Turn 102
"Fantastic. Now, there MUST be something in these plains that can increase my already high power! "
Gather some grass and put it in my pockets, then explore the grassy plains. And two essences.
LUCK [4]
CMP [1+1=2]
POT [5]
CMP [6]
POT [1-1=0]
Ancano looked around the plains. It was strange in a way, this huge field of untouched ground. No charred areas, no frozen parts, not even a piece turned over. It's like mages avoided this place for some reason. A rather absurd idea, considering that the plains were entirely devoid of mobile life larger than a ladybug. Yet that was what seemingly happened here. Could be lack of cover, yet the thought of mage diving for cover instead of creating a shield was just as silly as previous theory.
Create 3 essences
hmm perhaps I need more power?
CMP [1+1=2]
POT [2+1=3]
CMP [3]
POT [4]
CMP [4+1-2=3]
POT [1+1-2=0]
Dwen focused on reasons why his magic had failed, examining the web of magic that was his spell. There were pieces that did not work, others that were contradictory. But the core was correct. There was a way forward there.
try to wake up,if I do then attempt to tame the crow
Then make 2 bird essences
END [4]
CMP [5+1=6]
POT [3+1=4]
CMP [3]
POT [4]
Seva came back to, still feeling fuzzy. Limbs were unresponsive at first, but the first twitch of fingers was enough to send wary crow flying to the treetops. First attempt to get up failed, second one, using a lean tree for help fared slightly better. Whatever those berries were, they were certainly not meant for stomach of humans.
The gambler moves discreetly SSE, attempting to stick to the treetops(though he will go to the forest floor if needed), making two essences as he travels.
DEX [4+1=5]
SPD [(2-1)/2+1=1.5]
CMP [2+1=3]
POT [5+1=6]
CMP [6]
POT [6]
Gambler looked over intertwined branches and an idea was born in his head. There was a path above the forest floor, path made by trees. A jump to there, grabbing to there and Gambler was soon traveling far above, scarring small animals below with his mighty leaps. It was somewhat slow moving this way, but not too bad for a first go.
Letting air bubbles fly upwards, Kahel thought about this predicament. Why does it starts anew like this? Why do mages need to kill each other in never-ending cycle? Then, he looks upwards through the water and calms himself a little. Such is the way of things and nothing could be done to it.
("Oh well. It seems like I need to visit volcano once more. A staff and an orb of power is not enough for the stakes that are so high")
Volcano awaits! As well as three essences
If something hostile interrupts my peaceful journey - simply cook it with steamed air and five normal essences*
*depending on the danger, number can be adjusted
SPD [(3+1)/2+1=3]
CMP [5+1=6]
POT [6+1=7]
CMP [4]
POT [5]
CMP [4+1-2=3]
POT [6+1-2=5]
Kahel swam through the waters towards the shore and moved off towards the place where he had forged the mightiest artifact. Voice of the staff murmured approvingly. Warm lava fields warmed and dried Kahel, allowing him travel far even with wet clothes. Yet soon temperature mage noticed something incredibly strange. Snow. A plain of snow among lava fields. And two mages with flayed heads standing among smoking boulders.
"You would attempt to coerce the mind of a god? I have never seen such foolery!"
Pick up the orb and smash it into the damaged portion of Marcus's head.
Stuff
Doctor looked at Marcus. Was he saying the truth? The mountain did hit him before, but that was just splash damage. If there was a stone flying for him, there's no way he'd tell truth, right? Right. Doctor dived towards the heaviest and bluntest object on the ground - his golden orb - and charged at Marcus. Yet the blow was a miss, as Marcus seemingly did not truly have faith in his feint and was preparing to dodge.
lets see...for scouting and control purposes....
create a small rectangle box that will fit into my hand
A tiny hexahedron of iron appeared within Flares hand, as small as a thumb. Flare grunted, the winds of magic were being uncooperative again. A memory of a steel hexagon that was supposed to be a sword appeared within his mind.
Use that echolocation spell I tried a long time ago and see if there is anything of interest in my area. Then one force essence.
CMP [3]
POT [2+1=3]
CMP [4]
POT [3]
Crimson attempted to mark out his surroundings by echoes of force, conjuring a bubble of power that expanded away. Yet strangely, the power never returned, as if it was devoured by something. How unusual.
"(Torches... That will do when i need to do something else... But those chains first)"
Melt the remaining link with electricity.
Eterna was cursing again. Plasma arched between his fingers in a calm and useful line, but it was tiny. When magic expired only one chain remained, chaining the corpse to the side of the throne. It was enough to move the unlucky sod out of it, but should the throne move he would be dragged along with it.
"Yep, and it sure tasted good! Now hop in, we're going back to the shop."
This jet does have room for a passenger, right? Fly back to the shop while making 3 healing essences.
CMP [6+2=8]
POT [1+1+1=3]
CMP [2+2-1=3]
POT [1+1+1-1=2]
CMP [1]
POT [6]
Had somone looked at what was happening near a small lake they would had seen a most amusing scene. A jet was moving over the grass, iritated pilot sitting in front and a troll squezed in second pilot's seat, with lims wrapped around absolutely evrything. It was a herculean effort for a creature so large to squee in if the discomfortable face pressed to glass said anything. James was meanwhile pondering the flaws of his veicles great speed. Any short range movement was practicly impossible, forcing him to just drive the jet back to the treehouse.
Three essences.
CMP [3+1=4]
POT [1+1=2]
CMP [4]
POT [3]
CMP [4+1-2=3]
POT [5+1-2=4]
{Terror 2/10}
Wiznor was waiting, thinking, pondering if this was the right choice. The more he thought the worse it seemed. The time to choose was now.
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