Khassar Blackadder's page

"Almost everything in the universe is in a state of change. This change usually happens in stages. An earthworm becomes an elephant in another life. This elephant becomes a dragon in another life. The dragon reverts to a mere human in the next life. This cycle of change continues until the end of everything, and includes time spent as energy states. Consider in this case that pure thought equals an energy state. While these states are natural they are rarely achieved by the earthworm without going through the transitory stages and vice-versa. All of these changes require energy. The greater the difference between the pure material and the pure energetic the greater the energy required.
In your case, I believe that you were much closer to the energetic than the material when you were forcibly reincarnated. Done properly, this would have caused a sudden release of much of your life energy."

Khassar pulls up surveillance records of the coutal's arrival to the school.

"According to these records the amount of energy you were releasing upon your arrival upon this plane caused the school to see you as a threat. Not as great a threat as other things going on at the moment, but enough it took notice. When it realized you were dying it decided to drop you in the woods to let you stabilize. Even now you are still releasing large amounts of energy. This energy will continue to be released until your chakras adjust to this new state."

"I believe you have been forcefully reincarnated from an energy state of being to a material state of being."

"And what if I'm simply an outsider who lost their true form when I died the first time"

"Yes, the reincarnation principle. I suppose one who had lost their form for a long enough time could show these readings. Especially, if that one had returned to a full energy state of conscience, and then been forcibly converted back to a state of matter. The energy release alone could power most planets for a century, not to mention the spell applications."

the overly large coutal cough and says in a strangely neutral tone, "what makes you think that this is not my true form, given that your divination skill claim that it is such"

"We see readings like you have often on druids, were-creatures, and other shapeshifters. Even with those that have either forgotten or chosen to forget what they are, there are echoes of their true form present in these readings. This is the prana remembering its experiences. Think of this as a map used for healing the body and spirit. Much like a navigator will use their knowledge of the stars to guide their ship from port to port."

Khassar pulls up a diagram on the monitor showing examples of this.

"With you however, it is as if your prana have no experience to draw upon. An analogy would be the explorer in uncharted wilderness. Until your prana blazes the trails of experience to establish new nadi and minor chakra you will have no map of your true form."

Khassar splits the screen on the monitor and pulls up a diagram of the coutal's diagnostics for comparison.

"something to do with internal magics like sorcerers and magical animals, either way, not important, but why can't you just fix whatever is wrong with my 'Chakras'"

"Didn't say I couldn't probably fix them. As it stands now, within the next day or two they will be properly aligned with this body. If that is what you want then we don't have to do anything. If not, then I need more information on your true form and the circumstances surrounding how you came to be this way."

"Mana node? I am not familiar with that term. I would say no though based on your second question."

"what?" he asks cocking his head to the side "please speak plainly, by the ni- I mean what is a chackra"

"Chakras are best described as the meeting points of the non-physical energy channels called nadi. Just to clarify, nadi are the channels in the non-physical body through which the life force or vital energy moves. There are many chakras in the body, but usually only seven that are considered to be the most important ones. If it helps, think of these as storehouses with the nadi being rivers and roads connecting them."

"Two to three days?!! What are you!!..." He then pauses in his diatribe before it could get well and truly started and looks surprised saying "wait, did you just say coutal..?"

"Yes 2 to 3 days." Says Khassar as he adjusts a lens on a piece of equipment. "Apparently your chakras have not aligned to this body yet. I would say from some recent transmographication or polymorph. Interesting that this doesn't show your true form. Let us run some more tests and I'm sure we can find something other than a rather garishly colored, feathered, winged snake for you to be. Or maybe not."

Despite having not moved yet the feathery dragon creature rapidly says "obviously" begins slithering into the room "I require the use of your healers to fix my wing"

"You know it is a bad day if they have to call me into the infirmary." thinks Khassar as the winged serpent enters.

Heal: 1d20 + 22 ⇒ (3) + 22 = 25

PCOC Read & Accepted

Khassar grabs a bowl of grits and a few slices of gator bacon before heading to the orientaion.

Where is the malefactor from? A link would be great.

Malefactor is from TPK games.

Fire and cold damage = 15
DC 29 Fort 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (11) + 19 = 30 sonic damage = 25
Only down 20 points due to temperary Hit points.

Khassar dives into the hole and attacks the machine from inside.

Combat:
Slash 1:1d20 + 38 ⇒ (18) + 38 = 56 for 1d8 + 23 ⇒ (4) + 23 = 27 damage
Slash 2:1d20 + 33 ⇒ (9) + 33 = 42 for 1d8 + 23 ⇒ (8) + 23 = 31 damage
Slash 3:1d20 + 28 ⇒ (12) + 28 = 40 for 1d8 + 23 ⇒ (8) + 23 = 31 damage
Slash 4:1d20 + 38 ⇒ (5) + 38 = 43 for 1d8 + 23 ⇒ (5) + 23 = 28 damage
Total damage = 117

::I'm immune to its acid.::

Khassar flies in and attacks the machine with Pantasma lóstrego (it's adamantine).

Combat
Slash 1: 1d20 + 38 ⇒ (20) + 38 = 58 for 1d8 + 23 ⇒ (8) + 23 = 31 damage
Slash 2: 1d20 + 33 ⇒ (13) + 33 = 46 for 1d8 + 23 ⇒ (5) + 23 = 28 damage
Slash 3: 1d20 + 28 ⇒ (8) + 28 = 36 for 1d8 + 23 ⇒ (3) + 23 = 26 damage
Slash 4: 1d20 + 38 ⇒ (19) + 38 = 57 for 1d8 + 23 ⇒ (6) + 23 = 29 damage

Possible Crits for 1 and 4
Slash 1 confirm: 1d20 + 38 ⇒ (7) + 38 = 45 for 1d8 + 23 ⇒ (5) + 23 = 28 damage
Slash 4 confirm: 1d20 + 38 ⇒ (14) + 38 = 52 for 1d8 + 23 ⇒ (8) + 23 = 31 damage

"Well, bless my kilts and garters, all we need now is for it to rain." Khassar says as he takes to the air.

I'll be healing or fighting as needed.

So, are we going to need to use only non magical weapons on this thing?

Khassar returns to aerial surveillance while the others evacuate. When all are evacuated he 'ports over to the forest kingdom.

Odd Thought of the Day:

Popeye was an Alchemist

That is all.

Desert

Ignace looked nervous, but she gave her best curtsy (no small feat while wearing jeans...it was so much easier to curtsy while wearing a skirt).
"Hello. I am a new student at the Academy and the Headmaster sent me to participate in this activity," she said, her voice shaking just a little as she spoke.

To Keme:

To Ignace:
Glad to have you. If you will please follow me, I'll take you to someone that can get you settled.

Desert

Perception:1d20 + 31 ⇒ (14) + 31 = 45

To Keme:
::There is someone approaching. I'm going to go check them out.::

Khassar flies down to greet Ignace.

To Ignace:
Hail and well met traveler. Welcome to the desert kingdom. Please state your business.

Desert

"War...is a strange game. The only way to win is...not to play."

And I'm probably the only one here who gets that movie reference without looking it up, sadly... ;D

"We should be evasive and stay mobile. Use the desert to our advantage and let the elements wear down those who would try to find us. We must be as a mirage - deceptive and deadly to the unwary."

I have that movie.

Khassar walks up at this point. "Sir Fei, it is said to have something done right, you must do it yourself. Since your plan appears to have strong merit, I suggest that you take up the mantle of leadership to impliment it."

Desert

As Khassar watches Krays change into a dragon, something stirs within his mind.

Will check: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (7) + 16 = 23

Since it developes into a massive headache, Khassar ignores it and scouts around.

Perception: 1d20 + 34 ⇒ (16) + 34 = 50

Khassar spends the week keeping up with his classes and wondering why there was a pool table and jukebox in his room now. Not that he was complaining, both were fascinating in their own way. There was nothing like basking in the neon glow while practicing 9 - ball.

When the war was announced, he put his cue away and made sure Pantasma lóstrego (his khopesh, means Ghost Lightning)was sharpened. He then lays in supplies for poisons. Khassar knows that battles can be won with dirty deeds done dirt cheap(and that one time with a sheep). After all, both Aunty and the temple taught that all was fair in love and war.

"I'm better at casting them actually, but here goes."

Remove curse: 1d20 + 16 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 16 + 2 = 30

Khassar examines Oneiro using detect magic.
Perception: 1d20 + 31 ⇒ (10) + 31 = 41

"Could be part of his curse. Could be this is the point he needs to use the other book."

"Looks clear except this area here." Khassar marks the area around the symbol in florescent chaulk.

Khassar searches the room, mainly for traps.

Perception: 1d20 + 31 ⇒ (3) + 31 = 34

How, may I ask, are you trying to disable it?

Is the plate on the other side of the blade? If not then Khassar will collaspe the telescoping pole down to five ft. Place the pole on the pressure plate and extend it so that it touches the ceiling and forces the plate down. Carefully slide the pole forward until the blade drops and lock the pole at that height. This should allow enough room to access the mechanism using thieves tools, or if not then enough room to pour a flask of acid into the mechanism.

Disable device: 1d20 + 24 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 24 + 2 = 31

A thin blade flies through the area, slicing through the unseen servant so quickly that you wouldn't have seen it if you didn't know what to watch for.

What is the dimensions of the passageway? Khassar will look at the walls to see if there is a way to avoid or disarm the trap. Has true seeing if that helps.

Perception: 1d20 + 31 ⇒ (16) + 31 = 47

Still with us, Khasser?

Yes, I am. Just trying not to get the streams crossed.

"Yes, I can. Guess I'll take the lead." Khassar says as he pulls a collapsable 10 ft pole out of his belt pouch. He telescopes it out and begins sweeping the ground ahead with as he begins to walk down the tunnel.

Perception: 1d20 + 31 ⇒ (12) + 31 = 43

"Hope for the best, expect the worst, so both."

"Welcome"

Khassar Mixes up a batch of lightsticks and hands them to rest of the party.

Alchemy: 1d20 + 34 ⇒ (8) + 34 = 42

Perception: 1d20 + 31 ⇒ (15) + 31 = 46

Khassar mixes up a Restoration infusion for both Ori and Oneiro.

Khassar uses Tageted Bomb Admixture.

For the next 18 rds. all bombs he throws do double int damage to one target and no splash damage.

Flak. Still half asleep appairantly.

Khassar uses the major hex Waxen Image on the Grisgol.

Will check, DC 23:

Khassar casts Cure Serious Wounds on Onerio.

Cure Serious Wounds: 3d8 + 15 ⇒ (7, 7, 3) + 15 = 32

"We need some wind to clear that dust."

Fort save: 1d20 + 15 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 15 + 4 = 24

Knowledge(Arcana): 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (4) + 18 = 22

"I've finished it. It's mostly about blood magic and divination magic. The only clue to the next book's location was 'Dripping crimson truth lights the one true path.'. I've never been very good at word puzzles."

"Dripping crimson truth. Must be blood given the title of the book. My first thought is of the spell Blood Transcription, but that doesn't seem quite right. Maybe a map under a Hiddden Page spell activated by blood? That's seems more fitting. Of course it could also be a river at sunset. Red sky at morning sailors take warning, red sky at night sailors delight."

"The dweomer-steak is pretty good, Khasser."

"Da Nada"

"Though the sovereign glue whip prank made me laugh so hard it hurt."

Trust me, it's not nearly as funny when your on the recieving end of it. It pulls both feathers and scales. I don't have to imagine what it does to flesh either.

Khassar cooks steaks off of the dweomercat he kept earlier, with a haunch kept seperate just for Nexiv. He also makes a pot of strong coffee.

Passing out plates and cups he says "Here you go. Now what's next?"

He sits down and begins crunching a bone for the marrow.

Khassar walks over to Oneiro, picks him up in a firemans carry, and sets him down carefully over with the rest of the group.

"I'll just start supper while all of you rest up, then we will decide what's next."

"Maybe we could still contact her through the telepathic link? Or perhaps send her back to the school? A third option is that maybe I can get her to focus solely on the dweorercat till it is defeated, which really only buys us time. Oniero, your the leader, what do you think?

Khassar runs over. "Any ideas?"

"I'd have benn here sooner but a tree wanted to discuss politics."