Groo continues wandering until he finds something interesting, be that his target or potential allies.
[luck 2] Nothing particularly interesting happens. Though Groo and Rufferto do seem to be wandering away from Steel territory. +1 to meeting his target. -1 to meeting allies.
PURIFICATION IN PROGRESS
>Jhon: Shoot the damn thing. REPEATEDLY.
>Beast: Take left gangster's head off with a dart. Physically block the other two's advancement.
[marksmanship 2] You try to swing the revolver towards the beast but can't get an angle on it. [enemy beast mastery 2+1=3] the beast further tears your back apart and wraps it's tail around your gun arm.
[beast mastery 1+3=4] [ressiliance 2] The beasts low powered shot impacts into the enemy beast master and embeds it self in the beast masters stomach. It also stands in the way of the others, however it's only the size of a small dog. He doesn't really notice, what with the whole possessing his beast thing. The other enemies start sprinting down the alleyway clearly intending to finish what their friend started.
Run away, draw pistol, and fire at it. "me-m-meeeeedddIIIIICCCC!"
[dex 5] You run like hell away from the daemon [marksmanship 4] While running like hell you turn and fire two shots at the daemon arm.[resilience 6] The daemon regenerates from the bullet wound's sucking up a sizable portion of cornet and further embeds itself into the shoulder of the late damian.
Medic senses tingling! GO GRAB THAT ARM AND GET IT SEWN BACK ON TO THE POOR SOD THAT JUST LOST IT!
[Dex 1] You trip while trying to run into the zombies melee to retrieve the arm, that Adrian lost. [zombie 3] The zombie arm converts from a long sword into a long thin arm with a steely maw on the end and bites into your left arm. You scream as you feel your Humurus fracture.
((Dang it. Also, what does the slight shapeshifting let me do?))
Calmly close my periodical, set it down, and grab the gear that I need for taming or calming the daemon. Head to a window or a roof where I can see the fight without being in range of attacks, then use the 420 frequency to calm that daemon down. If I fail and the daemon notices me, get ready to try to forcibly tame it. Block any of its attacks with my daemon arm, through daemonism.
((Slight shapeshifting would be like making your fingers into lock picks or sharpening them into a blade, or like I dunno making spikes on your arm or something, stuff like that. Not making your entire arm a sword or making it into a whip or stuff like that.))
with a sigh you set down you periodical after book marking your page and calamlly gather your equipment before heading to the window, you are check to make sure you are completely out of range of an attack before turning on the radio to
this, and beginning the 420 frequency. [daemonsim 2+4=6] [daemon arm 6+4=10] The daemon does not seem to be pleased with your offers of sonic happiness and crushes Dustan's arm bone into even more pieces.