Dive for the sword, then point a hand at Doodles and utter the word while thinking of him in agony.
Grab sword and attack Serus with it!
Shout a random word and remember which one it is! Think of Serus getting small as I do!
((Shouldn't holding onto a sword be Strength? I wouldn't want to try wrestling something out of, I dunno, Hulk Hogan.))
(There would have been a str roll except that you rolled pretty low and he overshot so you both lost hold of it. If you had been more evenly matched then you would have struggled over it, rather then just kind of loosing hold.)
[serus dex:6+1]
[doodles dex:1-1]
Serus dives and rolls, snatching up the blade in a fluid motion and stepping back toward Doodles as he stumbles towards him, tripping over his own feet. They both yell their words as they come together, doodles walking directly into Serus's blade.
[doodles pot:1]
[serus pot:5+1]
[doodles end:1+1]
(this is really a bad day for Mr.doodles.)
Doodles and Serus stand, frozen, sword driven into Doodles' stomach and blood pouring forth, as the air around them shimmers and boils but finally settles without effect. Looks like the spells failed.
[Doodles fatally wounded:2 turns till death if things remain as they are]
"Sorry big guy, I'm a little confused by all this magic stuff still. But don't worry, I'll take that little sneak down for sure this time!"
"While Serus is distracted, rush up directly behind him and shout the same word as last time, trying to grab onto him if he doesn't pick up the sword, and doing the same hand gesture as before if he does."
In the time it takes you to circle around behind him and then charge in, Serus manages to stab Doodles. Well, so much for that partnership. Still, this is your chance!
You charge in from behind, running till you're right behind Serus and then shout the same word as before, palms pointed toward the man.
[pot:1+1]
Serus' hair stands on end and the air crackles with what you might consider particularly nasty static cling, but thats it.
Yell "GARSTORPIT" at the people fighting in the center of the arena! Pick up metal marbles.
[pot:3+1]
The air a few feet in front of you grows dark, a vile greenish color, and thin black tendrils twitch and stab shakily through it before the air clears, leaving only an acrid smell. You shrug and grab a few metal marbles.
"acting on my own will not work" looking around Patrick see Serus about to be bumrush 'ok' aiming at Ferin Pat yell a word
[pot:5]
You yell your word at the man sneaking up behind Serus. The air in front of you shimmers and blackens, hardening into a great angular boulder, a sharp edged mass of obsidian that thuds heavily to the ground right in front of you.
As Kin felt more rested than he needed he saw a movement from the other side of the place. He couldn't recognize the person but he looked very average. Taking a better look around Kin had a faint recollection of the place being "The Pit", a brutal arena for criminal scum fighting for survival and for the common peoples enjoyment. "But I'm not one. Surely there must be some mix up."
Nevertheless he moved towards the other person, careful not to alert him and readied himself a new sentence: "Roth Kelio". He wasn't going to use it if the person were friendly or at least left Kin alone, but it didn't hurt to be prepared. It was time to stop being a coward. "Hello!"
I have acquired a strange magical book were each and every word in it seems to contain potential magic. I have no idea how I have gotten it but I believe it has something to do with the fact that I and several others have been sent to The Pit. I can't say for sure that I don't deserve this but since I have no recollection up to the point of waking up here I'm sure that I'm more innocent than anyone else.
Back to the book; I've tried it out once. The effect was confusing but I guess it would work as a defensive/offensive move. Maybe it would've worked better had I pointed toward something while I said it.
[Kelio Roth, no gesture, no target]: The air in front of of you distorts for a moment seems to solidify into some sort of barely visible lump before it jerks wildly into the air and then disappears.
I wonder if there is a difference between Kelio Roth and Roth Kelio. Maybe I can test it out.
You walk slowly around the ledge until you reach the person on the opposite side. He seems intent on yelling at the pillars so he doesn't respond to you. Well, at least he doesn't try to murder you either.
"Well, this magic is weaker than I thought.... Perhaps I shouldn't have robbed those girl scouts. They did have it coming, anyone who leaves six hundred Kurricks in a single unguarded envelope deserves to be robbed. I gotta say though, being a magitech scientist is pretty sweet... Fourth Wall be damned! Speccing myself as a caster was a terrible idea!"
Generic! is now my basic offensive move. On touch magical heat ray. Useful. If anyone gets close enough to be razed whether or not they're trying to be friendly, they deserve it. If you wanna be friends, keep your dirty mitts off me, five meters distance. I don't trust any of these worthless chunks of pond scum any more than I trust the legal system around here. If the new sensation of having your blood evaporate inside of you knocks them out or kills them, steal their book. It may have more or different words than mine. This stuff could make me rich. For now I think I'll wait here, sit in a crouch, ready to sprint away or jump up to defend myself but not quite as tiring as standing. I think I'll try to play with magic a bit more, Generic Word of Power. this time while waving my hands in circles. See if gestures have any effect. Also concentrate on placing whatever happens on the floor a meter in front of me, don't want to set myself on fire before the fun even starts. Perhaps this magic is based on a system of: Intent, Power, Words, Gestures. Or maybe not gestures. But Power and Words I am certain.
((Anyone want to team? I'm currently trying to get a codex set and one word per turn will probably get me killed before I accomplish my studies. I have about three words at basic level of comprehension at the moment. Suspected effects: Cloth, Heat/Fire, Metal/Sphere. Willing to trade for new words. Magic sounds like it could be very fun indeed.))
[pot:5+1]
A huge mound of cloth, in many different colors, several feet high materializes in front of you. Huh.
"Hmmm... Let's see... If that one conjures metal... And the other one is lightning..." John thinks for a moment... "Eh, might as well try something new."
John points down at the idiots in the gazebo, and shouts "WORDS OF POWER!"
[pot:2-1]
You speak your words before screaming in pain and staggering back as your left arm glows blindingly and solidifies into solid gold.
Patrick :Green: Pool:2/2
Serus : Red: pool:2/2
Garth : Blue: Pool:2/2 (a few metal marbles)
Possibly: Orange: Pool: 2/2 (some cloth)
Ferin : Yellow: Pool:1/1
Doodles: Purple: Pool:1/1 (Stabbed in stomach, bleeding out)
Kin : Light blue: Pool:2/2
John: Dark red: Pool: 2/3 (Left arm turned to gold from elbow down.)
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