In the streets of Emlocke...
Tom pulls one of the boards from a wall and then attempts to drive a nail through it. Oh, if only he had more than just steel fingers!
[Strength roll: 1+1]
Hey, turns out it's a lot harder to just plain stab a nail through a board than it might look! How unfortunate. Well, maybe he could dual-wield the board and nail in glorious combat instead!
In a populated basement...
As Mark lies on the ground, he realizes that perhaps it is not strictly necessary for him to be grappled by a snake. He tries to get free again!
[Grapple: Mark vs. Snake: 6+2 vs. 3+1]
He slips out of the snake's grasp, then grabs it and straightens it out in his hands, making sure to keep a firm grip on its head. The snake, knowing its better, decides to not resist. Mark stands up straight and pays the utmost attention to the mages.
"He doesn't look like much, to be honest."
"He does not have a weapon, either."
"Let's fix that, eh?"
She begins to cast another spell. Aw, hell no!
[Mark interruption roll: 1]
Mark attempts to grab his other skull shoulder plate, but it chooses to bite off half of his fingers rather than cooperate! The traitorous bit of unworthy bones seems mighty pleased with itself, sitting smugly on his shoulder and grinning widely. Though that might just be because it's a skull.
[Erin magic roll: 1]
Mark's other leg suddenly turns into a runaway cat unconnected to his skeleton, causing the skeleton to tumble to the ground legless. Damn it all, stupid mages!
"Heh heh, whoops."
"Be careful, Erin. He is running out of limbs."
[Erin intelligence roll: ?]
"Ooh, I know! I'll try turning him into liquid first, then make something useful out of him!"
She seems to be getting ready for a new spell. Uh...
In a well-secured house...
Darren ghosts on down to the basement and finds the owner contemplating an odd series of glass containers with swirling colors in them. Pretty!
"Excuse me, is there anything we can block off some of your doors with? Sometimes the crowds we draw can get a bit rowdy."
The owner, startled by Darren's appearance, quickly turns to him with a slightly fearful look. In a second, his look changes to one of calm acceptance.
"You can use some of the wardrobes, I guess. Oh, and I'll lock the door. After all, you seemed to have unlocked it."
He gets up and starts to walk upstairs.
"You'll have to move the wardrobes yourself, though. And don't scratch the floor, I had it recently polished!"
In undefined space...
Timothy, realizing the need for action, not words, chooses to just nod to signify his readiness! The hippo nods in return.
"Right, then. There are five steps that are needed to perform reasonably transitions through undefined space. All of them are incredibly important, so make sure you listen and listen well. Incidentally, that's also the first step - listen. Clear your thoughts and listen to the space around you. Hear its needs, listen to its whims. Undefined space is undisciplined unlike its defined counterpart, it has its whims, phases and fancies that you need to hear and cater to before they obey. Now, the next step is to repeat your request and listen again. Make note of any changes. Step three is a repeat of step two. I cannot stress enough how important it is to listen three times. Undefined space is strange that way. Step four - whatever unclear whims you have ascertained from the whispers of the area, you perform them with the utmost diligence and commitment. After you have done that and satisfied the majority of the voices, you state your own request, at which point the voices should help you if you've correctly interpreted what they said. A good way to know if you've incorrectly heard what they've said is if you hear something an average human being would say. They would probably never say that. And... well, that's pretty much most of the core principles of undefined space travel."
The hippo sort of shrugs. It seems to have said its piece.
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