Stone Mill
Afternoon
Round 0
Risia leaned into the dwarf when he whispered to her, since she was taller. She nodded at his words and followed him and the others outside.
When Fiftheach and Lee mentioned resurrection spells, it clicked for Risia. “That makes sense,” she said. “So I wonder who died? The bandit leader? Do we have any rumors of them?” she mused.
Then Harald, of course, opened his mouth, and Risia rolled her eyes as Lee confronted him.
Risia smiled at Lee. Feisty. That was very hot.
“And I will sing my own romances, thank you,” Risia told the bard. “But I thought you weren’t interested in the stories of us unwashed masses?” she teased, pressing a bit closer to him since it made him uncomfortable, her own scent of fresh, clean lilac soap, pinning him between the two attractive women.
"Just plannin’ on how we could use ya as leverage to get in the Bandit's Lair," Fiftheach commented.
Risia grinned. “Bait,” she said. “I think the word you were looking for, dwarf, is bait.” She gave Harald a wink and a pat on the bum before stepping away as they reached the home of the priest. She hummed a little tune as she waited, checking her nails, pausing as something in the melody wasn’t right, and went back over it in her head before she nodded in satisfaction.
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HP: 10/10
AC: 13
Cantrips: Eldritch Blast, Prestidigitation
L1 (1/1): Faerie Fire, Sleep
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