(04-02-2014, 09:23 PM)Frolic Wrote: »Myra hums with pleasure as her lashes surpassed her expectations. Not so tough a monster as it looks! Satisfied with the certainty that her comrades can take the Cordraal from here, Myra decides to move her attention and stage to the Regnant Corshar #4, which looks ready to make another nasty attack! The Ravenfolk conjures a heavy, yet oddly shimmering fog, and surrounds the Regnant Corshar #4 with it, in the hopes that the monster's movements will be shut down for a while.

(04-03-2014, 11:30 PM)SupahKiven Wrote: »Savannah sniffs, the earthy smell of pollen filling her nose. She then sneezes, a colorful cloud of said pollen billowing up. Savannah scrubs at her nose with the sleeve of her sweater.

"Augh, pollen." Shaking her head, Savannah clasps her hands together and pulls them apart, a small spinning globe of ice in between them. She adjusts her hand so the globe is spinning on the tip of her index finger. She spins it faster, making it grow larger, until she rolls it into her palm. Gripping it loosely, Savannah reels back her arm and pitches the globe at the Cordraal. "Batter up!" When it smashes against the Cordraal, it explodes into a glacier, activating Absolute Zero and trapping the shadow creature within.

(04-05-2014, 01:57 AM)Supernerd Wrote: »>Selphy casts restoration on Myra and continues piloting the ship away.

(04-05-2014, 01:23 PM)Dais Wrote: »Nos stares blankly at Mayor and the Cordraal that he intercepted. After a long moment, he stares cackling. "Heheheheh. Wow, okay. Neato. When did we start fighting? Whatever, here we are. I feel like something bad just happened, did something bad just happen?" Nos shrugs, and turns to Bohw with a more reserved smile than is usually plastered on his face.

"So you still wanna do the dancy thing?" He extends a hand to Bohw very formal-like, and adopts a composed posture rather like before when he misunderstood Bohw. However this time one foot starts tapping the deck of the ship, very softly, and Nos glances at the Cordraal and other demons beyond it. "I think we'll need to clear these things out first. Could be fun, heh."

(04-06-2014, 12:27 AM)BlazerC Wrote: »Mayor's body begins to crumple under all the damage he's taken. He knows fully well that he cannot hold his ground up against this demon, he twists his body and breaks away from his grapple, instead going to raise his shield up high. Ready to intercept another attack, he tenses up and defends.

After having a bit to think about her plan, Bohw wonders what overtook her. This plan was dreadful, all her plans have been dreadful as of late, she can't think of one long enough to not regret it moments later. This was stupid, reckless and rather nonuniform way of dealing with the problem before them. She shakes her head. That was just the thing however, Nos' specialty was stupid, reckless and nonuniform, it was the perfect plan. She knows all the strengths and weaknesses of everyone and no-one is more up to the task, it's her job to put everyone in the right spots at the right time.

Perking up, Bohw grabs his outstretched hand. "This time, I'm leading."

(04-06-2014, 09:00 PM)ICantGiveCredit Wrote: »Watson watched in amusement as Bohw and Nos deal damage on the ad-hoc dancefloor. He drank a cup of delicious Water with a strange magical after-taste, like cheese? Crackers? Maybe both? But it was in commemoration of their future victory over these citizens of the netherworld.

And what better way to celebrate than with a congratulatory sword strike to the head for his fellow malefactor? His enemies can't complain, I mean look at those two sashaying across the beautifully varnished wooden deck of the airship, going to and fro against the Cordraal. At this rate, it's quite beautifully dead.

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SpoilerSoooo... this doesn't feel like Dais' fault even if Nos hasn't said anything. It might be Supernerd's fault but I'm inclined to believe us PCs get more mercy. It's not Levyse's fault even though only I personally want to see what response Watson will get from his silly diatribe.

So I'm just going to go by instinct and blame chim! Isn't the Blame Game so much fun guys?

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SpoilerNos finds himself toppled over in the aftermath of the battle, and finds himself sitting dazed on the deck as Bohw dances around going on about something or other.

The dance, right. I think? Uh. Nos clutches his head as he gets up, not noticing Watson reclaiming the Starmetal Greatsword as he surveys the ship absentmindedly.

"Heheh. Ahh... talk about some damage there, eh? Heehee- when did that sculpture get there? S'pretty." Finally his gaze returns to Bohw. "What'd you do while we were dancing? Something was... odd. Odder than normal. I think?"

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Quote:Bohw: 952/1240, Blood Rune (+72)(1), Madness Craze (5)
Leader: +50 (Cd 3)

(04-09-2014, 04:23 AM)Frolic Wrote: »Myra, although relieved that the battle was over, was slightly put off by how Bohw and Nos stole the stage at the very end. Ahhh, well, she consoled herself, they didn't get to do much until the end of the battle anyway, while Myra got to enter the stage much earlier than they did! Everyone needs the spotlight on themselves at some point, and it was definitely fun watching Savannah flash-freeze that Cordraal into oblivion. She looks over the side of the ship to see if that dark figure is still there, only to view a few specs in its place. Remains of the dark figure, Myra supposes. "...Loot!" she slips out with a devious grin, and a gleam in her eyes to match.

She turns to her cohorts on the ship, still grinning madly, and calls out, "I'll be back in a moment! I see something shiny!" She places a foot on the edge of the ship, but pauses, and turns to Watson. "...You know, Watson," Myra started, an oddly calm demeanor about her as she spoke, "I found it a little..concerning...to have heard you speak of magic with such disdain, earlier...You really shouldn't be so unappreciative of magic, when magic makes everything so much more fun...Without magic, life is bland and colorless, much like that water you're drinking now."

With that being said, Myra jumps off of the ship and Changes Form into a Raven, making a mad dash for whatever was left of that dark figure. If there are enemies too close for her to safely approach, then she'll use a magic spell to retrieve them from a safe distance.

(04-11-2014, 12:29 AM)SupahKiven Wrote: »Savannah smirks, wiping some excess ice crystals on her hands off onto her pants. She casually strolls over to the ice statue of the Cordraal, sticking her tongue out at it. Savannah leans on the statue, feeling the cold seep through her sweater.

"If that's not how you do it, I don't know what is." She chuckles then gets up, heading towards Ziras. However, she spots a bunch of the battered and wounded survivors and decides that she should probably help them out instead. So Savannah makes her rounds, applying healing spells to those that need it.

(04-16-2014, 12:39 AM)Frolic Wrote: »Myra will stow the greatsword away so she could better focus on staying alive. As Myra makes haste to get out of the enemies' crossfires and back onto the ship, she casts a healing spell, hoping that the extra restoration will hold her up. In spite of how fuzzy her bird-brain feels right now, the ravenfolk manages to come up with an idea. "Mayor," she calls out to the armored golem through telepathy, "Can you...hear me...? I got hit...Can you....hel-guh, pain, hurts- help...me...get back...aboard...? Woozy, want to sleep..." She admits to herself that she should be trying to contact the other teammates, but her ego is a terrible force that, even now, will only allow her to resort to the speechless Golem for help. She resigns herself to worry about practicing humility and restraint if or when she makes it back to safety.

(04-16-2014, 01:40 AM)BlazerC Wrote: »Bohw is bemused with Nos' speech, seeming to grow more excited as he glorifies their attack. All up until Nos shares his idea of using her hellbent power in combat, where her mood does a full circle and she begins to frown, disappointed. Bohw brushes Nos' hand off her shoulder and takes a breath to settle herself, looking down at the deck of the ship. "No... no, don't say that." She murmurs, "I don't expect you of all people to understand, but that's a bad idea."

Folding her arms, she looks back at Nos, a little more composed now. "I'm more powerful, sure." Bohw says, looking dejected. "Whatever possesses me wants everything in the world dead, I can't control it and no-one has ever came close to a solution to that." Bohw then looks back down, to gaze over her own hand. Thinking for a moment however, she recalls the recent fight with Echo. "...Well..."

Without warning however, Mayor rises up suddenly and interrupt's Bohw's train of thought, his loud stomps making him the center of attention as he hurries over to the back of the ship. Gazing over the town below, the colours in his crystallized armor begins to drain and light begins to coalesce in his eyes. He hasn't got the time to question why Myra was still down there as he searches madly for her, but he soon spots Myra among the chaos, who hears a rather unexpected response.

Hold on.

As the ball of light in his face begins to grow even bigger, chunks of his crystal form break off, unable to withstand the energy being gathered. And then suddenly, Mayor lurches backwards and fires a beam of tremendous energy down below! The large beam shoots past Myra and begins devastating the monsters lashing out at her, his attack cutting through large swathes of Corshar and shadow monsters alike. Hopefully Myra will be able to retreat to the ship, while all the monsters attacking her are preoccupied with being teared apart.