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Phoenix lands in the gap betwixt the flames. Ahh yes. He clucks, dragging his talons through the dry, red dust. I have made many last stands against impossible odds in geography very similar to this. Last stands for my enemies... He clucks suavely.
Phoenix stirs in Shel's arms. One chicken eye opens, and he beholds the pile of corpses strewn all about him. He sighs heavily and closes his eye. This was not the first time he had been consumed by elemental rage, only to awaken surrounded by the bodies of those who would harm the spirit realm. He could only hope he did not harm any innocent's in the cataclysmic destruction he rained down upon the evil and weak.
Yeah I don't know where anyone is
Ever the dramabird, Phoenix does his best to look sufficiently dead as the lights go out. No doubt if the hairless bipeds thought him slain, they would whip themselves into a frenzy to avenge their beloved water spirit.
The thrum of the wardrums atop the tower beat in Phoenix's superior chicken ears. He feels the agitation of the spirits around him as the vile orcs spread their evil song. I know what I must do. Phoenix clucks, walking over to Imara's bag and rummaging around inside it, withdrawing his head to reveal another of Imara's hoop-shaped fireworks strung round his neck like an oversized necklace. On this day, water, air, and fire spirits unite!
Time slows almost to a crawl as the crude axe flies through the air towards the mighty Phoenix. The water spirit casually leans to the side as the weapon hurtles past him, missing him by a hairsbreadth. Phoenix looks to his attacker and clucks in amusement. Summoning a tsunami of power, Phoenix bids the trap door to open! He then takes a step back and chicken dives majestically off the tower, landing like a feather upon the ground.
Does the trapdoor Phoenix can see appear to his chicken eyes to be locked or barred?
In other news, happy 1 year anniversary, everybody.
I'm fine with whatever you want to do.
I'm fine with that.
Hmm. Have you been able to eliminate the child as a suspect for sabotaging your appliances? Seems awfully convenient that they would come down with a fever and be unavailable for an interview about the crimes...
Phoenix the Magnificent takes to the skies! His powerful wings take him up the insurmountable sides of the tower and he lands on the top, keen chicken eyes surveying the top of the tower.
Disguise, you say? Phoenix clucks, raising a sly, feathered eyebrow. Ambush? Yes, yes. The mighty Phoenix has such talents. Phoenix runs around the base of the locked tower, looking for a window through which a perfectly normal, every day chicken with no espionage in mind might gain entrance into the tower.
Phoenix jumps on to Imara's shoulder and starts pecking at her hair, intent on determining if she is the real deal or some kind of shadow-spawn.
Phoenix unleashes a mighty scream, his majestical vocal chords returning the beautiful rogue from the shadow realm to whence she was banished.
Phoenix uses forgotten chicken echolocation techniques to suss out where the rogue had gone. Swallowed up by orcish magics?
Phoenix screams when Imara vanishes and launches himself towards her last known location.
Phoenix identified the scabbard so you can look at the spoiler.
Moving is the worst.
Phoenix inserts one of his prized wolf whiskers into the magical scabbard and withdraws it again. Light reflects off the whisker as the mighty water spirit holds it aloft, a keen, razor-sharp edge honed into the whisker by the scabbard's magic. Behold! With this blade, I shall conquer the world!
Phoenix flutters from the saddlehorn to land on the sleeping Storm, taking the opportunity to pluck one of the savage beasts whiskers for use at a later time.
Forward! Phoenix screams from his perch on the saddlehorn. Into the breach!
Phoenix flutters over to Rory and lands in the halflings lap as yet another of his companions retreats from the fray. Behold! Phoenix the cavalier! He clucks, attempting to seize the reigns with his beak. How do you operate this thing? Forward, mighty steed!
What? Where are you going? The enemy is the OTHER way! Get closer so I can peck them with my beak! Phoenix squawks when Ovril retreats and flutters over to land on Imara's head. While Ovril is taking a beating, shel cannot help him while she is focusing on hexing Imara. She draws a scroll of protection for Ovril and continues dancing and chanting to maintain protection on Imara.
Buffs: Buffs: Protective Luck (Imara): Whenever that creature is targeted by an effect that requires an attack roll, including weapon attacks, the attacker must roll twice and take the worse result. Bless (All): Bless fills your allies with courage. Each ally gains a +1 morale bonus on attack rolls and on saving throws against fear effects. [/ooc].
S%$!. Sorry Ovril, I didn't see you got hit or Shel would have done something different. I blame the heat wave.
Shel moves again and casts her protective hex on Imara as the elf no doubt readies herself to tear into the disabled orcs. Phoenix crows from Ovril's shoulder as the fortuneteller closes in on the orcs.
Buffs: Protective Luck (Imara): Whenever that creature is targeted by an effect that requires an attack roll, including weapon attacks, the attacker must roll twice and take the worse result. Bless (All): Bless fills your allies with courage. Each ally gains a +1 morale bonus on attack rolls and on saving throws against fear effects. Protection from Evil (Imara): First, the subject gains a +2 deflection bonus to AC and a +2 resistance bonus on saves. Both these bonuses apply against attacks made or effects created by evil creatures. Second, the subject immediately receives another saving throw (if one was allowed to begin with) against any spells or effects that possess or exercise mental control over the creature (including enchantment [charm] effects and enchantment [compulsion] effects, such as charm person, command, and dominate person). This saving throw is made with a +2 morale bonus, using the same DC as the original effect. If successful, such effects are suppressed for the duration of this spell. The effects resume when the duration of this spell expires. While under the effects of this spell, the target is immune to any new attempts to possess or exercise mental control over the target. This spell does not expel a controlling life force (such as a ghost or spellcaster using magic jar), but it does prevent them from controlling the target. This second effect only functions against spells and effects created by evil creatures or objects, subject to GM discretion. Third, the spell prevents bodily contact by evil summoned creatures. This causes the natural weapon attacks of such creatures to fail and the creatures to recoil if such attacks require touching the warded creature. Summoned creatures that are not evil are immune to this effect. The protection against contact by summoned creatures ends if the warded creature makes an attack against or tries to force the barrier against the blocked creature. Spell Resistance can allow a creature to overcome this protection and touch the warded creature.
After dipping his beak into the life-giving waters of the well, the mighty Phoenix flutters over to Ovril, landing on the fortune teller and pecking through the mans pockets. I know my next fortune is in here somewhere... After a moment, he withdraws the curative wand clutched in his beak. Pfhhnix! He crows around the magical item. In the mean time, Shel chants and casts her protective hex on the surrounded Imara.
Is Agrit back to 0 HP after the boulder damage?
Phoenix struts from the debris, wings spread wide. He looks over the wrecked house and scoffs. Had I been consulted on the construction of that house, it would stand a hundred boulders.
Avoiding boulders is a task beneath one so mighty as Phoenix. He has no quarrel with the stone spirits, anyways. The boulder bounces weakly off of Phoenix's mighty coat of feathers, any damage immediately being undone by the healing power of water.
Phoenix hops from Imara's head, flutters around the corner in a physics-defying aerial maneuver, and lands on the councilors head, bestowing upon her his mighty protective blessing. The orc the councilor faces staggers on his feet as the slicing wind from Phoenix's dazzling flight slam into him, nearly cutting him in twain. Shel follows from somewhere behind...
Buffs: Protective Luck (Sara): Whenever that creature is targeted by an effect that requires an attack roll, including weapon attacks, the attacker must roll twice and take the worse result. Bless (All): Bless fills your allies with courage. Each ally gains a +1 morale bonus on attack rolls and on saving throws against fear effects. Protection from Evil (Imara): First, the subject gains a +2 deflection bonus to AC and a +2 resistance bonus on saves. Both these bonuses apply against attacks made or effects created by evil creatures. Second, the subject immediately receives another saving throw (if one was allowed to begin with) against any spells or effects that possess or exercise mental control over the creature (including enchantment [charm] effects and enchantment [compulsion] effects, such as charm person, command, and dominate person). This saving throw is made with a +2 morale bonus, using the same DC as the original effect. If successful, such effects are suppressed for the duration of this spell. The effects resume when the duration of this spell expires. While under the effects of this spell, the target is immune to any new attempts to possess or exercise mental control over the target. This spell does not expel a controlling life force (such as a ghost or spellcaster using magic jar), but it does prevent them from controlling the target. This second effect only functions against spells and effects created by evil creatures or objects, subject to GM discretion. Third, the spell prevents bodily contact by evil summoned creatures. This causes the natural weapon attacks of such creatures to fail and the creatures to recoil if such attacks require touching the warded creature. Summoned creatures that are not evil are immune to this effect. The protection against contact by summoned creatures ends if the warded creature makes an attack against or tries to force the barrier against the blocked creature. Spell Resistance can allow a creature to overcome this protection and touch the warded creature.
Shel carries Phoenix nearer to the conflict but, unsatisfied with his familiars slow, earthbound movement, Phoenix lunches himself from the half-orcs arms and flies through the battered door of the shop, landing on the pointy-eared humans head. Her bravery in the face of the fearsome orc she faces surprises the water spirit. Shel had been one of the only competent primates he had ever met. Perhaps he judged the species too harshly? He crows from his perch atop the rogue and his magnificent, terrifying presence strikes horror into the heart of the green beast she faces.
Buffs: Protective Luck (Imara): Whenever that creature is targeted by an effect that requires an attack roll, including weapon attacks, the attacker must roll twice and take the worse result. Bless (All): Bless fills your allies with courage. Each ally gains a +1 morale bonus on attack rolls and on saving throws against fear effects. Protection from Evil (Imara): First, the subject gains a +2 deflection bonus to AC and a +2 resistance bonus on saves. Both these bonuses apply against attacks made or effects created by evil creatures. Second, the subject immediately receives another saving throw (if one was allowed to begin with) against any spells or effects that possess or exercise mental control over the creature (including enchantment [charm] effects and enchantment [compulsion] effects, such as charm person, command, and dominate person). This saving throw is made with a +2 morale bonus, using the same DC as the original effect. If successful, such effects are suppressed for the duration of this spell. The effects resume when the duration of this spell expires. While under the effects of this spell, the target is immune to any new attempts to possess or exercise mental control over the target. This spell does not expel a controlling life force (such as a ghost or spellcaster using magic jar), but it does prevent them from controlling the target. This second effect only functions against spells and effects created by evil creatures or objects, subject to GM discretion. Third, the spell prevents bodily contact by evil summoned creatures. This causes the natural weapon attacks of such creatures to fail and the creatures to recoil if such attacks require touching the warded creature. Summoned creatures that are not evil are immune to this effect. The protection against contact by summoned creatures ends if the warded creature makes an attack against or tries to force the barrier against the blocked creature. Spell Resistance can allow a creature to overcome this protection and touch the warded creature.
Phoenix stops struggling to escape from Shel's arms for a moment. He 'chuckles' in satisfaction as Brynia's spirit takes the life of the thuggish orc. JUSTICE FOR BRYNIA! he shrieks.
You are such a drama queen, Imara! It's always either double nat 1's or double nat 20's with you, no in between.
Phoenix launches himself at the traitor's face the moment he shows it, but the tall half-elf clumsily stumbles into his flight path and the water spirit collides with the ranger's back. By the time he regains he bearings, the mob has dispersed. Dispersed, but not escaped. It took but a fraction of a second for Phoenix to memorize the faces of every coward and traitor present and he would personally see to it they face justice when the immediate threat has been dealt with.
Phoenix rose early in the morning to prepare for the funeral. After feasting on some grubs with his fellow avians, he bathed in the Hopespring to wash the evil shadow spirits off of his feathers. He spent the rest of the day stealing sego lilies and prarie roses from peoples gardens and planters, inserting the stems of the flowers into his plumage till he was suitably adorned and dressed for the memorial. Before the bodies of the fallen are taken up the tower, he places one dried seed each with Brinya and Roderick - offerings to the fire spirits. He then joins Shel in chanting and dancing to speed the lovers on their way to the realm of spirits.
Phoenix deftly interposed the roll in his beak between the halfling and himself, the unfortunate baguette absorbing whatever foul curse the outrider had just attempted to cast upon the water spirit. ==================== Sharing Shel's ire towards the strangers, Phoenix sets out to inspect the newly arrived wagons for giants hidden beneath their tarps and covers. Slinking off towards the wagons, he clucks and struts and bobs his head as if he were any normal-besides-his-obscene-beauty chicken and, when the loaders are looking the other way, he hops inside the wagons, keen chicken eyes peeled for contraband!
Phoenix hops onto Rory's head as halfling dismounts his chair. I suppose I should be fitted for armor as well if I am to be fighting giants on the morrow. Forward! Noble steed! To the armorers! He clucks from his perch, though his cluck is rendered unintelligible by the roll he holds in his beak.
Phoenix's feathers rustle in a breeze felt by noone else. In completely unrelated news, Imara notices that her roll is cooling at a far quicker pace than it should...
Phoenix hops up on the counter and dips his beak into Imara's glass of water, taking a beakfull of water and tilting his head back to let the nectar of life slide down his throat. He smacks his chicken lips and clucks Ahhh. That is good water. I would know, being water myself. He then goes back for more.
Hmm. Phoenix clucks thoughtfully. He walks over to the Shel's satchel where it still lays on the floor and begins pecking through it, picking up each of his treasures and examining them in turn. He settles on one, a tinned nail bent at a ninety degree angle he found near a fence one day, and carries it over to Imara. I've always suspected this mighty nail held great powers. Do you think this is the artifact we seek? He sets the nail on the floor in front of her. After a moment, he picks it up and places it directly on the elf's boot and looks up at her quizzically. Behold: it is immune to rust despite its immense age. What else but giant magic could do that?
Phoenix, having impeccable avian memory, climbs onto Shel's shoulder, tugging the strap of her satchel until it falls to the floor with a heavy thud. He rifles through the bag until he has cleared the canvas away from the largest and heaviest object Shel carries: the very same book Katreza speaks of! He struts about on top of the book, clucking proudly, chest puffed out more than usual.
Step aside. Licensed physician coming through. Phoenix clucks, walking between the legs of the guards and into his patient's room.
I don't think any of us can use the Ghost Touch scroll, think it was Wiz/Sorc only.
Phoenix wouldn't be happy with selling the hopeknife. There's probably some kind of taboo about selling them anyways. Shel can use the barkskin and swarm scroll so she'll keep them. I'm not a big fan of having players "buy" gear from the pool. Like Michael said, if you do that you end up with players only keeping the most optimal gear and none of the flavorful gear. Keeping consumables is fine as long as people actually use them. You usually end up with a Portable Hole full of low level consumables that no one got around to using.
Phoenix freezes when Rory mentions his golden box filled with treasures. Very slowly his head turns towards the halfling, rotating nearly 180 degrees. Unsure if he had heard the outrider correctly, he softly clucks You are not trying to sell my beloved artifacts, are you?
Eh? What's this? Phoenix hops across the counter to inspect the potions, sniffing and then licking the stopper on one of the potions. This will require further inspection. The spirit animal picks up one of the potions in his razor sharp beak and hops off the counter, heading for the door to stash the potion in Shel's satchel with his other treasures for examination at a later time.
Eager to begin the hunt for the traitors, Phoenix hops up on the counter in This and That and squawks. Inspection! Let's see your citizenship papers!
Phoenix pats over to center stage, his vicious talons making intimidating clacking noises as his steps threaten to tear asunder the flooring. He spreads his wings and begins clucking. Ladies and gentlemen, tis I: Phoenix the Magnificent! You may recognize me as the protector of this town; a stalwart wall against the shadowy forces from beyond our borders. I go by many other names: Avalancher, mountain-hewer, bringer of life, Clarence, the Almighty, but you may call me Phoenix. It is with a dark and heavy heart I come to you with news of traitors and cowards in our midst... |