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Commission from @MarmGuild! Their character, Ciara! 

I wanted a backup tiefling but i wasn't feeling any of the tiefling feats (pathfinder 2e) and wanted a bit more melee capability so i thought, hey how about an orc ifrit? They literally have a feat that says you look like a tiefling.

Ophelia’s Journal - Felenheim Festival

I arrived in Felenheim today. I had taken the long way around, giving myself some time to process my thoughts about Ark being alive. I decided that I’m going to go into this whole thing with an open mind (Dont laugh, I’m really going to try...) and that I won’t cast judgement until we’ve found him and I’ve heard his side of the story. I’m angry and hurt but those feelings will just have to wait until I’ve heard him out. I won’t let my emotions get the best of me this time.

Taking it slow may have seemed a good idea at the time but it did mean I arrived to the meeting much later than I had planned. When I walked in there was already a large group gathered and I felt a bit embarrassed. I’m not usually one to shy away from attention but even I felt awkward as they all turned to stare at me.  That was until I noticed a few friendly faces of people I knew - Alfred and Thurid.

I have no idea how Alfred managed to get here before I did. He always jokes about still having life in him despite being “old” and I guess there must be some truth to that if he got here that fast! I didn’t get a chance to properly catch up with Thurid but it was so nice to see her and she pulled me in for a hug/threw me up in the air with the force of her undying love. I’m really glad we’re together again.

The rest of the group I did not recognise. 

My eyes were first drawn to Nitt, a very tall, blue man who I later found out to be a Vedalken. I had never met someone like this before but he seemed friendly enough and took a liking to me due to my equally blue skin. I think we’ll get along well.

Next there was Arthur, a human man in half plate. I later discovered that he was something of an alcoholic as he spent the afternoon at the pottery tent making the biggest wine jug I’ve ever seen. I just hope he isn’t going to the the Agar of the group. 

Perhaps the strangest one there was Nani, an enormous bugbear wearing a cloak and holding a spell book. I have never seen a creature like him before and he was more than a little intimidating. I think he has quite the temper too so I’ll try not to get on the wrong side of him. 

There was an interesting looking grey skinned fellow who is an Earth Genassi. He’s called Slab and apparently it is normal for his race to have these types of names. He was fairly quiet but from what I gathered he had been in Felenheim for a while so I will have to ask him if he knows anything about Arkael. 

Lastly I was introduced to Yingol, a wood elf. He was very keen to shake my hand and had an overly firm handshake which he seemed very proud of. Good for him I guess?

At the back of the room there was a dwarf who welcomed me, I didn’t recognise him but he knew about the letter Signimar had sent me. There were also two aasimar women which was a bit of a shock to see. It made me think of Arkael and the reason I was here. The women were both beautiful in white and gold robes with long dark hair. It was hard to tell their age as with most aasimar but they looked to be mid twenties. I felt a pang of jealousy as I looked toward them. I’m confident in my skin but it’s hard not to feel insecure against women like that. 

We did not stay in the room long. The dwarf told us of our mission and what he expects us to do over the next few days and then sent us on our way. There was a summer solstice festival going on in the city and we all grabbed some drinks and decided to get stuck into the games. I’m not going to lie, I had a lot of fun with this new group and we had a good laugh trying out the axe throwing and archery games. I won Thurid a small wolf toy and Nitt gave me an eagle toy he had won. He is quite sweet.

After a while we headed back down the street and a satyr passed by us playing some music. He stopped and turned towards us whilst he played, appearing to take particular interest in Thurid who was, as expected, utterly horrified by this. Her reaction fuelled me on to encourage the satyr even more and I began throwing coins at him and cheering as he really got into the song. He really wasn’t that bad but the others seemed less than impressed. Once he had finished he came up to me and kissed my hand, changing tactics to show interest in me after Thurid had ran away somewhere in fear. I’m not sure why a woman of her size and abilities is so terrified by social situations but it never fails to amuse me. 

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