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Try again to grow healing fruit!
CMP [4]
POT [4]Isaac once again tried to grow the elusive medical plant that bore healing fruit. He wove the spell with skill and power, his magic bore into the ground, and outwards bursted a small tree, all entirely green, with a single pink fruit.
MOAR POWA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CMP [1]
POT [3+2]
LUCK [2]David, angered by his recent failures, lashed out with another spell. His anger fuelled the power, but clouded his mind. Once again, David found the horizon rising as the pit in which he stood gained depth. Dirt walls around him reached almost three meters in height now. "Well this can't get any worse" David exclaimed, and right after his words, brittle dirt that formed the walls around him collapsed inwards, trapping David up to his waist.
((Powerful mages don't go to different dimensions, they bring the dimension to them. Not sure if that was beneficial or not, though.))
Aether sense my new surroundings for anything interesting.
CMP [3+1]
POT [6+1]
LUCK [9]Jase, faced with unknown and alien landscape, chose to examine his surrounding without any quick moves, as not to anger leathery grass that grew under his feet. He focused search spell, and was almost overwhelmed by the amount of information that washed over him. The spell informed him of every blade of grass and every particle of dirt that surrounded him. Jase barely managed to cut the spell before it caused permanent damage. As mage was recovering from information influx, he heard a echoing voice from behind.
W͟e̵͢ ̷w͟͢͞e̵r̸̕e̵ ̀̀͡c̴a̧͏p̛͏t͜͠u͢͜͢r̴̕e͟d̵҉ ͜͏b͠͠y̢͏ ̨̢҉Ą̴͜r̶͜͡c͞͡h̶͏m̨̕a̧͢g̶̷e͘͞ ͢T͝҉h́͠o̧̢l͏҉̢m̸̶i̵҉us ̢͘͡a҉̛n͢͏d̀͘ ̢͘i̴̴̕m҉p̕r̵̕ì̀so͝͡n͡͡ęd͞ ̧h̛͝e͡re̵,̧̧ ҉t҉̛o̷͜҉ ͢p̛r̡̨͡o҉̕͟v̨҉į̀͠de̕͜ ̸c͘͏h̴a̕͠l̴e͘n͘͘ǵ͜e ͞҉ţ̡͜ó ̛̀͢t͡͠͝h͠ơ̴s̸͞e th̢̡a̴͜͝t ̵́w͏͏óùĺ̴͝d̵ ̵co̧͜͡m͢ȩ͟. ҉͟B̵y̴̢͡ ̵̕͠d̡̧e̷͢st̶r҉̛o̢̧̡yi̡ng ̧̀͝ţ͟h̷͘e̢͞ ͜͢p̸̨ļ͞a̴̷na̸͜͢r ̨͞s̕h̛̕i̶̴f̨t̴e͏r̷,̡҉ ̛yo̵͏̕ư͝ ͏̷҉h̨̀à͟v͡e̵ ̧͜d́es͏͘t̀r̷̡͠oy҉e͘͝d̴ ̸̨̕ou̴̸r͠ ͞p̡͠r̸͜į͡s̡̀ò̀n̛҉͟ ̵͠a҉̛ǹ̷d̵ ̶͝fr҉͡ę͢҉è̕d̴ ̴̧ù̶̵ş̷.̧̀ ̵̕F͜͞o̵r͟ ̷̴͜t̡hi͠s͏, ̴҉w̢̧e̶̢͝ t͘͝ha̵ǹ̨͜k͢͠ ̴̀y͟͞óu̕.As Jase turns around, he is greeted by three humanoid figures, slightly over 2m tall, looking like lean cthulhu's in robes. They stretched out their hands forward, and aethermancer is overcome with visions of mysterious magical powers that were used to make this plane. After Jase woke up, the cthulhu trio were gone, and Jase remembered new spells, he had never known before.
(Summoning affinity gained)
Tentatively put a shard into the altar, to see what happens.
LUCK [4]Leo inserted one of his soul shards into the magma altar and stepped back as magma formed in a small vulpine being. The creature looked at Leo intensely; scanning him with what would had been eyes on a flesh being. Just as silence was becoming uncomfortable, the fox being spoke to Leo.
I am the spirit of this temple, and I sense your atunment to the flame. My worshipers all disappeared, and I was left alone and powerless. But you have found my temple, you have raised me from my slumber, and I have judged you worthy of becoming my prophet in this land. I sense combat in your plans, so I shall help you. Though a single worshiper is not enough to sate my hunger, before you bring my voice to heathens I shall require extra sustenance, I desire souls to devour. But you need not fear, for my subjects are safe from my hunger, and there are none that would be able to oppose me, the great Irus!(-4 shards from every kill, + a magical minion)
Wake up then try to meditate to alleviate the pain.
END [1]Crimson remained unconcious.
Try again to grow healing fruit!
Heal the jellyfish stings, deposit the box on shore, and keep looking.
CMP [2+1=3]
POT [6+1=7]James quickly whipped up a minor healing spell to deal with damage he had sustained. Tiny wounds through which the jellyfish poison had entered his bloodstream closed up, forcing poison that lingered in the wounds to enter James' bloodstream. Now his whole body was itchy. But hey, at least he had his
companion box.
((...I don't have eyebrows. Whatever.))
Transform the throne's legs (-1) Into wheels of gold.
CMP [2]
POT [5+1=6]Kirby, giving up on turning his body back into flesh and blood he was used to, tried to gain some mobility instead. Well, if he was able to use his legs, those roller-skates that grew out of his feet would be real useful.
"Perhaps, it's time to kill someone... But my magic raises concern."
In the last attempt to fiddle with magic, I try to summon a shadow cloak for myself.
CMP [2]
POT [3-1=2]"Screw it, last try" exclaimed Whaz as he tried to conjure a cloak of shadows. He could feel the spell crumble away before it even finished. It was not a good day for the dark team.
enter the castle and blast (Kirby? The one who is the pink dot) with a fireball. Ranged and summon -2.
LUCK [7]Ryan, deciding that it was about time somebody died here, infiltrated the castle in which a few mages resided, or at least he remembered a few running this way at the start. And where else they could be if not the throne room. Treasury would be a viable option, but throne room was as good place as any, and Ryan had to start somewhere. Today he was in luck. Throne room proved to be easy to find, and the opponent that was there could have hardly been more crippled. Chained to a massive and heavy golden throne, with limbs transformed into the same heavy metal. Truly, a target more immobile and helpless was hard to imagine.
CMP [2+1-2]
POT [3+1]Grinning, Ryan conjured a flame to incinerate this hapless mage, only for it to explode in his hand, burning off some of Ryan's hair and setting all nearby torches aflame.
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