curls and out comes claws that a dragon would be envious of. A bellow erupts from this now demon creature that makes everyone stop for a second and glance over, hair on end and instant fear overwhelming them. They are advanced enough to shake off the fear, but it was present none the less.

Shem holding fast with her tail around the neck, backs up completely surprised, “well fuck, didn’t know the Champion could do that!?”

Chances, or the demons movement was almost a blur. A monstrous swipe connects with the one Verwandelen and its top half goes one way, his bottom half goes another killing him with a slight hissing sound of heat and fire (18hp of damage). He turns and slices through another as it was trying to recoil from the speed, (7hp of damage). Chance stops, breathes in deep and lets out a straight line fire breath that covers 10ft in a straight line for 30ft. One creature that Shem had takes the brunt of it (15hp of damage, failed save, the next one makes its save and takes 8hp while Shem made her save but is resistant to fire so she only took 4hp).

TOP OF ROUND FOUR
Chance is now in frenzy mode, he has another round before he collapses. There are (3) Verwadelens and (1) Immryllion Thug

With the frenzy form, the Finsters Champion has the ability to auto heal when hit by an enemy. Todd rolls a 1d100 to get the percentage of healing. One of the Verwandelen’s attack and the first one misses at it is still trying to wrap its pea-brain around what is in front of him. But the second connects (12hp of damage, rolled a 12% and 2hp was healed).

Another creature, quite unsure of the situation now, takes two swipes but misses the Chance-Beast by quite a bit. It takes a step back, wider eyes and starting to second guess.

With everything going on, the Champion in some weird fire breathing demon form, the blonde girl blinking all over and creatures she is trying to contain; Shemrata stabs the one she has wrapped up in her tail (5hp) and goes to do it again, trying to drive it even deeper, but between the sweat, chaos and blood underfoot she slips and slides, and tries to catch herself. usually this was not an issue with her tail but it was currently wrapped around a smelly furball’s neck. The Odius crashes hard to the ground, releasing the tail, making a clanking sound when metal hits floor. She groans a bit feeling it (3hp of damage) and knowing she is now open for attack.

Gasping for air, on it’s last leg the creature Shem had wrapped in her tail turns and punches the Odius who is on the ground struggling to get up making her slide a bit across the floor (7hp combo of bludgeoning and slash).

Cescatia has a quick flash of light that distracts everyone for a short moment, and she heals herself (9hp returned). Her eyes fluctuate and energy burst from her hands slamming into the Immryllion thug making him stumble back a bit but feeling it as he lets out an odd groan, yell (Closest Spell: Eldritch Blast: 17hp of damage). He is getting himself situated, and seems to be ready for the next round.

Chances speed and rage is making everyone on edge. He slashes the closest creature Ripping through it (13hp of combined slash and fire damage). Before it could react chance plunges his fist through the side of the Verwandelen and out the back making its eyes bulge and a howl erupt from its mouth (17hp of damage – Crit hit). He finishes by pulling out the claws and gouges him, blood and fur flying about the cave (10hp of damage).

TOP OF ROUND FIVE
Chance is now in frenzy mode, last round before he collapses. There are (2) Verwadelens and (1) Immryllion Thug

The creature that seems like it has not even been touched yet in battle tries to make an attack on Shemrata only to have the feet slide from all the blood and fur mixing on the ground (rolled a crit fail).

DM NOTE: That was the 8th “fuck” or “1” I rolled, could be a record for me.

The last Verwandelen looking less for wear, swipes crazily at Shem as she was getting up missing and another clanking off the armor.

Shem is now up and ready, but loses her turn situating herself from her fall.

Again Cescatia glows a bit and she winces knowing that is the last time she can use that power (heal 12hp). She takes a deep breath, eyes grow large, light beams out and she groans a little as this stream of light burst from her hands into the Beast that looked the best (Creature missed save, 30hp of damage Guiding Bolt).

As Shem watches Chance move in on the struggling Verwandelen she smiles a bit knowing, they have them where they want them. She was ready to go, though hurting, could probably take out the good one, the floaty blonde girl has a decent arsenal and Chance is just ripping through everything. A smirk rolls across her face.

Chance takes the one by a semi-surprise and the beast form Champion and slashes hard across it’s back. As it turns to defend Chance digs into both sides of the creature with all his might and pulls it apart into two pieces. Blood, guts, fur flies everywhere and splatters across the occupants as well as the floor(11hp of damage). He just kicks the half corpse across the floor creating a bloody streak. The Champion goes to lunge for the last creature…

DM NOTE: You guessed it. “No Luck Todd” rolls a 1 burger. I was stunned. It was pretty much the only number that would of been a miss at this point.

As he lunges his feet go completely out from under him. The pools of blood,fur and guts doing him no favors. In mid air, he is slowing turning horizontal and a look of realization washes over the demon line face, “well… shit.”

Landing hard on the ground in front of the Odius and the Creature, Shem’s stomach sinks a bit. The Verwandelen curb stomps the now fallen creature (4hp of damage). Chance just turns over, a quick flash of light to heal and suddenly the Demon form retreats back into his body and he lies there motionless.

Shemrata’s eyes bulge seeing that and all her confidence went flying out the window. The creature and Shemrata turn to each other snarling knowing the battle is all but won, but for who?

Chance is in pain, a lot of it. With his last thought he heals up his wounds the best he can and everything turns dark.

First Five Begins Now!

Chance wakes up laying in a pool of what he is assuming blood, the smell of death and wet dog waft into his nose. He leans up and coughs, looks about the room.

It is dark with a faint light shining through the cave entrance. Bodies lay across the cave floor. Three of those Werewolf creatures, in various states of dismemberment, but also a pile of ash behind him and in front of him.

The Champion shakes his head, gets his bearings and stands up. He can feel the ash of his clothes under his armor all fall through the inside making him want to itch his body all over. A loud sigh escapes and he walks to his sword that is on the ground, picks it up.

Sheathing his weapon he slowly walks out to a chilly night, though he doesn’t feel it, the new blonde woman laying on the ground in weird oversized clothes and looks to be asleep.

Turning he was taken by surprise as the Odius slams the Champion up against the cave entrance wall. Pain sears down his back from the onslaught, tail wrapped around his neck. Her eyes ablaze, loud foreboding ticking.

“I don’t care if you are Finster’s Champion or what, the next time you pull a stunt like that I will gut you myself!” She says, through her teeth and a little spit flying. She looks pretty wore and hurt, blood everywhere and wounds apparent.

Chance is pinned up against the wall, a large tail wrapped around his neck and a retractable dagger at his throat. Staring at the Odius, he nods softly then tries to look down.

She releases the Champion somewhat violently, and storms off and ranting, “to just disappear in the middle of battle letting us fucking hang… and,” the Odius stops, tail flailing about.

“What the fuck was that? All claws, demon faced and blowing fire everywhere!” she finishes almost screaming, arms flailing. “I am one to take Velencia with a grain of salt, she can be a bit much, but man… she was dead on with some of these things.”

Chance’s entire body slumps from hearing the name Velencia and all the times she bagged on him. He never thought it to be really true, but more and more it becomes apparent… maybe she is right.

By now the blonde girl is awake, leaning up looking the two of you over, with wide eyes.

Chance just shakes his head, leans against the wall and lowers himself to a squat. Hands on his knees he just stares forward, mostly on the ground.

It was a tense few moments, but Shemrata breaks it, “what, you are going to pout now? Because I am yelling at you?”

He shakes his head and speaks, somewhat softly, “you are right. I shouldn’t of went invisible in battle, my timing with my transition to demon form was maybe not the best and that is because I am trying to get used to all of this…”

Stepping forward, eyes still a bit blazing, “turning into that, whatever the fuck it was, is fine but passing out when we needed you the most?! Really?” Shem says, then points over to the now wide awake girl, “this little thing here saved our ass, turned anything living and probably evil into dust, I am guessing. I rolled out of there just in time,” she finishes wincing a bit thinking of how painful it was.

“I just..” he tries to say but the quarter elf gets interrupted.

“You just what?” Shemrata yells, “you are the Champion of Finster, you are MY Champion and this does nothing to invoke confidence in me…”

He nods his head, looks to the ground again.

“Apparently I still have a lot to learn…” he says dropping his butt to the ground and kicking out his feet some, making some dust go flying.

After a few minutes, Shemrata has the horses all but ready. She is helping the glowing girl with her make shift outfit that they took off the very smelly bandit man that was now ash; but his armor and clothes survived the attack.

A shadow comes over Chance who was still in deep thought, he is on the ground leaning. He glances up to see Shemrata staring at him, looking down.

The Odius squats. “Listen, sorry about bringing up Velencia, I know it’s a sore spot with you. Plus, I can’t imagine the burden you carry with this Champion thing. But I have to believe that these events you talk about, this ‘fate’ is something that is making you stronger and more powerful.”

Continuing, trying to be a bit calmer, “If I had an easy life, had no tribulations to get through, I would never be here. I would never have clawed and scratched my way through all the bullshit. I definitely would not be the ‘leader’ of my kind. Those hardships shaped me, got me where I am today. So in some way I can understand what you are going through…” she says trying to get the quarter elf to look her in the eye.

He shakes his head, “none of this makes sense. I have been the Champion for how long and still struggle with my powers, why I am here and, well, I don’t necessarily buy the reason he chose me either. All I know is that Finster picked me out, I got some fun extra powers that did not come with directions and that I somehow keep screwing up in moments when it matters most.”

Shem scoffs making him glance up, “let’s not get over dramatic, you accomplished what no one could, for decades and decades. Finster is in the Godplane and it was in no small part to your devotion, hard work and, well, love for us all.”

Staring across the valley, the moonlight getting a bit brighter, surprised by her words, he says softly, “that is what is driving me now. The love I have for everyone, the idea I want to protect them from enemies and I desperately want them to have a sweet, peaceful life… I don’t want them to endure the shit I have gone through,” the Champion finishes starting to tear up. “Seeing my biological mothers grave really made me think of how little time we have, and that seeing her husband, how important it is to move on with everything and live your best life. Even if it tears you up inside.”

“That is so far out of my zone, I am not sure what to say,” Shem says with a chuckle, “I killed my father & mother, would of done it a hundred times if I could.”

Dipping his head, the Champ chuckles a bit.

“I have traveled with some unique people, amazing fighters, Priestesses and Warlocks. They have their moves, they have their power, they have their style and you see it in battle, finishing blows that would take an amateur years to even come up with, let alone perform…” Chance says again now staring out across the valley.

“Tribulations,” she says standing back up, wiping off the front of her armor, “this is how you are becoming stronger, learning and adapting. Creating your own moves, your own style. Unfortunately you are also leaving some people in the wake of your inexperience, but hey. I am alive, still breathing and we have a little girl in a smelly oversized outfit for a trophy.”

The blonde woman’s eyes bulge a little and looks around.

The Champion stands up, glances over to the girl, then back to Shemrata, “smelly? She is smelly now?”

The Odius pulls her hood, wraps her tail and walks for her horse, “yup, sulfer and ass. So for punishment, you are riding with her,” she finishes with a laugh.

Chance grabs the girl and puts her on the back of the horse, despite smelling terrible and wearing an odd oversized pair of pants and shirt.

Thinking for a moment the Champ turns and walks to Shemrata who was ready to jump on her horse, she stops and turns.

“I’m sorry that I…” the big man says, staring right into the Odius’s eyes, but gets interrupted.

A hand is placed on his shoulder and a smirk under the hood, “let’s not go there. All anyone will know is that we battled with these werewolf things, we won, took a few licks and now we are moving on. I know you feel bad about it, but let it go. Let it go now. I will be right by your side if we have to raise weapons again. Learn Chance, adapt, make yourself stronger, create your own style. I might of been quick to act and spoke when you woke, I was a little pissed off. But if making you ready for that bitch Immryllion means I have to take a few more bloody noses… then so be it.”

Chance’s face grows with a big smile and nods his head, putting his hand on her shoulder as well. “Glad you are here with me Shem.” Thinking to himself, damn, she has really grown.

The quarter elf keeps his hands on the Odius and a light flashes and emanates between the two. Shem’s eyes bulge and she softly gasps. “Dammit Chance, warn me next time when you are going to heal… jebus!”

“Nope, you would of argued and refused. It is not a complete heal but it will help with any discomfort,” he says as he turns and walks to his horse.

When he gets near, he hears the blonde woman say, “Verwandelen, they are called Verwandelen. Werewolves are different…”

Nodding his head to her, “alright, now we know, you will have to fill me in on our trip back to Camerondale,” Chance finishes jumping up, grabs the reigns and the three of them start off down the path back to the main road.

They start to pass by the small settlement they went by earlier. A few torches and a lantern or two are lit. A head or two pop out of the tents with wide eyes. (Rolled a crit on perception).

Chance stops, jumps off his horse, and beckons for Shemrata to take care of them and the girl. The Odius smirks a bit and unhorses. She then grabs the reigns and moves the horses a bit away as fast as she could, seeing the Champion with a full head of steam, heading into the camp.

“Fuck, guess we are doing this,” she murmurs, shaking her head and getting herself ready for yet another rumble, “not sure we can handle this right now…”

The Champion of Finster is striding threw the camp much to the surprise of anyone left there. He makes his way into the largest tent surprising a guy eating some beef jerky. Grabbing the man by the collar dressed in practical rags, smelling like sulfur and ass, he slams him against the pole holding the tent up. The tent waves a bit, some dust flying. The Champion’s eyes burst with energy, skin ripping with lighted veins.

“Tell Immryllion I will be coming for her,” Chance starts in a guttural growl, that is slowly turning into a reverberated yell that is making everyone’s hair stand on end,” and she will not like what is in store…”

The stinky man is shaking with fear, eyes as wide as can be. Chances “fear” in full effect on this guy, some smoke rising from the sides of his mouth.

The Champion comes to a bit realizing the reflection in the mans eyes, it is usually of a beaming light, but it faded to nothing, despite the fact he is still in Champion mode. A deep powerful anger is stirring in his gut, shadows and whispers dance in his head. He drops the man hard to the ground, before he rips his neck out.

He turns to exit, walks out to Shemrata ticking like a time bomb, double blade swirling and tail flailing. No one is really threatening her but she is standing them off none the less. There is four people at most, two on the ground cowering and the other two a good 20 feet away from her holding make shift weapons, looking like they wanted to run and nothing more.

A loud sigh comes from the Champion and he walks to the Odius with a smile. One look from him makes her jump.

“What the hell!” she says backing up, wide eyes staring at you. Leaning back into him, “does your eyes always do that now?” Trying to stay quieter for no one to hear.

Chance drops his head, shakes it and sighs loudly, knowing his eyes must of turned black again, “let’s just get going before these guys make a bad decision, like dying…” Turning to them with a growl he forces more power out and the two men standing back peddle making one trip and fall on his ass.

The two of them walk off to the horses and Cescatia. The woman is staring at the large quarter elf in wonder and fear.

“I am guessing those fur-balls we fought came from that camp, and that’s why you stormed the place,” the Odius says with a bit of muse, “I have to tell you, despite the last battle, I really like traveling with you. Never a dull moment really.”

Shaking his head Chance grabs his reigns and jumps up on the horse, “yeah? That’s great, next time we travel, let’s make it Summer Isle, we can get a barrel of Grim-Eyes finest and wear skimpy bathing suits…”

With a growing smile on her face Shemrata shakes it off with a chuckle, “You… wouldn’t want to see me in swim-wear, really…”

The night had a few clouds passing by, a vision of one of the moons if the hills dipped far enough. A cool brisk wind that no one seemed to mind at all. After riding for about an hour they make it to the small town that was on the corner of this path and the main road back to Camerondale.

“Not sure what is south, at least not until we hit the buried castle, so we should probably find a place here,” Chance says looking to Shemrata.

She just shrugs her shoulders.

Glancing back to the girl, “is that alright with you?”

The soft glowing woman meekly looks up to the giant of a man and also, shrugs her shoulders.

“Fine, fine,” he says unhorsing, getting the blonde woman off the horse and guiding the riding beast to the stable.

The group walks into the town around 11:00 PM, it is a decent size, but you can tell it has grown slowly. Some buildings look nice, others worn down. Other buildings have a sharp architecture while others seem to be near shanties. The group searches around and trying to make short work of finding a place to stay. Eventually they find an Inn, or what they hope is an Inn called “The Grateful Goat.”

The place was all but empty, just a few sparse tables, a bar along the far wall, stairs on the opposite and some big bay windows in the front. The only sound is Shemrata’s and Chance’s armor clanking a bit, and a growling sound coming from the bar. The group walks over to see a man leaning back behind the bar, feet up and snoring loudly.

“Excuse me,” Chance says somewhat sudden and loud.

The man scrambles, losing his balance falls to the side onto the floor. Thud! Shemrata giggles and the large quarter elf just rolls his eyes.

“Yes, yes, what can I…” the bartender says quickly standing up, then stops looking the three of you over, “…help you with?” He is staring at the blood soaked armor, dirt and the oddity of the group.

Glaring at the man, bringing intimidation into it, the Champion says slowly, “Need room, a stiff drink and food, you got any of that?”

Working its magic, the man dressed in common clothes, a white apron with some stains on it and a receding hair line stiffens up and nods his head, “yes… uh, yes we do. Two rooms, and I can cook up some spiced taters if you want.”

The Bartender and Champ exchange money and the three companions stand by the bar for a short time getting served a mug of ale each.

Taking a swig and wrinkling her nose, Shemrata coughs a bit, “had worse, I guess,” looking into the mug a bit disappointed.

The little girl takes a sip and shrugs her shoulders, “don’t taste like nothing really.”

Chance takes a deep drink, and swallows hard, “eh, has a bite to it, but it could of been… wait, what?” He turns to look at the girl, “you don’t taste this?”

The blonde woman shrugs her shoulders, “no.” She takes another sip, shrugs her shoulders again. Looking at the two of them staring at her, “well, I don’t think I feel temperature either, I haven’t been hot or cold since the cave. (small scoff) I guess being an angel I don’t need any of that.”

Shemrata and Chance staring at her, “an… angel? What the hell is an angel?”

They get a look in return, just as baffling, “you never heard of angels? Angelic beings?” She responds taking another sip and looking disappointed.

The Odius and Champion exchange glances and shake their head. “I think Cullun said something about angelic beings but I just assumed he was speaking of Edwin… wait, whoa… are you like Edwin?”

Shaking her head, “no, not really…” she is looking about the bar room, then turns back to the two warriors. The blonde goes to smile at them, then she shudders and a quick flash of light hits her. The woman’s eyes are bulging, “Uhh, well. I guess that’s all you need to know right now,” finishing the sentence with worry on her face.

After a few moments of pure confusion, Chance puts his hand on her shoulder making her jump a little, “well, can we at least have your name then?”

She nods, “my name is Cescatia,” she says with a little smile, but she seems to still be stunned by the little light show that happened to her.

The group gets the taters, eats them up quickly and heads to bed. Shemrata had her own room and Chance and Cescatia got the other room.

Walking in Chance goes over the room to make sure there is ample ways to get out if the shit hits the horsetail. 20′ x 20′ room. An older bed against the middle of the far wall, two windows to either side. Good size windows, enough to bust through if need be. A dresser against one side a small table and a chair that looks like it has been repaired 20 times. Oddly enough a really nice rug on the ground next to the bed, it seemed out of place.

“You can have the bed,” Chance says pointing to the rickety old piece of furniture against the far wall, taking off his belt and putting his helm on the table.

She shakes her head, “No, I do not need that, I slept, or I think it was sleep, on hard granite for quite some time, having something that soft and unfamiliar would most likely be a problem for me. I probably wouldn’t sleep.”

Giving her a thoughtful look the Champion grabs some pillows and throws them down to where the Angel was standing. “Want some pillows, at least for your head?”

Smiling, she nods and starts to take off her clothes.

“Whoa, whoa, what is going on, you’re not going to sleep in those clothes? Or something else? Maybe a blanket?” the tall man says backing up a bit almost falling on the bed.

Giving Chance an odd look, “really? You’ve seen me naked before, why is it a big deal now?” Cescatia says taking the top off, now completely naked and squatting down to get ready to sleep.

Shaking his head and smiling a bit he responds, “good point, I guess, plus you are easy on the eyes so that doesn’t suck.”

She lays down, pillows under her head and she closes her eyes. Chance takes off the armor, and the clothes that were burnt just falls to the ground, in a pile of ash. He too, is now naked. He sighs loudly, “Well… shit.”

He leaves the room and searches for the bath, only to find practically a closet with an undersized tub and a water barrel. Luckily it looked like it is in functioning order. Lights the mini fire, water looked clean and he jumps in and gets rid of all the extra residue clinging to him. Looking at his knuckles, cleaning them, he can see the dried blood that trickled from them, where the claws emerge.

Afterwards he jumps out, goes to the water barrel with an old mirror above it. The Champion looks and can still see some blood marks down the side of his face, the dark line from eye to ear now a bit more prominent. He washes the rest of the blood away with a heavy sigh.

Eventually Chance returns to the room, crawls into bed a bit past high moon and falls fast asleep.

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Mondalay 7:00 AM

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Getting shook awake, Chance rips out his dagger instinctively, the Odius grabs his wrist with her tail and a small smile forms on her face, a bit wider eyes.

“Sleep with a dagger under the pillow, nice…” she finishes with a smirk.

The Odius thumbs over to the other side of the room, “I told Cescatia to take a bath, she stunk, I scrounged up a better, less smelly outfit for her to wear. Found it in my dresser in the room.”

Shem goes to the dresser in your room and is looking through it not finding anything worth taking.

Chance yawns, stretches, slides to the edge of the bed and climbs out, forgetting he is naked.

“Hey whoa, yo!” Shemrata says eventually looking over, backing up with wide eyes and her hands out, “too early for frank and beans my Champion! But damn, you are… ripped.”

Confused for a second, he stops himself from turning around and he starts to laugh, “oops, sorry, forgot about that. I am just tired.” He wraps the bed sheet around him the best the big man can.

Chance walks around to see Shemrata bent down, ash in her hand and a perplexed look, “I am almost afraid to ask…”

“My clothes,” he responds with a chuckle, “when I go into, that, form my clothes don’t make it. So I have ash in my armor for as long as I, well, keep wearing the armor.”

Standing up giving the Champion one eyebrow raised, “So you are going commando the rest of the way huh?” The Odius slowly shaking her head, smirk on her face.

Smiling, and realizing that, Chance nods, “why yes. Yes I am. I’m gonna be hanging free, free-ballin’ and loving every minute of it!” He finishes with a sarcastic fist pump.

Shemrata shakes her head and turns when the door opens. In walks Cescatia, naked as a jay bird, holding a towel; not to mention she is soaking wet. A confused look on her face.

“Dry off? You might want to dry off there titties Mcgee,” Shem says with a bit of muse, turns to the Champion and gives him an evil smirk, “I’ll be waiting down stairs.”

“Nice… thanks.” With a sigh and a chuckle Chance walks over to Cescatia and helps her dry off, trying not to pop some wood, and getting her dressed.

With a bewildered look on her face, the angel replies, “titties Mcgee? What does that mean?”

“Term of endearment I suppose,” the Champion musters up in response in between giggles.

“hmm, what does endearment mean?” she says inquisitively.

Smirking and shaking his head, “let’s just get down to the bottom floor before Shemrata gets the wrong idea,” Chance finishes off with a bit of whip.

“What would she think is happening up here?” Cescatia responds, like a 5 year old, only to get a chuckle and head shake from the tall quarter elf.

Both of them make it down to the ground level, the place looks closed, and the Odius standing in the entrance yells to the two with a bit of muse, “This is not some resort! Let’s get going!”

Turn Based Begins Here

Chance: I will make my way out the door and get to our horses

DMaster: The town is bustling, for the most part, being Mondalay morning. It doesn’t take much time, you get to the horse and get ready to ride.

Chance: I will have Cescatia ride with me as I climb up on the horse hold my hand out to her

DMaster: She gets on and you all head south. The road is apparent but not well maintained. Some clouds rolled in during the night making everything a bit subdued, but the temperature is mild at 55 degrees or so, and a slight breeze is nice. DM: Condensing. First four hours they travel passing by a merchant or two, a traveling family you suppose and some wildlife close to the shoreline that is sometimes barely in sight. They stop to eat, drink and take a wizz. They head back out, making good time and around 3:00PM they stop again.

Chance: Stop when the horses look like they need a break since they aren’t Toby quality

DMaster: SHEM: Wonder how far off the stronghold is

Chance: Chan: well, let’s take a look at the map, sure we can get an idea of how far off we are
Looking for the map we have to see if I can figure out just how far away we are from the stronghold

DMaster: She is waving it around, frown on her face and frustrated.
SHEM: Can’t tell… We passed by a few villages or towns back there but they were not listed on the map, Just some Spring Creek. Don’t know if it is before or after the stronghold.

Chance: Chan: Ahhh, good ol’ Spring Creek.

DMaster: Shem gives you a look.
SHEM: You know where that is?

Chance: Nod head.
Chan: Sure do, it is almost a days ride south of the Stronghold. So we’ll find it long before finding the town.

DMaster: She glances back down to the map, growls a little and puts it in your hand that had it out waiting for it.

Chance: Giggle a little, look over to Shem and try to calm her down.
Chan: Once we hit the Stronghold, it won’t be long getting home then.
Glance at the map and laugh.
Chan: Wow, who drew this map, a five year old?

DMaster: Shem is just staring at you.
SHEM: No. My Champion. A 35 year old Odius drew it. My apologies for not making it look like it was shit out a Kings ass…
She sarcastically curtsies.

Chance: I walk over and put my hand on her shoulder and smile
Chan: well we are going to ride towards Springville to get us closer to Camerondale. Hey, we can’t all be good at everything right?

DMaster: A long drawn sigh escapes, and she shakes her head.
SHEM: Well then. Let’s get going. I hope my horse can make it.
She gets up on the horse

Chance: Hop back up on mine as well, and get the horses moving again

DMaster: The weather hasn’t changed much but the sky starts to turn yellow to orange as the sun makes its way down. You guess it is around 7:00 PM. You are trotting along at a good pace and you double take. In the far distance, on the road you are riding you think you can see someone on the road. You think you see two people now, one runs towards the hillside, the other stays at the road.

Chance: One hand instantly goes toward silent fate as the other still holds the reins. Looking over to Shemrata as I see the figures. Stop the horses.

DMaster: She stops too.
SHEM: You saw that too? I’m a little antsy so I am hoping for a good tussle.

Chance: Look at her from the corner of my eye.
Chan: Could be a trap, or maybe not. Be ready for anything Shemrata

DMaster: SHEM: Be. Ready for. Anything?
Gives you a weird look and shakes her head.
SHEM: Doubt it is a trap. Traps are set so you can’t see them from hundreds of yards away… Just saying

Chance: I am going to ride just a bit closer to the figure on the road

DMaster: The person seems to be in a robe, has some equipment and what you think is a spear

Chance: Hand gripping silent fate a bit tighter, see if I can make out any identifying features on the robe

DMaster: Right now you can’t tell, it’s all sunset and shadows making it tough to see good. But the area is starting to feel familiar. Looking to your left you can just barely see the water, and flashes of the time with Plugr, Talia and Genesis come into mind, your first assignment.

Chance: I come to a stop and motion for Shemrata to hold up, dismount from the horse and pull out Silent Fate
Chan: I think we are at the Stronghold. Keep your eyes as sharp as you can.

DMaster: She is not moving, a weird distorted mouth from what you can see, squinting… in deep thought

Chance: Glance over make sure Cescatia is alright.
Chan: Shemrata, are you alright?

DMaster: Nodding slowly, smile forming a bit.
SHEM: I would bet you a golden barrel of ale that is one of ours…

Chance: Chan: well, only one way to find out isn’t there? Cescatia, stay here for the time being.
Smirking on Shem, glancing to the Angel.

DMaster: Cescatia nods, looking on. Both you and Shemrata approach cautiously.

Chance: I pull my shield onto my arm and slowly approach.

DMaster: From the now visible buried stronghold, a person is bounding out big smile. A shorter man, but stocky. In greenish rags of sorts and has a shit eating grin on his face.
HAM: Look what the dogs dragged through
Hamza is about 50 feet from you rounding the castle.
SHEM: Ham, you ugly smelly son of a bitch

Chance: Chan: if you aren’t a sight for sore eyes, Hamza
Getting a big grin on my face

DMaster: You guys get together, warrior hand shakes a few jokes and laughs.

Chance: Go get Cescatia and the horses, come back.

DMaster: Hamza sees the woman and looks at the two of you with a sly grin.
HAM: Uh, I don’t remember anyone else getting mis-teleported.

Chance: Chuckle and smile
Chan: Truth, but this is Cescatia, we met up with her. She needs a little help reaching her destination.

DMaster: Giving the both of you a “uh sure” look he waves you on.
HAM: Velencia said to keep an eye out for you two
SHEM: uh, why are you out here, isn’t this a bit below you?
HAM: well… as of now, maybe not.
Shem lets out a laugh
SHEM: Oh shit, Vel is pissed huh? What did you do?

Chance: Chan: A demotion? Just exactly what did you or didn’t you do?
with a raised eyebrow

DMaster: You are all walking to the back of the giant mound.
HAM: It’s not a demotion, that I know of…
Shem interrupts.
SHEM: No, it isn’t… but you sure as shit know when that Priestess gets angry with you.
A hearty laugh from Hamza he nods his head. Cescatia is glued to your side. You make it around and there is about 10-12 goons. Hamza stops and gets everyone’s attention.
HAM: You all know Shem here, and this is our Champion
Everyone drops what they are doing and kneels. Cescatia’s eyes bulge looking at them, she then slowly looks up to you. Shemrata chuckles
SHEM: Hey you never know, maybe they are doing that for me?

Chance: Give Shem a fun smile and a sarcastic nod.

DMaster: HAM: Yeah you wish, go change your panties and when you are done the food is over there.
He is pointing at a make shift table. Shemrata gives him a playful push.

Chance: Look about, beam my eyes a bit.
Chan: now everyone, I do not stand on tradition. Everyone get up please. The only one you should bow to is our Lord Finster.
Shake head and chuckle a bit

DMaster: They slowly get up, a bit of awe on their face, seeing their Champion, eyes beaming, in evil demonic armor, shield on back, weapon on your side, but they don’t know you are free-balling.

Chance: Remember that, I look over at Hamza
Chan: Hamza, do you perhaps have some spare clothes here that might fit me

DMaster: He looks you over and to his guys. DM: Todd rolls a “1” to see if any clothes would fit.
HAM: I don’t think anyone is even close to your size
You glance and they are all short, or fat and short.

Chance: Chuckle a bit and shake head
Chan: At least we get to see a friendly face out here and know we are closer to home.

DMaster: He nods and you four sit around a second fire. You grab drink and some food – for you and Cescatia.

Chance: I will keep Cescatia close by me so she will feel safe. hand her some food and some drink.

DMaster: She takes it. Sits next to you. Then is nibbling on some food, drinking a little.

Chance: Chan: So what happened for you to be out here?

DMaster: He chuckles, shakes his head
HAM: Well you see, Velencia has a hard time distinguishing distance, time and speed. The Inn we portaled to was a good day and a half horse ride. We were supposed to leave earlier but she kept delaying it.
Shem is smiling eating, nodding.
HAM: We rode most of the night, I was exhausted. We got to the Inn, had to threaten him to give us the room. Ended up, well, (ahem) removing the occupants. Then we were able to set everything up…

Chance: nibbling on some food, frown a little, glance up.
Chan: Removed?

DMaster: Shrugged his shoulders, take a long slug
HAM: We hid the bodies well.
Shem smiles real wide and takes a big bite.
HAM: Then your wife shows up, asks where you and Shem were

Chance: Chan: Ahh, yeah I am sure this is where the shit hits the horsetail.

DMaster: He nods real big.
HAM: All hell broke loose, Velencia came over and read me the riot act, I tried to explain but…
SHEM: Yeah, don’t bother, she don’t listen. Though in a week or two she will be calm enough to review and figure it out. But when she’s hot, forget it.

Chance: Nodding my head in agreement with Shemrata

DMaster: HAM: Then word came down the hideout we were supposed to Raid was empty.
Shem gags and coughs a bit
SHEM: Wait, what? You didn’t even raid the place then? Oh shit.
Eyes wide shaking her head a bit.
SHEM: Her and Khamyra spent weeks getting that ready.

Chance: Clench my jaw thinking of the lack of communication with my wife, for… weeks apparently.
Chan: Still sounds like more was at work here, remember where we ended up, what we encountered, and more importantly how it supposedly happened.

DMaster: She nods her head, taking a sigh in between bites.
HAM: Uh, what happened. The problem with the sigil?

Chance: Nod head.
Chan: I have it on good authority, a Sahaugin Priestess drew the sigil on a dank ass cave floor and that is how we got there…

DMaster: Wide eyes and a bit of anger.
HAM: Really? REALLY! So it wouldn’t matter what time I…
Shem takes a moment from stuffing her face to wave her hand.
SHEM: It will never fly. Let the Priestess know what happened but be careful with your tone. In time she will come around.
Hamza grunts, grits his teeth and nods his head.
HAM: Anyways, by the time I got back, barely got an hour of sleep and she threw me out here. Our Priestess does not like mistakes, and she hates ones she makes even more.

Chance: Snort, take a bite.
Chan: Conveniently finds a way to deflect it to you, sorry man that sucks.

DMaster: He warmly smiles to you.
HAM: It’s the hazards of working with the most powerful woman on Legon.
He sighs, then gives you a look to see your reaction.

Chance: Nod head, look at him smile softly,
Chan: That she is.
Take a gulp of drink.
Chan: well, knowing Velencia, I am sure it could have been a lot worse though. So a little vacation out to the boonies of Camerondale lands seems a bit mild.

DMaster: HAM: Agreed. When word came down that the hideout was empty, I was expecting a tirade and all I got was…
He takes a deep breath, wide eyes
HAM: Her face turned beat red, she didn’t say a word and she jumped through the portal. I knew then, the fire potion was about to explode.
Shemrata smirks
SHEM: I’ve seen this once when Chance here… well… lets not get into that.

Chance: Chan: and then what happened? Since me and Shemrata missed the shit show that happened afterwards. For once I am glad in a way I was not here for it
chuckling a bit

DMaster: He sighs
HAM: Well, some girl named Trinity popped through, told us to pack up and head back. We did that and well, that was it. I was thrown into as the lead for this trip and that’s all I really know.

Chance: Chan: and so you get the brunt of it and demoted for a mistake
Sigh a bit

DMaster: SHEM: Chance, he didn’t make a mistake. But it really doesn’t matter.
HAM: Again, I didn’t get demoted, I just got… sent to do the dirty work rather than my normal routines
Shem stops everything and gives you a long stare.
SHEM: By the way, we never breathe a word to her about anything we talk about, for… obvious reasons.

Chance: Nod my head emphatically.
Chan: Agreed!!! Well, at least we got back closer to home considering where we ended up. Fought what did you call them? sausages?
Giggling a bit just saying that

DMaster: She smiles, finishing up her food.
SHEM: Come on, who can pronounce their names. I know. It was an eventful journey so far
Giving you a nudge

Chance: Chan: well especially when you drank what was it, Nut Milk?
Chuckle, finish my food.

DMaster: Ham wrinkles his nose, gives the Odius a look
SHAM: Don’t knock it until you try it, it was good.
Points at Hamza
SHAM: Get your mind out of the sewers you degenerate!
They both laugh.
HAM: I can’t help but notice you picked up an extra… traveling companion?
Smiling looking the girl over

Chance: Trying not to laugh, turn my attention to our angel
Chan: I am keeping her safe and making sure I get her to Camerondale

DMaster: Hamza and Shemrata are staring at each other. The Odius gives him a subtle head shake.
HAM: Well, OK. No biggy.

Chance: Chan: a very long story, one I shouldn’t tell anyways.

DMaster: He nods, One of the goons walks to Hamza, he nods his head. They walk off a little and he throws something in the air, and you see a messenger sparrow take off.
HAM: Just letting them all know you are safe and almost home, except I can’t imagine Khamyra has not been scrying day in, day out.

Chance: Chan: as I expected she would be. When we were not where we were suppose to be, I am sure she lost it.

DMaster: He shrugs his shoulders, smirks.
HAM: Well beds are over there, I brought extra’s, have as much food as you want.
You notice a few people going into the strong hold in that back entrance

Chance: Nod my head and smile. Not even questioning it right now, I just want to get a few winks of sleep.

DMaster: You three head over and plop into bed, want to do anything before sleeping? Pull the poker a few times?

Chance: Make sure no one is looking when we plop into bed. Since I am free ballin’ not sleeping with armor, maybe?

DMaster: Well, it would be near impossible to get out of your armor without showing everyone the frank and beans. Shem is currently telling Cescatia to keep her clothes on, actually almost begging her, glancing around to everyone in the camp.

Chance: Sleeping with armor on. I guess so will just plop on the bed and close my eyes. Let out a little chuckle listening to Shemrata telling Cescatia to keep her clothes on.

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Tuskalay 2:00 AM

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DMaster: You toss and turn and toss and turn, finally you get up all frustrated.

Chance: Get up and go stand by the fire. Turn to champion form so it will keep the exhaustion away, for a bit.

DMaster: A few of the goons look intimidated, but they warm up to you. You chat with them, tell them some generic stories and they were absolutely thrilled. Not much happened except, you notice as the night goes on, the wind is picking up. By the time the first hint of pink hits the horizon it is gusting.

Chance: More or less just keeping watch as I see the first hints of pink hit the horizon. Once its close enough go wake up Shem and Cescatia.

DMaster: They grumble and get up. (heh, get up) Eventually the camp wakes up, you grab some breakfast, looks like sausage and eggs; it smells great and you eat up.

Chance: I’ll nibble on some food, take a big mug of beanwater. Getting antsy, wanting to move out.

DMaster: You hear some conversation.
HAM: Wait you can’t taste this… do you smell it?
CES: Yeah I think. Not sure really.
Shemrata is eating heartily, and chuckling

Chance: shaking my head and turning to watch this play out

DMaster: CES: Like I was saying earlier to these two, Angels don’t need that kind of thing….
His eyes bulge, head snaps.
HAM: Uhhh, what?

Chance: Chan: Cescatia!
Growl that loud, turn with eyes beaming.
Chan: Not, another, word.
Staring, pointing at her.

DMaster: Her face is struck with fear, some people dropped their plates others flung the cup from fear. Shemrata chuckles and looks to you impressed.
SHEM: Cescatia, let’s not get into that. No more talking until we can figure more out.
CES: Sorry.
She puts down her plate, gets into a sitting fetal position and stays quiet.

Chance: Great, I just made an angel shit herself. Turn back to normal now. Letting them finish eating, I go check on the horses. Make sure they look like they could make the journey home

DMaster: They seem fine, they are old mares and they seem to be making it ok. You have not rode them very hard. Hamza grabs Shemrata and walks her away, as you venture around the castle

Chance: making sure to look back towards the direction of Hamza and Shemrata. Every now and then make sure no one else is around.

DMaster: You walk around the castle to get to the horses, so you cant see them. There are two people in robes by the barred door. They are leaning against the boards chit chatting. You work on the horses a bit, and then notice the three of them are walking towards you.
HAM: Well guys, its Camerondale lands I can’t imagine you will fight anything but boredom and this crazy wind
The wind is brutal right now.

Chance: Chan: well let’s hope so anyways, thank you for the food and beds.

DMaster: He nods his head, warrior handshakes all around

Chance: Mount my horse and hold my hand out again

DMaster: She jumps up
HAM: Spring Creek is about a days ride south, should get there around dinner time.

Chance: Chan: thank you again. I just want to get home.
Sigh a bit thinking about having to deal with Emeric and Black Dahlia when I get back

DMaster: You guys head out.

Chance: Wait until I am out of range, stop the group. Pull closer to Shemrata.
Chan: What did you and Hamza talk about? I saw the tug and pull over, what did he want?

DMaster: She gives you a look.
SHEM: What do you think? He heard the term “Angel” and was pretty interested in it.
Cescatia shrinks a little in the saddle.

Chance: Give her a backwards pet.
Chan: It is ok Cescatia, I didn’t mean to yell. I just don’t know what this all entails just yet so the less anyone knows, the better.

DMaster: Shemrata nods.
SHEM: I just said to Hamza, she thinks she is an angel, but we really don’t know. I also told him to keep his pie hole shut to Velencia. I trust Hamza with my life so I am sure he is not going to tell anyone.

Chance: Chan: Alright, good. Hold tight and don’t let go unless I tell you Cescatia
Explain to her to wrap her arms around my waist as we ride

DMaster: DM: Condensing. The first 4 hours were great minus the wind just blasting you. You stop to eat, drink and urinate all over some unsuspecting dandelions. You are riding farther south, more small villages pop up, a town or two. More people on the road trying to keep their hat and belongings in toe; it is really windy. The road is getting nicer and nicer. Fencing is coming into view on either side of the road. You stop again for a quick squirt, watching which way the wind is blowing of course, and drink and eat. Off you go and within an hour or so, you come across Spring Creek. DM NOTE: The DM is a dumbass. He kept calling it Springville, like we were playing the Simpsons or something.

Chance: Get off the horses, give the stable a few copper. Go look for the Unusual Tulip.
Chan: We are looking for an Inn called the Unusual Tulip.

DMaster: Shem chuckles.
SHEM: Unusual. Tulip. Well, alrighty then.
You guys get to town, and head inside.

Chance: find the Inn. Try and use my ring of black ward to see if it will get us better rooms and food.

DMaster: DM: Todd rolls a 7+7 on persuasion.
The Inn owner kind of recognizes you, and if you didn’t have on that armor probably would of got it for next to nothing. But the weird armor, your face being older and worn, giggle, it kind of evened out. It was usually 8 silver a room, 1 gold if you want dinner. You got it to 8 silver for room and grub.

Chance: Chan: Probably a good idea to stay out of the public eye for now.
Looking at the two of them.

DMaster: They nod. Shemrata goes to her room with a few extra mugs of ale you bought for her (she did give you all her money). You and Cescatia go to another room, eat, and get ready for bed.

Chance: Not caring she is bedding in my room, I strip down and get in bed. Throw a pillow or two on the floor for her and close my eyes

DMaster: She drops her clothes to the floor, takes the pillows and lies down. You actually fall asleep pretty quickly.

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Wedmak 7:00AM

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DMaster: You sleep decently. Roll over and the Angel is just standing at the bed side, staring at you, hands clasped in front. Naked as a Jay bird.

Chance: Smirk and chuckle.
Chan: Well, good morning
Wake up, get going, grab some quick breakfast and head out. Camerondale is about 8-9 hours away, I can almost taste it. Well, have to make a stop at the shale to grab Toby as well

DMaster: DM: Condensing. You guys get a move on. Luckily the wind is not as bad, but it is bright sunshine, almost 70 degrees. It’s an awesome day to be riding. You make great time, stop for a brief moment to whizz on a rock face, eat some stale rations and take a few gulps of the water skin. There are more villages on both sides, pass by a town you believe. You guys stop again about an hour into the current jaunt, but do not dismount. Shem gets closer to you.
SHEM: I am pretty sure an hour up the road there is a valley I can take to get me to Velencia’s. I will be taking that. Then you will be about 40 minutes out of Camerondale.

Chance: Chan: Well, umm, give my, err, “best” to the Priestess eh?
giving her a nod of my head and a smirk.

DMaster: She chuckles and you keep going. About an hour, she stops you; points at a valley. Looks partly man made.
SHEM: There is the trail, I’m heading this way.

Chance: Ride up along side Shemrata and extend my hand, giving her a warrior’s handshake
Chan: Thank you. Thank you for everything, Shemrata

DMaster: She smiles, nods and waves to Cescatia, who does the same back. She starts her trot into the valley and you keep going. Before you know it, you can see the walls of Camerondale.

Chance: A big smile goes to my face seeing the walls
Chan: we are almost to my home, we just have one stop to make along the way.

DMaster: You assume she nods. Riding a little bit harder, a little bit faster you make it to the Shale.

Chance: Make my way towards my old house, see if Toby is still in the pen

DMaster: He is, he neighs and stomps his foot a bit seeing you with another horse.

Chance: Great, a jealous horse now. Am I going to get bucked? Jump off the horse guide him to the pen.

DMaster: Dash jumps out
DASH: M’Lord. Glad you are… Shit… Chance, I mean

Chance: Chan: Glad I am… shit?
Giving him a weird look.

DMaster: He smiles, Hands out
DASH: Oh, no, I meant to call you Chance, or well, hell. Welcome home.

Chance: Chan: I know (chuckle) It’s been a long journey to get home
Giving him a big smile

DMaster: He smiles back.
DASH: New horse, huh?
He spots Cescatia, eyes get big.
DASH: Whoa, eh, heh, hi, hello there
His face starting to blush seeing her, she is a 20 Charisma.

Chance: Shake head give him a scolding look.
Chan: Cescatia meet my friend Dash, and she is out of your league my friend, way way out of your league.
Chuckling

DMaster: He frowns
DASH: Well, I doubt River would like that anyways
Dash chuckles

Chance: put my hand on his shoulders and smile
Chan: well of that I am sure, I just came to get Toby before heading back to Camerondale

DMaster: He is looking at the horse you rode in on as it wanders the pen, avoiding Toby who is getting pulled out.
DASH: What do we do with this horse then?

Chance: Chan: I do believe our Historian does not have a horse, am I correct?
Getting Toby ready to ride.

DMaster: He nods and smiles.
DASH: Nope. I think he might like it too… who knows with that guy.
You notice only one other horse in the pen, it must be Dash’s

Chance: Finish getting Toby ready, grab Cescatia, get her on the horse.
Chan: I hate to cut this visit short, I am sure Khamyra is worried about me. I still have a shit load of things to explain to everyone, and somewhere in between get her where she needs to go and catch a wink or two of sleep.

DMaster: He nods and bids you farewell. Toby is a bit spirited (wonder why) and you make it in practical record time. What a difference though. Toby is big, full and precise. The other one was thin and random almost. You head into Camerondale.

Chance: Get Toby to the stable and head to my house first leading the way

DMaster: You get to the stable, pay your copper, and head out of the gate. As you leave you almost get bowled over. Khamyra is hugging you, as best as she can with that armor on.

Chance: Hug her back tightly, lift her up a bit and kiss the top of her head

DMaster: She softly says
KHA: Enjoy your vacation?
She giggles, eyes welling a bit.

Chance: Chan: I wouldn’t call it much of a vacation, you were not there.
Hoping she doesn’t notice my scar

DMaster: It’s part of your already scarred area, she might in different light, but it would be hard to see otherwise.

Chance: Hug her a bit tighter and then lift her up to look in her eyes
Chan: I missed you so much love and have so much to tell you.

DMaster: She smiles and you two kiss.
KHA: Well, why don’t you get the Ward out of the way and get home. I have most of our things packed already for our trip…
she seems to be rambling a bit. Stops and looks around you.
KHA: Can we help you with anything?
Glancing back at Cescatia.

Chance: Chan: Oh! This is Cescatia, I have to drop her off at the Temple.
Bring the girl around.

DMaster: Khamyra is stunned, because she is gorgeous, as gorgeous as she is.
KHA: Oh. Really?
Gives you a raised eyebrow look, knowing this is not the time for questions.
KHA: Anyways, I told them there was a mishap with some magic, but I figured I’d leave the rest up to you.
She looks at you then tries to slap your ass, then she shakes her hand as it ricochets off the plate.
KHA: Ow!

Chance: Can’t help but laugh at that
Chan: How’s the armor feel?
Lean in and whisper in her ear
Chan: I am free balling by the way
Before letting out a laugh

DMaster: She laughs a little and then she stops abruptly, looks at you from the corner of her eye. Blushing a bit.
KHA: Just tell the ward you are home, drop off the blonde and get home. I miss you…

Chance: Nod my head and smile
Chan: I missed you too, love. But, not sure what time I will get back, I will explain everything when I am done dealing with the ward

DMaster: She nods. Squeezes your hand and walks off.

DMaster: CES: Can you drop me off at the temple first?
She says, the first words she spoke in a day practically.

Chance: Nod my head, then remember.
Chan: Yes, but, I am not allowed inside, but I can get you there.
Sigh a bit, looking back at her
Chan: we can talk as I get you to the temple

DMaster: you guys walk, it is not far. Typically busy for a Mondalay evening. People have wide eyes seeing you, a 6’3″ large man with Armor that is not of this world.

Chance: Make sure I have the face on, the “I’m evil but have no interest” face. LOL.
Chan: So you know why I said I can’t go to the temple don’t you?

DMaster: She shrugs her shoulders

Chance: Chan: I am the Champion of Finster, my dear

DMaster: she shrugs her shoulders again

Chance: Stop her.
Chan: You do not know who Finster is?

DMaster: She stops and looks up to you. She thinks and shakes her head.
CES: I guess I was asleep for longer than you thought.

Chance: Chan: Hell’s bells, Finster has been around since the turn of the 3rd Era…

DMaster: She grabs your arm.
CES: 3rd. Era?
Her eyes wide and even gasps a bit.

Chance: Smirk, look at her from the corner of my eye.
Chan: That would put you, well, asleep for at least 340 years or so.

DMaster: Her eyes huge just staring straight out.
CES: whoa.

Chance: Get her moving again.
Chan: Finster is the rival of Animax, so let’s just say the last time I was here, I almost brought the whole temple down
Reliving that moment over in my head
Chan: Animax and Finster are allies now with the new threat looming over us.

DMaster: CES: Why are you telling me about my Uncle?
You guys are strolling along, the temple is coming into view.

Chance: My head snaps to her when she says that. Stop her again.
Chan: Your, uncle… Animax is your uncle?

DMaster: She glances up
CES: Yeah, Animaxes big brother
She looks back at you seeing you are stunned with wide eyes
CES: Wat? Wat is it?

Chance: Think for a moment.
Chan: I got to meet your father, he is quite interesting, but it was for a brief moment.
Still looking at her a bit in shock

DMaster: CES: He is, I miss him, haven’t seen him in…
She smirks & sighs.
CES: Apparently at least 340 years.

Chance: Chan: let’s just get you to the temple where you will be safe
Lead her to the temple

DMaster: You get there, a few people outside are talking, they see you and move quickly away. Wide eyes, even a gasp or two. Cescatia giggles.
CES: Popular I see

Chance: Frown and give them a sharp glance.
Chan: as I told you, me and the temple are not exactly besties. I will wait until you are safely inside before I take my leave, remember ask for Saundra

DMaster: She nods, then turns and right in the doorway, Saundra is walking with a bit of a head of steam, she stutters to a halt. Sees you both and eyes big.
SAU: Uhh, Chance?

Chance: I will wave for Saundra to come to me. Like I need to speak with her

DMaster: The angel looks to you then Saundra. They lock eyes.
CES: Saundra? I was supposed to see Rosalinda, but Chance said she is dead

Chance: Lower my head a bit hearing that again

DMaster: The Priestess is nodding her head at her, an eye on you.
SAU: Who is this?
Walks to her, and is real close. Saundra shudders a bit, giving the girl a look, then backing up.
SAU: uhhh…

Chance: Chan: Saundra we need to speak but perhaps on more neutral ground, so I can explain

DMaster: SAU: Come on in. As long as you don’t turn into your glowy creature, you are fine in here. Plus with all the comradery now, I think you are 100% alright.
She lets the angel in

Chance: Chan: I am not allowed in the temple Saundra you know that

DMaster: She gives you a fierce look
SAU: Really? After everything that is happened… Yeah, that’s long gone Chance. The day I arrived, I made sure of it, now get in here. I got things to do and not a lot of time to do them

Chance: Nod my head and make my way up to the door
Chan: Well, you might want to clear your schedule.

DMaster: SAU: Oh… great.
You walk in and she guides you to one of the chambers. Cescatia is now glowing a bit more and she seems to have a smirk on her face.
CES: (quietly) Uncle…

Chance: When we get there, I will begin to explain to Saundra about Cescatia and everything I know about her, plus how Edwin was involved as well

DMaster: Cescatia is just walking around, glowing and smiling, running her hands along the wall. Saundra stops you at the angel part. She is in utter disbelief.
SAU: Wait, WAT?!?
She backs up, a bit of fear in her eyes.
SAU: An angel? No, no that can’t be right
Shaking her head the Priestess walks to an alter and leans on it.

Chance: Chan: that is what she told me. And apparently, her father is Animax’s older brother. I figured where better to bring her than here, since she did originally ask for Rosalinda. Maybe you could make better sense of this than me

DMaster: The Angel smiles and giggles again.
CES: Uncle…
Both of you look over to her and she is glowing pretty good. Suddenly her wings pop out and she floats a bit. You can tell she has a bit of worry in her face. The light makes you wince a bit.
CES: Uncle, You feel weak.
Glancing to Saundra.
CES: Is he ok? He almost seems like he is sick.

Chance: Raise my eyebrow and slowly look over to Saundra.

DMaster: Saundra’s head snaps around, a bit of anger on her face.
SAU: What?!?
Cescatia is looking at Saundra thoughtfully. She then shutters a bit, an odd almost mechanical sound echos in the chamber and a light erupts from the ground. It was brief but it was pretty crazy.
CES: Sorry, I just had to let Father know I made it
It stings you a bit more than the light.

Chance: Chan: Uh… ow?
Giving her an evil look. Knowing I cant change over.

DMaster: Saundra stumbles a bit and backs up
SAU: No… it can’t be. Oh.. no.
She turns to you
SAU: Ok, ok. Well… I… it’s all good Chance, you can go now
The Priestess is completely out of order. Looks to the angel, you can almost see Saundra tearing up a bit.
SAU: Ok, enough already, get down here!
She says almost scolding.

Chance: Nod my head knowing when to get out of the way

DMaster: The light is hurting you a bit, so it’s probably a good idea

Chance: I grimace a bit as I make my way to the door and out into the evening going over what was said inside, and shake it off before heading to the ward. Check to see if they got the new entrance complete while I was away.

DMaster: It’s not far off. You leave head up the main road and it is right there. It appears the new entrance is good. You can see a fence leading up to a door and a guard standing there. Stairs then lead up to the second floor.

Chance: Make my way over and be ready to flash my ring

DMaster: The guard stops you, its a woman. She gives you a once over and nods her head. Walking in you are in the main area. A good 140 feet by 80 feet. Huge candelabra hanging from the ceiling. Giant table in the middle, chairs all about. To the right is a set of alcoves, and in each one is a desk. To the left is lockers of sorts, storage and food. Across the floor to the other side the wall is lined with windows and you can see out into the City. For now, you see everyone around a huge table, with notes, books, mugs, some food, and they seem to be working on something.

Chance: Clearing my throat, as I see everyone around the table

DMaster: Their heads all snap to you.
CAR: Hey everyone it’s the part timer!
He has, well you can guess it, a big smile on his face.

Chance: Shaking my head with a small smirk on my face

DMaster: Emeric has stopped what he is doing, and is just looking to the floor with his hands on his hips. Veronna has a smile on her face.
VER: Welcome back, glad you made it home safe.
Veritaan is there too, gives you a nod and smirk. Bastian was in the corner of the room, at a bigger desk with a pile of books, of course.

Chance: Walk a bit farther in.
Chan: Well, since everyone is here…

DMaster: Emeric puts his hand up, then looks at you.
EME: I am not sure this is the best time for explanations.
He says looks to everyone
EME: Everyone, we have gone in a circle for hours now, we are not getting anywhere with this. So everyone head for home, get some rest, come back with fresh eyes. See you tomorrow at 8

Chance: look down for a minute then back up.

DMaster: Carver went for you and Emeric shook his head. But Bastian made his way to you, as the rest leave.
BAS: Good to see your home,
Smiles to you with a little wave
BAS: I’ll leave him to you, Emeric
He turns, walks out and down the stairs

Chance: Let out a sigh, knowing I am in for it. Stand straight, head up and hands behind my back.

DMaster: Emeric walks over, leans against the table, crossed arms
EME: Glad you made it home safe.
A quick glance to you and then to the floor.
EME: The explanation I received was, vague at best, so tomorrow be here as early as you can. I know you are traveling with the Royals tomorrow morn, but I would appreciate it if you could carve out a few minutes for me before hand.

Chance: Nod my head feeling a bit defeated yet again, but understanding
Chan: I will make it happen. I do have one question before I go for the night Emeric, if you would indulge me

DMaster: He looks up and nods his head

Chance: Chan: did you know the Franks family very well?

DMaster: Giving you a surprised look.
EME: The horse trainers? Yeah, well enough I guess, at parties and the like.

Chance: nod my head
Chan: What was Catalina like?
Choking up a bit as I ask this

DMaster: He looks at you, notices the change in your demeanor.
EME: I’m sorry, Catalina?

Chance: Chan: Catalina Franks, what was she like?

DMaster: He shakes his head
EME: I don’t know of any Catalina Franks. I knew Conrad and Geena Franks, their kids. My daughter rode with them a few times during her training. Is Catalina a cousin or something?

Chance: Shake my head a bit
Chan: Not is… was.
Stop clench my jaw, push that shit back right now. Maybe not the best time to ask.
Chan: Catalina was Conrad’s first wife
Feeling myself start to loose it a bit I turn my back to Emeric

DMaster: EME: Oh. He had a wife previous, passed on I am guessing.
He shakes his head
EME: I never met Catalina.

Chance: Chan: its okay, sorry to have taken up your time

DMaster: He nods
EME: Tomorrow, I’ll be here at 7, try and get here fairly early please

Chance: Chan: I will make it so
Knowing if I stay any longer I might break down. I nod my head at Emeric and make my way out into the night. Thinking to myself, why did I just ask him that? I knew that I would get emotional and shit. Dammit. I make my way towards home, once I get there I am heading inside. I make a beeline straight for my bedroom.

DMaster: You head in, you can hear voices in the Kitchen, but unsure who is there.

Chance: Get out of my armor, grab some clothes. Thinking of Catalina, seeing the gravestone, the oddities with it. Putting armor and gear in the corner. Then head back down, make my way to the kitchen

DMaster: You walk in, somewhat in a daze and in deep thought. You see Khamyra, Novalee, Griffen, and Reneta. The two little tikes getting fed by Novalee. They all look up and smile. It hits you, like a ton of bricks. Remembering the conversation with Shemrata.

 
DMaster: You dip your head and the tears start to fall. Khamyra’s eyes bulge a little looking around the room and heads for you. Takes you by the hand, leans in a bit.
KHA: You alright? What is wrong?

Chance: Get myself under control. Look up and smile to everyone.
Chan: Absolutely nothing is wrong, I am just… home.
Fight the tears and laugh a little.

DMaster: Everyone cheers a bit and you get handed a mug of brew. Khamyra gives you a hug.
KHA: Much better hugging you like this
She says with a laugh. Novalee stops and runs for you giving you a big hug
NOV: Ohhhh, so glad you are back home

Chance: can’t help but laugh and give Novie a big hug
Chan: Good to be back home Novie

DMaster: Everyone comes over and greets you. Hugs and handshakes.
GRI: Luella and Trinity will be here shortly, as well as Dash and Cullun

Chance: Chan: is this my welcome home party or something?
Smirking

DMaster: KHA: …or something.
They all cheer, knock on the door – Novalee answers and in walks Lue Lue and Trin. They both give you a hug

Chance: hugging everyone and smiling. Make my way over to the two little ones and give them a small kiss on the head and a small hug as well

DMaster: They are yapping away, pretty much feeding themselves. Crayon is a mess, Krusty is pretty clean. They are saying almost full sentences and the like. They seem pretty excited to see you.

Chance: Smiling, laughing and have a couple slugs of ale.

DMaster: Cullun and Dash show up, They bring a covered bucket and they also have a few growlers of amber colored liquid. Novalee’s eyes bulge
NOV: Yeah!
She grabs the stuff, sets it up and its the dumplings and butter beer. There is tons of it. Cullun walks to you, and exchange hand shakes.
CULL: Thank you for my new transportation.

Chance: Chan: You are very welcome.
Big smile goes to my face seeing everyone here I care and love, all under one roof again

DMaster: A quick scan over the group, eating, drinking, laughing. Brings you back to the days before the ascension, all under one roof. You actually really miss it. But you concentrate on food and drink for now. It is really good.

Chance: Take my time to enjoy the food before I am sure the questions will start flying about my latest journey.

DMaster: DM: Condensing. Some conversation about what happened, a few stories from the society about what they are doing now, and Crayon yapping away like usual. Then there is a knock on the door. Novie runs to get it. The voice hits you hard.
JOS: Sorry I am late…
It is your mothers. Tears are almost instant and stream down your cheek.

Chance: getting up out of my chair, almost falling, I run to her and just hug her

DMaster: She is surprised but lets out a laugh and embraces you back
JOS: Sorry, with the Royals leaving we had to do a lot of extra work… but, it will be like a vacation for us when they are gone
she giggles

Chance: feeling the tears flowing knowing I cant stop them I just cry as I hug her

DMaster: She suddenly notices you are crying. Everyone in the Kitchen is now quiet looking on, wondering what is wrong and why you are crying.
JOS: What? Wat is it? Wats wrong?
She pulls back, looks up to you.

Chance: Smile, try and get this shit under control.
Chan: its okay, I am just so happy to see you mom, we don’t get enough time together.

DMaster: JOS: That. Is very true.
She nods, smiles but gives you a look like “we’ll talk later”

Chance: Wipe a few tears away and nod my head, gently take her hand and bring her into the kitchen to see the kiddos

DMaster: Novalee has a seat out for her
NOV: Dumplins first, kids second
Everyone laughs. You sit back down and dive in. Sisse is with the kids now getting them cleaned up.

Chance: Dive in and spend the night chit chatting with everyone

DMaster: Wonderful time. Laughs, smiles and the kids being goofy. Your mom loving every second of it. She is really enjoying being around you and your “family.” Eventually your mom takes your hand and walks out to the back, and you two are just outside the building in your backyard.
MOM: I know that look, what is wrong hun?

Chance: Chan: I could never hide anything from you could I? No matter how hard I tried
looking down a bit before looking back up with a few tears in my eyes
Chan: I feel bad even saying it, like… it shouldn’t mean anything to me. After all she didn’t want me in the first place.

DMaster: MOM: Didn’t want you…? Oh… oh.
She says but you can tell she might know what you are talking about

Chance: Chan: Catalina Franks grave. I… was afforded the opportunity to visit her grave.
Put my head down feeling everything rush into me.

DMaster: The long journey, the ordeals, the suddenness and the odd connection you seem to have. Your mom reaches up and touches your face. It makes you jump a little. She giggles.
JOS: My Son.
Tears streaming down your face.

Chance: Chan: I love you mom.
Lean into her touch still crying. Trying to get this shit under control.
Chan: I don’t know why I even care, she didn’t even want me
saying this quietly

DMaster: JOS: That. Is not entirely true.
Giving you a sad look.

Chance: Bring head up, look at her.

DMaster: JOS: I am not sure she had a choice. What she did on Summer Isles was not something a married woman should do. She had a very full life to go back to and bringing a baby back would of destroyed not only her life but many around her.
She sighs and leans into you.
JOS: She couldn’t even say anything as she handed you off. Just a kiss on the forehead and she ran out of our house.
Just a few minutes of holding each other and a few tears between the both of you.

Chance: Get myself better under control.
Chan: but seeing her grave makes me think life’s too short not to cherish those you love and care about.

DMaster: JOS: You never know what life is going to throw at you at any given time. Heck, one day I was cleaning out your fathers nets for his next fishing job, and the next I was feeding this gorgeous baby boy…
She smiles, and she has a tear trickle down her cheek.

Chance: hugging her and just sobbing a bit more. Eventually get myself under control and pull back a little bit
Chan: I am sorry about all this, I didn’t mean too…
trying to get myself back in check

DMaster: Interrupting.
JOS: Chance. My Son. It’s a conversation we probably should had a long time ago and I am sorry. I only recently heard she had passed. That is when I should of…

Chance: Interrupting.
Chan: No. Mom. It is all good. I have a feeling this was meant to be like this.

DMaster: You two finish off a wonderful mom and son moment. The rest of the night moves on and most of the party leaves, Sisse takes her leave seeing 10 people wanting to put the kids to bed. Your mom wins out and puts the kids to bed.
JOS: It is getting late, I am going to go home.
She smiles
JOS: And, it will only take me 15 seconds.
You too embrace for some time and she leaves. By now everyone is also starting to leave, they say their goodbyes.

Chance: Leaving me and Khamyra with some alone time

DMaster: Once everyone left, you close the door, and start to walk away but then; a knock on the door.

Chance: I will go to the door and open it thinking somebody might have forgotten something

DMaster: It is your Mom, she is standing there with something in her hand. She looks a little ashamed.
JOS: I always wondered when the right time to give you this was, and now is probably the best
She hands you a book
JOS: Catalina gave me two things that day. She gave me you, and she gave me this book.
She gives you a hug and walks away quickly and you can hear her start to cry.

Chance: God, I am tired of crying today… send a few tears down my cheek. Wait until she is out of sight to turn around and close the door, still holding the book in my hand, I walk into the living room. Look to see what the title says

DMaster: You look at the book… the title makes you stop. Grow rigid and stare.

Chance: How… how can this be? I was named by… whoa. wow. Read it a bit out loud.

DMaster: The title of the book is “A Chance Encounter.” Your Biological mother, somehow, someway named you.

Chance: feeling the tears still flowing, I just touch the the title with my finger tips.

DMaster: Thoughts, ideas, feelings floating around your head. You are baffled as much as you are surprised as how much this is effecting you. You keep hearing your mother say, “she gave me you and she gave me this book.”

Chance: I plop down on the couch and keep tracing the title over and over again

DMaster: After a bit, Khamyra pokes her head in.
KHA: Everything alright?

Chance: Just getting lost in my thoughts, glance up then back down and shake my head slowly.

DMaster: She comes in wearing a practically illegal nightie. She plops down next to you
KHA: Hun, what is going on with you tonight.

Chance: Chan: I was going to wait to explain everything that happened but, I guess now is the best time. I saw her grave… my biological mother’s grave, while up near Rockdale.

DMaster: Her eyes bulge a little, then she leans back and nods
KHA: That would explain why you were barely holding it together, and with your mom here.
She leans in and engulfs you in a warm hug.

Chance: Still tracing the title with my finger tips

DMaster: KHA: That was Catalina right? Catalina… Franks.

Chance: Nod my head and look at her with tears in my eyes

DMaster: KHA: Oh, hun
She hugs you a little tighter.

Chance: Chan: So many oddities. She was born on the first of Lacuna.

DMaster: KHA: Wow, ok. That is, a bit odd. Just like you.
Still hugging you.

Chance: Chan: Her favorite flower was the Dahlia.

DMaster: KHA: Uhh, ok. Oh, you mean you are in the Dahlia and.. gotcha
She is nodding her head.

Chance: Chan: She was barren.

DMaster: She leans back again and tilts her head.
KHA: Barren, you mean unable to have children.
Saying this with an eyebrow raised.

Chance: Nod head, still staring at the book.

DMaster: KHA: Who said this?

Chance: Chan: Her widower. He was pretty damn sure of it too.

DMaster: KHA: Well, you know he might not had enough arrows in his quiver, if you know what I mean.

Chance: Shake head.
Chan: He had three kids with another woman.

DMaster: Wider eyes, mouth open.
KHA: Oh. oh, well… then.
She shakes her head a bit. Now she is in deep thought.

Chance: Chan: And finally, this…
Hand her the book.
Chan: Other than me, it is the only thing Catalina gave my mother.

DMaster: She takes it and looks, her eyes bulge a little
KHA: Wait, Catalina gave this book to Josephine. But, why? And… Did your mom get your name from this?

Chance: Chan: Think anyone would have “chance” on the top of their boy names for babies? I am sure my mom used that as a sign to name me, Chance.

DMaster: KHA: That is… weird and amazing at the same time.
She is now also staring at the book, tracing her hand on the name.

Chance: Chan: I don’t know what to even think right now, and then what I saw and heard at the temple tonight has me worried as well

DMaster: She puts her finger to your lips
KHA: I know something that will take your mind off it for at least a little bit
She stands up in the nighty

Chance: eyes get big seeing her in the nightie

DMaster: She runs her hand across your cheek.
KHA: You’ve been through a lot, I think now is the time to put your noggin to rest for a short time

Chance: nod my head and gently lift her up off the ground, and carry her upstairs
Chan: And put something else into action.

DMaster: She smiles real big and laughs as you carry her up the stairs to your room where you pork like porcupines in heat. You try to talk a bit about the journey but both of you are exhausted and fall fast asleep.

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Thuralay 4:00 AM

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DMaster: DM: Todd rolls with advantage and still only gets a 5. You struggle sleeping. Tossing and turning, thinking of the angel, Animax sick? Your biological mother, what was she like? She really wanted me? At some point you feel you are keeping Khamyra up.

Chance: Let her sleep, get up and go get cleaned up. Then grab some clothes. Once cleaned up I quietly go back to the living room and pick up the book.

DMaster: Its about 5 in the morning now.

Chance: Start looking through the book. While I am looking through the book I will go to champion form to fight off being tired

DMaster: Its a novel, you are reading a bit of it and it looks to be a romantic one. At the end though, written on one of the last pages.
“Catty, Get well soon my love, I’ll keep the horses warm until then. Just get better! Love Connie”

Chance: Eyes get big seeing that, knowing Conrad had no clue about what Catalina had done on the Isle. Maybe why she literally had to give me up…

DMaster: The nagging thought that she was barren, he was pretty sure about it

Chance: He thought for sure was that she was barren. Maybe she wasn’t as barren as it was believed to be, or maybe it was some type of miracle birth thinking to myself. Giving that thought a chuckle. I set the book down and prepare to head to the ward. Feeling the thoughts of dread of what Emeric is going to say to me

DMaster: You take a bath, get ready into your normal gear. Khamyra is just getting up and Sissy has come in getting the kids.

Chance: Gear up and give Khamyra and the kids a quick kiss
Chan: Emeric wanted to speak with me alone, so I hope I am home sooner than later.

DMaster: She looks at you, some concern on her face,
KHA: You barely slept.
Puts her hand on your arm.
KHA: Well, I have everything packed for you, I would like you to say goodbye to the kiddoes before we disembark, so please make it home fairly soon? We leave at 9:00 AM.

Chance: Chan: of course love
Making sure to do what I can now, before heading to my meeting with Emeric. Then head to the ward make my way to the entrance

DMaster: You flash the ring, go in. Emeric is there looking over a few things. It is eerily quiet, and the room has a subdued feel too it. The table is now half empty. You see a bunch of these little square like papers with symbols on them, a ton of what you figure are Bastian books. Not exactly sure what they are but you have way too much on your mind right now.

Chance: Make my way over to the table

DMaster: He looks up, points to a chair with a mug in front of it.
EME: Morning. Thank you for getting here so early.

Chance: Chan: morning to you as well Emeric
Walk to the chair, sit. Take a sip of the drink.

DMaster: EME: I figured you can tell me what happened last Saturday. We do have some time, so let me know what happened, rather than a vague mention of magic and a sigil?

Chance: Just looking down into the cup for a minute, then look back up begin to describe what happened
Chan: Well, we were on a scouting mission of sorts and… (fill him in)

DMaster: Is there anything you leave out

Chance: Well besides the fact I went into demon form that is the only thing I leave out, oh and Velencia being involved

DMaster: He is giving you a look.
EME: So, the transportation sigil Velencia worked up failed. Interesting. Failed by a Sahuagin Priestess drawing something on a cave floor. Not sure anyone should be traveling that way anytime soon.
he says taking a gulp of the bean water
EME: Odd, Velencia made this portal, and everyone somewhat associated with her was there including you and your wife… but no High Priestess?

Chance: Sigh and look to the side.
Chan: No, she was there. But she was so busy I did not even talk to her really. (sigh), I think more was involved than it just failing, this Priestess who wrote on the floor was deep in it, why I don’t know. I think I was meant to be there so other things were put in the works

DMaster: He gives you a look

Chance: I recount the whole journey minus demon form of course, and then also tell him what happened at the temple

DMaster: He stops you when you say Angel. He scrunches his brow.
EME: An… Angel? Not sure I know what that is… but I will get with Saundra for more information. But why were you sent to, well, retrieve her?

Chance: Shrug shoulders.
Chan: she would be the best to explain that part. Either Saundra or Cescatia.
Looking back at the cup and taking a deep drink, still not knowing what else to really say or do

DMaster: You wrap it up, and he seems, well somewhat satisfied with the explanation.
EME: Well, I want to have a complete team meeting when you get back, Most likely your next day is a week from yesterday. Its been really busy here and we could use your help. But Veritaan is filling in pretty well.

Chance: Nod head.
Chan: I shall make it so Emeric. Hopefully no more getting transported by a failed sigil
sigh a bit

DMaster: EME: I should hope not.
He is looking at his mug too, nodding his head

Chance: Chan: well I do want to be a part of this team more than anything, I hope you do know that
looking back at the mug, then to him.

DMaster: He nods
EME: I know, like I said we will have a full team meeting that Wednesday, with Bastian and we will go over everything

Chance: Nod my head

DMaster: EME: Now there will be plenty of muscle going with you to Magus Orion, but I imagine if the shit hits the horsetail, you will be called upon first
He points to an alcove.
EME: It was delivered yesterday.

Chance: Chan: I would hope I would be called.
smirking then looking.

DMaster: EME: That is yours, the second armor is the armor for this trip, it is…
He sighs
EME: Glamourized as Bastian called it. Also a few other outfits too that the Royal party sent for you to wear during this event.

Chance: Looking over at the armor
Chan: well I guess it makes more sense than me walking around in my scary armor.
Smirking

DMaster: He nods
EME: Please leave that armor at home.
Frowns a bit. It looks the same but has gold accents, some frills on it, and it does look royal like. Has the Black Ward symbol and the Black Dahlia division insignia above it.

Chance: Chan: I just hope you and everyone else will give me the chance, no pun intended, to make up for this little hiccup with, you know
Sighing a bit

DMaster: He just looks and softly smiles
EME: Well, get. Khamyra has the itinerary for you. Safe Travels

Chance: Chan: Thank You Emeric I will be back as soon as I can
Getting up I extend my hand

DMaster: He stands and shakes your hand

Chance: Shake his hand making sure to grab my armor to take with me, with the other outfits.

DMaster: Emeric stops you, points down the stairs.
EME: Go put it on, just in case.
You go to your room, its a square, unlike your other which was a narrow room. It is pretty empty and fairly dark. You get dressed and it fits real good. It does look pretty slick.

Chance: After making my way out of the ward, make a stop by the house making sure to get any weapons and magical items I normally wear. Then go find Khamyra after I am done with all that.

DMaster: It is somewhat cloudy, there is a cold mugginess in the air, with very little wind. You walk up your path, there are a few guards struggling with a bag, a hand cart with luggage. Khamyra is in the middle.
KHA: Chance will be back to say goodbye…
she glances over, smiles and waves you into the house.
KHA: Oh, he just got back! Say goodbye, we have to get going

Chance: nod my head, go inside and say my goodbyes

DMaster: you say bye to the kiddoes, a big hug from Novalee, then grab your sword and daggers, and everything else.

Chance: Making it a point to grab my shield, my necklace and bracelet as well. Then head out

DMaster: A guard is at your gate, the guy is looking the mansion over, nodding his head. Then notices you
GUARD: I am hear to guide you to the Royal Entourage

Chance: Nod my head
Chan: lead on then
Following the guard giving one look back to the mansion before continuing

DMaster: You get to this huge line of wagons and horses. Khamyra waves you to a very luxurious one
KHA: We are in here hun

Chance: Make my way to the wagon and climb in

DMaster: It is beyond luxurious, tons of room, two very well padding benches on either side. Khamyra on one side, you look to the other and there sits Cassie, Xavier and his wife Riley.
CASS: Heya roomie!