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[Sinpwn]

Satisfied with his new knowledge, Sinclair decides it is time to lend his allies a helping hand, as it seems the battle has restarted
"Hello, gentlemen! My name is Sinclair the Magnificent! I, among other things, am a Meteorologist, and I predict a hell of a lot of fog!"

Stride over the ridge, cast mist-veiled senses at the archers on the tower.

((I presume I'm within hearing range of the battle.))

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

HP: 17/25
MP: 60/66 (3 Regen)
Inventory:
-Floating, runed, metal sphere
-Silver dagger
-Chunk of Daemon Heart
-Daemon Eye
-Daemon Horn
-Orange-Yellow Sealed Scroll
-Scroll of "Drifting Mist Clouds the Eyes of Mind and Body" (Cornflower-blue; Illusion)
-Rust-Red Sealed Blood Magic Scroll
-Robes
-Wizard Hat

Traits:
-Fungal Symbiote
-Well-Read
-Magical Training
-Weakling

Spells:
-Levitate 4MP
-Sunder 8MP
-Detect Magic 3MP
-Freezing Spray 6MP
-Ember Cloak 15MP
-Mist-Veiled Senses 18MP

[Maxinum McDreich]

''Ugh...'' Lei could only get out a call of surprise as pain and loss of breath took over, dropping her to the ground. It was bad enough that stupid wingman decided to attack, the smell of burning flesh managing to make her stomach roll. Not, all she could do was lie on the ground, holding onto the arrow shaft in her chest as she focussed on breathing.
Seeing how unco-operative Greenhaven troops had been, she decided her side. Unable to move away, she focussed her mind and through all sorts of stones, rocks and weapons lying around back up at the tower and their longbowmen. Tears formed from the pain, and being unable to call out a cry for help, but she kept going regardless, determined to end this.

(yes, start giving me bad rolls when it matters. I told you that would happen )

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Lei Senai
HP 22/35
XP: 30

Items: Quarterstaff, Heirloom pendant. Enchanted Pince-nez. An arrow in the chest.
Minor Empath. Minor Telepath. Mental Sensitivity. Telekinesis. Mind Mapper.

[Skyrunner]

Follow Talendir's example by looting the dead while offering a short prayer, wishing for their safe deliverance to the Light.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Mina Ley
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Description:
Background:
Class: (see below; select one, please also list the passive abilities for the class)
Stats:
  HP: 60/60
  MP: 15/15 (Regens 1 MP/turn)

35 XP

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.

Passive:
  Oath of Law
  Smug Satisfaction
  Obnoxious Fascist Pigman : Repulsive to just good, not lawful people. -1 to speaking of morality.
Skills:
  Eloquent
  Longwinded

Inventory:
  Longsword
  +5 XP
  Blessed Oathsword : +2 DMG against undead and demonic creatures;     reciting oath gives +1 to your next combat action [once every 3 turns])
  Leather armor
  You and Law pamphlets, x10

[Tiruin]

((And then Mina completely follows Talendir's movements to the dot. Copying his mannerisms while...looting the dead.  ))

[Skyrunner]

((There. I'm praying for the dead while liquidifying and redistributing wealth. Happy? How many adventurers pray for the dead?)₩

[Spinal_Taper]

((There. I'm praying for the dead while liquidifying and redistributing wealth. Happy? How many adventurers pray for the dead?)₩

((The ones who want to remain paladins while breaking the Paladin codes?))

[Skyrunner]

((Does the code include "thou shalt not loot"? ))

[Spinal_Taper]

((Does the code include "thou shalt not loot"? ))

((Presumably it has something in there about not robbing people. If the gear was owned by them, children/spouses would inherit the goods, thus you're robbing them. If the gear was government issue, you rob the very structure that upholds the law.))

[Flying Dice]

Derm

Enraged, you [6] summon thousands of snakes within the tower. However, none are venomous and few are large enough to constrict an adult human. Nevertheless, suffocation is a very real concern for those within. From what you can see, a number of the snakes were transposed with the people inside and the tower itself. The redcoated melee troops rush out even more rapidly than they entered; the officer looks at you quizzically, "Was that your doing? Not that we mind; more of us would have died rooting the bastards out than we did this way."

-18 MP
+10 XP

((So yeah, you managed to summon a shitload of snakes, and they were deadly. OTOH, if you want to loot or gather information, someone is going to have to shift literal tons of snakes. Not to mention that you've probably made mortal enemies of a snake-worshipping cult somewhere for stealing their sacred supply of the slithery things. And holy alliteration, Batman, because I totally didn't intend to do that.))
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Aero

You decide to fly Derm to safety [2], only to realize that he has already eliminated the only viable threat in the area. The same can be said for protecting your (widely scattered) companions.
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Talendir

Content to clean up, you close the eyes of a number of the fallen. You then move to loot one of the Greenhaven dead near the ramp.

[1]

His sword is broken and his armor is dented. There is nothing in his coinpouch, though you do notice a few flies when you take off his battered helmet. None of his equipment is usable; indeed, much of it would be a hindrance in a fight.
____

Sinterous

With a prideful spring in your step, you crest the small ridge, making grant gestures in the direction of the tower.

[6]

You successfully cast Mist-Veiled Senses on the corpses of a number of archers, cloaking the tower and much of the area around it in a thick, unnatural mist.

-18 MP
____

Lei

You try and gather your strength to throw random objects at the longbowmen in the tower.

[3]

Nothing happens. Sure is a good thing that they got snaked
____

Mina

You move forward, praying for the souls of the dead for all of two minutes before you start desecrating their corpses.

[2]

All you manage to find is a deep feeling of shame. Almost as if deities were looking down on you in disapproval.
____

Hedric stands around, looking all loopy.
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9 turns remaining on Mist-Veiled Senses (Archer corpses)

The redcoated officer and tall cloaked figure manage to find you and thank you all (save Sinterous, as he is still on the ridge) for your assistance, and say that you are welcome to help yourself to anything you can find in the tower, though it may be rather difficult, seeing as how the place is full of living and dead snakes, as well as shrouded in a magical mist. The latter also offers you a map. You note the locations of the last few places you've been. He points out the location of a bridge to the mainland

Spoiler: Map 1.0 (click to show/hide)

[Caellath]

Raising one of his eyebrows at the paladin's antics, Talendir sighs and points towards Mina after noticing her injury.
"You could try to make yourself useful and heal the wounded instead of looting the dead."

"Leave this work for the ever-so-lowly soldier, would you?" he asked, with obvious sarcasm.

Keep trying to loot the dead of Greenhaven outside the tower, trying to search for better armor, weapons and maybe a crossbow or something that allows a ranged attack.

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

Name: Talendir Exomedil
Stats:
-HP: 64/75
-MP: 0/0
-EXP: 41
Inventory:
-Broadsword
-Slightly Dented 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.

[Dermonster]

"Yes, that was, in fact, me. I must say this is rather more spectacular than I was intending. I fit weren't for the massive piles of junk meat I'd say it was a perfect success."

Derm paused and looked at the tower and the surrounding mist, head tilted.

"I don't suppose you could help clear out some of the snakes? Favor for a favor?

Start digging. General looting follows. See if any of the snakes have anything worth harvesting.

HP: 14/30
MP: 20/41

[Spinal_Taper]

"And all was well, thanks to Wizard-dude and Bird-Man."
Aero smirked before flying up to grab a longbow and some arrows. If there's a bunch of the snakes in the way, blow them off with a stiff breeze.
"Hey, do you guys mind if I drown the snakes within with some water?"

[Maxinum McDreich]

''Ow...'' Lei finally managed to catch her breath. Seemed like the arrow wasn't immediate death, despite being in the chest. She fought off the panic rising inside her, and tried to think straight. She needed the arrow out and healed, but couldn't think how.
'Paladins heal... right?' She thought to herself. Lei looked for her comrade. ''Mina... could you help me please?'' She asked, holding the arrow shaft.


(Not sure if this is an action or not. XD)

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Lei Senai
HP 22/35
XP: 30

Items: Quarterstaff, Heirloom pendant. Enchanted Pince-nez. An arrow in the chest.
Minor Empath. Minor Telepath. Mental Sensitivity. Telekinesis. Mind Mapper.

[Flying Dice]

((Not really. I'm sure that you could help shift snakes or loot without any problems. No bleeding mechanics here.  ))

[Maxinum McDreich]

(Really? Damn me and my super realism XD. Oh well, no point changing now )