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Post by Aura Guardian on Aug 10, 2014 17:46:43 GMT -6
You can't put it in the bag in yet; both moves were used getting there and picking it up.
Bluejay turn.
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Post by General Spoon on Aug 10, 2014 18:02:18 GMT -6
Skip me for somebody relevant; this is pretty much over? (delay action idk)
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Post by Aura Guardian on Aug 10, 2014 18:10:10 GMT -6
By popular demand, I'm calling this fight. You destroy the remaining cultists just as Milani bashes in Baphomet's skull.
Fate: "... Baphomet was always planning to usurp me, but... I have decreed the end here. If you will not die by mortal hands, then die HERE!"
Tendrils of pure darkness, with ice dripping off of them and freezing on the floor, emerge. They strike out at you... but you feel a minor twisting of powers, similar to when you first met Hope, and each of the tendrils misses you by less than an inch.
Hope: "And with that... I am, for now, the stronger." Fate: "... What?" Hope: "Stronger enough... to do this... Back to the eternal prison with you! It took all your forces to spring you... but by my power you can no longer escape from it without first breaking the other two."
Chains of light spring forth, grab Fate, and then both vanish slowly...
I'll have a loot thread and logs stuff up later.
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Post by agape on Aug 11, 2014 11:18:51 GMT -6
"Such a battle, but the question remains unanswered ...why?"
Loric looks around, seeing all the bodies.
"Prevent the unconscious from dying. We will have them interrogated in Ironhelm. For the deceased... bury them outside of the temple grounds. As for the spoils of war, we'll make a list of it and divide it."
Loric smiles at the rebels.
"Well fought! I didn't have any idea such an experienced militia existed in the rural areas. Please have a share of the spoils, I do not have anything else at the moment to reward you with."
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Post by temperantia on Aug 11, 2014 15:38:26 GMT -6
"DAMN IT! The traitor got away! HOW DID WE LET HIM GET AWAY!?" Oros pushes his glasses back into place after his outburst and clears his throat. "Well, at least we won the fight here with... minimal casualties."
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Post by Aura Guardian on Aug 13, 2014 16:45:14 GMT -6
... Okay, fine no need for more roleplay here, though I had some cool stuff designed. Pick out your loot, and tier up to mythic 1...
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Post by ginganinja on Aug 13, 2014 21:32:15 GMT -6
ADrasteia smiles as she feels the soft glow of mythic power rippling through her body. With one smooth movement she lets fly a large number of arrows, more than she had loosened before, and smiles to herself in happiness.
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Post by temperantia on Aug 13, 2014 22:31:55 GMT -6
"Hopefully you can retrieve all those. It'd be quite terrible if you wasted all those arrows." At that moment, Oros feels the warmth of power encompass him and draws his notebook. He begins mumbling to himself while quickly scribbling down notes. "Strange occurrence after meeting with divinity and pseudo-divinity. Feeling like effects of the tribal chants. Also shares similarities to indigestion."
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Post by Aura Guardian on Aug 14, 2014 16:13:48 GMT -6
Father Florens: "Is... Are they gone? Is that it?"
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Post by temperantia on Aug 14, 2014 19:54:04 GMT -6
"Well, their deity got rather...well, smoked. I expect they will not return to get smote so quickly."
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Post by Aura Guardian on Aug 14, 2014 20:45:59 GMT -6
Milani (quietly): "... Vulthen... no..."
Father Florens (to you guys): "That is wonderful news! Thank you all!"
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Post by General Spoon on Aug 16, 2014 6:22:29 GMT -6
"That appears to be all of them," says Lynx, "but are we sure that no more are coming?"
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Post by agape on Aug 16, 2014 7:43:44 GMT -6
"Considering that Baphoment himself chose to join the combat... I'd say no."
Muttering to himself, Loric says: "...I'm just going to ignore some arm movements for the spells from now on... Most of them seem completely unnecessary to me..."
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Post by Aura Guardian on Aug 21, 2014 21:48:07 GMT -6
Hope turns to address you.
"Now that my brother is sealed away again, he holds little power. He can now only whisper to his servants, and nudge his path ever so slightly. He will constantly try and escape, but for now, the paths of men are no longer caught in my brother's web... for now, the fight against my brother is done. He will be back later, but you will be stronger then... as will I."
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