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Possy spends the next hour or so nursing her wounds and reconstructing her body through her grisly ritual, trading flesh for flesh and blood for blood.
She draws her knife and butchers the bird with ghoulish efficiency, cutting out lumps of flesh and stuffing them into her ripcage to reabsorb into herself.
By the time she's done with the body, only bones remain, which she neatly sorts and cleans.
After this times, she shakily rises to her feet and shakes the blood off of herself like a dog. She gives a long sigh.
And then she turns her attention to the prize of her kill: the wishbone.
That was an awesome session, GM. I had a lot of fun.
I'll type out Posey's next course of action tomorrow. I had an idea for what to do with Alluring seeks ago. For now, I must slumber.
She draws her knife and butchers the bird with ghoulish efficiency, cutting out lumps of flesh and stuffing them into her ripcage to reabsorb into herself.
By the time she's done with the body, only bones remain, which she neatly sorts and cleans.
After this times, she shakily rises to her feet and shakes the blood off of herself like a dog. She gives a long sigh.
And then she turns her attention to the prize of her kill: the wishbone.
That was an awesome session, GM. I had a lot of fun.
I'll type out Posey's next course of action tomorrow. I had an idea for what to do with Alluring seeks ago. For now, I must slumber.
>>171742
I was just paying homage to put friends who died here last week.
I'm still butchering him. I need his bones because reasons.
I was just paying homage to put friends who died here last week.
I'm still butchering him. I need his bones because reasons.
Just rolling some story dice...
[1d20 = 3]
[1d20 = 6]
[1d20 = 9]
[1d20 = 3]
[1d20 = 6]
[1d20 = 9]
>>171722
Towards downtown, simply enter directly onto the street, and turn left. The roads are paved in brick, and are wider than most of the older cities of Griffonia, built to accommodate carts and automobiles, even if they are not wider than the all too familiar streets of Katerinburg. Amber can see rail-lines installed in the roadway, and wires overhanging the central road but not the road leading to the train station, implying a tramline planned but not (at least yet) implemented. The city is not terribly dense, populated mostly by single houses of white plastered three-storied jettied half-timber construction with slate-tile roofs. The close, four storied apartments with shops at the base do exist, but do not dominate until Amber is on the main road, and they lack the diverse colors of even Kronburg. At the end of the street is the central platz with its granite stones and the rathaus with its imposing brick structure and clock tower. It's not an ugly design, just a bit modern. Further to the right, and hanging over the city atop a hill, is the imposing and greatly older castle complex, containing within the Palace of the Grand Master. Nearer, and on the corner of the two converging streets, is a mostly completed Cathedral with white-marble facade, with red spires and dome. Past the Rathaus is a large, long structure with a few domes that is presumably a university.
Towards downtown, simply enter directly onto the street, and turn left. The roads are paved in brick, and are wider than most of the older cities of Griffonia, built to accommodate carts and automobiles, even if they are not wider than the all too familiar streets of Katerinburg. Amber can see rail-lines installed in the roadway, and wires overhanging the central road but not the road leading to the train station, implying a tramline planned but not (at least yet) implemented. The city is not terribly dense, populated mostly by single houses of white plastered three-storied jettied half-timber construction with slate-tile roofs. The close, four storied apartments with shops at the base do exist, but do not dominate until Amber is on the main road, and they lack the diverse colors of even Kronburg. At the end of the street is the central platz with its granite stones and the rathaus with its imposing brick structure and clock tower. It's not an ugly design, just a bit modern. Further to the right, and hanging over the city atop a hill, is the imposing and greatly older castle complex, containing within the Palace of the Grand Master. Nearer, and on the corner of the two converging streets, is a mostly completed Cathedral with white-marble facade, with red spires and dome. Past the Rathaus is a large, long structure with a few domes that is presumably a university.
Once Posey finishes healing up and stripping the flesh off of the bones, she nearly places them in her bag.
She examines Luminous's equipment as well.
She then searches her surroundings, in case the source of that evil aura was anything of note.
If she finds nothing else, she packs her saddle and heads back to the manor.
If the military asks her why she has an entire griffin skeleton in her bag, she shows them her medical license and tells them that hollow bone osteoporosis kills hundreds of pegasi every year, and that this skeleton is important in researching a cure.
She examines Luminous's equipment as well.
She then searches her surroundings, in case the source of that evil aura was anything of note.
If she finds nothing else, she packs her saddle and heads back to the manor.
If the military asks her why she has an entire griffin skeleton in her bag, she shows them her medical license and tells them that hollow bone osteoporosis kills hundreds of pegasi every year, and that this skeleton is important in researching a cure.
>>171746
He is indeed wearing chainmail armor. It's bright, and brass plated, though severely damaged in the fight. He has the letter Posey sent to Alluring, a glove that was taken off or not worn, a map of Baltimare, corrective glasses, a note book, a small pencil, a laundry ticket, and a small silver-foil covered icon of a shield with an Ursa Minor with a single bright star on it. This last item is particularly repulsive to Posey. Besides this, he has leather boots on his hind legs, a necklace with a representation of wind on it, and a brown, leather jacket. He carried no passport or identification (even Posey should know this will get you arrested immediately), no coins or money, and no weapons of any kind.
It's important to ask what exactly Posey looks like here, and how she intends to make her way back
He is indeed wearing chainmail armor. It's bright, and brass plated, though severely damaged in the fight. He has the letter Posey sent to Alluring, a glove that was taken off or not worn, a map of Baltimare, corrective glasses, a note book, a small pencil, a laundry ticket, and a small silver-foil covered icon of a shield with an Ursa Minor with a single bright star on it. This last item is particularly repulsive to Posey. Besides this, he has leather boots on his hind legs, a necklace with a representation of wind on it, and a brown, leather jacket. He carried no passport or identification (even Posey should know this will get you arrested immediately), no coins or money, and no weapons of any kind.
It's important to ask what exactly Posey looks like here, and how she intends to make her way back
>>171747
Well, I had hoped that after putting some blood in her, and healing back to full HP with her charnel touch, she'd look like her normal self again, passable as mortal.
She's going to need a way to wash the blood off though.
She intends to go home on hoof.
Well, I had hoped that after putting some blood in her, and healing back to full HP with her charnel touch, she'd look like her normal self again, passable as mortal.
She's going to need a way to wash the blood off though.
She intends to go home on hoof.
>Go out onto the streets of a city occupied by a foreign army at 2:00 AM, in a bad, non-residential neighborhood, in a time when the military is fighting a war against guerrillas, rebels are trying to hunt down informants, local gangs are fighting invading foreign gangs, the police is trying to make a show of keeping order, lone criminals prowl for easy prey, and perhaps even worse threats linger...
>Go on hoof on a two+ mile trip that necessarily moves you through military controlled, police controlled, and gang-controlled territories at 3 AM
>Exit street level the way you came at a known cultist hide out
>May or may not be visibly covered in blood, hard to tell
>unclear if she does or does not look like a soldier of the now defeated former overlords
>unclear if her face is or is not recognizable
>be weighed down by carrying the body of that guy you just killed
>Do all of this while giving a witness to a murder you just committed a 1-hour head start
Alright. We'll do it your way.
What's Posey's AC again, and what is it flat-footed?
>Go on hoof on a two+ mile trip that necessarily moves you through military controlled, police controlled, and gang-controlled territories at 3 AM
>Exit street level the way you came at a known cultist hide out
>May or may not be visibly covered in blood, hard to tell
>unclear if she does or does not look like a soldier of the now defeated former overlords
>unclear if her face is or is not recognizable
>be weighed down by carrying the body of that guy you just killed
>Do all of this while giving a witness to a murder you just committed a 1-hour head start
Alright. We'll do it your way.
What's Posey's AC again, and what is it flat-footed?
>>171746
Looking around, Posey finds that the strongest source of dark magic was... the garbage chute. A simple trash chute. No magic, nothing. Another strong signature comes from the door opposite the one Posey came through. Not the door itself, but a pair of rooms to either side. To the left is a small dorm room with two bunk beds. It has a light signature. In the room on the right is a large, jail-like cage, and an open spot with a black stain on the ground, with remnants of gossamer. This area has a much stronger signature. Going back into the room that is across the threshold, there is a pair of cages, a bit of dried blood on the ground, and a light signature. There's a stone stairway that goes into water, evidently to a tunnel that leads to the ocean. Back in the big room, going back the way Posey came, through the hallway, there are signatures inside of the boiler-room. Light-to-moderate. Then nothing much interesting on this level. The first level is permeated with a light signature.
But the truth is, all of these signatures are created by suffering and death. They are not magical in origin.
Looking around, Posey finds that the strongest source of dark magic was... the garbage chute. A simple trash chute. No magic, nothing. Another strong signature comes from the door opposite the one Posey came through. Not the door itself, but a pair of rooms to either side. To the left is a small dorm room with two bunk beds. It has a light signature. In the room on the right is a large, jail-like cage, and an open spot with a black stain on the ground, with remnants of gossamer. This area has a much stronger signature. Going back into the room that is across the threshold, there is a pair of cages, a bit of dried blood on the ground, and a light signature. There's a stone stairway that goes into water, evidently to a tunnel that leads to the ocean. Back in the big room, going back the way Posey came, through the hallway, there are signatures inside of the boiler-room. Light-to-moderate. Then nothing much interesting on this level. The first level is permeated with a light signature.
But the truth is, all of these signatures are created by suffering and death. They are not magical in origin.
If you wish for Posey to do something different, that's fine. Just say so.
Just an hour ago, Posey was taken to the edge of oblivion by a presumed retired Paladin who came to meet her with no weapons, no magical equipment, and no idea what he would be facing. And Posey feels great about it.
Why had he travelled with no weapons? No Papers? No money? Did he even have a plan if the military stopped him?
Posey steps outside of the building through the front entrance, to find the street somewhat dark, though illimunated by lamps and empty of traffic. A cool breeze passes through the buildings, though less in the lean of the structure of 33 Hoebuck. The moon, waning crescent, shines after a cloud passes. It's not completely quite - the sound of steam being released from a nearby refinery, of a crate at a dock, and then a steel door opening breaks the silence. But all of these are distant, and for the most part, an odd calm pervades.
There was something... contempable about that griffin's demeanor. How he looked so much like a prey animal. No. Like livestock, with an odd awareness of the pending slaughter. The way how he varied between fear and resignation. And the way he looked around the streets. How he looked at that warehouse! Posey can see it now - a big ugly building, with a few windows, now blocked by presumed freight. What was there to be afraid of? Did this bird not realize that there is nothing hiding in the dark? There was nothing there that wasn't there when the lights were on. And that odd relief he had when he entered 33 Hoebuck. Could he not feel the evil around him? How could he possibly have been so haunted by the feeling that tonight would be his last... yet so oblivious to Posey, and the type of predator she is.
And so Posey exits the building towards the streets, with the confidence of a predator. So well hidden amongst the grass, always unseen, and fearful of nothing. It's about time that Baltimare had a vampire. The first in ages.
Just an hour ago, Posey was taken to the edge of oblivion by a presumed retired Paladin who came to meet her with no weapons, no magical equipment, and no idea what he would be facing. And Posey feels great about it.
Why had he travelled with no weapons? No Papers? No money? Did he even have a plan if the military stopped him?
Posey steps outside of the building through the front entrance, to find the street somewhat dark, though illimunated by lamps and empty of traffic. A cool breeze passes through the buildings, though less in the lean of the structure of 33 Hoebuck. The moon, waning crescent, shines after a cloud passes. It's not completely quite - the sound of steam being released from a nearby refinery, of a crate at a dock, and then a steel door opening breaks the silence. But all of these are distant, and for the most part, an odd calm pervades.
There was something... contempable about that griffin's demeanor. How he looked so much like a prey animal. No. Like livestock, with an odd awareness of the pending slaughter. The way how he varied between fear and resignation. And the way he looked around the streets. How he looked at that warehouse! Posey can see it now - a big ugly building, with a few windows, now blocked by presumed freight. What was there to be afraid of? Did this bird not realize that there is nothing hiding in the dark? There was nothing there that wasn't there when the lights were on. And that odd relief he had when he entered 33 Hoebuck. Could he not feel the evil around him? How could he possibly have been so haunted by the feeling that tonight would be his last... yet so oblivious to Posey, and the type of predator she is.
And so Posey exits the building towards the streets, with the confidence of a predator. So well hidden amongst the grass, always unseen, and fearful of nothing. It's about time that Baltimare had a vampire. The first in ages.
>>171753
>Another strong signature comes from the door opposite the one Posey came through. Not the door itself, but a pair of rooms to either side. To the left is a small dorm room with two bunk beds. It has a light signature. In the room on the right is a large, jail-like cage, and an open spot with a black stain on the ground, with remnants of gossamer. This area has a much stronger signature. Going back into the room that is across the threshold, there is a pair of cages, a bit of dried blood on the ground, and a light signature.
For the record, Posey is not a paladin. She does not have any innate ability to detect Evil auras, or at least not any more than any regular undead creature might be sensitive to such forces.
>But the truth is, all of these signatures are created by suffering and death. They are not magical in origin.
Noted.
>The way how he varied between fear and resignation. And the way he looked around the streets. How he looked at that warehouse! Posey can see it now - a big ugly building, with a few windows, now blocked by presumed freight. What was there to be afraid of? Did this bird not realize that there is nothing hiding in the dark? There was nothing there that wasn't there when the lights were on. And that odd relief he had when he entered 33 Hoebuck. Could he not feel the evil around him? How could he possibly have been so haunted by the feeling that tonight would be his last... yet so oblivious to Posey, and the type of predator she is.
I'm concerned, but curious.
>And so Posey exits the building towards the streets, with the confidence of a predator. So well hidden amongst the grass, always unseen, and fearful of nothing. It's about time that Baltimare had a vampire. The first in ages.
Flattering.
>Another strong signature comes from the door opposite the one Posey came through. Not the door itself, but a pair of rooms to either side. To the left is a small dorm room with two bunk beds. It has a light signature. In the room on the right is a large, jail-like cage, and an open spot with a black stain on the ground, with remnants of gossamer. This area has a much stronger signature. Going back into the room that is across the threshold, there is a pair of cages, a bit of dried blood on the ground, and a light signature.
For the record, Posey is not a paladin. She does not have any innate ability to detect Evil auras, or at least not any more than any regular undead creature might be sensitive to such forces.
>But the truth is, all of these signatures are created by suffering and death. They are not magical in origin.
Noted.
>The way how he varied between fear and resignation. And the way he looked around the streets. How he looked at that warehouse! Posey can see it now - a big ugly building, with a few windows, now blocked by presumed freight. What was there to be afraid of? Did this bird not realize that there is nothing hiding in the dark? There was nothing there that wasn't there when the lights were on. And that odd relief he had when he entered 33 Hoebuck. Could he not feel the evil around him? How could he possibly have been so haunted by the feeling that tonight would be his last... yet so oblivious to Posey, and the type of predator she is.
I'm concerned, but curious.
>And so Posey exits the building towards the streets, with the confidence of a predator. So well hidden amongst the grass, always unseen, and fearful of nothing. It's about time that Baltimare had a vampire. The first in ages.
Flattering.
>>171759
Silver can see that his group is down a purple pegasus pony. Silver now has Azelea, the White Pegasus, the Orange unicorn, the cream medic and the grey medic. All but the white pegasus and the grey medic have been wounded. This is besides, of course, Spectral Streak.
Spectral Streak says
"Did you hear that drone's cry? 'Hail Ocellus'?"
The orange pony replies
"We got Chrysalis!"
But the white pegasus adds,
"If they know a succession took place, they are in contact with their homeland. They are still very dangerous" he says, holding up his Jenny
Speaking of surprise attacks....
>>171756
>>171757
Posey proceeds towards the street, under the light of a street lamp
Silver can see that his group is down a purple pegasus pony. Silver now has Azelea, the White Pegasus, the Orange unicorn, the cream medic and the grey medic. All but the white pegasus and the grey medic have been wounded. This is besides, of course, Spectral Streak.
Spectral Streak says
"Did you hear that drone's cry? 'Hail Ocellus'?"
The orange pony replies
"We got Chrysalis!"
But the white pegasus adds,
"If they know a succession took place, they are in contact with their homeland. They are still very dangerous" he says, holding up his Jenny
Speaking of surprise attacks....
>>171756
>>171757
Posey proceeds towards the street, under the light of a street lamp
>>171760
Not sure if should be concerned for Silver or for Posey.
"If they are in contact with their homeland, then let us continue on so that we can let them know that Baltimare survived."
Not sure if should be concerned for Silver or for Posey.
"If they are in contact with their homeland, then let us continue on so that we can let them know that Baltimare survived."
>>171760
Possibly avoids lit areas, if possible.
Does she see anything?
I guess this means perception checks
Spot
[1d20+4 = (19+4) = 23]
Listen
[1d20+4 = (11+4) = 15]
Search
[1d20+3 = (19+3) = 22]
Possibly avoids lit areas, if possible.
Does she see anything?
I guess this means perception checks
Spot
[1d20+4 = (19+4) = 23]
Listen
[1d20+4 = (11+4) = 15]
Search
[1d20+3 = (19+3) = 22]
>>171761
The white pegasus smiles "Indeed."
It's Azelea who calls from the little office nearby who speaks up
"Hey! I found something!"
The white pegasus smiles "Indeed."
It's Azelea who calls from the little office nearby who speaks up
"Hey! I found something!"
>>171762
Posey looks up towards the windows that line the second level of the warehouse, finding many of them to be tilted open. Some of them have a light behind them, some of them have been covered up.
But where lights do exist, Posey can see, just barely, the outlines of at least half a dozen figures that lay low in the lower portion of the window, mostly concealed from the street view. She can recognize on every one of them, the shapes of steel helmets, and in many instances, griffin beaks, the barrels of rifles, and in one instant, the big, curved magazine of a machine gun. A hoof waves up, as if directing someone unseen. There is definitely whispering, and the pattering of claws
Posey looks up towards the windows that line the second level of the warehouse, finding many of them to be tilted open. Some of them have a light behind them, some of them have been covered up.
But where lights do exist, Posey can see, just barely, the outlines of at least half a dozen figures that lay low in the lower portion of the window, mostly concealed from the street view. She can recognize on every one of them, the shapes of steel helmets, and in many instances, griffin beaks, the barrels of rifles, and in one instant, the big, curved magazine of a machine gun. A hoof waves up, as if directing someone unseen. There is definitely whispering, and the pattering of claws
>>171764
Well, this is clearly none of my business or interest, but now I'm curious... And Posey is still feeling invincible after her battle high.
Posey creeps closer, looking for what they're up to.
This time, she carefully takes 10 on hide and move silently, got a modified 19 ok both
Sike, lol
Hide
[1d20+9 = (13+9) = 22]
Sneak
[1d20+9 = (19+9) = 28]
Dice go clickity clack
Well, this is clearly none of my business or interest, but now I'm curious... And Posey is still feeling invincible after her battle high.
Posey creeps closer, looking for what they're up to.
This time, she carefully takes 10 on hide and move silently, got a modified 19 ok both
Sike, lol
Hide
[1d20+9 = (13+9) = 22]
Sneak
[1d20+9 = (19+9) = 28]
Dice go clickity clack
>>171765
It's pretty obvious what they are doing. They are set up to observe, and then lay down an immense amount of fire on anyone coming out of or within the 33 Hoebuck structure, while being fairly covered against any return fire. Their numbers are greater than a simple patrol or observation would suggest. This is part of an offensive combat group.
Posey isn't a 17th level ranger, is she?
[1d20+4 = (5+4) = 9]
[1d20+3 = (7+3) = 10]
[1d20+3 = (12+3) = 15]
[1d20+1 = (7+1) = 8]
[1d20+1 = (5+1) = 6]
It's pretty obvious what they are doing. They are set up to observe, and then lay down an immense amount of fire on anyone coming out of or within the 33 Hoebuck structure, while being fairly covered against any return fire. Their numbers are greater than a simple patrol or observation would suggest. This is part of an offensive combat group.
Posey isn't a 17th level ranger, is she?
[1d20+4 = (5+4) = 9]
[1d20+3 = (7+3) = 10]
[1d20+3 = (12+3) = 15]
[1d20+1 = (7+1) = 8]
[1d20+1 = (5+1) = 6]
Oh, wait, I have an idea:
First, I need to roll a religion check, to see if Posey knows any griffonian curses related to the cult of Maar. Any sort of iconic, recognizable phrase will do.
[1d20+9 = (7+9) = 16]
First, I need to roll a religion check, to see if Posey knows any griffonian curses related to the cult of Maar. Any sort of iconic, recognizable phrase will do.
[1d20+9 = (7+9) = 16]
>>171765
Posey can attempt to try to run to one of the few, leafless trees scattered about the property, or back to a small, equally leafless bush. She can hope that she’s harder to see further away from the lights. But the bottom line is that there is no natural cover in front of 33 Hoebuck, and no obstacles between it. The building has only a small number of exits on the front side, and anypony observing need only watch these. Posey exited out of the middle, most obvious exit, which necessarily requires opening a door and making movement. And she made no attempt to conceal herself until after this point.
>>171769
“May you never see true.”
“May you fall with the false gods.”
“The True seeing god shall take his rightful place”
Do you mean like cursing a person? Or a curse like a profane statement said out of frustration.
Posey can attempt to try to run to one of the few, leafless trees scattered about the property, or back to a small, equally leafless bush. She can hope that she’s harder to see further away from the lights. But the bottom line is that there is no natural cover in front of 33 Hoebuck, and no obstacles between it. The building has only a small number of exits on the front side, and anypony observing need only watch these. Posey exited out of the middle, most obvious exit, which necessarily requires opening a door and making movement. And she made no attempt to conceal herself until after this point.
>>171769
“May you never see true.”
“May you fall with the false gods.”
“The True seeing god shall take his rightful place”
Do you mean like cursing a person? Or a curse like a profane statement said out of frustration.
>>171767
Going into this office, silver can see three ponies. Two lie on the floor in pools of blood, but a third, in yellow vest, is simply tied up
Going into this office, silver can see three ponies. Two lie on the floor in pools of blood, but a third, in yellow vest, is simply tied up
>>171773
Silver tells Azelea to get the medics before he addresses the remaining pony.
"Who are you? What happened?"
Silver tells Azelea to get the medics before he addresses the remaining pony.
"Who are you? What happened?"
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>>171770
Okay, I have an plan that involves Darkness, Gaseous Form, a disguise check, and a bluff check, an intimidate check, popping out one of my eyeballs, drawing direct fire, and hide check, rapidly blinking, sneaking into the sewers and advertising the importance of hiring professional exorcists from the university.
I need to look some things up first though. brb
Okay, I have an plan that involves Darkness, Gaseous Form, a disguise check, and a bluff check, an intimidate check, popping out one of my eyeballs, drawing direct fire, and hide check, rapidly blinking, sneaking into the sewers and advertising the importance of hiring professional exorcists from the university.
I need to look some things up first though. brb
>>171770
>And she made no attempt to conceal herself until after this point.
Could she have been wearing her hood and cloak like she always does?
>And she made no attempt to conceal herself until after this point.
Could she have been wearing her hood and cloak like she always does?
>>171776
Yes. All it would do is conceal her face. While that’s extremely valuable, it won’t save her from bullets.
Yes. All it would do is conceal her face. While that’s extremely valuable, it won’t save her from bullets.
>>171775
>>171776
Posey, going outside, has found a predator lurking in the tall grass, waiting for an ambush. Waiting to ambush her. By attempting to hide after that, she has tipped off that she knows they are there, and that she considers them to be hostile. Now, they must necessarily spring their trap.
From the warehouse, Posey hears the yell of some feral creature that must be sone sort of pony:
”There’s that Elf sorceress! Kill it before it can escape!”
And then a second voice, even more accented.
“Karabin maszynowy, strzelec, strzelaj!
“Drużyna 2, flankujcie ich. Zabij kucyka!”
Roll Initiative
[1d20+2 = (15+2) = 17]
[1d20+2 = (17+2) = 19]
[1d20+1 = (7+1) = 8]
[1d20+1 = (16+1) = 17]
[1d20 = 17]
[1d20 = 15]
[1d20+1 = (2+1) = 3]
[1d20 = 4]
[1d20 = 3]
>>171776
Posey, going outside, has found a predator lurking in the tall grass, waiting for an ambush. Waiting to ambush her. By attempting to hide after that, she has tipped off that she knows they are there, and that she considers them to be hostile. Now, they must necessarily spring their trap.
From the warehouse, Posey hears the yell of some feral creature that must be sone sort of pony:
”There’s that Elf sorceress! Kill it before it can escape!”
And then a second voice, even more accented.
“Karabin maszynowy, strzelec, strzelaj!
“Drużyna 2, flankujcie ich. Zabij kucyka!”
Roll Initiative
[1d20+2 = (15+2) = 17]
[1d20+2 = (17+2) = 19]
[1d20+1 = (7+1) = 8]
[1d20+1 = (16+1) = 17]
[1d20 = 17]
[1d20 = 15]
[1d20+1 = (2+1) = 3]
[1d20 = 4]
[1d20 = 3]
>>171777
I know something that can have me from that
Okay, at the top of her lungs, with her features still obscured, beneath her cloak, pops out one of her eyeballs with a hoof to the back of her head.
Ashes snatches it in mid air, and casts Darkness on it as she places it back in its socket. She achieves this using Versatile Spellcaster and two lvl 1 slots. One of her eyes is now the center of the Darkness spell, and she keeps that eye closed.
She takes out Luminous's Skull and places it over her own face, like a mask.
From the darkness, at the top of her lungs Posey let's out bloodcurdling shriek, as she opens her darkened eye.
"REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"
And then, she invokes the power of the Red Curse to use Gaseous Form, her body turning to red mist.
In essence, Posey is attempting to disguise herself as an apparition summoned by the cult of Maar that was unleashed by the Luminous's intrusion. Having Darkness on her eye enables her to flick Darkness on and off at will by blinking. Gaseous Form will enable her to fly and slip through tiny spaces, while also making her look a lot like a red ghost. This will also make her all but impervious to nonmagical attacks for the next six minutes.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=3odMTPuzLwY
I know something that can have me from that
Okay, at the top of her lungs, with her features still obscured, beneath her cloak, pops out one of her eyeballs with a hoof to the back of her head.
Ashes snatches it in mid air, and casts Darkness on it as she places it back in its socket. She achieves this using Versatile Spellcaster and two lvl 1 slots. One of her eyes is now the center of the Darkness spell, and she keeps that eye closed.
She takes out Luminous's Skull and places it over her own face, like a mask.
From the darkness, at the top of her lungs Posey let's out bloodcurdling shriek, as she opens her darkened eye.
"REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"
And then, she invokes the power of the Red Curse to use Gaseous Form, her body turning to red mist.
In essence, Posey is attempting to disguise herself as an apparition summoned by the cult of Maar that was unleashed by the Luminous's intrusion. Having Darkness on her eye enables her to flick Darkness on and off at will by blinking. Gaseous Form will enable her to fly and slip through tiny spaces, while also making her look a lot like a red ghost. This will also make her all but impervious to nonmagical attacks for the next six minutes.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=3odMTPuzLwY
>>171774
The medics come in, if a little slowly.
The stallion, who is a tan colored, is scared, looking around
“My name is ‘Live Current’. We were starting to finish the electrical system when drones attacked us, disguised as guards. Shot us from behind. We heard gunshots. From the hall.”
The medics come in, if a little slowly.
The stallion, who is a tan colored, is scared, looking around
“My name is ‘Live Current’. We were starting to finish the electrical system when drones attacked us, disguised as guards. Shot us from behind. We heard gunshots. From the hall.”
>>171782
"Changelings have brought nuclear device into lower levels of building. Did you notice anything suspicious before or during your capture?"
"Changelings have brought nuclear device into lower levels of building. Did you notice anything suspicious before or during your capture?"
>>171784
I need to revisit those “bloodlines” at some point
>is it too late?
Posey is about to very seriously have her spell casting concentration disrupted, and I’m kind of skeptical of a player character assuming gaseous form, but other than that, no. Posey won initiative. She can do whatever she can in a single full round action.
”You think your Celestialists black magic will save you? Your princesses could not save themselves!”
I need to revisit those “bloodlines” at some point
>is it too late?
Posey is about to very seriously have her spell casting concentration disrupted, and I’m kind of skeptical of a player character assuming gaseous form, but other than that, no. Posey won initiative. She can do whatever she can in a single full round action.
”You think your Celestialists black magic will save you? Your princesses could not save themselves!”
>>171778
>None of them have a Dex mod higher than 2
>Nine enemies in total
>they're aiming presumably nonmagical weapons at me
Actually, I might be able to handle this...
How far away are they?
>None of them have a Dex mod higher than 2
>Nine enemies in total
>they're aiming presumably nonmagical weapons at me
Actually, I might be able to handle this...
How far away are they?
>>171786
>She can do whatever she can in a single full round action.
Okay, new plan: brute force, leave no survivors.
How many of the enemies can fly?
>She can do whatever she can in a single full round action.
Okay, new plan: brute force, leave no survivors.
How many of the enemies can fly?
>>171787
Across the street. Maybe 120 to 150 feet.
“We got a priestess, boys! The Duke will pay you extra! Load up the crystals, boys, and shoot that bloody queef!”
”Potrójna nagroda dla czarownika! Zamień swoje kulki w kryształy! Wyjmij magazynki i zastąp je tym z fioletową taśmą! Wymień swoje czasopisma na te z fioletową taśmą!”
One gun shoots at Posey, firing a beam of pink magic
[1d20+6 = (14+6) = 20]
>>171788
Nine griffins (one is an assistant machine gunner). One Pegasus. So… 10
Across the street. Maybe 120 to 150 feet.
“We got a priestess, boys! The Duke will pay you extra! Load up the crystals, boys, and shoot that bloody queef!”
”Potrójna nagroda dla czarownika! Zamień swoje kulki w kryształy! Wyjmij magazynki i zastąp je tym z fioletową taśmą! Wymień swoje czasopisma na te z fioletową taśmą!”
One gun shoots at Posey, firing a beam of pink magic
[1d20+6 = (14+6) = 20]
>>171788
Nine griffins (one is an assistant machine gunner). One Pegasus. So… 10
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