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PROFICIENCIES! ------ Updated Rana to Second level: +0 HP +1 spell slot (now 2/2) 1 extra spell known: Witch Bolt/"Blood curse" 2 Eldritch Invocations: Armor of Shadows/"The Lady's Favor" (Mage Armor on self at will) Beast speech (Speak with Animals at will) Done!

2nd edition came out? [emoji16]

Rana's HP: The strength to go on: 1D8-1 = [1]-1 = 0 . Ah... Minimum 1 HP per level?

Rana the Green stared at the developing mess with concentrated interest - And maybe a bit too much anticipatory enjoyment? - chewing on a tea-dipped piece of soft bread which she had not been, technically, formally invited to partake. “So you’re saying the sealing couldn’t have cracks in?“...

THE FLEXIBLE PAST [Gnoll ambush] “Good man,” approved Rana on her way out, although her hand didn’t quite manage to come down to his shoulder, pausing - oh - about an inch above instead... The smell on that boy! [Later that day, House of memories] “Had foolish hopes Marin, or maybe even...

Hehe. :) Thanks. It was really a tag-team effort, so a big thank you to River Song, my partner in crime. :thumb way up:

Is she? Cool :cool:

The old witch turned, her every move now filled with nervous energy. “My dear girl, I’m not suggesting you do anything at all. In fact, I would prefer you didn’t.” She nodded understanding, her hooded eyes somehow, darkly... satisfied: “You’re quite right: bandit hideaways stuffed with stolen...

Anything else: there's what Aridha wants to do about the coming night?

She frowned, not looking his way... “Yes. Yes. And ‘fens’, FENS!” If he’d been near enough his leg would've gotten a taste of her cane. Instead she started pacing back and forth, muttering and prying at the innocent ground when she changed directions. “There are roads closer to there... And it’s...

OOC: :) Amended post #111 to read "something young girls liked" From stillness, Rana’s fingers eventually resumed their grooming, “Danger’s not so bad, child... As long as you turn it towards the right people.” Her voice sharp with the rough edge of personal convictions. As for the rest...

And “Mud,” reminded the old witch with a not-unkind gesture in that general direction. (Although, true enough, if the boys had extra nervous energy to spend after the battle, they could certainly do a lot worse than digging...) OOC: She'll renew the magical mud spell if need be, please EB...

“I’m just an old housewife,” whispered Rana as she brushed Aridha’s hair by the tiny fire. “but- Those who move outside the prophecies- I think they can be- unpredictable- free to move as they will? Don’t you think they could be the most dangerous of them all?” Because danger was something...

That bad? If you were Japanese, how cold would you be after hearing it? [emoji16]

“Hush,” came the whispered reply, accompanied by a tug. But then the fingers in her hair grew far from unkind. “This old woman knows how you get after... excitement. Let me just reassure myself and I’ll be alright.” OOC: Depending on Aridha's patience, a brush might even become involved :)...

Especially the coding kind. You might never roll above a 2 ever again!

Anger flashed in the old woman’s eyes (And... hurt?) “And what would you need *my* help with, child?” She straightened as best she could and stalked over, feeling all of her years of a sudden. Feeling- bereft, of a gift none of them even knew existed. Bereft. And angry. And- From behind...

Tinkling laughter. "So these are indeed the tools needed to defeat the coming darkness?" Old Rana slowly unfolded, hair spilling from her hood to the ground, simultaneously gray and wild and black and silky, thorn and brambles woven-in. Young and old, crone and beauty. OOC: Fey Presence Her...

“Please be so kind as to consider objectives, children,” complained Rana, still a bit shaken by the recent scare (and her reaction to it). A wriggle of her trembling fingers and the bottom of Templeton's rough net started disentangling itself, plant fibbers unwrapping from plant fibbers...

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