RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Three: Forgotten Whispers]
12-10-2013, 04:08 AM
(( No worries, MasterBlade, it's cool that you're being realistic with your character, although I'm warning you right now that Myra doesn't know what he's been through, so from her perspective, Thunderpaw's just being a straight-up coward. ))
Myra raises a cacophony as she watches Thunderpaw turn tail and run, cawing and fluttering her wings so hard that some are actually falling out. "What are you doing," she calls out to him using her telepathy, "you're needed in there! You won't accomplish anything by crowing rogue on us! I did not just waste the little time we have with those spells and scrying just for you turn tailfeathers and wren away! The leader is calling for you! She cried for you back there, and you're turning around to leave her?! I'm hearing some strange voices in her head, and they're getting louder...She can't be left to her own devices like this! How dare you act so selfishly! Your life is worth no more than any of ours, you mouse! I could have been helping our team this entire time! Precious moments to have bolstered our comrades! The ones who are actually fighting like the heroes they are! If you waste the time I've invested in preparing for you, I will hunt you down and eat your carcass, as I make some lovely baubles out of the armor and crystals you bear! Yes! If you do not fight, you'd be of better use to the world in my stomach and pockets! Don't be a coward, for flock's sake, and get in this fight!!"
The anger of having those spells wasted away burned in her throat with a bittern taste rising up. Myra takes flight, calling on the Winds of Fate to aid herself and her allies. Riding on the magical gale, Myra dives into the fray, ducking, turning and weaving through obstacles as need to get onto Bohw's shoulder. She decides to act as Bohw's Familiar, and then reaches out her telepathy to her other teammates, "He ran away! That blasted Bunni fled for the entrance! Well, I will not perch by twiddling my feathers any longer! We need to get out of this area, though; there are traps that hamper our physical attacks and healing. Fall back, caw!"
The ravenfolk fixes her gaze on her allies to see if they retreat safely, still seething with anger.
(( tl;dr: Use Winds of Fate on the entire party, and switch Witch's Familiar's benefits to Bohw. ))
Myra raises a cacophony as she watches Thunderpaw turn tail and run, cawing and fluttering her wings so hard that some are actually falling out. "What are you doing," she calls out to him using her telepathy, "you're needed in there! You won't accomplish anything by crowing rogue on us! I did not just waste the little time we have with those spells and scrying just for you turn tailfeathers and wren away! The leader is calling for you! She cried for you back there, and you're turning around to leave her?! I'm hearing some strange voices in her head, and they're getting louder...She can't be left to her own devices like this! How dare you act so selfishly! Your life is worth no more than any of ours, you mouse! I could have been helping our team this entire time! Precious moments to have bolstered our comrades! The ones who are actually fighting like the heroes they are! If you waste the time I've invested in preparing for you, I will hunt you down and eat your carcass, as I make some lovely baubles out of the armor and crystals you bear! Yes! If you do not fight, you'd be of better use to the world in my stomach and pockets! Don't be a coward, for flock's sake, and get in this fight!!"
The anger of having those spells wasted away burned in her throat with a bittern taste rising up. Myra takes flight, calling on the Winds of Fate to aid herself and her allies. Riding on the magical gale, Myra dives into the fray, ducking, turning and weaving through obstacles as need to get onto Bohw's shoulder. She decides to act as Bohw's Familiar, and then reaches out her telepathy to her other teammates, "He ran away! That blasted Bunni fled for the entrance! Well, I will not perch by twiddling my feathers any longer! We need to get out of this area, though; there are traps that hamper our physical attacks and healing. Fall back, caw!"
The ravenfolk fixes her gaze on her allies to see if they retreat safely, still seething with anger.
(( tl;dr: Use Winds of Fate on the entire party, and switch Witch's Familiar's benefits to Bohw. ))