RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]
04-01-2014, 09:52 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-01-2014, 09:52 PM by chimericWilder.)
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(03-25-2014, 01:49 AM)SupahKiven Wrote: »Savannah sighs in surprise as magic flows into her, knitting her wounds together. She cracks her neck and grins.
"Alright, now we're talkin'!" Savannah splays her hands out, grinning maniacally. The plants around her spiral to life, dancing as though they're actually alive. She clenches her hands and the plants explode in a flurry of pollen and oils, activating Aromatherapy.
As magic returns to you, you heal yourself and your allies for 171 health! (roll 7+6, crit)
(03-25-2014, 03:38 AM)Frolic Wrote: »"...Well that worked out nicely, if not unexpectedly!" The Ravenfolk lets out a relieved little huff as she watches Savannah and Bohw look progressively healthier. She bears witness to the dark signal, and to the consequences of the shade attacking Nos. Oh, Nos! "He's back," she exclaims her pleasant surprise, "You were out for so long!" Unfortunately, her greeting was cut short by the need to weave out of enemies and allies in-combat. That in turn brings her back to the situation at hand.
Myra pays no heed to Watson's plight, only giving him a pat on the shoulder as she comes up from behind him, "Wait. It's obviously stronger than our typical monster. Before you make any commitments with that thing, let's see exactly where we stand against it." Taking the lead, she stores her new staff away, and equips her Silken Strands and Wraith's Jewel. Myra Activates her Wraith's Jewel to turn her whip magic, and lashes out at the Cordraal!
With a flourish, your whip takes on an ethereal aspect, bending to your will as you lash the shade, first once, then twice, dealing 273 and 331 damage (rolls 15+9+2 & 10+9+2, crit) and leaving it bound in unyielding silk.
(03-26-2014, 01:16 AM)Supernerd Wrote: »Selphy casts Restoration on Taran and pilots the ship away from the battlefield.
You bless Taran with a restorative spell, which will heal him for 250 each turn for four turns. (roll 15+16+2)
You then set a course and take the airship out of there, almost immediately halting the stream of corshari that had been leaping onto the hull.
(03-26-2014, 10:55 PM)BlazerC Wrote: »For once, Bohw is confused with Nos acting sensible. "Isn't that your signature attack?!" She barks, that last blow must of hit him harder on the head than usual, to see him being... well, normal, is a bit unsettling for her. Bohw shakes her head and draws a smaller version of her red rune in the air, assuming she can. "Honestly..."
If not, Bohw attacks all the beasts that are not the Cordraal and Regent Corshar. EDIT: ...Unless of course, she somehow finds Nos taking Bohw's hand.
Then, the large golem dives into the ship, Mayor stands upright and the first thing he does is run over to fight the Cordraal. He immediately throws a feint punch, but turns it into a twisting grab as he snatches shade's appendages with both hands, grappling with the demon to keep it's focus on Mayor and Mayor alone.
You sacrifice 300 health to grant yourself 72 Power for 2 turns. (roll 13+2-1+6, crit)
Meanwhile, the shade lifts its sword, bristling with dark power as it stares Nos down. "Silence!" It repeats, then lunges at Nos, sword slashing.
Thats when Mayor lands on the deck right between them, catching the blow with his shield. Infuriated, the shade steps forward, hacking again, dark magic arcing from its blade. This time, it catches Mayor in the chest, dealing 624 damage, and Mayor replies by punching the shade in the face for 93 damage (roll 10+5), and then stepping in close, grabbling the shade and forcing it to keep its attention on Mayor.
(03-26-2014, 11:52 PM)Dais Wrote: »Nos looks up at Bohw, still looking confused. "Signature... huh?" Realization slowly dawns on him. "Wait, that does sound familiar... but whyever would I do something so ridiculous..." A giggle escapes him. "Oh yeah, because it's hilarious!" He starts cackling. "Heheheh... maybe we should do that, and you can do the thing where you stop being such a bore, and... nnnnnnooo..." Nos straightens, forcibly composing himself again, with more effort than previously.
Gah, what's going on? Everything was so clear but I think I'm losing it again. All this talking isn't so fun anymore, anywa- I mean, it isn't working as well as I'd hoped. Fine, violence it is.
Nos plants the sword he was given into the deck of the airship carelessly, then claws at the air to each side of him with his hands. More black tendrils seem to pull out of the air and he starts spinning them around his fingers, and the tendrils snakes around his arms as he continues. Nos seems comforted as he does this, and after a bit he suddenly slams his palms together and all the fabricated matter seems to jump and soak into Nos's hands. He picks up the sword slowly and brandishes it, facing the Cordraal.
You feel madness returning as your spell takes hold, dark energy granting you 95 power! (Roll 12+13+3)
(03-27-2014, 02:32 AM)ICantGiveCredit Wrote: »Watson was about to produce a table and parchment from THIN AIR (not really) but his magic act was cut short by what he saw. That is, Mayor's jaw-dropping heroism as it embraced the fiend of the shadows with unwavering braveness!
And so, seeing the matter partially dealt with at the moment, he goes to work slicing up the remaining corshars. He whistled a tune as he did so. For he will get to deal the finishing blow!
"Hum-dee-dum-dee-hum-dee-dum ♪
Send you all back
Where you came from" ♫
You cleave one of the insidious pests for 298 damage. (roll 9+6+2) It dies, and you feel yourself suddenly invigorated, 120 health returned to you! And theres only a few more monsters left.
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Mael performs a coup de grace on one of the corshari, dealing 438 damage (roll 19+4+2), sending its head flying and its body crashing to the floor before both disappear in a puff of smoke.
Taran and Torhald team up on another, laying into it with several blows and dealing a total of 293 damage to it, which kills it.
Ziras continues channeling his spell, and another survivor pops into the air beside him. She takes one look at her surroundings, then collapses, bleeding profusely.
One of the larger corshari rakes Savannah for 162 damage! The other one strikes Myra for 168!
Another pair of corshari attacks Taran, dealing 86 and 81 damage.
The dark figure below, disappearing rapidly behind you, slams his sword into the ground. As he does, the massive armor he was wearing starts falling apart, clattering to the ground in a pile. There is nothing left inside.
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