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 Hakon and Thralls - Hakon's Manor FP: 11 Getting some sort of response from the Eye was... unexpected. Hakon wasn't sure what to make of it. All he had known about it was the stories of its properties, and this was the first time it had ever been more than just a magical tool. This was a subject that bore investigation. After, sending the Indoctrinator out to prepare another set of subjects for enthrallment, Hakon summons his Wizard. After inquiring if the wizard had any new artifacts or other magical tools to show him, Hakon orders him to attempt to investigate the Eye. Hakon will not part with it, but perhaps the Wizard can determine something about it with his new magics. Hakon is sending out the Indoctrinator to prepare another batch of pre-thralls. Then summoning the Wizard, first checking if he has any new toys for Hakon and then having him try and investigate the Eye, with the proviso that Hakon will retain possession of it the whole time. Not sure if any domains really apply here since Hakon is mostly just sitting around seeing if the Wizard can tell him anything.
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 Isiah Incipio - Mysterious Valley, Wilds Isiah Incipio looked down on the twisted forms of his scouts and then back up at the barely visible forms of the fog-shrouded remnant of his legion fortifying the position. "Well. gently caress." he said with sincere feeling. So sincere he said it again. "gently caress." In the fog, even if he could group everyone up, there was no guarantee he'd even be able to see them all, much less identify the shapeshifters. "Wake up lazy bones. We have a spot of work ahead of us. And by we, I mean you, bone blade. I can't have shapeshifters infesting my command again. Raise up the shades of these fallen warriors and command them to guide me to their killers and their killer's kin. I have a mighty thirst for vengeance. A thirst great enough to slake even your thirst for blood." Summoning the souls of the dead to identify their killers. If they can stick around to identify anyone related to their killers afterwards that'd be aces. The shapeshifters need to die forever. Necromancy +2
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Patak - The Wilds | FP 5| 2 upshifts Banked The Warlord errant gave a most quizzical look at the tracks. “Heels?! In this terrain?!” Patak stared blankly for a moment before remarking to Horse: “Well, at least they should not be moving too fast.” It seemed to Patak that these people were either harvested for their souls or someone very powerful held some grudge toward them. It was also obvious that this attack was without honor, given the lack of warning and therefore chance of surrender or offer of terms. It would be hard to justify such a massacre even for the most aggrieved party. Patak did not want to turn away from his quest to slay the Kursed but whatever could do this could not be allowed to continue. Not in his Wilds. He led Horse by the reins as he held his Banner aloft. “Untimely dead, I swear to find your killer and exact Judgement upon them. By the Holy Sun’s Light I will find your killer and make them answer for their foul deed!” He walked with the Banner radiating Holy Light. The tracks of his quarry would sparkle in the glow, or burn with holy fire should they be actually tained with metaphysical evil. Well I guess this is the sort of thing I need to take care of. Swearing an Oath to the dead to find their Killer, avenge them, etc. Using Wildlands +2 for mundane tracking and War God’s Banner +2 To make the tracks easier to see to speed up my search/give a protective aura while I rush headlong toward a powerful adversary. Note: Justifying item use because this murder occurred in my Jurisdiction, which is the Wilds.
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 Ksenija Ceranic - Blacktone - 6 FP Ksenija moves over quickly and sets to work, calling up a few files on structural engineering to see if they might help. She wants to get this done fast, Amy probably needs her help. OOC: Ksenija will use her Sneaking Suit (+4) to move into position and her Jury-Rigging Genius (+4) to do the actual demolition.
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 Riley - The Fortress of No Return Riley checked the spot where the nightmare bit her. No wound appeared, but there lingered a phantom pain. She did not know what to say to the guard, so she just looked back at him. However long it took her to crawl into the nightmare world and back, Inquisitor Blaylock had not retrieved her. For now, Riley was not eager to get back to the street, so she waited quietly in bed, too anxious of drift back asleep.
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 Nikita and Lt. Freda - Mysterious Hill, over looking a mysterious valley, The Wilds FP: 2 drat it. He couldn't just leave this man to die. "We don't have time to hunt for a key. You, help me out." He indicated the biggest of his berserkers. "The rest of you, watch our backs." He glanced over the thing. Sturdy, but perhaps not sturdy enough to withstand their combined muscle power. "Get one that side and grab that bar, I'll get the one next to it. We ought to be able to bend them apart far enough to pull him out. We'll tear this cage apart if we have to." Indomitable +2 to withstand the agony of exerting himself far beyond what his body is built for. Nikita is going to do his best to save this man's life, even if he is an enemy. Some torn muscles or ligaments is a small price to pay.
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 Emilio Ughi - Distant Village, Wilds, on the road Flaw Points: 4 "Haha, you have discerning eye my friend! As for 'giving up', as you put it", Emilio spread his arms, "We are not exactly resisting arrest, are we? If there is not some strange custom in these lands for those apprehended to take, I do believe the ball is in your court to describe how we are to proceed, Ser Knight!" Social Chameleon [+2] to avoid unnecessary manhandling. Otherwise, proceed scene.
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Silth - Host/Blaylock - The Dark Crystal Chamber Host/Blaylock's memory of his induction to the inner working of the church was a proud one. It was overseen by the dark cardinal himself. The lesser cardinals could also bind priests, paladins, zealots, and templars and attune them to the crystals energy. The speech was a particularly potent memory. ["I bind the to the glory of the dark. One purpose. One voice. One heart. One mind. Open yourselves to the never ending bounty and glory of its dark miracles. That the hand that guides the crystal be in your thoughts and know your very soul. Amen!] A set of footsteps echoing from the opposite entrance of the chamber brought Host/Blaylock out of his memory. All you need to is to find a cardinal to rebind you. Body. Mind. Heart. And soul. Amerigo Hieronymus Location: Mayor's office, Grenmalk-City 1 FP, +1 upshift banked. "You have the right of it good sir!" The mayor said enthusiastically. "Just ensure that you dont mention our little arrangement if you are caught. Someone has to look out for the people. If you have any other questions you may ask my steward here. Manfred, please escort the gentleman out." The mayor went back to his paperwork, looking disheveled. Hakon and Thralls - Hakon's Manor FP: 11 The Indoctrinator bowed and left to do Hakon's will. So summoned, the Wizard came before Hakon. A small wand in his hand. "My Lord, master, my everything and all. I have created a magical item that would help you defend your person." The black stick was made of wood, finely carved and lacquered in a dark bluish black finishing. "I call it 'Mindbane'. If you are threatened, merely point it at your assailant and will it to fire. When it strikes, it will temporarily freeze the mental processes of its target. They will be stuck, and stand as still as a statue." The Wizard create a you a one of a kind item. Mindbane. It will work as described. Isiah Incipio - Mysterious Valley, Wilds Nothing happens. When Isiah looked at the bodies and they didn't rise...strange. Then one and then the other leapt to attack. "Kill their leader!" The two shape shifters were pretending to be corpses. They had been waiting to ambush another patrol, but their good luck in having Isiah come to them? They could not let this opportunity slip. The two corpses were pretend. Two shape shifters leap to decapitate your command! Patak - The Wilds | FP 5| 2 upshifts Banked The tracks sparkled, after a day or so from following his quarry, Patak came upon a camp. The fire burning low. A single sleeping bag sat in front of a fire. A horse nearby whickering softly. A small clothesline had a few bits of female clothing attached, washed in a small nearby stream. It would seem, Patak's target had settled down for the night. Ksenija Ceranic - Blacktone - 6 FP Ksenija demolished the roof just as the mage was about to cast his spell. It fell in with a crash with most of the building as a woman's scream pierced the dark. Followed by her crying children. *Crump* There were a few less crying children making sounds as the roof's collapse took out part of the building. It's poor quality more at fault than Ksenija's tampering. The gathered mercenaries and the mage all ran towards the collapsed part of the building. Shouting and attempting to dig the people out. Ksenija hidden in the shadows of the non-collapsed corner. Riley - The Fortress of No Return When Riley said nothing the guard grunted and left. Food soon arrived, the guard bringing in the tray. On it was good cooked meat, fresh bread, a vegetable soup, and a cup cold clean water. He left Riley to the food and her own thoughts. Nikita and Lt. Freda - Mysterious Hill, over looking a mysterious valley, The Wilds FP: 2 "Thank you! Thank you." The man said after he was freed. He drank the water hungrily. "Glad to see you. I was captured by the gigants and their allies. They tortured me and when I wouldn't talk, left me here to die." He shuddered. "I thought they were going to eat me. Their camp is a bit east of here. Their leader is huge. Calls himself Morag-marn. Two heads. Twice as mean." He started coughing. Emilio Ughi - Distant Village, Wilds, on the road Flaw Points: 4 "You and your people drop your weapons and all belongings into a pile." He gestured where with his blade. "Everything. You then will be bound and we will take you." Sally, Stern, the boys, Cain and Lillith and you drop all possessions into a pile that will be collected. Then your shackles will be put on.
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Emilio Ughi - Distant Village, Wilds, on the road Flaw Points: 4 "Heh." The knight said.
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Hakon and Thralls - Hakon's Manor FP: 11 Hakon accepted the wand and smiled, obviously pleased at the Wizard's efforts, "You have done well, my wizard-slave." That should be enough, thanks to the obsessive love and devotion caused by his programming, to send the Wizard into virtual paroxysms of joy. Seeing just how complete his control over his true-thralls was, how all-consuming their love for him was, never ceased to please Hakon. Before he had come here, he had always needed to watch his back, now he had a core of people who would burn down the world just to elicit the slightest smile from him, and he was constantly having them make demonstrations of their feelings. The fact that it obviously pleased him for them to do so would only serve to drive them to perform more and greater demonstrations of their love and devotion for their master. Once the Wizard had fawned sufficiently for Hakon's satisfaction he had another order. "Next you will use your powers to study the Eye. I wish to know more about it." Hakon's ordering the Wizard to study the Eye. Alpha and Omega Servant[+2].
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Emilio Ughi - Distant Village, Wilds, on the road Flaw Points: 4 Emilio merely nodded in response, all smiles and gleaming teeth. "Well then! I am happy we have reached a conclusion in a peaceful manner!" he snapped his fingers, "Stern, boys! Twins, too! Give this fellow what he needs!" The last sentence there, of course, was a coded phrase, decided on in advance. A trick of the merchant trade Emilio had picked up on in his old homelands to deal with bandits, to get in that first sucker punch. And when his henchmen jumped the unsuspecting enemy, he could slip away in the ensuing chaos with Sally. Well, at least hopefully. But you didn't profit if you didn't risk, and Emilio was too fresh from a dungeon to go into another one just yet. If these people would even extend him such courtesy in the first place. And besides, maybe this would get the vampires stop complaining about food for once? There was always a silver lining, haha! Security [+2] and Energy Absorption/Channeling [+2] to have Stern & Superpowered Boys and the Eyeliner Twins sucker punch these church goons while Emilio slips away with Sally.
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Ksenija Ceranic - Blacktone - 6 FP Ksenija slinks towards Amy, aware of the fact she's not quite the good person she thought she was. Why would whatever altered her laptop have chosen her otherwise? It must be having a real laugh right now. Ksenija will move off to see how Amy's doing with her Sneaking Suit (+4) and Streetsmarts (+2).
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Nikita and Lt. Freda - Mysterious Hill, over looking a mysterious valley, The Wilds FP: 2 "East, you say." Nikita scratched his chin and glanced over at his troops. "What do you say we pay this Morag-marn a visit?" He returned his gaze to the scout. "I know where Isiah is presently encamped, but I have no interest in seeing your commander again until I am prepared to beat him half to death for what he did. But neither am I willing to send you off on your own in your current condition. So you'll accompany us. If you wish to fight, that's your choice. Now tell me what forces we can expect in this camp. Gigants, obviously. What else do they have?" After getting what information he can from the scout, Nikita and company will make their way to the camp in question. Everyone is to keep their enchanted coin readily available as early warning in case of a shapeshifter ambush.
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Silth - Host/Blaylock - The Dark Crystal Chamber ---> Fortress of No Return Host/Blaylock frowned. He then promptly left the chamber, and wondered how his plan would proceed without magic. A different avenue would need to be exploited. He returned promptly to the Fortress, stalking back down the halls to his office, where he retrieved a second Glass Bottle, ink, and paper. He tucked them all into his coat, before leaving and re-locking his office and moving to where Riley was being held. He nodded to the guard, opening the door and clearing his throat. "Riley," he said, gesturing to the table where the food sat. He took one side, sitting down and allowing the girl to take her seat when she felt like it. He pulled from his coat his pen, ink, and papers, laying them out neatly and inking the pen. When she seemed ready, he began the interview/interrogation. "Please state your name, for the record." "How did you come to Slate-Iron City? What is your purpose here?" "By what means did you alter the storm? Can you describe how your magic works? How was it taught to you? How do you cast it?" "You mentioned a Fairy Godmother. Who is she? How do you contact her? Is she plotting against Slate-Iron City, the Church, or the Council?" "Are you plotting against the city, the Church of Darkness, or the Council of Six?" Regardless of what or how she answers, Host/Blaylock dutifully and accurately transcribes both his own questions and the responses she gives. Eventually, he pulls out a pair of small Glass Bottles of the spell-holding variety. He places them on the table and uncorks both. "Please demonstrate your ability, if you can, by casting into each of these jars the same enchantment you used to change the storm." He gestures helpfully. An interview. Rhjamiz fucked around with this message at 02:32 on Sep 8, 2017 |
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Isiah Incipio - Mysterious Valley, Wilds Lich's bane's failure shook Isiah Incipio. The bone blade had never failed him before. How else would it fail him in the future? So what if the shapeshifters were still alive. The blade should have ripped the souls from their still living bodies and forced them to serve him. This new distrust caused Isiah to sheath Lich's bane when facing danger for the first time since he'd acquired it. His fist and shield would be enough here. Every trained fighter knows that a shield makes a handy bludgeon in a pinch. For a fighter as strong and experienced as Isiah, the black steel shield of the Black Legion was almost as handy as a mace and much harder to dodge. "Stay back!" he commanded his troops: "I don't want any of you getting close enough for them to escape by disguising themselves as one of you. I'll deal with these two myself." Bludgeoning the shapeshifters into submission. I want live prisoners who can lead me back to their home. The shapeshifters must all die or serve me. Warrior Prince +4 Black Legion Captain +2 - equipment bonus from shield and armor OOC: totally legit necromancy didn't work - Isiah's just an arrogant dick
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Riley - The Fortress of No Return Riley sat attentively before Inquisitor Blaylock, mindful of her posture in a way she wasn't accustomed to doing. . "Please state your name, for the record." "Riley," Riley responded. She'd never given a name for a record before. "How did you come to Slate-Iron City? What is your purpose here?" "I didn't come here by choice," she answered truthfully. "I was teleported here, and I don't know how or by who, really. I want to go home to my friends. They're not near here- I think I was brought from another world." "By what means did you alter the storm? Can you describe how your magic works? How was it taught to you? How do you cast it?" "Um." Riley struggled to find words to describe her winter magic. She decided on a practical demonstration. "I don't know how to describe it, but it works like this." She rubbed her hands together like she did to generate the cold for the storm. She blew the coldness towards Inquisitor Blaylock. The force of it was many levels of magnitudes gentler than the snow storm, more like a sudden blast from a powerful air conditioner. "You mentioned a Fairy Godmother. Who is she? How do you contact her? Is she plotting against Slate-Iron City, the Church, or the Council?" "Um." Riley struggled again to find words. "I don't know much about her, except that I met her in a dream. I was pleading for help, and she came. That was... several days ago, I think. I haven't seen her in my dreams since. She didn't say anything about a plot. She said there were nice people here, but that I haven't been polite to them. She told me to mind my manners. She said she could help me if I asked nicely. When I woke up, I could make things cold." "Are you plotting against the city, the Church of Darkness, or the Council of Six?" "No," she answered honestly again. "I mean, this isn't the nicest city I've been in, I have to be honest. But I don't have any plans except to leave. I'm just a stranded, accidental traveler. I don't know about any church or council. But you've been square with me, so it can't be that bad." She ended with a shrug. "Please demonstrate your ability, if you can, by casting into each of these jars the same enchantment you used to change the storm." Riley nodded. This was what the Inquisitor wanted to see, after all. She tried something different with the two jars. The first one she picked up and kissed. The second one she just concentrated on freezing without touching or gesturing. When she was finished with the jars, she looked at the inquisitor with a plain face. "I've tried to answer all your questions the best I can. Please answer just this one for me: am I going to be okay here?" Using Winter Magic [+2] to demonstrate Riley's abilities. Caufman fucked around with this message at 03:12 on Sep 8, 2017 |
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Silth - Host/Blaylock - The Fortress of No Return Host/Blaylock regarded Riley almost unemotionally. He thought about the question a moment before replying, "Uncertain. Heretical magic is not looked on kindly here, and were it anyone other than myself interviewing you right now I imagine things would not be this pleasant." He steepled his fingers. "I will pass my report up to my superiors with the note that you have fully cooperated thus far and that you are a child and therefore not likely a threat, whatever good that might do you. Your ultimate fate, I imagine, will be up to the Grand Inquisitor or the Dark Cardinal himself. As soon as I have an idea of their decision or likely decision, I will inform you. If you are to be transferred, I will inform you in advance." Waiting on GM confirmation that both jars now contain the Winter Snow enchantment, by whatever means they indicate holding magic. If they visibly show it at all.
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Riley - The Fortress of No Return "Uncertain." It wasn't the answer she wanted, but it was not totally unexpected, either. Grown-ups, after all  She half frowned but half nodded to Inquisitor Blaylock at the same time. But this inquisitor admitted to acting differently from his peers"Were it anyone other than myself interviewing you right now I imagine things would not be this pleasant."" "What makes you special, Inquisitor Blaylock?" Riley asked, for once interested in someone who wasn't a kid. "Why did you choose to be different from the rest of the inquisitors?"
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Silth - Host/Blaylock - The Fortress of No Return Host/Blaylock arched an eyebrow for a moment before answering. "I value cooperation, and believe it to be the most effective and easiest path when pursuing a goal. If I can foster voluntary cooperation, then that makes my job easier and creates less work for me. Being polite costs nothing, yet can make all the difference in the world."
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Riley - The Fortress of No Return "You know, she kinda said the same thing. Hope she's right." After a second, she remembered to add, "Thanks."
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Silth - Host/Blaylock - The Fortress of No Return Host/Blaylock nodded and stood, picking up his papers, the bottles, ink and pen, tucking them all back neatly into his coat. He then knocked on the door to alert the guard, who opened it to let him out, leaving Riley with her thoughts. Returning to his office, he went inside and set everything on his desk. Sitting down, Host/Blaylock drew out fresh pieces of paper, and got to work. He would need to send up this report to the lab as soon as possible. He sealed one of the bottles with wax and pressed his ring to it, stamping his inquisitor's seal. This one was for the lab, to go with his report. The second bottle he tucked into his coat. That one was for his own purposes. Dipping pen to ink, he began to write. With luck, this report would net him some useful attention from his superiors. Useful for Silth, that is. Writing and sending up a report on Riley using everything she told me as well as Guile [+2] and The Gleaning [+2] to ensure proper forms are filled out and the appropriate extrapolations or observations are recorded. Silth is only mentioning ONE of those bottles in his report; the one he sends to the lab. Host/Blaylock is including in his report that Riley has cooperated fully with this investigation and that, as a child, she might be suited for reeducation or harnessed as a Church asset (which is to say, Agent or Tool). Rhjamiz fucked around with this message at 04:20 on Sep 8, 2017 |
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Riley - The Fortress of No Return Tired from the interview, Riley crawled back under the bed sheets. She hesitated dreaming again, remembering the nightmare. But it was too important to neglect, and there was nothing else to do. She closed her eyes, walking watchfully into a dream. Aware that she may have triggered events of deadly consequences for herself, Riley wanted to peer inside the dreams of her jailer, Inquisitor Blaylock. It seemed a fair tit-for-tat. The inquisitor had imprisoned and questioned her, so it was okay to have her own curiosity met. So Riley crept along the dreamland like a mouse when the cat's sleeping in the next room. She wanted a sneak peak at the lingering figures and emotions from Blaylock's most recent dreams. Using Sneaky [+2] and Dream Weaver [+4] to examine the secrets of the inquisitor's unconscious.
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Patak - The Wilds | FP 5| 2 upshifts Banked Patak surveyed the camp site. It seemed normal enough, but there were various traps a mage might set that even a trained and keen eye could not see until they were sprung. Patak touched his Banner for a moment, considering the danger. All he really knew was that this individual had been to the massacre site. It could very well be that they had investigated as well, and then moved on. So he settled for a more balanced approach. Rather than waking them up with a weapon to the face he would prepare a meal for two over the fire. People like to talk over food. People feel safer and more secure on a full stomach. He did get some slightly dented copper cookware for a fabulous price. It would be a shame not to make use of it. Patak threw a few coals from his pack on the fire and began roasting up some salted fish and mushrooms as well as putting together a pan bread Marie had shared the recipe and sold him supplies for. He wouldn't have minded brewing a coffee but no trader seemed to know what it was. Patak really hated the Underdark sometimes. Aiming for Parley with the individual if they are not immediately hostile. Exchange of names and pleasantries and all that, get off on a good footing before I might have to kill them. Using mortal Wildlands +2 and Warlord +4 to be wary of any tricks or traps and War God's Banner +2 for magical defense should the need arise. As an aside I'd like to ask for a roll using Wildlands +2 just to see how good Patak's cooking is. Not a double action per se, just kind of a side detail to flesh out.
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Hakon and Thralls - Hakon's Manor FP: 11 The Wizard's studies were fed to Haokem via their telepathic link. The words were technical but understanding came slowly. <"Its. Complex. The more it's used..the closer. Destiny. Fate. Power."> The wizard flinched. <"It can be rejected. With deed. But it doesn't like that. It sees me!"> Suddenly an unseen force launched the wizard across the room, knocking him unconscious. IC you now know. Emilio Ughi - Distant Village, Wilds, on the road Flaw Points: 4 Emilio's minions leapt to attack, taking the opposing force by a slight surprise. In the chaos and mayhem Sally grabbed Emilio and ran. Her eyes saw each scry and attempt of the church forces to locate Emilio in the short term. Sally changed directions each time they got a bead on him. They ran and ran, the others loyally buying time for Emilio to escape. A day they made their escape and soon they topped a rise, below a medium sized hamlet. Torch light and a few glow globes illuminating the place. Ksenija Ceranic - Blacktone - 6 FP Ksenija came upon the room at the inn where Amy would have confronted the captain and lieutenant of the salamanders. The room was empty. The mattress was also missing. mysterrrry Nikita and Lt. Freda - Mysterious Hill, over looking a mysterious valley, The Wilds FP: 2 The scout nodded. "I can show you the way. There's the four minor Gigants, multiple humanoids, dozens likely they keep moving around. Then the big man himself. They have guard posts around the camp and a few patrols." He drank some more water then Nikita and his group made their way over to the camp. The camp was located on top of a hill. It would be very hard to approach without being seen, even with the natural state of darkness of the under-realms. The scout spoke. "We can get around the patrols if we go on the other side an wait for an opening." Freda looked to you. "What say you?" Isiah Incipio - Mysterious Valley, Wilds The shapeshifters were not prepared for Isiah and the dead around him. The mist had obscured them from view. Undead hands beat and held the shapeshifters fast. Soon they were crying out their surrender. Caught: Two shapeshifters Amerigo Hieronymus Location: Mayor's office, Grenmalk-City 1 FP, +1 upshift banked. Manfred spoke. "You can come to me with reports. As soon as you find something actionable come to us as soon as possible. We have multiple employees and servants at the Lord's estate. My own family, my brother runs the household as steward. We can compensate you in gems or politically with favor." Manfred hands Amerigo a bag of coins. "For expenses. Needless to say you must be secretive." Riley - The Fortress of No Return & Silth - Host/Blaylock - The Fortress of No Return -- Riley crawled back under the bed sheets. Riley peeref inside the dreams of her jailer, Inquisitor Blaylock. -- Host/Blaylock filed his report and the air was sent to the lab. As he sat in his chair, a faint prickling sensation. Something or some force was trying to read his host's mind. Oddly it would be the subconscious. For had they tried the conscious they would have gotten a nasty surprise. Encountering the alien mind of Silth directly would be treacherous for humanoids. He closed his eyes and saw: Riley appeared inside Host-Blaylock's mental remnant. It felt odd to her. Like faded words on the page of an old book. It was like Blaylock was eternally asleep. Faint memory as if he was an observer in his own body for the past few days. She saw her own capture and events up until now. But she pushed further. A strange dark crystal. A vault. She kept pushing. An office. A priest. Drug addict. Then. Oh. Gods. What was that. Riley felt sonething large and dark behind her. She turned and a large ink-black wave fell on her. Silth and Riley both woke with a sudden start.  Rikey: There is a monster inside the Inquisitor. It knows you know. Silth: The humanoid knows your secret. It knows you know it knows. Patak - The Wilds | FP 5| 2 upshifts Banked Patak started cooking and noticed the tent was empty. A female elf came walking out of the darkness, belting on a pair of breeches. "How rude to come upon a lady's camp while she's visiting the loo." This was not a dark elf. Her hair was the color of fire and her skin pale. She stood with her hands on hips and blew a wisp of hair that had gotten into her face. "Now what could a gentleman out here be wanting of a lone woman hmm?" Patak didn't get the impression she meant him harm, but she had an assured confidence about her that she feared nothing about him.
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Silth - Host/Blaylock - The Fortress of No Return FP: +3 Host/Blaylock's eyes shot open. Fury boiled behind the mask of flesh Silth wore, though it did not show on Host/Blaylock's face. Immediately he rose, throwing his chair aside as he did so, and stalked into the hall, flagging down one of the soldiers who patrolled or stood watch. It didn't matter who. "The little girl being kept under guard just attempted to invade my mind; she is clearly a far more dangerous witch than anticipated. Execute her immediately. She has heretical ice magic and will attempt to confuse or enthrall you. Do not let her escape. Take no chances, and show no mercy. Go!" Rather than accompany them, however, Host/Blaylock set off instead for the stairs. He was going to whatever high-point this fortress offered, where he could stare out and up at the 'sky', such as it was. Some balcony or terrace or upper floor open to the weather where he could stand and 'conduct' what was about to come. He stood there, gazing outward, taking a moment to bask in the rolling sound of thunder before Silth reached deep inside to call upon the power of the Stone it carried close. There was no more time. It could wait no longer. It had to be now. If the girl escaped, then she might expose him. The city must fall. Ordering Riley's immediate execution; she is a mind-invading witch who is too dangerous to leave alive. Silth, meanwhile, is going to start whipping up the Storm of the Century, adding to the already rumbling thunder-snow going on and converting that Winter Magic into driving sleet and hailstones, Silth Stone [+2]. Death from Above, lots of lightning, etc. Naturally, Silth is loving livid so let's tap Wrath for +3 FP to give the storm a furious, massive boost. The storm will be angry, too. Rhjamiz fucked around with this message at 22:39 on Sep 10, 2017 |
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Riley - The Fortress of No Return It was like a nightmare creature in the flesh. And it hated her. No doubt it would be a matter of seconds before guards stormed in to kill her. Riley brushed the tips of her fingers to feel the chilly energy sizzle between them. She might die today, but she was not going to die alone. She willed sheets and stakes of ice to form a circle around her like a spear wall. She would freeze the blood in the veins of any man who walked through that door or stood in her way. Assuming she survives the first wave, though, Riley had a plan. She wanted to sneak deeper into the fortress, following the signs and clues for the morgue, the execution ward, the crematorium, any place the inquisitors might store the bodies of people they've killed. Winter Magic [+2] to fight and kill any assailants. If she survives, Sneaky [+2] to creep further into the fortress.
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Isiah Incipio - Mysterious Valley, Wilds Isiah regarded the odd blood stains on his gauntlet and shield. Then he shifted his cool gaze back to the shapeshifters. Back to the shipshifter blood. Back to them until he could see that they'd gotten the message. As a prince he'd been trained in all the subtle ways a diplomat might reveal his true thoughts and feelings without realizing it. That training stood him in good stead here. In a conversational, almost bored tone he addressed the two captives: "This is the second time you've attacked us unprovoked. Twice now I've splashed the ground with the blood of your kind for your folly. I would like to put an end to the strife between us. Tell me where your leader is so that I may talk with him and work out a peace agreement." He waited patiently for them to respond. 10 seconds. A minute. 10 minutes passed. Isiah sighed and stood. "Okay. If you won't talk, your soul will." Calmly and deliberately he drew the bone blade. "I tore this out of the still living chest of a necromancer. It still hungers for the souls of the living. It whispers to me, begs me, every second of every day to let it kill. If you won't talk to me, I'll feed your soul to it and after an eternity of suffering your soul will beg me tell me everything it knows." There was a hint of weary compassion in Isiah's voice now: "Believe me. I've seen it before. Had to destroy the souls of more friends than I care to remember who were broken in just this way. Let's do this the easy way, yes?" Intimidating/torturing the shapeshifters into leading me to their home. Don't really want to write the torture parts so went with this instead, but yeah. Isiah is totally gonna torture them if they don't talk. Warrior Prince +4 If this doesn't work, gonna try and feed their souls to the bone blade and see if their ghosts are any more co-operative. LLSix fucked around with this message at 21:15 on Sep 10, 2017 |
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Ksenija Ceranic - Blacktone - 6 FP She quirks an eyebrow and starts picking through the room. There's always clues, you just need to know where to look. She checks the door, you always start with the point of entry. Was it kicked off the hinges? Left open? Locked? After that comes the story the furniture tells. Was the brawl quick and clean? Fast and dirty? Did it ever happen at all? What about the mattress? Something clearly happened there. Stillia could open portals, maybe these two could also? She feeds data into her implant as she works, maybe there's some files on criminology in there. "You have anything to add Percy?" Ksenija says. OOC: Ksenija will investigate the scene with her Jury-Rigging Genius (+4), Streetsmarts (+2), and see if Percy (+2) has anything to add.
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Hakon and Thralls - Hakon's Manor FP: 11 Hakon recovers the Eye. The results of the study were interesting, but the fact that it had potentially damaged his wizard was annoying. At the very least, it didn't seem to be a threat to him. Once the Wizard regained consciousness and Hakon was assured he hadn't suffered any permanent injury, Hakon returned to his makeshift throne room. The Eye was still recharging, and so his plans were on hold. In the meantime he would need something to pass the time. Some time passed as he though, his attendants seeing to his desires, and then an idea popped into his head. An enjoyable diversion that should fill the time until the Eye's recharge was complete. A set of orders went out, and in short order all of his thralls had gathered in the Manor's great hall. "I have decided that in the coming days the number of my thralls will grow greatly, and so a hierarchy is needed. So, in order to determine this hierarchy, you will compete with one another in shows of devotion to me. You may do whatever you choose, but I will not tolerate anything that seriously damages you or another thrall. You have until tomorrow to prepare, do not disappoint me." Hakon's gonna have his thralls compete with shows of devotion as a method to try and figure out who to put where in the new hierarchy he's going to have to impose as his operation gets bigger.
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Patak - The Wilds | FP 5| 2 upshifts Banked Patak smiled, his arms wide. "I only wished to share the fire and a meal, and with luck converse with a fellow traveler. I had thought you asleep in your tent when I approached. I apologize if I have intruded on your covered feet." He stood to his full height and gave a solemn bow. "I am Patak, a Warlord-errant on a quest to slay the Kursed. I have already claimed the Giant's Toe." He shared the food and his prized Toephy and offered further banter about the oddities of the Wildlands before sharing the details of the Northerner Massacre. "The only thing I have to go on is boot prints that were all over the scene. They led me here. Do you know what happened there?" Patak glared at her expectantly over the glow of the fire. Uh, Name, Occupation, reason for travel I guess? Oh and what the hell was with that Northerner Massacre? I suppose I can use Wildlands +2 toward buttering her up and Warlord +4 toward interrogation for a total conversational +6. War God's Banner +2 on call for Defensive measures.
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Emilio Ughi - Unnamed Small Town Flaw Points: 4 Emilio dusted off his shoulders as he traipsed to town with a swagger you wouldn't exactly expect from a man who just came a hair's width away from losing everything. But that was the Ughi way: no point in wallowing in past failures. No profit in that! Learn your lesson, and move on. And really, even if he had lost a few assets on the way (and who knows, maybe by some fluke they were alive and would return to him someday, hah!), Sally was still with him, and he had not lost his book nor his wits. A magical detector woman was not a bad profit margin for around a week of activity! So in fact, you could very well make the argument that life was smiling for Emilio. Well, as long as he got far enough from these parts that this so-called 'Dark Cardinal' would lose interest, that is. But other than that, things were surprisingly good. Merchant's luck! But Emilio, being Emilio, was confident he could do better still. He smiled as he slowly swiveled his head, taking in the local architecture and people, before turning to Sally, teeth gleaming. "Aha! Quite a prize we've found ourselves, hidden in the murky wilderness, haven't we my friend? Just the right size for a couple of temporarily embarrassed travelers to pick up some new wind under their wings!" Emilio beckoned for the woman to follow, and confidently grabbed his lapels as he begun a survey of the area, chatting away with his companion as he did "So, have you a clue what sort of place this is anyway? Any pertinent information you can spare on these more, ahh, rural settlements of this land? Any inquisitors here for us to worry about, for starters?" Social Chameleon [+2] to not arouse undue attention as Emilio scouts out this new locale, make up a story about bandit attacks if asked. Merchant [+4] to fish for business opportunity while doing the survey. Also asking Sally to give info on useful/important details about the locale, or locales like it, should she have anything to say.
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Nikita and Lt. Freda - Mysterious Hill, over looking a mysterious valley, The Wilds FP: 2 "We'll skirt around. If we can slip past the patrols, we can hit the heart of the camp before they know what's happening. The rest of the defenders might think twice when we toss Morag-marn's head at their feet." He looked over his troops, giving one of them a confident slap on the shoulder. "It's about time we had a proper stand-up fight with no ambiguity or questions of loyalty. Just remember to watch each other's backs, alright? If I lose any of you I'm going to be incredibly sour about it." As the scout polished off the canteen of water, Nikita reslung his pack and made sure his weapons were strapped down properly to avoid making undue noise and giving them away. Freda had been very insistent on hammering that lesson home. Honestly, Gaol should have given her his position. She had all the qualifications he did, on top of actual combat experience. Throwing punches in a bar or gutting the occasional pirate did not come close to Freda's experience. All he had was a bit of magic and a stubborn streak a mile wide. ...Speaking of... "Freda. Let me see your weapon for a moment." As she held it out, Nikita stared at it for several moments. He cleared his thoughts as he had been trained; not thinking. Just feeling. Searching for the nascent spirit within that weapon. It was well known that objects in proximity to people or places with strong personalities or emotional connections for prolonged periods of time could become imprinted by that closeness. And sometimes, very rarely, the thing could awaken just a little bit. Distant kin to the spirits of the natural world. As he focused he thought he could feel a spark within the weapon. It was hard to know if it was real or just his mind playing tricks on him. This was all simple theory he had been taught, not something he'd ever put into practice before. He would just have to trust, and see for himself the results. He leaned closer and whispered a single word on the Old Tongue. "Blood." Witch +2 to imprint a blood hunger in Freda's weapon. If successful, it will bite a little harder and wounds it deals will bleed far more freely. It won't last very long; a few hours at most. He lacks the time, materials, and ritual to attempt to permanently enchant a weapon. Anyway, following the scout's lead and hopefully sneaking past the patrols.
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Amerigo Hieronymus Location: Mayor's office, Grenmalk-City 1 FP, +1 upshift banked. "One last set of questions and I'll be out of here Manfred. What is your brother's name, what does he look like, does he live on the estate itself and do you know any discreet way he might be contacted?" Amerigo is as eager to get working on this as the steward is probably eager to get a random mercenary out of the place. "Thank you again, for your information and patience." Just getting some last minute info, then let's get this show on the road. Ronwayne fucked around with this message at 04:12 on Sep 12, 2017 |
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Silth - Host/Blaylock - The Fortress of No Return The guards rushed to do Host/Blaylock's bidding. As Silth channeled through the stone he put all his rage and frustration into it. A massive storm began brewing above the snow-thunder-storm. It's rumbling even greater as it built up. People glanced at the sky but when nothing was forthcoming continued about their day. The storm is huge and covers the city and surrounding country side. It is building and has not broke. But think cat 5 hurricane power. Riley - The Fortress of No Return A hidden door opened behind Riley. Another Inquisitor stood there. Fat. "I'm Inquisitor Halrn. Come with if you want to survive!" Guards began banging on the door. Keys mysteriously misplaced. Isiah Incipio - Mysterious Valley, Wilds "Ok! Ok! We'll take you!" They squealed. They described an encampment on a hill where the boss who employed them was located. "Guards and pickets. Some gigants and the big one himself!" Isiah's officers looked to him for orders. It worked! Ksenija Ceranic - Blacktone - 6 FP Percy sighed. <"You wanted her to live? I thought you were tying up loos ends! Who would send a pretty naive thing to confront professional killers about their life ending enslavement as a punishment crimes? The mattress was used to move a body there's blood on the floor."> Now that Ksenija looked, she sees that she would have missed it if not for Percy. <"Well she could be alive, look for drag marks outside. Also, I hear a mob calling for your blood. It seems the mage used his time magic to see what you did to that roof. Guess there's no need to pay him to see your other deaths!"> A blood stain. Percy has something to say.. Hakon and Thralls - Hakon's Manor FP: 11 The eye was charging faster. Hakon could feel it. The contest began at the height of his good mood. The slaves fiercely competed. Eye 80% charged. Contest begins. Snowfall ongoing. Patak - The Wilds | FP 5| 2 upshifts Banked The woman shrugged. "You can stay." She was silent as he told his story. When he finished she looked unconcerned. "An odd tale. I do wear boots with heels. I am in fact a female and they are comfortably enchanted to walk in." She strolled over to her tent. "I don't feel like talking, I'm tired. You may sleep near the fire but not in my tent. Understood?" Oh ho. She didn't lie to you but she didn't answer all questions ! Perhaps she did not like being accused if murder@ she beat you @ questioning, lost to your Wildman charms and didn't attack you. Friendzoned to the fire. Emilio Ughi - Unnamed Small Town Flaw Points: 4 Sally squinted at the town. "No magic. No crystal force. There is a scrying looking for you out there." Her lips tightened. "Goodbye Stern, boys." A tear slipped down one cheek. She turned and slapped Emilio."Don't you EVER give up like that again!" Her shoulders were shaking. "Don't you know how special you are? If you'd died..." She sobbed. The book awoke. Emilio spied a market square and dilapidated homes. Poor people but they still did business. Sally must see something in you, that Emilio can't or won't see Nikita and Lt. Freda - Mysterious Hill, over looking a mysterious valley, The Wilds FP: 2 The sword gained a minor enchantment and Freda thanked Nikita, a spring in her already warrior steps. The sneaking and armor quieting let Nikita sneak right into the camp. Many beasts were sleeping, the biggest being the big M's form on a throne made from a large mushroom stump. The scout jumped behind a tent and screamed, "Alarm! Alarm!" The shapeshifter showing his true colors. Purple. The two surprises canceled each other out. The sleepers didn't hear Nikita but they were prepared with an ambush. "Fiiiiight!" Screamed the gigants. Bad roll, but! The sword makes the weilder more bloodthirsty. A minor enchantment. The scout was a spy! Where were those coins when you needed them? The two surprises cancel each other out. No bonus to either group. Amerigo Hieronymus Location: Mayor's office, Grenmalk-City 1 FP, +1 upshift banked. "He's my twin and his name is Vaginafred. He lives in the servants quarters in the estate. Just hang out on pearl street. He meets with Cocainekatie, a protlstitute every Thursday. Wait till he finishes and then approach him." He sees Amerigo out. "Good luck to you!" NPCs I love me some NPCs!
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Hakon and Thralls - Hakon's Manor FP: 11 Hakon sat back to watch the competition. However, the rumbling in the sky was... distracting. It nagged at him, and he knew if he didn't do something it would distract him from what should be a singularly enjoyable time. Waiving a hand over to the Wizard, Hakon tasked him with determining if this posed any danger to Hakon or the manor, it would be enough to put his mind at ease, and he could always grant the Wizard additional time to prepare for the competition afterwards. Having the Wizard make sure the increased snow isn't gonna impede things, and then sitting back and waiting for the contest to begin. Alpha and Omega Servant[+2] for the Wizard.
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Nikita and Lt. Freda - Mysterious Hill, over looking a mysterious valley, The Wilds FP: 2 Nikita didn't spare the "scout" a second thought. It would get what was coming to it soon enough. "Back to back! Don't let these worms flank you! Freda, on me!" At that, he spun about, gripped his spear in both hands, and charged towards the massive figure reclining on the mushroom throne, aiming to pin him right to his seat. Following that his axe would be out and the dying would start in earnest. Indomitable +2 and Berserker +2 to bullrush right through any defenders and either kill or at least grievously wound and pin the presumed leader of this camp. Afterwords he will hold the line with his orcs.
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