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[Artur Hawkwing]

Audra leans back in her chair, sipping her glass of wine and looking over the newcomers. Her eyes flick from the lion thing to Two-Tails and back again. During this, she realizes she is being eyed. Dressed in a plain, unremarkable cloth outfit which seems to loosely fit, having apparently been tailored in spots to even fit her, a cloth wrist band of white bearing a symbol upon it adorns her left wrist. She leans back with a casual calm and returns the appraising look. As the lion-thing's voice gets stern her gaze returns to the creature and her appraising look disappears, her full attention on the potential conflict. The Half-Elf's voice and manner cause her to relax, though one might not have even noticed that her muscles had tensed, as if a tigress ready to pounce from a relaxed pose. She turns her attention to Ariel.

I think the good gentleman should count himself lucky not to draw the attention of Helina. The good War-Maiden speaks the truth, however. If you are seeking work, you would have to speak with our employer. We, ourselves, are here only in his employ to assist him. We are looking into a matter that may not strictly be considered work under our agreement with him. I, myself, would feel better knowing a little about who we're talking to before telling you much more. We don't even your names as yet. My name is Audra, student of Hallaran the Hearer and member of the Venzan Order of the Diamond Heart.

[sblock=OOC]Hmm. I notice that The Planks symbol is gone from the Wiki. Anyone know what it was? Was there one to begin with? (I assumed so)[/sblock]

 

[DalkonCledwin]

"A shame, apparently Miss Audrey, you weren't paying very good attention to what my Eidolon has been saying. He introduced me already. My name is Veniarus Toliar. My Eidolon's name is Kalius. I am a disciple of the Harran Forest, though what more I can say that would explain who I am, I cannot know. The Half-Orc who accompanies me is named Saktouk, but beyond that I know very little about him other than that his accent is not typical for what I expect of a Half-Orc." Veniarus attempts to explain to the women. He looks around at them expectantly hoping that what he has said is enough to satisfy their curiousity, though his eyes bear a sadness that it may not be enough. He then adds, "If you don't mind my asking, what exactly is it that you are doing that may not be considered strictly 'work' under the terms of your agreement with your employer, and if it is not any trouble, would our assistance be of any help in that venture?"

 

[sunshadow21]

A reasonably well dressed human clearly used to be outdoors and the lizard folk watch quietly assessing everything, but adding nothing to the conversation for the time being.

 

[VVilhem]

Megan leans forward with her own, more conspicuous, scrutiny. Her ivory skin bears many tattoos that snake their way into her rugged leather armor. The half elf is armed with two identical edge weapons meant to for slicing while her backpack leans against a rather large crossbow for protection.

"My name is Megan, from Venza." She says, "My friends are correct in that to join us you would need our employer's approval. But just as importantly, you need to be able to contribute to our cause."

The half elf slowly traces the edge of a dog slicer that has suddenly appeared in her hand, "My father has a saying, 'fat adds nothing to the meat but flavor.' So tell me, what are your expertise?"

 

[DalkonCledwin]

Veniarus touches a belt pouch and then points a finger at Megan, he then says something under his breath.

[sblock=Megan hears this freely, everyone else must succeed on a DC 25 Perception Check to hear what is said]"Oh I don't know, a little of this, a little of that. I am able to summon creatures pretty much at will however."[/sblock]

 

[jkason]

Saktouk Bekloric, half-orc monk

"However, before we agree to your company, we would like to know more. Trust doesn't come easy among strangers, particularly those that do no speak, but leer at us with lecherous eyes instead."[/COLOR]

Saktouk blushes as he realizes what it must look like for the pair to be standing back as the eidolon acts the part of emmisary. While his well-muscled and heavily-tattooed form might be intimidating, the blush on his light gray cheeks speaks to a softer and more benign soul.

"Och, but t'weren't any intention o' leering or anything o' the sort," he interjects in accented common. "Truth o' the matter is that I'm very new to the world outside the monastery, an' I suppose it just seemed easier to let Veniarus' friend do the talkin'.

"I've heard tell o' the Diamond Heart," he says to Audra, "I'm from The Inner Forge meself. Not so many hear of us, cooped up in the Seithr and all.

"And as to skills, well the dwarves trained me to toughen up me body, where's the best place to hit a bloke what don't know to stay away from a fight, how to use a fair couple weapons, and how to hold me ale."

[sblock=DC 10 Geography]Saktouk's accent is that of a Seithr Mountains dwarf[/sblock]

 

[perrinmiller]

Ariel Esimae, Female Aasimar Cleric

Ariel looks at the centaur thing ad notes it contradictory statement, Not perform animal labor? Yet will do as his master bids. Waste of good pack mule.

She replies, "Helina is my Lady of Justice. I was trained in Her temple, in the militant order, sent out into the land to do my Goddess's bidding."

When finally the half-elf introduces himself properly, it hits her that the cheeky centaur thing was referring to him as his master, Ahh, that makes sense. I was wondering.

When the summoner points at Megan casting a spell, the cleric reaches for her scimitar, eyes flashing. But, she relaxes as she recognizes the cantrip for what it was.

After the dwarf introduces himself, she looks askance at Audra and asks innocently, "What is it with you monks and drinking? Is it that you are cloistered up in a monastery and then feel the need to get drunk once out in the real world?"

Spellcraft (1d20+6=22)

[sblock=Mini Stats]Initiative: +2
AC: 18 (20 with shield, 16 flat-footed, 12 Touch)
HP: 23 Current: 23
CMB: +3 CMD: 15 Fort: +5 Reflex: +4 Will: +7 (+8 vs. Fear)
+1 for all with Resistance
Resistance: 5 Cold, 5 Acid, 5 Electricity

Current Weapon in Hand: None

Fire Bolt: 6/6 Remaining Channel Energy: 5/5 remaining
Deflection Aura: 1/1 remaining
Spells Remaining: Orisons: (Light, Resistance, Guidance, Detect Magic)
1st Level 4/4 (Bless, Doom, Shield of Faith, Burning Hands)
2nd Level 3/3 (Hold Person, Lesser Restoration, Barkskin) [/sblock]___________________________________________

Ariel Esimae

 

[DalkonCledwin]

"My apologies, I did not mean to cause alarm. The good lady asked my specialty, so I figured a minor demonstration was in order. I am a Summoner. I am able to call creatures from other worlds to do my bidding. I am also afforded a limited understanding of Arcane Magic that allows me to manipulate reality to my will to some extent. The spell I just cast is a minor spell that allows me to send and receive messages over a significant distance that are rather difficult for the casual observer to overhear. I figured it would be a reasonable demonstration of my abilities?" Veniarus explains to the ladies, the Lizard, and the Gentleman in a calm and collected voice.

A moment later he looks at Ariel directly and says quietly "Forgive me, but you say you serve an individual by the name of Helina who works for the cause of Justice? Could you perhaps explain what you mean by 'Justice' as I am familiar with a couple different definitions of the word and I want to be certain I understand the point of view that you are coming from."

[sblock=Veniarus Mini Stats]Veniarus Tollar (DalkonCledwin)
Initiative: +2
Armor Class: 15 (13 Flat-footed, 12 Touch)
Hit Points: 9 Current; 9
CMB: +0 CMD: 12 Fort: +1 Ref: +2 Will: +2

Current Weapon: Light Crossbow, Loaded

Summon Monster: 7/7 Remaining
Spells Per Day: Infinite Cantrips Remaining; 2/2 First Level Remaining
Cantrips: Detect Magic, Read Magic, Guidance, Message
First Level Spells: Lesser Rejuvenate Eidolon, Mage Armor[/sblock][sblock=Kalius Mini Stats]Kalius (Eidolon)
Initiative: +2
Armor Class: 14 (12 Flat-Footed, 12 Touch)
Hit Points: 11 Current; 11
CMB: +3 CMD: 15 Fort: +3 Ref: +4 Will: +0

Current Weapon: Lucerne Hammer
Secondary Attack: Bite (1d6+3)[/sblock]

 

[jkason]

Saktouk Bekloric, half-orc monk

"What is it with you monks and drinking? Is it that you are cloistered up in a monastery and then feel the need to get drunk once out in the real world?"

"The Diamond Heart are drinkers too?" Saktouk says, lighting up. "Well, Rogar be praised. Though the dwarves dinnae think a body ought to stay dry in the monastery. A hard day's work is always worth an ale, even for a monk, aye?"

 

[VVilhem]

Megan also finds the summoner's action alarming but she remains outwardly calm. When Ariel lets go of her weapon, the half elf, too, relaxes.

"That's a good ability, although I wouldn't recommend pointing and muttering at people in the future," Megan says with a sly smile, "it tends to give others the wrong idea."