RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]
04-18-2015, 12:06 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-18-2015, 12:08 AM by chimericWilder.)
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Remah falls into a diveroll, ducking beneath Savannah's cleaving blade and dashing straight for Bohw, stabbing at her with a lunging onehanded spear thrust for 300 damage.
(04-17-2015, 02:21 AM)Psych Wrote: »True suffering is trying to understand the work of an amateur, and Renzo isn't sure he's ready for that again, but alas, one must always be reinventing. Renzo pulls a picture frame from his bag before it grows to outrageous proportions, letting him send it flying to Remah and slamming against him, for a second making it look as if he's been imprinted on the canvas in 2D. What masterpiece shall this group create now?
There is beauty to be had in the slaying of a powerful enemy. And so you frame Remah for the murdermachine!
(04-17-2015, 04:58 AM)Frolic Wrote: »It was hard not to get her body into the battle when her head was asking a million questions, but the ravenfolk nonetheless took up arms with the Grovekeeper and spouted without thinking, "Is he talking about that explosion earlier? What was that about, anyway, I don't think I ever got that answered!"
While everyone is preoccupied with battle, Myra takes stock of the situation. The ravenfolk makes her way over to the table where the crystal and the orb-in-the-device are, hoping that she can check the items out without getting hit by a wayward spell or blade. Are these his items?
You slip through the doorway, getting a closer look at the items on the table. You identify the orb-thing as a device for conjuring basic food products. They're rather uncommon, but not so much that you havnt heard of them. Apparently there was a debacle a hundred years back or so when the first ones were made, something about the poorer part of the populace demanding that the things be mass produced to solve hunger. The details escape you, but apparently it wasnt as simple as that and the false hope incited in those people quite nearly led to a revolt before the dispute ended. The things still exist today though, but since only those with any kind of money can afford the things paired with the bland quality of the food produced by them they are usually only found in churches and the like.
You idly glance at the title of the topmost book, a thin volume called 'The Last Unicorn'. Your attention is focused on the crystal, however, lying innocently on the table among books and cutlery. Its the same type as those you know alright, but it is a dull color, lacking the inner glow of those you already know.
Then, unbeknownst to you, Remah mutters a curse and throws the long ivory spike at your back. It flickers past you, striking the wall beside you.
To her allies, it looks as though Myra and most of the room is then enveloped in a flickering bubble of energy, lost to sight.
(04-17-2015, 02:12 PM)MasterBlade Wrote: »Blimey Timey Bastard!
With swiftness off the table, Thunderpaw does the next best thing and makes a charge for Remiah with hammer drawn. Rather than take the bold route and striking him with a hammer, however, the lord approached with a counter stance in mind. The only thing he could safely predict about this time fluxing is that it was being exploited before attacks to guarentee a stronger hit and dodge blows.
Thus, if Thunderpaw approaches with that in mind he can take a sidestep around where he THINKS an attack is likely to come from once the timey wimey things begins. Similarly, he can attempt to strike where he thinks Remiah will end up after the time bending for a solid blow. Dodging and striking not where Remiah was, but where he planned to be.
Better than swinging around in the air at least.
You observe Remah's swift movement as he starts his charge towards Bohw, then move to intercept. You would never be able to beat him there in time, but you can retaliate in her stead, and so you do by swinging your hammer at his back to coincide with Remah's own attack, striking him for 604 damage! (roll 17+6)
Your observations also let you notice that the blood Remah spilled earlier is starting to... boil? It writhes and turns dark, and as it does your scars begin to throb.
(04-17-2015, 09:30 PM)SupahKiven Wrote: »Savannah barely manages to keep the mammoth sword in check, reeling it in before it can send her spinning. What a beast of a weapon it is. There's a certain... energy about it as well, a tingling sensation that flows into her arms and tickles her palms. Must be that... spell Myra was talking about. Savannah cracks her neck, stepping up again.
The step turns into a forward leap. Savannah darts forward, straining her muscles to bring the weapon above her head. Once she's close enough to Remah, she unclenches her muscles, letting gravity do the work. As it falls, that tingling feeling bursts out of Savannah's hands as her thumb brushes the ruby in the hilt, the energy erupting into a flame that cloaks the blade as it cleaves.
You leap at Remah's exposed back, bringing your sword to bear!
Remah, as he turned to throw the length of ivory at Myra, had idly glanced at you. Now he takes a step to the side, artfully moving himself beyond the reach of your blade with such a simple action. You are forced to cleave only air even as the old blade bursts alight with fire. (Hit 10+4 Vs Defense 12-6+50)
(04-17-2015, 10:48 PM)BlazerC Wrote: »Bohw yelps from the shock, a noise Mayor could easily hear over all the commotion. Mayor was so tired of all this bullshit, watching his friends die, fighting twisted versions of his friends and feeling hopeless about both of them. The noise from Bohw finally pushes the golem over that edge and something inside him snaps, quite literally, an audible snapping sound is heard as Mayor's eyes pulse red with blind rage, sparking with the intensity of a wildfire.
Mayor doesn't hesitate, accompanying his actions with a horrible screeching noise, he lashes out at Remah to counter-attack. While the quick bastard was still within arm's reach, he reached out to grab whatever limb he could and twist it, Sabotaging any of his attempts to move around the room easily. Mayor was torn between beating some sense into him and just wanting to punch things, fortunately both desires could be satisfied like this.
Bohw snarled, what a joke this was. She couldn't even get a good shot off at the warping man without the risk of hitting someone else in the room, it was a total melee and it was a mess. Bohw just prepared, drawing another red rune in the air to trade a small amount of her life for power again, although this time she thought it would be much more use to someone else. Once the rune was complete, Bohw guided it towards Savannah, the spell seeking out it's target and binding itself to her back.
Though Remah may have dodged Savannah's devastating blow, he doesnt dodge the towering steel construct charging in like a battering ram to sweep his legs out from under him, dealing 315 damage (roll 5+5) as he strikes the cavern floor. Mayor then lashes out at him twice, missing his first wild swing (hit 1-1 Vs Defense 12-6-4) but connecting with the second punch to inflict 300 damage! (Roll 14+5)
Meanwhile, Bohw trades some of her lifeforce to empower Savannah with dark runemagic. (Roll 17+5+6)
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