Euthalia Apricot
TL;DR Euthalia entered the scene late, on a 10 feet ledge across from the passage-defending party. She supports them with positive (energizing/minor healing) fragrances whilst trying to stay in cover.
Euthalia, for the longest time, had forgotten that she'd been on a mission. She'd been sent on a quest to retrieve a stolen relic along with her fellow Apostles, but they had entered terrain with extraordinarily fertile soil pretty early on. Figuring she'd stay behind a bit in order to check it out, as she could catch up later, she eventually realised she had stayed for long enough to lose track of the group altogether. The unexpected fork in the road didn't help either.
'Ah well...' It wasn't like she depended on the company of the fleshlings. That said, she still had a mission to fulfil, so she had spent her fair share of time trying to catch up with them.
Luckily enough, she found some clues as to their whereabouts in a Dwarven town at the base of a mountain range. They had gone into the mines to get rid of some monsters, and of whatever the source of these monsters was. She didn't like mines for various reasons, such as the lack of sunlight, the lack of good soil, and the need to use torches to see in the dark. The latter meant she'd have to wield fire (in the form of carrying a torch), which she wasn't exactly fond off. Sadly enough, it was the only alternative she had besides going in utterly blind.
After wandering through the mines for a while, she eventually recognized the sounds of trouble. She figured it'd be best to dim the torch in order to attempt approaching them unnoticed. Trying to close in on the sounds, she soon found herself on a ledge, about 3,5 meter (10 feet) higher than some of her fellow Apostles, with what seemed to be some kind of undead creatures between her and them.
'That's not ideal.' She quickly tried to figure out which of her fellow Apostles were fighting, but the darkness made it difficult.
She did recognize one of the few Apostles taller than her (Shurik).
'What was his name again?' She couldn't quite recall, as he had been somewhat unapproachable. On that note, she thought to recognize one of the female Apostles in the group as having a similar personality (Lilirel).
The GM post doesn't mention him, but just in case he's also there: The most clearly present was the giant moving mountain of metal (Sorod), which was still an intriguing 'thing' to her, being so opposite in nature compared to what she was herself. The last one was recognizable by the fact that seemed to be the originator of the party's source of light )Estella). In the sun-worshipping Sylvan society, she'd probably be worshipped as a high-priestess or minor deity, but Euthalia had given up on that faith. Even so, she couldn't shake off an instinctive respect and admiration for such powers, and for the one wielding them.
Sadly enough, now wasn't the time to reconfigure her stance towards making introductions. Now was the time to act. She drew one of her daggers, which didn't seem all that useful against an undead, but it was all she had. Using poisonous or repugnant scents against the undead would, most likely, not be effective either. After all, there was little flesh and blood that could be poisoned or made to feel nauseas when the opponent was no more than a pile of moving bones. For now, the best she could do was sent a positive fragrance resembling cinnamon and spiced apple towards her allies, one that would make them feel more energized and would even have minor healing effects. The stronger their sense of smell, the sooner her allies would notice it and the more effect it would have. With some luck, one of her allies knew her just well enough to connect these sudden scents to her late arrival.
Although she took care to avoid attracting the attention of the skeleton horde, she wasn't foolish enough to assume they wouldn't notice her. Whilst spreading her fragrances, she was at the ready to ram a dagger through the skull of anything undead that tried to climb the ledge she was on, or to dodge potential projectiles.
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Mentioned: Shurik
@TheCrimsonFker Lilirel
@Huntress Sorod
@TheEccentric Estella
@DangoYumi Undead Horde
@Novama
Interacted with: -
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