Recent content by Imladir

Speaking of levels... I don't have a spellbook at the moment so as far as my spells are concerned it doesn't matter yet. But level 2 I have to pick a tradition. Would you allow the Bladesinger one (and assorted cantrips) from the Sword Coast Adventurer's Guide? I'm not sure it's what I'd want...

Faenala rolled her eyes when Welkin remarked the kobolds must have heard them. Given the noise, it would have been a miracle if it hadn't happened. Shaking her head, she followed in the back, not at all eager to have to fight anyone or anything. Between this and being alone however, she didn't...

Faenela was about to step to the door when Gimlack took things in his own hand, with the only kind of subtlety he was able to go with: none. She winced and almost curled up when the stone hit the door, and stepped back out of the way. While she tried to keep an eye on the front, she seemed much...

Faenela watched Bria for a long moment once she was done explaining what she wanted to do with the Kobolds. As always, he didn't say anything, but she did however nod, once. While it didn't say all that much, it still conveyed that she'd do whatever Bria wanted: as far as she was concerned, she...

I'll answer today, promise!

Faelena's scowled only deepened at Welkin's smile. Something dark and violent passed in her eyes, but whatever it was she didn't act on it, and still kept silent. In fact, she went as far as refusing the rations he offered. She had eaten not long ago, more than she had eaten daily for the last...

I'm here too. And I have some answers to do? Damn, never received the notifications this time... I'll do that tomorrow (or your late evening maybe).

As soon as she heard the new voices, Faelana stopped her exploration of the small cave, and went back with the others. Not that they were particularly far, but even a few feet away could mark her as an easy target. When Gimlak exposed his collection, she grimaced disgustingly, but relaxed...

Writing now :)

Alright, I was late. But by less than an hour, that has to count for something!

Faelena followed, barely feeling her feet scratching the ground of the caves. Even if she had though, she'd probably have been glad. At least it wasn't snow. Not that it would make much of a difference at this point she thought. The only question probably was how many toes she'd lose to...

I'll have an answer up tomorrow, promise.

We were to only use the player's CRB, so drows are probably out. I suppose the other two are authorized, but careful with the alignment. There already are tensions in the group, and we're all Neutral Good, so deviating too far from that is probably a very bad idea. Oh and there's no stat roll...

Congrats or RIP sleep? And another :):):):):):) roll.

Faenala followed, despite her exhaustion. What else could she do? She couldn't stop. She might be able to keep her body warm thanks to her spells, her feet were frozen. By the time they reach the entrance to the caves - or whatever they are - she's in no state to care about much of anything...