Sophie Bartoli
Sophie Bartoli
Mushroom munchin' , tea drinking, tree hugging, hanky carrying druid! Fiercely protective of her chosen family and will hold space and grace for all.
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Alignment
Chaotic Good
Age
62
Date of Birth
30th Eleint (High harvest tide)
Children
Gender
Female
Eyes
Brown
Hair
white and gray
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
sun weathered nut
Height
5"7
Weight
140 lbs
Mercy and Movement
Mercy for one that's wronged us has left our adventuring family at odds. Some are open to the idea of Finnick joining us to make amends for his actions, others have flat out refused to believe his words, and yet still another believes their minds are mirroring one another. I guess all we can do is keep our eyes open and be vigilant until words are turned into action. I think our dear and reckless Astrid summed it up the best with a smack to his head and a stern reprimand of "be good". With Finnick in the hot seat I was surprised when the attention turned to Phileas. He hasn't been himself lately but none of us have really approached him about it because it seems we have all changed in some way or another and it takes time to really integrate and absorbed everything. He's nervous and secretive, muttering phrases like "I'm afraid if I say anything , she'll hurt me", or "I've fucked up.....guys I've fucked up" "It's all I knew" "she fights dirty"
Who is SHE???
and why is Phileas so afraid???
All I can say is SHE better leave him alone if she knows what's good for her. This mama bear will become a bear and eat her for breakfast! No one touches my babies, not if I can help it!
On the flip side of that ,Coal warned me that "Phileas IS a danger to our party" ...it gives even me a moment to pause. Animals can sense when something is not quite right... but OUR Phileas...a danger? I know he casts a mean fire bolt...but he would NEVER hurt us!
Through all of this it seems Phileas and Finnick have bonded over shared thoughts and fears. Maybe this will be good for the both them...knowing they aren't alone in their past. perhaps they could both use a cup of my special tea before bed tonight.
We've decided as a group to continue on and figure this all out along the way, saving the world waits for no ones traumas I guess .
We've reached a small city by the name of Amethyst . We were greeted as we entered by a lovely and informative young guard, so polite! I'm sure his mother is very proud of him! He suggested a couple of quality places to stay and informed us that the person in charge is named Yohan Durham...I hope I've spelt that correctly. His reputation is one of openness and a friend to all. We've decided it might be best to meet with him in the morning, after we've all rested.....and after we retrieve our ever curious Astrid from the beach. Goodness knows what she'll be collecting now. Her fascination with bones and body parts is ..... interesting.
One of the most wonderful things occurred on the way to beach though, an old student of mine , Mosi, lives and works here in Amethyst! His heart is almost as large as he is and his ability to pursue what makes him happiest is still apparent to me. He is such a sweet boy, so hardworking and always looking for the silver lining to any situation...bless his heart. Mosi was also kind enough to let me know he is still in touch with the school... I almost wrote my school...but I guess I cant say that anymore can I? Apparently there has been a huge influx of students... which is shocking to me. While the school was never secret ...it was only though small channels that people would learn of our location. Magic hasn't always been welcome in my home country...at least in parts of Barzum.
The BEST part of Mosi's story is that Fabian has found his way to the school. My heart is overjoyed to hear such news, that Fabian is safe and thriving. Mosi also mentioned Fabian traveled with a fellow by the name of Orian but that name doesn't ring a bell...
Mosi had information regarding one of the names we believe to be important to the finding of the artifacts. Corinthius Greyhawk....and he is in the capital of this country ....Eberon. Mosi warned us though, that Amethyst is the nicest area in this country, that the other cities are ...unkind, I think that's the word he used. Regardless we will have to find him....but that is a worry for tomorrow.....I'm so tired and my eyes can barely stay open to finish writing this....I so hope for a peaceful, restful slumber.
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Too Much and Not enough
He' s gone...really gone. It was a goodbye that I never thought would happen. If anything ,I thought It would be me saying farewell as I aged out. I'm so proud of him, as only a mother could be proud...but my grief is also that of a mother.
Gisele always encouraged everyone to journal when our emotions became too big to feel inside our mortal bodies but I've never taken the time to do so...always finding a distraction in others emotions or my duties at school...but with my Yovel's departure, I find my feelings... to be too much... too overwhelming..... so I will honor you ,Gisele, my greatest teacher ,the one who was a mother to me... I will try.
I feel an ache inside where my heart resides, a heaviness that weighs the body and soul down. Saying goodbye to our gentle giant.... but also to our fierce and courageous Elaine. Just when she opened her heart to us , she also realized, she has her own soul searching to do. I'm so proud of both of them.... as I would be of one of my dear students....but neither one of them are my students,..they are so much more than that... so I had no control over their departure. I think that is part of what bothers me so...I had no time to prepare for their goodbyes. no time to prepare them as I did my students...to face the outside world which can be harsh and cruel..... but I digress.... with every goodbye comes the space for a hello. A new face joins us as well as one we are familiar with. SO many changes make the head dizzy and unbalanced I'm not sure where to turn. We've come so far and done so much we've barely had time to process it all.
Our newest friend, Ikoros, another gentle giant has joined us. He can never replace Yovel but I will open my heart to welcome him to our family... I will try....so much has been locked away within my heart...that with all these goodbyes and changes I'm afraid the container has begun to crack.
I digress again...this journaling isn't as fluid as I thought it would be. Perhaps its my age that's showing....or too much has happened for me to keep straight.....or perhaps my mushroom tea was not the best idea before taking pen to paper.....
I must remember what we've done. After defeating Alderanth , with Tak making the final blow , capturing the chalice he searched for to bring is sister back from the dead...he instead met with her in the inbetween, where they shared a conversation , one of remarkable secrets. Tak allowed his sister to move on rather than bring her back, as were her wishes, but instead shared that Tak is in fact only half dwarven. His mother is a Furbolt Giant! and she's ALIVE. Tak's sister was able to move on and he used the chalice to heal our dear friend Callow of his curse! THE magical artifact we fought for did not call out to Tak as the Helmet did with our dear Elaine..... It spoke to Ikoros...A strange turn of events but one we will accept as who can know the minds of the Gods.....Ikoros being a follower of Foltis may be more suited to carry this task as Tak's oath wasn't entirely genuine.
Speaking of artifacts, Elaine finally asked for help to destroy the helmet! What a beautiful moment it was ....the joining of family and learning that she is never truly alone, that burdens can be shared with loved ones ...that asking for help does not make one weak.
Oh and I almost forgot we have another new traveling companion...COAL...a panther of regal baring. He found Astrid while she was out foraging, and connected with her in a way that can only mean she has become a Ranger! Also the gift of a bow may have been another indication. I cant wait to see her grow into this new friendship and learning.
I feel uneasy about the last turn of events for new companions and revelations. Finnick has returned...and he attacked us...or did we strike first..it all happened so fast. It was a k nee jerk reaction to go on the defensive, our last encounter together did not go well. He's hurt so many, he hurt our Elaine. She almost died....and in that moment you could see Finnick realize how far he had strayed from who he truly is. He removed the crown that Viron placed on his head in that ghastly ceremony and begged us for mercy....and for Elaine....we will try....
I'm not sure if mercy is in us....after all we've been through.....I want to see the good in us all but .....is any one of us truly that selfless.
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