Prologue: Freedom((Oops, I was trying to think of some way to get free without greedily just freeing myself. I didn't think of anything.))
Protect myself with magic armor.
[5+2-3] You shroud yourself in force-plates.
[1+3] vs [3-1+1+1] Thanks to your new arcane armor, the plant fails to suck out any more delicious blood.
+3 Metamagic
Force Armor: +1 Dodge Rolls((I want the aftereffects (like making negotiation easier?) that a 6 would have caused, since it would have been a 6-1+1 roll there. ))
Rhedarios's ears lower as much as they can while being strangled by a thorny plant as the female knight calls him a seducer. His eyes trail sadly around the length of the vines holding him. The woman should not be a bad person, but she acted like one, arrogant, selfish and unwelcoming of his friendly advances. Well, he should not give up so quickly, but it seemed to be the time for escaping. His head hung low as he started to try to set himself free.
"...Rachel, are you alright? Please stay away, we will try and free ourselves."
His body started to slip and turn inside its prison, although even its own owner had serious doubts about its capacity to do so with efficience. Although he would be free, even if it took time.
Escape from the thorny prison.
[3+1] vs [4+3] You fail to escape the vines' thorny grip.
[6+3] vs [8+1] You do manage to avoid having any blood sucked out, however.
"I'm fine," Rachel calls back, eying the plant cautiously.
Gus closed his eyes and begun to chant the curse of rot, focusing on the vines trapping the Elderly Magician.
"Ach-Perroz Ferrod Tuminz"
[1-1+1-1] You inflict the curse on your own hands instead.
+1 Necromancy
-4 HP Clarence looked irritably at the questioning orc and shook his head emphatically. He had never boasted to be able to change the blood in a person's veins, that was something he had never tried. Blood was an alloy, made of a thousand different things, and transmuting it meant compensating for each of those elements. He'd threatened in the bar to turn the air into something foul, but that had been inside where the air was still. Out here it was windy, actively raining, and this plant was huge- not to mention the fact that plants had the habit of breathing very slowly. He'd probably asphyxiate everyone before he even managed to hurt the plant.
Illi sighed because sighing and grunting were all his ravaged vocal cords could do. He would have dearly loved to give a dissertation on the probable motivations of the plant, notably its hemophagic desire for nutrients and probable growth strategy, but that was impossible. Orc needed to be more observant.
Wriggle free of the vines, then consult my notebook for ways to deal with immense, blood sucking plant monsters.
[4] vs [2] You manage to wriggle free of the now slippery vines. [5] You also manage to get a good distance away from it.
[3] A quick perusal reveals that giant bloodsucking plant monsters are more active when looking for more blood.
Eric sighed. The Alchemist's strict refusal to go with the only good plan Eric had was unsettling; now he didn't see any other way out of this rather than running away and killing the plant from afar.
Eric turned to where the sound came from and answered the pirate captain's covert call:
"No, we ain't got this. You have a plan?"
Try to rot off the vine that's holding me. Ask the Captain for his insight into killing violent, oversized plants.
[3-2+2] You severely weaken the vines gripping you, but fail to rot them off completely.
[10+1] vs [10+1] You and the greatly rotted vines engage in a wrestling match of epic proportions, but it fails to get your blood.
"Yer the wiz'rds!" comes the faint reply.
+1 Necromancy
+1 WrestlingBe tasty!
The plant sucks [2] a bit of blood from the unconscious fire mage.
((Normally you'd probably be dead right now, but since no amount was specified, I'll say you die at -20 HP instead this time.))
-2 HPRachel just stands back, considering what to do next.
[9+4-2] vs [2+3] The knight finally brings her sword through the vines holding her, stumbling free. [3] She almost gets to safety.
[1][2] One crossbowman trips into the vines, the other fails to stumble out of the way.
[7+3][5+3] vs [10+2][9+2] The plant fails to suck the blood out of the first or grab the second.
Rhedarios Eanafaen (Caellath)
16/20 HP
+1 Dodging (2/8)
-
+2 Clawfighting (0/16)
+0 Groveling (1/4)
-1 Flattery (1/2)
+1 Cuteness
-1 Impressiveness
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Obsidian Claw
Lamar Lyonson (Unholy_Pariah)
-10/20 HP
+0 Dodging (1/4)
Flayed Hands: -3 hands actions, -1 all actions
-
+2 Fire Magic (2/16)
+1 Fleshwarping (2/8)
+1 Brawling (0/8)
+0 Pacifying (1/4)
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Iron Mask
Shiny Thin Dagger
Eric (HmH)
13/20 HP
+1 Dodging (2/8)
-
+2 Necromancy (3/16)
+2 Earth Magic (3/16)
-1 Wrestling (1/2)
+1 Hostile Negotiations
-1 Benign Negotiations
-
Skull-less Staff
Empty Blood Jar Soulstone
Clarence Illi (Draignean)
9/20 HP
+0 Dodging (1/4)
Cannot Speak
Missing front section of finger
-
+2 Alchemy (2/16)
+2 Transmutation (0/16)
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Temperemental Alchemist's Notebook
Fine Mudstone Vials
Middle-Aged Weeds
Gustavo Giaspatto (Spinal_Taper)
13/20 HP
+0 Dodging (3/4)
-
+2+1 Persuasion (2/16)
+1-1 Necromancy (1/8)
+0 Conversation (0/4)
+1 Social
-1 Magic
-
Made Mans Glove
Chair Leg
Greg (Nirur Torir)
15/20 HP
Force Armor: +1 Dodging
-1+1(+1) Dodging (0/2)
-1 Being Healed
-
+2 Metamagic (6/16)
+1 Restoration (4/8)
-1 Fine Manipulation
Clawed
Carnivore
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The Ways and Forms of the Body
Rachel, Lieutenant Rogue
10/15 HP
+3 Dodging (0/32)
+2 Knifing (0/16)