A blessed homefront

[Anastasia]

It's all set up. Antenora looks on at Marie with a fond smile, her current marid features beautiful and delicate, like a glistening shard of ice amid the oceans. "Subtle," Antenora comments lightly, an amused look at Marie.

[Ebiris]

Oh, forgot some modifiers. -2 for different gender and -2 for different race, so Marie's disguise is at +116 and Anty's at +118.

Marie herself is currently a stocky figure with pale skin studded with blueish-white scales and a somewhat reptilian looking face, wearing heavy looking purple robes covered in various draconic runes denoting power and strength. "I can't use the same disguise twice," she says, a masculine voice that has a slight lisp to it, "So you'll have to provide all the glamour in Honey Belle's place on this one. Oh we need good names, don't we? I'll be... Icingdeath. That sounds good, doesn't it?"

[Anastasia]

"Too direct," Antenora disagrees, "That's like if named myself Miss Lawington." Then with a bit of a smile, "Though you'd make a fetching Miss Chaos."

[Ebiris]

"I'm going for an overcompensating image," Marie explains. "You know how white dragons are perceived as the weakest kind, and I'm only half of one. Lawson's a good name though, that feels like it'd fit you - normal you, not the disguise. How about... Rimewind? Windrime?"

[Anastasia]

"Rimewind's not bad," Antenora says, "It'll do for this. Just call me lady, a title or nickname does well enough. Casual and confident, and it implies we're close."

[Ebiris]

"Rimewind then," Marie agrees. "You can be the Baroness."

[Anastasia]

"Really? I was thinking more generic nobility, to give a whiff of if I'm a political outcast or a rebellious scion of a noble house, or perhaps even make them consider if my presence suggests marid involvement in what's coming," Antenora says, "Perhaps some minor illegitimate child of a noble house, turned to an adventurer's life due to the disfavor of her birth status. More because that if a noble house is meddling in the affairs of Ice, then perhaps movement against the current Padisha has begun, as perhaps not all houses were content with the order from above to stay out of Fire's recent conflict."

Antenora smiles a little bit, "Let them think a little bit and come to some conclusions of their own."

[Ebiris]

Isn't Baroness generic nobility? "Alright, how about Mistress? You used to call Alicia that, didn't you? Always sounded a little bit..." she trails off. "You know."

[Anastasia]

"That," Antenora says with a look of amusement, "Was the point, at least in part."

[Ebiris]

"Well now I'll get to be the one making that point," Marie says. "Anyway, lets plane shift over and then we'll teleport near Blizzardwatch, walk the rest of the way."

[Anastasia]

d100.

[Ebiris]

[18:21] <@Ebiris> roll 1d100
[18:21] <Rei-chan> Ebiris rolled : 1d100 --> [ 1d100=78 ]{78}

[Anastasia]

It's a blizzard and an icescape. Blinding and deep white, a blizzard world of bitter cold. You walk along towards it, a shadowy fortress mostly hidden by the storm that blows fiercely. No one is around outside that you see, but as you approach?

The hard ground is marked. Cairns. Heaps of ice-rocks, hundreds of them laid up. Your divine vision allows you to see a few are marked with holy symbols or unholy symbols, rough but there.

[Ebiris]

Oh, Marie has sensual blessing up too for the perception boost and 1 mile blindsight/tremorsense/scent in addition to that expanded divine vision.

"Grrr. Place is warm with fresh blood, Mistress," Marie says as she strides through the blizzard, looking over the cairns coming into view.

[Anastasia]

Antenora sniffs the air.

"Obviously," she says, voice bored and distant. "Calamity washed through this place."