Turn 265
Blink to Redrum and go for his throat.
STR [2+1=4]
DEX [2]
END [3+1=4]
DEX [2]
Cuberac cut through space and crossed the distance to enraged Redrum in but a moment. The surprise of Redrum was enough to counteract distance between the two being slightly greater than Cuberac intended and the dagger bit into flesh, leaving a bloody line across Redrum's throat. Blood began to spill freely, but it was not deep enough to destroy Redrum's ability to breathe, not enough to instantly kill him. Not having much of a plan after the first strike, Cuberac paused to swear and the pause was enough for the Hydra to grab him between its teeth. The teeth warped and burned and froze and melted against Cuberac's cloak, but the undead creature cared not, keeping the wizard solidly pinned.
My omnicube has the enchantment that it requires a VS luck roll to damage or destroy. As far as I know this extends to attacks from gods. The portal has a chance of staying open even after this area is blasted out of existence.
"Now or never, get through the portal! I don't want to leave anyone behind!"
Shout the fireball out of the way and run through the portal. Help anyone who doesn't seem like they can move quickly on their own.
As a last resort if it doesn't seem like I'll make it then summon a jetpack (essences +lesser blood) and rocket through.
Book it to the portal. Screw it, do or die time. Be ready to stab any and everything or one.
((DG, I must ask now, does the destruction of this world count as an attack by the gods. It is extremely important because if so, any god who did so would risk oblivion by my armor))
It does, but for the armor to work you'd need to be hit which would instantly oblivion you. Also, the attack would grievously injure the attacking god, but wouldn't kil it.
I have a message to the one destroying this world. Cease and Desist or You Shall Be Eliminated. Right now We have what amounts to a World Class Dakka-Cannon Aimed at You. If you know anything, you should know that these things have incredible homing abilities and even the base model has the ability to critically injure major deities. And the thing is, even if you aren't destroyed by that then you will be weakened enough that another Deity will pick you off.
I would further request to talk to you in person to further negotiate
I go through the portal.
((Don't forget my +1 ring of luck for everything really))
The time to run was now. Either to the portal or away from here, and portal was much closer. The mages rushed towards the portal, pausing for but a moment as a figure emerged from the flames. It was a man wearing a suit and white pants. On seemingly infinitely punchable face rested a red hairdo. Then the spell that allowed all mages on the island participate in the conference activated, but instead of a wizard there was an image of the same man that had emerged from the fireball. Then he began singing in a voice slightly deeper than the face suggested.
"Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you"
The song continued but Gambler snapped out of shock and rushed to the portal, stiletto in hand. The fireball and the figure disappeared, but the song and the spell of communication remained. Sharrin rushed through second and then James and Grundar carried Skeliborn through, who was still trying to boil violently. They emerged in a grasland blisfully free of any foreboding feeling, next to a ddirt road leading to somewhere. Seva was also there, surounded by a fresh lock of tiny birds. Some of them were resting on his larger birds. Sharrin and Gambler were also there.
"Nice to see you James. I was worried the portal had tossed me fifty miles away from the entrance, but it seems that it just isn't two ways for some reason. Which is why I didn't go back to say that it's all clear on this side."And with that the portal was left alone in the grassland.
Moments later, another mage appeared right next to the elephant that was currently dancing to the song. Ilium the illusionist was having the time of his life and he had one more trick to play yet. He pulled out a book that was shaped like a bottle, or perhaps a bottle shaped like a book, uncorked the bottle and opened the book. There was an explosion of wine, an endless deluge that washed over the land and pooled in lake sized puddles. Then the wine began rising up into alcohol elementals, each lasting just for a moment before falling back into inert wine. The pools rippled, and something, or perhaps someone, floated up to the surface. Then the light fell and Ilium saw no more.
Ilium woke up to the sound of laughter. Two disheveled looking clowns were having trouble staying upright as both were shaking with laughter. Still, they managed to get ahold of themselves soon enough.
"Welcome to the realm of Manipulator, Illusionist" said one. "
The plane of humor in the realm to be more precise. I'm Muni and he's Buni, we're lesser angels" the other elaborated.
"Lesser angels of lower humor!" This seemed to crack the two up again. After laughter subsided, Muni began speaking again.
"Don't worry, you attracted attention of someone higher up the ladder, we're just messengers. But before we go, I think you'll want to see this." Buni had from somewhere procured a bright orange bucket filled with water which he nearly shoved in Ilium's face. As ripples subsided, reflection of Ilium's face on the surface was replaced by a reflection of the place he had just left. There was an extremely sick and disheveled looking man, floating half naked in the wine, seemingly trying his hardest to stay asleep. Then the light crashed, washing away the wine and the land underneath and even the Portal to a safe plane. The man remained, his sunken eyes now opened and visibly bloodshot.
"That's the Oh God of Hangovers right there" Buni helpfully supplied.
"He hates existing, so he had Dionysius seal him in a bottle of endless wine. Can't be hungover while drunk or something like that. It worked out, but now..." Buni smiled viciously.
"He's awake, he's out of booze and someone is causing a god damned racket!" Muni shouted, throwing his hands up in the air. In the vision, the Oh God had procured a lead pipe from somewhere and was steadily rising upwards. The vision suddenly ended as Buni tipped the bucket over, drenching Ilium with cold water.
"Not really sorry, the lesser angels of low humor was not entirely a joke. But let's go see who wants you so bad to send us out."
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