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  Lulani Zenar'inan - Shadar Kai Hexblade Warlock of the Tome  

AC: 14 | HP: 21/22 | Initiative: +3 | Passive Perception: 13

Not seeing the attackers, Lulani curses and comes back to the other two. She glares at Dae for a moment and then her face softens. She cocks her head to the side a bit, "Why would you think that? What makes you worth less than anyone else?" Lulani was miffed, why would anyone think that way? "So, they are from your past? Are they the reason why you think this way?", her eyes hardened and anger flared once more. She wanted to chase them even more. She wanted their heads. She let out a frustrated growl and let a sigh out in an attempt to quench the anger once more.

The warlock took a look at the weapons left behind. Lulani watched Veroth with interest, before she gives the daggers more of a look over. If she didn't need a bath, she would likely sleep here. It was tempting though... the library would likely close right? Perhaps she could hide down an isle? "Thank you.", she says to Veroth before he heads off. "Perhaps we should find someone with healing?"

Arcana roll

  Lulani Zenar'inan - Shadar Kai Hexblade Warlock of the Tome  

AC: 14 | HP: 21/22 | Initiative: +3 | Passive Perception: 13

By the time Lulani got to her allies, Dae and Damaia were without an attacker. They were both more roughed up than when she last saw them and fresh blood flowed freely. She glared at them for just a second, "Where?! Where did they go?!", she started to head towards the direction indicated seeing red. Lunlani was angry that she ran for no reason and that her allies had been attacked so close to where she was and she was not there to help.

7 hours ago, Rumrunner said:

It's probably not what you think...

Ohh~? I'm curious now

! I see what I did wrong. I used passive perception instead of the +3 like it should be. oops.

Does Lu see the running bad guy?

Nice.

Next question is if she would know they are a bad person? I presume it's save for her to assume.

I will not assume that she sees them though.. not yet, even with that number.

Would Lu see the guy running?

22 minutes ago, TheWordWeaver said:

Indeed!

Should I make another post? Or wait for you to say she gets there?

huh, it's 52 for me. i wonder if its a settings thing

 Nox |AC: 17 | HP: 35/35 

The half-orc was irked that she felt lost, but trusted their driver to know where he was going. She at least trusted that it wouldn't be his fault if they got lost. Frigging magic. There was not telling what it did to the land. Nox frowned as they stopped in a spot where as far as she was concerned was a dead land. "Can't we ride and eat?", she grumbles as she munches on a ration. She keeps an eye out, with her mace hand at the ready.

All I can think of is them managing to defeat their enemy just as Lu arrives. She would be so pissed.

  Lulani Zenar'inan - Shadar Kai Hexblade Warlock of the Tome  

AC: 14 | HP: 21/22 | Initiative: +3 | Passive Perception: 13

Lulani stands there for but a moment as the signs of her patron leave her, the last bit of word sinking in. Her eyes fly open and she starts to run around the library looking for them, cursing herself for not letting her familiar come in so she could use their eyes.

19 minutes ago, ariel said:

I hope Billie's isn't as "death-y" as Dae's... hehehe.

Billie's gonna be mad that she missed out on the fun. As long as Dae is able to live through it and tell her about it.

Lol! Death match XD

Im gonna try and catch up soon and post if it's my time. Been a bit distracted.

Im gonna try and catch up soon and post if it's my time. Been a bit distracted.

  Lulani Zenar'inan - Shadar Kai Hexblade Warlock of the Tome  

AC: 14 | HP: 21/22 | Initiative: +3 | Passive Perception: 13

Her tears spilled over once more. Her mother was proud of her. This coming from the very being whom no doubt worked with her mother. She cleared her tears again, listening with all her might as if trying to etch the words on her brain. "Yes, of course. It would be a great honor. How might I find this person? What do they look like? Their name? What does the relic look like?", she asked excitedly. A magical relic that was blessed by her patron? She thirsted for this object like she was in the desert and no water to be found. She needed it. Although there was selfishness there, she recognized that she did actually need it. The patron had said it and for what was to come ahead. There was awe there as well. To think she was worthy of such! Her ego wasn't that surprised, she always knew she was worthy. A part of her wasn't so sure though. Who was she after all? Her mother was great, but did that mean her children were too? The doubts bubbled and popped as they had want to do. She quieted them by focusing once more.

RIP posts 😞

  Lulani Zenar'inan - Shadar Kai Hexblade Warlock of the Tome  

AC: 14 | HP: 21/22 | Initiative: +3 | Passive Perception: 13

Curiosity, sadness, and awe hit Lulani like one of those heavy pillars she saw fell on her. Before she new it, her legs gave way. She was on the floor with tears streaking down her face. It was all just too much to bear. She had always hoped to meet what was truly behind the book, but never could imagine what she would do when she did. "Ex... excuse me... forgive me. I...", Lulani wanted to offer some sort of apology, but wasn't really sure why or how. She went to dry her face with her mother's cloak, her hand shaking. She was at a lose for words. Why didn't she look into the dim more? Why didn't she study more into religion? Truly, it wasn't that she didn't want to. More often then not, the opportunity just wasn't there. Religion wasn't really that high in regard in her home town, unless it was Qalo, or perhaps some other of war. Her sister and the Shadow Wolves would not give too much information on their part, after all she wasn't really one of them. 

It takes all her will to stand and stop crying, but she did not want to seem weak in front of her patron. Va kar tel'quiet Al Ar emar. Sal am at vian disposal. Sen nha vian will?"You do me a great honor. I am at your disposal. What is your will?", her voice shakes more then she wants, she glances into the piercing blue eyes, unsure rather she should look away or not. She focused her racing mind to pay attention to what the woman had to say.

Oh! cool, cool. Roll coming up.

Dang it. Her sister must not have went into it too much. I can kind of see that though. Not to mention the others of her group, considering Lu is more like an honorary member.

2 hours ago, TheWordWeaver said:

Lets see

Lulani does not find an illusion

She does not perceive any other threats

Lulani isn't sure who this figure is exactly but she knows from her studies that they must be a denizen of the Dim

As for Local Knowledge, Lulani can't think of any local legends that describe this figure

😮

What does denizen of the Dim mean? When I search for Dim it doesn't give me anything. 

Is Lu gonna die? Is the guy gonna give her a name? The suspense is killing me. *hasn't checked the in game yet, but is fixing to*

=O

I read it! 

Who is Guenhyvar Cor'Etrial? I can't find her in the thing? Would Lu ever heard of her? 

meh. it was rather a boring day. internet went out and it was slow, so not that many customers to keep me busy and no internet for entertainment, until now.

Time for some rolls~ 

Gonna do an int roll to try and see through illusion.

Perception to see if there are any other threats.

Untrained religion because I have a theory.

KLocal although I don't think it will do me much good. The KLocal will be just a d20, because I don't know what to add to it.

  Lulani Zenar'inan - Shadar Kai Hexblade Warlock of the Tome  

AC: 14 | HP: 21/22 | Initiative: +3 | Passive Perception: 13

Curiosity drove her forward, until she felt the cold. Lulani paused, her caution growing. Was this a trap? Did she go through some portal? Or maybe entered an illusion? Her hand went to her black book almost unconsciously for comfort. Curiosity not letting her turn around, she continued to follow the voice. How did she know it was in this direction? Who was it? As she saw the figure she froze, her eyes darted around looking for exits or other threats. After she establishes rather there are exits or other threats, she meets the stranger's gaze. She steps a bit closer, but keeps a good ten or so feet away. "Pardon me, I do not mean to be rude... you know my name, but I can not place yours?", she shivered involuntarily. It wasn't just the cold, it was the feeling this ... person? emitted. Could a normal person have such ... an aura? at least that was the best word she could figure at the moment. Her instincts told her to run, she kept her confident mask on, trying to hide the worry underneath. 

 Nox |AC: 17 | HP: 35/35 

Nox switched her warforged hand to the mace as the mists got closer. She became more alert and tried to ready herself for something to come jumping out of the mist. As the mist thinned and they saw the bodies, her breath caught in her throat. A nod is all she can manage as a response to Antonio's question. "Hurry.", she managed to blurt out, looking at the bodies, ready for them to get up and attack. The scene made her feel sick. Dread settled on her and seemed to get under her skin and run through her veins. Her eyes darted around from one body to the next, her breathing was more like controlled gasping.