<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/oNUCVfg.jpg)</div><em>N Human Aasimar Swashbuckler/Summoner 10</em>(https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1682818)<br/><strong>Hp:</strong>79/79;<strong>AC:</strong>11 (flat 9, touch 11);<strong>Senses:</strong>normal (Perception +15)<br/><strong>Buffs:</strong>none<br/><strong>Languages:</strong>Aklo, Celestial, Common, Draconic, Dwarven, Elven, Infernal, Orc, Sylvan<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Appearance</div><div class="spoiler_body">Conservatively dressed in red and black robes and courtier's outfit, with gold studs, leaving<br/>only a modest amount of cleavage visible.<br/><br/><strong>Mood:</strong> Introspective, solemn.<hr/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Equipment</strong></td><td><strong>Location   </strong></td><td><strong>Visible/Hidden   </strong></td><td><strong>Aura</strong></td></tr><tr><td>Bronze Headband (https://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic-items/wondrous-items/wondrous-items/h-l/headband-of-mental-prowess)</td><td>Head</td><td>Visible</td><td><em>Strong Transmutation</em></td></tr><tr><td>Courtier's Outfit (w/ jewelry)</td><td>Body</td><td>Visible</td><td>n/a</td></tr><tr><td><acronym title="+2 corrosive rapier in glamered form.">Ornate Short Staff of Rulership*</acronym>   </td><td>Hand</td><td>Visible</td><td><em>Moderate Illusion</em> &amp; <em>Faint Evocation</em></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spells</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>CL:</strong> 10th, <strong>Concentration</strong> +17<hr/><strong>4th (2/2)</strong> - <em>fire shield, greater invisibility</em><br/><strong>3rd (5/5)</strong> - <em>displacement, haste, heroism, restore eidolon</em><br/><strong>2nd (6/6)</strong> - <em>blur, cat's grace, create pit, phantom steed, warding weapon</em><br/><strong>1st (7/7)</strong> - <em>alarm, ant haul, identify, protection from evil, obscuring mist</em><br/><strong>0 (at-will)</strong> - <em>acid splash, arcane mark, detect magic, mage hand, mending, message</em></div></div><hr/><br/>Despite the placid expression on her face, Amora Caedmon was anything but within.  Even so, she dared not allow the mask of rulership to slip when the council before her needed a display of strength, for who knew what sort of action people might be driven to if they thought they sensed weakness.  With civil war running rampant and the province she controlled on the defensive, there was certainly much reason to be despondent.  Out of her siblings, only her twin brother and sister, Seth and Sylvia, still retained any amount of her affection.  Elizabeth she regarded as a rabid dog and Alexander a dangerous wild card.  Cordelia was a misguided zealot, but, mostly, her wariness was reserved for Noah.<br/><br/>Absorbed as she was in matters, she was only half mindful to her mother's words and when the sudden rush of power within her surged, she was somewhat taken by surprised.  "I'm certain everything will be well mother," she stammered, pretending to be somewhat overwhelmed by her mothers display of confidence rather than the torrent within.  When Marcus spoke, Amora allowed her eyes to play over his figure, before reminding herself to concentrate on his words; as much as she wished for distraction, now was not the time.<br/><br/>Matters were certainly desperate, but she was at least glad that Elizabeth had surged forward to seize the capital, thereby interposing herself between Amora and Alexander, as well as focusing attention to herself.  It still didn't leave Amora or the twins in a very good position as they would have to contend on two fronts.  Perhaps a few rumors whispered in Cordelia's ears that Elizabeth was committing outrageous scandals in the capital, and on the throne of the kingdom no less, would convince her zealous sister to press her soldiers at Elizabeth.  Likewise, Alexander might be convinced that neither Amora or the twins were a threat if (in rumour) they would support his bid for the crown if he were to take the capital - it was a long shot, but Amora was even willing to lie in bed with her brother as a sign of good faith on the matter.  If such a thing worked, both Amora and the twins could concentrate their efforts on strengthening the eastern front and, perhaps, take the fight into Noah's lands, whom she was certain would see through any ruse she might propose.<br/><br/>"The courage of our fighting men and women are unquestioned my<em>general</em>," she smiled at him, emphasizing the word to impress upon him that she accepted his position, even though it was unlikely he was unqualified.  Despite this, Marcus could learn, properly motivated, and as a young man, loyalty was easier to win from rather than a hard old dog.  "However, we cannot have the troops leave the land, so it must be that only a small number must go.  I must remain in our land, as it cannot be seen for me to leave; not when our soldiers might mistake it for flight, not when my siblings might see it for an opportunity.  Lord Marcus, find for me loyal people who are capable of subterfuge and can be trusted to keep their mouths closed, but still somewhat heavy-handed in a fight.  They must accompany and keep my mother, the Lady Amriel safe on this journey."<br/><br/>Offering her hand for him to kiss, as well as favorable gesture of dismissal, she would turn to the others once he was gone.  "Mistress Vinecreeper, you will supply a few who are wise in the ways of the land and can guide this group through, perhaps, no more than three, and I trust our esteemed clergy can provide a similar number to call upon the favor of the gods for this endeavor."<br/><br/>Standing up she smoothed her dress.  "Now please leave us; there are matters I would discuss with my mother."<br/><br/>Waiting for the doors to close behind them, Amora gave a sigh.  "Of course, by you leaving for the expedition, I mean that I will be leaving in your guise," she grimaced.  "All concerns I spoke were true, and I'm afraid I will need you to remain to rule the province in my appearance.  I also have a few plans that we must enact to keep matters from deteriorating-"<br/><br/>Once Amora had explained her thoughts as to how to keep her other brothers and sisters at each other rather than at herself and the twins, Amora would add: "I'm certain the new general might be overwhelmed, but certainly nothing a woman cannot manage.  Though please don't do anything I wouldn't do.  Or that I would."