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D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

@Guardian Angel Haruki Safira is a trained hunter and a tracker. Seeing a men whistling after being pinned down would be suspicious to her. She'd react by standing on high alert. And actively surveying her surroundings.

Can I make some sort of survival check to see if she can hear something or sense something?

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

Safira would like to rage!

Wait... No... That's not right

Now, however she is really gonna draw her sword.

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

Damn but Mat's a great DM. I mean I liked Taliesin's VtM two-shot as well, he was positively creepy, but Mat just embodies his worlds and NPCs. I have no problems with immersion whatsoever. It inspires me to play D&D like nothing else

By the by, Safira's passive perception is 12, but she's so far inside her own world at present, that that's not gonna help her much

Edit: OMG, found the perfect theme song for Safira. Edited it in her CS post.

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@Traps I'm working on my girl, I promise I've picked the pic, which for me is the biggest hurdle

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

Safira paled visibly at the addition of yet another traveler to this crossroads party. Her pale complexion a stark contrast to her crimson huntress attire. She felt the urge to rummage in her satchel and start working on her alchemy. Tinkering with her mutagens always put her mind at ease. But this wasn't the time nor the place for that. The distressed huntress glanced at Bobbin, the kenku, and his flask of spirits. She wished she could turn to it for courage like he appeared to be doing. But alcohol didn't mix well with her formulas so that wasn't a possibility as well. Safira cast one last wistful glance at the flask and turned her attention to the lady elf. She was inquiring all of them as to their motives for being in this forest.

No! She wouldn't tell them her reasons. Why should she do that? She'd done the necessary. She'd been polite and given her name. She didn't owe these people anything. Especially her reasons for being in this forest at this time. With each new thought Safira sank deeper and deeper within herself and at the same time her huntress instincts began to surface. Whenever she felt crushed by the weight of social anxiety, she fell back on her more basic instincts. She tuned out the world of people and tuned in to the world of animals and critters. She tried this escape here and now and was abruptly reminded why she was at this forest, on this crossroad, among these people. Because the animals were gone. Or silenced. Or who knew what exactly. As she pondered the conundrum she began muttering under her breath.

"The animals. No animals. Silence. Where are they? Gone? Or...? Is it this star?" She wasn't really talking to herself. It was just that her thoughts were no longer contained within her mind, but were escaping sotto voce through her lips.

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

Oh, man, I totally forgot we can roll for shit

Edit: And here's my first Wil Wheaton-esque roll roleplayerguild.com/rolls/4669

D&D 5e -- The Lost Children

@Guardian Angel Haruki For me it's impossible to do anything D&D related and not here the voices of Critical Role's cast #mercervoices

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@Traps I don't do short well, but I can try and keep it to reasonable lengths I'll try and work on something for you today and PM it when I'm done.

Also on the forum from work, by the way Though I'm just starting now.

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@Traps I was actually wondering how much of the hollow earth theory would you use save for obviously the existence of livable hollows within the earth? How do you feel about natives. And I don't mean the BAMs /Tera fan here by the way /

I can work my girl in the existing demographic, but I would be happy to try and make her a native if that's a direction you're willing to go.

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@Kitty I figured as Kat is not much for bonding within the pack, Blaine's telepathic link with her pack won't work with Kat as it requires a certain closeness and familiarity.