[center][h1][color=red]Jarynth Robincrest[/color][/h1]
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[h2][color=purple]Baron of Berries[/color]
[sub][color=darkorchid]Vintage Virtuoso[/color][/sub][/h2]
[sub][color=blueviolet]can also shoot a bow[/color][/sub]
[hr][h3]Current Location: [u]Town Hall[/u]
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[@Lucius Cypher][@ihinka]
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Everything happened so fast. At least, to Jarynth, who spent the entirety of the journey thus far trying to figure out how to logistically carry the Ironsand without it falling out of his pack. He surely did not want to waste what he had gathered, as he was afraid it would upset his new friend, Shem'et. When he heard noises of others, he simply looked up and waved, introducing himself briefly as [color=red]Robin Jarynthcrest[/color] before proceeding with his own business. In any case, he made sure to keep a mental note on the locations where he found the Ironsand and Greenwarish at.

It was only when he started to feel just a bit on the sleepier side when he noticed what had happened around him. [i]Everyone[/i] was lulled to sleep; Shem'et, a Half-Orc, and what appears to be a fairy of some sort. Upon closer examination, however, Jarynth was able to figure out that it was a [i]Pixie[/i], although what sort of fairies Pixies tend to be, Jarynth couldn't recall, exactly. What he [i]did[/i] know was that he heard something about 'squashing bugs' from what could only have come from the Half-Orc. Judging from what has happened while he was distracted, Jarynth came to one conclusion

[color=red]"Ah... I must bring this Pixie somewhere safe."[/color]

Before he got to doing that, however, he remembered that he had Shem'et's reagents she was looking for. Quickly looking around for a moment, he noticed the map she was adding on to. Noticing that she's already found a good place to gather more Greenwarish, Jarynth just quickly marked the place where he deduced the Ironsand came from before placing the map back into her paws. Oh, no, wait, he forgot something... turning the map over to the blank side, Jarynth writes a note to Shem'et, wishing her well and hoping to meet her back at Frontier Town, once she finds her ways back. Placing the map, once again, into her paws along with the reagents he found, he turned back to the Pixie, thinking of a way to pick it up without bothering it... 

[color=red]"Hm... ah, right! I know a spell!"[/color]

Waving a hand around and whispering a few magic incantations, a spectral hand popped into existence next to Jarynth. While he was no true mage, he did happen to dabble into a bit of magic during his long-lived lifetime, learning a spell that would have many uses for his occupation. Having a third hand was good, after all, when you want to try three different flavors of wine all at once.

Jarynth scooped the Pixie into his hand quietly, having the [i]Mage Hand[/i] face its palm towards the sky before gently placing her on top of it, to rest on. Once that was done, Jarynth began to make his ways away from both Shem'et and the Half-Orc. Slowly walking into the woods, following whatever trail he finds in his path, Jarynth looked for a safer place to leave the Pixie at, hoping that if he brought her somewhere safe, she'd feel less threatened. It only made sense to the Jarynth, after all, who also happens to be related to the fey. Maybe she could also share some wine when she wakes up!

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HP: 2/2
AC: 13
Passive Perception: 13

Figuring out what a Pixie is: [i]Arcana (Int)[/i] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/12095]9[/url]
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[sub]Items in [i]italics[/i] have been newly acquired within the time of posting.[/sub]
[b]Equipped[/b][list]
[*]Traveler's Clothes
[*]Shortsword
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[b]Carried[/b][list]
[*]Brewer's Supplies
[*]Letter of Introduction (Winemaker's Guild)
[*]Belt Pouch (5 GP)
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