Nellie seems a bit shocked at the manhandling, obviously not used to it and bewildered as to what her reaction should be. In the end she keeps quiet on the rock until such time as the ground is cleared of things that have far more legs than they ought. Upon such time she hops down and makes her way ...

Nellie hastily steps away from Abaddon's ritual preparations, blinking and looking over at Kaylan. "Ah. Well, as for Ademon, the defensive wounds were accrued while he was alive - you can tell by the amount of bleeding around the wounds, the spray was created with the force expected with a beat...

Tilting her head, Nellie looks up to the sky. "If you do decide to try the disguise route, I know of something that will take time to get but would increase the accuracy of the disguise. The item would be a temporary loan to the person disguising themselves, though." Nellie takes her book ...

Nellie looks over at Kaylan as she returns from the Dwarven Tent. "A moment please. The dwarven group here is worried that the elven group is up to something of nefarious means, whether aimed to destabilize the talks or at the dwarves themselves was unclear. And as Bregolon has noted by the pla...

"My apologies for the intrusion. Might I also have the names of your companions, Master Diamondsmither?" Nellie listens, frowning at the mention of the possibility of faeborn involvement. "That's not good at all. If they are faeborn, these people may not be hostages at all, but paymen...

Nellie finishes with the last of her patients, while keeping an ear open for what occurs around the rest of the group. When she hears Kaylan's response to Bregolon, she shakes her head while reapproaching the others. "Kaylan," she chides, voice as weary as her general disposition. "Ha...

Nellie sketches a lazy salute to Kaylan, pulls out a book and starts leafing through it. After a handful of minutes, she closes and stores her book back into the bag at her hip. She then starts going around to the bruised and injured offering her services as a healer.

(OOC: Mimic Healing)

Nellie continues frowning. "If they were targeting people of great wealth, I'd agree with you. But hostages bring a great risk - they're always trying to escape, you have to feed them and give them water which taxes ones own resources, and in order to gain any compensation from family or friend...

Nell rolls out from behind the tree, getting to her feet slowly. She frowns as she peers over at Kaylan. "Am I ever going to live that down? I'd feel more pride in the accomplishment if it had been on purpose, and the action hadn't strengthened the Master's army and furthered his plans." S...

From behind a tree not far from their position, a hand comes into view from behind the trunk near the ground, waving lazily in the air at them. "Foes ahead and behind, you say? Well, that's a rather poor situation to get yourself into, Kaylan. I've gathered so far that intercepting a strong mil...

Shadows under her eyes, Nellie Duncan gives wane smiles to all that she meets. Her golden-seeming hammer glimmers in the sunlight from where it is strapped to her back by a knotted black sash, leaving her hands free to help with the tasks of preparing for the celebration.

Nellie looks closely at everyone's armor, seeing if she can fix it after the arcane spell that had made it useless during battle. "Maybe? I can certainly try," she says, getting out her tools and working as well as she can. Hearing about the coins, Nellie tilts her head. "Ah... Yes, I...

Round 1: Total 15 = 6+5 (roll) +2 (Feint) +1 (Sage Buff) +1 (Crit Strike with Curved/Balanced Blade) Nellie catches her breath rolling her shoulders to loosen the muscles as she plans her next attack, feeling burbling warmth rising in herself. A quick flash of teeth occur in a wicked grin and her st...

Nellie hisses as the lightning strikes her through an upraised arm. Once the jerking from the electrocution slows down, she brings a soft-white glowing hand up to the wound and heals the damage. "Alright, line-up - we don't know what is past here and it'd be downright stupid to go in already da...

Nellie blinks, looking back at the shield, tilting it once more so that everyone sees it as translucent, made of old rotted wood. "Mmm. Other than the fact this shield isn't really here on this plane, it's an ordinary shield. You normally wouldn't be able to tell it's of another plane unless yo...