Black dove

[blackdove]

Personal Information

Nicknames: Dovey, blackdove,wolfie
First Name: shara
Last Name: winterwolf
Age: 20
Race: Human
Diety: Talos
Languages:
General Health: She is young and healthly
Weapon of Choice: she uses a rapier and short sword

Physical Information

Height: 5'9"
Weight: 140
Physique: tall and voluptuous
Hair Style:She brushes it to the side
Facial Hair Style: n/a
Hair Colour:Platinum blond
Eyes: brown
Skin Colour: well tanned

((ooc since i messed up my twocatz account, and want to be able to edit my journal, I am making a new journal for my pirate ,dovey))

On another morning, early before dawn, the platinum blond beauty rises. Today she has wounds she must also clean however. She is glad to clean them . They hurt,but the pain mean she is alive and not swinging in wind.
As soon as she can she heads to the docks for a moment of singing up some wind with a song of praise to talos . After, her hair wildly blown , and her face alive and excited, she writes.
So much has happened the last few days. where to begin. here I guess. After talking to princess and red, I have decided on a full journal, so if I should die too soon, at least what I did may be known.

there was a pit fight the other day, very exciting . Lots of blood and betting. I made some money, and lost some. it ended when that paladin decided to crash the party, In a very rude way., and brawler killed him. Turns out the goodie had a price on his head. The captain paid, and we drank and played around a table with its gruesome dead eyes watching us from center of the table.

katiera, my kind of friend, resembles black for a good reason. she is his daughter.I know she is upset but it seems an overreaction to me. he is a pirate, a sailor, and he left for sea before she was born.It seems to me she would have at least wanted to know if she was like hi at all. As it is, turns out she is, even down to the black hair and eye patch.

She is indirectly the cause of what may happen today. it seems red made fun of black about her, and now black and red will fight today. I would try to talk them out if it but to be honest, once honor is involved, men stop listening. maybe morticia can bring the dead one back to life?

In anycase i hope black wins.It would be a shame to have the cause of my new future scars die so soon. I do not care how delightfully scary and exciting he is, if he dies and is raised up to undeath,I am NOT going to be his still.he just better win.

well thats about all. I would like to have had all kinds of new wicked things I have done put here, but teh captain has commanded we all lay low a bit after brawlers glorious murderous act followed by his brief arrest and exile . That still makes me laugh.

This is roaring shore, where the weak and good need fear to tread, but when that idea is enforced, we are told' if we do not want someone here we toss them out not murder the in the street.'HA. yeah that's going to make someone afraid to come here. Fear of a quick, or slow , death is a better motivator.

Oh well. I guess they will learn.If not, maybe I can find a real free place somewhere else. Maybe on the ship I plan to buy with loot from the weak, or steal from some goodie crew,and after I learn how to sail and run a ship of course.

[blackdove]

Entry 2

. They hung Cale yesterday. He killed a knife ear woman for trying to help that paladin who rudely interfered with our small largely harmless bit of fun. He did not rape her, which is against the code. She did not ask to be left alone neither. But she had friends, and those friends could have done us alot of harm.So the captain hung one of his own, for the sake of politics. The odd thin is....

I have never seen someone hang before. I found its every bit as interesting as I thought it would be. while I did wonder what he did that broke a code, I also chose to be part of this crew. They did not seek me out. They did not even know me. I am determined to accept the captains word as law. So i decided to enjoy the dance, and I did.

I learned today that while i will be expected to obey, I will not be able to depend on them in quite the way I expected. Don't get me wrong, i will still be able to trust them, its just that how they help will likely be in a very unexpected way is all. I need to remember that when I hunt that woman down again. I hear she lives . Next time, no friends will be there to save her. There will be no witnesses either. She better never be alone again.the day she is, she dies.

Bjorn and I are done, at least like that, which is a relief. Ok , also just a bit also a bit painful.I would be lying if I said otherwise, and while it's ok to lie to him , i will not lie to myself.I WAS beginning to like him. Maybe to much for his comfort.

He IS a pirate, and he DOES have a daughter my age who he never even realized existed until a few days ago.He left another woman for the sea,pregnant with a child he never even knew existed, leaving her alone to raise her girl, leaving her at the mercy of a man who eventually killed her.

He is not the type to settle , not the type to love.It is good it stops now.He would have interfered with my goals. Its like I say, Men will only want you until they get tired of you, or bored, then they move on.

I also saw an old acquaintance today. He is a paladin of tyr,a friend of the paladin I had hoped to corrupt at one time. He is very zealous. And he knows my real name. I am going to have to kill him.

I think sitting at camp near that inn is going to be something I should avoid.But how else will I be able to make my list of people to murder? Or frame for murder. That's how I will get the paladin i think. it would be SOOO Ironic to see him hang for something I, a pirate, did.

So.. synopsis- I saw my first hanging, saw how much I can trust the crew, earned my first real pirate scars,even if a pirate gave them to me, and am now free to be me again without threat of my own gallows.And I found my first real victim to stalk. Not to bad a day really.

[blackdove]

It is later than normal when the platinum blonde awakes. Her eyes blink several times and she groans as she rises. Pulling out hr own small mirror, she looks at her back and is shacked to find that letters recently there are now.. well they are gone, replaced by a tattoo she does not remember getting.

She groans again , cleans up more , then writes in her journal.

Grr.. what did i do? That will teach me to drink rum on an angry stomach. I hope i did not kill anyone. i would hate to have done that and not remembered it.

well, it seems that paladin is a friend of a friend. I definitely will have to go with framing, since my friend may become a crew mate. Luckily I met two other paladins in the last day or so. Those guys breed like rabbits i swear.

Met a couple of other companions, one a priest of a god of fury the other a priestess of another more tyrannical type of god. Black knows one, and does not like her or want her around. I am inclined to bring her by anyway, but.. sigh.. I can find other ways to repay him that is less likely to result in multiple murders.

The other one they tolerated, which is almost saying they loved him. even bought him a drink. The guy drank an elven mead! Honest you could smell it. I almost did not manage not to tease him. it is hard to take an elven mead drinking orc seriously as a threat, trust me.

the crew needs some action , everyone is cranky. This keeps up some innocent land lover will get hurt. And as fun as that may be, it may lead to more trouble not less.

I have made a decision. I love being part of this crew. So no more .. how do i say it, .. hmm..working late on deck with the crew.From now on they are comrade in arms, they are crew mates I will die with , and for, but that's it.

I Got a tattoo last night. its right where my second pirate scar was. its a huge one, the whole back. It is a raging sea and lightning and one eyed talos.. I think its him anyway, roaring.its quite good.

It must have taken along time to put there. to bad I do not remember getting it, it looks like it was .. it looks like it did not tickle . I wonder if it was my lovitarian friend?He did offer free sermons on demand once.

Ok.. so, in short- I have a new tattoo of talos on my back, the crew grows restless, and i have decided no crew member frolicking.and I need to kill a paladin soon.Or something.But not the one I was going to kill.

she read it over, waves dismissively muttering' whose going to read it anyway' and flops back to bed to sleep of her wild night.

[blackdove]

Today she wakes and blinks, a bit confused. She slowly looks around trying to figure out where she is. She At first does not recognize the room, but as her thoughts begin to stir more, she remembers she is in Naskel.

She checks her flask,and finds there is still some rum left. she drinks it. she checks her elf ear too. still there. After that she quietly rises and looks for some paper. She finds a wanted drawing of the captain, and it seems she has added some words about the dukes . she giggles. Then turns the poster over and writes some things so she does not forget.




So much excitement the last few days. I learned a few things too.here are some of the things i have learned.
1. If you kill a sapper chasing an elf and run , he will be so grateful he will run to you through the blast.
2. elf ears grow back when you take them to a priest.
3.Rumors =infamy...that's why I am keeping the elf ear I have, even if it does look like it met a sapper. People are so fast to presume. This is going to be fun.
4.Based on information given me, I have come to this conclusion. If friends are bad because they get in your way, then paladins are actually my best friends.
5. I met the perfect man! he says it is better to spend life with wild women and rum that with a boring cow. I know how boring it is to milk a cow. I DID grow up on a farm after all.I will have to adjust this one though. I like dangerous scary men and rum. But I still think milking a cow is boring.
6. I have some new names!
a) widower.. I know that's s a man who is a widow, but its a name an orc gave me and , well, they are a bit dim. I think the word he wanted was widow-maker. It will be a good name to spread rumors with.
b)saucy- that's what that perfect man, patch, calls me.
well that's about it . I should really get back to shore now, my rm is low and my free day is over..

With a giggle she gathers her belongings, and leaves the room , and blows a kiss to the sleeping wizard with an embarrassing tattoo." teach him to ask to see mine' she snickers.

[blackdove]

As dawn rises she makes her way back to roaring shore,after a long day of fighting and night of fun. she is grateful to see the broken goblett, and the sword arm inn. She goes back to her room, cleans then writes.

I met a interesting lady yesterday. I really admire her, after talking to her. she has funny stories too. One thing bothers me a bit though. she says he regrets her kills.

Xania decided not to join the crew , to avoid that kind of regret. her reason? The men we may kill have families. My thought? not' oh the poor children ' but ' what fool would marry a sailor?'

In my mind sailors know the risk in taking to sea. They were irresponsible to leave family behind. Pirates are not the only danger in the sea after all. They had to know that.if they die by my hand i will not feel regret.

I remember my only kill. I remember his fear blossom as he realized we were not there to save him. But I do not feel any regret.

I know know the name of that paladin. he is well known, and has friends. Now i have two reasons to kill him. but he is too strong for now. so I will just wait.. and plan... And train. I will practice with some pranks maybe. And wait. he is my target, now all I have to do is figure out how to strike, and live.

I met a very nice dangerous exciting and mysterious man last night. He gave me some armor, and he also scared me in a very delightful way. I did not get his name though.

There was a hin here yesterday, really bothered the captain. She made me think of a kitten, small , cute, and likely bites and scratches. I think others thought she was like a rat, or a ball to be tossed. or a target for a spoon fight. anyway, I guess I won't be bringing home any hin for the captain.

well.. time for some fun ship time. The work on a ship is definitely not like milking a cow.
she does not sleep today,something a young person can get away with.. she goes to do her chores, then train again.

[blackdove]

She rises early ,a she normally does, only this day begins with her having slept all night for once. She hums as she gets ready for the day, then goes and does her homage to Talos. Then she sits and writes.

I met that mysterious stranger again today. he came to the goblett. I do not understand why i feel this way, but when he is around i feel very scared , very alive, like I feel when the enemy is chasing me, and I have no defenses and am wounded. I want to scream, to fight ,to flee.. but all he is doing is just being there.. he is no visible threat. when he is gone, I feel like something has left me.

What is this man? To make me feel so enspelled , that dims the excitement of being hunted? who is He? how can I manages to stay near him? because surely, he does not cause this irrational fear for no reason. Surely he must be a very dangerous man, someone infamous, and deadly and rich...and powerful. Maybe I can find out why, and take it for myself.

She then puts the diary away. and smiling, goes to find some excitement, however small it be.

[blackdove]

after a hard day of training, and some minor distractions,, she returns to the shore, and cleans up.She is quiet , more than normal, her eyes looks tired, and she looks calm. After she is done she walks to the broken goblett. Walking in she looks around and , again, sees no crew. Not that she cares.

seated in the place the crew sits is HIM . She hurries to the table, a smile flaring . as she sits and talks, she grows more animated. Her eyes return to their normal manic state, her hands moving in sync with her words. It is not long before the night fades away.

Late in the night she rises, carefully, and writes.

He is not infamous, but he is powerful, and rich. Like the tip of ice in the sea that peeks above the water, and is much bigger below, so is he. He is dangerous ,and so delightfully so.

Like a shark in water, swimming silently waiting for prey to fall into its teeth, so is this man. eyes cold and scary, a smile seeming bright but on closer look most predatory, this is him. Like a snake, a cobra, which memorizes its prey, a smile sweet yet sinister, causing you to be unable to move...just before striking. so is this .. this man.

I find it hard to not be near him. he seems to emanate sinister, as a spell of fear cast on a crowd of prey. Not as black, who is wild and unpredictable.. his is a more calm deadly evil.I must find out what this is!I want what he has.
She then returns to sleep, wild nights no longer pull her, they have not enough fear.

[blackdove]

it s late when she stumbles, tiredly into her room. she makes a little noise, then cleans herself up. She pulls out that old wanted poster she had, looking at the drawings she made, and makes a adjustment or two, then she smiles, and decides to write in her journal

well it was quite a day. went fishing after morning chores with my mysterious shark. It was very exciting. Later we met Red, and they seemed to get along.
The shark is not around tonight though. I do hope he comes around again soon.
she then takes the bottle of rum she bought, and goes to the ship. Being in a stuffy room is not something she wants tonight.

[blackdove]

As morning dawns , she is already awake and on deck. she looks out to sea, the light breeze caressing her hair. she has a relaxed smile as she ponders the previous day.

It had been a full day, a exciting sea battle, the captain killing a demi-god, a bar fight,and all capped by meeting her mysterious shark. she write in her journal now.

We took on a new sailor yesterday. I like him, hes very colorful. He is also a very good shot with a bow. He has a patch too. I am beginning to think all pirates have those.. that or face masked hoods. I think i will get one. an eye patch is better on the hair anyway.

I ran into the shark . He is as exciting as every to be around. its funny, paladins have a similar feeling to me. sharky and i were in the inn at friendly arms. we went up to a room to talk without being seen. It was less than a minute when a bunch of paladins began opening every door. Sharky says they were not following us. I am not so sure.

speaking of paladins, apparently paladins have silver sticky sticks to smite undead with. I think when i find a paladin to kill I will try to get one. It will be fun to use a paladins sticky stick to fight undead with. or maybe morticia will buy it from me. If shew can corrupt it maybe she could have her undead smite the paladins. That would be funny.

Sharky says he is not going to be around much for a while. I am going to have to really work to find excitement now. I think archer can help me there. we are going to talk about that. well .. time to mend some sails.. again.

she puts the journal away, and begins to work.

[blackdove]

after a long hard day o training she returns to the roaring shore, and goes to the room she calls home. Not before going to the broken goblet and buying a full bottle of rum. After a hot bath , and a glass of the rum, she sits gets ready to sleep. Noticing her journal she retrieves it, and writes.

Some days are exciting some days are not. it has been a few days since I wrote last. I saw the shark, I wish he were here. I miss him.

I saw the captain again today and we talked. He said we were not sailing today., but I did not care. the sails still need a bit of mending. I went to say hi to the people I have thrown in my lot with. The captain was there .

He is nice, but also very dangerous and exciting. he does not scare me like my shark, but .. he does not need to. I see why people follow him. He promised to teach me to dance. That is good. He likes to dance, but is too busy . he needs to relax and enjoy his infamy, even if its just a small dance.

Red had a job for me finally. It felt so glad to do something , even if it was just delivering a message . still, I must remember....

I am not sure what to think of vicala. At first i thought we would be friends. I thought we would have some things in common at first. but she is always so quiet. Other people.. they talk to me. They relax around me. But she just is quiet, and keeps to herself. She managed to tame red though.. so she must be special. I should get to know her.

I met a krisaga. She does not seem like a mean witch. I know the captain does not trust her. I am going to have to remember that. tamina sure likes her. they are always going off together. Hmmm.

I have been studying the paladins of late. learning who is who. I can tell now who they are sometimes before hand. They make me feel all safe and calm.. bored even. I have to find a way to get closer and see how they fight.

Today two almost actually got in a fight! men are always so fast to draw blades. its one thing that makes them so exciting. But the lady who is of two orders calmed the younger man down. So sad. I was looking forward to the paladins killing their own.. its almost..well..cannibalistic.

As for myself, training is progressing well now. I have been finding ways to stay excited. But I find myself growing bored more and more often also. I wish the shark would return so i could sit by him.
she pauses.. laughs, put the diary away, and goes to bed.

[blackdove]

the night is a bit calm as she returns to the ship. Tonight she is going to stay on deck. She finds a nice place to sit, and using a light spell, she opens her diary and writes.

The woman who fought black returned today. The captain was furious! it was so exciting to watch him explode. Then a lady came in. I found out her name, and someone told me why she was there, or at least how she got to us. I was studying her and she gave me the most terrifying glare. I almost had to leave. I am not that kind of girl, so it was a bit unnerving.

It was made worse by the fact that the traitor, who now has only one eye, wrote me a note , saying she did not remember me but I was going to pay for mentioning her. I told he r to stop flirting. I wish women would stop doing that!

There are some who begin to grumble, calling the captain paranoid and maybe not fit to lead. They want me to report to them not him. As a future captain of my own ship...should I live I mean.. that is most disturbing. I mean..princess admits the whole black thing was her fault.. and shes upset he does not trust her? and after hearing what red said, the captain is right not to trust him.. not when he is telling crew to not bother the captain with anything important. There's a mutiny coming. Maybe I can get shore leave for a while.. go to chult and find one of those things aleck was talking about. The crew are fighting like paladins now. has the world gone insane? Anyway we may have a new hanging or keel hauling. if the crew does not mutiny first.

Vic is funny. she thought I really was serious with a real live shark. I knew we were similar. shes a nice person .. funny, fun loving, and curious too. I have no doubt shes deadly also. ... but then, if a pirate is not deadly, they are quickly dead.

I found out what I need to know to achieve one of my goals. I am very excited. I will test this out..soon.I have a friend looking into some things. I also met someone new. he is a real fighter. he has a very effective tactic for those who intrude on hunting grounds with out so much as a hello. I am going to try that too. Tonight though...
tonight I will pine away for the shark. ..ok not really. today was plenty scary . still..it will be nice to see him when he returns, if he does. If not..well I have a type now.
The rest of the night that she is awake, she writes a song about her shark, in between unhealthy doses of rum.

[blackdove]

it is dark and deep in the woods , and tonight the woman is in a fury. with clear voice and blazing eyes she sings , calling again and again lightning on her enemies. trees that walk tremble and fall, spiders that bite find lightning , or her blade , cleaving them.

Into this storm walks the mystery man, the one she calls shark. He is calm as he dodges bolt after bolt. He speaks and she calms.. and gets bit by a spider, nearly dying. laughing he takes her to safety, and tends to her wounds... as she lets loose a storm of hate with her tongue. he looks at her calmly.. and asks whats wrong.

In a torrent of words she spits out how frustrated and furious she is, interspersed with many angry words about paladins , two in particular. In the middle of this he says the most unhelpful thing." well now you understand the value of not having an ' infamous ' name.'

she does not hesitate , her eyes flashing and she snaps her teeth at him as if she would bite." Hush you!' then , as anger flashes in HIS eyes, she begins to laugh..admitting he is right.

She slowly calms , occasionally a flash of anger flares and she calls more of a song storm. finally he helpfully points out that she will not kill any paladins that way..and shes done being angry.
Later, after he leaves , she trains, hard, into the night. At dawn she returns home.. and she write in her journal

Well.. I must admit. it is ironic. I finally begin to hunt my paladin and they take notice of me. All that time i st there and they say not a word, but the second I ask for help , in the form of aid fighting undead, then they tell me in a rude way to.. well go do something that may be fun a different context. I guess they did not see a threat until I asked for help.

Ok so it is true.. i was going to learn my enemy and find my prey in doing this. still the timing is .. uncanny. I need to get serious here.or I will not live to see my first wrinkle, let alone the many i fear.

Maybe their god does see all.. although.. his servants sure were blind to that one girl..that was also ironic.. and quite funny. someone was whispering, and insulting helm, and threatening them, and they were all trying to see her. The blond man who refused to pay more than ten thousand was offering 25000.. one day after turning down a demand for 30000. It was really funny. the servant s of the all seeing god, cant even find one hidden blasphemer.

The captain taught me to dance today. He said some doors were closed. I do not think he understood, I never wanted it opened. I just wanted to inspire him to be who he is, a infamous vicious cold hearted pirate.

It seems woman are a weakness to him. he was betrayed by many in his past , one recently at candle keep. He should avoid women of the kind who cling. It is funny though, how those who have many women get picky about the ones they end up with. not that i care. I have my shark....Its just another ironic thought. as long as he is cold and violent and scary, ruling in fear, that's all I want or need from him.Although it is nice I am finally known as one of his crew.

she has no time to sleep today.. soon is a sailing trip.. and she also needs to warn the captain, if she is right about a certain bard and blonde man.

[blackdove]

She wakes later today. She sits in front of a mirror and begins to groom. Today , however, shes different. Today they eyes that look back at her are cold and void of sparks of life. she finishes , then writes.

I miss my shark. I miss the fear he stirs.I saw him briefly .. it was nice to laugh again.

I sat with many paladins last night. all that did was calm me. they are easy to not get mad. You just sit there, offer a smile, offer to do something nice and they gush all over you about your generosity. as long as you do not summon an over large wolf, or use that spell spider skin, you are safe.

I learned some about my prey sitting there. For example , there are two types of paladins, and associated good types. One is nearly paranoid., striking first, and often refusing to admit when they are mistaken.

Then there are the really pure type, the ones who refuse aid of any sort , but who will aid any in need. I was able to use that a little. I think the really pure are gong to be my hardest challenge. I can use them though, to mock the paranoid ones. I think if I can get one to accept a gift, i will be able to pull them away.

we may have a adventure today. And soon, we will have a execution. I am worried about the captain. The way he responded the other day , showing potential regret for dispensing justice, ..that's weak. Someones going to attack that eventually. I better start paying attention to those around him.

I feel no sorrow for that witch. She killed crew. because someone was tortured a bit .. oh boo hoo. I was scarred too. I got a tattoo over it, I did not go kill crew. it will be good to see her, tied, stripped of her scary arrogance, and tossed like trash into the sea to be drug to death. I hate her so much i won't even bet on how long it takes to become a corpse. I just want to see her die. Maye they will let morticia make her into a eternal undead slave.. probably not though.

She puts her diary away, and goes out to begin her day. as she walks she humms, an the air responds with a hint of static around her, and her eyes grow alive briefly, a hint of the fury she has hidden now, surfacing to her eyes.

[blackdove]

As she brushes her hair she hums at first, at least until her hair begins to fight the brush. The static her song brings makes bushing it impossible.A rare flicker of real humor flashes in her eyes. She stops brushing and pulls out her journal

It has been an interesting few days.I hire 2 bodyguards and I intend to go explore with them. The mage seems very competent, I think he is from thay. I heard someone mention that. That will help my reputation I think.

I have taken a policy of not hiring anyone who refuses gold. If they will not accept it, they are likely to much like a paladin for my taste. I am done with those.

She pauses now as the air around her thickens, like before a storm, her hair goes flat. and quickly she brushes it..her eyes flashing in a storm as she does.. as the eyes calms a bit.. she goes back to writing.. the air remains thick for now

I met another paladin type, and made a new friend... but he seems a mage also.He is a comrade of thedrens, and he now hates me for what I did do, not just because I am a member of the helstorm crew.

There was a huge demon in the mines yesterday..it looked like a giant frog as big as the friendly arms inn. I was caught in the storm of the adventure as I was returning from the deep woods. we fought our way to the depths of he mines. \

It was a very exciting adventure, and many nearly met their fates. I even got to finally make a paladin accept my scroll! when it was all done the demon was dead. I think a certain wizard is never going to be sane again. he was nearly immobilized with fear. he did not even react when I grabbed him and went 'boo'.

As we left I must have almost died also. I was following the group, then suddenly i was all alone, except for two umber hulks and 3 batari, one a mage. I managed to defeat them, and was wandering around, my defenses almost gone, when some kind stranger dressed in black and carrying a scythe led me out.I never saw him after. two people did come back. One I hired. the other refused my employ.

Today I will attempt to go to hunt ogres, and maybe trolls. I only have a few days to use my new mage and hin. If this works out, maybe we can all get very rich, and I can buy a ship of my own. But my affiliation with the crew may change my course. Its a good thing I actually like the crew.It would almost be better to break off entirely, but .. Then I would have far to many paths blocked. When I part and have my own ship..I want to be on good terms with the only group who has been nice to me.
she puts the book away, and heads out, humming, her hair coming alive as she does .

[blackdove]

It is mid day when she leaves the town, having had a fair time hunting. As she leaves someone runs by her yelling 'RUN!', she watches him run by then turns in time to see the goblins veer towards her. she laughs loosing a storm on them. She begins to walk when a stranger from the woods comes to her.

" Help!" he yells to her.
" help?' she asks peering behind him expecting another hoarde .
' In the cave! My friend is hurt.'

She eyes him, thinking of the treasure she used to find there.
" show me." She says, looking around to see no one is watching. She follows him into the caves. They go in deep, but she waits, watching him fight, learning his style. As they near the place she is sure the harmed one lay, she begins to prepare to kill this man and take both his treasures, and his friends. Before she can ,two worg riders burst out of the dark hallway. She curses, she has forgotten about these. She does not have much time to run before she is being fired and iced by the bear. The man she was about to rob runs screaming down the hallway.

She curses more, and also runs far enough to cast a spell to hide, and sings to keep from dying. Then she easily kills the bear . Furious now, the air thick in storm around her, she back tracks, killing any creature that now dare show themselves , with a fierce storm of lightning . No body to be found however.She does find ruined armor

Must have eaten him.' She grumbles. She kick the armor, burned beyond use. She returns outside, intent on killing the other man if he lives, hoping to get something from this misadventure. She finds him , and tries to make it worse for him by saying the friend was eaten, but all he does is thank her for killing the bear. For a reason she does not understand, maybe becasue he is not cursing at her or frantically calling her evil, she says You are welcome and heads on her way. She has decided not to kill him today now. it is not long when she begins to feel ill.

' She returns to the roaringshore, and, with the speed of a storm at sea.. she gets worse. She returns to the room she rents, stumbling and swaying a bit. she manages to get some water ordered, and goes to her room. Once inside she remove her hood, and cloak.

She is in a very ill state by now. her skin is sallow and damp, her hair sticks to her skin. her eyes are bloodshot, and, the air around her is not so static now. In fact, no static electricity hums around her at all.

' I should have robbed and killed him, no helped him.'

she mutters, then she gets violently ill, and after, she sleeps. Doing good is not good for her health it seems.