((What modifiers? And get what to 20?))
((... what? <___< It's simple.
roll 1d100+MAG for the teacher.
Then 1d100+MAG+[teacher's roll/2 (round down)]-50 for the student, DC 80.
If you succeed, add 1 to a pool. If you crit, you add 3 instead.
If you fail, add nothing. If you critfail, you pass out until the next morning and can't use magic for a day after that.))
"ooooh... Haev hyoo been heeveen seeks weet Angy?
"N-no!"
She blushes furiously.
She looks around. "Hwee teenk Angy hweeshees eet be deefreent." She giggles. "Hyoo Shood. Angy ees soopeemeex." She shakes her head. "eenweey. Nee heelp Angy."
I-I'm dead, so I-I really c-couldn't. Anywayssss we n-need to focusss on h-helping Angerus.
((Bolded word needs translation because its late.))
((It could be either soup mix or super max or something. Anyway.))
"Hweel, hwee could feex daet..." She taps her lips. "Hoo dee yee faeel 'beet zeembs? neewee, hyees. Angy. Hweer ees hae?"
"I-I was unwritten f-from reality ssssso I'm n-not sssssure how t-that would work. A-anywayssss we are in Angerus'sssss m-mind. We have b-been traveling t-th-through his memoriesssss to f-find a way t-to unbreak him."
She blinks. "hmmm... Hwee meet heeve een eeda." She nods. "Leeter. Neew... hemm... hweer whood Angy bee... Haew deed angy geet breeked?"
"A-after waking up from the posssst-missssion sssleep A-angerus noticed Medea f-faint. H-he was concerned about h-her ssssafety and recalled a conversssation i-in which Issssaac h-had mentioned ssssomething about her h-hair. He t-tr-tried to wake her up by ssssstroking it b-but it turnssssssss out t-that turnsssssss her on. H-he wasssss mobbed by thossssse wh-who already knew thisssss and b-becausssse of hisss ssssstubornessssss he d-didn't let g-go until he wassss told what h-he wassss doing. Thissssss russssh of embarresssssment b-brought back memoriesssss of me. T-then he remembered I wasssss d-dead. Thisssssss broke h-him and he went into a c-ca-catatonic ssssstate."
"Hwee sheed geew tew hees haepeest meemrae ooff yew."
"I c-can't really control w-which memoriessss are brought up. I-I'm jussst a mental con-consssstruct created by h-hissssss mind."
"Hookee. Hwee'll doo eet. Hwee're neet veeree geed eet ewwsaeng hour see-kick steef. Dees meet haert." She screws up her eyes, and a feeling like a massive fucking earthquake rocks around them as she psychically 'nudges' his mind in the direction of his happiest memory with the snake-girl with all the grace and subtlety of a runaway freight train.
The world seems to shake as the plain of images disappears and the infirmary room appears again. This time it seems to be morning and Angerus is still praying by the bedside. Ke stirs a tiny bit.
Cultist approaches him. "Angy?"