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<blockquote data-quote="KahlessNestor" data-source="post: 7317060" data-attributes="member: 6801311"><p>Wildhurst Manor</p><p>Evening</p><p></p><p>Magdalena was just beginning to put on her armor when the Father Superior knocked on her door. Quickly pulling on an undershirt, she answered it.</p><p></p><p>“Father,” she said with a bow of respect.</p><p></p><p>“You will not be needing your armor or weapons this evening, Sister Magdalena,” the older man said.</p><p></p><p>The young woman arched an eyebrow. “Why is that?”</p><p></p><p>“You are going to dinner, not to battle.” Father Superior chuckled. “This is more suitable.” He held out a small bundle of cloth.</p><p></p><p>Magdalena’s eyes widened a bit. “A dinner?” She squirmed a bit uncomfortably and took the cloth. It was like her acolyte robes, with the symbol of the church of Helm, a metal gauntlet with an eye on the breast. But it was more ornate, of finer material, and richly decorated than her simple homespun robes.</p><p></p><p>“Sir, I am not...adept at the social customs necessary for court,” Magdalena said, almost petrified. “You know my whole life has been lived here, except for the year of my disobedience, and that was spent on the streets.” She hung her head in shame. Her heart still hurt over the loss of her young thief and fiance, Romeo. She had been naive, and it had nearly gotten him killed. Only her promise of returning to the church had returned to her the power to heal him and save his life.</p><p></p><p>“You will do fine, Sister.” Father Superior put his hand on her shoulder for a moment before leaving.</p><p></p><p>Magdalena shut the door and shook out the robes. She undressed again and put on her finest undergarments, which were still very plain and simple, before donning the robes, checking her image in the mirror to make sure the folds fell right.</p><p></p><p>She barely recognized it, but others seemed to find her a beautiful woman, with her long, dark hair cascading in curls around her blue eyes. The robes draped her full figure to perfection. She slipped on the boots provided. Her only concession to her warrior skills was the simple dagger she slipped into her belt. It would allow her to still be armed, yet would be no great loss should it be confiscated for the Baron’s protection.</p><p></p><p>Magdalena found a coach awaiting her when she exited the church. She climbed into the ornate carriage and watched the city go by as she was driven out to the Baron’s estate.</p><p></p><p>Magdalena recognized the dour man who met her upon arrival, the man who had delivered the summons for her. She knew him as Jonah, the baron’s man-at-arms, but otherwise they had interacted little. This would only be the second time she had dealings with the baron.</p><p></p><p>Magdalena glanced at the others at the table, a motley crew, indeed. She took the seat shown to her. She stood and nodded respectfully when the Baron joined them.</p><p></p><p>The food was rich and good, like nothing served at the church, or on the streets. She found she had a bit too much wine, and so set her goblet a bit farther away to check herself. It wouldn’t do to make a fool of herself. She was a paladin, after all! And alcohol made one less than watchful, and vigilance was the hallmark of Helm.</p><p></p><p>Magdalena’s eyes went to the dwarf near her. They narrowed a bit. He had the smell of magic about him, and her purpose in the church was to wreak vengeance upon those who misused magic. She touched the hilt of her dagger to reassure herself it was there, and wished he had her armor.</p><p></p><p>[sblock=Actions]</p><p>Move: </p><p>Action: </p><p>Bonus Action: </p><p>Reaction: </p><p>Concentration: </p><p>Conditions:</p><p>[/sblock]</p><p></p><p>[sblock=Ministats]</p><p>Inspirations: </p><p>AC: 16 (chainmail)</p><p>HP: 12/12 HD: 1/1d10</p><p>Divine Sense (3/LR)</p><p>Lay on Hands 5/5</p><p>Prepared Spells:</p><p>Spell Slots Remaining/Total</p><p>[/sblock]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="KahlessNestor, post: 7317060, member: 6801311"] Wildhurst Manor Evening Magdalena was just beginning to put on her armor when the Father Superior knocked on her door. Quickly pulling on an undershirt, she answered it. “Father,” she said with a bow of respect. “You will not be needing your armor or weapons this evening, Sister Magdalena,” the older man said. The young woman arched an eyebrow. “Why is that?” “You are going to dinner, not to battle.” Father Superior chuckled. “This is more suitable.” He held out a small bundle of cloth. Magdalena’s eyes widened a bit. “A dinner?” She squirmed a bit uncomfortably and took the cloth. It was like her acolyte robes, with the symbol of the church of Helm, a metal gauntlet with an eye on the breast. But it was more ornate, of finer material, and richly decorated than her simple homespun robes. “Sir, I am not...adept at the social customs necessary for court,” Magdalena said, almost petrified. “You know my whole life has been lived here, except for the year of my disobedience, and that was spent on the streets.” She hung her head in shame. Her heart still hurt over the loss of her young thief and fiance, Romeo. She had been naive, and it had nearly gotten him killed. Only her promise of returning to the church had returned to her the power to heal him and save his life. “You will do fine, Sister.” Father Superior put his hand on her shoulder for a moment before leaving. Magdalena shut the door and shook out the robes. She undressed again and put on her finest undergarments, which were still very plain and simple, before donning the robes, checking her image in the mirror to make sure the folds fell right. She barely recognized it, but others seemed to find her a beautiful woman, with her long, dark hair cascading in curls around her blue eyes. The robes draped her full figure to perfection. She slipped on the boots provided. Her only concession to her warrior skills was the simple dagger she slipped into her belt. It would allow her to still be armed, yet would be no great loss should it be confiscated for the Baron’s protection. Magdalena found a coach awaiting her when she exited the church. She climbed into the ornate carriage and watched the city go by as she was driven out to the Baron’s estate. Magdalena recognized the dour man who met her upon arrival, the man who had delivered the summons for her. She knew him as Jonah, the baron’s man-at-arms, but otherwise they had interacted little. This would only be the second time she had dealings with the baron. Magdalena glanced at the others at the table, a motley crew, indeed. She took the seat shown to her. She stood and nodded respectfully when the Baron joined them. The food was rich and good, like nothing served at the church, or on the streets. She found she had a bit too much wine, and so set her goblet a bit farther away to check herself. It wouldn’t do to make a fool of herself. She was a paladin, after all! And alcohol made one less than watchful, and vigilance was the hallmark of Helm. Magdalena’s eyes went to the dwarf near her. They narrowed a bit. He had the smell of magic about him, and her purpose in the church was to wreak vengeance upon those who misused magic. She touched the hilt of her dagger to reassure herself it was there, and wished he had her armor. [sblock=Actions] Move: Action: Bonus Action: Reaction: Concentration: Conditions: [/sblock] [sblock=Ministats] Inspirations: AC: 16 (chainmail) HP: 12/12 HD: 1/1d10 Divine Sense (3/LR) Lay on Hands 5/5 Prepared Spells: Spell Slots Remaining/Total [/sblock] [/QUOTE]
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