Whitewater
A river valley between two mountain ranges. A powerful river flows through rocky terrain, creating strong currents and dangerous rapids. Precious gold ore can be found in the river for those brave enough. The forests surrounding abound with life.
[AW] Chasing a dream
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OOC Date: 09-26-2024, 01:26 PM
IC THREAD DATE: 09/15/2024  in  Whitewater  —  
VERDANTIS
SERF
Species Female Spotted Hyena
Build Adult Brawny 36"
Trade NOVICE SENTRY
Trade NOVICE SHAMAN
Health5 Dexterity2
Arcana 1 Medicine 2
Charisma 2 Perception 2
Constitution 4 Stealth 1
Deception 1 Strength 5
MagicVENOM
MagicFIRE ELEMENT
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A glowing white stag... Urna lifted her head, straining to catch sight or sound or scent or anything of the mystery quarry. But there was just the rain and the river and the mist, expanding to fill the space of their stillness. And in the middle of it all were two soaking wet Verdantis sentries, standing around like fools.

Could have been anything. Gods only knew what other marvels could explain a glowing stag out here—ambient magic, maybe, or bioluminescence. Reflective paint.

Or a sign from Ohr himself.

Urna huffed—not annoyance, exactly, more a concession—and turned to re-enter the shelter of the low-hanging fir. "Looks like it's gone now," she called over her shoulder. "You could try to pick up the trail again"—again, doubt suffused her voice—"or you could stay and talk a while with a lowly shaman-in-training." One of her main tentacles lifted the curtain of boughs beside her wide enough to admit—uh, Quinton? Close, but not quite.

"Maybe together we can figure out what Ohr wanted to show you."