Pok wakes up, for the hundredth time. Only now, everyone is stirring. Unrolling his cloak, and picking up any items that came loose throughout the night, the gnome prepares for his day.
*I should have hidden from the dragon, not run, never run, you'll just get chased. Last night, yesterday evening, was exhilarating, I spoke to Sheeva! Even said she was pretty! How many times has that happened? Well, without Roswyn prodding the conversation along, it hasn't.* Pok crawls over a chair, and then under another, and crawls on his hands until his feet come free of the fort.
Good *cough**Hrm* Good Morning! Pok looks wrinkled and disheveled, it's obvious he flitted about all night.
The diminutive wizard looked at his clothes, rolling his eyes, and gave a few short runic words. Suddenly his clothes looked clean pressed, each fold of his robes clean and tidy. Sharp.
Pok reporting... Not much, had a crazy dream though. *Don't look, don't look...* his head scans the room, locking onto Sheeva,
*You looked! Bad Pok! Father said don't fall in love with spies... He never chastised enjoying ones company, or liking them...*
Pok approached Sheeva,
Good Morning Sheeva. Pok spots the tell-tale signs of bad rest. His concern is staggeringly obvious, he frets for a moment before settling in on a course of action.
Sheeva, I'm starting with you. River, care to work together in ridding everyone of their unnatural pallor? Pok moves toward Sheeva, apprehensively, and shaking, but step by step he draws near.
Um, a, uh... *Uh, a, um, da da, the, BACK POK BACK! ASK! I'm trying... ah...* Pok looks as if he is just about to run away, when he suddenly blurts
MayItouchyourback?! all at once the words left Pok's mouth, impossibly louder than he was expecting, causing him to jump in fear of himself.
AH! yipped Pok, looking for an escape, but it was too late. He'd already asked...
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Pok lightly touch's several places on Sheeva's back. Moving a little too fast,
*I'm touching her! Wow, she's soft...* Pok's brain feels like it's overloaded, exploding! He manages to slow his hands down slightly, and begins putting pressure on different muscles, opening the blood-flow, releasing tension, and working knots out of muscle.
His face a ghostly white, except the strip of pink gracing both the gnomes cheeks.
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[sblock=If Sheeva says no]
Pok looks a bit relieved, but disappointed.
*Rejection. What's new.* The little gnome wanders back to his fort for breakfast, and follows silently as the group departs.
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(Either way...)
Pok works with River to dispel whatever fell magic, or divine taint, had befallen the group.
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8 Bluff to hide any feelings from the group.
21 Heal on Sheeva.
9 History to identify Graywall mts, and Droaam.
22 Religion to identify curse and how to break
Wait to see if anyone assists Pok on endurance before making the check, but here is the roll to speed up the process.
[sblock=results don't peak until you've decided if you were helping Pok...]
Now that Pok is protecting someone, it seems he is putting on a show.
19 endurance
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