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Post by wilfredfizzlebang on Apr 5, 2016 14:37:45 GMT -4
" I worship the most benevolent of Gods, Arawn."
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Post by Mod Everstache on Apr 5, 2016 15:10:08 GMT -4
Arawn? What kind of god is that a good and righteous one I hope?
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Post by wilfredfizzlebang on Apr 5, 2016 15:33:16 GMT -4
"Arawn is the God of life and cycles. From everything there can be life. She is a most merciful and benevolent goddess. "
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Post by Mod Everstache on Apr 5, 2016 15:42:03 GMT -4
This seems like a great god I think Ilmater and Arawn would like each other. I would think that a person that folllows a good god did not kill ghesh on purpose. I hope we, as followers of good and loving gods can become friends or at least an understanding.
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Post by Tom Marilyn on Apr 5, 2016 17:29:50 GMT -4
Tom walking behind mad just shakes his head at the cleric with out him seeing.
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Post by Layella Lavellan on Apr 5, 2016 19:30:55 GMT -4
After the combat has ended Layella moved about in attempt to salvage arrows, taking note of the fact that she remained free of injury when some of her comrades had come close to losing there lives. This left her with mixed feelings, mostly adding to her frustration at the futility of their endeavor.
Walking back, Layella spent some time speaking with Nott (their frustrated sentiments shared), and then hung back to move in line with the others. The wolf she befriended kept a maintained but lax distance, trotting playfully along back in tandem with Nott's bear.
To her, this newcomer was absolutely unfamiliar. He sparked no echo of memory within her as most things from her past seemed to do. At this point, however, she trusted her own memory little more than a stranger. She responded to him warily: "I fear I do not know you, menesch, though I did know the Dragonborn who's carcass gave rise to you..."
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Post by wilfredfizzlebang on Apr 5, 2016 20:18:02 GMT -4
"That is true. I shouldn't rise memory from you." Looking off into the distance, as if on Dawson's Creek. "Technically we haven't met yet. Actually judging by my calculations we won't have met for many many years."
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Post by Tom Marilyn on Apr 5, 2016 20:25:47 GMT -4
With a noticeable limp tom moves closer to the group, his brush with death once again has left its scares on his body. Grumbling to himself about an early retirement. Hearing Wilfred say that something about thy will meet in the future peeks toms interest. he takes out his pipe and lights while he walks and listens to this exchange.
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Post by Mod Everstache on Apr 5, 2016 20:38:16 GMT -4
All this future, past nonsense has got mod a bit annoyed by this gnome's confusing double talk. He decides to leave him to his devices with layella and the rest and moves to talk to our dragonborn paladin, about their healing techniques and heroics in battle.
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Post by wilfredfizzlebang on Apr 5, 2016 20:42:38 GMT -4
"Their"
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Post by wilfredfizzlebang on Apr 5, 2016 20:47:34 GMT -4
"So I would like to make a grand apology to Layella's friends about killing their monk friend. It was not my intention and i would like to make it up to everyone. With that I would like to grant everyone a potion of Heroism."
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Post by Mod Everstache on Apr 5, 2016 20:47:54 GMT -4
Mod is a bit worried that the gnome might have read his inner thoughts.
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Post by Mod Everstache on Apr 5, 2016 20:48:57 GMT -4
"What was that?" He says hopeing his suspensions will be proven wrong
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Post by wilfredfizzlebang on Apr 5, 2016 20:49:22 GMT -4
"Hey I'm magic... it happens."
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Post by Mod Everstache on Apr 5, 2016 20:53:50 GMT -4
Well i would like you to keep out of my head sir. I except your apologies but I have no need for ur potion of heroism.
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