[Aura of the Emissary]
First mention (by name): Goblin Days (Pt. 3) – Vengeance and Talking
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Chapter | Text |
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| Goblin Days (Pt. 3) – Vengeance and Talking | Having [Aura of the Emissary] also helped. Rags suspected she tended to bridge the gap between species a bit more smoothly. For instance, Ogres were notoriously bad about respecting anyone shorter than they were. |
| Goblin Days (Pt. 3) – Vengeance and Talking | [Aura of the Emissary]. Rags pulled it around her like a cloak and reached into her bag of holding for something. |
| Goblin Days (Pt. 3) – Vengeance and Talking | [Aura of the Emissary]. The Chieftain’s instincts had to be overridden by his conscious mind. Outraged, he bellowed at the Goblin. |
| The Roots (Pt. 4) | Rags wondered if her [Aura of the Emissary] was doing some of the translating or if her reading was off. She spoke. |
| 10.28 N | Her [Aura of the Emissary]. She hasn’t done this often, but like the meeting with Naumel, she gathers it up. It’s like…her feelings, her ego, her presence, which normally floats freely around her, unconscious. When she’s mad or intense, it focuses, but Rags draws it into her, around her, like she’s in the middle of a great basin, a sink, and her nature is condensing, pouring into a single core. |
| 10.30 GGMG | [Aura of the Emissary]. Rags ignored the illusion spells assailing her senses and trusted to the auras of the people around her. She juked left as another group of what she assumed were the Watch ran at her, then maneuvered right. |
| 10.37 GDI (Pt. 2) | Body language. [Aura of the Emissary]. Friendship and drinks. The Goblin [Chieftain] of the Flooded Waters tribe smiled faintly. Wearily. She appeared sick at heart, almost as sick as he felt about this terrible fighting. Nothing glorious about it, just dead people who shouldn’t be. |