In the streets of Emlocke...As
Tom rolls away into the darkness,
Mark gives chase, immediately followed by
Yorinnsud!
[Tom rolling escape roll: 1-1]
[Mark pursuit roll: 5+1-
1]
[Yorinnsud pursuit roll: 1]
Mark, moving at a brisk run, quickly catches up to Tom and grabs him! Yorinnsud, meanwhile, strolls in Tom's general direction, stopping to look at particularly interesting walls at inopportune intervals.
[Mark strength roll: 4]
Mark carefully lifts Tom, though the weight of the body is clearly giving his remaining leg a fair bit of trouble! As he hops back carefully, Yorinnsud eventually catches up in her sightseeing trip and offers help!
[Yorinnsud strength roll: 4+1]
She picks up Tom in her many arms and the three undead start to walk back toward the necromancer that started this whole mess.
Next to a highly secure house...Darren, once more in a position of helpfulness, goes inside the house, marveling at the fact that the walls, oddly enough, are also steel! And at least a foot thick, too! He looks inside the house and finds it to look pretty normal, other than the reinforced furniture, locked steel cabinets and utilitarian magical lighting around. So, not very normal at all. He looks around for a possible owner, all the while attempting to remain utterly stealthy.
[Search roll: 1]
[Stealth roll: 6]
He gets into a steel-covered living room chair and shuffles forth with his telekinesis, looking for any occupants! He eventually finds an odd sort of room - a room filled with odd devices of all kinds. One in particular catches his eye - it looks like a backpack, but a metallic one! And there is an odd thing, like a crossbow but without the bow part and made of pipes and metal, attached to it.
For some reason, this artifact makes him feel nervous somehow. And this is no small part due to the incredibly loud metallic screeching sounds made by the chair as it was dragged along the floor, which has probably alerted the people in the building that something might be up.
In the middle of something resembling a very pink version of the apocalypse...Luke attempts to possess the pink, hoping to become a world-shattering apocalyptic event!
[Intelligence roll: ?]
He has no idea how to do this, mind you, but by the gods he is going to try his damnedest!
[Possession roll: 6-
2]
Letting instinct take care of all the hard, actually challenging parts of possessing things, he lets his soul move on toward the ensuing pink, becoming one with it in a slow, deliberate process! No longer a mere pink tetrahedron, Luke is now a pink cloud of immense proportions!
That is, until what he perceives to be critical pink build-up in a limited space occurs. At that point, Luke feels like he has been torn into a billion little pieces, scattered to the winds and reassembled in a violent event that reenacts the creation of the stars themselves, only about a trillion times faster and infinitely more painful!
[Luke will roll: 4]
He manages to keep hold of himself through the event, albeit barely! He feels the wall of the dome implode suddenly, flying into him and seemingly disappear.
It's pretty odd being a miniature
Pink Vortex!
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