Turn 203
Try to tackle him.
SPD [6] vs [4]
STR [3+1=4]
END [5]
CMP [1+1=2]
POT [6+2=8]
END [4-1=3]
END [5]
Cuberac grappled with Blake on the ground, throwing a few well placed punches, although nothing quite enough to end this fight. Blake meanwhile, was getting more desperate. Again he conjured hellfire and again it exploded, but this time it washed over Cuberac as well. Still, where Cuberac endured with only light blisters, Blake lost enough skin for it to become a serious obstacle.
{Blake, Burned, END roll before all phys actions to see if it goes through.}
Doktor Diabolical:
"Curses! No minion of mine should have such lopsided features!"
Riiiight. Doktor Diabolical attempts to magically fix the lopsided drone. Afterwards, he makes 2 essences and checks on the digger bot.
CMP [1+1=2]
POT [5+2=6]
CMP [4]
POT [6+2+1-1=7]
CMP [5+1-2=4]
POT [4]
LUCK [1]
Doktor attempted to fix lopsidedness of his drone by making it more symmetrical. A new propeller and an extra blade were added, although… not where he wanted them to be. Now the bot had two propellers, one on the top end one on the bottom, one on the left, other on the right, and both propellers had one of the blades far longer and sharper than the others. Something fell from the air to the ground next to Doktor. On closer inspection Doktor decided that it was probably remains of his mining bot, if the claws were indeed the same. It was hard to tell, as the rest of it was all scrap.
"My luck seems to prevail, but I still need to find some material anchors for the ritual. This shall be a good starting place for my search."
Slowly search the room, checking if my presence affects something inside. If no major incident occurs - draft 4 essences while searching.
LUCK [7+1=8]
CMP [3+1+1=5]
POT [3+3+1=7]
CMP [2+1+1-1=3]
POT [6+3+1-1=9]
CMP [3]
POT [6+3+1-2=8]
CMP [1->5+1+1-3=4]
POT [4+3+1-3=5]
Ao looked through the room, finding little more suspect than everyday requirements of an office. Paper, ink, drying sand, quills and paperclips were all that was to be found there. Or so it seemed, but it was not quite true. There was something off about one of the quills, something magical. A blessing or a curse? There was no way to know so Aq left it there for the moment.
4 essences
CMP [5+1+1=7]
POT [2+1=3]
CMP [6+1+1-1=7]
POT [6]
CMP [5]
POT [1+1-2=0]
CMP [1+1+1-3=0]
LUCK [9]
Skeliborn continued focusing power, to the point that some of it leaked through into the rod of carbon he carried about. It flattened, and its edges became clear as carbon compressed into diamond edge. It was not particularly durable blade, but it was as precious as it was sharp.
((Busy with college.))
James wake up, gets up, and returns to the tree. He finds Grundar and has a word with him.
"Grundar, I should've done this a long time ago. Thank you for your service, and sorry for keeping you as little more than a slave for so long. I'm setting you free so you can make your own decisions and follow your own path. Do as you wish.
It's a dangerous world and most of my fellow mages would kill you for fun so I recommend getting as far away as possible, either that or staying in Jase's tower. You're welcome to stay here with me if you actually want to.
Here's a few pieces of protection, I hope you won't need them."
James gives Grundar his mace, anti-magic amulet, and adamantium armour (if it can be adjusted to fit a troll).
"Uhh, boss, I have been serving for about three hours. I got to eat three people and with your gifts, am armed and armored. This has been most profitable time ever for me. I think I'll stay around."Three essences.
CMP [1+1=2]
POT [2+1=3]
CMP [1]
POT [3]
CMP [2+1-2=1]
POT [1+1-2=0]
Duritarum did not have much to do here but think. And he thought thoughts of power, though they were elusive. This place was not good for meditation, the huge crater was not helping to relax at all.
Imbue the gravekeeper's lantern with necromantic bindings, converting it into a soul trap [+ two +1/+1 chaotic essences]. Meanwhile, have the zombie continue our preliminary excavations. Oh, and make 3 essences.
CMP [3+1+2=6]
POT [4+1+2=7]
LUCK [7]
LUCK [10]
CMP [6]
POT [5]
CMP [2+1-2=1]
POT [5+1-2=4]
CMP [6+1-3=4]
POT [2+1-3=0]
Redrum focused on the lantern while his servant labored, and began weaving bindings around it. Pale sheets blocked off all sides, closing the lantern off. The barriers could hold back various spirits, although this one would not be capable of holding anything decently powerful. Meanwhile, the zombie slave had struck something better than gold. Not only humans had died in this swamp, and judging from the corpse, this was the kind of swamp that would swallow explorers alive. The corpse was that of a hydra. It was slightly larger than a bear, and it's heads were large enough to bite down whole limbs. For a hydra, that was small, which was of little surprise, as taking down an old one in a swamp was incredibly difficult no matter who you were.
Viznor slowly removes his claws from Shias' head.
"Once again, I find myself standing over a corpse. They make me fear for the future, though this death was undoubtedly just."
"The Druid has left eight shards, and there are two of you. If there are no objections, I will give each of you three shards, keep the remaining two and possessions for myself, and leave the body to the Tower. One of my allies desires the use of it."
"The deal seems fair, and I accept. I do hope that these events will cease in the future, though. Perhaps a meeting to negotiate the rules of future combats is in order."
Take the three shards, then summon and fill another vial of pollen, if there's any remaining in the area. Make 3 luck essences in either case.
CMP [3+1+1=5]
POT [5+1+1+1=8]
CMP [3+1+1-1=4]
POT [4+1+1-1=5]
CMP [1]
POT [6]
CMP [5+1+1-3=4]
POT [5+1+1-3=4]
Gambler claimed his share of the loot and looked over the pollen. Most of it had fallen on the ground, rendered harmless. It was not particularly difficult to fill a bottle with it. It turned out to be light green in color, something that was slightly difficult to see before when it was spread out.
Hmh, perhaps actual starter action would be okay to post. Make two essences while smelling in which direction are source of curses.
CMP [6+1=7]
POT [6-1=5]
CMP [3]
POT [5-1-1=3]
Portal flared to life once more, and from it walked out
Filtiarn, mage in tattered and bloodied clothes, a scowl of anger seemingly carved into his face. He looked around, seeking something and centered his sight on the Tower. His gaze lingered for a while before he returned to looking over area closer to himself. There would be time and place for
that but it was not now and here.
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