Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Archer's snarky response to the elvish Woman's response dies in his throat when he see's Malkaer get slammed into by a lance of sonic energy, dropping the elf like a puppet who's strings got cut. The STEEL in his soul hardens quickly forcing his attention to the one who did it. Malkaer's shriveled form superimposes itself with the wounded great beast and his STEEL can't hold back the surge of mythic power rushing out. Sand blows away from his feet and his energy bow grow's larger, turning into the same great-bow that let him strike down the bombards he faced in the volcano. But now instead of a group of 5 monster's, The Red Archer's attention is fully on the Champion creature.
He failed to protect his companion, but he will not let the beast take another.
"I am, The bone of my sword" he whispers with intensity, the energy arrows growing into full fledged blades, notch into his bowstring, his mythic power rolling off of him wastefully as his STEEL cracks under the pressure of his rage.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
I'd like to bring up the rear guard, behind everyone else. Preferably 50 to 100 feet behind the group.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Kuro's energy bow explodes into action. The Crimson Archer letting loose a quick volley of arrow's at the creature without moving from his spot in the back. as the crystal spear swords throw themselves at the closest enemy, Archer glances at the matriarchal elf woman who hasn't seemed to move even after the fight has started.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
so do we post or not? i saw people post ans am unsure if i should.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Kuro holds his hand's infront of his chest, outstretched and grasping at the air. In a flash of sparking light, his black bow appears in his hand's. He holds it low, but high enough to pull it up at a moment's notice.
"You have my bow..." he mutters softly to his party, though mostly to Slavathras.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
"rest would be smart...I'd like some time to review my knowledge of this area..." Kuro mutter's, glancing the half-ling man's way, he hopes he doesn't find his lack of answer off putting...
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
I will rest as Well, will post a longer post when I get out of work.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Kuro keeps his body nice and covered by his cloak and cowl, his attention taken by everyone's mad attempts to make sense of the doors riddles. He however shouldn't find amusemnt in this, he's just as currently stumped as his companions. Giving a side glance as he begins explaining his mysterious black blade, Kuro slowly drifts up to the door before placing his hand on its cool stone surface.
"Trace...on" he whispers, letting his Psionic energy flow through his spinal cord, through his brain, and into his eye's to try and see if there is any psionics at work with this door...from what the Elf lady explained, it seemed like a safe bet.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Sorry I havent been active these ladt couple days, my work as well as house damages has been making the last couple days stressful, will try to post later tonight.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Be carful about that hurricane man.
Either is fine with me, they are both pretty cool options.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Kuro sniff's from his position behind the group, listening intently to who ever speaks up to explain. While he was able to listen to bits and pieces of the deal and the talk leading up to their exodus here. he missed quite a bit as allot of the discussion was done verbally.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Kuro can't help but exasperatingly sigh to himself as he see's his companion's begin to move off with the two newcomers. Heading to a place they haven't really relayed back to him. Where ever they are going, Kuro isn't going to let them leave him behind so easily...
He glances over the lip of the volcano and frown's
This will be a long way down...
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After catching up with the party, Kuro skulks at the end of the group, red cowl once again wrapped around his head to protect him from the desert winds. The two newcomers naturally gain his attention throughout the trip, but he make's no motion to introduce himself yet as there are more important things to deal with first.
When they arrive at the Temple, he is momentarily silenced by the head figures presence. His mind has been a bit rattled by holding onto his Steel for so long against those monster's in the volcano and he hasn't had a chance to rest yet.
"Is there anyone here that you don't know Boss?" he ask's Slavathras, young voice even yet curious...though a less perceptive person would find it condescending instead.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Kuro absentmindedly drum's his finger's across his arm, bow long since dismissed when the hostility faded. while he doesn't regret staying up here to be their eye in the sky, these new faces most likely have no idea he is even watching them...which make's him feel like a creep, just a little bit anyway...
Regardless of his juvenile thought's on the matter, his eye's narrow at the reveal of the elven woman. It's safe to say that these...brain creature's have no qualm's with slavery, souring his mood further. However a greater evil need's to be dealt with first so Kuro pushes those thought's away and tries to piece together the patchy responses he can hear in his head. Idly however, he occupies himself with counting the number of enemies he would have to slay if a fight broke out again...
He sure hope's the thing's he can't hear aren't important.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
still here too. just with all the maintenance paizo has been doing, i haven't been able to post
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
'Mother of Talons...? could this be what we seek?' Kuro thinks as he surveys the slowly dwindling hostile atmosphere that the two group's seem to have, his gaze switching to the mongrels in the keep.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
"We have come on the behalf of our own employer, and have noticed one of my own kind ready to be killed and sacrificed" Archer drone's in his head for all to hear, Inwardly pondering the locations of the walking brain's. "...If there is something we don't understand about this situation, feel free to inform us please..."
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Kuro look's at the chariot and shake's his head
"I think I would be more of use to you up here..." He mention's, staring down at the many still living beings.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Actions:
1. Free action - Talk
2. Fast Casting - N/A
3. First Step - Move after the druids (0 AP)
4. Standard Spellcasting - N/A
5. First Attack - Refrains
6. First Half Movement - Continues after the druids (1 AP)
7. Second Attack - Refrains
8. Second Half Movement - moves to catch up (1 AP)
9. Remaining Attack(s) - Refrains
10. Final Spellcasting - N/A
11. Final Actions - talk and move (1 AP)
Kuro stare's as his arrows take the life of the closest bombard team, their leader falling into the deep depths of the volcano. He tsk's to himself however when he still see's the other three still operational. Before he can ready his third volley, a magical fog blocks his vision, cast by the...Ahem...shorter woman. That thought is enough for the crimson archer to lose his grip on his 'Steel' and come back to his normal plane of thought.
Kuro glances down at the only platform he can see, the one with the sacrificial human on it. Then notices many of his party heading up after the mysterious druids. seeing as he can't make any shot's like this, Kuro head's after them. But not before urging anyone still on this cliff to follow as well.
"we must move, now! Those contraptions will most definitely fire upon us if we don't move!"
Kuro then dashes up the path, cowl falling behind him and letting his bleached white hair cascade in small spikes over his head.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
actions:
1.Kuro takes his attack of op on the closest intellect devourer and activates amazing initative (1 Reaction + gaining 1 AP from amazing initiative) Attack of opportunity:1d20 + 14 ⇒ (1) + 14 = 15
2. Kuro is not capable of casting
3.Kuro does not move from his cover
4.Kuro does not cast any magic
5.Kuro attacks the closest group of morlocks shooting the bombards, my range is 550ft (1 ap) 1st Arrow:1d20 + 16 ⇒ (18) + 16 = 34damage:2d8 + 13 + 2d6 ⇒ (2, 1) + 13 + (2, 1) = 19 currently against monstrous humanoids all my attacks peirce all Dr save Dr/- or Epic
6.does not move
7.attacks the same group of murlocks unless he managed to kill one with the first attack, if he did, he shoots for the next group of morlocks, aiming to disable the bombards by killing one creature and make them unable to efficently shoot.(1 ap)2nd Arrow:1d20 + 11 ⇒ (13) + 11 = 24damage:2d8 + 13 + 2d6 ⇒ (8, 8) + 13 + (1, 3) = 33
8.does not move
9.continues with his plan to kill one morlock in each tower, if he manages this he just aims at the closest morlock(2 ap + mythic rapid shot)3rd Arrow:1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 17damage:2d8 + 13 + 2d6 ⇒ (4, 4) + 13 + (2, 3) = 26 4th Arrow:1d20 + 18 ⇒ (5) + 18 = 23damage:2d8 + 13 + 2d6 ⇒ (2, 5) + 13 + (5, 3) = 28 5th Arrow:1d20 + 14 ⇒ (20) + 14 = 34damage:2d8 + 13 + 2d6 ⇒ (7, 4) + 13 + (4, 4) = 32 5th Arrow crit confirmation:1d20 + 14 ⇒ (16) + 14 = 30additional crit damage:4d8 + 39 + 4d6 ⇒ (6, 1, 8, 4) + 39 + (5, 5, 1, 3) = 72
10.does not cast
11. speak's (free action)
Kuro stares down at the scattered and confused monsters below him and feels a sense of pity for them. He then smothers the feeling under layers of cold calculations in his head. There are a number of enemies still alive, one's his original volly did not slay....
He once again grasps at his power, a sense of 'Pure Steel' deep in his soul. For a moment he just appreciates it, noting how it's slightly dulled from his prior use of power. Letting it run through his veins, he gains a battle clarity beyond a human of his own skill level. Time slows, and he feels his 'Steel' enter his mind and forcing it calm.
He doesn't even blink when litteral walking brains crawl up and begin assimilating themselves into 3 of the dead morlocks, he only takes aim when they expose themselves.
The sudden bombardment of their mysterious allies on the western side almost breaks Kuro's hold on his 'Steel', which he grasps onto more tightly then ever before. The shift in concentration forcing his arrow off course by a wide margin. He tsks to himself, before shifting his attention from the body snatchers to the 4 towers all unleashing hell from afar.
His mind whirls with different possibilities, and his eye's narrow from the destruction caused. Making up his mind, Kuro turns his bow on the groups of bombards. Surely if he slays at least one from each group, they're rate of fire will be lessened if not stopped completely.
He once again aims, long spear-like blade taking the place of his arrow. Then he fire's it again, the arrow bursting it more, 5 different arrows seeking to stop those bombards from firing again.
"If you can't fight at range, find a way down there or into that castle! Those things can't be allowed to fire for much longer!"
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
I already technically had my turn for round one so I should wait for round 2 right?
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
just so we are clear, a completed post would look something like this?
1. Kuro takes his attack of op on the closest intellect devourer and activates amazing initative (1 Reaction + gaining 1 AP from amazing initiative)
2. Kuro is not capable of casting
3. Kuro does not move from his cover
4. Kuro does not cast any magic
5. Kuro attacks the closest group of morlocks shooting the bombards, my range is 550ft (1 ap)
6. does not move
7. attacks the same group of murlocks unless he managed to kill one with the first attack, if he did, he shoots for the next group of morlocks, aiming to disable the bombards by killing one creature and make them unable to efficently shoot.(1 ap)
8. does not move
9. continues with his plan to kill one morlock in each tower, if he manages this he just aims at the closest morlock(2 ap + mythic rapid shot)
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
where on the list will reactions be listed? on the same pseudo round as the action provoked? and we have 3 ap and a reaction right?
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
The ranged attack of opportunity, was directed at who exactly, me I assume?
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
And with how the battlefied is right now, my most effective strategy is far ranged bombardment like no just did.
In enclosed spaces I have different plans, nowhere near as effective, but i am called Archer for a reason.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
I didn't have a issue with the new combat rules last time, so im ok with their implementation.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
finally done with most of the unpacking, my posting may be a bit spotty for the next week or 2 though, so bare with me.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
surprise round action:
Kuro lower's his energy bow when the group on the west cliff prove's to be helpful. Inwardly happy to have other ally's in this situation, Kuro turn's his view back to the group Chimera's, unaware of their true name as Murlock's. they are truly disgusting visually, and even more gross with their treatment of human's. His heart almost stops in his chest when his eye's catch a glimps of the fire drake, his bow almost dispersing as his focus waver's.
"...I'm gonna need bigger arrow's..." he mutter's fishing into his pack and pulling out a wand.
umd, gravity bow:1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25
With the falling of the platform taking out the leader, Kuro plant's his great energy bow into the ground to stabilize his firing arc, a long slender arrow, more resembling a sword, appears in his hands. With practiced ease, Kuro draws the sword arrow back, arm's bulging, and eye's alight with his mythical power.
"I am...the bone of my sword" he mutter's under his breath, repeating his mantra again, eye's focused on the enemy, writing the 'history' of his arrow. He 'write's' a hatred of human like monster's into his bow's very being. finally, he let's his draw string snap back into place, sending his large arrow shooting across the gorge, a spear of blue light. About halfway through the arrow's flight, it split's into 6 separate arrow's all poised to spear they enemy down.
i attack with all three actions, direction my attacks at MORLOCK HELLION if he is still alive, if not i attack the strongest morlock still alive. i add my psystrike ability to the first arrow that hit's. then i spend my psionic focus to add my psystrike again to the 4th arrow which i get by then using a mythic power to gain another attack that bypasses all DR and cover. then use mythic rapid shot to shot 2 more arrows
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Currently moving, I might be silent for a little while, but I'll try to get a post in today, bot me as needed.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Sebecloki wrote:
The party of a dozen or so beings are of largely similar appearance, as if they were derived from the same race, despite their various sets of distinctive characteristics.
Beside for significant exceptions, the pale-skinned creatures are slightly shorter in stature than a human male.
Their taut skin is of an unsettling hue that might be compared with bone or the tainted white of a broken egg shell. This pallid dermis is tightly wrapped around a muscular, yet wiry frame, the physical profile of a hunter, not an arena warrior. The slightly hobbling gait of the creatures emphasizes the proportional mismatch of their large, long, and lean feet and arms.
Their large red eyes glow with a fiendish light that presents an almost perfect imitation of the powerful flames kindles atop the watch towers.
Large, bat like ears flicker, as if possessed of independent consciousnesses, each scanning the darkness.
The sheer surface of heads as hairless as their pale bodies complete the profile of their twisted forms.
All wear strange, archaic garments unlike those worn today in the Tablelands, flowing linen skirts whose folds are arranged in an intricate bevy of imbricated rows, resembling something like the petals of a blossoming flower. To these garments are paired large torques, arm guards, and a variety of skull caps and other head gear, all highly ornamented with engravings and colored decoration of inlay or stone.
Kuro eye's bore into the group of...Chimera's he will call them from now. Their forms are alien and new, something he has yet to see, seem's like that's happening quite alot recently. By reflex, he presses against a large rock out of sight, before he slowly peek's over the right. His hand squeezes his crystal foci when he see's the condition of the man in their grasps, but his mind tempers his heart and keep's him from making his way over right away...
However his bow appears in his hands and he form's an arrow before notching it back and aiming at the beast's. Though he doesn't fire, he is already visualizing the nine point's an arrow can pierce to kill, more to get him in the right mind to take a life, then to actually fire.
"Slavathras is right..." Archer grunts, though it is obvious that the cloaked man does not like what he is seeing.
These target's are repeated over and over through his head, eye's flickering to and fro the locations on the monster's bodies. waiting for his companions to chime in before another action is taken. However, his concentration is broken when Slavathras reveals the appearance of a new group close enough to speak. Mind already prepared for a fight, the energy bow is whirled around and aimed in the new group's general direction. His hood, Cowl, and Cloak billowing around in a tornado of red.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Kuro gasps when the full content's of the vault is revealed to them. it's enormous, the secrets held in this place could occupy a scholar for year's. he's so stunned that he doesn't notice the other's moving ahead of him until they are all almost done collecting their gear. he hurries inside, looking around wildly, after a few minute's he realizes he's nowhere near the entrance and is now lost.
"...Damn it... He mutter's, he has no time to look for something now, he's got to find his way back before they leave him in here. For the next few minute's, Kuro walks down the long hall way's and takes random twists and turns. His stunted psychic abilities probing the area for his companions, washing over nearby containers and getting a ping back.
"....?" Kuro raise's his eyebrow's at the feedback he get's, skulking over to one of the container's and pulling out a single clear gemstone. he rolls it around in his hand, watching how the crystal refracts light and softly suckles on his psychic energy. Curiosity piqued, he feed's the crystal more energy, and to his surprise, the energy forms a bow not unlike his mind blade.
Kuro marvels at the sight, this is a tremendous find...
Guess he knows what he's taking...
As soon as he finds a way out that is.
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The hot desert sand is a welcome sight to Kuro as they once again brave the desert to the diamond mine. The big pit however...is not.
Kuro slowly makes his way forward to the edge of the gorge, contemplating dropping a rock.
"Is there any plan's to scout ahead? I can see what i can do if that is the plan."
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
What about a Crystal Bow?
CrystaL Bow:
Crystal Bow
Aura faint psychokinesis; ML 3rd
Slot weapon; Price 11,200 gp (+1), 44,800 gp (+2), 100,800 gp (+3); Weight 2 lbs.
DESCRIPTION
A crystal bow looks like a crystalline bow with no string and comes in short, medium, and long varieties. A soulknife with the soulbolt archetype, or anyone else with the ability to manifest a mind bolt, channels their mind bolt through the crystal bow when summoning it. This does not otherwise alter the action needed to summon a mind bolt, the summoner must simply be wielding the crystal bow and choose to manifest the mind bolt through the bow. For those using their mind bolt in a long variety, the crystal bow need only be on the character’s body to channel the mind bolt through the crystal bow; he does not need to actually wield the bow.
Crystal bows have 45 hit points and a hardness of 15.
When a mind bolt is manifested in this fashion, the enhancement bonus and the maximum enhancement bonus of the mind bolt is increased by the enhancement bonus of the crystal bow, although any enhancement bonus above +5 is lost.
Crystal bows may only be made with a +1, +2, or +3 enhancement bonus.
the enhancement bonus would be up to you, but that doesn't matter so much, just wanna know so i can think up a story for it.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
wow, this is quitw a choice, i might need some time to make a real choice and come up with a reason to have it.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
I was speaking to Dalman Ba'al-Haddad, Slavathras insinuated he was hiding something.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
As his companions all are blessed one by one, Kuro feel's his apprehension grow more and more. To gain power in this way, it seem's...less fulfilling, adding that it's coming from a powerful defiler makes it even worse. But the worst part is Kuro can't bring himself to out-right refuse despite all that. Power comes at steep price, no matter what it is gained from. Strength and discipline come at the cost of blood, sweat, and tears. Magical power comes at the cost countless days reading, studying the world and it's mysteries. Kuro can't help but shudder at the thought of what this power will cost him, his life?
To the boy's distorted mind, his life has no true value, saving other's for nothing in return has been his own ironic saving grace. Kuro can feel it, the suffocating power now rolling off his companions. His pragmatism forcing him to evaluate how useful and grand such power would be to accomplish his goal's...
This power would definitely allow him to jump start his quest, it could allow him more freedom then he has ever gotten, save everyone...
...But what would he lose? Does working with an evil to defeat a greater evil excuse the very act of working with a clear evil? Kuro doesn't think so...who's to say the moment they finish this mission, that Falcuun can't just take his power back? or even worse, turn the wielder into a puppet?
Unluckily, this long introspective stops Kuro from refusing before Falcuun bath's him in his power.
It hit's the boy like a truck, his lean muscles bulging as his vein's are set alight by the raw, oily substance that is a defiler's power. it's disgusting, a bile rising in the ranger's throat. soon however, the feeling fades away, Kuro left panting to himself. he looks to the ground, inspecting his tanned calloused hands and letting this power waft from a palm before dismissing it.
Kuro is heavily conflicted...but in the end, he'll do whatever it takes to get him closer to his impossible dream, that unreachable utopia. this power will be a mean's to his ends, nothing more, Falcuun might regret this.
With a calming breath, he opens his eye's and stare's piercingly at the man
Slavathras has called out.
"If you are withholding information, it would be in you're best interest to speak up and share it if you desire a world without Kalid-Ma...Please"
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
The shouting happening from over yonder catches Kuro's eye's. It seem's they will be moving out soonish if the conversation between the bard and
Nalcaros is anything to take note of. Kuro inwardly sighs, letting his gaze leave his technical boss and his two companions, searching the room. After a few second's he notice's three being's he didn't see arrive, a Dwarf, Kreen, and a woman.
"when did they get here...?" He thinks curiously to himself, staring for a bit to long before he realizes what he was doing and turn's back to his companions. "...i gotta stop doing that"
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Kuro slide's up To Malkaer and Shizuka, the only familiar face's that remain here with him. The boy's face remains in the grim frown he gain from the silver ship's appearance. Though it says nothing of how he really feels about this situation. it honestly seem's like he's stuck between a rock, a hard place, and a wall.
His mind race's, thinking of all the potential fall-outs of doing this for Falcuun, along with all the certain fall-outs for letting Kalid-Ma re enter this world uncontested. It burn's Kuro inside, having to choose between two clear evil's in a situation. It's just yet another action that show's the distorted lad that he hasn't become a Ally of Justice, that his dream is still far off.
But Kuro's face stay's as stone, un-moving in it's grim acceptance of this quest.
"...You'll have my bow on you're side, i'd hope to have you're assistance in return?" Kuro asks of the two, mind still racing.
"Though maybe there is a third way out of this...?" Kuro muses inwardly
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
"What in all the hell's is that??" Kuro speaks as the strange metal dragon start's descending on the ruin's. His heart shakes inside of his chest, this is all happening much to fast to accurately take it all in. He turns back to Falcuun when the ship disappears, his eye's narrowing.
"...this already wasn't good, now it might have gotten worse..."
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Kuro, for not the first time today, feel's like he has entered another world. These happening too strange to be real. Falcuun not only being from ages long passed, but his form as a undead dragon of some kind being even worse.
The bards taunting makes the young ranger grimaces, seeing no point in it. however the awakening of a long dead sorcerer kin-er-Queen...is something that can't be ignored. already, his mind drifts to the cries of terror, the begging for help, and the unjust rule of a godlike being returning to Athas.
He let's out a quiet tremble before steeling his body and mind after a quick moment. He moves to step up, before stopping when Falcuun start's creating images....
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
it's not a issue of the game of players for me, i've been rapid job searching for the past week, im sorry for my lack of posting recently. personally i love where this is going, i just haven't been able to get an accurate read on what's really been happening, adding to the fact that i'm trying to grasp what i can really say or add at the moment. but ive decided to just do inner monologues if there is nothing to add to a convo from now on.
when it comes down to it, i just havent had the time to sit down and really think about my next move, but my time has now cleared up so i should be good now.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
Moving first, Kuro calmly walks up to the base of the throne and lay's down his bow with care, un-slinging his arrow's and making sure they are all nicely tucked in and in no danger of falling out. The new voice joining them does not help the growing headache cause by the psychic stone's riddling the place, but he pushes past it to speak clearly.
He offer's his companions a smile, belaying his own nervousness.
"I am Archer...I'm not important enough for a title" the boy say's, as polite as he can manage, before moving to ascend up to the Throne.
Male Human Spell-less Ranger/4 - Soul Knife(War Soul)/4 - Fort +7 Ref +8 Will +4 (+2 racial bonus on saving throws against fear and despair effects.) - WP 32/32 VP 28/28
This whole trip is beginning to fall apart and it's barely been an hour. The elf moving away from the group is a bit suspicious, but the reply of Nalcaros to Shizuka catches his attention more.
'He speaks as if he would prefer we be attacked...' Kuro thinks with a small frown, keeping a hand on his bow. His hawk like eye's staring thousands of feet out in all directions, the storm put into the back of his head.
