might be interested...what about a character like this??
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Ah-Rekhmire bristles at the authority in the voice and it DEMANDING that he enter the ship....on the other hand, as he scans the sky for enemy vessels he realizes that he does not know this new enemy well and maybe the voice does. Floating into the craft, standing straight with his chin up, the decaying corpse settles into a chair, looks around at the others and confidently states; "I have decided to ride within this ship!"
Ah-Rekhmire looks at the ship and the others filing on. "I shall follow under my own power. I will watch out for anything that might follow us!" With that, the Egyptian wizard floats into the air...awaiting the ship to leave so he can follow.
With the lights now on, Ah-Rekhmire lower the level of his own light, but still maintains the spell...just in case! "We have freed the cattle and the one called Mindjack. We should go now!" Still levitating, the ancient corpse looks ready to fly the coop.
"You shall all be free!"
"Yuftah!" Once again the mummy speaks in its ancient language and all the locks within his sight pop open. He repeats this in each room with people held within.
Being tired of being in the dark, the undead wizard calls upon his powers to illuminate the area in a bright, white light. "Daw!"
As he speaks the word a dim light begins to grow until it is bright as the sun at noon...he then lowers the intensity so as not to injure anyone's sight.
Ah-Rekhmire flies down to where the others have gathered on the ground floor. "Is he in there?" the corpse rasps out to the others.
"I...am...Ah-Rekhmire and I am here" The undead shakes his head as if trying to clear his thoughts, or perhaps to get the voice out of his mind.
Ah-Rekhmire lifts from the ground and flies to the top of the tower, joining Psiclops and anyone else already there. "Let us hurry so we can be rid of this place and return to our own abodes!" the creature wheezes as he floats beside Psiclops
being new to this system I am not sure about the speed of advancement. I usually err on the side of slow growth. Sorry to see you leaving CucumberTree!! I was looking forward to the undead getting to gether and causing some massive damage!!!
Ah-Rekhmire continues looking for his "treasure" and adds it to his growing personal jewellery collection. Each piece is ancient and probably worth thousands of dollars, but they also give odd a menacing vibe that makes anyone handling them feel like something was watching them... Once all his things are back, he joins the others, looking each of them over with dead eyes.
Yes bracers first, please...then the other bits and bobs
Notice: The corpse looks around the various shelves and notices more of his treasure scattered about...it will take some time to gather it all up! He looks over at the others also gathering their things and a ghastly smile crosses his face as he turns to Imagine. "You are quite pretty my dear. What powers do you profess to have?"
Ah-Rekhmire stalks towards the table looking for his items that should be here. Seeing his golden bracers, he swiftly places them on and feels the magical power course through his body! He gathers up the rest of his personal gear and replaces it with his body. Gleaming gold can now be seen in the torn remains of his funerary wraps.
Hearing his personal items might have been discovered, the ancient Egyptian magician suddenly begins to run down the hallway until he enters the library where he leaps into the air and travels up the atrium to where he can see Imagine.
At the moment he has no abilities powered up.
Still seeing no enemies, Ah-Rekhmire continues down the hallway...looking into the rooms as he goes and generally acting like there is no rush to find their quarry.
Whoops...I think I moved way too far...but to be fair I have no idea what I am doing...LOL. Actually, I just screwed up moving him! Thanks for the correction!!!
Ah-Rekhmire continues to move forward toward the sounds of battle...but is unhurried as he strolls down the corridor. He carefully navigates the rubble-strewn hallway and looks into the rooms on either side as he wanders by.
Ah-Rekhmire moves down the corridor to the sounds of combat. He does not seem in a hurry, nor is he seeming to be examining his surroundings. Using his control of energy, the corpse creates a bright ball of light that floats slightly before him, illuminating his path.
Ah-Rekhmire once again takes aim at the two drones, but this time he decides to raise another whirlwind, as it worked to such great results the first time.
Damage:
total Damage: 14
I do not believe that Ah-Rekhmire has acted yet...other than to defend against an attack. He was 5 of Hearts.
Ah, ok...I think I got it now. Wild dice: so the other one will stand. I will use a benny and make the vigor/wild roll Vigor: ace:
OK..so no damage then!!
Free Soak: ace:
The desiccated corpse that is Ah-Rekhmire moves swiftly forward into the hallway where death and destruction seem to reign. Seeing the two drones at the end of the hall, he summons up two bolts of azure force and throws them at the enemy.
I have no problem with any of these
Ah-Rekhmire does not make it to the door and lands on the floor. He calls upon his powers and a scintillating globe forms around him.
Hearing the voice in his head was annoying, but he had other more important things to worry about. Landing near the door where the blast of energy emanated, he gathered his powers and recreated the whirlwind that had worked so well against the drones before. Starting with a stiff breeze, the elements seem to take their fury out on whatever, or whoever is in the hallway. The roar of the wind is almost deafening, but the wind soon dies down after the various bit of debris which moments ago could strip flesh from bone fall to the ground. Damage:
Ah-Rekhmire looks at the girl who talks in his head. "I can!" Calling upon his mystical powers, a second powerful windstorm erupts in the hallway the heavy fire came from.
Once again the wind begins to increase, and soon the hallway is a whirlwind of debris that scourers everything in its wake.
The bright blue bolts which flew from the ancient magicians' hands strike the two drones. The first simply seems to melt, then short circuit and crumble to the ground. The one by the door spits sparks and part of its casing melts, but it still stands. He continues to hover over the gym, looking for other possible enemies. The air about him seems to flutter and gust like the air is holding him aloft. 4 rounds of flight left
Sounds good to me...most games I have been with respect all the players and DM, but this is a nice way to make sure we do not cross into a place that makes someone uncomfortable!
OK..thought it was something like that...just wanted to make sure. Attack Drone A +4 =12
Attack Door drone +1 + 9
Wild reroll ace #1:
ok...I think I did that right??
The mummy hovers over the gymnasium floor and, seeing the two drones there, fires a bolt of magic at each of the robots. Ranged Attack:
Ranged Attack:
Ah-Rekhmire walks over to the hole in the roof and drops down through it.
As the shrivelled corpse speaks, a whirlwind suddenly comes to life right where the drones are located. The wind is strong, but it is the rocks and other bits of debris that cause the most damage, scouring the mechanical troops with a punishing pummeling. When the wind subsides, only random bits that once might have been parts of the guards remain.
Yes, A-R will blast the area where the drones are with his matter control and use a bennie to boot the damage to 4d6. Damage:
With the chaos going on all around him, Ah-Rekhmire takes a moment to centre himself. Looking over to the front of the 'ship' he sees the swarm of drones attempting to attach something to the hull. Calling up his power to control matter, the ancient mummy conjures up a whirlwind of stones, metal and other debris and centres it on the drones.
Ah-Rekhmire stares at the fallen man with a look of disgust on his ugly face. "Mother Isis take pity on this poor magician. They have grouped me in with oafs and imbeciles." Walking over to Dave, the corpse-like creature holds out its weathered hand to help him up.
Ah-Rekhmire surveys the area and makes his way out of the wreckage. He feels strange without his usual adornments.. especially his bracers!
"What..has..happened? Where am I?", he asks of no one in particular.
The corpse stumbles from its restraints, looking more robust than it previously did. It looks over the group and sees some still in restraints, the creature utters some guttural noises and suddenly the bars are gone..turned to vapour. DM: Ok, using my matter control can I just change the restraints from metal to water vapour? I control both forms of matter...not too sure what to roll...
A vivid flash of red suddenly erupts from the eyeholes of the corpse. A voice calls out from what sounds like the dark beyond.
Ancient Egyptian: YES!!!
DM: Would it be possible to use matter control to melt the cuffs or something...or just make them open (I have metal control). Is there a way to use my sorcery at all??
Is it possible to use a bennie (or 2) to try and overwhelm the restraints, or are they pretty well flawless? Just do not want to waste a bennie on something that is completely beyond doing!!
LOL...well if I am able to do that, then I will...is that ok GM? I was not sure that was a thing, but it would be cool...$1000 in golden trinkets upon my person!!! Yes, lets say that, if possible!
In the silence after Psiclops speaks, a sound like the wheezing of wind through old reeds can be heard. "qad dabat laenat 'uwlayik aladhin jaealuni munkhafidatan" The sound seems to have issued from the corpse at the end of the row.
He does not fear cat iconography, but that said he is not a fan either...Hello Kitty is an abomination of art in his eyes!! lol
Ok...I think I got everything now...as for purchases...other than the ancient jewelry he is wearing, he has nothing...and it does not make much sense for him to be in possession of modern tech...
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