Kotin's Notes

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Wakefield intervenes in Missile Defense Research

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[Icemule Trace, Town Center]
The bustling town comes together in this square.  Halflings dressed in varying fashions stand about, some chattering happily, others reclining on cloaks laid on the ground.  One ancient halfling leans against the base of the large ice statue of a mule, snoring blissfully.  A feeling of community pervades the area, putting you immediately at ease.  You also see some manna bread, a blanket of snow, a carved ice bench with some stuff on it, a colorful silver-bound barrel emblazoned with a row of tiny grey penguins, a rhimar trash receptacle and an old stained table with some stuff on it.
Also here: Lord Vicsek who is sitting, Lord Fzoull who is kneeling, Lord Jaksar, Idlene
Obvious paths: north, east, south, west
You smile at Jaksar.

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Speaking heartily to Jaksar, you ask, "You awake?"

Jaksar says, "Aye."

Jaksar says, "Need anything."
Speaking heartily to Jaksar, you ask, "You able to use silver wands?"

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Jaksar says, "I have never tried."

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You rub your chin thoughtfully.

You heartily say, "I'm looking to conduct an experiment."

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Jaksar asks, "Oh?"

You heartily say, "Need someone to gently bolt me."

Jaksar ponders.

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You heartily say, "A sivler wand magic should do."

Jaksar exclaims, "I can try!"

You heartily say, "No need to actually hit me."

You nod at Jaksar.

High Lady Cherryth just arrived.

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Jaksar says, "I can heal ya if I hit ya."

You gently take hold of Jaksar's hand.

You nod.
Jaksar says, "Oh, Cherry can use wands I bet."

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You beam happily at Cherryth!

Cherryth nods at Jaksar.

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Cherryth smiles at you.
You turn to face Cherryth.

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Speaking heartily to Cherryth, you ask, "Are you willing to help me in my research?"

Cherryth quietly asks, "What devilry are you two up to?"
Jaksar says, "I's willin tah try, but not sure if I Can."
Jaksar says, "Kotin has a death wish."
Speaking heartily to Cherryth, you say, "I'm trying to stay alive longer..."
Speaking quietly to you, Cherryth asks, "And what's the research?"

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Speaking heartily to Cherryth, you say, "I am testing various combinations of arms and shields."

You heartily say, "Looking for best to use against bolts."

Speaking quietly to you, Cherryth asks, "And you want me to try to kill you?"
Jaksar says, "He wants you to softly bolt him."
Speaking heartily to Cherryth, you say, "No, not try to kill me... wand a silver wand or something similar..."
Cherryth rolls her eyes.
Jaksar says, "I could probably fire spirit em and not kill em."

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Speaking to you, Jaksar says, "She's not amused."

Cherryth quietly exclaims, "I can try...but I don't want to get arrested!"

Jaksar says, "I'll try, ye heal."

 

Jaksar nods at Cherryth.
Cherryth quietly says, "And I don't have any wands on me."
Jaksar leaves your group.
Jaksar reaches out and holds your hand.
 

Cherryth joins Jaksar's group.
Cherryth stands up.
Lord Jaksar's group just went outside the gates.

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[Mountainside, Snow Drifts]
A high cliff towers before you, impassable but for the rubble of an ancient landslide.  Among the boulders and strewn rocks, a trail is visible twisting up the mountainside.
Also here: High Lady Cherryth, Lord Jaksar
Obvious paths: southwest
Jaksar says, "Well need mana now."
Jaksar asks, "U ready Kotin, once I get the mana?"
Cherryth faces Jaksar, closes her eyes and begins chanting.  Suddenly, a small bolt of energy arcs between them!

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Jaksar exclaims, "Got mana!"
Cherryth smirks.
Jaksar asks, "Kotin ya ready?"

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You heartily say, "Forgive me, little ones in my mind palace."
Jaksar says, "Defintely shouldn't hurt ya."
Jaksar grins at you.

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You heartily ask, "Testing outside or here?"

Cherryth quietly says, "Here."
You remove a sharpened steel claidhmore from in your eel skin harness.
Jaksar says, "Here."

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You nod at Jaksar.
Cherryth quietly says, "This IS outside."
Jaksar asks, "Readies?"

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You nod at Jaksar.

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Jaksar utters a light chant and raises his hands, beckoning the lesser spirits to his aid...
Cherryth speaks a quiet phrase in flowing elven...
 

Jaksar gestures at you.
Jaksar looks less calm and refreshed than a moment ago.
Jaksar hurls a roaring ball of fire at you!
  AS: +201 vs DS: +84 with AvD: +22 + d100 roll: +21 = +160
   ... and hits for 15 points of damage!
   Minor burns to chest.  That hurts a bit.
The roaring ball of fire strikes you, blossoming into a much larger sphere of flame upon impact.
   ... 15 points of damage!
   Burst of flames to left hand fries palm.  Ouch!

A burst of flame from Jaksar's roaring ball of fire flies off and hits Jaksar!
   ... 4 points of damage!
   Burst of flames to left leg burns skin bright red.
 

Jaksar says, "Oops."

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You heartily say, "That is fine."
Cherryth heals you.

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You heartily say, "Wait for me to collect data."

Kotin smiles as he reflects.

You remove an illuminated parchment from in your black silk cloak.

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Speaking to Cherryth, Jaksar says, "We gots a data collector on our hands."
Jaksar gazes up into the heavens.
Cherryth laughs at Jaksar!
Kotin smiles and jots down some notes.

Jaksar grins at you.

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You remove an old mithril buckler from in your survival kit.
You nod at Jaksar.
You heartily say, "Ready."

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Jaksar utters a light chant and raises his hands, beckoning the lesser spirits to his aid...
The cuts on Cherryth's left leg close and the bruises fade.
Jaksar gestures at you.
Jaksar hurls a roaring ball of fire at you!
  AS: +201 vs DS: +107 with AvD: +22 + d100 roll: +52 = +168
   ... and hits for 17 points of damage!
   Minor burns to back.  Feels uncomfortable.
The roaring ball of fire strikes you, blossoming into a much larger sphere of flame upon impact.
   ... 10 points of damage!
   Burst of flames to right hand burns fingers bright red.

A burst of flame from Jaksar's roaring ball of fire flies off and hits Jaksar!
   ... 9 points of damage!
   Burst of flames to back fries shoulder blades.  Youch!
   He is stunned!

A burst of flame from Jaksar's roaring ball of fire flies off towards Cherryth but misses by a long shot!

 

Jaksar says, "That was better."

 

You put a sharpened steel claidhmore in your eel skin harness.

You nod.
You heartily say, "Ready."

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Jaksar gestures at you.
Jaksar hurls a roaring ball of fire at you!
  AS: +201 vs DS: +157 with AvD: +22 + d100 roll: +67 = +133
   ... and hits for 6 points of damage!
   Flames tickle right leg.  Feels warm.

 ** As you are hit, the outer rim of your mithril field plate seems to fold inward upon itself drawing Jaksar along with it! **
   ... 9 points of damage!
   Chest swells, breaking ribs!
   He is stunned!
The roaring ball of fire strikes you, blossoming into a much larger sphere of flame upon impact.
   ... 10 points of damage!
   Burst of flames to neck chars skin.  Yuck!
   You are stunned for 1 round!

A burst of flame from Jaksar's roaring ball of fire flies off towards Cherryth but misses by a long shot!

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Cherryth gestures at you.
You are no longer stunned.

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You put an old mithril buckler in your survival kit.
You remove a lacquered orase greatshield from in your survival kit.
 

Jaksar says, "Oh, my fireball came after you too."
You nod.
Jaksar grins at Cherryth.
You heartily say, "Ready."

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Jaksar utters a light chant and raises his hands, beckoning the lesser spirits to his aid...
Jaksar gestures at you.
Jaksar hurls a roaring ball of fire at you!
  AS: +201 vs DS: +190 with AvD: +22 + d100 roll: +87 = +120
   ... and hits for 4 points of damage!
   Flames tickle right leg.  Feels warm.
The roaring ball of fire strikes you, blossoming into a much larger sphere of flame upon impact.
   ... 15 points of damage!
   Burst of flames chars neck a crispy black.
   You are stunned for 2 rounds!

A burst of flame from Jaksar's roaring ball of fire flies off and hits Jaksar!
   ... 1 point of damage!
   Minor burns to left eye.  Foe blinks back the tears.

A burst of flame from Jaksar's roaring ball of fire flies off towards Cherryth but misses by a long shot!
 

Cherryth speaks a quiet phrase in flowing elven...
Cherryth gestures at you.
You are no longer stunned.

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You remove a dark blue faenor claidhmore from in your black silk cloak.

Jaksar whistles tunelessly to himself.

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Kotin smiles as he happily jots down his research notes.

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You nod.
You heartily say, "Ready."
The bruises around Cherryth's left eye fade.
Cherryth snickers.

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Jaksar utters a light chant and raises his hands, beckoning the lesser spirits to his aid...
Jaksar gestures.
A flare leaves Jaksar's hand and shoots up into the sky where it hangs for a few moments before exploding into a breathtaking array of colors.  The sheer brightness of the image before you lingers in your sight for several seconds after the explosion can no longer be seen.
Cherryth quietly says, "Wait."
Jaksar says, "Oops."
Jaksar says, "Ok."
Cherryth laughs!

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Cherryth quietly says, "Ok go."
Jaksar utters a light chant and raises his hands, beckoning the lesser spirits to his aid...
Jaksar gestures at you.
Jaksar hurls a roaring ball of fire at you!
  AS: +201 vs DS: +142 with AvD: +22 + d100 roll: +68 = +149
   ... and hits for 14 points of damage!
   Minor burns to back.  Feels uncomfortable.
The roaring ball of fire strikes you, blossoming into a much larger sphere of flame upon impact.
   ... 15 points of damage!
   Burst of flames to left hand fries palm.  Ouch!

A burst of flame from Jaksar's roaring ball of fire flies off and hits Jaksar!
   ... 14 points of damage!
   Nasty burns to right arm.  Gonna need lots of butter.
   He is stunned!

A burst of flame from Jaksar's roaring ball of fire flies off towards Cherryth but misses by a long shot!
 

Wakefield says, "You need to stop doing this.  Now."  (no grand entrance, in fact no entrance at all.)
Wakefield folds his arms over his chest.

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Cherryth quietly says, "Oh no."
Jaksar says, "We were testing his defenses, Kotin asked us to."
Wakefield asks, "What is going on?"
Cherryth quietly says, "He's testing his ability to withstand bolts."

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Jaksar says, "Kotin is trying to up his bolt defenses, and asked us to test it for him.  Apologize if it's a foul."
Speaking heartily to Wakefield, you say, "Kotin's research."
Jaksar nods at Wakefield.

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Wakefield says, "Intentionally harming another player, and then healing the wounds, is classic empathic mechanics abuse."

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Cherryth quietly says, "Well that wasn't the intention."
 

Wakefield says, "If he wishes to do so, he'll need to use herbs I'm afraid."
 

You put a dark blue faenor claidhmore in your black silk cloak.

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Jaksar says, "I asked Cherryth to keep him alive, it was my fault.  We were not trying to abuse the mechanics."

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You remove a bone-hilted vultite greatsword from in your deep black harness.
Cherryth rubs you gently.
Jaksar nods at Wakefield.
 

You nod at Jaksar.
Cherryth quietly says, "No I agreed."
You heartily say, "Ready."  <------  I not realized who Wakefield was as I was jotting down my observations
Cherryth quietly says, "I should have realized."
Wakefield smiles.

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Jaksar says, "Understood Wakefiled, we will not abuse the mecanics further."
Wakefield exclaims, "Alright, well good luck with your research!"

 

Cherryth agrees with Jaksar.
Jaksar nods at Wakefield.

Cherryth quietly says, "Sorry Kotin."
 

Wakefield waves his hand in a dismissive gesture.
Wakefield says, "No one is in trouble."

 

Cherryth quietly asks, "I'll make you herbs if you like?"
 

Wakefield says, "Just be aware in the future please."
Cherryth nods at Wakefield.
Cherryth quietly says, "I'm terribly sorry."

 

You heartily say, "Herbs are always nice."  <------- Still clueless here
Wakefield bows.
Cherryth quietly says, "I really should have known."
Jaksar says, "Understood."
Jaksar bows to Wakefield.
Wakefield says, "Good luck."
Wakefield gestures and a shaft of scintillating light jumps out of the sky and engulfs him.  When the light recedes Wakefield is no longer there.

 

Cherryth speaks a quiet phrase in flowing elven...
Cherryth gestures.
Some acantha leaf suddenly appears at your feet.

Cherryth produces an entire garden of herbs.

 

You heartily ask, "Wait, what's wrong?"  <-------------about time, right?  

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Jaksar says, "It's mechanical abuse for Cherryth to heal you after I injure you."

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Speaking to Cherryth, Jaksar says, "I's good at gettin people in trouble."

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You heartily say, "That's okay, I'll check in with Mirtag."

Speaking quietly to Jaksar, Cherryth exclaims, "Yes you are!"
Cherryth quietly says, "But honestly I should have realized."
Cherryth quietly says, "Grab what you need there."
Cherryth picks up some sovyn clove.
You heartily say, "Not bucking the system... testing the system."

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Jaksar says, "I've never seen a GM unless I requested one.  Didn't expect that."

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Cherryth nods at Jaksar.

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Jaksar says, "Well Cherryth may have been gettin experience."
Cherryth quietly says, "It was rather disconserting."

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Cherryth quietly says, "Ok I'm runnin back to TC then."
You heartily say, "Forgive me."
Cherryth gives you a friendly hug.
Cherryth quietly exclaims, "It's ok!"
You give Cherryth a friendly hug.
Jaksar waves to Cherryth.
Jaksar exclaims, "Thanks!"

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High Lady Cherryth just went southwest.
You heartily say, "Just a few more tests."
You heartily say, "If you're willing."
You heartily say, "I can visit Mirtag."

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Jaksar says, "Ok."
Jaksar removes a silver wand from in his beige mantle.
Jaksar lets out a cheer!
Jaksar says, "Silver wand, I'll try."
You heartily ask, "Where'd Wakefield come from?"
Jaksar says, "The sky."

 

You remove a bone-hilted vultite greatsword from in your deep black harness.
Jaksar shrugs.
You nod.

You heartily say, "Okay."
Jaksar waves a silver wand at you.
Jaksar hurls a small surge of electricity at you!
  AS: +201 vs DS: +140 with AvD: +18 + d100 roll: +11 = +90
   A clean miss.

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You nod at Jaksar.

 

Jaksar waves a silver wand at you.
Jaksar hurls a small surge of electricity at you!
  AS: +201 vs DS: +107 with AvD: +18 + d100 roll: +62 = +174
   ... and hits for 7 points of damage!
   Static discharge to right arm.  Almost tickles.

 

You rub your chin thoughtfully.
You heartily say, "Interesting."

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You heartily say, "No difference between the two weapons here, however, there was a difference with the greatshield."

You heartily say, "Ok, last shot."
Jaksar says, "Aye, possibly metal and electricity, or fire don't go toegether."

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Jaksar waves a silver wand at you.
Jaksar hurls a small surge of electricity at you!
  AS: +201 vs DS: +84 with AvD: +18 + d100 roll: +90 = +225
   ... and hits for 13 points of damage!
   Light shock to neck.  That stings!

 ** As you are hit, the outer rim of your mithril field plate seems to fold inward upon itself drawing Jaksar along with it! **    <---------- The porcupine flares again
   ... 19 points of damage!
   Bones in leg crack and blood vessels burst!
   He is knocked to the ground!
   He is stunned!
 

You heartily say, "Oops." 

You heartily ask, "You okay?"

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Jaksar says, "Aye."

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You heartily ask, "Are you willing to try now that you see I have flaring armors?"

Jaksar says, "Yes, just a sec."
You nod.
 

Jaksar waves a silver wand at you.
Jaksar hurls a small surge of electricity at you!
  AS: +201 vs DS: +84 with AvD: +18 + d100 roll: +60 = +195
   ... and hits for 9 points of damage!
   Static discharge to right arm.  Almost tickles.
You are now in a defensive stance.
You remove an iron-studded invar mace from in your eel skin harness.
 

You heartily say, "Oh, ready now."
Jaksar waves a silver wand at you.
Jaksar hurls a small surge of electricity at you!
  AS: +201 vs DS: +84 with AvD: +18 + d100 roll: +98 = +233
   ... and hits for 16 points of damage!
   Light shock to back.  That stings!
You heartily say, "Thought you were waiting."
Jaksar says, "Sorry."

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You remove a sharpened steel claidhmore from in your eel skin harness.

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Jaksar asks, "Ready?"
You nod.
Jaksar waves a silver wand at you.
Jaksar hurls a small surge of electricity at you!
  AS: +201 vs DS: +84 with AvD: +18 + d100 roll: +53 = +188
   ... and hits for 8 points of damage!
   Static discharge to right arm.  Almost tickles.

 ** Your mithril arm greaves emit a searing bolt of lightning at Jaksar! **

   ... 9 points of damage!
   Shocking jolt to left hand stiffens skin around knuckles.

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You heartily say, "Okay, that completes my experiement."

Jaksar says, "Ok."
Jaksar says, "Back to town."
The cuts on Jaksar's left hand close and the bruises fade.

You heartily say, "I'll analyze the data."
Lord Jaksar's group just went back to Town Center.

 

[Icemule Trace, Town Center]
The bustling town comes together in this square.  Halflings dressed in varying fashions stand about, some chattering happily, others reclining on cloaks laid on the ground.  One ancient halfling leans against the base of the large ice statue of a mule, snoring blissfully.  A feeling of community pervades the area, putting you immediately at ease.  You also see some manna bread, a blanket of snow, a carved ice bench with some stuff on it, a colorful silver-bound barrel emblazoned with a row of tiny grey penguins, a rhimar trash receptacle and an old stained table with some stuff on it.
Also here: Lord Jaksar, Lady Reetta, Lord Vicsek who is sitting, Lord Fzoull who is sitting, Idlene
Obvious paths: north, east, south, west

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You frown.
You heartily say, "Cherryth left."
You heartily say, "I hope it was not due to my experiment."
Jaksar says, "Ah."
You bow to Jaksar.
Jaksar says, "No, I don't think so."
Reetta sniffs at you.
Speaking heartily to Jaksar, you say, "Thank you kindly for participating."
 

You smile at Reetta.
You hug Reetta, stirring the scent of blood and crimson ginger root, fiery musks, and pink honeysuckle from her skin.
Jaksar says, "Sure."

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Reetta asks, "Experiment?"

Speaking heartily to Reetta, you say, "I'm learning how to survive longer in battle."

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You nod at Reetta.

Speaking heartily to Reetta, you say, "Missle defense research."

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You give Jaksar 1000 coins.
Reetta asks, "Just use wall of force?"

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You heartily say, "I not have wall of force."

You heartily say, "I do have flaring armors that fight back."

You grin at Jaksar.

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Reetta asks, "Why do i think your an empath then?"
Reetta stares at you.
You heartily ask, "Me?"

Reetta nods at Jaksar.
Jaksar grins at Reetta.
You heartily say, "Not sure why you'd think that." 

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You heartily say, "I wear full plate... I'd be an odd empath."

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Reetta says, "But."

Reetta says, "Why do i think you're an empath."

Reetta grins.

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You heartily ask, "My scars?"

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You heartily say, "Those are from battle."
You heartily say, "And salad."

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Reetta says, "You're a pretty scared giant."
Reetta rubs her chin thoughtfully.

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Speaking heartily to Reetta, you say, "You should see me after battle."

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Reetta says, "So many pretty giants."
Reetta blushes a nice shade of light pink.

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Speaking heartily to Reetta, you say, "Nearly every scar imaginable... save the nerves.... I never lose my nerve in battle."  <----------  Because I engage in research that keeps me alive in battles, usually.

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