No.753511[Last 50 Posts]
https://vocaroo.com/1aVSufd6EB96Seven months ago, five drifters arrived in the far flung pocket of reality known to the outside world as the Echoes. With nothing save for their names and the clothes on their backs, they carved out a living for themselves, beginning a journey across the foreign land, gaining new allies and new enemies alike. The winds swept them across the wilds, bringing them to a forsaken desert known as the Shifting Sands, where they met someone they did not expect: a being long thought myth, known to many as Discord. Wisely opting not to free him, or retrieve the artifact he coveted, they moved on.
In Braildorn, one of the great cities built in this world, they crossed their most mortal foe of all: Lysander, a dragon of great renown and a collector of rare and magical items. They bested him, claiming his ship as their own, and were marked as his enemies forevermore. This caught the attention of an unusual couple: Dawn Chorus, a great magician, and her knight Carabas. Mortal foes of Lysander, they joined forces with the drifters, explaining the object of his desire: the Cuckoo's Egg, a harbinger of dimensional annihilation, and the very same artifact they had discovered in the Sands. Lysander wished to claim it in the name of an entity that haunts the Echoes, known only as the Oneiromancer. With the help of Cecile Grosvenor, Lady of Braildorn, these three would stop at nothing to claim the Egg for themselves.
Fate carried them across the plains, back to the fiery Shifting Sands. There, Discord was freed, and Lysander was on his way to retrieve the Egg for himself. Not only that, but he had betrayed the Oneiromancer; he rejected the entity from Outside, wanting the Egg for himself and claiming some of the Oneiromancer's powers. A great battle ensued, and Carabas was lost amidst the sands, but the Egg was wrenched from Lysander's claws, safe with the drifters, for now.
While traveling with the Egg, the party was subject to several fortunate and misfortunate adventures including the return of the Oneiromancer to the corporeal plane. The question remained of what to do with the Egg from here; after much deliberation, a plan was hatched. They would set sail for the Isle of Glass, a forsaken, beast-infested rock far removed from the rest of the Echoes. Here, they would challenge Lysander to a decisive combat, and determine the fate of the Echoes once and for all. On the eve of their final voyage, two of their number abandoned them to pursue their own goals: the warrior Hermodur, their ally from the start, and the great warlock Black Pudding. The latter departed with a nebulous promise of his return ere the end of their ordeal.
Now, the drifters prepare for what the dawn will bring. Lysander's ship lies ahead. Below, a great volcano. Above, the stars align for a celestial event. Behind, a great storm brews, and the skies blacken over the mainland.
The stage is set for war, and to the drifters, fate's finger beckons.
No.753514
Morning.
You jolt awake at dawn to the blare of a great horn echoing across the water. Four times it sounds, each one rattling the clouds with its deafening battle roar. A declaration of war.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nee8KfUtLBAYou and the rest of the crew gather on the deck. The horn blasts again, threatening to blow away the Fortune with its thunderous blast. It's coming from Lysander's ship, visible now up close.
The vessel is gargantuan, a metal leviathan that towers over your ship in both height and width. This engine of destruction is a floating fortress, armed to the teeth with cannons, scorpions, turrets of some description, and many other things besides. Crewmen, small as ants from your point of view, run about on the multiple layered decks, preparing the ship for battle. Two black iron smoke stacks rise from it, belching vantablack clouds to stain the sky. At its rear, a great metal wheel turns, churning the water into a frenzy. The cruel, pointed hull is painted in hues of incarnadine, and across its bow, the name "VINDICATOR" is emblazoned, glittering silver against the frothing waves below.
This is no mere ship. It's a war machine.
You see a winged figure depart from the Vindicator, flying towards your ship with unknown intent. Your companions look shaken by the magnitude of the vessel, but steel themselves for what's to come nonetheless.
No.753515
>>753514Aegis stood firmly at the edge of the Ship's deck, armed with her shield and dream wine staff at her back, plus the Bell of revealing tied around her neck, ensuring that wherever she went, the bell would ring and reveal anyone who dared hide with magic
As the flying being approached, she readied her magic, but did not attack right away
'1d10' homing magic, ice
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.753516
>>753511>>753514I stand on the bow, quietly looking down at Lysander's ship as it approaches. One of my hands is tucked into a pocket, nervously turning the Good Luck Charm over in my fingers. This is a long time coming, but even so there's a chance Lysander himself isn't even here. Pushing that thought away, I go over the opening plan in my head. It isn't much. Hit them hard out of the gate. Damage the bow of their ship -if that floating island can even be called a ship- as much as we can manage. Take out as many of their crew as we can before actually boarding. That is if anyone but me boards.
Now that the ship is closer I pull my spyglass out again, trying to get a good look at what the deck looks like. If any of the crew are above deck. Any extra nugget of information I can glean before they get in range and the battle finally starts.
"I have everything set up," I tell everyone. "It won't last forever, but I need people manning cannons and scorpions.
My Butler and a Servitor will pass out ammo as needed. You can't see him, but you can ask Gawain. He's real, and he's helpful. Aim for the bow. We wanna stop them from getting closer, and if cutting through the water causes them to start taking on water then hopefully that should slow them some.
If there are any crew on deck aim the cannons at clusters, but otherwise we're trying to damage the ship itself. Not much hope in destroying it with what we got-" I pause and tuck my spyglass back into my pocket. "Not from here, anyway. The bolts have jars of something called Witchdust attached to them. It ages stuff it touches, so it should soften the steel so the cannons can blow holes in the bow easier. Even though we probably ain't gonna sink it we can still slow it down. Should give us a good window to pick off crew members with normal cannonballs and scorpion bolts." I turn around and qirk an eyebrow. "If anyone has any input, ideas, or comments now would he the time. If not I'm gonna go finish gettin geared up. Aegis, I need the Mournwing Cloak back. And Silvy- you mind handing that potion over now?"
"Oh. And one more thing. You probably wouldn't, but there's a giant barrel of compressed Viridust right below deck. It has a big, white smiley face painted on it. Pretty sure it's either the last of -or close to the last of- our Viridust. It's a little surprise if we end up in too tight a spot, so I'd appreciate if nobody touched it until it was absolutely needed."
As the flying figure catches my eye, I take a step back and pull my dart crossbow, loaded with a Stoneskin dart. "Maybe we should all go below deck? If whoever that is is bringing the fight to us already it might be a good idea to have them in a tighter space so they can't fly as easy."
No.753517
>>753514>>753516[1d10]
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.753518
>>753516''It is yours'' Aegis floats the cloack, neatly folded and smelling frssh ''Looking back, I suppose shouldnt have bothered cleaning away your scent from it yet, you have been giving it more use than I had''
Aegis raises a hoof as Norv suggests heading below deck ''Wait. It might just be one of Lysander's messengers''
No.753519
>>753514>>753518>>753516"What need do we for communicazion - we learned all we needed to by hiz zhreat a few dayz back and hiz prezenze here now. He haz not come to zurrender or give up, any approaching iz an enemy, no?" Zunden says, wearing the armor she entered the Echoes with, chainmail clinking slightly, "Now iz not ze time to afford any advantage to ze enemy. Clip ze wingz zo zhey might zwim back, but do not allow zhem to get clozer."
>>753516"Ze magic of zhiz trinket iz not very ztrong, zo you may end up in ze ozean if you end up uzing it - Ze clozer you are to ze Fortune when uzing it, ze better. Allow me to bind it to you." Zunden offers the trinket for Norv to wear and then invokes one of her frozen runes to attune it to him.
>Using Frozen Union (6)[1d10+1] Thaumaturgy to immediately replace it
Norvegicus gains RETURN BRACER
>[A simplistic bracer made of cloth and with a stitched design of the Return rune. On use, destroys the object and returns the recipient to the bound destination with it's capabilities equal to the rolls used to create it (RETURN: 6, UNION: 6. Bound User: Norvegicus. Destination: Below Decks on the Fate's Fortune]Roll #1 9 + 1 = 10 No.753520
>>753518"Thank you." I take the cloak and slip it on over my coat. "And if it is wouldn't it make more sense to have them cornered instead of giving them a chance to get away and join the fight again? We have the option of immediately removing one piece from the board. We should take it."
>>753519I smile and nod. "Thank you, Z. Here's hoping I end up back on the ship instead. Good to have as many backups as we can manage."
No.753521
>>753519>>753520''Hm. I misjudged your intents then. Very well, lets go. If Lysander really wants this message delivered, his messenger will follow us in''
No.753522
>>753516>>753514"I can probably do cannons, easily enough- they're just like a big gun, right? I don't know if I can work any of my magic on them, but I'll try." the stallion says, touching at the bracer Zunden gave him the other night. "Below deck might be fine for now though, yeah- I'm not really a strategist, though."
No.753523
>>753519>>753517>>753515>>753522"I agree with Zunden," says Marisol. "This is the fight of our lives. We're not here to listen or negotiate." She pulls out her flintlock pistol, taking aim at the approaching figure. Etrigan summons a trio of Servitors to defend from the interloper, while the others move to start getting below deck.
>>753516You take a look at some of the crew through your spyglass. They seem to consist of varied mercenaries, many of which seem to be covering themselves from head to toe, with nothing visible. They move around rather stiffly. Mechanically, even.
Taking a look upwards towards the figure in flight, it takes a minute to recognize them. A large hippogriff approaches, clad in dark steel armor. One claw appears to be replaced with a mechanical prosthetic, grasping some sort of bag, while their face is concealed by a heavy jousting helmet.
It's Carabas. No.753524
>>753522I grin. "Oh, wow. Seriously? Like you do with your bow and stuff? Alright. Yeah. You do that. Use normal cannonballs and leave the bomb shells for everyone else."
No.753525
>>753519>>753521>>753523I feel the blood drain from my face and I almost lose my footing. "What?" I look again, but, obviously, nothing changes. I don't like the look of that bag, either. Is that really Carabas? We were told he wasn't gone.
>>753522"Don't shoot yet, but don't let down your guard either. It's- It's Carabas. But something doesn't seem right. He's holding something. We need to try to get whatever it is as soon as he gets close enough. I have a bad feeling about it. It's either a weapon, or worse." I swallow and take a step back, keeping my dart gun aimed at the figure. "My money is on worse."
No.753526
>>753524"Right. Here's hoping it works like I want it to, ehe… I ought to be able to put a serious dent in them with enough work."
>>753525>>753523"I… t-they… he died, didn't he? T-This can't be good, but I'd like to believe it's him."
No.753527
>>753523''…What? Are you certain about this, Master Norvegicus?'' Aegis readies her shield and stands near Norv ''It could be a trap of some kind''
No.753528
>>753523>>753525>>753518Zunden scowls as she tries to come up with an explanation in her head of how this scenario could have come to happen, holding up a claw "Ready weaponz and allow me to uze ze rune entruzted upon me by Black Pudding'z mentor. In truzh I waz zaving zhiz for ze Oneiromanzer itzelf wizh how powerful zhiz rune iz, but we muzt not allow anyzhing to take uz offguard. I will uze Zight to zee into ze true nature of zhat who approachez uz."
Zunden then crushes the brightly glowing Sight rune in her claw, gazing forth as she gazes into the true nature of the approaching figure.
>Frozen Sight (critical 10)>Peering into the true nature of approaching entity - their true identity, lingering magical effects on it, and (if possible with the power of the crit) the possessions are currently carrying[1d10+1] replacing the old Sight rune with Thaumaturgy
Roll #1 2 + 1 = 3 No.753529
>>753526"It looks like him, but like I said. Don't let down your guard. I wanna believe it too, but he has metal bits and he's coming from Lysander's ship, so not a good sign."
>>753527"Pretty sure. Almost definitely a trap, though. Nothin really changes. Treat him like he was a normal messenger from Lysander, because honestly? He probably is."
No.753530
>>753528>>753527>>753526"The crew is weird, too. Honestly this whole thing is giving me the same feeling as the Keepers in Last Hearth. I'd be ready for something like that."
No.753531
>>753530"If zhey are reanimated, zhen I have even lezz qualmz about zinking Lyzander'z zhip to ze bottom of ze zea."
No.753532
>>753525>>753526>>753527>>753528Dawn turns to stone, staring blankly towards the encroaching sound of beating wings. Etrigan hisses sharply in disbelief.
"No… no, it can't be…" Aurora looks stunned, and the others prepare themselves.
Zunden invokes the rune. Her pupils glow and change shape, the symbol of Sight imprinting itself on her vision as she gazes out at the approaching hippogriff. She sees nothing but death and defilement in him. Whatever happened to his corpse, it's not him anymore. An empty shell powered by something alien and malignant.
Marisol lines up her shot as she approaches. She takes initiative, firing a warning shot. He ignores it, and you hear a faint metallic ping as it glances off his wing. Carabas only seems to be emboldened by this, approaching the Fortune at breakneck speed. Marisol starts hastily reloading, unnerved by the experience. Aurora and Gawain seem to have the same thought; they both take to the air and perch on high ground at the crow's nest, ready to intercept if he attacks. Dawn just stands numbly frozen in place.
No.753533
>>753532Aegis quickly moves to stand between Dawn and Carabas, her shield glowing as she charges up a spell, ready to stop Dawn if she tries anything
'1d10' homing magic, ice''
''Stay behind me Master Dawn
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.753534
>>753532"Zhey have reanimated and defiled hiz corpze, fire every round." Zunden sasz resolutely, casting her own runic magic to start the process of decay again by returning him back to the corpse he once was.
>Frozen Return (non-critical 10), returning his body to the state of natural decay[1d10+1] replacing the used orb
Roll #1 9 + 1 = 10 No.753535
>>753531"Honestly? I'd sink it if I could, and I'm damn well gonna try. But that thing is metal island. It won't go down easy, if it goes down at all."
>>753532I sigh and put my dart gun away. "So much for poisons. Whole crew is probably like that." I unsling my rifle, slot my scope into it, and shoulder it. I put my finger on the trigger and line up a shot with his face.
>>753531"Is there a reason I shouldn't pull the trigger right now?"
No.753536
>>753532>>753530"It's… it's not him anymore, is it." he says, his voice a little small." the stallion says, readying his firearm.
>Ranged Attack (Shock): [1d10+2]Roll #1 2 + 2 = 4 No.753537
>>753535"I zaid fire every round, I do not want it to even touch ze zhip."
>>753532"
Etrigan, evasive maneuvers and prepare is to circle back to begin our fight."
No.753538
>>753536>>753537"Got it." I sight in as close to his head as I can, breathe in, and pull the trigger.
[Cheap Shot]
No.753539
>>753538[1d10]
Roll #1 3 = 3 No.753540
>>753533>>753534>>753535>>753536Dawn quietly complies, too shaken to act.
Aegis conjures two crystalline spheres. Rabi, Norv and Marisol open fire, but Carabas turns at the last moment, wrapping himself in his wings and shielding his entire body. You can see now that his real wings have been removed, replaced with steel prosthetics that fold up into a protective cocoon. Zunden's invocation seems to weaken him; the undead griffon shudders as if hit with a sledgehammer and begins to fall, righting himself in midair. His flight becomes lopsided and awkward as he begins to crumble in his armor.
Nevertheless, Carabas persists, flying directly at you then turning sharply upwards at the last minute, releasing the bag and spiraling to return in the direction of the Vindicator. The bag hits the deck with a heavy thud. Marisol takes initiative and pokes at the bag, opening it. She recoils with horror, looking disturbed by its contents.
"It's Sprig."
No.753541
>>753540Aegis takes a couple steps ahead after Gawain turns, firing off a barrage in an attempt to stop the gryphon corpse from returning
'1d10' homing magic, ice
'1d10' homing magic, ice
'2d10' Magic bolt, ice
Roll #1 6 = 6 /
Roll #2 9 = 9 /
Roll #3 10, 3 = 13 No.753542
>>753540"I will not allow ze drake to continue to puppet Carabas, Dawn. Entruzt me zhat zhey will not be uzed zhiz way any longer."
Zunden uses the Return orb she just summoned to finish the job, continuing to rot Carabas' corpse midflight.
>Frozen noncritical 10 Return[1d10+1] replacing it again
"Everyone elze, ready weaponz. ZI didn't truzt Zprig to begin wizh, zo ultimately it iz one lezz looze end."
Roll #1 9 + 1 = 10 No.753543
>>753540I stay silent for a long moment as I stare out at the ship and the husk of Carabas spiralling back toward it. Finally I swallow and, without turning around, say, "Etrigan. If anyone is manning the cannons or even near them fire the first Viridust shell at the deck. Then we can start the battle."
No.753544
>>753542>>753540''If he was not trustworthy or has any emotional attachment to anyone here, then someone throw his corpse out of this ship. At worst its a bomb, at best it will just make the deck smell bad''
No.753545
>>753540"I-I…" he trails off, shivering a little bit. He tries to stave it off, heading below deck to ready the cannons.
No.753546
>>753541He doesn't seem to be making an effort to return. He turtles behind his wing-shields as you open fire, blocking most of it, but you manage to damage his armor to a degree before he flies out of range.
>>753542You're not sure Dawn heard you. She seems to have completely folded in the wake of what transpired.
As Carabas departs, you invoke the rune. You see him spiral out of control and begin to corkscrew down onto the Vindicator's deck.
>>753541>>753542>>753543>>753545Etrigan grimly nods at Norv's instructions. Everyone starts mobilizing for the battle to come; as you do, however, you hear the roar of cannons from the Vindicator!
>brace for impact No.753547
>>753546Aegis quickly gets away from the Deck's edges and hops back to the center, trying to hold on while refilling her magic artillery
'1d10+2' homing magic, ice
'1d10+2' bracing
Roll #1 10 + 2 = 12 /
Roll #2 5 + 2 = 7 No.753548
>>753547'1d10+2' Potent potion
Roll #1 5 + 2 = 7 No.753549
>>753546I grab onto the edge of the deck, trying to keep myself from going to the floor. So much for leading the attack ourselves.
[1d10]
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.753550
>>753546Zunden braces for impact, using her main action to make sure Dawn is safe as well.
[1d10] Brace
[1d10] Help Brace Dawn/get her below deck
Roll #1 2 = 2 /
Roll #2 10 = 10 No.753551
>>753546>>753550>Using crit to whisper some supportive words,"
When zhiz iz over, I can make Return hiz body to ze zhip and we can give him a proper funeral. Let uz fight for what he fought for."
No.753553
>>753546As the cannons begin their barrage, I dive onto the deck for cover, before rushing down to the cannons below.
[1d10] Brace
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.753554
>>753547You conjure a pentagon of glowing ice orbs.
>>753547>>753548>>753550>>753552>>753553The ship lurches as a cannonball tears across its bow, reducing the front of the ship to splinters. The Fortune rocks from the impact, throwing everyone off. Gawain, Silver, Aurora, Aegis and Norv manage to get to safety, while Zunden rushes to protect Dawn. A piece of wood flies off and strikes the saurian in the process, leaving a painful wound on her back. Violet is knocked over, hitting her head painfully, while Marisol stumbles and nearly falls overboard, clinging to the railings and hauling herself back on board, fueled by adrenaline. Rabi stumbles, and his leg gives way, causing him to fall and quickly recover.
>Rabi takes 2 hits>Zunden takes 4 hitsThe Vindicator blasts its horn once again, and smoke billows from its stacks as it begins to move inexorably towards your ship. A flag is raised: black, with a draconic visage leering at you, as if daring you to take a shot.
Etrigan begins to spring to action, Servitors springing into existence in an azure flash as the ship wheels about to meet the Vindicator in combat while they prepare their next shot.
"To arms! To arms! Get to the weapons! This is it!" Violet, Gawain and Marisol heed the call, scrambling to join Rabi below deck and man the cannons!
Dawn snaps out of it, mumbling thanks to Zunden, and starts conjuring homing magic of her own to repel potential boarders.
Aurora flies over to Zunden with concern, seeing her hurt. "Are you okay?" she asks, her voice shaking a little.
No.753555
>>753554Once I regain my balance I rush to the guns. I decide to man one of the scorpions, loading one of my modified bolts. I take aim at the bow just above the water line, thankful that at least the giant ship means a giant target. Silently praying it'll work out how it did in my head, I fire.
[1d10]
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.753556
>>753554Aegis joins Dawn in defending the deck, ready to fire away at any soul trying to come close
''Be ready Master Dawn. Today we will finally put an end to Lysander and punish his actions, but do not let yourself be blinded by rage'' She warns the mare covering her flank
No.753557
>>753554"Nozhing my own magic cannot heal Aurora, worry not. Would you like to be in charge of healing ze cannonneerz belowdeck and returning zhem zheir giftz wizh interezt? I can handle healing top deck if you wizh."
Zunden uses her healing orb to patch herself back up, then uses the burst of reinvigoration to try and re-up her Sight orb.
>using healing orb to get back up to 6/4[1d10+1] Thaumaturgy: Frozen Sight
Roll #1 1 + 1 = 2 No.753558
>>753554"R-Right! Here goes!" the stallion shouts, willing a bit of his magic into the cannon and firing off a lightning-infused cannonball!
>Cannon (Lightning): [1d10+2]Roll #1 8 + 2 = 10 No.753559
>>753554'1d10+2' persuasion
Roll #1 4 + 2 = 6 No.753560
>>753516I nod grimly. "Very well. I'll be mindful with my shots, every round will count if we're to cripple the sails."
Fishing through my bag, I gather my potions and pass them to the assembled crew.
>High Snailgut: Gawain>Ichor of the undying: Norv>PyreFuel x2: Norv"These as well." I add, passing the two vials of opaque liquid along with the inky black potion. "Pyre fuel. All it needs is a little flame and It'll burn like wildfire. When I found the ingredients for it I knew just the dog who could put it to use." I add with a wink, before continuing to pass the potions along.
>High Aqua Vitaex5: Norv, Rabi, Gawain, Violet, Aurora———
>>753554Dodging the explosion of wood from the bow, I Gallop down the stairs to position the cannon for a shot. Heeding Norv's guidance, I take aim at the Warship's mast, lighting the pre-loaded cannon's wick!
[1d10] Cannonfire
Roll #1 3 = 3 No.753561
>>753557[1d10] perception
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.753562
>>753560Gawain, Violet and Aurora take the potions gratefully, slipping them away. "Thank you, good lady," Gawain says, trying to remain optimistic.
>>753555>>753558>>753560It's hard to miss such a large target. Norv's bolt hits its mark; you see the impact zone weaken slightly, steel turning to rust where it strikes.
Rabi's cannonball impacts the side of it. A surge of lightning passes over the Vindicator's hull; apart from a significant dent in the side, however, nothing else happens. This ship is much, much bigger and tougher than yours. It'll take much more than that to damage it.
Silver opens fire. Her shot misses, but tears a hole straight through the draconic flag, tearing down Lysander's wretched symbol.
Gawain and Violet's shots go into the water, but Marisol hits them square in the side of the hull.
>>753557>>753561Aurpra nods. "I'll go help them if need be. You, Aegis and Dawn hold the fort up here if anything comes, alright?" With that, she flies off.
You notice movement near one of the upmost decks of the Vindicator. It looks like the crewmen are assembling something, but you can't tell what.
>>753556Dawn trembles, her horror and grief giving way to quiet, seething rage, giving you the smallest of nods. She is firmly rooted in place, a halo of magical spikes around her head, ready to lash out at anyone who dares cross her.
>>753555>>753556>>753557>>753558>>753560The horn blasts once again as the Vindicator's cannons roar! This time, Etrigan is prepared, and coasts alongside it in an attempt to avoid impact!
[1d10] Maneuvers
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.753564
>>753562'1d10' bracing
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.753565
>>753559>>753558>>753555>>753553>>753562"
There are crew erecting a weapon or effigy on their upper deck - if you're aiming for the deck anyways, take out the crew and what they're building." Zunden speaks through Etrigan's connection.
>>753562[1d10+1] brace
Zunden uses her other action to help brace Aegis and keep her healthy.
[1d10] Help Aegis brace
Roll #1 5 + 1 = 6 /
Roll #2 10 = 10 No.753566
>>753562>>753565"Right- here goes, then!" he shouts, taking another shot with the cannon.
>Cannonfire: [1d10+1]>Brace: [1d10]Roll #1 4 + 1 = 5 /
Roll #2 2 = 2 No.753567
>>753562Stamping a hoof as the shot goes wide, I dive away from the window as another barrage sails towards us!
[1d10] Brace!
Once the impact clears, I rush to the next loaded cannon, taking aim at the Crew's suspicious movement!
[1d10] Fire!
Roll #1 9 = 9 /
Roll #2 1 = 1 No.753568
>>753562I hold my breath as I turn the winch to cock the scorpion, loading another one of my bolts.
[1d10]Brace
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.753569
>>753567>>753562As the wick burns and fate prepares it's Deadly turn, a familiar tune makes itself heard..
[1d10+2] Sonata
Roll #1 7 + 2 = 9 No.753570
The ship pitches and yaws as another cannonball tears through wood like paper!
>>753565>>753564Zunden manages to get to cover, grabbing Aegis and borderline wrestling her to the floor in the nick of time to avoid the impact.
>>753566As you go to fire the cannon, the ship buckles and groans from the blast, causing the cannon to roll backwards and slam you in the side. It hurts like hell.
>Rabi takes 4 hits>>753568You reload the scorpion, then hurriedly curl into a ball, avoiding getting hit by anything during the blast. You're safe.
>>753567You fly to safety, holing up in the ceiling as the Fortune shudders and shakes. Once it's over, you go to fire. The wick sparks, and you hear a deadly hiss as the cannon misfires-
>>753569And then it doesn't. Time seems to suspend itself for a moment as the cannon begins to explode, first in slow motion, then in reverse. You watch as a viridian cloud of flame appears, shattering the cannon's metal frame, then shrinks out of existence and the cannon reseals itself. Instead, you get a square cannon shot on the crew on the Vindicator's upper deck, taking out several, leaving a fiery green trail in its wake. It seems to have slowed their construction and caused some havoc on deck, but not for long.
>>753569>>753568>>753566>>753565>>753564As the debris settles, the ship jolts as Etrigan moves it upwards, trying to fly above the Vindicator where cannons can't reach. While they're busy dealing with the aftermath of Silver's shot, he rapidly flies into range.
"Fire again!">>753564>>753565As Etrigan does this, you hear a casting sound from nearby. "Peekaboo."
[1d10+3] Autocrit
Roll #1 8 + 3 = 11 No.753571
>>753570>>753565''Thank you Zunden'' Aegis says under the Saurian ''But please get off, your spikes are poking my arm''
At the sound of the unknown voice, Aegis jumps into action, searching for its source, while at the same time ringing out the bell of revealing
No.753572
>>753570I swing the scorpion around, aiming as close to the first shot as I can, trying to spread the dust further while overlapping the first shot.
[1d10]
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.753574
>>753570>Accounting for damage from last round, Helpless!>Arabian Endurance: Recover AutomaticallyRabi lets out a wheeze as he's slammed by the cannon, before working himself back up to all fours and readying the cannon again.
No.753575
>>753570Zunden turns around, one of her orbs going out behind her as she links herself to the unknown attacker.
>Frozen Union (10)>Making so whenever the attacker deals damage or causes Zunden to have a negative effect, the same damage and effect happens to the attacker.[1d10+1] rolling to immediately replace the Union orb
Roll #1 2 + 1 = 3 No.753576
>>753570As if from a dream, the cannon's explosion was averted, and in a blink the ball sails onto the enemy deck. Blinking in confusion, the continued sounds of battle draw me back to the Fight around us.
With the cannon still intact, I search for another Viridust cannonball to carefully load into the cannon.
[1d10] Reload
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.753577
>>753576>>753574"The bow!" I shout. "One of you fire on the rusted part of the bow! One of you onto the deck! Rabi, can you hit the deck with one of the light shots?!"
No.753578
>>753577"UNderstood, Aiming for the bow!" I shout back, peeking out from the firing port.
No.753579
>>753571>>753575A volley of knives fly out, skewering Zunden, Aegis and Dawn!
>Zunden takes 4 hits>Aegis takes 5 hitsDawn gasps and hits the ground hard. Flying above and behind you is a bone-white pegasus in a black coat, covered in scars from head to toe, a maelstrom of knives, crossbows, and other deadly weaponry floating behind him. From the description, this can only be the assassin Gavrilo that Rabi encountered in Withick. He looks down as a widening red stain on his chest appears. It seems to only invigorate him as he realizes what Zunden did, grinning from ear to ear despite the pain. "Clever girl. Good to see you again, toots," he adds to Aegis.
Some of the cloud of blades disappears, replaced by floating shields to protect him. Dawn struggles on the ground, breathing shallowly. Etrigan manifests by her side, conjuring some Servitors to flank the two of you. "Lovely day to die, innit."
Without warning, two repeating crossbows fly out of his coat and unleash hellfire on Aegis!
[1d10+2] [1d10+2]
>>753572You reload and fire. The rust spreads, weakening the bow even more. It'll still take a beating, but it's starting to falter slowly but surely.
>>753574You reload the cannon and line up a shot.
>>753576You reload and take careful aim at the Vindicator's bow.
>>753578>>753577>>753571>>753575>>753574Looking down at the Vindicator, you can see what they are assembling. It appears to be some sort of turret, like a cannon but with multiple slender barrels mounted on a series of rings. A belt of ammunition dangles from the central chamber. Flanking this are scorpions with what look like giant harpoons. These fire on you, trying to latch on to the ship and tether it!
[1d10+2]
[1d10+2]
Etrigan's attention is split between this and the interloper on the top deck, trying clumsily to pull maneuvers!
[1d10-1]
Roll #1 2 + 2 = 4 /
Roll #2 7 + 2 = 9 /
Roll #3 8 + 2 = 10 /
Roll #4 8 + 2 = 10 /
Roll #5 2 - 1 = 1 No.753580
>>753579Etrigan is too slow to react. The ship is impaled by half a dozen harpoons on its underside, thick rope and chains restraining it from moving anywhere!
No.753581
>>753579With nobody helping me, I pull my bell and ring it. "Butler!" I shout. "Load the scorpion so I can fire faster!" I crank the winch and load the next bolt.
No.753582
>>753579Rabi channels light magic into his cannonball, and takes a shot at the deck of the ship- using Zunden's orb for good measure!
>Healing Orb: +1 Wound, +1 to Hit>Cannonfire (Light): [1d10+3]Roll #1 10 + 3 = 13 No.753583
>>753579Gingerly packing the volatile shell into the cannon, I make the final adjustments for the shot, lining it up with the Rusted bow of the ship, before firing!
[1d10] Cannon
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.753584
>>753579[1d3+2] link turn length
"It iz a zhame, we releazed ze lazt azzazzin zhat boarded zhiz zhip and he died due to Lyzander abandoning him to die. Knowing the arroganze in your field, I imagine your reaczion being compared would only to zpout zomezhing uninterzting about not being az foolizh az zhem before immediately committing ze zame error."
Zunden pauses for a moment to charge up her healing magic.
>Bask: Healing BondsRoll #1 2 + 2 = 4 No.753585
>>753579Aegis gasps as knives impale her, thankfully most of the damage is stopped by her armored robes, but the others barely leave her standing
She turns around to greet her assailant, blood spilling down her face from a nick on her ear
''Gavrilo''
With a mental command, Aegis pops Zunden's healing bonds orb, which floated in the center of her pentagon of orbs
>Healing bondsBut she also whipped up a sharp shard of ice, firing it in an attempt to pierce Gavrilo's defences
'2d10+1' Magic bolt, ice
Roll #1 4, 1 + 1 = 6 No.753586
>>753583>>753579The terrifyingly familiar hissing of a failed shot rolls out of the cannon, and without a tune to save myself I try to leap away!
[1d10] Dodge
>>753584Leaping away, I gather my thoughts enough to psychically shout
"ZUNDEN, CANNON, TEMPERANCE!"Roll #1 7 = 7 No.753587
>>753586>>753579Having extra time in her turn, Zunden quickly reacts to the psychic message by balancing the hoof of Silver.
>(XIV Temperance[TR]) automatic instant, once per day; When invoked, this card imbues the target with the virtue of Temperance, turning a failed or successful roll into the bare minimum for a success or failure, respectively. No.753588
>>753581"Yes, sir." Butler steps out from the shadows and loads the scorpion in one swift motion. The rope draws back, allowing you to line up a good shot.
>+1 to the next Scorpion roll>>753582A blazing cannonball glowing like the sun slams into the deck, buckling the metallic frame. Some of the less fortunate crewmen are obliterated instantly by its radiance, while others scramble to get away. You notice that not all of them seem to be undead automata like Last Hearth's Keepers; some are just ordinary mercenaries. The ones that are covered up seem to be more mindless drones.
>>753583>>753586>>753587The cannon hisses dangerously, but with a slight fizzle, the wick regenerates slightly, then burns out. Silver gets another shot at it.
>>753584"Yeah, I've heard the story. Clawson was an idiot and tried to bail on Lysander. How stupid do you think I am? I'm good, maybe not the best but up there. And I do have half a bloody brain cell. You know I know the little hex you put on me, right? I work for Grosvenor. I see it all the time. All I have to do is wait, and then, I'm going to make you scream." He takes a drink from a flask, seemingly curing his injury.
>>753585He does a mocking sort of curtsy as you say his name. One of the shields flies up, swiftly batting aside your magic bolt.
>>753585>>753587Aegis gets shanked brutally in the leg, causing it to buckle and give way, knocking her to the ground!
>Aegis takes 4 hits, helpless"Enjoying the show, Zunden?" Gavrilo mocks. Dawn gets back up, gritting her teeth. Wordlessly, she unleashes a barrage of attacks at him!
[3d10] Homing Magic attacks
[1d10+1] [1d10+1] Magic Bolt
Gavrilo smirks and flies higher, conjuring an enormous javelin that goes flying in Aegis' direction!
[1d10+2]
>>753587>>753586>>753585>>753582>>753581Below, the crewmen complete construction of the turret!
The harpoon scorpions start turning, reeling the ship in like a prize catch!
"All cannons fire! Fire!" Etrigan shouts desperately.
Behind you, the black storm clouds start to move. You hear a faint rumble, and the wind starts to pick up…
Roll #1 2, 10, 3 = 15 /
Roll #2 7 + 1 = 8 /
Roll #3 6 + 1 = 7 /
Roll #4 1 + 2 = 3 No.753589
>>753581Correction: Aegis manages to heal the wound left by Gavrilo's blade. He looks annoyed. "Hurry up and die, luv. We're both on the clock here!"
Rabi's cannon blows the turret to smithereens, setting the crew back significantly. A few more start gathering around the remains, starting over.
No.753590
>>753588My heart nearly leaps from my throat as the cannon hisses for a moment more, before reversing and extinguishing itself. Nervously getting back to my hooves, I try to gather my thoughts, before the sudden pull downward of the ship draws my attention. Moving back to the cannon, I realign the cannon before, with great hesitation, relighting the wick once again.
[1d10] Fire!
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.753591
>>753589Aegis grits her teeth and groans, the pain breaking through her usual emotionless demeanor
>>753589''You wwasted your chance to kill me. You wont get another'' Aegis breathes in and tries to stabilize, looking up at Gavrilo before hoping backwards and away from him, trying to get some distance and a good cover
'1d10-1' get the fuck out
Roll #1 4 - 1 = 3 No.753592
>>753588"Aha, I see zhat my ztatuz az fortune teller goez unmarred, you have zaid juzt az I predicted." Taking advantage of Gavrilo's struggling shooting the javelin, Zunden crushes her Creation rune to shoot out a thread of Gavrilo's jacket to tie around the javelin he just threw.
>Creation (7) using material from Gavrilo's jacketZunden casts out healing to the three combating Gavrilo, "You notized ze moment I cazt it and zaid az much, I did not intend to hide my actzion. Pleaze do wait zhough, it givez me time to heal my alliez and undo all you've done. Zhey are not az limited az I am."
>Healing Bonds[1d10+3] Dawn (non-orb), Zunden & Aegis (orb)
Roll #1 4 + 3 = 7 No.753593
>>753588I swallow and look frantically between the construct and the hull. Making a snap decision, I fire the bolt at the construct, hoping to destabilize it some. Hopefully us being drawn closer makes it an easier shot.
[1d10+1]Improvise
Roll #1 8 + 1 = 9 No.753594
>>753592Aegis feels the magic imprint from Zunden's spell resonate through the air and through her, attempting to keep it fresh in her mind
'1d10-1' spellcatcher on Healing bonds
Roll #1 5 - 1 = 4 No.753595
>>753588"It looks like some of the crew's normal mercenaries- my light magic'll do a number on the ones that aren't, though!" he shouts, taking aim and loading the cannon
>I need to do this first, right? Or do I fire? [1d10]Roll #1 7 = 7 No.753596
>>753590>>753594Aegis finds yourself unable to concentrate enough to capture the spell. She tries to get away, but the pain from the wound causes her to falter. "What's the matter?" Gavrilo asks in a baby voice. "Getting tired? I'll take you to bed!"
He rears back to throw the javelin, but it gets yanked away by a thread manipulated by Zunden. He grins. "You're a tricky one, aren't you. I respect that. I've only just been warming up, you know. In a few moments, the spell's going to be broken, and th-"
He doesn't manage to finish his sentence as he gets completely blownaway by a barrage of magic from Dawn, hurtling through the air like a ragdoll. "Enough," she grunts, recovering via Zunden's magic. She turns to both of you. "We should warn the others. He'll be back soon, and stronger than before. And he won't be the only one."
>>753593You fire and shatter the construct once and for all. The corrosive magic does a number on it, preventing it from being able to be wheeled about, little more than a few barrels.
>>753590>>753595You combine cannonfire with Marisol, Violet and Gawain. Your cannon blasts put two nasty dents in the deck, sending crewmates flying and running for cover. You're definitely getting somewhere with this assault. This feels easy. Too easy.
>>753595>>753594>>753593>>753592>>753590https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ZD7Rg0PgHcYou've caused noteworthy damage to the Vindicator at this point, but there's still a long way to go. And it doesn't look like you'll be able to get anywhere now. The scorpions pull the Fortune deck to deck; you can't fire the cannons without damaging your own ship in the process. You see the crew starting to mobilize, grabbing all manner of weaponry, preparing to board.
A cloud of cuckoos flies from the other side of the ship through a window and up into the air, before coming down and starting to swirl around the deck, forming a sort of vortex. They start to come together and merge into a hulking form with a flurry and flutter of countless wings. Several crewmen come to its side, setting up in a military formation, guarding it with rifles pointed at your ailing ship.
Before long, they are gone, coalesced into the form of your worst enemy.
Lysander has grown exponentially since last you met. Gone is the sniveling dragon with a Napoleon complex; the monster that stands on the deck is at least 15 feet tall, pale white with scales like armor. A brown fur coat drapes his form, and two small lilac eyes glare from a skull-like draconic countenance. Enormous wings, spanning almost the whole deck, flank his titanic frame, and his thick, snake-like tail coils around his powerful clawed feet. His left arm, long gone, is replaced by a crackling claw made of pure blue energy.
As his crew assemble, Lysander reaches into his coat and lights his pipe, enjoying a smoke while staring out at your hapless ship. Next to him lands Carabas, seemingly healed of Zunden's destructive spells, while on his other side, Elaina emerges from the floor, phasing through the metal and manifesting. All three of them stare up at you, Lysander's eyes glittering with predatory hunger. He bares his teeth and speaks.
"Shall we discuss your surrender?"
>pausing No.753824
>>753596"As if surrender even an option at this point- you'll try to kill us no matter what." He says, huffing a little bit and trying to shake off as much of his unease and nerves as he can. He locks eyes with Elaine, a tinge of sadness flickering over his face.
No.753827
>>753596Aegis gives Lysander her usual neutral glares, only her mane moving inthe winds as the orbs of icy magic float around near her
''You will die or we will, Lysander, There are no terms to be discussed. Stop faking tame and civilized when your form is of a monster, its unsightly''
No.753830
>>753596As the ship is brought abreast to the steamer, I dash back up to the deck, Stopped by the massing of birds into the form of Lysander.
"We all know what the stakes are, Lysander! We cannot allow you access to the egg!" I shout to the towering form ahead of us.
"We'll fight you to the last, lest this realm and the Dominion meet their ends through your avarice!"
No.753831
>>753596Zunden squints at Lysander, then chuckles, "I am zurprized it took zo long for your body to catch up to your ego, did you know we already fought you in zhiz zhape when we took control of your Fulcrum? We are not needing anozher zhip zhough. How of your two ezcortz, ze ghozt and ze ozher cat. Am I take it zhey are zmart enough not to get involved in your petty needz zhat gainz zhem nozhing really of interezt?"
Zunden readies herself, drawing runes in the air for preparation and glancing over at Elaina briefly before returning gaze to Lysander, "I'm quiet zurprized zhey're even lending you merzenariez for zhiz - you remember how zhiz all ztarted becauze you were angry at your ex for… making sure you didn't die on an exzpedition? I zhink zhat waz it, it waz a very dumb reazon to kidnap her in ze firzt plaze iz all I remember."
No.753832
>>753831>Zunden readies herself, drawing runes in the air for preparation and glancing over at Elainaactually doing this
>Creation Thaumaturgy[1d10]
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.753833
>>753596My jaw tightens as Lysander shows his face way sooner than I'd expected. "Not sure if I can say you're braver than I gave you credit for when you only showed up after you'd outgunned us." The corner of my mouth twiches. "But I'm gonna be completely honest. Draggin us in like this instead'a just leavin it a war of ships? That actually did take either more stones than normal or fewer brain cells. Maybe even both. You probably had us in the air, but you actually wanna fight us man to man? How noble."
I tuck one of my hands into my coat and idly play with the spring on my striker, at the same time willing magic into my other pockets.
[1d10]Summon Minion into one of the pockets x2
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.753834
>>753824>>753831Elaina meets your gaze with an unreadable expression, then sinks into the floor, out of sight for now.
>>753833Purdue nudges you as you grab him, trying to get your attention.
"It's time, brother. Take me to the island." He gives you a meaningful look, as if to say 'trust me'.
>>753824>>753827>>753830>>753831>>753833He grins like a Cheshire cat, taking a few steps forward. The Vindicator trembles with his every step. "'How noble!'" he parrots belittlingly. "Ugh, do shut up. You talk too much. All of you do. I don't think you really understand the situation."
"My crew and I have been holding back this whole time, if you hadn't noticed. If I wanted to I could turn my cannons on you, blow you to sawdust and kill you all right now. Or I could go on there myself, and pull you apart limb from limb. Give me the Egg and surrender, and I'll make it painless. You have my word. Keep trying to resist, and you'll scream until you vomit blood."
Fly. T-Take the Egg and fly. I'll hold them off as long as I can. Get to the lifeboats and- AAAAGHH!!!Lysander raises his crackling blue arm, the hand replaced by a glowing Severance rune. You feel a rush of energy flowing through the Fortune, and blue streaks begin to pass through its wooden surface, as if Etrigan is being pulled out of it. Inexorably, the Fortune rumbles, as Etrigan's essence pulses out of the ship into Lysander's arcane limb.
"How much longer are we going to go back and forth on this?" Lysander asks impatiently. "Last chance to give it to me willingly." A couple of mercenaries and automatons start spreading out, slowly making their way aboard your ship. Behind you, the clouds gathered in the northwest begin to crawl across the sky.
>roll Perception in addition to your actions this turn No.753835
>>753834''Never'' Aegis is the first to fire, Hitting Lysander with a barrage of arcane magic to face, wings and neck to stop the dragon
'2d10' Magic bolt, ice
'1d10' perception
Roll #1 8, 3 = 11 /
Roll #2 3 = 3 No.753836
>>753834As a hail of ice shards fly out from Aegis behind me, I take to the air, Flying up and around the action, searching for a place to hide my approach to lysander.
>bounce[1d10] Perception
[1d10] Stealth
Roll #1 10 = 10 /
Roll #2 6 = 6 No.753837
>>753834My heart races as we're surrounded. I swallow, and my head swims a little. It seems like it's been ages since I've felt like this, even though I know it hasn't been that long. This terrified rush. This excitement. Playing the odds. I barely even felt excited since we brought Vi back, but right now? This is more like the first time I sat down at a card table.
I take a deep breath through my nose, pull my striker out, and flick my coat open, revealing the belt of seven viridust grenades around my waist. "Alright," I say, walking toward Lysander, using my free hand to pull my mask a little further down. "No more talking, then. I just have one question."
Reaching into the bag of holding, I pull out the ship in a bottle. Depressing the spring of my striker, I bring it down and pinch one of the fuses between it. My heart races as I take a step toward Lysander, my vision tunneling in on him and ignoring the rest of his crew completely. I lick my lips, and my face splits into a broad grin. "Do you know what a dead man's trigger is? Stop whatever you're doing. Now."
No.753838
>>753837[1d10]perception if he's not too focused on Lysander.
Roll #1 9 = 9 No.753839
>>753834[1d10] perception
Zunden summons her own rune in orb form, the glowing powerful Return orb created earlier.
"You will get exzactly what iz owed to you, not what you came her wanting. We will begin wizh ze phyzical."
Zunden returns Etrigan to his place in control of the ship.
>Frozen 9+1 ReturnShe outreaches her hand in gentle motion, focusing proper healing magic to start having Etrigan's flesh take over his magical replacement.
>Mend: spell; A target regenerates grievous injuries such as lost extremities, damaged vital organs and internal bleeding. In combat, it can also be used to remove all afflictions on a target.[1d10+1]
Roll #1 6 = 6 /
Roll #2 4 + 1 = 5 No.753841
>>753834"It's not like we'll get a better outcome if we hand it over willingly. I'd rather not." the stallion says, planting his Greatbow on the deck, funneling in a wide bolt of light magic, before firing it at Lysander- and, a few nearby animated corpses.
>Dragonslayer Yumi (Cleave 3, Light): [1d10+2]Roll #1 6 + 2 = 8 No.753842
>>753835>>753841Aegis' magic bolt hits him in the face, while Rabi's blast seems to injure some of his crew, causing them to recoil and kneel. Lysander flinches ever so slightly, but nothing else happens. Not so much as a mark. He looks more offended than hurt. "Are you dense?" he calls incredulously.
>>753836You take advantage of the distraction to sneak aboard the ship, flying low and landing on the aft end. You can see a few crewmen about, but they seem to be busy either waiting for the signal or working the ship. It won't be easy remaining undetected. You're about a dozen feet away from Lysander; it won't be easy sneaking up on him. Not at all. He's flanked by Carabas and the firing line of automatons, all trained on Norv at the moment.
>>753837Violet does a double take as you walk out. "What are you doing?" she hisses. Marisol moves to stop you. Gawain looks confused.
"Who are you again?" Lysander asks, tilting his head slightly. The firing line of automatons train on you.
As he sees your explosives, his expression hardens. "This can't seriously be your plan. What, you're going to make some noble sacrifice? You'll blow your friends up to smithereens. Again. Don't be ridiculous."
>>753839Lysander bares his teeth as you attempt to reclaim Etrigan. He unsheathes his claws, anchoring himself to the ground. You feel a tremendous pulling sensation as you invoke the rune; it takes you a moment to realize that Lysander is redoubling his efforts. You are essentially stuck in a game of tug of war with Lysander for Etrigan's soul. "Do you really think you stand a chance here?" he asks mockingly.
>>753841>>753839>>753838>>753836>>753835You notice two things:
First, the clouds have a distinct purple tint to them, with flashes of green.
Second, a silver door closes behind you, and Dawn is nowhere to be seen.
As you begin your attack, Lysander grins. "If that's how it's going to be!" Continuing to hold Zunden off with his magic arm, he forms a fist with his other arm and thrusts it upwards. His eyes glow lilac, and Norv is yanked off his feet by some unseen force, hurtling upwards into the sky!
>Norv roll to break telekinetic gripHis forces open fire on your ship!
Several automatons cross the gap and start attacking you, uttering instructions in their garbled, emotionless tones!
[3d10] vs Aegis, Zunden, Rabi
Violet and the others spring to action, beginning to attack the intruders!
Lysander redoubles his efforts, the Severance rune glowing as he keeps trying to absorb Etrigan!
Carabas takes flight!
Roll #1 4, 6, 8 = 18 No.753843
>>753842"Back off!" the stallion shouts, trying to tumble out of the way while he readies the magic again.
>Dodge: [1d10]"Holler if you see Elaina! Remember, she can phase through almost anything…"
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.753844
>>753842Aegis ignores the slow automatons for now, redoubling her efforts on bombarding Lysander now that he took to the air, firing all of her magic at the dragon
'5d10' Homing magic, ice
Roll #1 3, 7, 5, 8, 3 = 26 No.753845
>>753842Landing quietly aboard the ship, I Proceed closer to Lysander, Readying my shivs and calming my nerves as I dodge the occasional crew member working the ship.
[1d10] Stealth
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.753846
>>753842As well as immediatelly refreshing her charges once she spends them
'1d10' homing magic, ice
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.753847
>>753842>automoton's 6 i assume is absorbed by ReptilianZunden simply bats the Automaton aside with her tail, simultaneously creating new runes while expending old ones.
"It dependz, can one arm multitazk? You zeem to be trying too many zhingz at onze."
She first expends an orb of severance to cut off Lysander's connection to the ship in the first place.
>Frozen Severance (7)She then works to create yet another frozen Return rune.
[1d10+1] Return Thaumaturgy
Roll #1 4 + 1 = 5 No.753848
>>753842I snort and then let out a quick, hyena-like cackle. "Plan." I shake my head. See, that's where you're wrong. You're going to kill us anyway. You said as much yourself. You want the egg. You said as much yourself. So I'm taking a gamble. There's a huge number of explosives on our ship. You know what Viridust is, right? If not I'll give you a hint. It's the stuff those little cannonballs were stuffed with. My friends aren't the only ones who would be blown to smithereens. You think you're far away enough? Or your crew? Or-" I lick my lips and my eyes widen a little, the grin never leaving my face. "The egg? I'd wager-" My voice cuts off as Lysander hoists me into the air. Oh? That's how it's going to be. I struggle against his telekinesis.
[1d10]
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.753849
>>753843You get clipped by the automaton's sword swing as you try to dodge.
>Rabi takes 3 hitsIt swings its arm-blade again!
[1d10]
>>753844You block the automaton's crossbow bolt and unleash a barrage of missiles at him. He just laughs and shrugs them all off. "It's cute how much you try. Come on, hit me!"
>>753845As all hell begins to break loose, you fly from corner to corner, sneaking up on him. He's even larger up close; you might as well be attacking a house.
From the shadows, you see a spark of silver magic. Dawn seems to have had the same idea, waiting for the right moment to unleash her strength.
>>753847You avoid a blow from a spiked mace, invoking Severance. It seems to work, to an extent; Lysander falters for a split second, and the flow of energy starts moving more in your direction. "Clever girl," he breathes. "I might actually remember you!"
Weakened ever so slightly, he redoubles his efforts to wrench Etrigan from your grip!
[1d10+3]
>>753848You manage to wrench free of his grip as he focuses more on Zunden. Problem is, now there's nothing suspending you in midair. Your stomach takes a vacation as you begin to plummet in freefall, the cruel, choppy waves rushing up to meet you!
>>753847>>753846>>753845>>753843>>753848"Who are you talking to?" A horribly familiar voice rings out as a cruel jagged knife soars through the air towards Rabi!
[1d10+3] Autocrit
"Attack her, you idiots!" Lysander bellows, pointing at Zunden. Two of the automatons turn to Zunden, falling on her with harrowing blows!
[2d10]
Marisol and Aurora are locked in single combat, while Violet and Gawain take down two automatons. They start falling back, down towards the lower decks. "Forget the ship! Let's get out of here!" Violet calls as another automaton starts fighting her. "We should fall back and regroup!" Gawain calls, beheading another automaton in the process.
The ship rattles and shakes from the strain of Zunden and Lysander's conflict, wood cracking and splintering!
Carabas lands on the deck, making the floor shake with his arrival. He looks around slowly, then starts inexorably trudging down below deck, accompanied by a contingent of automatons!
Roll #1 1 = 1 /
Roll #2 8 + 3 = 11 /
Roll #3 9 + 3 = 12 /
Roll #4 4, 2 = 6 No.753850
>>753849Rabi turns towards the sound of the voice and drops his bow, hefting up his rifle to take a shot in the direction it came from!
>Copperhead Rifle (Lightning): [1d10+2]Roll #1 2 + 2 = 4 No.753851
>>753849Aegis is about to respond to Lysander, but she spots Carabas from the corner of her eye and immediatelly rushes to stop him, intercepting the gryphon with a powerful swing of her ice-coated shield ''Not one more step, Carabas''
'1d10' Earthen strike, ice
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.753852
>>753849I let myself freefall, feeling my guts in my throat. As I do, in one swift motion I pull the grenade I have my striker against, release my grip, spark the fuse, and lob it right at Lysander.
No.753853
>>753852[1d10]
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.753854
>>753851Also using one of Zunden's orbs to heal
No.753855
>>753849Zunden again swats the automatons away, continuing to cast runic magic.
"
Etrigan, if you're still able to communicate - Lysander is currently trying to absorb your form, might I create a bond of Union between us so that he'll have to pry you out of me first? I already have a connection to the ship, so it should be easier then our struggle with the Oneiromancer"
Seeing as Lysander's arm is more capable of casting runic magic, she tries to Balance out their levels of capability.
>Frozen Balance (7) to balance out our roll modifiers on creating runesShe works on creating a frozen Return rune with the boost of the expended rune.
[1d10+1] Return Thaumaturgy
Roll #1 6 + 1 = 7 No.753856
>>753853I evoke the devil to make the roll a 10. Quietly, I mumble, "Just make sure when you mess with me it's funny."
No.753857
>>753849Given his size, I apply a healthy dose of the potent midnight oil to my shivs, eying a space thing enough to pierce, before making my incision!
[1d10+2] potent Sleep serum
Roll #1 8 + 2 = 10 No.753858
>>753849"W-We might not have much other choice but to abandon ship, but… w-what about Etrigan? We can't just leave him here!"
No.753859
>>753849''Not quite'' Aegis says as she runs past Gawain ''Running now wont do us any good. You must be prepared to win here and now'' She stops near Violet ''Fight on. We have no where to go but neither do them, this is our chance to end Lysander's efforts'' Aegis points to the ships glued together
No.753860
>>753850You feel a sudden impact as the blade pierces your gut. Teetering in place, you try to shoot, but are met with a hoof to the face. Gavrilo is standing over you smugly, and gives you a kick in the chest while you're down. "Eyes and ears up, mate. …Nice gun." He takes your Copperhead rifle and tucks it into his coat, where it disappears!
>Rabi takes 8 hits, helpless>>753851You intercept him with an icy strike. There is a ring of steel clashing on steel. The undead hippogriff stops dead in his steps as you rail against his thick armor plating.
>>753852>>753856As you hurl the grenade, you swear you hear a snicker of laughter from somewhere. You spin through the air in freefall. The waves rise up around you, and you know no more.
You are in a chair. You can't quite make out your surroundings, but it looks like the interior of a room. Everything around you seems to shift and warp, as if reality isn't real. Faint laid back piano music can be heard from some unknown source. Sitting across from you is a familiar serpentine form, with a goat-like head and mismatched body parts.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UI6YgHidevk"So Norv, what did you think of The Return?">>753855No response from Etrigan.
Lysander roars and pulls, but your Balance rune takes away his advantage, and weakens his grip. He almost won for a moment, but you pull it just out of his reach.
>>753857>>753859>>753855>>753850Gawain and Violet's exit is blocked as Carabas arrives. They nod to Rabi and Aegis, joining the latter in fighting him!
[2d10]
Carabas lunges mechanically to grab Aegis by the throat!
[1d10+2]
Gavrilo leaves Rabi for now, flying into the air and lining up a shot with the Copperhead, aiming at Zunden!
[1d10] Surge Shot
Silver and Dawn act in unison; Dawn's horn lights up and places Lysander in some sort of momentary trance, while Silver buries her blade in his back. The double attack makes him groan, stumbling sluggishly. His grip on Etrigan weakens even more. There is a small clink as Norv's grenade hits the deck. Lysander looks down at the sparking orb at his feet, and his face turns to stone.
"No!"
Breaking off the bond with Zunden, he tries to take to the air to avoid the imminent explosion, slowed by Silver and Dawn's attack!
[1d10-1]
Dawn hurriedly opens a Door for herself and Silver back on board, as two automatons open fire on both of them!
[2d10]
Roll #1 10, 2 = 12 /
Roll #2 4 + 2 = 6 /
Roll #3 8 = 8 /
Roll #4 1 - 1 = 0 /
Roll #5 2, 2 = 4 No.753861
>>753860Aegis tries to avoid the gryphon's deadly talons, rolling backwards and producing a sharp icicle to counter his advance
'2d10' magic bolt, ice
Roll #1 2, 1 = 3 No.753862
>>753860Wrenching my shiv free from Lysander's back, I barely have time to consider my next move before the clatter of a grenade and a hail of gunfire herald my success. Spotting the shimmer of Dawn's door, I take flight, leaping through the opening before we meet the grenade's blast head-on
>bounce No.753863
>>753860>Arabian Endurance"N-Not so fast!" the stallion shouts, taking aim with his bow and shooting a wispy blue, ethereal bolt at Gavrilo as he lines up the strike. It's charged with lightning, for extra measure.
>Astral Strike (Lightning): [1d10+2]Roll #1 10 + 2 = 12 No.753864
>>753860[sp]I press a palm to my eye and groan. My heartrate somehow seems like it's eased up? My head, though. "Jeeze. What- what happened?"
Quiet, smooth jazz piano music almost eases the headache, and I open my eyes. Discord? Oh. So either he saved me or I'm dead. I ease back in the chair a little, trying to relax. "Return? Return to what?"[/sp]
No.753866
>>753860Taking advantage of the distraction, Zunden prepares a Union rune for Etrigan.
>Spending healing orb to put myself back up at 6/4[1d10+1] Thaumaturgy: Frozen Union
Roll #1 10 + 1 = 11 No.753867
>>753865"Yeah. Then I blew his scaly ass to bits if I managed to aim the grenade right. Wish I could've seen it before-" I look around and knit my brow. I can't really seem to make anything out around me. "Well, before whatever this is. Am I-" I gulp. "Am I dead? How can you be here if I'm dead?"
No.753868
>>753861Before you can cast, Carabas grabs you, lifting you up with one hand. His wicked metallic claws dig into your face, drawing heavy blood. He continues to hold you in a vice grip, exerting unbearable pressure on your skull!
>Aegis takes 1 wound, grappled>roll to break free>>753862>>753861>>753863>>753866Rabi and Gavrilo fire at the same time. Zunden conjures a Union rune, only to get knocked off her feet immediately after using the orb, sent across the deck by a powerful magic bolt to the chest. Before he can gloat, Gavrilo is struck by Rabi's arrow, causing him to crumple to the deck momentarily as he is knocked adrift in the astral plane.
Silver and Dawn appear back on board. Moments later, a deafening explosion rings out, aas powerful as the cannon shots you've been using till now. This portion of the Vindicator's upper deck is engulfed in a burst of green flame and smoke and debris. You are rocked by the explosion, struggling to keep your footing!
>roll to remain standing, instantWhen it settles, Lysander is nowhere to be found.
No.753869
>>753868Zunden holds herself in place with her staff, using a Sight rune to try to get swpernatural understanding of where Lysander is.
[1d10] endurance
[1d10] Sight
Roll #1 4 = 4 /
Roll #2 1 = 1 No.753871
>>753866Aegis gasp and chokes, glaring down at the gryphon and coughing blood as she struggles against him with her gentle hooves, trying to knock off his helmet and hit his face
'1d10-1'
Roll #1 7 - 1 = 6 No.753872
>>753868Buffeted by the shockwave, I struggle to stay upright as the heat from the blast soon follows.
[1d10] Endure
My elation is short lived, as the lack of Lysander's body leaves me greatly concerned.
"No.. He couldn't have.." I trail off, scanning the deck for any sign of him.
[1d10] Perception
Roll #1 6 = 6 /
Roll #2 2 = 2 No.753873
>>753868"T-Tie Gavrilo down or somethi- ack!" he shouts, trying to hold on.
>Remain standing: [1d10]He'll also try to nail Carabas in the back with an arrow of light, in an attempt to help Aegis.
>Magic Bow (Light): [1d10+2]Roll #1 5 = 5 /
Roll #2 9 + 2 = 11 No.753874
>>753870I laugh, and I'm honestly not sure if it's dry or if I'm actually amused. "Yeah. Shoulda guessed that killed me. Wasn't exactly a short little dive into the pool." I smooth my hair back. "I'll have to ask Purdue about this, then. Plot contrivance is kinda a weird way to put it, but-" I shrug. Idly I look between Discord and the bottle of booze. "Think I can-" I let the sentence hang there, nodding toward it.
As he leans forward it's all I can do not to lean back. Still kinda scared of the powerful chaos god. Good. Was starting to question my sanity. "I keep secrets all the time. What's one more between friends?"
No.753875
>>753871>>753869>>753871>>753873Silver flies up, avoiding the shockwave, while the rest of you get knocked around some.
>Rabi and Zunden take 1 hitLooking around, you don't see any trace of Lysander, save for a few stray feathers floating down. He must have gotten away in the chaos, but he can't have gone too far to lick his wounds.
There's no time to celebrate, however. There is still Carabas, and about half a dozen automatons on board your ship. Maybe more. Plus your ship is still tethered to his.
Carabas continues to crush the life out of Aegis - it takes a well placed shot from Rabi to stagger him, causing him relinquish his death grip. The mare falls to the floor, wounded and bleeding from her head.
>Aegis takes another wound, helpless The hulking hippogriff turns to Rabi. His wings unfold, forming a steel greatshield protecting him from most attacks. He extends his robotic hand, which closes into a fist and dislocates at the wrist, revealing a coiled chain within. Turtling behind his wing-shields, he spins the claw-flail menacingly before thrashing it at Rabi!
[1d10+2]
Gavrilo begins to stir, coming to from the shot…
The automatons continue to attack anyone in sight!
[3d10] vs Zunden, Silver, Aegis
Roll #1 9 + 2 = 11 /
Roll #2 10, 1, 8 = 19 No.753876
>>753875Aegis spits out a fair bit of blood, trembling to get up
'1d10' recover
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.753878
>>753875My search is halted as more automatons charge our position, drawing my shivs and joining the fray, slicing the legs of my attacker!
[1d10] Melee
[1d10] Melee
Roll #1 4 = 4 /
Roll #2 6 = 6 No.753879
>>753875"I need to check on the egg- I'm worried Elaina went after it! We need to handle this first, at least." he says, fumbling for his Splinterwood Arrow, imbuing it with a spark of lightning and firing it at Carabas!
>Splinterwood Arrow (Lightning): [1d10+2]Roll #1 4 + 2 = 6 No.753881
>>753875[1d10] perception
Seeing the heavy swing coming from the automoton and sensing danger, Zunden pulls her bottle of Ashbrandy and downs it.
>Ashbrandy; automatic: the next two attacks that would send you helpless leave you at 1 hit remaining instead.Roll #1 10 = 10 No.753882
>>753878>>753875[1d10] Perception
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.753884
>>753876You pull yourself up, head spinning but still in the fight. You could do this all day.
>>753878You dodge its swing and slice it at the knees. Sawdust and sparks pour out from it as it collapses, and you stab it in the back for the finisher.
>>753879The Splinterwood arrow clangs off of his shields, causing him to falter momentarily. He unfolds them and lashes out in one swift movement, slamming you in the chest with the flail. You feel your breath leave your body as you are knocked off your hooves.
>Rabi takes 5 hits, helpless>>753881You take a hit to the chest, but barely manage to keep your balance. You down the thick potion in one forced swig, feeling hardier already.
>>753878>>753879>>753881>>753876Gavrilo flies up and unleashes a torrent of knives, cackling madly!
[1d10+2] vs Silver, Aegis, Zunden
The remaining automatons continue to fight mechanically!
[3d10] vs Rabi, Aegis, Zunden
Zunden senses danger from below, and a pair of feline claws phase through the wooden deck in an attempt to grab her!
[1d10+1]
Roll #1 9 + 2 = 11 /
Roll #2 3, 9, 6 = 18 /
Roll #3 5 + 1 = 6 No.753885
>>753884"N-Not good…" the stallion wheezes, trying to get back to his hooves
>Recover: [1d10]Roll #1 7 = 7 No.753886
>>753877[sp]I smile back and raise my bottle in a toast before throwing back a large glug. After, I lean forward myself, resting my arms on my legs and letting the bottle dangle between my knees.[/sp]
[sp]As Discord talks, however, my smile falls. My grip around the bottle tightens, and I tense up. "Damn it. I guess hoping I'd just either killed or severely wounded him just now was too much." Shaking my head, I fall silent again and continue listening. The tension doesn't leave as he talks. I'm supposed to trust Discord here. I know that he's at least telling the truth about being able to get rid of the egg without releasing the cuckoo. There's no way he isn't at least that powerful, and I still think it's in his best interest to not destroy the egg. Even then, he did try to get Vi to break it that first time we met him. Back then he probably thought -and likely thought correctly- that it would also release him. If he can exist here in this world then what's stopping him from just leaving the echoes without destroying the egg and risking both realities. He even could've helped Lysander or O-man, but he didn't. He's here. Talking to me.[/sp]
[sp]And all it'll take is me murdering my best friend. But even that isn't true, is it? He died centuries ago. His soul is just trapped where it is right now.[sp]
[sp]Looking up at Discord, I nod. "This helps both of us, but I want something else. Some kind of boon or something. Call it a show of good faith. As a mutual show of good faith, I'll leave it up to you to decide what it is." I take another swig of the bottle and hold my paw out. "Agree to that and we have a deal. The hardest part will be convincing the others unless finding you will be a problem."[/sp]
No.753887
>>753884the flurry of knives too great a volume, I try to dive away from the worst of it, Finding something to break line of sight with Gavrilo
[1d10] Dodge
[1d10] Stealth
Roll #1 3 = 3 /
Roll #2 3 = 3 No.753888
>>753884Aegis stands back up and somehow maintains her cold demeanor and posture, the blood over her white coat and eyes giving her an even more menacing glare as she sighs cooly and brings up a storm of icicles, firing them at Gavrillo
'2d10+2' Magic bolt, ice
Roll #1 8, 5 + 2 = 15 No.753889
>>753888'1d10+2' potent potion
Roll #1 2 + 2 = 4 No.753890
>>753884>Gavrillo attack absorbed by Ashbrandy>Automaton attack absorbed by ReptilianInstead of conventionally dodging, Zunden instead pops the Return rune on the claws coming up from the wood, trying to return Elaina (or at least as much as she can) to the physical world, catching her in place before she can be grabbed.
>Frozen Return (7) [should beat a 6 i hope]She pauses to catch her breath
>Bask: Healing Bonds>+1 held over from Return rune for next roll No.753892
>>753884Aegis also spots something she missed for a while now. Gavrillo's magical imprint when he controls the knives
'1d10+2' Spellcatcher
Roll #1 9 + 2 = 11 No.753893
>>753891Against my better judgement, my medium judgement
and my worst judgement, I extend my paw a little more and shake his hand.
No.753894
>>753887>>753888>>753890>>753885Rabi manages to get back up. Silver takes a knife to the shoulder, knocking her to the ground. Above, Gavrilo laughs mockingly.
>Silver takes 5 hits, helplessZunden weathers the blows, the Ashbrandy's effects protecting her from the incoming barrage of blades. As Elaina burst out to try and grab her, Zunden casts her rune. She plummets back through the floor, foiled temporarily.
Gavrilo reels as he is hit by a magic bolt from Aegis, righting himself in midair and snarling. "See something you like, luv? Take a pic, it'll last you longer!"
He pulls out a pair of pistols and shoots at both Aegis and Zunden!
[2d10]
Carabas fights off Gawain and Marisol before running forward, configuring his wings into a sort of spiked battering ram, charging at Zunden!
[1d10+2]
One of the remaining automatons attacks Rabi!
[1d10]
Roll #1 8, 5 = 13 /
Roll #2 10 + 2 = 12 /
Roll #3 5 = 5 No.753895
>>753894Thrown to the deck as the pain from the knife lances through my shoulder, I brace myself to pull it out, before getting back to my hooves!
[1d10] Recover
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.753896
>>753893"YES!" He shakes your hand enthusiastically, and the world seems to whirl and melt around you. "Gee willikers mister, you sure do have a good eye for business! See you soon, Pen-naaaay." He winks dramatically, and seems to just, melt out of existence. All that's left is his hand and his eyeballs, and then, not even that.You feel numb. Comfortably so. Your eyelids feel gummed shut; it takes you a moment to open them. As you come to, and adjust to your surroundings, you find yourself back on the Fortune. Sounds like your friends are still fighting up above.
"I'm guessing you accepted his proposal."Purdue's lying next to you, looking pensive as ever.
"I'm okay with it, don't worry about me. I've been so many things before. Conjurer, jester, stargazer. Who knows what'll come next?…" No.753897
>>753894Aegis does not respond to Gavrilo's banter, instead getting her magic ready while trying to dodge his attack
'1d10' homing magic, ice
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.753898
>>753897'1d10' potent potion
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.753899
>>753894Zunden takes a deep breath, passing out healing to her allies as she braces for the pain of Carabas charge.
[1d10+3] Healing Bonds (all frozen) Aegis, Rabi, Zunden
[1d10] perception to see where Lysander snuck off to.
Roll #1 9 + 3 = 12 /
Roll #2 4 = 4 No.753900
>>753899>>753894Aegis is feeling sharper than ever, and captures the magical imprint of Zunden's spell as well
'1d10' spellcatcher
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.753901
>>753896Slowly, I sit up. My body feels heavy, but if it's the guilt from my agreement or just what it feels like to come back I'm not sure. "It sounds like you don't think it was a bad idea, then." I sigh. "I- honestly I can't think of another way. It seems like when I come up with something it falls apart somehow. This feels like it's it. I can't say it feels
right, but it makes sense." I knit my brow and look down at him, suddenly noticing how foggy everything seems. "I'm sorry, brother. I-" A sob chokes out my words. "I was going to try to bargain for for your life, bur now we're here." I wipe the tears from my eyes and take a deep breath. "Whatever you did, thank you."
Looking up, I try to pull myself to my feet. "I guess it still isn't over. I should go help them."
No.753902
>>753894Rabi uncorks one of the vials of High Aqua Vitae, and downs it quickly
>Full Hits, Full Wounds"I'll fire off one or two more shots up here, then I'll run down after Elaina! I want to help more, but… we can't let her slip away."
No.753903
>>753901"There's no other way," he answers serenely.
"Now go. Help them."Heading topside, you find a chaotic scene. Carabas, Gavrilo, and a bunch of automatons and mercenaries are locked in a ferocious battle with your companions. Things don't look good for them.
>>753895>>753897>>753899>>753902Silver doesn't manage to recover from the blow just yet.
Aegis conjures 5 icy orbs to surround her, poised to strike, and memorizes Zunden's incantation.
Zunden barely manages to pull off her spell before getting slammed by Carabas. She only just manages to stand her ground, the effects of the Ashbrandy waning rapidly.
Rabi downs the potion, feeling his aches, pains and wounds pass instantly. He feels better than ever!
As Norv heads above deck, Gavrilo notices him. "So you thought you might like to go to the show!" he calls in a sing song voice as he manifests an enormous sword. It plunges towards him at breakneck speed!
[1d10+2]
Carabas continues to focus Zunden, lunging at her to grapple her to the ground, fixated on the Egg she carries!
[1d10+2]
Aurora struggles to fend off an automaton, weakened by the raging combat!
Gawain sees Silver in trouble and swoops down, trying to help her up!
[1d10+2]
Another automaton loads a crossbow bolt and fires at Rabi, while another pummels Aegis with a mace!
[2d10]
You hear a loud thunderclap that seems to disturb the waters…
Roll #1 4 + 2 = 6 /
Roll #2 1 + 2 = 3 /
Roll #3 7 + 2 = 9 /
Roll #4 8, 3 = 11 No.753904
>>753903Aegis winces as she's pierced by a bulled, dropping he to her knees, but she grits her teeth and musters the strenght to stand
'1d10+2' recover
Roll #1 6 + 2 = 8 No.754185
>>753903Rabi, instead of dodging, scrabbles around for the Splinterwood arrow and nocks it back into his bow. He wreathes it in light and takes aim, before launching it at one of the automaton!
>Splinterwood Arrow (Light): [1d10+2]Roll #1 3 + 2 = 5 No.754186
>>753903I give Purdue a somber nod, pull the mournwing cloak tighter around my shoulders, and try to sneak up to the deck. As I do, I pull my dart gun out and load a Stoneskin dart. Looking around, I deadpan, line up a shot as best I can, and fire it at the only enemy on deck that probably even has a chance of being affected by poisons.
[1d10+2]Stealth
[Cheap Shot]Automatic. Autocrit if Stealth works. If not, I aim it and try to fire it at his chest as he lunges at me, backpedaling in hopes of avoiding the blade.
Roll #1 2 + 2 = 4 No.754187
>>753903Suddenly realizing all her foes are undead, Zunden makes use of her magical ring and the determination to give her allies some time to breathe to flash out light to stun Gavrilo and damage those attacking herself, Aurora, Rabi, and Aegis.
"Let your ze miztakez of your pazt be illuminated by ze light of ze zun!"
>The Chariot: automatic instant, once per session; When invoked, this card fills you with determination from beyond. Your next roll, or that of one of your allies, counts as a critical success, no matter what the result. Further attempts to invoke the power of the Chariot will result in your next roll counting as a critical fail instead.
> Flash: spell, recharge 3; Emit a burst of magical energy, attuned to Light. Affects enemies all around you, but does not deal damage unless on crit, instead debuffing them with the effects of the Light element. (The target is momentarily blinded, suffering +1 DC to all rolls on its next turn, or +2 on a crit. This damage type deals twice as many hits versus undead enemies. Radiant spells can be used to illuminate the environment, providing a dazzling light source.)Critical flash (means it does damage in addition to DC+2), double damage to all undead enemies
No.754188
>>753903Still dealing with the pain of the dagger spray, I try to pull out the blade and get back onto my hooves once again.
[1d10] recover
Roll #1 3 = 3 No.754189
>>753904You manage to roll to the side and avoid the mace bash and get back up, despite the searing pain in your flank from the wound.
>>754185It glances off and is lost somewhere on the deck. Your armor protects you from a fatal blow from the crossbow bolt, though it still leaves a burning wound.
>Rabi takes 3 hits>>754186You shift to the side rapidly, avoiding being impaled by the giant sword, suffering a minor graze to the arm. In retaliation, you hastily aim a shot at the vicious sellsword. Direct hit. He makes a horrible strangled sound and corkscrews to the deck, paralyzed momentarily.
>>754188You fail to get back up. An automaton advances on you, blade drawn…
>>754188>>754187>>754186>>754185>>753904FWOOMZunden thrusts her fist into the air, engulfing the Fortune in a burst of radiance. Most of the automatons are incinerated on the spot, while others are forced to retreat in the wake of the wave of pure light. Carabas' lunge goes wide, and he plummets overboard and into the waters below.
When all recedes, you see the deck cleared of intruders. The only one you can see is Gavrilo, blinded and paralyzed, struggling and mumbling incoherently amidst the throes of venom. He has surrounded himself instinctively with a storm of slashing knives, warding off any attempts at getting too close.
Gawain lands on the deck, thoroughly exhausted and wounded somewhat from the skirmish. He uses his sun to heal his wounds, as do the others. "W… we did it," Violet breathes. "For now," Marisol points out. "They'll be back soon enough."
There's nary a moment to rest, however. You feel a sudden jolt as the chains binding the Fortune are released. With no Etrigan to control it, the ship is suddenly sent into freefall to the raging waters below!
>roll to brace for impact No.754190
>>754189Zunden tries to sneak out a frozen Return rune before bracing for impact.
[1d10] Brace
[1d10] Thaumaturgy: Frozen Return
Roll #1 2 = 2 /
Roll #2 10 = 10 No.754191
>>754189I clench my jaw as I look down at the mercenary. I really doubt he could stop a rifle bullet from only a few yards away. That would be one major problem taken care of right there. Even if it wasn't still somewhere else on the ship, though, I don't know- For now, I load another dart and level it at him. Before I can pull the trigger, however, the ship lurches and I drop to one knee, struggling to stay upright.
[1d10] brace
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.754192
>>754191Catching myself, I quickly fire off the dart as I go down, trying to make sure we have time to deal with him before he does anything sly. My stomach tumbles a little as I think about the approaching storm, but I don't know what I can do about it right now besides try and be ready for something I'm positive I'm not ready for.
[1d10]
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.754193
>>754189Just barely managing to pull the dagger out and I'm sent dropping to the deck as the ship plummets! Falling too fast to risk catching the air with my wings, I opt for gripping the banister to brace myself.
[1d10] brace!
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.754194
>>754189>Frozen Light: Full HitsRabi, not wanting to let himself get banged up too terribly much, braces himself, and uses the Frozen Light from before.
>Brace: [1d10+1]Roll #1 4 + 1 = 5 No.754195
>>754189>>754187Aegis takes in the imprint of Zunden's spell while she tries to hold on to the closest steady object she could find on the deck. Suddenly an idea hits her, She bites down on Gavrillo's knife that was stabbing her through the thigh and forcefully pulls it out with a pained grunt, then stabs the floor of the deck with it and uses the handle as a pole to hold on
''Zunden! The rings!'' She shouts, spitting a little blood
'1d10' spellcatcher
'1d10' brace
Roll #1 3 = 3 /
Roll #2 7 = 7 No.754196
>>754195Zunden turns, distracted and not able to brace herself properly, "Which ringz??"
No.754197
>>754196Aegis shuts her eyes and groans in pain, trying to think clearly after losing all that blood ''The necklace… Aurora! Where-'' she coughs up some more blood
No.754198
>>754190You manage to conjure a powerful Return rune to use for yourself.
>>754192You manage to knock out Gavrilo with a well placed Sleeper dart after steadying yourself.
>>754190>>754191>>754193>>754194>>754195Aurora concentrates and does her best to slow the impact of the ship's fall via her connection, but it's not enough. The Fortune slams against the waters with an almighty crack; Aurora's efforts are barely enough from stopping the ship from sinking below the waves. You all manage to brace for impact and survive in one piece, save for Violet, Rabi and Zunden. The former two are thrown about painfully, suffering minor injuries, while Zunden is sent head over heels overboard, barely managing to cling to what's left of the ship's railing.
There is a blast of the Vindicator's horn, and the enormous metal hulk begins to weigh anchor and move towards the Isle. It seems they have new orders…
No.754199
>>754198Zunden tries to pull herself up from the side of the ship, panting nearly breathlessly.
[1d10]
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.754200
>>754198>-2 Hits from Impact"A-Ack. Everyone alright? They're, uh… they're ignoring us. I don't like the look of that- there's something up with that island, I bet… something they're looking for there. We oughgta deal with Gavrilo and try to figure it out."
No.754201
>>754200>>754198''My guess is that they are going to rendevous with Lysander or what was left of him after that blast''
>>754199Aegis approaches Zunden in an attempt to help the saurian up the ship but stops as she sees her recover on her own
''Zunden, I will not be satisfied until I see Lysander's cold dead body with my own eyes. We must go after them''
No.754202
>>754198Surviving splashdown relatively unscathed, I look over the railing to the steamer quickly moving for the island.
"Retreating? No.. there must be some other reason, the island is far too hostile to fall back to.."
>>754200"Ah, excellent idea, though I'm not so sure we could pull the information out of Gavrilo.."
"What of our ship? Can we still move to pursue?"
No.754203
>>754200My eyes widen a little. Purdue… "I need to get to the island. I don't know why, but Purdue says I need to take him there. You guys don't have to, but I need to leave. Right now if they're headed there. Either we need to get going while we figure this-" I wave my hoof in Gavrillo's general direction. "Out, or I need to find a way to leave." I look down at him. "Probably don't gotta tell anyone to make sure to keep his stuff, though. Probably got some neat gear with Lysander's investment."
No.754204
>>754199With great exertion, you manage to pull yourself back onto the deck. You see Gawain flying over, but not fast enough to help you. "O-oh. Apologies, Lady Zunden. I hope you aren't harmed?…"
>>754199>>754200>>754201>>754202>>754203"We can't stop to rest," Marisol says firmly in agreement with Aegis and Rabi. "Lysander's still out there. We need to follow the ship."
"What about him?" Violet asks, motioning at the still incapacitated Gavrilo. He's still surrounded by a storm of blades. "He might know something. And it's not like he can go anywhere."
"Wh-what of Etrigan?" Dawn asks, trying to hide her voice shaking with worry. "Is he… is he alright?…"
Aurora, who's been sitting at the prow trying to control the ship, opens her eyes with a grim expression. "Bad news," she responds to Silver. "The ship's taken a lot of water in the brig. I can make it fly, but we'll be slowed to a crawl. And it'll take more time than we have to fully fix all this mess."
"Hum. What about the lifeboats?" Gawain asks. "We could fly them to the island instead, and leave the ship somewhere safe while we intercept. It'll be harder for them to attack us if w-"
He is cut off by the familiar
BOOM of a cannon from the Vindicator. The ship rocks as a violent wave surges up over the prow, crashing over the shattered deck and dowsing you all in frothing salt water. A warning shot, or a taunt, or both.
No.754205
>>754204Correction: Gavrilo's defences drop as he succumbs to the Sleeper poison. The knives clatter to the floor and vanish.
No.754206
>>754203''Are you certain you can trust Purdue?'' Aegis asks, using Zunden's orb to heal shut some of her wounds
''More than that, why are you so determined to make it there even if on your own, Master Norvegicus?''
>>754204''I say kill Gavrillo outright. It will take time to wake him up and question him, and even then he might not aswer. While Aurora flies the ship to somewhere safe from the Vindicator's cannons, we take the lifeboats and give chase while Lysander's crew tries to recover''
No.754207
>>754204"Get ze zervitorz to ztart bilging and anyone elze not confident to fire cannonz can join zhem, now zhat I am not fighting to zurvive I can focuz all my energy on making zure Etrigan iz zafe."
Zunden reaches out with her claw and crushes her critical Return orb, bringing back Etrigan in whatever weakened state he may be.
>Instant, Return Orb (critical 10)[1d10+1] Creating another Return orb with Thaumaturgy
Roll #1 7 + 1 = 8 No.754208
>>754204"W-Well, he's certainly aware of our presence. We ought to park the ship somewhere safe, rather we go on the ship or on a lifeboat. As for Gavrilo… he's pretty slippery. Tying him up might be hard…"
No.754209
>>754204"Hmm.. the lifeboats would allow us space to remain hidden while we pursue them to the island. While their cannons remain active it would be safer to move the ship away from their line of fire. The last thing we'd want would be more holes through the structure while the servitors bail the water out
No.754210
>>754204"Even if he knows something he ain't gonna talk for any reason short of us torturin him. Even then it's a pretty slim chance he'll tell us anything. We had his type on board before, but even then that was just a guy doin his job. This guy is a psycho. There's no reason to keep him alive and every reason not to."
>>754206"I trust Purdue more than just about anyone else. I feel like I need to get there before they do, but even if that's not true I know need to get there before the worst of the storm."
I look around. "I'll be right back." Running back below deck, I grab Purdue and hook him to my waist.
No.754211
>>754210''I suppose the only viable torture method would be the Maiden of Woe, if we still had it. Gavrillo didnt seem to respond much to pain when we were fighting, so I doubt conventional torture methods would work at all. Killing him now is our best choice.''
No.754212
>>754210>>754206>>754207>>754208>>754209"Hold on," says Marisol at the talk of killing Gavrilo. "I've known him longer than all of you. He's insane, but he's not stupid. He'll know when he's beaten. I think he can be of use to us if we let him live, whether he decides to talk or we pry something out of him. I say we throw him in a cell for now and figure out what to do with him later."
Aurora nods at Zunden's instructions, while Gawain looks a bit incredulous. "I say, you're not suggesting we fire back? We're crippled enough as it is. We engage them again, we'll be torn to shreds!"
"The lifeboats seem like our best bet," Dawn agrees. "I could try to use the same trick with the Doors I did to move the ship closer the other day. I… I think I'm starting to regain some of my old strength."
Zunden's Return rune begins to work. Your companions watch curiously as she starts trying to Return Etrigan. The rune wheels and flashes, and a bluish white mass of energy begins to manifest. As it expires, though, nothing more happens. You don't hear his voice. Gawain cocks his head. "Is that…?"
"It's what I feared," Dawn says grimly. "Etrigan's been removed from the ship by Lysander's grasp. He's… he's here, in a way. But only his essence. His soul, if you will."
She looks to Zunden. "I don't think there's much more we can do for him right now. Better to keep him safe, until we can find a suitable vessel."
The Vindicator begins to move out of your range. Overhead, the skies begin to darken. You feel a few raindrops start to fall. "Just what we needed," Marisol complains quietly.
No.754213
>>754212"I-I… right. I'm just glad some part of him is here, at least. I hope we're in a position to help him later. Anyways… if you really think he'd be willing to talk, Marisol, we could give it a chance. It'd be dangerous to leave him here alone, so we'd need a couple watching him…"
No.754214
>>754212''If you are so sure, then'' Aegis opens her bag, pulling out a fancy-looking necklace of pearls and levitating it to Marisol ''Put this on him as he wakes, it will strangle and burn him until removed. A little less reliable than the Maiden, but its the only other torture device I have. Between the strangling and the pain I'm certain he will have trouble trying to escape''
No.754215
>>754212I head back above deck with Purdue at my waist. "We need to get going. Are we gonna just leave the egg on the ship? Is that going to be alright?"
I look down at Gavrillo and shake my head at Marisol. "Alright. If everyone else actually thinks it's worth the risk then sure. But-" I look up at the rain and clench my jaw. "Purdue, how much time do we have?"
No.754216
>>754212"So, Lysander still holds Etrigan within his power.. It was too grand a hope the explosion was enough to finish him, but perhaps it might have been enough to swing this fight in our favor."
>>754215"I'm not entirely sure. Perhaps Lysander suspects we hid the egg on the island after all? it would buy us time to ambush them inland if so."
No.754217
>>754212"My lazt prepared rune iz ze ztrongezt, I can return him to a form if need be. We do not need to zhoot back, but bilging iz I find far more important. Let me attempt zomezhing."
Zunden activates the Return runes she placed below deck to try and shoot cannonballs back at who fired them, instead trying to return water outside the ship to help remove water from the ship.
>Activating set return runes No.754218
>>754212>>754213>>754214>>754216>>754217"Alright. Well, I'm taking some of my gear and taking a lifeboat if you're working on here for now. If anyone is coming with me now would be the time to let me know."
No.754219
>>754218''I would advise you not to go, Master Norvegicus, but if it is something you must do for Purdue, I will not stop you. Here'' Aegis unties the Bell of Revealing on her choker and floats it to Norv ''You know how to use it, dont you?''
No.754220
>>754214>>754213>>754215>>754216>>754217>>754218Norv looks down at Purdue. The familiar gleam in his emerald eyes is gone, but he still speaks.
"The storm is here. The Conjunction is upon us. Time is short." "That doesn't sound good," says Violet uncomfortably.
As Norv begins to set off, some of the others volunteer to accompany him. "I'll come with you," says Violet. "I feel… I feel like I should." "As will I, if you'll have me," Dawn joins in. "That island is fraught with danger. My spells should be of some assistance." Gawain also steps forward, eager to join the first party to leave. They look around at the gathered group to see if anyone else will come along.
As the Servitors begin to bail water under Aurora's command, Zunden's runes activate, flushing out much of the water. It's slowing the intake significantly, but you're just going to keep slowly leaking water until repairs are complete, a process which will take hours if not days.
Marisol nods and takes the necklace from Aegis. She gives Gavrilo a sharp kick in the ribs to stir him. "Get up, snake," she growls.
He comes to, lifting his head groggily and flashing her a crooked grin. "Afternoon luv. What do I owe th-"
He's cut off as Marisol puts the necklace back on him. A horrible searing sound is heard as it works its twisted magic, strangling and burning him. He kicks and squirms helplessly, until she pulls it off him. Ugly red markings are left around his neck. Despite the pain, he breaks out in wheezing laughter. "Heeeeheeheheheee… More!…"
No.754221
>>754220>>754218"If you really need to leave, then… be careful, Norv. I don't want to lose anyone else." he says, whinnying a little bit and looking to Marisol and Gavrilo.
>>754220"I… don't think that's going to get too much out of him. Maybe we can just talk it out of him? Or, try to be reasonable?"
No.754222
>>754219I nod. "Yeah. I used it before, actually. I thought I told you about the mournwing nest I blew up. Thank you."
>>754220I study Violet for a second before looking to everyone else. "Alright. Thank you, guys." I smile and rub the back of my neck. "I'll be honest. Expected to have to go on my own. It'll be nice having backup going with me." I clear my throat. "Right. Let's go." I start heading toward one of the lifeboats, bringing the crate of three cannon shells with fuses in them. Glancing down at my six remaining grenades I feel like I should offer. "Anyone, uh… anyone want any bombs or anything? Got five or six healing potions. A couple endurance strengthening potions. A wand of Haste with a charge and a wand of Prayer of Healing with three."
No.754223
>>754220>>754221''Yes, I imagined this would have happened. I doubt we can reason with him, so…''
Aegis walks up to Gavrillo and lowers her head to get to eye level with him ''You either tell us what you know and you can keep living your days as an assassin, or we kill you here and keep all of your trinkets. That's the terms''
As she speaks, Aegis uses one of her icy orbs to freeze Gavrillo's legs and lower body, then applies frigor to further spread the ice and completely immobilize the stallion from the waist down
No.754224
>>754220Zunden gets to work repairing the ship alongside the Servitors, using Creation runes to speed up the process.
[1d10] Creation
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.754225
>>754223"Well… isn't it better to try, at least? We've barely waited for him to wake up."
No.754226
>>754220>>754222"-Wait, if more people are going zhan juzt you, you will need a way to get back to ze zhip in caze of an emergenzy. I will come along and Return any of zhoze zhat are following."
No.754227
>>754220"Hmph. I feel it would be unlikely that we could glean anything of note from him." I say, eying the reaction from the necklace's effect.
>>754222"I'm with you, Norv. As purdue mentioned, time is short and, well, I'd fare better ambushing Lysander's men than trying to patch the ship, given my luck with the cannons." I admit with a chuckle.
>>754223As I leave to join Norv, I pass Aegis the Black Pearl Necklace from before. "I leave this with you, Aegis. Perhaps this could serve some leverage, unless he is simply too mad to care."
No.754228
>>754224Your Creation rune helps speed along the worst of the construction. It should be enough to have the ship ready by sundown at this rate.
>>754222>>754227>>754226You set off to the Isle in two lifeboats: Dawn, Norv and Violet in one, and Zunden and Silver in the other, going side by side. Gawain chooses to stay behind instead, in case things get rough back on board the Fortune. It'll take a while to get to the mainland.
Looking over to the Vindicator, you can see it's moving due northeast, circling around to the far end of the island. It looks like you'll arrive at more or less the same time at this rate. "Should I try and speed this along?" Dawn offers, raising her voice over the howling wind. Something seems to be on Violet's mind during the trip.
>>754221>>754223As the others depart, Gawain chooses to stay behind with you and Marisol, in case you need help. "Well you only had to ask," Gavrilo retorts, unphased by Aegis' icy handcuffs. "I'm not an idiot. I know when I'm in a bad spot."
"Where's Lysander?" Marisol demands.
"Better question would be what's Lysander at this rate. Not mortal, that's for sure. You can't beat him the conventional way, you know. I've seen you fight. Not even combined could you take him on. He's protected, see. So uh, good luck with all this. Your only hope would be to invoke Yol."
No.754229
>>754225''He's awake enough''
>>754227''It was definetly one of my considerations, Master Silver'' Aegis nods
No.754230
>>754228>>754229"Yol? I, uh… don't think I'm familiar with that one. Care to tell us a little about it?" he asks, cocking his head to the side.
No.754231
>>754228''Yol? Is that another type of Rune?'' Aegis questions the pegasus
No.754232
>>754230>>754231A huge grin spreads across his face. "Yol mama."
Marisol slaps him.
"Really though, I don't know his weakness. But, he does have something carved into his chest. Some sort of symbol, rune, thing. Your spiky friend was showing it before."
He manifests a knife and carves it into the ice. Severance. Or an approximation of it.
"That's about all I know. He really wants that Egg of yours, you know. I would've turned it into an omelette by now. What's the deal with it anyways."
No.754233
>>754232"Eh… it's best we don't crack this egg- I don't think that'd fix the problem, sadly." he remarks, looking at the rune curiously. "It's… a lot like one of Zunden's runes, that's for sure. Anything else you have that could be of use? Aside from bad humor, that is."
No.754234
>>754228"What are your zhoughtz on ze matter, Violet? Do I recall correctly zhat you do not have memory of our prior encounterz wizh Lyzander? You zpoke to uz about your hiztory wizh him before." Zunden asks, summoning runes as she rides aboard the lifeboat.
[1d10] Thaumaturgy: Severance
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.754235
>>754232Aegis is not amused
''The egg holds something which could destroy the Echoes and the Dominion. Lysander wants it to hold power over all and become a tyrant, but is ignorant of the oblivion it could bring''
No.754236
>>754228I knit my brow. "If you think you can manage it. If it'll strain you then don't. As it is it looks like we got some time. We might need your portals on the island so it'd be nice, but if it'll take too much outta ya then no use using em if we don't gotta."
I lean against the side of the lifeboat and force myself to look over at Vi. I open my mouth to say something, but close it again. Taking a deep breath, I decide just to go with, "Bit for your thoughts?"
No.754237
>>754235>>754233"Hm. You're an idiot if you think he doesn't know what he's getting himself into," he retorts to Aegis.
He makes an exaggerated thinking face at Rabi's question. "Hmmm… Let's see now…"
There's a sudden lurch that rocks the ship to its foundation. Some nearby Servitors vanish out of existence. He grins again as you hear something rushing upwards from beneath your feet.
"Think fast."
>roll to dodge No.754239
>>754228Keeping my head down as the wind picks up, i nod. "If you can, it would grant us time to hide and assess the situation."
"It's likely the bulk of their crew is still capable of fighting, so we will have to approach with caution."
No.754240
>>754237Aegis stumbles momentarily, and tries to be quick on her hooves while giving Gavrillo a sharp piece of icicle on the shoulder and arm
'2d10' Magic bolt, ice
'1d10' dodge
Roll #1 6, 9 = 15 /
Roll #2 5 = 5 No.754241
>>754240'1d10' potent potion
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.754242
>>754234>>754236"I thought I had," Violet says in response to Zunden. "But… in the last few days, I've been getting… dreams. Small snippets of visions in my mind's eye. I… I think they might be from before what… what happened. It's odd though. I remember bits, here and there, but I don't feel connected. You know what I mean? It's like it happened to someone else." She gives Norv a strange look.
Dawn purses her lips in thought. "How odd. Mastery over life and death was never my area of expertise, but this doesn't sound like an uncommon phenomenon. I suppose in a way it did happen to someone else. You'll never truly live those memories you're experiencing."
"Yeah. I don't know what it means. Or what to do with it. I'll need some time to figure things out, I guess."
>>754239>>754236>>754234"Alright. Let's be quick about it. I can't hold it open for too long."
Dawn concentrates, her horn shimmering silver. Before long, a Door appears in front of you; passing through it in the lifeboats takes you to one of the black sandy beaches of the Isle of Glass. No Mirodan around, fortunately. Your boats are aground, but should be easy enough to get moving again. Dawn closes the Door and takes a moment to convalesce. "I can still do it," she says with quiet confidence.
>>754238>>754240Aegis flings an icicle at Gavrilo, piercing his shoulder. He hisses and laughs. "It's not me you should be angry at, luv!"
Elaina bursts out from beneath, moving through solid wood like water. Rabi only barely manages to dodge, while Aegis is not so lucky. Razor sharp claws dig into her back legs, raking down and leaving deep terrible gouges.
>Aegis takes 4 hitsElaina surges upward and onto the top deck, her teeth bared and hackles raised. Even in her physical form, she seems able to float, hovering a few feet above the ground. "Where is it?!" she demands furiously as she flies at Aegis to bring her to the ground!
[1d10+1] [1d10+1] Claws
Marisol stands frozen for a minute, while Gawain draws his weapon!
Gavrilo flings daggers at Gawain and Rabi, then manifests a pickaxe and starts chipping at the ice bindings!
[2d10] Daggers
Roll #1 9 + 1 = 10 /
Roll #2 9 + 1 = 10 /
Roll #3 6, 8 = 14 No.754243
>>754238>>754242"I-I about expected that, actually- never saw where she got off to." he says, trying to duck out of the way while conjuring up a bolt of lightning to incapacitate the captive Gavrilo.
>Magic Bolt (Lightning): [1d10+2] [1d10+2]Roll #1 1 + 2 = 3 /
Roll #2 9 + 2 = 11 No.754244
>>754243Avoiding Elaina's sudden attack causes your lightning bolt to backfire, electrocuting you and knocking you to the floor. Gavrilo laughs. "Having trouble getting it up?"
>Rabi takes 5 hits, helpless No.754397
>>754242"I know at one point you kept a journal, iz zhat ztill in your pozezzion? When you were onze replazed by a changeling hired by Lyzander when he firzt kidnapped you, it waz uzing it to try and emulate your knowledge."
Zunden keeps working at orb summoning as they beach.
[1d10] Thaumaturgy: Severance
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.754398
>>754242My jaw tightens a little and I glance away. "Yeah. Guess it makes sense. I-" I glance over at the beach as we approach. "Sorry," I say a little more quietly.
I look over at Dawn and nod. "Great. So that's one more point in our favor. How you feelin? I kow you said you can manage it again, but you gonna be alright?"
>>754397I scoff. "Not that it did that much good. It led us to the Tiger Clan, who were just red herrings, remember? Finding her with Lysander was because of the compass." I sigh and stand up, preparing to hop onto the beach. "Anyway. I can't see how reading about em would be any better'n remembering em but not feeling like they're yours. Just like reading a normal book, only the main character has the same name as you."
"Anyway. Last call. Anyone want any potions, wands, bombs, or gadgets? Still got that unending mead warhorn if anyone needs a drink. Or it might doot in your face. Depends on how it feels."
No.754399
>>754244>Arabian EnduranceRabi pops back up with a pained whiney, before readying himself. He ignores Gavrilo for now, looking to Elaina with a frown.
"Can't we just… I don't know, talk this out?"
No.754400
>>754242A squeal of pain and surprise escapes Aegis's lips as Elaina's claws rake her legs, but she has little time to manage the pain. Seeing the ghost felid flying towards her. Quickly, she tries to hit Elaina with a swift strike of her ice-spiked shield
'1d10' Earthen strike, ice
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.754401
>>754398"I will take one of ze healing pozionz and an enduranze pozion, zo zhat I may live to continue to heal you all."
No.754402
>>754397You conjure a powerful Severance rune.
"I… I think so," she answers. "I'm still sorting through all my things, to be honest. I don't even know how I got these swords. They're good though!"
>>754398She shakes her head. "It's in the past. Just have to keep on rolling."
Dawn stands up. "I should be," she nods. "Ever since the Sands, I've been struggling to maintain the Doors open for too long. …I think I'm starting to recover, though."
At your offer, Violet and Dawn look up. "I think I should be alright," says Dawn. Violet seems more eager. "What do you have on hand? We'll need every advantage we can get to jump these guys."
>>754398>>754397You disembark, stopping to organize. The Vindicator is out of sight now, on the opposite end of the island. If you want to keep an eye on them, you'll have to find a way up without being spotted, either by them or the native wildlife. Dawn looks around. "I'd offer to open another Door, but I don't really know this place yet," she explains. "Maybe if we could find a vantage point?…"
>roll Perception"Honestly, I'm a bit worried about the others back on the ship," Violet pipes up. "We shouldn't be split up for too long. …Hey, Dawn, you think you could open a portal to the ship?"
"Not right now, no. It's too far. I don't have the energy to cover such a distance. If I had some other source of strength, perhaps, but otherwise, no."
>>754399>>754400Gavrilo's knives meet their mark; Gawain flinches and gets a cut on his cheek, while Rabi gets stabbed in the leg.
>Rabi takes 3 hitsRabi's words catch Elaina's attention. She wheels around to face him, completely ignoring Aegis as her attack passes through her. She floats towards him with bared teeth. "The Egg. It's not here. Does the saurian have it? Tell me!"
Gavrilo starts freeing himself steadily. "Not a good way to get what you want, luv. You have to have some leverage."
Marisol just stands there, frozen at the sight of her sister.
Gawain does what he knows best and charges at Elaina. She phases through him, then with one fluid movement, thrusts her ethereal hand through his armor, holding him in place. The same way Rabi saw her hold Clawson back at the Sands. He gasps at the shock, but is unharmed, too afraid to move. Elaina glowers at you all, flexing her ghostly claws through Gawain's breastplate. "Tell me," she snarls. "Or I'll burst his heart."
No.754403
>>754402>Vitae: Full Hits, full Wounds>0/2 remainingRabi freezes up a little bit, gently loosening his grip on his bow. "I… fine. Let him go, and I'll tell you."
No.754404
>>754402Aegis just glares at Elaina, orbs of magic menacingly floating around her ''We dont know. I trusted the others with the keeping of the egg so I always kept information of it out of my mind to prevent it from being stolen'' She says in deadpan. She does a swift stomp on the ground and tosses a few orbs his way without looking at the pegasus's direction, as well as increasing the potency of her freezing magic
''You stay still''
'1d10' homing magic, ice
'1d10' homing magic, ice
'1d10' frigor
Roll #1 8 = 8 /
Roll #2 8 = 8 /
Roll #3 7 = 7 No.754405
>>754404Potent potion on frigor
'1d10'
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.754406
>>754405>>754402''Freeze'' Aegis says to Gavrillo with a biting cold in her voice as a faint radiance emanates from her
No.754407
>>754402I think for a moment. "I have a bunch of healing potions -I think, like, four regular and two stronger ones-, a potion that makes you heal easier and hardier but also slows you down some, a couple pyrefuels, a wand that heals everyone but takes a lotta energy to work (Prayer of Healing, 3 charges), one that makes everyone faster (Haste, 2 charges), and-" I pause and briefly glance down at my coat where my grenades are. "And a bunch of other stuff, but that's probably all you'd be interested in."
>>754401I nod and pass her a High Aqua Vite, a normal Aqua Vite, and a Snailgut.
No.754408
>>754402[1d10] perception
"We zhould be careful, we are now wizhout ziege weaponz wizh ze drake'z locazion unknown."
Zunden creates a frozen sight rune next to see about scouting on lysander.
[1d10] Frozen Sight
Roll #1 7 = 7 /
Roll #2 8 = 8 No.754409
>>754403>>754404Gavrilo breaks himself free and soars up triumphantly. "Finally. Now where were w-"
Aegis freezes him instantly again, making a rather ugly ice statue. He thunks to the deck again.
Elaina fixes Rabi with her furious glare, refusing to let up. She seems to solidify her grasp on Gawain. He grunts in pain and grits his teeth. "Tell me first, then I'll let him go."
"Don't… tell her!" Gawain manages to say. "It's not… worth…" He groans again as she continues to dig her claws into him.
"Elaina, no…"
Marisol speaks up, looking on feebly.
"Please don't do this."
Elaina's expression falters for a moment, but is quickly replaced by a mask of seething rage. "I
am this," she spits. "Because of you."
"…I-"
"LAST! CHANCE!" She bristles and sinks her claws into Gawain again. He cries out and spasms in pain, almost passing out. "Rabi! Say it! NOW!"
>>754407>>754408Violet thinks. "Hm. Could you pass me two of those healing potions. I think I could use them."
Dawn looks over to Zunden. "Hmm. You don't suppose there's a rune you could use to empower me? I feel like we should have a link to the ship."
Zunden conjures a rune and notices a path leading forward through the coastal shrubland, and up towards the slick glassy slope that gives the Isle its name. It seems to be a popular track for the native Mirodans. The path seems to spiral all the way up the side of the caldera, leading around the mountain and up to the other side of the island. Violet remarks on the discovery. "If we go up that way, we could try sneaking around and spying on them. We'd have to be careful though. Could be more of those blue tongued monsters about."
>>754403>>754404>>754407>>754408The rain starts to fall even harder. You steadily begin to get soaked from it. There is a loud rumble of thunder, and a flash of lightning illuminates the sky. The light from it is emerald green…
No.754410
>>754409"T-They left the ship. In a lifeboat."
No.754411
>>754409I sigh as I squint up through the rain, the water clouding the lenses on my mask. Green. "Yeah, it's her. Shit." I wipe my lenses and pull out two more of the regular Aqua Vite to pass to Violet, keeping one Vite and one High Vite for myself. "Purdue. Where do we need to go on the island? Do you know?"
No.754412
>>754409Aegis remains quiet, her emotionless eyes shifting from Gawain to Elaina
''Why are you doing this? Do you think Lysander can fix you? Do you think he will?''
No.754413
>>754409"A conneczion for communicazion, or for eaze of zummoning portalz zhere? I could do eizher, but Return and Union are two different runez."
Zunden points out the path, summoning more runes as she waits for Dawn's response, "I zhink it iz ze bezt choize we have, better zhan being too out in ze open."
[1d10] Thaumaturgy: Creation
Roll #1 3 = 3 No.754414
>>754410>>754412She hesitates for a moment, looking out to sea, then surges forward. She passes through Gawain and towards the deck. He collapses with a soft exhale, his armor clattering as he hits the floor.
"Ask my sister," she answers Aegis. Marisol looks on.
"Elaina, I wanted to-"
The spectral felid rushes toward her with claws bared. She rakes her claws across Marisol's face, throwing her to the floor. "You wanted to what! To what?! She tortured me for weeks! And YOU! JUST! WATCHED! YOU! LET! ME! DIE!" Years of suppressed rage explode all at once as she continues to rain blow after furious blow on Marisol.
>>754411"To the top."His voice is barely audible. Hoarse, choked. It's like he's slipping away.
"From the top, to the bottom. Throw me. Please.""What's up with that?" Violet asks, mildly lost. "Norv? Is there something you're not telling us?"
>>754413"To open a Door," she clarifies. "If we run into trouble, or if they do, we should have a way to connect both places. I can't open a Door like that alone."
>>754411>>754413You creep forward on the path, beginning to creep around. The path is slippery here, but you manage to press on. As you move around the foot of the caldera, the plants begin to grow more and more sparse.
You begin to notice something out of place. Violet voices it.
"Wasn't this place crawling with monsters? Where are they all?"
There's not a Mirodan to be seen.
Off in the distance, you hear the sounds of mechanical footsteps, and shouted orders. Sounds like they're coming ashore.
No.754415
>>754414Aegis rushes to Marisol's aid, tossing out bolts of magic energy towards Elaina in an attempt to force her to move away
>>754410''Master Rabi, you can stop her, right?''
'2d10' magic bolt, ice
Roll #1 8, 7 = 15 No.754416
>>754414I swallow and nod. "I told you," I tell Violet a little more harshly than I mean to. I keep my eyes locked ahead and continue without looking back at her. "Purdue told me he needed to get to the island. That's where we are. I asked him where he needed to be on the island. That's where we're going."
>>754414I look out at the barren island. "They probably know what's coming. That storm alone isn't natural, but with everything else-" I turn back toward the path and continue toward the top. "I need to get to the top fast. They're coming. If I can make it there before them then maybe we can finish this."
Not sure how much I can actually say about it, I fall silent again.
No.754417
>>754414"Return it iz, I have one prepared to link you at a moment'z notize to empower your portal."
Zunden bites her lip. "I will try and zhrow zhem off our zcent. If Black Pudding waz unaware of ze rune zhat would be uzed to track uz, zhen zo till will hiz forzez."
Using the critical severance orb from before, Zunden creates a shroud that blocks the party from undead detection.
>Severance (critical 10) on action said above[1d10+1] replacing it with another Thaumaturgy
Roll #1 8 + 1 = 9 No.754418
>>754414Rabi looses his readied, spectral-blue arrow, aiming it at the Felid's chest
>Astral Strike? (Lightning): [1d10+2]>>754415"H-Hopefully!"
Roll #1 5 + 2 = 7 No.754419
>>754414>>754416"To the top? Well, we've come this far, I suppose Purdue has some form of plan to risk the trek, right?"
No.754420
>>754415>>754418The combination of your attacks throws her off. Rabi's arrow especially seems to have an adverse effect on her, causing her to "glitch out" and phase through some debris unintentionally. It takes her a moment to recover. She growls and unsheathes her claws, moving to pounce-
"Then finish it."
Marisol turns her head to her sister, bloodied and beaten. Elaina looks back, pausing for a moment.
"If it'll make you happy, then finish it. I've only… ever wanted to save you. And if… if this is what'll save you, then so be it."
Elaina stares, her face a mask of conflicted emotions. She stands there for a moment, then runs towards the edge of the ship and jumps off, slipping fully into the astral plane. Doubtless searching for the others.
Gawain groans and sits up. "That was unpleasant. …The others. We have to warn them! And where's Aurora?"
The ship lurches and tilts slightly then, leaning to one side. It's still in bad shape after the shootout; you feel everything shift downward slightly. Like it's sinking.
>>754416"But why?" she presses. She seems to sense she won't get much from you, though.
>>754416>>754417>>754419Zunden casts a spell to shield you from their detection. It seems the crewmates, at least, won't be able to spot you.
You continue a bit further up. You come to a slight lookout point, a small rocky plateau overlooking the beach. You're rather high up at this point. Looking down, you can see the Vindicator anchored, and many crewmates disembarking and fanning out across the island, like swarming ants. Above the great steel warship, a small group of cuckoos circles. Less than before, you notice. It looks like Lysander isn't at full power since Norv did a number on him.
Violet describes the scene to Dawn. "Hm. I don't think we should continue alone," she muses as her horn starts glowing silver. The frame of a Door starts appearing behind you. "Zunden, if you'd do the honours?…"
No.754421
>>754420"I-I'll go after her- it's my fault, after all." the stallion says, before sighing a little bit. "I'm… sorry. I just- I couldn't let her do that. I've seen her to it before- I'm not going to let her do it again. Not to someone I care about."
He looks around the ship as it rocks, before saying "I'll, uh… get my body somewhere better than this before projecting. I don't want you to have to lug me around while trying to fix it."
No.754422
>>754420Zunden releases the Return rune, tying it to Dawn's magic to create an accurate portal to Return to the ship.
>Spending frozen Return (8)[1d10+1] replacing it with Thaumaturgy
Roll #1 4 + 1 = 5 No.754423
>>754420Aegis nearly falls from stumbling as the ship lurches
''Master Gawain, you are no doubt the fastest flyer among us. You have the best chance of delivering the warning. Can you do it?''
>>754418''Master Rabi. Can you stomach killing Gavrillo? If so, do it while you wield this'' Aegis says, floating a collar of black pearls
''If not then I will do it''
With that, Aegis's shield glows, and a wave of blue light emanates from it, chilling Marisol, Rabi and Aegis herself in a comforting cold that magically heals their pains
>Healing bonds on Rabi, Aegis and Marisol''Marisol. Can you move?''
No.754424
>>754423"I can't right now- I need to go after Elaina." he says, helping Marisol up.
>>754420"I'll… go do what I have to. Sorry." the stallion manages, before finding somewhere safe to settle.
>Astral Projection No.754425
>>754420"No. You guys can go back, but I have to keep moving. I'm almost there." I look out at the ship. "Unless you're bringing the others here. Which also might be a bad idea, but I guess better than going back."
As everyone else waits, I continue on, trying to keep out of Lysander's group's direct line of sight as best I can. Can't believe he's literally made of cuckoos or something. That dragon is a dang loon. My lip trembles a little and I snicker, quietly, but still audibly, mumbling, "Cuckoo," to myself as I walk away.
[1d10+2]Stealth
Roll #1 10 + 2 = 12 No.754426
>>754425"Norvy.. You've your reasons to keep your plan a secret, but I expect you to return alive, understand? I've had my fill of brushes with death, adding yours to the list simply wont do."
I watch grimly as Norv steps away from the portal.
No.754427
>>754424>>754420''Very well. Then Master Gawain, try to search the ship for Aurora. I will ensure Gavrillo will not trouble us no longer and will then help keep the ship afloat. Please hurry'' She says, glaring up at the gryphon before approaching Marisol. She stares at her for a moment before speaking ''Lend me your blade, Master Marisol''
No.754428
>>754421>>754423"I'm… I'm alright. It's not your fault," Marisol assures Rabi as she struggles to sit up. Her face is bloodied, and her left eye and arm seem to have suffered damage. She holds her cape up to it and stands up, teetering in place. She regains some of her strength as Aegis heals her. "This is an old wound I have to mend."
Gawain nods at Aegis' instructions, heading below to try to find Aurora. Marisol hands Aegis her blade limply as the ice encasing Gavrilo begins to crack.
>roll Perception>>754425>>754425>>754426"I'm staying too," says Violet firmly. "I need to see this through." She gives Norv a meaningful look.
Dawn begins to concentrate, sitting down in a meditative position. Her horn sparks and she trembles slightly from the exertion as a Door opens, bridging the island and the ship.
Down below, you see clouds gathering above the Vindicator, crackling with green lightning. You get the feeling something's about to happen.
>>754425You move on, unseen by any save for Violet, who creeps behind you. There's an uncomfortable silence as you continue the ascent; there's no sound, save for the wind which is beginning to howl, and the constant rainfall.
>>754421>>754423>>754422>>754425>>754426Dawn opens the Door to the deck of the ship, where most of the crew are now.
No.754429
>>754424You slip into the astral plane. No visions assault you this time.
Looking around, you can see - no, sense - a trail left by Elaina. It leads overboard and across the water. She's covered an extreme distance already.
No.754430
>>754428Aegis swiftly and unceremouneously moves in to stab the defenceless frozen Gavrillo in the heart, and then sever his head
'1d10' perception
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.754431
>>754428'1d10' kill move
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.754433
>>754428I look down at Purdue and gently place my paw on top of his skull. "It's coming, isn't it? Right now." I try to gauge how much longer it'll be before we get to the top. "I don't know if we can make it, but we need to try."
I glance back at Violet while I walk, trying to talk over the wind without being loud enough to give myself away. "Vi… Why? You should've gone back to the ship with the others. You don't have to come with me. You don't owe me anything." I shake my head. "No. Not just that. You shouldn't have come with us at all. Why are you risking your life -risking
everything when our closest ties are all the way back at the monestary?"
No.754434
>>754428Zunden prepares runes, heading into the door after speaking. "I will go and get ze ozherz, I feel we are all needed here."
Zunden heads back onto the ship and calls out, "Aurora, Rabi, Marizol, Gawain, Aegiz. It zeemz we are to have our final battle on ze izland."
[1d10] Thaumaturgy: Frozen Return
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.754435
>>754434''The ship is nearly flooding, Zunden'' Aegis notes ''What have you discovered?''
No.754436
>>754435"I zhought it in a zteady condizion when we left, what haz changed zinze? Lyzander iz wounded but prezumedly preparing a fel ritual zhat iz ze cauze of ze ztorm and ze oracle zkull fortellz we muzt be zhere to counter it."
No.754437
>>754428As Zunden steps through to gather the others, I watch the gathering storm with increasing worry. "I feel as though I'm out of my element at this stage.. What good will poisons do against this?" I sigh, taking a seat on the stone nearby.
No.754438
>>754430You run Gavrilo through with the blade, ending his wretched existence for good in one stroke.
You notice a faint bubbling in the water, and ripples moving away from your ship. Something has been lurking underwater. Whatever it was, it's gone now. Moving towards the island.
>>754432You keep following, but she's outpacing you easily. All of a sudden, the trail seems to just… stop. There's no sign of where she could have gone that you can tell.
>roll Perception>>754433"Because you're hiding something," she answers frankly. "I know it, Silver and Zunden know it, everyone knows it. You're not a stranger to hiding secrets from people. Whatever you're up to, I need to know. It's not too late to be honest and tell me. No one else is here."
"What are you doing?"
>>754436"Elaina," Marisol grunts. She's bleeding heavily, but she's not mortally wounded. "She ambushed us. Nearly killed us. She… she must have done something to Aurora. Stopped her from overseeing the repairs."
>>754436>>754437>>754435"Be quick," Dawn calls from the other side. "I… I can't hold it much longer…"
Gawain returns from below deck, carrying Aurora in a fireman's lift. She's out cold, and wounded. You notice Ganzen is with him, looking skittish. "The cat must have ambushed her," Gawain explains. "It broke her control of the ship, and-"
The ship lurches again, and you all struggle to keep your footing.
"Zunden. Listen to me," Marisol says earnestly. "Elaina knows you have the Egg. She's on her way to the island right now. Whatever happens now, you're going to have a target painted on your back. Our main priority now is to protect you."
Another lurch.
"What are we going to do about this?" Gawain asks, looking nervous about the sinking ship.
The Door begins to waver and flicker in and out of existence.
No.754439
>>754438"Zhen what if I zat wizh ze zhip where Elaine doez not expect it? I can zlowly lurch it to a more advantageouz pozition while ztaying out of Elaine'z pazh and keeping the egg izolated from attackerz. I can even uze runez to expediate ze prozezz of fixing ze zhip."
Zunden says calmly, reaching out to Aurora to cast healing magic to her, herself, and whoever else is most wounded on the ship.
>Healing Bonds[1d10]
Roll #1 9 = 9 No.754441
>>754430>>754438You hear a soft sighing sound that makes the hairs on your neck stand up. The necklace seems to grow hot in your hoof, and one of the beads begins to show a sort of swirling pattern in a color you can't quite name. It seems to have worked.
No.754442
>>754436>>754438Aegis makes sure to pass the information of the odd movement in the water to everyone
''Elaina attacked, and I fear she might have done something to Aurora. I do not see her anywhere and I sent Gawain to find her''
>>754438''We see the ship is fixed. It might be too late to save it completely now but we might still be able to make use of it. I will see if I can patch up some holes and block away any more water from filling in'' With that, Aegis retreats to under the deck, trying to help with the flood by freezing any holes in the hull she can find
>>754437Aegis tosses Silver the necklace as she passes by the mare, only giving her a brief nod without words
'1d10+2' frigor
Roll #1 7 + 2 = 9 No.754443
>>754438I finally take a moment to stop, turn, and stare at her behind the cloudy lenses of my featureless, rodent-like gas mask. I want to tell her everything. Every last thing that's happened since the monestary. Everything I had planned for the future. Worst of all I wanna tell her everything going on now, even knowin I can't. "Why do you think I kept any'a those secrets? You don't gotta rush in and save me. Not anymore. I proved that over and over. If that's not why then that just means you think whatever I'm doin is worse than whatever Lysander is doin, and if that's true then why're you even still around me? Better yet, why ain't you stoppin me?"
My hands ball into fists and I try to wipe the rain from my cloudy lenses. There's gotta be a way to keep these things clear. Seems like no matter how hard I try everything is still blurry. "I don't want you to die because'a me, Vi." I blink and, for some reason, the fog clears a little. My voice catches in my throat, coming out as a hoarse croak. "Not again."
No.754444
>>754442'1d10' potent potion
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.754445
>>754438With Dawn's focus wavering, I wave through the door with a wing. "Quickly now, everypony! The door is closing fast!"
>>754442Catching the necklace, I examine it for a moment, before nodding back in acknowledgement.
Curious of any changes, I take a moment to fasten it around my neck.
No.754446
>>754439Aurora stirs as you heal her and Marisol, and Gawain gently puts her down. "Ugh… What happened? …The ship!"
"It's alright!" Gawain assures her. "You had a nasty runin with Elaina, but everything's under control now. Somewhat."
The ship lurches again. Aurora raises an eyebrow.
Marisol thinks. "So you and Aurora stay here, the others and I go ahead?"
"A diversion!" Gawain chimes in helpfully. "We draw attention away from it while you work on repairing the ship! …Hm. Is there a way we could stay in touch?…"
>>754442The condition below deck has only worsened since Aurora got attacked. You stop any more water from coming in, but it'll only hold for so long.
>>754445>>754444>>754439Gawain and Marisol nod at Silver's urgency. The former picks up Rabi's body. "Time to improvise?" he suggests as he starts moving through the Door.
>>754440You notice the trail goes down into the water. You go to investigate-
"Get out!!"You are suddenly struck by a blow from behind as Elaina pounces you, raking you across the back. You wheel around to face her as she floats above you in the astral plane, still brimming with rage. She lunges towards you with bared claws again!
[1d10+1] [1d10+1]
>>754443She freezes as you rail at her. "I… I'm not going to die. But I can't let you keep hiding in the shadows like this. Of course I don't think you're doing anything worse than he is, and I want to trust you like the others do, but… But I can't. Not after everything that's happened."
She takes a step closer, looking at you earnestly. "There's no one else here. I couldn't tell anyone else if I wanted to. Please, Norv. I'm begging you. No more secrets. Tell me why we're here. …Why can't you do that for me?…"
Roll #1 6 + 1 = 7 /
Roll #2 8 + 1 = 9 No.754521
>>754446"Not going to die? You almost died at least three times since we started this little adventure. You actually died once, and even if I hadn't tossed that bomb chances are everyone would still be back in Hearth filled with sawdust and gears. Meanin you still woulda died. I almost died countless times, and actually experienced dying twice. But you can confidently say you ain't gonna die? Vi…" I reach up, peel off my gas mask, smooth the sweat clumped fur on top of my head, and study her through the rain with glistening eyes. "Vi, I know you ain't that naive. You're strong and brave, but you're also smart. That's one'a the reasons I fell in love with you to begin with." I can't even imagine how I look, standing there in the rain. Unkempt. Scarred. What she sees is probably a far cry from what she remembers last.
"You should turn back. It ain't worth riskin yourself just because I'm hidin somethin. It ain't like I'm gonna betry anyone. I'm still on your side." I chew my bottom lip and rock on my feet a little, thinking for a moment. "I wanna tell you, but I can't. It-" I swallow. "You know what? Ain't like this part ain't somethin you already know. We had a last resort plan, remember? In case everything went to shit. Well-" I wave my hand in the direction of the storm. Of the Vindicator. Of the birds. "It's gone to shit. I don't think it'll be a problem if I tell you I'm falling back on our last resort." My lips curve into a broad smile, even though tears still fill my eyes. "I'm takin a hell of a gamble, but the potential payoff?" I pull my gas mask back on and adjust my coat. "Well, probably a good idea to brace yourself, Love. Shit's gonna get a little chaotic."
Without giving her any more time to distract me, I turn back toward the path to the top, take a deep breath, and break into a sprint.
No.754667
>>754446Rabi tries to tumble out of the way and turns to face Elaine, before leveling his rifle and firing a blast of lightning at the Felid.
>Surge Shot (Lightning): [1d10+2]Roll #1 3 + 2 = 5 No.754668
>>754446"Yez, I'll zhoze here in contact wizh eachozher. It will be az it waz wizh Etrigan - Zhould I have extra time after getting ze boat back in order, I will work towardz zolving zhat zituation." Zunden says, crushing her powerful Union orb and bringing the party back into telepathic communication.
>Spending Union orb (10+1)"Now get going, zhe portal iz clozing and zhey will need your help." She says to the others, before turning to Aurora, "Do you require any more healing? If you are feeling ztrange in any way, I can try and zee if I can return any of your zpirit to you in caze Elaina haz zuch powerz."
She starts working on creating Creation orbs to help repair the ship in the meantime
[1d10+1] Thaumaturgy: Frozen Creation
Roll #1 4 + 1 = 5 No.754669
>>754668>>754446''I would advise against leaving you Zunden'' Aegis says as she goes past the Saurian ''I hope you are certain you can keep the Egg safe. I'm trusting my family to you''
With that she breaks into a jog for the portal Dawn is holding up
No.754670
>>754446"It would seem so. Whatever Norvy has planned, it seems the only thing we
can do is make sure he has time to do it.."
No.754671
>>754521"Norv… I don't know you anymore."
You start sprinting up, but it's slow going. It's a steep upward slope on uneven terrain, and there's still a long way to go before you reach the top of the summit. You can hear Violet galloping after you, easily gaining on you. "What are you hiding from us?!" you hear her call.
>roll to outpace her>>754667You miss the shot. Elaina rushes toward you, raking you twice across the jaw, then kicking you in the chest before rushing again and grabbing you by the throat, sinking her claws in.
"I'm letting you go this time,", she growls.
"Don't make me regret it."With that, she throws you across the astral plane, sending you into a freefall as she surges forward, leaving you disoriented and wounded.
>Rabi takes 6 hits, helpless>>754668"I'm… I'm alright," says Aurora. "She just knocked me out. Bit dizzy, but I should be good to go."
You hear some movement from behind you. Looking over, you see Ganzen gnawing on the metallic limbs of one of the automatons. You notice that they seem to be more machine than the Keepers; there's no bone or flesh to them, as far as you can see.
>>754668>>754667>>754669>>754670As Zunden invokes Union, the others depart, and Dawn's portal closes. You all feel a sudden wave of intrusive thoughts as Zunden links your minds, but it soon passes over.
Oh, my head… Was that your doing, Zunden? you all hear Marisol think.
Is everyone connected? Aurora asks.
It seems so. Dawn's thoughts this time.
Is Rabi alright? Where do we go from here?I'm hungry, Gawain thinks.
No.754672
>>754671Master Rabi went after Elaina in Astra projection. He will at least be able to slow her down from causing much more troubleWith that Aegis gets a look around to see whats the current situation like
I was hoping you'd know the aswer to that, Master Dawn No.754673
>>754671My lungs burn, but I keep pushing myself. Something is going to happen if she's there. I know it. Why is she pushing so hard? What does it matter? I haven't done anything to make anyone think I'm working against the group, have I? Trying to keep her voice out of my head, I focus on the storm, the path, and what's at the end of it. It'll be over soon. It has to be.
[1d10]
Roll #1 9 = 9 No.754674
>>754671>>754673>>754672>>754670We'll be working towards fixing the ship, Elaine is targeting me but thinks I'm on the island. We are playing cat and mouse, as ponies would say. Zunden thinks, moving down below deck to help with repairs and bilging.
With the two of us focusing all our efforts on repairing the ship, it'll go much faster than just having the Servitors work at it. Hopefully, we'll be able to swing around at an opportune moment.>>754671Zunden gets to work summoning orbs to help her make repairs.
[1d10] Thaumaturgy: Frozen Creation
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.754675
>>754671Rabi lets out a choked gasp as Elaina claws across his jaw, throat, and chest. He lets himself fall long enough to not be as dangerously close, but catches himself fast enough to take a shot a second shot at the cat as she surges off.
>Magic Bolt (Lightning): [1d10+2] [1d10+2]>>754671>>754672"Not well- Elaina knows the egg's not on the boat. I'll try to keep her attention on me, or take her out!"Roll #1 2 + 2 = 4 /
Roll #2 2 + 2 = 4 No.754676
>>754671Mentally waving away the distracting thoughts, I look to the summit further up the path.
"Norvy mentioned needing to travel to the summit further up, though to what end I'm not sure. It was important enough that he refuses to share his plan outright."
Turning to check the ship and their crew below, i try to pick out movement from our position.
[1d10] Perception
"Should we pursue? If Lysander's crew has a similar idea, we may need to hold them back, though I've not seen movement thus far."
>>754675You're facing her alone?! Are you alright? you hear echoing from a concerned Silver
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.754678
>>754672>>754676You look around. The storm seems to be gathering around the Vindicator; on the beach below, dozens and dozens of automatons are disembarking to sweep the island. There's a lull for now, but it won't be long before a fight breaks out. Your only advantage that you can see so far is that you have the high ground, for now.
>>754673You outpace her, taking a moment to go off the path and clamber up some rocks. "Norv!" you hear her call from somewhere below. "Norv, wait!…" She seems to be looking for you down below.
"Keep moving."The voice comes from Purdue, but you're not sure if it's his.
>>754674Aurora follows you, and you feel her concentrating and joining you in manipulating the ship. Having less experience, it takes all her willpower to do this, and is unable to act independently. More Servitors appear, courtesy of both of you, as you work to keep the ship afloat. It's no easy task; the heavy damage has made it take a lot of water. The entire cargo hold is a foot deep in seawater.
You sense some movement on the sides of the hull, but you're not sure if it's the Servitors or something other.
>>754675Your shot misses.
Hm? Rabi, it's me, Gawain! Just so you know, your body's safe and sound with us on the island, and Zunden's on the ship! That dastardly cat won't find it here. Maybe it's best if you return to us? As long as she doesn't return to the ship, we should be able to handle whatever she throws at us! No.754679
>>754678Zunden crushes another orb of hers as her eyes glow and her head turns directly towards the direction of the movement, sensing it's very location with Sight.
>Using Sight Orb (8)
>replacing with a Creation Orb using Thaumaturgy [1d10+1]
Roll #1 5 + 1 = 6 No.754680
>>754676>>754678Aegis squints as she looks over the scene
Where is Master Norvegicus then? I dont doubt we could climb down there and storm the Vindicator and strike Lysander while he's weak. Stopping that ritual is our first priority, so I'm certain Master Norvegicus will appear sooner or later to join our efforts. What do you say we sneak past the automatons and take Lysander by surprise, Master Silver? No.754681
>>754678I gasp for air and start to slow some. Briefly looking down at Purdue, I knit my brow. I know I'm being manipulated, but even so it has to be worth it in the end, right? And if Purdue says it's the only way- I keep moving forward.
No.754683
>>754678"Hmm.. They've disembarked and seem to be searching the island.."
>>754680Indeed. We've no time to hide while Norvy scales the rocks, approaching them while they've dispersed onto the island would make this our greatest chance."What of the rest of us? Should we head to the ship, or hold position here?" I ask the others, turning to Dawn and company
No.754684
>>754682You reawaken back on the Isle, surrounded by your companions minus Zunden, Aurora, Norv and Violet. They seem to be discussing the plan of action. Down below, the storm continues to brew, and Lysander's army sweeps the island.
>>754683>>754680>>754682Gawain speaks up.
I say we should head higher. Mr Black knows something we don't, and he could be in trouble.Marisol shakes her head.
Whatever's happening down there, it isn't good. Maybe we can find some way to fight them from here, or sneak aboard and see about finding Lysander.We'll have to stay on our toes, Dawn points out.
Elaina is coming.What if we split up? Gawain suggests.
Some of us head higher to join Mr Black, and the rest of us could see about investigating below?…>>754679There seems to be something on the hull of the ship, coming up from the water. Something large and heavy.
The ship lurches as the Servitors continue to work. The ship is almost afloat again.
>>754681You continue to climb. You're almost at the top now. The wind's howling, and the rain shows no signs of letting up. Somewhere below, you can still hear Violet looking for you. You catch a glimpse of her. She looks scared, and determined. You'll have to be careful if you're going to make it to the top without her noticing.
>roll to hide No.754685
>>754684I grit my teeth. Really? Just go back with the others, you idiot! If they see you here- Maybe the others will find her first. I hope the others will find her first.
[1d10+2]
Roll #1 8 + 2 = 10 No.754686
>>754684>>754683''It would be very risky to spread out now, but since we have the advantage of communicating regardless of the distance, it is the best risk we can take. Master Gawain, you come with me and Master Silver. Marisol and Master Dawn go up the mountain trail and help Master Norvegicus if you find him''
>>754683''Master Silver, lets see to get into the ship and slip past Lysander's minions. If we are found out, Master Gawain and I will create a distraction to allow you to sneak through and investigate on your own. Do you agree with this plan?''
No.754687
>>754686>>754684"Linked as we are, I at least would be able to respond to an emergency, should we split up.. Very well, we'll move forward the plan, Aegis."
No.754688
>>754684Not wanting anything to impede their travel, Zunden severs the grasp of water creature is hitching a ride.
>Held 8 for Severance[1d10+1] making a frozen Union orb
Roll #1 1 + 1 = 2 No.754689
>>754684"I'll, uh… need a minute. She tore me up kinda bad. Let me be, though."
No.754690
>>754685You hide amidst some boulders and watch and wait. After a while, you hear her swear in frustration and slump to the ground. Seems she's given up, for now.
>>754686>>754687"I'll come," Marisol offers. "Gawain can fly up the mountain and cover ground faster than I ever could." "I'm… not very good at not being seen," Gawain adds sheepishly.
>>754686>>754687>>754689"Settled, then," says Dawn. "You three go down and see what you can do, and we'll stay up here and see if we can join Norv. Though, please, be careful. You're walking into the lion's den." "If you need help, just call for us!" says Gawain cheerily.
Dawn turns her attention to Rabi with concern. "Are you alright?" she asks with a bit of worry. Gawain offers to help you stand when you're ready.
>>754687>>754686Heading down off the path, you start approaching the black beach where the Vindicator is docked. You see several automatons, accompanied by mercenaries that look like they might be Mummers, swathing through the undergrowth at the base of the island, using pyromancies to burn their way through indiscriminately. You recall that Silver is protected from detection by the machine-men, through Zunden's rune, but Aegis and Marisol are not. You'll have to be careful to avoid detection from here.
>>754688Marisol thinks all of the above to you, keeping you up to speed on the plan.
You invoke Severance. Whatever it is is removed. There's a moment of peace and quiet.
Then, he soars up on metal wings. The automaton that was Carabas bursts out of the water, back with a vengeance. You seem to have damaged his metallic exterior with the Severance rune, but this won't stop the clockwork husk. Ganzen rears up and hisses, and Aurora sharply breaks out of her trance, causing the whole ship to lurch again.
Carabas' metal arm unhooks and shoots out on a chain to grab you from above!
[1d10+2]
Aurora flies up and unsheathes her saber to intercept him!
[1d10]
Roll #1 6 + 2 = 8 /
Roll #2 7 = 7 No.754691
>>754690''Very well. Master Gawain, protect them with your life if you would, as Master Dawn, please do not let Master Gawain fall''
With that Aegis leaves with Marisol and Silver
Aegis hides behind a bush and access the situation ''I hope Master Norvegicus is making good use of my Cloak'' She mutters and tries to slowly sneak past the mercs not looking their way
'1d10'
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.754692
>>754690"I'll be… I'll be okay. I don't think she tore me up too badly. I'll need to take a bit of time to mend later, but I should be good enough to continue. My Astral form wasn't, well… messed up like it had been before." He explains, taking the help to get up to all fours.
No.754693
>>754690Zunden thinks to use her Channeler's Ring but hesitates when she realizes it might act as a beacon for Elaine, instead imbibing a Whale Ale so that she might pull down Carabas once the chain lands.
>Consume Whale Ale which i think is my full action No.754694
>>754690While insulated from the machines thanks to Zunden's Rune, I nevertheless maintain a low profile, to avoid any wandering living crew.
Seeing Aegis move into the sight line of a nearby Mummer, I try to pull her back before she's spotted!
[1d10] Stealth
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.754695
>>754690My stomach sinks and I can't help but hang my head in guilt. If I just step out now -just tell her what's going on- she'd understand, right? If I hadn't been told not to tell anyone she would understand why I'm doing this? "I'm sorry…" I whisper. Taking a moment, I take a deep breath and try to summon two rats to stick near her in case she gets into any trouble. Turning, I head back up toward the mountain.
[1d10]Summon Minion
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.754696
>>754687[1d10]Nav
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.754697
>>754691"By my troth, I will not let them fall!" he proclaims dramatically.
>>754691>>754694Marisol creeps along behind you, grimacing as she sees the Mummers and automatons working together in Lysander's service. "I knew those mercs must've come from somewhere. This isn't good."
She shoots up a nearby tree in a fluid motion as a patrol approaches. Aegis manages to hide behind a bush as an automaton walks past, but rustles it. Mechanically, one of them breaks rank, surveying the landscape readily.
[1d10] Perception
>>754692You get up. Dawn attempts to cast a healing spell. "I'm not as good at this as Zunden or Aurora, but hopefully this will make things better…"
[1d10]
Once you've recovered your strength, the three of you start heading upwards, following in Norv's footsteps. It's not easy going; the terrain is slippery and uneven, made worse by the heavy rain. "What do you suppose Norv is up to?" Gawain wonders.
>roll Navigation[2d10]
>>754693Thinking fast, you down some of the brew. It tastes like nondescript liquor. A moment later, you feel your heart pounding and strength coursing through your body as Carabas grabs you with his chain claw, reeling you in.
>Zunden takes 2 hits, grappled>roll to break free, autocrit due to Whale AleAurora catches him off guard, piercing a gap in his armor. Sawdust spills out. His black helmet turns, and he soars towards her, lashing out with a wing as he keeps you in tow!
[1d10+2]
[1d10] Aurora Dodge
>>754695>>754696Your head is spinning from everything that's happening, and you can't muster the concentration to summon anything.
You head higher, reaching the rim of the caldera. Rain buckets down, obscuring your vision momentarily. A vast, neverending abyss yawns below you, waiting for your next action.
"Do it.">>754695>>754694>>754693>>754692>>754691As the rain intensifies, there is a sudden flash of lightning across the sky, leaving an emerald streak. Following it is a peal of rumbling thunder that threatens to shake the foundations of the earth. The sun is blotted out by the rain clouds, and instead, you see two piercing lights appear in the sky, shining around the island like hungry eyes.
One is a deep navy blue, and the other is a brilliant iridescent purple.
Roll #1 1 = 1 /
Roll #2 10 = 10 /
Roll #3 4, 6 = 10 /
Roll #4 1 + 2 = 3 /
Roll #5 2 = 2 No.754698
>>754697Zunden pulls herself free, yanking the chain down to see about also bringing him down crashing into the deck. (critfail fluff?)
[1d10] Autocrit break free
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.754699
>>754697"That did the trick, yeah. Thank you." He says, offering a smile.
>Navigation: [1d10]"Hard go say- he's been really, really cagey. More than usual."
Roll #1 3 = 3 No.754700
>>754697Watch your step, Aegis! We're nearly there. I call mentally to the Hidden Crystal pony
With the patrol turned in the complete opposite direction, I take the chance to lead the others around it and closer to the ship.
[1d10] Stealth
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.754701
>>754700Thinking fast, Aegis tries to make a distraction by tossing a little rock with magic, making it fall and roll away from them to grab the attention of the one Automaton
'1d10' divert
Roll #1 3 = 3 No.754702
>>754687I slow as I near the caldera. Slowly, I catch my breath as I close the last few steps to the edge. My heart races as I unhook Purdue from my waist. Pulling off my mask again, I look him in his eyes. For a long moment I don't say anything.
"I'm sorry," I say. "I- If I had any other way I would-" I sniffle as my eyes slowly fill with tears. "Out of everyone I've met you've probably been my closest friend. I know why he wants me to do this. It isn't just because it's funny or entertaining. It's so he can have the last of his power back. But if that means he can do what he says he can do, then-" I choke out a sob and wipe my eyes with the back of my paw. "I had so many plans. I was gonna see if Z could use one of her fancy runes to connect you to a body so you could get around. Once this was all over I was gonna bounce from library to library and place to place so you could get a better feel for the stars. Even if I set out on my own we were gonna be a te-" I sob again. "A team."
A cold, mirthless chuckle passes my lips. "Jeeze. Haven't cried like this since I split my soul in half." I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and calm myself as much as I can. "Just- If you can do me a favor… If you see a couple mutts named Cab and Penny Black, let 'em know their little mouse ain't so mousey no more, would ya? And-" I swallow the lump in my dry throat. Dry in spite of the sheets of rain falling on me. Kind of ridiculous. "And I hope they ain't to dissappointed in me." Looking over the edge into the blackness, I can't help but feel weak. I gently lower myself onto the edge, dangling my legs. "Anyway, it was an honor to call you a friend, Purdue. From beginning to end."
I hold up the skull in one hand, letting it set precariously in one palm with nothing else supporting him. I close my eyes, focusing on the hiss of the rain. For several moments I hold him there, not saying anything. Giving him a chance to respond. Finally, if he doesn't say anything back or after he's done, I whisper, "I'll see you on the other side, brother. Good night." and slowly let my paw tilt forward.
No.754881
>>754697Aurora flies up to avoid Carabas' wing strike, losing her focus and spiraling out of control for a moment. You yank the chain with all your might, hauling the undead warrior down into the deck. Planks splinter as the clockwork behemoth crashes down from the full brunt of your enhanced strength. You feel the Whale Ale quickly wearing off, but not quite gone yet. Through all that, his iron grip is still on you, restricting your movements.
Aurora rights herself in midair!
Carabas throws out his chain hand, and there is a clanking and rattling as he reels you in again like a fish, one of his wings extending over his shoulder into a massive blade to impale you on!
[1d10+3]
Ganzen springs to action now that Carabas is grounded. He throws his head back and lets out a monstrous roar before lunging with bared teeth at Carabas' chain arm!
[1d10+2]
>>754699You feel your wounds heal, and your energy return. Dawn looks surprised, and a little proud of herself. "You're very welcome," she says with a smile.
The three of you continue onward. It's slow going with the rain beginning to pour; before long, you find yourself beginning to shiver from the rain. Dawn conjures a sort of barrier for you all from her horn, essentially making a magical umbrella. Doing so takes up her concentration, and it falls on both you and Gawain to help guide her.
Eventually, you hear someone moving about up ahead. While at first you think it might be an enemy, it turns out to be quite the opposite; a very soaked Violet emerges from the glassy boulders, looking fraught with concern.
"Rabi, Dawn, Gawain! Didn't think you guys were coming. Listen, something's going on with Norv. I don't know what, but I really can't trust him. I get the feeling he's going to do something terrible. We're not far from the top, if we hurry maybe we can catch up to him. …Where's everyone else? What's the plan here?"
Roll #1 4 + 3 = 7 /
Roll #2 10 + 2 = 12 No.754882
>>754700>>754701Aegis' diversion fails; the husk scout continues to march towards you. In the chaos of the skirmish on board your ship, you hadn't managed to get a good look at them, but now you're up close and personal. Their bodies are humanoid, made of tarnished bronze and steel. Their faces are featureless, save for a single eye like a camera lens, the aperture twitching every so often to adjust to the surroundings. Their torsos are marked with a symbol of three white clawmarks on a purple circle. Seems Lysander even made himself a symbol. You can hear an occasional rhythmic thump mixed with the familiar ticking of clockwork. The flesh and bone of Last Hearth's Keepers seems to have been a weakness that has been solved. There is nothing organic to them, save for a heart within them. They're empty robotic husks.
The Husk approaches, pausing only a foot or two away from your hiding spot. Its neck telescopes upward, raising the camera head, which rotates 360 degrees as it continues to surveys the surroundings. At first, you're not sure if it knows you're there; then, the top of its head opens up, and a powerful black alarm horn emerges.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=24WDlrQFBRMA deafening blast leaves your ears ringing as it signals the others!
>>754702For a moment you're not sure he'll answer. You don't know if the command you just heard was from him or something else. Or if it happened at all. Then, his emerald eyes shine a little, and he muses:
"Well, I guess it's about that time again. I mean, this is hardly the first time I've died. Heh. …Listen."Things are about to change. The pieces are all set. The Conjunction is coming. I can't know how things will turn out anymore, but I do know that you, and all the others, will find a way to make things right. This isn't the ideal scenario to start that from, but, well, you work with what you have, right? I know you always do."So, if we've said farewell and hello again before, I think it's reasonable to say we'll cross paths again. Somehow. Maybe even while you're still alive. Nyehehe."…Yes, I think it's inappropriate to say goodbye. Too final. So… see you later, brother."One emerald eye glints in a wink, and then he's gone into the dark.
No.754887
>>754882>>754700''Dammit… Master Silver!'' Aegis raises her voice, trying to be heard through the blaring horn as she whips up a spell
'1d10' homing magic
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.754888
>>754882For a long moment I watch the darkness, barely even registering the pouring rain. Everything seems distant. Almost bland, even with everything going on. Slowly, I wipe my eyes, pull my mask on, and stand, turning back toward the ship and storm. "So I guess I actually have to get the egg, now. Probably should've thought that part through, huh? Didn't really have the time," I say to the air.
I tuck my hands into my pockets and sigh. Well, at least the hardest part is over, I guess. The Conjunction. Not an ideal spot to make things right from. I don't really like how that sounds. Guess we'll have to deal with that. I have a feeling I know where this is going, and honestly I'm not sure how I feel about it.
I shake the thoughts from my head. Something to worry about later. Right now? Vi. Hopefully she isn't too far off. I head back toward the path to try and meet back up with her in case Lysander's group is still on its way.
No.754889
>>754882Deafened by the machine's alarm, I reach out to the others with my mind as I make a break for the trees away from the ship!
[1d10] Stealth
>>754887Blast! There are too many to Face head-on, fall back into the treeline! you hear though your mind, barely audible even then over the contraption's horn.
Roll #1 9 = 9 No.754890
>>754881Zunden tries pries herself from the chains with the last of her imbibed strength.
[1d10] Autocrit
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.754891
>>754881"Yeah, we'd just been talking about that- and, I think the others are heading for the ship right now. I, uh… think. Sorry, a little scrambled right now. Did he have that skull with him?"
No.754892
>>754887>>754889Marisol agrees with Silver as she dashes backwards, grabbing Aegis' shoulder in warning.
Don't! she thinks to her urgently.
We can still get away before more of them come. Run for it!Both she and Silver manage to put distance between themselves and the Husk, hiding amidst a nearby rock formation. The scout stands motionless as a few more break off from the group to join the search. Marisol urgently beckons for Aegis to join them in hiding before it's too late.
>>754888You start numbly making your way back down. Nothing seems to have happened. No big dramatic explosion, no big beam shooting up, no Discord descending from the heavens. It's all rather anticlimactic.
You hear voices from down the path. Sounds like Violet, Rabi, and a few others. You can't quite make it out.
>>754890You are sent flying forward towards the cruel blade. It plunges forward towards you; then, Carabas is thrown to the deck by Ganzen's vicious attack. The balaur throws itself atop him with a howl, clawing and snapping at the arm with animal fury. With a last ditch effort, you throw yourself backwards, wresting yourself free of the claw. The wing slices your shoulder, dealing a painful wound, but not enough to knock you down.
>Zunden takes 1 hitYou feel the inhuman strength leave you.
Ganzen continues to attack Carabas blindly!
[1d10]
The enormous hippogriff weathers the blows with little reaction, retaliating with a cleaving swing of his chain claw, using it as a flail to strike you both!
[1d10+2]
Aurora brandishes her sword once more and starts flying towards Carabas, rejoining the fight!
>>754891Violet takes in the information, and nods at your question. "He seemed to be going to use it for something. Where is that thing from?…"
Dawn blanches. "A fragment of the Old Chaos. Discord."
"Meine Götter…" Gawain seems to turn to stone. "You don't think he…?"
"Don't say it!" Violet lets out some swears under her breath and starts running back the way she came. Gawain and Dawn quickly follow.
>roll Perception>>754891>>754890>>754889>>754888>>754887The blue and purple lights in the sky shift, as if drawn to something in particular. They seem to shine on the Isle now. You have the feeling something dreadful is about to happen.
Roll #1 8 = 8 /
Roll #2 7 + 2 = 9 No.754893
>>754892"Let's hope if we're too late, nothing bad'll happen." he muses, before hurrying along with the others.
>Perception [1d10]Roll #1 2 = 2 No.754894
>>754892>>754889Aegis does follow the mentally communicated plan, jumping in to hide with the others near the rocks
Now what? I could set up a diversion and get their attention if we are caught again. If that happens, you could run towards the ship and stop what Lysander is planning No.754895
>>754892Tired of the distraction, Zunden brandishes her staff at the base with both claws and swings at Carabas as if it were a baseball bat.
>HARRIDAN'S ARCHSTAFF: Spellcasting Catalyst, Great, +1 to Basic Attack Rolls[1d10+1]Basic Attack, Critfail 2, Crit 9
Roll #1 5 + 1 = 6 No.754896
>>754892Watching the splinter group begin to fan out from amongst the rocks, I watch their general movements before choosing to circle back the long way towards the ship, avoiding their search the best I can.
[1d10] Navigation
>>754894They'll be on high alert now.. We haven't the time to take the long way but rushing from this angle would see us killed I commune from my hiding space.
It's all we can do at this stage. Perhaps they'll be occupied searching our last angle to find us..Roll #1 5 = 5 No.754897
>>754896Very well. I will follow your lead on this then'1d10' nav
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.754898
>>754892I continue toward the voices, only stopping when the lights shift to the isle. I clench my jaw and stop to watch. Well, this ain't gonna be fun. Focusing, I try to summon four rats, expending Z's sun to help.
[1d10]Improvise
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.754899
>>754897>>754896We can't stay here, Marisol agrees.
We need to keep moving and not stop until we're well clear of them. She examines the landscape quickly before following your leads.
Aegis manages to navigate a clear path to avoid the searching Husks, heading steadily downhill. Visibility is low, and you are all soaked to the bone, but it seems to work in your favor. They don't spot you at all.
You arrive at the beach, exiting some undergrowth and peering out at the Vindicator. It is anchored just off shore, and there are several dozen lifeboats run aground. You can see three Husks standing guard over them, while the rest have left to search the island.
Marisol surveys the situation. "Hmmm… If we could take out those guards, we could have a clear shot at stealing a lifeboat. But how are we going to get across? This storm's going to make it impossible to get to the ship in one piece, let alone undetected…"
>>754895You swing at Carabas. The staff barely registers as a threat, clanging off his dark plate armor. He is slowed momentarily, but quickly recovers. You might as well have struck a wall.
Ganzen has more success; his prodigious claws rake the knight's metal body, leaving dents. In retaliation, the flail pummels both of you; Ganzen is bowled over, and you hear a nasty crack, while you take a monstrous blow to the chest that knocks you backwards and leaves you gasping for air.
>Zunden takes 3 hitsGanzen struggles to recover, bleeding pale green blood from the wound!
[1d10]
Aurora yells fiercely as she starts bombarding Carabas like an angry magpie! "Get- off- her!"
[1d10]
Carabas ignores her and continues to focus you, grabbing a huge nearby piece of wooden rubble and hurling it at you like a javelin!
[1d10+1] Ranged
>>754898You try to conjure up some rats, but it's hard to concentrate with everything that's transpired, and the rain doesn't help either. Four appear at your feet, scrambling around before giving you some angry ankle bites, skittering off into the undergrowth before you can retaliate.
>Norv takes 2 hits>>754893>>754898You eventually unite further along the path; Norv runs across Rabi, Violet, Gawain and Dawn. None of them look too happy to see the former.
"Ah, there you are." Gawain's usual cheer seems to have faded.
"Mr Black. What have you done?" Dawn asks calmly.
Violet just stares numbly, lost for words.
Roll #1 8 = 8 /
Roll #2 4 = 4 /
Roll #3 2 + 1 = 3 No.754900
>>754899>>754898"Hey, Norv. Care to explain a litle bit about what's going on?"
No.754901
>>754899Rushing over to Carabas, Zunden attempts to scratch the Return rune into his undead flesh to try and undo the necromancy holding him together and return him to his natural death.
[1d10] Severance
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.754902
>>754899"Heck." I stumble back a bit and, frustrated, kick at the ground. These magic rats are ridiculous. Forgetting it for now, I continue back toward the group.
As I meet back up with what seems to be most of them, I blankly look from one to the next. I swallow. "What needed to be done," I tell Dawn. "There weren't really any other options anymore. So? I went with plan Z." I let out a quiet snicker, and my entire body visibly shivers. Fear? Apprehension? Excitement? I'm not really sure, but I do know I don't like it. "Or maybe it's more like the big plan D, yeah?"
I take a deep breath and compose myself. "It doesn't even matter what I did. Purdue's power has been fading for a while. Dumb to assume it hasn't been fading back to its source. So what if it happens a little early? This was part of the game. It just turns out that playing the comes with at least some perks." I tilt my head a little. "Where's everyone else?"
No.754904
>>754899I am not a good swimmer, so trying to swim under the waves is out of question, especially with potential threats under the water. The ocean water is also too violent for me to even hope to freeze it. I can see no other way Aegis thinks as she tries again to prepare a spell
'1d10'
This time I will get them to chase me. Master Silver, you and Marisol get in the ship once they leave, and dont worry about me, I can run for a decent enough time and I will not make it easy for them to give chase. Ready?Roll #1 9 = 9 No.754905
>>754904'1d10' potent potion
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.754906
>>754902"Uh… maybe explain it just a little better?"
No.754907
>>754899>>754897"Could we even disable them in time? If even
one sounds the alarm we're likely to be swarmed.."
"We'll have to chance it. Get closer and attack from hiding, if we're quick we should harry them enough to prevent an alarm."
>>754904Should the alarm sound, we'll take your distraction, aegis. No.754908
>>754906"'Fraid that's the best I can do. Part of the game, I think. Doubt there's an actual reason, but-" I shrug. "As far as I know it's just to give you guys a reason not to trust me. Maybe even make me seem a little nutty. From the look of things it's working out, too. On top of that, kinda seems like I don't have to explain much better either. Everyone else gets the idea. Just-" I rub my forehead. "This is the only option we got, Rabi. The only thing that might end this for good."
No.754910
>>754901You manage to avoid the huge wooden spear hurled at you, ducking as you rush forward. He bats you away with a metal wing.
Aurora's attacks do nothing against his steel shell. Off to the side, Ganzen gets back up, visibly injured but determined to keep fighting. He rushes at Carabas with a snarl!
[1d10+1]
Carabas looms over you and shoots one claw to pummel you into the ground!
[1d10+3]
>>754902>>754906"Stop. Dancing. Around it."
Violet speaks up. Her voice trembles.
"You're summoning him, aren't you. Discord."
"If you are," Dawn says quietly, "we need to know why. What do you know that we don't, Mr Black?" Her horn starts glowing slightly. You get the feeling she's going to find out one way or the other.
Gawain just looks uncomfortable, like being invited to a friend's house and having them argue with their parents. "…Surely there's a peaceful solution to this?…"
>>754907>>754904Aegis manages to summon 4 homing magic orbs. Marisol nods and gets into position. All three Husks are standing motionless in a row over by the lifeboats, only a few feet away.
Silver, you're still protected by Zunden's rune. You fly over there and take out the farthest one. I'll take the closest one, and Aegis, you fire everything you have at the middle one. We have to time this perfectly, otherwise they'll sound their horns.Roll #1 6 + 1 = 7 /
Roll #2 10 + 3 = 13 No.754911
>>754910Zunden tries her best to unmake Carabas again using Return before going down, closing her eyes as she carves the rune.
Return [1d10]
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.754912
Understood
Aegis gets into position, and prepares to fire off as soon as the sign is given, ready to shred the husk into frozen bits at the command
'4d10' homing magic, ice
'2d10' magic bolt, ice
Roll #1 7, 7, 9, 6 = 29 / Roll #2 9, 9 = 18
No.754913
>>754912'1d10' potent potion on magic bolt
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.754914
>>754910Hearing Marisol's direction, I take flight, drawing my Tanto as I fly towards the furthest husk, the trio oblivious to my movements.
>bounceFrom the air, I prepare to strike downward at the head of the third.
[1d10+1] Melee
Roll #1 3 + 1 = 4 No.754915
>>754910"The peaceful solution," I say, "Is that we continue about our business. It doesn't matter now. Right now-" I point to the storm and the ship. "That's what matters. So stop trying to pick a fight, would ya?" I snort at Dawn. "If that charm Z gave us kept O-Man from rootin around in my noggin too bad I ain't scared of you. I'm on your side. I have been since we got here. If I wasn't, with the sheer amount of explosives I've had on deck, easy access to the floor under your beds, and an easy escape route, would any of you still be alive? Honestly if I had to betray you, or if any of you betrayed me for that matter, I'm pretty confident I don't have anything to worry about. Not anymore."
Please. Don't do this. Not right now. I'll explain after everything, okay?"
No.754916
>>754910>>754915"You know, just the slightest bit of an explanation could help. I don't think you're trying to screw us all over, but you're just… distant. Jumpy. Just tell us a little, why don't you?"
No.754917
>>754916I pause. "I didn't see this kind of reaction from you guys when Z gets paranoid, distant, and jumpy. Or Hermodur, who literally tried to betray us once. But if it'll make you feel better and get you guys to stop focusing on me and start focusing on the fight-"
>>754910I pull out the roll of endless sinew and toss it to Dawn, holding my hands out in front of me. "I surrender. One of you wanna disarm me? Give me a patdown"
No.754918
>>754917"I was concerned for Zunden, and I've never really liked Hermodur- I guess you weren't seeing as clearly as you thought, Norv." he says, tilting his head to the side.
No.754919
>>754918"Not just you. The others, too. Do you not hear them grilling me like a murder suspect?"
No.754920
>>754918"Not just you. The others, too. Do you not hear them grilling me like a murder suspect?"
No.754921
>>754911You try to invoke the rune, but are slammed into the deck headfirst by his ironclad fist. The world spins and dances around you, and you're vaguely aware of a bloody gap in your mouth.
>Zunden takes 7 hits, helplessCarabas trudges towards you, placing a metal hoof on your chest to prevent you from getting up, and reaches to grab the Egg from you!
Aurora and Ganzen rush to your aid, attacking him with everything they've got!
[1d10]
[1d10+1]
>>754912>>754914Marisol rushes forward as the plan comes together. Silver brings the blade down, slicing into the Husk's head and splitting it with two powerful blows, warping the brass and copper. Gears, lubricant and wires go flying. Aegis unleashes a torrent of icy missiles, mercilessly pelting the middlemost Husk, its joints freezing up and shuddering. As for Marisol, she rushes at the automaton, wrapping her claws around its neck and bringing it down with the full weight of her lunge. Grappling its head under her arm, she holds it in a headlock and wrenches, ripping the head off messily.
All three husks fall almost in unison, obliterated by your combo attack. Marisol tosses the severed head aside, breathing heavily from the exertion. She nods. "Good job," she says out loud.
>>754915>>754916"Nobody wants to hurt you," Dawn says calmly. "We just want answers. We can still fix this."
"Straight answers," Violet adds. "Stop playing Discord's games." She takes an accusing step forward. "Maybe you think you're doing the right thing, but all you're doing is making things difficult!"
"Um… friends?…" Gawain calls your attention, breaking the tense moment. "What's… that?…"
The colored lights in the sky have converged. They shine down on you, like the spotlight on a stage, bathing you all in harsh indigo light. Gawain backs up slightly in trepidation, while Dawn is set on guard. "What is it? What's happening?" Violet draws her blade, confused at the sudden occurrence.
>>754914>>754913>>754911You see the blue and purple lights starting to come together at the top of the island, shining a beam down on… something. The clouds shift and warp, moving away from the Vindicator and towards the converging colours.
>>754912>>754914Marisol turns her attention to the celestial occurrence. "…Should we be concerned about that? …Never mind. We have to take one of these lifeboats and get aboard the Vindicator. Maybe we can sneak on somehow…" She looks away from the lights and back out to sea, thinking about the next course of action.
Roll #1 1 = 1 /
Roll #2 10 + 1 = 11 No.754922
>>754921Forgot Carabas' roll: [1d10+1]
Roll #1 7 + 1 = 8 No.754923
>>754921>>754913Landing, I breathe a sigh of relief as I sheath my Tanto, before rushing to the nearest lifeboat.
"Fine work. Now, climb aboard! We've no time to spare, the ritual looks to be nearly completed!"
No.754924
>>754921Reaching out into the strands of fate, Zunden lets the melody of the Moonlight Sonata rewrite recent history and empower the Return rune she failed to carve earlier, to try and ensure Carabas is too weak to get the egg.
>>754911[1d10+3] rewriting fate with the Moonlight Sonata:
Return Carabas's body to death
[1d10] Get up
Roll #1 4 + 3 = 7 /
Roll #2 5 = 5 No.754925
>>754921Dont speak when this close to the enemy Aegis chides Marisol mentally as she gets on to a lifeboat with the felid
>>754923Fly on ahead Master Silver, see if the coast is clear, I will cover you with magic while me and Marisol take the lifeboat'1d10' homing magic, ice
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.754926
>>754925'1d10' potent potion
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.754927
>>754923Aegis calls forth an immense barrage of magic, radiating and faintly reflecting their light on her coat
I will ensure nothing touches you No.754928
>>754921I deadpan and, realizing they can't see my expression, keep my voice as flat and monotone as I can manage, channeling Aegis as best as I can. "See?" I gesture at the clouds looking at us. "We could've avoided this." I sigh. "Welp. Not totally sure what to do from here besides maybe…" My shoulders slump, I pull a grenade, and toss it to Rabi, leaving me with 5. "Just in case." Guess I still need to make sure I get the egg anyway. Plus it'll be nice having a few extra options if I can manage to grab some more shells, or especially Big Momma. Lifting my hand and activate Z's Return rune.
No.754929
>>754925>>754921Nodding to aegis, I spread my wings and take flight, keeping low as i can to the water on approach to the ship.
[1d10] Stealth
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.754931
>>754919>>754921"Well, a lot of them don't really… know you as well as some of the rest of us do. I can't speak for them- I'm just concerned, re- uh… what's with that, anyways?"
>>754928Rabi takes the grenade with a bit of a whinny, and tucks it away for later. "I don't think I'll need it, but… thanks."
No.754932
>>754924He snatches the Egg off you with a single swipe, wrenching it from your robes. He spins around and takes flight.
Then, as you invoke the Sonata, you perceive an otherworldly melody. Things come to a standstill, and then begin to flow in reverse. His wings follow an unnatural rhythm as he descends, placing the Egg back on you, the rent fabric reaching out to itself and stitching back together. As his motion is undone, Carabas stumbles backwards, reeling from the attack. He seems weaker, less stable. A horrible rattling breath comes from within his helmet.
This opens him to attack for a moment. Ganzen lays into him again, tearing off parts of his armor in a frenzy. Carabas flinches, then looks up and starts taking off again, retreating from the fight and starting to fly off lopsidedly into the rain, swiping at Aurora in the process. She takes a mean hit, but shrugs it off.
Aurora lands next to you. "Zunden! Are you alright? You're bleeding… Should we go after him?" She starts casting a healing spell on you.
[1d10]
>>754925>>754923Aegis conjures 10 frosty orbs, which gather around her head like a floating crown of ice. Marisol wastes no time pushing the lifeboat out to sea and taking up one of several sets of oars. It's uncomfortable for those in it, to say the least; the rain, waves and wind all work against you to slow your progress. You can barely see where you're going.
I've done some sailing in the past. This isn't going to be easy. Rough weather, hard to see… Silver, help me navigate the waves, and see if you can find an entrance to the Vindicator. Aegis, can you row as well? And maybe with that ice magic you could keep the worst of the waves at bay.Before you can act, though, things take a turn for the worse.
>>754931>>754928Violet looks at Norv with an unreadable expression. "This isn't over."
Gawain just looks uncomfortable at the conflict, while Dawn looks frustrated. "I want to trust you," she says. "Let's hope whatever madness has gripped you is for the better."
Then, as Norv goes to invoke the rune…
>>754931>>754930>>754929>>754927>>754924As the lights converge on Norv and Rabi, the sky suddenly lights up brilliant green, followed by a peal of thunder that threatens to crack the sky itself. A great voice booms across the ocean, reaching everyone for miles around, as if spoken by some ancient god:
"NORVEGICUS BLACK. WHISPERER IN DARKNESS. HEARKEN TO MINE WORDS."It sounds like two voices speaking as one: the growly rasp of the sorcerer Black Pudding, and something… other. Feminine. Familiar to all (save Aegis) even after all this time.
"I AM BERRENGAITH. THE BELDAM OF DURENWOL. REBORN KEEPER OF THE FEN. AND THY TRANSGRESSION WILL NOT GO UNPUNISHED.""NO SUCCOUR OR CLEMENCY SHALL BE LENT TO THEE. ALL SHALL BE SWALLOWED BY THE TEMPEST. AND THOU SHALT ATONE FOR THINE INVOCATION."Another deafening thunderclap as a colossal lightning bolt shoots down from the firmament, striking the Isle itself, shooting down through the caldera and into the abyss, causing the whole island to rumble ominously. Out to sea, the winds begin to howl and roil, stirring the ocean into a frenzy, tossing the little rowboat Aegis and Marisol are in like a children's toy. And below the waters, faint glows of blue and purple begin to glow…
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.754933
>>754932>assuming healing gets me up or I'm up after combat"It iz bezt we take him down in caze it iz able to relay information of ze locazion of ze egg, I do not know why elze it would retreat."
Zunden carves into the deck and invokes Return, trying to wrench Carabas back to the ship forcefully.
[1d10] Return
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.754934
>>754932I can row, but I doubt my magic will do much to stop the waves, even if I used all I haveAs the waves go wild on the little Rowboat, Aegis tries her best to stabilize and hold on to it, or to ensure Marisol doesnt fall
'1d10+2'
Roll #1 4 + 2 = 6 No.754935
>>754932Bracing myself against the boat as the sea threatens to drown us all, I spare a glance back at the caldera before turning my attention to preventing our capsizing.
My word! He's invoked the Berrengaith?!Looking above the side, I try to glean direction through the wind and rain, searching for a place to dock along the Vindicator.
[1d10] Perception
[1d10] Navigation
I haven't the slightest how he managed to call her from the fen, but it sounds as if whatever he did hasn't worked!Roll #1 1 = 1 /
Roll #2 2 = 2 No.754936
>>754932"I… hrm. I definitely don't like the sound of this- I take it whatever you did didn't work, Norv? Or, uh… or is this part of the plan?"
No.754937
>>754932I stumble back a couple of steps. "What? But I was literally the only one who wanted to
help her until I found out BP murdered her! Unless Pudding is the one in control here I don't know what kinda transgressing I did, and even then I didn't do anything to him either."
>>754936I shake my head. "This wasn't me. Unless this is part of the damn game, which wouldn't surprise me, this is something else. A bunch of crazy powers comin together on this island all at once by their own will or whatever."
No.754938
>>754936>>754932"Also wanna point out that that was around before I even did anything. Vi can vouch for that even if nobody else can.'
No.754939
>>754937>>754938"Ah- well, shoot. It might be for the best if you hang with us for the time being- I don't really like the idea of this thing trying to whisk you away mid-return."
No.754940
>>754933>Zunden heals full hits and 1 wound Aurora's healing lends you the strength to get back up, but your mouth still hurts like nothing else. Feeling around, you find your prior suspicions confirmed: Carabas knocked out one of your front teeth. It's nowhere to be found now. Aurora grimaces and hands you a wadded up towel to help with the bleeding.
As the voice rings out, Aurora flinches, covering her sensitive ears. "What in Luna's name was that?" she asks out loud. "What did he do?"
You invoke the Return rune again, trying to tether Carabas to the ship. Between the intensifying storm and your spinning head from the blow you took, though, it's hard to make it powerful enough to fully bring him back. He is dragged backwards through the air, closer now to where he was before, but still out of reach.
Ganzen limps towards you, nudging you with his head before sitting at your feet, exhausted from the ordeal. Before he can get too comfortable, the ship suddenly rocks and lurches as it is battered by a rogue wave, rocking to and fro!
>roll to keep your footing, instant>>754934>>754935What was that voice? What's the Berrengaith? Marisol wonders.
Nothing good, obviously…Aegis helps Marisol row, keeping the boat steady. Between the rising waves and the howling wind, it's impossible to know which way you're going; Silver can't see anything over the storm, and the two on the boat barely manage to keep it steady. You see lights in the waters converging on your ship, as if of creatures below the waves coming towards you…
>>754937>>754936"He's right," Violet says begrudgingly. "That storm's been brewing for days. Seems we're all in for it now." She gives Norv a pointed look.
The island starts to rumble again. You see a faint orange light starting to glow somewhere in the depths of the caldera. Rabi recalls the vision he had when he was cast through the island in his astral form briefly.
"W-well, we shouldn't stay here," Gawain points out. "What do we do now? Should we reconvene with Zunden? O-or go and find Silver and Aegis?"
Another lightning bolt shoots down into the abyss, deafening you with a clap of thunder. It's like the storm is targeting the island itself. "Whatever we do," Dawn points out, "Gawain's right. We should probably move."
No.754941
>>754940[1d10] footing
Zunden continues to beckon out amidst the storm, shouting over the wind to Aurora, "It wazth a creature we found onzthe before, but I hear Black Pudding'z voizthe in it too - we can only hope he temperzth zthe zthorm. Put a Zthervitor on zthe balliztha and take down Carabazth before we lozthe him to zthe zthorm."
Return [1d10]
Roll #1 6 = 6 /
Roll #2 6 = 6 No.754942
>>754940Aegis tosses out a couple pieces of her crown down into the water, hoping the glowing orbs will discourage or at least distract the creatures below.
Putting in all the strenght she can, Aegis begins to also furiously row the boat away from the monsters
>>754935Master Silver. I will fire off my magic in every direction in a circle. I want you to fly up and see which one of them will stop, that will be where the Vindicator most likely will be. Dont lose track of it. Ready?With that, Aegis breathes in and releases all of her magic into a burst that flies from the rowboat to 8 different directions
No.754943
>>754942'8d10'
Roll #1 6, 4, 8, 3, 10, 6, 4, 10 = 51 No.754944
>>754940The Berrengaith was a spirit in the Fen around Black Pudding's old home. She was powerful enough that Black Pudding could do naught but hold her within the fen, tasking us with removing her. To hear her this far from her origin.. Norvy must be truly playing with fire now.My thoughts are interrupted by another rogue wave crashing into the lifeboat, obscuring my vision briefly before clearing enough to spot the lights rapidly approaching our boat.
>>754943Looking back to nod, I take flight, watching for the lights of aegis' magic.
>bounce[1d10] Perception
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.754945
>>754940"Could just be me, but also a little weird she called herself Berrengaith. That was the monster she was trapped in, wasn't it? Maybe I'm wrong, but can't imagine that'd be a name she'd wanna hang on to." I stumble a bit as the island rumbles. "Alright. Yeah. We gotta go. You guys know how far off the ship is? If it's still in good enough shape we really ought to cut and run." I look to Dawn. "And if you still trust me enough and got enough power to open up a little portal about this big-" I gesture about the size of a cannonball. "Above the middle smokestack on The Vindicator we can even leave Lysander's crew a little parting gift on the way. Really gotta try and learn how to do that. Real useful."
No.754946
>>754940>>754945"R-Right! Uhm, in the caldera, there's huge cavern of magma- lava? whichever it is." he says, shrugging "I-It's likely not a good idea to stay here with the lightning striking in there."
No.754947
>>754941You stumble, but throw your hand out and catch yourself on some ratlines.
Aurora nods and concentrates, closing her eyes. Your invocation slows his escape; then, you hear the twang of a scorpion bolt from nearby.
Unfortunately, firing projectiles at a target in a storm is easier said than done. The bolt flies off course, but luckily manages to clip Carabas' metal wings, damaging one of them. His flight crippled, he corkscrews out of the air and plunges into the bubbling ocean all around. Aurora hisses and pulls out of control. "Sorry. I think I lost him. It's this storm-"
BAMThe deck is illuminated by a lightning bolt from above that strikes only a few feet from where you are. A surge of electricity courses through the ship, conducted by the rain on the ship's surface, threatening to fry the three of you!
>roll to dodge>>754942>>754944A flash of lightning disorients Silver, causing her to fail to spot where Aegis' barrage of magic missiles go. Most of them vanish into the storm, but Marisol points some of them out. "Oh no. Look…"
The shots have hit the sources of the lights in the water you can see; one of them is slain by the shots, while others are merely wounded.
Mirodan. Dozens of them. Closing in on your location. Controlled by the Berrengaith.
Before you have time to fully process this, however, another huge wave comes coursing towards your little boat, threatening to smash it to splinters!
>Aegis roll to navigate over it, instant action[1d10] Marisol navigating
>>754945>>754946"It sounded like him talking," Gawain points out. "Perhaps they've… merged, somehow?" He interlocks his fingers to make the point, even though it's perfectly clear what he means.
"I have my own theory, but I need more," Dawn replies shrewdly. Whatever that theory is, she keeps it to herself for now. "My magic can hardly reach that far," she answers Norv. "Not now, at least. And certainly not in this weather."
Violet grits her teeth at Rabi's warning. "Sounds like this place is a ticking bomb. We're going to need a pickup, I reckon. Do we have a way to contact Zunden?"
"Here, do you need to use my phone?"
It's him. A towering vaguely draconic figure comprised of a congeries of different beasts. Discord's standing right in front of you, blocking the way down. He's holding a bright pink umbrella with cat ears. He flashes you all a Cheshire cat grin.
"Well done, Norvy! Well done indeed! You made the right choice bringing me here. And just in the nick of time, too. Things are starting to get very, very interesting."
Roll #1 9 = 9 No.754948
>>754947Aegis wordlessly makes an attempt to keep the boat steady, radiant a faint blue light while multitasking this deed with firing off a bolt of magic, barely refined into a sharp shard of ice, and tossing it at the nearest Mirodan threat
'1d10+2' navigate
'2d10+2' magic bolt, ice
>>754944Master Silver, try to find land or the Vindicator, whichever's nearest, we will go towards itRoll #1 8 + 2 = 10 /
Roll #2 8, 1 + 2 = 11 No.754949
>>754947Wide-eyed at the site of so many mirrodan, My stunned pause is interrupted by Aegis' message
>>754948The Mirrodan.. I shall try to find a way away from them, be ready!Struggling to circle around the ship though the pounding rain, I try to spot land or ship from my elevated position.
[1d10] Perception
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.754950
>>754948>>754949Aegis and Marisol have the same idea: the lifeboat gets steered toward the wave, coursing jerkily over it and to the other side in one piece. You're safe, for now. One of the Mirodan gets hit by an ice bolt, but this seems to only anger it more.
Silver scouts ahead, buffeted by the wind and rain, and almost hits a solid wall of metal. The Vindicator. It's right in front of you. You can see a huge iron chain protruding from the water, swaying in the tempest wind.
Anything? Marisol asks, struggling to maintain control over the lifeboat.
A Mirodan comes up from below and rams the boat!
>Aegis roll to maintain footing[1d10] Marisol
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.754951
>>754950course correcting at the last moment, I look up at the towering ship for a moment before returning to the lifeboat, holding nearby to direct them.
It's the vindicator! We're right next to it!Quickly, this way! No.754952
>>754948>>754951UnderstoodAegis grits her teeth as she steers the lifeboat and tries to maintain her focus and footing, her colors becoming much more faded as her concentration momentarily slips away
'1d10-1'
Roll #1 9 - 1 = 8 No.754953
>>754951>>754952Marisol and Aegis hunker down as the lifeboat lurches violently. You hear a telltale
crack from under your feet; the hull's breached. It doesn't look like the boat will last much longer.
The ship comes into view for everyone now. Marisol looks around in a panic as water begins to seep in.
What now? How do we get on board?>roll PerceptionAnother Mirodan starts surging forward to ram the boat!
No.754954
>>754953Calm down Marisol. Row us out of here while I plug this leak, quick! Aegis says as she attempts a quick fix by freezing the area around the crack to stop more water from flowing in, tapping it with a frozen hoof and letting the ice stick to the surface
'1d10' earthen strike, ice (Very gently)
'1d10' perception
Roll #1 10 = 10 /
Roll #2 4 = 4 No.754955
>>754953traveling the length of the ship, I try to find some means of climbing aboard!
[1d10] Perception
Almost.. Hold them for a moment longer, else you'll have to climb the anchor chain!Roll #1 6 = 6 No.754956
>>754954You manage to freeze it to the best of your abilities, stalling the water from coming in, but it won't hold for very long.
>>754955Bad news all around. The Vindicator is just a solid wall of steel all the way up. A true floating fortress. It looks like the only way out of this is to risk climbing the chain.
>>754954>>754955Marisol tries to fire her flintlock off at one of the Mirodan, but it gets wet and fizzles in the rain. She curses.
Looks like we don't have much of a choice there… She starts steering the boat towards the chain, clearly intending to climb to safety!
The Mirodan rams the lifeboat again!
>Aegis roll to brace again No.754957
>>754956It only has to hold for a few seconds
Once approaching the chain, Aegis gets ready to jump to grab it, but notices the approaching mirodan, and braces once more for impact
'1d10+2'
Roll #1 3 + 2 = 5 No.754958
>>754956Flying near the boat, I try to assist the two in grabbing hold of the chain.
[1d10] Assist
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.754959
[1d10]
Roll #1 3 = 3
No.754960
>>754958>>754957As the Mirodan approaches, Aegis tries to brace, but isn't quite fast enough. She and Marisol are sent tumbling forward by the impact as the hull splinters. Thinking fast, Silver manages to catch Aegis, helping her get a grip on the giant iron chain. Marisol manages to grab it, but hits her head in the process, being left stunned momentarily. Below, the Mirodan converge on the remains of the lifeboat, thrashing wildly and tearing it to shreds. No going back that way now. Climbing the chain won't be easy, especially with the winds, and there's no telling how far up it goes…
>roll Navigation No.754961
>>754960>>754958Thank you Master Silver Aegis says through the mental link as she works on climbing up before the wind and the storm knock her into the water
'1d10'
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.754962
>>754947I snap. Yeah, I didn't think she could reach that far. "Dang. I was gonna drop a loaded cannon shell right into their central coal stove. Maybe start a chain reaction in their boilers. Trap everyone else on the island when it blows. Oh well. It was worth considering, at least."
>>754947I look up at Discord and let out a relieved sigh. A reaction I never expected to have upon seeing him, and one I'm honestly not even sure is appropriate yet. "Yeah, you're right on time. Can I tell everyone what's going on now, then? I assume you're not gonna welsh, at least." I turn around to look up at the mountain. "Talk on the way to the coast. Not partial to a lava bath. The rain on its own has me smelling bad enough. Burnt dog probably doesn't smell much better than wet dog." I gesture down the path behind Discord. "May I?"
No.755119
>>754947"It'zth fine, juzth focuzth on-" Zunden is interupted with the lighting bolt, causing her to jump.
[1d10] Dodge
"We'll focuzth on getting zthe zhthip moving, we can't zthay at zthea wizth zthe wavezth growing."
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.755120
>>755119Aurora takes flight, and you and Ganzen manage to scramble to higher ground as the lightning courses through the ship, narrowly avoiding getting fried on the spot.
Aurora nods and flies over. "Let's just take a m- oh gods Zunden, your face…!" She hurriedly tries to cast a reconstructive spell.
The ship rocks violently as waves crash against it, threatening to hurl you all overboard!
>roll to remain standing, instant No.755121
>>755120[1d10]
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.755122
>>755120Correction: Aurora nods and flies over. "Let's just take a moment to patch you up. You don't want to look in the mirror right now. Gods, that's a lot of blood…" She tries to cast a reconstructive spell.
>casting Mend No.755123
>>755122"Zthe zthorm doezthn't care how I look, and nor do I -" Zunden catches herself and tries to remain still.
[1d10] stability
"Zthe oztherzth are going zthrough zthe zthame zthorm, main goal izth zthill to make zthure we do not zthrand zthem on zthe izthland."
She attempts to summon a Return orb for future use bailing water out or returning from being overboard.
> Thaumaturgy:Frozen Return[1d10]
Roll #1 5 = 5 /
Roll #2 8 = 8 No.755124
>>755123The sudden slam of the tidal wave knocks Aurora off balance, interrupting her spell. It doesn't seem to have helped much. You manage to conjure the Return rune to help with the ship.
"Well you can't stay like this," she says stubbornly. "Let's get out of the rain at least." She offers to help you get below deck where it's less chaotic. Ganzen limps over to you with a soft growl, affectionately headbutting you. He seems hurt.
No.755125
>>755124Zunden runs her claw alongside Ganzen's back as she makes her way to belowdecks with Aurora, "Proud of you boy, let me patztch you up."
Zunden pulses out more healing magic to Ganzen and Aurora, using her healing orb only to replenish it despite being topped off herself.
>Healing Bonds (spending orb only for the +1)[1d10+1]
"I know not how to counter a zthorm like zthizth or if Lyzthander izth going to uzthe it to hizth advantage. In eizther cazthe, we zthould try and reezthablizth contact with zthe oztherzth."
Roll #1 4 + 1 = 5 No.755126
>>755125You head downstairs, making your way to the mess hall. It's barely recognizable after everything that's happened; the door to the kitchen has been smashed in by some fallen debris, and the table has been broken in two. Most of the chairs are reduced to splinters, and there's a hole in the roof. Aurora grimaces at the state of the place. It's a far cry from the cozy dining room you've sat at time and time again.
Nevertheless, you sit down. The exhaustion from the whole ordeal is starting to catch up with you; you begin to ache all over and shiver uncontrollably from the cold of the rain, and your face throbs and smarts. Aurora seems to be coming down from the adrenaline as well; she concentrates for a bit and summons a Servitor, who she puts to work making tea. It'll be a minute before it's ready.
She nods at your proposal. "Yeah. Can't imagine they're doing too well. Try and think to them, I'll focus on fixing you up."
[1d10] Mend
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.755127
>>755126Seeing Aurora's dismay at the destruction, Zunden tries to offer some comforting words despite her adrenaline fading. "N-neizther of uzth are zthrangerzth to lozthing zthe p-plaze we call home - we are exthpertzth at putting zthingzth b-back togezther, no?"
Upset she doesn't have her bag of holding to pull out her warmest set of clothes from, she instead pulls Ganzen close to try and share some warmth between the two coldblooded species. Wanting to assist the struggling batpony, Zunden weaves her healing magic with Aurora's, wanting to help her start the process rather than outright healing herself without help.
[1d10] Mend
>>754940Is everyone okay? The ship is getting hit bad by the storm and we have some injuries but we're trying to get it in condition to fly again. What is the situation with Lysander?Roll #1 10 = 10 No.755128
>>754947"Ah. Well, I guess that's… another player. And, yeah- we ought to be able to get in touch with Zunden, if everything still works."
>>754941"Hey, Zunden. Can you hear us?"
No.755129
>>754961>>754960Not a problem, Aegis.Now, careful climbing the chain, you two! You likely won't have a second chance to grab hold.. N-not that I doubt you'll be fine, of course!Taking one last glance down at the smashed boat, I focus my efforts into helping the pair climb the chain, fighting the wind and rain all the while.
[1d10] Assist
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.755199
>>754962>>755128Your companions don't react nearly as kindly to Discord's sudden rather unceremonious appearance. Violet yells and scrambles backwards, while Dawn freezes and lights up her horn. "That voice…" Gawain's feathers stand on end, and in sheer instinct he swings his sword at Discord. The draconequus catches it and twists it into a balloon animal with the flick of a wrist. It's a tiny rubber Gawain.
"Temper, temper. Now, let me explain. I know this looks bad-"
"Don't listen to him!" Dawn commands, her voice trembling. "This was your plan?!" Violet says to Norv in disbelief. Gawain just stares in disbelief at the balloon animal, which deflates with a comical sound and turns back into his sword.
Discord frowns. "Can I at least-"
"No." Dawn isn't letting him get a single word in. "I know what you are. You lie as easily as you breathe."
"Fair enough. But-"
"ENOUGH!" She blasts him with a gigantic silver nova, blinding you all with its radiance. Pearlescent flames engulf Discord for a solid minute.
When it dissipates, he's brushing the magical energies away with a feather duster, raising an eyebrow. "Rude."
Dawn stumbles backwards in disbelief. Seems fighting won't solve much here.
>>754961>>755129Marisol and Aegis crawl on the chain. It's painstakingly slow progress; the wind and rain blind them to their progress and threaten to hurl them off into the waters below, but with Silver's guidance you manage to keep going in one piece. At one point, Aegis slips and nearly falls, but Silver manages to catch her. You're about halfway to the end of the chain; in between bursts of torrential rain, you can see a railing. If you just keep crawling forward, you can grab on to the railing and haul yourselves onto the ship.
>>755127Ganzen is surprisingly warm; balaur seem to be warm blooded, despite their reptilian appearance. He coils around you and rests his watermelon-sized head on your lap with a heavy sigh.
Aurora nods. "I suppose. What is home, anyway, but where the heart is." As she reaches out with her healing magic, you focus inwardly and cast your own spell. The end result is more your healing than Aurora's, but either way, you feel a slight itching sensation in your mouth as the damage gets repaired. Much better.
>>755129>>755128>>755127>>754961As Rabi and Zunden call out through your mental bond, you all hear their voices in your heads.
Not on board the Vindicator yet. Kind of in a tight spot, Marisol thinks.
Hm, we might be in a spot of bother ourselves, Gawain thinks.
Slight understatement, Dawn thinks.
We found Norv, but, well… She trails off.
No.755281
>>755199You've found norvy? I send via thoughtspeak, in between struggling with helping the pair climb.
While I'm glad he still lives, I do hope he knows what he's doing! We were very nearly torn apart by mirrodan on route, possessed by the Berrengaith of all things!We're just about aboard the vindicator, though I'm concerned their ritual is near completion! Any word on the egg? No.755283
>>755199I try to pinch the bridge of my muzzle but end up pinching between my mask's lenses instead. "Yeah, this is going about as well as I expected. But look. I know this looks bad," I repeat him. "But there's a reason for it. Fighting would be silly, especially when the place is about to blow. We need to go.
Now. You need to listen on the way, alright? We don't have another choice right now. Dealing with O-man is one thing. We knew he'd be a problem from the beginning. Have you seen Lysander now, though? I know we were on the same ship. I
blew him up, guys. Suppose it's a little late to ask, but if anyone has a better idea I'm all ears. If not then shut up and get moving." I try again to head down the path, but pause after a couple of steps. "So, uh… How we gonna get back? Please tell me the choice ain't "storm the Vindicator" or get toasted."
No.755284
>>755199>>755282>>755281Everyone is alive though, yes? There are plenty of complications, I mostly worry the state of everyone's wellbeing. Egg is still in my possession.Zunden gets back below decks, working on repairs, weaving wood back into holes with Creation runes.
[1d10] Creation
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.755285
>>755284"Yup. Still alive. We'll want to be careful on the island, though- it might erupt soon… I think? I had a weird vision of underneath the island when I projected."
No.755287
>>755199>>755284We have not seen Lysander yet, but are closing in on him. We might be able to still get a surprise strike while he's vulnerable, I hope Aegis says as she struggles to climb, trying to reach for the railing
Can anyone explain to me what is this Berrengaith character? Wasnt Black Pudding the one supposed to appear and assist us? No.755577
>>755281>>755282>>755284>>755287Aurora answers Aegis' question.
The Berrengaith was a nature spirit Black Pudding wanted to destroy. Last we heard, he'd succeeded. Marisol does a double take.
Wait, Discord? You're joking, right? THAT was Norv's plan?It's… complicated, Gawain thinks back.
Mr Black certainly seems to think it'll help. We'll stay in touch once we have answersI have a very bad feeling about this, Dawn thinks.
>>755283>>755285As if to hammer the point home, you feel another rumbling under your feet. A few rocks begin to loosen.
"I'd planned on returning us to Zunden once the Fortune got patched up and was able to pick us up," says Dawn, "but given all this, I don't think that's an option…"
"Maybe we could swim back?" Gawain suggests with a weak smile, looking nervous at the current situation.
"Ahem. Back to the ship, is it?" Discord chimes in, moving past a glowering Violet. "If you'd be so kind, I happen to know a shortcut!" He points at a rocky path that doesn't seem to lead anywhere in particular, and motions for you to follow as he strides off purposefully in that direction. You're dimly aware that there's a strange patch of clear sky above you all, as well as wherever Discord follows. Looks like he's stopping the rain from pouring on you.
>>755284You continue to patch up the damage done to the ship. It should be seaworthy again with a bit more effort, but most of the structural damage will take hours to fix, if not more.
As the mental conversation winds down, Aurora looks to you with a furrowed brow. "First Lysander, now this storm, and now Discord," she says out loud. "This is going from bad to worse. What do you make of it?"
Before you can reply, the ship shudders as another thunderbolt hits what's left of the mast, the flash of lightning illuminating even where you are below. In your mind's eye, you see splinters of wood go flying from the impact. There's no two ways about it; the storm seems to be targeting you and your companions.
>>755287>>755281Marisol presses forward, urging you all to follow her lead. The wind picks up in a sudden gust, threatening to knock you all off balance and into the waters below, while the rain blinds you periodically. You can only just see the end; it should be one final burst of effort to finish the climb. Luckily, the storm probably means you won't face much resistance on the Vindicator's exterior.
>roll to keep moving forward No.755578
>>755577>>755285I stare at him for a second. "Wait. You knew this was going to happen? How long? Kinda hope you didn't just not say anything when I left. Would've been important to know I shoulda focused more on ways back off the island."
>>755577I huff. "Well. Not important now." I tuck my hands back into my pockets, spin on my heels, and casually stroll behind Discord. "Don't be so glum, guys. He's here to help. This time tomorrow we should be rid of all of this. Or at least most of it." I stop and turn back towards everyone. "And hey. Even if he doesn't then we're not in any worse of a position. You can only get so dead, yeah?" I turn back around and laugh, following Discord again.
No.755579
>>755577>>755578"Besides, it feels like we ought to get off this island sooner rather than later- everything I saw below the surface looked… bad, to say the least. I don't think it's a good idea to be here when all of that comes to the surface." he explains, looking at Discord's route with confusion before stepping forwards after him.
No.755580
>>755577If Master Norvegicus managed a way to somehow get the Chaos incaranate to assist us today, then I applaud him… At least Discord is not listening to our mental link is he?Aegis breathes in and tries to get a good grip in to finish the last stretch of the climb
'1d10'
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.755581
>>755577"Az waz read from ze cardz - violent upheaval. Norvegicuz azked for a reading zhiz morning and ze cardz read our future holds juztice, which I interpret az ze world returning exzactly what we've put into it, pozitive or negative. All ze good or bad we've done will be returned to uz today, we muzt hold out hope we have done enough good."
Zunden tries to create a ward to shield the ship from lightning for the next hour.
[1d10] Severance
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.755582
>>755577The wind and rain continue to nearly throw us off the chain! Pushing my tired wings to their limit, I work to help pull the others the last few rungs up to the ship's deck.
[1d10] assist
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.755583
>>755578>>755579"You'd be surprised at how deep the death rabbit hole goes," Discord remarks in response to Norv. "The truth would probably drive you mad. Well, more mad. Suffice to say, double death is very much a thing, and that's just the tip of the iceberg."
You follow Discord along the rocky path - and suddenly find yourselves back on the Fortune. Dawn stumbles, disoriented, while Violet and Gawain take a moment to get their bearings. "What…?"
"Good shortcut, right?" Discord flashes a grin.
>>755581"Yeah. Here's hoping." Aurora doesn't seem very comforted by this.
You try to use Severance, but can't bring yourself to act against the storm. As if whatever power has invoked it is beyond your abilities to bind, even by the laws of reality itself.
>>755579>>755578>>755581You all find yourselves face to face all of a sudden. Aurora jumps slightly as Norv, Rabi, Gawain, Violet and Dawn suddenly appear in the kitchen. A familiar genteel voice echoes as Discord himself soon joins them, stepping out from behind the corner. "Pardon the intrusion, ladies," he says with a smile, doffing a top hat in greeting to Zunden and Aurora. The latter looks frozen at the sight of him. "Oh relax, I'm not here to mess with you. I mean I am. But you know what I mean."
He looks around. "Is this everyone? No. Hm. Well, it'll have to do. I have a proposition for you all, if you'll hear me out."
>>755580>>755582A sudden gust rocks the chain, blowing Silver away like a leaf. She barely manages to withstand it by grabbing on to a link, causing it to sway uneasily, throwing Aegis and Marisol off balance and impeding progress. The latter manages to steady herself quickly, due to her feline reflexes, and reaches out to help Silver get her bearings. "Are you alright?"
>roll again, DC lowered No.755584
>>755583"Even if you were not zummoned here, given ze circumztanzez I find it hard to imagine you would not zhow anywayz." Zunden responds while trying to fix the ship, undeterred from her task, "Not to imply you are predictable, zhat iz. You are a guezt on zhiz zhip, zo zpeak az you pleaze."
[1d10] Creation
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.755585
>>755583Aegis grits her teeth as she nearly falls off, but thinks fast and kicks the hull of the ship with a frosted rear hoof for stability, freezing over the surface of the metal hull around her hoof to use as a step
With a pained groan, she attemps to cover the distance lost and then make it to the deck once more
'1d10'
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.755586
>>755583Clinging to the chain exhausted, I nod.
Just need to catch my breath. she thinks to the kot, sparing herself the trouble talking to take in gasps of air.
I haven't flown through something quite this bad in a while.catching my breath, I give my wings a momentary break, opting to carefully climb the chain with the others for now.
[1d10] Climbing
Roll #1 3 = 3 No.755587
>>755583Rabi shakes his head, a little bit dizzy from the sudden change in location. "That's, uh… certainly a shortcut, yeah."
>>755583>>755584"Oh! I, uh… I hope we're not interrupting too much. Stuff on the island might be getting a little dicey, so we took a… quicker way back? Whatever it was he did." he says, looking to Discord. "And, uh, feel free."
No.755588
>>755583I quirk an eyebrow. "More mad?" And double dead. Jeeze. That- "Yeah. Not gonna ask. Thanks for sparing me."
My head spins a little as we step from the island onto the ship without any kind of transition, but I manage to keep my footing, only stumbling a little. I peel my gas mask off, look up at Aurora and Zunden, and smil3. "Hey. I miss anything? Hope you don't mind, I brought company."
I tuck my gas mask into my pocket and patiently wait for the proposal.
No.755589
>>755587>>755586The chain freezes over as Aegis secures a path to the ship, stabilizing it. It won't hold forever, but it should be enough for you all to progress.
Silver's grip begins to slip as a rogue wave crashes on the side of the Vindicator's hull, spraying you all and throwing you about. Disoriented, she loses a hold and begins to fall. Mirodan begin to swarm below, peering from beneath the waves with hungry glowing eyes…
Instinctively, Marisol throws one arm out, just managing to grab Silver by the back leg. She dangles off the chain with her other arm, gritting her teeth and groaning as she struggles to help Silver up. "Come on…!"
[1d10]
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.755591
>>755584"Well, you can thank Norvy here for me showing up. I wanted to come to the party earlier, but I needed that little bit of a boost he gave me by doing the deed."
Your invocation seems to be especially effective. The last of the seawater is flushed out, and the ship rocks slightly as you patch the worst of the damage. It still needs a bit more work, but you're almost done with repairs. "Good job," Discord comments. You feel something manifest in your pocket.
>>755584>>755587>>755588"Wonderful!"
He snaps his fingers, and all of a sudden, those who were standing find themselves seated, with Discord at the head of the table. Zunden sits at the opposite end. It looks like she's of particular interest to him. All eyes are on him: some curious, some fearful, some hostile. He flashes a toothy grin at his captive audience as there's another peal of thunder outside.
"Now then…"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RKnLXFXU2SI"The way things stand, you've done quite well for yourselves so far. Despite everything, you do stand a chance of beating Lysander after all. But there's always the matter of that old curmudgeon that's been bothering you. Our mutual friend. Now that he's, well, here in this realm, he won't stop until he finds that little bauble there." He gestures at the Egg Zunden carries.
"So. Let's say you beat the Skylord and take that thing to who knows where. That's all well and good, but you know he won't stop until he finds it. Like yours truly, eternity doesn't mean much to him. Though it can be annoying. And unlike that belligerent homunculus Lysander, he's not someone you can exactly beat up until they say uncle. Effectively, no matter what you do or where or even when you go, that right there is a ticking time bomb. Inevitably, he's going to get his mitts on it. And when he does…" He makes an explosion gesture, mouthing a boom.
"What I'm trying to say is, you still have a problem even if you survive today. But I'm offering a solution. You see, it's not exactly in my best interests for this reality to be blipped out of existence. Not that it'd really affect me, but this is a convenient place for me. For now. I, as a nigh omnipotent entity that you could never really wrap your temporary brains around, could do something that would really get under the stick in the mud's skin:"
"I could destroy the Egg."
"No strings attached. Just deleting it for now until the end of time. All you have to do is give it to me, and all your problems will be solved. For now, at least. I'm sure something will come up later on. But you give me that, and this whole thing can be over just like that. No more Cuckoo, no more Oneiromancer, no more threat to reality. I think I'm offering a pretty fair trade, given the current goings on." He shrugs.
No.755592
>>755589Dangling from Marisol's grip, I try to unfurl my wings and stabilize myself enough to take flight!
[1d10] Fly
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.755593
>>755589Making her way up to the top, Aegis gets ready for possible combat aboard the deck, calling upon another set of orbs
>>755592Are you two holding up well? I made it to the deck, dont be afraid to hold on to the frozen chain, I have special ointment for ice burns here'1d10+2' homing magic, ice
Roll #1 8 + 2 = 10 No.755594
>>755593'1d10' potent potion
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.755595
>>755591I lean back in my chair and get comfortable. That still leaves Lysander we have to deal with, but O-Man seems more the paragmatic type, y'know? Pretty much the whole reason I-" I swallow and sink into the chair a little more, my smile falling. "Well, the whole reason you're here. You know my answer."
No.755596
>>755593You make it on board and conjure 5 icicles in a neat star pattern. Visibility is low because of the storm, but you're on a railing connecting areas of the deck. Looking back, you can't see any sign of Marisol or Silver.
>>755592Marisol slips and almost falls herself under the added weight and loose grip, but with an almighty heave, manages to pull you back on top of the chain. She takes a moment to recover, exhausted from the ordeal. "Just… just a bit further," she breathes, gesturing feebly towards the icy chain path Aegis forged. It doesn't look like it'll hold much longer, but if you hurry, you should be able to make it across.
>roll to navigate, DC3 due to the ice bridge[1d10] Marisol
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.755597
>>755591"I dunno… that sounds risky. I mean, there's risk everywhere in this- but, just leaving the egg and trying to forget about it? I don't know…"
No.755598
>>755596Oh, hold on Aegis rushes to the edge of the deck to look down at the pair
Here, this will give you some timeAegis taps the ice path and ensures that it stays frozen as it is for the two
'1d10' frigor
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.755599
>>755596Hauled onto the chain once again, I keep low and crawl towards the ice bridge, using it to climb aboard
[1d10] Climb
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.755600
>>755597>>755591>Correction"I, uh… I don't know. Would destroying it really just be… ya know…" he can't snap his fingers, so he stamps his hooves slightly. "Like that? Saying 'for now, at least' makes it a little less, ehhh… it makes it sound like a terrible idea."
No.755601
>>755591>>755597>>755595"You will forgive me for being fatigued by dealing wizh immortal entitiez that hold domain over a conzept - could you not juzt play egg hunt wizh ze Oneiromanzer? We have juzt az little guarantee of your word zhan any ozher. Hiding ze egg waz already a non-permament zolution, we juzt wanted it out of our pozezzion and away from uz long enough for uz to zort out our livez."
Zunden breathes slowly, rubbing her temples, "We know not if ze Cuckoo holdz more importanze zhan juzt ze fact zhat it deztroyz worldz. Everyzhing and everyone iz here for a reazon. A wolf may eat a lamb, but to remove zhem entirely cauze far greater ramificationz."
Zunden pauses, before chuckling softly, "Ramificationz, unintended."
No.755602
>>755598>>755599Aegis reinforces the ice, easing the crossing for her companions. Finally, you make it across, barely sheltering from the rain under an overhang from an adjacent structure. You are on a walkway connecting two areas, but with the dark and the rain, it's difficult to see where you're going. "We should probably get out of the rain," Marisol comments, folding her arms for warmth.
>roll Perception No.755603
>>755602slumping onto the deck after the intense struggle, My gratefulness at making it aboard alive is replaced with a refocusing on the surroundings, searching for a way into the ship proper, or at least a way out of the rain.
[1d10] Perception
Roll #1 3 = 3 No.755604
>>755602Aegis seems unphased as usual joining efforts into finding a way into the ship proper
Be on your guard. The sounds of rain dampens footsteps '1d10' perception
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.755605
>>755601>>755600"So then we choose the thing we know is going to come back to bite us in the butt instead of taking a gamble on something that might, just
might give us some room and time to breathe? I don't know how much longer I can do this, guys. This was supposed to be our ticket to a chance to relax, but the first- the
very first place we try to hide the egg Lysander shows up. And that's just Lysander. Not whatever the hell the Oneiromancer is. So if we say no what's our plan. Run away and try the same thing again, hoping it works out?"
No.755606
>>755605"I had no intention of hiding ze egg here, we were zimply leading Lyzander here to cauze him trouble trying to look for it. I do not zhink you are one to lizten to ozher'z planz az of late, zhough." Zunden says as she tilts her head.
"What ztake do you have in zhiz, Norvegicuz Black."
No.755607
>>755606>>755605>>755601"I don't even really know if destroying the egg would really give us much time to breathe, anyways- I doubt Lysander or the Oneiromancer'd just start ignoring us."
No.755608
>>755601Feeling the object that appeared in your pocket reveals he gave you a chocolate chip cookie for your efforts.>>755595>>755600>>755601"Well when I say destroy, I don't mean actually removing it from all existence everywhere. Even I can't destroy an extinction entity like that. Just as far as all of you are concerned, it'd be out of your hair, and the O-Man's, forever. I think I'd send it to that one reality with those awful technicolour changelings…"
Reactions from the others are equally mixed.
"This seems like a bad idea," Dawn says. "But if this is a chance to be rid of it once and for all, then perhaps we shouldn't waste the opportunity."
"Oh, I'm not going to offer it again, don't worry," Discord remarks, to Dawn's discomfort. She looks at Zunden meaningfully.
"I agree with lady Dawn," Gawain comments. "If this is the simplest solution, however precarious, I don't think we should pass it up."
Violet doesn't trust him at all. "And what would you get out of it?"
"Peace of mind. Another name to cross off my list. I'm only here because we all want the same thing, don't we?"
She's not convinced. "I don't trust any of this. Everyone's heard the stories. You lie as easily as you breathe."
He looks offended. "Hey, come on! …That's true. But it wouldn't suit me to lie about any of this. I am, quite literally, your only hope of stumping the old bat."
Aurora speaks up quietly. "What's stopping you from just… taking it right now?"
He leans back and grins from ear to ear. "Absolutely nothing, my little pony."
"The only reason I haven't turned you all inside out is because you're alright in my book. Useful idiots, if you will. Especially Norvy here. Besides, you did me a good turn back in the Sands, if you recall. Think of this as me returning the favor. Even Steven!"
"So, what's it gonna be?" A clock starts ticking and a jaunty little piano tune echoes through the ship as you think of a response.
No.755609
>>755606"No, I realize that. We were gonna fake him out, leave, and hide the actual egg somewhere else, right? But how well has that worked out?"
I rub my eyes. "Stake? The Zame ztake we all have, Zunden. My life, the people I care about, and my Sisters damned sanity. Something I'm pretty sure just about
all of us are slowly losing." I laugh, but it comes out a half sob. "An exterminator. I was a damned exterminator that played poker on the weekends before this, Z. I've done my best to help out in every way I could, and I'd like to think I've been a pretty huge help overall at some points, but what do you want me to do? I just want to be done, just like you."
No.755610
>>755607"Lysander wouldn't. That much is for sure. He was a problem before the whole egg plotline. He'll be a problem after. The Oneiromancer, though? He's only after us because of the egg. Why waste his energy if we don't have it?"
No.755611
>>755603>>755604You manage to feel your way around the metal structure. It seems like an entrance to the ship's bowels. You manage to find a door that leads to a stairwell, but it seems to be locked. Marisol fiddles with it for a bit, to no avail. "Hm. Should we look somewhere else, or try to force this?…"
No.755612
>>755608"You wouldn't be here if my answer wasn't yes," I agree with just about everyone else. "So yeah. Get rid of it."
No.755614
>>755610Rabi shrugs a bit, saying "I still don't know- I'd hope the Oneiromancer leaves us be, but we'd still be the ones that helped deny it from him for good."
>>755608"I… it might be good. I just feel a little worried about what might happen once it's gone."
No.755615
>>755608Zunden scowls at Norv for imitating her accent crudely, "You zpeak zhe truzh, you were onze an exterminator. I am not zure what you are, now."
>>755608>>755609>>755607Zunden closes her eyes, "Norvegicuz is right too about wanting to be done. I am tired and in pain, I have lozt more friendz zhan zhoze zhat have died. I am tired of liez, and peaze of mind iz juzt anozher." Zunden opens her eyes and looks to Discord directly, "You could never offer me zhat in return. You are well aware zhat zhiz Egg haz cauzed me anxziety far beyond zhat of zhiz world."
"I feel az if I have been broken by the turmoil between outer and inner influenzez, and zhiz offer only preyz upon my tirednezz. I will not make a dezizion, nor will I ztop whatever iz to happen bazed on the dezizionz of ze ozherz prezent here. Whatever will be, will be."
No.755618
>>755617That much is trueAegis says, holding up her shield in the rain for a moment so the inner part fills with water before splashing it onto the lock
Lets see if it doesnt make much noise tooWith that, the Crystal mare places her hoof on to the wet lock, freezing it over
'1d10' frigor
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.755619
>>755615My lips tighten and I lean forward on the table. "Yeah," I say. "Me neither." I bury my face in my hands. "I've done my best. I've died twice." I let my hands fall and try my best not to look over at Vi. "Two and a half if you count giving up half my soul, which -I guess now would probably be a bad time to mention- has affected me a good bit more than I expected. Nobody can say I haven't done my best to do what's right. Even when -or maybe even especially when- I have to go off the rails a little. So no. I don't know who I am." I look over at Vi finally. "It doesn't seem like anyone does." I turn back to Zunden. "But does it really matter anymore?"
No.755620
>>755619Zunden is done responding, only looking down at the egg for however longer it remains in her possession.
No.755621
>>755620I sigh, flop back down, and fall silent.
No.755622
>>755618>>755617Frost spreads from Aegis' touch, encasing the lock in ice with a soft cracking sound. Marisol takes a step back, and follows it up with a powerful blow. The padlock shatters, and the door swings ajar. She steps aside to let you all in, bringing up the rear.
Well done, she thinks to Aegis.
The stairwell is dimly lit by magic-infused lanterns, and for the first time in what feels like forever, you're somewhere warm and dry. Marisol takes a moment to get comfortable, even in this cramped space. "Blasted rain…"
Moving below, you can see that the stairwell leads to four exits:
The first is the way you came, connected to the upper deck.
The second door is labeled "Cargo Hold 4".
The third, "Troop Maintenance".
The fourth reads "Coal Bunkers".
No.755623
>>755622>>755617Perhaps the coal bunkers? Aegis suggests
Master Silver, what do you think? No.755624
>>755622>>755623A Ritual of this sort must require ample room, I'd assume. Perhaps we should check the cargo hold? I broadcast to the others
No.755625
>>755615"Oh, I meant peace of mind for me. I'm a chaos god, not a therapist."
>>755614"Would you rather be stalked and tortured for eternity by a nightmare made material until your mind is ripped apart and you're reduced to a gibbering madman, dooming the world as you know it to be destroyed in an instant?"
>>755615>>755614>>755612Dawn nods in agreement with Zunden. "It's such a burden. If this is a way out… we should take it. And weather what may come."
Gawain looks uneasy. "The situation is dire indeed. If this is a gift, we should be prepared to accept it.
Violet doesn't look happy about it, but purses her lips and nods. Aurora doesn't seem to know what to think.
"Majority vote yes. Goodie gumdrops."
He reaches all the way over the table, plucking the Egg from Zunden's grasp. "Good girl." He holds it up, admiring the featureless, oblong object. "All this trouble for such a small thing…"
He closes his fist.
And just like that, it's gone. No rush of energy. No cataclysmic event.
"What, were you expecting an earth shattering kaboom? Relax! It's out of your hair! You made the right decision! Congratulations!" Confetti starts showering on you all. There's a lingering sense of unease, and the slightest hint of a whisper in the air. Norv feels the feather that's always been in his pocket disintegrate into nothing.
No.755627
>>755625"Majority already said it, but… yeah, sure. We'll take what comes after this, but let's just dust it." he says, after a moment.
>>755625"That's… really it? Just like that?" the stallion asks, looking around and scratching at his neck nervously. "Something feels a little off, though."
No.755628
>>755625I tense a little as he grabs the egg, but relax as nothing happens besides it disappearing. Even better, that feather is gone. Good. I was going to mention that next. I breathe a sigh of relief. "Good. I'll be honest, I expected you to destroy the egg without letting the cuckoo out. Almost sounded like this world was gonna blow, throwing everyone here back into the dominion. Just not creating another egg. Thank you."
No.755629
>>755625Zunden remains unresponsive, even as the egg is removed from her person.
No.755630
>>755624>>755626Whatever they were doing, Marisol points out,
it seems to have stopped once the storm started. She takes a moment to reload her flintlock pistol before taking the lead. She flinches slightly as another lightning bolt strikes, this time attacking the Vindicator itself.
The cargo hold is a huge chamber containing stacks of iron crates branded with a familiar logo. You recognize it after a moment as the rune inscribed on the gates to the dark city of Last Hearth. Past them is a flight of stairs that seems to lead to other parts of the ship.
You can hear the footsteps of a guard on patrol. From the metallic sound, it seems to be one of the Husks you've been fighting so far.
>>755627"Just like that. Of course, this won't go over well with everyone, but, well, you chose this."
>>755628"It's another universe's problem now. Don't worry. You won't have to worry about the Cuckoo ever again. As for other things…"
>>755627>>755628>>755629>>755626>>755624At this moment, you all hear the loudest sound you've ever heard in your lives. An ear splitting roar rings out from the heavens as what can only be described as the mother of all lightning bolts pierces the sky, striking the Isle of Glass. Then comes a faint rumbling sound, that seems to get increasingly louder. The volcano has awoken.
>>755627>>755628>>755629"Welp, that's my cue!" Discord shakes the table as he stands up. "I'll be around. Norvy has my number. One last thing as a token of good will:"
He snaps his fingers and the Fortune shudders. In her mind's eye, Zunden can see the ship being repaired in rapid motion, almost like a time lapse sped up dramatically. Before you know it, the Fortune is shipshape again. "If you ever want to chat or make a deal, give me a ring. Happy to be of service. Remember, your choices aren't made by you and nobody here actually exists!"
And with a puff of smoke, he's gone.
"…Now what?" Gawain asks bluntly. "Should, er, should we warn the others? Maybe help them somehow?…"
No.755631
>>755630Another universe? I, ah… hrm." the stallion frowns a little, not sure how to feel about that. Gawain's comment snaps him out of it, and he says "Definitely. The island's going to erupt soon, and I don't think we want to be remotely close to it."
No.755632
>>755630>>755624A guard. Lets rid of it the same way we did the others, isolate and swiftly destroy it before it can- Aegis's thoughts are interrupted as the lighting strike throws her off
…Before it can sound its alarm. Master Silver, let us rid of it swiftly No.755633
>>755630"Wait, warn the others? I thought you warned them already."
>>755631I knit my brow. "So you got the vision of the place blowing or whatever after they went but before we met up? When did that happen, anyway? Or did you tell us all about it and I miss the meetin?"
>>755630"Yeah, we gotta warn Silver and pick her up somehow. Then get gone. Whatever is about to happen, we gotta make tracks as far from here as we can. Still don't think anyone told me where she went." I pause for a second before adding, "Oh. And Aegis, to."
No.755634
>>755630Keeping low, i prepare to move into position to ambush the husk when the sound of the sky cracking throws me off balance.
What was that?! Is everypony alright? I broadcast to the linked others, taking cover behind a few crates in the meantime.
No.755635
>>755633"You missed the meeting. When I tried to project, ah… things went really, really bad. Flung below the surface. I got a front-row seat to what's gonna happen, since I saw the whole thing heating up below."
>>755629"Zunden. I, uh… I'm sorry. I know there wasn't an easy way out of this. If there's anything I can do… please, let me help."
>>755634Silver! You three need to get to where we can find you, and hop on. The island's gonna blow! No.755636
>>755635And miss this chance to end Lysander? Aegis asks through the mental link
Very well, we can rendevouz. See if you can get close to the Vindicator and we can meet at the deck No.755637
>>755635>>755636With any luck his tugboat will drown with the rest of the island.. We're on our way!>>755630With the change in plans, I turn and rush back out through the broken door and onto the deck!
No.755639
>>755637Aegis tries to stealthily follow Silver, but doesnt dismiss her orbs quite yet
'1d10'
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.755640
>>755630[1d10] Stealth
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.755641
>>755631>>755633>>755629Violet curses under her breath. "They're on the Vindicator? That's just off shore. We need to move now, before the volcano explodes."
"I could try and open a portal," says Dawn, "but without knowing where they are, it's impossible…"
"Well, we should at least see if we can get close to them," says Aurora. "Maybe now that the ship's fixed, Zunden, we can attack them from above. …Zunden?" She looks at the saurian with concern, placing a hoof on her shoulder. "Are you alright?…"
>>755636>>755637Marisol and Silver sneak out easily. Aegis is not so lucky; one of her orbs grazes the side of a crate, causing a loud scrape. You hear a telescoping sound as the Husk goes into search mode, and the sound of mechanical footsteps coming in your direction.
Shit. We're going to have to take this one out before it warns the others, Marisol thinks.
How are we going to get out of here?… No.755642
>>755641>>755635Zunden remains inert and unresponsive to the touch, her eyes unfocused and distant.
No.755643
>>755641We cannot have it begin a search. Until the other group comes to pick us up, we are stuck in the Vindicator. If the reinforcements come, we are likely doomed She says through the mental bond while turning around and aiming her orbs and unleashing a brutal barrage at the Husk
>>755640Master Silver, quick!'2d10' Magic bolt, ice
'5d10' homing magic, ice
Roll #1 3, 10 = 13 /
Roll #2 8, 10, 10, 8, 5 = 41 No.755644
>>755641Drawing my tanto, I quietly rush the Husk, slashing for it's head!
[1d10+1] melee
Roll #1 1 + 1 = 2 No.755645
>>755641>>755642"I-I don't, uh… I don't know what's wrong. We should get out of here, fast. Let's get the others and go."
No.755646
>>755641"On The Vindicor. Neat. So we gotta make our way through the storm that wants to kill us for whatever reason, stop long enough to pick them up, and get close enough to pick them up." I rub my brow and think for a moment. "I actually might have an idea to help with that, though."
>>755645"You still have one of the charms Z made for you? The return on? I still have mine."
No.755647
>>755643>>755644As you rush the Husk, Silver slashes at the clockwork robot, only for her blade to glance off of its metal body. It stumbles backwards, its head configuring into the dreaded horn- then, Marisol comes in from behind and kneecaps it, bringing it to the floor, while Aegis blasts it multiple times, blowing its head clean off. A messy kill, but a kill nonetheless. It slumps over, destroyed.
We can't stay here. Someone could've heard that. And we shouldn't go back to the top. The ice on the chain will be a giveaway if it hasn't broken yet. Maybe one of the other doors in the stairwell, or… Marisol starts hurriedly looking for alternate routes in the cargo hold.
>>755642"Zunden, listen," Aurora urges, looking worried. "It's okay. It's gone now. We don't have to worry…" Ganzen tugs at your dress.
>>755645>>755642>>755646Aurora looks shaken by Zunden's lack of response, while the others look disturbed by her blank reaction. "R-right. I'll pilot, since Zunden…" She shakes her head and closes her eyes, trying to concentrate. The ship rattles and shakes, and steadily begins to rise.
"Wait! We can't get close to it," Gawain points out. "They'll blow us to pieces the second we're in view!"
"The storm and the volcano might cause enough of a distraction," Violet replies. "And we have Dawn's portals."
"We can't worry about the Egg anymore," says Dawn quietly. "And running isn't an option either. We only have one thing left to do here. We have to kill Lysander. Here. Now. Whatever it takes."
>>755645>>755642>>755646>>755643>>755644Another lightning bolt rings out, this time striking the Vindicator itself, leaving a noticeable crack in one of the chimneys. Aegis and Silver feel the whole metal hulk shake from the impact. It seems the storm doesn't choose sides.
No.755648
>>755647"We also still have the return charms. So we don't even have to get close enough to make a portal for them to come through. We just need to get close enough to make one big enough for the charms. They get on deck, we portal the charms over, then boom. They use them. We can keep as much distance as possible that way, right?"
No.755758
>>755647>>755648"Handing them the Return charms could work- as soon as they're back, we can leave. Between the storm and the island, I'm not sure it's smart to stay here."
No.755759
>>755647Aegis took a moment maintained her balance as the ship shook from the lightning
Our other options do not seem safe. Troop Maintenance will be swarming with Husks for sure, and I dont see how we can leave through the Coal Bunkers. But at least it should give us a place to hide until the Fortune finds us. If possible, lets be on the lookout for the Vindicator weapons, if we can disarm this ship, the Fortune can approach unharmedWith that, Aegis began to move, leading the way back upstairs and to the Coal Bunkers
No.755760
>>755758"As much as I wanna deal with that damn ship once and for all and maybe get lucky enough to catch Lysander, I agree. It wouldn't just be dumb to stay here. I'd be actually insane." I rub my chin. "But I
do wanna deal with the ship… Maybe figure out a way to keep it anchored at the-" I shake my head. "No. No. We have to go. Buuuut…"
No.755763
>>755647My attack misplaced, disaster was averted by the work of the others.
The husk barely hits the deck when the ship quakes from the strike of lightning! As aegis rushes to the coal bunker, i follow close behind, tanto readied for potential crew conflict
No.755764
>>755648>>755758"Well we can't just turn tail now!" Gawain protests. "Our friends are on that battle station!"
"Maybe we can coordinate with them," Violet postulates. "If they can cause a distraction of some sort, maybe sabotage the ship's weapons, we could get closer to them."
"I'll…" Aurora looks a bit shaken. "I'll get Zunden somewhere safe." A couple of Servitors manifest and escort the hapless saurian away. Aurora doesn't talk much, focusing entirely on controlling the ship.
>>755759>>755763Yeah. Best lay low and wait for news from them for now. We should get in touch and discuss the plan from here.You enter the coal bunker room. It is a wide, dimly lit room packed with large containers, with a distinct dirty smell. The floor is caked with black dust. Nearby, you can hear a couple of hired hands at work, shoveling coal out of the containers and bringing it through to an adjacent room, presumably the ship's boiler. You hear one of them complaining quietly to no one in particular.
Mummers. We should take them out, Marisol urges.
Their uniforms should be useful. No.755766
>>755764>>755763If we find sizes that fits us. But yes, no doubt we have to get rid of them. At least they wont sound alarms once they see us, but as always we should be quick. Master Silver, you know what to doAegis prepares another barrage
'1d10' homing magic, ice
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.755767
>>755764>>755642I knit my brow. "You gonna be okay? Kinda just assumed you were pouting, but we got stuff we gotta do. Like, you know, saving our friends?"
>>755764"Anyway, let me think. We still have four or five of those witchpowder bolts, and I'm pretty sure the hull of the ship at the bow is still rusted all to heck from those shots I put in it. On top of that we have-" I think for a second. "Five cannon shells, and three modified shells that are basically giant grenades, six regular grenades, two jars of a spore that smells so bad it'll knock out anyone who smells it and cause one heck of a nosebleed. That last one might not be as useful in this storm, but that means we should still have a way to not only put a huge hole in the ship but give enough covering fire to get in decently close." I grin. "We also still got Big Momma. A barrel of a barrel and a half's worth of compressed Viridust that I can blow remotely. It's that one with the big smiley face on it just below deck. At least I assume it hasn't gone off yet since we still got a ship. So yeah. Ain't like we're helpless here." My smile falls. "Just can't overstay our welcome with Mount Pissed-You-Murdered-Your-Friend-With-Me about to blow. You got any juice left, Dawn? Don't know if you answered."
No.755770
>>755764>>755766Nodding to Aegis, I creep forward towards the pair of workers, rubbing the Tanto in midnight oil in preparation
No.755771
>>755764>>755760"I imagine it couldn't be too difficult to drop something off on the ship when we pick up our own party. Still, the focus is getting ours out."
>>755767"She's… I don't think she's going to be 'okay' for a while. We just need to keep Zunden safe for now- let's figure out how to help her later."
No.755773
>>755770>>755766Aegis conjures five icicles above her head in a pentagram. Marisol extends her claws, and the three of you sneak around the coal crates to get a better look at your targets. There seem to be four of them; a griffon, two earth ponies and a Dog, all dressed in familiar uniforms marked with Lysander's symbol. You're in luck; the latter three seem to be a good enough fit build-wise for your group. The ponies are carting coal to the adjacent room, while the griffon and the Dog are on break.
"Bloody storm," the griffon gripes as you hear a rumble from outside. "Just won't let up already."
"Where did it even come from?" the Dog wonders. "Skies were clear before. It's not natural, none of it."
The griffon shrugs. "Least we're down here, and not getting soaked out there. Hopefully we'll be able to set sail again soon. Next port we make, I'm ditching this place. Maybe in Irontown or Broome. Sick of sea work."
"Amen. If I ever have to work these bloody furnaces again after today it'll be too soon." After a comfortable silence, they get back to work, rotating to let the two earth ponies take their break. They seem relieved, practically collapsing of exhaustion and wiping their brows. No one seems happy to be here.
>>755771>>755767"I should be able to conjure something," Dawn confirms. "But not for too long."
"That's quite an arsenal," Gawain comments. "Though, perhaps a more subtle approach would suit us better? If we could approach the ship unseen, we could extract our friends without kicking the hornet's nest, as it were."
Aurora continues to pilot the ship, though it seems to be getting harder and harder for her to do so. The wind and rain batter your ship, causing everything to shake ominously. "We're… almost in sight. I think… it's hard to see anything out there…"
No.755774
>>755773"Yeah… I wish I'd seen the storm coming, but I'm not really prophetic." he remarks, before nodding "As far as subtle approaches go… I could try scouting things out Astrally, but it might take time- it could be faster to try and spot them while we slide up."
No.755775
>>755773At your sign, Master Silver. I will spread the ice to soften them first, then you and Marisol finish them off Aegis says through the mental link as she prepares to jump out of the crate and fire her orbs at everyone present, as well as jab a spear of ice at the gryphon's face
>Homing magic, ice rolls'1d10+2' Dog
'1d10+2' Dog
'1d10+2' pony 1
'1d10+2' pony 2
'1d10+2' gryphon
'2d10+2' magic bolt, ice
Roll #1 7 + 2 = 9 /
Roll #2 8 + 2 = 10 /
Roll #3 2 + 2 = 4 /
Roll #4 4 + 2 = 6 /
Roll #5 3 + 2 = 5 /
Roll #6 2, 8 + 2 = 12 No.755776
>>755773"Well, at least we should be able to get Silver the charm, then, even if we can't do anything else." I nod to Gawain. "If we can manage then yeah. You're probably right. If it was just the ship I'd probably just try to deal with it, but it's the ship, the storm, and the island. Just hard to let this chance just get away from us. Even if we don't kill Lysander, stranding The Vindicator next to an active volcano would have to be a huge blow."
I brace myself on the edge of the table. "Well. Guess it's just about time. You guys are keeping in touch with her somehow, right? Seems like it."
No.755777
>>755775With aegis' commotion, I stalk up from the shadows to slice the distracted pony with my poison-laced blade!
[1d10] Sleep serum, Pony 1
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.755778
>>755775>>755777You spring out, attacking the laborers in quick succession. Aegis takes out the Dog with a volley of ice blasts, followed by the griffon. One of the ponies spots her ahead of time and instinctively ducks, only to be met with a slash across the chest from Silver, rendering him unconscious. There's only the other pony left, who scampers backwards in shock. He grabs a fire poker and brandishes it, only to get grabbed from behind and suplexed into submission by Marisol with a fierce growl. She stands up and dusts her hands, nodding in approval. "Good work, team," she says approvingly. "Let's not waste time though. Got to keep moving." She starts stripping the clothes off of the Dog, cutting the sleeves down to fit her, and motions for you to do the same with the ponies.
>roll for looting if desired>>755776>>755774"Scouting would be good," Dawn nods. "Just be careful if you do. We can't be too careful with Elaina around."
Aurora speaks up again, her eyes still closed in concentration. "I think I see it. We should be able to signal them s-"
BOOMA lightning bolt hits the ship, causing everything to shake and rattle ominously. Aurora quickly stabilizes the ship, then freezes in confusion. "…There's someone here. Outside…"
"NORVEGICUS."The voice that rang out across the sky before is heard again.
"THOU ART BLIND AND DEAF TO THE REPERCUSSIONS OF THY INVOCATION. FACE US, AND BE JUDGED." No.755779
>>755778>>755777A clean takedown, yes Aegis says through the mental bond, undressing the two earth ponies.
Master Silver, do you mind taking the larger one's uniform? The difference is small but it will likely fit you better than me Aegis levitates the outfit magically towards Silver after rumaging through the ponies's possesions
'1d10+1' Looting, +1 from Lucky Lapis
Roll #1 2 + 1 = 3 No.755780
>>755778I swallow. "Alright, yeah. I imagine that's BP talking. I don't see the problem, though! He was already free, and I really don't think he would've had an issue just taking his power back from Purdue! Everything I did he could have done without me even playing a part!" I groan. "Whatever. Let's just- Let's just get this overwith." I stand up. "Outside on the deck, or outside in the storm?"
No.755781
>>755778With the group dispatched, I clean my blade before moving to grab the uniform from them.
[1d10] Looting
>>755779Now aegis, don't you know it's rude to assume a lady's size? I reply with a chuckle, stepping around a crate to slip into the uniform.
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.755782
>>755781There is a slight pause, then relents with a small nod
My sister told me the same thing, but I thought she was lying. Forgive me No.755783
>>755782You hear another laugh from behind a box.
Not to worry dear, just having a laugh. No.755784
>>755778"Right- Elaina's still a problem, and I imagine she'll keep dogging us until one of the two of us is, well… dea-" he stops himself and whinnies a little when Black Pudding's voice rings out, before frowning.
>>755780"Uh… be careful?"
No.755786
>>755779>>755781Marisol rolls her eyes at the interaction.
Ugh. This guy smelled bad…The uniforms fit you quite well. No one should look at you twice with them on. Aegis doesn't manage to find much more than 20 bits, while Silver finds 50 bits, plus a crumpled up blueprint of the Vindicator. It's faded and hard to read, but you can get a good idea of the layout:
The ship consists of 4 levels:
Level 1 is the main deck, where you were before. It hosts the Mess Hall, the Captain's Quarters, the Lifeboats, and access to the Boiler Room.
Level 2 contains Troop Maintenance, the Officers' Quarters, the upper level of Cargo Holds 3 and 5, the Magazine, and the Crew's Cabins.
Level 3 is where you are now. It has Cargo Holds 1 through to 5, the Engine Room, the Boiler Room, and the Coal Bunkers.
Level 4 is reserved for ballast.
Marisol moves the bodies into a corner so they're not as easy to find.
Alright. Where to next?>>755780>>755784"Elaina thinks we're on the island, doesn't she?" Dawn points out. "We should be safe from her for now."
Before Aurora can answer Norv's question, you feel a rush of wind the lights in the room dim. You feel a sudden warmth as a presence begins to coalesce. Towering, and glittering emerald green, an entity in the form of a great doe manifests. Its form seems to billow and ripple, trailing behind it like the wings of some great dragon. One of its eyes is dark blue, and the other purple. In its presence, plantlife seems to grow on the floor and walls before dying again, flora blooming and dying in a rapid cycle. There can be no doubt about this newcomer's nature. This is a spirit of nature. The source of the raging storm.
"…Black Pudding?" Violet asks tentatively.
"NO LONGER. THE WARLOCK HATH REKINDLED OUR FLAME AND RELINQUISHED HIS EXISTENCE. WE ARE THE GROUNDS HE SOUGHT TO CLAIM, MANIFEST AS ONE, TO SPEAK WITH THEE NOW. WE SERVE NO FORCE BUT OUR OWN.""NOW. SPEAK YARELY THE TRUTH OF THE OLD CHAOS,FOR THOU HAST PERVERTED THE NATURAL ORDER IN HIS INVOCATION. HIS TAINT REMAINETH HERE STILL. CLAIMETH HE THE CUCKOO'S EGG?" The entity sparks with lightning, demanding an answer. You feel the storm outside die down a bit as it seeks to parlay with you, for now.
No.755787
>>755786Aegis uses frigor to freeze them all together so they'll have a harder time getting out once awake
How about the magazine? If our plan is to sabotage the ship's arms this would be a good start Aegis says through the mental link as she adjusts her hairdo to improve the disguise even further
No.755788
>>755786I open my mouth to respond, but slowly close it again. "Wait," I say, not even trying to keep the confusion out of my voice. "You're actually the Beldam and not Black Pudding? My whole original plan was to politely ask you to take the egg and protect it, but BP told us he murdered you. "
Creature of old chaos. Pretty clear who she's talking about. "I, uh…" I clear my throat. "Well, maybe not in so many words. Claim is kind of a strong word. He kinda, sorta said he-" My voice catches and I sit back down. "Sent it away a little bit? If I'd known-" My lips tighten. "Hey! You coulda said something instead of threatening me! I gladly would've given the egg to you instead, lady. I thought BP took you over and was pissed at me for some reason, not the other way around!"
No.755789
>>755786"For now, she does- it won't take her too long to figure it out, but she might've lost track of where we are." he says in response, before folding his ears back a little. "Ah… that's
not Black Pudding. That's much, much worse."
>>755787"Could work- that's where they store ammunition, right? Could be explosive." No.755791
>>755786Pocketing the bits, i take a closer look at the blueprints.
>>755787>>755789Hmm.. igniting their store of ammunition would likely send the ship sinking, though we'd be taken along with it.If we could find some means of a timed fuse, it could buy enough space to escape to a lifeboat. No.755792
>>755790"Me? No, nothing in particular- most of what I do's a little too direct to allow for an escape.">>755791"That could work, too!"
No.755793
>>755788>>755789"THE WARLOCK WAS A NAIVE CAITIFF. WE CANNOT DIE, NO MORE THAN THE SEA OR THE WIND. HE CHOSE TO RETURN OUR STRENGTH, AND IMPART HIMSELF TO US. WE ARE HE, AND WE ARE SHE WHO THINE ALLIES SPOKE TO. AND YET, WE ARE ALSO SOMETHING OTHER."Her eyes flash.
"HAD WE ARRIVED SOONER, WE WOULD HAVE BANISHED HIS WRITHING FORM AND CLAIMED THE EGG FOR OUR OWN. OUR EXISTENCE ART A FRAGILE THING. WE CANNOT MANIFEST FOR MUCH LONGER. WE HAD SOUGHT TO DESTROY THEE FOR THY ACTIONS, BUT NOW…"The nature spirit that was once Black Pudding addresses the group at large.
"THOU ART A FOOLISH LOT, TO ENTRUST SUCH A THING TO THE OLD CHAOS. BUT THE SERPENT IS TRUE TO HIS WORD. IT IS GONE.
NOW, THERE WILL BE LITTLE CONTESTING HIS REIGN. A GREAT CONJUNCTION IS NIGH. THE NATURAL ORDER WILL SHIFT, AND WE WILL RESCIND TO OUR BURROW. WHAT WOULDST THOU DEEM AN APT CONSEQUENCE FOR THY ACTION? TO PERSIST IN THIS ALTERED WORLD, OR TO FACE OBLIVION?">>755787>>755791To the magazine, then. Marisol slinks off, following the map Silver found. You head up a flight of stairs in the boiler room to level 2, exiting through a door into Cargo Hold 3, which in turn connects to your destination.
To get to the Magazine will be easier said than done, though. You spot some movement on this level, both Husks and regular crewmates. They seem to all be heading off to a part of the ship to deal with something. It'll be hard to slip by unnoticed, even considering your uniform.
No.755794
>>755793They are moving around to tend to the damage caused by the lightning. Here Aegis levitates some crates and empties them out, then distributes them to Silver and Marisol
If anyone asks, we are looking to load ammo into these boxes and to bring them to parts of the ship in preparation for a battle. Understood?With that, Aegis takes the lead, lugging the stuff around as she makes her way to the Magazine, trying to blend in
No.755795
>>755793"Well… I guess the consequence is coming a little sooner, isn't it?" I say, sighing a little bit.
No.755796
>>755794>>755793Ah, an excellent idea Aegis!settling a crate onto my back, I trot along behind the crystal pony, blending into the bustling crew.
No.755797
>>755793"I don't understand how you think this is my fault, though. The curse that turned him to stone wore off on its own. He gathered his power on his own. The only thing I did was destroy the thing using his power to hold the spirit of a friend." I glare at her. "Something that I didn't just decide to do on a whim. There's no way you can tell me this is worse than the Oneiromancer getting the egg."
My glare falls away as she threatens to destroy me and I swallow a lump in my throat. "Uuuh…" I study her for a second before finally saying, "Persist?"
No.755813
>>755795>>755797"AN ARRANT FOOL THOU REMAIN'ST, WHISPERER. THINE DESTRUCTION OF THE CHAOS RELIC HATH DONE NAUGHT BUT RENDER UNTO HIM THAT WHICH IS HIS. HE IS STRONGER FOR THY SACRIFICE, BEYOND THY COMPREHENSION. AND THE CONJUNCTION WILL OCCUR NOT BECAUSE OF THE NATURAL ORDER. BUT BECAUSE HE WILLS IT SO."There is a pregnant pause as the implication of this begins to sink in. Violet speaks up. "…So what is the Conjunction, then?…"
"'TIS A UNION OF TWO WORLDS, BROUGHT ABOUT BY THE BANISHMENT OF THE CUCKOO'S EGG. AND THIS WILL NEVER BE UNDONE.""NOW. THE MOUNTAIN WILL AWAKEN. THE ECHOES WILL BE FOREVER CHANGED ERE THE SUN RISETH. FOR GOOD OR ILL, FOR ORDER OR CHAOS. AND THOU SHALT PERISH HERE, OR CONTINUE TO EXIST IN THIS WORLD ANEW."There is another ear-splitting peal of thunder, and the room flashes brilliant white. When it subsides, the nature deity that was once Black Pudding has vanished, leaving only a scorch mark from the lightning bolt that just manifested in the small room, along with a faint cloud of pollen.
"…Well, that just happened," says Aurora awkwardly.
"I'm rather lost here," Gawain chimes in, looking uncomfortable. "I'm starting to feel like we're rather in over our heads…"
"Th-this changes nothing." Dawn looks shaken, but determined. "We need to focus on defeating Lysander. We should attack from the air if we can. I… I think I might have an idea of what to do."
"Right. Come what may, we still have a job to do," Violet nods with quiet determination. "We need to get Aegis and Silver out of there. Worry about this Conjunction thing later…"
No.755814
>>755796>>755794You try to lift the crates, but it's extremely difficult to carry them with no effort. They're deceptively heavy for their size. Marisol opens one cautiously and peeks inside.
Metal… For the automatons?… I don't know if your plan's going to work, Aegis…Over at the small crowd of crewmates, your antics grab the attention of one of them, a tall, bony unicorn with a severe looking face. He looks important; doubtless a taskmaster among the crew. He breaks away from the group and starts making his way over to you with an inquisitive frown. "Oi! What are you lot doing!" he calls. "Who said you could be over there?"
No.755815
>>755813I run my hand across the top of my head and let out a long breath. Welp. Why do I have the nagging feeling that this really is my fault? "At least it wasn't Kairon?" I say with a wry smile.
I take a deep breath and turn back around. "Alright. Yeah. We have other stuff we gotta do." I turn my attention to Dawn. "Wacha got?"
No.755816
>>755814Aegis stops and stares calmly at the Taskmaster ''Sir. We're here to load these up with extra ammo for the guns and cannons. Some nonsense is going on out there and its better we are prepared to fight anything that comes our way''
'1d10' lugging roll
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.755817
>>755813"So… when they say both worlds, do they mean here, and back where we came from? I'm, uh… at a loss."
He shakes his head, before huffing "But, right. Let's go get Aegis and Silver."
No.755818
>>755816>>755814"Indeed! Lightning and voices from the sky, whatever is going on above we'll need easier access to the munitions!" I reply, Saluting the taskmaster.
[1d10+2] Persuasion
Roll #1 6 + 2 = 8 No.755819
>>755816>>755818Marisol's words fail her, so she simply nods. The taskmaster stares at you long and hard. You're not sure if he's buying it or not.
"…Well, you're in the wrong place. Don't you know the difference between ammunition and repair materials for the Brigade? Now quit messing around and fall in line. Captain's ordered all hands on deck. We're moving." He starts stomping off to rejoin the rest of the bustling crew, looking back to make sure you're following.
>>755817>>755815"Here's my idea: we maneuver the ship above Lysander's, staying high above to avoid being spotted, and I open a Door for you all to the ship itself. Aurora and I stay behind while you make sure they're safe. We coordinate through our mental link, and once they're safe I open a Door again to retrieve them. I… also have an idea of how to deal with the ship once everyone's safe. But I don't think I should share it yet…"
Gawain thinks. "It's very risky. We're hopelessly outnumbered by his forces. We'd have to move as fast as we can. Coordination with them would be crucial."
"I don't have any better ideas," Violet remarks. "Whatever we decide, it should be quick. That island's going to blow any minute now." As if to prove her point, you hear a low rumbling coming from across the waves.
No.755820
>>755819>>755818Lets go along with it. Aegis calls out through the mental bond
If we trying insisting it might be suspicious, plus we still dont have a solid plan of what to do once we are in the munitions room. Keep a low profile for nowWith that, Aegis follows the Taskmaster. ''Yes Sir.''
No.755821
>>755819"Yeah, any minute- it'll be really, really bad, too. Let's be quick."
No.755822
>>755817>>755815We are currently moving to the Deck, surrounded by the enemy, but under a disguise, no suspicion yet. Aegis's voice rings through the mental link.
I would like it if you kept me informed on what your plan for getting us out of here will be. No.755823
>>755819I nod. "Yeah. Sounds like a plan. We should check and see if the storm is still goin. Might have an idea to keep the deck guns covered, at least. Doubt the rest are even able to fire at us if we're right above em. I imagine there's a reason you don't wanna say anything, so I trust you about that." I cock an eyebrow. "Mental link?"
No.755824
>>755820>>755819'The captain'? you don't suppose he means Lysander?"Yes sir!" I reply, following behind.
Best to hide further in the back then, avoid anypony spotting us.. No.755825
>>755820>>755824Almost certainly, Marisol thinks to Silver.
We should try to give them the slip.You are shunted into the bustling group as they move out. It's stifling to say the least; the iron halls of the ship are cramped and uncomfortable enough without being pushed and shoved constantly by rough looking brigands and cold, metallic automatons, which the taskmaster referred to as the Brigade. He barks orders over the crowd, yelling at the grumbling group to get a move on. "Come on, move it you maggots! To the top deck! Captain's waiting for us! We don't have all day!"
As you move out of Cargo Hold 3, you pass a connecting hallway. Some signs indicate it leads to the cabins, as well as the magazine where the munitions are kept, the officers' quarters, and maintenance for the Brigade. Marisol gives you a meaningful look; it's going to be hard to slip away without someone noticing, given the circumstances.
Maybe some sort of distraction?…>>755823"Oh. You wouldn't have been privy to that. Zunden's connected our minds so we can communicate and coordinate. …I don't think we'll be able to extend it to you or Violet in her… absence. Sorry."
>>755821>>755823Aurora nods. "Let's do it."
She closes her eyes, and the ship moves out, soaring higher. The storm seems to have eased up, just a little, though the Berrengaith certainly doesn't seem to intend on making this easy for you. It's a bit easier to see, though. The Fortune moves upwards out of the water, and before long, from the upper deck you can look down and see the Vindicator below. It begins to strike you how massive the ship really is; more of a floating base than anything.
"Guess this is it," says Violet, sounding slightly nervous. "Let's do this as quickly as we can. I don't want to spend any more time down there than we have to."
"I'll start focusing on the Door," Dawn nods. Her horn begins to glow silver as she charges up her signature portal spell. "Someone please let them know we're on the way. It will be much easier for us if we can coordinate a meetup."
No.755826
>>755825"Well. Shoot. Sounds useful, but I guess you work with what you got." I slip my mask back on and tuck my hands into my pockets, waiting for the door. While waiting I try to summon three rats.
[1d10]Improvise Summon Minion
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.755828
>>755824>>755824I have an idea. Master Silver, at my sign, begin moving. I will turn their heads while you make your way down the hallway. Dont worry about me or Marisol if we are not able to follow you, its much harder for us to slip by unnoticed. Now, ready?Immediatelly after, Aegis performs a simple magic trick, producing loud banging metallic sounds and what sounds like gunshots, all coming from the opposite direction to the Connecting Hallway
No.755830
>>755825Once the effects from Aegis' magic manifest, I step back and slink down the opposite corridor towards the magazine.
[1d10] Stealth
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.755831
>>755826You summon a trio of large, bristly rats with glowing red and yellow eyes. They seem to obey your every command.
>+1 to all actions with this minion>>755827>>755826Dawn opens the Door; you see a silver glimmer appear far below, on the Vindicator's deck. Your companions prepare; Violet brings her swords together into a twinblade, while Gawain cautiously unsheathes his zweihander and adjusts his armor.
"We'll stay here and try to hold our own if they spot us. Be careful down there," Dawn urges. "And good luck."
>>755828>>755830Marisol nods in assent, waiting for the signal.
As Aegis performs her illusory trick, a great commotion breaks out as they all reach for their weapons and start to scatter like ants in confusion. A Brigadier starts sounding the alarm, and the crew begin moving in that general direction. Silver and Marisol manage to slip away in the sudden distraction, leaving Aegis to try and escape…
No.755832
>>755831Aegis gives it her best attempt to slip through the crowd after ensuring the other two make it
'1d10'
Roll #1 9 = 9 No.755833
>>755832Aegis manages to join them. The three of you wait until the commotion dies down and the coast is clear.
That was close. Good plan, Aegis. Now let's see what we can do in the magazine then get to a safe spot so we can get out of here. I have a bad feeling about this. No.755834
>>755833I as well. Lets get this over with quick before we are found Aegis makes her way to the magazine with the others, relaying her location to Dawn as they go
No.755835
>>755831Freed from the larger group, I follow Aegis to the magazine
>>755834Excellent work, Aegis. But what of the plan now? Perhaps some long fuse and a mad dash to the door? No.755836
>>755831I sigh. "Times like this make me wish I had more weapons. The rain and wind are gonna really gonna limit what I can manage." I unsling my still primed rifle. "Welp. Let's do it."
No.755838
>>755831"Right. Be ready for anything, everyone." the stallion says, stepping through the portal.
No.755839
>>755835>>755834You enter the magazine. It's a spacious room with a very low roof. The walls are lined with stacks of cannonballs, crates of ammunition, disassembled artillery, and stocks of gunpowder. It is dimly lit; it's hard to see without a light source.
Hmm. Let's see what we can find here…>roll Perception>>755836>>755838You, Gawain and Violet step through, exiting onto the upper deck of the Vindicator.
Immediately, you are soaked by the unrelenting rain. The deck stretches on for several dozen feet, made of cold iron and steel. It'll take time to sweep this place. You can see several points of interest:
Along the sides here are what look like lifeboats, with rope and chain contraptions keeping them fastened and suspended.
Directly ahead, at the fo'c'sle, are the twin smoke stacks. There seems to be a doorway in between both that would lead downward into the bowels of the ship.
At the opposite end is a similar structure, only this one seems to lead to a large hall of some sort. A storage area, perhaps, or the mess hall.
Finally, directly behind you is a multi layered structure with an observation deck at the very top. The interior appears to be quarters of some sort, or some other room.
"Lady Aegis said they were hiding in the magazine," Gawain comments, puffing up slightly and hunching in the rain. "Perhaps we should find a way below deck? Towards those smoke stacks, perhaps."
"That big structure there seems promising as well," Violet comments, gesturing towards the layered construct directly behind you. "Seems important, at least."
No.755840
>>755839Aegis conjures up a wisp of light to illuminate her surroundings as the group investigates
Stay close to me'1d10' percetion
>>755838Be careful up there. There is a chance you might run into the crew, as they just recently began moving to the deck. They were all on edge too after an alarm sent them scrambling, so they might be searching.Roll #1 3 = 3 No.755842
>>755839Near aegis' light, I try to peek through the crates for a fuse or something similar.
[1d10] Perception
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.755844
>>755839"Yep. I like the idea of moving toward the smokestacks." I look around at the lifeboats and hum. Finally, I click my tongue and the rats each poke a head out of a pocket. "One of you stay here with me. Two of you stick around on deck. Go around to each of these lifeboats and chew a huge hole through the hull. Make sure it's shaped weird, not just a circle. Somewhere either impossible or at least really hard to fix up." I pause for a moment and rub my chin. "Leave one untouched." I look around and pick one completely at random, making a mental note as I nod toward it. "That one."
"Alright. Magazine it is." I begin walking toward the smokestacks as two rats jump out of my pockets and scurry to either side of the ship toward the lifeboats.
No.755846
>>755840>>755842You don't manage to find anything of the like, but you do find a matchbox in a drawer. Should be good for causing some fireworks when the time comes.
From somewhere nearby, coming from outside, you hear a faint sound of clanking metal. It's not just the familiar groaning of the ship either; you hear slow, heavy, deliberate footsteps heading in your general direction. It sounds like someone or something very big on patrol. Marisol freezes and reaches for her shortsword, crouching out of sight.
>>755841>>755844Two rats squeak in acknowledgement and scamper off to do Norv's bidding, scuttling up the ropes to cause some mayhem. The third stays by his side loyally. "What are you sparing a lifeboat for?" Gawain asks with mild bemusement.
Violet looks over to Rabi as he communicates mentally. "What are they saying? Are we in trouble?"
You head towards the door in the smokestacks. It seems to be locked from the inside, unfortunately; Violet jiggles the handle to no effect. "Hm. Maybe we should try another way in. We could break the door down but someone's sure to hear it if we do."
No.755847
>>755846"Guards- lots of them, coming up to the deck. We'll want to avoid them."
No.755848
>>755846"In case something goes wrong and we need one," I tell Gawain. "Always a chance. I'll take care of it on our way out if we don't need it."
>>755846>>755845I deadpan. "Really? You guys are talking? Please, keep the rest of the class filled in, would you?"
I look over the door. "Maybe," I say. "But there is the storm still going on. Guess that wouldn't make a huge difference if we have to bust it down." The side of my mouth twitches. "Unless-" I pull out a grenade, toss it into the air, and look around. "H'mmmm…" Crouching down, I think for a moment. "Anyone got a match or something else you can light or spark with friction? Could use my striker but I'd like to hang onto it. I have an idea. Not a subtle or stealthy idea, but definitely one that should deal with some crew and cause some chaos and confusion. It'll take just a sec to set up."
No.755849
>>755847"They say from where?"
No.755850
>>755846That's likely a Husk. But why here? Aegis asks through the mental bond as she tries to hide amidst
the darkness
'1d10'
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.755851
>>755846pocketing the matchbox, I duck for cover behind more of the boxes, listening for the heavy steps.
>>755850Not nearly enough of a stir if they found the actual crew. Perhaps a standard patrol? No.755852
>>755849>>755848"Right, you decided not to hop in the mental link- guards from below deck. They're on alert, so we can't talk past them. They came through while they were heading to the magazine."
No.755853
>>755848Holding action. If nobody has a match or anything I use a piece of unending sinew to tie my striker closed on the grenade. When the door opens the striker sparks the wick.
[1d10]Improvise
Roll #1 9 = 9 No.755854
>>755852"Hey, I wasn't even there! I was-" I clear my throat and ease up a little. "Preoccupied."
>>755846After rigging the grenade I take a deep breath and yell, "Lysander is a cowardly fake mummer dragon!"
No.755855
>>755851>>755850You get to cover. As the footsteps approach, you hear something else. Labored, rattling breathing, echoing from within a hollow shell. Soon enough, he comes into view; the mechanical undead creation that was once Carabas lurches past. He seems wounded, as if someone dealt him a heavy blow, yet you can't see any signs of damage. You hear the constant sound of small gears and clockwork whirring and ticking from within his black iron shell, metal creaking and rustling as his wings twitch and shift.
He seems to be going to one of the other rooms nearby; as Aegis shifts into her hiding spot, however, he changes trajectory. Shambling now towards the magazine, he extends his mechanical claw forward, almost like a zombie. It's like he can sense things through it. He seems to be searching for you, but can't tell where exactly you are.
>>755847>>755853Violet and Gawain check themselves, but shrug. Neither of them have anything on them that fits the description.
Norv rigs the trap and yells. Nothing happens. There's a bit of an uncomfortable silence. Violet raises an eyebrow and Gawain blinks. "I, er, don't believe they're coming this way just yet." He takes a step back and gets ready to try and bash the door down. "Perhaps the simplest solution would be the best. Shall we?"
No.755856
>>755855I grumble and pick my stuff back up. "Woulda been neat if they walked through and popped it. Give us a nice little headstart. Won't be fair if they didn't hear me yelling but hear the door." I step back and let someone stronger than me do the honors.
No.755857
>>755855"Bash it down, sure- Don't want to wait too long."
No.755858
>>755855Motion detection? Aegis speaks through he mental bond as she remains still and holds her breath, attempting another trick as she creates a trail of small sparks, leading Carabas away from her and out of the room
No.755859
>>755857>>755856It takes him two tries to smash the door off its hinges, opening into a long, winding stairwell. He dusts his hands, looking proud of himself.
Entering the stairwell, you can see that it seems to be connected to an area at the bottommost layer of the ship. The hissing and blasts of heat that emanate from it imply this connects directly to the ship's boiler. Violet shoots a glance at Norv; they seem to be thinking the same thing.
>roll Perception No.755861
>>755855Not risking moving even to ready my weapons, I hold still as this mechanical Carabas scans the room.
>>755858Let us hope so.. you hear, Silver holding stock still nearby
No.755867
>>755859I glance to Violet as she looks at me and smile. No way it'll be this easy, right? Really hope we manage to meet up with Aegis and Silver soon. "You thinkin what I'm thinkin?"
[1d10]Perception
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.755868
>>755867She doesn't return the smile. You get the feeling you're not in her good books right now. She just shrugs and doesn't really give you much of an answer.
>>755860>>755867Looking through the stairwell, you can see two unlabeled doors; the bottommost one seems to be where the noise is coming from, while the second one seems to lead to an adjacent room, presumably related, such as the coal bunkers or the engine.
Rabi notices it first; past the sound of machinery, there's movement. It sounds like there's several enemies at the bottom of the stairwell, either automatons or hired crewmates. Either way, you won't be able to go unnoticed. You can't tell which door the sound is coming from. Violet grimaces. "Tread lightly. They could be anywhere. Which way first?…" Gawain stops dead in his tracks, tries to come up with a solution, but seems to resort to eenie meenie miney moe.
>>755861>>755858Aegis' trick seems to help. Carabas wheels around and lurches toward the distraction. When he finds nothing, he turns around again and reaches out, sensing for you again. Several tense moments pass; after what feels like forever, Carabas trudges off, leaving only the faint sound of mechanical gears and rasping breathing in his wake.
Marisol exhales.
That was too close. Doesn't make our job any easier having him around. Stay on your toes. He could be anywhere. She gets back to the task at hand of finding a way to set up an explosion in the magazine.
No.755869
>>755868Aegis makes sure to wait a couple seconds to ensure Carabas is gone before relaxing
We have the means to set up an explosion now. Only thing left to do is meet up with Master Rabi and the others and ensure our escape>>755860Master Rabi, do you copy? We are awaiting in the Magazine. Do you need any help where you are? No.755870
>>755868I sigh and shake my head, turning back away from Violet. "You guys should probably go meet up with Aegis and Silver. I'm gonna go rig some grenades I can blow from the ship near the boilers if I can get into the room. That's something I've wanted to do from the moment I saw the smokestacks. Blow the coal room if you can, too. Turn this whole darn place from a warship to a furnace with guns. You guys need my Return charm? You'll probably be fine if you're gonna have everyone together since you'll have Dawn to pull out out, so if I can I'd like to keep a panic button."
No.755876
>>755875>>755868Nodding,I turn to reenter the hallway, creeping forward to follow the crew's path
No.755877
>>755869>>755872>>755876Gawain joins the conversation.
We're somewhere near what appears to be the boiler room, he thinks.
I don't suppose you've found a map?We have, Marisol chimes in.
It sounds like you're not too far from where we are. That first door must lead to one of the cargo holds. You should be able to access the magazine from there. But be careful. Those hired guns are probably in there too.>>755870>>755871"Splitting up even more now is a terrible idea," Violet says bluntly. "We need to stick together in case we run into something. You have the charm, sure, but there's still more safety in numbers."
"It sounds like we're not too far from their location," Gawain pipes up. "If we take the first door, we can go through the cargo hold and to the magazine where they're waiting. But there are crew in there… Hm. Perhaps we should go through the boiler and see if we can find a way around?"
"Whatever we do, let's do it quick," says Violet. "I don't fancy fighting in a stairwell."
>>755875>>755876Wait. They seem to be close. We should move out as a group instead, Marisol points out.
Or stay put. Whichever we do, splitting up seems like a bad idea at this point. I say we keep looking around. There has to be some sort of fuse around here… No.755881
>>755877"Well, if that's what you guys wanna do, lemme just-" I pull out one of my grenades and fiddle with the fuse, trying to slide it out. With a small, annoyed frown I pull out the Union wick and slip it into the pasty hole, pushing it all the way in to try to make sure it actually sticks in, leaving as little on the outside as possible. This better work. I feel like I'm not gona come by another one of these for a while as long as Z is outta commission. "Alrighty. I vote cutting through the boiler."
No.755882
>>755881>>755878"Boiler it is!"
"Boiler it is," Violet echoes wearily.
You head down the stairs. The boiler room is unoccupied; it consists of four huge steel cylindrical constructs, connected by a shamble of pipes. Panels are set nearby with ticking dials and scribbled instructions. This room connects to the engine and the coal bunkers.
Moments later, you hear footsteps coming from the stairwell, and indistinct voices. Sounds like they heard something from your general direction. You think you hear the words "split up". Violet freezes and dashes into the shadows without a word, while Gawain takes the hint and flies up onto one of the boilers. "I don't like this…"
>>755880>>755879Good plan. We shouldn't stay here though. If we keep in touch, we might be able to sneak out and meet up with them. They're not too far away.You hear footsteps again as Carabas begins to return. He doesn't seem to be alone either; you hear two or three other sets of footsteps alongside him. He must have reported the disturbance. You catch flashes of light and idle chatter; they're going to be searching the magazine in earnest in a few moments.
No.755883
>>755882I smile as I see the boilers, making plans on where I'm gonna plant the three grenades, but stiffen when I hear the voices. Pulling the mournwing cloak tighter around my shoulders, I search for somewhere to hide. Unslinging my rifle, I wait to see if maybe we can't just avoid them.
[1d10+2]Stealth
Roll #1 5 + 2 = 7 No.755884
>>755882>>755878They're here, hurry. Aegis saysthrough the mental bond as she tries her best to blend in and remain unseen
Make your way to the Magazine so we can engage them together'1d10' stealth
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.755886
>>755882hearing the commotion, I quietly take cover as well, readying my shivs for a fast coating of midnight oil.
[1d10] Stealth
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.755887
>>755883>>755885Norv manages to hide, while Rabi is caught off guard as a group of five Mummers burst in, beginning to sweep the area. It doesn't take long for them to spot him. The rest of the party look on as they point assorted weapons at him. "Oi. Who are you? You're not supposed to be here!"
>>755886>>755884You try to hide, but it's no use. Carabas enters the room, flanked by two of the mechanical Brigadiers, equipped with lanterns. They spot you and immediately start attacking!
One of the Brigadiers fires a built in crossbow at Aegis!
[1d10]
Carabas whips his mechanical flail claw at Silver!
[1d10+2]
Marisol starts creeping around to flank the last one as it sounds the alarm!
Roll #1 1 = 1 /
Roll #2 9 + 2 = 11 No.755888
>>755887>>755886>>755884Correction:
You try to hide, but it's no use. Carabas enters the room, flanked by two of the mechanical Brigadiers, equipped with lanterns. They spot you and close in, beginning to examine you close up. They seem suspicious of you even with disguises, and seem to be trying to determine whether or not you're impostors.
No.755889
>>755888''What are you doing outside of your posts? And why is he not with the others at the deck?'' Aegis points a hoof at the Carabas
''It doesnt matter, help us find a way to turn on the light in this room. We need to get some ammo to the posts asap'' Aegis says as she improvises some excuses to buy time
>>755885They found us, but havent engaged yet. I doubt we'll be able to keep them away or knock them out quickly with Carabas among their numbers. You two have to find a way to hurry, if possible No.755890
>>755887>>755887I hum. All mummers. None of those undead things, so maybe- reslinging my rifle, I pull out the first jar of spores completely filled with fungus and gas in one hand and my dart gun with a sleeper poison laced dart in the other. Assessing the guards, I take a deep breath, shout, "Rabi, hold your breath!" and lob the jar at the closest cluster of guards. That mental talk thing would be real convenient about now.
[Cheap Shot, Instant Autocrit]
No.755891
>>755888>>755889"Y-yes, excellent timing! We could really use the muscle, you three. hauling these munitions is
so difficult all on our own." I add, fanning my muzzle with a wing.
[1d10+2] persuasion
Roll #1 7 + 2 = 9 No.755892
>>755887"Ack! I, uh… s-stowaway! L-Look, the Echoes is rough. I just wanted something a little easier!"
>Persuade? [1d10]Roll #1 3 = 3 No.755894
>>755890>>755892They don't seem very convinced. "…Raise the alarm, we've got a situati-" Norv's jar cuts them off as he releases the noxious spores. A nauseating stench fills the air, assaulting your senses. It's intoxicating…
>roll to resist its effects[2d10] Gawain, Violet
Three of the guards are caught in the middle of it, reeling and retching from the assault on their senses. Two of them are less affected, falling back to raise the alarm. One of them fires a shot from his shortbow at Rabi to cover their retreat!
[1d10+1]
>>755891>>755889While they don't seem immediately hostile, they don't seem to be falling for it either. Your made up excuses and cajoling seem to be going against the orders they've received. One of the Brigadiers flanks both of you, nudging you with their crossbows to get moving. They seem to be taking you in for questioning. Carabas continues to stand there, on alert for any signs of suspicious activity. Marisol skulks out of sight, waiting to see what happens.
Roll #1 10, 10 = 20 /
Roll #2 8 + 1 = 9 No.755895
>>755894I slip out of hiding, aim my dart gun, and fire at the one that didn't fire at Rabi. "Get outta the cloud!" I tell everyone. Take out the bow guy!"
[1d10]
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.755896
>>755895[1d10]Resist stench
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.755898
>>755894''What? You want to waste my precious time?''
Aegis complies, walking out of the room eagerly, taking the initiative and making her way through the hallway that leads to the boiler room
Master Rabi, Master Norvegicus, we are on the way, but we are also bringing Carabas and other two brigadiers with us. Deal with whatever you are dealing with quickly so we can dispatch of this group together. We can possibly delay them if you need time>>755897No. We can turn this into an opportunity to safely make way to Master Norvegicus and Master Rabi. Once we deal with both group's problems, we can set up the explosion in the Magazine and leave without much trouble, but we'll have to be quick No.755899
>>755898Right.>>755894pushed forward a bit by the crossbow, I comply and start moving with the trio.
No.755900
>>755894>Resist! [1d10]Rabi tries to keep himself from inhaling any of the gas, at the same time imbuing the Splinterwood arrow with some of his Astral Magic. He flings the arrow out, trying to catch the fleeing guards!
>Splinterwood Arrow (Astral Strike): [1d10+2]Roll #1 4 = 4 /
Roll #2 1 + 2 = 3 No.755901
>>755895>>755900Gawain and Violet manage to avoid getting poisoned by the spores, while Rabi isn't as lucky. The cloud chokes and blinds him momentarily, causing him to miss his short and become momentarily disoriented. He only barely manages to avoid getting killed instantly by the arrow, wounding his shoulderblade.
>Rabi takes 4 hits>-1 to rolls for the next 2 rdsThe three Mummers caught in the middle of the gas cloud pass out one by one, while the other two manage to get away amidst the confusion. Before long, you hear a loud, deep alarm begin to sound, like a lighthouse foghorn. Your companions rejoin you. "Well, it was a foregone conclusion," Gawain remarks. "Let's not tarry here. It won't be long before more of them come."
"Which way now though?" Violet looks around; there's several doors leading out of the boiler room, and they all look more or less the same.
>roll Navigation>>755899>>755898You are escorted away by the trio. You notice Marisol is conspicuously absent. As you are escorted, however, an alarm begins to sound. Seems like your companions have run into trouble. Carabas and the others seem to pause to think for a moment before beginning to escort you down a stairwell, towards what looks like the ship's brig.
I'm right behind you. It's Marisol.
Try and distract them before they can lock you up and I'll attack them. Too late to keep sneaking around now. No.755902
>>755901Shoot. Taking just a moment, I take my modified grenade and look for a place to hide it near the centermost boiler before we leave. "Any word on Aegis and Silver? They still in the magazine?"
[1d10]Nav
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.755903
>>755901Indeed. We'll change plans thenWithout warning, Aegis suddenly turns around and reveals her shield as she covers it with a thick layer of frostand swings it at the nearest escort
'1d10' Earthen Strike, Ice
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.755904
>>755901With aegis' sudden movement I draw my Shivs from their holster, diving low to slash at the legs of the nearest brigadier!
[1d10] Melee
[1d10] Melee
Roll #1 3 = 3 /
Roll #2 9 = 9 No.755905
>>755901"Gck!" is the most he can manage, rolling around on the floor. The gas wasn't nice, and the arrow definitely didn't help. He forces himself to his hooves and staggers around, before saying "U-Uhm… that way?"
>Navigation: [1d10]Roll #1 9 = 9 No.755906
>>755904>>755903Silver suddenly dives and slashes at one of the Brigadiers. Sparks and springs fly as it is forced to take a knee from the slash to its legs. Aegis' followup strike is intercepted by Carabas, who grabs her by the head and lifts her into the air. His mechanical arm shoots out, beginning to exert unbearable pressure on Aegis' head…
>Aegis takes 4 hits>grappled, roll to break freeThe Brigadier Silver attacked tries to get up, but Marisol pounces from the shadows, driving her shortsword through its back and destroying it. Seeing Aegis in trouble, she lunges at Carabas as he continues to crush Aegis!
[1d10] Marisol
The other Brigadier fires a crossbow bolt at Silver!
[1d10]
>>755902>>755905Rabi manages to find the way forward, moving through a nearby door and up a flight of stairs. You begin to hear a mechanical thumping noise as you progress, which only gets louder as you enter the next room.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MpaNgHnpErAThe room is long and narrow, and dimly lit. The walls are lined with mounted mechanical frames and complex mechanisms, some more complete than others. Small shelves can be seen, containing what look like preserved hearts. Upon closer inspection, it becomes increasingly clear what these are; you're looking at the automatons you've been fighting, in various states of completion. At the far end of the room are the most complete ones; they seem ready to be activated, as seen by the large levers flanking each mounted automaton. On a desk nearby you can see blueprints for them, labeled "Hollow Brigade Infantryman v3.6".
Gawain grimaces at the sight, while Violet is morbidly intrigued. Without a word, she starts looking over the blueprints, glancing at the finished Brigadiers, as they seem to be called. She seems to be studying them.
>roll PerceptionRoll #1 8 = 8 /
Roll #2 7 = 7 No.755907
>>755906My eyebrows climb as I look around the room. Slowly, I step up beside Vi and study the blueprints with her. Didn't actually expect to see how these things were made.
[1d10]perception
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.755908
>>755906Aegis's coat grows slightly dull, but she struggles to maintain her calm and kick Carabas at the joint of his arms to weaken his grip enough to free herself
'1d10-1'
Roll #1 6 - 1 = 5 No.755909
>>755906"H-Hey… maybe we can find a way to turn 'em off? That'd make this a lot easier in the end, wouldn't it?"
>Search: [1d10-1]We found a… automaton factory? There's a whole bunch of them in here, and some blueprints.Roll #1 2 - 1 = 1 No.755910
>>755906Ducking in an attempt to avoid the bolt, I charge Carabas in an effort to save Aegis, striking his claw with my blades!
[1d10] dodge
[1d10] Melee
[1d10] Melee
Roll #1 7 = 7 /
Roll #2 8 = 8 /
Roll #3 10 = 10 No.755911
>>755907>>755909"Or better yet, change their allegiance!" Gawain suggests.
You can't make head or tail of the blueprints. Violet shrugs and rolls them up, tucking them away for later. "Might come in handy."
You hear yelling and running footsteps from nearby. Sounds like they'll be on you in a few moments. "Let's get out of here," Violet grunts, and starts making for the door at the far end. "Wait!" says Gawain. "We should at least try to destroy some of these, shouldn't we? Or else they'll have even more reinforcements." He takes a look at the completed idle Brigadiers
>>755908>>755910Aegis struggles and kicks, but he continues to crush the life out of her in his vice grip. Silver manages to avoid getting shot and flies up, joining Marisol in a surprise attack on Carabas' non mechanical arm. Silver's blade slips through his armor and cuts through to the bone, causing him to stumble and drop Aegis roughly.
>Aegis takes 2 hits, helplessMarisol tries to help up Aegis and retreat! "Run!" she urges Silver.
[1d10]
The Brigadier reloads and fires at Marisol!
Carabas recovers and brings his metal wings forward, prying a feather-blade off to use as a weapon before moving to close the distance between you!
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.755912
>>755911[1d10] Brigadier roll
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.755913
>>755911Correction:
He takes a look at the completed idle Brigadiers, trying to see if he can find some way to easily deactivate them.
>roll Perception again No.755914
>>755911>>755909Right. Master Rabi, we're leaving. Where are you right now? Aegis says through the mental link as Marisol helps her up. She begins running quickly after, getting good distance from Carabas while preparing a spell
'1d10' homing magic, ice
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.755915
>>755911I shrug and pull another grenade out, leaving me with three. "The alarm is already going so no sense in not popping them. Just shut both doors and get down the hall. Should be enough to do a good bit of damage to the workshop, but if we're further away I'm sure we'll be fine." I set a grenade on the floor where the blast radius will do the most damage and put my striker to the fuse. "I'd suggest deciding which way we're headed and running." I strike the fuse and sprint toward the far door and as deep into the next room as I can manage. "Last one out close the door behind you!"
No.755916
"Well, let's see…"
>Fire Bolt [1d10+2] [1d10+2]
"Maybe I can melt a few to slag before we go?"
Roll #1 2 + 2 = 4 / Roll #2 9 + 2 = 11
No.755933
>>755911Dropping the mechanical monster and with Aegis getting back onto her hooves, I follow the pair on the retreat!
>>755908The boiler room was down the stairs towards the brig, shall we circle back and meet then once we've lost Carabas? you hear projected into your mind, seeing Silver appearing soon after, having caught up.
No.755934
>>755916You manage to destroy a couple of them, causing them to fall out of their containment rigs and collapse in flames.
>>755915>>755916Seeing Norv's plan, Gawain and Violet dash through the door, the former being the last one through and slamming it behind him. Somewhere below, you hear running, and the sounds of magic being cast. It sounds like the others are nearby.
Through the glass, you see your pursuers run up to you, then notice the bomb and immediately start backing off hurriedly.
>roll to brace for impact, instant>>755914>>755933Marisol manages to avoid getting pierced by a crossbow bolt, though it grazes her arm. She hisses and grits her teeth.
Gawain answers Aegis' call.
It sounds like we're right above you! You might want to be careful. Something's about to explode…!>roll to brace for impact, instantCarabas closes the gap, lunging at Aegis with his wing-blade!
[1d10+2]
Roll #1 10 + 2 = 12 No.755935
>>755934"Hold on!" Rabi shouts, both in-person and through the mental link, before trying to grab on to something!
>Brace: [1d10]Roll #1 3 = 3 No.755936
>>755934Shocked at the speed Carabas' damaged form could reach, I make a quick slash at it's legs to try and throw off the attack, before diving for cover at Gawain's call!
[1d10]
[1d10] Melee
[1d10] Brace!
Roll #1 9 = 9 /
Roll #2 8 = 8 /
Roll #3 5 = 5 No.755937
>>755933That was the plan. Aegis replies
But getting rid of Carabas wont be easy>>755934Aegis's eyes widen at the unexpected ferocity of the gryphon. She tries her best to get her shield up to stop Carabas's attack with a frozen barrier
'1d10' earthen strike, ice
'1d10' brace foor impact
Roll #1 3 = 3 /
Roll #2 5 = 5 No.755938
>>755934I can't help but grin as the whole floor seems to shudder. Was that me? I really hope that was me. I keep running, but slow some to try to keep my footing, throwing a hand out to brace myself against the wall. "The others in a place where they can get to the deck?!" I shout back at Gawain and Rabi. "I'm starting to think we should probably just meet up outside if we're both close enough!"
No.755939
>>755938[1d10]Brace
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.755940
>>755938>>755935The ship is rocked by a deafening explosion from Norv's grenade. Violet and Norv manage to get to safety, while Gawain and Rabi aren't as lucky. The door and wall protect you from the blast, but they are both struck by debris. When the dust settles, you see that the whole room has caved in from the blast, and the hallway is blocked by rubble. You hear an alarm bell going off in the distance.
>Rabi takes 3 hitsGawain struggles to his feet, winded by the explosion but still in one piece. "Well that was startlingly effective. We shouldn't tarry though. Our friends are close by!"
>roll Navigation>>755937>>755936Carabas' blade pierces Aegis at the shoulder, drawing heavy blood. In response, Silver lashes out with her blades, stabbing through the gaps in Carabas' armor. He falters, slowing his approach.
Before he can retaliate, however, a deafening blast is heard from the level above. The hallway shakes, and rubble buckles and falls, blocking Carabas off from continuing his attack. As the debris clears, you hear him trudging off, finding a way around.
Marisol manages to get to safety from the explosion, but Silver and Aegis aren't as lucky. Silver hits the wall, dazed, while Aegis is momentarily stunned and disoriented both from the explosion and her injury. She can barely think straight, and her left front leg is crippled from the blow Carabas dealt.
>Aegis takes 6 hits, helpless>-2 to all rolls involving that limb until the wound is Mended No.755941
>>755940"Oof." The stallion grunts as he's clobbered with debris, picking himself up off of the ground and shaking the worst of it off.
>[1d10]"Right. We shouldn't stick around long."
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.755942
>>755940My grin falters a bit as I see the state of my friends, but the condition of the room brings it right back. "Yeah, we should really hurry. Yo, Vi, you, uh… You grabbed those blueprints, right? Meant to ask you to, but I was a bit preoccupied."
[1d10]Nav
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.755943
>>755940thrown into the wall as debris rains down from the ceiling, My head spins as I assess the situation.
With carabas separated from us, I blurrily approach the fallen crystal Pony, trying to help her up.
[1d10] Recover
>>755937Aegis! Can you still move? We've not much time!Roll #1 4 = 4 No.755944
>>755940Aegis lays there on the floor, her usual emotionless gaze now distant, hazy look
>>755943At Silver's words, the crystal mare blinks and groans, covering the gaping wound Carabas left in her as she struggles to regain her footing
Yes. Give me a moment'1d10-1' recover
Roll #1 10 - 1 = 9 No.755945
>>755942She nods and pats her pocket where she put them.
>>755942>>755941You head off and start trying to make your way down to where you heard the sounds of fighting before. After a bit of searching, you head down a stairwell, where you come to another connecting hallway that seems to have been impacted by the explosion. You finally find them; Aegis, Silver and Marisol are recovering from the blast. Aegis seems to have been injured by it; she is bleeding heavily from her foreleg.
>>755943>>755944Marisol gets back up, looking around. She grimaces as she sees Aegis' injury, joining Silver in helping her up. "Here. Lean on me," she urges her. "I'll help you walk."
As you all begin to recover, the rest of the team finally arrive. Norv, Gawain, Violet and Rabi descend from a nearby stairwell, looking shaken but unharmed.
No.755946
>>755945Aegis backs away from Marisol for a moment, but relents, letting the Felid help her walk
Once both groups meet again, Aegis speaks up. looking more pale than usual
>>755942>>755941''Good, you dont seem too harmed. Lets get out of here quick before Lysander's forces surround us. Where is Master Dawn's portal?''
No.755947
>>755945"Great!" I pass Aegis one of my High Aqua Vite. "Drink that. Let's leave. Right now. Someone let Dawn know. I'll let my rats know to destroy the last lifeboat on our way out. Then we can blow the ship and leave. slund like a plan?"
No.755948
>>755945"Excellent timing! We've just lost Carabas" I say, gesturing to the rubble with a wing "Though for how long i'm not sure."
>>755947"Have you rigged the ship to explode? We didn't manage to find a means while we were in the magazine."
No.755949
>>755947Aegis looks down at the Aqua Vitae, then gives Norv a look ''Master Norvegicus… I dont think this will be enough''
No.755950
>>755945"Glad we found you- we need to get out of here, and quick!" The stallion says, gently helping Aegis up.
>>755946>>755948"Dawn was going to re-open the portal when we found you three. Too dangerous to leave it open. He says, before speaking up through the mental link.
"Dawn, we're good to go here." No.755951
>>755950''Then I'll ensure to delay anyone who try to stop us''
Aegis says, trying to focus through the pain in order to cast her spell
'1d10' homing magic, ice
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.755952
>>755951'1d10' potent potion
Roll #1 3 = 3 No.755953
>>755951You manage to focus for long enough to pull off a spell, conjuring three orbs of crystal magic.
>>755946>>755947>>755948>>755950Standing by, Dawn replies to Rabi.
Let me know when you're at the rendezvous and I'll bring you all back.Gawain's eyes widen at the sight of Aegis wounded. "Goodness! Are you alright?" he asks with concern as he rushes over to her.
"Carabas got her in the leg," Marisol grunts, continuing to help her walk. "We need to get her back to Aurora or Zunden…" She looks over to Norv as he mentions blowing the place up. "Alright. Do we have a plan for how we'll do that? We can't stay here for much longer. This whole place is going to be swarming with goons any minute now."
On cue, you hear mechanical footsteps coming from down the stairwell close by. Sounds like more Brigadiers heading your way. "We need to move. Now," says Violet urgently, searching for a way out.
>roll Navigation No.755954
>>755953>[1d10] Navigation"Right. Let's head back to the pickup." he says, leading the others on (hopefully).
>>755951"Don't strain yourself, please. I can handle it, if needbe."
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.755955
>>755953''I'll live, but only if we get out of here, now lets go. Where is the rendezvous?''
>>755954''I dont have the luxury of not straining myself in this situation Master Rabi'' Aegis replies bluntly
'1d10' Nav
Roll #1 3 = 3 No.755956
>>755953With aegis being tended to, I rush further down the hall to look for the signposts from earlier.
"All we need to do is make our way onto the deck, correct? I had seen some signposts along the hall somewhere.."
[1d10] Navigation
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.755957
>>755953"Oh, no, don't worry. Plan is already in place. We can get going now. Don't wanna say it out loud because I don't want them to disable it. Should work pretty dang well if I know my steam engines."
[1d10]
Roll #1 3 = 3 No.755958
>>755954>>755955>>755956>>755957You start making your way through the hallway, away from where you can hear more enemies. Unfortunately, this isn't the way Silver and Aegis came. You end up getting turned around and find yourselves in a part of the ship you haven't been before. This seems to be a cold storage room, judging from the temperature; featureless metal boxes are stacked from floor to ceiling in geometric patterns, making this room something of a maze to traverse. As you try to double back and go another way, however, you find yourselves face to face with the Brigadiers you heard before; 6 of them, armed with crossbows and cutlasses. Beginning to sound the alarm to signal nearby patrols, they attack you on sight, opening fire!
[3d10] Silver, Rabi, Aegis
The other three move to engage in close quarters, zoning in on Norv, Marisol and Gawain as they ready for a fight!
Violet slips away to try and flank them!
Roll #1 2, 5, 6 = 13 No.755959
>>755958My rat slips out of my pocket, darting at the one attacking me and leaping at his leg as I swing my rifle around, shoulder it, and fire.
[1d10+1]Rat nibble
[1d10]Lead nibble
Roll #1 2 + 1 = 3 /
Roll #2 5 = 5 No.755960
>>755958We dont have time for this. End this fight quickly Aegis speaks through the mental bond as she spreads her fire through the meelee Brigadiers attacking Norv, Marisol and Gawain respectively, before lauching a spear of ice at her attacker
'1d10' homing magic, ice
'1d10' homing magic, ice
'1d10' homing magic, ice
'2d10' magic bolt, ice
Roll #1 8 = 8 /
Roll #2 5 = 5 /
Roll #3 5 = 5 /
Roll #4 2, 1 = 3 No.755961
>>755958The bolts aimed for me going wide, I move behind some of the boxes to break line of sight, looking to ambush them in the chaos!
[1d10] Stealth
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.755962
>>755958"Ah- this wasn't the way we were supposed to go!" he shouts, firing a bolt of energy from his bow, which quickly splits into two.
>Magic Bow (Split): [1d10+2]Roll #1 9 + 2 = 11 No.755963
>>755959Your shot pings off the Brigadier's metallic surface. It grabs your rat with its free hand and crushes it in its steel grip before hurling it away.
>Rat takes 4 hits, helpless>0/2>>755960You take a shot to your already wounded arm, causing most of your magic missiles to go wide. One of them hits the Brigadier square in the chest, though, causing him to falter and take a knee.
>>755961You dash out of the way of the shot; it goes wide and clanks off of a nearby wall as you slip away amidst the cold steel crates, undetected.
>>755962You manage to dodge the shot and fire a bolt of energy which crackles and sparks with power. It flies through the air in a helix trail before splitting into two, finding their marks. The Brigadiers that shot at you and Silver are downed by the blast, shot in the head. They spark and twitch, incapacitated but not taken out for good just yet.
>>755959>>755960>>755961>>755962Gawain and Marisol meet their opponents in single combat!
[2d10] NPCs
[2d10] Brigadiers
The one focusing Norv closes in, lunging with its shortsword!
[1d10]
The two Rabi downed struggle helplessly on the floor!
The one that shot at Aegis changes targets, firing a shot at Rabi!
[1d10]
You hear heavy clanking footsteps coming from somewhere not too far away….
Roll #1 4, 8 = 12 /
Roll #2 2, 9 = 11 /
Roll #3 2 = 2 /
Roll #4 5 = 5 No.755964
>>755963Rabi lobs a bolt of crackling lightning at the one firing at him, before looking to the others. "More coming! C'mon, let's keep moving!"
>Lightning Bolt: [1d10+2] [1d10+2]Roll #1 2 + 2 = 4 /
Roll #2 10 + 2 = 12 No.755966
>>755963hidden from the conflict and hearing the onward march of guards, I circle around the storage room, searching for another exit!
[1d10] Perception
Roll #1 9 = 9 No.755967
>>755963I yelp as it lunges at me, trying to step out of the way. Lashing out, I make an attempt to grab the front of its helmet and pull it forward, using the movement it's already making to throw it over and to the ground.
The rat squeals, trying to muster the strength to join the fight again.
[1d10]Improvise, Cheap Shot
[1d10+1]Rat Recovery
Roll #1 7 = 7 /
Roll #2 2 + 1 = 3 No.755968
>>755963Aegis lets out a shrill scream as the pain nearly makes her pass out. She falls to the ground, gritting her teeth and clutching her wound
The crystal mare searches in her the strength to stand. Her coat now much more faded and pale than usual
'1d10-1' recover
Roll #1 9 - 1 = 8 No.755969
>>755964You down another one. This one doesn't move after hitting the floor, save for a stray twitch. It seems lightning is effective against them.
>>755966You find a ladder leading to a hatch, which seems to open up to the floor above. It won't give you a clear shot to the exit, but it's progress at least.
>>755967The rat fails to recover. You manage to use the Brigadier's attack against it, throwing it to the floor.
>>755968You manage to get up, your ears ringing from the pain and exhaustion.
>>755964>>755966>>755967>>755968The two Brigadiers that Rabi downed before get back up, firing at him!
[2d10]
The one that attacked Norv struggles to get up!
Seeing Aegis injured, Gawain rushes to her aid, fending off the Brigadier attacking him with a well placed pommel strike before trying to help her up!
[1d10]
It ignores him and rushes to attack Norv instead!
[1d10]
Marisol takes a blow to the chest, but counters with a point blank shot from her pistol, knocking the Brigadier to the floor. Violet swoops in while it's down, finishing it off with a double sword plunge through the chest!
>4/6 remainingRoll #1 6, 9 = 15 /
Roll #2 8 = 8 /
Roll #3 4 = 4 No.755970
>>755964>>755966>>755967>>755968Addendum:
All of you (save Norv and Violet) get a message from Aurora:
You'll want to hurry. The island… it's starting to smoke. I think it's going to blow any minute now! Get out of there! No.755971
>>755969Quickly, the hatch!I mentally call to the others, flagging them down with a wing before beginning the climb up to the hatch
No.755972
>>755969"We don't have time to stick around and fight- we have to get to where we can be picked up!" he calls out.
>Dodge: [1d10]Roll #1 6 = 6 No.755973
>>755969Correction:
Seeing Aegis injured, Gawain fends off the Brigadier attacking him with a well placed pommel strike before rushing to her aid, protecting her with blade drawn from incoming attackers!
No.755975
>>755969"Guys, is there a reason we're not running? I'm all for taking these guys out, but we gotta get gone."
>>755972"This! Very much this!" I take in a sharp breath as another rushes me. Jeeze. I try to avoid it, looking around for an easy way out as I make an attempt to summon one more rat.
[1d10]Summon
My already summoned rat scratches at the floor, trying to pull itself toward the one attacking me in spite of its probably broken -or at least bruised- ribs.
[1d10+1]
Roll #1 2 = 2 /
Roll #2 1 + 1 = 2 No.755976
>>755969''Hurry, Master Gawain. We need to leave'' Aegis struggles to maintain her usual focus through the stupor
Taking Silver's warning, she begins to move towards the pegasus mare, trying to prepare a spell on the way
'1d10' homing magic, ice
Roll #1 3 = 3 No.755977
>>755975Revealing my position, I shout to the dog from the ladder rung.
"Norvy, up here!" I shout over the din, pointing to the hatch above me
No.755978
>>755972You manage to avoid one, but take a quarrel to the chest. Your armor stops it from being too grievous a blow, but it still knocks you to the cold steel floor.
>Rabi takes 4 hits, helpless>>755975You try to summon one, but are forced to dodge the incoming attack instead. In doing so, the Brigadier stamps on the rat, injuring it even further.
>Rat takes 1 wound, helpless at 0/1>>755972>>755971>>755975>>755976Gawain nods, hurriedly starting to fall back, ushering everyone in the direction of Silver. "This way!" he calls urgently. "We have to leave before-"
The whole vessel rocks and lurches violently, as if slammed by a force of immeasurable power. A second later, a deafening, bassy roar is heard from across the waves, and you start feeling a sudden wave of intense heat. The island has awakened.
The impact throws you all off balance, disorienting you momentarily. The Brigadiers are not immune either, thrown to the floor by the force of the volcanic eruption. With precious little time left, your companions start stumbling towards the ladder as the Vindicator continues to shift uneasily, with Gawain going last to try and help Rabi up first!
[1d10]
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.755979
>>755978Gripping the ladder rung for dear life, I very quickly ascend and force open the hatch, our time to dawdle very much run out!
No.755980
>>755978"Ghh." Rabi manages as he's dropped, doing what he can to help Gawain ease him up.
>Recover? Climb? [1d10]Roll #1 10 = 10 No.755981
>>755978>>755977I rush after them, breaking the summoning on my rat to just let the thing dissipate. "How's everyone doing? If someone is injured we need to let them use one of our two Return Charms, guys." I start climbing the ladder as soon as there's an open spot. "We can't have anyone lagging behind right now!"
No.755982
>>755978>>755981''I'm fine. Get Dawn ready to open the portal!'' Aegis says, and repeats in her mental link as she heads up the stairs with the others
No.755983
>>755982>>755981>>755980>>755979You climb the ladder. By keeping count of where you've been, you can deduce you're on the second level. By going up one more flight, you'd be on the upper deck, where Dawn can beam you to safety.
The problem is, you can hear a lot of activity from above. As well as below. It sounds like they're forming a pincer attack, anticipating you trying to escape via the upper deck while pressuring you from below. "Shit. How are we going to get out of this?" Violet growls, looking around for alternate routes.
"We'd need a distraction," Marisol thinks. "Something to hold their attention so we can make our way up there…"
No.755984
>>755983"What kind of thing would work? Setting a fire down here, or something?"
No.755985
>>755983I seallow hard, and my chest tightens. "Please tell me someone has an idea," I say. "Because I only have one, and nobody is gonna like it. Not even me."
No.755986
>>755983Pulling my globe of Beastbile from my pack, I eye the hatch's exit.
"I've a rather noxious poison i could lob into the hatch. We'll have some time to escape, but you'll have to hold your breath."
"..Even then, you'll still likely go blind. But If ever the time to use it, it'd be now!"
No.755987
>>755983>>755984''I could freeze the trapdoor while we open way through their numbers up here, but that would only keep the ones below at bay for so long.''
Aegis closes her eyes and tries to focus long enough to blast the entrance of the trapdoor with a frozen shard, trying to fill it with ice
'2d10' magic bolt, ice
>>755985>>755986''Pick what plan we will go for while I try to delay them''
Roll #1 2, 6 = 8 No.755988
>>755987'1d10' potent potion
Roll #1 9 = 9 No.755989
>>755986I let out a relieved sigh. "I could carry it further and right into the group so you guys are out of range. Pop it on the ground. I'll be fine, you guys won't have to hold your breath, and you should still be able to see just fine." I hold out my paw. "If you want me to."
No.755990
>>755987"Very well. Freeze the hatch Aegis."
>>755989holding the globe of noxious looking gas out to Norv, I nod in agreement. "Precisely. Once the gas has them busy, we'll rush forward and up."
No.755991
>>755984>>755985>>755986>>755988"I think we've had enough of your ideas for one day," Violet snaps to Norv.
You don't hesitate to put the plan to action; Silver hurls the Beast's Bile down, and Aegis quickly freezes the hatch with two powerful bolts, sealing it with a thick layer of ice. After a few beats, you start hearing yelling, and the sounds of coughing and gagging. "That'll hold them," Marisol nods with approval. Good thinking." "Can't say the same for those clockwork things though," Violet points out, as you hear a faint banging coming from the hatch. It'll be a while before they can get to you.
Gawain raises a finger. "If I may. It could be dangerous, but we could tell them to start opening fire from above. At least until we can get there. That would cause a distraction, at least."
"We can figure it out as we go," says Marisol, moving towards the stairs. "Even without those things on our tail, this place is starting to heat up. That volcano's going to do a number on this place." She's not wrong; you can slowly feel the temperature beginning to rise, a side effect of the molten rock seeping from the island into the waters. It won't be long before the Vindicator is turned into a giant cookpot.
No.755992
>>755991''In that case you go on ahead. Gawain, to me''
Aegis says as she focuses on the frozen hatch, casting a spell to intesify its low temperatures
''I'll take a moment to ensure the rising temperature of the Vindicator wont make it easy for them to break through. Once I'm done, you help me catch up with the others''
'1d10' Frigor
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.755993
>>755991"That'd make a fine enough distraction- if we run into clockworks, I might be able to handle them until we can step through the portal."
No.755994
>>755991I roll my eyes. "Ideas that -every single one- worked. Besides, that was just the same idea as Silver's, just with less danger to everyone else and less of a chance of going wrong. I can breathe with the gas in the air around me. You guys can't."
>>755991Cutting the argument short, I rush up the stairs. "Bombardment on top of Dawn getting the portal ready right now could be our best bet! After that it won't matter who's held where!"
No.755995
>>755992Aegis's strenght falters as she suddenly coughs a bit of blood, and for a moment she nearly loses counsciousness from the effort of the spell, but she grits her teeth, holding on to the Moon's power to change fate
>Moonlight Sonata'1d10+2'
Roll #1 1 + 2 = 3 No.755996
>>755991with the rising threat of the heat, i nod at Gawain's suggestion.
"Ah, an excellent idea!"
Following close behind Norvy, I focus a message to Aurora on the ship.
Aurora! We're coming up onto the deck now, have the servitors apply covering fire with the cannons! No.755997
>>755995I briefly stop as I see Aegis staying behind. Deadpanning, I pull off my return bracelet and toss it in her general direction. "Use this and get back to the damn ship already, Aegis! Come on!" I don't bother to stick around and see what happens.
No.755998
>>755992>>755995>>755993>>755994>>755996The exertion from Aegis' injuries catches up with her, and she fails to cast her spell, almost passing out from the effort.
Raining fire, Aurora confirms. After a few moments, you hear distant explosions, and the ship lurches from repeated impacts. You hear shouts and scrambling movement above as the aerial assault begins. "Come on!" Gawain takes the lead, flying ahead towards the stairs.
When you head up there, you find a scene of pure chaos. Hired mercenaries and Brigadiers alike are running about amidst the still raging thunderstorm, manning cannons and artillery to return fire on the Fortune as it flies circles around the vessel. One of the two pipes has been taken out by cannon fire, crushing a portion of the ship under its collapse. In the distance, you can see the sea starting to bubble as molten magma seeps from the Isle of Glass, a plume of thick black smoke rising up to touch the sky. Most people aren't even paying attention to you amidst everything.
>roll Navigation to get to safety No.755999
>>755998Leaving the dim light of the stairs into the bedlam of the deck, My eyes quickly adjust and I rush forward to a clear are for Dawn's extraction!
[1d10] Navigation
We're Nearly free now! push forward and be ready for the door!Roll #1 2 = 2 No.756001
>>755998Aegis falls to the ground, trembling, a small pool of blood forming around her wound ''Dammit…'' She hisses as the pain proves too much to bear ''Master Gawain… Go with the others'' She says, facing away from the gryphon as she takes the bracelet, fiddling with it as she tries to recall how Norv used it
>Return Bracelet No.756002
>>755998"Yep! Yep! Portal would be good right now!" I look over to the undamaged lifeboat, debating on if I want to yell to the rats to destroy it or not. With the sea the way it is right now, though, that probably won't be an issue. I'll wait until right before I step back onto the fortune.
[1d10]Nav
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.756003
>>756000>>755999Rabi fumbles around a little, before passing his Return Bracelet over to Silver. "I-I'll be right behind you, promise! Just, take this and get away safely first, yeah?"
No.756004
>>756003I look at the bracelet, before returning my gaze to you. "Are you sure, dear? I couldn't just abandon you here to try and return alone."
No.756005
>>756003The gesture is enough to draw out a smile amidst the chaos. "Dear, keep it. If things go poorly,
I can fly away,
You can't"
No.756006
>>756004>>756005"I… fine. I won't use it unless I don't have another option, though. I don't want to lose you, Silver."
No.756007
>>756006"I know, dear." I reply with a nuzzle "We've made it this far, yes? The end is in sight now, not to worry."
No.756008
>>756001You use the Return bracelet. One minute you're on the deck with everyone else; the next, you're up on the Fortune, in the mess hall. No one else is around at first, but Aurora soon comes out to greet you. "You're back! …Where are the others?…" Surmising they're still on the deck, you feel the cannons stop firing to give them more of a chance to evacuate.
>>756002>>756000Violet, Gawain and Marisol follow you, sticking close together as the general chaos rages on around you. There's a brief ceasefire from above, giving you a chance to gather yourselves.
You spot a safe place in the far corner of the deck, untouched by anything. You see a figure sitting there placidly, undisturbed by everything around her.
It's Dawn.
Gawain does a double take. "This… wasn't the plan." "What's she doing here?" Marisol wonders, as Violet tilts her head in confusion. She looks over to you and gives you a friendly little wave.
You hear a faint yell from somewhere close by. One of the crewmates has noticed you, running to raise the alarm. It won't be long until you're swarmed by enemies at this rate.
No.756009
>>756008>>756007>>756006The blood drains from my face as I see Dawn. "So, uh… I think this would be a good place for someone to use it." I rush over. "Dawn! What happened? Why are you down here? Are you okay?"
No.756010
>>756008"Is it… is it actually Dawn? Maybe it's a trick, or something? Why would she be here?"
No.756011
>>756008Aegis can just barely muster the strenght to keep talking ''Not here yet… Dawn will… ugh''
The crystal mare collapses, Her usual glittering coat now completely drained of its luster. She lays there on the floor, blood flowing from her open wound, now in clear view for Aurora
No.756012
>>756008>>756009"Oh dear.. If she's still aboard, can we even gate onto the ship?"
No.756013
>>756011Aurora realizes how bad a shape you're in. "Oh, Gods. Stand still. Try to relax." She gives you a spare healing potion as she tries to cure your injuries.
[1d10+2] Mend
>>756009>>756010>>756012You approach. It seems to be her alright. "There's been a slight change of plan," she says calmly.
You notice something strange. Her eyes have been restored. No longer burned and covered by bandages, they are a sparkling silver, like they must have always been. She is also unaffected by the rain, completely dry. She looks perfect.
She smiles gently, and her horn lights up. A Door opens beside her. Up above, on the Fortune, you see the exit open
Marisol frowns. "What are you playing at? We can all get out of here in one piece!"
"This is what I want. Lysander is an old wound. It's time to mend it."
In the background, you see a flock of birds begin to circle, coalescing into a spiral and descending to the deck. He's coming. She looks past you toward where Lysander is manifesting. "Finally. Go now. And don't worry about me. Just trust me. There's not much time to debate this."
Roll #1 8 + 2 = 10 No.756014
>>756013Aegis just lays there, shivering and breathing a bit erratically
''Please, hurry… I must head back… Aurora''
No.756016
>>756013I knit my brow. "You know I'm blowing the ship, right? It'll be stuck here while the volcano goes off. Could he really get back to shore from here just by flying? It ain't just a short glide." I glance away. "Actually, yeah. He probably can. But what can you even do by yourself, Dawn? You really think you can "end it"?"
I look back at the flock of Lysander and run my paw across the top of my head, fighting back the screaming need to stick around and kill him with her. "Jeeze. This's gone better than we coulda hoped and it's still a damned mess. Alright. I trust you." I'd be a bit of a hypocrite if I didn't, but I don't bother adding that. I'm sure she realizes.
I turn back to her and nod, resisting the strange urge to hug her. Not really sure where that's coming from. "Good luck. See you around." Even if it ain't here.
No.756017
>>756013"I-I… Dawn, your eyes!" he exclaims, before stopping himself. "W-Wait. What do you mean? You have to come with us, Dawn!"
No.756018
>>756013Hearing her plan and recognizing the sense of finality in her words, I nod grimly.
"Dawn.. It would be a shame to leave things here, but that look tells me you've made up your mind long ago. Do what you must.. And thank you, for everything." I add with a sad smile, offering a hug before readying to move through the portal.
No.756019
>>756014You feel your strength begin to return as Aurora heals your wounds. The pain ebbs, and you muster the strength to stand up.
>Mended: crippling debuffs removed"Take it easy," she instructs in a doctorly tone. "You must have been through hell. We'll pick up the others in a bit. Listen. There's something going on. Dawn locked herself in her room. She-"
A thunderous impact rocks the ship, knocking you both off balance as the Vindicator returns fire. Aurora manages to fly up and right herself in a panic.
>roll to remain standing>>756016Dawn chuckles quietly as you mention your plan to blow it all to hell. "I'm counting on it."
>>756018You go to offer her a comforting hug, only to find yourself passing through her. Wherever she really is, it's not here.>>756016>>756017>>756018https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uM0DwkTtbQsDawn shakes her head with a hint of sadness at Rabi's insistence. "I can't. Not this time."
From across the deck, you see Lysander's men return fire, shredding through the Fortune. It can't take much more damage, especially lingering as it is.
"I can't kill him myself. But I can buy time. Time enough for all of you to get out of here."
Lysander manifests, spreading his wings about him, pointing at your group with barely concealed anger. The crew begin to mobilize, half of them continuing to pepper the Fortune with artillery fire while the rest head towards you. In the distance, the erupting volcano rumbles again, sending a blast of heat across the waves.
Dawn's smile fades, and the next time she speaks, her voice quavers slightly. "…I… I started you all on this path, by dragging you into this web. Now… now it's time I help pull you out."
Marisol hesitates. "Dawn…"
"
Go. …And… thank you. For everything."
She takes a deep breath and offers you a warm, but wounded smile. Before you can protest, she waves her horn, and the open Door moves towards you, forcing you through the portal. The next moment, you find yourselves on your ship's upper deck, floating above the Vindicator, the portal fizzling out behind you like a snuffed candle.
No.756020
>>756019''I ran into Carabas'' Aegis states simply ''What happened to Master Da-'' She is suddenly cut off as the ship lurches and tries to maintain her footing
'1d10'
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.756021
>>756019Rabi tries to jump for Dawn, or jump out of the way, but he can't manage to do either. He flops on to the deck of the ship, slamming his hoof in frustration as he gets up.
No.756022
>>756019I flinch as the portal zips toward us. She can do that? Since when could she do that?! I barely manage to keep my footing as I wind up back on the ship. Not taking any time to greet anyone or check on anyone I rush to the giant bomb and pry the top off. Using my paw, I sift through the virifust for the other side of the Union fuse. When I find it I run back below deck. "Weneed to get going! Now! I didn't say anything down there but I rigged the boilers on the ship to blow. I can set it off from here, and the explosion will pop two more I have set in the blast radius. That's not even counting the boilers or how close that room is to coal storage. That ship is probably gonna turn into a giant exploding oven here in about thirty seconds." I pull ky striker and put it to the fuse, striking it the moment we start moving.
No.756023
>>756019Catching myself before falling over, I have no time to react before being shoved through the portal, now standing on the fortune.
"Goodness.. whatever dawn has done, there was naught but phantom left of her-" the crash of continued artillery on the hull ends my pondering immediately.
"Quickly, we need to move out of range before we're sent into the sea with them! Where's Aurora?"
No.756024
>>756020You manage to grab hold of a beam and avoid getting hurt by the sudden lurch. Aurora checks to make sure you're okay, casting a healing spell on you. "She's in her room. I couldn't get in. I don't know what she's planning."
[1d10+2]
From the deck, you hear your companions return. Aurora finishes casting before getting the ship into motion, flying away from the Vindicator. She starts heading towards the deck, motioning hastily for you to follow.
>>756021>>756022>>756023There's a moment of silence as you get back to the deck. Seeing Rabi upset, Marisol rests a hand on his shoulder wordlessly. Gawain moves over to the edge to get a look at what's going on on the Vindicator before being pulled away by Norv's urgency. "R-right. We can't hesitate. We're almost out of this!"
Norv lights the fuse. It shouldn't be long till the fireworks start. The ship lurches into motion, spurred by Aurora's control. You hear her heading up to meet you.
Roll #1 4 + 2 = 6 No.756025
>>756024''So long as she stays there it will probably be fine. She might be trying to focus on getting a portal ready for everyone''
Aegis follows Aurora into the deck, still stumbling a little bit from the lingering discomfort
No.756026
>>756024My heart races and I make my way bavk toward the deck, peeking my head over the edge. There shouldn't have been any tike between me lighting the fuse and the ship going up. I'm really hoping everything was still set up alright. Resting on the guardrail, I pull my spyglass, extend it, and watch The Vindicator.
No.756027
>>756024As the ship begins to pull away, I rush to the railing to see the situation aboard the ironclad. "I dearly hope this works.." I mutter nervously
No.756028
>>756024"I… I guess it can't be any other way, can it?" he says, after a little bit."
No.756029
>>756025You feel a bit stronger, your aches and pains beginning to wane.
>healed to full hits and 1 wound>>756028"She knows what she's doing," Marisol says gently. "Whatever she's planning, it won't be in vain. …We can't let it."
>>756025>>756026>>756027>>756028You all reunite on the deck. Aurora looks stressed and out of her league, but she's keeping it together for now. She breathes a sigh of relief. "You're all okay. Thank the Gods. We can finally get out of here."
Violet asks the burning question. "What happened to Dawn? We ran into her on the deck. Seemed like she was planning something…"
"I don't know. She just locked herself in her room, and-"
The discussion is interrupted by a cry of surprise from Gawain, alerting everyone to what those who are looking over the railing can see.
Dawn is visible there, surrounded by Lysander, Carabas, Elaina, and an army of hired swords and Brigadiers. After a beat, you see her begin to glow, and the Vindicator is engulfed from stem to stern in silver light. It flashes brightly, and just like that, the whole ship is just… gone.
>roll Perception No.756030
>>756029With the ship vanishing, I frantically search the surrounding Ocean for any sign of it.
[1d10] perception
"G-gone?! But how? Dawn could scarcely open a door without risking her life!"
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.756031
>>756029Aegis squints as the ship disappears, scanning the area it was just in for any traces or hints of it or Dawn
'1d10'
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.756032
>>756029"Right. We can't let it be in vain. Let's get moving." he says, picking himself up and shaking off the worst of it.
>Perception [1d10]Roll #1 4 = 4 No.756033
>>756029I swallow as the ship poofs away, lpwering my spyglass. What the- I really,
really hope whatever just happened didn't undo all my hard work. I put the spyglss back to my eye and scan the shore.
[1d10]Perception
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.756034
>>756030>>756031>>756032>>756033Aegis spots it first, pointing it out to everyone.
The Vindicator falls through a portal above the exploding volcano, hurtling prow first into the Isle of Glass. It seems to almost happen in slow motion; the ironclad warship plunges through rock and smoke with a deafening cracking, scraping noise that echoes over the bay.
Then, Norv's bombs go off.
It starts as a faint rumble, then grows into a cacophony that can be heard all the way from the mainland. The Vindicator is completely obliterated in an explosion of emerald Viridust and molten magma from the volcano. The island itself gets blown asunder by the explosion, propelling chunks of stone and shrapnel in every direction. A shockwave of debris bursts forth from the epicenter of the explosion, surging towards your ship with terrifying speed!
Aurora tries to head higher for evasive maneuvers!
[1d10]
Your companions all scramble to brace themselves for the impact!
[3d10]
Roll #1 6 = 6 /
Roll #2 3, 10, 1 = 14 No.756035
>>756034with little time to react, I dive for the deck to keep from being blown away!
[1d10] Brace!
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.756036
>>756034Aegis tries to maintain her footing and not get thrown off the ship, and keeps an eye out for anyone struggling to do the same
'1d10+2'
Roll #1 7 + 2 = 9 No.756037
>>756034>Brace: [1d10]Rabi tries to find something to cling to, wishing he had hands.
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.756038
>>756034My jaw falls slack and I slowly lower my spyglass, watching the carnage unfold. Holy heck, that was- I slowly grin ear to ear and start laughing, trying to hold to the guardrail for balance as everything around me is rocked and tossed about.
[1d10]Brace
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.756039
>>756035>>756036>>756037>>756038The ship soars upwards and away, riding the shockwave. With these last minute maneuvers, your group is spared any grievous injuries. Gawain and Marisol hit their heads, though, being left stunned momentarily, while Rabi stumbles and falls from it.
>Rabi takes 2 hitsOnce things calm down, Aurora pokes her head out again, offering healing to whoever needs it. "Everyone alright?"
Violet takes a moment to compose herself. "Is… is it really over already?…"
Gawain rubs his head. "If so, what do we do now?"
"I wouldn't be so sure it's over yet," Marisol muses, looking out at the exploding island warily. "We should circle back and make sure that bastard's dead for good."
No.756040
>>756039"Gghugh." the stallion manages, a little more than rattled from the whole event. He picks himself up, and tries to stagger over to Gawain and Marisol up.
"It's… I dunno. Better be ready."
No.756041
>>756039''Nothing could have survive that, Master Marisol'' Aegis says as she walks up besides her, watching the distant explosions
''Now, we sail to the nearest settlement. I'm sure everyone is tired, hurt and hungry'' Aegis turns to Gawain ''Master Gawain, could you please prepare us a meal? Dont make the effort to cook up something grand or special, something to keep us going until the next stop. I say we can leave the victory feast to your brother back at Broome''
No.756042
>>756039I have to take a second to catch my breath after my cackling finally peters off. "I," I say, still quietly chuckling "Am going to get a drink and take a nap. He probably isn't dead, but there isn't anything we can do about it. If you have any ideas on what we do after we circle around I'm all ears, but if not-" I pull my enchanted mead/warhorn from my bag and try to take a deep pull.
[1d2]
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.756043
>>756039Brushing myself off, I watch the erupting caldera for a time, still trying to refocus myself.
"I.. I suppose we should check. If Lysander managed to survive
that, I haven't the slightest idea what we'd do.."
No.756044
>>756043''Dont worry about that. There is one way we can know for sure, though there is something that must be done first…''
No.756045
>>756040Gawain manages to get up on his own, while Marisol needs a bit of assistance. "…Thanks," she mumbles, rubbing the back of her head where she hit herself. "How are you holding up?…"
>>756042You take a deep, long swig. Delicious mead.
You feel a nudge on your shoulder. You're being followed by a very haggard looking Violet, looking like she's about to keel over from exhaustion. Wordlessly, she sticks her hoof out, asking if not demanding you share the grog.
>>756041>>756043>>756042>>756040"Can't hurt to double check," Aurora nods. She heals Marisol, then focuses. The ship starts moving around back to the island. There's a large cloud of dust blocking the view, making it difficult to see anything…
>roll Perception No.756046
>>756045Aegis says nothing, and joins the effort of scanning the disaster for anything noteworthy
'1d10'
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.756047
>>756045I look down at the horn, shrug, and pass it to her.
No.756048
>>756045I'll… I'll be okay. I just don't like losing people." he says, shrugging a little. "It didn't feel right to stop her, but… I wanted to, you know?"
>Perception: [1d10]Roll #1 9 = 9 No.756049
>>756045I sigh. "I guess. Seems like we don't get much outta riskin it, but-" I put my spyglass back to my eye.
[1d10]
Roll #1 9 = 9 No.756050
>>756045Peering through the smoke, i try to take in the scene of the explosion, looking for any sign the dragon still lives.
[1d10] Perception
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.756051
>>756048"Yeah. She did what she felt she had to. She'll be at peace now."
>>756047She takes a long swig of mead as well. There's a slightly tense silence as she ruminates on what's happened.
"…I think we need to be able to trust each other more," she says eventually, looking out at the scene of devastation surrounding you.
>>756049>>756048>>756046>>756047You don't spot much. Just some chunks of twisted metal here and there, burning in molten magma. Nothing much stands out. Aegis can't help but think back to something Gavrilo said before about Lysander: that he's engraved himself with a rune…
Then, you start spotting them through the dust and ash. Birds, perched amidst the ruins. As they spot you, they start to take flight one by one, flying at unnatural speed towards your ship.
Marisol pales as you start spotting them. "No way…"
No.756052
>>756051"I… I guess you're right, yeah. I wonder where someone goes after this?" he asks, taking a seat as he looks out over towards the island.
"That's… n-no. It can't have been for nothing."
No.756053
>>756051The color drains from my face as the birds fly towards us. I grip the railing for support as my fears are realized.
"No.. All of that effort.. it can't be."
No.756054
>>756051Aegis clicks her tongue and tosses in a large shard of ice towards the flock, taking a step back as she prepares for combat
'2d10' magic bolt, ice
Roll #1 9, 4 = 13 No.756055
>>756054'1d10' potent potion
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.756056
>>756051I look away, pulling my gas mask the rest of the way off and slipping it into my pocket. Leaning on the rail again I sigh and nod. "Yeah," I agree. "And honestly I was gettin better about it before-" I fall silent for a moment and slump some, all of the energy finally draining out of me. "It ain't that I don't trust you guys. Obviously I trust you with my life. All of you. A good thing, too, because I know most of you have saved my tail at least once. I've had you guys backs too. I even woulda trusted mosta you with the whole 'Discord is dealing with the egg' thing, but he said I couldn't say anything about it until it was all over for whatever reason. Could be a reason. Could be he thought it was funny. Probably both. Either way, I was already takin the risk doin it, y'know? Couldn't risk screwin it up too. Especially not with what I had to do for it. I know you probably don't know, but besides you Purdue was my closest fri3nd. I took him just about everywhere I went. I'm sure you saw him strapped to my waist most of the time. To deal with the egg I had to do two things. Keep what I was doin quiet and-" I laugh and choke up a little. "Well, I just hope his ghost can't stay attached to molten slag. Anyway, point is I trust you, even though it don't seem like it, Vi."
>>756051I cock an eyebrow at Marisol. "You're surprised? I told you that probably didn't kill him. He's done somethin freaky with his body. This ain't even the first time he's been blown up today."
No.756057
>>756056She listens quietly with a stony expression. As you stop, she just looks at you for a moment; then, she eases up, giving you a small smile. "We've all been through hell. I should've known you had a proper plan, but… there's just too much risk involved here. All these elaborate schemes… they're just going to get people hurt if you don't talk about them more. I want to trust you. And you know you can trust me. So let's try and get along and not hide things from now on, okay?"
She's about to say something else, but is interrupted by the commotion on deck.
>>756052>>756053>>756054>>756056Aegis fires two powerful bolts, killing a few of the birds, but it doesn't do much else. Aurora looks around, unaware at first, then freezing as she realizes what's happening. The ship jolts before taking off at breakneck speed, trying to outfly the incoming flock, but it doesn't seem to be much use as they continue to gain on you!
Lava gushes from the mountain below as they fly towards you, starting to swarm around the rear end of the ship! "Shoot them down!" Aurora urges as Marisol takes potshots with her flintlock! "Shoot them down!"
No.756058
>>756057Aegis gets ready to fire
'1d10' homing magic, ice
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.756059
>>756057"I'll try, for what it's worth." the stallion says, dipping below deck long enough to pull out his Greatbow. He sets the spiked base on the deck to ready himself, and forms a lance-like arrow of Light magic to fire off at the swarm.
>Dragonslayer Yumi (Light, Cleave 3): [1d10+2]Roll #1 5 + 2 = 7 No.756060
>>756057Shaking my despair off, I grab blister from my bag, Aiming for the closest bird as I ready a bead into the sling!
[1d10] Ranged
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.756061
>>756057I nod. "Yeah. I know. Sorry. I just-" My eyes widen. "
We should at least check it out!" I mock. "Obviously worth the risk!" I pull my mask back out, pull it back on, rush below deck and grab my sprayer, moving first to slot in an oil cartridge, but pausing. Thinking for a koment, I pull out one of the pyrefuels Silver gave me, dump out oil until I can fit all the pyrefuel in the bottle whilenstill keeping the cartridge full, and slot it in. Finally I spark the pilot wick.
No.756062
>>756059You let loose a burning lance of light, spearing three birds in a row.
>>756060You strike one of the birds down midair. Bullseye.
>>756061You go and grab your things, then head back to prepare.
>>756058>>756059>>756060>>756061Your volley of shots slows them down, but it isn't enough to stop them. The remaining birds coalesce into Lysander's towering form in midair. He looks wounded; his clothing is ripped, revealing his bare chest, engraved with the symbol of Severance.
In a frenzy, he barrels into the deck of the Fortune fist first, punching straight through the solid wood with a single blow. He wastes no time with introductions, hurling the debris towards you all with a crazed look in his eye, fangs bared and slavering with abject fury.
"WHERE IS IT?!"[1d10+3] vs Norv, Rabi, Aegis
Roll #1 5 + 3 = 8 No.756063
>>756062"A-A little late, sorry!" He calls out, kicking out with one of his legs as he stumbles backwards. His hoof glows a ghostly blue.
>Astral Strike (Lightning): [1d10+2]Roll #1 1 + 2 = 3 No.756064
>>756062Aegis's lingering shoulder pain interrupts her focus, nearly making her take a knee. As Lysander shows up and begins to attack, she glares at him with defiance, and tries to scramble out of his way and get some space
'1d10-2' dodging dodge
Roll #1 1 - 2 = -1 No.756065
>>756062I laugh in his face. "Gone!" I say, aiming the pyrefuel flamethrower at him. "Somewhere you'll never be able to get it. Honestly can't say where myself. That's a question for someone a little above your paygrade." I pull the trigger, aiming high so I don't catch the ship. "Oh, and how's Queenie doin? Pretty happy she ditched us to side with the loser?"
[1d10]Werf
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.756068
>>756062Now facing the solidified form of Lysander, and with very few options, I try to send a bead into him from range!
[1d10] Ranged
"With any luck, gone! Just as you
should be!"
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.756069
>>756062https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5W_9HtyDejo>>756064>>756063>>756065Norv and Rabi get struck by the thrown debris, almost falling overboard. Aegis gets the worst of it; it slams into her with full force, pinning her to the wall. An intense burning pain shoots up her chest, and she struggles to breathe.
>Aegis takes 6 hits, helpless>Norv and Rabi take 4 hits>>756068A well placed sling, right in the eye. He snarls and swipes at it, momentarily blinded.
>>756065>>756067You unleash a torrent of flame into him. He growls in pain and swats at it; while it seems to inconvenience him, fire does little to hurt him. You did, however, get his attention. He looms over you, eyes burning with hatred, still smoldering with flame from your attack. "I remember you, worm. You cost me my SHIP!"
>>756066He lunges to attack Norv, only to be struck by your blow. He takes a knee and is momentarily incapacitated. You feel an overwhelming willpower pushing back against your strike; you won't be able to hold him down for more than a round.
>>756063>>756064>>756068>>756065He roars as his eyes glaze over, subdued briefly by Rabi. His lightning arm flails blindly, lashing out at anyone nearby!
[1d10+1] vs Norv, Rabi
Marisol and Violet both take the opportunity to lunge forward and backstab him!
[1d10] Marisol
[1d10+2] Violet
Gawain anxiously flies over to where Aegis is pinned down, straining to lift the heavy wooden beam!
[1d10+1]
Roll #1 4 + 1 = 5 /
Roll #2 7 = 7 /
Roll #3 1 + 2 = 3 /
Roll #4 3 + 1 = 4 No.756070
>>756069With Lysander momentarily halted, I Draw my shivs as I gallop closer!
>move to melee zone No.756071
>>756069Aegis lets out a nasty gasp as she feels something crack. She shuts her eyes close and grits her teeth with force as blood leaks out of the gasp in her mouth, as well as from her reopening wounds
As she sees Gawain approaching, she looks at him with a look of sincere horror and fear for her life. Her coat now as dull and faded as a rock
''Mas…Gaa..In''
'1d10-2' recover
Roll #1 10 - 2 = 8 No.756072
>>756069I let off the trail of flames, pull out the cartridge, take an aqua vite cartrifge off my bandolier, spin it, and slam it into my sprayer. Turning it on Aegis I hose her down with the healing potion.
>>756069Fire doesn't do anything. Got. Next on the checklist. "I cost you more than that," I tell him with a cheeky smile. "Your ship. Vi when we rescued her. The egg. Some staff… H'm. I know I'm forgetting something else." I tap my chin like I'm trying to think of something. "Oh! Right! Your dignity." I pull out the tarantellula dancing spider thing, putting my nozzle away. "You know, I did try to give you a chance. Not sure if you remember that part, but there were a couple times we coulda had you. All you had to do was not bother us from that point. You realize that, right?"
No.756073
>>756069Rabi bounces back to his hooves, wincing a little from the pain but otherwise shrugging it off for later.
>Magic Bow (Light): [1d10+2]>>756072"Help Aegis if you can! I'll be fine." he says, gritting his teeth and trying to focus. "I've got him dulled, but it's almost impossible to contend with!"
Roll #1 3 + 2 = 5 No.756074
>>756070You close in, ready to strike while he's down.
>>756071With Gawain's help, you manage to free yourself from the rubble and get up, recovering some of your strength. Gawain gingerly helps you stand as Norv heals you with his sprayer. You feel your strength return, and your injuries heal!
>recovered full hits and wounds>>756073Your shot bounces off his scales, thick as iron.
>>756070>>756071>>756072>>756073"Shut up…" he growls as Norv taunts him. "Shut UP!!"
He shoots a claw out, breaking free from Rabi's mind control and shrugging off Marisol's backstab. He manages to grab Violet by the leg before she can strike, hoisting her into the air for a moment. He grins maliciously before thrashing her against the floor twice with a horrible crack, then hurling her across the deck. She hits the floor and doesn't move.
He roars and lashes out with his lightning arm at Norv!
[1d10+4] -1 from debuffs
Gawain flies towards him, aiming for the head with his zweihander!
[1d10+2]
Marisol tries to jump on his back, claws bared!
[1d10]
Roll #1 6 + 4 = 10 /
Roll #2 10 + 2 = 12 /
Roll #3 8 = 8 No.756075
>>756074The lightning bolt arcs from Norv to Rabi!
[1d10+3] -1
Roll #1 5 + 3 = 8 No.756076
>>756075It then jumps from Rabi to Silver!
[1d10+2]
Roll #1 5 + 2 = 7 No.756077
>>756076Then Silver to Aegis!
[1d10+1] -1
Roll #1 1 + 1 = 2 No.756078
>>756077It fizzles out before it can do so.
No.756079
>>756074Thanks to the help of her allies, Aegis manages a swift and inspiring recovery. She wipes away the tears as her coat shines again along with her shield. Wordlessly she focuses on a spell and spawns a set of magic orbs to fight
'1d10+2' homing magic
Roll #1 4 + 2 = 6 No.756080
>>756079'1d10' potent potion
Roll #1 9 = 9 No.756081
>>756074My whole body goes numb as he grabs Violet. A ring around my vision grows dark and hazy and I can feel my breath quicken. No. No, not again. Not after- She had a chance now. If ever there was a time for that boon I asked for, Discord… I grit my teeth and, unable to stop myself, roar as I sprint toward Lysander, embuing my jacket with summoning magic.
[1d10]Improvise. Summon 3 critters.
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.756082
>>756074The lightning arcs to me as it passes through Rabi and I make some effort to duck the spell as i close the gap, plunging both shivs into his exposed scales, hunting for a gap!
[1d10] Dodge
[1d10]
[1d10] Melee
Roll #1 3 = 3 /
Roll #2 1 = 1 /
Roll #3 9 = 9 No.756083
>>756074"Ghh- just do us a favor and keel over already!" He shouts, firing off a dull purple-colored bolt from his bow.
>Magic Bow (Silence): [1d10+2]Roll #1 1 + 2 = 3 No.756084
>>756079You manage to conjure two homing orbs to strike at Lysander.
>>756081Three rats appear at your side, running alongside you.
>>756079>>756081>>756082>>756083Norv, Rabi and Silver get struck by the chain lightning attack before they can pull off their attacks. Rabi manages to avoid getting hit dead on, but is still shocked by it, while Silver and Norv are sent flying backwards, lightning coursing through their bodies, rendering them paralyzed momentarily.
>Silver and Norv take 5 hits, helpless>Rabi takes 2 hits"Pathetic! As you deserve!" He rushes forward to finish off Norv with a single stomp, but gets knocked backwards by Gawain's mighty swing, striking him in the neck! He groans and puts his claw up to it, finding blood. It's a wound, but not a lethal one.
Before he can make his next move, Marisol pounces on him, sinking her claws into his back. He roars and stumbles about as she continues to attack him from behind, hackles bristling. It's enough to draw his attention for a moment!
No.756086
>>756084Lightning surges through my system as I'm sent flying back into part of the hoofrail, a white-hot pain that nearly leaves me unconscious.
I lean against the rail, regaining my breath as I try to get back onto my hooves.
[1d10] recover
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.756087
>>756084Still bleeding quite a lot, Aegis manages to fire off a barrage of ice at Lysander while his attention is drawn to her allies
'1d10' homing magic, ice
'1d10' homing magic, ice
While she does that, her hooves tremble as she uncorks the bottle of Aqua Vitae Norv gave her earlier
Roll #1 6 = 6 /
Roll #2 5 = 5 No.756088
>>756084"Try that again, I guess!" Rabi manages, flinging a bolt of fire at the dragon.
>Fire Bolt: [1d10+2] [1d10+2]Roll #1 10 + 2 = 12 /
Roll #2 10 + 2 = 12 No.756089
>>756084I twitch on the ground for a moment, but when I can move again I dig my claws into the deck, snarl, and try to pull myself to all fours. This can't happen. Not again. Please, not again.
[1d10]Recover
>Rat 1[3/3]>Rat 2[3/3]>Rat 3[3/3]The rats scamper across the deck, burying their sharp little claws into his legs in an attempt to climb him. One stops at his elbow, the second at his neck, and the last crawls all the way between his wings. At once, each opens their mouth and bites down, trying to gnaw and tear his scales away.
[1d10+1]DC-1
[1d10+1]DC-1
[1d10+1]DC-1
Roll #1 3 = 3 /
Roll #2 9 + 1 = 10 /
Roll #3 5 + 1 = 6 /
Roll #4 5 + 1 = 6 No.756090
>>756086You take a moment to catch your breath and clear your head before bouncing back into the thick of the fight!
>>756087Your mind clears and your wounds heal as you down the healing potion.
>recovered 1 woundYou fire off the ice missiles, but to little effect. He barely acknowledges the attack as he rampages across the deck.
>>756089You are too winded to get back up yet.
Your rats nibble and gnaw at him, but are mostly stopped by his scales. One manages to sink its teeth into him, but he growls and flicks it off like a pesky fly.
>>756088The fire bolt catches his attention, striking him in the chest and engulfing him in flame. He staggers slightly and turns to face you, flames flickering and licking at his torso. He lets out a low growl that turns into a soft laugh. "You're not very bright, are you?"
>>756089>>756088>>756087>>756086One of Lysander's claws shoots up, grabbing Marisol by the forearm. With a fluid motion, he wrenches her off his back and thrashes her on the floor, following up with a stomp. She wheezes and coughs up blood, lying in the rain, wounded but not dead yet. She fumbles with her coat, pulling out a small glass vial and drinking it with slight hesitation. You're not sure what she did, but hopefully it means something.
Aurora summons some Servitors to fight before flying over to Violet, who twitches almost imperceptibly. She starts casting healing spells to get her back in the fight!
Lysander looms over Rabi with a psychotic sneer. He emits a deep rumble, and his throat begins to glow like an ember. He suddenly leans forward, unhinging his jaw like a snake, belching a torrent of flame across the deck towards him!
Before he can react, Gawain rushes to the horse's aid, pushing him out of the way and hunkering down with his metal frame to block him from harm!
>Protect: automatic instant, recharge 2 after effect ends; Takes all damage for a target for 2 turns. Neither can be rendered helpless in that time, but the knight becomes helpless after the effect ends if they would have become helpless during Protect’s duration. No.756091
>>756090"Better than throwing lightning, right?" he says, chuckling nervously. He takes the chance Gawain offers him by blocking the worst of it, and fires a bolt of dark magic into his chest. "Something else, maybe!"
>Magic Bow (Dark): [1d10+2]Roll #1 10 + 2 = 12 No.756092
>>756090On the backline, Aegis makes good use of the opportunity her companions are giving her to pelter Lysander with Ice spells
'2d10' Magic bolt, ice
Roll #1 7, 5 = 12 No.756093
>>756090Back onto my hooves, I rush in to strike the distracted Lysander, Applying a coating of redwater to a shiv before stabbing into exposed flesh!
[1d10] Rupture
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.756094
>>756090I try to stand again, watching as almost nothing we do does anything against him. And even if we did, that rune would keep him alive, whatever it does. Not thinking it'll actually do anything, I have Rat 3 crawl around to his chest and gnaw at the outline of the rune. With mounting anger and dread, I try again to slowly pick myself up. The only thing that's even kind of worked is blowing him up, but this time I don't have any kind of failsafe. Something. There's no way there isn't something.
[1d10]Recover
[1d10+1]DC-1 Rat 1 joins rat 3 at his chest
[1d10+1]DC-1 Rat 3 chewing on rune
Rat 2 holds to the side for the moment.
Roll #1 9 = 9 /
Roll #2 9 + 1 = 10 /
Roll #3 8 + 1 = 9 No.756095
>>756091>>756092>>756093>>756094Rabi's dark magic bolt strikes him right in the chest, where the Severance rune is engraved. The bolt bursts violently and spreads across his body in corrosive tendril-like patterns before fading away. The rune glows from the impact, and he staggers from the blow. He shakes it off, though. "Hrgh. Pitiful. Haven't you guessed by now? Nothing you do can kill me!"
Aegis grazes his cheek with her shot, and his eye turns to her next, as the ice spreads then dissipates. He growls and takes a thundering step towards you, only to stumble as Silver soars up, slashing his neck wound and cutting deeper with a fluid motion. Norv gets up as his rats join the attack, gnawing away at Lysander's scales in a mad assault. He almost takes a knee, but manages to steady himself. He touches the wound, pulling away dark, almost black blood. "See? All that for nothing but a scratch!"
Aurora keeps healing Violet as she stirs, starting to get back up!
Gawain weathers the flame, and keeps protecting Rabi as he lashes out with a stab to Lysander's knee!
[1d10]
The Servitors rush forward to attack him!
[2d10]
Marisol gets back up, looking fit to keep fighting, despite her injuries.
Lysander's eye turns to Norv. Dark magic from Rabi's shot courses through his veins, but he is not downed so easily. "Still standing? Stupid pup! Don't you get it? You and all your friends are NOTHING to me! I'll rip all of you to shreds and erase you from history! I am a dragon! A god among mortals! And you are nothing but mud-born maggots!"
He lashes out at Norv with a kick, weakened by the dark magic inflicted on him. The rune carved on his scales glows with it…
[1d10] -4 hits dealt on this attack due to dark magic
As the thunderstorm continues to rage, he turns his gaze skyward, and thrusts his lightning claw to the skies as a beacon. A lightning bolt flashes, striking his energy limb. It begins to spark violently, empowered by the storm!
Roll #1 6 = 6 /
Roll #2 1, 4 = 5 /
Roll #3 3 = 3 No.756096
>>756095''Then we'll cut your damned head off, see if you can recover from that''
Everyone, you're listening? If we cannot kill him, then I will attempt to freeze him over completely. If we can keep him still that will buy time until we figure out a different planWith that, Aegis begins charging up her magic
'1d10' homing magic, ice
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.756097
>>756096'1d10' potent potion
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.756098
>>756095I laugh, quietly at first, but slowly building into a mad cackle. "No way! There's no way in heck it's that easy. This has to be a trick. You're dumb, Crylord Crysander, but there ain't no way you're that dumb." I half shrug as he moves in to attack me. "Still, I'd be petty dumb too if I didn't at least try."
Rat two scampers to rejoin the other two, focusing their attacks on his chest. Claws outstretched, I run and lunge at him, aiming both at the center of the rune.
[1d10+1]Rat 1
[1d10+1]Rat 2
[1d10+1]Rat 3
[1d10]Claws [sp]Burrowing[/sp]
Roll #1 6 + 1 = 7 /
Roll #2 3 + 1 = 4 /
Roll #3 9 + 1 = 10 /
Roll #4 3 = 3 No.756099
>>756095>>756096Perhaps the ship in the bottle would be enough to shatter his frozen form, then! We'll keep him off of you, AegisFlicking the remains of the redwater off the shiv, I apply the darker midnight oil for another run, continuing my momentum into a flyby strike for rat-exposed flesh!
>bounce[1d10] Sleeping Serum
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.756100
>>756095Rabi loads up his Splinterwood arrow and charges it with lightning before firing it first at Lysander.
>Splinterwood (Lightning): [1d10+2]Roll #1 7 + 2 = 9 No.756102
>>756096"Bigger than you have tried," he grins. You summon 6 orbs off homing magic to smite him.
>>756098You dodge his stomp and lunge at him, but he just backhands you with his spare claw. "Bad dog! You really don't want to do that. I thought you'd know your own tools when you see them!"
The rats lunge at him, digging into his scales. One of them bites into his neck; in a rage, he rips them all off, hurling them across the deck. They are not seriously wounded, save for one.
>Rat 3 takes 2 hits>>756099His eye turns to face you, and he shoots one claw out. "Not impressed!" He manages to grab your hoof and threaten to crush it, forcing you to let go of the shiv. It hits the railing and bounces off, tumbling into the frothing waters below.
He throws you like a doll; you only just manage to right yourself in midair.
>Silver takes 2 hits>>756100You blast him with a powerful shot of arcane magic. A blue and white comet bursts from your bow, slamming him in the chest and making him stumble backwards, momentarily disoriented.
>>756096>>756098>>756099>>756100Weakened by your consecutive attacks, he spits and flares out his wings, silhouetted by the erupting volcano in the distance. "Enough of this! DIE!!" He flies up before nosediving down, punching his lightning fist into the deck with an almighty blast!
>roll to dodge[4d10] Aurora, Marisol, Gawain, Violet
Roll #1 3, 3, 2, 1 = 9 No.756103
>>756102As Aegis sees Lysander fly up, her orbs begin spinning around her. She takes a careful aim and begins to fire, slowing down the diving dragon with a intense barrage of ice magic
'6d10' homing magic, ice
Roll #1 4, 4, 3, 4, 3, 4 = 22 No.756104
>>756102'1d10' dodge
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.756105
>>756102Dropping the shiv in pain, I haven't even a moment to mourn the loss before the air crackles with lightning. Recovering my flight, I send myself flying back with a heavy beat of my wings, trying to avoid the blast before fishing out My Tanto!
[1d10] Dodge
Roll #1 9 = 9 No.756106
>>756102"Ack!" he shouts, trying to dive out of the way.
>Dodge: [1d10]Roll #1 8 = 8 No.756107
>>756102I take a knee and swing my gun around as he takes to the air. The rats scramble to avoid the dive, but, taking a deep breath, I point it upwards and line up a shot with his chest.
[1d10+1]Rat 1 [3/3]
[1d10+1]Rat 2[1/3]
[1d10+1]Rat 3[3/3]
[1d10]Shot, improvise, cheap shot
Roll #1 2 + 1 = 3 /
Roll #2 6 + 1 = 7 /
Roll #3 2 + 1 = 3 /
Roll #4 6 = 6 No.756108
>>756103Some of your shots miss, while those that hit seem to have little effect, fizzling as they strike the lightning around him.
>>756105You manage to fly up and avoid the incoming lightning strike.
>>756106You scramble to higher ground to avoid the lightning.
>>756107One of your rats manages to scramble up the mast to safety.
You line up a shot and fire. You hit him, but miss your mark, just clipping his wing.
>>756107>>756106>>756105>>756104Lysander pummels your ship with a devastating blast of lightning. Those who don't manage to get to safety are exposed to it, getting hurled by the blast, electrocuted on the spot. You hear wood splintering, and the ship lurching.
Once the chaos subsides, you all begin to get your bearings. Rabi and Silver alone are unharmed by the blast; everyone else can hardly move from the monstrous blow Lysander dealt. Ears ring, vision blurs, and life ebbs.
>Aegis and Norv take 10 hits, helpless with 1 wound missingGawain is slumped in a corner, groaning, smoke coming from his metal armor. He struggles to move, but he's alive. Two of Norv's rats seem to have been vaporized instantly. Aurora conjured Servitors to protect herself and Violet at the last minute, but they are both still wounded, lying flat on their backs breathing raggedly. Marisol seems hurt, but miraculously, despite having been the closest to Lysander when he struck the deck, is doing well.
As you look around, you can see a yawning hole in the deck, going down several layers deep, and coming out the other side. He punched straight through the whole ship. The ship shudders and threatens to fall, until Aurora taps back in and tries her best to stabilize it. It's in no position to move much now; she starts taking it away from the volcano as best she can to land in the sea.
As for Lysander, you can hear him somewhere in the ship's bowels, rampaging and smashing through wood and metal. He seems to still be looking for the Egg, literally ripping the ship apart to find it.
Gawain and Marisol stir, getting back up with a groan. "Everyone still with us?" the latter calls, as they move to help the fallen.
[2d10] Norv, Aegis recover
Roll #1 3, 10 = 13 No.756109
>>756108"Is he… is he still alive? Damn. I've got no idea what we can even do to him now- any ideas, dear?"
>>756105 No.756110
>>756108I wince as I sit up, clutching at my stomach. "You really don't believe me, huh?" I call out. "Destroy as much'a the ship as you want. The. Egg. Is. Gone." I try to stand, reaching into my coat for the Haste wand.
[1d10]Recover
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.756111
>>756109>>756108Clearing the blast, I land back onto the deck, peering through the gaping hole left by Lysander.
"..I haven't the slightest. I had hoped Aegis could freeze him long enough to shatter his form with the bottled ship, But at this rate we'll need it just to escape.."
>>756110rushing over to help, I try to brace Norv to help him recover.
[1d10] Assist
"I don't suppose you have a bomb for
this problem, do you?" I ask, laughing nervously.
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.756112
>>756108Aegis is found lying on her side, her shield, now cracked, covering her previous shoulder wound, which no doubt saved her from a broken limb. From under it though, blood oozes out, coating the crystal mare's pale fur with red
As Gawain comes to the aid, Aegis motions for the High Aqua Vitae in her bag, weakly muttering for Gawain to help her drink it
No.756113
>>756108>Assist: Aurora [1d10]"C'mon now, get up. Lean on me."
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.756114
>>756110Your words fall on deaf ears. Marisol tries to help you up, but struggles to. "Come on, up. We need to finish… finish the mission…"
>>756112He nods, brow furrowed with concern, propping your head up with one arm as he helps you drink the potion with the other. Your strength slowly starts to come back, and you feel the aches and pains begin to wane and your injuries fade away into nothing. Before long, you feel recovered, though still a bit sore. "Can you stand?" he asks gently.
>Aegis is healed to full H/W>>756113At first she doesn't respond, but eventually, she struggles to right herself. She's hurt, having suffered a nasty looking burn across her left foreleg, limping up as she nods and mutters thanks. She is concentrating on keeping the ship aloft and fending off Lysander; you can hear him fighting Servitors somewhere in its bowels.
>>756113>>756112>>756111>>756110"We've thrown everything we've got at that bastard and he's barely flinched," Marisol curses as Aurora begins to cast healing spells.
[1d10] to Rabi
"What did he say before?" Gawain asks, looking toward Norv. "About that odd symbol he carries? That must be the key!"
"I have a bad feeling about it," says Marisol. "If Zunden or Dawn were here they'd know what to do about it… Wait. Where's Zunden?…"
"Safe," Aurora mutters, her eyes still closed as she works. "Dawn and I put all our strength together to seal her room off from harm. Only we can go in and out. Then Dawn went into her room, and never came out…"
"Regardless of bad feelings," Gawain presses, "if that rune is the key to defeating this monster, we have to do it. Come what may. Don't we?…"
Two Servitors get conjured to help Violet and Norv up.
[2d10]
Roll #1 1 = 1 /
Roll #2 6, 8 = 14 No.756115
>>756114Aurora's spell fails due to a lack of concentration caused by her multitasking, and her injuries.
No.756116
>>756114>>756115"Aurora! No, nonono. Focus on you first, please. I'll live."
No.756117
>>756114"Hmm.. Destroy the rune and potentially destroy Lysander! It
was the only thing that really sent him reeling, having it struck earlier."
"Once we have the others up, we can charge below deck to strike the rune. Trapped below, his size will make dodging our strikes nigh impossible."
No.756118
>>756114There is a couple sounds of loud popping as Aegis stands and stretches her neck ''I can, thank you
>>756114''I might be able to discern the secret of his rune, but I'll need to have good sight of him, and be close enough Aegis walks in the conversation, noticing the magical energies of Aurora's failed spell
'1d10' spellcatcher
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.756119
>>756118'1d10' potent potion
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.756120
>>756114I growl and jerk my arm away from her. "Only mission now is not dyin. A mission we'd be makin damn good progress on if we'd just kept movin." I try to stand on my own. "Only thing even comes to mind is what happened with Vi and with Etrigan." I rub the bridge of my nose, trying again to stand. "I was looking at runecrafting, but can't actually do anything. What the hell, Z? You picked a good time for a mental breakdown."
[1d10]recover
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.756121
>>756120I wave the haste wand.
[1d10]Swish and flick
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.756122
>>756116"So will I," she mutters. "It's not as bad as it looks…"
>>756117"It's a long shot," Marisol admits. "We don't even know what'll happen if we do. But I don't see what choice we had."
>>756118He pulls away as you get up on your own, looking slightly worried despite your recovery. You manage to copy the healing spell.
"What makes you so sure you can do it?" Aurora asks. "These rune things aren't like any magic you or me know how to use. I'm not even sure it's magic as we know it. This is something else…"
>>756120"If we'd left, he would have gotten away, and caused even more misery," Marisol retorts. "It doesn't matter if we die, as long as we can ensure he doesn't make it back to the mainland. We have to finish him here and now. Nothing else matters."
Aurora's eyes open as you insult Zunden, looking at you with a burning intensity. "Don't," she says quietly. "Don't you dare."
>>756121>>756119>>756117>>756116Norv's wand empowers everyone with unnatural energy and speed. Time seems to slow down for you all. A third of it burns away in the process, shortening it considerably.
>Haste: recharge 4 after effect ends, spell; For the next two turns, you and all allies can use a second normal action, excluding Haste.Aurora continues to heal people double time.
[1d10] Rabi
[1d10] Violet
Violet gets back up. She and Aegis seem to have been hurt the most, but she seems ready to keep fighting regardless. Trembling slightly, she sheathes her blades, catches her breath, and looks around. "So we have a plan."
"A portion of one," Marisol shrugs. "Some inkling of what we could try, going for that symbol on him, but we-"
"Good. Let's kill this son of a bitch."
Violet storms past all of you and down to the lower deck to find Lysander, silently fuming. Marisol and Aurora just stare in slight bewilderment. "Should we… go after her?" Gawain asks.
Roll #1 4 = 4 /
Roll #2 9 = 9 No.756123
>>756122"We've little choice, it seems. Either this works, or we'll crash and boil should the ship fail to fly.."
Resigning myself to fate, I follow Violet below, using the dark and noise below to hide my approach.
[1d10] Stealth
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.756124
>>756122''I'm not'' Aegis replies to Aurora ''But I'm desperate, so I will give it a try. I likely wont be able to use the rune in any form, but I might find a hint, and sometimes one small piece of knowledge is all it takes to win a battle''
With a heavy pained sigh, Aegis focuses inwards and spawns a set of icy orbs while simultaneously heaing Rabi
'1d10' homing magic, ice
'1d10' healing magic, ice. On Rabi
''And if that doesnt work, then I'll turn him into a ice statue, this time for sure. Then we'll shatter him into a thousand pieces, and then we'll see how good that rune will do him'' Aegis's face scrunches up a little, her usual calm, emotionless tone and gaze now showing a hint of disdain
Roll #1 8 = 8 /
Roll #2 4 = 4 No.756125
>>756122"W-Well, I can't see how bad I look, and I can see how bad you look. Focus on you, please."
>>756122He frowns a little, and looks to Gawain. "I… we might want to."
No.756126
>>756122"Or what?" I snap at Aurora. "You'll go catatonic too? This is, without exaggeration, the most important time to be in the fight. Compared to now before was easy, and when we need her most she just-" I snap my fingers. "I thought I was the coward of the group, but here I am on the front lines while she's moping. It's ridiculous." I shake my head. "Whatever. It doesn't matter. What matters is what we do now. And now we got a dragon to kill." I run below deck, taking one action to reload my rifle and one to summon more rats while the one still unvaporized sprints up my leg and to my shoulder.
[1d10]summon 2
[1d10]2 more rats
Roll #1 9 = 9 /
Roll #2 6 = 6 No.756128
>>756123You take up the rear and stay hidden to be able to ambush him.
>>756124She nods determinedly, unsheathing her sword as you conjure three more ice orbs that float behind you.
>>756126There's an uncomfortable silence as you insult both her and Zunden. You feel the others' eyes on you. You get the feeling it'll come back to bite you later.
You summon two more rats as you press forward.
>>756126>>756125>>756124>>756123As you go, Aurora channels her healing magic to keep you all in top shape. It seems to exhaust her, however, and the ship rocks and yaws ominously. "I… I don't know how much longer I can hold it…"
>everyone is healed back to fullYou go down the stairs and descend into the bowels of your ship, catching up with Violet. It's in worse condition than you've ever seen it before; Lysander's gone on a destructive warpath, smashing through anything he can find in a mad attempt to scour the ship for the Egg. Doors are ripped off their hinges, holes punched through walls, furniture strewn about and smashed to splinters. The dining table has been completely destroyed, and parts of the ship have started to cave in from his rampage. The only place left untouched are Dawn and Zunden's rooms, which are both sealed by some powerful magic. Here and there, holes can be seen punching all the way through to the outside, through which lightning flashes and rain torrents down. Every once in a while, you hear the quake of another volcanic throe, or the flash and rumble of the ongoing storm.
While you don't know where Lysander is, you can hear his voice echoing through the shattered halls. He's laughing; not mockingly, but humorlessly, a frail, creaking laugh of one pushed to his wits' end. It seems to come from all around you. Gawain keeps his sword unsheathed, gripping it white-knuckled, and Marisol keeps her pistol loaded and her blade by her side. Violet huddles close to the rest of the group, swords combined into a twinblade, keeping a weary eye out for any sign of him.
No.756148
>>756128"We won't be long. I promise." he says, helping Aurora to somewhere she can sit more easily, before joining the rest of the group.
Rabi has his rifle slung over his shoulder and his bow at the ready, creeping around the halls with the rest of the party as they try to find Lysander. "At the least, he sounds like he's not doing great himself. Not that I like the idea of a cornered dragon more than an uncaged one."
No.756149
>>756128Gripping my last shiv, I stick to the shadows as I creep through the remains of the ship, following the destruction to try and find our dragon.
[1d10] Perception
Roll #1 3 = 3 No.756150
>>756128I deadpan and shake my head. It doesn't matter, I remind myself. What matters is getting that damn dragon.
I click my tongue and my three rats scamper up beside me. Using my enhanced speed from the wand I dump two potions into one of my empty canisters and slip it back into my bandolier. After, I try to summon one more rat.
>1 3 dose Aqua Vite>1 1 dose High Aqua Vite>1 2 dose Stoneskin>1 lamp Oil>1 pyrefuel>1 empty [1d10]Improvise Summon rat
>>756125>>756124>>756123"So, the plan is?!" I shout to everyone. "Aegis gets a look at his chest and we go from there?"
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.756151
>>756128''If you see Lysander, let us know through the mental bond. I'll be there immediately'' Aegis tells Aurora before heading downstairs with the others
>>756150''Its more than just looking Master Norvegicus, but I dont expect you to understand. I will try to see what I can figure out of his rune, if anything, while I try to freeze his body over. He is still a dragon, so surely his body wont deal well with extreme cold''
'1d10' keeping watch for bastard dragons
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.756152
>>756150You conjure another rat.
>>756148>>756149>>756150>>756151Aurora stays behind in the mess hall. "I'll send help where I can, but it's taking everything I've got just to stop the ship from sinking. Good luck."
You progress, looking around for traces of Lysander. You can't seem to find him anywhere; you find all your rooms have been trashed, the worst hit ones being completely caved in by rubble. Debris falls every so often, blocking your path or almost crushing you.
"You've really gone and done it, haven't you."Lysander's voice echoes through the shattered halls. It seems to come from everywhere at once. He must have turned into a flock of birds. Following the trail of destruction keeps leading you further down, into the bowels of the Fortune.
"How did you do it, I wonder? To just make the Egg vanish like that. No one here could have done it…" No.756153
>>756150"Essentially, yes." You hear from the nearby gloom. "If its magic that holds him here, we'll need to dispel it."
>>756152As the sound of Lysanders voice drifts though the ship, I get into position from the dark, awaiting a potential ambush.
[1d10] Perception
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.756154
>>756152Aegis remains focused, ignoring Lysander's words as she presses on behind the others, watching for any possible birds scattered about the ship and other signs of the dragon
He might be watching us, be careful'1d10' keep an eye out?
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.756155
>>756152"I'm pretty sure I tried to tell you already and you threw a tantrum!" I shout out at him. "There's no way the egg has been your only focus this whole time. That'd be rich. To just invest so much time, money, energy, and probably more only to have some exterminator send it somewhere nobody has any hope of getting to it. Really must hurt your pride. Big bad dragon bested by a bunch of homeless drifters." I snort and break out into a fit of laughter. "I guess," I say, needing to pause for a breath. "I guess it just goes to show not to put all your baskets into one egg, huh, Crylord?"
I look around for Gawain, consider asking him, but just shrug, point my nozzle at him, and mist him with Stonefang. "Thank me later."
[1d10]Taunt him out
Roll #1 3 = 3 No.756156
>>756152"Well, magic. Maybe you're not looking for it right." he says, matter-of-factly.
>Perception: [1d10] (Trying to locate the source)Roll #1 6 = 6 No.756157
>>756155"Hm?" Gawain looks tense and haggard, but as you spray the Stonefang at him, he straightens up, looking even stronger than he usually does. "Ah. I feel reborn! Whatever you did, it certainly helped!"
>>756153>>756154>>756155>>756156As you continue to follow the destruction from his rampage, he keeps talking.
"So those nightmares… those visions… this is where it happens. And all because you decided to try and be clever about it. It's coming. It's real…"You reach the bottom level of the ship, the cargo hold. It seems to have been hit the hardest by him; holes have been ripped through the walls and the floor, wooden crates reduced to splinters and sawdust. Debris lingers in the air, coating you all in dust and grime. Above, there is a yawning hole straight through the ship, through which rain buckets down, soon drenching you all. There is another hole in the floorboards, breaking through to the ocean beneath your feet. You suddenly realize how boiling hot it is in here; a side effect of the ongoing volcanic eruption.
Violet, Gawain and Marisol peer through the gloom and ruin, trying to spot him. He speaks again.
"I suppose I should thank you. For telling me what you did."Out of the shadows, a flock of birds bursts out, rushing towards you at breakneck speed!
>roll to dodge No.756158
>>756157Aegis steps out of the way of the bird assault while holding up her shield
'1d10' dodge
She also pulls out the dream wine staff and brings out its effects
'1d10' dream wine
Roll #1 10 = 10 /
Roll #2 4 = 4 No.756159
>>756157"Well, you backed us into a corner. You and the O-Man. Whatever you're talking about is just as much your fault, so I guess whatever nightmares you're talking about is something you also get to be proud of! Congrats!"
I groan and adjust my mask, resisting the urge to pull it up to wipe the drool off of my face. "There's no way we can get some distance from the volcano, is there? Are we even able to move? Can someone ask Aurora for me?"
My attention snaps forward as the flock of birds swoops in and hit the deck, giving as wide a berth to the huge holes as I can.
[1d10]Dodge
[4d10+1]The first gets DC-1
Roll #1 1 = 1 /
Roll #2 3, 4, 8, 10 + 1 = 26 No.756160
>>756157The birds taking us by surprise, I roll away from the oncoming barrage of feathers, taking a swipe at a few birds in passing!
[1d10] Dodge
[1d10] melee, single
Roll #1 4 = 4 /
Roll #2 4 = 4 No.756161
>>756157Rabi knocks his Splinterwood arrow, charging it with dark energy and flinging it with a shout!
>Splinterwood Arrow (Dark): [1d10+2]Roll #1 10 + 2 = 12 No.756163
>>756160Your arm gets pecked and clawed, causing a deep gouge.
>Silver takes 2 hits>>756158You manage to block the attack with your shield.
>>756159Marisol shakes her head. "She can barely keep the ship together at this point, let alone get it to move. We're stuck here.
Two of your rats get clawed up, one rolling over, stunned from its injuries. The attack catches you off guard, and the back of your exposed head is clawed and pierced by beaks and talons. You are sent stumbling by the attack, and before you know it, you fall through the gaping hole, barely clinging on. The waves below roil, and you feel your legs start to heat up unbearably…
>Norv takes 5 hits, helpless>>756161You are attacked by the flock, but manage to loose an arrow, piercing through the mass of feathers.
>Rabi takes 3 hits>>756160>>756158>>756159>>756161The birds swoop past, congregating near the doorway. They merge together, and in a cloud of feathers, Lysander steps forth, looming over you, fangs bared, lightning claw clenched. He is breathing heavily from a black arrow in his shoulder courtesy of Rabi, which he wrenches out and throws aside. A flash from the skies illuminates the scene as rain buckets down.
"As I was saying. I should thank you. Because now, there's nothing to stop me from killing you."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vywmYlsGQBsGawain takes to the air, while Marisol pulls out her pistol and Violet dashes to the side with a twirl of her twinblade!
Weakened by the arrow, Lysander roars and thrusts his lightning arm forward, unleashing a torrent of lightning at Aegis!
[1d10+3]
Roll #1 4 + 3 = 7 No.756164
>>756163The bolt chains its attack, striking Rabi next!
[1d10+2]
Roll #1 7 + 2 = 9 No.756165
>>756164It bounces to Aegis next!
[1d10+1]
Roll #1 7 + 1 = 8 No.756166
>>756165Finally, it arcs towards Norv to knock him off into the water!
[1d10]
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.756167
>>756166It fizzles out just short of its mark.
No.756168
>>756163Rabi sets his bow aside for a moment, pulling his rifle up and focusing his magic into one of the cartridges.
>Surge Shot: [1d10+1]Roll #1 7 + 1 = 8 No.756169
>>756163As soon as Aegis sets her eyes on Lysander, she steps back, and waits for him to make a move, counterattacking with a barrage of ice magic, followed by a piercing spear of ice
'1d10+2' Homing magic, ice
'1d10+2' Homing magic, ice
'1d10+2' Homing magic, ice
'2d10+2' Magic bolt, ice
Roll #1 8 + 2 = 10 /
Roll #2 5 + 2 = 7 /
Roll #3 2 + 2 = 4 /
Roll #4 3, 6 + 2 = 11 No.756170
>>756163Master Gawain, go help Master Norvegicus, dont let him fall off the ship! Aegis commands the gryphon through the mental bond
No.756171
>>756169Moving at a hastened pace, Aegis tries to block off Lysander's lightning strikes with her shield!
'1d10+2' block
Roll #1 7 + 2 = 9 No.756172
>>756163missing my mark and having little beyond a gouged leg to show for it, I close the distance to Lysander, applying a coat of sightsbane before slashing for Lysander's eyes!
[1d10] Blind
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.756173
>>756163I howl as I tumble off the side of the ship, clinging to the splintered planks for dear life. As the lightning arcs toward me I'm sure I'm about to die for a third and likely final time. As it fizzles out, however, a wave of relief washes over me. This is it. All or nothing. My heart racing, I try to pull myself back onto the ship.
[1d10]
[0/3]
The rat's chest heaves as it tries to shake off the injury and get back into battle.
[1d10+1]
The last three rats charge Lysander, two scampering up his leg to his back. One tries to climb to the injury caused by Rabi's arrow.
[2d10]+1 Back rats gnawing[1/3]
[1d10+1]Front rat trying to chew into the wound, -1 DC.
Roll #1 6 = 6 /
Roll #2 4 + 1 = 5 /
Roll #3 1, 3 = 4 /
Roll #4 3 + 1 = 4 No.756174
>>756168The lightning hits you, causing minor wounds.
>Rabi takes 1 hit The recoil sends you staggering as you unload into Lysander, shooting him straight in the chest. The rune etched into his body flashes as scales fly, and he grunts and takes a knee to recover. He shakes his head and grunts as he gets back up.
>>756169You block the lightning bolt and respond with a barrage of ice missiles, pelting him again and again. One of them strikes him in the chest, causing further damage to the rune. He is knocked backwards, but gets back up.
>>756173You barely manage to haul yourself back on the deck, like a seal climbing onto a rock.
Lysander crushes a rat underfoot, and swats the other two off, causing them to go helpless.
>>756172You fly up and slash him across the face, blinding him momentarily with stinging poison. He snarls and swipes at you fruitlessly, his vision limited momentarily.
>>756173>>756172>>756171>>756168>Blinded and frozen: +2 to all rolls targeting him for 2 rdsLysander glances down through bloodshot eyes, seeing the damaged rune. He grins. "Either I die today or you do, but either way,
you're all going to burn. You have no idea what you're doing! Give me more!"
Seeing Norv back up, Lysander rushes forward on dragon wings, shattering the ice that encases him and cleaving through you with a single swipe of his lightning claw!
[1d10+2] Autocrit vs Norv, Aegis
Gawain charges in, aiming to hit him in the chest with his blade!
[1d10+2]
Violet lashes out with her twinblade from the shadows!
[1d10+1]
Marisol tries to shoot him in the eye!
[1d10]
Roll #1 9 + 2 = 11 /
Roll #2 10 + 2 = 12 /
Roll #3 9 + 1 = 10 /
Roll #4 6 = 6 No.756175
>>756174Aegis takes a moment to use her dream wine staff once again
'1d10' Dream Wine Staff
As Lysander flies in, Aegis, realizing its too late to dodge, opts to counter strike by puncturing Lysander with her shield, coated in ice
'1d10' Earthen Strike, ice
All the while attempting to discern anything from Lysander's rune magic
'1d10' Spellcatcher
Roll #1 1 = 1 /
Roll #2 3 = 3 /
Roll #3 1 = 1 No.756176
>>756174Magic Bow (Dark): [1d10+4]
Rabi aims for the lightning claw, trying to nail it with a bolt of dark magic.
Roll #1 3 + 4 = 7 No.756177
>>756174Hesitating at Lysander's seeming excitement at the idea of breaking the rune, I nonetheless rush the blinded dragon, swiping at the rune with my shiv while he's distracted!
>bounce[1d10+2] Melee, rune
Roll #1 8 + 2 = 10 No.756178
>>756174My breath catches in my throat as his lightning claw swipes at me, threatening to send me back down the hole. I dive to his back left, trying to put distance between both me and him and me and the hole.
[1d10+2]
All of the rats chitter and click in pain as they try to shake off the damage.
[4d10](All +1, first one DC-1]
Roll #1 1 + 2 = 3 /
Roll #2 8, 2, 8, 1 = 19 No.756179
>>756175You get slammed by his claw, throwing you off your feet. You can't move your body for a few seconds as you are paralyzed by the electric blast.
>Aegis takes 5 hits, helpless>>756176Your arrow hits his claw, the darkness from it seeping through the pulsing blue energy, tinting it blue-violet.
>>756178He crushes two of the rats instantly, while the other two get some bites on him, continuing to chip away at the rune. You go to dodge, but are obliterated by his claw. Your body is wracked by lightning and magical energies, sending you flying halfway across the cargo hold and slamming into a pile of debris.
>Norv takes 10 hits, helpless at 0/2>>756177As he dive bombs Norv and Aegis, you take the opportunity to stab him in the chest. Gawain and Violet follow up on this, almost completely erasing the rune. The tag team attack catches him off guard, and he barrels to the ground, widening the hole in the hold in the process.
>>756178>>756177>>756176>>756175Lysander looks around, his vision beginning to clear. In a fit of rage, he grabs the helpless Norv in one hand, lifting him up and shaking him like a doll. "Why do you keep trying?!" he demands, slowly tightening his grasp. "Insolent CUR! What makes you think you can do anything! You've come this far just to die here when you could have lived a full life anywhere else! Think, Dog! I could crush the life out of you right now, and there's NOTHING you or any of your pathetic mortal friends can do about it!"
A sharp, agonizing pain shoots up the Dog's chest as a rib gives way under Lysander's vice grip. Just as it seems like he's going to snuff him out for good, though, Marisol fires. It's not much, but enough to distract him and piss him off even more. He hurls Norv's body at her, pinning her under his weight before continuing his rampage.
Lysander fires a blast of lightning at the ceiling, causing more rubble to fall on all of you! His throat begins to glow red as he prepares to breathe hellfire…
>roll to dodge, instant>roll Perception as a free actionViolet tries to roll out of the way and slash him across the ankle!
[2d10] Dodge, attack
Gawain flies over to help Norv up!
[2d10] Gawain assist, Marisol recover
Roll #1 5, 2 = 7 /
Roll #2 1, 9 = 10 No.756180
>>756179Some of Aegis's vibrant colors fade as she struggles to stay up after Lysander's paralyzing attack, weakly trying to move out of the range of the dragon's breath attack while preparing another spell
'1d10-2' dodging
'1d10-2' homing magic, ice
'1d10-2' Perception
Roll #1 2 - 2 = 0 /
Roll #2 7 - 2 = 5 /
Roll #3 4 - 2 = 2 No.756181
>>756179>Dodge: [1d10]Seeing Aegis struggle to move, Rabi tries to come to her aid!
>Assist: [1d10]>Perception: [1d10]Roll #1 2 = 2 /
Roll #2 10 = 10 /
Roll #3 9 = 9 No.756182
>>756179Staying aloft after sending Lysander tumbling to the ground, I barely dodge out of the way as Norvy is sent hurtling into Marisol from the retaliation. with little time to react, i try to avoid the debris as I aim another strike towards his rune!
[1d10+2] Melee, single
[1d10] Dodge
[1d10] (free) perception
Roll #1 10 + 2 = 12 /
Roll #2 3 = 3 /
Roll #3 8 = 8 No.756183
>>756179I smile at Lysander, wincing at the pain. "Honestly? I keep trying because I love the look on your-" I howl in pain as a rib cracks, and I gag. My mouth feels wet, and my mask fills with the copper tang of blood. I fall limp as I slam into the wall, pain coursing through every inch of my body. This is how it happens, huh? Can't say I'm too surprised. If I could just- I try to lift my hand to grab on to my striker. Three grenades focused on his chest might just do it if I can make it over to him. Sling the belt over my shoulder with all three of them in a row and then give the bastard a nice big hug.
My hand falls, and I cough. My mask fills with more blood and I have to tear it off so I can actually breathe. I make a weak attempt to force myself to my knees. I do still have one big healing potion, if I could just- "Can someone-" I weakly say, hoping to catch anyone's attention. "Maybe point my nozzle at me and hit me with a spray from the third canister on my belt? Anyone?"
[1d10]Recover
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.756184
>>756183[1d10]Perception
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.756185
>>756180>>756181Rabi instinctively shoves Aegis out of the way of incoming rubble, taking a heavy blow to the head that momentarily knocks him out, barely staying conscious.
>Rabi takes 5 hits, helpless>>756182You take a blow to the wing from the falling rubble, but power through it and strike the rune once more. It's almost completely gone at this point; you can only see a faint outline where it was.
>>756183You manage to get back up on your own. Your request falls on deaf ears amidst the chaos.
>>756183>>756180>>756181>>756182As more rubble falls, and the hole open to the sky widens, you see something happening in the skies above. For a moment it takes you a moment to comprehend what you're seeing; it looks like the moon, but many, many times larger, encompassing the firmament. It's a celestial body unlike any you've seen before, painting the sea and the ruins of your ship in gentle light of a color you can't describe. There's a moment of silence as the storm all of a sudden just stops abruptly, as if suddenly erased.
Lysander and your companions all look skyward at the movement in the skies, staring up at the alien skiesabove with a sense of awe. Lysander looks stunned at the sight, then begins to faintly smile. "It's here. It's real. It's real…!" He seems to forget about killing you as he stares up blankly, enraptured with the planetary motion. Your companions stare in equal parts awe and bewilderment. Lysander starts to laugh softly again, this time not a laugh of despair, but of mad acceptance as more debris falls, and the light from the celestial body intensifies, bathing you in an ineffable glow. "It's real! It's happening!…"
>>756182>>756181As this plays out, you start to see something moving in the corners of the room; an oily vantablack substance pooling and seeping out at a slow but inexorable rate. He's coming. No.756186
>>756185Aegis nearly fails to stand as Rabi shoves her out of trouble. Facing the mad dragon, she raises her voice ''What did… What did you do Lysander?''
No.756187
>>756185>Arabian Endurance: automatic recovery"Ghh. Everyone, I think the Oneiromancer is here. We need t-… to…" He glances up into the sky, slumping on to his rear. "Is that… was it all for nothing?"
No.756188
>>756185"Alright, I'll just-" I groan as I pull myself up. Yep. Something is strained, sprained, or broken alright. "Damn dragon has completely lost it, huh? Kinda expected, I dunno… more noble of a fight for some reason?"
I feeze as the storm stops. I feel my stomach drop, and I look around. That really can't be good. "What now?" Not really sure what else to do, for now I switch my Stonefang canister for the four charge Aqua Vite one and try to summon a few more rats to replace the ones I lost, preparing as best as I can.
[1d10]Improvise, summon 3
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.756190
>>756185My will to attack withers away between spotting the cursed form of the Oniromancer bleeding into the ship and the moon's descent.
confronted by what can only be the end, I slump to the deck, splitting my attention between the pair as I chuckle mirthlessly.
"We were too late, then. And here I had thought we could finally finish this, perhaps even eke out a life in the echoes."
No.756191
>>756190You manage to summon a trio of powerful rats to your aid.
>>756190>>756187>>756186>>756188Gawain backs away fearfully. "I-I don't understand. What's happening?…"
"The Conjunction," Marisol says quietly.
Lysander stirs. "My doing?" he echoes Aegis. "…No… The visions… the reveries… It's all true!… I didn't do this! YOU did!"
The ship lurches and rocks, causing more debris to fall. The heat continues to rise, burning your feet.
I can't hold on any longer! Aurora warns you through your link.
Evacuate! Evacuate!As the black fluid continues to ooze from the corners of the room, the alien light floods the landscape, strobing and pulsing in blinding patterns. The celestial body seems to grow even larger; the shapes on its surface look like the normal patterns of a moon, but as it grows, they begin to coil and writhe. In the distance, you hear another explosion from the volcano.
Without warning, Lysander's lightning arm surges and unleashes a blast of energy! "WE'RE ALL GOING TO BURN!!"
>roll to dodge No.756192
[3d10] NPCs
Roll #1 5, 8, 5 = 18
No.756193
>>756191The call seems to snap Rabi back. "Evacuate! Right. Let's get everyone out, worry about the Oneiromancer and Lysander later! Get Zunden!"
>Dodge [1d10]Roll #1 3 = 3 No.756194
>>756191snapping to attention as more lightning coalesces around Lysander's claw, I leap away from the oncoming blast, falling back to make for the escape rafts.
[1d10] Dodge
Quickly, to the life rafts!"Quickly, to the life rafts!" I shout through the din and mentally call
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.756195
>>756191I clench my jaw. Conjunction? Why does that sound familiar? Before I get a chance, I notice his arm crackle, my eyes widen, and I hit the deck. "What's happening?! What are we going to do?! What
can we do?"
The rats dart toward Lysander, trying to distract him from everyone else.
[1d10]Dodge (Still have Brontide Amulet if it applies)
[3d10]+1, -1DC
Roll #1 4 = 4 /
Roll #2 6, 2, 5 = 13 No.756196
>>756191Aegis squints, trying to make sense of Lysander's babble, but soon enough, she finds other things to worry about. As Aurora's voice sounds through her mind, she gets up and running, getting away from the chaos and on to the life rafts
'1d10' dodge
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.756197
>>756194"Life rafts? We're abandonig ship?" I swallow. "I'm going to need someone to pick me up on deck."
No.756198
>>756196>>756193>>756194>>756195Aegis and Violet alone manage to avoid the blast; Norv is sent reeling from the electric explosion, while Gawain and Marisol take the hit but manage to stay standing. Rabi is knocked off his hooves, while Silver is thrown into the wall.
>Silver takes 5 hits, helpless>Norv takes 2 hits>Rabi takes 3 hitsThe ship continues to collapse as Lysander blasts the walls and roof. The stairway crumbles under falling debris, blocking your escape. You feel the Fortune lurch and begin to slowly sink into the boiling sea, while black shadows continue to seep from the cracks and corners. A dreadfully familiar figure begins to manifest, bubbling and coalescing. Lysander freezes. "No… Not by your hand. I'm beyond you!…"
His magic arm crackles and flares, losing its shape and reforming into a beam that blasts the Oneiromancer's inexorably forming silhouette. A manic grin plastered across his face, he cackles like a madman as he attacks the entity with everything he's got. Shadows bend and contort around it as he delays the inevitable. "I AM A GOD! AHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAAA!!"
Violet looks around in a panic as your escape route is blocked by the falling rubble. "Shit! What now!…" Marisol rushes to help Silver up as Violet and Gawain panickedly look for options.
No.756199
>>756198smashed against the wall, My head spins and ears ring as I try to make sense of the chaos around me.
[1d10] recover
I try to wave off Marisol as I weakly gesture to the rafts further down the hold with a wing.
"I-i'm fine, get to the rafts! I can still fly out!"
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.756200
>>756198>>756194"Silver! Stay with ne now, I've got you." Rabi says, stopping and pulling the mare back to her hooves.
>Recovery Aid [1d10]Roll #1 6 = 6 No.756201
[1d10]
Roll #1 8 = 8
No.756202
>>756198Trying her best to bear with the heat, Aegis makes way to the lifeboats
Master Gawain, Master Silver, if you can, find Zunden somewhere in the ship and get her out. I'll have the lifeboats ready nearbyOn the way she whips up a spell, just in case she'll need it in the near future
'1d10' homing magic, ice
Roll #1 9 = 9 No.756203
>>756202'1d10' potent potion
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.756204
>>756200>>756198With Rabi helping me up, I shout over the battle to Gawain.
"Gawain! whilst the others prep the raft, we must find Zunden and Dawn! Can we reach their room in time?"
No.756205
>>756198"Alright, well, there goes that idea…" The rats use his distraction with the Oneiromancer to gnaw at the Severance symbol while I take one more glance at the stairway, sigh, and try to get to the lifeboats while Lysander is distracted.
[3d10]+1, -1DC, Rats
Roll #1 5, 10, 3 = 18 No.756206
>>756199>>756200Rabi and Marisol help Silver back up. "You're not out yet. Go with Gawain. We need to find Zunden, and Dawn too if she survived. Aurora should be able to help."
I'm at the top now, Aurora confirms.
The seal's down, but I can't get to them. I'm stuck.>>756204>>756202"Right away!" Gawain nods in acknowledgement and takes off swiftly, soaring up through the hole in the roof to get to the outside.
>>756202>>756205You and Violet run over to the lifeboats, but most of them have been reduced to splinters. Only one remains, a small little dinghy with a captain's wheel at the front. It seems to be equipped with deployable sails like the Fortune itself, giving it flight capabilities, but can only hold up to 5 people. Violet does a quick head count; doesn't look like everyone will fit in the lifeboat.
>>756205The rats pounce at Lysander, momentarily distracting him. He bats them aside with his free hand, but the damage is done. His suppression of the Oneiromancer's power falters.
>>756205>>756200>>756202>>756204https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mzs9T1188wALysander continues to throw everything he's got at the Oneiromancer, but it isn't enough. The blackness overwhelms him; he struggles and rages, bursting into a flock of birds in a last ditch attempt, but it's no use. He rapidly sinks into the floor, consumed by the blackness.
Before you can dwell on this, the Oneiromancer's elk-like form appears in a swirl of darkness. He turns his gaze to you, then skyward, with vague curiosity at the alien moon above. You hear a sort of roar echo from the heavens, and a flash of green lightning streaks across it. As the light of the moon pours through the ceiling, you start to feel a tingling sensation, starting at your feet and quickly starting to crawl up your bodies. The black floor swirls, and you feel yourselves being slowly moved toward the black entity!
No.756207
>>756206''It will do. Now hurry up, dont worry about the head count, Master Gawain will carry me and fly after us if needed''
Aegis undoes the ropes and instructs Violet to pilot the lifeboat
No.756208
>>756206Back upright, I unfurl my wings and take to the air, escaping the black floor and following Gawain out through the hole!
>bounce No.756209
>>756206"On it! As soon as I can get away, at least!" Rabi says, picking himself up and trying to run for safety. He turns and fires a bolt of light at the black floor, trying to ward it back.
>Magick Bow (Light) [1d10+2]Roll #1 2 + 2 = 4 No.756210
>>756206I try to brace myself, considering figuring something else out rather than taking someone's spot on the lifeboat. As Aegis climbs in, I do a mental check on the number of fliers we have, and the inky black void beckons, however, I decide to just take the plunge and hop in, bracing myself with the dinghy. Sure it won't do anything, I reach into my coat and pull out one of my last grenades. If I can get it into the gundeck then maybe the explosion and gunpowder can chain to Big Momma. That's the best I can think of doing right now. Maybe it can at least buy us some time.
No.756211
>>756206"Why are you even here?!" I shout at the inky elk. "We don't have the egg! You should know that! And maybe a little grattitude for stalling Lysander so you could get yourself together or whatever?"
No.756212
>>756208You make it outside. The deck is a tangle of rubble, smashed to pieces by Lysander's ire. You can see the ship is tilted to one side, slowly sinking into the simmering sea. Gawain stands nearby, desperately trying to lift an enormous beam that's fallen, blocking the way down to the lower level. He turns around, breathing heavily, red in the face from the exertion. "Oh! Quickly, milady, I require assistance. We need to clear this before it's t-"
>>756209Your arrow is snuffed, its light consumed by the blackness.
>>756210>>756211Your words fall on deaf ears.
>>756210>>756209>>756208>>756207https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=El6bUVgLOrMBefore the Oneiromancer can ensnare you, the psychedelic moon flashes, and a blinding light engulfs you all. The Oneiromancer shrinks away from it, and your companions cower and avert their eyes. That tingling sensation turns into an unbearable burn from within, like your very souls are on fire.
An enormous shattering sound is heard from above, and you see cracks begin to spider across the surface of the celestial body, slowly splitting it into three pieces. As the burning intensifies, and the ship gives way and collapses into the sea, the formations on its surface continue to write, coalescing into three familiar shapes.
Union.
>1/2 No.756213
You're not sure how long it's been by the time you regain consciousness. One by one, you come to, tasting dirt and ash. You are caked in dust, grime, and blood. Whatever just happened, you aren't where you were before.
Looking up to the heavens, something is utterly wrong. The sky is blanketed in a layer of grey clouds, and an occasional streak of emerald lightning heralds a distant rumble. In lieu of a sun, three runes of Union now shine through the cloud layer.
The world has been altered. Irrevocably so. To what extent remains to be seen. But you are alive.
You look around. All your companions are here with you, in varying states of consciousness. Zunden is there, as is her pet, but Dawn is nowhere to be found. You are standing in an open field, with nary a spot of green to be found. This is a wasteland.
It takes you a moment to realize you are surrounded by wooden and metal debris. The remains of your ship.
Not far off, you see a slumped over figure, much larger than any of you, bearing tattered wings and a single arm. You're not sure if Lysander is still alive or not, but he doesn't look so good.
No.756214
>>756213"We're… alive? What happened to the sky- err… what's happening in the sky?" Rabi asks, shakily getting to his hooves and using the cantrip he was taught to clear him and the others of blood and grime- enough at least to check for injuries.
"Hold on… Lysander's here, too."
No.756215
>>756213Opening my eyes to the light, I give them a moment to adjust before lifting my head, then shifting upright, surveying the destruction around me.
"Goodness.. Where are we? Is everypony alright?" I call out to the others.
No.756216
>>756213>>756214''So he is'' Aegis says as she pats the dirt out of her clothes and nearly stomps her way to Lysander, conjuring a set of ice crystal orbs
''Explain what happened Lysander, now.'' She commands, threatening the dragon from behind with magic
'1d10' homing magic, ice
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.756217
>>756213I groan and peel my mask off, dropping it to the ground next to me. What- what just happened? Trying to rub the blurriness from my eyes, I take a look around, then up at the sky. Finally, at Lysander. Taking a deep breath, I shakily pull myself up and dust my jacket off. "First thing's first," I say, walking over to Lysander to check on him. On the way I unsling my rifle and aim it right at his head. Without looking up, I continue, "Is everyone alright?"
No.756218
>>756217"I believe so.. The way to Zunden was blocked, but at least she was teleported with us."
No.756219
>>756214Gawain pulls his face out of the dirt. "Mph… Are… are we dead?"
"Maybe we're going to wish we were," Violet groans as she sits up, trying unsuccessfully to wipe herself off.
"Gods. The swamp spirit warned us this would happen," Marisol mutters quietly. Out of everyone, she seems to be the most unharmed, despite taking a beating several times. It's as if she's invincible.
"So… what happens now?" Aurora asks, not leaving Zunden's side.
"First things first, answers," Violet demands, looking over as Aegis confronts Lysander.
Lysander slowly looks up. His magic arm has been completely obliterated, and his white scales are tarnished with ash. His right eye has been pierced by a chunk of debris, and blood pours from his mouth as he speaks. Much of his power is gone, but he's still clinging to life.
He just laughs in Aegis' face before breaking into a hacking cough, flecking blood on the mud. "…You… you tell me. Maybe ask that belligerent little… homunculus you keep around. He's got friends in… in high places…" He points an accusing claw at Norv.
"You killed Violet, and now you killed the world. Live with that, hero."
He snarls and lashes out at Aegis with his remaining claw all of a sudden!
[1d10+2]
Roll #1 2 + 2 = 4 No.756220
>>756219Aegis swiftly responds by swipping away his attack with her shield and freezing over his last claw
'1d10' homing magic, ice
'2d10' magic bolt, ice
''Dont. touch me'' she says, her voice much more stern than usual
''Now start making sense. Why did the Union rune appear on the moon? I'm sure you knew exactly what was going on, so start explaining yourself proper before I decide to freeze your forked tongue''
Roll #1 1 = 1 /
Roll #2 6, 6 = 12 No.756221
>>756220'1d10' potent potion, make him suffer
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.756222
>>756219"Well, you seemed fairly happy with what was going on- only makes sense to ask you." He suggests, shrugging a little bit. He scans the area around them, trying to spot any of that blackness that would signal the Oneiromancer.
>perception [1d10]"What… rune is that, anyways? Is that Union?"
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.756223
>>756219I flip my rifle and smash the butt into his face. "That doesn't actually explain anything. Stop being so damn cryptic, ya stupid, arrogant bastard. What was the alternative? Give
you the egg? Or the Oneiromancer? Maybe break it myself? I took a calculated gamble. The egg is gone.
You're obviously dealt with. He's still around, but he can't do anything but be spooky now. No more egg means no more Cuckoo. You're saying whatever is happening Discord is doing it, then?"
No.756224
>>756219only mildly concerned as the dying dragon swipes at Aegis and norv, I instead focus on our surroundings, shaking off the dust and taking flight, observing the local area from above.
>bounce[1d10] Perception
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.756225
>>756220You hop backward and hit him with a one-two combo of ice missiles. He recoils.
"If I knew, why would I tell you?" he retorts. "I'm already a corpse. You're stranded wherever…
this is. I thought you were a smart girl. You figure it out. I'm sure you'll come up with something."
>>756223He grunts as you hit him, sending some scales scattering. He just laughs at you, looking through you with his good eye. "Hah. You and your gambits. Think, Norv. Was there ever a scenario where you really won? Ask yourself, who's the only one who's actually come out on top, who's gained
anything from all this?…"
>>756220>>756223>>756222>>756224You notice his chest dripping with what you took as blood before, but you now see is shadows. Whatever corruption the Oneiromancer placed in him is slowly taking over, and spreading across his body. Doesn't look like he has much time left. He looks up at you all mockingly, his eye glazed over. "Do it already. Finish it. Isn't that what you've been waiting for?"
>>756222>>756224Apart from the above, there's no sign of the Oneiromancer. Looking around, the ruins of the Fortune stretch out for a good while, but the landscape is just barren, desolate waste. Far in the distance is what might be a settlement, but it's too far away to tell. Behind you is what looks like a burned forest.
You notice some movement in the sky above. Another streak of green lightning, followed by a swirl of rainbow magic, like the portals that deposit things from the outside world into the Echoes. Something falls from the sky unceremoniously, crash landing not far from your location.
No.756226
>>756225''You're right about one thing, I will figure it out, but you are not quite a corpse, not yet'' Aegis says as she covers her shield with a coat of ice and spikes before mercilessly bringing it down on Lysander
'1d10-2' earthen strike, ice
Roll #1 4 - 2 = 2 No.756227
>>756225The gravity of the situation hits me as I soar above the others. Whatever happened, Everything around us, if not the whole realm, is in ruin.
Already in the air and spotting the portal, I fly a little ways towards the object to get a closer look.
[1d10] Perception
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.756228
>>756225>>756227"Silver, dear? What was it? It looked like… one of the portals opened back up. Did someone drop out?"
No.756229
>>756228"It could be!" I shout down to Rabi from above.
"I'm going to move closer and take a look! If it
is somepony, they've worse luck than us arriving
now!"
No.756230
>>756229Rabi centers towards the new… Arrival, keeping the party in sight.
No.756231
>>756225"But why would he do this? This ain't interesting or chaotic. This is a wasteland. You can't get much more boring than that. Discord- He's somethin wild, but he ain't evil. Chaos. Randomness. Entropy. Stuff like that ain't evil. It's chaotic by nature, but it's indifferent. The ball don't care if it lands on red, black, or 0." But I guess Discord ain't the ball, either. He's the one who spins the wheel. I smooth my fur back and resling my rifle.
>>756226"Just- do what you gotta do. Keep some scales, some claw clippings, teeth, stuff like that for Silvy. Maybe even his tongue. No way they ain't real strong alchemy stuff."
I walk away from Lysander and begin to search the wreckage for anything we can salvage. Looks like pieces of the ship are everywhere, so not sure how much we'll actually be able to find, but it's worth a shot.
[1d10]
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.756233
>>756226"Why are you asking me?" he spits. "Ask him yourself. There's nothing left but cinders here. Maybe that's what it'll take for him to be king of the ashes."
Looks like everything's been obliterated. You find some scraps here, some metal shards there, the occasional remains of a book. At the most you manage to recover some money. You're not sure whose.
>+150 bitsSomething catches your eye amidst the shattered wreck. A brown hooded poncho. Dawn wore this all the time.
There's a folded note in one of its pockets. On it is written "To my friends".
>>756227>>756230Marisol accompanies you as you move over to it. It's landed at the bottom of a steep incline. A Union rune has been branded into the earth where it landed: a single, tiny red gem sits at the center. As you watch, black, ropy tendrils sprout from within it, rapidly expanding into a chaotic shape. It's a Prowler. It skitters away as quickly as it appeared, leaving nothing behind but the Union brand. "That's a new one," Marisol points out. "Usually things just fall, they don't leave a mark like that."
>>756226>>756227>>756228>>756231Aegis brings the shield down into his skull with a bloody crack. He slumps over onto his side, and as life ebbs, he gives you one last toothy grin.
"See you soon."
He lets out a rattling breath, and the light goes out in his remaining eye.
As he is finally still, the shadows on his chest begin to spread at a tenfold rate, engulfing him. The ground becomes tainted with blackness, and his corpse sinks into the ichorous earth. The Oneiromancer's darkness retreats, and nothing remains of the Skylord, save for a black stain.
No.756234
>>756233I pocket the bits. Well, at least it's a start I guess. Not too surprised everything is so scattered we can't really salvage too much.
I knit my brow as the cloak catches my eye. Slowly, I squat down, scoop up both it and the piece of paper, unfold the note, and read.
>>756230>>756229>>756226"Found something from Dawn," I go ahead and shout to everyone who can actually hear. "A note."
No.756235
>>756233"That is… weird. Maybe it's something like a merging that happened? That's all I could think of." He says, shrugging a little bit and frowning as he looks around "I wonder if she survived, too. I guess I'll know for sure next time I project."
>>756234"Wait- from Dawn? Read it."
No.756236
>>756233Aegis pries her shield off of Lysander's skull before the shadows begin taking over. ''
Goodbye forever'' She says with disdain
Wiping the blood out of her weapon, Aegis turns to Norv, listening in to his reading of Dawn's note
No.756237
>>756236>>756235I decide to read it out loud.
No.756238
>The Reader:
You sit in your room, consumed by thoughts of the grand cosmic event that is taking place. Ganzen curled around you like a python, you are only dimly aware of everything going on around you. Aurora enters your room several times, bringing food, water and comfort to the best of her abilities. Only after a particularly powerful explosion is she forced to depart. You see the storm outside begin to turn red as the volcano erupts. Voices buzz through your head like a swarm of locusts, vague, unformed thoughts fading in and out. Eventually, perhaps subconsciously, they subside as the rest of the party disembark, and there is nothing but a long, prolonged silence.
Eventually, the door opens again. As you sit, withdrawn into yourself, you sense Ganzen stirring. Someone else enters the room, and you hear words exchanged between her and Aurora before a spell is cast, seemingly sealing the door with a spell. It's Dawn.
She looks around, almost stumbling into you as she gets her bearings in the room. She regards you with a gentle expression, then sits down across from you in a meditative stance, bowing her head. Her horn starts to light up silver faintly as she starts casting a spell of some sort.
Will you speak?
Her voice drifts through your mind through the Union you invoked.
If not, I understand. I'll leave you be if you like. I rather enjoy the silence myself.
No.756239
>>756238Zunden stares blankly, shivering with her mind awash with plans for situations that no longer will happen and overthinking every possible ramification of Norv's allegiance to Discord. She firsts mistakes Dawn's voice for more of her worries, but it's relative softness compared to the buzzing of the rest pierces through when she mentions possibly leaving.
Zunden attempts to opens her mouth to speak, but her body to continues to shake and stay motionless, paralyzed in indecision and stress.
IhaveknowntheTowerwascomingIthoughtIwaspreparedwhydidwegiveitawayalltheplanswehadI am unwellHowlonghasNorvconspiredagainstusdotheothershavetheirownplansamIaloneIamaloneIcantmoveIcantthink..Zunden's voice barely makes it over her insecurities as she opens her mind to respond, unable to properly get ahold of her thoughts to filter the message from her line of thinking.
No.756240
>>756239Her soft smile fades slightly, and her horn flickers as she is suddenly invaded by the cascade of terrible thoughts rushing through your head. She goes to speak, but can't find the words at first, merely nodding. She seems to understand how you feel right now.
Yes, things are rather dire now, aren't they.There is a prolonged silence as she tries to find the right words. You hear cannons firing in the distance, and the roar of battle rages on. Dawn seems unfazed by the chaotic situation outside, continuing to lower her head as she continues to focus on her spell. She sends you thoughts while she does so.
Things haven't quite gone to plan, have they. I don't think any of us were quite prepared for today. But how can we be. Life is chaos by nature, is it not. I daresay the world you'll see tomorrow will be quite different to the one we've come to know. Just as the one we know today was not the one we knew yesterday. We cannot always be masters of our own destiny. Oftentimes, the path before us is twisted, tangled in vines of entropy. It's up to us to blaze the trail through it, make our own glorious purpose, and decide what to do with what we are given.She smiles.
I am not much of a wordsmith. Apologies. I won't pretend I'll be able to heal your soul. But I'll stay with you a while longer, for what little it may help. Everyone here is fighting for you, Zunden. It's a brighter world with people like you in it.Another prolonged silence. She offers you a smile as she continues to hone whatever spell she's casting. A Servitor manifests, carrying a tray with a kettle, two cups, a small wooden box of tiny bags, and some milk and honey. It sets them down on the table nearby, and Dawn gets up and makes her way over to it.
Tea? No.756241
>>756240Zunden does have at least some reactions, body flinching at cannon shots and the following of movement with her eyes.
IcantevenfollowmyownguidancedestructionbringsrenewalbutwhatifImdestroyedTaught the same things, overwhelmedwhatifIcantsavesomeoneagainImnotsavingthemnowwhatifIlosethemlikethetribewhatifitsmyfatetobealoneZunden's eyes move to the tea, but her mind keeps her body locked up in a self-hugging pose.
I'm sorry, I don't think I canIcantIcantIcantImstupidtothinkIcouldever-She winces as she tries to gain some control over filtering her insecurities from her telepathy, cutting it off short.
No.756242
>>756241"Ah. I'll drink for the two of us, then," she states plainly, out loud this time. She gets up and pours two cups of tea, leaving one next to you in case you change your mind and mixing a little honey into hers. She raises the cup to you silently, and takes a sip, almost immediately regretting it as she scalds herself a little, fanning her mouth with discomfort. "Mh. Hot."
She takes a seat, this time next to you. She waits for the tea to cool, pondering the thoughts she felt racing through your head.
"I was much the same, you know. After Carabas died." It's the first time she's ever really talked about it that you can recall. "It was like I was nothing without him. He was always my anchor, my corner to retreat to. It felt like part of me had been ripped away, and I needed it back…"
"I felt lost at sea. Useless. Alone. I couldn't even look you all in the eye. I tried to build a world in my mind where everything was perfect, to escape reality, to… to join him, again. It was like that for the longest time. More than anything, I wanted to hide in my shell, and abandon everyone here, and…" ."
She trails off, and laughs humorlessly. "Well. Grief is funny like that, isn't it. Every time you try to stand, it just knocks you down, like this wave that just washes over you. Over and over and over." She looks you in the eye. "You feel like you're broken. Like you're drowning."
"But then you start talking to others. Breaking out of the shell. Meeting people, sharing your thoughts, your soul… and it's not all sorrow anymore. Grief, fear, loneliness… it's all just part of who we are. It's all just love. Love persevering. There's so much more to us, more that we can feel, and take in, and give back."
"You've given so much to everyone here. Gods know you've done more work than any of us. It's time we started giving back. You, of all people, deserve happiness. You're not broken, Zunden. And you're not alone."
She gives you another warm smile, letting that thought linger for a moment.
No.756243
>>756242Zunden looks at Dawn's smile, teeth gritted as tears start to roll down her scaled cheeks.
BebetternowwhyarentyoulisteningjustdontbebrokenjustmovealreadyI understand, you all mean the world tfixyourselftheywilldieitwillbeyourfaultI wish it was easydisapointingherfailingthemfailingthemfai-Zunden winces again, trying to save Dawn the headache of hearing hers.
No.756244
>>756243She wraps her hoof around you comfortingly, pulling you in for a warm hug. "It's never easy, is it. Gods know I've wished it wasn't us that had to share this burden, but it is. Everything is going to work out. For all of us. And it's alright to feel overwhelmed." She stops talking for a bit and lets you get a word in, floating the tea she made over to you. "Drink. I insist."
No.756245
>>756244Zunden winces hard as she tries to pull her arm away from her body. She does succeeding in some extent, able to slowly start to reach out the floating cup. However, at the rate her hand is shaking intensely, she shys away again to protect herself from spilling and burning herself.
please can yoweakweakweakuselesscant-She winces, looking at the cup as tears continue to gently flow.
notsureifican She quickly messages out and clenches her eyes shut to try to curtail the unwanted slips.
No.756246
>>756245She lets go, standing by in case you hurt yourself. The tea is comforting in its own way, warmth rippling and soaking your body down to the tip of your tail. You feel a bit more energetic. "There's nothing a little tea can't fix, I say."
"Come on, stand up," Dawn urges. "You've been sitting like that for ages. It's not healthy. You should stretch." Ganzen watches you curiously, uncurling from around you. "Aurora's piloting, don't worry. She's handling it quite well."
No.756247
>>756246>>756245Correction:
Dawn nods, letting go and helping you drink with the aid of her telekinesis. The tea is comforting in its own way, warmth rippling and soaking your body down to the tip of your tail. You feel a bit more energetic. "There's nothing a little tea can't fix, I say."
"Come on, stand up," Dawn urges. "You've been sitting like that for ages. It's not healthy. You should stretch." Ganzen watches you curiously, uncurling from around you. "Aurora's piloting, don't worry. She's handling it quite well."
No.756248
>>756247Thankyou Zunden quickly responds telepathically, learning to control her responses in short bursts, her actual mental condition unknown to Dawn if improving.
Zunden attempts to stand, shakily, but her body is still too overwhelmed with stress and grief to commit to the action, quickly falling back to her seat. Her eye dart around for the Servitor.
ThinkIfeeblewea- Zunden winces,
Needmorehelp. She inhales and exhales slowly,
Leanonsomething No.756249
>>756248Dawn moves to your side, while the Servitor takes your staff from where it's leaning against the wall and passes it to you before joining her in helping you stand. "Easy," says Dawn gently. "A little bit at a time. Don't push yourself."
No.756250
>>756249Zunden pulls herself up slowly again, shaking and leaning on her staff heavily. She stands there, tears remaining on her cheeks but the flow stopped for now. She stands there shaking, not sure what to do now that she's up.
No.756251
>>756250Your body aches as you move for the first time in a while, but in a good way. The ship shakes again as Lysander's ship outside returns fire, but Aurora seems to be on top of things. "Here. Let's go stretch our legs," Dawn offers, lifting the enchantment on the door. "It's probably not a good idea to go outside until it's over, but we could go walk around the ship at least." Ganzen nudges you, looking for attention.
You notice that her horn hasn't stopped glowing since she entered. Looking around, you notice a quill and ink moving with the same silver glow. Looks like she's been penning a note the whole time she's been with you.
No.756252
>>756233Landing, I step towards the rune to examine it.
[1d10] Perception
"How peculiar.. You don't suppose the prowlers are linked with runes now, do you?"
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.756253
>>756251Zunden looks out of the door, but hesitates.
Lead? She asks shortly, hoping to follow the mare around the damaged ship.
Zunden looks over to the note, trying to make out anything written. With the advent of her realizing her shortsightedness with the usage of the magical glasses given by Aegis, as well as the unwiped tears left in her eyes, she can't really get a good read either way.
Her eyes then fall to Ganzen, who she can only look at sadly as she has nowhere near the energy to give the monster what they want.
No.756254
>>756253Ganzen seems offended, and keeps his distance after giving you a headbutt.
You can't make out anything on the note. Dawn finishes it and tucks it into her coat pocket. She smiles, but it's a slightly wistful one this time. "There's… something I have to do soon. Nothing to worry about."
She leads you outside. You feel a bit of strength returning as you walk; being locked up for so long has made you stiff and uncomfortable, but getting to move around some gives you a scantling of energy again. Everything is quiet for now. You hear the creaking of the ship and the rumble of the ongoing storm and volcanic eruption.
As the quiet comes, Dawn tilts her head slightly. She seems to be thinking to someone else. "…Well that's good. The party should be back soon. Aurora's moved us out of range of the fight for a while. Do you want to see her?"
No.756255
>>756254Don'twandisapointheryoureweaky Zunden winces. She slows her breath down,
DontwanttolookweakStill, she follows Dawn if she keeps moving.
No.756256
>>756255Dawn nods understandingly. "Alright then."
You take a walk around the ship. Dawn stays quiet; the only sound is the rumbling ambience from outside, and your own footsteps, and the clack of Ganzen's claws. It feels both serene and anticipatory. You do a whole loop around the ship, going through all the rooms you've come to be acquainted with; Aegis' chicken room, Silver's lab, the hold below, the mess hall, the kitchen, and finally, coming back to your room.
Dawn opens the door, bowing her head slightly. She seems to be communicating with someone again. You hear the cannons start to sound again, and the ship moves and shakes. Dawn takes a deep breath. "That's my queue," she smiles. "It's not going to be safe for a while. But it'll be over before you know it. Better you stay in your room while we handle this."
She pauses for a moment, trying to find the right words, but can't seem to find much more to say. "Zunden… Everything will be alright in the end. …You're going to do a great job."
No.756257
>>756256Zunden grits her teeth and closes her eyes as she tears start to fall again, leaning against the door frame as she slowly makes it back to her room.
Thankyou-
Seize your fate, make it yours. No.756260
>>756257"And you," she reciprocates. She stops again, as if wanting to say more, then turns away, pulling her hood about her. She leaves to her room, closing the door behind her. Ganzen coils about you comfortingly, resting his head on your lap.
>pausing No.756261
>>756252You hear faint whispering coming from the rune. There's something about it that's greatly comforting. It seems to fulfil something precious, deep within your soul, something essential. You can't help but feel drawn to it.
"I wouldn't touch that," Marisol warns, bringing you out of the brief reverie. "We don't know what that does yet. We don't even know where or when we are. Let's… let's just take this one step at a time."
>>756235She looks grim at the implication, and somewhat uncomfortable. You get the feeling she's keeping something to herself. "She survived," she asserts. "I can feel it. We'll bring her around before the end. She's hurting, but I know if we can just talk, I can bring her around…"
>>756236As the remains of Lysander vanish into the bubbling pit, you feel a sense of unease, more than vindictive triumph. Like this is just the start of something far, far larger.
No.756262
>>756234>>756235>>756236>>756252You read the letter.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KnrGMHhnqrwMy dear friends,If you are reading this, then I am gone, and you have survived. I do not know what the next day will bring for you, but I feel it's time to repay my debt.I brought you all into this, that day in Braildorn. The burden should never have been yours to bear, and it's out of sheer desperation that Etrigan, Carabas and I turned to you for help.Now we're at the precipice. The Egg is gone, and something far bigger than us all is looming. We have waged a terrible war, and Lysander holds all the cards. If not for what I must do, I fear no one will survive.Lysander is an old, old wound. He took everything I had and more. After Carabas died, I felt the light in my life go out. I was so broken. Wrapped in a cocoon of misery and loneliness. But through your kindness, you all helped me. You took me out of and helped me reconnect. To feel something again, even in the face of certain doom.You gave me so much, and I couldn't repay a single thing. Now, this is me making things right. For you, for myself, for everyone everywhere.No matter what you may have done to end up in this land, I believe you are all truly good at heart. Anyone can be a great person, if they love themselves and try to do better. This world is not a prison. It is a second chance. Keep fighting for it.And never forget: you are not alone. This group, this family, is unbreakable. You all have hearts of gold. Don't let anyone or anything take them from you.Well. It's time to go now. Don't cry for me, for I'll be whole again. Please, all of you, look after yourselves. Live your life as you see fit.What lies ahead, only you can see.Your friend forever, Dawn ChorusEnd of Part 2.
>everyone gains 2 Enlightenment Points No.756265
>Epilogue:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aLEb0PPsWWgSomewhere else…
The world shakes, and green lightning streaks the sky as the great celestial object in the sky begins to crack. With the sound of a thousand crumbling castles, it finally shatters, raining hellfire on the Echoes. Three great runes begin to appear through the writhing clouds, forming the dreaded symbol only a select few would know the meaning of.
Grosvenor watches from the window, arms folded, her feline face illuminated in shades of green and grey by the cosmic event unfolding. As she contemplates the apocalypse, the door opens, and her servant enters, bowing her head fearfully.
"Is it done?"
Elaina swallows and nods. "Lysander never suspected a thing, my lady. Th-the bombs were planted. Those drifters had… had plans of their own and saw to his demise. …I-I saw it all from the astral plane! If the explosion or the volcano didn't kill him, then the Oneiromancer will…"
Grosvenor nods, almost imperceptibly. "And you didn't kill your sister."
No response.
"And she must have taken the Tears by now. You disappoint me, Elaina."
Elaina's lip trembles, and she shrinks away from the motionless Felid. "P… please… don't…"
Grosvenor glances over her shoulder. "The world is changing, and you are a flaw. I should have fixed you long ago."
She makes a small gesture, and Elaina collapses, motionless. Grosvenor calls for guards, and two automatons enter. "Take her downstairs. I'll have to get my hands dirty before we put things into motion."
As they leave, she turns away from the window, moving towards a desk. She shifts aside a glass jar filled with green smoke, picking up a heavy, worn black book, and opens it to read as the world continues to crumble and shift outside.
The cover reads:
LIBER ANIMARUM No.756312
>The Dissident:
A month has passed since your ill fated journey south. Attacked by a ruthless crew of marauders while traveling to your destination, you were only just able to escape to dry land along with a handful of others; the rest were killed or taken prisoner in the chaos. After hitching a ride with a merchant caravan, you and the other survivors went your separate ways after arriving at the nearest settlement. From there, you have traveled on your own, taking odd jobs and traveling the Echoes mostly on your own. You have secured a modest amount of money to your name, but not much else.
>+400 bits
You're currently in an unnamed hamlet, where you've been helping the local huntsmen. It's been steady, well-paying work, but it's started to dry up, and you feel like it's time to move on to the next location. There are a few places you could look for transport:
The tavern is any seasoned adventurer's go-to place to look for rumors and work.
The huntsmen you've been working for have a small guild hall on the edge of town. They might be able to point you in the right direction.
Finally, there's a pair of fellow drifters that have set up a campsite just outside of the hamlet. You've seen them in passing but don't know much about them. They could have something for you.
No.756313
>>756312The tall, golden dragoness stands motionless in the midst of town. The patches of scales showing beneath her scrounged armor glimmer with sweat as she slowly drags the butt of her spear across the ground. Her trusty greatsword strapped across her back.
In her mind, she recalls her journey thus far. The exact details aren't what concerns her; names, faces, gods, monsters and places, save a few, are all blurred by time.
She recalls the one feeling in her heart now however. One of change and one of adventure. After a long contemplation, she puts her spear back onto its harness next to her blade and steps forward.
She approaches the group of vagabonds and greets them.
"
Niltse , friends. You are travelers as well, yes? I am Tlawīli. You are?" She says, giving a subtle head nod as she does, her royal mannerisms far reduced from time in the echoes.
No.756314
>>756313You approach the drifters' camp. It's noticeably colder in these lands, with a bitter bite to the wind. You see them putting out the remains of a fire, dismantling tents, and generally getting ready to leave. There's two of them: a large, burly Dog with a mace, clad in knight's armor from head to toe, and a smaller, graying Dog wearing robes over chainmail.
They look up as you approach, a bit wary, but they seem to acknowledge you don't mean any harm. "That we are," says the older Dog, returning the nod. "Name's Rourke of Ovail, that's my niece Liliane." The armored Dog raises an ironclad paw in greeting before continuing to pack up the camp site with a soft clink and rattle.
"What can we do for you, stranger?" Rourke asks as he continues to go about his business.
No.756315
>>756314She nods, saying their names in return. "Rourke. Liliane." As she speaks she tries to help in the packing of camp.
"I.. ah, We all are in a strange state of being now. I endure it by keeping my…" She delays, stuck on a word. "… relat- relationships brief. I cannot stay here. If you would let me, I would like to join you on your travels."
No.756316
>>756315They're a bit taken aback as you offer to help them and insert yourself into their affairs, but accept the help packing up. "Oh, thank you," says Liliane. She sounds much younger than you'd think from someone of her size. Or assumed size, at least. You can't see her face under the helmet, but with the armor she's almost as tall as you are.
Rourke frowns and thinks. "Hm. Well, you should know we're on a mission of our own. We're going to be stopping at the next town over, but it's up to you if you want to come with us after. We're treasure hunters, see."
"It's awfully dangerous where we're going," Liliane chimes in as she hoists a remarkably heavy backpack without much trouble. "But if you're looking for money or adventure, you're in the right place. We're going to the Forests of Silence." You've heard the name before, but you don't know much about the place apart from that.
"I'm working on a map, see," Rourke elaborates. "And it's mostly uncharted territory. With the towers that have popped up in those woods, we're going to be the first ones to scout it out. I'm sure there'll be plenty to go around if you come with us. How's about it?"
No.756317
>>756316"
No Pakilistli, Lilane. My pleasure." She says, impressed with her feat of strength.
She laughs at Lilianes comment of danger. "I can assure you. I have been seeing worse. Here and… before.. here." She says, a bit awkward with the mention of reality.
"Please. Allow me to travel with you. It would help both of us." She says, bowing her head in respect again.
No.756318
>>756317"Well, that's the thing, isn't it," says Rourke. "This place only appeared recently. We don't know what we're getting into."
"More reason to let her come along, uncle," Liliane points out as the last of the supplies get put away.
"Hm. True, true. Gonna need all the help we can get. Alright," he says to you, "you've got a deal. We're going to the village of Queen's Passage, five days from here. From there it's a straight shot to the Forests. It'll be your choice if you come with us from there or not."
Liliane rummages through her things, reaching into a small cloth bag. From there, she pulls out an entire wooden ladder from the impossibly small space, hobbling over to the stream and letting it fall down across the stones to act as a makeshift bridge. She starts heading across carefully, with Rourke soon following suit. "Let's get a move on!" she says cheerily.
No.756319
>>756318"Thank you, friends." The dragon says, happily picking up a bag to carry and following along. She crawls along the bridge instead of flying across the river.
"It is fun to try things without wings sometimes" She says, carefully balancing with her wings outstretched. "Flying ropes across streams and valleys is one benefit of draconian physique, but it gets tiring." She boasts, proud of both her ability and her vocabulary use.
"I do apologize if I do not understand you or you do not understand myself sometimes. I have spoken your language for decades now but my mother tongue is not very forgiving in comparison." She says eloquently, as if rehearsed many times.
Crossing the River [1d10]
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.756320
>>756319Liliane puts the ladder away again after you finish crossing. It's a bit unstable, but you manage to get across without dunking yourself at least. "It must be nice to have them," she remarks as you continue onwards. "Wings, that is. It's like you can go anywhere you want.
"Eh, don't worry about the language barrier," Rourke says encouragingly. "We can understand you just fine. Where'd you say you were from?"
No.756321
>>756320"Flight is no easy thing. I took many years to learn to fly properly. Tutelage in such was only for royals and warriors, but many learn the art of aerials on their own." She says as she performs a few wing stretches.
"Ah. Good." She replies to Rourke with a smile. "I am from a hole in the sky." She says flatly. "Before here however I was the lastborn princess of the kingdoms of Trakali in the Tratakt forest. Not many have heard of my homeland and less my kingdom. It is an Age long forgotten."
She sighs after this, her demeanor less rehearsed and more genuine.
"I have been told Trakali did not last much longer after I was sent here…" She attempts to continue but closes her eyes and shakes her head in emotional frustration.
"No, no. That is no matter. When and where are you from?" She smiles.
No.756322
>>756321Rourke listens, focusing on leading the way. "Trakali, eh. Never heard of it, I'm afraid. But I'm not surprised. Time being what it is here and all. People and things from all over time just tend to end up here. But you already know that I'm guessin'."
"We're from Ovail," he answers. You recall him mentioning it when he introduced himself. Must be a custom. "South of here, across the Bay of Ghosts. It's not too different from here. Much more settled though. Got proper cities and everything. My grandfather was from outside, but we were all born here. Lots of folks are. Feels like we get less and less new arrivals these days…"
Liliane listens interestedly, nodding as you speak. She's silent for a moment as she processes this. "…How does it work?" she blurts out all of a sudden. "I mean, for someone of your size. Isn't it… you know… hard to get off the ground? …That came out wrong, but you know what I mean. Right?"
"Maybe it's magic," Rourke comments. "Dragons are all magic from what I've heard."
"Ooh, is it?" Liliane asks, seeming fascinated all of a sudden. "Is your flight powered by spells? Or miracles?"
Your conversation continues as you march on. The surrounding landscape is verdant bushland, with tall, pale trees and tangled undergrowth. You seem to be following a trail blazed by travelers before you, as the path ahead consists of dirt and trampled greenery. Rourke stays in the front, refraining from too much conversation for now. He seems to be concentrating on forging the path ahead. It suddenly strikes you that despite having an overarching destination, you have no idea where you're actually going right now.
No.756323
>>756322She giggles as she responds to Lilane. "Ha. Ha. It is not magic, Lilane. Flight takes years of training for dragons of my time. Pegasi and Griffons naturally soar but dragons have had to learn and relearn it over history." She naturally continues, glad to speak on her histories. "Cousins of my
Astli my breed, the
Tehtle lived at the base of Valakut volcano for centuries, never flying due to ash and dust. Eventually they lost the skin of their wings and the points evolved into sharp weapons for hunting and sprinting across the wastes." She stops, realizing how long she has been speaking.
"Ah! I did not mean to lecture you with such. I apologize." She carefully follows along, keeping an eye on the surrounding scenery and her allies as she remains ever watchful.
"I do know some of what you would now call magic. Some from my homeland, some from myself, some from a witch and her wolves. Would you like to see?" She says, a glimmer in her eyes.
No.756324
>>756323Liliane doesn't seem to understand everything you just explained, but nods understandingly. She seems very excited at the notion of showing off magic, however. "I'd love to see it! I always wanted to learn, but I never managed anything, even with outside help."
Your progress comes to a halt all of a sudden as Rourke holds up one gloved paw. "Hold on. Somethin's been through here. Terrain's all different. Gimme a bit to…" he trails off and starts rummaging through his many satchels. He eventually pulls up a map and starts poring over it, mumbling indistinctly. This seems to be routine, as Liliane sits somewhere nearby and waits patiently for him to pick up the trail again.
No.756325
>>756324The dragoness carefully outstretches her palm, glowing with white-gold light. "This may feel strange." Se
He places her limb onto Lilane, carefully monitoring her reaction.
Inure Lilane (Light) [1d10]
Overhealing [1d10]
Roll #1 1 = 1 /
Roll #2 2 = 2 No.756327
>>756325A pair of curious eyes peer out from behind her iron helmet. "Er, I'm… not feeling anything. Maybe I'm just immune to magic. Sorry."
"Shh!"
Rourke's ears have pricked up all of a sudden. "There's someone over there," he hisses, staring out into the wilderness. You can't see anything, but it's clear he's an old hand at this. "Stay sharp and get off the road." Liliane follows his lead, looking around quickly before sliding into a nearby ditch, bringing down some branches and saplings to cover herself up. "You too, dragon," Rourke orders before slinking away himself, melting into the bushes.
No.756328
>>756327Sunbeam slides down into her own spot in the ditch, keeping her wings in and head down.
"Stealth is not where I excel. Protecting you however…" She says, one claw on the handle of her greatsword and the other on her spear as she carefully surveys the landscape for threats.
Hiding [1d10]
Searching [1d10]
Roll #1 9 = 9 /
Roll #2 5 = 5 No.756329
>>756328You slide down and take cover under a log near Liliane. You notice she doesn't carry a weapon. "I can take care of myself," she answers confidently.
You don't have to look for long; eventually, a group of raggedy, wild-looking wretches emerge from the shadows. There are four of them, all having a glazed, mad look in their eye, staring blankly ahead of them. They are all dressed in black, as if marking them as part of a group.
They sweep the area, eerily silent the whole time, never speaking a word to one another yet somehow being strangely coordinated. You notice that most of them carry magical talismans, staffs and other such catalysts for casting spells. Whoever they are, they are almost certainly up to no good.
One of them approaches, a thin, malnourished looking griffon. He pokes his head over the log where you're hiding, failing to notice you, but spotting a glint of steel from Liliane's hiding place. He retreats, and before you know it, all five of them are heading in your direction. Liliane shares a furtive glance with you, steeling herself for imminent combat.
No.756330
>>756329"I have you." The dragoness says, rising from her hiding spot as she bears her blade, lifting it over her head and then a wide arc in front of her.
She rises to her full height, the blunted tip of her sword to the ground at an angle and opens her maw with blinding light to all the evil creatures. Her jaw contorts as it emits the burning rays, making only one word. "AWAY!"
Watchful Eye (Lilane) [1d10]
Dragon Breath (Light) [5d10]
Roll #1 5 = 5 /
Roll #2 4, 6, 4, 10, 8 = 32 No.756390
>>756330You rise out of your hiding spot and unleash a torrent of light on the silent cultists. They cower before it, flinching at your beam of radiance. One of them is brought to her knees by it, dropping her talisman and clutching her head.
She tries to recover from it, aided by one of her brethren!
[2d10]
Two of them brandish their staffs, casting twin spears of arcane energy at you!
[2d10]
The third, the griffon you saw before, flies up and performs a mystical gesture. His amulet starts glowing, imbuing his allies with magical power!
Liliane jumps out of her hiding spot, ready to throw down. She starts gearing up to charge one of the cultists head on!
Rourke emerges from the bushes wielding a sword, lunging at one of the cultists firing at you!
[1d10]
Roll #1 7, 2 = 9 /
Roll #2 5, 9 = 14 /
Roll #3 4 = 4 No.756391
>>756390Tlawīli breathes heavy, the strange sensation in her maw melding with her exhaustion. She grits her teeth and launches upward. Her spear faced tip up aiming towards the flying griffons wing.
Spear the Griffon [1d10]
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.756392
>>756391You surge upwards and plunge your spear into the griffon's wing. He grunts in pain and spirals to the ground, crash landing spectacularly, his amulet's glow fading. Looks like the blow was enough to take him out of the fight for good.
>4 cultists remain You are struck in the back by a magical spear, dissipating and bursting on impact with a loud hissing sound. You stumble and nearly fall; the pain seems to seep through your bones and into your very soul.
>Tlawili takes 4 hitsAs the previously injured cultist recovers with help, Liliane rushes towards the one that helped her with a mighty blow to his jaw!
[1d10+2]
[1d10] vs Liliane
Rourke gets knocked to the ground as the cultist he attacked instinctively conjures a magical blast. He quickly gets up, gritting his teeth to engage in combat with his opponent!
[2d10] Rourke vs Cultist
One of the cultists holds his staff high, its head beginning to glow with magical energy as it charges up!
The other starts conjuring a fireball and unleashes it at you!
[1d10]
Roll #1 8 + 2 = 10 /
Roll #2 7 = 7 /
Roll #3 3, 4 = 7 /
Roll #4 5 = 5 No.756393
>>756392Tlawīli grunts as the spear hits her. She tries to cushion her fall with her wing but the burning pain causes her to land awkwardly and just cause more damage.
Axax! She curses. "I can handle the ones charging spells. We cannot let them show us what they do." She says with resolve, charging the cultist with the staff with her greatsword, ready to slice them in twain.
Attack Cultist [1d10]
Roll #1 9 = 9 No.756394
>>756393You rush forward with your good wing, cutting your enemy's staff in two and slashing him across the torso. There is a spectacular fiery blue explosion as the staff is broken, searing the nearby foliage as your opponent is slain.
>3 cultists remainLiliane grunts in acknowledgement as she charges her enemy. She takes a blast of magical energy, but shrugs it off. With a battle cry, she throws herself at his legs, hoisting him above her head with ease before falling backwards with a crushing suplex.
>2 cultists remainRourke manages to dodge the incoming blast. His swing is blocked by a hastily conjured magical weapon from the cultist, a sparking blade flickering blue and purple.
Seeing her opponents fall one after another, the remaining cultist seems to issue a wordless order to retreat to the one fighting Rourke. They both begin to glow with orange sparks as whirlpools of magic start opening at their feet. The one not currently fighting seems to be channeling the spell through her unicorn horn!
The other cultist keeps Rourke busy in the meantime as the two clash blades!
[2d10]
Roll #1 5, 10 = 15 No.756395
>>756394The dragon stops for a moment after Lilane's spectacle. She stands dumbfounded, confused, and the slightest bit aroused. This all peaks into a small "Oh."
Interrupting her gawking the flash from the magical staff catches her eyes. The dragon bellows in intimidation.
"Enough of your witchcraft!" She swings her blade once more at the staff of the unicorn, aiming to break her horn and skull.
Attack Unicorn [1d10]
Roll #1 9 = 9 No.756396
>>756395You shatter her horn with a powerful blow, sending her flying and slamming into a tree. Meanwhile, Rourke blocks the cultist's swing and parries him with a powerful stab in the chest.
As combat concludes, your companions join you. "Well fought, stranger," Rourke nods as he sheathes his sword. "You made short work of them."
"Who were these guys?" Liliane wonders, looking a bit shaken by the encounter.
"Madmen. Bandits. Slaves to some greater will. Doesn't matter. We're still standing. Let's hope that was the last of them." He takes a moment to start tending to his injuries, while Liliane keeps a lookout, trying not to focus on the dead.
No.756397
>>756396She solemnly wipes the blood and dirt off of herself, her spear and her blade, then sheathes them both.
"I do mean to gloat, but I have seen far, far worse. Undead dragons and grand warlords." She turns to Lilane, still impressed with her spectacle earlier. "They bore significant magics. I doubt they are common chaff. But who would want to attack all three of us?"
After a moment, she notices Rourke treating himself. "Do you need help, friend?"
No.756398
>>756397"We've seen worse here as well," Rourke nods. "These are just crazed louts looking to kill for money and supplies. Best not to dwell on it."
Liliane nods. She seems to want to know more about your adventures, but doesn't seem to know how to ask.
Rourke looks up with a slight wince. "Unless you've got some of that Lifewater in your pockets, I think I've done about all I can." You've heard of Lifewater before; also known as Aqua Vitae, it's a common brew among adventurers with rapid regenerative properties. Basically, a healing potion.
As Liliane keeps watch, she suddenly barrels into you, hurling you to the ground. Moments later, you see why; another magical spear skewers straight through a tree trunk before dissipating, leaving a smoldering hole. "More of them!" Rourke growls in warning, getting up with a slight grunt of pain and looking around. There's no sign of them; these reinforcements seem to be opting for a stealthier approach.
>roll Perception No.756399
>>756398"Cowards. They are hiding."
The dragoness keeps her wits about her and carefully surveys the landscape, keeping an eye on her companions as well.
[1d10] Perception
Roll #1 8 = 8 No.756532
>>756399Liliane rushes to her uncle's side, and they stand back to back as they join you in surveying the landscape. There is a long, unbearable silence as you steel yourself for combat. Nothing seems to be coming for the longest time.
Suddenly, you feel something almost imperceptible; a soft breath on the back of your neck. Wheeling around, you see wisps of purple magic emanating seemingly from the sapling behind you. You find yourself enclosed in a magic circle of the same colour, flashing brilliant violet hues as energy begins to surge upwards from it!
Rourke and Liliane suffer the same fate, drawing their weapons and looking about in a panic trying to find their enemies!
No.756533
>>756532She quickly brings her claw to her shoulder, trying to swat the magic away as you would an annoying bug. After stumbling in shock she flies up to get away from the circle forming around her.
"Show yourselves!" She shouts from her elevation, her sword pointed downward menacingly.
She takes the moment to brace herself for the lingering effects of the magic.
Inure (Dark) [1d10]
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.756534
>>756533Overhealing [1d10]
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.756535
>>756533You take a moment to protect yourself from the hex. As the magic flares up around you, you feel a wave of crippling despair wash over you, almost bringing you to the ground and sapping your life force. Your counterspell protects you, however, and the magic fades without harming you outright.
Your companions are not so lucky. You see them both get rendered utterly helpless by the trapping hex. Rourke's sword falls to the ground as he sinks to his knees with a soft groan, while Liliane's armor clatters loudly as she collapses, losing consciousness on the spot. From the bushes, you see dark chains of black magic emerge, wrapping around them and starting to drag them away!
Before you can react, you hear the crackling of lightning as a spell is cast from behind you once again, this time a blazing blue fireball hurtling right at you!
[1d10+2] [1d10+2] Magic Bolt
Roll #1 3 + 2 = 5 /
Roll #2 5 + 2 = 7 No.756536
>>756535Tlawīli takes the brunt of the fireball directly, raising her forearm to shield her face. As the flames dissipate around her she flicks whats left of the spell off.
She begins towards the source of the magic but stops when she notices her friends being pulled away. She dashes to them and starts trying to help Liliane up and out of the spectral chains.
Help Liliane [1d10]
Roll #1 9 = 9 No.756537
>>756536You go to try and help them, only to get knocked off your feet by the magic fireball, landing flat on your back, the breath knocked out of you. Out of the corner of your eye, you see your attacker reveal themself; the sapling ripples with a soft golden light, and a slender saurian as tall as you are steps out from the illusion. He resembles a basilisk lizard, with glowing bracelets on his wrists and ankles, and a tattered white coat over green scales. A long, damaged fin runs down his head and back.
Out of the corner of your eye, you see three more step out from similar illusions as they begin to cast a spell together. A silver ripple begins to appear in the air as a portal begins to open!
The lizard facing you looks down, seemingly having a moment of recognition as he locks eyes with you. He flexes his fingers before closing his fist, sparking with lightning. He brings it down in your direction as he summons a lightning bolt to strike you down!
>roll to dodge, instant action No.756538
>>756537The dragoness tumbles down after the fireball, trying her best to rise to her feet when she locks eyes with the saurian. She is strangely enraptured for a moment, as if gazing into a dark abyss.
She opens her mouth to speak just before he manages to cast at her. She rolls over Liliane and away from the bolt, trying to dodge it and shield Liliane from it.
While she has her claws on her, Sunbeam attempts to Inure her from further damage.
Dodgeroll [1d10]
Inure (Dark) [1d10]
Roll #1 9 = 9 /
Roll #2 2 = 2 No.756539
>>756538Recover from Helplessness [1d10]
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.756540
>>756538You manage to roll out of the way at the last second. Rourke and Liliane are not so lucky, getting struck by the bolt as it scorches the earth. They cry out in pain, then slump over, losing consciousness.
With them out of the picture, the other mysterious sorcerers start dragging them towards the almost open portal!
The basilisk mage keeps walking towards you as you scramble backwards in an attempt to recover. He notices your own Dark counterspell starting to flicker and fade, throwing out two open palms and firing another fireball from them!
[1d10+2] [1d10+2]
Roll #1 7 + 2 = 9 /
Roll #2 7 + 2 = 9 No.756541
>>756540Tlawīli grits her teeth in pain, the magic ward slowly loosening it's pain nulling effects. Backed against the wall and watching her friends be taken away she tries to speak as she stands.
"Wh-who are you? What do you want of me? If I am the one you seek, leave them be." She breathes heavily, each breath hurting more than the last. She tries to stand up, using the blunt tip of her sword as a prop to lean on.
Recover from Helplessness [1d10]
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.756542
>>756541You get no answers, at least not now. You struggle to stand back up, only to get knocked over again. Your attacker is relentless, but doesn't seem to be trying to kill you outright.
>Tlawili takes 1 woundThe portal opens, and the others drag your companions away, vanishing through it. It stays open as the saurian performs a series of mystical gestures, beginning to conjure the hexing circle around you again!
No.756543
A soft, weak noise comes from her maw as her friends are pulled away into realms unknown.
"No.."
The tone is uncharacteristic of the brave and intimidating visage she portrays. If her face was not covered in dirt and sweat, you would see the tears said with it.
"I.. was broken once.. not.. again.." She struggles to get up her blood oozing from frayed scales. She looks down as she rises and notices a streak of crimson running down her thigh. She pushes a claw down into it and forces herself up once more.
Recover from Helplessness [1d10]
Roll #1 3 = 3
No.756544
>>756543You try to get up, but as you do, the circle glows, and the dark magic encases you. You feel your limbs grow heavy as lead, and your mind goes clear of any thoughts. Darkness begins to overwhelm you. You feel shackles crawling up your legs as you begin to succumb to the ambush…
>roll to resist the weakening effects of the hex No.756545
>>756544Sunbeam breathes slowly, trying to calm herself and gather what is left of her energy.
She falls back down to her knees, outstretching each of her claws down to her sides, bringing her wings over them. She tries with all her will to resist, but a word escapes her lips in vain efforts.
"
Teiknottalistli…"
Roll to Resist [1d10]
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.756546
>>756545You manage to gather what's left of your strength, putting all your force behind your anchored blade and struggling to your feet. Your vision is blurred, your ears ringing, but you can still fight. Your basilisk kidnapper reacts with surprise at your resilience. He keeps his distance from you, closing his fist and yanking backwards to try and drag you away via the black chains around your ankles!
[1d10+1]
Roll #1 5 + 1 = 6 No.756547
>>756546The dragonness opens her eyes, expecting to be greeted with another realm of torment. She is just as astonished as the saurian to see herself standing, blade in claw. She is silent towards her captor, the glint in her eyes showing the only emotion she needs to.
The dragoness vaults into the air, wings flapping downwards hard enough to blow leaves and dirt off the ground around her. With all her might she flies, trying to drag the saurian up into the sky with her.
Fly [1d10]
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.756548
>>756547You gather every inch of your strength and put it into taking off. You fly up for a moment, still chained to the basilisk; then, you see his anklets begin to glow, flickering with arcane flames. With supernatural strength, he leaps up several feet in the air, surging towards you and delivering a flying dropkick straight to the chest. He lands in a nimble three point stance, while you find yourself spiraling out of control. The last thing you see is the ground rushing up to meet you.
-
What comes after, you only know in glimpses. You drift in and out of consciousness, knowing little of your surroundings. You find yourself shoved from place to place, stripped of your belongings. You hear cries of pain from unknown victims, and see a profaned altar, in front of a statue of a black stag. At one point, you think you see a series of rings in the sky, like a set of runes behind dark clouds in lieu of a sun. But this feels like a fever dream.
The next thing you know, you are coming to. You are in a cell of black, oily stone, with dark metal bars rippling with some sort of black magic. You have nothing on you, save for some rags that could be construed as clothing. As you try to move, you find yourself restricted; around your ankle is a chain. A real one, not magical. You are shackled to the wall by it. There are no windows; the only light source comes from torch sconces outside the cell.
Across from you in her own cell is Liliane. She is still head to toe in armor, curiously enough. There's no sign of her uncle. Her head is bowed, looking as crestfallen as you are. From what you can see from your vantage point, there are a few other prisoners, but you can't get a good look at them. You can hear voices coming from somewhere else, though it's unclear where.
Liliane doesn't seem to have noticed you stirring yet.
No.756549
>>756548The dragon, now stripped bare for the first time since joining the echoes, sits in conscious silence with her eyes closed. Her thoughts stray from place to place, some recounting the battle before this, some of home, some of religious imagery.
Her quiet contemplation soothes her somewhat from what would normally panic her. As she sits and recounts her time in the echoes, two moments wrack her with memory. The nightmare she suffered her first night here, and the vision of the altar here in this prison.
Without opening her eyes, she whispers one word to herself.
"
masatl."
She considers taking a moment to pray, but elects against it as she opens her eyes to the dark depressing dungeon she finds herself in. The dragoness tries to get Liliane's attention without words, tossing a nearby pebble into her cell or making a small noise while looking towards her.
Get Liliane's Attention (if that needs rolling for) [1d10]
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.756550
>>756549Liliane stirs from her thoughts, looking up as you get her attention. "Oh! You're awake! I thought…" She trails off. "…Are you alright? You fought like a demon!"
No.756551
>>756550She sighs away worries as Liliane speaks to her. Her words however don't ease her.
"A.. demon? I am sorry, I have only heard that word very few times. Does it have a meaning besides…" She looks towards Liliane, hoping for some solace.
"Ah, no. I did not notice then. I apologize if my temper and frustration had the better of me." She holds back a tear. "It did not even save us."
Composing herself with a deep breath, she begins to plan for the circumstance. "Do you know where we are? And why they did not take your belongings? And… if I may ask: Where is Rourke?"
No.756552
>>756551She looks confused. "Oh, no, I meant it as a compliment. Don't worry about it."
"It's alright. Don't worry. I'm sure we'll be able to find a way out of this. Eventually…" She doesn't seem very confident.
She shakes her head. "I haven't seen many people around. Just more of… them. The quiet ones. They come in and take people somewhere, but they never come back. …Uncle Rourke… They…" She swallows and stops talking again, holding her helmeted head in her hands.
No.756553
>>756552Tlawīli's focus hangs on Liliane's last sentence.
"Ah. Persevere, Liliane. We will try our best." She says gingerly, trying not to cause any more stir in her emotions.
"I do not know how we got here, or how to get out. To attempt a breakout would be a tremendous risk. The alternative of simply waiting for our captors does not sound much better, however." She thinks to herself, taking a look around now that her eyes have adapted to the darkness. She especially surveys her cell, seeing if anything would be susceptible to high temperatures.
Perception [1d10]
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.756554
>>756553She doesn't have much of a response, lost in her own thoughts.
You move to the bars and peer around. This prison seems to be not much more than one long corridor, with a heavy wooden door at the far end leading to the rest of the area. Your cell is made of a slippery black stone; hardly flammable, though it's worth a try. You can hear a guard on patrol, though his footsteps sound oddly stiff.
Before long, he comes into view. It's not a person at all; at least, not like one you've ever seen. The guard seems to be a magical construct of some sort, a bipedal entity made of tarnished steel and bronze. Their faces are featureless, save for a single dark "eye" like a camera lens. As it walks, you can hear a soft ticking sound, like of metal gears grinding rhythmically. It pauses to look around,, surveying the prisoners every so often, before continuing on its set route.
No.756555
>>756554Tlawīli tilts her head at the strange construct. The words don't find her immediately. She studies it as long as she can.
"Is that… real?" She wonders out loud, looking down and around at the strange black stones. "This place is… concerning."
She focuses in on the bars in front of her, gently focusing her light-flame breath like a laser onto a single pole.
Dragon Breath (Light) [1d10]
Roll #1 3 = 3 No.756556
>>756555You try and use your breath. Nothing happens. The strange construct pauses in front of your cell, its head turning like an owl to face you. The lens face adjusts several times, watching you intently for a few seconds before continuing on its patrol route.
"It's very real, luv."
The voice comes from the cell next to yours. The prisoner there is sitting in a corner, arms resting on his knees. He's a minotaur, but goes against what you'd typically expect from one. He's small, wiry looking, and rather scruffy. Though that's to be expected from the circumstances. Not the sort of person you'd really look twice at.
Liliane looks up in surprise as he stirs. The prisoner eyes you from under his short horns. "I'd be concerned too in your shoes. Won't be long till they come around. If you're lucky, they'll even take you away. Heh."
No.756561
>>756556She turns her head towards the minotaur, trying her best to get a look at him despite the angle. She is reminded of something she cannot describe, and speaks softly to the minotaur.
"You have been here for a long time, yes? Imprisonment has taken it's toll on you." She says, trying to get him to open up.
His words of 'them coming around' concerns the dragon. "What do you mean? Them? There are more of those creatures? They seem… predictable. Perhaps we could trick them?" She thinks out loud, hoping the minotaur will volunteer more information.
Persuasion [1d10+2]
Roll #1 1 + 2 = 3 No.756562
>>756561"I think so. Honestly it's easy to lose count after a while. 'Specially with no sunlight and all."
"Yeah, they use these things as guards mostly. And soldiers. Genius, really. They used to be suits of armor, then enhanced zombies, but this new iteration is all metal and gears. Guess that's one way to solve a weakness."
"Excuse me? Who's they exactly?" Liliane joins the conversation.
He shrugs. "Dunno what they call themselves. They're not exactly talkative. I don't even know what they want or where we are to be honest. Same as you I imagine."
Liliane nods. The minotaur looks back to you. "Don't suppose you have any bright ideas for an escape plan. What did you say your name was?"
No.756565
>>756562The dragon sighs. "Tlawīli." She says in flat, unenthusiastic disappointment. "We know nothing of our captors and their strange devices. Not even their motives. Though, for some reason, they do not take you away from your cell after all this time. Why do they not desire you for their purposes?" She inquires, still lost on what to do.
No.756616
>>756565[1d10] Perception
Roll #1 3 = 3 No.756617
>>756565>>756616"Tlawili, huh. Mouthful, innit."
The prisoner shrugs. "Maybe they just like my hair," he quips. "Any case, it doesn't really matter. If they wanted me dead I would be by now. Best thing to do, I reckon, is sit pretty and wait for an opportunity." He leans back and folds his hands behind his head, resting his eyes. He doesn't seem very fussed about the current situation.
"Excuse me? Sir? You didn't give your name," Liliane points out. "I'm Liliane."
"Fernald," he replies without opening his eyes. "Best get comfortable, you two. Patience is the name of the game here."
No.756618
>>756617Tlawīli sighs. She leans against the side of her cell with her claw to her head. She holds it in pain, the adrenaline from combat and her situation finally wearing off and leaving her with a headache. She eventually moves off of the wall, walking away from the other two and taking a moment to sit on the floor.
Her mind stirs her mounting frustrations delving into one another as her thoughts move from stressors to stressors leaving the dragoness princess nearly on the verge of tears. She takes a deep breath while feeling her scaled chest expand without constraining armor for the first time in a long while.
She is clouded with more haunting images, her dead and dying friends, the history of kingdom of Trakali falling in her future, and the imagery that has haunted her since entering the echoes.
masatl.
She closes her eyes, taking a few breaths before thinking further. This spiral of fates she has suffered gives her this sensation of falling. Falling from the graces of Trakali and failing to defend it and the people she cared about. This torment from her home and this realm thrives in her. And yet, a great, inexplicable internal light shines. A younger Sunbeam would call this the light of Trakali. Tlawīli, still falling, does not.
She lets herself fall into it.
She takes a final, calming breath. She was going to pray, but stands up, figuring she already has.
"We wait then." She says solemnly.
Overhealing [1d10]
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.756619
>>756618Perception [1d10]
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.756753
>>756618>>756619Accepting your fate for now, you take a deep breath and wait.
You're not sure how much time passes. Five months? Three days? Your strange, mute captors enter every so often to grab a prisoner. Sometimes they get brought back, trembling and catatonic, refusing to speak. Often times, they disappear entirely. Fernald, oddly content with his lot, spends most of the time asleep. Liliane huddles in a corner, clearly afraid, but trying to be brave. On some occasions, you hear her quietly crying at night.
Then, it happens.
One day, while awaiting your turn, you hear more running than usual. Something seems to be happening outside of the dungeon. You hear cries of alarm and surprise. Liliane looks around nervously. "Wh… what's going on?…"
"An opportunity," says Fernald, roused from his eternal slumber.
It's then that you notice something that you hadn't before. The chain that binds your ankle to the wall. The connection to the wall has a crack in it. With enough force, you could wrench your ankle free, likely taking a piece of the wall with it. It'd slow you down considerably, but at least you'd be able to move.
You also see that the clockwork sentry has stopped patrolling, and is standing unmoving on the opposite end of the hall, where Liliane is held. You notice its fingers have odd grooves in them, almost like keys. Perhaps one of its hands could unlock your cell, if you could only neutralize it…
No.756754
>>756753The dragoness rises from her meditation, surprisingly unaffected physically from whatever time has passed. Whether that be by mental control or just not much time actually occurring, she's not sure. She responds to Fernald. "This is what you were waiting for?" She asks.
As she notices the crack in the wall, a plan hatches in her head. "Fernald. We need to get that… guard-thing over here." She says, still not sure what to call it. "I can incapacitate it, and free us all." She boldly claims, her draconic eyes thinning in determination as she gathers her strength to rip the chain clean off the wall. She puts one foot at the base of the chain attached to the wall and pulls the other hard and suddenly, trying to break it all at once rather than slowly wear it down.
Break these Chains [1d10]
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.756755
>>756754"I was waiting for something to happen," he answers. "Something's happening, innit."
Fernald raises his eyebrows and grins smugly. "That I can do." He gets up and moves over to the bars, banging and rattling them loudly. "Oi! Tincan!" he bellows. "Bloody get over 'ere!"
The sentry stands stiffly for a moment, then starts cautiously approaching him. "Open the door! I want to speak to the manager! The service here is disgraceful! I've been waiting to get my entrees for weeks!"
It comes a little loose, but only just. A few specks of rubble crumble off. Barely anything, though.
Liliane watches eagerly as you both do your thing. "What should I do?" she whispers as Fernald continues to complain loudly to the sentry.
No.756756
>>756755She pulls against her chains again, realizing she's running out of time to get them off before the guard sees through their plan. Her expression turns from confidence to panic as she pulls harder and harder.
"Just be ready to catch, Liliane." She says, her voice strained through her pulling.
I Can Break These Chains! [1d10]
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.756757
>>756756The sentry stations itself completely in front of Fernald. "And the ambience! Ugh! What even is this place! No water, no appetizers, no music even? Don't expect me to pay for my meal!" He gives you a side wink. Seems he has its full attention, but not for long.
Liliane nods. The chains come a little looser, but not by much. By the look of things, you have two more rounds before the sentry loses interest in Fernald.
No.756758
>>756757"At least he is good at complaining." She says to herself.
She grits her teeth, grabbing her leg as she pulls her whole body away from the wall.
Just Break Already [1d10]
Roll #1 9 = 9 No.756759
>>756758You take a moment to steel yourself, and with an almighty heave, you wrench your leg. The crack spiders outward and crumbles. You stumble forward and almost trip; there's a large piece of rubble still chained to your leg, but at least you can move, albeit slowly.
"Kept me waiting, ey," says Fernald. With surprisingly nimble movements, he grabs the automaton by the wrist, wrenching its arm forward and twisting. He grabs it with his other free hand, then pulls with the first one, completely dismantling its left arm. He kicks the limb towards your cell while he continues to grapple it, now holding down its head. A panel seems to be trying to open on it. "Quick, unscrew… the hand," he grunts, struggling to keep the guard under his grip.
No.756760
>>756759The freed dragon is surprised at Fernald's sudden strength, and at him ripping off the robots limbs so quickly. In her mind, she was planning to burn off the limbs herself, but it seems he had planned for this for a long time.
She quickly gets over to the hand, trying her best to comprehend it's strange design as she unscrews it to retrieve whatever looked like a key and unlock her cell from the inside. As she does she notices Fernald's struggle and decides to help him out.
Dragon Breath [1d10] (Robot Head)
Roll #1 3 = 3 No.756761
>>756760You use one of its fingers as a key, unlocking the door. Joining the fight, you unleash your dragon breath in a stream, but Fernald's struggling only results in him searing his hands on it, and being forced to let go. He grunts and stumbles backwards, as does the robot. Liliane watches anxiously as the guard stumbles away from both of you, recovering as a panel opens up on the top of its head. A brass trumpet-shaped device starts coming out from inside!
"Quick, tackle it!" Fernald urges you, cradling his hands. "Don't let it call for help!"
No.756762
>>756761She lunges for the device, her draconic talons plunging into the opening panel and tearing out whatever she could. She tried to tear out the trumpet, the plate it was attached to, the robot attached to that and really, maybe some of the ground below it.
She also tosses the hand-key to Liliane, while trying to rip off the other to give to Fernald.
Rip and Tear [1d10]
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.756763
>>756762You toss the severed hand to Liliane, who seems to freak out for a bit before fumbling to free herself. You hurl yourself at the sentry, but it manages to sidestep you. A screeching siren like the wail of an angry cat starts sounding, calling for help!
Liliane throws her cell door open and bursts out, pummeling the robot with an armored right hook, knocking it to the ground. Gears and springs go flying as it collapses, silencing the alarm for good. Someone's bound to have heard it, though.
You unlock Fernald and finally free your ankle of the wretched chain. "Cheers," says Fernald as he and Liliane do the same. "Now let's get the hell out of here. We're lucky something's got their attention up above for now."
It dawns on you that you have no idea which way is out from here. Noticing your prison break, the other captives along the hallway start reaching out and clamoring for help as well.
No.756764
>>756763There's no hesitation as Tlawīli goes to take the hand from Liliane and unlocking as many cells as she can. She urges Fernald to do the same. "The events above give us time, we will need as much strength and allies as we can. Help get these ones free." She says, opening cell after cell and ushering them out of this row.
Noticing just how lost she is, she hands the keyhand back to Liliane and tries to figure out which way is out, trying to recall guard patterns.
Perception [1d10]
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.756765
>>756764The prisoners look as grimy and worn down as Fernald does, but they look ready to throw down and get out of here. You suddenly realize you must look pretty shabby yourself. "Who are you?" some of them ask. "Did someone send you to get us out?" They seem awed by your daring escape. All in all, there are eight of them, plus the three of you.
You head to the western end of the hall, where you've seen most of the strange cultists come and go from. You're in luck; this seems to be the room where they keep most of the stolen gear from their captives. Your new allies waste no time in grabbing their things, swarming the room eagerly and arming themselves to the teeth.
"Let's not lollygag," says Fernald as he scours the property room for his own gear. "In a minute this whole place is gonna be swarming with those freaks." Sure enough, you can hear many footsteps heading your way, both mechanical and otherwise.
No.756766
>>756765The dragon gathers her things, putting her cobbled armor back on and reuniting with her sword. She lifts the hefty blade, examining it for any damage. Her eyes thin at Fernald's warning.
"Good. I have some vengeance to enact." She says, drawing her blade and stepping out of the room to venture further towards the exit. As she does, she keeps a close eye on Liliane, who Tlawīli worries may be worn down from the traumatic experience.
Watchful Eye [1d10] (Liliane)
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.756767
>>756766It's a little more worn down, but nothing major. Liliane just grabs her traveling supplies, while Fernald takes a moment before grabbing a wickedly pointed dirk and a small one-handed crossbow, along with a hooded fur cloak. "Beauty," he grins.
The other prisoners gear up. The footsteps grow ever louder, and all of a sudden, everyone braces for combat. Liliane assumes a fighting stance, while curiously, Fernald snaps his fingers and just… vanishes into thin air.
You don't have much time to ponder this, however. "Here they come!" one of your followers calls. "Get ready!…"
WHAMThe heavy wooden and metal door is kicked off its hinges as six sentries bust in, equipped with brass swords and intricate repeating crossbows. All hell breaks loose as they start attacking you and the others indiscriminately in a full blown riot!
As chaos unfolds, one of them fires a volley of crossbow bolts at you!
[1d10] [1d10] Higher roll counts
Liliane moves to help you take him out, tanking a barrage of hits with her protective armor as she charges to knock down your attacker with a fierce shout!
[1d10+2] Slam
Roll #1 3 = 3 /
Roll #2 8 = 8 /
Roll #3 3 + 2 = 5 No.756768
>>756767The armored and ready dragoness steps forward, ready to swing her sword in a wide cleave at the sentries just as she notices Lilianes charge. She quickly lunges towards her to lift her up ever so slightly to hit a more essential piece of the robots machinery.
"Be more careful next time, Liliane!" She says, before swinging her blade down into the same sentry in an attempt to further the damage Liliane causes.
Greatsword [1d10] (Sentry 1)
Roll #1 9 = 9 No.756769
>>756767Team combo! You work in unison to take it down, severing its crossbow arm before Liliane barges in for the finisher, slamming the hapless robot to the floor.
It's then that you feel a sudden jolt of pain up your left arm. Looking down, you can see that the sentry got you with its shots before you could take it down. Two fierce metal quills have struck you in the left arm, wearing down your scales and causing a minor injury. You shake it off.
>Tlawili takes 3 hitsThe battle rages on. Two of the prisoners are struck down by a volley of quills, but one avenges him and pummels a sentry into oblivion with a steel chair.
>6 prisoners remain>5 sentries remainAs the others keep them busy, one of them falls back and lines up a calculated headshot on you!
[1d10+2]
"We have to keep moving!" Liliane manages to shout before she is beset by a mace-wielding sentry, keeping her from being able to assist you for now.
Out of the corner of your eye, you see the door at the top of the stairs open, as of its own will. Fernald?
Roll #1 7 + 2 = 9 No.756770
>>756769She grits her teeth at the pain, the weight of the chaos around her mounting as some deep memory inside her arises. Something she used to have, an ability tailored exactly to these moments of overwhelming odds. A pinnacle of rage and vengeance. A wrath she had long forgotten. She searches her soul and finds… nothing. It's not there.
She closes her eyes, and tries her best to recreate that feeling.
Dragon Breath [1d10] (All Remaining Sentries)
Roll #1 9 = 9 No.756771
>>756770You stagger as another quill goes flying. It strikes your right horn, sending a chip flying. You take a knee and almost fall on the spot. With a deep breath, you retaliate, unleashing a searing white beam of light from your mouth. With a roar, you cleave the room, splitting the remaining five sentries in two with a single stroke. A burning horizontal scorch mark is left in the moldering stone walls. There's a moment of silence as Liliane and the others stare in awe at your display.
The rush of energy from the exertion fades, and the pain of the head and arm injuries catch up with you. You sink to all fours, and Liliane quickly rushes to help you up. You hear your fellow escapees muttering in both fear, awe and excitement, arming themselves further with the remains of the sentries.
>Tlawili takes 1 wound, now at 5/4There's little time to rest, though. More are on the way, and you need to find your way out of this place, and fast. You hear a soft rumbling in the distance, almost like distant thunder, but coming from beneath your feet.
No.756772
>>756771With every exhausted breath, tips of tiny white flames pulse from the downed dragon, her body slowly recovering from the exertion. She takes a deep breath as she stands up, breathes out a final flame, and surveys her handiwork.
"Good." She says, her words cut off by her heavy breathing. "We go now."
She searches around her, looking for any method of going up. Stairs, elevators, even mystical teleportation circles would work.
Perception [1d10]
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.756773
>>756772You, Liliane and the others creep along. Outside of the room you were just in is a flight of circular stairs, which leads to another level. It looks like you're in some sort of tower; the walls of it are lined with occult insignias and depictions of a black stag. You're not sure how many levels down you are from the exit, but Fernald seems to somehow know the way. Doors keep opening ahead of you as you go, guiding you onward.
As you round a corner, you move into the next level up - straight into the enemy patrol! This one's a mix of both sentries and the magician cultists that own them. You are both taken by surprise by the ambush, disorienting you for a moment.
>4 sentries remain>3 cultists remain>6 prisoners remainLiliane clobbers two of the cultists with a roundhouse punch!
[1d10] Cleave
The remaining cultist focuses you as the leader of the bunch and starts casting a familiar magic circle of weakening at your feet!
One of the sentries fires a volley at Liliane!
[1d10]
The prisoners keep the others busy for now!
Roll #1 7 = 7 /
Roll #2 3 = 3 No.756774
>>756773Tlawīli snarls at the vile spell below her, dashing forward to bring divine punishment to the cultist daring to remind her of it. In her short-tempered attack, she forgets she could just inure the vile magic away, but is satisfied with merely punishing the caster instead.
Thwack that Cultist [1d10]
Roll #1 1 = 1 No.756775
>>756774You rush to pummel them, but too late; the magic circle flashes brilliant purple, and you feel your strength ebb.
>-1 to all rolls for 2 turnsThe quills ping off of Liliane's armor. She's not wounded, but it slows her down, only knocking the two cultists off balance.
Two of the sentries are taken down by the prisoners in a team effort, but they are weakened and injured during the skirmish.
The cultist that hexed you backs off, casting a dazzling light upwards to call for reinforcements. Before he can pull it off, however, a gash appears across his throat, and he slumps to the floor. Fernald's pulling some strings from the shadows, it seems.
>2 sentries remain>2 cultists remain>6 prisoners remainOne of the cultists shouts hoarsely and lashes at you with a fiery conjured whip!
[1d10] [1d10] Magic Bolt
Liliane rushes to defend you from it and counters with a powerful uppercut!
[1d10]
>Tlawili is ProtectedThe other cultist backs away from the ongoing fight to unleash a powerful curse on the escaping prisoners!
Roll #1 1 = 1 /
Roll #2 1 = 1 /
Roll #3 7 = 7 No.756776
>>756775The familiar darkness slips into her. The familiar feeling makes her sick to her stomach, but is strangely comforting to feel something familiar in such a foreign land. With Liliane's coverage, Tlawīli attempts to stave off the sickly, ichorous feeling before it gets worse.
Inure [1d10-1] (Darkness) (Self)
Overhealing [1d10-1] (Self
Roll #1 5 - 1 = 4 /
Roll #2 7 - 1 = 6 No.756777
>>756776You try to cast a counter-spell to stave off the gnawing dark, but your head feels light, and you can't muster the will to fight it. Refusing to succumb, you turn inwardly, and bolster your physical strength with magic, granting you greater resilience than before even in the throes of this sapping curse.
>+1 max HP, now 6/4Liliane rushes forward, tanking the lash of the cultist's whip and countering with a ferocious uppercut punch that physically lifts him off the ground with its force. He falls to the ground, out cold.
The other cultist's spell works. Drained of their strength, your fellow escapees can do little to fight back. Two more fall in the battle, slain by the clockwork sentries. Fernald scores another kill, downing one of the other cultists.
>2 sentries remain>1 cultist remains>4 prisoners remainOne of the sentries opens fire on you!
[1d10] [1d10] Higher roll
Liliane rushes to block it, charging the sentry with a drop kick!
The cultist conjures a burning spear and hurls it at Liliane!
[1d10+2]
Roll #1 9 = 9 /
Roll #2 9 = 9 /
Roll #3 10 + 2 = 12 No.756778
>>756777She exhales deeply through her nose, gathering whatever willpower she has left to try her inuration again. Her claws glow with light as she places them on her chest and focuses despite the chaos.
Inure [1d10-1] (Darkness) (Self)
Roll #1 9 - 1 = 8 No.756779
>>756778You keep focusing inwardly, clenching your fist and calling on your magical prowess. You feel warmth beginning to permeate your body, from your chest outward to your fingers and toes. Looking down, you notice you're glowing slightly.
Liliane's armor starts to give way under the barrage of quills. It could be a trick of the light, but you swear you see one pierce through the gaps in her helmet, with no reaction from her. Such a wound should kill a mortal man, but Liliane seems to shrug it off like it's nothing. Or so you think at first. This onslaught, combined with the devastating thrust of a flaming spear to her chest, causes her to cry out softly and collapse with a hollow rattle and clank. She doesn't move.
The remaining prisoners manage to take out one sentry. Fernald reappears to you briefly, looking disheveled and panicked. "What are you waiting for? Run, you idiots! You can't kill the whole tower!" He vanishes again into the upper levels.
>1 sentry remains>1 cultist remains>4 prisoners remainThe remaining sentry starts sounding an alarm like the one in the dungeon, calling for reinforcements!
The cultist starts charging up a magic orb to hurl at you!
[1d10] [1d10] Magic Bolt
You hear that rumbling again, this time accompanied by the earth itself moving. Everything is thrown off balance briefly. Whatever's happening outside, it's something big…
Roll #1 7 = 7 /
Roll #2 7 = 7 No.756780
>>756779She collapses towards Liliane as a soft "No." escapes her lips. She slings her over her shoulder, charging towards the direction Fernald is headed in with her.
Get through [1d10] (if necessary)
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.756782
>>756780You haul her over your shoulders, and in so doing, find nothing but an empty suit of armor, held together by some unseen magic.
There's no time to think about this too much, however. You are struck in the chest by the magic orb, burning you to your very soul. You shake off the unpleasant feeling quickly.
>Tlawili takes 2 hitsAs you start running for it, the prisoners give up the fight and join you in fleeing. It's not long before more join the pursuit, both sentries and cultists alike. One of the prisoners lags behind, and gets subdued.
>3 prisoners remainYou keep running, following Fernald's hints. More than once you come face to face with a robot or a robed madman, but barrel past them in a mad, blind escape dash. The higher up you go, the more sinister the tower becomes. Occult symbols and scrawlings line the walls, and you see stone altars covered in grim stains, and jars full of unmentionable things. The recurring image you see as you run through this terrible place is a black figure, sometimes hooded and bipedal, sometimes depicted as a stag. The same one from that strange dream you had, so long ago.
Your ragtag rabble of runaways keep moving for what feels like an eternity. Eventually, you start feeling a powerful, knife-sharp wind. You must be close to the surface by now. There's several doors ahead of you now, and none of them look inviting. You've given your pursuers the slip for now, but there's no sign of Fernald, and you are effectively lost as to where to go.
>roll Navigation No.756783
>>756782Tlawīli tries not to let Liliane's strange disappearance bother her. She charges through each and every door, in a mad panic to simply leave before things get worse. Her heart aches seeing a prisoner go down but she continues undaunted.
She tries to examine each door carefully, focusing her cluttered mind the best she can.
Navigation [1d10]
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.756854
>>756783You go through a door. It leads to an adjacent chamber consisting of a large room with a single stone structure in the center. It's curiously bereft of anything else; a vast, empty room with nothing but the structure. Closer examination reveals it's a sort of archway, consisting of one stone slab atop two pillars. There's no markings on it or anything to denote its purpose at all, yet you get bad vibes from it. Something tells you it's a bad idea to walk through the archway.
Needless to say, this doesn't seem to be the way to go.
Before you can try a different way, the door bursts off its hinges, and a throng of cultists and their clockwork minions burst in. A split second head count reveals three cultists, and four - no, five sentries. You're outnumbered, and cornered to boot.
You do a slight double take as you see who's leading the mob: a familiar green, rake-thin saurian in a white coat. It's the same one that kidnapped you in the first place. He clenches his fists, beginning to spark with lightning, letting out a low, guttural hiss. Liliane begins to come to, stirring and eventually climbing off your back, while both your followers and your enemies ready themselves for a fight…
No.756855
>>756854Tlawīli turns to face the saurian, Liliane over her shoulder and her blade in her other hand. She brings it around, the dull tip scraping against the stone before she points it at him, claw trembling in both exhaustion and exhilaration.
"Answer. Me. I will tear this entire temple to the ground if I have to. You see what I have done to your prisoners. Capture me again, and this will happen again. Answer me now, and you may be spared. Who are you. What is this.
ximitschiua nechasikamati? (Do you understand me?)" She says, holding together as intimidating a visage as she can towards him.
Intimidation [1d10]
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.756856
>>756855The cultists seem wary of getting near you, though whether it's because of your menacing demeanor or because of whatever's happening to the facility, you can't be sure. Their leader simply curls his lip and points a crooked, sparking finger your way. With a hoarse, rasping voice, as if he hadn't pronounced words in a long, long time, he speaks:
"Scriniarii. The Dreamer has chosen you."The word rings strangely familiar in your mind. You swear you've heard it before, somewhere. Before you can question him further, however, another quake causes a cultist to fire off a magic bolt in reflex. Another brawl quickly breaks out between the group, throwing everything into chaos!
>3 prisoners remain>5 sentries remain>3 cultists remainThe cultist that spoke clenches his fists and his bracelets glow, lightning sparking around his wrists and ankles as he falls back into a kung fu pose, ready to fight you!
A sentry opens fire on Liliane!
[1d10] [1d10] Higher roll
She counters by hunkering down into a defensive stance, blocking all incoming attacks!
One of the other two cultists fires a bolt at you!
[1d10]
Roll #1 8 = 8 /
Roll #2 2 = 2 /
Roll #3 4 = 4 No.756857
>>756856"Tell them to find a new chosen one. I am busy." She says without a shred of care for this saurian's petty dealings. She steps to him, raising her blade above her head and twirling it around before slamming the edge down with her opposite hand clenched in anger. "Go away!" She bellows before swinging the blade up and into the saurian's torso.
Attack the Snek [1d10]
Roll #1 5 = 5 No.756858
>>756857You shrug off the magic attack and lunge at the leader with a powerful uppercut slash. As you do so, however, he lashes out to meet you head on, stomping one long leg down. With uncanny speed, he manages to catch your blade, pinning it to the ground with one sparking foot. He focuses and sends a shock through the blade, stunning you momentarily and knocking your weapon aside, disarming you!
One of the cultists gets stabbed in the back by an unseen foe. Fernald seems to be around again to lend a hand. One prisoner takes a shot to the gut, but keeps fighting, taking down a sentry before collapsing from his injuries.
>2 prisoners remain>4 sentries remain>2 cultists remainNow in melee range, the leader's hands glow with lightning before he extends them in a finger gun pose, firing electric arcs towards you point blank!
[1d10] [1d10] Dual attack
Liliane takes no damage, charging the sentry attacking her as it fires again!
[1d10] Liliane
[1d10] Sentry
Roll #1 9 = 9 /
Roll #2 1 = 1 /
Roll #3 4 = 4 /
Roll #4 10 = 10 No.756859
>>756858The dragoness is shocked to see her blade so easily dispatched. She tries to move towards it as the lightning begins to form in her foes hands. She takes countermeasures as soon as she can, her own claws glowing with anti-magic.
Inure [1d10] (Lightning) (Self)
Overhealing [1d10] (Self)
Roll #1 2 = 2 /
Roll #2 5 = 5 No.756860
>>756859You don't have time to cast the spells before he fires his lightning. You dive to the ground and recover the sword in one swift movement, pummeling him in the chest with the hilt. He hisses and falls to the ground, scrambling backwards.
Liliane takes a devastating blow that breaks her charge, but powers through it, shaken but not downed again just yet. Nearby, another sentry is downed, but one of the two remaining prisoners is injured in the process. Two of them and the other remaining cultist bear down on them, outnumbered…
>2 prisoners remain>3 sentries remain>2 cultists remainAs the leader scoots backwards, he starts conjuring a lightning blast through his feet, kicking a volatile crackling orb at you!
[1d10+2] [1d10+2] Magic Bolt
Liliane's guard is slipping, but she tries to take out the third sentry in a last ditch lunge!
[1d10+2] Slam
[1d10] Sentry attack
Roll #1 4 + 2 = 6 /
Roll #2 4 + 2 = 6 /
Roll #3 8 + 2 = 10 /
Roll #4 9 = 9 No.756861
>>756860Tlawīli's attention shifts to the suffering prisoners, she is torn for a moment, but ultimately keeps her focus on the leader, knowing that striking him down would affect the morale of his subordinates.
She raises her great blade above her head and swings down with a massive vertical strike onto the leader.
Slice the Snek [1d10]
Roll #1 9 = 9 No.756862
>>756861You take a lightning bolt to the chest, making you seize and falter. You power through it, and with gritted teeth, bring the blade down. You cleave him at the shoulder, leaving a grievous wound across his torso. He hisses in agony, flailing to get up. His left arm dangles uselessly, out of commission for now.
Liliane takes three quills, slowed down and injured, but with a battle cry, throws herself around the sentry, wrapping her arms around it and smashing it to the floor. With two solid punches, she destroys the sentry for good. She takes a moment to recover, rolling onto her back in exhaustion.
The prisoners manage to hold their own, taking down the last cultist, but the wounded one succumbs to his injuries and passes out, down but not out. The last one standing for now prepares for a 2v1!
>2 prisoner remains (1 downed)>2 sentries remain>1 cultist remainsTheir leader starts backing off, firing off another blast of lightning from his good arm before starting to sprint towards the strange archway!
[1d10+2]
The ground quakes again, and debris starts to fall. The ceiling seems to be slowly crumbling…
Roll #1 6 + 2 = 8 No.756863
>>756862"You can end this." She says, looming over the downed lizard. She opens her mouth to speak, but is cut off by the rumbling around her.
"Liliane! We need to go. They are retreating and we must as well." She says, going over to her to help her up and begin their escape.
Navigation [1d10] (if necessary)
Roll #1 4 = 4 No.756864
>>756863>>756863Liliane groans and gets up. "I'm awake, I'm awake. What's… oh."
The 'oh' is directed at a large spidering crack in the ceiling, through which you can see a pale green light beginning to shine through. This distracts you for long enough to get hit from behind by the leader's lightning bolt, knocking you flat on your face. You recover just in time to see him leap through the archway. There's a flash of white light, and a sound like beating wings, then… nothing on the other side.
The last prisoner manages to fend off the sentries, picks up the injured one in a fireman lift and races past you to the doorway where you entered. As you move to join him, there's another quake, and chunks of loose debris almost crush you, blocking the way out. Fernald reappears next to you, looking up at the strange green light seeping through.
"It's finally her time…"
You're not quite sure what he's talking about, but there's not much time to ponder it. Liliane quickly springs to action trying to dig through the rubble to the exit, but it doesn't seem to be doing much. The building will collapse on you before you can get out that way.
No.756865
>>756864The dragon struggles to stand, her legs trembling beneath her. "Have I… No.." She stops, knowing herself to still be alive. She rises, trying to take account of what's going on.
"Her time?" She says, holding her head. "Not a time for prophecy."
No.756866
>>756865He smirks. "Don't worry. You'll catch up if you survive. Or not."
Rubble falls around you, coating everything in a dusty haze. Liliane soon gives up on going that way, following a crumbling sound from the other side. "No… it can't be over…" She starts looking around frantically for any way to escape, even going so far as to try and climb the walls. To little avail. Fernald doesn't seem all that fussed, given the circumstances. "You just gonna keep standing around?" he asks casually, making his way through the crumbling room towards the mysterious archway.
No.757055
>>756866Sensing the futility of Lilianes efforts Tlawīli walks over to her to gently place her claw on her shoulder. "We will endure. We survived this, we can survive whatever lies beyond." She says, sheathing her blade on her back and stepping towards the archway as she speaks to Fernald.
"Do not make me regret trusting you." She says, her eyes thinning at him.
She steps through the archway, ushering Liliane to follow her.
No.757056
>>757055"Fair, I mean I wouldn't trust me either. What, you think I know what I'm doing? I have no idea what that thing is. But the other guy went through, and it's better than standing around waiting to get crushed by rubble. Right?"
Liliane pulls herself together, taking a deep breath and following you onward. Fernald looks at the strange archway, shrugs and takes a few steps back. "Geronimo!" He runs and dives through it. His body is consumed by silver sparks, and he vanishes.
Before going through yourself, you stop and take one last look around. You see an alternative out: the roof itself, where that green light is shining through. You could fly up there, but it'd be difficult to do so while carrying Liliane, even with your strength. You could attempt this, or follow Fernald's hunch. Either way, it's a plunge into the unknown.
No.757057
>>757056The dragons fists tense as she considers her options. Fly away into the roof? Or step into this ominous arch? Either options feels merely like stepping into a great and infinite unknown. She looks over Liliane, and reflects on their quest thus far.
"Liliane." She says, her claw glowing with a purple glow. "Come, we endure together." The dragoness says as she protects Liliane from whatever may lie ahead.
She closes her eyes, and steps into the light of the gateway.
Inure [1d10] (Liliane) (Dark)
Overhealing [1d10] (Liliane)
Roll #1 4 = 4 /
Roll #2 3 = 3 No.757058
>>757057She doesn't seem to respond to her name for a moment, then comes around. She nods. You cast a protective spell on her, and as one, you step through the archway.
There's a flash of silver light, and you are plunged into darkness. Liliane vanishes from your side, and your guts leap into your throat as you feel yourself hurtling through shadow, your head spinning out of control. Lights and shapes whizz by you in the dark, faces you don't recognize, voices you've never heard. You hear the beating of a great heart, and see green rings in the sky, coalescing into a strangely familiar shape.
Then, it all comes to a halt. You see that figure from your dreams once again. A black stag, an orb of dripping shadow floating between his antlers, his body formless and nebulous. His face is draped in black, and in lieu of eyes, two pairs of teeth bare at you. You can't move, or speak, and feel yourself being moved inexorably closer to it.
The figure raises a foreleg, extending it impossibly far, pointing at you, right between your eyes. The figure sprouts black feathered wings, and the mouths in its eyes whisper to you.
The door is open.-
You taste dirt. Your head pounds and your body aches as you come to. Your vision is blurred. You slowly start to realize you're flat on the ground. You're not in that dark tower anymore. You're somewhere else entirely. It's hard to get a bearing on your surroundings just yet, but you think you can hear someone else nearby.
No.757059
>>757058Tlawīli lies on the ground, panting in exasperation from the agonal experience still flowing through her mind. Her claws dig into the dirt beneath her as she tries to raise to her feet. Her legs tremble behind her causing her to settle for merely kneeling where she was. She closed her eyes tight, trying to shake off the haunting imagery still looming inside her.
After what felt like eternities she slowly opened her eyes, surveying her new surroundings.
Perception [1d10]
Roll #1 10 = 10 No.757060
>>757059Slowly, you shake off the grime, and come to. Your head still feels like it's going to explode, but you power through it, as best you can. Eventually, you get up, and start looking around.
The world has changed.
You are in a flat, rocky landscape, blanketed in a neverending colorless fog. The earth is dry and cracked, and in the distance, you can see rocky mountains. The sky is grey, and there is no sun. Hanging in the sky above you are three sets of three emerald circles, interlinked. You've seen it before; in flashes of dream, when you were first captured.
Looking back, you can see the remains of what you assume must have been the portal; it's just a pile of rocks now. They're covered in dust already. It's like it's been in ruins for a long time. In your immediate vicinity, you see Liliane lying nearby, slowly coming to with a soft groan. Fernald's already up and about, looking up at the floating runes in wonder. There's no sign of the saurian cultist; he must have left before you came through.
No.757061
>>757060She looks around in disbelief.
"Incredible. This strange world still continues to change and amaze me. It seems even oblivion can get worse." She says, annoyed and upset. She eyes over Fernald, glad to see he shares in her fate. "Is this… to be expected? A prophecy of sunless skies and strange talismans on the horizon?" She asks as she helps Liliane up, closely inspecting her for wounds.
No.757062
>>757061Liliane starts getting up on her own. She seems to have had an easier time than you. "I'm… I'm awake," she mumbles. It takes her a moment to notice her surroundings, looking up in awe. "Where… where ARE we?"
"Well if I'm right, it's not a question of where, but when," says Fernald. "I thought something like this might come about. Much more impressive in person."
"What…? Who are you, really? Did you know this would happen?" Liliane starts pressuring him for answers first, as lost as you are.
"More or less," he replies, turning around to face you. "Unfortunately, this means we're parting ways from here. I've got my own business to attend to, figuring out this whole mess. You," he says, pointing at you, "would do best to watch your back, you hear. Been watching over you since they first grabbed you."
No.757063
>>757062The dragoness is confused at first, but compared to all the chaos she's faced thus far a mysterious guardian angel isn't too far out of the question. She nods at Fernald and gives a genuine thanks to him. "
tlasokamati. Thank you. Perhaps our paths will cross again when this world is making more sense." She says solemnly.
She thinks to herself for a few moments. "Fernald." She begins, curious. "If we had not stepped through that gate and somehow escaped where- or when- would we be right now? In what significance lies that cursed arch?"
No.757064
>>757063"Probably dead, like the rest of 'em. I don't know much, truth be told. Grosvenor always said something like this would come soon. Guess it's time to find out what she meant by it." You've heard that name before, but you can't remember where. "As for the arch, I'm assuming it's how they were able to get around the Echoes so quickly. It was a portal. No going back now though."
"What do you mean you were watching over us?" Liliane asks. "Or, her at least."
"Mental barriers," he answers. "Those freaks have some special interest in your friend here. Seen any shadow men lately?"
He seems to know the answer already from the look on your face. "Some of 'em were just taken away and gods know what they did to 'em. But as for us, we were being probed. The Daydreamers serve that thing. Or it puppets them. Not sure which. Anyway. I've picked up a few magic spells of my own here and there. Grosvenor trusts me enough with that. I was able to keep us blocked from their probing. They couldn't risk brute forcing our minds either, for fear of damage. You're welcome."
"They probably would've broken through eventually, but we got lucky that all this happened. Not exactly in their plans." He looks around, noticing the saurian's absence. "Hm. Shame. Kuwabara's gone. Could've wrung something more out of him."
No.757065
>>757064The dragoness takes a while to process this information. Her mind is wracked with concerns:
"Why would they take me? Why do they seem to know my fears? Was this part of their plan? Will they still come after me?" No prayer could answer her questions. She exhales and speaks simply. "We will survive. This time, whatever time is to come." She says, beginning to accept her achronistic existence.
"Yes, we were lucky. But even more so in this blessing of purpose." She says, reaching her hand behind her back and grasping the handle of her blade without unsheathing it. "I will enact appropriate vengeance to this… cult." She says, her resolve renewed.
No.757066
>>757065"That's a slippery slope, luv. Revenge is all well and good, but don't let it swallow you. Or you won't like what comes after the deed is done."
"Anyway. I should be going. Long road ahead and all." He looks over to you and starts rummaging in his pockets. "Next time you're in a civilized place, if there are any left, find someone who knows the name of Catspaw, and give them this."
Fernald pulls out a piece of lint. He frowns. "That's not it." He rummages again and pulls out a coin. Both sides have an image of a cat. He tosses it for you to catch with a wink. "There. Don't lose it. Don't forget: Catspaw. The rest'll fall into place."
No.757068
>>757066Scowling at Fernald's dismissiveness of her conviction the dragon goes to open her maw in a retort but is stopped by the coin landing in her claws. She looks it over for a while, strangely enamored with the notion of a coin used as such a powerful message. It reminds her of something, but she can't quite place it.
"Catspaw. I understand." She concedes. "The rest will fall into place…" She repeats to herself quietly. She tucks the coin away into a pocket of her armor. "Until our paths cross again?" She asks Fernald.
No.757069
>>757068"Till then," he nods. Liliane, who's been listening with confusion this whole time, can't think of anything to say, except ask the question she didn't get an answer to before.
"Who are you? Really?"
"Me, I'm an agent of a greater cause. But if you're asking about me as in this face, well…"
He sees an opportunity to leave an impression. He tilts his head, beginning to glow with a pale green light. With a flash, and a magical sizzle, there is someone else entirely standing before you: a black, chitinous equine with sharp fangs and bulbous compound eyes. He's a changeling.
"Fernald's dead. For now. Cheerio."
He nods, touching his forehead in a sign of farewell, pulling his cloak around him, and vanishing without a trace.
On closer inspection, you can see him leaving hoofprints, slightly dampening his dramatic exit."…Well that was… something," Liliane remarks, not quite sure what to make of the strange traveler. She's left looking around at the barren landscape. "…What now?…"
No.757070
>>757069She isn't very surprised at "Fernald"'s transformation as he walks away. "I am not shocked. He acted like he had something to hide." She says, turning to Liliane and outstretching a claw.
"We endure. This world challenges me just like the previous, and I emerge not always victorious, but alive. I hope you will do the same." She says, confident in her own will.
"We must seek others, see if ones know of these strange changes. Is there any way to tell where we are or could go?"
No.757071
>>757070She hesitates before extending an ironclad hand, meeting your handshake. "We've made a good team up till now, haven't we. And… well, I'm at a loss for what to do. I've never seen anything like this. We should stick together."
"There's, uh… something you should know. If we're going to be traveling together for good, that is. Since B… Uncle Rourke isn't here anymore. …I shouldn't be telling you, but… well, I don't have anyone else to trust. …My name isn't Liliane. It's Nicola. And I'm… well, please don't freak out?…"
Hesitantly, she reaches for her iron helmet, then removes it. There's nothing but an empty suit of armor underneath. She quickly puts it back on, and shrinks away, as if ashamed. "M-maybe we shouldn't stay together, actually," she stammers, taking a few steps away as if to leave. "I shouldn't… Never mind."
No.757072
>>757071"Oh." She says, lost for words at the strange reveal. Looking over the living armor she silently contemplates the strange behaviors she had seen before and how they made a lot more sense now. She carefully considered her next words, trying not to offend her.
"Nicola. I am sorry about your unc-" She stops herself. "I sympathize with losing ones close to oneself. In these times, being alone is not what you should do. We have better chances of survival together." She says, trying her best to keep Nicola calm.
"I will not let this world take another of my friends."
No.757073
>>757072Seeing your calm reaction, she turns back, a bit more open now. "He was a friend of my father's. There are… people that were after him. And me. We had to take precautions, you see. We, er, planned to interrogate you to make sure you weren't one of them." She sounds a bit embarrassed at that. "But we- I- trust you. After what we've been through, I don't know who else I can. So if you don't mind having me, I'll be happy to come along! I don't get tired, anyway. Or hungry. So we'll be able to help each other out."
She looks away as you call her a friend, not quite sure how to react to that. You get the feeling she's not used to having someone else around like this.
She surveys the landscape again, folding her arms. "So, er, should we get going? It might get dark soon. …Though, I'm not sure if there's even a night or day anymore. What could have happened?…" She looks up at the strange runes that have replaced the sun in bewilderment, trying to think of what to do from here.
No.757074
>>757073The dragoness smiles at the living armor. She looks around.
"There must be a reason the gate sent us here."
She surveys the landscape carefully, searching for any noticeable landmarks that could point her in direction, be them terrain features or celestial bodies.
Navigation [1d10]
Roll #1 6 = 6 No.757075
>>757074You fly up to get an idea of your surroundings. Looks like there's a few ways you could go from here:
Straight ahead, the rocky mountains are impassable, but there's a slight dip that makes for a small passage through them. It looks like a promising place to shelter for the night.
To the east, you can see that the barren wastes give way to a patch of mostly dead forest. What lies beyond, you can't see.
To the south, you can see you're not far from the ocean. The land becomes grassy, giving way to a steep cliff drop, which overlooks the sea. There seem to be the remains of a settlement nestled there.
To the west is a stretch of swampland, and then more mountains. It looks traversable, but hostile.
No.757076
>>757075Figuring the escape and trip to this strange place has taken a tax on both herself and her companion, the dragon opts for the mountain range to camp out for the night.
"We should rest. Times of great change tend to precipitate times of great change." She thinks to herself "Perhaps that saying was more fitting in Trakalian. No matter. Do you agree in resting?" She asks Nicola, treating her as an equal in their adventures.
No.757077
>>757076She's not quite sure what you're trying to say, but doesn't question it. She weighs the options you list. "I think it might be good to head towards the settlement after resting," she points out. "If there's still people there, maybe someone knows what's going on! We should see about camping, though, you're right. We don't have much, but I can try and get a fire going, depending on what we find."
No.757078
>>757077"The world is in a great state of change. I do not doubt that things may continue to be… altered as time goes on. We will see." She says, starting off towards the mountains.
The dragoness laughs at the comment for what feels like the first time in forever. "I will handle fire." She says, tufting off a small flame from her maw as she speaks.
No.757079
>>757078"Oh, right. You are the fire. …" There's a bit of an awkward silence, like she can't think of what else to say.
You travel. The three great runes that have replaced the sun linger ominously in the ash-grey sky, drenching everything in pale light. There's little sound, save for your trudging footsteps, and the warm and gentle breeze that blows up dust around you. Few words are exchanged as you focus on your goal. Several hours tick by as you approach the foot of the mountains, and the pass snaking through them. They loom over you ominously, like ancient guardians silently watching over you, judging your every move.
Before long, you're out of the barren plains and in rocky terrain. The path carving through the mountains lies ahead, and with it comes the night. It seems there's still day and night; by the time you get here, it's starting to get dark. In the distance, you hear the rumble of thunder, and black clouds on the horizon. "At least there's still rain," Nicola comments. "W-we probably shouldn't waste time. Who knows what might happen after dark." She starts looking around, trying to find a suitable place to camp for the night.
No.757216
>>757079Tlawīli turns her head to the gray clouds above, carefully studying them as she thinks. Her thoughts are conflicted. The world has changed. Part of her is hurt to see yet another reality torn away from her. The deep distant rumble of gray thunder sends her thoughts into memories. She had always enjoyed the rain. But this… didn't feel the same. Perhaps it never would.
Bringing her face back down, she turns to go find some sort of shelter from the weather while also looking for some sort of material to burn for the fire.
Perception [1d10]
Roll #1 2 = 2 No.757217
>>757216You look around for shelter and tinder, squinting in the encroaching dark. Your search is fruitless, until you spot the silhouette of a single lonely sapling sprouting from a ledge up above. It should serve as good kindling.
All of a sudden, something slams you from the side, hurling you face first into the dirt. It's Nicola. Before you can ask, you see what prompted her to shove you all of a sudden. A boulder from above has loosened, tumbling down the mountainside and coming to a stop where you just were, lifting a cloud of dust. Another second and you would have been crushed.
"Sorry. Didn't have much time… Are you alright?" She offers to help you up, a bit shaken from the close call.
No.757218
>>757217She looks at the boulder bewildered. She then looks at Nicola beside her. "I am… fine. That was shocking; how fast you are capable of reacting" She says, accepting the help and standing up with her.
"I have questions I fear may be… incorrect to ask." The dragon says, trying her best to be sensitive about things.
No.757219
>>757218She tilts her head- or helmet- inquisitively. "There's no point in hiding what I am," she shrugs. "I have to admit, I'm rather curious about you as well. We've been travelling together a while, but we don't really know each other well, do we." She chuckles awkwardly. "How about you ask me a question, and I get to ask you one? … People do that, right?"
No.757220
>>757219The dragoness giggles. "Is that your question?" She sits against a nearby rock face, bending one knee up and outstretching the other.
"I understand it is not. These are jokes." Her tone becomes more serious. "How did you… or were you always… Ah." She can't quite find the words. "What are you, exactly?" She doesn't seem content with that wording either.
No.757221
>>757220The attempt at humor seems to have gone over her head. As you lean against the rock face, she attempts to mimic your actions rather clumsily, taking a moment to talk before you resume the search for shelter.
"That's… Hm. To be honest, I'm not quite sure. I… have a father. Or someone that says he is. Though I don't know think I was ever born. I was never told much about myself. The first thing I remember is waking up in this body. And that must have been… three months ago? Four? Or maybe it was more… I'm still new to it all, you see. But I don't think I was anything before this. This metal shell is all I have. I'm sorry I can't really answer much more. I don't really know what I am. Only that, well, I am." She giggles.
"But, um… I suppose I could ask you the same question. I've never seen anyone like you before. What kind of being has scales and wings? Are they common on the outside? I've never been there, you see. …Though that's a bit obvious."
No.757276
>>757221"Ah. I am not unfamiliar with such a concept. Beings of strange nonexistence are something I have encountered. There is no rush to know what you are." She says, smiling at the armor.
"Ah. Dragons. Or
ketsalkuetspallin to be more specific." She perfectly tumbles over the syllables, not tripped up at all by the daunting term. "In my time, we were fairly common. Our presences stretched to all major kingdoms. Primarily Trakali of the Tratakt and the
Tehtle of
Tletepetl. My kind, Trakali, bear both scales and wings." She says, outstretching one of her white-gold wings. "Tehtle bore no wings, long since burned away from the fires of mount Tletepetl. They chose instead to run the dusts of the volcano at speeds beyond even those I can fly. I have not seen a Tehtle since arriving here. There are other species, yes, but we are all mostly the same. Dragons. Scalekin." She says with a strange sense of comradarie.
"I have been told that…" She's choked up. "Neither kingdom survived long past my time. I am likely one of the only dragons in this… strange world." She pulls herself together. "Trakali knew of this dimension, capable of sending ones to it. To my knowledge, no other dragon kingdom knew of this."
She's quiet for a bit, but then perks up a bit. "I could share stories on our way to town, if you would like?" She says with excitement, not having someone to listen to her histories in a long time.
No.757277
>>757276"I'd like to find out. Someday. My father, Clifford never let me ask too many questions. I don't really think he was my father at all. Though, he created me. I think. So maybe it is apt. Do you have parents if you weren't born?" She seems to be losing her train of thought, making a conscious effort to stop rambling and listen to you instead.
"Kets… ketsalcoat…" She tries to pronounce it, but fails miserably.
"Oh, a dragon! That makes sense. But I thought dragons were bigger? At least…" She stretches her arms out as far as she can. "…Three times bigger than this. And that they walked on four legs. I guess the stories were wrong?"
She grows more somber as you reflect on your plight. "It must be awful," she muses. "Being trapped down here, I mean. But don't lose hope! There has to be a way out of this place. You might yet be able to go back to where you came from." The implication of returning to your home knowing it's doomed to die goes way over her head.
"Oh, that'd be lovely!" she answers cheerily. "We, er, should find a place to camp first though." She keeps looking around for a place to hole up for the night. "What's it like out there, anyway? On the outside, I mean. I've heard it's a paradise compared to down here."
No.757278
>>757277"Ah. You refer to
amo-nikan or the Old Ones. Dragons consumed by greed and grown to their terrible true sizes. We are ancestors of such, yes. And our gods ar- were such." She quickly tries to hurry along, trying to rush over that slip. "In my time, we are so separated from such that we no longer are the same as those dragons. Though different kingdoms adopted different aspects of
amo-nikan. Tehtle ran on all four limbs, for instance. The Atōyatl of the northern rivers could breathe certain elements naturally. Trakali…. I do not know what we inherited from our ancestors. Their greed? Diplomacy? Hubris?" She says, ashamed of her people.
"I… do not know if I would return. All this time I did not expect to have. Before I was sent here I merely expected oblivion. Nothingness. Death. This is all… borrowed time to me. I would not return happily. I would enact vengeance upon my brothers and sisters who sent me here and-" Her building rage stops suddenly. "When would I return? This place is outside of time. If I could return at any time it could be more than just when I was banished… I could return to my
tlasohtlalistli…" She says, not explaining that word.
The dragoness breathes deep, calming herself down. "Those questions will be answered when they are answered. For now, I focus on what is before me."
"Paradise? Yes, Trakali was nice but I know not of the rest of the world. My time was torn by an evil warlord. Although I have heard of kingdoms of gold and silver such as Mersmeria and daring and colorful places like Keslik. I have grown to appreciate this place. The people are more willing to help one another. We struggle together." She says with a smile.
She looks around for a better spot to bare the weather before morning.
Navigation [1d10]
Roll #1 7 = 7 No.757279
>>757278She side eyes you as you start getting worked up. "Maybe it's better to let go of the past," she muses. "This place isn't perfect. Far from it. But it's not all bad. Even if it gets… weird." She looks up at the symbols in the sky. "Maybe, if enough people were to come together, and help each other, this place could be a goodly home. I mean, there are whole towns and cities. What if they were to help each other more, instead of sticking to themselves?"
You notice that where the boulder dislodged, it left an overhang. It's narrow, but it would protect you from rough weather, and make for a decent camping spot. It's not far from that sapling you spotted, either. You could get a fire going there.
No.757280
>>757279"Ah. Yes. What is this but just another world? Same as the previous." She says, removing herself from her previous bout of rage.
She flies up to the sapling, tearing it from the ground and bringing it to the overhang below. She breaks pieces of it off, slowly assembling a small firepit. Her wings fold inwards as she lays down and breathes small, focused puffs of burning light into the side of it, trying to start a modest fire.
No.757281
>>757280She does a double take as you take off without pointing out the overhang. She eventually puts two and two together, and starts climbing the rocky face with ease, reminding you of some strange ape. With a metallic rattle, she stations herself on the overhang, sitting on her haunches patiently as you rip up the sapling. She can't help but stare as you breathe a brilliant beam of light onto the collected tinder, starting a small but comfortable fire. "Wish I could do that," she jokes.
"So, er… what now?"
It soon dawns on you that you have nothing to eat for the evening, nor do you have anything to sleep on. It's going to be a rough night, and the flashing thunderclouds don't help much.
No.757282
>>757281"Maybe you can, I couldn't until a red wolf fire witch taught enlightened me with such after I ate a gem she didn't want falling into the wrong hands- err hooves." She corrects herself like THAT was the confusing part of that.
The dragon looks past the overhang, surveying for anything else they could scavenge up.
Perception [1d10]
Roll #1 3 = 3 No.757283
>>757282"Oh. I see." She decides not to question any of that.
You squint in the dark, trying to make out something you can hunt or gather, but you can't see much. Nicola notices you looking. "Do you want me to go have a look around?" she offers. "I'm pretty good at scrounging things up. Though, I'm not really sure what dragons eat. …You're not a soulfeeder like that Changeling, are you?…" She sticks her metal hand into the fire without regard for the danger, grabbing a burning stick to use as a torch. It doesn't seem to affect her at all.
No.757284
>>757283"Our diets vary by species. Luckily, mine are omnivores. Plants, meat, even gems. Especially gems. What I would not do for a ruby right now…" She muses, her own hunger obvious. "If you would like to look for something to eat, please. Just be careful please."
She's amazed at Nicola simply ignoring the fire. "You… are not burned?"
No.757285
>>757284"Why would I be?" she asks amusedly. She holds up her metal hand and twirls it. It spins like a top in its socket.
Your stomach growls in agreement. "Alright. I'll see what I can find. I won't be long, don't worry. I'm just going to the top of the rocks and back." She jams the flaming stick into where her face should be, closing the visor to hold onto it before starting to climb. It's not long before sounds of her movement fade into the distance as she goes to try and find something.
No.757286
>>757285A few quiet minutes of contemplation go by, before a loud clanking and rattling heralds her return. "I couldn't find much. Sorry." She passes you some pulled up carrots, a branch of wild berries, and a single weird looking rock. The latter is completely inedible. She means well.
No.757287
>>757286She smiles at Nicola's safe return, politely taking a carrot to munch on. She studies the rock closely, given she has nothing better to do.
"It is fine. My species can spend months without eating, thought it is not enjoyable." She says before tearing into her carrot. "Some of Trakali's most devoted were said to only consume sunlight, but I do not know if that is true."
"Do you eat?" She asks, trying not to sound offensive but still very curious.
No.757288
>>757287It's a rock. It could be thrown at an enemy. Quite thrilling.
The carrot is barely stomachable. She watches expectantly, eager to please. "Living off sunlight?" she parrots. "Like the plants do? How strange. Though, no stranger than being kidnapped by mute cultists only to escape to find the sun having vanished, I suppose."
She blinks at your question. "No, what for?" she asks, completely genuinely. "I don't need to eat, or drink, or sleep. What's it like, anyway? I'm curious now."
No.757289
>>757288"It is… carnal. Unexplainable. It is merely a form of desire that can be satiated. At least, that's what the most devoted said. I… really cannot explain it." She says, almost confused at the question.
"Sleep however, I could not go without. It is nice to be able to stop the day and spend time away from it. It is like sorting ones life into little periods of sixteen or so hours. It is… comfortable." She says, yawning at the tail end of it.
No.757290
>>757289"Ah. Well, that cements it then. You should probably do that when you're ready, and I'll keep watch for anything that happens in the night. I'm used to spending a lot of time alone at night anyway. When I was with Father, I'd go on walks through the city at night. …It wasn't a nice place. Gloomy. Unwelcoming. Lifeless, even. The people there were… suffering. And my father always wanted me to…" She trails off. She doesn't seem to have many good memories.
"…I wouldn't go back there. Looking back on it. Have you ever been there? Last Hearth? It's… well, I don't know where we are now, but it's on the northern side of the river. Inland, at the foot of the great mountain."
No.757291
>>757290The dragon nods solemnly before settling down for the night. "Nicola, if you need anything, even just to talk. Do not hesitate to wake me. I do not want you to be lonely." She says, closing her eyes and laying down.\
She speaks with her eyes closed. "I have not been there." She yawns. "But we will face it together, and whatever happens, happens." She says, her usual prose lost to sleepiness.
No.757292
>>757291She nods as she sits down. "Thanks. But I should be okay. Really. …Sleep well, Tlawili." She seems unsure of whether she should be saying that, awkwardly shuffling to face away from you, and stand guard.
The floor is hard and uncomfortable, but you'll have to make do. Seems that storm's going to pass over, at least. It takes a while to get comfortable, but eventually, you slip away, drifting into a deep, dreamless slumber. Time will only tell what tomorrow will bring.
>+2 Enlightenment points!
