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What would you do with the armor illusion?


That's the thing - I have no idea. It was just the first thing that popped into my head.
Alright, working on post, but decided I should run my idea by @rush99999 and @Guardian Angel Haruki before I do anything.

Jub has three spell slots left (all level one), and the most showy spell he currently has prepared is Silent Image. I'm not sure what he should make appear though using said spell. My first thought was making an illusion of one of the armours, but I'm not sure.
... this has just made me realise I haven't updated Flicker's sheet for the level up, oops XP Gimme a second.

But yeah, Flicker could also potentially make sure of Warding Bond. But also they have extra ways to avoid getting hit if they need to so...
I'll get to a post over the weekend. Honestly wasn't sure if we were still in initiative or not.
Flicker started reading the letter with confusion, which quickly turned to curiosity before slowly (and darkly) twisting into a grimace. To no one's surprise, Nana May was bad news, and apparently she wasn't the only one.

Still, there was something mildly comforting about the warning, because any guilt or worry Flicker may have felt about not taking the deal with the imp earlier went out light a candle in the wind. While accepting the help may have aided them in helping Cascade's village now, it could lead to far worse consequences later.

The final words of the letter felt quite uncomfortable after the dream Flicker had just had, though, and they quickly folded the letter up before turning to their companions. "So Nana May is bad news, but we already knew that," they said. "However, her trinkets that we found are not cursed and can be used safely. But we should probably not rely on them, use them sparingly and only in the most dire circumstances. Don't want to get reliant on that old witch's magic." They leaned back, trying to look relaxed. It wasn't very convincing. "You know, if I had known earlier that we heading to help a village, I could have asked the order for aid. Alas, it's a little too late for that now."
"Same pain you felt...?" the Crow responds, tilting his head to the side. Well, he'd have to think on that one. If this person who had wronged Emily had stolen from her, and by doing so ruined her reputation, the Crow would have to devise a similar payback. He had no idea how he would go about that though. Emily said she would think on it, so maybe he'd leave her to work on the details. She understood humans better than him after all, and he was still getting used to his newly increased sapience.

It was at that point Emily suggested a new name for him. "Nevermore?" he said, tilting his head now to the opposite side. "Never... more... ne... ver.... moooooreee..." He rolled the word of his tongue. It didn't sounded bad. "I accept this name. You may refer to me as that if you wish. But I am still The Crow." He nodded proudly. "All my names are me, after all."
I'll get something up in the next couple of days.
Jub the Peculiar


Jub looked over at Brutrumukk incredulously when the barbarian started snapping his fingers and ordering everyone to stop fighting. In fact, he was starting to act like this was a dance routine as opposed to an actual battle. "What are you-" Before Jub could get the question out, however, one of the suits of armour decided to slam their shield into him, causing him to almost lose his balance again. "Ow!" He is super tempted to send another Fire Bolt at the armour, but another one of the suits almost hitting him again caused that anger to fade into annoyance. He shot a look at Brutrumukk, hoping he knew what he was doing before following the macaw over to the stage.

How soon would soon be?


I'll read through posts tomorrow, try and see if I can get a post up.
"Hmm?" Runa looks over her shoulder at Fellwing, taking a moment to process her question. "What built tunnel? Not sure. We've been here slight over a day and haven't seen much besides small Beasts. Nothing big enough to have made tunnel. If tunnel isn't just another part of mine, maybe whatever made it long gone." She then gives Fellwing encouraging smile. "But you need not worry. Runa doesn't like to fight, but she can defend herself if need be." Her smile becomes a grin. "And Brother very strong! Runa once saw him take on a bearox by himself!" She gives a strong nod. "Anything that attacks will have do deal with the two of us. You are safe."

With that, she begins to lead further into the tunnel. As they get deeper, the tunnel starts getting narrower and narrower, though surprisingly this does little to deter Runa, who's wide and bulky frame does little to slow her down as she weaves through the sharp corners and squeezes through narrow spaces. Occasionally, she had to use her claws to chip away at the dirt and stone, but far less than one might expect. She also makes sure to check over her shoulder frequently to make sure Fellwing is still following, and ask if she's okay. Once assured, she keeps moving.

After walking for a good while with no signs of life, the pair suddenly hear a loud thud somewhere above them. Runa stops, and motions for Fellwing to stay where she is. She perks up her ears, at which there is another loud thud, this time a little ahead of them. Runa flinches a little, her body tensing. Despite her previous assurance to Fellwing, she seems quite nervous right now.



There is a long pause after Skobeloff's words, as if who's ever following the drakes hopes that if they don't make sound, their presence will be forgotten. After Stargaze acknowledges their presence, there is a small, defeat sigh as a familiar light green drake comes lumbering out from the bushes. "Was I really that obvious?" Tamba asks with a nervous smile.
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