You awake with a start.Whenever you manage to refrain from dreamwalking your sleep is dreamless, just a blankness that exists. Like you really, it's a pale imitation of sleep that mirrors your attempts at humanity.Honamurei lays on her front, fitfully sleeping on the opposite end of your destroyed bed. The coverings totally discarded at the foot of the bed on her side and wrapped around you at your end; another sign that "Rest" wasn't really the word to describe what you just had. It takes a minute to pry your hands form the covers, the dry blood staining your skin also holding you tight to the fabrics. But something disturbed you, so you should probably-The fog seems to clear from your eyes instantly, allowing you see a man standing in the room with a spear by his side and a lit cigarette clamped between his lips. Vernon Lexington's hands both drip crimson. A small trail of droplets following his approach from the doorway and beyond, the spell of mutual appraisal only lasts until he addresses you. "Get up. We're going on a walk."You're left questioning if it even happened when he silently retreats, leaving nothing to show for his intrusion save the lingering smell of tobacco and small red pools.> [CURIOSITY] Sure, Why not> [FEAR] Let Hona know where you're going... just in case> [DETERMINATION] No, you should sleep. You need to be rested in case of trouble tomorrow.> Write-In
>>2064906hill stuff:Tw: @StarbornQDiscord Invite: https://discord.gg/FQS6hKm Discord Commands: !!join [@StarbornQuest][@CabinQuest] [@WCNQuest] [@deleted-role] [@QuestLyoko]Lewd/Extra Content Pastebin: http://pastebin.com/u/StarbornOPStarborn Thread 0: https://yuki.la/qst/486356Starborn Archive: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=StarbornStarborn CS: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1csg7vC-Yz10aAqk9ZwdCNv24obLGTtM5p6bKkPq1Pgc/edit# Welcome back to Starborn guys. Glad to be back with the flagship.
>>2064906>[FEAR] Let Hona know where you're going... just in case
>>2064906>> [FEAR] Let Hona know where you're going... just in case
>>2064906> [CURIOSITY] Sure, Why not
>>2064950The Greater Good.
>>2064950>>2064945>>2064943>>2065092You go to shake Hona awake as you sit up, but seeing her tiny sleeping form totally clean and perfect gives you pause. The mess on your palms and stains on your knuckles are too fresh and raw to be laid on her... So as delicately as one can, you elbow her in the ribs. And again, and again.It takes fives elbows before she stirs, "Vhatttt?" She moans,"Going for a walk with Lex." You say, she turns over and pouts at you... Her eyepatch even manages to twitch in complaint, "I'll be back soon."The mewls of exhausted annoyance and sadness are hard to resist and walk away from, but you're already fully clothed - so simply walking into the main area is enough to see Lex heading out into the cold night. Thankfully the chilling rain that had been everpresent since leaving Mido three days past is gone for now, leaving just you and Lex alone beneath the void and it's many glistening stars. Not a cloud in the sky."Okay. I'm here." You monotone, "Now what."He places a hand on your shoulder, "Grab my waist or hand or arm or clothes or wherever. Just be sure not to seperate."As you grip his old shirt tight and ball part of it in your hand you have to ask the obvious question -"Why would we get-" With a single step he's taken a step and dragged you along with him. That single step is accompanied by some mysterious spell that turns everything around you into water... In fact, where once your were watched over by stars in a midnight sky, now there is only the ripples of gigantic crashing waves being carried down to you by unseen currents and tides that pull and push at them as they travel. Everything outside of the magnificent green light radiating from both of your position is Darkness, until in the distance a ripple of yellow winks into view.An eel, larger than most city walls slithers through the water as smoothly as a bird in flight. The titanic body of the cerature emitting lemon patterns that pulsate and broadcast across leagues upon leagues, the creature's own light and yours seeming to combine and magnify to show the impossible vastness...And the rows and rings of coral structures positively teeming with humanoids; from this distance they look miniscule - like parasites on a great beast. But something within you bets they are of comparable size to you or the man lazily kicking his legs by your side."Welcome to the elemental plane of water." A voice, unmistakably Lex's echoes throughout your mind.> [PRIDE] You always impress Doc> [CURIOSITY] There's so much to explore...> [GRIEF] Is there a reason you dragged me all this way> [FRUSTRATION] So you dragged me literally a world away> Write-In
>>2065126> [PRIDE] You always impress Doc
>>2065126> [GRIEF] Is there a reason you dragged me all this way
>>2065126>> [CURIOSITY] There's so much to explore...
>>2065152>>2065147>>2065139>>2065135A fucking four way tie on the second vote.Sure. Why not.
>>2065172Switching to > [PRIDE] You always impress DocSince my vote was basically that anyway only more astonished.
>>2065176>>2065152>>2065147>>2065139>>2065135"Holy shit, you never fail to impress Doc." You say, watching as the Eel opens it's almost draconian mouth and begin singing a song that probably came to be long before humans walked upon your own plane.Lexington allows himself to exhale some smoke from his still lit cigarette before he deigns to begin a conversation, "Now this isn't just a stroll for fun or wonder. I want you to know what kind of worlds there are beyond our worlds.""Okay." You say simply, kicking your legs not to sink lower than the wizard, "So we're on the plane of water so what.""Didn't expect it so sink in at first. Ah well. Next up." Without even changing his expression another spell is cast and you find yourself surrounded by sheer noise, metal on metal booms across metal hallways.Everywhere you look the glows of fires foot towering spires of blackened smoke. Beyond you can see the swinging and felling of trees; each one colossal in their own right as the murky light of a blue light shines down from the hazy horizon. Metallic creatures with furnace bellies wander through the industrial city, feeding themselves with chunks of gigantic rock that they seem to pull directly from the ground, trunks of those huge trees or even from the embers of the fire itself."Whatever you do, do not touch anything." Lexington says as the two of you walk amongst great automatic contraptions that rise, fall, whizz, whir and clack in ever continuing and unfathomable operation."Where are we now." You ask as the two of you pass what looks like a fountain, though in lieu of water sweet smelling silver liquid sprouts out from all of it's wooden carved orifices. "This is the plane of artifice and industry. It is named in elvish a word that is a combination of the two; translates to conscious creation." His teaching past comes to him as you both stop and observe a creature approach the well. It's ungainly and awkward in it's movement; with it's left leg appearing a different colour of wood to it's right - but once it hunches over the strange green wood that produces the unusual liquid; it displays delicacy and grace beyond that of any mortal you've seen. It's root like hands are snapped or bent into nerw shapes by the creature as it leans in to make minute adjustments to the facial expressions of what looks to be a Hobbit in song. "So the deal with this place is, anything sentients made." You cratch behind your ear as you silently watch the creature work. "What's this big thing's deal anyway?""He's a Masilikon. They can be found on around a dozen planes, though I have no idea how they move between them." He squints, activating his enigma so his eyes glow - "This guy's not actually born in this plane. He came here from the plane of Rebirth.""So he was such a good craftsman, he just ended up here." You summise.
>>2065284"It could honestly be as you say. But nobody has witnessed these guys moving between planes. What he's messing with is a silverwater spring. It's a real Powerful artifact that you'll find in high magic woodland. Attracts and feeds Fae so they don't come after all o' us mortals.""And he made it?" You wonder aloud, as the creature begins limping around, perhaps to view his amendments in a new light. "Lots of people owe him there lives.""Well. It did seem like he was on the mortal plane at one point, so maybe a God yanked him here as reward for his great innovation." Lexington tugs at his ragged beard, "Worth thinkin' about that is.""Well you seem to want me to think." You deadpan. "Might as well try to get this over with.""Only one more stop." He responds, "Keep yer knickers on until you get home to your little birdie."> [PRIDE] As if you'd ever get them off> [DETERMINATION] I'll work out whatever you want me to.> [GRATITUDE] Thanks for teaching me whatever you're trying to> Write-In
>>2065288>[DETERMINATION] I'll work out whatever you want me to.
>>2065288>> [DETERMINATION] I'll work out whatever you want me to.
>>2065288> [DETERMINATION] I'll work out whatever you want me to.
>>2065362>>2065360>>2065322>>2065297"Look, I'll figure out whatever it is you want me too." You sigh, "Couldn't we have had a sit down conversation about this. Or at least have done this big trip during the day?""No." Lex says as he begins using his spear to scratch out a complex magical looking circle, "Don't move." He orders before continuing, "Tomorrow you'll be useless and the day after that we arrive at The Academy - assuming the bastard dragon doesn't catch up t' us first.""Why will I be useless tomorrow?" Is all you muster in response, "I mean it's just another da-""We burn Luc tomorrow." he says, and your hands begin to shake, dropping little red stains all over his magical circle, "I'm doing this now because I hope ye'll remember this when we go through that." > [WORRY] Does it have to be so soon?> [PRIDE] If it's what has to be done....> [DETERMINATION] I'm FINE> [GRIEF] ...> Write-In
>>2065427> [GRIEF] ...
>>2065427>> [GRIEF] ...
>>2065440>>2065435>>2065431>>2065461As soon as I typed it I knew what would win. We JRPG Protag now. Writing.
>>2065440>>2065435>>2065431>>2065461In the end you opt to observe the world around you, taking in the finer details of the creature working on the well; as he makes a soft coo akin to a purr, the horn like crest on his head opens up to show great pages of silver; yet again you marvel at the sounds of this alien plane. But this time there's someting else, you note that everywhere you've went these creatures of the planes - some semi sentient as far as you're aware - all had a sense of purpose and focus a driving will internalised into a routine or desire... some kind of ambition.Beyond helping Honamurei and killing off those who've wronged yo-Beyond that, what do you even have.You aren't like these smelter like monstrosities who can live and fight over some rocks that may or may not have any special properties. But then, you're not exactly the shining model of human emptahy and understanding either.Something in between. A semi sentient Starborn...This moping around, ignoring Honamurei, isolating yourself from those you have left... Has becoming more complete really helped you if its caused you nothing but duress and pain?"Hey Lex...." You begin."Without getting more human ye'd be wanderin' like a wild animal. An' never would have met yer bird or the kid." He says while mouthing something, like he was tryin' to memorize it.How did he-"Still connected t yer mind in case something happens." He admits gruffly, "Should've said. My bad." The man rises to his full height and dusts off his hands, allwoing you to roll your shoulders idly and actually make eye contact for once, "Thing is with us Starborn. Specially us old ones - death and misery gonna follow us everywhere. Power, magic, whatever the actual source; Starborn are trouble."You protest in confusion, "But surely we can protect-""Not everyone. You've lost someone dear t' ye. And it's hard, especially the first ones. Always the hardest." Lex actually holds your biceps in his hands, seemingly ignorant of the red streaks he's leaving on the white fabric or the bits of flesh and brain hanging off of him, "You've forgotten this so I'll remind you. We lose people. We outlive them or see them killed. Ye gotta enjoy what time ye have and harden the fuck out of yer heart... cause the less you care the saner you stay.""I....""You've seen the world I got in here." He taps his temples. "Ye know how many I lost and ye know I'm speaking from experience."> [CRUELTY] So I resign myself ot having a fucking necropolis in my head is that it?> [PRIDE] No. I'm not gonna stop grieving just because you say so.> [SHAME] It's my fault he's dead. I'll never forget that.> [?????] ??? ???? ???> Write-In
>>2065538> [?????] ??? ???? ???MYSTERYBOX
>>2065538>> [?????] ??? ???? ???
>>2065548Of course it's YOUUUUU
>>2065538> [?????] ??? ???? ???
>>2065538>> [?????] ??? ???? ???I'm weak.
>>2065577>>2065556>>2065550>>2065548Gonna grab some food and then write this.New emotion unlocked.
>>2065577>>2065556>>2065550>>2065548>>2065604https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u6IETf-vuxA> ANGER unlockedYou round on him and your bloody hands are clenched into fists as the check on your temper is a thing of the past, "HOW DARE YOU!" You roar ready to punch him.Lexington doesn't even react, looking down at your fists with utter condescension, "I asked you to do one fucking thing. But this will just drive my point home."The old man does not balk or change his emotion as a screeching akin to cutlery on a plate assaults your ears. With a snarl you turn around and find yourself face to face with the belly maw of one of the gigantic rotund smelter creatures. A fireball is forged within the confines of the foundry and you find yourself, leaping over and behind the creature as the explosion shakes up the landscape. The thing packing a punch roughly around that of Hona's base left hook - difficult but manageable.The steel screaming rings out again as the thing throws it stocky arms out and charges, ready to swipe at you with ragged claws of various metal. But you simply exhale as you feel your bloody hands slip into the silken glove and reach for your saw."Need to redraw the ritual, hold it." > [ZEN] Actually no, sunshine fist> [PRIDE] Fire with fire, wrist flamers a go go> [DETERMINATION] You need to hit hard and quick and you carry a big stick> Write-In
>>2065748>> [DETERMINATION] You need to hit hard and quick and you carry a big stick
Mystery Box.You beguiling, deadly temptress.>>2065748> [PRIDE] Fire with fire, wrist flamers a go go
>>2065748>FearDual shield mode.I'd say go for pure defense.If it attacks us with it's claws deflect with one shield and saw at it with the edges of our other shield
>>2065760>>2065768>>20657733 way tie and one of them's a write in.
>>2065748> [DETERMINATION] You need to hit hard and quick and you carry a big stick
>>2065814>>2065773>>2065768>>20657601d20 best of 3. Crits overwrite even outside of the 3 and cancel out.
Rolled 7 (1d20)>>2065820
Rolled 9 (1d20)>>2065820
Rolled 6 (1d20)>>2065820Here goes.
Starborn dice as usual. Let's hope someone crits while I piss.
>>2065826Can I roll again?
>>2065853Everyone gets one.
>>2065853>>2065858Worth a shot
>>2065869>>2065853>>2065838>>2065832>>2065826Called and writing.
>>2065869>>2065853>>2065838>>2065832>>2065826Without moving you make to swing your polesaw to bat the Smelter devil up into the sky and away in a single strike, but as you lean into the blow; utilizing the rev on your saw to sink the teeth of your weapon into the steel hide of the beast.Where the weapon sticks fast, leaving you inside the range of this monster. With two meaty swipes, you feel chunks of your shoulder and cheek fly form your body with surprising ease. Using the recoil from the monsters own attacks however, you plant your feet and tear the polesaw free with the sound of banhsee's wailing. From the rent comes molten metal and slag ore that gushes out like a torrent, the glowing orange adding to your crimson hands and forcing you to hop back before the beast decides to charge once more."Lex, how long?" You clamly ask, making sure no arteries have been cut from your wounds."Less than a minute."> [GRATITUDE] He's made of metal. Magnet time.> [CRUELTY] Durability bypass and attack through the wound you left> [FEAR] Deploy Shields and play defense> [ANGER] Swing for the fences with polesaw> Write-In
>>2065950> [GRATITUDE] He's made of metal. Magnet time.
>>2065950> [CRUELTY] Durability bypass and attack through the wound you leftLet's not job this one
>>2065950> [GRATITUDE] He's made of metal. Magnet time.GET OVER HERE
>>2065950>> [GRATITUDE] He's made of metal. Magnet time.
>>2066271>>2066024>>2065994>>20659581d20 best of 3.
Rolled 3 (1d20)>>2066496Better then 7 please
Rolled 15 (1d20)>>2066496Time for the low roll runback.
Heading to work, update will be around 11GMT.
Rolled 16 (1d20)>>2066496
>>2066934>>2066498>>2066497Home from work, called. No more dice.
>>2066934>>2066516>>2066498>>2066497>>2066271>>2066024>>2065994>>2065958As your foe stomps forward with another ear ringing cry, you mirror it's movement effortlessly. Barely even exerting any effort to maintain the distance, your polesaw collapses and begins forming itself to your arms as you get further and further away from where Lexington is scribbling his insanely complex rituals into the hard packed dirt of this plane.But everything is a blur as you continue hopping back and over countless minute and sparking contraptions as the beast of industrial labour simply barrells through them.Until something clicks in your head and you gesture upwards with gauntlet laden arms. The creature stopping dead in it's tracks and straining with the sound of metal creaking, stressing, rending under the opposing forces of the creature's attempts at movement and your own magnetic assault. But eventually the flat feet's attempt to cling onto the ground is for naught as you begin raising the Smelter Devil into the air, like a conducter ready to perform her masterpiece you hold the squirming and screaming demon aloft in the air; completely at your mercy.> [CRUELTY] Time to vent some stress. Purps smash puny Devil> [DETERMINATION] Crush this tin can> [PITY] Launch the devil miles away> Write-In
>>2067434>> [PITY] Launch the devil miles away
>>2067434>> [CRUELTY] Time to vent some stress. Purps smash puny Devil
>>2067434> [CRUELTY] Time to vent some stress. Purps smash puny DevilVenting is good and good for you.Not so good for othersEven less so when you are a (((Slightly))) murderous starborn
>>2067466Would this face murder anyone?
>>2067539>>2067466>>2067459>>2067457With a sadistic grin you decide that you're going to use the remaining forty six seconds until Lexington is ready in as productive a manner as possible, by releasing some of the pent up stress and agression at an enemy; rather than your mentor/employer/friend/father figure."Scratch the last one." You say aloud as you bring the monster down on it's head hard. The thing's impact leaves a small crater as it hits hard enough that it's shrill wail begins to massively lower in pitch with all the metal warping around it's head.But you're not done oh no, gesturing as if you are waving to a giant; the monster is thrown to the side and groundward once twice and thrice as you begin pummelling the ground with it, acting like some furious God of destruction in this realm of creation.Within it's body the orange light fades and dies, the roaring blaze whimpering into nothing but pale embers of a forgotten conflagaration that once reigned supreme. Despite it's apparent death your slam your hands down and force it into the dirt with venom; a last strike to repay the lentghs it has stolen from your hide.In the dust cloud you simply keep you arm level as you return to Vernon, the creature being scraped along the ground and worn down in a surprisingly short amount of time. Despite this being a realm of creation, the dirt seems to have some strange qualities to it."Twelve seconds to spare kiddo." Lex says, lighting a cigarette with his finer while checking his work with a keen eye, "Have some fun?""Uh...." You take a deep breath, after all you don't really have the emotional depth to say this correct. "I'm sorry.""It's okay." Lex cuts you off, "Ye have fucked up emotions in first place, but yer experiencing yer first actual loss. Surprised we haven't come t' actual blows.""Well we kind of did once." You retort as you navigate the circles of runes and arcane iconography as delicately as you can. "Me askin' ya tae kill me is not a fight." He takes not of your progress and clasps forearms with you, "Right fancy feet; this one's dangerous as fuck." You wordlessly look at the two giant gouges on your body before leveling your deadpan gaze at him in it's full intensity. Surprisingly he has an answer to the silent accusation, "If you hadn't let go it would have been totally safe here."The two of you simply linger a moment as if there's more to be said; but for all the money in the world you cannot work out what you would say in this moment to Lex were your tongue not failing you; or what he would have to say to you. Thankfully this silent awkwardness passes, replaced with a simple command."Close your eyes." He says simply.
>>2068012Unwilling to further endanger yourself on this magical safari, you obey Lexington and feel an intense pressure across your body that soothes into an almost blanket like sensation of warmth and comfort. It does in fact elicit memories of the first time you slept alongside someone, namely Honamurei in her home. But so to does a sense of guilt creep into the memory as you remember the nights of sleeping on opposite sides of the bed and pretending not to notice her advances. You have not been particularly supportive nor active in this relationship."It happens. The important thing is saying sorry once you deal with the grief and stress." Lexington's voice echoes inside your mind, "Tread carefully with her. She's raised giant after all.""Got anything useful to say beyond relationship counselling boss?" You think you think back... the whole mind speaking thing continues to annoy you."Yup. Open your eyes." Lex says.And when you do, you behold the nights sky from a new angle. While before you would look up at the impossible vast Void of Venura, now in this most surprising of journeys; you are a part of it. Even you can spot the wordplay of two Starborn becoming indsitinguishable from the stars that dot the impossibility that is the Lord of nothing's domain. "Wow." You say aloud. thankfully it seems the stories of Venura suckig souls of those who breath here was false."I had the same reaction." Lex says with a nostalgic smile.> [CURIOSITY] What's that blue sphere> [ZEN] It's so peaceful up here> [PRIDE] Am I the first woman you've brought here?> Write-In
>>2068022> [ZEN] It's so peaceful up here
>>2068022>> [CURIOSITY] What's that blue sphere
>>2068022> [CURIOSITY] What's that blue sphere
>>2069388>>2069272>>2068853>>2068559>>2068032https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AQ3GndmvSi0"It's so peaceful up here." You blurt out brethlessly, "Everything is just... there's so many and so little-"Lex's eyes are closed, in seeming satisfaction, "Yeah. When things get bad I tend to come here.... It's not easy to do though." For once in his life there's no grit or gravel to Vernon's voice, you don't hear any bitterness or age. He sounds genuinely relaxed."What's the blue sphere over there?" You ask, looking to your left and seeing what looks like a small marble or gemstone. "What I was hoping you'd notice." Lex mutters a little and the two of you begin slowly hovering or moving towards it. Without landmarks or inertia the only thing that tells you you're actually moving are your feet slightly trailing behind you as whatever magic spreads through your body. "What you're looking at is our world. Everything we could possibly see, interact with or experience on the material plane is all on that tiny little blue orb.""Everything... is on that?" You parrot back, tken in by the sheer scale of what that implies. That you could walk every day for the rest of your ageless life and still not see the whole of your world... but there was so much beyond that. "Every single thing. Very few people get this perspective on it - but Scholars have used numbers to work some things out." Lex again goes into teacher mode, "Another word for certain planes are worlds. These tend to be planes of Godesses like Darna or Io and Mal." "Wait, Darna has a whole world under her command?""Yep. She is the moon. Just like Minerva is the yellow sun. You should honestly know that by now." He scolds."This is a lot to take in..." You admit as you come to a halt, on your left you see a gigantic red ball of flames, a burning and furious beacon that looks out over what is apparently your world. Behind it you see the flicker of yellow that you know now to be Minerva. The two suns... The Siblings."Well I can't hold this long so I'll ask if you know why I showed you all this." Lex butts in. Snapping you out of your introspection.> Perspective. You're telling me that Luc, Me, everyone is small in the grand scheme> You're showing me that there's always more to do or experience> It was an attempt to show me what you and by extension me fight to protect?> Write-In
>>2069896>> You're showing me that there's always more to do or experience
>>2069896> You're showing me that there's always more to do or experienceAfter all in a world this big his death can't be the end for us
>>2069896>Write-inAnd give the man a hug
>>2069896> It was an attempt to show me what you and by extension me fight to protect?
>>2069896> Perspective. You're telling me that Luc, Me, everyone is small in the grand scheme
>>2069896> Perspective. You're telling me that Luc, Me, everyone is small in the grand scheme> You're showing me that there's always more to do or experienceWait amending my answer to this.And a hug.Hugs are still important
Writing after dinner. Vote's still open until then.
>>2069900>>2069908>>2069928>>2069945>>2069951>>2069953>>2070013https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XoyX8m2epGQYou find yourself wrapping the old man in a hug, "In your blunt way you're trying to explain that everything's tiny when you think about it." With a ruffle of his wild hair you also throw in, "It's also to show me that there's always going to be more to do and experience. So I shouldn't let what happened to Luc stop me from moving forward."He grins the same grin you see when he's outwitted someone or sees something resembling victory, "Well if ye have to make it so poignant and shit sure." He begins prying you from your grip as delicately as possible.By the time you've extricated yourself from the odd show of affection, the void has returned to a far more familiar and standard roadside scene. Only where once stood a copse of fine Oak, now is home to piles of ash chest high.Dull flames burn in in circles and coat the edges of numerous of craters scattered all around the Wagon; which in of itself has been turned upside down and it's canvas is perpetually caught ablaze and extinguisehd as Lexington's wards do their work."Dragonfire..." He growls> [FEAR] Hona... Hona? HONAAAAAA?> [ANGER] I am going to kill that fucking dragon> [WORRY] Lex. What do we do?> Write-In
>>2070062>DeterminationWe're gonna help hona, and we're not going to let this go south.
>>2070062>> [ANGER] I am going to kill that fucking dragon
>>2070062> [ANGER] I am going to kill that fucking dragon
>>2070113>>2070073>>2070070>>2070068"I am going to kill that motherfuc-" You're cut off when a ear splitting roar sounds from nearby, the blood in your body going as cold as ice; starkly contrasted to the firey sensations you usually experience from it.Like that you're already running, leaving Lexington in tow as he begins waving his hand over the freshly summoned spear in his hand. Without looking behind you, you know that his armour will be self attaching and the odl man will be gearing up for a fight unlike any he's seen in centuries. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YPaz0p2dpEkBut for now you run towards the cacophany as a second roar sounds from the forest, much more guttural and primal than the dragons awesome cry. The night lights up like noon as you see torrents of flames charge through the undergrowth unchecked, the light evident even from this distance as you abandon the gorund completely to leap - forward and upward; free of the tree canopy and into the sky.The arc of your fall will carry you right to the source of that second roar and you see clearly' Hona at her most violent. The tiny troll slamming both her hands into the dragons' scales with enough forth to send your hair back even this far away. But she doesn't do this as a means of attack; but she uses the shockwave and force to propel herself up and over the latest bout of dragonflame. You watch amazed the improvised evasion comes off flush, allowing Hona to reload her tiny looking gun in mid flight. As you both land on opposite sides of the ancient monster, you find that Hona is more beautiful than you've ever seen.Her battle wild face, the burns coating her back and the huge cut above her now patchless eye socket - the almost grotesque inhuman muscle growth that she adopts whenever things get critical; none of the many tiny things that would put a common man or woman off only draw you to her more as your lover and mate faces down a dragon for you.This thing dies. She will not suffer in your place any longer. Boss Fight: Balthazar The Maimed > [PRIDE] LANTERN and Dragonbreath the Dragon> [DETERMINATION] Polesaw it's fucking tail off> [PRIDE] Get away from my mate you fucking cripple> [FRUSTRATION] Get on it's back and sink your Claws in it's neck> Write-In
>>2070248>> [PRIDE] Get away from my mate you fucking crippleThen> [DETERMINATION] Polesaw it's fucking tail off
>>2070248> [DETERMINATION] Polesaw it's fucking tail offLet's make sure it's not a problem anymore.Incapacitation and all
>>2070248>> [PRIDE] Get away from my mate you fucking crippleAnd then we'll think about this tactically.
>>2070248>> [DETERMINATION] Polesaw it's fucking tail off
>>2070248DETERMINATION] Polesaw it's fucking tail offMosnter hunterAlso it might fuck with its blance
>>2070388>>2070369>>2070271>>2070258>>2070255dice 1d20 please. Best of 3, crit sucesses and fails overwrite & cancel even outside the 3.
Rolled 4 (1d20)>>2070474Revving my Nat 1s
Rolled 14 (1d20)>>2070474
Rolled 1 (1d20)>>2070474Need a good one here
>>2070488>>2070485>>2070478> 1> Pic Related
>>2070490Can we just like.Use contentment?
>>2070497>>2070488>>2070485>>2070478> Contentment - 1 per thread rather than roll, take a 10 on any 1d20 rollConfirm use?
>>2070508>>2070505>>2070503>>2070497>>2070488>>2070485>>2070478https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XoyX8m2epGQWhen you land, the situaiton turns your drive to pure steel as the saw already in hand grows a solid steel shaft and hilt to weigh heavily in your hands. The polesaw is ready by the time you've taken your third step towards the dragon; the creature distracted by Honamurei as she hacks at it's side so hard that her sword explodes into glimmering shards of metal. The many scales of the dragon simply did not budge under her barrage of strikes; even when they landed with enough force to break the weapon. Which explains why your lover looks so exhausted; dodging swipes, bites, headbutts and dragonbreath with no way to apply any meaningful damage is clearly an insurmountable hurdle.But it's one you aim to leap, as you bring your polesawdown overhead like a lumberjack's axe; the very air around you being cut open with the sheer force of your blow. It connects, sending vibrations up your arm as the impact is like a dull hammerblow on the dragonscale tail beneath you. With a flick of your wrist the saw revvs into life and sparks fly where hide meets artificial teeth; just as blood flies the tail rises and swipes at you; forcing you to duck and slide under the oncoming blow lest you be decapitated.The monster whirls upon you, one eye narrowing in hatred. From the corner of your own vision you see Honamurei take a knee and pant at the unexpected repireve, looking strangely defenseless with only her gun and a shattered sword to fight this beast."Get away from my mate you fucking cripple." You spit, baring your teeth and spreading your arms and challenge, "Meet your butcher - animal." The insult sprung unbidden into your mind and out of your mout; but the impact is instant... Like an overlarge scaled feline the Ancient Dragon pounces upon you, claw fang and fire all coming in to end you.> [FEAR] shields and dodging.> [DETERMINATION] Irresistable force? Meet Immovable Starborn.> [CURIOSITY] Double Saw it's underbelly, keep moving!> Write-In
>>2070542> [CURIOSITY] Double Saw it's underbelly, keep moving!
Just going to say; for a boss fight this tough might wanna re-read Character Sheet.https://docs.google.com/document/d/1csg7vC-Yz10aAqk9ZwdCNv24obLGTtM5p6bKkPq1Pgc/edit#
>>2070542>GratitudeUse buzzsaw gauntlets to barrage the underbelly and wear away at him.Would be good to follow up with cruelty's wire claws and use chink in the chain after causing sufficient damage to make a weakened spot
>>2070556Meant frustrations wire claws
>>2070542>> [CURIOSITY] Double Saw it's underbelly, keep moving!
>>2070556Changing my vote to this
5 more minutes.
>>2070571>>2070569>>2070563>>2070560>>2070556>>2070550Gonna hybridise both options. 1d20 best of 3. Crits override yadda yadda.
Rolled 3 (1d20)>>2070591
Rolled 17 (1d20)>>2070591
Rolled 18 (1d20)>>2070591No comment
Rolled 11 (1d20)>>2070591Gib 1
>>2070597>>2070596>>2070595>>2070592Called. Writing for 18.
>>2070597>>2070596>>2070595>>2070592https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eOGkZsuFILUAs the dragon lands you throw yourself back and handspring away from it's impact. Your polesaw breaking into hundreds of tiny pieces and reforming around your bicep, tricep, forearm and fist in an uninterrupted gauntlet that revs and roars in return to the dragon on furious growling. A stump of leg swings at you from the side and you block with both arms. Noticing that the two legs you cut clean off have been regrowing, warped and malformed in it's miniature. Your surreal observation has to be ignored for now as your legs are unable to push back against the dragon's strength.Instead of continuing to push you simply lean back and let the tiny foreleg slash overhead and leap over the follow up strike from the other equally miniscule forearm.Midjump you feel intense heat and slam your palm onto the leg passing beneath you - levering and pivoting in your handstand in order to place the Dragon's leg between you and the breath attack incoming. As you take cover behind the leg you feel the air split around you as lightning silently lances into the dragon's face. Lightning so powerful that it would certaintly pierce and end you simply hits the dragonscales around the monster's snout and dissapaates against some sort of anti magic defences; but it allows you to move inside the foe's range while his head swivels to face one of the countless figures of Lex that have entered the area of battle.With all the fury of a warrior fighting for those she cares about you lay into the underbelly of the beast as fast and hard as you can, letting loose with a flurry of fists that send sparks flying with every single impact even as the ground behind you and the air around the dragon are blown away with every blow. Every strike sounds like a gong being struck with metal as your buzzsaw gauntlets try to brutalize the unrelenting hide of Balthazar, but judging by the much less frequent growls coming from the mouth of the dragon - it's feeling every single one of your punches.But your sucess is short lived as you hear the sounds of gigantic sails opening, probably the Dragon preparing to use it's wings somehow.> [DETERMINATION] Claws + on the pull. you're not going anywhere motherfucker> [CURIOSITY] Embed your saws into the ground and try to hold on> [PRIDE] Great time to power up, LANTERN!> Write-In
>>2070627> [DETERMINATION] Claws + on the pull. you're not going anywhere motherfucker
>>2070627>> [DETERMINATION] Claws + on the pull. you're not going anywhere motherfucker
>>2070647>>2070639>>20706351d20 bo3 no items final destination.
Rolled 10 (1d20)>>2070656
Rolled 5 (1d20)>>20706561
Rolled 6 (1d20)>>2070656F I N A LD E S T I N A T I O N
>>2070661>>2070660>>2070659>>2070657>>2070647>>2070639>>2070635https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eOGkZsuFILUIt's almost an instant swap from gauntlets to claws as you toss them with all the force you can muster into an attempt to snag the monster's scales and yank it back down to Earth when it inevitably tries to fly up for aerial combat, but instead of a titanic tug of war with gravity on your side against the flight of a majestic flying predator of time before humans; the lines stay just as taut as before.A strange shrill noise ever increasing in pitch is all you hear before the limited view you have of the rest of the battleground is painted in sapphire light. Foolishly you turn your head from your opponent to see just what in the hell is going on to see multiple pillars of light slashing across the earth - the blue beams of light sending globes of pure black energy flying in all directions even as they carve wide furrows through the ground in their wake. It's the first time you've seen Draconic magic and the hypnotic beauty of the carving light and the black spheres perfectly sitting on the ground as if they had always been one with the surrounding environment dsitracts you from the snout and head of Balthazar turning it's attention on you.As you return to focus, staring down the barrel of an upside down dragon head. The creature opens up it's maw with a wide all too human smile that you can easily feel the malice behind.Even upside down the sheer hate of this dragon sends the icy knife of fear right through you. Reminiscent of the magical everburning fire at the heart of the smelter devil's form - you once more stare into an arcane bonfire that will incinerate you.> [FEAR] SHIEEEEELLLLDSSSSS> [PRIDE] Try to lantern + blast off a quick firebreath> [DETERMINATION] TANK IT and ATTACK THROUGH IT> [WORRY] Try to dodge> Write-In
>>2070680>> [PRIDE] Try to lantern + blast off a quick firebreath
>>2070680>> [FEAR] SHIEEEEELLLLDSSSSS
>>2070680> [FEAR] SHIEEEEELLLLDSSSSS
>>2070692>>2070691>>2070689>>2070682Dice 1d20. Y'all know what to do.
Rolled 6 (1d20)>>2070717
Rolled 10 (1d20)>>2070717I'm feelin lucky
Rolled 10 (1d20)>>2070717
>>2070725Can we use no sell please?Death is really inconvenient
>>2070727No Sell use? Vote respond to this please.
Rolled 12 (1d20)>>2070733>>2070732>>20707271d20 opposed. Beat this roll.
Rolled 12 (1d20)>>2070753
Rolled 1 (1d20)>>2070753Check 'em
Rolled 20 (1d20)>>2070753
>>2070757>>2070756>>2070755Due to opposed rolls always being best... That's a nat 20.Prepare yourselves. Writing.
Rolled 19 (1d20)>>2070753
>>2070763>>2070757>>2070756>>2070755>>2070733>>2070732>>2070727https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=312Sb-2PovAAs the beast releases it's fearsome breath attack you feel the end approaching, an end that not even you can come back from as the image of Hell is coming toward you. Seemingly far away Hona cries out your name; her vocal chords fully giant esque now. Instead of your legs or hands shaking as your eyes narrow at the brigh and deadly wall of flames, you are resolute you are steady you are untouchable you are-Standing in the middle of a world of fire as it licks and lashes at your skin; the heat makes even conscious thought impossible as you can feel your very skin threatening to slough of your bones like spoiled dessert, but you put one foot in front of the other. You march on. The pain, the agony, the heat, the certain death, the impossibility of what you are doing all falls to the wayside as your will manages to inspire you very clothes to resist. You march through and you feel a reprieve as the heat seems to be warded off by a brighter fire, a hotter heat, a spinning aura that not only protects you from the rest of the dragonbreath but repulses it as you simply walk through like a walk in the park.You inhale.And exhale purple fire with enough velocity and heat that the very air itself that is exposed from the clash of fire on fire ignites and epxlodes in a full rainbow spectrum of colour, red being chased off by hungering purple. A violet fire of Minerva who you hear roaring in your mind as you both through all of your power forward and into this one attack that Engulfs Bathazar's head and forces him to rear back on his hind legs from the sheer force of instinct to retreat from the pain.As your attack continues on it's route for half a mile - you notice a thick streak of black scales have been completely burnt beyond use. The damage on the underside of his chin and front of his face looking like a juicy weakpoint, but it is Hona who catches your eye as she takes up a runner's stance and sprint hard enough to cause a sonicboom - leaping with legs forward mid sprint in order to drive herself like a javelin into the throat of the dragon.The impact sends your knees rattling even in Lantern form and a dozen Lex's begin taking up position surrounding the dragon as it tumbles onto it's back and flattens a orchard's worth of trees. A couple monsters join the local birds and wildlife in fleeing as the titanic creature lets out a wail of sheer furstration at the situaiton it's found itself in.A once mighty creature kicking it's maimed fore and mighty rear legs kicking into the sky in a centuries old tantrum makes the cruel cold streak in you purr even as you stand, a purple blazing beacon daring Balthazar to attack.> [ZEN] DIVINE ZEN> [CRUELTY] Chink in chain, take his back legs too> [PRIDE] Hona, let's rip off his tail for a trophy> Write-In
>>2070796> [ZEN] DIVINE ZENHe sees us as we are the core of our power.Now watch as we go beyond
>>2070796> [ZEN] DIVINE ZEN
>>2070796>> [ZEN] DIVINE ZEN
>>2070818>>2070806>>2070802>>2070800HERE WE GO 1D20+3 GUYS. THIS IS WHAT IT MEANS TO GO BEYOOOOONNNNNDDDDDD
Rolled 18 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2070837
Rolled 3 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2070837PLUS ULTRA
Rolled 14 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2070837
Rolled 3 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2070837
>>2070841>>2070840>>2070839>>2070843https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JE2a8_Y3bkEWith a scream you begin pushing Minervan energy alongside your own, the power of the yet to rise sun flowing into your soul. your own power meets it, crashes against it with as much fury as a wild beast of war charging the lines of it's foes, with the all the might of a warrior hefting his sword and will all the passions of a patriot raising the standard of his nation above a victorious battlefield.You are everything in that moment, as your purple aura turns bright gold and encases your entire body; trapping it in yet more light. This transformation turning you from a burning beacon into a glowing light that can be seen all the way to The Academy and all the way from Mido - you have becomes something more. The scream of victory and joy that you were letting loose rapidly becomes one of exaltation and exertion in one as you barrel past the natural limits of your body.Like a vortex has formed above you, trees are uprooted, while your power causes the surrounding area to become nothing but an eerily smooth and reflective canyon. The heat and power starts to force the ground to part under and around you. Under the sway of your newfound powers, every part of it has shined into a brilliant reflective surface that only sends the spiralling light's rays back inward and upward.Even the sky itself seems drawn to the show of force, seemingly shaking and buckling above you whilst your screams are the only sound accompanying the process of ascending past anything you ever thought you could be. Finally the clouds begin spinning around the point where you are stood; nature itself has become a dreadful portent and herald of what you can do. What you will do.You inhale. Bringing your saw to hand; it changes from standard form to polesaw form in an instant; a far cry of the gradual process you are familiar with.The dragon itself has finally shrugged off the magical and physical assaults of Lexington and Hona; slowly rolling back onto it's feet and glaring at you from the far end of a collateral damage runway. This forrest has been forever scarred by this battle, but you see the scars of the last on Balthazar's draconian face as he hesitates before screaming out telepathically; DIE YOU IMPUDENT ANTS His wings unfurl.You exhale.The Dragon Comes.> Attack with everything you have> Block and hold him for the others> Spread your wings, dodge and gain the height advantage> Write-In
>>2070890>Write-In>Block and grapple him, rules of naturehttps://youtu.be/1C_Qh7NGwho?t=5s
>>2070898Do this but in the air?Spread those wings
>>2070890> Spread your wings, dodge and gain the height advantageLet's try to draw the dragon into the air.In there we can probably get this in our advantage
>>2070939>>2070917>>2070906>>2070898It's time to begin, 1d20+3
Rolled 12 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2070948Let's do this.
Rolled 6 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2070948
Rolled 11 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2070948
Rolled 7 (1d20)>>2070948
Rolled 15 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2070948
>>2070966>>2070960>>2070952>>2070949>>2070939>>2070917>>2070906>>2070898>>2070997With a flare and flap of the spectral wings you carry yourself above it, the gigantic mass of blue scales skidding beneath you as it turns and chases you into the air with a flap of it's own pair of stretched skin wings. Turning to face your pursuer your stop dead and your saw returns to gauntlets as you fly towards a veritable barrage of fireballs and streams of fire; tilting to the left you manage to dodge the first volley and a flap carries you above a horizontal stream of fire.The distance continues to close as you cock back your fist for a killer hayamaker, rapidly spinning and dropping underneath a new wave as Balthazar's head snakes and weaves to track you.As much as he pivotsin the air and rotates to try and keep his breath attacks tracking you; you manage to get beneath him and deliver an uppercut to his jaw. The impact is so titanic that you can feel his jawbone move and you hear the cracking of teeth as the weakened scales allow the revving blades of your gauntlet purchase to rip into sweet, soft flesh.With a flap of your wings to add extra oomph, the dragon is knocked backward and begins losing altitude - allowing you to tighten your own profile to rapidly descend in for a grapple around his throat or back legs. Aiming to slam him into the ground where your allies can pounce.It is when you are within eight feet of his trailing tail that he turns around on you, uncannily quick for a being of his size. The dragon turns and rises above you with an almost casual flap of his wings and you see those same wings gather crimson magical energy.Thousands upon thousands of tiny arrows begin sprouting and firing off from the skin and scales of the dragon. Each arrow is crimson and glowing with an eerie majesty - and then they're upon you. More than a hundred strike you despite the frantic evasive maneuevers you employ, looking every bit of a pincushion before you manage to erect and slam together your shields in an impenetrable barrier for the dragon, the hail of arrows seems unending and unstoppable as theimpact play upon your vibrating shields like a monsoon on a tavern roof...And then the arrows explode.It happens instantly, sending you to the ground like a falling star. your descent must have been blurred and uncertain to any onlookers as they would have simply seen an explosion in the air and suddenly a tree was split apart, burning, while a glowing lady picked herself out of the wreckage.From your position in the tree you see your girlfriend leaping from treetop to treetop towards the low flying dragon like some kind of bizarre murderous squirrel. The gigantic green/silver javelins launching semi accurately at the creature tells you Lexington is providing cover for her at least.But none seem to have noticed thos eblack orbs from earlier are now shaking and glowing blue...> Options coming
>>2071024> Get after the dragon, (how)> Those orbs are metal-ish you can megnetise them to get rid of them> Assasination time, Dragon is distracted> Get as close as possible and AOE detonate Divine Zen> Write-In
Last update for tonight as I'm too tired for boss fighting now. It's 1am. I'll Q&A if you like, but gotta sleep semi soon.
>>2071028Magnetize the orbs and throw them at the dragon while yelling for allies to get clear
>>2071024>> Assasination time, Dragon is distracted
>>2071039how do you handle so many quests
>>2071125I rotate them, I do Starborn, then Lyoko, Then WCN & German together. Last Stand is done for now. May come back some day.Cabin is on hiatus until I can sit down and untangle the web of mechnic doom I made. Needs streamlined as fuck.
>>2071167ok should help you keeping freash ideasman i dont know how your going toget though that cabin web
>>2071217Giving everyone S links to everyone which affect stats seemed like sucha good idea.then I remembered that S links for the traitors had to be fake S links and then Id have to make them genuine S links.On top of simulating the sacrifices, the monster and every single traitor's action every single post.On top of keeping track of about 20ish important characters and keep track of the plot and meta plot.Really fucked up with that. Seemed like an improvement on the system every single time until it just got too much.
>>2071235cant wake upbut its good that your taking so much thought into all the things
>>2071028>> Those orbs are metal-ish you can megnetise them to get rid of them
>>2072323>>2071267>>2071217>>2071125>>2071119>>2071046We're going to be using magnets man. Fuck Scientists.1d20+3
Rolled 19 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2072569
Rolled 18 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2072569
Rolled 11 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2072569Nat 1
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eOGkZsuFILUWhatever these things are, you don't like the magic running through them. But hopefully your draconian friend won't like the effects of his own spell up close and personal. Clapping your hands,your gauntlets send out a thunderclap across the rapidly wasting landscape, causing the orbs to all shudder away from you as they fall under your spell. You exhale.Slowly raising your hands, biceps and forearms shaking from gravity trying to resist the magentic pull you hold over each of these immensely heavy artifacts, they all begin to rise.You inhale.Throwing your arms up into the air you snap shut your eyelids and growl out as pain explodes all over your body. The Divine Zen form is taking it's toll as blood begins weeping from your mouth in a thin trail; but it is not yet your time.Not... yet.You exhale and find yourself flanked by a legion of blak and blue orbs, a veritable arsenal of draconic magic bombs that are shaking, bobbling and positively rife with explosive energy.Turning your Bloody gaze North, Balthazar seems to be caught in a web of binding spells; even at this distance you make out Honamurei dashing across his back and ensnaring the creature in black chains as thick as a merchant's road. From below roots, Earth Ramparts, solid magical walls, salt like pillars and at least a half dozen glowing green javelins are all piercing or restraining the monster who is having to deal with the obstacles one by one. His roars of defiance are becoming ever more frequent and his range of attack with that breath of his is so narrow that you can safely launch your barrage...You inhale and throw your arms forward; palms facing the dragon as orb after orb of glowing sapphire mmagic metal flies forth like bullets from an automatc rifle. They fly the four or so miles in a pair of heartbeats. Even beneath all the power and divine power running through your body, you cannot help but worry for Lisbeth Honamurei as the volley of death begins striking home in a haunting blue firework display that turns night into day once more. The chains binding him in place shatter and vaporize under the evergrowing domes of blue death, Lexington's javelins wink out of existense and salt pillars topple.The natural ropes of root and walls of stone follow in blue flames that flicker and catch the surrounding area; whilst you would expect the wildfire that catches to leave behind naught but ash and scorched earth.Curiously enough you notice that the trees' leaves are turning blue and the bark is becoming black like those orbs were before activation.A dust cloud begins arising, as with a weak cry the shadow of Balthazar falls to the ground with earth shaking impact. A lone weak cry is his only retort to the devestating magical barrage that shredded his wards and sent him tumbling from the sky in a heap. When you exhale and find that your vision is blurring and chin is running red with blood.> Options coming
>>2072959> Land and quickly Power Down> Regroup with the others> Fly over that dust cloud and full power fire breath down> Write-In
>>2072964>> Fly over that dust cloud and full power fire breath down
>>2072964> Regroup with the othersWe may still need Divine Zen for the finishing blow
>>2072964> Fly over that dust cloud and full power fire breath downJust a finishing blow never hurt.
>>2072959> Fly over that dust cloud and full power fire breath downInbefor we kill random people
>>2073179>>2073056>>2073031>>20730241d20+3 please people.
Rolled 4 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2073209
Rolled 12 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2073209
Rolled 1 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2073209
>>2073209....You know the drill starBurn relief to recharge contentment then burn it again.
Rolled 16 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2073209check this 1, im here to ruin it further
>>2073235>>2073232>>2073221>>2073219>>2073212Burn Relief to recharge contentment thus giving us a 10(+3) ?
>>2073347>>2073345>>2073235>>2073232>>2073221>>2073219>>2073212Nobody said no, so I guess we're using it. Writing with a 10+3.
>>2073347>>2073345>>2073235>>2073232>>2073221>>2073219>>2073212It takes a solid ten seconds of just breathing and intense focus.Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.But eventually you manage to stabalize your power, preventing further agony and internal injuries from simple overwork.Inhale. Exhale.With a flaming forearm you wipe the blood from your face and coil yourself like a spring in midair, preparing all your muscles for one almighty dash.Inhale.You kick off of midair and focus simply on maintaining altitude as the physical force of all your muscles launching your forward at once carries you across the distance, planting your firmly in the midst of the dust cloud. With a flap, the dust cloud clears revealing the ever growing circle of runes and and arcane iconography that is slowly but surely flooding itself with blood from your foe and all the surrounding area... And the dragon itself glaring up at you.You exhale glorious golden fire.Divine magic and your own fire looking every bit as menacing as the goldy wrath you rained down on the son of a bitch who killed Luc slams into Balthazar's back like a gigantic fiery hammer. The column of light pouring forth from your gullet as unceasing as a waterfall and magnitudes more deadly.To your amazment the ancient dragon is not cowed or slain, but manages to dig in his back claws and regain his full posture after multiple shaking attempts.He trembles, but manages to open up his wings suddenly and flap once, twice, thrice, risisng through your own attack the same way you walked through his once before. Before you can close your mouth and evade the dragon has reached full speed, rising upward and parting your golden fire as easily as one would wave aside cigarette smoke in a crowded bar; you feel your ribs crack and shatter as the full momentum and force of an ancient dragon's skull is driven into your sternum and abdomen.Everything goes white as you cough up blood and begin to fall in seeming slow motion. The dragon above flapping slowly to steady itself and make sure there is no deception. All you can do is gingerly right yourself, slowing the descent enough for you to land on one knee instead of head first... surorunded by sapphire flames as you stare upwards at the dragon hovering in the sky.The ritual circle's expansion overtakes you and the hairs on your neck begin to rise when you realise that there is a magical coup de gras being prepared whilst you struggle to breath and stand.> [PRIDE] Hona... I know you're close. Throw me at him as hard as you can. Chink in the chain + polesaw> [DETERMINATION] Stand up and tell him to bring it, with your gauntlets you could maybe snap his neck in this form> [FEAR] Detonate your divine zen. It should ruin enough of the ground the circle is on to disrupt the ritual. Even if it takes you out of the fight for a while> Write-In
>>2073452>> [PRIDE] Hona... I know you're close. Throw me at him as hard as you can. Chink in the chain + polesaw
>>2073452> [PRIDE] Hona... I know you're close. Throw me at him as hard as you can. Chink in the chain + polesawFastball special
>>2073452> [FEAR] Detonate your divine zen. It should ruin enough of the ground the circle is on to disrupt the ritual. Even if it takes you out of the fight for a whileBring the boom
Rolled 17, 18 + 2 = 37 (2d20 + 2)>>2073498>>2073484>>2073472>>20734641d20+3 gentlemen.And 2d20+2 from me for reasons
Rolled 14 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2073536Please dice gods.Just one good roll
Rolled 9 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2073536
Rolled 11 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2073536Praying to the dice gods
Rolled 13 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>2073536
Rolled 12 + 3 (1d20 + 3)>>20735361.
>>2073554>>2073552>>2073546>>2073543>>2073541>>2073498>>2073484>>2073472>>2073464>>2073556Writing. Here we go.
>>2073554>>2073552>>2073546>>2073543>>2073541>>2073498>>2073484>>2073472>>2073464>>2073556https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YW9QKy6oDkEWith one eye starting to swell shut and your entire body rapidly shutting down from sheer stress, you force yourself to stand tall and bring your polesaw upwards and rest it on your shoulder. Breathing techniques won't delay this now, so you produce a curshed and broken cigarette, the stick lighting itself at the end as soon as you grasp it in a display of miraculous control. With the roar of a lion, you see the shadow of a humoungous creature pass over you at the front of a unprecedented and sudden lightning storm. The Chimera's many tails are spitting streams of sickly green posions towards the dragon as it rapidly closes the distance on it's beautiful eagle's wings. The two ancients collide in mid air, with lightning licking betwen the two and shaking each of the monsters to their core. Amongst the chimera's main you spot Lexington holding his spear aloft; the Emerald light of his magic begins flashing from up high - on and off like a gigantic lighthouse as you see countless little creature begin flying from the point of the spear out towards the dragon.The distraction is working, the dragon's focus redirected from ritual to incinerating the surrounding swarm of creatures and raking his claws against the stomach of Lexington's mount. The Chimera is slashing in return; allowing the snakes on his flank to slither and strike at the underbelly you weakened earlier."Hona..." You say simply, seemingly knowing she's by your side without even looking. "I need you to throw me. I don't have the energy or time to fly at him... but I can finish him off right now - with one shot.""Ve can do zis another vay. A safer way." She offers half heartedly, clutching you in a hug from behind, as answer you simply lean you head against her and close your eyes, feeling some little bits of energy trickle from her to you. Whatever this transfer is, it doesn't give you much - just enough to take a bit of the edge off you pain."I don't think I can let anyone else do this for me." You admit as you lift your foot into your girlfriend's already otustretched palm. For a quick second you're looking into her blood smeared and wounded face - directly into the ocket where her second beautiful blue eye used to rest. Instead of shirking you give her one of your unsettling mockeries of a smile before she easily hoists you above her head and onto her shoulder as if you were a simple iron ball to be tossed for sport. "I know. I vouldn't have you vithout your stubborness dear." She laughs, the trilling giggle that always raises your spirits seems to renew your confidence and fill you with determination.You inhale from the miracle cigarette and open your swollen eye as much as you can; employing the technique that allowed you to ignore Luc's father's armour, your own murder attack. Chink in the chain activated
>>2073558Its time for a yang bang
>>2073605https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lF9wthl9K0QThe wait for an opening seems to go on forever as you see Lexington's monster back off and begin breathing fireballs to counteract and detonate the fireballs of dragonfire Balthazar is throwing at him in sheer desperation. The dragon is flapping frantically to maintain it's elevation and as a gambler you'd bet your life savings that serpent venom is doing a number on the dragon as he struggles to keep up with his nimbler and smaller foe.But time is not on your side as the blood that was flooding into the ritual site continues to do so in a manner that could be described as disasterous, literal waves and currents have begun to form within it as it swirls into a vortex. Throughout it all blue sparks of Balthazar's magic run and trace shapes as the rite is beginning to do whatever mysterious purpose it is constructed for. On top of this you feel your heartbeat beginning to thunder in your ears... you have seconds left."Throw me." You order."But Lex-" She protests."I'll manage do it!" You demand, wishing she weren't carrying you so you could stamp your foot for emphasis.Despite your insistense Hona hesistates just for a second, "I love you Purps."You smile and clench your hands around the shaft of your polesaw, feeling her muscles prepare to violently fling you like a human arrow. "I know."Suddenly you are a lot closer to the dragon and chimera than you were a split second before, moving so fast that your eyes are watering profusely even as they've begun bleeding once more. Spitting out your cigarette you let loose a savage warcry that is totally lost beneath the roars of a chimera and dragon locked in mortal combat thousands of feet in the air. Whether it is the near infinite awareness of Lexington or some luck shining upon you in this moment of desperate defiance the Chimera backs off. This lets you land in amongst knee high fur with Lexington by your side, the look of sheer enjoyment on his face as you don't even pause to process your new predicament is something that will remain with you for a long time.But now you leap into the mane of fur and charge uphill and over the crown of the lion like head to leap from it's snout. The dragon looks up and tries to charge at you, but whether it is an accumulation of wounds, effect of venom or simply the speed at which you have sprinted and lept forward at it's face it is too slow.The polesaw comes down and cleaves through the monster's skull like butter; you are coated in brains and vlood as the revving, spinning ever hungry teeth of your polesaw do their deadly work and sink through ancient bone, scale and flesh. Both of you begin to plummet as your lean all of your force behind the blow and cleave clean through - the saw coming out underneath the jaw which you shattered earlier and allowing you to carry your momentum through into a front flip.
>>2073652 New Title: DragonSlayer As you feel gravity begin to take the dragon, you start running for the tail with all the eneergy in your exhausted and rapidly breaking legs. But you stumble on and pull yourself along with the dragon corpse's spines allowing you to bodily haul yourself towards the tail. The Chimera is trying to get below the dragon body to give you an out but you're not sure it's going to make it. Honamurei has situated herself on a tree nearby but the longer you take the further away the dragon is falling from her. You stumble and fall onto your knees as the divine zen form blinks out without ceremony, the impact of dragonhide on your temple stunning you and leaving your balance on this precarious ride even more uncertain. Grasping the nearest spire you see what looks like the tail ahead, but the ground is getting ever closer...Everything hurts, you don't think your shattered body is going to survive this fall if you don't do something.... but you're not exactly operating at peak capacity.> Big monster can catch small Purps... jump> Leap at Hona and hope she's got a plan> Minerva? You got anything here?> Reach out to that weird guy watching us> Write-In
Level Up We will discuss how to spend it soon. Good fucking job everyone.
>>2073665>> Reach out to that weird guy watching us
>>2073665> Minerva? You got anything here?
>>2073665>> Big monster can catch small Purps... jump
>>2073665> Big monster can catch small Purps... jump
Probably done for the evening, I'm super tired. Q&A starts now.Gonna archive so I don't forget. How's everyone feeling after that battle?
>>2073761So we got a new title like our firefly one?Will you tell us what it does if that's the case?>How do I feelWe didn't job and actually managed to win.Feels pretty good man
>>2073770It's updated on the character sheet. But the TLDR is dragons will know you're not "beneath notice" now.
>>2073787So what did lex think when he saw divine zen?
>>2073665> Leap at Hona and hope she's got a plan
>>2073829Probs alredy seen it befor and make a dbz joke
>>2073829He was surprised that such an old technique had come back into use. Especially by someone who's not even a priestess or lector.>>2073873This is his first time seeing Purps in Divine Zen. We last used it in Crossover. First time vs Hona. Lex was not present or indisposed for both of those occasions.
>>2073916Didnt mean that he sore purbs use it just he has seen that move beforAnd since he can travle to differnt worlds/planes one of them might have had the moneky people or at lest cartoons of dbz
>>2074000No worries bud. Just the whole tone in internet thing.
>>2074052Theres not tone in the interwebsI knowMybe il add a face or something
>>2074150>>2074000>>2073873>>2073861>>2073829>>2073770>>2073751>>2073695>>2073692>>2073676Dice please. 1d20+2 for doing the Monster Catch.(It's a graveyard smash)
Rolled 15 + 2 (1d20 + 2)>>2075072Thanks for the earworm
Rolled 20 + 2 (1d20 + 2)>>2075072
>>2075078God bless mobile.
Rolled 11 + 2 (1d20 + 2)>>2075072Lemme just fuck this up for you.
Rolled 12 (1d20)>>2075081No this is how
>>2075081>>2075080>>2075078>>2075074>>2075087Summoning the last vestiges of your energy, the loose grip you have on the dragon spine allows you to achieve some facsimilie of a vertical base on the tumbling dragon corpse. Though your legs are broken and nonfunctional; you push yourself up and forward in a desperate lunge into mid air, towards the diving Chimera. As the winds whips through your hair and tears at clothing and wound alike, the ground rushes up to meet you. Closer, closer, thankfully your eyes are watering so hard from the speed of your descent that the blood from your face is clearing slighty - which is small mercy when you're watching your death approach at frightening speed.But suddenly your momentum is slowed to a crawl as you feel your weight be halved and then again. Just enough reduction in your velocity to allow two snakes to slither around your chest and hold you tight. Not the most reassuring sensation being gripped tight by two venomous snakes while having open wounds all across your body, but as you hear the air being torn in two by the powerful wings of the Chimera and see the ground stop encroaching... you start to feel satisfaction.Nobody died this time.Nobody died.With a smile of sheer relief, you pet the head of one of your snake restraints and murmur your thanks.Then with all the dignity of a dockyard drunk; you vomit up your internal bleeding and pass out in the grasp of a monster...You've had worse days. Starborn 38 End Level Up Vote Incoming
>>2075089 Level Up, Pick 2 > Determination Passive> Anger Form> Contentment Passive> ?????????? Passive> Cruelty Form> Shame Form I will write a couple elsewhere or meanwhile stories when I can in this thread.
>>2075106> ?????????? Passive> Shame FormOne of each form and passive
>>2075106Huhu...Of course mystery box.As for another... Well...Determination would be nice to get a level up in...However I'm willing to also go with Shame.
>>2075106>Mystery box>Cruelty Form
>>2075106>> ?????????? Passive>> Cruelty Form
>>2075106>> Contentment Passive> ?????????? PassiveConsidering how much we've been using Contentment, I think we should beef it up a bit.
>>2075106> ?????????? Passive> Cruelty Form
>>2075106Contentment Passive> ?????????? PassiveWith the amount of 1 we roll
>>2075230Actually I'll switch and support this
>>2075235>>2075230>>2075190>>2075169>>2075164>>2075126>>2075125>>2075107Mystery box:New Emotion - [BITTERNESS] Unlocked.[BITTERNESS] Passive, after failing a roll the DC of the next roll is reduce by -1. Does not stack.[CRUELTY] Form; Ragged Teeth. A series of kunai which burrow into their targets with razor sharp serrated edges. Cause massive bleeding but are inaccurate and offer no protection whatsoever.
>>2075465> no exploding razor teethTime to harvest da dragon before curious people get here.
> Elsewhere 170 minutes after the death of Balthazar the MaimedThe head of the inquisition's eyes threatened to close themselves as an expense report from Mido followed the expense report from Rono Pass. It seemed like every single one of her provincal offices had suffered at least some damage in almost every single one of these "hot spots" that the Civil war had been flagging up.Her hand cramped in an unfmailiar manner, not overworked from the thrilling dance of blade on lade and shield against shield - nor the far more primal fight of human might against monsterous brawn... This time her body was threatening to hit it's limit with the signing of papers and filling out more forms than one could ever concievably expect to.So when the door to her office flew open to reveal her Aide, she hoped they were under attack by undead or needed to respond to a roving band of Cyclops- Cyclopses? Cyclopi? Since taking command she's fallen behind on her beastiary studies-"Inquisitor Tarth We just got a report-" Faster than the aide can follow her superior's sword had been thrown at the floor between her feet hard enough to quiver... "If I wanted to read more reports; I wouldn't have tried to send you home early Jeri." Inquisitor Tarth sighs before reaching for the jar of sugar treats."But this one is from Ser Taluk..." She tries to puff out her chest and stand up to the head of the inquisition; which would be adorable were it not keeping her from her chambers. "If he rubs my desk in my face tonight I may hunt him down and shank him." Tarth deadpans, not entirely joking."It's not gloating... It's about a dragon...""Oh he killed a dragon again!" Tarth throws her hands up, "Guess I have to explain this to the strutting chickens on both sides-""Just shut up and read the thing!" Here aide snaps, handing a scroll positively pasted with the thick scrawlings of the ORcish warrior...Only two words escaped her mouth, "By Minerva..."Taluk claimed there was a new dragonslayer.
> Elsewhere During the battle."I still say you let me go deal with whatever it is." Chiron demanded, scarcthing her ear with the back end of a hatchet, "Can't be too anythin' too dangerous can it?""The amount of magic being thrown around is far too potent to risk you, even if you promise to "be good" " The acting Headmistress of the Academy even did the air quotes.The faculty had all gathered on the walls, staring out at the sky changing colour a half day's ride North with every clash and spell. Chiron looked like a child who'd been given a stern lecture by their parent, whilst the rest of the assembled menagerie were running the gamut between frightened, horrified and determined."Bella says that the girls dorms are ready to be teleported with the command word. Stark says that only one dorm worth of male students have to be prepared for the mass transit." A woman in training clothes says having just scaled the walls, "The reliquary is packed and I've sent it through the black door just like you instructed.""Excellent work Miranda." The white haired lady answers without her odd shaped eyes blinking.The younger woman fidgets nervously, but speaks up when the redheaded warrior nods at her, "Hey Thor, you don' think we should be worried do ya. I mean, the big guests will be here tomorrow morning so we could just y'know hold out or-" The leader of the ragtag group turns around and with the full power of her gaze the outspoken woman seems to shrink, "Firstly. It is Headmistress Thorindel Miranda, I will not tolerate disrespect at this critical a juncture." The rest of the employees all fan out and take in the spectacle of The Acting Headmistress cementing herself as the Headmistress in actuality - a show of respect and fire that none would expect from the former Magic teacher. "Remind me Miranda; how good are you at sensing magic?" "Uh I can't-" she answers like a scolded pupil.This seems to only stoke the fires of Thorindel's rage, "Exactly! Let me do a quick summary, we've sense shamanic, draconic, warding, teleportation, summoning, enchanting, blood magic, illusion, pyromancy, geomancy, stormancy and divine magic of multiple types coming from the North. Which makes it very likely that a batallion of assorted casters including paladins, battlemages and inquisitors in various combinations are going all out to the North of us!"The girl quails as the eerie almost ethereal prescense of the Headmistress approaches with an almost posessed fury, "To get back to your original question - we're not making preparations for a last stand because we'd be erased in a matter of minutes. No matter how powerful Chiron told you we are!" With that her gaze turns to the red haired warrior, who simply juts out her chin and doesn't deny the accusation.
>>2075842"Now Headmistress..." A newcomer says in a soothing if withered tone, "I know tensions are high here, but Miranda was born here. Fleeing these walls feels like giving up to her." An old man with a little girl perched on his shoulder joins the group, who part for him respectfully.Facing the exposive blue fireworks to the North once more, the slight figure makes to rebuke, "I know but-""I let you finish so please listen Headmistress." The old man pleads, taking the relaxaiton of his compatriot's shoudlers as a sign of assent, "Chiron here has wrestled cyclopi, slain minotaurs and given as good as she got against some of the inquisition's best. She merely wants to shoulder this burden so nobody else has to." A smile of thanks from both girls goes completely unnoticed as he continues belabouring his point, "I think what you forget Headmistress, is that three of our enrolling students have yet to arrive.""So what difference does that make?" She practically growls, "Three less bodies to worry about.""If I am right, and I would bet you a flask of Gil-Ale I'm right. This isn't the work of a batallion of magi at all." He puts his hands within his sleeves, leaving his wlaking stick floating impossibly upright as he takes in the view alongside Thorindel The White Witch. "Those students were in the care of your predessesor and sucessor Thor." He whispers, "I think Vernon is saving them from something bad. If he's going as far that we can see it from here. We're right to get ready to run, because if we don't see him by noon tomorrow, something far worse than we expect will be in his stead.""So you're saying we've got a dragon tier threat coming to knock on our door tomorrow." Nobody heard the slight quake in her voice, nor did they notice the white witch becoming even paler in the pale moonlight. "Nah. We should make Lex's bed." The old man laughs, "It is Vernon we're talking about."
>>2075844>we've got a dragon tier threat coming to knock on our door
>>2076090Right till we roll a 1
>>2076965The 1’s will only make us stronger.