RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]
04-08-2014, 09:19 PM
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(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.
You halt the monster midswing as a thick mist coalesces around the corshar. Pale and shimmering, the fog envelopes its victim, lowering the monster's power by 69! (Roll 13+7-2+2+2, crit) Betweem the fog and Nos' curse, it becomes impossible for the corshar to so much as move, and as a result is held immobile for two rounds!
(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.
You defy everyone's expectations of Bohw and Nos' coming dance when you flashfreeze the shade with a single spell, dealing 2363 damage! It turns into a black mist as it dies, and is quickly gone, leaving behind a perfect statue of clear ice where it stood, posed for a swing against Mayor. It is layered with icicles on the reverse side from where your spell struck.
(04-05-2014, 01:57 AM)Supernerd Wrote: »>Selphy casts restoration on Myra and continues piloting the ship away.
You bless Myra with a restorative spell, which will heal her for 280 each turn for four turns. (roll 19+16+2)
(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."
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(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."
A Bow and a Hammer
Shepherd and Reaper
A grin and a twirl
A waltz, a'whirlin'
Bolts a'hurlin'
A halt - hammertoss
Aflame, a scythin'
The Madness Contained
In fire and flame
Arrows ablazin'
Eyes alight
Steppin' a rhythm
Till all is quiet
And with a sigh and a cackle
Under the sunset sun
It is at an end
A system deficient
For 9582 damage you have dealt
(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.
You take another sip from your cup as you watch the fire die out and the last hail of arrows fade away behind you - taking a few formerly-bypassing birds with it - and wondering what just happened. But then, who cares? Surely it calls for celebration!
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