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[Dermonster]

Ah, I see now. Thanks for clearing that up.

[KineseN]

"I'll bring you the metal, but don't expect more."

Kin ran for the mountain before his father could put him down. "Time for another hunt."

[Elfeater]

Claw her again

[Tarran]

Combat Turn: Scientia Addo VS Nelar: Turn 2.

Spoiler: Initiative (click to show/hide)

        Nelar
    Scientia Addo

Nelar first.

"That was for mother you bitch, and this is for me!"

Slice his wings off.

Claw her again

Nelar tries her luck again, and swings her hand at her sister. [Nelar Agi:6+1-1][Scientia Agi:3+1+1][Difference: 1, no bonus][4 damage out of 3d2, divide by two, 2 damage] She gets a lucky hit, even as the gods try to prevent the strike. The cut merely grazes her sister, though, causing a small amount of bleeding in Scientia's front left leg.

Scientia retaliates. [Scientia Agi:4+1+1][Nelar Agi:2+1-1][Difference: 4, +50% damage][Weap integrity:5][Dam: 7 out of 4d3, then +1d3-1 damage from ALL offensive magic schools, total rolls minus resistances give +4 damage. TOTAL: 11 damage!] Scientia aims for her sister's wings, and throws another swing. The gods guide her hand, not to her sister's wings, but her sister's head. Scientia swiftly cuts off her sister's wings, then... cuts her sister's head off...

...

Nelar has died!

Spoiler: Nelar (click to show/hide)

You don't even notice the blade swiftly cutting off your wings, it cuts off your head before then. You lay in shock for, mercifully, only a second before your mind stops and your soul drifts away. Not to heaven, oh no. Your soul is pulled down by the god of evil.

Prepare yourself, for a long, long eternity of pain and suffering, in some of the deepest pits of hell... your kind of sin is rare, and many demons will enjoy torturing you...



Before death, you succeeded in:
Killing a single dragon though persuasion. Namely, your mother.
You obtained a small amount of wealth.
You survived the Baby stage of life.

You had on death:
A generic golden necklace.

People who knew of you:
7 Dragon-raiders.
Your mother.
Your sister.

You died to: Your sister, in self defense, in your Family's Cave, located in the Kingdom of Iberia's territory.

Combat ends.

Spoiler: Dermonster: Scientia Addo (click to show/hide)

HP: 8/20.
Female.
Mother: Cielstraza.
Father: Abyssion.
Age: Child.

Strength: 51. Recent: 0.
Agility: 65. Recent: 0.
Intelligence: 85. Recent: 0.
Toughness: 50. Recent: 0.
Charisma: 90. Recent: 0.
Fame: 0. Recent: 0.
Trustworthiness: 50. Recent: 0.
Cruelty: 50. Recent: 0.
Evilness: 45. Recent: 0.
Intimidation: 25.

Items:
Shortsword Of The Gods.

Spoiler: Elfeater: Nelar (click to show/hide)

HP: Dead.
Female.
Mother: Cielstraza.
Father: Abyssion.
Age: Dead.

Strength: 0. Recent: Dead.
Agility: 0. Recent: Dead.
Intelligence: 0. Recent: Dead.
Toughness: 0. Recent: Dead.
Charisma: 0. Recent: Dead.
Fame: 0. Recent: Dead.
Trustworthiness: 0. Recent: Dead.
Cruelty: 0. Recent: Dead.
Evilness: 0. Recent: Dead.
Intimidation: 0.

Extra status: CURSED by the gods! Duration: 15 turns. Effect: Rolls made by you gain or lose +1 or -1, depending on which one hurts you the most. Rolls against you gain or lose +1 or -1 depending on which one hurts you the most. Walking near altars of said gods will invoke a hostile response.
Dead: You're dead. Unless someone plans to bring your soul back from the dead, you're gone from the game now.

Items:
Gold necklace.

Well, there goes Elf. ...Not much else I can think of saying, really.

Oh, and Dermonster, just a note: due to all this trauma, both physical and mental, don't expect to be unscathed the next time you advance a life stage. You're going to have a lot of problems next life stage.

Overall, this was a lose/lose situation. Good job Elfeater.

[Dermonster]

Thank you elf >.>

Huzzah I'm not dead, and that's what matters!

Throw the body out of the cave. Bury the sword, thank deities for their assistance and attempt to pry out this arrow. Keep a lot of cloth at hand for possible bleeding.

[Elfeater]

I wasnt enjoying it that much and wanted it to end... I didnt mean to kill our mother btw

[Dwarmin]

I didnt mean to kill our mother btw

Tell that to the torture Demons.

[IronyOwl]

Name: Raikonai
Gender: Male
Body:
  Head: Very Rough
  Horns: Large Horns
  Claws: Long Claws
  Scale Color: Black
  Body length: Long
  Spine stiffness: Standard
  Tail: Long
  Breath: Fire
Stats:
  Strength: 65   (+5 Tail, +10 Gender)
  Agility: 35   (-5 Tail, -5 Length, -5 Gender)
  Intelligence: 55   (-5 Gender, +10 Bonus)
  Toughness: 65   (+5 Length, +10 Gender)
  Charisma: 70   (+5 Head, +5 Horns, +5 Color, -5 Gender, +10 Bonus)
Roleplaying:
  Personality: Ambitious, creative, greedy, controlling
  Mother background: Saikar the Blind, an ancient worshipper of some horror unknown to the waking world. Her eye sockets are shrouded in darkness, suggesting that she may not have eyes, but she doesn't seem particularly vision impaired. She's known for receiving visions in her sleep, though never of anything pleasant, so the particularly desperate or deranged sometimes seek her out. She's also rumored to have dark powers granted by her patron, but with a dragon of her age and power it can be hard to tell.
  Father background: Shakarai, a deranged necromancer living in a tower full of horrors. He spends most of his time polymorphed into a human, for better fine manipulation of his test subjects, and values magical knowledge and eldritch power above all else. He's widely feared as a peerless necromancer lord in either form.


Now to read over the thread, so I know what's going on. >_>

[IronyOwl]

Alright, so I only read some of it. Seems fairly tame for the most part, but I do approve of the level of magical experimentation going on.

But! I did toss a little rat at one of the strange color orbs I found. I was curious! But, I was careful, like you taught me to be.

Again with the orbs. Dwarmin, THERE ARE NO ORBS, THOSE WERE CRYSTALS. Like, raw crystals. I did not mention orbs.

ORBS FTW

Also, this greatly amused me for some reason.

[Tarran]

Alright, so I only read some of it. Seems fairly tame for the most part, but I do approve of the level of magical experimentation going on.

What you aren't seeing is the true lethality of it. Everyone's been getting pretty good rolls, much to my disappointment. :| I would've really been smiling if Dwarmin's bracelet was not only a bad item, but a cursed bad item. However, the RNG is being a goddamn jerk and not letting me (or maybe even us if you guys like seeing someone in pain) have any fun.

In addition, Tal could've gotten a MUCH worse effect from walking into the distorted room. A much, much worse effect. Sadly, the RNG only made him have a minor inconvenient status effect.

[IronyOwl]

Everyone's been getting pretty good rolls, much to my disappointment. :| I would've really been smiling if Dwarmin's bracelet was not only a bad item, but a cursed bad item. However, the RNG is being a goddamn jerk and not letting me (or maybe even us if you guys like seeing someone in pain) have any fun.

You should totally do a roguelike RTD.

[Tarran]

That's a horrifically... good idea. Unfortunately, I'm unable to be cruel like that. I just... plain can't, I don't have it in me.

I also wouldn't play it for the same reason why I can barely tolerate roguelikes: I hate dying. I don't know why I just hate dying, I just do.

But you should totally make it anyway since you thought of it.

And because you don't have an active RTD at the moment. I don't have that luxury.

[IronyOwl]

Oh, the cruelty part's easy. Just have deceased players do all the heavy lifting for you: When slain, players arise as some horrifying, twisted shadow of their former selves, who can only find peace (meaning rejoin the waiting list) by slaughtering their former comrades (who were probably more like rivals anyway).


As for me doing it, that sounds like a good idea, but I'm currently planning a Dwarf Fortress-style game. It takes more planning than I'd thought.

[Draignean]

A: Whatever I choose, B: Less than in Dwarmin's RTD, C: Equal to Dwarmin's RTD, or D: More than in Dwarmin's RTD?

Alpha, always. Hell, I was intending to be a Broken Paladin type on Dwarmin's, might as well go a wee bit darker on this one.

Eat my eggshell to absorb the organometallic calcite based composite that Dragon eggs are apparently made of.

(Hey, you said you abhorred non-spec actions)

[Tarran]

A: Whatever I choose, B: Less than in Dwarmin's RTD, C: Equal to Dwarmin's RTD, or D: More than in Dwarmin's RTD?

Alpha, always. Hell, I was intending to be a Broken Paladin type on Dwarmin's, might as well go a wee bit darker on this one.

Just for clarification, does Alpha mean A? Because you kinda sound like you prefer D based on what you're saying. Alpha, to me and with your sentence at the end, could be taken as "Alpha Male" or "Hardest" or something like that.

(Hey, you said you abhorred non-spec actions)

You're trying to troll me (in a friendly way), aren't you? >_>