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"Unnnh. That's...dirorienting. Umm...It would seem that Jimmy has unintentionally strengthened our mental connection. I can hear all of your thoughts. I mean ALL of them."
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"Unnnh. That's...dirorienting. Umm...It would seem that Jimmy has unintentionally strengthened our mental connection. I can hear all of your thoughts. I mean ALL of them."
Jiminy looked embarrassed.
"I may have forgotten to take into account the already existing bond there. Sorry. I'm sure you'll figure it out. But now you'd better hurry. The hunt will be starting soon. I think they're already letting people in."
Spin shakes his head, trying to forcefully re-align his thoughts. As far as Ephebe can tell, he just re-jumbles the anarchy of thought that is his mind. It's almost nearly impossible to pick any one of the frenetically-flying thoughts they flit so fast, even if she wanted to. And a thought occurs to Ephebe, Is this how Spin's mind looks all the time?
Spin seems to take in Jiminy's words, "Uh.. ok. I just.. ahhh.. AAAHHHH... AAAAAAAAAAACHOOOO!" A bolt of force lashes across the room (simultaneously sending Spin soaring the other direction), crunching a filing cabinet into unusable rubbish, papers flying everywhere.
He looks around abashed, "um... ok. This is gonna be interesting."
"Oh. Right."
Ephebe tried to walk and had to sort through the confusing set of double images from seeing through two sets of eyes at once. She was used to confusing. But she still walked into the wall. Spin can see flashes of memory of reliving the same events multiple times, including what looks like several versions of Jiminy before she shuts that line of thought down hard.
::I'll explain later. Please don't ask. Please don't.:: she thinks, slightly panicked at the thought of those memories coming to the surface.
"Okay. So...The door is that way. Got it." This time she actually made it into the hallway.
She turned back just in time to see Spin launch himself across the room with a 'forceful' sneeze.
"Oh, boy. You've really done it this time, Jimmy."
Spin struggles to to disentangle himself from where he landed, finally deciding it's easier to turn into a giant spider to extricate himself. Then he spins back to his normal self. "Thanks, Jiminy... I'm sure this will help things be easier tonight..."
He follows after Ephebe, wondering at the knot of emotion in the back of his head. It's a few more seconds before he realizes that the soft pulsing of emotion seem to shift in union with Ephebe's facial expressions.
Still shaking off his brain-lock, Spin follows Phebs towards the sound of students chatting excitedly. He looks around, realizing nearly everyone is decked out with all kinds of cool gear, "Um, phebs.... I don't have any awesome stuff. Was this stuff given out to all the students? or did the students provide them for themselves?"
he also realizes that, if he closes his eyes, he can point out exactly where Ephebe is standing.. and about how far away.
By the time they catch up with the others, Ephebe seems to be over her disorientation, and has almost gotten to the point of being able to sort through the chaos she's getting from Spin's mind. Mostly she feel nervous about the hunt and scared of what the Hunter might do, to her or to the people she cared for.
"Hi, guys," she said distractedly, once they found the rest of their group.
Shift through the noise, gaze through the crowd, seaarch with eyes, ears, and mind... there! Lysander finds Ephebe in the crowd and begins to think very loudly. Even though he wasn't a telepath, she should still notice the white-hot fire that represented his consciousness flaring brightly among all the other students...
"Hey sis. Kam's gone on ahead to search for a place that can be defended easily."
Still shaking off his brain-lock, Spin follows Phebs towards the sound of students chatting excitedly. He looks around, realizing nearly everyone is decked out with all kinds of cool gear, "Um, phebs.... I don't have any awesome stuff. Was this stuff given out to all the students? or did the students provide them for themselves?"
he also realizes that, if he closes his eyes, he can point out exactly where Ephebe is standing.. and about how far away.
"Some people bring gear with them. Most people who have cool stuff made it themselves. Some spell components are provided but that's about it. Lots of kids here don't really have any gear at all," she pointed out. "And some of the ones competing in the snipe hunt are borrowing things from their non-competing friends."
::Once we make the switch you'll have my Caster and all the shells that go with it. Also I'm gonna give you my bracers. They're just basic bracers of armor. Nothing special. But every little bit helps right?::
Shift through the noise, gaze through the crowd, seaarch with eyes, ears, and mind... there! Lysander finds Ephebe in the crowd and begins to think very loudly. Even though he wasn't a telepath, she should still notice the white-hot fire that represented his consciousness flaring brightly among all the other students...
Ephebe shuddered as she feels Lysander's presence, instinctively stepping back. She looks around and spots him near the entrance.
"Hey sis. Kam's gone on ahead to search for a place that can be defended easily."
"Great," she said nervously. "Right. Ready to go. Let's do this."
Ephebe shuddered as she feels Lysander's presence, instinctively stepping back. She looks around and spots him near the entrance.
Lysander smiles wickedly before he turns and enters the Hunt.
"Hey sis. Kam's gone on ahead to search for a place that can be defended easily.""Great," she said nervously. "Right. Ready to go. Let's do this."
Taron places a hand on Ephebe's shoulder.
"Hey! You'll be fine, okay? You shouldn't think otherwise."
"Hey Silver make your self useful and go scout as well. Yea many of us have made our own equipment. After this fight if there is something you need I can try and make it for you."
"Hey sis. Kam's gone on ahead to search for a place that can be defended easily.""Great," she said nervously. "Right. Ready to go. Let's do this."Taron places a hand on Ephebe's shoulder.
"Hey! You'll be fine, okay? You shouldn't think otherwise."
She gave him a skeptical look.
"Right. Fine. Just fine."
She gave him a skeptical look.
"Right. Fine. Just fine."
"Okay," Taron says with a roll of his eyes. "You'll be as fine as anyone in the family can be. Better?"
"Sure sure leave it to me...." The small dragon says as it turns invisible and flies off.
"Okay," Taron says with a roll of his eyes. "You'll be as fine as anyone in the family can be. Better?"She gave him a skeptical look.
"Right. Fine. Just fine."
"No," she said pseudo-cheerfully as they were checked in and headed into the playing field, "but you know me. Always the pessimist." ^.^
She rolled her eyes at the exchange.
"Honestly, Phebe, stop being such a worrywart. Everything is gonna be fine. That's what we're here for. Try and show a little confidence in your friends, 'kay?" ^.^
He made his way through the crowd in the spectators gallery to his customary seat by Dennis. Great view and right by the healers tent. He frowned at the field, wondering where they were going to set up.
"Or at least your brothers." Taron murmurs as he looks around. Suddenly, Ammy shifts around his hand to become a rifle. Taron lifts his arm so he can look through the sight, charges the rifle, and fires.
"One. Don't worry, I'm just warming up." He states simply as he lowers Ammy.
Jiminy notices a student walking out of the tent with a large, very painful looking bump on his forehead. He scowls as he finds a place to sit down. He is informed that, since the Hunt hasn't actually started yet, he can rejoin. He does so quickly.
"Doesn't count, idiot. They haven't started yet. Kids are still coming in. You've got another couple minutes. Good job."
Muttering under her breath, "and this is what I'm supposed to be having confidence in?"
Waves as she sees Kam in the distance.
"Although you did do a nice job of getting rid of the only witness," she conceded. "Time for the switch. Asch, as soon as we get over by Kam cast the rope trick."
Spin can feel that she's scared. And there are a dizzying array of images, possible futures, so many it's impossible to distinguish one from another. She seems to be frantically searching through them trying to find the 'right' one.
Waves as she sees Kam in the distance.
The tiny figure that is Kam waves back.
As soon as they get to the spot Kam picked out, Ephebe looks around making sure that nobody is watching. And as soon as Asch starts casting the rope trick spell, casts obscuring mist. She quickly unbuckles her gun belt and hands it to Spin, followed by her bracers.
"Good luck, guys."
Fieri kept a lookout for any of the other students approaching, juggling little balls of fire absently through her fingers.
Asch finishes the spell and takes a step back. "You ready?" He asks Ephebe as he gestures towards the rope. "So hunting time?" He says with a grin as he loads both guns with shadow bullets.
Spin uses the cover of the mist to shift into a likeness of Ephebe, taking the caster but refusing the bracers. Her own voice comes back to her from Ephebe-Spin, "You keep those. We don't know how things will go here."
Ephebe-Spin spins the caster in his hands, getting used to its weight and feel, and grins back at Asche, "Let's do this."
Ephebe nods and shimmies up the rope just as the signal rings out that the snipe hunt has begun in earnest.
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Calm Emotions (10)
Hold Monster (2)
Harm (1)
Bull's Strength (4)
Seeing the incoming pack, Ephebe-Spin feigns distress, stepping backwards behind Asche while grabbing a non-blue-capped round from his belt.
She slams the round into the chamber and sends off a blast, silvery mist swirling in the air as the round streaks toward the lead student.
It impacts the brute, and instead of knocking him down, hurting him, or doing something equaly effective, the student's muscles seem to grow and expand, a menacing laughter coming from his wickedly smiling lips.
Ephebe hears Spin's voice in her mind... SH!T!
Waits till they close to about 30'
Casts Fear - 30' cone in front (to hit as many of them as possible without hitting friendlies of course)
Will DC 23 (10 +7cha +2 Spell focus +4th level spell)
"BAD DOG!!!"
Spin:
H'Tor's form shifts, and trades his skeletal form for that of a wraith...
::Here doggy doggy:: as he draws his ghost touch greatsword
As the signal rings out across the field, the green-haired gnome girl claps excitedly and heads out into the Hunt.
As she skips along, another student comes up from behind her and grabs her. Built like a linebacker, he looks like he could crush the diminutive girl without a thought.
"HEY!!!!" She squeaks.
She then starts squirming and struggling, and they are lost in the various clouds of dust/fog/darkness that other students are flinging about.... ;)
"Okay, that was less than helpful..." Taron says as he takes careful aim at the now stronger student. The power glowing inside Ammy seems almost like thick liquid instead of energy. Taron pulls the trigger and a ball of writhing goo flies through the air.
The good splatters across the student's chest and seems to be trying to constrict his movement.
"Mop 'em up, guys"
H'Tor swings at the first one to get close to Krays
Damage:
physical
negative energy
cold
Secondary attack
Touch attack
Damage:
Negative energy
CON (Fort save DC 17 negates)
"Huh I guess you really don't have to tie a steak around your neck to get dogs to play with you. I stand corrected." Asch says as he targets the and unleashes a torrent of bullets at it.
Good to know. he thinks (and Ephebe can almost hear a smirk). Red it is…
Jogging around to the right to get a clearer shot, Ephebe pulls a round with a red cap, loads it even as she swings the caster around, and looses the spell-round. The round flies wide, not really hitting anyone specifically, instead crashing to life on the ground nearly 20 feet from the lead were-creature, catching all three aggressors (but just missing Asche) in a golden explosion of light.
As one of the terrified werewolves veers away, something grabs his ankle and sends him careening into a wall at a full run. Crumpling to the ground, a bald elf fades back into view with a smirk on his face.
"More for me," he chuckles quietly as he snaps his bladed whip back from the werewolf's ankle then proceeds after the other panicked werebeasts.