<div class="floatleft">(https://whisperingworlds.com/wp-content/gallery/fantasywomen/fantasywoman105.jpg)</div><br/>Fast Stats: AC 19 | HP 24/24 | PP 15<br/>Magic: 4/4 level 1, 2/2 level 2, Channel Divinity (Healing/Turn undead) 1/LR<br/><br/>Arya Thorngrove - Character Sheet (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=339780.msg16121272#msg16121272)<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u">Battle Actions</span><br/><strong>Movement</strong>Flanking Pavel, creating a shield wall with him<br/><strong>Action</strong>Readying shield and Javelin (melee)<br/><strong>Bonus Action</strong><br/><strong>Reaction:</strong><br/><strong>Initiative:</strong>1+0 = 1 Dice Bot link roll id 158529 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?u=58796)<br/>Roll Result: Carly rolled: 1d20<br/>Comment: initiative<br/>Result: 1,<br/>Total: 1<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Pavel clasped forarms with Arya in a warriors handshake and offered his friendship. Arya nodded and clasped his forarm in return. Clerics generally mingled with warriors quite often and knew a lot of their ways. Well as well as a different class could that wasn't a fully fledged warrior themselves. Where there were warriors of means there was clerics too, they both went hand in hand when battles were needed. Both playing an important role in the culture that had many dangers, where enemies would sink a blade into your throat at a moments notice.<br/><br/>Shortly there after Fifi and Pavel expressed an interest for Arya to join them at the Dancing Wench for some intimate time once the quest was over. Arya blushed and nodded to both but couldn't think of anything to say. Hopefully they will all make it out alive, freeing the village from the plague and still be friends or better at the end of it. One could never be certain with such things. Arya wasn't experienced enough to know how to raise the dead, and battle and conflicts could test peoples friendship easily. Also different alignments could conflict, and Arya didn't know who was evil until more had transpired. Pavel and Fifi seemed good, perhaps not law abiding citizens through and through, but they did take up the need to save the village without asking for compensation or payment. That seemed a good deed enough to at least be good in Arya's books. Time will tell though, perhaps if an opportunity to be evil appears later others may show their true colours. Hmm best not dwell on such things.<br/><br/>"Ah, yes, it's nice meeting you too.  I'll just stay behind you and Pavel like everyone else has told me to stay...for my own safety" Talli mentioned this but looked forlorn when she did. Perhaps Arya said something wrong ? The ways of theiflings were mysterious and Arya was no expert. She knew how to heal them, but had not befriended one yet to know their ways. Either way this one did seem polite so Arya nodded and smiled "I will do my best to be part of the shield wall protecting those that cant protect themselves from harm. We don't have enough warriors to protect flanks and serve as a rear guard however, so those behind us have to be wary that we are not flanked by those the shield wall can't intervene with. Such is an issue with small groups like this one. Still as long as I have blood pumping through my veins I should be able to heal us of most battle injuries."<br/><br/><div align="center"><em>*Sometime later*</em></div><br/>The group pressed on through the snow to this mysterious tomb, with Braxon leading the way. Arya was thankful for the high quality winter furs that the mayor had gifted to the cleric. It was something Arya had meaned to buy for herself many times, but frankly there wasn't much room in her backpack for winter furs. It was nearly bursting at the seams as it was. Arya had heard of bags of holding that experienced adventurers highly valued, that acted like a satchel with a shoulder strap that one could wear against their hip that carried an enormous amount of goods in a magical dimension all the while the satchel weighed only a few pounds no matter what was placed in it. Arya desperately wanted one. A backpack was fine and all, and the one she had didn't obstruct her from fighting, but it was cumbersome all the same. Weighed a ton and frankly didn't look that classy. An upgrade for it in the form of a magical bag of holding was a treasure Arya most desired. More so than magical Armor or magical weapons, although those two would be appreciated, and likely more useful if she was less vain and more practical.<br/><br/>"I don't think we're alone." Braxon's warning snapped the cleric out of her musing of magical treasure and Arya quickly readied her shield and javelin. The javelin was designed to be thrown, but Arya used hers for close combat in melee. It was light and had a decent reach and was faster than a mace. Many clerics choose to use javelins for this reason. Arya only had that and her dagger for close combat fighting well if one didn't count her shield.<br/><br/>She relied on<em>Sacred Flame </em>for ranged fighting, a popular cleric cantrip that could burn her enemies with magical divine fire. Although its range wasn't as good as a bow of any kind, Arya preferred the spell as she wasn't that good with a bow in any case. Although trained in a short bow, Arya lacked the ability to be good at hitting targets. She could provide plenty of power, but just didn't trust her poor accuracy with one when peoples lives were at stake.<br/><br/>Arya looked about and sure enough the ranger's warning wasn't without purpose. Four crystalline feminine figures appeared and they seemed to be made of ice. Although nude there was nothing welcoming about their nature. Their eyes showed malice, and how they moved wasn't one of greeting, they seemed to be ready to attack.<br/><br/>The cleric considered the thought of casting her sacred flame cantrip on one of them. The cleric wasn't sure if the ice women would be immune to flames, divine or otherwise, or more susceptible to it. Its a pity she didn't know that much about their potential enemies. But they were not enemies yet. Arya didn't want to provoke them into being so unless she was certain of their intent. Casting that cantrip could turn a potential peaceful encounter into a deadly one, and Arya didn't want her friends blood on her hands. Instead she fell into formation beside Pavel. Close enough to see to his flank without getting in the way of his weapons, and vice vera.<br/><br/>His presence was comforting. Arya saw the rogue, Pavels companion to the other flank, and Arya wanted to look behind her to see where the sorceress was, and ensure she saw the danger too but then thought it best to keep her eyes open in front of her for any more enemies lurking in the ice.<br/><br/>"Tallianni ! We have company ! Four ice woman by the looks of it, elementals maybe I'm not sure. They have not yet attacked yet but they may not be friendly ! Be on your toes ! Look behind us too, we can't and there may be more !"<br/><br/>Arya yelled in common. Hopefully the sorceress wouldn't provoke a fight, but if one happed it would be good if she was positioned to be able to have a clear shot.