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Larissa opens her mouth, seemingly about to contradict the halfling, but stops. "That might actually be a very good plan," she observes, seemingly unable to believe the words as she speaks them. "This cult is founded on chaos. They will surely be ready to counter an organized attack or a...

Larissa wakes from her nap in the temple quarters, makes her devotions, and dons her armor. But she sets aside her fine white cloak, choosing instead to cover herself with a dull gray one. She makes her way to the rendezvous. She slips up beside Menik. "Ho, there," she offers quietly...

Larissa watches the mage leave, and looks about the room. Then she leans in close to her comrades. "How much do you trust them?" she asks quietly, clearly referring to their hosts. Larissa Initiative: +0 AC: 22 (22 flat-footed, 11 Touch) HP: 93 Current: 93 CMB: +11 CMD: 22 Fort: +11...

Sorry for the delay, been a busy few days. Reflecting on the situation, Larissa fishes a scrap of parchment from her pouch. "I did find this in the acolyte's quarters at the temple," she offers. "A map of some kind. Do any of you recognize this place?" Larissa Initiative: +0 AC: 22 (22...

Larissa does not partake of the offered food, the gingerbread man having somehow put her off of her appetite. But she considers the mage's words. "Are any of your associates priests?" She asks. "Have you attempted to seek divine guidance?" For context, she is considering using her own...

Larissa nods to her companions as they enter. "It seems our paths cross again," she observes. "I hope you have learned more on your journey than I on mine. The Children of the Mud have vandalized a temple this morn, and reduced an acolyte to a babbling fool. But I've learned nothing of who...

Larissa smiles politely at the mage. "Larissa Kondred, at your service," she introduces herself. "Yes, I am concerned about recent events as well. These Children of the Mud seem to be using powerful magic to create chaos, and I would see them stopped." She looks at the mage. "You have...

Larissa thanks the priest, and finds one of the adepts to escort her to the acolyte's quarters. The priestess sets about searching the spartan quarters, looking for anything out of the ordinary for such a devotee. 1d20+3=23 Woot! FYI, sunshadow, I tried this roll twice under Coyote code...

Larissa surveys the scene. She considers the powerful blessings she has requested of her patrons in her morning prayers, but decides not to invoke them yet. Always better to begin with the mundane. "Tell me of this," she asks the priest. "Has your order any enemies, or have any spoken...

Seeing the priest's discomfiture, Larissa steps forward, a suspicion gnawing at her mind. "Excuse me," she offers. "Would I be correct in guessing that this act of vandalism is in some way...odd? Perhaps magical in nature?" Larissa Initiative: +0 AC: 22 (22 flat-footed, 11 Touch) HP: 93...

Larissa looks with dismay at the argument, thinking it likely a distraction from her task. But the tenets of her faith require her to offer aid and advice to those in need. She makes her way over to the cluster to find out the nature of the disturbance. SS21, FYI, I have updated Larissa's...

Larissa nods at the wizard's analysis. "It would be wise to check with the priests," she notes. "I can make inquiries there. But who are these recruits that make their way to the Children of the Mud? The guard must know the names of some, if only because they will have gone missing. Perhaps...

As their search comes to a close, the group drifts back together at the center of the square. "I take it from your expressions that your search went no better than mine?" Larissa asks the others. The priestess seems to ponder the situation. "I am at a loss," she admits. "On the morrow, I...

Larissa nods at Menik's example, and begins questioning onlookers, searching for any information. As she moves about the square, she also keeps an eye out for anything unusual. Or at least more unusual than the farm animals. In addition to talking to onlookers, she's looking for clues. One...

"Did you happen to hear how this High Priest might be found?" Larissa asks the tavern owner. Larissa Initiative: +0 AC: 22 (22 flat-footed, 11 Touch) HP: 93 Current: 93 CMB: +11 CMD: 22 Fort: +11 Reflex: +3 Will: +10 (currently wearing Cloak of Protection) PER Roll: +3 Move: 30’ (w/boots...

Larissa looks at the tableau, askance. Then she gathers herself together and looks toward the bull before the tavern. "I prayed this morning for Lady Firecast's blessing to remove one enchantment," she tells her companions. "Though I do not know if my skill is match for this sorcery. I will...

"Forgive my manners," apologizes the priestess at Menik's self-introduction. "I am Larissa Kondred. A pleasure to meet you all." Larissa considers the situation. "I have heard something about these Children of the Mud," she observes. "A few of my worshippers of the Sword Saints have...

Larissa ponders the guard's description of events, and the halfling's analysis. "We do not even know who the deceased was," she observes. "Nor who it was who transformed the crowd in the town square. Perhaps we should go there and speak to onlookers, see if any of them might have recognized...

"I have no great skill as a healer," admits Larissa, looking up. "But there seems nothing odd about his death. His heart or his brain may have seized. He may have been ill for sometime, and to judge by his behavior his mind was affected. He was skilled in the mystic arts, to be sure, but...

"I would believe you," a voice answers the halfling. The words are spoken by a tall human woman who has just entered the room. She is calm but resolute, cutting an impressive figure in her armor and flowing white cloak. "He said much the same to me, and by the same means." "I have some...