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"...HEY! I take offence to that statement!" She removes her hand from where she was wounded by the scythe with a grumble, before looking at Sefanit. "I wanna keep people safe just as much as you do love, and I'm willing to do what it takes to meet that goal. I'm not religious, so I could less of a rat's behind about whether or not a church supports me. If they do, great, if they don't, eh whatever."
Oh yeah, forgot about bless. So it turns out as exactly 10.
She lets out a loud sigh and tosses the wand over to Sefanit, her own hand going to her blade at her hip as she darts forward around Elliander's body. "MAKE SURE HASINA DOESN'T FALL! COME ON AND TRY TO HIT ME YOU OVER GROWN CROW!"
She nods at seeing the wounds on Hasina closing up, and notices Elliander looking... not so hot. She darts around Sefanit's back to get to his side, jabbing the wand into his back before speaking the magic words. "Please work!"
"Please work!" Emilia pokes Hasina again with the legendary healing stick.
She quickly darts around the party and slides into the gap between Sefanit and Francis, leaning down to prod Hasina. "Please work!"
Emilia catches the wand and blinks a bit, before shrugging and hurrying over to Elliander, darting around above the Vanth to get to him. She just pokes him with the wand while saying the magic words. "Please work?"
Emilia is a dex based halfling, her odds of grappling or disarming are next to none.
I used all my magic and all my Archaeologist's Luck before we even got to this fight, literally nothing left. If we could get a flank I could probably get some damage off, but with it 5ft in the air it's impossible.
So... Anyone got any ideas on what Emilia could do? Because none of her attacks can even get through this things DR.
Gritting her teeth in annoyance, she spun the mace in her hand around and swung it at the Psychopomp again. "Just hold STILL!"
Gritting her teeth in annoyance, she spun the mace in her hand around and swung it at the Psychopomp again. "Just hold STILL!"
Grumbling to herself and wincing at the sight of another heavy blow on Hasina, she spun her mace in her hands and tried to bring it down onto the psychopomp's legs again.
She lets out a loud groan as she watches the attack bounce off its hide yet again. This wasn't working, this wasn't working at all. "DAMMIT WHAT IN THE NINE HELLS ARE YOU MADE OF?! Should I use my club instead? Actually, that'd make a lot of sense. I'm gonna use my club." With that, she drops her shortsword and pulls out her light mace to take another swing at Ajin.
Emilia, recognizing that she really needs to pick up her pace, decides to stop just standing around. She takes off, darting around Ajin's back before trying to stab it again.
A small gasp escapes her as she sees Hasina barely escape a serious blow. "HEY! I'm annoying, quit being so stoic and actually ATTACK ME!" She draws her blade back and goes for a stab at the Ajin Ra Baqa while shifting a little.
Blinking at the sudden big spooky thing next to her, she lets an indignant cry at seeing the strike at Sefanit. "HEY! Focus on people who actually know how to use a weapon! Like me!" Cue her trying to stab the thing.
Growling a little as the annoying creature flee's, she turns her attention to the mutt. A quick thrust at the creature's flank is all she can really manage at the moment though.
Grimacing slightly as the creature rises above them, she moves forward around Hasina to engage. "Hey, big and ugly! Don't you know better than to hit a woman?" With the little quip, she brings her arm back before snapping forward to try and stab the creature. "They tend to hit back!"
Sorry everyone, I've been putting off posting because of some nonsense with college.
Emilia stayed mostly quiet this entire time, but grins as she hears the challenge. Laughing, she pats the sword ta her hip and grins at Nakht. "Oh, I am SO going to enjoy watching that smile drop off your face after we kick your outsiders behinds."
She hums and nods at Francis, shortsword and buckler held loosely. She lightly bounces from foot to foot with a small grin of anticipation.
Emilia just nods at Francis, glancing around the room again with a small smile. "Find the rest of the cultists, take them out. Seems pretty cut and dry to me."
Emilia strolls over to the bigger iron chest, digging through a belt on her pouch as she whistled. Pulling out her thieve's tools, she set to work trying to pick the lock.
She gave Ptemenib a small grin and nod before starting to explore Ekram's room, whistling to herself as she started looking over everything on the desk.
"A little birdy told us you were captured!" She kept a straight face for about three seconds before laughing. "I'm being serious, your little bird friend told us you got captured. We figured, probably a good idea to free you."
Grabbing onto it and tying it around her waist, she shot a thumbs up at him. "It's not a problem." Grabbing hold, she glanced at Hasina to make sure she was ready before starting to rappel down into the well.
Emilia nodded a bit before going over to Francis side. "Just send me down. I can cut the bonds and heal him if need be. Plus, extra light, easier on whoever holds the rope."
"Emilia von Happledonk, don't you forget it." She gave him a wide grin and laughed a bit. As he went to go talk to Sefanite, she went over to the well that had the cleric in it and looked into it. "He's been rather quiet. Wonder if he's alive or not down there."
Emilia blinked a bit, she wasn't actually expecting an apology. Squinting at him for a few moments, she offered a nod and took the hand to give it a shake. "Alright, I'll forgive you since you didn't actually know. Just don't let it happen again, alright?" A small grin grew on her face despite herself. This guy wasn't half bad.
Emilia blinked as the cultist dropped their weapon, her ears catching the sound of Ekram screaming and dropping. She slowly turned to stare at his burnt corpse, before feeling a growl come out from between her lips. Putting her mace away, she marched over to Ki'dhir and jabbed in him the stomach. "That was my kill! I was going to beat him in a one on one fight and it was going to be the stuff of song! Do you not understand the concept of 'He's mine'? It's a pretty simple concept in my opinion!"
Somehow managing to hear the sound Hasina's chainmail clad body hit the floor, she glanced over and felt her eyes grow wide at the sight. Ducking under another slash from Ekram, she didn't attack. Her buckler hand slipped down to her belt and pulled out her Light Mace, flipping it around to hold out to Farid. "I hope you know how to use one of these, things aren't exactly goin to plan."
A laugh slipped from Emilia's mouth as she cartwheeled out of the way of the swings, the flames passing harmlessly by her. Coming back to her own two feet, it was a quick flash of her blade again as she tried to stab into Ekram's leg. "Come on, you've got to put up a better fight than that! How is my legend going to start if I'm just beating SOME PATHETIC NOVICE!"
Grinning as she see more blood splattered across her blade, she can't help but laugh as the shout fills the room. "What's the matter love? I thought you were gonna CUT to the chase. I guess I'll just have to get to the POINT instead!" With that she draws her arm back like a spring, a massive grin across her face.
Emilia hisses as the blade of the Kukri cuts a deep gash into her arm, stumbling back a bit as her eyes lock onto Ekram. "Not a bad hit, but it's n-WOAH!" She twirls to the side as she attempts to avoid the sheet of flames, lashing out at Ekram again with her shortsword in the process.
(Don't forget, Emilia has Evasion so if she makes the save, she just flat out avoids the damage.)
Emilia stood guard as the others began to work on freeing Ptemnib from the pit, watching the door for anyone to come interrupt them. Blinking as Ekram and his allies come bursting out, a small shiver runs up her back at the command. Not a shiver of fear, but anticipation, a wide grin coming across her face as she nimbly leans back and out of the way of Ekram's strike. "LEAVE HIM TO ME HASINA, THIS IS WHERE MY LEGEND TRULY BEGINS!" A giddy giggle escapes from her as she tries to duck under his guard to thrust her short sword into his arm-pit.
You know, I've completely forgotten how much Luck Emilia still has at her disposal...
Welcome aboard the train! Next stop, I don't know, I haven't played this AP.
Emilia glances over at the wells and thinks. "Maybe he's got some spells left at his disposal? We're running dry ourselves on the magic department, so it could be worth it."
She nods at Hasina and offers a small grin, gesturing with her buckler towards the door. "You heard the big one, get your feet in gear! Any crossbow bolts coming our way are gonna get buried in your gut before ours."
She move over to the thug and gently pokes him in the leg with her sword. "So... Djat said to tell you that we're here for Ekram, but we kind of forgot to tell anyone about Djat, so... We're telling you now. You're still on my s&#& list though."
Not giving the fallen thug any of her attention, she darts forward to Hasina's side, stabbing out at the thug infront of her with a grin. "Sorry for taking so long, sometimes you just gotta teach people their place, you know?"
Shifting to the side, she let the blade go past her before hacking out at thug's arm, giving an equally nasty grin right back and laughing. "What's the matter? Big man can't hit the girl with his little blade? Tsk tsk."
Flicking with her buckler, she knocked the blow aside and grinned at the bandit. Drawing her arm back, she quickly stabbed forward at the bandit before sliding back a few steps, making kissing noises with her mouth. "Come on boy, come on, I gotta treat for you, yes I do!"
Emilia grinned slightly as Hasina stepped forward, following quickly after as she spotted the thugs. Setting the bag of caltrops down, she drew her short sword. Giving her the thugs a wink, she waved her buckler in a 'come get me' motion. "Come on boys, I'm waitin for ya~"
Emilia moves forward to stand next to Francis, motioning for him to wait with a hand. Sliding her backpack off as quietly as she could, she dug through it for a moment before pulling out small bag and three pitons. Making the motion of opening a door, she made a motion of putting the piton down on the floor and nudging it into place, then pantomimed trying to open a stuck door. She quirked an eyebrow at Francis, tilting her head as she waited for a response.
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