Essel looks to her more bloodthirsty companions for guidance.
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Essel wakes up, groaning, cursing the kobolds in Infernal, and sits around with her head in her hands and gripping her torso until the kobolds return with their bounty. She immediately grabs a pair of potions and downs them in an instant.
*casts Greater Congratulations*
Essel stands in the back, shielding herself with her companions, invoking ice and sending a ray of frost shooting at the closest kobold.
Essel switches over to Dwarven,
Dwarven: "Languages are interesting things, no? It makes it so easy to communicate openly yet hidden. I have no desire for this to devolve any further, and, at the end of the game, I would much rather have you as my prime opponent than Mydravos. He, unlike you, would be far more likely to just stab me while I'm sleeping before taking the throne himself. You, I suspect, would be far more likely to give me a fair fight, and that's something I'm interested in. In any case, I simply changed tongues to avoid the suspicion of our kobold friend, to not bring him any alarm." she clarifies
"Oh, we're a long way away from that, Sven. We'll need to all work together at least until all the kingdoms are controlled. Don't you worry yet." she assures him with a only slightly-devious smile.
Essel nods, a sly grin on her face, glancing over at Sven, figuring the dwarf probably didn't speak the language of devils considering his morality.
Essel falls behind Mydravos after a minute, muttering to him in Infernal, "Just to be clear, we aren't actually making him the Urban Ruler, right? I don't know if there's any actual power in the station, but I know I definitely don't want another competitor in this game." she clarifies, "As a proxy, sure. But not the actual ruler."
"What resources, exactly?" Essel asks with a raised eyebrow, "They haven't wasted so much as a single drop of blood yet" she notes, bemusedly.
Posting to my games- Sorry I've been a bit absent from the boards lately, I've been busy at a summer research program, and it's picking up a lot as I near the end.
"What? Oh, the fight-to-the-death? Eh, it's not that different from us just coming in and doing it all ourselves. And this way, there's a survivor. If they're willing, I see no need to stop it." Essel clarifies, "Besides, it's basically what the gods did to us. The only difference is that we have to actually tell them ourselves, instead of watching from afar." she counters.
"We aren't to speak of the Black Suzerain, dummy!" Essel translates, "That's word-for-word what he said. Well, more or less. 'Dummy' could probably be translated as 'Fool,' even though the literal translation is 'Took,' with the connotations of a thief that steals from a hoard." she shakes her head before she can get too far off track, "Anyway. Fight to the death? Why not? This should be entertaining." she leans back against the wall, resuming her observation of the interaction.
Essel keeps her nonchalant attitude, firing a pair of magical missiles at the swarm.
"Really? Spiders? Should we be impressed?"
Essel walks in roughly the middle of the group, ready to cast something if needed.
Essel follows her peers, nudging the fallen barbarian with her foot as they pass.
"And then there were five." Essel looks at the dead barbarian, "That didn't take long."
"Ugh. I hate rats" Essel comments, "Do we want to start now, or wait until morning?" she asks.
Essel coughs sharply, trying to keep them on track.
"Agreed." Essel notes, keeping an eye on the kobolds as they pass.
Essel calls out in Draconic, "Wux tiliw filki jaseve, wux vucot."
Draconic: "You could just leave, you know."
Essel smirks, "I guess they think we're bigger than expected." she summons magic to her fingertips, creating a few arcane signs in the air around her hand, but doesn't commit to any spell yet.
Essel calls upon her blood, invoking the pact she made that flows through her very veins, to protect herself.
"Well, we're all chosen by the gods, aren't we?" Essel points out, "Doesn't that kind of make us all holy? Or are we all damned?"
I agree on the idea of railroading- PBP works best, from my experience, when the GM puts the characters in the right spot, then lets them go from there. That's usually 'in front of a dungeon,' but so long as the option of saying no exists, it usually works.
Essel nods, ”We’re sticking together then? I suppose we don’t really have any time pressure.”
”Well, I would sooner try to rule a city for our first task than to try and survive the domain of fire. At least here there’s beds, and given the lack of wear on your armor, I doubt you’ve seen many battles.” Essel points out.
"Agreed. Perhaps the guardsman guild first? Military power would be quite the asset, though they might be difficult to wrangle." Essel comments.
Essel sighs, rubbing her forehead, "Can we please stay focused for more than two minutes?"
"Save it, lovebirds." Essel says in a serious tone, "We have a job to do, and if you two want to have fun, share a room wherever we stay tonight." she pulls aside a nearby attendant, "Where's a good, affordable inn nearby?"
”I like this place” Essel remarks, ”It feels like home”
Essel drops her hands from their casting positions, "Seriously? Half a dozen hobgoblins, scared away by a big rat?"
Ouch. And so the Game of Mortals claims its first victim.
Essel, mostly out of powerful magic, twists her fingers around each other with a muttered spell, and shoots off a ray of freezing lavender light at the most wounded targe, which lances off into the distance.
With a flick of her wrist, Essel finishes off the wounded hobgoblin, and sends another missile flying towards the next most-injured enemy.
Essel quickly incants a dark string of syllables, and a pair of purple missiles streak from her outstretched hand and strike the lead hobgoblin.
"We're currently aiming for the city, I believe? It seems the most logical." Essel notes, "It would be good to get our bearings."
Essel crosses her arms, Paladins she thinks with scorn, Typical.
Essel stretches out her hand, feeling the air, "Well, at least it's comfortable here for now." she ventures up to the central building to get a glimpse of the Sphere, "Where should we start? The Urban domain would likely be the most straightforward- we can focus on fighting the inhabitants rather than just the elements." she suggests. |