[Mission] [TWFNE] Week 197: Appearance In Dawn

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Mystydjinn

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"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit."

BOOM

"Why did I come here?"

Gwendolyn dove away from the approaching piece of rubble with a strangled scream on her lips, leaving Diamantus alone. Now separated from the rest of the group, she was taking some time to re-evaluate her life choices in verbal fashion while she assessed the situation.

"Marilyn said don't leave, Moonoa said don't leave, Sis said stay home, that big ass blue guy said go home. But did I listen?" The girl reached into her jacket pocket and yanked a string of wishbones on a chain glittering with auritium free. "Nooo, of course not."

"I wanted adventure, I wanted to see Sis. I mean, couldn't just stay home forever-" Gwen curled her arm to her shoulder, wishbones clacking as they went, then snapped her arm forward. "I had just to see the world didn't I?"

On "I," a pair of thick glowing ropes burst out of the ground from beneath the golem, racing towards its mace wielding arms like angry snakes.

WC & notes [174/986]
Gwendolyn used Halt on Angry Golem.
Base power 1 + Aurit catalyst = 4 magnitude, two ropes (I think?)
Equipped Items:
Aruit composite bow
Bigat Pistol
Aruit Catalyst (Serpens)
The Recludo [D]

As of week 186
Vigor: 2,500
Esteem: Unknown
I Featherfall

Skills:
Perspicax Novice- 250
Pistolii Novice- 250
Serpens Novice- 250
Cantatus Adept - 1500
Occultus Novice - 250

Feat Slots:
1 Personal
Learned Feats: How's your head? (?)
Equipped Feats: How's your head? (?)

TR Inventory:
Pulveris: 24
Dahli: 0014
Bigat: 0003
Aruit: 0007
 
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swaswj

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World spinning, wind coiling and rushing around to find seams in her clothes and armor. It was familiar, it was terrifying. Not flying, falling, falling fast, nothing to hold her up. For just a moment, Keydis remembered the sight of Promoveo, smashed by another airship infested by a vistra; she remembered the sight of Promoveo encrusted in ice, forgotten in the crevice of a mountain; she remembered the sight of Promoveo ripping apart around her as she fought for her life, thousands of feet in the air; she remembered falling.

She remembered being in a cloud.

In the next moment, Keydis was right in front of the guardian again, shouting wordlessly as her sword slashed furiously at one of the smaller arms, aiming to cleave it off past the elbow. Her left arm pulled back, rough metal glinting: her arm band was shredded and a monstrous blade, deep violet in color, wickedly barbed and serrated, protruded from her forearm. “Keep your eyes or whatever the fuck on me!” Keydis thrust viciously into the guardian’s groin.


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Throwing Keydis triggered a bit of her past trauma. She created a blade with her magnum, used the grappling ability (1% to extend and 1% to retract) to get back to the guardian, and attacked twice, while triggering the laicar racial “Glory”

Uncus, Magnum (creates arm blade)
Jaculum, Magnum (extend/retract arm blade 45m) - 300 x2 = 600 Vigor
Glory, Laicar (enemies within 20m focus attention on user for one round) - 1500 Vigor
Ambidexterity, Trained Feat (reduces penalties for dual-wielding from -1/-2 to 0/-1)

4350/30000 Vigor spent

Attempted 1 hit at 6 mag (groin), 1 hit at 5 mag (arm)
 
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One minute, Keydis was flying backwards right at Aeria, the next she was suddenly being yanked forward violently. The spurii stared dumbfounded at what was going on, but recovered quickly as she watched the aggressive young woman pushing forward with her attack. There was no time to lose in getting to her side to give her whatever help she could give. She was on the other side of the creature from Keydis, taking her lead from the swordswoman, as she swung the halberd in deadly arcs that aimed to shear off another of the smaller arms.

Diamantus, meanwhile, had flung herself clear of the gigantic block of stone only by an aggressive leap back driven by her powerful muscled legs, evolved to propel her through the water. She landed hard enough to leave dents in the ground and had her guns up and level again within seconds. It was time, she mused, to pull out one of her favourite tricks.

The guns she held were aimed, one at the centre of the thing's chest and one at its left arm. The trick was that she could also rapidly fire at the right arm, in effect hitting three targets at once. She squeezed the triggers simultaneously to send two bullets to their targets before rapidly flicking her right arm to aim and shoot again almost immediately afterwards. She wanted to see what the big bastard would make of that.



Quick Draw: A quality practitioner of the Way of Pistolii could stare down as many as ten times their number and walk away intact. Each bullet has its place, and each target has one with their name on it.

This ability costs 3000 Vigor. Duelist fires at three separate targets simultaneously; the magnitude of the shots fired is reduced by one tier. Three rounds must pass before this ability may be used again. Requires a handgun.




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Bat Cthulhu

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If the creature was taken aback by the sudden protrusions on Keydis’ arms, it made no notice of it. It simply turned its body to combat the flying warrior. It raised its mighty mace to swat her out of the sky.

However, as it started its arc down, ghostlike ropes or energy sprang up from the ground, coiling around mace and limb like an angry snake. They pulled the heavy weapon down and to the side. It crashed to the ground, spewing Keydis in a shower of annoying but ultimately harmless rocks.

Keydis and Aeria’s attacks, synchronized more by happenstance than by coordination, struck heatless blue fire right before they could store a mark on the guardians armor. The fire glowed dimly, much less oppressive than it had been. They did not stop, however, pushing off the fiery shield into another attack.

Between their first and second attacks, however, two small puffs of flame popped up, bullets flying through the air to ignite harmlessly against their foe. The third bullet, less than a fraction of a second behind its counterparts, pinged home, rocking the creature back as a small hole was put into its right arm.

Aeria’s second attack struck through and clear, severing the smaller arm at the wrist. Meanwhile, Keydis’ blade gouged a long narrow crevice through its groin. Armor was rent and torn at their attack, the sound almost deafening in comparison to their foe’s silence.

Again there was no cry of pain, no noise. There was, however, a response. Stars peaked through the new holes in the guardian, standing out against the black “night” that dwelled within. The stars seemed to almost move. No, not almost. They were moving. Faster and faster, swirling through as if caught in a black tornado.

Then, with only a slight bulging blackness as warning, black, star-spangled tendrils burst from the new wounds, flailing around violently and wildly at the closest creatures to them. One small tentacle, with no mortal target, reached from the bullet hole in the guardians arm and grabbed the spectral rope that held its weapon down. It ripped upwards, tearing the rope out of the ground before flinging it to the side. The others, solid masses of squirming, lash-like whips, cracked at Keydis and Aeria, attempting to smite them to the Earth.

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Mystydjinn

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An excited "WOO!" Shot from Gwen's lips as the guardian's mace crashed into the ground, followed by another, and a "Yeah! Git 'em!" As the three women's combined efforts raked across the creature's form.

This exuberance banished her fear as quickly as it had set in, and she sprung to her feet: eyes bright and daring, fueled by the trio's mild triumph like an overexcited battery.

At least until the monster started weaponizing its innards.

A sick squelch came from the creature's "wounds" as the tendrils slithered their way out of its body to strike at the two women, and all of Gwendolyn's exuberance and daring dissolved into disgust at the sight.

In her excitement the girl had drawn and notched an arrow in her bow, but the disturbing creature in front of her was making it too difficult to focus on her aim. Instead, she began to take note of the heavy pressure of the visae on the battlefield.

She recalled the spell she'd cast moments ago and noted how easy it had been to conjure and how quickly the ropes had sprung from the ground. It's like somebody spiked this particular part of mortalis with magic vodka or something, it's flowing too easily here... The girl paused for a moment and looked at the spire that their not-so-friendly giant was guarding, then at the not-so-friendly giant, and the shambling host of monsters around them.

Gwen pursed her lips in thought. This power didn't show up until that tower did, and the monsters didn't show until the tower showed too... She began inching towards the guardian trying to spike Keydis and Aeria to Araevis. All this is to protect that tower isn't it? She decided, and the bones of an idea began to click inside of her head.

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If there had been any chance for Aeria to reason, she would have begun to wonder why this thing was full of the stuff of stars and why it was that it seemed to actually welcome damage rather than shying away from it, but she had no time for any such musings as the giant tendril of....whatever that was...came for her with blurring speed. Using her halberd's haft for extra leverage, she pushed off with her legs and used it to throw herself backwards, away from the attack.

Despite being made of something seemingly incorporeal, the hard chips of rock that cut her face and the staggering impact of the blow made it clear that it was quite real. It was evident that more physical attacks weren't going to do any damage.

Aeria thought about how it was that they might get around this guardian, in order to get to the tower, since the tower was clearly the main target that they ought to seek. However, by the time she'd started thinking, Diamantus had already acted. The muscled velen broke into a run, firing shots that zinged past the guardian, but drew its attention, as she sought to move it towards her.

The spurii needed no prompting. Aeria began to run, moving to the opposite side of the guardian as Diamantus attempted to draw it away.

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swaswj

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The snapping rope of night sky lashed in high across Keydis’ shoulder, lifting her and throwing her backward. Thankfully, her armor blunted some of the force, but even as it was, she was feeling it like a heated line across her chest. She forced that pain to the back of her mind, to worry about later.

Her eyes were locked onto the guardian’s imposing mace.

The axe she had dropped was nearby. Keydis slammed Promoveo’s tip into the dirt and snagged the heavy anvil-axe. While it wasn’t truly meant for open combat, the axe was designed to be heavy and strong to allow her to hammer on the back of its head, for repairs and rough forging.

That mace was all metal, with a nasty spiked ball at the end of a long, two-handed shaft. It wasn’t a single solid piece, though, because the cracks and chips in the pommel had not carried down into the metal haft.

Before the guardian could swing again, Keydis rushed forward and chopped her wrist blade down onto the mace’s handle, throwing up sparks as the violet metal ground its way down to the pommel, catching there. The axe lifted overhead and slammed down, chopping into the back of the wrist blade.

With a chime like a bell, Keydis’ arm blade snapped and the guardian’s pommel shattered.

Blood splattered the ground, also. No natural metal, the broken arm blade was bleeding over the rest of her actual arm. Keydis grinned fiercely as she retreated back toward her sword, knuckles white on the handle of her axe.


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Using one of the techs from Keydis’ style feat: Materia Natura. Short version, she’s working on breaking that mace, so it’s much weaker. Breaking her arm blade wasn’t really necessary for that, but there is a reason for it.




5350/30000 Vigor spent

Damaged guardian’s weapon by -2 until repaired.
 

Bat Cthulhu

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Night slithered back into the guardian, stars receding to hide behind rusted metal. The old wounds that had been made still shown, however, dripping dust as frame to a calm night sky.

A small smattering of blue fire flickered as Keydis’ attack bore down on the weapon. However, the meager energies left within the fire were no match against the blacksmith. It sputtered once, then died out. Shards exploded, tearing the pommel and a good chunk of the mace’s shaft off from the weapon. The giant in front of her used what remained of the weapon in one giant hand, smashing straight down with it.

As it did this, it’s minor arms moved again, the one still with its hand sliding over its body and down to grab chunks of rubble from the ground, lobbing them haphazardly at the three flankers. The mutilated one tried to mimic it, but with no hand with which to grab the rocks, it was instead forced to act as an awkward sideswiping club, flowing down to the guardian’s feet to try and sideswipe Keydis.

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