RE: Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]
07-27-2014, 08:21 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-27-2014, 08:25 PM by chimericWilder.)
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(07-24-2014, 05:16 PM)SupahKiven Wrote: »Savannah growls, shaking the strain of the impact out of her fist, rolling the seed back into her sleeve. That guy wants to play dirty? Fine. She'll play dirty. Savannah springs backwards, prepping a better spell. Only, her magic fizzles out as it tries to leave her fingers. Her confused expression soon turns to one of anger as she realizes what happened. Eye twitching angrily, she sprints at the archmage, stealthily drawing her third and final knife into her hand. Readying her spear, Savannah jabs low, aiming for his feet. At the last second, she draws it back just enough, using it as a pole to vault over his shield and shank him in the face with her knife.
While you do manage to perform an acrobatic vault over the archmage, you do not meet with nearly as satisfying results as he manages to spin around and knock your attack offcourse with a slab of his shield. Fortunately, your dagger still manages to strike home, plunging into his shoulder for 304 damage (roll 3+6, auto-crit).
Meanwhile, Torhald takes a swing at the mage's now-unprotected back, dealing 240 damage with his slash (roll 12+4). In response, the mage raises a hand, emitting a shockwave of energy in all directions, knocking Torhald and Savannah back a couple of paces aswell as dealing 240 damage to each.
"Help me out over here!" He yells. In response, one of the guards fighting Mael turns around and charges Torhald, but he manages to raise his shield in time, blocking the blow.
(07-26-2014, 12:41 AM)BlazerC Wrote: »Mayor, like a protective father, follows up his attack on the same guard. Not pausing for a moment to let him recover, Mayor immediately throws another punch at the offender's face... and another... and another. What they've done is unforgivable and evil, without a doubt, he thinks as he continues to rapidly punch the man with his focused rage.
Bohw chokes instead of screaming, finding it hard to breathe after being impaled on the sword, the sheer pain overwhelming all train of thought as her mind goes blank. In her state, she becomes desperate and loses all control of her body, a thunderous clap of a dark pulse as she transforms to her twisted form almost instantly. Somewhere, in the back of her mind Bohw thinks this entire situation happened due to her race, the humans afraid of the Half-Imp, which only drives her blind anger further, as she grabs the sword pinning her to the ground. She tears herself free, floating to her feet as she grabs her longbow and points at her quiver the guard is carrying, a single arrow being torn out and flung towards her. She grabs it and wordlessly knocks it into her longbow, pulling back the string as she stares down the Royal Guardsman that did that to her.
The guard seems completely taken aback by Mayor's furious onslaught, and his many punches quickly deal 168 damage (roll 11+5), leaving the guard dazed, waving his sword about ineffectually, trying to strike back at Mayor but hitting only air (Hit 1+3 Vs Defense 7)
Meanwhile, Bohw seems to have completely snapped this time, her eyes filled with a dark madness, blood pouring from the grievous wound through her chest as she raises her bow, the arrow morphing into a lance of pure darkness which she promptly launches at the guardsman who tripped her. The dark lance rips through him much like the sword so recently did to Bohw herself, and then proceeds to strike Mayor in the back, tearing its way through him aswell, before finally striking the second guard, practically ripping him to shreds and dropping him to the ground, bleeding badly but miraculously alive. Everyone struck are dealt 711 damage. (roll 14+9+6)
The Magitech Longbow has revealed its remaining property! All attacks will pierce up to twice when either bow or arrow are imbued with magic.
(07-26-2014, 10:07 AM)Frolic Wrote: »It's quite obvious these guys need to be taken care of, if she ever wants to find that passage. Myra wheels back around, keeping a good distance from the guards as she maneuvers fancily in the air. "Anthoran, Jorrick," Myra says to them in her telepathy as though they were some old friends she hasn't seen in ages, "What a surprise! As much as I appreciate your doting on me, don't you think it's a little embarrassing to be ordered to chase down a little birdie? Don't you have better things to do than bird-napping? Oppressing the sad, poor citizens? Throwing your authority around to make yourself feel bigger? Oh wait, I get it! This little birdie is the only thing lower than you for you to stomp on, is that it?"
"Well, I've got news for you," Myra continues, her mind's voice lowering to something more sinister, "I'm still higher than you doggish fools.
Even the dirt deserves more dignity than to be stepped on by the likes of you, you pathetic excuses of sentience!" Having said her peace (for once), Myra casts a Silence spell upon the Royal Guard Mage. Hopefully, that'll stop his spells in their tracks so she can properly put them in their place and get back to her own business!
You attempt to dispel the mage, but he tries to counter you! He completely cuts off your attempt (roll 11+9, hit 6 Vs roll 18+3, hit 20)!
Despite your psionic screaming, you're suddenly the one who has a headache... And to make matters worse, it seems like the second guard has started readying a net! He'll be close enough to throw it already next turn!
(07-26-2014, 01:03 PM)ICantGiveCredit Wrote: »
The guard captain closes in for another swing, but this time it is your turn to effortlessly parry his swing (Hit 3+6 Vs Defense 10) and follow up with a vicious strike of your own, leaving a wound on his sword arm for 368 damage (roll 8+6, crit).
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With some annoyance, Taran begins charging up again.
Mael slashes at the remaining guard, dealing a somewhat-less impressive 315 damage (roll 2+4, crit). The guard, meanwhile, retaliates for 368 damage.
The still-standing guard remaining near Bohw begins to carefully back away, keeping his shield raised.
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