October Catch-all

[trickfoot]

Who: Pike Trickfoot (trickfoot) & you!
What: Catch all during the event. A few closed starters, otherwise open to all.
When: The month of October
Where: the Vox Machina house, and in the city proper.
Warning(s): she's going to put all of you in bubbles, so help Sarenrae.



Once Pike had found out about the illness, she kicked it into gear. She used what healing spells she had access to that first day to help out with minor injuries, giving balm and kind words to those who needed it.

Though it was back at home that she seemed to be needed the most.

She's willing to come out to anyone who needs her and heal most injuries, but none of her restorative spells are able to help ward off the effects of the disease, much to her disappointment. She's not used to her spells not working like this.

[Feel free to find Pike around the city, if you need help. She kind of stands out, with her gnomish stature and bright gold plate armor.]

[Vox Machina House]

With the new information that Percy was sick, Pike had pretty much decided that the house was under quarantine. She wasn't sure how the disease spread yet, so it was a blanket order for the entire house to be careful around each other and to try and not get any one else sick.

So much for that, right?

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[trickfoot]

She lets the tea steep for a moment before she responds as she's removing the leaves. "He's right, we did. They were tough battles but we all managed to pull through."

That's at least, a truth. But her tone suggests that there's definitely more than she's saying, the look in her eyes say there's more when she turns to hop down from the chair. She's quick to grab the mug of tea and head over to Vex. "Careful, it's hot."

[moneytwin]

"Hah. That I hear you say it too almost makes me believe it." Don't think she didn't hear that undercurrent though, words unsaid, and Vex watches the caution with which Pike steps down with the steeping tea, wondering.

"Thank you," there's a nod for the warning as fingers slide around the lacklustre porcelain cup, and she breaths in the heat and tea fumes a moment. Then, far too casually: "I don't remember any of that." Pause. "Yet. Or something."

[trickfoot]

She tilts her head in a bit of confusion as she thinks back. The dragons seemed like eons ago compared to what they were dealing with now, when at most it was probably not even two years according to her timeline. She ran through the sequence of events quickly through her head, then frowned slightly.

"What is the last thing you remember, then? From home?"

[moneytwin]

She knows Vax is ahead of her, and Keyleth further still (though that had been gleaned from her brother and not the Druid directly ). How much further along could Pike be? Lifting her cup, she pauses before taking a sip, attention now on Pike.

“Ank’Harel. We’ve been on the Deera, chasing after Ripley and her crew. We are about to catch up when I woke up here.”