Help get the Rope off the debris
((oh didn't Jack get that magic leg to replace the leg that got injured when the one bot exploded?))
"Can we just try to move on? Perhaps have Noir fly up and attach the rope to the cart and once both are secured we can finally get out of this hell hole?"
I don't remember what Jack got to replace the damaged leg. Assume it's an ordinary wooden peg leg until you link me the post where I gave you whatever I gave you.
As for the rope. It's unhooked now and usable.
I'll go help Aylia with her armor, and heal her hand.
Alright, fine. The spheres involved in my magic are Light, Construction, Kinetic.
Light for finding the right way. "The right way" is well intended, but inflexible. Morally absolute.
Construction for putting things in their proper place. Perfection, tending to all details. Building a house, mending a body, training a mind. All the same, only different in scale. Healing, but inorganic. It'll help put together a wound, but it won't cure your flu.
Kinetic for taking action. Refusing to stand by and watch. Rapid restoration, perhaps regardless of the consequences. SMASHES your bones together. Somewhat painfully.
Hopefully that gives some ideas about the Force I have in mind. The organization accepts as many followers as possible, of as many species and forms as possible. However, the Force may interfere with the workings of magical beings, such as undead or elementals.
Spheres noted. You help Aylia get her armor off. She transforms and, gosh, it looks like her hand is rather mangled. Ugh, it's probably a trick of proportion though - that hole looked much smaller on the big cat than it does on the little elfgirl. You stop the bleading and knit the wound together. It's not complete though, but you think you got the bones set at least.
"Okay, now just ask someone to help get my armor and bags off."
Assuming I can get assistance removing my armor and bags, I'll be shifting to my normal form, where I can speak and my injury is only minor.
You shift into elffey girl form. that wound is definitely
not more minor in this form than in the other. if anything, it's worse, due to scale. ouch. But asiin heals it up with practiced hand and sturdy magic. The wound knits together but remains a visible, aching presence. You wiggle your fingers in response ot Asiin's instructions, and note that it is somewhat painful to do so. It is more painful to grip Asiin's fingers, or finger analogues. You are gonna have to be gentle with that hand for a while. Archery is out, as is sword wielding. Now, I'm going to roll here to see if it was your dominant paw. since actions tend to automatically go with the dominant, it probably was. Nope. you got lucky, sort of. So you can wield a sword with your dominant hand with no penalty at least. Asiin applies a thick bandage and leaves it at that.
I guess Dar's just panickedly running back and forth between Aylia and various other people, translating and requesting for her.
((Sorry for being so inactive, Leng. 
Haven't been keeping track of Omega Legion well since it started back up, I guess.))
Dar wonders what the fuss is over the rope on the rafter. He takes one glance up there, knows he could easily climb up and retrieve it, and then returns to Aylia in time to watch Asiin apply a thick bandage to her hand. She seems okay now.
Team Green
Help with removing the debris.
You kick the debris back over the edge. it falls with a satisfying crunch, and the rattle of dislodged junk sliding around and settling.
Well since there's nothing to do here and I don't want to get dragged in this, I'll go to the amphiteather. I enter the room and look for other doors or other intresting things.
"I will go ahead, allrighty?"
You are on a wide gallery that extends as far as you can see to the left and right. to the left is a set of wide stairs going up to the next gallery and down to the one below. Ahead, the galleries below are tiered, each sticking out farther than the one above, again, as far as y uocan see in the gloom, which is about three tiers. You can see a massive
something further ahead, across from the galleries, but can make out no details. Oh, and by massive, I mean like, big like that giant floaty thing. maybe bigger, but you couldn't judge, having gotten no good look at either. Whatever it is it appears stationary. Looking up, you cannot see the ceiling directly overhead.
Cho Ja
go with jacks plan for expedience.
maybe scream at the devil and threaten to refuse payment for under-delivering on my request.
Getting really tired of all this futile dicking about in the start rooms.
What's Jack's plan? I don't read conversations between characters unless I am directed to. As for dicking about here, well, feel free to grab a group and start exploring.
on that note:
Y'all are startingto get rather hungry. Those of you that eat, anyway. Samuel is getting strangely thirsty. Solam is fine.
Author
Topic: Omega Legion: Ice and Decay (Read 65901 times)