In the streets of Emlocke...
Mark tries to get up as quickly as possible to finish that wind magickin' Linda. Yorinnsud, on the other hand, does not.
[Mark recovery roll: 1+1]
As Mark gets up, Linda lets loose another magical assault.
[Linda magic roll: 3]
This time it is but a minor gale, hardly anything to be worried about. Mark once more tries to kill Linda and kill her as hard as possible!
[Mark vs. Linda: 2+1 vs. 6]
Linda trips Mark up as he stabs forward, letting the homicidal skeleton fall to the ground right on his skeletal face! Linda then tries to magic something up again!
[Linda magic roll: 2]
However, close combat seems to be a bit too stressful for her, as she seems to be unable to quite concentrate. The blood loss doesn't help either.
[Mark recovery roll: 4+1]
By the time she is in any position to try again, Mark is once again upon her with his halberd!
[Mark vs. Linda: 3+1 vs. 6]
Damn, she's just too fast for him! What's a skeleton to do?
[Linda magic roll: 6]
Linda suddenly lifts off from the ground, inhales dramatically and creates a sudden, massive gust of stormy wind! Mark is blasted off his feet and hurled right into a nearby house at a most unhealthy velocity!
[Mark endurance roll: 6]
Mark braces himself for impact and, though he is blasted straight through a house, the only mark on his body is a series of very small fractures! He charges straight back out and tries to stab Linda once more!
[Mark vs. Linda: 4+1 vs. 3]
He leaps through the air and tries to behead Linda, but only manages to create a large, painful gash across her kidney area before landing once more!
[Linda endurance roll: 5]
Linda is less than impressed, however. Powering through massive blood loss, she goes for more magic!
[Linda magic roll: 3]
The breeze around the area strengthens a bit and Linda starts to slowly ascend higher up.
[Mark vs. Linda: 6+1 vs. 2]
However, what is a bother is that Linda's still alive. Mark takes it upon himself to fix this immediately. He takes careful aim and hurls his halberd like a javelin, aiming straight for the witch's heart. The projectile flies rapidly, rapidly enough for the floating mage to be unable to dodge it in any reasonable fashion, and she is struck right through the chest, bisecting her heart and severing the spine before stopping. Linda clutches the halberd and violently falls to the ground, massive amounts of blood spilling across the street. Looks pretty dead to Mark.
All in all, a job well done. Mark reclaims the halberd and gets to the important task of practicing his surgical skills. And helping Yorinnsud, he guesses.
[Medicine roll: 6]
He decides that it is probably time to get artistic. After all, any sawbones can bolt body parts back on, but only the true performance surgeon can create true works of art. He starts his grisly work, slicing up Linda's corpse with what can only be described as a profoundly inspired glee.
Since this is only his second time trying this, he decides to go a simpler route. Since Linda's spine is already severed at that particular point, he chooses to just sever the entire body at that point. He then severs Yorinnsud's neck with all it's mangled vertebrae and simply adds the top part of Linda's torso on top. It takes a lot of work, but eventually he gets a nearly seamless transition worked out. He even fixes up the robes so that they look like one continuous robe rather than two fragments.
Yorinnsud now actually looks pretty weird, like a seven-foot-tall elongated four-armed woman. And it looks like she has solid command of all her limbs! Success!
Wait, no. Something's still missing. Mark purposefully strides up to the remains of Linda and dips his finger in her blood, which is still relatively fresh. He goes back to Yorinnsud and draws a rough approximation of a smiling face on her chest.
There. Now she's done.
In a house near the temple...
Not seeing any point in going on a maximum shark rampage just yet, Luke tries to interview the rude people living in this house.
"ALL I WANT IS INFORMATION, WHERE IS THE DEMON SUMMONER?"
[People reaction roll: 4]
"Whaddaya want from 'im?"
In a house of some kind...
Tom takes the cloak and puts it on. Aw yeah, lookin' like a treacherous nobleman already. This, however, further exacerbates the need for an evil mustache. But where would he get one? Maybe the kitchen?
[Kitchen stuff roll: 3]
Well, the kitchen doesn't have any food or vessels in it. It's all either stolen or was taken by the owners when they left. And the pantry seems to be empty. Really, the only things around here are a bit of firewood and an oven. Though depending on one's needs that may also suffice.
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Topic: Life Begins At Death - Epilogue: We Live And Live Again (Read 563108 times)