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Stonefist Academy - The Beginning

Miranda

Miranda fastens the pin to her tunic.

"I have very little in the way of possessions. What I own is easily carried. I thank you for the offer to leave some of it here."
 

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Leilani

Leliani rolled her brooch between her thumb and index finger, admiring the craftsmanship. She gingerly fastened her new brooch to her cloak, then put her hands on her hips and gave a self-important smile.

To Sylvas, she whispered, "I have never seen a dark-skinned elf before. Her beauty is most captivating!"

Leilani shifted her position to stand next to Olek. Without a second thought, she put her arm around his shoulder and said, "I am certain our Olek could protect us from most anything."

"As for myself, I am not well-versed in the combat arts, though I have spent many a day chasing away predators from the family ranch. I am quite handy with a whip, as well as this here crossbow."
She patted the device, which hung at the hip on her belt. "If needs be, I may be able to fence with this lovely rapier... I hope that real combat is little different than that as seen on the stage, except for the life-threatening aspect of it, of course."
 

Olek

Olek looked up at Leilani as she put her arm around him with a quizical squint on his face. "Well lass, I'll do my best to keep you safe. I only have two arms and two legs though. Can't say I rightly know how to describe a real fight. Lots of blood, lots of pain and shouting. Noisy places, battles are. Nothing much between you and a death blow except your thinking speed and faith in your god. Stage fights don't really come close...a real fight brings out the animal in both sides, not a witty riposte to a pointless verbal thrust. Save your breath for breathing is my second best advice. Stay out of a fight unless you have to is my best."

Glancing at Leilani's flimsy weapon he rolls his eyes. "If you really want to get mixed up in a proper battle, you need a proper sturdy weapon, not that...toothpick. That thing looks like it would break if you dropped it. If there's a forge around here I'll teach you how to make a better one when we get back."
 

Silvas

Silvas bows slightly and receives the brooch in both hands and looks around to see what the others do with it and follows suit and attaches it to his cloak.

"I will wear this with honor. As for my gear I will carry it with me. Thank you for your consideration."

He is somewhat startled as the young woman spoke to him one on one even if it was for a brief moment. "This is my first time to lay eyes on one myself." He responds in a low whisper intentionally ignores the remarks on her beauty.

He listens to Olek's scoff of the young lasses weapon. "Not everyone relies on brut strength on the battlefield Olek. Finesse and grace make a deadly pair. But seeing as you have some experience fighting, particularly in groups, I would most welcome your advice and leadership. Hopefully we can add the title "Savior of sheep" to your introduction." Silvas smiles to let him know he is just jesting and raises his brow inquisitively waiting for the response. Now lets see if his humility shines through on the leadership comment as opposed to focusing on the joke...

[sblock=ooc] I will follow the parties lead on marching order. Bow in hand with the longsword on my hip. [/sblock]
 

Ararion also attaches the pin to his cloak and has no need of leaving anything at the school. "Toothpick? How unsurprisingly savage, coming from a dwarf. Trust any of your kind not to recognize the elegance and agility of a rapier. No, you'd rather wave your arms about in crazed axe swings, when a single thrust of one of these weapons could end the battle entirely."

The pale-skinned elf chuckles at the 'savior of sheep' comment.

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My own suggestion for marching order: Olek, Silvas, Miranda, Leilani, Ararion, Lune.

Olek easily guards the front; Silvas has good Spot/Listen and a bow; Miranda and Leilani are fairly insulated the center and should not be involved in a fight; Lune and myself have decent Spot/Listen (ranks for me, Wis for him) and provide rear-guard.
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Daelyn shifts his pack a bit and removes his ash quarterstaff to use as a walking stick, but leaves his crossbow in a leather holster on the back of his pack.


I've done more walking these past few months than I have my entire lifetime. I'm going to have to buy some better shoes. I think my old city shoes have been tested, and found wanting. Hopefully the journey will be a pleasant one.

Daelyn addresses the party and masters.

Do we expect to encounter trouble? Are the lands around the academy known for bandits or other troublesome flora and fauna? All this talk of march orders and combat has me a bit concerned. I had thought to have time to study more before I had to do any fighting. I'm not ashamed to admit I've never really had to use my magic in anger before. About the worst I've had to deal with is the childhood pranks of a few classmates. As for marching order, I will defer to my more martial campanions, they seem to be the experts in this sort of thing.
 

Olek

Olek laughed long and hard at Sylvas' joke. "Indeed young elf. If I manage to keep you all safe I believe I will have earned that title fairly. I may believe the both of you if I see grace, finesse and elegance triumph. In my experience brute strength is far more effective."

"Since you are asking my opinion on the order of battle, should it be required, I must be on the front line where I can see what is happening over your lanky frames. I would like this stout human swordsman on my left, since he seems to be a south-paw and I do not desire a haircut from his swings. Archers can bring up the rear, with ladies and wizards in the middle. I trust we will not need to fight anything so capable and organised that a proper order of battle will be required. Are we finished talking and ready to do some walking now?"
 

Daelyn grins.


Sure, I'll stay in the middle with the ladies. I wouldn't want to get any blood on clothes. I am ready if you are Olek.
 

Miranda

"If we are all set, then we should get moving. I am satisfied with being a backup to our two strong men." she says with a slight grin.
 

Silvas breathes a slight sigh of relief that the dwarf has a sense of humor. He sees the logic in Olek's opinion on the marching order and moves to the rear where he prefers to be anyways. He silently awaits the departure.

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Silvas takes his position with his bow in hand. He is keeping a watchful eye and ear out as we march. Occasionally checking the rear.
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[sblock=Combat]
HP: 10/10
INI: +4
AC: 18 T: 14 FF: 14
FORT: +4
REF: +6
WILL: +1

Longbow (range): +5 = +1 (BAB) + 4 (DEX) / DMG = 1d8(P), CRIT x3, / 100ft
Longsword (melee): +3 = +1 (BAB) + 2 (STR) / DMG = 1d8+2(S), CRIT 19-20x2

SPOT: +7 LISTEN: +6 SURVIVAL: +6
KNOWLEDGE NATURE: +5
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