Inside a crystalline labyrinth...Tom just keeps on blundering through the caves, hoping to find something murderable.
[Blundering roll: 5]
And he does! At a certain point, there looks to be an elderly, somewhat plump woman walking down one of the tunnels. She appears to be whispering something, and the crystals seem to be expanding as she does so. Curious.
[Perception roll: ?]
He's a bit too far to hear the particulars of it, however. Wonder why she's doing this, though.
Inside the digestive tract of some creature...Mark, not willing to go to a stomach in this lifetime, attempts to rip up this damnable digestive tract right up!
[Mark vs. Digestive Tract: 1 vs. 1]
Though the digestive tract is soft enough to be possible to hideously traumatize, the cramped conditions and constant movement also make sure that he cannot really exert enough force on the wall at any moment to actually cause a significant amount of damage.
As he tries to get into a more comfortable position, he is suddenly free and plummeting down, landing on a rough rock-like surface. Dang, it sure is dark in here.
On a metallic rooftop...Darren attempts to teleport by the killer and distract him!
[Spectral Teleportation roll: 3]
He teleports a short distance, finding himself right on the doorstep of the house. Too far for ventriloquism to be truly effective, but close enough to see what happens next.
In a blood-coated square...Yorinnsud, seeing the man approach, goes forth and tries to kill him!
As she runs forth, the man suddenly puts away his main weapon and draws something else - a wooden pentacle! That's... a strange thing to throw. Ah, he'll be killed nonetheless!
[Man vs. Yorinnsud: 6+1 vs. 1]
As Yorinnsud charges, the man, spinning around three times in place, hurls the pentacle with astonishing force. In but a split second it reaches Yorinnsud's throat, slicing through the flesh like warm butter! Yorinnsud's eyes widen in shock as the pentacle passes through effortlessly, flying off into the distance. She feels the world slowly become dark.
[Will roll: 1]
Okay, she can keep control, she can do this! She can survive! She's survived decapitation before, this is nothing!
Suddenly, the pentacle returns, following the gods only know what twisted form of physics! It slices straight through her chest, and Yorinssud gets a pretty good look at the heart she stole from Linda as bits of it join the sea of gore already littering the square. Yorinnsud collapses, her head slipping off her neck and making a splashing noise as it hits the bloody cobblestones.
[Will roll: 2-1]
Her body drops to its knees and falls chest forward to the ground. Yorinnsud gets a good look at her assailant, a man in a dark blue armored robe with a golden insignia in the shape of a dog's head emblazoned on it (though the gore, admittedly, makes all those things difficult to see), as he competently catches the escaping pentacle and places it back inside his robe.
[Will roll: 1-2]
As her vision goes out and the world slows down to a crawl, she sees the man slowly draw his signature weapon, the one he killed half the square's people with.
It is a metallic weapon, somewhat resembling a sword. However, the way it bends in his hands is unmistakable. It could only be one thing.
A bladed whip.
Yorinnsud has met a violent second death!Not sure why, but I really didn't expect the dice to do what they did just now.
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Topic: Life Begins At Death - Epilogue: We Live And Live Again (Read 562804 times)