"Now you," Genesis snarls at Rairvuch, "You wanna drop Elias' belongins and apologize to Miss Elizabeth for your inconsideration?"
“Do you want to be squished Into a red paste next time we fight a monster? If not, I suggest you get some loot and stop being a goody-goody.”
Pull out the needle. Order my glass to turn into a ring around my longswords hilt. have the glass ring stab genesis with the sword, if not, then order the rest of my glass to carry off the armory and my bag of loot toward the portal, and ask around for some bandages.
Name: Rairvuch
Description: he gas black hair, alabaster skin, prideful and handsome features, and deep, piercing green eyes.
Nature: elemental, glass
Status: being followed by a cloud of glass
HP:10/10
Inventory: cloak, gloves, needle, magic longsword
Fate Points: 0
Stab again. use a fate point for attack, and, should I need a roll for defense, a fate point for defense.
"Next time we do what? You've been out of the cauldron all of ten minutes, haven't you? Were you planning on fighting the castle frog?
Are you as stupid as I think you are?"
Name: Genesis
Description: Classic 80s action hero looks, kinda quiet. think Kurt Russel from the movie Soldier (only probably less mute)
Nature: Pureblood
Status: Newly decanted
HP: 10
Inventory: Robe, gloves, walking needle (glowing oil-slick rainbow style with charged magical energy.
Fate Points: 4
[3v5,
3][5]
Rairvuch grabs at the needle, trying to yank it out of him with blood-slick hands. Genesis grabs Rairvuch by one shoulder and rips the needle free before immediately slamming it back into the newly birthed Homunculus' throat. There's a half second of gurgling before Genesis steps to the side and twists the needle hard, ending the fight with a final crack of bone. Genesis pulls the Needle out of the body and wipes the blood off on Rairvuch's robe. He stands there breathing hard for a few moments before looking back at the rest of the group.
"We should clean this up."
"Hmh...Fine, you have a point. So long as you have a practical reason for this, I won't interfere."
After observing whatever follows for a few moments, Grey takes the the broken wheel-piece that got stuck in Elias, and fits it in place where it broke off the wheel. He then Maintains contact between the broken piece and the wood of the wheel. After which he will try turning the wheel again.
If the magic fails, he will settle for holding the broken piece in place as best he can.
Name:Grey
Description: A hairless pink colored man with lacking facial features, little more than a pair of eyes, two holes for a nose, and a line for a mouth.
Nature: Verbomancer (Maintain)
Status: Sandy, and wearing a funny pendant.
HP: 10
Inventory: Purple robe, white gloves, giant needle, magic feather shaped saber, hammer pendant
Fate Points: 1
[1] +1 fate
We'll get back to that.
Bob watches the outcome of the scuffle to see if anything interesting happens. If he doesn't, he starts searching Elias' bookcase and the walls. Maybe there is a secret compartment up here or something.
Name: Bob
Description: An average-sized human-looking male homunculus with a beard of belts.
Nature: Elemental (Belts)
Status: Bruised and sandy in uncomfortable places, but mostly ok
HP: 7
Inventory:
Robe
Gloves
Needle covered in wriggling belts
Wolf Titan belt
Adipose Belt (100% real Bob, made by Bob for Bob)
Fate Points: 4
Bob shrugs at the murder of one of his teammates and goes to check for secret passages and hidden walls. He finds nothing, though his method for searching is mostly just to wiggle random books and slap walls.
"Well that shouldn't be to hard to get since some of my colleagues are busy killing each other."
Go find a cup or something to collect the blood of that guy that just got stabbed, then give the cup of blood to the statue.
Name: Debby
Description: Looks like a regular human woman but with the head of a deer.
Nature: All-Tounges
Status: No longer flopping around a freaking out.
HP: 9
Inventory:
purple robe
white gloves
big ass needle
Sword
Elizabeth Audrey Foxington, the living fox doll
Fate Points: 2
We'll get back to this too.
"Good that that you're here. I don't think Mages can rewrite the universe, that's roughly the distinction between Mages and Magi, after all. My guess is that they have magic like you and me, but scaled up a bit."
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"Thank you. That is interesting. And yes, you're right, mages are not quite Magi."
Youare stands absently for a few moments, thinking. He then calmly walks over to the entrance to the study, before shutting and locking whichever doors he can, separating the party from the rest of the tower. This done, he speaks quietly to the homunculi around him, keeping well away from the metal frogs and the stuffed fox. Time allowing, he looks through his needle at the steering wheel and the huge frog below, trying to determine what the wheel is connected to: nothing, the frog, the whole tower, etc.
"So there are a couple of questions we need answers to. The first is how come this tower thinks that a man called Elias controls it, when we were asked to pacify the home of a "she". A little unusual, don't you think?"
Name: Youare A. Homunculus
Description: a wiry man, elderly but still trim and strong, long grey hair tied back in a ponytail.
Nature: Functionary
Status: robed, clean
HP: 7
Inventory: one robe enchanted to PROTECT ("like a big chainmail dress in terms of weight and flexibility: heavy and awkward but not impossible to move in"), one pair of gloves, and one big ass needle
Fate Points: 0
And this as well.
I slowly walk towards the source of the crying, continuing to look around as I do so, looking for the source and preparing to offer comfort.
Name: Terissa / Tess
Description: a passive but brave teenage girl with purple hair and brown eyes, she has a hint of protrusions on her shoulderblades like the beginnings of wings, and a thin lizardlike tail, but nothing useful at this time.
Nature: Chameleon
Status: Newborn
HP: 10
Inventory: Purple robe with red eye symbol on the back, white gloves with red eye symbol on their palm, 4-foot long iron needle with unknown properties.
Fate Points: 0
the hall opens up into a wide dome, a sort of terrarium of metal and stone. Its form is that of a sort of decorative lake or swamp, dominated by a great body of liquid ringed by a shore and crisscrossed with stepping stone walkways. The "water" of the pond is liquid bronze, not molten but still liquid. The fronds and ferns and tall grass that ring the pond are bronze, while the floating lily pads are silver and gold. The dragonflies flitting about are platinum and appear to be made of delicate lace instead of prefect recreations of insects. Overhead, sitting on a metal platform that somewhat resembles a wagon wheel, is a larger ball of flame, which waves to the group as they enter. Though it has no face, it has a huge mustache made of curling fire. Out in the lake, across a stepping stone path of what looks like petrified wood carved into the shapes of lily pads, is a gazebo of sorts. It resembles a giant mangrove but curved in a "C" shape, so its boughs overhang its tangled roots and form a covered platform. A large swing, big enough to fit two comfortably and covered in cushions, hangs from the branches. Despite the utter artificiality of it all, there is still a pleasant cool breeze and the smell of rain in the air somehow.
In the center of the pond, curled up on a big metal Lily Pad, is a child sized frog. She's crying quite piteously.
A few very important things happen all at once. Youare begins surreptitiously closing the door and, because there are no homunculi far enough away from potentially prying eyes and ears, checks on the wheel. At the same time, Debby is carrying the statue of the gargoyle over to the spreading pool of blood beneath the body of his former teammate. He places the statue in the blood and it starts getting sucked up and into the base of the thing. And finally, Grey rather stupidly takes the handle from the wheel and attempts to smash it back into place by force instead of magic.
After drinking its fill the statue whispers "The Wheel" to Debby. Debby sighs, thinking this is a failure, the result of overly literal interpretation of the question. Meanwhile, Youare thinks of something while staring at the magic in the wheel. That twisted root magic is Elias' signature, and his magic is about animating inanimate objects. So why does an apparently inanimate wheel contain animation magic? He thinks of this just as Grey slams the broken end of the handle against the wheel for the third time. And as he raises his hand for the fourth, the metal eyes of the face plate of the wheel snap open and focus on him. [5] The wheel lunges forward, spinning its handles like a buzz saw of cudgels as the wooden base flexes like a striking cobra. Grey, apparently through sheer spinal reflex, leaps to the side as the wheel hisses past him. The wheel pulls itself back a moment later and its base rips free of the floor, rising up on a coiled length of wood and brass gears and shafts, apparently the machinery of the driving system.
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