"I can always be your friend, but I won't pick between people, so I hope we can all stay friends when things settle down," she says with her trademark smile. :)
"She's probably just talking to someone. I wish she was taking a while because she's getting food..."
She goes back to shifting a handful of spare buttons into animal faces, not having the skills to help with being productive.
"I can always be your friend, but I won't pick between people, so I hope we can all stay friends when things settle down," she says with her trademark smile. :)
"She's probably just talking to someone. I wish she was taking a while because she's getting food..."
She goes back to shifting a handful of spare buttons into animal faces, not having the skills to help with being productive.
"Oh! If you're hungry it's fine with me if you go get some food from the cafeteria...I have a bad habit of skipping meals. I just get so wrapped up in what I'm doing that I forget. It's not a very healthy habit."
when anyone gets into the children's caphatira, there is a large yellow line running all across the floor, walls, and sometimes even the ceiling, and a mushroom hat-wearing kobold scraping it off. The floor and anywhere she can reach.
Midori briefly looks around to ensure that no one was listening in on them, before leaning slightly closer to Hew so that she could lower her voice.
"Here is fine, Hew-kun." she says finally.
"Ano... Hew-kun... I..." she fumbles with her start a few times, still leaning close but her golden eyes downcast. Finally, after a bit less than a minute of being unable to do so, Midori gets out the following. "I... I know you like me Hew-kun and I am sorry but I... I don't feel the same way and I'm very sorry for anything I did to make you think that I did and I really don't want to hurt you but I want to be honest to my friends and I think Zilla-san hates me now and... gomen ne." she finishes with a slight bow of her head to him, closing her eyes both in nervousness, and shame.
Hew's smile melts away as Midori's words sink in. "Oh well.... It's fine. I mean um. We'll still be friends. It's just um... I do like you but if you don't feel the same then. I don't want to be together. I think I should go." He hangs his head not leaving yet. It seems he didn't even caught what she said about Zilla.
Ace nods at Aananda "Whatever you say boss lady, see ya on the flipside" With that he and Keme make their way to the infirmary.
Upon arriving, he asks the nearest assistant to direct him to Nala. Once he finds her, he says "Greetings Nala, I have been sent here via Ms Aananda to request you run a quick check up to make sure I haven't accidentally committed any horrid atrocities thanks to my attic resident"
Dom nods as the roles were being explained. "I will assisted in whatever way I can." Quickly he looks across each of the others. "If there is anything that I need to know about your health before I heal you I you may wish to tell me before."
Silinrul, still clearly uncomfortable inside the school manages to get out "Um, this strong girl uh, with wings, and some ah, friend. I, er, think we're to meet on the roof?"
Lang, with Sorun in tow discover where Sara is. but he doesen't even approach the door. his seemingly happy mood starts to fade.
just great, I can't go in there.
Lang quietly peeks into the window to see if he can get Sara's attention without disturbing Ignace.
but, as he does so, he sees Ignace working on her sewing, and he just stares, watching her.
its as if the world slows down. lang's mind filled with that day not so long ago. the same situation, the day he first met Ignace. this very door, this very window.
He just watches her sew away. Lang's eyes start to flood up as he remembers that day.
she was making costumes for her sister's concert. the promise to take her to the show. the special seats he got. every happy memory coming back to him.
Should nothing else happen, Lim-Môr will draw the switchblade and extend it into the Wicked Trident he holds in his left Fiend side hand and Teleport them to the divined place.
Weaving his spell, Lim-Môr brings along whoever attends with and immediately appears in the scenery of where Reviarti's sensor was duplicating for them in the SIM Room.
In fact, anyone still watching in the SIM Room, would see them appear!
It doesn't take more than an instant, (i.e. there's no surprise) and the five bug armored, six legged creatures and immediately alerted and silently reacting to the presence of the newcomers. As of matter of fact, they actually /are/ bugmen.
As the five beings rise up and back off, gripping their bloody weaponry from the bloody mess of a human figure beneath them, gutted and torn up, but it almost instantly heals up into the form of Tryko'Sam, who gasps to life, looking around. Even after all his mortal wounds, he seems cognizant of where and what's going on. He really is a bloody mess-- and the various slashes, gashes and what appeared to be bites even, seem to heal instantly.
As Rena arrives, she is instantly ready for combat, despite her still-drenched top, her swings are splayed out and her supernaturally powerful muscles flex for combat! Her flowing white-blue hair is (thanks to Asha) in a braid and so at least somewhat out of the way. The instant Rena arrives, she leaps forward in defense of her bloodied friend!
With all the skill of many years of combat - instincts honed despite this unfamiliar form - Rena sails through the air as close to Tryko'Sam as she can manage without leaving herself open to strikes. She slams any within her now-medium-sized reach, elegantly using her wing and arms to try and entrap the offending bugman, holding him tightly while still defending herself!
Her eyebrows rose. "Yes, I can see why you would need help with that. I only have a limited time today. I have somewhere I need to be this evening. But in the meantime I will do what I can. Who are these potential victims?"
'Me.' Ehos displays simply to add to Silinrul's list without much other explanation. 'It seemed pretty urgent though, can we explain while we walk?'
Hew's smile melts away as Midori's words sink in. "Oh well.... It's fine. I mean um. We'll still be friends. It's just um... I do like you but if you don't feel the same then. I don't want to be together. I think I should go." He hangs his head not leaving yet. It seems he didn't even caught what she said about Zilla.
Midori's heart hurts horribly as she watches Hew suddenly become downcast and want to leave her. She makes no move to stop him, but simply says, in a voice that's cracking. "I still want to be your friend Hew-kun... I am sorry I can't return your feelings."
adon destroys the trap and dodges the bolts.
A brief inspection of the bolts by the remaining party members indicates that the crossbows were likely tipped with some kind of fluid...
Given the fullness of the inspection of the village, it is clear that no living soul remains. No livestock, no humanoid... there aren't even any mice or rats in the town, though there are insects flying about.
The crops remain relatively untouched, strangely.
Ace nods at Aananda "Whatever you say boss lady, see ya on the flipside" With that he and Keme make their way to the infirmary.
Upon arriving, he asks the nearest assistant to direct him to Nala. Once he finds her, he says "Greetings Nala, I have been sent here via Ms Aananda to request you run a quick check up to make sure I haven't accidentally committed any horrid atrocities thanks to my attic resident"
Nala raised an eyebrow. She looked uncustomarily frazzled.
"I'll be happy to help you with that...just give me a minute."
"Sonja! So help me I will rip out your spleen and feed it to you if you harm another patient today! Pay attention to what you're doing!" she snapped at a distracted healer before the woman could inject a treatment into the wrong patient.
She turned back to Ace and Keme. "If you two could just wait for me in treatment room five, I'll be right with you."
Her eyebrows rose. "Yes, I can see why you would need help with that. I only have a limited time today. I have somewhere I need to be this evening. But in the meantime I will do what I can. Who are these potential victims?"'Me.' Ehos displays simply to add to Silinrul's list without much other explanation. 'It seemed pretty urgent though, can we explain while we walk?'
"Ehos was affected for sure, but there's someone else who may also have been affected and has been extremely aggressive I gather...the group trying to help him asked us to meet them on the roof...I think that the girls need to be checked too just to be sure," she tried to clarify after the other two had sort of explained.
"Very well, let's go. If there are multiple potential victims it will be more efficient to get all of you in one place before I start trying to unravel this mess," she said, carefully locking the door to her room as she left.
Asha scrambled up a tree and towards where the bugmen were attacking Tryko'Sam. She looked around for anything she could use as a projectile since that was the only way she thought she could actually help even a little.
adon destroys the trap and dodges the bolts.A brief inspection of the bolts by the remaining party members indicates that the crossbows were likely tipped with some kind of fluid...
Given the fullness of the inspection of the village, it is clear that no living soul remains. No livestock, no humanoid... there aren't even any mice or rats in the town, though there are insects flying about.
The crops remain relatively untouched, strangely.
"Alright, if there's no one still here, we should hurry and catch up with the others."
"OK. I'll get food. I'll bring you back some too."
She hops up and goes to the door. She isn't tall enough to see through the window, and opens the door straight into Lang...
Lim-Môr uses one of the celestial abilities granted to him. (Mass Charm Monster, Spell like ability.)
He also gets as close to Tryko'Sam as possible using his wings to move him over the ground with bug men being the limiting factor.
Belyu continues to stay quiet, keeping an eye out as Yrrin talks.
Belyu continues to stay quiet, keeping an eye out as Yrrin talks.
"Belyu...." he whispers "keep an eye on her..."
And keeps walking quickly but determinedly toward the site
adon destroys the trap and dodges the bolts.A brief inspection of the bolts by the remaining party members indicates that the crossbows were likely tipped with some kind of fluid...
Given the fullness of the inspection of the village, it is clear that no living soul remains. No livestock, no humanoid... there aren't even any mice or rats in the town, though there are insects flying about.
The crops remain relatively untouched, strangely.
Phaezeriel flies a bit higher as people begin heading towards the rock.
Midori's heart hurts horribly as she watches Hew suddenly become downcast and want to leave her. She makes no move to stop him, but simply says, in a voice that's cracking. "I still want to be your friend Hew-kun... I am sorry I can't return your feelings."
Standing rom his seat he turns to walk away. After hearing Midori's last line he stops but doesn't look back. "It's fine. I understand. I just need to be alone for a little while." Somberly he walks away, not paying any attention to the world around him. His heart feeling as if it was broken in two.
"And I'm there to keep the kids in line." Professor Yrrum almost chuckles. "I'll get my kit."
While Professor Yrrum goes to get his 'kit', Tyrrin prepares herself for combat, casting all her protection and utility spells. Going on an adventure where you could not know what to expect was different than a specific situation. She much preferred this method.
"There is nothing of note here, magically, that my abilities allow me to perceive, though it is possible that the school's powerful magical aura is interfering. It can be a little overwhelming at times. Still, I have been quite thorough." Vare says as he following Aananda into Tryko'Sam's personal SIM Room - number 3, continuing the likely futile magical scan.
Rescue Mission
Reviarti continues to spectate from Avalon.
Nimbly clambering up a nearby tree, on the edge of the 'clearing', Asha finds herself on one of the branches close to what appears to be pods of some sort, growing out of the same tree. Potentially useful as a thrown object. From her perch, Asha can see much more of the surrounding, and there are all sorts of little tidbits hanging about, not part of the natural trees, from visible branches and such, before the thick jungle obscures her sight. The 'clearing' is certainly not natural either, some thing blew through, or landed here from above, bringing down much of the soft trees and disrupting the ground.
Rena wings her way over, as the bug men, now up closer, tickle her memory but she fails to recall the exacts, slamming one of the assailants and, due to the blow, slams it in half, grappling what's left is a lifeless husk, that twitches silently, curling up, as bugs are wont to do due to death. It's an exoskeleton based life form, that's for sure. That's one down!
Lim-Mor glides closer, invoking his celestial power to charm the bug men, who seem to lack the usual eyes mammals have, but are instead multifaceted, thus unclear right off if it affected them or not. He can assume, since they don't attack him out right, that it probably worked.
The situation seems to enrage (if that can be said) the four remaining six limbed bug men. With the sudden arrival of three new beings into this area, they move out of the range of attacking Tryko'Sam, who's already getting up while the wounds on him seal, repositioning the self, and seemingly coordinating without speaking. He seems to be uninjured (generally), but certainly no longer grappled or pinned by the bug men. He's on his feet, and assessing the situation.
Two strike out at Rena, their weapons seemingly glancing off her lovely flesh without leaving any marks. The remaining two reconsider their options and then withdraw, diving back into the jungle around the rescue team, and out of sight.
Even though their full attacks (with four limbs holding claws or weapons) may have hit, they manage to do little to injure Rena. Part of it too is they really are a trivial opponent to her experience in combat.
Their bug foot falls can be heard for a few moments then are lost, though, if desired, but, there's combat going on still. These odd six foot tall six limbed humanoid insect men silently prepare to keep fighting, even after one of their own dropped before their eyes.
They effectively look like human sized ants that use tools made of some hardened material, with bits of fur or leaves on their persons.
settro removes his shackles and places them on the headmaster's desk. He casts shield, then holds up his hand and says-
"Who would find it beinificial to be an elemental, bear, dragon, or other large, strong creature?"
Belsayv - Town Group
The group gathers up after concluding there was nothing of value left here in the town, Vai looking particularly disturbed by this... empty remnant of her former hometown. The group hurries out of the disturbing town, following the huge track through the forest. Yrrin and Belyu's tracks are also fairly obvious as well... though strangely enough, they are joined about halfway to the hill by another, slithering, track. Yrrin has not communicated though the collective... there may be something following them.
Belsayv - Vanguard Group
After a handful of minutes, the three come to the hill and climb the easy slope up to the top, the track contiuuing on in the direction Vai had pointed out. They arrive at the 'ritual stone' described by Vai - a fairly small glacial erratic, the stone is still quite large. A site of such pain and betray, yet nothing remains here to tell the tale - to any inspection, this appears to simply be a normal stone, if somewhat out of place in the middle of this forested, soft soiled, area.
The track of the huge container passes within some thirty feet of the unremarkable stone, continuuing past the stone into the forest...
"Do we wait for the others?"
Given the nature of the attackers, Rena has no more desire for bloodshed, simply to protect Tryko'Sam. As such, she quickly moves up into the air and over, placing herself firmly between the two remaining assailants and the one they sought to 'rescue'. The movement does briefly leave her open to attacks from the two stoic bug creatures.
Rena draws in a deep breath, her wings spread wide still, to block sight to Tryko'Sam and make herself look larger and more intimidating, and then she unleashes a terrifying noise from the power of her lungs. The roar of a huge beast issues forth from Rena, though the 'voice' of the roar is distinctly feminine, matching Rena's natural tone.
"There is nothing of note here, magically, that my abilities allow me to perceive, though it is possible that the school's powerful magical aura is interfering. It can be a little overwhelming at times. Still, I have been quite thorough." Vare says as he following Aananda into Tryko'Sam's personal SIM Room - number 3, continuing the likely futile magical scan.
Royston the ex policeman now teacher looks up at them seeing some thing may be wrong he gets up, he had been sat reading the Simroom teachers safety book. After ending up here in his fruitless search for a student, now Seeing them pass he says.
"Hello you look a bit worried is there a problem I can help with?"
Belsayv - Town Group
The group gathers up after concluding there was nothing of value left here in the town, Vai looking particularly disturbed by this... empty remnant of her former hometown. The group hurries out of the disturbing town, following the huge track through the forest. Yrrin and Belyu's tracks are also fairly obvious as well... though strangely enough, they are joined about halfway to the hill by another, slithering, track. Yrrin has not communicated though the collective... there may be something following them.
Belsayv - Vanguard Group
After a handful of minutes, the three come to the hill and climb the easy slope up to the top, the track contiuuing on in the direction Vai had pointed out. They arrive at the 'ritual stone' described by Vai - a fairly small glacial erratic, the stone is still quite large. A site of such pain and betray, yet nothing remains here to tell the tale - to any inspection, this appears to simply be a normal stone, if somewhat out of place in the middle of this forested, soft soiled, area.
The track of the huge container passes within some thirty feet of the unremarkable stone, continuuing past the stone into the forest...
Through the Collective, Anahita updates those that are paying heed.
::To whomever left this empty village, proceeding towards the direction I shared prior, the sacrificial rock Vai shared of, there is a possible tracker to your rear, snake like in movement, roughly human mass. Be warned. We are leaving the village and proceeding towards the same course the large container went. I suspect anything mammal or non-insect or plant, is likely a target of these raiders. It's possible this might have some thing to do with flesh, as we know it, being corrupted or mutated on touch. Be wary of contact with any foreign entities, obviously. I would highly recommend avoiding contact with liquid or gas poisonous agents.::
While moving along with her group, staying stealthy, Anahita adds, ::I do recommend we gain information before leaping blindly into a possible trap. This is not our home ground, we lack the advantage and are acting impatiently. It is unwise given our lack of experience as a team.::
She continues to shadow Vai and the secondary group, keeping as well hidden as possible, quite paranoid.
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Vickory looks over the area, unaware of telepathic communication.
"Others will be following? That is good. Dont let them shoot me please. It hurts and then I have fight back and it just leads to me being in the woods with no one but chipmunks for friends. And I dont even speak chipmunk."
"Tryko'Sam, we're here to get you..."
He keeps his eyes on the bug dudes.
"Rena set him down please next to the rest of him. Let me fix him."
"All of you. Let me fix your friend and then we leave. No more fight."
Vickory looks over the area, unaware of telepathic communication.
"Others will be following? That is good. Dont let them shoot me please. It hurts and then I have fight back and it just leads to me being in the woods with no one but chipmunks for friends. And I dont even speak chipmunk."
[Dice=perception]d20+24
To belyu: " we don't know how much time the villagers have left... lets not"
To collective ::the serpent is a possible ally... we are currently travelling alongside her....::
"No one will shoot you without just cause."
Yrrin hoists his bow and looks around
"Tryko'Sam, we're here to get you..."
He keeps his eyes on the bug dudes.
"Rena set him down please next to the rest of him. Let me fix him."
"All of you. Let me fix your friend and then we leave. No more fight."
1d20
Upon requested, Rena allows the corpse she was holding to fall to the ground, possibly adding to the fearful sight of her roar.
He moves his free hand and taps the bug-thing while blowing air onto it.
Its "wound" heals and its upper and lower halves knit back together.
"He should be OK now. Now we're leaving. Please just let us go."
He keeps his eyes locked on them, calling to The Ladies.
"Asha, Rena, come here please, slowly, and Tryko'Sam. Link hands or something, anything that connects you back to me."
He talks slowly, but sounds serious in his tone.
He sets his hand on Tryko'Sam's shoulder and waits for his magical energy to build back up into the trident for their Teleport.
settro removes his shackles and places them on the headmaster's desk. He casts shield, then holds up his hand and says-
"Who would find it beinificial to be an elemental, bear, dragon, or other large, strong creature?"
Dom raises an eyebrow at the question. "Sorry but I'm too pretty to find changing my face with a transformation to be beneficial. Besides waterbending requires fluid movement of the body. Something that during a unfamiliar transformation I would be hindered at. Thank you for the offer however." He bows to show he respected Setro's practice, even though he really didn't understand it.
"OK. I'll get food. I'll bring you back some too."
She hops up and goes to the door. She isn't tall enough to see through the window, and opens the door straight into Lang...
As Sara opens the door there is a sudden obstruction followed by a rather loud and embarassing OUCH
Sara looks to see Lang sitting on the floor with his hands over his nose.
Just great, seems approriate, considering he mutters to himself.
"I could turn you into a /water/ elemental. Also, it does come with knowledge of how to use the form, it that's your concern. Though, i know other people are usually uncomfortable with hanging form, so i understand."
He moves his free hand and taps the bug-thing while blowing air onto it.
Its "wound" heals and its upper and lower halves knit back together.
5d8+13
"He should be OK now. Now we're leaving. Please just let us go."
He keeps his eyes locked on them, calling to The Ladies.
"Asha, Rena, come here please, slowly, and Tryko'Sam. Link hands or something, anything that connects you back to me."
He talks slowly, but sounds serious in his tone.
He sets his hand on Tryko'Sam's shoulder and waits for his magical energy to build back up into the trident for their Teleport.
Asha dropped the...thingy....what do you call big roundish things that grow in trees? She'd never actually seen a tree before today. She'd hidden in some shorter vegetation the night she ran away. That was called something else. They had names for all kinds of plants. She just didn't know them. But these tree things were certainly good for climbing.
She scrambled and tumbled her way to the ground. It might have been faster to fly, but her landing skills were bad and she had a feeling that it would be very easy to break a wing with so many outcroppings that projected out from the center part of the tree.
As Asha does her jump off and tumble, to the ground, rolling on up onto the group of people, Rena flew up and dropped the husk of the dead thing, which Lim-Mor approaches and Breath of Life's.
Thankfully, they ignore Lim-Mor's magics, and are still focusing on Rena, when her efforts to roar at them, apparently does nothing. A mighty shout, regardless, but, either they are immune to fear, or simply do not respond to it at all.
In fact, they ignore Lim-Mor out right as well, as if they don't hear him either.
Weapons are continued to be used, but fail against Rena's skin, she's within reach, though, as is Asha and Tryko'Sam, per Lim-Mor's suggestion to get close.
The returned from the dead bug man, restored that round per the spell, seems to pause, not making any noise, and then seems to be surveying, without much head movement (or eyes, since they are bug eyes), preparing to do something the next round.
The two remaining do nothing to acknowledge it's return to life, focused on destroying (with no success) Rena.
Tryko'Sam says in the midst of all this, "I'm with you-- let's get going." He puts his hand in connection to Lim-Mor, and Rena could fairly simply do the same, allowing for a quick get away if no one interrupts the spell cast next.
"I've no idea why they are so dead set on getting us, or me-- and thanks for the rescue."
He's a bloody mess still, but looks just as always, perfectly healthy and rested.
Rena knows for a fact, in this moment, she could easily crush the two remaining and perhaps the third, with minimal effort.
A small fey thing exits Sim room 6 and makes jumps with wings supporting it in the air long ways down the hall instead of walking.
She passes the group in the control room, seeing Vare and his goofy clothes and expression with no wherewithal.
"You is a Mr.Vare, is you?"
It speaks with a kind voice of a woman in her late thirties.
Sara looks around and quickly closes the door behind her, hoping Ignace hadn't heard him out there.
"I'm so sorry. Are you OK? didn't know you were there..... Why are you here?"
She talks quickly, scrambling over to gently tap his nose with her fixing people power.