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*hugs Kartari back* ... I just realized there's two r's in your name...
Hope everyone is doing okay, I've put this off for far too long and I think it's best I bow out of this game ( and others I'm on), I just keep forgetting to come to the forums to check and post and when I do I just post the bare minimum, It's become a chore that I don't look forward to, and me not posting and holding things up isn't fair to the other players or the GM. Nothing against any of you, absolutely not, you're the best. *hugs Katari* *hugs Mark*
Sorry for my absence, got Covid (again) and it made a mess of me trying to remember what all I was doing or what my schedule was.
Annnd my gameplay post got nommed, I have no recollection of what I posted >_< Anywho, Level 8 +7 HP
Hag Fortitude Rank 2, Immune to Poison
"So, are we finally done with this place, and can go shower now?" Naught calls up to her friends who were still engaged with combat.
Breathing hevily she cranes her head and gives Sookie a wide grin before calling out to those above. "Again! Again!"
"Huh? I think it had something," she remarks as her head drops for a moment to look at the gory flotsam before turning her attention back above, hopping a little bit in intensity.
"Thanks, love!" Naught calls up to Aliseya as she sees the Wight flail down towards, prompting her to pounce onto it with her claws reflexively. Her brain only registering what Christoph warned after...
Yay!
"Can you throw it down here?" Naught calls up as everything goes to s$!$.
Gratz!
”Whats going on up there? Is there good silence or bad silence after that?” Naught calls out to those above.
"Yeah, you got this!" Naught calls out to the gremlins above.
Sorry for my absence, got the you-know-what.
"Tell me about it," Naught calls out to Zelda before focusing her eyes on Aliseya "Was remembering stuff, or changing the past... I'unno, didn't like it neither which way." When they come to an impasses and the dancer has to tragically hand the storyteller over to Sookie, Naught was only slightly disheartened. Only slightly. "I think I'll be good enough to climb in a sec, just let me stretch a bit," she tells the therapist. While making no motion to actually get up, mind you.
”Only my everywhere.” Naught responds.
"Are you skilled in invasive surgery used in the removal of cursed parasites?" Naught mumbles while rubbing her head, her tendrils drunkenly writhing and patting Aliseya affectionally.
Sorry for the delay, keep forgetting to check the forums >_<
Stilled, Naught begins sluggishly twitching as Aliseya carries her before she groans. "F-ffff-f+!!. I hate this this place." she murmurs.
"Terror increasing. Increasing..."
Despite her instincts telling her otherwise Naught let’s Aliseya lead her to the doorway behind the others. ”Thanks Ali. I’m strong AND terrified.” Naught manages to reply, a her words a reflex to subdue the dread.
”I don’t know, something’s not right, this isn’t right. There’s something bad behind that door.” Naught quickly mumbles as she stops moving, Aliseya’s attempt to calm the storyteller having some success as she gently and gratefully take’s her lover’s hand.
Thankies! ^w^
Naught reflexively hops in after Aliseya. "Brrrrrr, like kneeing bricks. Really cold bricks." Another comment was lost on her tongue as she felt, or rather smelt the door and what laid behind. "I don't know... this was a bad idea..." she says while taking a step back further away from the door.
Naught listened quietly as Aliseya explains her heritage, her aberrant eyes flicking like a hawk inbetween their comrades as she waits to see their reactions. When the conversation moves on Naught nods and sighs. ”Agreed, I hate this place. I’d settle for a warm bed or fresh straw pile but tonight? Tonight I’m being greedy, warm bath to soak in! My tendrils are getting uncomfortably greasy.”
"Rude! Naught said reflexively. "I mean I'm curious too, but still, can't just ask people stuff like that."
Naught stops her antics when she hears and feels Aliseya's words, staring in awe again at the Dancer's magic. It even managed a deep clean under nails! Afterwards she spins and hugs the Dancer. "Best girlfriend ever!"
The adrenaline wearing Naught begins to flail her hands in the opposite direction of her comrades. "Gross! Gross gross gross!"
*nods nods* What Katari said.
"Nope, back down you go." Naught quips before frantically slashing at the fungal menace with her free hand.
"What's that about a new minion?" Naught calls back without taking her eyes off the remaining foe.
But distracted nontheless was she.
Ahhh I had remembered the bless but apparently forgot the IC, sorry Istivan!
Caught inbetween giggling and cackling naught loads another pebble and lets it fly towards the next offending fungi.
Translator no work for that string of words XD
Naught flexes her fingers as her hair stands on end, or it would if she had any, instead the tendrils atop her head fidget and stretch as Aliseya blesses her. "Wow! Thanks, love." Naught says with a teeth showing grin as she loads up the swing to take aim at the nearest fungal foe.
Sweet! And ah sorry, I misread the map and thought I was in the back and couldn't see them.
"Sweet! Thanks Ali!" Naught says with glee as she takes the sling and bullets from the dancer in her trance. "Prepare to meet pebbly death, non-fun guys!" she calls out as she loads the sling.
Naught throws her hands up and growls in frustration as Rhia reveals the monsters dissolve flesh
"Is it okay to hit THESE?" Naught calls out, not really looking forward to the prospect of her claws melting off.
Naught saunters over and grabs the rope as Zelda clambers up after Christoph.
"What? I'm fine I'm fine, it was just an overgrown serving of jam," Naught tries to say before her brain turns off as Aliseya kisses her, causing the life and warmth to immediately rush back to her face, healing helping notwithstanding. Standing there drunkenly for a moment she comes to her senses once she realizes the Dancer is still casting spells. "Oh? Oh!" she lets out before twirling around, looking over her mended outfit and armor. "Thank you, Ali!"
At first caught off guard and fretting being taken shopping by Aliseya, she was always so enthusiastic about it to the point that Naught would get flustered from the attention and options to choose from, her eyes soon look on to the droplets of blood falling from the Dancer's palms. "Ali! You're hurt!" Naught squeaks before grabbing one of her palms and brining it up to her lips. Though muffled everyone is pretty sure the storyteller tried to shout Medic! while sucking on the wound in an attempt, in her head, to keep it clean.
”I really, truly hate this place.” Naught says while face down on the floor after being yanked free. ”Also love you guys, appreciate ya.”
Horror I can handle (and punch). Math? Not so much.
*nods* The Hardness and Item HP rules are spooky and scary and I've avoided them in every game I've ever played.
Good gods... Ali must take you shopping! *frets*
"Augh, No, NOPE, NADA." Naught growls as she struggles against the licoriced pseudopod.
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