Quest: Midsummer Games Quest

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Tesarik One: Log On
Tesarik One: --start quest state--
Tesarik One: OH Quest: "Midsummer Quest"
Tesarik One: Your leader is Pamela.
Tesarik One: If you have questions please IM me or one of the Moderators.
Tesarik One: Estimated time is 3 hours from when we begin.
Tesarik One: You can die on our adventures and there are consequences if you
die.
Tesarik One: Make sure your dossier is updated! If it's not on your dossier
you do not have it and this includes mundane gear.
Tesarik One: Remember when you first use something to tell me how you are
able to use it - after that you can merely state the numbers.
Tesarik One: Now state your info: Rank - Name - Class/Profession - Dice -
Hit Points - Defense DC - Healing Points if applicable. You will need to keep
up with your own self-healing points as they are used.
Tesarik One: ---end state---
ascending aria: [ Amber Marshal Ophelia Harrington, d56 - 34HP, DEF DC 15 -
Support/Bard ]
Ashton Locke: Cade Reeves, Sapphire Marshal, Rogue/Combat, 2d68, 35 hp, dc
22
scales change: Ruby Shield | Kythin | 2d80 | 48 HP | 22 Def DC | 26
Self-Heal Points | Vindicator/Knight
avenging eidolon: Torment - Sapphire Marshal - 2d68 - DC19 - Arcane/Psion
OnlineHost: I Yield to None has entered the room.
Of Crimson Tides: [Topaz Defender - Scarletta Deveraux - Combat/Swashbuckler
- 2d36 - 20 HP - 15 -1 (Aggressive Flaw) = 14 Defense DC]
sacred gears: (( Topaz Defender Jett Titus Grayson | Combat, Swordmaster -
2d36 - 28 HP / Diehard | DEF DC: 16 ))
I Yield to None: [Sapphire Defender - Rhyldrin Ken'rae - 2D60 - 30 HP - DC22
- Combat/Fighter/Arcane - 14 Self Healing]
sacred gears: (( *Self-healing 12 points ))
Tesarik One: 7/8
Tesarik One: Y'all go ahead and roll for init. Add quickness, subtract for
armor if needed, give me final number.
OnlineHost: ascending aria rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
OnlineHost: avenging eidolon rolled 1 20-sided die: 8
Ashton Locke: (15)
ascending aria: [ 14 ]
avenging eidolon: 17
OnlineHost: sacred gears rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
OnlineHost: Of Crimson Tides rolled 1 20-sided die: 10
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Of Crimson Tides: [10 + 5 Quickness = 15]
I Yield to None: (+12 = 28)
sacred gears: (( +6 = 7 ))
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
scales change: [+12 qck = 18 | Armor Mastery: No Init Penalty due to Heavy
Armor ]
x Silver Heat x: Topaz Champion Akito Takano, Fighter/Combat - 2d40 / 28 HP
/ Diehard /
OnlineHost: x Silver Heat x rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
x Silver Heat x: [ +2 quickness = 16 ]
Tesarik One: Give me a moment to set up the board.
Tesarik One: Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] || Torment 0/36 [19] ||
Akito 0/28 [12] || Cade 0/35 [22] || Scarletta 0/20 [14] || Ophelia 0/34 [15]
|| Jett 0/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Mistakes? IM me.
Tesarik One: Intro: This week is the Midsummer Games in Navahla - capitol
city of Sarkotos. The whole city is excited about the games, from the
wealthiest neighborhoods to the poorest
Tesarik One: sections of town they've decorated and there is an air of
excitement. Amelia Park especially, where at nearly all times of day and
night bards and storytellers have gathered to entertain the public. The innes
and hotels of the city
Tesarik One: are packed full, people from all over the world have come for
the festivities. Tonight's adventure begins in the Obsidian Heart Inne, where
the Heart adventurers have gathered for a respite whether drink or food, card
games or darts
Tesarik One: or just hanging out with friends. (Begin RP)
Ashton Locke: Or people-watching. That's what Cade was doing. Sitting all on
his lonesome, watching anyone else who happened to be around and sipping at a
drink, not saying a word. Naturally, he had a book handy, so it didn't LOOK
like he was
I Yield to None: -The drow came down from his room, his body covered in his
new armor. Though not one to be sentimental, the drow was very much enjoying
his new gear. Ordering a drink as he walked toward his normal table the dark
one would take a
Ashton Locke: just observing people. Wouldn't want to be that blatant about
it, after all. Plus looking like one was reading a book tended to make people
less likely to approach and start jabbering away.
I Yield to None: seat before that emerald gaze looked around the interior of
the inn. He smirked some, wondering if the stinky pirate would be stopping by
this evening. She still owed him a drink after all.-
OnlineHost: JOHN50AZ has entered the room.
OnlineHost: JOHN50AZ has left the room.
ascending aria: Ophelia had actually been avoiding this place, opting to
stay at another inne entirely. She was not at all comfortable with what was
beneath it. It seemed to be the place to be, though.. so she'd made her way
to the door again, and
Of Crimson Tides: ::Scarletta was, of course, engaging in her usual
behaviors of getting her money's worth in free drink and looking for folks to
con into unfair wagers and other seedy activities. Downing her upteenth drink
from that hefty beer stein
avenging eidolon: Torment floated down the stairs from the rooms above, her
ghostly attire floating about her as if there were some unearthly breeze
blowing. The ghost paused at the bottom, and pure-black eyes looked around
staring a few seconds at
ascending aria: simply stood on the threshold looking in, but not actually
stepping inside. If anyone wanted to get past, she'd step out of the way, of
course but for now, she seemed to be a permanent fixture in the once empty
doorframe. Opting not
x Silver Heat x: Akito had been to plenty of Innes and Taverns for as long
as he could remember, whether for business or pleasure. So, being rather new
to this country he decided to take some time off to enjoy the drinks and
festivities. Partici-
avenging eidolon: each and every person gathered. But, it was Cade whom she
decided to approach. Hovering only a few inches above the floor she
manifested fully once she reached him and her feet hit the floor, the
"breeze" disappeared and she sat
ascending aria: to dress in her usual all white outfit, she was in earthy
tones of green and brown; her leafweave sat over a tunic, her backpack was
her back, with her bow attached. Her flute and dagger, as ever were rest upon
her belt. [d]
avenging eidolon: down on one of the chairs. It took great concentration and
power to fully manifest, and wouldn't last very long, but she was getting
better at it.
x Silver Heat x: pating in activities were not likely, but he certainly
would sample the local spirits and that is where he could be found, propped
up at the bar counter and glancing around the room to see if per chance he
found anyone he
x Silver Heat x: recognized. [d]
Of Crimson Tides: of hers, that crooked grin never leaving her features as
she took in the fairly sizeable crowd this evening, likely all here for the
games. Spotting Rhyldrin amongst the other patrons, the lass would even be so
bold as to approach
sacred gears: If there was something hidden beneath the foundation of the
Inne, Jett was not aware of it. Naturally, since he was a newcomer to this
area. He wasn't going to hold his breath on running into anyone he knew here
but a place where
scales change: Hardly shy Kythin's arrival came no that long after the bard
stopped at the door. Coming upon the fearful bard earned only one take of the
scene. " Can't have this again. " Prompting Kythin to procede in wrapping
arms around the
Ashton Locke: Well! There was perhaps the one person he didn't mind
approaching when he was in hte middle of his people watching. He grinned to
his ghostly friend and wiggled his fingers in a wave. "Well hello there. Glad
to see you. How's
Ashton Locke: things?" He closed his book and nudged it aside, turning his
full attention on to Torment.
sacred gears: alcohol was served was usually a good place to meet people.
That was something on the agenda for this evening and so he followed the
group of people heading into the establishment. He made certain his pack and
sword were secured
scales change: poor girl and doing the only reasonable thing, toss her over
his shoulder and head in. Having acquiring a likely struggling entertainer,
the Knight kept right on moving until reaching the bar.. just in time to
seemingly forget about
Of Crimson Tides: him instead of trying to hide from the little 'wager' she
apparently still owed him for:: Well if it ain't be mister swee' talk th'
elf! Tell ye what, there be some REAL 'vents ta go double er nothin'
on...like a boat race! See ya
sacred gears: before stepping through the doors.
Of Crimson Tides: keep that ther' smug as a bug grin on th' waters, ya
skeever!
avenging eidolon: "As well as it can be for a bound spirit." She shrugged,
and reached over to give a little shove to his book herself now that she was
all solid. She leaned over and grinned a bit to Cade, "Found any trouble
lately?"
scales change: poor Ophelia. " ...Strange, its busy. Hey! A mug of
Knockskull! " And then he noticed the green clad bard on his shoulder
again.Oh. " You ready to set foot in the inne yet? " -d
Ashton Locke: "Alas, no. I've only found that the people around here tend to
be dreadfully boring." Then again, when compared to the inmates at Shatter
Island, most people would be." He shrugged, then took a glance around the
room to see if
I Yield to None: -The drow lifted his gaze toward the smelly bandit before
lifting an eyebrow at her proposal. "My dear, there is nothing you can offer
me that would get me into a boat race with you." (d)
Ashton Locke: anyone was in the process of proving him wrong, but..no. He
looked back tot he ghost and grinned though. "I do have some plans, however.
Ought to be fun."
ascending aria: Kythin was lucky she hadn't scratched his eyes out, there
had been a strangled scream of a noise when she'd been lifted off the ground
though. While she was hanging over his shoulder, however, she'd noticed Jett
coming through the
x Silver Heat x: Akito was pondering bringing his kids over to join the
festival before they were over and done for the year, as his tankard was
turned up and he finished the first round. Slender digits rose in attempt to
get the tender's attention
ascending aria: door after them. " Jett! When did you get here? " Well, if
the dragon was going to be an ass, she was going to outright ignore him,
despite her predicament. She wouldn't even given him the benefit of
struggling to be free!
avenging eidolon: She nodded, and then tugged out a small cigarette from her
bosom. Putting it between her lips, it was easily alit by magic. She leaned
back and began to smoke her wraithweed, as she turned her black gaze upon
those around in the
avenging eidolon: inne and gave a little nod. "Hmph."
x Silver Heat x: with the intention of a refill. They were surprisingly
good, but unsurprisingly left him as sober as he ever was. Glancing over the
busy Inne, he squinted as a few faces seemed familiar. But he'd spoken to
none on these adventures
x Silver Heat x: they had so, he saw no current reason to interrupt their
own spheres. [d]
Of Crimson Tides: O' course ther' ain't! ::she would burst into another
rather obnoxious and gruff laugh at his response to her:: Seein' as how ya be
so gracious ta admit ya ain't got nothin' on li'l ol' me, me feel 'bliged ta
bury th' blades an'
Of Crimson Tides: make good on th' drink me owes ya.
Tesarik One: (Spot Check)
OnlineHost: avenging eidolon rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 1 20-sided die: 6
avenging eidolon: 18
scales change: [+5 Hawk Eyes = 16 ]
I Yield to None: (+5 = 11)
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
OnlineHost: Of Crimson Tides rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
OnlineHost: x Silver Heat x rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
Of Crimson Tides: [+1 Perception = 3 :-(]
Ashton Locke: (+2 perception, +5 alert = 27)
OnlineHost: ascending aria rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
ascending aria: [ +5 - Lantern of Revelation = 10 ]
x Silver Heat x: [ +1 percep. = 8 ]
Tesarik One: 12+ should have gotten an IM. IM me if I missed you.
sacred gears: Hearing his name, Jett turned towards the familiar voice,
though he hadn't expected to find Phe at the altitude she was currently at.
He gave her an amused look. "Just now, when you spotted me walking through
the door." Of course,
Ashton Locke: Face fell a bit when she didn't ask what his plan might be,
but oh well. He wouldn't tell her around all these people anyway! He glanced
around the room a bit and tilted his head when his gaze hit one of the
windows, then he
sacred gears: he took her question to mean when had he gotten to the Inne.
"Look at you, you've grown taller." Smirk.
Ashton Locke: snickered. "Oh, well look at that. Finally it's starting to
liven up a bit." Unusual things like snow in the middle of summer were indeed
more interesting than people behaving like a bunch idiots.
scales change: " Have it your way, Lia. " Though the call over to Jett got
his attention enough to glance the fellow's way. Oh. That man. " Still hoping
to help the minstrel toss me in a pool?, Jet is it? " Course with a bard on
his shoulder
avenging eidolon: She had drawn her eyes away from everyone and stared out
the nearest window as she gave her full attention to the wonderful drug that
she ached for so often when she too noticed that it was...snowing? Or maybe
it was more fun than
I Yield to None: "Just make sure it is something...... pleasant." He said
with a sigh, his face twisting some as he remembered that awful brew from the
previous night.-
avenging eidolon: snow and the city was being covered in ash. "I think it's
the end of the world. I have heard a few dumbass prophets in the street
lately....the end of the world is at hand."
scales change: might be confusing which entertainer he meant. Clearly the
one not present at all in the inne. " ... You know 'Lia hm? " Course a look
Jett's way earned the window a passing glance.. stopping his gaze in its
tracks. " .... Thats st
scales change: range. " Not that he'd be worried if it was snow.. never felt
cold these days. -d
Ashton Locke: He snorted at that assessment and then stood up and stretched
out a bit. "It'd be more fun if it was ash, but if those prophets are
correct, I'll...I don't know what. Something drastic." He was moving then,
right out the door to
Tesarik One: It was snow, and a lot of it. It was falling fast and thick,
piling on the windowframe and chilling the windows enough that probably
everyone would eventually notice if not the cool air but the way the entire
town was becoming white
Ashton Locke: find out which it was.
Tesarik One: outside the window.
Tesarik One: It was falling so quickly that Cade would find about a foot at
the door when he opened it.
ascending aria: " I've grown to a full 6 foot or so! " She really had no
idea how tall Kythin was, he just dwarfed her so she made a stab in the dark.
Unfortunately, she could not ignore him long after his assertion that
something was s
I Yield to None: -Feeling the cold air rush in when the door was opened
behind him he turned to see the snow before turning his gaze to look around
at the windows. Asking the obvious, though he was not from around here, "is
this normal weather?" The
Ashton Locke: "Ha! At this rate we'll all be snowed in, and won't that be
fun?" He gathered up a handful of snow and packed it into a little ball, then
flung it at...hm.....
ascending aria: strange. " What is? " She also found it rather curious that
Jett and the dragon knew one another, and a pool had been involved somehow! "
Did it get really cold in here, all of a sudden? " She felt the cold quicker
than most.
I Yield to None: drow stood and pulled his cloak around him, while also
pulling up his hood, before turning too look around at the others who had
gathered.-
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 7-sided die: 5
Ashton Locke: Jett, apparently. Snowball inbound!
sacred gears: Jett's view of the windows had been blocked by Phe and the man
carrying her, but before long even he could tell something was up. The Black
Knight's question would have to wait, seeing as a ball of snow just impacted
with his
Tesarik One: People moved quickly in the streets, and children were tossing
snowballs while their teeth chattered at one another. Mothers yelled for kids
to get inside, and horses and carriages pulled through the snow quickly.
Tesarik One: Cade- roll a Spot.
Of Crimson Tides: Tell ye what, ya pick th' drink an' me will oh so
gracefully carry it over ta ya on a tray! ::she had been prepared to grab his
drink, before noticing the sudden cold and the sight of...snow? Yeah, this
was definitely...strange::
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Ashton Locke: (......27 again)
Ashton Locke: Cade sees all when he's in people-watching mode, apparently.
x Silver Heat x: It was the draft when the door opened that caught his
attention first and caused Akito to look over his shoulder toward the open
door. The snowball flying through the air was confirmation. "..the Hell?" He
asked increduously. [d]
Tesarik One: Cade sees a couple tall, white clad individuals jump from one
roof to the next. They have blue hair, with bows on their backs.
Of Crimson Tides: Ain't seen nothin' indicatin' this sort o' thing...[Old
Salt - Weather Knowledge]::
sacred gears: face. An 'oof' was heard and he took a stumble back, quickly
wiping the snow from his face before he cast his gaze around the room.
Unfortunately, he had been too distracted to notice where it had come from.
"Are we going to have
Tesarik One: This is definitely not Sarkotan Midsummer weather.
Ashton Locke: "Well now what the fuck is all this?" He made note of what
these folks looked like, and reached into his jacket to tug his hand crossbow
free, and load it. He was tempted to take a shot at one of them, but instead
he made note of
scales change: Strange.. he was feeling it to.. making the Black Knight
frown at the likely reasons for that! " ... Magical cold.. definitelly
magical cold. " How the hells did he know that? Don't ask the man that could
becoming a monstrous white
sacred gears: a snowball fight indoors now?" Even as he was asking the
question, he moved to pack a snowball of his own and threw it at Phe. Just
because.
Ashton Locke: where they were headed, as far as he could reason, then moved
back inside, jerking a thumb back towards the door and looking at Jett.
"Those damn kids, y'know. Unfortunate timing on me opening the door I guess."
Then, he went to
Ashton Locke: find some paper so he could sketch one of the...whatevers he
saw.
scales change: half-dragon... certainly it had nothing to do with that!
Course Jett throwing a snowball at Phe meant Kythin was a target as well..
and he didn't like being hit with things! " ... Watch where you throw those..
" -d
Of Crimson Tides: Well, mateys, only two things methinks ta help deal with
th' cold; more drinks, an' spillin' some blood...seein' how this ain't be
normal, migh' be worth findin' out what in timbers is causin' it...
Tesarik One: After Cade shut the door, it soon opened and a man dressed in
rich and fancy clothes came in, dusting the snow off him and shivering.
"Maria!" He looked around, eyeing those around in the room. "I'm assuming at
least some of you
Tesarik One: work for the redhead?"
I Yield to None: "You know what they say about assumptions." He said rather
blandly after looking over the man who just entered. He then pointed toward
the entrance. "Maria is going to kick your ass for getting snow all over her
floor." (d)
sacred gears: "We're not going after them?" Jett would like to repay that
favor. Of course, he didn't exactly know who those damn kids were. The Black
Knight's comment --- TBK for short since Jett had no idea what his name was
-- caused him to
ascending aria: Snow dripped off her face and a hand was lifted to wipe it
all away. A look that could kill was sent in Jett's direction but any
threats, were not voiced. Instead, she wriggled over Kythin, right out of his
arm, so she could land on
Ashton Locke: He didn't give the man so much as a glance, as he was busy
sketching. Once he was done with the surprisingly good bit of artwork,
considering how briefly he'd seen the figures on the rooftops, but then again
that was the upside to
Tesarik One: He stomped his feet and then shrugged. "I got no time to wait
for her to show. This is Midsummer Games, there shouldn't be any snow. I seen
'em though, a tall blue haired man with some sort of contraption. He was
climbing one of the
sacred gears: look back over at the man and a shrug was given. "Not my fault
you're kind of hard to miss."
Ashton Locke: remembering everything he saw damn near perfectly. Once he had
a bow-bearing, white-clad figure with blue hair drawn, he slapped it down on
the bar and pointed, talking loud and right over the man. "Anyone know what
this is supposed
Ashton Locke: to be?"
Ashton Locke: (brb)
ascending aria: her hands, then flip over onto her feet with a clatter of
gear, and her bow most likely got wrapped up in her backpack. She was free,
though, so it was okay! Clapping her hands together, she rubbed them while
she listened to the
ascending aria: man.
Tesarik One: buildings on the edge of the Park. Next thing I knew, it was
snowing."
Tesarik One: "Then like little white spiders, they began spreading and
hopping to different rooftops."
Of Crimson Tides: Ey now, mister fancybritches, which particular redhead do
ya be referin' ta? ::Of course, she knew he meant Maria, but being a redhead
herself, the lass felt inclined to take some offense at his reference:: An'
if ye be footin' th'
Tesarik One: Maria stepped in from the kitchen, wiping her hands on her
apron. She glanced to Cade's drawing, then over to the man whom she gave a
nod to. "It's an iceborn."
Of Crimson Tides: payments fer me services, then ya got me blades fer yer
cause.
scales change: " Couldn't just ask to be let down.. " Well he could put his
focus on the man blathering about kids on his now white lawn and what not. "
Little far from natural ice. " -d
Tesarik One: "Get your shit together, and go find out what the fuck is going
on." There, they had their assignment. She stared across at the man. "Best
get everyone inside till we handle this, Lord Henry."
I Yield to None: -Looking to the man who had entered he nodded some. "I love
it when you gets all flirty and saucy." Turning back to Maria he would sneer
in her direction before making his way with any others towards the door.-
I Yield to None: (*you = she and a bad typo lol)
Tesarik One: Lord Henry blinked a moment at the other redhead, giving her a
half-smile, then when Maria appeared he seemed to breathe a little easier.
"Yes, yes, good idea. Thank you. " He bowed slightly to Maria and hurried out
into the snow
Ashton Locke: "Iceborn? Sounds like they hate fire. That's fucking
fantastic. I vote we go kill them all." He snickered, then dashed right on
outside to go flop down in the snow. May as well take advantage of his cold
immunity, right? He'd be
Tesarik One: and began barking instructions to those around, telling them to
get everyone inside.
Ashton Locke: waiting out there and watching the rooftops whilst lying on
his back.
Of Crimson Tides: ::Yup, she wasn't going to argue with Maria, who was
keeping her with a roof over her head and plenty of booze to sate her thirst.
She would follow right along with Rhyldrin, drawing out her Cutlass and Short
Sword in anticipation
Of Crimson Tides: of earning her keep::
sacred gears: It was then that Jett finally noticed another man in their
midst, babbling about seeing somebody with a device that may have been the
cause of the snow they were getting. He brightened when Maria apparently
issued them an
avenging eidolon: She acted like she ignored everyone, and just smoked her
wraithweed, though when Maria showed up she sighed and finished her
cigarette, then rose and began to float again as she only half manifested and
headed outside into the snow.
sacred gears: assignment. "Hey BK, you like snow?" BK was the Black Knight,
of course.
scales change: Glancing off at Cade's suggestion of killing them all really
just asked for a comment. " Thats wasteful. " No gripes about murder, but
that it was wasteful.. really now. Good enough time as any to look Jett's
way. " ... My home is
scales change: in the Slipfoot Tundra, I imagine thats telling enough. " He
jerked his head Ophelia's way. " She still ignoring me? " And back to the
matter of snow. " ... Usually don't even feel the cold.. not enjoying
remembering how it feels. "
scales change: -d
Tesarik One: (Spot Check everyone)
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
ascending aria: " I knew I should have worn my cloak. " It had a nice big
fur collar and everything! With a sigh, she untangled her bow and moved
towards the door. Peeking out, her nose wrinkled. " She has a name. " And
with that, she stepped out
ascending aria: into the snow!
OnlineHost: sacred gears rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
OnlineHost: Of Crimson Tides rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
OnlineHost: ascending aria rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
scales change: [ 9. ]
Of Crimson Tides: [+1 Perception = 19]
ascending aria: [+5 = 20 ]
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
OnlineHost: avenging eidolon rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Ashton Locke: (25)
avenging eidolon: 16
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
I Yield to None: (+5 = 22)
x Silver Heat x: A raven brow rose up at the tone in the woman's voice.
Finishing up his spirits, the asian rose from his seat at the bar and
followed the man outside the door and then disappeared into the snowy night.
Until next time for Akito. [d]
scales change: " I still prefer 'Lia. " A shrug.. then heading out that
door.. seeing as how they had to deal with the Iceborn anyhow.-d
sacred gears: "Lucky you. I am not looking forward to freezing my ass off."
It was supposed to be summer, so he dressed appropriately for summer! When BK
questioned whether Phe was still ignoring him, Jett reached over and prodded
the girl, just
OnlineHost: x Silver Heat x has left the room.
sacred gears: before she stepped out! He followed everyone out.
Tesarik One: 15+ notice a man dressed in white with blue hair crouched atop
the Boutique Felix, just a few doors down from the inne's compound. It was
right on the edge of the park, as was the inne.
Ashton Locke: Was he in hand crossbow range?
I Yield to None: -The drow's gaze narrowed as he looked about, seeing one of
them crouched on the roof a few doors down from where they stood. Beneath his
cloak he began to attach his gear and within seconds it was.... well
attached.-
Of Crimson Tides: Hope th' silly bastard breaks his neck by fallin' off that
there roof...::rest assured, if her mean words about the odd man she spotted
came true, she'd be the first one rifling through his pockets::
ascending aria: " I might dye my hair blue. " It looked quite fetching! She
wasn't speaking to anyone in particular, she was watching the ice born on the
roof.
Tesarik One: Through the snow falling, came the sound of something flying
their way, a crossbow bolt. Thwap!
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 7-sided die: 1
sacred gears: "That'd be way too easy. Are things ever easy around here?" He
inquired with a curious tone. A snort was heard when Phe commented about
dying her hair blue.
Ashton Locke: "Damnit." He stood up then, and started moving over towards
that boutique to get closer, sticking to any shadows that might be
advantageous for that! Or they were getting fired at.
Tesarik One: Hit Rhyldrin.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Tesarik One: Crit hit!
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 60-sided dice: 21 57
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 11 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 4-sided dice: 4 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
scales change: " When it starts out easy, expect a ice giant to appear from
no where. " Friendly warning.. and Ophelia's words to no one got a litle
attention to.. " ... Blue could look nice.." Seemed a tad unnatural though.
-d
Tesarik One: +6 = 22
I Yield to None: (Defense)
I Yield to None: -The drow tilted his head ever so slightly before turning
his body a bit and lifting his arm while pulling the cloak closer and
shifting downward. (+24 [3 Head +3 Hands +5 Back + 5 Body +3 Neck +5 Ring])-
Tesarik One: *33 dmg
Tesarik One: (forgot to double for crit)
I Yield to None: (Can I change teh reaction then?)
Tesarik One: (yes)
I Yield to None: -The drow tilted his head slightly before his body
shimmered and he appeared a few feet away, the arrow hurling through an
arcane image [arcane image, evade]-
Tesarik One: Right now, there are four baddies. All are dressed in white
upon the snowy rooftops around them. Only magic or ranged right now, if you
don't have magic or ranged state "pass" or make some other action like
climbing to the rooftops
Tesarik One: yourself. I'm going to consider your Strike as being able to
spot them, instead of making you roll a spot and a strike this time.
Tesarik One: "Bodi" is the one with the machine.
Tesarik One: Isen 0/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Decio 0/?? [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || Neva 0/?? [16] ||
Scarletta 0/20 [14] || Bodi 0/?? [16] || Ophelia 0/34 [15] ||
Tesarik One: Jett 0/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Rhyl-
I Yield to None: -Whomever shot the arrow at the drow would soon be lighting
up like a christmas tree from a bolt of arcane energy that was sent hurling
toward them. Well that was the idea anyway.-
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
Tesarik One: ~*~ I Yield to None scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
I Yield to None: (+6 Init = 13)
Tesarik One: Miss!
Tesarik One: Kythin-
I Yield to None: -And the bolt went off into the snowy night, bye bye bolt-
scales change: Seeing as how he was dealing with idiots on the rooftop
capable of using some variety of snow magic there was only one way to
respond. A little time was all he really needed.. letting the energy from his
ring leave that bit of jewel
scales change: y in order to instigate the shift. Rising white scales,
painful sounds, and a half- white dragon in place of the usual Black Knight.
" .. Hmm.. Now which one loses an arm... " Might take a moment to decide
that... [ Shift by way of
scales change: Ring of the White Wyrm +4 str, +2 qck (null), +2 int, and +2
cha. ]
OnlineHost: Tesarik One has left the room.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One has entered the room.
Tesarik One: (I think I just screwed my log)
Ashton Locke: (mine's still good)
Tesarik One: -Isen 0/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
-Decio 0/?? [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva 0/?? [16] ||
Scarletta 0/20 [14] || -Bodi 0/?? [16] || Ophelia 0/34 [15]
Tesarik One: || Jett 0/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Decio-
Tesarik One: The three of the iceborn were scattered around the courtyard
and street outside the inne, as if they'd known the problem would come from
the Obsidian Heart. Decio, though, was almost to the ground by now. Dressed
in all white,
Tesarik One: his long blue beard was braided, as was his long blue hair, and
he had a large blueice axe in his hands as his boots hit the snow covered
road. (Decio is now in melee range)
Tesarik One: Torment-
avenging eidolon: Torment didn't care if they were on the roof or not, since
she was a ghost and could fly about. She rose upwards as quickly as she
could, until she got the first target in her sights (Isen). A few whispered
arcane words would cause
avenging eidolon: the target's body to begin heating up within, far too
quickly, hoping for spontaneous combustion.
OnlineHost: avenging eidolon rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
avenging eidolon: 15
Tesarik One: Miss!
Tesarik One: Cade-
Ashton Locke: "Fucking tall buildings." He'd pretty much have to be directly
underneath the iceborn to actually be in range. Perhaps he'd just throws his
money away on this damned crossbow. Oh well. Hey! There was a brave soul.
Cade aimed his
Ashton Locke: hand crossbow at Decio and sent a bolt at him, which burst
right into flames on the way there, and hopefully made a nifty fiery
explosion if it hit. (Flameburst enchant)
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Ashton Locke: (+12 = 16)
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 2 68-sided dice: 64 60
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 3-sided die: 2
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 5-sided die: 2
Tesarik One: 20
Tesarik One: Dbl dmg from fire.
Ashton Locke: (So........24 + 12 quickness = 36, x2 = 72)
Tesarik One: (Fighter's Defense - evade)
Tesarik One: Decio quickly got out of the way of that incoming crossbow
bolt.
Tesarik One: -Isen 0/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
-Decio 0/?? [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva 0/?? [16] ||
Scarletta 0/20 [14] || -Bodi 0/?? [16] || Ophelia 0/34 [15]
Tesarik One: || Jett 0/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Neva-
Tesarik One: The only female of the group, Neva was currently crouched on
the roof of a nearby building with her composite longbow. She pulled the
bowstring back and focused upon Kythin, letting the adamantine arrow go once
she'd
Ashton Locke: "Oh you fucker." He thwapped the crossbow against the wall of
the building he was nearest to. "Shoot straight next time."
Tesarik One: targetted him. (Adamantine arrow - no def unless it's
adamantine as well)
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Tesarik One: 22
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 60-sided dice: 21 39
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 8-sided dice: 5 6
Tesarik One: +6 +7 +11 = 24dmg
scales change: [ Sidestep - Evade. ]
Tesarik One: (Hold one sec, let me see if I can get my bot working again)
OnlineHost: Tesarik One has left the room.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One has entered the room.
Tesarik One: test
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 60-sided dice: 11 46
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 7 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: -Isen 0/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
-Decio 0/?? [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva 0/?? [16] ||
Scarletta 0/20 [14] || -Bodi 0/?? [16] || Ophelia 0/34 [15]
Tesarik One: || Jett 0/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Scarletta-
Of Crimson Tides: ::Not thrilled at the idea of being fired upon by folks on
rooftops, and deciding that the rest of her 'allies' could handle the lone
fool who rushed in headon, Scarletta would opt to try and make a move on the
sniper (Neva).
Of Crimson Tides: Her approach wasn't very practical, as she hastily drew
out the length of rope from her Backpack of Holding, before tying it off into
a secure knot and attempting to lasso...well, whatever she could find on the
roof, a chimney
Of Crimson Tides: perhaps and make a climb to the top::
OnlineHost: Of Crimson Tides rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
Tesarik One: ~*~ Of Crimson Tides scored 0 poynts damage ~*~Bodi-
Of Crimson Tides: [+2 Use Rope (Old Salt) +5 Quickness = 10]
Tesarik One: She wasn't doing it with much finesse, or very fast, but she
was climbing.
Tesarik One: Bodi-
Tesarik One: Bodi was busy making the magic item work so that snow fell all
over Amelia Park and for now, Greenlord Run. He rolled over and stared across
at the Heart members, and they'd all find themselves targetted as there was a
loud cracking
Tesarik One: sound like broken glass above them, and shards of sharp ice
rained down upon them. (Rain of Ice - AoE)
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 8 - Only gentle snow fell upon them as the spell fizzled.
Tesarik One: Ophelia-
ascending aria: Generally by this point, Ophelia was already playing her
flute but so far, there was silence from her spot. Instead, her bow was
already loaded with one of the magical arrows formed by the new tattoo on her
wrist. With her target
ascending aria: [Bodi] in sight, she loosened the arrow - aiming for
something important. Hopefully an eye, or something else squishy and
piercable.
OnlineHost: ascending aria rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Tesarik One: ~*~ ascending aria scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
ascending aria: [+5 Quickness - 16 ]
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: ascending aria rolled 2 56-sided dice: 7 47
Tesarik One: ~*~ ascending aria scored 7 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: ascending aria rolled 2 3-sided dice: 1 2
Tesarik One: ~*~ ascending aria scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
ascending aria: [ 7 +3 +5 Quickness = 15 ]
Tesarik One: +10 Defense Tattoo = 5 dmg
Tesarik One: Bodi had gone back to looking out for the magical artifact, it
was with a surprise that he felt an arrow sink into his arm.
Tesarik One: -Isen 0/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Decio 0/?? [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva 0/?? [16] ||
Scarletta 0/20 [14] || -Bodi 5/?? [16] || Ophelia 0/34 [15] ||
Tesarik One: Jett 0/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Any of the Heart who had those special pins would hear Maria,
"Bring me one back alive. I want to ask a few questions."
Tesarik One: Jett-
sacred gears: A couple of thoughts went through Jett's mind as he stood
there with his temporary team members, most of whom he couldn't even recall
if he had ever seen their faces before. For one, it was freezing out here.
Damn those blue-haired,
sacred gears: snow loving fucks. Secondly, he was glad he had not been
standing behind that particular member of their group when the enemy's arrow
shot through him. Last but not least, one of those freaks actually came close
enough for him to
sacred gears: make an attempt without having to climb up to the rooftops. So
he waited for what he thought was a good opportunity before he rushed towards
Decio, drawing his blade from the sheathe along the way before he attempted
to slash the
sacred gears: man a few times.
OnlineHost: sacred gears rolled 1 20-sided die: 8
Tesarik One: ~*~ sacred gears scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
sacred gears: (( +9 / Quickness + Profession Bonus: Dance Partner = 17 ))
sacred gears: (( Dexterous Fighter too. ))
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: sacred gears rolled 2 36-sided dice: 19 31
Tesarik One: ~*~ sacred gears scored 5 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: sacred gears rolled 1 6-sided die: 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ sacred gears scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
sacred gears: (( +11 / Quickness + Profession Bonus: Dance Partner + Weapon
Alteration = 17 ))
Tesarik One: (Acrobatic Backstab - counterattack)
Tesarik One: +10 DEF = 7dmg
Tesarik One: As he was slashed, his axe was at the ready, and with a
half-spin he sent the axe into Jett's hip.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 2 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: Crit Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 60-sided dice: 3 46
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 7 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 8-sided dice: 7 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +6 = (7+7 = 14) +8 = 28
sacred gears: (( Don't think he has DEF xD ))
Tesarik One: Jett is knocked out by this hit. He has one round to get some
healing before he's dead from the wound.
Tesarik One: -Isen 0/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Decio 7/?? [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva 0/?? [16] ||
Scarletta 0/20 [14] || -Bodi 5/?? [16] || Ophelia 0/34 [15] ||
Tesarik One: Jett 28/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Isen-
Tesarik One: Isen's crossbow bolt shot through the snowy air, aiming for
Scarletta.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 23 - Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 60-sided dice: 17 34
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 5 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 4-sided dice: 3 3
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +6 = 17
Of Crimson Tides: [+3 Mithral Helmet, +5 Mithral Chainmail, +5 Robe of
Imperviousness = 13 DEF]
sacred gears: That certainly caught him by surprise. If Jett was conscious
he'd be questioning what the hell that man ate for breakfast to gain such
beastly strength. Alas, he had collapsed from the attack and was currently
bleeding out. Whee.
Tesarik One: 4 dmg
Tesarik One: -Isen 0/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Decio 7/?? [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva 0/?? [16] ||
Scarletta 4/20 [14] || -Bodi 5/?? [16] || Ophelia 0/34 [15] ||
Tesarik One: Jett 28/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Rhyl-
I Yield to None: -The drow had stepped back during all of the commotion and
pulled his cloak tightly around him. Attempting to move unseen along the
buildings in the shadow he would levitate into the air and up toward the snow
machine [levitate
I Yield to None: skill + stealth/hide check]-
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
Tesarik One: ~*~ I Yield to None scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
I Yield to None: (+20 [5 Skill + 5 Body +5 Hands +5 Back])
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: Bodi has no idea that Rhyl is heading his way!
Tesarik One: Kythin-
scales change: As nice as it was to see someone taken down in the combat
going on around them all seeing a comrade fall was an irritate
scales change: at best. Something that could be remedied in a number of
ways, but his means and method meant rushing for Decio. While he might not
catch the Iceborn of guard he planned to do some damage.. and try removing a
weapon from his hands
scales change: while he was at it. (disarm, dual-wield)
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ scales change scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
scales change: [+12 qck = 16 ]
Tesarik One: Hit
scales change: [ Disarm attempt successful. Rolling dmg. ]
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 2 80-sided dice: 67 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ scales change scored 11 poynts damage ~*~
scales change: [ ghostbane broadsword - 1d8 | heavy steel shield (1d8 -
shield weapon, sharpened) ]
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 2 8-sided dice: 4 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ scales change scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
scales change: [+ 12 str (half-dragon rotww ) , +3 Divine Judgement = 34 ]
Tesarik One: +10 DEF = 24 / weapon dropped
Tesarik One: -Isen 0/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
*Decio 31/35 [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva 0/?? [16]
|| Scarletta 4/20 [14] || -Bodi 5/?? [16] || Ophelia 0/34 [15]
Tesarik One: || Jett 28/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Decio-
Tesarik One: Well, he wasn't much good without his axe, but that attack was
quite devastating. The tall man dropped to a knee as blood coated the white
snow, and reached out to grab his axe.
Tesarik One: Torment-
avenging eidolon: "Well fuck." Torment wasn't the world's best team player,
but the alternative was to head back to Shatter Island prison, and she did
not want to go there. She saw the new guy conk out, and floated over towards
him. She rested her
avenging eidolon: cold hand upon his shoulder and using her psionic energy
pulled part of the man's wounds onto herself (Spell: Empathic Transfer.
Taking 10 Dmg ) The wound began to bleed ectoplasm from her own body, and she
used her own negative
avenging eidolon: self healing to heal herself up (10/18 self heal).
Tesarik One: Jett healed 10.
Tesarik One: -Isen 0/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
*Decio 31/35 [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva 0/?? [16]
|| Scarletta 4/20 [14] || -Bodi 5/?? [16] || Ophelia 0/34 [15]
Tesarik One: || Jett 18/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Cade-
Ashton Locke: Cool! Now Kythin was probably blocking his shot on his only
viable target. Oh well, at least he didn't really care which one he hit. Away
went the crossbow bolt, in Decio/Kythin'/whoever else was in melee combat
with Decio's general
Ashton Locke: direction. Weee, fire.
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 14
Tesarik One: ~*~ Ashton Locke scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Ashton Locke: (26)
Tesarik One: Combat Marksman?
Tesarik One: Hit
Ashton Locke: (Nope)
Tesarik One: Roll 1d2 then, 1 Kythin, 2 Decio
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 2-sided die: 2
Tesarik One: ~*~ Ashton Locke scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: Roll dmg.
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 2 68-sided dice: 65 18
Tesarik One: ~*~ Ashton Locke scored 12 poynts damage ~*~
Ashton Locke: (Not gonna bother past that.)
Tesarik One: Decio dropped dead.
Tesarik One: Had anyone heard Maria's request btw?
Ashton Locke: Had. Wasn't terribly concerned with fulfilling it!
Ashton Locke: (afk)
scales change: Had. Planned on doing something about it. -d
Tesarik One: -Isen 0/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Decio 31/35 [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva 0/?? [16] ||
Scarletta 4/20 [14] || -Bodi 5/?? [16] || Ophelia 0/34
Tesarik One: [15] || Jett 18/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Neva-
sacred gears: It wasn't long before Jett came around again, groaning as he
attempted to sit back up. He glanced up at the ghost for a moment and
blinked. "Well. There's a first time for everything. Thanks!" He smiled at
the ghost and picked
sacred gears: himself back up again. Getting healed by a ghost. Definitely
a first.
Tesarik One: Neva peered over as Scarletta appeared on her roof. The female
iceborn rose upwards, and pulled back the bowstring, aiming an arrow towards
her.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 11
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 17 - Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 60-sided dice: 8 14
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 8-sided dice: 5 2
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +6 = 13dmg
avenging eidolon: Torment grunted a little, and floated away even as her
wound began to heal up and the ectoplasm that had dropped to the ground onto
the snow faded away.
Of Crimson Tides: [no defense since its Adamantine correct?]
Tesarik One: (no, she used normal)
Of Crimson Tides: [ohh okie +3 Mithral Helm, +5 Mithral Chainmail, +5 Robe
of Imperviousness = 13 Def]
Tesarik One: 0dmg
Tesarik One: Scarletta-
Of Crimson Tides: ::Well, the first arrow from Isen had fortunately only
caused a grazing wound, though enough to slow her initial climb. Popping up
on the roof with the female archer was probably a bad idea. Sure enough, the
second arrow slammed
Of Crimson Tides: into her as well...and while her armors were enough to
keep her unharmed, she would take the opportunity to play dead...wobbling
towards Neva, before flopping over next to her...[Bluff check]::
OnlineHost: Of Crimson Tides rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ Of Crimson Tides scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 2 poynts damage ~*~
Of Crimson Tides: [+5 Charlatan, +3 Charisma, +3 You're Shitting Me!, +1
Bluff Necklace = 16. :-(]
Tesarik One: Neva narrowed her ice-blue eyes and then shook her head,
speaking in Auran, "Not falling for that." And she kept her weapon on her.
Tesarik One: -Isen 0/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Decio 31/35 [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva 0/?? [16] ||
Scarletta 4/20 [14] || -Bodi 5/?? [16] || Ophelia 0/34
Tesarik One: [15] || Jett 18/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Bodi-
Tesarik One: He had no idea that Rhydrin was on his way up, so he was
peering down the other direction. He sent a blast of cold energy at Ophelia.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 22 - Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 60-sided dice: 2 60
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 10 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +3 = 13
ascending aria: Fortunately, Ophelia was prepared for some things - at least
a little. From beneath her armour, a soft blue would light up her Deep
Crystal Bracers, absorbing the energy and sending it back at him.
Tesarik One: +10 DEF = 3dmg
Tesarik One: -Isen 0/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Decio 31/35 [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva 0/?? [16] ||
Scarletta 4/20 [14] || -Bodi 8/?? [16] || Ophelia 0/34
Tesarik One: [15] || Jett 18/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Ophelia-
ascending aria: Ophelia couldn't help but be a little smug at the turn of
events! With that in mind, she took her flute from her belt and played the
dun, dun, duuuuuun sound.. to ridicule the falling iceborn! This was
repeated, over and over
ascending aria: again and she danced around in a circle to add insult to
injury. [ Skill: Twisted Melody. Removes Def of all enemies in hearing
range. DC15 Willpower Save for each. ]
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 3 20-sided dice: 15 2 16
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 2 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: Neva loses her defense for one round!
Tesarik One: -Isen 0/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Decio 31/35 [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva* 0/?? [16]
|| Scarletta 4/20 [14] || -Bodi 8/?? [16] || Ophelia
Tesarik One: 0/34 [15] || Jett 18/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Jett-
sacred gears: While Jett did not really mind sporting new battle scars, the
fact that it came from some axe-wielding, blue-haired freak did not sit well
with him. Not to mention it would also be a good idea to stop the bleeding.
Fortunately for
sacred gears: him, his body was capable of regenerating on its own, though
the pace varied depending on the extent of his injuries. He picked up his
sword and sheathed it, then started to make his way over to the closest
rooftop. While he was on
sacred gears: the move his body started to mend. That might make it easier
for him to climb in a few. (( Self-healing: 12 points. All used up. ))
Tesarik One: Noted.
Tesarik One: -Isen 0/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Decio 31/35 [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva* 0/?? [16]
|| Scarletta 4/20 [14] || -Bodi 8/?? [16] || Ophelia
Tesarik One: 0/34 [15] || Jett 6/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Isen-
Tesarik One: Isen aimed his crossbow at the group, choosing Cade as the
target, aiming for his left knee.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 11 - Miss
Tesarik One: Rhyl-
Ashton Locke: He glanced down at the bolt in the ground and snorted, then
looked up at Isen. "You'll have to aim better than that, fucker!"
Tesarik One: Isen didn't seem to understand what he was saying and just
aimed his crossbow at him again, but did not shoot quite yet.
Ashton Locke: Well then he'd repeat it in whatever horrid language the
iceborn probably spoke! He knew all of 'em, after all. Ha!
Tesarik One: Auran.
I Yield to None: -The drow slipped up into the air next to Bodi and then
dropped down onto the roof before he threw his arms away from his body and
went in for the attack, twisting his body to put more torque on the first
hit. [Dex Fighter, Dual
I Yield to None: Wield, Extra 1D/Combat]-
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
Tesarik One: ~*~ I Yield to None scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
I Yield to None: [+12 + 3 =15 = 24]
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 3 60-sided dice: 8 43 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ I Yield to None scored 6 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 1 6-sided die: 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ I Yield to None scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 1 6-sided die: 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ I Yield to None scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
I Yield to None: [+12 + 3 Prof Bonus + 2 Weapon Alt = 29]
Tesarik One: +10 DEF = 19 dmg
Tesarik One: -Isen 0/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Decio 31/35 [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva* 0/?? [16]
|| Scarletta 4/20 [14] || -Bodi 27/35 [16] || Ophelia
Tesarik One: 0/34 [15] || Jett 6/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Bodi was surprised to find Rhyldrin up on the roof and took
quite an attack. The machine was left sitting on it's own, while Bodi went
into defense and attack mode on the snowy rooftop.
Tesarik One: Kythin-
scales change: Realizing that the scales on his forearm were beginning to
grow dull in their icy brillance, Kythin took the only course of action fit
for the situation. While the form of the half-dragon still remained he
focused.. letting the
scales change: shift from half-dragon to true White Wyrm take up the slack.
Soon as the wings of the form came in they moved with his strength.. but did
not yet take flight - a roar of draconic proportions coming about instead.
(RotWW elasped,
scales change: Shapeshifting (White Dragon), and Intimidate Check vs Bodi! ]

OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 1 20-sided die: 18
Tesarik One: ~*~ scales change scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
scales change: [+2 Evil Brand, +2 Charisma = 22 ]
Tesarik One: +5 WLP = 23
scales change: [ evil brand if they're evil ]
Tesarik One: Intimidate Failed. Not evil.
Tesarik One: -Isen 0/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Decio 31/35 [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva* 0/?? [16]
|| Scarletta 4/20 [14] || -Bodi 27/35 [16] || Ophelia
Tesarik One: 0/34 [15] || Jett 6/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Torment-
avenging eidolon: She headed for Neva, she wasn't sure what the bard was
doing but it did seem to be something against the enemies. She flew towards
Neva, sending a burst of ectoplasm at the woman on the roof.
OnlineHost: avenging eidolon rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
Tesarik One: ~*~ avenging eidolon scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
avenging eidolon: 12
Tesarik One: Miss
Tesarik One: Cade-
Ashton Locke: Er. Climbing, since he wasn't in range of any of them anymore!
Had to get higher.
Ashton Locke: Probably using the rope that what'sername alreayd set up!
Tesarik One: Roll Athletics
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Tesarik One: ~*~ Ashton Locke scored 2 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: Neva-
Tesarik One: Scarletta was her target again, and she aimed her bow at her
and sent off another arrow (point blank shot).
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 15 - Hit
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 60-sided dice: 56 41
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 15 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 2 8-sided dice: 5 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: +7 = 31
Of Crimson Tides: ::seeing has how her little con didn't play out as she
hoped, she had put herself in a bad bad spot...at least until the lass
daringly moved behind that chimney securing her rope at the last second!
[Constant Cover to avoid damage
Of Crimson Tides: 1/Combat]
Tesarik One: -Isen 0/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Decio 31/35 [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva* 0/?? [16]
|| Scarletta 4/20 [14] || -Bodi 27/35 [16] || Ophelia
Tesarik One: 0/34 [15] || Jett 6/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Scarletta-
Of Crimson Tides: ::Offering a bit of a wave to the fellow who happened to
be climbing at that moment, she would then go back to being serious about her
predicament. Swinging herself around the other side of the chimney, she would
launch herself
Of Crimson Tides: towards her foe, attempting to skewer her with both
cutlass and short sword [Combat Class extra 1d damage 1/combat]::
OnlineHost: Of Crimson Tides rolled 1 20-sided die: 16
Tesarik One: ~*~ Of Crimson Tides scored 1 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: Hit
Of Crimson Tides: [+5 Quickness, +3 Not Left-Handed = 24]
OnlineHost: Of Crimson Tides rolled 3 36-sided dice: 27 18 31
Tesarik One: ~*~ Of Crimson Tides scored 8 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Of Crimson Tides rolled 2 6-sided dice: 2 3
Tesarik One: ~*~ Of Crimson Tides scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Of Crimson Tides: [+5 Dextrous Fighter = 18]
Tesarik One: -Isen 0/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Decio 31/35 [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva* 18/?? [16]
|| Scarletta 4/20 [14] || -Bodi 27/35 [16] || Ophelia
Tesarik One: 0/34 [15] || Jett 6/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Bodi-
Tesarik One: Rhyldrin had attacked Bodi, and he jumped towards Rhyl as his
fist coated with ice, and sent a punch into the front of Rhyl's face.
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: 19 - Miss
Tesarik One: Ophelia-
ascending aria: The bard's little tune had come to an end but that didn't
mean her song was over. A new song was played, something she'd never tried
anymore and as her fingers moved.. little whisps of magic came from the
instrument. As the song
ascending aria: built up, so did the magic it unleashed and a blast of it
was sent directly towards Bodi. [ Riff ]
OnlineHost: ascending aria rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
Tesarik One: ~*~ ascending aria scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
ascending aria: [+5 Quickness - 18 ]
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: ascending aria rolled 2 56-sided dice: 49 26
Tesarik One: ~*~ ascending aria scored 10 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: ascending aria rolled 2 5-sided dice: 2 2
Tesarik One: ~*~ ascending aria scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
ascending aria: [ 14 ]
Tesarik One: +10 DEF = 4dmg
Tesarik One: -Isen 0/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Decio 31/35 [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva 18/?? [16]
|| Scarletta 4/20 [14] || -Bodi 31/35 [16] || Ophelia
Tesarik One: 0/34 [15] || Jett 6/28 [16]
Tesarik One: The force of the sound waves made him stumble a bit, but didn't
quite kill the iceborn male.
Tesarik One: Jett-
OnlineHost: DinGoddess has entered the room.
OnlineHost: DinGoddess has left the room.
sacred gears: Now that he had patched himself up a bit it was time for Jett
to climb. The one rope that was already in place seemed to be occupied so
he'd retrieve his own from his pack and toss it up to lasso around something
firm. Then he
sacred gears: rubbed his hands together before attempting to climb up there
to join the fight. It was too bad the ghost couldn't carry him up. That'd
save him a lot of trouble. Maybe the dragon would give him a lift? ((
Climbing. ))
Tesarik One: (Which person you climbing up towards?)
sacred gears: (( Neva ))
Tesarik One: (k)
Tesarik One: Isen-
Tesarik One: Isen.... saw Decio laying dead on the ground, saw people
climbing up towards Bodi, and Neva was in trouble.... so he decided to save
his ass. Dropping his weapon, he began to climb, run and jump his way away
from the area across the
Tesarik One: snowy rooftops. (If anyone has a skill that allows you to stop
him, you may use it now, or else he gets away)
I Yield to None: (no way out)
Tesarik One: Go for it. Gotta be a ranged attack though as you aren't near
Isen.
I Yield to None: -Rhyldrin had begun the motion to set up his next attack
when he saw movement out of the corner of his eye. Spinning he sent a dagger
hurling end over end toward the runner (Isen) with a twist of his body and
flick of his wrist,
I Yield to None: hissing annoyance.-
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ I Yield to None scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
I Yield to None: (+12 +3 = 19)
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 2 60-sided dice: 46 4
Tesarik One: ~*~ I Yield to None scored 7 poynts damage ~*~
I Yield to None: (+12 = 19)
Tesarik One: +10 DEF - 9dmg
Tesarik One: -Isen 9/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Decio 31/35 [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva 18/?? [16]
|| Scarletta 4/20 [14] || -Bodi 31/35 [16] || Ophelia
Tesarik One: 0/34 [15] || Jett 6/28 [16]
Tesarik One: The dagger sunk into Isen's body, causing him to pause a
moment.
Tesarik One: Rhyldrin-
I Yield to None: -Focusing back on his original attack the drow pulled a
heavy disk like object from beneath his cloak and sent it hurling toward Bodi
at an angle that it ricocheted off and slammed into the snow device [Ricochet
Skill]-
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
Tesarik One: ~*~ I Yield to None scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
I Yield to None: (+12 +3 = 22)
Tesarik One: Hit - both
OnlineHost: I Yield to None rolled 2 60-sided dice: 31 19
Tesarik One: ~*~ I Yield to None scored 5 poynts damage ~*~
I Yield to None: (+12 = 17)
Tesarik One: +10 DEF = 7
Tesarik One: Bodi's body got slammed into, and both he and the artifact went
flying off the roof, and hit very hard onto the snow covered ground below.
The device smashed, Bodi dead.
Tesarik One: -Isen 9/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Decio 31/35 [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva 18/?? [16]
|| Scarletta 4/20 [14] || Bodi 38/35 [16] ||
Tesarik One: Ophelia 0/34 [15] || Jett 6/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Kythin-
scales change: Another falling Iceborn left one... and the Dragon certainly
wasn't going to ignore Maria's order.. or was it a request? Who could be sure
these days! What mattered what taking flight and aiming to land on the
Iceborn (Neva) and
scales change: keep her down. Assumedly with enough presence of mind to not
kill'em.. [ Non-Lethal Strike, combat bonus 1d extra ]
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 1 20-sided die: 10
Tesarik One: ~*~ scales change scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
scales change: [22]
Tesarik One: Hit
OnlineHost: scales change rolled 3 80-sided dice: 35 11 35
Tesarik One: ~*~ scales change scored 10 poynts damage ~*~
scales change: [ +8 Str, +3 Divine Judgement = 21 (halved via non-lethal) =
10(.5) ]
Tesarik One: 10 DEF = 0
Tesarik One: -Isen 9/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 0/48 [22] ||
Decio 31/35 [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva 18/35 [16]
|| Scarletta 4/20 [14] || Bodi 38/35 [16] ||
Tesarik One: Ophelia 0/34 [15] || Jett 6/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Torment-
scales change: [ under a dragon, no one can hear you scream. except they
can... ]
avenging eidolon: Torment was flying up towards Neva, there were others
after her too. She crashed right into Neva, but instead of any attack she
attempted to sink her ghostly body into the woman. If it was successful,
they'd see her moving around
avenging eidolon: beneath her until the woman's once blue eyes opened and
were now pitch black. (Spell: Malevolence. 2 Round Hold - possession, will be
under Torment's control for 2 rounds if she fails spell save. DC26)
OnlineHost: Tesarik One rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ Tesarik One scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: Yeah.....fail.
Tesarik One: Neva is now possessed by Torment. All dmg taken by Neva will be
taken by Torment as well.
Tesarik One: Cade-
avenging eidolon: Well, first of all, Neva would drop her bow and hold her
hands up over her head.
Ashton Locke: Hmm, now who was left. The one Kythin had tried to KO and the
one who'd tried to run? Well he'd say something in Auran down towards Isen!
Hopefully none of their little gathering spoke it, that'd be helpful. "You'd
best not stop
Ashton Locke: running if you actually want to get away. Idiot." And then he
fired a bolt at Neva, since he'd completely missed his friend possessing her.
Oops.
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
Tesarik One: ~*~ Ashton Locke scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Ashton Locke: (25)
Tesarik One: Hit
Ashton Locke: (So....yeah lots of people around! What do I roll for who I
hit?)
Tesarik One: Who is on the roof with Neva?
Tesarik One: Scarletta and Jett right?
Of Crimson Tides: [you mean who isn't at this point :-P]
scales change: [ Kythin.. to in dragonf orm at that.. ha. ]
Ashton Locke: (I'd think Kythin too, yeah)
Of Crimson Tides: [that buildings gonna cave in lol]
Tesarik One: So 1d4 score board order.
sacred gears: (( Lol ))
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 4-sided die: 1
Tesarik One: ~*~ Ashton Locke scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Tesarik One: Kythin
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 2 68-sided dice: 48 42
Tesarik One: ~*~ Ashton Locke scored 13 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 3-sided die: 3
Tesarik One: ~*~ Ashton Locke scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
OnlineHost: Ashton Locke rolled 1 5-sided die: 5
Tesarik One: ~*~ Ashton Locke scored 0 poynts damage ~*~
Ashton Locke: (So we got...21 +12 = 33 damage, and it's fire if that
matters)
sacred gears: "Hang on, hang on! I think she's surrender---" Eyes widened
when he saw the bolt fired. Thank God it wasn't heading for him... Oh no, BK!
scales change: [ def incoming. ]
Ashton Locke: Well he saw that bolt go rogue almost immediately and cringed.
Or snickered. Probably both at once. "Damnit, you lot need to stop crowding
my shots!"
scales change: [ all shifted in but > +5 helm, +12 folding plate, cloak of
heraldy +6, A&D Bracers +3, Chitin Boots +3 = 29 ]
OnlineHost: I Yield to None has left the room.
Tesarik One: 4 dmg
Tesarik One: -Isen 9/?? [16] || Rhyldrin 0/30 [22] || Kythin 4/48 [22] ||
Decio 31/35 [16] || Torment 0/36 [19] || Cade 0/35 [22] || -Neva 18/35 [16]
|| Scarletta 4/20 [14] || Bodi 38/35 [16] ||
Tesarik One: Ophelia 0/34 [15] || Jett 6/28 [16]
Tesarik One: Isen has escaped. Bodi and Decio are dead. Neva is possessed.
Tesarik One: ---combat over---
scales change: Kythin had the thought that some big mosquito had just bit
him. -d
Ashton Locke: "Well, fuck. That wasn't half as fun as it should've been." He
frowned and moved over to the snow machine, giving it a kick.
Tesarik One: I know it's late for some of you so I'm going to wrap this up
nice and easy for us. Neva is captured, Isen gets away, the machine is broken
and the heat of summer soon melts the snow, the rest goes away soon after the
sun rises and
Tesarik One: melts it all. When Neva is questioned, especially with a
psionic ghost rattlin' around in her brain, they find out that it was just a
big practical joke engineered by the Hands of the Harlequin. They paid the
iceborn to
Tesarik One: make it snow on the Midsummer Games...as a big prank.
sacred gears: Jett had half a mind to ask "Neva" to pick her nose, but he
decided against it. The ghost probably wouldn't appreciate that. He extended
his arms above his head and stretched, still a little sore from being almost
killed earlier. He
Tesarik One: (There's some pickup loot... A crossbow, a greataxe of blueice,
a composite longbow, and a regular longbow.)
sacred gears: almost got killed over a big prank? Wtf. Not cool. Who were
these Hands of the Harlequin anyway.
Tesarik One: A very naughty group of people!
Ashton Locke: Hilarious.
Tesarik One: Anyone want the loot?
ascending aria: [ are the bows on the roof? ]
scales change: [ Greataxe. sure why not. ]
Tesarik One: comp longbow is on roof. everything else fell off.
sacred gears: Jett picked up the longbow on the roof then.
Ashton Locke: (crosssssssssbow)
Tesarik One: one reg longbow left
avenging eidolon: Torment had the woman crawl down off the roof and head
into the inne to speak to Maria. She'd switch to just riding her, instead of
possessing her so she could talk to them.
Tesarik One: Ok. we'll put the longbow in the vault for new players.
Of Crimson Tides: [would only sell the longbow off if I could have it, so if
anyone needs more than me, help yourselves. or yeah, vault it :-)]
Tesarik One: Thanks everyone! Feel free to keep rping, but we are done!