Dark Ages of Taeral - D&D 5e (IC)

[Psychie]

Athaclenna looks over at the crystal with curiosity, but personally doubts that its power is divine in origin. Instead, she reaches into her pack and pulls out a pouch of food and offers it out to the gnomes. "Are you hungry or thirsty? I have plenty to spare if so."

Spoiler

Hit Points: 25
Hit Dice: 3 - 1d8+1

Armor Class: 16
Initiative: +2
Proficiency: +2
Passive Perception: 14

Number of Attacks: 1

Spell Slots
1st level: 4
2nd level: 2 / 1
Chanel Divinity: 15 pts / 3
Disciple of Life: the creature regains additional hit points equal to 2 + the spell’s level.

Long Bow: +4 to hit, 1d8+2, Range 150/600 ft, Piercing, Ammunition, Two Handed
--Quiver with 20 Arrows
Dagger: +4 to hit, 1d4+2

 

[WlfSamurai]

The children surge forward and snatch the pouch out of your hand. Before they can reach in and grab handfuls, one of the women wrenches them apart and tears the pouch away from them.

"That's no way to show manners!" she scolds. "This is not yours! You don't just take!" The gnome woman hands the pouch back. The children turn back to you, Athaclenna, hunger in their eyes.

The girl, oldest of the three, bows her head. "We're very sorry, miss."

 

[Psychie]

Athaclenna smiles at the youngsters. "Its ok. Sometimes, I get really hungry, and I forget to use my manners, too! You can have some, but just like she said, you should always use your manners. Its really important. Here."