Azurewraith
Explorer
Mim considers Morgana's words for a moment furrowing his brow and clacking his beak."Is the headmaster a good man?" Mim asks the fey infront of him as he ponders just what exactly is going on here.
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Azurewraith
Explorer
Mim shrugs his magical power was all but depleted but he highly doubts Morgana would give him the time to rest the Kenku simply nods.
Charwoman Gene
Adventurer
Dariana finishes her drink, and stands to go, saying, "It's been a wild day, but I'd like to get a little training in and get some sleep before meeting up tomorrow." She leaves.
Making her way to the combat school, she approaches Dareg, the half-orc in charge of melee combat training for newer students. "What do you want, little girl?" he sneers at her. "What does the precious archer want with a pit fighter like me?"
"A friend almost died today and I should have helped out by being ready to jump in and take the blows for him. Archery has its place... but sometimes swordplay is going to be necessary. Make me ready," says Dariana.
Dareg says, "Hmm... I'd crush you if I tried to teach you my way of fighting, but Alanna over there is a bit more of a speed over brawn type." He calls over the young human warrior. She nods to Dariana, and says, "I have a few hours, we could spar and I'd show you a thing or two."
Dariana spends the afternoon and early evening practicing swordplay and how to roll with blows in combat. She will not fail to step in again when needed.
Making her way to the combat school, she approaches Dareg, the half-orc in charge of melee combat training for newer students. "What do you want, little girl?" he sneers at her. "What does the precious archer want with a pit fighter like me?"
"A friend almost died today and I should have helped out by being ready to jump in and take the blows for him. Archery has its place... but sometimes swordplay is going to be necessary. Make me ready," says Dariana.
Dareg says, "Hmm... I'd crush you if I tried to teach you my way of fighting, but Alanna over there is a bit more of a speed over brawn type." He calls over the young human warrior. She nods to Dariana, and says, "I have a few hours, we could spar and I'd show you a thing or two."
Dariana spends the afternoon and early evening practicing swordplay and how to roll with blows in combat. She will not fail to step in again when needed.
Zivar Gnome Wizard
Zivars head snaps around at Quentin's touch, he calms as he sees his friend. "It's been a long day, perhaps I am, over tired. Please excuse me, I'll see you in the morning."
Zivar stands and leaves the tavern walking, going over the events of the day in his head, jumping occasionally at shadows. I need to be better or I'll never make it out of here. Something isn't right about this place.
Eventually making it back to his room he winds up his music box, sits a moment in his study chair rubbing his forehead with one hand, the other resting on a stack of books next to him. Wondering what the morning will bring, listening to the music and trying to remember happier times at home.
In the morning Zivar wakes up and goes through his spellbook, looking over spells that might be useful for the doubtless danger that faces him and his friends today, he tucks his book away carefully in a pack and heads down to Jaques to meet his friends and the Headmaster.
Zivars head snaps around at Quentin's touch, he calms as he sees his friend. "It's been a long day, perhaps I am, over tired. Please excuse me, I'll see you in the morning."
Zivar stands and leaves the tavern walking, going over the events of the day in his head, jumping occasionally at shadows. I need to be better or I'll never make it out of here. Something isn't right about this place.
Eventually making it back to his room he winds up his music box, sits a moment in his study chair rubbing his forehead with one hand, the other resting on a stack of books next to him. Wondering what the morning will bring, listening to the music and trying to remember happier times at home.
In the morning Zivar wakes up and goes through his spellbook, looking over spells that might be useful for the doubtless danger that faces him and his friends today, he tucks his book away carefully in a pack and heads down to Jaques to meet his friends and the Headmaster.
gargoyleking
Adventurer
Grody watched his friends slowly start to break off and guessed that the party was over. Then quietly slipped off to his room. He was too nervous to get much sleep. He'd known this kind of request would come some day but nothin quite prepares you for it. Still, he was intent on his course. Eventually he passed out and got some sleep. The next morning he set out to the appointed meeting place.
Squirrels are evil!
Squirrels are evil!
Quentin remains carousing until such time either Raven shows (after the beating he dealt her 
) or everyone is ready to go. He goes with whoever remains with him. He is careful not to drink too much, the dangers of this place clearly shown today. And the point of his tactical "cold-head" training at the school of combat.
OOC: at this point, Jordy and Asherah?
) or everyone is ready to go. He goes with whoever remains with him. He is careful not to drink too much, the dangers of this place clearly shown today. And the point of his tactical "cold-head" training at the school of combat.OOC: at this point, Jordy and Asherah?
jonathonhawke
Explorer
Jordy finishes his work for the evening and heads back to his room, giving Quentin and Asherah a nod on the way out. He would be back in the morning to meet with the Headmaster.
KahlessNestor
Adventurer
The Academy/Outside Jacques
Winter/Afternoon
Round 0
Asherah probably stayed a bit too late at Jacques with Quentin, the two of them the last of the party to leave for the night. She watched Quentin as he talked and laughed and smiled when he looked her way, but never knew what to say to him. When Raven showed, Quentin’s attention went to the older student, and Asherah faded to the background. She sighed and decided to turn in for the night.
Asherah said her prayers before bed, and in the morning she got up early to go to the chapel, praying for her spells as she polished and maintained her armor and weapons. She wished she knew just what this job was so they could prepare for it.
When she was ready, Asherah slipped into her leather armor, slid her flail and dagger into her belt, and headed to join the others.
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Bonus Action:
Reaction:
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[sblock=Ministats]
HP: 9/9
AC: 13 (leather armor)/14 (dual wield)/15 (shield)
Unarmed: +4 3 B
Claws: +4 1d4+2 S
Flametongue Spear: +4 1d6/d8+2/P+1d6 fire 20/60
Coldtongue Flail: +4 1d8+2/B+1d6 cold
War Priest (0/2/LR)
Spells: +4; DC 12
Cantrips: Guidance, Mending, Sacred Flame
1st (2/3): (Divine Favor, Shield of Faith), Command, Cure Wounds, Healing Word
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Combat 19
Arcane 6 (18) (Favored Soul)
Divine 14
Skill 11
Nature 7 (fail)
Immortal 2 (fail)
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Winter/Afternoon
Round 0
Asherah probably stayed a bit too late at Jacques with Quentin, the two of them the last of the party to leave for the night. She watched Quentin as he talked and laughed and smiled when he looked her way, but never knew what to say to him. When Raven showed, Quentin’s attention went to the older student, and Asherah faded to the background. She sighed and decided to turn in for the night.
Asherah said her prayers before bed, and in the morning she got up early to go to the chapel, praying for her spells as she polished and maintained her armor and weapons. She wished she knew just what this job was so they could prepare for it.
When she was ready, Asherah slipped into her leather armor, slid her flail and dagger into her belt, and headed to join the others.
[sblock=Actions]
Move:
Action:
Bonus Action:
Reaction:
Free object interaction:
Concentration:
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[sblock=Ministats]
HP: 9/9
AC: 13 (leather armor)/14 (dual wield)/15 (shield)
Unarmed: +4 3 B
Claws: +4 1d4+2 S
Flametongue Spear: +4 1d6/d8+2/P+1d6 fire 20/60
Coldtongue Flail: +4 1d8+2/B+1d6 cold
War Priest (0/2/LR)
Spells: +4; DC 12
Cantrips: Guidance, Mending, Sacred Flame
1st (2/3): (Divine Favor, Shield of Faith), Command, Cure Wounds, Healing Word
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[sblock=School results]
Combat 19
Arcane 6 (18) (Favored Soul)
Divine 14
Skill 11
Nature 7 (fail)
Immortal 2 (fail)
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Zivar Gnome Wizard
On the way to Jacques Zivar takes a detour to find Mim.
"We are all meeting down at Jacques, it seems the Headmaster wants to talk to us." He looks around almost nervously before continuing in a low voice. "Something about a task he wants to set us too. I don't like this, but it's important that we stick together. I'm headed there now, I hope we will see you there."
On the way to Jacques Zivar takes a detour to find Mim.
"We are all meeting down at Jacques, it seems the Headmaster wants to talk to us." He looks around almost nervously before continuing in a low voice. "Something about a task he wants to set us too. I don't like this, but it's important that we stick together. I'm headed there now, I hope we will see you there."
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