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[Skyrunner]

((I mean there's only skin drawn taut across bone ^^; I guess I didn't explain it correctly ...))

[Caellath]

((Hey there Sky. On another note...))

Caellath cancels Laziness: Interrupted by...

[Flying Dice]

((That was indeed friendly for a bouncer.))

Rod waves cheerily as he strides up the ornate staircase, entering the next floor. He loots things and searches for a way to the next floor while avoiding Mister Obvious Undead Horror. No point in making it this far only to get your face eaten by a zed with short-term memory loss, eh?

Spoiler: Rod Manly (click to show/hide)

Attack: 4
HP: 24/24
DEF: +.5
Agility¹
Two-Handed Sword Skills¹ (60pt towards l2)
Iron Heart Surge
Acrobatics¹, 30 pt
Circus¹

INV:
+3 Revolver Mithril Claymore - You can teleport a short distance after you attack if you sacrifice 1 HP. You can also recall the sword from anywhere with just a thought.
+1.5 Ebony Armor
Masterful Diamond, Gold, and Silver Codpiece
20ft of rope
Highly Irregular Chaos Box (Touch pip to magical item to activate)
3 warm, white daggers
Black vial

[IronyOwl]

((Irony, I have sapphires! :3 Tho upstairs...))

((Sapphires, yes. Sapphires large enough to crack stone or small enough to be worn by a grosling, though? :3))

((I mean there's only skin drawn taut across bone ^^; I guess I didn't explain it correctly ...))

((Made sense to me.))

[Tiruin]

((Irony, I have sapphires! :3 Tho upstairs...))

((Sapphires, yes. Sapphires large enough to crack stone or small enough to be worn by a grosling, though? :3))

((...They dented my dagger. Does that count? X3))

[Skyrunner]

Ace

5 The ... thing ... doesn't respond. It just stands there, head to one side as if it's trying to tell where the voice came from.

"Are you really there ...? Are you just spirits trying to lead me astray?"

Arianna's grosbeak ignores the gems.

1 The only +9 one-handed sword Arianna finds is a shabby-looking one with dents in the blade and patches of rust here and there. It looks like it was dropped a bunch of times, and probably heated red-hot once too. It is +9 because of its sheer magic, not because of its masterwork. The seller claims that once repaired, it will be worth +11, and offers you a "cheap" price of equivalent to +10, ie 256 gold coins.

1 Arianna can't tell if it's true or not. At least it's undoubtedly +9.

You need one roll of silk for one piece of clothes. Robes count as two.

((OH SNAP I fail maths forever Dx I meant "perimeter", not "diameter"... I'll assume you want an actual 46 diameter stone, so ...1661 in perimeter >.> That's slightly too expensive for Arianna. Well, 46 perimeter stones are big too! >.>))

Arianna asks a gems merchant if they have a, oh, say 46 cm perimeter (or say, 14 cm diameter) sapphire. The merchant inquires if you are crazy.
5 Arianna points to the back of the warehouse of that merchant and proclaims he has one in the back and if she breaks in and finds one ... well, you know the stories about disgruntled death knights. The merchant zips off and quickly brings it to you.

((If you were talking about an actual 1661 perimeter stone, blame my bad math vocab T^T ))

Azastre checks that his robot quietly plodded behind him, and heads off to try and loot stuff.

3 The entire floor is in that black rock, and the shards of white material don't seem to be valuable. The crystal chandeliers that dimly burn with ghost lights are far up.

The being in the middle of the floor cranes his empty eyes, following Azastre's path with uncanny accuracy.

Jack rises to floor 12!

Kahn quietly walks around 1 but finds no stairs around the whole floor. Only more white shards, broken and splintered. 6->2 He keeps "Zalgo" well in sight, but "Zalgo" is busy looking at Azastre.

Zalgo? Perhaps, but with a lot less blood.

Ire 1 gets no answer. However, codename Zalgo snaps his head to Ire, features becoming a blur for a moment, and stares at Ire.

Diplomacy +1.

Rod 1 finds nothing either.

((I have no idea how you people got so many zeros this round o.o Random.org printed:

5115316(2)11

5/9 (discounting the '2' that was chained after six) were ones.
))

[IronyOwl]

((Yeah, was gonna say- ONES EVERYWHERE D:

Also DAMN! My beautiful plan is ruined. Or at least the size of a watermelon part. Cantaloupe sapphires are probably still doable.

I don't see how you got 1661 perimeter out of 46 diameter, though. >_>))

[Skyrunner]

(( 46 diameter = 23 radius.
Perimeter = 23 * 2 * pi, actually, so I got it wrong xD
I did area instead of perimeter.
144 gold coins.))

[IronyOwl]

((Urgh, so nonetheless I have to choose between a +9 sword that might be repairable to +11, or a sapphire the size of a watermelon that might be craftable into a maul.

This will be a difficult decision. D:

I think I'm gonna have to go for the sword and then perhaps get a much smaller stone, but this definitely requires some careful thought.))

[Tiruin]

((Don't worry about your math vocabulary Sky, I fail in English comprehension, but most don't complain about it. Look at Irony. :3 ))

Fear.

It was there.

It was always present with Ire.

Ever since the first step in the Sky Tower, she felt it - either hiding deep within her, or lurking out of reach, she knew it was there right out of her view.

She didn't admit it, or think about it ever since she decided to join this group, but realized how far they came and decided to admit it.

"Um, whoever you are, you're starting to scare me.

"We're as real as we know we are. You seem humanoid...but are missing most things that would let a human live.

"Could you direct us to...the next floor, please? We've arrived by a stairwell, is there any nearby?

"And why are you armed? We aren't here to harm anyone."

Ask once more.

Train Diplomacy.

Nudge Azastre.

Spoiler: Ire Fidel (click to show/hide)

Age:27
Gender:Female
Appearance: Ire is a tall woman with jet black hair that falls to shoulder length, tied in a braid. She has dark brown eyes that match her light complexion. She is garbed in a light grey cloak with leather armor underneath.
Background: Known to be a deviant person, Ire was brought up with knowledge of the law and it's rapport with the common people. Living her life as a lone vigilante in the prime cities, stopping would-be-muggers and thieves, she has learned most of her own skills from the people she tracks.

Ironically, she has never taken a life nor stolen without repaying back, in anyway whatsoever.

Due to all this, she is partly allergic to rope.

Class:Rogue Assassin

attack: 4
defense: 1
hp: 23/28

Inspired! - Burning Inspiration ; Combustive footing

Inspiration left: Nothing! 

Skills Known:
Toughness^I - (I'm tough. Yay!)
Enhanced Attack I (+1 to attack, already added in.)
Enhanced Attack II - 00 points trained.
Acrobatics - 10 points trained.
Projectile Throwing I - (bonus to thrown weapons)
Projectile Throwing II - 00 points trained.
Diplomacy - 4 points trained.
Animal Training - 30 points trained.

Spells Known:
Field Healing

Known Status Afflictions made on self:
Disable - Can only perform 1 action per turn.

Inventory:
Her clothing - Now but a slightly better tank-top and a set of pants. Minus the Leather Armor.
A large red coral button
A +2 Gold-plated Sterling Silver Spear Augmented with Sterling Silver and Gold, Encrusted with Sterling Silver - {Equipped}
A +10 Fire Clay encrusted Dragonfire-thrower - {Equipped} 2 charges left ; Will survive one sundering strike due to decoration
Three Uncut Sapphires
Sharp Dented Steel Dagger
Six Silver Throwing Daggers (+2 Modifier)
A heap of inorganic materia

((Also, perhaps I'm gonna regret this, knowing SC's vast knowledge banks...

Who is Zalgo?))

[Caellath]

@Tiruin:Ț͚̫̿́͞o̡̱̲̭͑̌͘ ̙̺͖͈̗̈̎̆ͮ̿͝i̐̈̂ͧ̽͛̏҉҉̶̯͕̖̩̫͙̞̳̘n̹̻̊̉̉ͩ̆͝v̨̪̜̖͈̱̯̖̥̙̽͟ǫ̛̹̟̼̜͓̺̜͖̦͂ͫ̎̔͗͑͞k̴̷̲̗̦͇̹̆̽ͥ͊e̵̵͓͉̳̯͖ͣ̄ ̼̰̻̹̦̦͙͗̽͛̈́̒̅̐̚t̴̬͇̯̼̺̮̼ͪ̆̂̍̐̅̇̋̕h̴̛̥͍͙͍̳̙̝̜ͫ͗̋̿͛ͯe̤̙̱̹͉̗͙̲̫̽̔̈ͣͩ͋ͧ̈́̆͠ ̆͗̓ͬ̽̓͘͟҉̦̝̖̘̞̮h̤͙͎͓̜͙̅̓͘į͚͇̣̦ͩ̅̔vͣ̑̍ͯ͏̧̗̭̞̫͔͜e̢͚̩͙̺̗̜ͫ̈́̒̌͆ͫ͢ͅ-͙͎̭̞̋̌ͯ̓͜m̸̠̠̝͇̯͙͍̰̮͎̟̱ͦ̀̀ͮ̊̔ͬ́̒̕̚͘͠ň̨̻̝̣͍ͤ̀̂͝dͭ͌҉͉̻̗͖͙̯̭͠ͅ ̸̴̪͎̜̱͎̍̊ͣ̃͑̆ͬ͂ṙ̨̬̣͒͋ͣ͟e̛̠͓̥̠̼̺̥ͪͧp͖̱͖̦̞͙̏̀͊͒r̷̦̹̱͖̯ͣ̉͒ͅͅe̹̗̯͚̰͚͓͛̍ͤ̉͟s͙̭̗̥͕̺ͮ̆̏́͢͝e̪͉͇̞ͦͨ̕n̼̫̗͐͢t̲͙̯̙̣͇͈̙̿i̶͔͕̭̫̜̰͓̔̍ͥͯ̚ͅn̡̹̣͍͎̳͚̠͊̎͢͟g̪̦͖̯̋ͩͮͭ͊̀͜ ̴͚͓̗ͣ̾ͣ͊̆̊͌̀̚͡ͅc̶͓̺̭̼̣͚̼̠ͮͩ̀͂ͪ̄ͣh̠̘̗̺̺̫ͯ̈̎͋ͧ͠ͅͅa̛͓͚ͯ̾ͯ̄̿ͪ͛͢͠ȯ̳͍̭͚̼̎̃̽͢ͅs͖̼̼͙̭̬̦͖̿͐̅͋̋ͮ.͖̥ͥ̋̔ͮͤ
͌ͤ͌ͤ̽ͨ҉̙̪I̢̙̳̰̣̱͂ͮͮ͐̍ͦͅnͫͨ҉̗̻̤̭̲̼͕̦̰v̗̖̭͇̺͚̖ͦ̚ȍ̡̢̞̱̪̮̃̇̍͗͆̎́̚k̴͇̳̎̌͢͝i̧̮̩͙̟̤͉̣̥̣ͣ̇ͣn̺ͬ̒͟g̷̟̙̤̼̝̣͕͒͊͑ͭ̒ ̴̤̥͇̜͓̞̃ͧ̉͐͞͝ẗ̗͎͍̭ͅh̡̺̪͚̥̝̰͙̊͗̅̇ͧ͗ͨ͠͞e̵͇̘͍̯̤͇͐̿̓̓͗ͬ̑̚ ̫͉͈̼̊ͩ̈́̐ͥ̀f̴̻̩̰̞̠̮̩̠͆͛ͦͯ̅͘͜ȅ͎̫͒̽̈́ͣͧͫͯͦ̀ẹ̴̫̊̒ͧͨ͐l̸̫̥̅̊̌͠i̙ͯ̄͊ͧ͐̄͋́͝ṇ̸̢̮̯͔̫̄ͥͫ͜g̟̟̬̥͎̍ͣ̾ͯ̉ͪ͂̽͠ ̵̘ͥ̂̾͟o̡̝̘ͪ̅͑͑ͪ͛f̢̥͔̯̻̰͎͔̃̆ͭ̎̈ͣ͞͡ͅ ̡̢̦͔̭̯̀ͫc̰͈̜̲̟͕͋h͙͈ͤ̒̈́͗̿͑̑͘a̶͚̥̭̹̱͎͔̾ͪ̌͋ͨͪ͘ͅơ̴̖͔̘͖̩̳̈́͂ͩ͂ͨ͋̿s̶̰̦ͭ̀͠.̢̥̳͍͕͉̤ͯ͋ͥ̔̄̾͂ͦ͢
̪̟̗͉̅ͩ̏ͤͨ̀W̧̰͈̤̗̖ͦ̃ͯ͜ͅi̘̤̝̜ͩ̊ͤ͌t̝̝̭ͦ̆ͣ͒͜h̷͙͓̥̭́̈́͌̽͑̔͘͞ͅ ̘̼̞̣ͩͤ̍̐͗̇͛̇o̮͙̪̟̅̋̍̃̈͜͠u͎̣ͭ̽͑͝t̲̗̖̦͈̥͖̽̄͋̃͗̚ ͙̫͛ͮͪͬ̐ͥ̏͂͢o̵̖͂͊ͤ͊̃ͥ́r̷̨̬͈̦̠͓̻̪ͬ͌ͩͧ̉͋d̓̑̐̈́̓̀҉҉͖̹e͓̲̰͎͔̱͛̏͂́ŗ̺̱̖̪̜ͦ̕.̰̞͇̳̙̘͉̓ͯ́ͪ̽͝ͅ
̧̥̖̳ͪ̊̐ͪͦ̓́T̴͙̩͉̞̜͚͗ͮ̂ͮ͢ͅh̶͈̝̣̉̐ͯ͑̈͐͞͞ê͓͙̟̲͍͔̦̿̓̈͂ͭ͡ ͇͇͍̹̖͎͓̔͆̈́̊̀N͌͑ͬ̽͋ͧ̒̇͏̬͎̹ȩ̶̞̭͙̜͉͚͑̐ͅz̷̡̫̟̤̱̠ͨͣͨ̍̚ṗ̄̽ͧ͏̘̱͕̤̜e̴̪͔̟̍͂̒r̗͖̱̙̞͕̺ͤ̑ͪ͗́ͅd̴̞̣̻̻̗̥͓͇ͪ͌̔͌į̧̛͉̰̺̰͐̎̍̄̉ͦͨ̍ͩâ̶̭̤̺̖̪̰̔̀̈ͨ͜n̰͓̜̻͕̺̟̍̐̈́́̚͡ ̧̌̒͊͛҉̙̱͇̖̬̱̱̳h̵̹̦̖̾ͥ͒̀̀i̸̲̞̭̻̳͎͎̓̈́͛͑̂̔ͨv̲͉̝̝̲̫ͯ͋̑̀ͮ͊̐e͎͉̐ͫͯ͆-ͩ͒͒ͮͮ҉͈͙m͉̖͖͓̹̫̩͌ͭͤ̍̋͑̚ͅi̩̺̹̺͉̙̞ͤ͊ͬ̋͛ñ̵̗̠͔͐ͨ͐ͣͮͫd̡̛̝͉̯̲ͦͬ̈̅ͮ͛ͪ͊̀ ̓͗͆̊͐͏̨̣̙̫̜̩͕̼̯͟o̒͛͡҉̗̭̻͎͕͇̠͕̀f̖̟͍̒̔ͤ͊ͣ̐͞ ̴͂́͟͏͎͖̤͈c͛̎͏̷͎̱͢h̭͔ͪ́͑̓̋̏̚͟a̟̯̅ͣͧͫ͞ͅơ̞̱ͮͪ̓ͬ͑͛̚s̷̺͇ͭ̌̅͘.̵̨͓̱͙͙̅̑ͨ̈́̔ͣͫ ̿ͧ͆̓̇̏͒̚͢͏̩̫̲̦̟͖̜̪̬Ẑ͈͓͇͔̗̜̼̺͑͛̅a̸̷̠̺̽͋̔l̦͙̼͛̈ͯ͊ͮͧ̉͛̀͘͟ḡ̯̳͖̞̜̯͓̇̿ͣͧͨ͡ó̴̘̘͍̝̼̓̑̅͘.̢̛̖̫͉̹͗͝ ̶̸̣͈͕̹̯͎́̒
̲͚͔̫̄ͦ͋͜H̙̭̯̺̍ͥ̓̋ͪ̂ͮ͘͝ͅe̷͓̯̹̱̋́͘ ̡͓̤̳̊͊̽̏ͤͮ̔ẅ͖̱̦̱̹̮ͣh̑̂̇ͤ̉҉͎͚͚̯̮̺͙̘͎o̧̪̱̗̞̥̲̽ͦ̃͑ ͙̠͈̙̦͒ͨ̄̏ͫ̇̄ͧ͟W̵̡͔̩͊ͤ͊ͣ̎a͊̏̈́ͧͪ̂͛ͭ҉̵̛̟̲̣͕i͉͙̙̅̍̍̓ͨ͆ͅt͊ͮ̑̂҉̶̟̖͉̜̞͇̜͚s̡̥̜̙̲͔͗̃͋ͪ̌̓̌ͭ͟ͅ ̡̥̔͋ͥ̃Ḇ̷̻̱̮̦̪͉̋̑ͤ̃̕ę̵̢͉̗ͪ͗͐͒̑h̊͗͐͏̖̭̜͕̫̺̖ͅí̢͎͇̪̣̏̑̑ͅn̗͇̙͖͉̻ͭ̐͒̅͌ͯ̾̚̕̕͜ͅd̖̞̗̑ͤͥͩ͒̓̆͊͘ ̡̰͇͓̘͖̣̍͞T̴̛̹̱̤͈ͤ̇h̛̛͋ͭͬͯͦͥͦ̚͏͔͚͉̗̘̗ͅė̴̖̲̦̝̬̤̜̺͋͑̑̃̎̓ͪ̅͜ ͖̠͔̐ͭ͌ͤ̚̚͡W̩̲͈̩ͦ͆̓̏à̼͍̙͓̪͐ͨͭ͑ļ̷̶̪̱̟̲̰̳̙̦̇̽̊̊l̘͉̣͔̰̫̠ͤͯ̚͜.̧̬̞͓̮̫̣̝̹̫̐̊ͨͤ̀̉ͮ͜
̢̲͉̘͈̥͎͍̪̙͛̀̄̐͛ͯͥ̀Ẑ̧̜͕͎̝͍̜̲̓ͬͯ̌͗̐̍̀A̸̳͇͚̘̗̠̫̼ͧ̾̅͆ͤ̈ͩ̿͡L̶̡͍̖͕̉͂̌ͭ̎ͩ̐G̛̟͎̗̼͉̜̬͌Ô̄ͦ̈̉ͭ́̑͠҉̥̹̙̥̗͍!̛̤̻̺̤̱̓̿̈̄͗ͣ̓̑͢


Azastre stays with his arms crossed for some time, disappointed at the lack of valuables around. After some time thinking, he remembers Sandra just took the same stairs as them, so she should be around, right?

Azastre tries to discover where Sandra is/went. If nothing is found, he shrugs and returns to Floor 11 to look for something to enhance his Kestrel in exchange for what he can offer; twisted pieces of golden railing, marble...

Spoiler:  Azastre Ferrusleo (click to show/hide)

Name: Azastre Ferrusleo
Age: ? (appears to be very young)
Gender: Male
Appearance: 5' 10", leanly-built, long light blue hair reaching past his waist and partially tied in a single braid. He has fiery orange eyes, a very young-looking face and is stark naked at the moment except for a pristine white Roma-style toga draped over his shoulders which ends at his thighs and tends to flutter from time to time, much to his dismay. He also wears calligae (roman soldier sandals), altough they are styled like the roman civilians' sandals, despite their sturdier leather.
Class: Crafter/Smith/Inventor.

Skill Points: 0
Skills:
-Acrobatics²
-Ambidexterity²
-Enhanced Attack¹
-Ammocrafting - 41 points
-Pankration - 4 points
-Armorcrafting - 6 points
-Social - 9 points
-Aiming - 30 points
Attack: 2
HP: 45/45
Inventory (aside from clothing):
Masterpiece +2/.1/+10 Mithril Anti-Material Rifle encrusted with Jewels and Leather - Has integrated crystalline eyesights
>four +3/+10 Dual-stage bullets
>two +2/+5 Dual stage iron bullets
>xgold +0/-4 bulletx
>one +4/+2 bullet
>one quartz +2/+3 bullet
>one quartz +4/+4 bullet
>two +3/+6 marble bullets
>one -5/-10 bullet
+.5 Gold-Azurite Non-leather Caestus
+.5 Gold-Azurite Caestus
three large silver daggers
few largish bones of dubious origin
twisted pieces of gold railing
marble?
oversized armor
Silver and bone shoulderguard: Heals the kestrel whenever he roosts there for more than a turn.
-Kestrel: Brownish plumage speckled with black spots (has very sharp talons)

Male
10/10 HP
2 Attack
2 Defense
+1 Leather Armor

-Giant Robot Companion: Is tall and is made of metal.

Spoiler: Chibi Ref (click to show/hide)

[Tiruin]

((Entity of Chaos?

Eeep.))

[SeriousConcentrate]

(I know a lot, but I don't necessarily know anything useful. >.> Although honestly, after reading that description of the dude's face how can you not think of this?)

Kahn continues to give Zalgo all of his nope and look for an escape route upwards.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Sir Kahn
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Appearance:  See next spoiler
Background: Sir Kahn is actually an undercover knight who has been infiltrating a clan of raiders for the past five years in hopes of busting them in the act of some really big scheme they clearly (don't) have in mind.
Attack: 8
HP: 35/35

Equipped: +2 Shocking Plus Spear - Shocks enemy on a roll of 5 or 6
Mountain Bandit Clothing
+4 Marble Dwarven Mountain Armor - It has a 16.66% chance of impeding an action. It's also fake, because Sir Kahn is obviously not a dwarf.

Skills: Polearms (Level 1): 0 pts
Charisma (Level 1): 0 pts

Spoiler: Appearance (click to show/hide)

By Caellath!

[Spinal_Taper]

Ace looks at Ire.
"Ire, you aren't helping."
He turns back to look at Zalgo.
"No, we're as real as you are. How long have you been up in here, anyhow?"

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Class: Revolver-Toting cliche
HP: 14/15
Defense: .5
Attack:5
Skills:
9 leathercraft
INV:
1 +2 Enigma mana bullet((Enter bullet time when shot at self))
1 +4 panning mithril revolver
1 +3 sterling silver revolver
1 +3 xmosaic bulletx
2 +0 silver bullets
2 -5 silver bullets
2 +1 xxsilver bulletsxx
2 +2 silver bullets
2 +2 xsilver bulletsx
1 +10 Pheonix Quartz Bullet ((After being fired, sacrifice 25% of health to recreate it))
1/2 Ashes of Darkness
2 +3 homing magical topaz bullets
1 +2 golden revolver revolver
1 pair Skimpy Goblin Leather Coat ((+2 to social rolls against the opposite gender)).

[IronyOwl]

(I know a lot, but I don't necessarily know anything useful. >.> Although honestly, after reading that description of the dude's face how can you not think of this?)

((Because he doesn't have any blood coming out of him, silly. ))