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Finished for the most part (except for a few details): here's Strix, an Artificer (soon-to-be Wizard, likely of the Necromancy School). I have a healing spell, at least, so I hope that'll help smooth things out.

https://test.myth-weavers.com/sheets/?id=2787169

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I can pick up healing spells in later levels, but I definitely think we might need another healer. ^^"


I could make a cleric, though I'm still thinking it over at this point. Is anyone planning on multiclassing later on?
If possible, would we like to coordinate the structure of this party? I see we’ve already got a paladin, warlock, and ranger. I was thinking a wizard or cleric. What do yall think?
@Marrakt

Would you be willing to accept another?
"Uh, um..." Toby stammered slightly, as she struggled to take in everything that had been revealed. Yo'Bikur? Summons? Everything was exploding in her head, and she couldn't make sense of any of it... especially with the nerve-bleedingly distressful form she had taken.

She kept close to her cousin, nudging at her side and clinging to her hand with a manic intensity. She could only hope that Audrey would stick by her- no, that they'd all manage to stick together through this. It was always a bad idea to split apart, right? There's no way she could handle this alone...

“Do what feels right; we Bikura are stewards and governors but not lords over any. We maintain the Harmony of things, and choose our leadership from amongst ourselves. Usually this is the True Voice, sometimes it is not. Address her as you wish, and if she takes offense she will let you know. If you wish to know, I call her simply ‘Princess’, most ‘Rulania’, and her brother, whose own name is Ralek, calls her ‘Lania’. I bow, but most do not unless it is their culture to do so. Use whatever greeting is appropriate to yourselves and she will be delighted.”

- Eckehart


"This Princess..." she hummed out, biting her lips. "Does she... want anything from us? Do we really need to see her... now?"
May be a day or two before I can post, apologies.
Down to be a player, also willing to co-DM if others are as well.
Once the song reached her ears, it was already over. The trance could've been a discordant scream, a painful un-melody, and it still would've drawn her in. But instead, it was a gentle tune, a kind tune. One that spoke directly to her soul, beckoned for her approach. It was not a fight, not a battle- it was there, and it was over.

Toby closed her eyes, and allowed the waters to envelop her, though she at least maintained the lucidity to keep a grasp onto Will beside her. @Teyao

Yo'Bikur


Voices could be heard around her, that much was certain. Murky, muddled, and just a [i]tinge/i] of an echo commiserating within them, as if she was still underwater. Toby struggled to rise to her feet, before letting out a strained shriek.

They were... it was difficult to describe without hurling out her insides. If she even had any.

Her feet were... She could barely even detect the skin on them. In some spots, they were the palest pallor of white she'd ever seen, brighter gleam than any patch of icy snow. In other places, especially near her extremities, they were more translucent than white, showing patches of her sinew and bones, along with a pale, greyish fluid that now seemed to course about her.

Crawling over to the pond to desperately gleam at the rest of her appearance (noting, as well, as that even getting around was seemingly a chore), she could only stare back in half-catatonia.

Her face and neck were... similarly ghastly and half-translucent as compared to her limbs. What's more, she seemed to have a few open wounds and gashes about her, and yet they seemed not to bleed, instead being dead and empty, like that of a corpse. Her hair was matted and coarse, her lips parched and split. Her eyes... they were a disturbingly milky hue of white and blue.

Toby suppressed the sobs that were building up inside her. What had happened to her?



With panic and desperation, she caught sight onto the others around her, lurching and trembling her way to them - perhaps they could help her fix this?
Sorry for not posting a lot in a while, I've been really busy with college and it's been kinda rough mentally too. I'll try to post something lengthy sometime soon, at least within a day though.
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