Serus cackled maniacally, turning to face the guy attacking him from behind with a sadistic grin. That's how he wanted to play, eh?
Butcher Ferin? The guy who tried to spell me from behind. Shout the word at him while I do so, just thinking about normal butchery stuff and not pointing anywhere in particular.
"Oh, that's not good at all. Hold in there for a minute big guy, if you can take care of that sneak-thief, I think I can fix you up!"
Sprint away from the combat as fast as I can and pick up some of the cloth that's lying around. If the area around Doodles is safe after I pick it up, run back and attempt to bandage him. If not, then stay away and yell a GWP while pointing my palms at Serus.
[Serus dex:4+1]
[Serus str:6-1]
[Ferin dex:3]
[serus pot:2+1]
Ferin turns tail but Serus is faster, tearing his blade free of Doodles and bringing it down on Ferin's back while yelling a word. The air shimmers harmlessly; the blade is much less harmless.
[Ferin end:4+1]
The blade cuts deep into Ferin's shoulder, cleaving deeply into the joint as Ferin continues to run.
[Ferin end:2+1]
Ferin clutches his shoulder, blood pouring between his fingers and down his dead arm as he runs, barely staying on his feet through the pain. Bleeding and gritting his teeth, Ferin makes for the fabric; thoughts of bandaging Doodles replaced with aspirations of self preservation.
"Ooh, something that works! Oh ye-es!"
Sneak up to the guy that tried that electricity stuff and yell "GARSTORPIT" once more. Try to stand so that I catch all three of the people in the area of effect.[/color]
I hope what happens next is interesting!
You charge towards Ferin as he tries to escape and shout your word as you close in on him.
[pot:6+1]
[ferin end:4+1]
Ferin vanishes as the air around him darkens to green and is torn through with jerking black tendrils. Ferin stumbles out of the fog, trailing wisps of fading green behind him. His blood turns black as he struggles forward, coughing tar black blood and bleeding from the eyes. He keeps going till he trips over the scraps of fabric on the ground and falls, blindly, to the ground.
"AAAAAAAAAGH!" John stumbles back, clutching his arm. Oh god oh god oh god my arm my arm! He flinches back, bumping into Kin, and swings around. The pain is less noticeable now, but still awful. "Gah! Don't kill me!"
John secretly prepares to shout a WORD if the person attacks him. If there's no attack, he'll look over his new golden arm, to see how exactly it changed.
The man seems to have no intention of stealing your soul, so you take a moment to examine your arm. You tap on it. It's solid gold, immovable and feels nothing, like the flesh has just turned to metal, hand frozen in lose fist.
"Are you f*cking kidding me? I try five words and two of them are cloth? Does the universe want a tailor that badly?"
((For the record, I did facepalm. How am I reading a book of magic and all I find are marbles and cloth? What are the bloody odds!))
Sit on my new chair o' cloth and look down on the action, this is wonderful! If those idiots kill themselves off... It'll make the deathmatch a little more favorable. But wait, if that one kills all three of them.... He'll boost his power high enough it will be a man hunt! Interrupt! Call down to the guy stealing my cloth: "You're welcome!" then mutter to self "Jack @$$." Say Generic and if it does summon anything with a decent density to surface area ratio, throw it at the moron trying to poison the whole pit. I ain't dying of neurotoxins just yet.
((If I find a third word that summons cloth, I will rename my character Arcane Loom.))
You stare down the carnage from your Cloth throne and shout out a new word.
[pot:1+1]
A steel cube the size of a croûton plinks to the ground in front of you. You pick it up, grimace and then huck it off the ledge down at the fray.
"Holy-" Seeing the sudden change on the person startled Kin that he took a step back. "A-are you alright?" Of course not, stupid. He has a fracken golden arm. "Sorry, of course not. I'm not really good at interacting with people so I really have no idea how to behave in a situation like this." But then again, spontaneously having an arm change from flesh to gold isn't that common. "Also, I really had no intention killing anybody today." Today? "I was just trying to get to the middle of the upper platform you can see from below. Seems like the best place to defend. Maybe you want come with me?"
No matter the choice of the person Kin will continue up to the next level and walk over the rope bridge to the middle while keeping "Roth Kelio" in mind, ready to point and shout if someone aim for me.
Just met a person with an arm transformed from flesh to gold. Very interesting. I wish I knew what word or words was used to make that happen.
I wonder if there is a difference between shouting a word, saying it and whispering it.
The man seems to engrossed in his new golden arm to follow you for the moment, so you head up the stairs to the third floor and run out across the rather rickety bridge to the center.
John follows Kin, examining his arm and cradling it to his chest.
"Didn't you feel it, though? That... If we do kill someone... We get supreme ultimate power?" John shakes his head. "I mean, that's what I felt..."
You chase after the man who talked to you, reaching the center platform a few moments after him.
Shout "Rothon!" at Serus as I stumble (ideally walk normally) towards Possibly.
((If you try to heal me, I'll team up with you for as long as my character lives. I feel secure in saying that, because no one has found a healing spell yet. 
))
You grunt and hold your hands over your wound as the blade is pulled free. You turn to Serus as he finishes cleaving into Ferin and shout your word at him.
[pot:6+1]
[Serus end:3-1]
Serus Convulses violently as electricity surges through him, blackening and burning flesh, arcing off his blade as he drops it and collapses to the ground. A moment later he vanishes, collapsing into ash.
[Serus is dead]
[you gain one stat point]
You smile weakly, gripping your gut, and stumble towards the west stairs, bleeding profusely. You make it about half way up before you collapse, vision fading.
An instant after Serus vanishes another man appears in the center of the gazebo floor, amidst all the fresh blood and ash. His Name is Joe and he is no doubt very confused.
Patrick :Green: Pool:2/2
Joe: Red: pool:1/1
Garth : Blue: Pool:2/2 (a few metal marbles)
Possibly: Orange: Pool: 2/2 (some cloth)
Ferin : Yellow: Pool:1/1 (Deep cut in left shoulder, dead arm. Blinded, poisoned)
Doodles: Purple: Pool:1/1 (Stabbed in stomach, bleeding out)
Kin : Light blue: Pool:2/2
John: Dark red: Pool: 3/3 (Left arm turned to gold from elbow down.)
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