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The Avalon Chronicles

Game Master lynora

This is a high level rules light game set in a school for magical kids, kinda a mash-up of Soul Eater, Harry Potter, and X-Men. :)


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Adon Derro wrote:
Sadie Jhiwoon wrote:
"Adon, what I told you before, when we were walking here. I still believe that. I can only imagine how terrified you must feel right now, but I still believe that you are a good person and that you can find a way to bring some good out of this. And whatever happens, you're my friend and I'm not going to abandon you, okay? You don't have to face this by yourself," Sadie said, squeezing his shoulder.

adon starts to relax, a bit.

"It seems so odd that something like this is aware at all. And I suppose you're right. It's not like... Wait. Wait a second. You think of me as a friend?"
adon looks at Sadie, curious. There's a soft flicker in his eyes, an occasional twitch of static in them.

"Of course you're my friend. How do you not already know this?" she asked with an exasperated smile. "You must have had an even lonelier childhood than I realized. We hang out together frequently, share common interests, help each other with our problems, and generally enjoy each other's company. This is what friendship looks like, Adon. You're probably the closest friend I have right now, if I'm being honest. And I don't just mean physical proximity, in case you decide to turn literal on me. I mean like you're my best friend."


"Ace" wrote:
Can we do a slight retcon and say that Ace re-established the collective once he caught up with the others?

I'm going to give you credit for the intelligence check to know that this would be a Spectacularly Bad Idea that could weaken the mental protections against the guy you know to be a high level telepath specializing in controlling the minds of others.


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Al'rqyq mn Al'kwabys wrote:
Asha Soleil wrote:


Asha rested her chin on her hand and examined his expression carefully. "I think these are very different emotions," she said. "I'm the one who exiled myself...and it wasn't an easy escape. I'm happy to be rid of my family. Well, except for my brother, but he's even less in their good graces than I ever was. He's a student here too. So I ended up with more family by leaving than I ever would have had if I stayed. You look sad about leaving your family. At least I assume that is what the extra eye moisture means? They were sorry to see you go and you were sorry to go. That's what you said, right? I'm sorry if I'm getting it wrong. I don't always know how to act around people, and it's hard when there are so many different sets of social rules to learn."
"It wasn't their choice...a long time ago, my tribe aligned itself with a dark spirit to save them and lead them to better hunting lands. They embraced his guidance for a long time, then he disappeared, or they quit venerating him. He used to claim one of our people as his 'prophet', and it was a good thing. Well, after a few hundred years without a word from him or no one being chosen, they began to realize he wasn't a good fit for our people, and they returned to giving thanks to nature for what it provided. Then one day, I was chosen. The darkness that came with it frightened the elders, and I was exiled for the good of the tribe. My family went along with it, seeing wisdom in the decision, but didn't like it. My people are very family oriented. I have siblings I haven't seen in years..."

"That sounds really hard. I'd be devastated if I was sent away from my brother again. I'm really sorry. I guess that's why you're here? To get help with this dark spirit thing so you can go home?"


Image Cleric (Divine Gunslinger) 16/ Vigilante (Blitz) 16

It takes a good long while and several challenging obstacle course type runs over the waves before she finally had to land, choosing a rocky promontory that jutted out over the shoreline as the closest thing. She collapsed against the rock, her wings drooping on the ground beside her, out of breath.

::I am so ridiculously out of shape,:: she said, equal parts embarrassed and annoyed. Her body had come back exactly as it had been before she'd died, and she had spent a few too many hours in the library and too few hours getting any real exercise. Dodging rocks in PE had pretty much been it. Once she passed the one hour mark, everything just quit on her.


Both Doppelganger Factotum 16/Taskshaper 6/Chameleon 10(Gestalt)

Seeing Repp in the process of gleefully stabbing another victim, Ace blurs into his real form, and unleashes a pair of spells designed to incapacitate the vile Gnome.

Spending 2 Moments of Inspiration(free action) to activate Cunning Breach, allowing me to bypass Repp's SR/DR for one round, then casting Dimensional Anchor to prevent him from teleporting or otherwise fleeing the scene via magic. There's no save, only SR. 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (16) + 19 = 35 ranged touch.

Spending another 3 MoI to use Cunning Surge for an extra standard action to also cast Hold Monster DC 31


Male Maftet 16 Stalker (umbral blade)/Dread
Asha Soleil wrote:


"That sounds really hard. I'd be devastated if I was sent away from my brother again. I'm really sorry. I guess that's why you're here? To get help with this dark spirit thing so you can go home?"

"It was...and is sometimes..."

"Yes, well, no. I came here because it was a way for me to be around others, and have a somewhat solitary place to live. I used to live in the woods outside the school, but have since moved in and become a student.
Now I'm being mentored by a powerful psychic to help me get Kwabys under control."


Male Humanoid

SIM Room 3

Andromeda Sunwake wrote:


It takes a good long while and several challenging obstacle course type runs over the waves before she finally had to land, choosing a rocky promontory that jutted out over the shoreline as the closest thing. She collapsed against the rock, her wings drooping on the ground beside her, out of breath.

::I am so ridiculously out of shape,:: she said, equal parts embarrassed and annoyed. Her body had come back exactly as it had been before she'd died, and she had spent a few too many hours in the library and too few hours getting any real exercise. Dodging rocks in PE had pretty much been it. Once she passed the one hour mark, everything just quit on her.

"Well," says the voice of Tryko'Sam, as one of the nearby sandstone/granite rocks shifts to display his features as seamlessly as if it were his face melding out of the matter, "part of the joy of these impressive rooms-- the body does experience what you do in here, and that can be done fast or slow, depending on the settings. I'm pretty sure I'm getting addicted to this, it ... and this sounds pleasantly good all things considered, familiar to me. Like a ... good memory, a deep one." There's the barest hint of joy in the voice-- but the crashing surf in the distance, just the slightest disruption to the otherwise idillic scenery atop the promontory, over shadows the moment. "Want me to wrap this up? or there's a rather warm tide pool down below. Soothe the savage beast's muscles, so to speak. Or, could whip up a massage session, but I bet someone in the school can do better than the SIM, fo' shur."

The scenery continues around Andromeda, however, and it is rather soothing for an ocean perch after a good workout.


"Ace" wrote:

Seeing Repp in the process of gleefully stabbing another victim, Ace blurs into his real form, and unleashes a pair of spells designed to incapacitate the vile Gnome.

Spending 2 Moments of Inspiration(free action) to activate Cunning Breach, allowing me to bypass Repp's SR/DR for one round, then casting Dimensional Anchor to prevent him from teleporting or otherwise fleeing the scene via magic. There's no save, only SR. 1d20+19 ranged touch.

Spending another 3 MoI to use Cunning Surge for an extra standard action to also cast Hold Monster DC 31

1d20 + 21 ⇒ (13) + 21 = 34

Ace's spell fails to catch the homicidal gnome, and Repp stands, the bloody knife still in his hands as he removes his attention from the girl's corpse beneath him. Just then Keme and Michael arrive at the clearing and Repp smiles.

Will save for Keme, DC 29, or he will be dominated


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1d20 + 26 ⇒ (15) + 26 = 41

Whew. He could have made it even without that +8 from mind blank. :)


male human gestalt fighter 15/duelist 9, rouge 5, monk 1
Sadie Jhiwoon wrote:
Adon Derro wrote:
Sadie Jhiwoon wrote:
"Adon, what I told you before, when we were walking here. I still believe that. I can only imagine how terrified you must feel right now, but I still believe that you are a good person and that you can find a way to bring some good out of this. And whatever happens, you're my friend and I'm not going to abandon you, okay? You don't have to face this by yourself," Sadie said, squeezing his shoulder.

adon starts to relax, a bit.

"It seems so odd that something like this is aware at all. And I suppose you're right. It's not like... Wait. Wait a second. You think of me as a friend?"
adon looks at Sadie, curious. There's a soft flicker in his eyes, an occasional twitch of static in them.
"Of course you're my friend. How do you not already know this?" she asked with an exasperated smile. "You must have had an even lonelier childhood than I realized. We hang out together frequently, share common interests, help each other with our problems, and generally enjoy each other's company. This is what friendship looks like, Adon. You're probably the closest friend I have right now, if I'm being honest. And I don't just mean physical proximity, in case you decide to turn literal on me. I mean like you're my best friend."

adon looks away, for a moment.

"I lived with my family. Mom and dad."
he sighs, closing his eyes.
"No-one else. Mom and dad were both dedicated mages. They... Tried to support me in my endeavors. But... The closest thing I could get to sparring was basically "dodge the fireball." Mom and dad never seemed to want another child, and we're always a little distant. I guess I know why, now."
adon opens his eyes again, looking back to Sadie. Or at least, where his eyes are supposed to be. There's a mess of static there, instead, and he doesn't even seem to notice.
"Sorry I made you spell that out. I guess I just figured... I donno. Anyway, thanks. I'll... Try and keep myself under control."


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Adon Derro wrote:


adon looks away, for a moment.
"I lived with my family. Mom and dad."
he sighs, closing his eyes.
"No-one else. Mom and dad were both dedicated mages. They... Tried to support me in my endeavors. But... The closest thing I could get to sparring was basically "dodge the fireball." Mom and dad never seemed to want another child, and we're always a little distant. I guess I know why, now."
adon opens his eyes again, looking back to Sadie. Or at least, where his eyes are supposed to be. There's a mess of static there, instead, and he doesn't even seem to notice.
"Sorry I made you spell that out. I guess I just figured... I donno. Anyway, thanks. I'll....Try and keep myself under control."

"Well, I guess that explains the social awkwardness then," she said. The static eyes were freaking her out a little, but she knew too well how it felt to have people flinch away just because you were different. So she didn't. She was sure she'd get used to it soon enough anyways. As weirdness went, this wasn't really so bad. "I'm sure you've got this, Adon. Just remember you're not all on your own anymore. It's okay to ask for help," she added with an encouraging smile.


constants:
detect magic, analyze dewomer on anything dubbed significant.
male Icy Catfolk image 16 warlock/rogue image2
Pyry Soleil wrote:
Pyry grumbles as he poofs into the infirmary for yet another incident involving getting burned. It was one of the rare times he'd been in the gym this time, the result of a impromptu duel with an older -and rather elitist- firebird. He'd handled himself well enough, but... well, it was different fighting than it was chasing off giant mountain fire bugs.

After catching a couple fish and slipping some stuff out of the kitchen to his room, Tybs brushes his left hand gently along the wall with a couple nicely painted wooden boxes under his right arm.

He glances upwards when the arrows blink upon reaching a door, and he sighs when it reads "infirmary."

After a quick check with the receptionist, the window to the cold room gets a tap. When the ice bird looks up, he sees the familiar face of his catbro, giving a wave and holding some boxes up.


Both Doppelganger Factotum 16/Taskshaper 6/Chameleon 10(Gestalt)

How do you want to handle things from here Lyn? Actual initiative? Post when we can? I don't want to dominate the scene.


male human gestalt fighter 15/duelist 9, rouge 5, monk 1
Sadie Jhiwoon wrote:
Adon Derro wrote:


adon looks away, for a moment.
"I lived with my family. Mom and dad."
he sighs, closing his eyes.
"No-one else. Mom and dad were both dedicated mages. They... Tried to support me in my endeavors. But... The closest thing I could get to sparring was basically "dodge the fireball." Mom and dad never seemed to want another child, and we're always a little distant. I guess I know why, now."
adon opens his eyes again, looking back to Sadie. Or at least, where his eyes are supposed to be. There's a mess of static there, instead, and he doesn't even seem to notice.
"Sorry I made you spell that out. I guess I just figured... I donno. Anyway, thanks. I'll....Try and keep myself under control."
"Well, I guess that explains the social awkwardness then," she said. The static eyes were freaking her out a little, but she knew too well how it felt to have people flinch away just because you were different. So she didn't. She was sure she'd get used to it soon enough anyways. As weirdness went, this wasn't really so bad. "I'm sure you've got this, Adon. Just remember you're not all on your own anymore. It's okay to ask for help," she added with an encouraging smile.

adon looks at his hands, his fingers twitching softly.

"My hands feel wrong, my back feels like something is squirming inside and somehow I don't think that's quite the end of it. I need to know how to... Progress. But I don't know where to start. But, in better news, I'm not tierd, anymore."


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"Ace" wrote:
How do you want to handle things from here Lyn? Actual initiative? Post when we can? I don't want to dominate the scene.

I'm gonna post the rest of Keme's action, and then I'm gonna give it some time for Michael and Alys to post. If they haven't posted by tomorrow, then go ahead with a second action.

Keme glared at Repp. "No way," he growled.

He waved a hand and the area around the clearing is suddenly just a little bit different than it had been before. Casts hallucinatory terrain.

"No running away. You're done."


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Adon Derro wrote:
Sadie Jhiwoon wrote:
Adon Derro wrote:


adon looks away, for a moment.
"I lived with my family. Mom and dad."
he sighs, closing his eyes.
"No-one else. Mom and dad were both dedicated mages. They... Tried to support me in my endeavors. But... The closest thing I could get to sparring was basically "dodge the fireball." Mom and dad never seemed to want another child, and we're always a little distant. I guess I know why, now."
adon opens his eyes again, looking back to Sadie. Or at least, where his eyes are supposed to be. There's a mess of static there, instead, and he doesn't even seem to notice.
"Sorry I made you spell that out. I guess I just figured... I donno. Anyway, thanks. I'll....Try and keep myself under control."
"Well, I guess that explains the social awkwardness then," she said. The static eyes were freaking her out a little, but she knew too well how it felt to have people flinch away just because you were different. So she didn't. She was sure she'd get used to it soon enough anyways. As weirdness went, this wasn't really so bad. "I'm sure you've got this, Adon. Just remember you're not all on your own anymore. It's okay to ask for help," she added with an encouraging smile.

adon looks at his hands, his fingers twitching softly.

"My hands feel wrong, my back feels like something is squirming inside and somehow I don't think that's quite the end of it. I need to know how to... Progress. But I don't know where to start. But, in better news, I'm not tierd, anymore."

"Your body is likely transforming to reflect the form of the being you are bonded to. I'm afraid I'm exactly the wrong person to ask for assistance in this matter. The only transformations I undergo are a matter of instinct, and while it did require some learning on my part that was mostly learning how to control my body in a different form. I think that you should consult the Headmaster honestly. He might be able to direct you to who can best assist you in the next step," she said, as she carefully decreased the number of icicles in the room.


male human gestalt fighter 15/duelist 9, rouge 5, monk 1
Nala Zamarosok wrote:


"Your body is likely transforming to reflect the form of the being you are bonded to. I'm afraid I'm exactly the wrong person to ask for assistance in this matter. The only transformations I undergo are a matter of instinct, and while it did require some learning on my part that was mostly learning how to control my body in a different form. I think that you should consult the Headmaster honestly. He might be able to...

"Alright. I'm sure you're eager not to have to be around me, so you can relax. I'll go see the headmaster."

adon hops off the chair, with a soft sigh, before looking at Sadie.
"Wanna come with?"


Male Half-Elf

Michael watched this all calmly and took a deep breath. His entire body shivered and then Michael took a little mental slumber while the other Michael took a drink from a vial and grinned as he grew fangs and a monstrous claw for a left hand.

He drew a section of what looked like a short pole from a pouch after that and turned the handle. A blade slid out and, after a brief hissing noise, erupted in flame.

Without a word he ran forward to attack.

Will Save vs H. Terrain 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (8) + 13 = 21

Alchemic Blade, Charge 1d20 + 31 ⇒ (8) + 31 = 39
Damage 1d8 + 21 ⇒ (7) + 21 = 28

Welcome to the wonders of Master Chymist + Mutagen Michael.


Michael's blade sliced a glancing blow off of Repp's ribs and the gnome hissed more in rage than pain.

"Just for that, you'll die first. Like your poor pathetic little girlfriend," he taunted. "She just stood there like a lamb at the slaughter."

He appeared to lunge at Michael only to change the direction of his attack at the last moment, slicing his dagger in from the back.

Improved Feint: 1d20 + 26 ⇒ (9) + 26 = 35
Nevermind, DC vs Michael is only 20, so he definitely makes that, so....
Attack: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (11) + 23 = 34
Damage:1d4 + 10d6 ⇒ (2) + (5, 6, 2, 1, 6, 2, 4, 3, 3, 1) = 35
....and you need to make a Fort save, DC 28. And I mean you need to make a Fort save. Or you are dead. And a pile of dust...


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Adon Derro wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:


"Your body is likely transforming to reflect the form of the being you are bonded to. I'm afraid I'm exactly the wrong person to ask for assistance in this matter. The only transformations I undergo are a matter of instinct, and while it did require some learning on my part that was mostly learning how to control my body in a different form. I think that you should consult the Headmaster honestly. He might be able to...

"Alright. I'm sure you're eager not to have to be around me, so you can relax. I'll go see the headmaster."

adon hops off the chair, with a soft sigh, before looking at Sadie.
"Wanna come with?"

"Well, it was where we were going to go anyways...but I think your thing is definitely more urgent now. Come on. I can definitely at least be there as moral support," she agreed.


male human gestalt fighter 15/duelist 9, rouge 5, monk 1
Sadie Jhiwoon wrote:
Adon Derro wrote:
Nala Zamarosok wrote:


"Your body is likely transforming to reflect the form of the being you are bonded to. I'm afraid I'm exactly the wrong person to ask for assistance in this matter. The only transformations I undergo are a matter of instinct, and while it did require some learning on my part that was mostly learning how to control my body in a different form. I think that you should consult the Headmaster honestly. He might be able to...

"Alright. I'm sure you're eager not to have to be around me, so you can relax. I'll go see the headmaster."

adon hops off the chair, with a soft sigh, before looking at Sadie.
"Wanna come with?"
"Well, it was where we were going to go anyways...but I think your thing is definitely more urgent now. Come on. I can definitely at least be there as moral support," she agreed.

adon nods, turning to leave the room, shedding the thermal blanket. He silently brushes up agaisnt the walls to get the arrows to appear. And they do, to a degree. They flicker and flash, as if struggling to remain there.


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"Maybe I should handle the directions for now. The building doesn't seem to like that," she offered.


male human gestalt fighter 15/duelist 9, rouge 5, monk 1
Sadie Jhiwoon wrote:
"Maybe I should handle the directions for now. The building doesn't seem to like that," she offered.

adon frowns, but nods, withdrawing his hand.


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Nala sagged against the wall in relief after they had gone. She had to spend several minutes in meditation before she could get rid of all of the ice. And then she made sure to clock out. Not that she wasn't technically always on call, but at least now she would only be called in for an emergency. And then she went back to her office, hung her lab coat on its wall hook, and put away her files. And then she went looking for Ryuzo.


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The arrows are still a bit sluggish near Adon, but they do respond better to Sadie. She quickly leads the way to the office. The secretary isn't in the front office so Sadie goes straight to the headmaster's door and knocks.


male human gestalt fighter 15/duelist 9, rouge 5, monk 1

adon just waits behind her, looking around. It's never quite clear what at, having no pupils, anymore.


Male Half-Elf

Blue Eyed Fort Save 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (13) + 22 = 35

"She's the only reason you're going to die instead of suffer all the wonderful things I want to do for revenge!" The half-elf shrugs off the attack like its nothing as he snarls in pain before becoming deathly calm again as he attacks in a flurry and steel, fang, and claw! "She is saving you, wretch, and that will haunt you to Hell!"

Blade Attack 1 1d20 + 29 ⇒ (16) + 29 = 45
Blade Attack 2 1d20 + 24 ⇒ (11) + 24 = 35

Blade Damage 1 1d8 + 21 ⇒ (7) + 21 = 28 + Fire1d6 ⇒ 6
Blade Damage 2 1d8 + 21 ⇒ (3) + 21 = 24 + Fire1d6 ⇒ 3

Claw Attack 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (2) + 14 = 16
Bite Attack 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (13) + 14 = 27

Claw Damage 1d6 + 11 ⇒ (2) + 11 = 13
Bite Damage 1d6 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17

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