Mission 2: Urban Glenn - Turn 13
[Initiative:]Luna’s Vestige (syvarris): 73
Golden Flare (Lenglon): 61+20-20=61
Skylord (Devastator): 55
Ignorance’s Witch (Egan_BW): 41
Heavenly Clerk (Fluffe9911): 13
Leave the nest. Luna's not an offensive powerhouse; staying here only risks getting caught in the others' blast radius. Head east four times. On the way, toss the needle-like dagger into the air, and cast "Beqquel Merlin", in an effort to catch the dagger inside the smoke. Then try to retrieve the dagger; regardless of whether it's possible, enchant the smoke with "Ulvulme Wendelnelve".
You leave the Nest, mere moments before a giant explosion can be heard from within. You start to head east towards an empty house. As your boots thud on the pavement, you cast a spell.
(Power: 6)(Control: 1+1=2)You toss the dagger into the air as a pungent, eye-watering smell pervades the area. The knife suspends itself in midair for a second before it disappears. Your momentary confusion is abated as the dagger clatters to the pavement some seconds later, just after the Words of your next incantation leave your lips.
(Power: 4)(Control: 5+1-1=5)Your spell sets the smell slicing away, swiftly whizzing off into the distance. You’re not entirely sure
where, but you retrieve your weapon as you reach the house.
You look as another Dream Denizen doll looks–Can it be said to be looking?–at you, almost curiously, from the distressed doorway. You notice small strands of web falling off the house and onto the doll, and as it moves forward, pulled by invisible forces toward you, you hear a sudden slashing noise as it collapses to the ground and begins crawling away, fleeing around the twisted building.
My eyes sweep over the area, assessing the number and locations of the eggs. I step forward, making sure my teammates are not in the line of fire between me and the targets, and then assuming a kneeling position, the weapon raised to my shoulder, my eyes aiming down the barrel. My ears fold down, shielding themselves from the noise to come, and my tail is extended behind me, steadying my balance. My forward arm has its elbow resting just beyond my knee, no bone-to-bone contact between the joints, but soldily resting, steadying my aim, and the flames that form the pupils of my eyes flare up as I have finally decided the way forward is violence. And finally, with the eggs as my targets, I open fire.
As I fire, I pay attention to the feedback I am getting, the understanding of the status of my weapon, its needs, and its ammo state. As ammo gets low, I'll be casting "Gengae" to reload.
And once I've seen it in action, it'll be time to give it the name it will have earned.
(Might: 6)(Grace: 3)You touch the gun, heat rising from the tips of your fingers, through your arms, and into your spine where you
feel the gun, willing it into action. The initial blast is loud, far louder than even your covered ears were expecting, but you fire shot after shot into egg after egg.
Your gun begins to heat up, the barrel igniting in white-hot fire from the use, as the last of your powdery reserves run dry. The weapon requests another meal, and you cast your magic in response.
(Power: 5)(Control: 1)(Recoil: 2)As the magic flows outward, your weapon eats greedily, consuming the black powder in an instance, neglecting safety in favor of gluttony. The powder appears inside the barrel, heated instantly to an explosion of power. The barrel of your weapon shreds outward, unleashing a blast of fire, shrapnel, and shell in a cone, enveloping many of the eggs in front of you.
In the blink of an eye, the weapon is as it was, whole and unharmed, if maybe a little distended at the barrel. Most of the eggs, on the other hand, do not, instead lying in a burning heap of destruction.
Keep heroic form up! If ever there was a time to be strong, it is now!
Cast Qunnai on my limbs and whip, empowering them with the destructive green energy! I need more smashing power!
Smaaaaaash!
As Golden Flame unleashes a torrent of gunfire, you follow suit, dodging between shots as you strike at the eggs with your whips, arms, legs… Anything you have!
(Might: 1+1+1=3)Though you break a few of the eggs, you’re not quite reaching the extent that you could. You begin casting your spell as another egg shatters.
(Power: 3)(Control: 2)While your limbs certainly feel more up to the task, they also feel a bit itchy, and spider egg goo just isn’t bringing that down, either. You smash another spider egg for good measure.
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Ignorance idly flips her bat in her hand, building a bit of momentum.
"Pathetic, you couldn't even hit me. Your hoard is pitiful in size. You're not even a real dragon, just a mere fish pretending."
Provoke dragonfish, then home run it into the eggs for massive damage.
(Will: 1)You antagonize the waterdragonfish, taunting it towards you as you ready the bat.
It’s bases loaded, two outs, two strikes in the last inning. You tap the sides of your feet with the water bat, splashing water all over home plate. The crowd goes silent, mostly due to a large explosion from Golden Flame’s gun that took away your hearing a few moments ago, but you ready for the pitch. The water-dragon-fish-ball flies at you!
You swing. The fish stops in midair, a few feet from your bat, held back by some unseen force. Strike three. Game over. Your teammates pour lukewarm soda down your shirt on the 40-minute bus ride back home. The bus driver makes you clean it up.
The dragonfish begins reeling backwards, pulled by a thin line into the darkness of the Nest as eight eyes stare at you from the darkness.
(Weaving: 1)(Evasion: 6)Five strands of web emerge from the darkness, targeting your limbs and head. You deftly dodge them all, smacking away one into a layer of eggs. The web retracts, pulling the eggs deeper inward, where you hear the shells hatch.
I nervously glance back toward the eg- I mean bubble rap "Aw jeez... how about I try this!"
Aguilegog! I shall summon a bookshelf then push it over to pop the eg- I mean bubble rap! This plan is foolproof!
(Power: 1)(Control: 6)As the Words leave your lips, there is a moment of hesitation. This plan relies on a bookshelf falling on these spiders, but what if it faces the wrong way? You adjust, at the cost of the spell itself, forming a small box full of tattered books. It lands on top of an egg, shattering it.
Plan successful!
You watch as the other eggs around you get pulled back into the Nest by little strands of web. The eggs crack and tiny little legs begin to crawl their way outward.
You listen, staring into the darkness as a wave of tar-black and still-growing spiders crawl their way out of the Nest, scurrying their way past you.
[The Nest's eggs have hatched. An egg remains in a purple casket.]Though you’ve destroyed many of the eggs, there are still a couple dozen newly hatched spiders making their way out of the Nest. Even as you watch them, they seem to grow in size, engulfing the space around them, pushing one another to get out and away from the catastrophe
Description:
A swarm of spiderlings scurry their way out of the Nest. They act as of one mind, and that mind is currently saying to escape! They can always kill their prey from a safer location.
Traits:
--Accelerated Growth (5): Each Spiderling can grow into a Small Outsider Spider within 5 Turns.
--Unknown
--Unknown
Status:
--Whittled Down: Many of the swarm’s eggs were destroyed, leaving only around couple dozen left alive. -1 to Might. -20 to Initiative.
Location:
Attempting to flee the Nest.
Description:
It is a humanoid doll made of cloth and twigs, brambles and nails. It crawls on all fours in a disconcerting way.
Nightmare Traits:
--Child's Play: Children of the Househedge can concoct murderous or obstructing children's games with a compulsive effect. These may be resisted with Resistance, a Will roll. If multiple Children collaborate, the games may be increased in scale or potency.
--Unknown.
Status:
It doesn’t have the Words to express what it feels. It is currently fleeing.
Location:
The House east of the Nest, near Luna’s Vestige.
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Houses have been marked in H. They may be traversed by breaking through them. Assessment: moderate-high risk. Broken houses are italicized, and may be traversed with reduced risk.
Roads have been marked in _. By default, your party may traverse 4 road areas per [Turn], at a steady pace. Assessment: low risk.
Obfuscated, unknown areas have been marked in #. Assessment: unknown risk.
Intangible Outsider webbing has been marked by W. Assessment: high risk.
Nest has been marked by N. Assessment: high risk.
Key areas, that may contain your objective, have been marked in *. Assessment: unknown risk.
@: Heavenly Clerk, Skylord, Ignorance's Witch, and Golden Flare - and the entrance to the Nest. All defenders have entered the Nest.
@: Luna's Vestige
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