MAGICZap that golem into submission.
"well that accomplished nothing, ill go look after those guys upstairs"
Prepare for combat by equipping my Montera! COME AT ME, YOU BIG BRUTE.
Rejoin the others... wherever they went.
Alora moves to catch up with Zathyran and Pierre
Finish forming; attack Claire, grab Zathyran
SCIENCEFriar Greenmoore moves up the stairs, leading the group with shield brought out defensively.
Move up next to Greenmore on the stairs with his own shield to maximize coverage
Get up, and begin walking up the steps
Tariq follows the group up the stairs into the next level.
Alexander followed his allies up the stairs.
The mirrors finished forming into a massive torso with an oversized head, the jaws containing several rows of reflective teeth. Its eyes were blank and empty, showing them only their own faces as its arms extended to block the way up. It let out a guttural, inhuman roar... sparking Zathyran into action! Electricity arced between his fingers as he raised them towards the colossus... (-4 MP. 6+2 vs 5+3 [4+2 vs 4+3]; 2. 3+2 vs 1+3; 7+3 Critical Success, 2d10x2+75% + 1d10x2+75%; 46+35=81 damage) The first blast of lightning hit the creation in the face and reflected off, arcing into the ceiling harmlessly. When it opened its mouth for a second roar, Zathyran threw both hands forward, shooting a bolt directly into its throat and shocking it from the inside!
Malleus. Claire, and Alora came up the stairs the second they heard the first roar. To everyone's shock, the extremely armored Malleus was leading the three and he cleared the last step with a mighty leap, raising his warhammer in both hands... (8+2 vs 3+3; 8+3 Critical Success, 2d6x2+75%+50% Effective Type (Bashing); 42 damage. 1, no freeze) He swung it down with all of his might, smashing it directly in the forehead and sending small shards of mirrored glass everywhere! He landed, twirling his weapon around his hand for momentum as he raised his shield... Pierre, in the meantime, had used the opportunity to swap hats to his newest find: the Montera! He put it on and instantly felt lighter on his feet.
Alora, too, was running in to attack and ran past Pierre, who was too busy admiring his many reflections in the facets of the creature's face to even consider attacking at the moment. (1+3 vs 3+3) But she, too, was stopped and stunned by the reflection! Not Pierre's, just the light that was shining off of the creature. It got in her eyes and blinded her. Claire, in the rear, finally got close enough to attack (5 vs 4+3) but she was the third victim of the reflection! This time it WAS Pierre's reflection that stopped her. "Hat looks good on you," she commented.
The colossus didn't care about any of that! (Claire: 1+3 vs 6+2. Zathyran: 8+3 vs 4+3) It grabbed Zathyran with its closer hand, identifying him as the largest threat, and lifted him into the air. At any moment it could start squeezing the life out of him, or fling him into the ground or out a window. O.O (Zathyran is being Crushed! Until he escapes with a successful movement roll, he will automatically take 1d6 damage each round, and the colossus has the option to slam him against the ground for massive damage although that will release him instantly. On the other hand, he can still attack with a slight penalty, and while he's being held the colossus only gets one attack per round...)
In the other group, the five proceeded upstairs cautiously... but nothing dangerous awaited them in the next room! In fact, all that was there was a rather pagan - in Greenmoore's estimation, anyway - tree with a few gifts scattered under it. Each was in a package with a name on the front, and a note hung from the tree. Tariq took it and read it aloud. "To my test subjects: You were most entertaining in the previous room! It's too bad that my latest two acquisitions escaped, but this way I'll get to see how they react to these situations as well. I suppose it isn't a total loss in that regard. I do look forward to seeing all of you. Personally, that is. I'm watching you right now." As he said that, all five looked around. Biernat saw it first: a familiar eye peeking out of an alcove high in the wall. As soon as everyone saw it, it vanished upwards. Tariq turned back to his letter. "Take these gifts. I do so want you to stay alive for a few more tests."
He shrugged and discarded the letter as they looked at their presents. Tariq opened his first; it was a sword. In fact it looked almost exactly like the other talwar he had! But where the name 'Karim' was engraved along the blade, this one instead said 'Farah.' He buckled the sheath to his swordbelt. (Tariq gets: Paired Blade, Farah's Talwar! Upgrades gained by this are also applied to Karim's Talwar, and vice versa.) Next was Alexander. His package was almost as tall as he was! He opened it to find a rather masterfully crafted claymore; the blade was wide and slightly heavy for more cutting power, and the golden hilt was wrapped with brown leather. The pommel, a round knob, was studded with onyx gems. This, too, had a name carved along the blade: "Joyeuse." (Alexander gets: Joyeuse! It is slashing, +1 to damage, and on a Major+ success, inflicts Shadow damage with a 25% chance (4 on 1d4) of inflicting Poisoned status. When an enemy is poisoned, 1d4 is rolled; the enemy takes the result as damage for 1d6 rounds. Poison doesn't stack.)
Third to open his present was Biernat. In it, he found a black ball and chain. It didn't appear to be too special until the ball opened up a pair of dark eyes and regarded him for a few moments before baring its fangs at him. Cautiously, he picked it up. The chain squirmed a bit like a giant tail, until it looped around his body. Once it was comfortable, it pulled itself from his hands and hung itself from its chain, making a sound suspiciously like snoring. (Biernat gets: Chain Chomp! It deals 1d8 damage normally, and by spending 1 MP when attacking, gains a 50% chance to get a second, free attack with it!) He petted it as Greenmoore cautiously pulled apart the wrapping on his gift.
Inside was a pair of old robes that he recognized at once... in fact, he hadn't seen them in almost twenty years: his old robes, back when he first started hunting creatures of the night. He had lost them in that incident with the succubus, and they still looked as pristine now as they did then: pure white, with a single red cross at the chest and upper back. He shed his current brown robe and put it on, marveling that it still fit as well as it used to. (Greenmoore gains: Crusader Robes! These robes subtract -1 damage from any damage roll against him, but will not provoke a counter if the effect lowers the roll enough.) Once again, he felt protected by his faith.
The final present went to Frenz, and he opened it eagerly. As a nobleman, he was used to receiving gifts, some useful like hunting dogs, and some for courtship, like wine from various noblewomen. This, however, definitely fell into the 'useful' category. It appeared to be a plain leather whip... until he cracked it, and it blazed with a brilliant white flame momentarily. With a grin to himself, he rolled it up and stuck it into his belt. (Franz gets: Flame Whip! It inflicts both Fire and Blunt damage, has +1 to damage, and a 25% chance (4 on 1d4) on a Major+ success to inflict Burning status. When Burning, an enemy takes 1d4 (1d8 if weak to fire) damage for two rounds and defense is lowered by -1 until the status ends.)
They compared gifts and made small talk for a few moments, but they still had a choice before them. This time, there were three doors: south, east, and west. What were they to do?
Zathyran Firsankh: 31/35 HP - 27/39 MP
Malleus Raulat: 32/40 HP - 19/23 MP
Pierre Dé Grasse: 40/40 HP - 8/10 MP
Claire Rosara: 35/35 HP - 18/18 MP
Alora Moonsilver: 25/25 HP - 20/20 MP
Mirror Colossus: 477/600 HP
Friar Greenmoore: 20/20 HP - 24/30 MP
Biernat Hara: 36/40 HP - 14/15 MP
Frenz Grende: 44/45 HP - 5/5 MP
Tariq al-Sayyid: 26/35 HP - 15/15 MP
Alexander Sylias: 25/25 HP - 25/25 MP
Greenmoore's Hearts: 5/5
Pierre's Current Hat: Feather
IronyOwl still has a skillup, and you still have some time to think about it, IO. ^^^ At the very least you have to deal with this monster first. :3
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