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nekras asks questions
"who are you and what do you want?"
The target of your questioning wordlessly drifts into the breach of her own making, leaving you to shout "Um, excuse me! Miss!" fruitlessly.
[Agility + Prediction: 9]
[Strength + Weapon-Bird: 9]
Moldbin is unable to see the future, perhaps due to the chaotic tangle of immolating magic present. Undeterred, he swoops toward a zombie, aiming to shear its head clean off.
However, the angle isn't clean, and he merely buries his wing-blade momentarily into the flaming undead's neck. A moment later he pulls it free again, his wing feathers smoking from the contact.
He swoops up out of reach, but he has already caught a little of the flame.
[Strength + TAIL: 13]
Shalva surrounds a couple zombies and hugs them, pulverizing their bones. The limp bodies are released to hit the floor. Even so, their flame doesn't go out, but those two aren't going anywhere.
The Flaming Revenant responsible for the invasion growls. "What are you doing? This is my purpose, don't get in my way!"
Shalva recognizes her as the flame-happy princess from the graveyard.
[Manipulation + Magical Theory: 13]
Henric focuses on his surroundings, sensing out the state of magic in the area. Using the elemental theory taught to him by that druid, Henric concludes that there is a large quantity of ambient fire essence!
Well, he also confirms that visually using his mk2 eyeballs, but it was mostly magic.
Having successfully evaluated the situation, Henric reaches out and vacuums in a flame-spirit, assuming control and converting its latent power into a blackflame-spirit, which is totally different.
The black flame rumbles over his hand. "Feed me!" it demands, somewhat predictably.
Tiim the flame princess points accusatoraly at the fae queen.
"MY THRONE!"
The fae responds with a condescending laugh.
"When you were alive, maybe. But every mortal empire ends, sooner or later, and fall to me to govern. Have you considered that, dead princess?"
Tiim replies with a cold, hateful glare and a huge burst of flame which engulfs half the room. When the smoke clears, dead fae lie about the queen feet, and though she remains standing a couple tears of pain fall from her eyes.
"My... You're not going to make me call in a couple favors, are you dear? Just listen to reason, wouldn't you?"
Name: Mrush'shalva
Status: Burned face
Location: Great Hall of Aldam
Inventory: White thread, Human skull, Snake Head, Robe, Wheelbarrow of Henric
Attributes: Determination: +1
Observation: -1
Influence: +0
Strength: +2
Agility: +1
Manipulation: -1
Skills: 1pts
Seduction: +2
Chemistry: +2
Weapon: Tail: +1
Stealth: +1
Prayer: +1
Necromancy: +1
Further Reference: http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=177648.msg8221662#msg8221662 Name: Henric
Status: half the man he used to be
Location: Great Hall of Aldam
Inventory: Shovel, blackflame
Attributes: Determination: +1
Observation: +1
Influence: +0
Strength: +1
Agility: +1
Manipulation: +0
Skills: Staff fighting: +2
Tracking: +1
Navigating the wilds: +1
Guessing what tools do: +1
Woodcarving: +1
Climbing: +1
Magical Theory: +1
Navigating Tunnels: +1
Further Reference: http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=177648.msg8221483#msg8221483 Name: Nekras Sanguis
Status: Suspiciously Intact
Location: Great Hall of Aldam
Inventory: Needlessly Ornate Plate Armor, Needlessly Ornate Greatsword
Attributes: Determination: +0
Observation: +1
Influence: +0
Strength: +0
Agility: +1
Manipulation: +1
Skills: Necromancy: +2
Swords: +2
Defense: +1
Caustic Dragon Breath: +1
Further Reference: http://www.bay12forums.com/smf/index.php?topic=177648.msg8316633#msg8316633