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[Insanegame27]

Reserti drops back and to the sides, "If I die, tell Iulwen I died with her name on my lips"
He brings his HEAT arrow back to quarter-draw and slows his breathing before drawing the bow fully and releasing in one smooth movement. He draws another arrow.

[Kavrick]

Regon drops his sword and cracks his knuckles, whispering to the spirits for strength.

 

[somemildmanneredidiot]

((We have visuals on it via Infra-red, you can shoot at it. Also Reserti why))

[Insanegame27]

((Edited. Why? I think you know))

[~Neri]

The creature rapidly closes on the party. They rush to reorient.

A Lizard moves to intercept. It sees Naught for now. The creature is not within visible range.

Dexter forms and fires off three Entropic Darts. It does not noticeably slow the creature's approach.

A net trap is tossed to the ground. In prep for contact.

Khaiden observes the Creature. It's definitely Undead. Likely corporeal. It's Very Big. From what you can tell, it does not have an external Will behind it.

A magically charged arrow flies through the air. Vanishing from sight the moment it leaves the circle of light produced by the Flares. If it hit the Creature, it did not do notable damage.

The group fires into the Darkness. Aiming for the heat signature. It does not notably slow it. However the occasional little bit of heat flakes off of the approaching signature.

[One Turn Till Contact]

[KaineFisher]

"I'm pretty sure it's corporeal. Shoot it, flame it, whatever, but be careful."

[Bill Chompski]

Danh grunts, waiting to get a clear visual before trying to shoot it...
His underbarrel finger is gettin' itchy.

[somemildmanneredidiot]

Danh grunts, waiting to get a clear visual before trying to shoot it...
His underbarrel finger is gettin' itchy.

"Danh, fire the boom. Now please."

[S34N1C]

Dexter keeps firing.

[KaineFisher]

Khaiden keeps moving slowly backward and then tries to pull out as much of the creature's vital energy as possible, but not absorb it. (Arcanism/Necromancy/Soul 2)

[Bill Chompski]

Danh's not sure he'll be able to effectively hit whatever it is, without having a clear visual, but he decides to try it anyway, doing as Ratodx says.
The man tracks the noise for only a moment, before firing a 20mm HE grenade from the bottom of his LMG at whatever the thing is.

[Shadestyle]

  Marlobos does not respond, If he is to wear a patch, he will simply have to wear a patch. he thinks to himself as he is made informed of these proceedings.  Next, he is taken to the showers with the rest, the Cold portion of it makes him hiss with pain and irritation as he is launched across the room at one point, slipping and falling only to be swept away, it is both irritating and excruciating.

The air Drying is Colder and even more irritating.

The white walls make Marlobos feel vaguely uncomfortable, as he leaves the wash building, a sharp sense of unease comes over him, it is too clean, too pristine, even the damn humans look clean and pristine, not a hint of smudged ash on them, or anything really.  Irritating.  A twitch appears on Marlobos's face unconsciously as he worries about it.

When commanded to eventually at the end of the walk, he stuck his arm in, prepared for pain, and it was certainly painful.  This is at least familiar to him.  He didn't really listen to the explanation of why this tattoo was added to him, he could figure it out.

The ingot he is handed looks perfect for a bomb, but he will restrain himself, the scarespeech they gave him taught him that much.

The box does appeal as well, for different reasons of bringing to mind food.

He puts forth a scant effort at remembering the things they told him, numbers or something.  Whatever, he will figure it out.

"Golly, fucking cold in here too!"

"Well, Shall I introduce myself then?"

[vkiNm]

You were taken to an empty room. Well,  there are things here but they said that the occupants are out on a mission, and told to behave until they return for his adjustment training. They also told him that the other gobbo that also lives here blew up the microwave and that he shouldn't do that.

[Shadestyle]

"Don't worry, I don't need a cooker to blow something up." he mumbles as quietly as goblinly possible, having no intention of doing so, but still wanting to state that.

He hops on a bed and folding his hands behind his back, throws his sack of things to the side.

This might not be so bad...

Later, he hops off, full of curiosity, they tossed all his shit down the chute, so this better be good...

Opening it up, he would deny that a Squeal escaped his lips, like steam erupting from a overpressured tank.

Tools, Glorious tools!

He wants to test them out so badly...

They said not to blow up the microwave, so he'll just do his tinkering on the other side of the room...

"This is going to be the tits!"

He tries to make a boomstick with his Advanced Tool Kit and some Scrap. a simple Cone of metal welded to itself with runes should launch things nicely...

[vkiNm]

Making a boomstick with advanced tools have never been easier. The metal shaped to your will like putty with the arc welder, the etching are like cutting into butter.

You didn't even take half a hour to make your boomstick!