You tug and rip at your hat.
After a while you get it off the wall.
…too bad you broke it.
You'll need to get it fixed or a new catalyst.
Casting with this rag is at -2>>184359
I'm pretty sure it's still on cooldown for this turn.
Your attempt being ironic instead of heroic leaves the party at -1 for all rolls.>>184362
The Lordblade slams his sword through your wing, nearly severing it.
He then pulls his knives.
You reach into the smoke and pull out the Lordblade, and teleport him into Threadbare.
Seeing what is about to happen, Threadbare escape artists out of the imminent fusion leaving both shocked but alive.
Your tongue is still swollen and hurts, but wont fester at least.>>184365
Hey, BEES! That's what it was!
…no, that's swelling and red now.
You announce just how much you love the breeze on deez nutz. Skits are so much better than pants.
Your own damn mother would refuse to recognize you.
Unamused, the Lordblade snaps a dark under your skirt as you twirl around showing off.
You fall down in sharp pain.
The Lordblade sees your charge and grabs your tail, then spins you around like a throwing hammer and tosses you head first into the tower wall.>>184367
As they are both distracted, you remember the correct method of launching storm bolts and hit them both!Even though I think you need to roll for each target with Storm Bolt.
The blast sends them reeling, and as they stumble to regain their footing"Calm yourself child, there is no need to cry"
The sun rises"Those tears you must forever more dry"
And along the first beams of light, an arrow flies"Forgive me my child, for what I have done"
An arrow trailing dark smoke, the runes along its length glowing in the dying darkness"The sun has risen and they are now gone"
And it strikes the Lordblade in his chest
The Lordblade cracks the arrow off of him and looks up to where it was shot, then gasps and steps back.