Turn 68
"No! Dammit! Rest in piece Etszu."
Why must all of James's friends commit suicide?
"You two back off. These shards are mine. Grundar, stop holding back if they attack."
Get the 10 shards. Then immediately use all 12 for a permanent +1 CMP bonus.
Morph the weapon into crossbow-mode. I remember how to do it, shouldn't need to roll.
Anyone who attacks me or tries to steal the shards gets shot in the face with my crossbow, then their lungs and heart sealed with scar tissue, then crushed by my troll.
James wached as two other mages retreated away from his forest, unwiling to risk his wrath. When they moved out of sight, he retrieved soul shards from Estzus corpse, combined them with two he had before and whispered an enchantment that liquidised them in his palms. He drank the liquid shards and knowledge of those before coursed through him. There were uncountable diferences betwen heir work and his, but there were simmilarities too. After surge of memories passed, the knowledge was gone, but several secrets of essense of magic were revealed. Noticing that James was now not bussy and no immediete threat was present, Grundar took the oportunity to hand over five shards he had found in the lake.
"Let's get out of this crowded place."
Get out of the cave while creating two force essences at the same time.
Out of the cave. Two more essences.
CMP [3+1=4]
POT [2+1=3]
CMP [1]
POT [4]CMP [4+1=5]
POT [3+1=4]
CMP [4]
POT [6]LUCK [4]
STR [4+1=5]Walking out of the cave was seemingle neither complicated nor dificult, but one can't apply same standarts for men and house sized reptiles. It took almost ten minutes for the dragon to squeze and wrigle itslef out. Hard scales grated against ancient stone, smoothing them to almost visible sheen.
"Well that is an experience I do not want to repeat. I belong to the skies, not underground like some worm. The air is also somewhat too warm for my liking. Hmf. Let's see if rest of my new domain is just as dissapointing."Damn magic, always failing when needed most... Let's go all physical and SNAP HIS NECK!
PUMP AoshimaMichio's HEART WITH HEAVILY MUTAGIOUS(think what happens with tzeench's 'blessings' to devout followers, on the scale of a heart, and only attempting to do what my character can do with psyker power) WARP ENERGIES, NOT THROUGH THE BLOOD STREAM THOUGH
SPD
[6] vs
[3]STR [3]DEX [2]
END [3]
CMP [4-1=3]
POT [1+2=3]As it turns out, snaping necks is a fair bit harder than the assassins make it look like. Though to be fair, they do work out for those sweet abs, and they usualy don't try this on chaos sorcerors. Between Ishins weak atempt and Romanticarnus tough physicue, it was dubious that sorrceror even realy felt anything. But retaliation strike also fell short, as Tzeenech is all but unpredictable, and seemingly amused by the strugle of two spellcasters caused spell to fizzle out.
Go to the water and extinguish whatever flames I have on me. Leave before a naga decides to hurt me and bandage myself up. Move to the plains.
"I was never good at math....let me think for a moment....ok. It's a deal."
buy bow.
Glare at speed mage. "we finish this out side of james's domain. Our conflict vexes him."
"James, if you wish to hold a serivce for the fleshwarper I could help burry him or something,...though we need to gather the pieces"
after buying the bow help James if he wants, if not go out of the forest with the speed mage, if said Mage attacks before we are out of the forest. shove a ball of fire down his throat while laughing maniacally
SPD [(2)/2+1=2]SPD [(3+1)/2+1=3]After buying Bow of transference from James, Blaze followed after Azenfar. They moved slowly, neither trusting another not to stab them in the back if they moved ahead. They walked almost to the other side of shipwreck lake before their nerves could no loger take the strain and duo turned to eachother and took two steps back. Standoff waiting to be broken by action.
"So, that's how it is, huh?"
Craft four essences while observing my other self.
CMP [3+1=4]
POT [6+1=7]
CMP [4]
POT [6]
CMP [4+1-2=3]
POT [5+1-2=4
CMP [2+1-3=0]
LUCK [10] {Power}
LUCK [10] {Area}
LUCK [3] {Temperature}For the first time since he had forged his staff Kahel tasted failure. He had overextended. He tried to do too much at once. Essense he atempted to create exploded with unparaleld power, chiling air and land for great lenght around him.
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