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[spoiler][blockquote]Bluff correction 1d20+11 : 1 + 11, total 12[/blockquote][/spoiler]

Tatyanna eyed Grey as he caught up, she thought she had caught the man coming from the line of merchants and this recent statement had confirmed her suspicions for the most part she couldn?t be sure yet. But as far a she knew no guild mate ever would remove the crest for any reason especially when traveling. It was a proud sign of membership, an honor and it was something to show off. No matter the outcome.  She thought her little aside with him caused him to look a little peaked. She hadn?t meant to set the man out of sorts, but if he wanted to play the adventurer, she would vouch for him as long doing such a thing benefited her. After all, fate has destined that she would be here today, no matter what she had to do, or what came her way. The proof was plain, Kin was here with other guild members. The wheels of fate didn?t spin idly where she was involved.

[spoiler=Did she notice the forget-me-not?] [blockquote]Perception: Was there something she overlooked?  1d20+10 : 12 + 10, total 22[/blockquote] [/spoiler]

[spoiler=?is there something more here?][blockquote]Sense Motive: Was Grey playing at something? 1d20+8 : 12 + 8, total 20[/blockquote][/spoiler]

She slowly nodded her head while Grey was speaking up about his wagon. ?Indeed, I?m very surprised that you managed to keep that cart in check, what with all the other merchants crowding in.?

[spoiler=Eh, what the hell, roll with it.][blockquote]'{Bluff: If he feels like lying, I?ll go with it.}' is not a valid dice string![/blockquote][/spoiler]

She thought to herself, ?This should be interesting. What could he have up his sleeve?? As for now, she was intrigued.

[spoiler=...did she grab everything?][blockquote]...surely she grabbed everything belonging to her... right? 1d20 : 8, total 8[/blockquote][/spoiler]

     Shimmering amber eyes dart to the Halfling as he attempts to defend himself.  She was slightly taken aback at his statement. She hadn?t intended to get that sort of response from him. As she thought about it, Tatyanna didn?t know much about Kin. They certainly have never been formally introduced. She had seen him from time to time and knew that he had a propensity to speak his mind. Her head nodded slightly, more in acknowledgement to his quandary than anything.  Taty?s finger idly picked at the brass buckle that was hidden under her robes, out of sight. It made a distinctive, methodic, metallic ticking.

     She watched Kin closely as the merchant wrapped up the interaction; she eyed the documents he now held gawking over. The metallic ticking noise stopped abruptly as her arms were withdrawn from behind the curtain of the crimson cloak she wore. As it peeled away Kin and Anastasia could make out the deep twilight color of the reverse side. Also visible were various pieces of jewelry, which emitted tinkling noises of their own.  She lowered the hood of the cloak now as well and her fiery hair fell around the folds of the fabric in a cascade of auburn flame. Kin and Anastasia could catch the wafting scent of exotic perfume and earthy incense.  She extended her hand to Kin, with a similar warm smile that she had given Anastasia only moments before.

     ?I think that we may have gotten a bit ahead of ourselves? she extended her jeweled fingers to Kin, as sign that she expected civility in a hand shake.  ?Perhaps it is pertinent to start over with a formal introduction. I am Tatyanna Vaeles. It is my extreme pleasure to have fate destine that we should travel together.?

     After introductions she walked around the table looking at the map and beckoned Kin and Anastasia to gather around as well. She cleared her throat and started softly. ?Kin, as the senior member of the guild and seemingly a capable warrior of some repute, I believe that you should take lead here. ? She wore a look of satisfaction, which turned in an instant to grim severity. ?We need to address a few points of concern for the upcoming journey. As you know knowledge is valuable, in more ways than one. This is a deadly serious situation we are heading into. The land of Shadar is built very largely on a caste system and everyone who is anyone there values the worth of their mages and magic above most else.  There are a few things that might get us into trouble while traveling abroad, so if you can keep the ?outbursts? you are well known for, to a minimum while around anyone of importance. That would serve us well. It?s very likely that we will need to turn over any goods that we find while there before being permitted to leave Shadar on the return journey.?

       She paused for dramatic effect, ?If we make it that far. For that to happen we need to prepare thoroughly. I have several preparations to make for myself. I assume that you will be handling preparations for this young lady? If you need assistance just let me know.? With that she let up a bit and smiled to Kin. She waited silently. 

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[spoiler=Clarification for Kin]That is incorrect. It was mental. Though there was a noticeable reaction when he spoke about the Mana Stones.[/spoiler]

Okay, simply because I haven't been here that that long. And I don't have a lot to draw on from this group yet. I would like to submit my all time favorite roleplaying moment.

My good friend threw a Halloween shindig a bunch of years ago now, we were all playing Masque of the Red Death game in Ravenloft (my favorite D&D setting besides of coarse Faerun). Anyway, I was a werewolf hunter and we were investigating so on and whatever. As the night progressed, I was being fed drink concoction after drink by a few fellow players. We had an exchange -

The GM rping an NPC: Hey Aethan (my PC), let me see that dagger for a quick moment, I have an idea.

Me (Aethan): Sure thing make sure I get it back.

Aethan gave over the dagger, and we proceeded with the game, and the dagger was all but forgotten. My girlfriend at the time, at the end of the game session mentioned something about the dagger. And then we had this little exchange -

GM: Oh Aethan, Aethan come here. I nearly forgot to give this back to you. *GM hands over an invisible dagger to me*

Me: Ah yes, my thanks, this dagger is very important to me. *I put the invisible dagger in an invisible sheath on my hip*

The GM looks at me and busts out laughing.

GM: Why did you act out putting away an invisible dagger? It looked silly.

We all laugh for a long time, having had many drinks.

Me: Why did you hand me an invisible dagger if you didn't want me to put the invisible dagger away?

We all laughed for a while longer, and ever since then we all pass invisible items around the table, thanking each other for "invisible" items. It was probably a lot more funny in the moment. But one of my most cherished RP moments.

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Otherwise the best moment for me so far is when Zultar and Kin had it out in Sands, made me cry I was laughing so hard.

Tatyanna deftly skirted around the 'short' brawl to catch up closer to Wintergreen, who was muttering under his breath. She walked closely to his side, and intended to interrogate him further about the party being considered such things as "Saviors", and his underhanded comment about being the "Doom" of them all. She glance side-long at the man a good while, before making a move to say anything. Her fingers idly played with the buckle on a small pouch at her waist as the moved through the city. She glanced about making notice of the happenings around her as they passed through. Before long, she spoke.

"Oh, pay Kin no mind good sir Wintergreen" she started casting her gaze back to the man,"he always speaks out like that. He's a good enough fellow. What was the meaning of the clerks entry into the registry about our party being saviors? As you might know we haven't committed yet to offering our services. The road has been long, we are tired and hungry from traveling. I trust you have appropriate accommodations for such supposed saviors?"

She teased at the belt pouch even more as they walked waiting for the mans response. Tatyanna was getting restless, she would need to consult the cards for a fate harrowing very soon, nothing could be settled in her mind until she had some privacy. To her short mental list, she added, a scalding bath with scented soaps and a very large glass of wine.

Knowledge: History
[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+8 : 11 + 8, total 19[/blockquote]

Knowledge: Geography
[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+7 : 6 + 7, total 13[/blockquote]

Tatyanna's cloak made nary a ruffle as she matched pacing with the men. Following to their destination, her face came into view of the others. The soft skin of her cheeks had a warm glow. As she looked over Kin and Anastasia, her yellowish eyes, critically assessing the two as the merchant, Reginald Hals, prepared the table for the reception of the large map his assistant was supplying.

Stooping down to Anastasia a warm smile spread across her velvety rouge lips. Placing a hand on the girls shoulder. "Well met young one, my name is Tatyanna. It looks like we'll be traveling together dear. I want you to do your best and learn. Keep your eyes open, always. Watch everyone and everything, then remember it." Her thin, jeweled, fingers straightened the gals hair moving it from her eyes. Lingering a moment drifting away in thought she added. "...but you do that anyway don't you..." almost a whisper.

She turned her eyes at Kin, with a look of incredulity, those eyes seemed to scream that he had better know what he was doing. Seemingly also, 'You can bet we are going to talk about this.' She intended to do just that.

Just as suddenly, she turned her attention to the map and the directions the merchant was bantering about. Her eyes glazed over as she listened to his description of the mission at hand. Kin would get the details surely. What did she know about the Shadar, about Izole? Surely she would remember if a story or some rumor had crossed her path.

She snapped to attention and out of her moment of reverie, as the the words "....those Mana Stones and they horde them like dragons!" hit the air. She had to know more. but she had to act fast.

Her attention drawn by Kin for just a moment, a grimace befalls her lips.

"Yes Kin it is the same." Came her response, controlled in an attempt not to show anymore signs of frustration.

Tatyanna's attention turned to the others in the group, before Kin could decide on a new nickname to call her. Her critical assessment of each in turn. The squat orc came under her gaze first, and she was nearly unable to hold back a huff of dissatisfaction. She turned to "Grey". Then for the first time she was able to get a good look at him. Her hands shot out to his torso, brushing off dirt and resting a hand gently on his shoulder.

"Looks like you've lost your crest. That won't do, you'll need to replace it." She offered him a slight smile. "Oh... and please do be a help and keep a studious watch over this one." glancing over her shoulder with a nod at Zultar.

In an instant she was turned and following Kin and Wintergreen deeper into town. 

Tatyanna's thin frame dodged around the last of the merchants carts, quickly falling in line with the other guild members standing near the receptionists at the gate.

She was drowning in dusty robes of various coloring, though altogether it looked as if the apparel had been pieced together of many different traveling sets. The robes beneath were sky blue with bands of goldenrod brocade around the cuffs and hem. What looked like a commandeered cloak hood was converted into a head covering of sorts and bound tightly around with a muslin cloth meant to serve as a veil to cover her face from stinging sands and road dust. All about her robes, she was wound around with sashes of contrasting colors. Sashes of spring green and crimson, surrounded an overly large tunic, the color of wine, holding it in close. Long torn scraps of cloth, deep blue and leathery brown, held the cuffs of the robe in tight against her arms. An absolutely bulging travelers pack strapped onto her back. and a thick leather belt with many pouches adorned her waist, fastened tightly with a hefty brass buckle. Also suspended from the belt was a wicked looking whip and a fanciful hand crossbow.   

And blazoned above all the odd colors, a well crafted broach was pinned tightly to the tunic. her arm lifted then across her chest rubbed against the crest in an attempt to remove the dirt. Just for the benefit of the receptionists. 

She lowered her muslin veil as the others bantered introductions all around with the gate workers. Her skin was pristine ivory, not a smudge of dirt or dust blemished her natural beauty. It could be said that the woman had the sense of a well experienced traveler. Her odd clothing but a necessity to keep out unwanted critters and the ever present sand and dirt flying about the arid landscape.   

She never spoke a word as she approached. She didn't greet anyone, or announce herself, until all present had spoken. When all had at least cast her a glance, she was sure that they would (oddly dressed as she was), she spoke.

"Tatyanna Vaeles." Simple enough, but the words spilled sweetly from parted, pillowy, lips stained a fashionable rouge. Her almost feline-like amber eyes falling on each person present with all of the authority of someone who knew exactly where she was supposed to be.

Thin fingers tapped the edge of harrowing card, the only card face up on the table in a row of nine, the rest of the aged, and well cared for, cards lay stacked to her right. The normally blushed tone of her cheeks drained away to leave a glacial expression of utter shock. After what seemed like long moments she was startled back to reality by the booming voice of a man who obviously had the look of a merchant, with assistant in tow.

A moment later, with a flourish of her hand, the nine cards were returned to the deck. She caught the merchants eye as his words fell onto the crowd. She was on her feet in the same moment, the deck being shuffled thoroughly, as she started toward Reginald Hals. From below the crimson cloak, mantling her now grim countenance, came her silky voice.

"I believe that we will." referring to his statement of reward.

She was obviously alone, no companions sat with her, none of the other guild members had even so much as startled at the voice, before her words had fallen silent. Her hand deftly stowing the deck beneath the long full cloak, which was clasped with a well manufactured semblance of the guild crest. She sidestepped, with a fanciful twist, and was standing at the merchants side. Waiting patiently for the "others" who would surely appear, her hands clasped lightly at her waist.

[Tatyanna Vaeles]

Tatyanna Vaeles
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Just wanted to toss out a short greeting.

Hello and thank you to those who have already greeted me with a warm and friendly welcome to the community. I will refrain from adding to much information here.

So the basics. I have been gaming and RPing in all types of scenarios for years now. As you all may know life and time tend to get away from you as we age. Friends and hobbies come and go throughout different stages of life. And that is whats happened to me lately. I recently moved away from all my friends and come to settle in greener pastures. I lost the ability to hang out and tabletop with old friends.

So here I am, I live in the south. Central time zone. (Limited info since I work with Hasabushi so I don't want to give away any classified information. I don't know if he can dodge ninja's or assassins, or a hitman's bullet.)

Looking forward to RPing with you guys.

Alti