Allansia Wildlands Campaign.

At the sight of the Tortle, Tzedaka jumps up nearly spilling her tea, runs to him with excitement and gives him a hug (Although she cant quite reach her arms around his shell). "Banzo, wise war wizard." (When she touches him, he is now under the effect of Heroism (+5hp, immune to being frightened)

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Tzedaka wakes refreshed and full of her usual energy. After getting dressed, she heads downstairs and walks into the main area, smiling at the patrons. (the light from some of the candles brightens when she walks in and the sounds of a gentle breeze with chirping of birds can be heard)
She sees a few patrons sipping on coffee and tea. She tries the coffee, makes a bitter face, and immediately spits it back in the cup. Then she tries some herbal tea and seems satisfied. She walk over to Zeltheris and gives him a hug (like a child hugging a parent). “Challo Zeltheris,”she smiles dreamily at him, her royal blue eyes looking into his. As usual, she is stunning, even in the morning. “Vhy so somber?”

" I'm afraid I must leave.  I have received news from home via a Dream Sending last night, there is..trouble..and I must go see to it.", he said sadly.

" But I do not want to leave you all in the lurch so please take theis for yourselves to help you with Firetop."

He placed his wand of magic missiles down on the table.

" Again, I'm sorry but they need me."

Tzedaka looks stunned “But vhy? Ve just met”

she begins to cry.  

“You demonstraate mercy to three not deserving”

She looks at his eyes and grabs his hands imploringly.  “Please do not go!”

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Tzedaka looks stunned “But vhy? Ve just met”

she begins to cry.  

“You demonstraate mercy to three not deserving”

She looks at his eyes and grabs his hands imploringly.  “Please do not go!”

 Zeltheris sighed, " Do you have a family? What would you do if they begged you for help?"

He pushed 400 gold across the table, " Use it to hire someone, someone who will protect you all."

" And when you solve this demon thing, come find me......if you can.  I know I can't stay at home, this Demon Prince thing will come looking. But I have to help them for as long as I can."

" Banzo is a good egg, decent head on his shoulders.  Hermans blunt as a brick, but honesty like that is rare. Garets come out of darkness, keep him out if you can."

" Shalana....I don't know. half the time I think theres nothing in there...the other....she's old. Older than she knows I think."

" Ennwyn.....she's seen some shit.  More than she's said, tough as nails that one."

" Broccs back in Chalice, as is Aramis....look them up if your back that way. They can fill you in on anything you've missed."

" Though..........you don't miss much....doe-eyed innocence or not."

He began whistling ' The Heroes of Chalice" to himself as he stood and moved over to say his goodbyes to the others.

"It always seems like someone is joining or leaving 'The Heroes of Chalice' so don't worry about us Zeltheris the next member will probably fall right out of the sky. I hope your journey's destination finds you safe and sound."

Banzo looks around briefly at the others.

"We'll try to get rid of these damned demon tattoos as quick as we can so that you can aid your family in person."

Tzedaka, hearing the Zeltheris whistle "Heroes of Chalice", seems to calm her down a bit.

Then, she does something quite peculiar (and perhaps unsettling to some of the party)

She grabs a dagger from Zeltheris's belt. She reaches up to her silver hair and cuts off a lock. She tears a piece off her gray dress, and uses it to tie her straight long hair together. Then, she puts the prepared hair in his hand and closes her small gentle hands over his. The candles and other flame lights in the room seem to dim, as there is a bright warm light coming from inside his hands as radiant energy flows into it, as well as the now familiar heroism effect.

"May Justice Find You And Your Family." she says. "I vill find you again.... Zeltheris." 
Then she smiles once more at him, with unfettered love and joy in her eyes and sits quietly, sipping her tea as if nothing had happened, perhaps lost in thought.

Herman looks surprised at Zeltheris, jaw open, he did not expect this.

While the others are saying goodbye, he suddenly says nothing and he gets grim, like a child facing something unpleasant.

But then he realises that everyone's destiny is indeed very curious and he had to let his friend go.

He holds Zeltheris's hand firmly but eventually he embraces him

"I am happy that our paths have met, I bid you farewell. Do sing your songs along your journeys and spread the story of the heroes of Chalice. I hope we will meet one day (especially if we will have the solution to get rid of these tattoos"

He gets his hands in his pockets and takes away a trinket

"Take this, it is a nail of that damned troll, it will bring you good luck"

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Herman looks surprised at Zeltheris, jaw open, he did not expect this.

While the others are saying goodbye, he suddenly says nothing and he gets grim, like a child facing something unpleasant.

But then he realises that everyone's destiny is indeed very curious and he had to let his friend go.

He holds Zeltheris's hand firmly but eventually he embraces him

"I am happy that our paths have met, I bid you farewell. Do sing your songs along your journeys and spread the story of the heroes of Chalice. I hope we will meet one day (especially if we will have the solution to get rid of these tattoos"

He gets his hands in his pockets and takes away a trinket

 

"Take this, it is a nail of that damned troll, it will bring you good luck"

 

Zeltheris pocketed the nail and gave Herman a peck on the cheek, " I will sing the saga far and wide, my friend."

He shouldered his pack and turned to go.

When Zeltheris does leave, the strange women seems like she doesn't notice. She does not look up again, nor wave goodbye, even though moments before, she was pleading for him to stay.

She sits quietly, contently sipping at her tea. Her eyes seem somewhat unfocused, perhaps she is contemplating something, as she does seem lost in thought.

Garet who had kept himself to himself the majority of the previous night partly knowing that the naturally more garrulous Banzo would be the better choice to try and extract information from the locals, however he knew that it was the fact that seeing so many caravan guards brought back so many memories of that fateful ambush. Garet could practically smell the fire and the acrid smell of burning flesh.

His night was not particularly a pleasant one his dreams, a mixture of the ambush, his former life in Blacksand, their fight with the elemental, their markings from the Demon prince and their upcoming battle with Zagor. He felt the darkness come but just before he could bare no more the sun rose and in came the dawn.

He crept stealthily down the stairs a habit he couldn't break and heard the tail end of Zeltheris' conversation hearing himself described as in darkness he mused the bard knew him well better than he thought it seemed. He couldn't bare to see him leave so just hung back went to the stables to see to the preparations and would join the party when they went to the road.

Tzedaka eyes seem to regain her focus (lost in thought, she forgot to breath) and takes a deep breath. She looks at Banzo and the group. Her expression serious and resolute.
"Arre you ready to confront Zagor, Heeroes of Chalice?"

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Tzedaka eyes seem to regain her focus (lost in thought, she forgot to breath) and takes a deep breath. She looks at Banzo and the group. Her expression serious and resolute.
"Arre you ready to confront Zagor, Heeroes of Chalice?"

Just as Tzedaka said this there was a sudden childs scream outside and a shrill young voice shouted, " Dragon!"

 Almost as if expecting this, Tzedaka turns on cue. She heads toward the door, seemingly floating across the floor. The doors opens outward in front of her, without her touching them and she goes outside to confront the dragon.

Tannin starts looking into the surrounding sky for a dragon but then realizes that with his wings sticking out from the sides of his cloak and glints of scale armor which only punctuates his scaly skin. His amber gold good looks and long tail. The child meant him. Adjusting his dark gray cloak with green tassels to cover his wings further as he approaches and gives a slight bow.

"Child, I'm a dragonman. My kin are much larger and keep pretty young princesses like you in their lair, to get brave knights to rescue them. You are a princess, aren't you?"

He give a reassuring smile hoping to imply the complement. He chuckles at the thought, More like bait to entice snacks for a lazy dragon to eat.

At hearing him speak the child looked shocked then laughed and ran off passed Tzedaka as she emerged from the Two Moons.

Tannin shrugs, looks for an obvious Inn (Two Moons) then walks towards

From the Two Moons Tavern, a 5 foot tall silver haired woman exits. She wears the trappings of a priestess of Libra (gray plain robe, no apparent armor). She wears a grey cloak over the robes, curiously held together by clasps that look like the scales of justice. Even for a human, Tannin can feel her "presence." She is stunning.

She looks at him with radiant blue eyes.

"Ahh." She smiles as the child runs off. "I vas hoping you vould come to us."

Tannin looks at the woman presence felt They do have a beauty to them he thinks, but he is not attracted to humans. "Huh? Explain."

(Pure charisma, confidence, maybe not human, when she walks into a room, people gravitate to her, everyone notices instantly that she has arrived!!)

The maybe 20 year old women doesn't seem to notice that Tannin asked her a question.

She looks toward the barn and suddenly, her voice is unexpectantly loud (Thaumaturgy)

"GGayrroot of Blacksand" she calls.

Then her voice grows quite, and she almost mutters to herself, or perhaps to someone not seen, "Von departtees, as von arrivies." (she has a strange accent)

Tannin shrugs he doesn't mind meeting new people. Still confused, He looks at the woman, his lips do not move and no sound comes from him other than breath 

Mentally in a deep sounding voice much deeper than the dragonman seems to usually muster, she hears "My name is Tannin Tziynok. Now my lady, you have me at a disadvantage unless you tell me your name."