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[Devastator]

"Hmm."

Skylord is disappointed, but it was like the spell didn't work, not that it can't do anything.  Maybe she just doesn't have much power.

"Once more, with feeling."

Eatsalthlat Rihitnorfongotfyu!

Spoiler: Skylord (click to show/hide)

Title: Skylord
Uniform: Bomber jacket with black wings attached to the back, over a white shirt of some kind.  It's unclear what kind it is because the bomber jacket is attached at the back, somewhere around the location of the wings.  The arms are cut off short, more torn than cut, with obvious violence.  The inside of the jacket is covered with a number of pockets, of all sizes and shapes.  Black boots with small metallic heels, along with black socks and black jeans.
Fingerless black leather gloves are included, with small metal inserts in the knuckles.

There are no hair or head coverings, nor jewelry.  Same with the arms, beyond the shortsleeved jacket.  Those parts are to remain wild and free.

Stats:
--Might 1
--Mobility 1
--Power 1
--Control 1
--Will 1
--Heart 1

Crest Traits:
-Heroic Form

Domains:
-Vea'vatam

Spoiler: Word scratch notes (click to show/hide)

Tarnweywey (made a tiny plant sprout emerge from the ground.)

[Egan_BW]

"If the hostiles possess eyes, I shall be able to inflict upon them headaches."

[Fluffe9911]

She sweeps her gaze across her allies after that, eventually giving Heavenly Clerk a pitying look.  She walks over to the girl, patting her on the shoulder and speaking warmly.  "Don't fear your magic.  And stay close; we're in this together, okay?  Just focus on learning your magic, try and find a couple words that do something useful together.  We'll keep you safe when the outsiders come."

"It isn't that I fear the words they are just so... absurd! Heavenly Clerk sighs "I do appreciate the support though I promise ill try my best."

[FallacyofUrist]

3

"Got it."
Though my face is calm, my tail is anything but still. I've found something I can work with, found a pattern to this, and found my limit.

I aim noticeably further away for this spell test.
"Taqquin Taqquin"
"Annul"
spells testing
if and ONLY if I am not drained by the final spell, I attempt to make and store an essence of Taqquin.
after I finish this test, I move closer to the concentrated hate, attempting to put it on the edge of my estimated spell range, in preparation for my intended first act of the incursion.

You draw upon your Domain, and attempt to speak forth violence.

(Power: 1)
(Control: 2)

The minuscule puff of flame that appears for a split second disappoints tremendously.

(Power: 1)
(Control: 4-1=3)

The second spell, though, doesn't seem to do anything at all. Or rather, it feels incomplete, in an odd way.

Making an Essence feels far beyond your abilities - even if you hadn't emptied your well yet again, you recall that the formation of an Essence precludes the casting of spells, for a duration.

Ignorance's W̸͕̾̓i̷͔̅t̶̖̘͈̏͗̆c̸̟͖͗̀̐̑h̵̥͓͎͔̄̚

Ignorance observes the purple cloud, enlightened.

"Zazzalalazzaz Gottem Arquebus! Floppa!"

Clearly, more complex effects are entirely possible. You see about making some.

(Power: 2)
(Control: 6+1=7)

A soft spray of wet purple mist is created. For a moment, the jet of mist distorts the monolith it strikes, causing it to stretch unnaturally so the mist can fly past it without diverting from a straight course. The next moment, the monolith is back in place, unaltered, and the mist is dissipating.

You attempt to speak your fourth Word, but your breath catches in your chest. Your power-source is dry.

You can feel it slowly refilling, thankfully. But to push beyond that mark? You'd need to make and use an Essence... or try to force the issue.

Try to go beyond your comfortable limit.

"That's the briefing I heard. You should hurry up and figure out how to defend yourself."

"Well that isn't what I heard!"

Heavenly Clerk scratches the back of her head "Ehh regardless as silly as it is I guess some more practice with those weird word things can't hurt... just in case!" She takes a deep breath and points at some sand nearby "PERIWINKLE! Wait no... errr SCHINOBRO! Hmm no that aint it uhhh Aguilegog?"

Increasingly concerned about potential conflict, you begin practicing more atypical conflict resolution methods.

(Power: 5-1=4)
(Control: 5)

A construct of brown light assembles itself from nothing in front of you, hovering steady in the shape of a large vertical bookcase. It doesn't look like it's going to fade in moments like your last spell, but the light is already deteriorating. Wouldn't last more than a minute or two.

Shame. It's a very well-crafted bookcase. And barricade, if you used it right.

Luna walks past the others, towards the growing black mass, her left hand gripping something.  Without a word, she hucks a piece of blackened bone into the ripple of hatred.  She watches for a second, observing the result of her brash little experiment.

"Well.  I hope all of you are ready.  Has anyone figured out how to make a weapon of some kind?  The best things I can do so far are smoke and ash."

She sweeps her gaze across her allies after that, eventually giving Heavenly Clerk a pitying look.  She walks over to the girl, patting her on the shoulder and speaking warmly.  "Don't fear your magic.  And stay close; we're in this together, okay?  Just focus on learning your magic, try and find a couple words that do something useful together.  We'll keep you safe when the outsiders come."

She then turns back towards the ripple of black hatred, and chants a couple more spells:  "Zorthul Harnenza.  Nevbek Cruulvous!"

You hurl a scrap of bone into the source of Incursion. It doesn't come back out, or make so much as a single sound. It simply vanishes without a trace as the darkness throbs and pulses.

That noted, you start working on your spells.

(Power: 4)
(Control: 2+1=3)

A group of three bats materialize from dark, glimmering purple energy, then driven by something greater than their wings, swing out, curve widely around one monolith, and slam into the sands, releasing little puffs of rippling purple sand before they break apart.

(Power: 6)
(Control: 2+1-1=2)

Nothing happens.

No, wait. A large, roughly rectangular, area of sand in front of you ends up depressed heavily for a few moments, for no visible reason.

"Hmm."

Skylord is disappointed, but it was like the spell didn't work, not that it can't do anything.  Maybe she just doesn't have much power.

"Once more, with feeling."

Eatsalthlat Rihitnorfongotfyu!

(Power: 2)
(Control: 1)

You get much the same result. If not for the fact that you're clearly just not drawing enough energy and holding it closely enough, you'd be concerned that maybe this magic really is useless.

Might just have to use punches to deal with what's about to happen.


The ripple at the center pops like an unholy zit in the space of this reality, spewing a shower of blackened tar that seems, by chance, to fall into the shape of a hulking, one-eyed six-legged boar. The hatred you all feel skyrockets. You sense, instinctively, or perhaps by virtue of your Crest, that this thing would like nothing more than to end you all and break this Realm to pieces.

The dripping, venting wound in reality clearly isn't done, but it'll take some time to disgorge its next passenger.

[2 Turns till second Incursion wave.]

Spoiler: Outsider Boar (click to show/hide)

Description:
It grunts with malice as its tusks and teeth drip with the vile fruit of its maw, its furious eyes twitching wildly enough to tear you apart if gaze had power. It has six legs and a single eye, defiant of its physical model.

Outsider Traits:
Unknown.

Status:
It is fully intact and fully hateful.

[Devastator]

"Well, lets see how this goes.  Better than magic, hopefully."

Instead of punching, try for some leverage.  Jump aboard the boar, and try to aim it into an obelisk by grabbing its tusks.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Title: Skylord
Uniform: Bomber jacket with black wings attached to the back, over a white shirt of some kind.  It's unclear what kind it is because the bomber jacket is attached at the back, somewhere around the location of the wings.  The arms are cut off short, more torn than cut, with obvious violence.  The inside of the jacket is covered with a number of pockets, of all sizes and shapes.  Black boots with small metallic heels, along with black socks and black jeans.
Fingerless black leather gloves are included, with small metal inserts in the knuckles.

There are no hair or head coverings, nor jewelry.  Same with the arms, beyond the shortsleeved jacket.  Those parts are to remain wild and free.

Stats:
--Might 1
--Mobility 1
--Power 1
--Control 1
--Will 1
--Heart 1

Crest Traits:
-Heroic Form

Domains:
-Vea'vatam

[Horizon]

Spoiler: The Light over the Horizon (click to show/hide)

Title: Sol, the Horizon (AKA Dawnbringer, the Harbinger and Keeper of Light)
Uniform: Hair flowing down his head at shoulder length of dark brown locks, his features are chiseled and handsome yet he covers his eyes with a piece of blood red cloth to hide the searing light behind the fabric. His skin is as light as alabaster, adorned with unblemished white cloth and chainmail over it. His chest is adorned with a chest plate that is open in the back revealing a pair of stubs that once might have been for wings.  He is tall, broad-shouldered and muscular with some scars covering his chest and arms.
Stats

• Might 2
  
• Mobility 0
  
• Power 2
  
• Control 0
  
• Will 2
  
• Heart 0
  

Crest Traits:

• Heroic Form

Domains:

• Luxhart

((HA MAGICAL GIRL MORE LIKE PRAISE THE SUN ANIME STYLE. 😂 Kidding ofc, but I know magical girl can have guys as well. Anyways there be my app for dah waitlist, and who knows.))

[Egan_BW]

Ignorance's W̸͕̾̓i̷͔̅t̶̖̘͈̏͗̆c̸̟͖͗̀̐̑h̵̥͓͎͔̄̚

Ignorance sweeps the sand off her robe.
"Hostile detected. Initiating offensive science. Zazzalalazzaz Champagne Arquebus."

Activate Steady Soul. Direct the Zazzalalazzaz to assault the Boar's eyes.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Title: Ignorance's W̸͕̾̓i̷͔̅t̶̖̘͈̏͗̆c̸̟͖͗̀̐̑h̵̥͓͎͔̄̚
Uniform: Runed blue bandages wrapped tightly around the head, except for the top of the head and the left eye, which bears a monocle. Medium length straight cyan hair floats behind, as if underwater. Long, fine blue robe with gold runed trim, books with brightly shining white eye symbols on the covers strapped to each side of the robe which faintly flutter their pages. White socks and black leather shoes. Roughly average build, a bit thin.

Stats:
--Might 0
--Mobility 1
--Power 1
--Control 1
--Will 1
--Heart 2

Crest Traits:
- Steady Soul

Domains:
- Reaoh

Record:
Aaazzz Gottem 3 2
Drizzle of tiny water droplets.
Zazzalalazzaz Aaazzz 3 2
Purple eyecancer mist.
Zazzalalazzaz Gottem Arquebus 2 7
Soft spray of wet purple mist. Distorted a pillar in its path.

Gottem = Rain/Water/Wetness
Zazzalalazzaz = purple eyecancer mist?
Aaazzz = Modifier. Shower? Dispersion?
Arquebus = Jet/Spray

[syvarris]

Luna steps away from the boar, clearly nervous.  "...Right."  She nods at Skylord.  "Er.  Good luck, Jacket."

If the boar charges Luna, she will try to cast "Merlin Merlin" and flee to the side.  Otherwise, (or if the conditional isn't okay/wouldn't work here) cast the two following spells.  Deliberately direct them towards the boar ONLY if no allies are on/adjacent to it.

"Nevbek Nuuleq!  Staddom Selve!  Come on, give me something..."

Spoiler: Luna's Vestige (click to show/hide)

Title: Luna's Vestige
Uniform: A tall girl wearing a loose fluttering cloak, extremely dark near the top, and becoming transparent and ragged towards the bottom.  It is light enough to billow in the slightest breeze.  Beneath, she wears indistinct dark robes, wrapped tight to her body by vivid blue strings.  The robes and strings cover everything except her bare left arm.  Said arm is pale, and bandaged chaotically, especially near her hand.  Hints of distorted skin shaded blue from failed experimentation with Tenae peek out between the gray bandages.  The rest of her body is healthy, but kept hidden underneath her cloak.  Scarves are piled high on her shoulders and around her neck, covering the lower third of her face, but leaving her determined scowl visible.  She has bright, piercingly blue eyes, framed by long black hair.

Stats:
--Might 0 - Strike harder and resist the physical, keep going even as you bleed.
--Mobility 1 - Move quicker, evade physical attacks, strike swiftly.
--Power 1 - Empower and hate-imbue your spells. Make stronger Essences.
--Control 1(+) - Control and make safe your spells. Make more usable Essences.
--Will 0 - Endure wars of the mind, control that which you seek to shackle.
--Heart 3 - Be a magical girl. Use more Words in your spells.

Crest Traits:
Steady Soul: Add +1 to your Control spell casting rolls. Once per mission, can be activated to achieve a guaranteed '5' roll in Control.  1/1 uses.

Domains:
-Tenae is mysterious, a shadow that hides and strings that distort.

[Lenglon]

"Whoah! That makes this difficult."
If I can get a clear shot at the boar:
I aim at the boar and attempt to hit it with the following spell: "Taqquin Myne Annul"
If I can't get a clear shot at the boar:
make an essence of Taqquin
either way afterwards:
I run behind a pillar and use it as cover in case the boar charges in my direction.

Spoiler: Golden Flare (click to show/hide)

Title: Golden Flare
Uniform: This girl is slightly on the short side, with a wirey build. She has very long golden-colored hair with large pointed ears near the top, white fur inside the ears. as it goes further out it behaves less and less like normal hair and more and more like flowing flames, and by the ends you even see sparks and particles cast off by the hair, though it doesn't burn anything. Her eyes show no whites, instead being a bright golden color throughout, her irises being themselves shaped like a tall and narrow flickering black flame that flares when she gets mad. She wears a sky blue T-shirt with red trim paired with a red skirt with white underside, and secured by a black belt with brown belt pouches on the back, buckle decorated with a double-pentacle design, and danging from the belt on her left side is a book on a loop of chain with a dark red leather cover and a metal clasp holding it shut. Poking out below her skirt is a large and expressive golden yellow fluffy tail. She wears a analog watch on left hand that has no numbers upon it and five different arms which move at different speeds and react to her use of magic. finally, she wears blue fingerless gloves with a pentacle design on their backs and practical brown leather boots with black socks.

Stats:
--Might 1 - Strike harder and resist the physical, keep going even as you bleed.
--Mobility 1 - Move quicker, evade physical attacks, strike swiftly.
--Power 1 - Empower and hate-imbue your spells. Make stronger Essences.
--Control 1 - Control and make safe your spells. Make more usable Essences.
--Will 1 - Endure wars of the mind, control that which you seek to shackle.
--Heart 1 - Be a magical girl. Use more Words in your spells.

Crest Traits:
Hasted Steps: Add +20 to all of your initiative rolls, and an additional +20 for the first initiative roll of a given combat engagement.

Domains:
Myrhast: seeks to eradicate, cut, shatter, and weaken.

Spoiler: spell notes (click to show/hide)

max words per turn: 3, might be able to go over while causing self-harm
max spells per turn: unlimited? take -1 to control per additional spell in later spellcasts.
spell effects default to color of domain, in my case red. and have short duration by default.
using the same word twice in the same spell does count towards the words-per-turn limit.

Myne - sharp?
Taqquin - flame?
Geze - coin?
Annul - unknown modifier or targeting word

[Fluffe9911]

Heavenly sees the boar and begins scrambling backwards "Oh dear she was right!"

Oh jeez! Oh jeez! I'm not ready for this at all! Why is it so mad anyway we didn't do anything to it yet! Oh jeez! I gotta get to safety and practice more of those word things! Like Requiem that sounds like a neat word!

Spoiler:  Heavenly Clerk (click to show/hide)

Title: Heavenly Clerk
Uniform: Dressed upon this Magical Girl is a relatively plain looking black business suit and fancy black shoes which looks extremely odd on a girl of her age. As if to contrast her vain imitation of professionalism upon the top left of the suit is a worn down pin with a yellow smiley face placed upon it. Her brown hair while long is trimmed slightly and nestled upon the top right of her head sits a blue rose in bloom. Her eyes are blue and her physical build is about average if a bit on the taller side.

Stats:
--Might 1
--Mobility 1
--Power 0
--Control 1
--Will 3
--Heart 0

Crest Traits:
-Barrier Jacket

Domains:
-Dullan

Records:
Tavaviteve 2 Power, 5 Control - Shrouded me in brown light for a couple of seconds.
Aguilegog 4 Power, 5 Control - Summoned a sturdy bookcase that lasts a couple of minutes.

[Egan_BW]

"Please remain calm. It will improve your accuracy."

[Devastator]

"Er.  Good luck, Jacket."

"Hey, I'll be okay, these wings should keep me balanced."

[Fluffe9911]

"Please remain calm. It will improve your accuracy."

"Oh jeeeezzzzzzzzzzz!"

[FallacyofUrist]

4

[Initiative:]

Golden Flare (Lenglon): 89+20+20=129
Skylord (Devastator): 100
Ignorance's Witch (Egan_BW): 97
Luna's Vestige (syvarris): 61
Heavenly Clerk (Fluffe9911): 18

Outsider Boar: 27

Spoiler: A Brief Tutorial About Initiative (click to show/hide)

In combat or other conflict-heavy situations, Initiative represents how easily a given actor takes advantage of the situation. This does directly translate to order of action, but there are several other factors Initiative will also apply to.

These can include:
--Travel time, distance, and advantage when chasing or escaping.
--Taking advantage of a foe's poor reactions - each distance of 40 between one actor's initiative and another will be represented as a +1 or -1 modifier, applied where it makes the most sense. This, for example, wouldn't power up a spell, but it might make an Outsider have more trouble evading a spell.

Wounds and other debilitating Status conditions will frequently result in reduced Initiative, consequently.

"Whoah! That makes this difficult."
If I can get a clear shot at the boar:
I aim at the boar and attempt to hit it with the following spell: "Taqquin Myne Annul"
If I can't get a clear shot at the boar:
make an essence of Taqquin
either way afterwards:
I run behind a pillar and use it as cover in case the boar charges in my direction.

Something burns within you, and the world seems to slow down - or maybe you're just moving faster than everyone else. This advantage you have ensures you're fully ready to unleash the force of your dream-manipulation, nobody else getting in between you and the angry boar that is your target.

It doesn't even seem to see you coming.

(Power: 3)
(Control: 2)

For a moment, nothing happens, then the small shard of flame slips from the grip of your magic and spills out. It's sloppy. It's small.

The boar isn't prepared to deal with it in the slightest.

(Evasion: 1-1-1=-1)
(Resilience: 2-1=1)

Notably, it only has one eye. Well, more accurately, it had one eye. Now it has a burnt, dripping wound.

"Well, lets see how this goes.  Better than magic, hopefully."

Instead of punching, try for some leverage.  Jump aboard the boar, and try to aim it into an obelisk by grabbing its tusks.

Golden Flare drives a shard of fire into the boar's eye with pinpoint accuracy! Now's your chance!

(Mobility: 3+1=4)
(Evasion: 5,2=2-1-1=0)

With supernatural grace you leap up and drive your boots into the boar's back. It squeals and buckles.

(Leverage: 3+1=4)

Getting at the thing's tusks looks difficult, to say the least. Even with your gloves, those things are sharp. That's not to say you can't do anything, though. With the right kick to this thing's skull you should be able to get it to go wildly off course.

Ignorance's W̸͕̾̓i̷͔̅t̶̖̘͈̏͗̆c̸̟͖͗̀̐̑h̵̥͓͎͔̄̚

Ignorance sweeps the sand off her robe.
"Hostile detected. Initiating offensive science. Zazzalalazzaz Champagne Arquebus."

Activate Steady Soul. Direct the Zazzalalazzaz to assault the Boar's eyes.

One of your allies is riding on the boar's back. Hm. That would be an issue for collateral damage, but you know you can achieve perfect control here.

(Power: 6)
(Control: 5+1=6)

With that out of the way, you're much more easily able to draw a substantial volume of power, and draw it through the Words you choose. A single, gargantuan, bat made of that eye-straining purple mist appears, screeches in a dull tone, and swoops directly at the Boar's... well, what's left of its eye. It looks dense.

(Evasion: N/A)

There are no obstacles. Not even the ones that should have been obstacles. Monoliths distort, a tusk bends, and it all fits right back into place by the time the bat slams into the boar's already-burnt face.

(Resilience: 3-1=2)

There's a ripple that hurts your eyes to look at as the bat detonates, the mist soaking into what's left of the boar's face. Now, it seems, the boar's face has been bent out of shape, smushed like a deformed, melting pancake, twisted outside of its previous unnatural form and turned into something entirely nonfunctional.

Its jaw cracks and bends sideways.

Luna steps away from the boar, clearly nervous.  "...Right."  She nods at Skylord.  "Er.  Good luck, Jacket."

If the boar charges Luna, she will try to cast "Merlin Merlin" and flee to the side.  Otherwise, (or if the conditional isn't okay/wouldn't work here) cast the two following spells.  Deliberately direct them towards the boar ONLY if no allies are on/adjacent to it.

"Nevbek Nuuleq!  Staddom Selve!  Come on, give me something..."

Well, that's quite the display from your teammates. One of them's blinded the boar, another is grappling it, and you're not sure what just happened to its face. Best not to launch a combat spell of your own, due to the grappling.

Still, if you can find a good enough combat spell, that'd help you follow up. Further testing it is, then.

(Power: 4)
(Control: 6+1=7)

An intricate, flowing burial shroud made of a dull, dark-purple energy materializes in front of you. It's already starting to fray, but with how neatly you stitched its moderately dense energies, it'll probably last a few minutes.

(Power: 1)
(Control: 5+1-1=5)

Nothing seems to happen, though you feel the small mote of energy you gather be expended. Perhaps too weak to see any result.

Incomprehensible squealing, tar-like blood dripping from its maw.

(Dislodge: 3-1=2)
(Might: 2+1=3)

The boar, blinded and no doubt pissed off, attempts to dislodge Skylord, and doesn't meet with much success. The grip of the magical-girl on its back is too tight for even its frantic shaking to easily remove.

Heavenly sees the boar and begins scrambling backwards "Oh dear she was right!"

Oh jeez! Oh jeez! I'm not ready for this at all! Why is it so mad anyway we didn't do anything to it yet! Oh jeez! I gotta get to safety and practice more of those word things! Like Requiem that sounds like a neat word!

You scramble away as most of the rest of your team immediately unleash two magical attacks and a grappling maneuver onto the giant boar-thing.

It doesn't seem to see you! Thank goodness.

(Power: 6-1=5)
(Control: 4)

A bulky, cast-iron frying pan materializes out of the same dull brown energy, and thunks onto the sandy ground.

It doesn't look like the most impressive thing, but it could be an okay bludgeoning weapon.

Or a tool for cooking food.

It's already crumbling apart, though. Not going to last more than a few minutes, seems like.


Undeterred by the initial lack of success of its first creation, the wound in reality is beginning to accelerate its throbbing. Something else is coming.

[1 Turn until second Incursion wave.]

Spoiler: Outsider Boar (click to show/hide)

Description:
It grunts with malice as its tusks and teeth drip with the vile fruit of its maw, its furious eyes twitching wildly enough to tear you apart if gaze had power. It has six legs and a single eye, defiant of its physical model.

Outsider Traits:
Unknown.

Status:
--Blinded (Rolls with disadvantage on evasion and visual detection, -1 to other relevant rolls, -20 to Initiative)
--Distorted Face (-2 on resistance rolls for the head. Damage from goring is less severe.)

[Fluffe9911]

Heavenly Clerk picks up the frying pan with shocking ease despite its apparent weight she examines it in fascination "Woahhh... I mean h-hang on guys I can actually help now!"

Time to be useful! Now I got a frying pan I can turn that pig into bacon! CHARGEEEEEE! Oh gosh my heart is pounding! This is probably a terrible idea!

Spoiler:  Heavenly Clerk (click to show/hide)

Title: Heavenly Clerk
Uniform: Dressed upon this Magical Girl is a relatively plain looking black business suit and fancy black shoes which looks extremely odd on a girl of her age. As if to contrast her vain imitation of professionalism upon the top left of the suit is a worn down pin with a yellow smiley face placed upon it. Her brown hair while long is trimmed slightly and nestled upon the top right of her head sits a blue rose in bloom. Her eyes are blue and her physical build is about average if a bit on the taller side.

Stats:
--Might 1
--Mobility 1
--Power 0
--Control 1
--Will 3
--Heart 0

Crest Traits:
-Barrier Jacket

Domains:
-Dullan

Records:
Tavaviteve 2 Power, 5 Control - Shrouded me in brown light for a couple of seconds.
Aguilegog 4 Power, 5 Control - Summoned a sturdy bookcase that lasts a couple of minutes.
Requiem 5 Power 4 Control - Summoned a bulky frying pan that lasts a couple of minutes.