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[Tiruin]

((It happens. D:

Lazarus is a must have, and can easily be deactivated when not on B12 or in any dire situation when text is of the utmost importance.

Also, PTW because why-am-I-not-here-waitlist))

[Flying Dice]

Talendir

This journey had been irritating from the beginning, but this...! You dash forward, putting a bit of your anger into a slash at the bear-thing [4] v. [3], which lands cleanly, tearing a long wound down its side. Stepping back, you flick greenish ichor from your sword, snorting in derision at the beast.
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Derm and Aero

The two of you bicker for a moment, before Aero spirals down into the gap in the trees, narrowly avoiding the interwoven branches. Both of you land near-silently in thick, tall grass near the center of a clearing. You look around, trying to determine where the movement that Aero supposedly saw was. Aero spots them first, pointing to draw Derm's attention to the pair of humans dressed in earth-toned clothing at the edge of the clearing. One clutches a spear, while the other has a dagger in one hand, with a half-filled satchel on their back, which appears to contain a number of herbs and fungi. Both are looking away from you, warily scanning the forest.
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Mina

Hearing sounds of battle, you run from the creek to where your comrades stand, confronting some creature. As you approach, the young warrior-Talendir, his name was?-snarks at you, telling you to go back and drown yourself. Hurt, you reproach him, to which he responds by identi-no, by accusing you of being a paladin (as if it were dishonorable!), questioning your "true" goal in this quest. You start to shout back, but your merchant persona cuts you off, shelving it for a later date, as you stab at the contaminated bear. [5] v. [6] Your strike is shallow, chipping a few bits of bark away, and the bear swats back at you, leaving a trio of narrow cuts on your extended arm.

-4 HP
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Hedric

Your mind clears as you run at the beast, jumping and kicking off of its chest [6] v. [1] with great force, cratering a small section of bark, propelling yourself up into the branches of a tree, scratching your skin and clothes slightly. Drawing your dirk, you jump into a swan-dive, blade aimed at the bear's head. [6] v. [6] As you fall, the bear's bark-encrusted ear shatters and falls away as a large mushroom erupts from its skull, rushing up to meet you. Your blade sinks deep and the shaft of the fungus snaps, throwing you off-balance. You tumble to the ground, managing to pull the severed fungus under you to help cushion the fall.
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Sinterous

You swagger towards the bear-plant-thing, a confident grin on your face as you chant an aria, swirls of chilled air gathering in front of your raised hand. You fire the air at your foe, supercooling it in flight, [4] v. [6] and it washes over the creature! It has little apparent effect, though a small amount of frost forms on the thing's head and chest.
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The bear shudders, its skin and bark rippling as something flows beneath. A number of shoots burst forth, some burrowing into the ground at the edge of the road as others blossomed into immense flowers nearly half a meter in diameter. Their petals wavered as if in a light wind, and clouds of spores burst forth, spraying out at the four standing before the former bear!

Hedric's eyes widen as he staggers to his feet, [2] v. [1], a tightly packed stream of yellowish spores passing overhead. In his surprise, he stumbles back, falling to the ground again. As he lands, he accidentally slices his left arm with his dirk, leaving a long, narrow gash.

-3 HP

A larger cloud of spores shoots towards Talendir [3] v. [6], missing him entirely as he jumps back, bringing his free arm up to cover his mouth and nose; and towards Mina [5] v. [2], who inadvertently inhales a clump of them!

More spores are projected towards Sinterous at high speed [4] v. [3], and he involuntarily breathes a number of them in, coating his throat and lungs.

Mina:
Your body trembles as [4] you feel the spores taking root, spending themselves as near-microscopic tendrils rapidly grow throughout your body, making connections with your brain. You feel an Other within you, and it "speaks", projecting raw thoughts into your mind:

growemergedefendconsume

As you try to resist the presence, it completes the bonding process, and your skin begins to develop a light greenish tint. Small flowers sprout from strands of your hair. You feel more complete, somehow.

Skill Gain: Symbiotic Floral Infestation: Mild photosynthetic abilities augment natural human regeneration (+1 HP and +1 MP restored each turn in direct sunlight or equivalent); minor physiological changes.

Sinterous:

You quiver [4], feeling threads of nonhuman matter growing through your flesh. You can faintly make out a whitish glow at places where they are near the surface of your skin. A thick strand grows along the outside of your spine, branching off to wrap around your skull. The seperated strands meet beneath the skin of your forehead, a bit above your left eye. With a mild pain, the growth breaks through, sprouting a bundle of thin, white mushrooms. They glow with the same light as the tendrils beneath your skin. As the foreign matter bonds itself to you, a strange feeling of power washes over you, as if a few drops had just been added to your magical reserves.

Symbiotic Fungal Infestation: Naturally magical fungi have merged with your body, slightly increasing your magical reserves and regeneration (+3 MP capacity, +1 MP regeneration per turn); minor physiological changes. The growth on your head provides slight illumination, comparable to a single candle.
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The former bear sinks slightly into the earth; its flowers droop. Smaller fungi burst forth, growing rapidly over the trembling bark and fur.

((Okay, there it is. And holy shit, you two got lucky with those infestation rolls. I had some really nasty stuff prepared for failures; I'm actually a little disappointed I didn't get the chance to use it. 

And I've started saving current turns as word docs every paragraph or so, in addition to writing down the rolls.))

[Tiruin]

((That was...very fast!))

[Skyrunner]

((What are those minor physiological changes? o_O))

((Also, Enokidake mushrooms are tasty in a stew of duenjang or bulgogi. ))

[Flying Dice]

((A reminder of the stuff growing inside you and the outward changes; the tendrils of floral/fungal matter, the flowers/enokidake, the greenish skin.


@Tiruin: I'm used to writing really fast for stories so I can get things out while I have motivation, plus I've only got a little time before I need to leave for my shift and wanted to get over being annoyed before then.  ))

[Skyrunner]

((Oh; so no psychological changes? o_O))

[Flying Dice]

((Oh; so no psychological changes? o_O))

((Correct. Apart from having a symbiote capable of communicating simple feelings and sensations. Of course, if you decide that your character has a problem with it, you're free to create mental issues.))

[Dermonster]

((Man, everyone is getting bonuses left right and center.))

*cough* "Hello there!"

[Sinpwn]

"Odd... Oh well, mana for the mana god, mushrooms for the mushroom throne. Let's get going."

Freeze the growing mass that was once a bear and continue on.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

HP: 25/25
MP: 46/66 (3 Regen)
Inventory:
-Floating, runed, metal sphere
-blank scroll
-Silver dagger

Levitate 4MP
Sunder 8MP
Detect Magic 3MP
Freezing Spray 6MP

[Skyrunner]

((Can you tell us what the bad results were? Curiosity I wonder if ... being body usurped was in there >.>))

Mina blinks, then continues.

Oh, dear, MM thought, now we're a plant-infested freak! PM thought nothing.

Mina surreptitiously looked at her skin, and a few stands of her hair, a few of which had flowers on the ends.

Now she looked like some kind of druid, or whatever lived in trees, or nature spirits. D:

[Caellath]

((I thought Paladin Mina would be freaking out for becoming an inhuman aberration.))

[Skyrunner]

((She's in shock.))

[Spinal_Taper]

Aero lets Derm off of his back onto the ground gently setting him down. Then, he turned to the people, and walked towards them with a swagger in his step.
"Uh hey, you guys! S'up?"

[Caellath]

Talendir finished attacking the mutated creature with a clean slash - focusing part of the anger he had against paladins on his attack - and almost immediately got back to his controlled, disciplined combat stance and manner, his eyes focusing the once-bear with the cold indifference of a seasoned killer. Just another day fighting was not out of his routine.

The former knight saw as the creature prepared and launched its final attack. Talendir leapt back while covering his face to defend from the spreading spores and watched as both the paladin and the wizard were overtaken by mutations. A slight smile appeared on his face as the paladin was contaminated; so much caring for purity and humanity...

"What has become of your purity, paladin?"
Still smiling faintly, the soldier turned around and resumed going his way.

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.

[Skyrunner]

Mina stayed silent, as if she didn't even register the words Talendir said.
She kept brushing through some of her hair, looking at the ends, and touching her very slightly green skin.