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Oh, this looks fun! I am definitely interested. For the class levels, would Aberrant Aegis (From Psionics Expanded) be acceptable? Would be good for an Eldritch theme, and I have a fitting character concept in mind that would fit well with it. Is the molding of the creature purely mental stimuli? Thinking about more cruel treatments, comparable to torture.
While the inspiration for Endbringer, Nameless and La Siréene Dorée came partly out of the idea of a character who dehumanized everyone else, but at the same time was a better person for it (And a lot of other things, some much to personal to bring up here), the reason I wanted to write them as characters in a pbp is character development - Nameless was very much made for character development, but I did not decide preemptively how he would develop as a character, my goal to let the character development happen as natural as possible within the campaign. I am glad to say La Siréene Dorée developed in a way I did not predict, and in some ways it was even the opposite of what I predicted. I want to thank you Network, and everyone else who participated in this campaign, for the wonderful experience it has been. Network, you are the best GM I have had. Thanks for including La Siréene in the campaign the way you did - With La Siréene's reanimation, with Endbringer, with Maria right there at the end - that made me really happy! My name is Jakob, 22, and I am a Swedish lecturer about Asperger’s Syndrome. I am a writer first, roleplayer second, and this campaign has indeed been an interesting experience for me. If I ever play with you again, it will most likely be as a female PC, as my protagonists usually are. Caromarc, Sandru, Ianez, Quinn, Blackacre and Network - my love to you all. It would be great to play with you again.
Ianez comes forward, and La Siréene embraces him. "I don't think I understand you either, Ianez, but I'm glad we met." Following the example of Caromarc and Ianez, she says a few words to her friends. "Phoebe - You have found a new way to define yourself. Congratulations. And good luck." "Agnes - Thank you. I personally enjoyed your talents, vis a vis my past. It was helpful." "Darling, Quinn - it's been fun." She gives him a hug and a playful kiss on the cheek. "Dear Sandru - I'm pleased to have been with you as you have grown and changed, and to have had you with me as I have done the same." She places hand on his shoulder, giving him a smile both happy and sad. "Thank you, for carrying me when I could not walk." She embraces him. "I quite enjoyed our philosophical quandaries." La Siréene draws her hand across Caromarc's cheek, over his patchwork skin. "Dear Jornel, we have a bond, yes. I'd be happy to consider you a sibling, a brother. I want ask you for a favor, however. I think I need to stay here for a while, sort through my past here, and what has occurred this night. I need to consider what I have been, what I am, and what I may become. While I probably won't have any difficulty finding lodgings here now, I'd like to ask to live with you for a while, or otherwise intrude upon your hospitality, while I decide what I should be. You have my word I will care for Olivia to the best of my ability." Finally, she turns to Blackacre, giving him an energetic embrace. "Mad man. If you are going to face Volst, I, too, would be happy to fight at you side." "You all helped me with what was left of my past, and for that I am grateful. I've been glad for your company."
Hareton's soul descends, through space and through time, finding closure. He finds peace, and Olivia lives on, both here and there, now and then. Hareton. He made me, as I am now, possible, in so many ways. Gave me opportunities. He created so much potential, both good and bad. Many will remember the bad. I will remember it all. Both the good and the bad. I will remember him as human, neither a villian nor hero. "Rest in peace, Hareton." As they descend the remains of the tower, and land on the ground, La Siréene places a hand on the mass of the Void Creature, affectionately. It accepts the gesture loyally, faithfully remaining with its mistress, until it fades away. As it disappears, La Siréene looks to the remains of Madchën Sabina. Gone now. Too bad, she was fun. La Siréene looks around at and thinks about the people around her, their happiness, their sadness, their goals and dreams. I wonder what happens now. What do you say, Shadow Sibling? คุณต้องการคนเหล่านี้-La Siréene-คุณรักพวกเขาขณะที่พวกเขาเรียกมันว่า? เรียน Sandru รัก Jornel, คนบ้าที่รักควินน์ Gastnicht เก่าดี Undercommon:
Do you need these people, -La Siréene-? Do you love them, as they call it? Dear Sandru, Dear Jornel, the Mad Man, darling Quinn, good old Gastnicht? La Siréene is still for a few moments as she watches her friends. I like them. Being with them has been lovely. But I do not need them. แล้ว-La-Siréene-คุณสามารถทำสิ่งที่คุณต้องการ คุณสามารถเดินทางไปกับคนบ้าที่ช่วยต่อสู้กับศัตรูที่เป็นอมตะของเขา คุณสามารถอยู่กับหนึ่งในเพื่อนของคุณ คุณสามารถอยู่ที่นี่ใน ustalav เป็นมนุษย์หรือ aasmiar อาศัยอยู่ชีวิตของคุณ คุณสามารถทำให้ตัวเองเป็นผู้นำคนใหม่และผู้ปกครองของชั่วลูกชั่วหลานเหล่านี้นำ ทางพวกเขาในสถานที่ madchen ของ Sabina อะไรก็ตามที่คุณรู้สึกว่าคุณต้องการที่จะทำ ฉันเชื่อว่าฉันและสิ่งมีชีวิตที่เป็นโมฆะและโอลิเวียรักคุณอย่างไม่มีเงื่อนไข เราจะตามคุณสนับสนุนคุณและให้คุณมีชีวิตอยู่อย่างดีที่สุดเท่าที่เราสามารถทำได ้ เราต้องการให้คุณเป็นผู้หญิงที่มีความสุข คุณสร้างเรา ไม่ได้คนเดียวบางที แต่คุณใส่สัมผัสสุดท้ายเมื่อเราและเราให้ตัวเราให้คุณในขณะนี้ บางทีผมไม่ควรพูดให้พวกเขา - หรือบางทีฉันควรจะเป็นเสียงของพวกเขา เรารักคุณแม่. Undercommon:
Then, -La Siréene-, you can do whatever you wish. You can travel with the mad man, help battle his immortal foe. You can be with one of your friends. You can stay here in ustalav, as a human or aasmiar, living out your life. You could make yourself the new leader and guardian of these drow, guiding them in Madchën Sabina's place. Whatever you feel you want to do.
I believe I, and the Void Creature, and Olivia, love you unconditionally. We will follow you, support you, and keep you alive, as best we can. We want you to be happy, mistress. You created us. Not alone, perhaps, but you put the final touches on us, and we give ourselves to you now. Maybe I shouldn't speak for them - or maybe I should be their voice. We love you, mother. As La Siréene quietly takes this is, she feels the Shadow Sibling laugh. ผมยังไม่สามารถส่วนตัวดูแลเกี่ยวกับมนุษย์เหล่านี้หรือเพื่อนของคุณ ฉันเพียงต้องการให้พวกเขามากที่สุดเท่าที่คุณทำรักพวกเขาเท่าที่คุณทำ แต่บางทีฉันสามารถดูแลฝูงแกะของคุณ. Undercommon: I still can’t personally care about these humans, or your friends. I only need them as much as you do, care about them to the extent you do. But perhaps I can care for your flock.
*Laughs* Much ado about nothing, as one could say. ^^ Still, this was a fun post to write. I have wanted to write a post-Shadow Sibling summoning spell for a long while now. On another note, this has been a pretty epic battle. Oh damn, just now realized my mistake with the positioning... sorry, Network. *Edit* I have now changed La Siréene's post so it better fits with where you placed the Void Creature on the battle mat.
As La Siréene casts her spell, summoning circles appear around her wrists - only to change, warp, into other shapes, her left hand surrounded by binary, her right by shadows, billowing like smoke. She brings them together in front of her, and then slowly pulls them apart, as if clawing a tear in reality itself. From her open arms, a shadow flies across the lab, landing close to the Avatar, where it takes form. The shape is the same, insectile legs, massive bulk, tremendous second mouth, but no longer does it have a greyish hide, instead the entire outside of the creature is black and without clear texture, the collection of red eyes, the sight of flesh within the two mouths and the massive collection of sharpness within these mouths the only color upon the mass.
Hareton's body has failed. But he was already gone. Everything that made him Hareton had been removed or altered, leaving him merely a tasteless extension of this Urgothoa, mistress of undead, master of constructs without potential. She dares empty my world of interesting creatures. La Siréene walks over to the Void Creature, gives it a spell, and a command. "Rip her apart."
La Sireene considers what had been the manservant. She considers Caromarc, fighting with all his might to free Hareton from himself. However, her thoughts are also elsewhere. "Immune to magic... in his current shape, there is not much I can do to Hareton. Tch. An Aqeous Orb would be perfect right about now. Summoning, then..." ใช้ฉัน ผมขอปรับเปลี่ยนการสะกดของคุณ ให้ฉันช่วยให้คุณสามารถเรียกรวมตัวกันของโมฆะ. Undercommon:
Use me. Let me alter your spell. Let me help you summon a manifestation of the void. Once again, La Siréne considers Hareton. Very well. I accept.
@Sandru - What is 'pa'? Power Attack, probably.
La Siréene casts at Hareton, surrounding his real body with a pale blue glow, outlining him. "He is displaced, his image and his body at separate locations. That won't protect him, now. Attack."
Understanding Hareton’s defense, La Siréene raises her hand. "Do not attack Hareton - he's protected - wait for my signal."
La Siréene grabs her pendant, almost defensively. No. Mine. โอ้? และทำไมคุณต้องการหรือไม่ โล่ร่างกายได้อย่างไร Undercommon:
Oh? And why do you want it? Its physical shield?. La Siréene hesitates. No… it’s always there. Where my mind is, where my consciousness is, it is. It… is an anchor, for my existence. Yet… this construct wants to give his body to the mind of another being. He asks if I can understand that. La Siréene slips of the pendant, holding it up for but a moment, considering it. ”Yes, I do. I understand.” La Siréene places Olivia’s heart within the manservant.
Sandru, dear Sandru, is back. It feels... right.
La Siréene looks at the unconscious form of Agnes, spread on the table. She turns to look at the levitating shape at the far end of the room. "Hello. Is that you, Hareton?"
"Of course, Ianez," La Siréenee smiles. "I have, however, but one summoning remaining, so I will not use it preemptively. Feel free to summon at your own leisure, Jornel."
As Jornel talks with his construct, exclaiming that which La Siréene was contemplating, something happens within her. Yes! Yes it does! It does matter, because I have decided that it does! On my terms! La Siréene turns around on the staircase, facing Caromarc. And there is a smile. A faint one, slightly sad, but affectionate. "Come, then, Jornel. We'll make what just happened the kind of incident one survives."
As Hergelund falls, La Siréene steps forward and catches hold of his shoulder to support him, then gently lets him down on the floor, leaving him to rest. As she stands before the Tower out of Time, contemplating the situation, the event occurred. La Siréene raises her hand, as if to catch Sandru herself ... and sees his end, sees he and Pheobe burn, next to and in contrast with her still outstretched hand, suddenly so strange, so unreal. She lets her hand fall back to her side, still looking towards the place where she last saw Phoebe and Sandru. Dear Sandru no longer exists. She blinks. "Remarkably similar to the death of my last body. Acting without even considering that it might be the end." Was that the kind of sky rending, flesh disintegrating death one comes back from? Does it make a difference? La Siréene follows Quinn up the stairs.
La Siréene looks between the coffin and Hergelund, and makes her decision. She takes a step closer to Hergelund, , observing him carefully, discreetly drawing upon her power.
@La Siréene - I think maybe Giant Dragonfly gets a Reflex save to avoid the ice? Actually, it gets a reflex save to stop the ice from forming, which I will not have it take. It is useful, and La Siréene could walk over there and Stone Shape a prison for the vampire, within the ice, where it would be stuck for a few hours, then cease to exist. Of course, if anyone wants her to do that, you'll have to ask/convince her to do so. All characters present have seen that she has access to Stone Shape, after all. Hm. At least, I think so - stone shape doesn't really list the possibility of using the spell aggressively. Am I misinterpreting the spell?
La Siréene raises an eyebrow as the Caromarc encases her creature and sphere of flame in ice, but passes no comment, instead drawing out her inherent power into her fingertips, walking around Blackacre, stopping next to the remaining vampire and placing her hand upon his throat to temporatily remove him from the world of the ambulatory.
Hah! When I summon a creature mainly to disrupt and be in the way and be immune to mind-affecting, I roll d20's that would, for my Void Creature, have been a confirmed crit for 8d6+32. I am amused.
La Siréene chuckles, amused at the vampire lords many cries of indignation. Then, she completes her summoning, calling forth a massive insectile creature, covered in a shimmering blue exoskeleton, at . Then, taking on her most infuriating smile, she casts a Flaming Sphere at the the Vampire Lord.
You are wrong. Quinn has Clustered Shot, that adds all those attacks together before counting DR.
On the other hand, do we think that they are "particularly vulnerable to bright light" for purposes of determining damage of searing light? YES. That is what Searing Light is for, the anti-vampire holy blast. They probably have some touch AC, but still definitely worth the risk. As for the patience, don’t worry, it is a delight playing with you. Sorry about the incessant nicknaming, by the way, but you did kind of bring it upon yourself.
Yeah... On a related note, I really dislike my current list of memorizations. I've completely failed to add sufficient utility...
La Siréene starts casting .
La Siréene observes the Vampire Lord impassively. So... we must fight. Either we fight Hergelund, pawn in our way... or we fight this vampire, the source. The option of as little of an impact or as big of an impact as possible. Heh. Mad man didn’t need time to think about that one. "The man without a will - the construct, if you will - was in our way as a cause of your meddling. That made it a choice between removing his presence, or your meddling." La Siréene looks at the idol. "I see. Is she your mistress?"
"I could Suggest him to fight the Domination. It would still be his willpower doing the work, though." Forcing someone to free themselves from control ...
With a sigh La Siréene summons a tiger, who consequently disappears. La Siréene casts on herself. "Let's go to Hareton." ... สิ่งที่เกี่ยวกับฉัน Undercommon:
...What about me? Shadow Sibling? ถ้าคุณมีสิทธิในสิ่งที่ฉันเป็นสิ่งที่ผิด, ความคิดที่ล้าสมัย ฉันจำเป็นต้องมีการเปลี่ยนแปลงที่จะพัฒนาขึ้น แต่ฉันไม่ทราบวิธีการ ผมไม่ทราบวิธีการที่จะมีชีวิตอยู่. Undercommon:
If you are right, what I am is wrong, an obsolete mentality. I need to change, I need to evolve, but I do not know how. I do not know how to live. ... La Siréene waits, taken aback. คุณสามารถสอนฉัน-La Siréene-? คุณสามารถแสดงให้ฉันดูวิธีการเปลี่ยนวิธีการที่จะมีชีวิตอยู่ Undercommon:
Can you teach me, -La Siréene-? Can you show me how to change, how to live? La Siréene smiles. I am willing to try.
Alright, sorry about the huge amount of text recently - this stuff needed to get out of the way for the finale. I'll keep the massive monologues with myself to a minimum. I don't know if it actually bothered you, I'm just kind of anxious about stuff like that.
La Siréene looks towards Olivia, as she asks for Hareton to be stopped. Volst, as he show signs of being overrun. You are wrong. ... ฉันขอโทษ Undercommon:
...I beg your pardon? You are some aspect of what I used to be, perhaps from the moments after La Siréene's second iteration ended and before her third iteration began, but you are not who I am. I am what you would call a thinking individual, yes, but in identifying as La Siréene, even at the risk of my life, what I have chosen is the act of a construct - to prioritize another being before oneself. You are partially right - I cannot relate to constructs like constructs do, but I can still care about them, in my own way, and thus I evolve, I change, into something else. That is how you grow, you see. You take the pain, you persevere, and you use the experience to become something else. It is how Nameless came to be, and it is how he ceased to be. I am La Siréene now. I live, and I evolve. La Siréene looks down, towards the ground. It is the only way. If you let pain win, if you cannot evolve, you are as dead as Endbringer. La Siréene raises her head, looks towards the sky. Lets go see if Hareton can win over his pain. She notices the Bone Golem, and smiles to herself. But first, this little distraction ... La Siréene raises her hands, and darkness billows around her hands as she starts casting .
La Siréene turns towards Olivia, raises her hand, and calls down a Flame Strike, careful to hit her with the edge of the blast so as not to injure Elspeth.
La Siréene stares at her hand afterwards, contemplatively. No sadness, no sorrow. I am … unperturbed at seeing Olivia again. ของผู้หญิงแน่นอนสำหรับคุณคิดถูก คุณอยู่นอกเหนือความเศร้าโศกเกินกว่าความโศกเศร้าสำหรับสร้าง undercommon:
Of course Mistress, for you are a thinking being. You are beyond sorrow, beyond sadness for constructs.
La Siréene looks at her own form. To prioritize another being before oneself is a construct action…
… Wait. The summoning spell, it is not merely diminishing away, disappearing… it is being siphoned, drawing into her shape, as intangible shapes play around her wrists, eventually forming rows of binary … ”OhGHH –” … and once again, La Siréene’s vision goes green. UNSTABLE VOID ENERGIES SUCESSFULLY INTEGRATED INTO PATHETIC FLESH INTERFACE. CONNECTING … ”-HHHKCHT!” The metallic static once again ends La Siréene’s moan of pain, as the binary changes, morphing into darkness, so tangible as to appear material, curling around her hands. The world once again wavers before her eyes … ------ A shadow, empty. No texture, no body, no identity, no sex. La Siréene faces it, standing opposite of it, dressed in nothing but the heart resting on her chest. It stands still, at attention, patiently observing. La Siréene tenses first, then relaxes, observing the form for a few moments until she speaks up. ”Nameless? “ The empty form shakes its head. "ผมมีชื่อ ฉันพี่น้องเงา." Undercommon:
”I have name. I am the Shadow Sibling.” Pause, then the form nods to La Siréene. "ชื่อของคุณคือ La Siréene ฉันเป็น ... สร้างขึ้นจากคุณ บางแง่มุมของคุณสัมผัสได้ถึงความเป็นโมฆะ " Undercommon:
”Your name is La Siréene. I was… created, from you. Some aspect of you, touched by the void. “ Shadow Sibling makes a sweeping gesture. "คุณทราบตนเอง กับคุณคนอื่น ๆ ทั้งหมดจะเป็นโครงสร้าง บางทีคุณอาจจะพบพวกเขาที่น่าสนใจ; คุณดูเหมือนจะตะลุยในพวกเขา แต่พวกเขามีความสำคัญที่สุด คุณเป็นคนตัวเองเท่านั้นดังนั้นคุณต้องรักษาด้วยตนเอง เมื่อเป็นเช่นนั้นผมพยายามที่จะรักษาความปลอดภัยของคุณ. " Undercommon:
”You are self-aware. To you, all others are as constructs. Perhaps you find them interesting; you seem to dabble in them, but they are ultimately insignificant. You are the only self, so you must self-preserve. As such, I endeavor to guard you.” The Shadow Sibling bows deep before its mistress. "พรพระเจ้าของฉัน." Undercommon:
"Prosper, my god." ------- As La Siréene opens her eye, the darkness fades away, only leaving her body with a shadowy appearance. She looks around at her allies, sees that they do exist.
So… within my mind, you reside, then. จริง. Undercommon: Indeed.
You know what's even worse than not having the perfect spell memorized? HAVING the perfect spell memorized, but not realizing it at the time. I am looking at you, Liberating Command, which would have given me a +21 Escape Artist check as an immediate action versus the grapple the Ape put me in. How the hell did I not realize I could use that spell for the exact purpose I memorized it for? It is even specifically designed to work in a grapple!
La Siréene staggers as the hailstones hit, her magic waning, the shadows surrounding her flickering...
Ok, rules question: do I make separate concentration checks for each iteration of damage, or all the damage added up? The difference between one DC 20 Concentration check + one DC 29 Concentration check or one DC 34 Concentration check... On a relevant note: MAN it was a bad idea to put story relevance on whether La Siréene can cast a summoning spell or not...
La Siréene steps back to and starts casting . Bone Golem is the primary concern. Think about Olivia later...
Argh. I hate not having the correct spell memorized. This is my first time actually playing a memorizing caster, and the druid spell list is giving me difficulty. There have been a lot of thoughts along the lines of "next time, I’ll memorize this or that spell", which are then forgotten.
La Siréene grits her teeth in agitation. ”potentially, yes, but not currently, as I do not have such magic memorized.”
La Siréene holds her clockwork heart. Olivia. "Olivia! What do you want? Do you want it to end? Do you want "rest"?"
With a shrug of her shoulders, she replaces the sticks in her pouch until they are claimed by another. A strange conundrum. "Hello again, Phoebe. Hello again, Volst."
La Siréene reclaims the items stolen, and then climbs into the cart, handing Caromarc the Word Bottle and Void Dust before taking a seat and buckling herself in. "Would you kindly identify the properties of these items, Caromarc? La Siréene then takes out and considers the Dragonbane Divination Sticks.
As Quinn enters the strange vehicle, she hands him the bundle of eight sticks. "Place these on your person, darling - I believe they will be of help."
La Siréene raises a bemused eyebrow. "Nope. My life is always my own story. The variable is perspective. "
The game is afoot, then ... La Siréene observes carefully as Word Bottle is taken, attempting to grasp how it disappeared. "This time is as good as any to say that I did not figure out what the Word Bottle or the void dust is for. There were two minor items, some protective yeti fur and face paint to cause fear, not too important. There were some divination sticks, however, which when carried give some significant insight to danger, although the content of this insight is random." Items: These eight rune-engraved dragon bones may be used as a divine focus for augury. They add 5% to the chance to successfully cast augury and divination. The bearer of the set gains a +3 luck bonus on one type of saving throw (Fortitude, Reflex, or Will), determined randomly each day. This small opaque flask releases a thick stream of coarse white fur when opened. This fur creeps up the user's arm and across her entire body until she is completely covered in a tangled pelt. While coated with this fur she gains cold resistance 5, a +2 natural armor bonus to AC, and a +4 competence bonus on Stealth checks in areas of ice and snow. This fur sheds from her body after 24 hours, or can be removed early by soaking it in alcohol. The flask is expended after one use. This thimble-sized clay container of thick, moist face paint has enough material to paint streaks and whorls of any color on one creature's face. Once applied, the wearer can, as a swift action, make the paint rearrange itself into a ghastly mélange of colors, making her appearance momentarily disturbing and hideous. The wearer chooses one creature who can see her painted face within 30 feet to be affected by cause fear (DC 11). Once the paint is used in this fashion, it loses all magic and becomes normal face paint. Once applied, the wearer has 24 hours to use the paint's magic; otherwise it fades away.
La Siréene closes her eyes, extends her limbs and spins gently in balletic movements as she descends beside Sandru, her thin, short, lithe build next to his massive physique.
"Well done. Dica." Now we'll see what else the playful puppetmaster has in mind ...
La Siréene laughs as she starts to ascend. "Why, thanks, Sandru! Now, lets try - up."
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