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Message: <blockquote data-quote="TaranTheWanderer" data-source="post: 9548515" data-attributes="member: 15882">[SPOILER="Donnell - Mini-sheet"]<table style='width: 100%'><tr><td><a href="https://www.dndbeyond.com/characters/136133552" target="_blank">Donnel</a> Race: Human HP: 86/86 AC: 18/20(with shield)</td><td>Pass Perc:15 Pass Inv: 14 Pass Ins: 15 Initiative: +3</td><td>Spell Save DC: 15/+7 Spell Slots: 1st[ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] 2nd [] [] </td></tr><tr><td>Channel Divinity: 2/2</td><td>Lay on Hands: 30</td><td> <a href="https://www.aidedd.org/monster/otherworldly-steed" target="_blank">Echthigern</a>: HP: 35/35 </td></tr><tr><td>[SPOILER="Stats(saves)"] STR: 13+1(+4) DEX: 16+3(+10) CON: 14+2(+5) INT: 10+0(+7) WIS: 12+1(+4) CHA:16 +3(+6) *saves include aura[/SPOILER]</td><td>[SPOILER="Skills"] Athletics+5 History:  4 Insight: 5 Intimidate: 7 Investigate: 4 Perception: 5 Persuasion 11 Religion: 4 Stealth: 11 Survival: 5[/SPOILER]</td><td>[spoiler=Spells] Daily: Divine Smite 1/1 Find Steed: 1/1 Memorized spells 1st : Shield of Faith*, Prot. frm Evil* Cure wounds, Bless, Divine Favor, Divine Smite Heroism 2nd: Aid*, Zone of Truth*, Protection from Poison, Shining Smite [/spoiler]</td></tr></table>[/SPOILER][HR][/HR]"I didn't know this was even possible!"Donnell was standing in the armoury of Greyfalls castle in front of four sets of newly crafted armour and surrounded by a variety of weapons and shields. The armoury was located in the basement of the ancient castle, just down the hall from the smithy and, despite its underground location, it was dry and clean.  Just how the original dwarven builders had designed it."Well, Donnell, did you expect anything less?  You asked me to make you armour and weapons and here they be.""I just didn't think you could do it all in a week, Harmok.  Amazing."The Dwarf looked much healthier and...stouter...than when they'd rescued him from a giantish torture chamber.  He was middle aged with brown hair and beard.  He seemed have an endless font of energy that drove his ability to work.  The craftsmanship was beyond what the smiths could produce in Donnell's small town."Well, I had help from yer cous, here."  He points to a slightly younger version of Donnell who was busying himself polishing a shield, "Cole's pickin' up the trade so fast I'd almost call him a dwarf.  A dwarf who keeps misplacing all his tools." he teased.    "Anyways, I don't want to keep yeh too long, you're been busy keepin' this place runnin' smooth!""Well, keeping things running smooth is Cain's job, mostly." Answered Donnell, honestly.It all felt a little surreal for Donnell.  Things had changed a lot for the Scout-turned-Squire.  After their victory against the giants, he'd been presented to the King by Lord Faldur, sponsored for Knighthood and, consequently, caught in a whirlwind.  He'd been pulled into a different world of Knights, secret customs and military techniques known only to the King's Knightly Order.  There were responsibilities, titles, lands and deeds.  Notably, he'd earned a Steed bred from the King's own Celestial Stallion(rumoured to be a gift from an actual angel).  All of this sat uncomfortably on a young man who'd grown up as a simple scout.  While he'd navigated many problems between competing sheep farmers, he hardly felt ready to lead.  He was even more ill-prepared for the subtle and complex world of politics which he felt had gotten him into this position in the first place.Cain had also been sponsored for Knighthood but had been denied the title.  When it was announced, Cain had hidden his disappointment well but the man had betrayed an emotion that Donnell couldn't quite put his finger on.   Donnell knew someone had sponsored Cain but, Donnell suspected that, whoever it was, had lost an important game to Lord Faldur.  At that moment, standing there next to Cain, in front of the King , Donnell felt very much like a chess piece."Bah, don't don't be like that. Cain, sure enough, keeps order from his office but yer the man people will look teh when things need gettin' done.  By the way, I have somthin' for yeh.  A gift 'cause I never really got to thank yeh proper for saving me."He motioned to a table that had a blanket covering a large object.  Harmok pulled the blanket like he was a dwarven magician but, instead of revealing his assistant, Cole, sawed in half, the dwarf revealed a simple set of barding and the most beautiful riding saddle Donnell had ever seen."A Princely Steed needs a Princely saddle.  Especially if yer going to compete at the festival."Donnell stood without saying anything, mouth agape.  Really, he didn't deserve this kind of gratitude.  He had merely been helper to the real engineers of Harmok's freedom - practically a bystander to their heroics.  Donnell had simply been the one who opened the door to Harmok's prison.Before Donnell could form words of gratitude, there was a knock on the door."Sir, Captain Cain wants you to gather your team."[ooc]Bastion actions:Armoury (Trade Action):  suits of armour and equipment for 6 soldiers (300gp)Smithy (Craft Action): <a href="https://www.dndbeyond.com/magic-items/5396-saddle-of-the-cavalier" target="_blank">Saddle of the Cavalier</a> (might not get used but it's super cool)Stable: (nothing now.  It has 1 riding horse, 1 pony and 1 mule (and Donnell's Horse)Theatre:   (Empower)  It takes 14 days of prep to do anything and a week of performance.I'd say that we are preparing or have prepped for a Festival/jousting tournament if we ever get 7 days to hang out here.)[/ooc]</blockquote>

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