At the Guild Hall
A thin, sallow-faced, uncomfortable-looking city elf wearing the colors of House Medani approaches the padre.
When it gets to his turn he speaks.
"
Yes, I'd like to ask that my cousin be enrolled," he makes an oblique gesture to a tall elvin woman in a ratty cloak leaning against the wall in a corner. "
I'm actually her on behalf of my revered elder you see, he, ah, well he sent a letter to Master Ir'Dayne... Well, anyway I'm sure there's no problem, so I'll just write her name here." The simpering elf quickly marks a name on the piece of paper before slipping away.
He approaches the woman, bows in a formal gesture of Aerenal greeting.
She spits on him.
He departs.
Training
Reaper rises silently from her trance when the
Padre and his cohorts begin to bang the drums.
She passes the first physical tests easily, seeming to very much enjoy watching the slow and unfit fall by the way side.
During lunch she claims an entire haunch for herself, slicing off chunks of meet with her knife and stuffing them into her face with her other hand, all the while warily eyeing those around her.
She tries to give the sword back when it's handed to her.
Finally, with extreme reluctance, she takes it.
When faced with the pole she keeps the sword in her hand while trying to climb. Obviously strong and generally agile nevertheless she isn't able to climb with only one hand.
After a few tries she gives up and wanders off to the next test.
Upon seeing the table she bounds off, moving improbably quickly. With a leap she clears the entire table, landing more than thirty feet from where her feet left the ground.
Without pause she continues to sprint, again making a long jump past the hoops, this jump falls a bit short of 30 feet but is still respectable. If she understands this isn't how the hoops are supposed to be dealt with she doesn't show it.
She approaches the combat dummy with a look of extreme disdain.
She pokes the dummy with tip of her practice sword and makes to walk off.
As does so a nearby half-orc, who's already finished the training, sneers at her and leans over to make a comment to someone standing next to him.
Her face contorts into a horrific smile. She throws the sword at the orc (
it flies wildly off course), pulls a
black knife from somewhere on her body and charges the dummy in a frothing rage.
First she hamstrings it. Then she circles it, around snarling and making quick feinting slashes at it to disorient it. By the end she's tackled it; she pins it to the ground with her legs and drives her long black knife into it's face and torso over and over again.
When the rage passes, panting from the exertion, she picks up the largest remaining piece, walks over to the ashen-faced half-orc, and drops in front of him, snarls, spits on the ground and stalks off.
[sblock=Rolls]
Who get's three threes in a row? I do!
Pole:
Training | vs DC 15 to climb the pole (1d20+8=11, 1d20+8=11, 1d20+8=11)
Table:
Since she moves 40 her jump check is actually +16 so the final total was 31 (corrected character sheet
Hoops:
Training | Jump (+4 running) vs the hoops (1d20+16=27)
Dummy:
Raging: Attacking the dummy for 8 rounds in a frothing rage. (1d20+7=19, 1d4+6=7, 1d20+7=11, 1d4+6=8, 1d20+7=20, 1d4+6=9, 1d20+7=8, 1d4+6=9, 1d20+7=16, 1d4+6=9, 1d20+7=19, 1d4+6=10, 1d20+7=24, 1d4+6=10, 1d20+7=21, 1d4+6=8)
If everything over an AC 10 hit she did 61 points of damage to the dummy.[/sblock]