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Just want to add my voice to the kudos ST - thanks to you and the wider group for indulging me in my sojourns and face/heel turns. Been a blast to be part of - will try and get up a suitable epilogue for Eoten later tonight when I'm back to work. Look forward to seeing all of you on the virtual gaming tables now and in the future.
Hope all is ok DQ. From my side I've not much to input on Eoten... truth be told I've found it difficult to see the wood for the trees with the character (who on paper should be one of my ideal PC concepts) and don't think I ever really caught up after my extended sojourn. Happy to see the endgame play out as befits those who've pushed the story on far more than I.
Eoten listens and nods slowly... his heavy skull muddled with whispers of voices not of his own rumble tone;
He jabs a thick finger toward the spectral Merlin, then chuckles as he rubs his heavy brow;
Wearing a shroud of rubble dust Eoten nods his shaggy head in agreement and follows...
Beneath the Titan's foot, Eoten digs his massive hands into the sod and earth around him, carving out space to manoeuvre;
Eoten rumbles to where the Titan looms and reaches out with both meaty hands - his thick fingers seeking purchase on the massive creatures foot;
Slammed at work folks - will likely be well into the weekend before I'm afforded some free time. Please bot Eoten as necessary.
The hulking brute nods his shaggy head, cracks his bloody fists with a peg toothed grin then turns back toward the looming Titan...
Fists dripping in demonic ichor, Eoten's broad nostrils flare as he bellows his findings;
He lumbers to where Gracie speaks to the UNISON agents;
As the demons surround the enraged Giant, he flashes a broad toothed smile;
He lashes out, pummelling his fiery horned foes!
Th brute downs the first, then pulverises the second.
Eoten for his part, bellows a challenge and wails away with both fists into the leg of his towering foe;
Eoten pauses as the group converge to engage the titan, he sniffs the air suspicious for a moment they were merely illusions playing out a scene. Satisfied this was his erstwhile friends and former companions the brute, turns and with a frustrated bellow bounds after the Knight and Draugr as they sally forth.
Still putting the finishing touches to the old, but improved Eoten, but wanted to get back in the game before I'm left too far behind! Good to be back! :)
As the portal opens, Eoten pauses momentarily from pummelling the writhing demon caught in his iron grip. The giant's beady eyes peer warily, lest more foes pour forth... Then a broad toothed smile breaks out o'er his heavy features as figures heroic and familiar become known to him;
As Gracie leaps past him, Eoten raises a bloodied fist in salute;
His other fist tightens, and with a sickening crack, the demon goes limp. To those who know him, the giant seems older, his wild hair streaked with a frosting of age, but also less savage. One half of his muscled body is daubed in blue woad, while the other clothed in weathered plaid. Around his thick neck, set in bronze, shines a bloodstone...
I'm still here, but appreciate I've been pi$$ poor with my engagement of late (not directed at this game, been a general malaise I'm going though). Trying to remedy that, but like Max I'm a little flummoxed on direction. Might well take the opportunity to reappraise Eoten and the Professor once again, as even now I'm still not feeling them as a concept and characters as much as a should...
Busy busy operational week gang. Likely be a day or so before I can get some clear air to post. Bot Prof/Eoten if needbe.
Sorry gang - work is a grind at the moment, loads on and not much post shift energy for anything else. Hoping this weekend will see the load lighten. Meantime please bot Prof/Eoten as necessary.
Trying to work on a Complication and power dynamic where the Prof is able to tap into Eoten via Mirror Monster Trope
Just a heads up gang I'm positively slammed at work - had a couple of additional jobs land of my lap today in an already busy week and need to do my team's performance review by Friday... also have our works Xmas do on Friday (at the 3rd tilt - covid allowing). Posting might be pretty spotty until the weekend so please bot Prof/Eoten as necessary.
Just a heads up gang - had a couple of rush offshore jobs land of my lap this morning, so might be mid-week before I'm clear enough to contribute. Please bot me as/when/if necessary. ST -have some ideas for the good Professor and his brutish alter ego. Will get those firmed up for you when I can.
How much time has transpired between issues ST?
Agree - plus it ticks so many great mythos boxes for a magically themed team such as our good selves.
Eoten joins Cesarina in a frown as he shoots a backwards look at the ominous volcano;
He shrugs, then jabs a thick thumb towards his barrel chest;
Eoten nods sagely as he listens to Sandstone's words;
Eoten merely holds, unsure why his companions would risk so much to save the stonewoman from Vhoka's Maw;
Eoten turns to answer Gracie;
As the lava gouts, the giant halts - broad nose wrinkling and heavy brow furrowing;
Eoten's heavy brow furrows as his volcanic rock missile flies high, wide and handsome. When HellQueen drops into the Maw, the brute bellows a warning;
Eoten's heavy brow furrows at Max's actions;
The brute digs his iron nailed hands deep into the blackened rock, tearing a mighty chunk away with a wide grin;
Afternoon folks - just a heads up that Storm Corrie knocked out power and comms lines here in the bonnie North East o' Scotland. As such posting will be limited to when I'm in work and not busy (which is rarer than hen's teeth). Please bot me as required til I'm back up and running (likely mid-weekish).
Eoten too tries to resist the lure of the jagged light of magic... It momentarily stirs a hunger within him... one to consume the light and sate that hunger... The giant heavy brow furrows and he lashes out at the remaining demons, seeking distraction through combat;
If its any use tactically, once he's free of the demons Eoten can likely bombard her with sizeable chunks of volcanic stone and debris.
Eoten is surrounded by an infernal blizzard of claws, scales and wings . The creatures fail to pierce his tough hide, but their brimstone stench assails the brute's keen nose. He bellows his anger and attempts to backhand one of the foul creatures;
Eoten bellows at the distant HellQueen and her demonic host as he lumbers upward the volcano towards their foe and her army!
Eoten looks sceptically at the description of these other Fens, then shrugs and lumbers into the portal... Through the ashen sky his beady eyes glitter at the sight of the demons;
I think he was saying he was born in The Fens. Indeed - Eoten was born amongst the fens and mire of ancient Albion. Was playing off Oz's comment for some light relief :)
Eoten arcs a heavy brow at Oz;
The giant shrugs his heavy shoulders, before trying to refocus on the plan...
Eoten listens to the young mage before adding his own perspective:
The brutish giant theatrically grimaces and enacts the saga as he tells;
Eoten chuckles and shakes his shaggy head, recounting the myth;
To one and all I say: Lang May Yer Lum Reek! Have a great Hogmanay and even better 2022.
Eoten pauses, heavy brow furrowed as he mines his memory for anything on the Maw...
The giant sniffs the frigid air, his beady eyes staring balefully at the distant glow of their prize. With a furrowed brow, the shaggy haired brute growls a warning;
As the Crimson Bands sunder and fail to shift the portal, Eoten's heavy brow furrows and he lumbers forward.
The brute grits his teeth and stretches to gain purchase on the fell stone.
Straining, Eoten puts his back into it as he invokes more effort...
Bulky muscles rippling the ancient giant begins to lift and shift the mighty door...
Despite the open invitation for destruction Eoten keeps a healthy distance from the door;
The towering brute smiles awkwardly and nods toward the fell portal.
Eoten takes in the sinister countenance of the massive door, his eyes glittering once again, but he is clearly reluctant to approach the portal;
His rumbling voice seems a mixture of reverence and fear.
Eoten's eyes glitter momentarily as Grace injects with wisdom as she interposes between mage and giant.
The brute steps back, lowering the offered hand, whilst tapping his chest with the other;
@All/ST: I've added an the Morph into The Devourer (and associated power ups) into Eoten's profile. Eoten as he stands is a heavy hitting 117 PP whilst The Devourer ups this to 152PP. Noted the Morph is Uncontrolled, as I read this it is essentially a GM caveat to allow the transformation to take place. Not preempting anything in this encounter, but did have a chuckle that Max would have given the big fella the Bloodstone :)
Upon the beach, Eoten gives Oz a shaggy headed nod;
The brute moves to Max's shoulder with a grin, offering his dinner plate palm;
From Power Profiles, Strength Powers, Throwing things:
If the other character is a willing partner, this is a standard action for the thrower, who makes a ranged attack check to put the thrown character on-target. The thrown character gets to make either a charge or a slam attack using the throwing distance rank as speed rank (Deluxe Hero’s Handbook, page 246 and 250, respectively), and the thrown character’s initiative moves to directly after the thrower’s. Eoten flashes a peg-tooth grin and nods, his lank hair plastered across brow and blunt face;
Laughing the giant grabs Oz and lifts him effortlessly before unceremoniously launching the umbral beast-man toward Fathom;
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