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<blockquote data-quote="Binks" data-source="post: 6790669" data-attributes="member: 6775039">I call Rawr over to my side and watch him lope up next to me.&nbsp; &quot;We have little choice, my friend.&nbsp; May our magic be strong and the feet of the fleeing be swift.&quot;I know Farishta.&nbsp; She and I have had many discussions of her faith on walks in the woods.&nbsp; She is the spiritual leader of this community, a powerful cleric whose connection to her goddess Erathis is a force to be reckoned with.&nbsp; &quot;Your courage is admirable Farishta.&nbsp; I hope your goddess is taking note and lends her own weight in proportion to it.&quot;When I look down and see Sadia grasping my hip and burying her face into it, I find myself exasperated and charmed simultaneously.&nbsp; I bend down and scoop her up and place her on the horse that Farishta rode in on.&nbsp; Without bit, bridle, or saddle, she will have to concentrate mightily on staying atop it.&nbsp; That should quench some of the fear overtaking her.&nbsp; I whisper to the horse to calm it and to communicate my trust in it to keep the girl safe.&nbsp; I'll promise it a bushel of carrots and a thorough brushing as compensation <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile&nbsp; &nbsp; :)"&nbsp; data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />This doesn't have anything to do with destroying the mists, I just want insurance that the horse doesn't rear or bolt with Sadia on it and hurt her.&nbsp; I want it to stay here and we can retreat on it if need be.[sblock]Insightful Comment (E):&nbsp; + 5 to Diplomacy.&nbsp; Diplomacy + 16 (+2 Beast) + 5 = 23.&nbsp; Rolled 7.&nbsp; 30.[/sblock]Once she is up on the horse, I kneel down, one hand on the frost and the stone and one hand touching Rawr's fur, using our powerful primal connection as a conduit to call out to the natural forces of the world.&nbsp; My eyes roll back into my head and an ancient, lost tongue spills forth from me unconsciously.&nbsp; I'm calling the primal spirits of the wind to buffet the mists and the stone to interpose itself between the malevolent vapor and us.[sblock]Nature + 24.&nbsp; Rolled a 7.&nbsp; 31 just exceeds the level 27 medium DC but falls far short of the high.[/sblock]I'll let you handle Farishta's rolls throughout this,&nbsp; @<a href="http://www.enworld.org/forum/member.php?u=6781356" target="_blank">Tecklenburg</a>.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Binks, post: 6790669, member: 6775039"] I call Rawr over to my side and watch him lope up next to me. "We have little choice, my friend. May our magic be strong and the feet of the fleeing be swift." I know Farishta. She and I have had many discussions of her faith on walks in the woods. She is the spiritual leader of this community, a powerful cleric whose connection to her goddess Erathis is a force to be reckoned with. "Your courage is admirable Farishta. I hope your goddess is taking note and lends her own weight in proportion to it." When I look down and see Sadia grasping my hip and burying her face into it, I find myself exasperated and charmed simultaneously. I bend down and scoop her up and place her on the horse that Farishta rode in on. Without bit, bridle, or saddle, she will have to concentrate mightily on staying atop it. That should quench some of the fear overtaking her. I whisper to the horse to calm it and to communicate my trust in it to keep the girl safe. I'll promise it a bushel of carrots and a thorough brushing as compensation :) This doesn't have anything to do with destroying the mists, I just want insurance that the horse doesn't rear or bolt with Sadia on it and hurt her. I want it to stay here and we can retreat on it if need be. [sblock]Insightful Comment (E): + 5 to Diplomacy. Diplomacy + 16 (+2 Beast) + 5 = 23. Rolled 7. 30.[/sblock] Once she is up on the horse, I kneel down, one hand on the frost and the stone and one hand touching Rawr's fur, using our powerful primal connection as a conduit to call out to the natural forces of the world. My eyes roll back into my head and an ancient, lost tongue spills forth from me unconsciously. I'm calling the primal spirits of the wind to buffet the mists and the stone to interpose itself between the malevolent vapor and us. [sblock]Nature + 24. Rolled a 7. 31 just exceeds the level 27 medium DC but falls far short of the high.[/sblock] I'll let you handle Farishta's rolls throughout this, @[I][B][U][URL="http://www.enworld.org/forum/member.php?u=6781356"]Tecklenburg[/URL][/U][/B][/I]. [/QUOTE]

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