Insight to test to the awkwardness of this moment: 5

Jirel just scratches her head and goes to tend to her wounds.

Hit Dice: 22

After an hour, you leave for the Pale Tower, with Nadya fortunately being too focused on the mission to notice the bulge growing in Jasun's trousers. 

Sharp winds whistle across this stark white plain, stinging the eyes along with the near-blinding rays of the reflected sun. A great eruption of frozen ice rises in the distance—an imposing pale tower crowned with icicles spearing into the sky. Seemingly born of the land itself, an unbroken circular wall of ice guards the tower’s base, with no means of entrance visible. High above, a large gash opens in the tower’s bowl-like crown, ringed in icy spikes and split by a massive plane of ice resembling an inverted crescent moon.

Area Q1

A trampled path of snow, heavily tracked by footprints and sled trails, ends abruptly at an opaque wall of ice. Carvings and ancient glyphs depict only the semblance of a gateway on its surface.

Rose tilts her head to the side, blinking at Jasun in confusion as to why he was looking at her, but she doesn't question it. Instead she heads over to Jirel to help with her wounds. "Here, let me help you." She offers gently. "Oh, yes, and Zaf too!" She makes a small motion to the rat, giving him a little scratch on the head before going onto to help dress the barbarians scratches.

Once completed, she gives Jirel a kind smile. "There, better, right?" The firbolg asks, then takes a small look over Jirel. "You should let me braid your hair one of these days... I-if you'd like me to of course." Just as she says that, it was time for them to go.

Rose cautiously looks over the glyphs...

Arcana: 16 (on Discord)

Jasun looks around, searching for danger while Rose looked at the glyphs. Eventually, he turned his attention to the wall of ice. 

Jirel's cheeks would go pink at the tender and gentle attention Rose paid to her, caring for her wounds. This time her heart lept at the firbolg's words. She'd pull her long hair forward over her shoulder to look at it, sometimes forgetting about her mane. The goliath will nod, "If you teach me how?"

Reminded that it was time to press forward, Jirel would try to shake her sensitivities and focus on hardening herself for the anticipated fights ahead. The goliath will keep her distance at the back of the group to watch over the others and to allow the more adept to investigate up close.

Rose: You know that these glyphs indicate that this wall was created using the spell Wall of Ice and functions as the same way as a wall created by said spell, except it doesn't expire after 10 minutes.

Rose smiles brightly when Jirel asks her to teach her how to braid. "Of course!"

The cleric looks over the wall, then tells the others about what she deduced from her observation. "We have to keep going so..." Rose says as she gets out her quarterstaff, channeling her inner Jirel, and gives the ice wall a mighty wack!

Attack: 6 Damage: 6

 Or... she tries to...

“A mighty swing that any barbarian would be jealous of.” Jasun teased, smiling and doing his best to hold in the laugh that was about to erupt.

Seeing Rose trying her mightiest to break down the wall of ice, Jirel will step up behind her. The barbarian will tap the cleric's stance wider, place an arm around her waist to correct and straighten her posture, "Core tight. Chin high." She'll tap underneath the Firbolg's chin gently with her other hand. "Breathe deep. Be brave. Believe" She'll breathe in with her. "And most importantly, be you." Jirel will whisper as she steps back and to the side of her, readying her large battleaxe. "Again."

And the barbarian will swing in time with Rose.

Attack: 25 Damage: 9

Sera gives Jirel a grim little smile and drives her glaive forward into the ice wall.

Attack: 22 Damage: 12

The ice wall cracks mightily as Jirel and Seraphina swing at it. One more hit should do it. However, at this time, the guards whose job it is to guard this wall see what you're about to do and pull out their crossbows.

Guard1:11
Guard2:12
Guard3:10
Nadya:7

"Woop!" Jasun startles, seeing the guards, and starts to prepare to sling some magic.

Praise T'Vauz: 2

"Ah, crap!"

Rose's face heats up at her absolute failure, having very quickly been discouraged from trying attacking the wall again when Jasun's words reached her ears. She was ready to just let the masters of melee handle it instead, however, before she steps away, she is stopped by Jirel coming over and adjusting her stance, and giving her pointers to help. The last bit of advice causes the cleric to bite back tears, but she is unable to try and strike, as they get into battle.

Cry Baby Init: 16

Pretend confidence init: 4

Seranit: 5

"I'd wondered when they'd act." Zaf comments on idly, now no longer a rat since the short rest, and having spent the last few moments watching the others.

Zaf Initiative: 17.

Sensing Rose’s ‘distress’, Jirel would feel the hair raise on the back of her neck as protective instincts kicked in. Someone said something to upset her. someone had to be responsible. The Goliath will pivot. Instead of focusing her attention on the new threats, she’ll stride up to Jasun. She’ll press up against him with only her axe between them. She had not been this close to him in a while. Catching his scent this close made her heart pound. She’d huff, trying to force away its hold on her. His early flattery was enough to win her hearts infatuation, only for the well of words to have gone dry. “You can make a fool of me 100 times over, Silvertongue.” Jirel will angle her axe so that the blade rests against his neck and millimeters from slicing off a button or a seam in his jacket, threatening to expose his sensitive flesh to winters bite. “But not her.” She’ll emphasize. The barbarians honey eyes will search deep into Jasun’s soul for a few moments before she’d back away with a wry smile, exposing sharp grizzly canines. He may have only been teasing, but she would not tolerate her new friend in tears. She’ll spin on her heel to face back towards the real enemy. 

Guard1(18)(11),Zaf(17),Rose(16),Nadya(9),Guard2(5)(11),Guard(3)(11),Jirel(4),Jasun(2)

Guard1 shoots Jirel!

Attack: 11 Damage: 7

Guard1(18)(11),Zaf(17),Rose(16),Nadya(9),Guard2(5)(11),Guard(3)(11),Jirel(4),Jasun(2)

Rose would take a quick second to wipe the corners of her eyes before the fight really had begun, trying her best to not let her emotions get the best of her at this particular moment in time. I-I have to be brave like Jirel said, she would console herself mentally. He was probably j-just teasing me. N-no need to get all sensitive abo-- "J-Jirel?!" The firbolg exclaims at the fight of her barbarian friend contronting Jasun in a rather threatening manner. While not having caught just exactly what she said, the cleric moves to impose between them, however is too slow in doing so as Jirel pushes herself back and... smiles?

Haah... I-I thought she was going to... Rose shakes her head, and brings her attention back on the enemy. 

"G-Go away!" She shouts as she casts Mind Sliver on Guard2!

Int save 13 or take 6 psychic damage and have to subtract 1d4 from any saves (before the end of my next turn)!

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