New Horizons Tavern

On this particular touristy exploration of Britain, Valonia decided to visit The Cat’s Lair. She hadn’t heard much about it, but it was in the area. She wasn’t visiting the Cat’s Lair for any official druid business , of course. Just a drink, perhaps a meal, and some ambiance. So when she walked int...

"I do not have any strong suspicions exactly... Still, let us say I am well aware that people can be flawed," she said plainly. "It is possible that the merchants were drunk. Or that their interpretations of events were innocently mistaken. It is also possible that others are robbing ...

"Wait. You... exploded your sword?" Valonia blinked a couple more times. "Could you replicate that? Is it something you may be able to do on another target, or something you could teach to oth-... no, no, nevermind." She pinched the bridge of her nose, closed her eyes, and let ou...

Copies may be made/sent to relevant others. I have spoken to merchants of Britain and investigated the roads and neighboring forests. My conclusion is thus: the reports of “monsters” on the road are true, and the conditions are dire. On this day, I encountered a wanderer (who did not give his name)...

Val just blinked at the other woman for a moment. "Broke it? How?"

Swords did get broken, of course. But what was this woman hitting that she had broken a sword?

"I... uh... have not entirely figured out that part yet," Valonia admitted, grimacing. "Besides. All this assumes that there are in fact lizardmen on the road." She cleared her throat, somewhat embarrassed. "Still... if such claims end up being true, I have considered pictog...

“True enough. And I agree that if even a human were to attack another on the road, slaying them would be clear self-defense,” she said, slightly uncomfortable but no less honest about her assessment. It would have applied to her, after all. And by those very same standards, she probably should be de...

Profession: Druid Description: Auburn hair, light blue eyes, average height. Usually wears a druid-styled coat-cloak with the golden scales sewn on the lapel. Carries an oak staff. Rough concept sketch image generated with artbreeder Biography: Valonia was originally from a small farming hamlet, wh...

Heyo! Trying to level tailoring so I can get a proper cloak... but the spinning wheels in Britain seem busted. Just fyi

“Well met, Siva. I am Valonia. But 'Val' is fine.” The S book was a spellbook, Val guessed. Blue and runed? Given that mages tended toward the Virtue of Honesty, it seemed to follow that they’d brand such things with the color representing it. Then again, not everything had to be color-coded. Perhap...