"There will be traveling," Faith agrees. "My Goddess has given me a list of rightful-yet-evil monarchs who could be deposed."
Faith shakes his head and grins a bit ruefully. "It grows by the day."
Search Posts
"I can see the virtue in separating the pieces as well," Faith says. "Perhaps they need to be destroyed together -- but perhaps not. And while the research happens, it will be more difficult for the blasted thing to reform in one place if its skull is in multiple places." Faith looks at Kline and Glaur. "It seems like you both agree that more research is necessary -- but you differ on the bureaucracy of the matter."
"To destroy it if possible, and render it inaccessible otherwise," Faith says. "The skull of a God is a powerful artifact in its own right. What did you have in mind?"
"It's possible that I only bought us time," Faith says. "The body is returned to whence it came." Faith looks at his hands. "I don't know yet if I will be okay. Yet I am pleased." He grins the slightly-manic version of his usual I love to fight all the evil grin.
"...I am still in favor of getting that skull out of here and trying to dispose of it," Faith says. He looks at the monkey fetish and says, "Good work. You can sleep now."
saves:
"I have a thought for the body," Faith says. He rummages in his bag and pulls out a shrunken monkey head. He focuses on the head, , and touches Ydersius' regenerating body with it.
saves:
Áine:
Faith's forehead wrinkles as he thinks. "Destroy the head, or separate it from the body." GM:
I don't suppose the body of Ydersius counts as an evil creature from another place for the purpose of being banished there by the shrunken monkey head? Something Juliver says meets up with something Áine says. "Poisoned by the blood of the God." He taps his cheek idly. "Stiffening up. I will try Healing myself if it gets much worse. But it's the blood of a God." Faith gestures toward the head, then the body. "Dealing with Ydersius here needs to be our first priority." "I like the idea of presenting the skull to Pharasma and asking very loudly for help."
Saves:
"Getting rid of a god should be difficult," Faith says. "But not a puzzle." Faith holds up Eroeme. "Do you have any ideas?" he asks it. "I can channel energy and cast spells into it, but I'm not going to be able to overpower a god." Faith moves to tap his forehead, realizes he's holding Eroeme, and taps his forehead with this other hand. "We need to outsmart it."
Round 2: "Head off," Faith says. "Okay." He and Eroeme hack away at the god.
Round 1 addendum: Faith's voice returns as he and Eroeme resume their normal size. "sssssizable," Faith concludes. He shakes his entire body, like a dog shaking off water. Faith moves in to attack, Eroeme slicing through the air.
GM: I've just realized that if Heroism was still active, Faith makes the save. I forgot it applied to saves as well as attack rolls.
"I agree, it's very ssssssssssss" Faith's voice drops away as he turns into a tiny viper. Round 1:
"A snake with feet ... and a heart," he proclaims.
Faith nods to the azata, and it touches Tulip again.
Then Faith joins Áine to stare into the abyss.
"Or the movement of something large with two feet." Faith pauses for a moment. "Did the snake god have feet? Probably a heartbeat of evil." Faith grins.
"Something bad is coming," Faith agrees. "If it's not the evil God, it's still something bad." "Can you heal our feathered friend?" Faith asks his battle companion, indicating Tulip. It walks over and lays a hand, briefly, on Tulip,
Round 7: "That's ominous," Faith says. "Eroeme, show me true -- anything going on here that I can't see?" "Since the priest is dead, maybe you could shoot the snake?" Faith asks his battle companion. Faith moves to the snake and attacks it directly, as well.
Round 6:
Faith hovers off the carpet and is repulsed along with Juliver. "You're a product of your environment? You were raised by wolf-snakes?" Faith shrugs. "Best defense I can give for you." Faith frowns as he is unable to enter the circle. He drops his head for a moment, and an elf-like archer appears on the ground underneath Faith.
"That priest is an enemy of all, would you mind destroying him?" Then Faith remembers who he's talking to, and repeats it in his almost-not-broken Infernal.
The archer nods, and replicates itself. Now there are six. "Of course, after ... yeah."
Round 5: Faith presses his attack against the lessened nothing. "Desist existence; cease," he says to the nothing that isn't there.
Round 4: Faith continues to strike at the nothing which is clearly there (perhaps?).
Round 3: Faith looks toward the priest on the dais, then looks at the carpet, and does a double-take. "Eroeme, show me truly," he requests. Faith takes off into the air, heading for the empty space in front of the carpet. "Unhand them and hand me instead," he admonishes the nothing. Faith swings Eroeme at nothing.
Faith's skin, somehow, remains supple. Round 2 anew: Faith will continue to move with Sasha, preserving flanking wherever possible.
"Let us also watch each other," Faith says, the tone in his voice somber even as he is grinning from ear to ear, the smile as great as the evil in front. Round 2:
Faith strikes with Eroeme. "The better to destroy you with," he says.
Faith takes a deep breath. "The evil in this room is a miasma. Let us clear the air." Round 1:
Faith moves along with Sasha, attempting to flank one of the great serpentine beasts.
Faith's own self: Faith is going in with Shield of Faith, Sacred Armor +4, and Destructive Attacks up.
Faith considers how long the whirling blades spell might last.
"We should prepare ourselves," Faith agrees.
Faith inclines his head, and says, "it would be ruder to imply otherwise than simply to kill you in straightforward mayhem." Round 3:
"And you encourage that sort of behavior?" Round 2: "At a certain point, of course, we will have to rescind our offer and simply kill you," Faith says, as he enthusiastically attempts to kill the marilith.
"And won't he be surprised to see us?" Faith asks genially. Round 1: "Eroeme, show me true," Faith says, .
Faith moves forward, and attacks....
"I'm ready," Faith says.
"We are all leaving in a group," Faith says, "but we will be proceeding to interrupt that ritual. The choices we make define us. Do what you must."
Faith nods. "Yes," he agrees. "But I cannot rely upon literature alone. The good fight must not be limited to the literate."
"I'd love to travel with you," utter honesty in her voice, "I'd give it less than a week before your goddess turned her face from you, then we could go about finding a nice challenge and destroying it utterly." Faith returns her smile. "You have such conviction, yet you are fundamentally mistaken. I would show you that there is another path. My goddess wants results, not mindless obedience," Faith says. That last sentence coming across as though it's something he has repeated often. "I am open to this, if my colleagues agree."
"We are more interesting, by far," Faith agrees with Áine. "I agree with my colleague. You should join us, as we are less boring. I personally am strong and religious, but rarely silent. I know at least three bawdy drinking songs." Faith thinks for a moment. "That's a neat trick with the swords. Much more impressive than this little dagger--" He holds up Eroeme. "--probably." He peers past the woman. "That is a lot of snakes."
dice:
"I consider myself forewarned," Faith says to the snake woman, almost managing to keep a neutral expression on his face.
Round 3: "I ... that's much better," Faith says.
Faith casts, heals, and moves to where he can flank with Sasha.
Round 2:
"Hiss and hearse? That doesn't make any sense!" Faith shakes his head to clear it, and smacks himself in the forehead with his palm. Or he would if he wasn't wielding Eroeme. He smacks himself in the forehead with the pommel of Eroeme.
"Blessing of Destruction," Faith gives Zaine a blessing as well, before the door opens. Round 1:
"Well, that's quite a...." Faith's eyes unfocus. He starts to mutter -- almost but not quite under his breath. "Her burden of things walking out Her burden of things walking out Unearth my Nina Unearth my Nina God forbid a vaguer feat Notion of shell mock me Say the sparrow wants a morbid arrow Here's a quarter; that's the one I want Maybe I'll buy the whirlwind That always keeps me yearning Her sitter's down there mourning Her burden of things walking out Her burden of things walking out Unearth my Nina Unearth my Nina"
Faith gives Áine a fistbump. "Blessing of Destruction," he says.
Initiative:
Faith looks briefly indecisive, then shrugs. "I am in agreement with Zaine," he says. "We will have to be cautious of attacks from the rear."
Round 5: "I want you to consider how ridiculous this is that you have not stopped moving," Faith says as he continues to strike with Eroeme. "Perhaps you are not alive, and cannot die. I don't know that this discussion is getting us anywhere."
Round 4: "Just die, please."
Round 3: "Just die, will you? There's a good snake," Faith continues to press Eroeme's point.
Round 2:
Faith's pallor turns ashen, then flushes back where it belongs. "You will have to try harder than that," he says, attacking the adjacent serpent.
Round 1:
"Blessing of Destruction," Faith mutters to Áine, and heads toward the snakes.
dice:
"I believe I know the phrase," Faith says. "And I can even pronounce it in the serpent's tongue."
"I agree with Zaine," Faith says. "There will be violence enough, let's have it be smart violence."
Round 3:
"I shall see about that," Faith calls back to Juliver. Faith casts a spell, heals, grits his teeth, takes a five-foot step, and continues the introductions.
|