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Decimus - Initiate of High Sorcery | Bladesinger Wizard | Human

AC: 13 | HP: 8/8 | Speed: 30 ft | Spell-casting: +5 / DC 13
Senses: Passive Perception 12, Insight 12, Investigation 15
STR: Score: -1
Athletics: -1 8 | DEXScore: +3
Acrobatics: +3
Stealth: +3
Sleight of Hand: +3: 16 | CONScore: 2: 14 | INTScore: +3
Arcana: +5
History: +5
Investigation: +5
Nature: +3
Religion: +5: 16 | WISScore: 0

Animal Handling: 0
Insight: +2
Medicine: 0
Perception: +2
Survival: 0: 10 | CHAScore: -1

Deception: -1
Intimidation: -1
Performance: -1
Persuasion: -1: 8 
Languages: Common, Abyssal, Celestial, Primordial

FeatsWar Caster | Cantrips Blade Ward
Booming Blade
Green-Flame Blade | Level 1Expeditious Retreat
Magic Missile
Tensors Floating Disk
Tash's Hideous Laughter
Identify
Detect Magic
Comprehend Languages
Shield | 

The large arch opened achingly slowly, the sound of ancient metal and wood groaning under the weight of time, revealing an impressively decorated inner sanctum.  The entrance gave him an unnerving chill, the building seeming more akin to a dragon opening its maw, ready to devour its willing meal.  He moved slowly forward, his robe swishing between his feet as he crossed the threshold, into the awaiting atrium.  The cool night air was washed away as the heat of the sconces surrounded him.  The red robed mage Rovina welcomed them, giving a cursory description of her presence here, and what awaited them.  It figures that a red mage would be the one in charge of a neutral ground like this.  The White robes spent too much time being bleeding hearts, and the Black robes... Well, best left unsaid, their presence alone was an omen of the worst kind anywhere they turned up.  It was then his eyes wandered across the walls, taking in the beauty of the tapestries and what they represented, and scanning the doorways, which itched a part of his brain that made him feel strange.  There had been no other entrances to the Barb, so there was even more at work here than initially expected.  A pocket dimension? 

Rovina stood before another door, explaining that this was simply a precursor test to the real test.  The implication that they would not die in this room was strange, and maybe even a lie?  He could not be sure that the test had already started and his reaction to all of this was simply part of it.  No, that was too much thinking again.  Again, Hunni did a great job being the voice of the two of them as she introduced herself to the Gnome who had began speaking to them as he was lost in his own world of thoughts, bringing him back into the room.   

"Good evening Ellywick Lilli Waywocket Wrenn Shamil Tana Zanna Zook “Sparklegem” Timbers, it would be nice if we could work together, don't give up hope, we don't know what's on the other side of that portal, and Hunni, I wouldn't be so fast to ignore the signs here, prudence would be wise" 

He felt like an old man, towering over the two small mages in the room with him, and feeling the years in his face as he looked at the two.  Decimus stared at the portal with wonder, before deciding that it was his turn to take the lead, and marched forward with more determination than he had shown in some time, entering the portal.     

Decimus - Initiate of High Sorcery | Bladesinger Wizard | Human

AC: 13 | HP: 8/8 | Speed: 30 ft | Spell-casting: +5 / DC 13
Senses: Passive Perception 12, Insight 12, Investigation 15
STR: Score: -1
Athletics: -1 8 | DEXScore: +3
Acrobatics: +3
Stealth: +3
Sleight of Hand: +3: 16 | CONScore: 2: 14 | INTScore: +3
Arcana: +5
History: +5
Investigation: +5
Nature: +3
Religion: +5: 16 | WISScore: 0

Animal Handling: 0
Insight: +2
Medicine: 0
Perception: +2
Survival: 0: 10 | CHAScore: -1

Deception: -1
Intimidation: -1
Performance: -1
Persuasion: -1: 8 
Languages: Common, Abyssal, Celestial, Primordial

FeatsWar Caster | Cantrips Blade Ward
Booming Blade
Green-Flame Blade | Level 1Expeditious Retreat
Magic Missile
Tensors Floating Disk
Tash's Hideous Laughter
Identify
Detect Magic
Comprehend Languages
Shield | 

The large arch opened achingly slowly, the sound of ancient metal and wood groaning under the weight of time, revealing an impressively decorated inner sanctum.  The entrance gave him an unnerving chill, the building seeming more akin to a dragon opening its maw, ready to devour its willing meal.  He moved slowly forward, his robe swishing between his feet as he crossed the threshold, into the awaiting atrium.  The cool night air was washed away as the heat of the sconces surrounded him.  The red robed mage Rovina welcomed them, giving a cursory description of her presence here, and what awaited them.  It figures that a red mage would be the one in charge of a neutral ground like this.  The White robes spent too much time being bleeding hearts, and the Black robes... Well, best left unsaid, their presence alone was an omen of the worst kind anywhere they turned up.  It was then his eyes wandered across the walls, taking in the beauty of the tapestries and what they represented, and scanning the doorways, which itched a part of his brain that made him feel strange.  There had been no other entrances to the Barb, so there was even more at work here than initially expected.  A pocket dimension? 

Rovina stood before another door, explaining that this was simply a precursor test to the real test.  The implication that they would not die in this room was strange, and maybe even a lie?  He could not be sure that the test had already started and his reaction to all of this was simply part of it.  No, that was too much thinking again.  Again, Hunni did a great job being the voice of the two of them as she introduced herself to the Gnome who had began speaking to them as he was lost in his own world of thoughts, bringing him back into the room.   

"Good evening Ellywick Lilli Waywocket Wrenn Shamil Tana Zanna Zook “Sparklegem” Timbers, it would be nice if we could work together, don't give up hope, we don't know what's on the other side of that portal, and Hunni, I wouldn't be so fast to ignore the signs here, prudence would be wise" 

He felt like an old man, towering over the two small mages in the room with him, and feeling the years in his face as he looked at the two.  Decimus stared at the portal with wonder, before deciding that it was his turn to take the lead, and marched forward with more determination than he had shown in some time, entering the portal.     

Decimus - Initiate of High Sorcery | Bladesinger Wizard | Human

AC: 13 | HP: 8/8 | Speed: 30 ft | Spell-casting: +5 / DC 13
Senses: Passive Perception 12, Insight 12, Investigation 15
STR: Score: -1
Athletics: -1 8 | DEXScore: +3
Acrobatics: +3
Stealth: +3
Sleight of Hand: +3: 16 | CONScore: 2: 14 | INTScore: +3
Arcana: +5
History: +5
Investigation: +5
Nature: +3
Religion: +5: 16 | WISScore: 0

Animal Handling: 0
Insight: +2
Medicine: 0
Perception: +2
Survival: 0: 10 | CHAScore: -1

Deception: -1
Intimidation: -1
Performance: -1
Persuasion: -1: 8 
Languages: Common, Abyssal, Celestial, Primordial

FeatsWar Caster | Cantrips Blade Ward
Booming Blade
Green-Flame Blade | Level 1Expeditious Retreat
Magic Missile
Tensors Floating Disk
Tash's Hideous Laughter
Identify
Detect Magic
Comprehend Languages
Shield | 

The large arch opened achingly slowly, the sound of ancient metal and wood groaning under the weight of time, revealing an impressively decorated inner sanctum.  The entrance gave him an unnerving chill, the building seeming more akin to a dragon opening its maw, ready to devour its willing meal.  He moved slowly forward, his robe swishing between his feet as he crossed the threshold, into the awaiting atrium.  The cool night air was washed away as the heat of the sconces surrounded him.  The red robed mage Rovina welcomed them, giving a cursory description of her presence here, and what awaited them.  It figures that a red mage would be the one in charge of a neutral ground like this.  The White robes spent too much time being bleeding hearts, and the Black robes... Well, best left unsaid, their presence alone was an omen of the worst kind anywhere they turned up.  It was then his eyes wandered across the walls, taking in the beauty of the tapestries and what they represented, and scanning the doorways, which itched a part of his brain that made him feel strange.  There had been no other entrances to the Barb, so there was even more at work here than initially expected.  A pocket dimension? 

Rovina stood before another door, explaining that this was simply a precursor test to the real test.  The implication that they would not die in this room was strange, and maybe even a lie?  He could not be sure that the test had already started and his reaction to all of this was simply part of it.  No, that was too much thinking again.  Again, Hunni did a great job being the voice of the two of them as she introduced herself to the Gnome who had began speaking to them as he was lost in his own world of thoughts, bringing him back into the room.   

"Good evening Ellywick Lilli Waywocket Wrenn Shamil Tana Zanna Zook “Sparklegem” Timbers, it would be nice if we could work together, don't give up hope, we don't know what's on the other side of that portal, and Hunni, I wouldn't be so fast to ignore the signs here, prudence would be wise" 

He felt like an old man, towering over the two small mages in the room with him, and feeling the years in his face as he looked at the two.  Decimus stared at the portal with wonder, before deciding that it was his turn to take the lead, and marched forward with more determination than he had shown in some time, entering the portal.