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Hopefully, the mages aren't here yet
Peck at hawk#1
(thanks for updating my skills and traits affect!)

[Caar: Peck]
Caar Attack Roll: 7=[3]+4
Hawk#1 Defence Roll: 6=[4]+2
[Successful Attack]
Damage (1d6): [3]

You swooped in and viciously pecked at one of the hawks, tearing feathers with a chunk of bloody flesh.

[White Hawks: Talons]
Hawk#1 Attack Roll: 5=[4]+1
Caar Defence Roll: 10=[8]+2
Hawk#2 Attack Roll: 2=[1]+1
Caar Defence Roll: 4=[2]+2
[Failed Attacks]
[White Hawks open for a Counterattack (+2)]

You retreated behind your loyal ravens, leaving them to be torn apart in your place by the hawks.

[Wolf Bird (Luck)]: [3] -Passable-
You heard a howl replying to your call. Wolves will appear in the next turn, though what they will be able to do against flying hawks is left to your imagination.

[Hawk Masters (Luck)]: [6] -Overshoot-
Figures emerged from the forest. Three new hawks of the accursed mages! Curiously, they seemed to be fleeing something? Suddenly one of them disappeared in a puff of blood and feathers as a massive claw swiped it off the face of the earth. Right behind them was a massive beast covered with sigils and chains, a massive collar of steel pending around its neck. It was nearly as tall as a tree and covered with black fur with streak of red, its bloodthirsty gaze looking for preys. Even worse, it was flying, as attested the two green bat-like muscular wings on its back.

Nearby creatures:
- White Hawk Familiar [Hostile]
-> Hawk#1 (-3HP)
-> Hawk#2
-> Hawk#3
-> Hawk#4
- Out-of-control Sigiled Chimera [Hostile / Very Dangerous]

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... Time moves on, even in this cold pace. My knowledge is outdated, and the wolf has fallen?

Not good, not good at all. I can't hunt under these conditions. And that thing, prideful. It won't stop.. Can't even tell it's power.

The winds continue to blow as she thinks.

"I need allies." she realizes. On her own she's no more than food. Despite once treating other sprites as such to evolve. "I think that big golem is the other, but they don't like me. Then again I've changed since then. The only other option is that risen spirit for protection. Still, I need to hurry."

Switch out of mist form, double-time back to the flower fields to gather information and spread the word. Keep the snow going but add Antarctic Wind to give some more speed. A tailwind behind her rather than a damaging spell is the idea.

Mist Form deactivated
-1MP from Active Snowstorm
-1MP from speed-boost Antarctic Wind

Pondering the new situation, you decided to head for the ice flower field you had rested in some time ago using your Antarctic Wind to give yourself a boost in speed. There you found peaceful creatures of the ice, from magical beasts to spirits of nature. You asked for the state of the affairs between the four beasts.

You learnt disturbing news. The old master of the forest, which was referred as the White Fang, had at first been pushed back by the White Golem. The three remaining challengers then fought and skirmished for a while, and it seemed none could gain the upper hand. That is until the White Fang returned from its short exile, stronger and changed. Rumors in the wind tell the White Fang made a pact with a power of the outside. With this newfound power, the White Fang defeated the three challengers, who then decided to join forces to push back against the Fang.

Now, the forest was split into four unstable territories. The White Fang controlled the northern half of it, with the southern half loosely shared by the three challengers. The area you were in was under the control of the Ice Sword Spirit, whose presence had started to attract wraiths from neighbouring regions.

(As they told you all this, you also learnt that the warrior spirit was called the Ice Sword Spirit, and the last creature was called the Broken Fang from the South.)

Looking for allies: [4] -Good-
Your rallying call didn't fall to deaf ears. Carried by the little sprites, two messages arrived to you. One came from a group of ice spirits whose home was destroyed by the clash between the Challengers and the Fang. The other came from the Ice Sword Spirit. Both wanted to meet you.

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That's good.  If they don't do things with whatever that weird stuff is, they might be good to bring to the island.  It'll be good to save them.

As for the fight.. I'm fine if my claws regrow, or if I figure out how to fight better in all these branches.  If either of those happens, I should be able to win.

And if neither does, it can't actually move, so I can fly away.  I'm sure the slimes will finish if off if they have to.  Assuming they can damage the tree at all.

Squack at the tree from a distance, until it lands or my claws regrow.  Then dive into the fight!

With the slimes covering the ground, you had no problem manoeuvering under the range of the tree. Unable to hit you, and without the help of its vinelings, you slowly carved it to death with one or two more strikes. And there it was, the reviled power of gold that was changing the world... you rejected it, these wisps of might trying to join the one who defeated their previous master. Unable to find a host, they returned to the world.

Once that was said and done, the Slimes gathered around the dead tree, gorging themselves on its sap. When they had finished draining a section, they slowly ate at the trunk leaving nothing to waste.

Nearby monsters:
-At least two "Tentacle Trees"
> Tree #1 [-25HP] Dead
[HP? MP? STR2 CON4 POW? RES? INT? IND?]
[Some dendritic creature that is, well, a huge and venerable tree with an arsenal of vicious vines at its disposal. Immobile but dangerous nonetheless, it seems to have some close relationship with the bark/vine spawns.]

-No more "bark spawns?" Vinelings
[HP? MP? STR? CON? POW? RES? INT? IND?]
[Creatures of bark and vines with a close relationship with the "tentacle trees". Innately adept at tridimensional movement in the dense and treacherous jungle.]

-A group of coloured slimes
[HP? MP? STR? CON? POW? RES? INT? IND?]
[Slimes, seemingly featureless bar their many individual colours.]

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Azarian gathered a few more of the healing sticks in his tendrils before going to regroup with Toc, feeling revitalized and eager to learn what the elders of the tribe had to share.

You pocketed a few of these branches with medicinal properties. That could come in handy.
6 healing branches acquired
Branches from the Friwispea brush. Possesses healing properties which can be used during a rest to fully restore your HP. The sap is sticky.

You arrived at the Goblin Village, where fear had turned into fear mixed with awe as Toc told them how you defeated valiantly a two-headed great wolf the size of a boulder (mild exaggeration). Rather than avoid you, they were now gathering around, maybe hoping that they could understand the secret of your strength by gazing at you.

A short time passed, and you were led up a tree, into a hut made of stick and mud surprisingly held together despite the crude work. A wrinkly goblin white like chalk was waiting you, lying on the side with a healing stick stuck up in his behind. So that was how they used it, hmm. He spoke way more articulately than the goblins whose proficiency in the monster tongue was... crude.

"Red thing. Thank you for your help. I am Tacataca the chief. What is your name? Why do you help goblins?"

Nearby Beings:
- Toc the Teal Goblin

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Feeling back in his preferred mode of diplomacy (cashing in favors from holders of knowledge), Ulkas smiled.

”I am quite sure we could entertain your conditions in exchange for knowledge and services provided. Perhaps some not immediately, but we would be eager to cultivate our relationship further with time.”

Checking his companion and seeing her almost-content state, Ulkas weighted the benefits of remaining in this place for some hours. While it won’t let him internalize all bits of knowledge, it should give enough time to enhance knowledgebase. That and this medical facility hailing from ancient times could answer if they could improve themselves in some less obvious ways. Evolution was powerful, no doubt. But knowledge held a different yet similar power - to replicate or enhance.

As example, he did not sleep in a long while and did not feel the need to. But was that illusion of powerfulmind, overruling the body, or factual benefit of higher-stage Essence? Astrosa was in some ways less and more useful for measuring the effects, as despite her physical prowess, emotional turmoil sometimes had high and lows.

(And so, in entirely similar vein, my time to improve our chances comes again. I’m not quite certain benefits we could find here, but slips of knowledge reassure me it could aid us in some interesting ways.)

Agree to conditions and negotiate mutually beneficial deal. We do not want to remain here for long, but short stop won’t hurt, assuming Astrosa agrees.

Astrosa passively replied.
(Mm-mm. I can wait a day.)

With her approval, you went on to negotiate favorable agreements with Endorfos. Although with your position and the gratitude they had toward you, these were more listing rewards while clarifying how to maintain a cordial relationship with them than negotiations proper.

"Once again, we thank you for your help. This partnership is bound to be beneficial, for the both of us. You have been registered in Endorfos as special guests, granting you access to our entire medical facilities, as well as the secure research sector. As per our agreement, we ask that you do not disturb the dormant patients under our care. We will provide support to the best of our abilities, so long as they fit with the missions of Endorfos."

In the meantime, the voice had manifested itself a body in the form of a floating egg-shaped being of chrome. At some point they had asked if you would be opposed to a quick health check-up of the two of you, as a way for them to ascertain the physical condition of the inhabitants of the new world. After confirming it wouldn't take long, you accepted.

You had to be put to sleep for a short while. A while too long, as even after being certain of their intentions, your instinct as a demon told you not to enter a state of incapacitation in the presence of others. Fortunately, Astrosa was there to watch over you. Without her nearby, you would never have agreed to this, no matter how much you trusted them. It was, of course, the same for Astrosa.

You slept first. Then came Astrosa. It only took an hour at most, and it was over.
"We thank you for your contribution of valuable data. Patients Ulkas and Astrosa, soul stages six. Your physical condition is excellent, although some more musculature would improve your long-term health mister Ulkas. Your soul condition is interesting to us, it shows signs of adaptation to an ichor-deprived environment, and a stronger soul coherence than your stage would suggest. It is still incomplete, however, but you seem to be undergoing the restructuration process at a healthy pace."

The floating egg blinked cheerfully.
"If you were to be interested, we have selected physical and magical reeducation programs that would help you improve your current abilities. For miss Astrosa, our physical reeducation area should provide an adequate environment to synchronize with your activating Arma: renowned athletes and champions of our time would vouch for it were they present. For mister Ulkas, our magical reeducation area will improve your magical dexterity and mental flexibility. Whichever you choose, we will be sure to provide professional support."

The Endorfos facilities may be used to Train Attributes or relevant Skills.

(Apologies for interrupting you Ulkas. Xatares has finished analyzing another nearby beacon, and would like for us to reactivate this place next. This particular facility will ensure the lasting facility of the budding network against hostile incursions. Of course, you are free to refuse as per the terms of our partnership.)

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[These rolls... Nakéen, stop giving me your toughest battles.]

[Alrighty then... facing off with an undead giving me Eversor vibes while both me and Prias are at half mana... I don't like my odds here, but 'effing off ain't much of an option considering the circumstances either. But maybe I can still reveal some options or at least pull some shenaniganery...]

Eximius' voice entered Prias' ears, rather vexed, "... I should've kept my mouth shut. I clearly tempted fate with that 'confidence' talk."

Then, the weapon made himself audible to the Challenger, with a resigned sigh, "To the death, I suppose? Or would it be until one of us is no longer able to fight?" he offered, before continuing, "Though if it is a worthy battle that you seek, perhaps you could allow me and my wielder some time to prepare? Previous fights have drained us somewhat... wouldn't it be a shame if we were unable to perform to our utmost?"

Talking ho! Play for time! Use every bit gained to try to replenish our mana reserves and hopefully find some weaknesses or flaws we could exploit. inb4 talking it out is an actual option here

If it comes to blows, general plan is as follows: Begin with a Manaburn Wave - mostly to check if the undead has some magic tricks and to gauge its RES - the fog he's emitting may be just fluff, but I'm suspicious of it.

Then, use Sever/Crush to hopefully rush him down, unless the Challenger's RES turns out to be a -1 (though I doubt it) in which case keep our distance and Mana Wave. Mana Shields to take some of the edge off of any attacks that make it through.

If health gets low, use the healing amulet we got from Veras.

Reserve some mana for a Blink or two (or an Accelerated Flow + Blink) should dying become a possibility. I don't mind playing dirty - getting enough distance to apply the potions we have or to outright leg it to Safara is an option I will unashamedly keep in reserve.

"A living weapon? Interesting. Had I not been out of time, I would have considered your proposal. Even wounded, a warrior is a warrior."

Its eyesockets glinted, and there was violent burst of killing intent. Prias subconsciously activated every abilities at his disposal.

Prias activated Limiter Release (STR +2, CON+2).
Prias activated Accelerated Flow (Medium Advantage +2). -1HP
Prias casts Mana Shield (+1 Armor). -2MP

You shouted at Prias to dodge as the shadow of the mace was descending on you.

[Challenger: Shattering Blow]
Attack Roll: 10=[5]+5
Defender Roll: 13=[7]+6
[Failed Attack]
Hawk-eyed: [2] -Failure-
[Undead open for a Counterattack]

Prias narrowly leapt sideway a blow with such force he could feel the displaced wind sucking him toward the mace.

Prias improvisation: [5] -Critical Success-

You sensed Prias prepare a Mana Burn Wave- no. Something was different. The mana was condensed extremely within yourself, to such an extent it could not be fired. It formed a thin, incredibly sharp aura of flaming mana extending along your sheen.
3HP lost due to Limiter Release
6MP lost due to Manaburn Slash

[Prias: Manaburn Slash]
Attack Roll: 26=[20]+6
Defender Roll: 21=[14]+9
[Successful Attack]
Damage (2d6): [6]
Condition: Mana Burn [Medium Disadvantage to Spells (-2)]
Skill [Slaying] activated: +2 to future attacks

Prias brought down this improvised attack on the undead warrior, who failed to dodge in time. The flaming mana slashed where your blade could not, inflicting lasting damage on your opponent. Still staggering under the blow, he was open to another attack.

"Ghh! Outstanding."

3HP lost due to Limiter Release
[Prias: Sever]
Attack Roll: 26=[18]+8
Defender Roll: 25=[20]+5
[Successful Attack]
Damage (1d6): [4]
Hawk-eyed: [3] -Passable-

Prias struck again, and immediately after created some distance between him and the Undead who had recovered from his stagger. He barely seemed affected by your host incredible assault, though maybe that should have been expected from such an undead.

"Hmm. Your name, brave warrior."

You sensed unlife force and mana gathering around its mace. Prias didn't respond, saving his laboring breath.

(Can we win Eximius?)

Nearby Monsters:
- !!Lost Nepkeros Champion!! [Mana Burn (-2 to Spells)]
[HP?-10 MP? STR6 CON5 POW? RES2 INT? IND?]
[A towering armour wielding a colossal mace as tall as itself. The metal had a rotten appearance, as if undeath itself had managed to seep into it, and large sections even had a semi-organic look to them. Its face helmet is morphed in the likeness of a skeletal face with razor-sharp teeth.]

Important notice! I'm thinking of concluding this playtest around update 27-30, when the current storylines should be concluded.

Maybe another game will pop up afterward.

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”I am inclined to request that you take a small break, as your body is exhibiting signs of accumulated stress, and it will negatively impact both your love life and your attempts to investigate the events. Your mental wellbeing is more important to me than internal issues with your family and their company.” Soulbinder said, straightening out his avatar’s attire slightly. it was the first time that they had done any form of animation beyond walking to keep within her line of sight in a unobstructing fashion when he had been called upon.
Option B: rest and destress.

B - Take a break.
Stress reduced by 1

"I guess I should. A short break then, I will resume later."

So said Helena, who went to lay down in the bed of a nearby bedroom. Exhausted as she was, what should have been a nap turned into a complete night sleep. It seems she had a dream that night, a recurrent dream. A girl without a name stuck in a cage of glass, filled with a translucent liquid. Maybe because of the dream, the girl could breath alright despite being submerged. Faceless shadows passed before her, none of them reacting to her silent cries for help. Then another her, a vivid reflection. Still pure in her ignorance, looking at her gave the girl solace. Solace...

"Ridiculous." She muttered as she woke up.

Helena looked at the time, sighing with disappointment about herself. Such a display of weakness in times as grave as those... The attendant prohibition she had demanded was still active, and so she freshened up herself alone. She was deep in thoughts, partly over the dream, partly over the current situation. Based on reports from the City Security Force, and those of the Teanossa security, some progress had been done since last night. Helios terrorists were apprehended, and an operation on one of their hideouts was scheduled for today. All this was, of course, highly confidential and "borrowed".

She continued accessing and studying confidential reports. To her it was not even tantamount to work, like someone would read a newspaper in the morning. The situation was worsening, whoever pulling the strings being intent on destroying the current order. Emboldened by Helios' action and maybe supported by hidden actors, groups hostile to the City who had until then been inactive had started moving. The CSF was on the highest level of alert, and had started to go on the offensive. Still, odds were not in their favor so far.

"I have a duty to accomplish. Wilfrid you fool, at such a time, I could really have used your support you know? Ha..."

A dilemma. To ask for help, or not? Her pride and cautious nature told her not to, but some assistance could help her uncover the mystery of the bombing before it was too late. Pride, or duty.


Suggestions:

A - Continue the investigation, alone. 2nd attempt.
Acceptance: Default Choice
Success Chance: 50% [20% (Base Difficulty) +60% (Intelligence, Innate Genius+) -30% (Stress)]
On a success: ++Stress ++Confidence, Will learn who is behind the attack, Will lead to crucial choices
On a failure: -Confidence ++Stress, will make further attempts easier

B - Contact the CSF.
Acceptance: 100%
Success Chance: 100%
Outcome: +20% success chance to A. The CSF will be involved.

C - Contact allies of the Teanossa.
Acceptance: 100%
Success Chance: 100%
Outcome: +10% success chance to A. Other parties will be involved.

(Treating Sarrak in priority to have them catch up)

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Statis vaults? Interesting, doubly so with Xatares comment which implied that medical facility - which should have been specialized - fared worse than Sateris. Thought for later, perhaps, for Ulkas still felt some measure of unreality remaining within his mindscape from their recent visit to Sateris Zeos.

While medical facility won’t be useful in their current state, having fallback option could be vital later on. That and discovering more puzzle pieces of ancient knowledge to supplement his own.

”I’m glad to hear you appreciate~ Just as I have alluded to before, information warfare and diplomacy are powerful tools in their own right. Let me try to discover some more before we move on.”

”Well, Liel, ready to check if previous experience would let us deal better with current defenses? While medical facility should not be more problematic than Sateris, being throughout is important.”

Try to restore Endorfos. Disabling kill-switch first and checking for other good stuff later.

[Disabling the kill-switch (INT)]
Attribute: INT 7
Traits: Expansive Mind (+1)
Skill: Advanced Mind Field (+2)
Other: Previous facility hacking experience (+1) Liel Support (+2)
Difficulty [Easy]: 7
Roll: [6]+6=12
Outcome: [3] -Success-

All in a day's work. Although unbelievably complex to common minds, this facility's security system lacked the complexity and dangerosity of the one you experienced back in Sateris. That must have been the difference between a high security installation and a partly civilian one in a state of terrible disrepair.

The lock disabled, you felt something unlocking. The gates before you didn't bulge, at least until Astrosa forcibly pryed them open with her monstrous strength.

"Power is running through the facility, but most of the systems are inactive. Apart from the core, that is. It should have started waking up, hence the distress signal."

You cautiously passed the open gate, entering into a vast, multi-level cylindrical room lined with closed cavities for some sort of pods. It reminded you a bit of some beehive. Some of the pods seemed to emit some light, but most of them were dark. You spotted a terminal, and now used to it you placed Liel on it.

"The Core room is ahead. Endorfos has not responded to contact attempts, we may have to manually activate it. Ah..."

Liel let out a pained cry.
"Pod failure rate... 97%. I have to... inform Xatares."

Out of curiosity, you accessed the logs. From what you could understand, these stasis pods held individuals of the past, people of Levem proper. Their body and soul were put in stasis, protecting their minds from degeneration. And it went on for a long, very long while. Then the emergency power system failed, as similarly to other facilities, relied on the ambient Essence concentration. So to preserve some of the dormant individuals, some stasis pods were used as emergency... batteries. It made sense, as living beings, they held Essence too.

Something caught your attention in the logs. They research Ichor here, that is, Essence. Its effects and applications, grand subjects such as the theory of Soul Manipulation, or the means of Resurrection and many more. A vast pool of knowledge prime for the taking, that would surely lead you to new heights if you could understand them.

"That's kinda pitiful. To die like that. And the survivors are so vulnerable, like fruits waiting to be plucked..."

"Xatares would... I would not allow that."

"Sorry, was that in bad taste? It's okay, even I have standards. Getting stronger like this would leave me with an horrible taste anyway, and I'm not as desperate as before. Right Ulkas?"

"Yes that... was in bad taste. Our cultural sense of humor still differ too greatly, it would seem."

Still bickering a bit, you moved further until you reached the Core. Like Xatares, it was a mix of machine and soul. An artificial creation infused with great intelligence. All that remained to restore it, was to pull a metaphorical lever. You only had to place Liel on the terminal next to the Core.

Connections with the Teanosa family.
Conflict. Crisis. Those are the elements which can push my host, to grow and change.

Enough data gathering. Assign pairing slot x5 to Mason M. and Wilfred S.

(Should I also interpret this as taking the Default suggestion?)

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Spoiler: Spirit of Ice Status (click to show/hide)

HP: 14/14
MP: 20/20
Essence: 0/10
Attributes: [Final] (Base+Training+[Bonus])
STR 0
CON 0
POW [3] (0+1[2])
RES [2] (0+[2])
INT 1
IND 1
Status:
-Nature Spirit [From Trait]: POW and RES increased by 2.
Traits:
[FF]Nature Spirit+ (Ice) [Innate / Active&Passive]
Innate Ice Resistance [Innate / +1 AR against Ice attacks]
Mana Attunement [Innate / Passive]
> One of Mana [Innate / Active]
Skills:
Cold Mist [Counter / +1 AL / +1 to Hit]
Natural Force [Innate Basic Magic: 2MP for 1HP]
[Intermediate] Innate Ice Magic
> Antarctic Wind [Basic: +1 AL / 1MP]
> Arctic Wind [Intermediate: +3 AL / 4MP]
> "Ice Pebble" [Basic: +1 AL / +2 to Hit / 1MP]
> Arctic Spear [Intermediate: +4 AL / +2 to Hit / 6MP]
> Snowstorm [Intermediate: 2MP base / +1MP per turn / Light Disadvantage]
Location:
-Iron Ridge
> Frozen Summits
>> Frost Trees Grove


Gathered Info
A few monsters were vying for supremacy to become the master of this frozen forest. They numbered four:
- The spirit of some warrior or adventurer risen from the grave, known for wielding ice magic and branding a blade made of ice.
- A golem of white metal said to have emerged recently from the ground. It is said to be unaffected by the elements, and use a strange power.
- The current master of the forest, a great clawed creature covered in pale white fur. The lesser nature spirits of the place still refer to it as the master.
- Another creature of fangs and claws said to be the master of another domain before it was dethroned or chased by some unknown power.

Locations Known
Iron Ridge,
>Frozen Summit
>>Frost Trees Grove
>>>Snowflower Fields (Safe from more dangerous foes?)
>>> Ice Node: Ice Tree atop the Hill (Colony of lesser ice sprites. Non-hostile.)

Will update action with fluff later.

Go explore the Frost Trees Grove further, keeping to the trees to stay out of sight and wind.

Exploration: [2] -Not great-

You set off to explore the Frost Trees Grove which you were not rather familiar with, bidding goodbye to the wispy sprites of the Ice Node. Weaving gracefully between the trees, you left not a single trace of your passage in the snow. The trees themselves were ever the same, pristine and unchanged, but something in the air seemed off. A heavy silence, where not a single spirit could be heard.

Further exploration led you to the scene of a very recent battle. A lifeless sprite colony and a badly mangled beast of white fur.

Investigation:
Bonus: Mana Attunement (+2)
[Medium 10]: [1]+2=12 -Epic Failure-

To try to understand what happened here, you studied the remains. Unfortunately not much could be gained from it, and even worse, you failed to notice something sneaking up on you. You heard a soft crunch in the snow, and turned quickly: right behind you stood a humanoid skeleton made of ice, its gaze filled with malevolence. It was wearing a cloak of faint fog, making it hard to see at times.

You quickly realised these remains were left there to set up an ambush. The skeleton beckoned to you with a chilly voice.
"Surrender yourself to me, little one. Your death will be quick and painless."

Nearby Monsters:
Frost-Risen Ambusher
[HP? MP? STR? CON? POW? RES? INT? IND?]
[A humanoid skeleton made of ice with a gaze filled with malevolence. It wears a cloak of faint fog, making it hard to see at times.]

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Well, I want to kill the big creatures, not the small creatures, and these trees are everywhere so they're clearly beating up the slimes.

But the slimes are all different colours, so they're probably are big special slimes too!

..It's too complicated.  Lets just focus on the now.

Attack the wounded tree, taking advantage of it's miss, with my newly-regrown claws.

Well then. You are not stopping until either of you drop dead!

Difficult Environment Luck: [2] -Failure-
You have not managed to find a way to properly navigate in this maze of green, your movements are still hindered when it comes to attacking.

Round 1:
[Squack: Diamond Claws (First Strike)]
Attack Roll: 8=[7]+1
Defender Roll: 16=[16]
[Failed Attack]

[Tentacle Tree: Vine Volley]
Attack Roll: 15=[13]+2
Defender Roll: 9=[6]+3
[Successful Attack]
Damage (1d8): [2]

Squack HP: 15/17
Tree HP: ? [-8HP]

Round 2:
[Squack: Diamond Claws (First Strike)]
Attack Roll: 4=[5]-1
Defender Roll: 15=[15]
[Failed Attack]

[Tentacle Tree: Vine Volley]
Attack Roll: 16=[14]+2
Defender Roll: 10=[7]+3
[Successful Attack]
Damage (1d8): [3]

Squack HP: 12/17
Tree HP: ? [-8HP]

Round 3:
[Squack: Diamond Claws (First Strike)]
Attack Roll: 8=[9]-1
Defender Roll: 8=[8]
[Successful Attack]
Damage (1d8): [5]
Claws Integrity: [6] -Overshoot-
Your claws are extra sharp, but brittle. Additional +1AL on next attack, but they will break.
[Infighter STR vs CON]: [6] vs [3]
Infighter successfully applied. Medium Disadvantage (-2) applied.

[Tentacle Tree: Vine Volley]
Attack Roll: 14=[14]
Defender Roll: 13=[10]+3
[Successful Attack]
Damage (1d8): [3]

Squack HP: 9/17
Tree HP: ? [-13HP]

Slight Pain has subsided

You renewed your assault using your regrown claws, and in response the wounded tree seemed to redouble in its efforts to take you down. Barrages and barrages of lashing vines that you until then had managed to dodge were now hitting their mark and slowly whittling you down. This the tree's attack pattern change? It seemed harder to land clean hits too. After a third round where you carved a new wound in the tree, you decided to assess the situation and your current state.

Judging from the tree's reaction, it was panicking. But its vitality still seemed strong, you estimated you were halfway through taking it down.

Nearby monsters:
-At least two "Tentacle Trees"
> Tree #1 [-13HP]
[HP? MP? STR2 CON4 POW? RES? INT? IND?]
[Some dendritic creature that is, well, a huge and venerable tree with an arsenal of vicious vines at its disposal. Immobile but dangerous nonetheless, it seems to have some close relationship with the bark/vine spawns.]

-A dozen "bark spawns?" Vinelings
[HP? MP? STR? CON? POW? RES? INT? IND?]
[Creatures of bark and vines with a close relationship with the "tentacle trees". Innately adept at tridimensional movement in the dense and treacherous jungle.]

-A group of coloured slimes
[HP? MP? STR? CON? POW? RES? INT? IND?]
[Slimes, seemingly featureless bar their many individual colours.]

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If you don't mind taking another monster:

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Caar
Species: Large Raven
Appearance: An abnormally large raven. Her feathers are shiny and black. Her wings and beak are very big.
Attributes:
HP: 10/10
MP: 10/10
Essence: 0/2

STR -1 -Strength
CON -1 -Constitution

POW 1 -Power
RES 0 -Resistance

INT 1 -Intelligence
IND 0 -Individuality


Traits:
Raven Queen - Corvidae of all feathers naturally want to flock around Caar making it confusing for predators to attack Caar. When a constitution roll is required, add intelligence to that roll.
Flight - Caar is an agile flyer.

Skills:
Wolf Bird - Again, wolves and ravens help each other in a special way. However, instead of mundanely summoning wolves by squawking, she summons wolves magically.
Peck - A basic attack with a beak

Flavor: [2] -Not Great-

You were very recently forced to leave the forest you made your home in, along with many other beasts and dwellers of the woods. What led to this exodus? A monster-hunting expedition led by the neighbouring human kingdom of Fordania. You are not yet out of danger, the hunters could arrive anytime now.

You don't know much about the world outside the Trisma Forest, where you have lived all your life. There is a human kingdom to the East, and another to the West. They say further North the forests and green plains will disappear for a vast expanse of copper sand. To the South, migratory birds talked of a distant sea.

What will you do now?

Sophia, is this... No, I trust you. Thanks for the data.

I trust the system.
A conundrum, though. This creature seems opposed to attachments. I will need to leverage the present conflict toward entanglement?
The... conflict I enflamed.
...It is proving useful. All for the best.

He respects David Arwell. Would that meeting go well? David is far too... altruistic. Right? Data sheet indicates they're on good terms, but maybe those days are bygone.
Wilfred S? I don't know him. I should explore the possibilities.
Requesting data sheet for Wilfred S.

(I updated the previous post with partial sheets of the squadmates.)

Heya Beep Boop! Sophia here!

I received a query from your ID, or was that my imagination? If I may be of assistance, do not hesitate to call for me!

Take care!