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[Caellath]

"Finally. You bunch are slow as bricks, you know that?"

"Just shut up and keep walking."

[Sinpwn]

Throw the sphere high into the air, extending a hand and letting the sphere fall to a stop above it before repeating. Continue walking.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

HP: 25/25
MP: 47/60 (2 Regen)
Inventory:
-Floating, runed, metal sphere
-2 blank scrolls
-Silver dagger

((How are the blank scrolls used. Am I able to invent spells?))

[Flying Dice]

((How are the blank scrolls used. Am I able to invent spells?))

((Basically, you can attempt to create a new spell. You give me the effect you want, with a specific role [In other words, you could attempt to create "an offensive ice spell", and the result would be some sort of attack spell that uses ice, with the strength/usefulness determined by the roll for spell creation. So a 3 might give you a weak spell that causes mild frostbite for a small amount of MP and has a mild drawback; a 5 would give you a strong spell with MP costs in line with your other spells; a 6 would give you a strong spell with negative side effects on casting; a 1 would mean you ruined the scroll, and so on.]

You'll get a +1 to the roll if it is a spell type you have seen used before, and you might get a -1 if you try to create a really over-the-top spell for your point in the game; trying to create a Meteor equivalent right now would take a lot of luck to get right, whereas trying to create it quite a bit further on would be more likely.))

[Spinal_Taper]

"Now, why did you do that? I was about to resolve the situation!"
Aero says, as he walks down the road, clearly in a huff.

[borno]

"Who's Haedric? Definitely not me. And why would anyone have a gem? The only way to have a gem is to be royalty, and we have no royalty. Nope. None at all."

Hedric starts walking quickly away from derm.

Stats: HP: 35/35
MP: 0/0
Skills:Nimble Hands, Leaps and Bounds.

[Flying Dice]

Party

You walk down the road.

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Sinterous

As you walk, you toss and catch your focus a few times experimentally; the spell seems to be holding up perfectly.

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Hedric

You make sure to stay as far away from Derm as the road allows.

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After around thirty-five minutes, you reach the edge of the forest and pass under the crumbling stone arch. The trees grow tall and wide, interlocking branches allowing only a few rays of sunlight to reach the forest floor. If it weren't for the darkness, you feel that you could see quite far, as few bushes grow between the old, thick trees. What grasses and fungi there are hardly reach past your shins. The air chills slightly, more so than simply being out of the sun would cause. A bobbing cyan light hovers above the road about a dozen meters farther into the forest. The glow it emits doesn't seem to reach far from it, and pulses in a short cycle. It darts back and forth as if encouraging you to follow.

[Caellath]

Keep walking.

Spoiler: Talendir Exomedil - Soldier (click to show/hide)

Name: Talendir Exomedil
Stats:
-HP: 75/75
-MP: 0/0
Inventory: (see below/linked to class; you may include a small, nonmagical trinket or memento; your basic clothing is assumed to be on you)
-Broadsword
-Heater Shield
-Chainmail (soaks 12 damage from mundane attacks, adds +4 damage to electrical effects on you)
-Broken greatlance handle: A beautifully designed and crafted part of a spear/polearm handle, measuring around 5 inches and partly broken. Judging by its sheer resilience, the business end of the weapon it once belonged to was very heavy.
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Description: Slightly tanned skin, honey-colored eyes and pitch-black hair in a ponytail, tied with a small tattered dark red ribbon which can get him some weird looks from anyone who notices it. Tall and strong, with well-defined although not exaggerated muscles. On top of his chainmail he usually wears a long-sleeved black jacket with an equally black vest and brown long-sleeved shirt underneath, plus an extra shirt under the chainmail. His pants are black and so are his resilient boots. Under his clothing, the skin over large areas of his body is riddled with scars, varying in size and shape. His hands are covered in bandages.
Class: Soldier
-Hardened: You take -3 damage from all physical attacks.
-Great Strength: You can use heavy weapons without penalty or increased danger from failures.
-Few Words: You aren’t much for talking with strangers, and are less likely to convince people you don’t know. (-1 to speech/persuasion rolls for strangers)
-Brother/Sisterhood: You bond closely with those around you, and are willing to risk yourself to defend them. (+1 to rolls in which you are acting to protect another party member)
Skills:
-Weaponmaster: You have an incredible depth of knowledge on weaponry, and gain +3 damage to all successful attacks with melee weapons.
-Squire History: You were once a squire for a knight, and can make small repairs to damaged weapons and armor. (+1 to repair rolls for medieval weapons/armor)
Background: Talendir was born to a simple family which desired a better future for its children. Turning into a knight meant having a shot at brighter days by renting your sword and skill to a lord, and because of that their small boy was sent to be a squire at a castle. He learned how to perform repairs in weaponry and armor as well as how to ride a horse, the last one as a hidden activity. The lord of the castle did not care for lowborn assistants nor was willing to allow the knight assigned to Talendir to teach the boy anything but the skills needed to keep the older man's armor clean and his weapons sharp.

Even in an environment were all opportunities seemed to be denied to him, he still strived to fulfill his and his parents' dream, working during the day and practicing whilst all the souls inside the property slept, focusing on melee after getting his ranged warfare capabilities up to a reasonable standard. His abilities grew exponentially as the result of dedication and training, and his self-inflicted crucible to become a knight finally ended at the young age of 16, when his skills with close-combat weaponry had become so unnervingly obvious he managed to soundly defeat a knight and was granted full knighthood by the lord of the castle by sheer interest in using him as a tool for war.

Talendir became known for his ease in wielding extremely weighty weaponry as it was no more complicated than swinging a dagger around, and capitalized on that fame with his heavy set of armor and weapons, usually carrying an enchanted Horseslayer greatlance and a very large steel round shield, both of which had part of his smithing efforts. His happiness would not last long, and he was expelled from knighthood at the age of 17 for reasons unknown during his first campaign. The events of that time caused him to take on a sour and occasionally jaded attitude as well as becoming hostile towards paladins.

He started to work as a mercenary soldier to survive, gaining experience through a couple of years before being attracted by the call for adventurers.

[borno]

Hedric's eyes flicked back and forth, as he felt a sense of unease. He hated dark forests- They were the perfect places for ambushes.
"Hey, could you please stop making that light? It makes me feel... Kinda worried..."
Hedric suddenly breaks into a trot.

Stats: HP: 35/35
MP: 0/0
Skills:Nimble Hands, Leaps and Bounds.

[Sinpwn]

"Go bother someone else."

Levitate the light away from the path and keep walking. If it does anything threatening, repeatedly bash it against a tree.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

HP: 25/25
MP: 49/60 (2 Regen)
Inventory:
-Floating, runed, metal sphere
-2 blank scrolls
-Silver dagger

[Dermonster]

"A Will-o-Wisp eh? Their dust is very useful..."

Increase it's gravity field significantly. Harvest remains.

HP: 30/30
MP: 29/40 (Regens 5 MP/turn)
Inventory: Towering Pillar of hats.

[Flying Dice]

((Just a bit of notice, but as of Monday I'm going to be really busy and might not be able to do updates right away.

[Spinal_Taper]

Chase the light!

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Aero Tyrious
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Description:Aero, like most Winddancers lived on the road. Despite being a traders son, he was always eager to do something more. Eventually, he found his calling, heroism.
Background:
Class: Winddancer
Stats:
Skills:
-Stormborn: You can control weather, using it to both in combat and to aid travel. MP use varies based on application.
Inventory: -1 Spear
-2 Javelins
-1 Half Charm (A small blue-green gem, meant to be the centerpiece for jewelry.

[Skyrunner]

Just keep walking.

[Flying Dice]

Talendir

You ignore the light, walking past it without changing pace.
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Hedric

You trot past Talendir and the orb, asking nobody in particular to stop making the light.

The orb's glow dims for a moment, then intensifies. You hear a faint whispering in your head.

Kill, devour, kill...
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Sinterous

You attempt to levitate the orb of light away from the path [1], but your spell doesn't seem to have any effect. The orb weaves back and forth a bit; the temperature drops noticably and frost begins to form on the grass and leaves. The orb's glow brightens further. You hear murmurs, but they aren't loud enough for you to understand.

-4MP
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Derm

You weave your power, trying to intensify the pull of gravity on the orb. [3] You feel your tendrils of energy catch for a moment, but they pass through. Traces of white crackle through the cyan glow.

-6 MP
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Aero

You run at the light, trying to chase it. [6] You grab on to it, though it seems rather insubstantial. A broken, shaky voice speaks, "Poo-ooorly d-done!"
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Mina

You walk past the orb and the fool hanging from it, trying to ignore the voice and changes in temperature and light.

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The orb growls, somehow, and the air hums with raw power. Patches of ice grow across the road and along the trees. A moment later, spikes of ice erupt, thrusting themselves at you!
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Talendir: You feel a cold breeze and turn; a shard of ice is flying towards you! [1] v. [4] Thankfully, it doesn't have enough momentum and rebounds off of the road several meters away. You sidestep as it skids past you.
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Hedric: You hear noises behind you and turn to see what is happening. A patch of ice to your left quivers and a large spike stabs at your stomach. [3] v. [5] You jump, landing atop the spike and stab down with your dirk, breaking the ice into fist-sized chunks.
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Sinterous: Musing over your failed spell, you don't notice the spear of ice stabbing at you from behind. [3] v. [1] It slashes through your clothing, missing you by less than a centimeter! You slip on a patch of ice, smashing your face into it.

-2 HP
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Derm: Ice stabs from a patch nearly underneath your feet ([6] v. [1.]), cutting along your leg and penetrating deep into your thigh! The shard of ice overextends and breaks off, stuck in your leg.

-12 HP
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Aero: You notice a bit of movement behind you and let go of the orb. [2] v. [4] A spike of ice shoots through the empty space where you were a moment ago.
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Mina: As you walk past the orb a fragment of ice is projected from a block of the stuff in the crook of a tree, heading straight at your head. [3] v. [4] You duck, and the ice lands on the road several meters behind you.
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A scream echoes through the forest and the ice spreads further. The temperature is very low; your breath fogs the air and several of you shiver slightly.

[Sinpwn]

Launch some of the nearby spikes of ice at the orb using Levitate.