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A show of hands, Who thinks I would go to Heaven? the other two equivalents? Who thinks me as a ghost is anything but absolutely terrifying?
Sorry Mr B, but if I've been eaten.... I wouldn't know....
Well I'm lying right now... on the ground, rotting... :P
If I lied, would you know?
meh, I'd rather he get it wrong... I'm dead and bitter
Adon... you almost are acting like Renkai did when he fought Sadie... Went back and re-read that fight... its very good... Linky Linky
I'm covered in wight gore... Effectively I have an aura of stench... And they have a dragon, with scent and true seeing a forty plus perception, blindsight.... And my magical mask that cloaks me from divination and boosts my stealth is gone... So... Combat was my only chance ...i thought of every option... I could only teleport 25 feet. I know how renkai works... Against a dragon he's not too good, against a high level antipaladin... He's not great... Against a demon he's at a disadvantage... Against all 3....?
Did you not see the DRAGON? 60+ ft fly speed (minimum) as opposed to my 30ft land speed. I can't teleport (very far) without my mask... which the WoM was so kind as to take from me... and I tried to fight... did you miss my attacks against the demon? I didn't attack the knight because he is immune to sneak attacks
Lynora, could you retire Renkai Urmas please? You don't know I died
The mailed fist crashes into Renkai's chest, cracking four ribs... and then the negative energy pulse is unleashed and wracking pain fires through his entire body.
Barely able to defend himself as the demon attacks, Renkai has a large chunk of his shoulder torn off by the teeth of the creature... the piece of pulpy white flesh quickly is stained red as the blood flows across his arm and chest. The unholy claws of the creature swing toward his chest and Renkai blocks with his one moving arm, but the force behind the attack shears through the pitiful attempt without even slowing.
Renkai collapses to the ground, his flesh rended and torn, his body so broken that he could not even hear the offer of Carlos to join his side. thump, thump, thump The fallen rogue cannot raise his head from where it had landed... cheek in the dirt, looking at the feet of the victor.. thump, thump Renkai silently apologizes to Melody, because he never told her the truth... he couldn't help anyone... all of this was worthless... meaningless... for nothing. thump as his vision fades to nothing, Renkai's struggling heart finishes beating, there is not enough blood left to pump, the thirsty street is stained black by the vital fluid, and the rogue lay dead.
@Carlos I did a feint... All attacks at flat footed
And a demon... But I think I killed it
The Smite has no effect, Renkai's soul is neither pure nor impure, [/ooc] and he whirls in place. Stepping forward he unleashes his fury into the demon.
The vulnerable points on the demon will prove to be its undoing, for Renkai is able to hit these points for maximum effect
.... I get to fight an undead warrior with 300+ health, a Frankenstein's dragon, and I can't sneak attack him, Can't use my mask powers. Hmmm.... If I was Han Solo before.... does this make the undead warrior Lord Sideous, and the dragon Darth Vader? or the other way around?
Gazing upon the dark warrior and his patchwork abomination, Renkai is utterly calm as a realization comes to him. The scales of the dragon are blue, black, purple... That creature required the deaths of at least five of the dragon species. How long have you been alive... 'collecting' the bodies of the dead? Renkai asks flippantly. Renkai lashes the kisurigama out like a flail and then focuses his inner energy through the weapon.
Speaking as someone who needs a ton of therapy.... Tybalt is not that bad... he doesn't possess an uncontrollable urge to stab idiots and @$$holes
** spoiler omitted **
The detonations of the gunman and the wights are easily dodged, though he cannot fully escape the gore, entrails, and the heat of the explosions. once more wiping the slime of death off of his face, Renkai focuses on the remaining wight.
The putrid and rotting corpse is hammered from ten feet away by the flail and kama. Renkai's eyes are locked onto the pinpoints of red inside of its decayed sockets. The masterfully crafted weapon slams and slices into the undead with horrifying ease. Renkai then prepares to retreat from the predictable explosion.
[spoiler]the riderless undead unicorn looks at you with defiance, the heat at your back is making you feel as if your back was touching an iron, the body is bloating into a size you wouldn't believe possible, you now see the wights cutting of your escape down this road, the unicorn seems to be badgering you towards the undead gunslingers corpse Renkai feels the heat on his back and rolls toward the side, trying to dodge the explosion and the horse, drawing his final weapon, a Kusarigama, he begins to spin it... awaiting the next foe in this menagerie of death.
Renkai turns to grab up his crossbows and sees the unholy horse in front of him. Cursing with great feeling his spell is lost. he reaches back for a pouch and feels the wetness of broken vials on his fingers, his holy water is broken and useless.
Renkai steps into the absolute minimum range, taking a false swipe at the undead gunner's face
and then proceeds to use his martial arts training and stone enhanced fists to destroy the foul undead being When I see your master, I'll send him to hell too. he says, taking a horrifying pleasure out of destroying the being which had blasted holes in his side, his arms and his foot.
Because you are Han Solo. ....Alone in my bunk with some racy holograms? xD crowshaw reference for the win!
Why do I have a bad feeling about this?
The undead version of the horse lacks the speed necessary to hit the lightfooted rogue, The unicorn's horn flicking over Renkai's shoulder instead of impaling him. "Big Mistake, Horsey" he says with a feral grin. Renkai falls forward, between its front legs and under its decayed body, closing to point blank range in only a few heartbeats and pulling his fists down and back towards the core of his body before lashing out with a pair of devastating blows "I'm living, and you won't change that"
The first strike goes wide, but the second hits center mass
The first beam of light Spoiler: while Renkai narrowly avoids the rest. Closing to melee range, Renkai unleashes a devastating flurry of blows upon the deceased horse's rider, Renkai's hands are made of living stone, because of a short magical phrase he barked before going to deadly work
Tears through renkai's arm, leaving a smooth hole for an instant before blood begins to pour
Renkai has no way to really escape from the dead horseman, being able to hear the wights downstairs and the gunman has a barrel pointed straight at him, My pleasure he says, firing both crossbows and flipping them around to recock them for the next set. The light repeating crossbows hurl a total of six bolts at the horseman before Renkai drops them, and draws a pair of flasks to toss into the building.
The rogue takes one step and drops the two stories to the ground
fire explodes out of the window as the alchemists fire breaks open
Renkai bites off a curse as a portion of his foot is destroyed. Gritting his teeth through the pain he rushes to the stairs, Loading his last pair of crossbows, he climbs through the window of the bedroom and onto the roof. His breath is taken away by the sight before him, in all of its horrible glory.
The vast herd of undead cattle all of a sudden bearing towards him is a sight that Renkai is unsure of how to face, but the 'Master' is getting away. Renkai dodges the first set of horns and leaps up, following the fleet footed gnome, slashing at the Aurochs with reckless abandon. Renkai is gaining ground quickly when one of the bulls he planned to land on had a large chunk of flesh disintegrate beneath his foot. Renkai is trampled and knocked around for a few blows before he fades into a shadow and rematerializes inside of a nearby building. The fetid stench of rot is unbearable, and easily caught by the wights, but Renkai has a few moments to nurse his injuries before the undead discover his new location, muttering curses about the black cloaked bastard that stole his mask
Renkai focuses his magics, diminished though they are, into his weapon. The bolt glows red for an instant before it leaps away. Quickly, he drops the weapon and draws a wakazashi, Sprinting at the gnome as the bolt slams into the cobbles between the wights, the bolt explodes into a fireball. The alleyway is filled with the magical flames for only a few instants before it burns out.
Renkai is unprepared for the initial explosion of decay and loses his sword from the unexpected impact, but the warning allows him to escape the second explosion. Tucking his legs in as he flips back, the girl's erupting spray propels Renkai up and out of the alleyway. He hits the cobbles on one foot and one knee. Spitting out a mouthful of undead dog ichor, he wipes off his face, clearing his eyes of the horrific fluids. That was foul... he curses as he reaches to draw a weapon, but finds that his cloak had been torn badly... many straps are now missing.
....This is too descriptive for you? you might want to Alt+f4 out right now... I'm eating and this is nothing... Its bout to get worse
Renkai ducks under the undead flail, swinging his razor edged blade at the creation of dark magics. The teeth of the dog bite into his shoulder slightly, but are caught in the cloth of his cloak, tearing the apparel away without breaking the skin
Which part? the fact that I would ignore her if not for Melody or that I am going to fight an undead?
.....Damnit Melody.... I would have just ignored the starving child and her pet... but I have to be a good boy... I'm going to get EATEN.... on the up side... I get to murder a child, so I have that going for me.
Renkai takes a quick step back, drawing his sword with one hand and reaching up to pull the square of cloth down off of his mouth. He inhales and prepares to unleash the withering blast of dragonsflame from his lungs, but is shocked by the feeling of his fingers upon his face... DAMNIT! he curses, preparing to slash the child in half if it approaches
"What happened to this town?" Renkai asks cautiously, "I have some food that I can share if you tell me." he says with a smile and walks closer to the girl and her pet.
Hey, if the crazy fits...;P I'm not crazy, I just grew up outside of the social norm and therefore respond to social situations in an atypical manner... With Violence, without remorse, and anger... lots of anger.... *hugs Lynora* "THANK YOU FOR LOVING ME AS I AM!"
Lynora! are you telling people that my social skills are not perfect!?!?! I'm offended
The sound of a street urchin's call brings a smirk to Renkai's face as he leans against the wall. The voice sounded so much like his own in his youth... Innocent, Pathetic. Renkai would have just left the child to its own devices if not for what Melody would want. It would survive, or die on its own without him... Renkai inwardly sighs and turns the corner,
.........it apparently /won't/ be your worst day ever.... because if it were I would be there to witness that.
Renkai feels the wind tearing across his exposed face... He ties a square of cloth across the tender flesh, but it is so unlike his pale smooth ivory that has been his constant companion for so long. The street is empty, market stalls vacant of peoples, but wares of all shapes, sizes, and purposes lay where their missing owners had lain them on display. Shining white bowls lay upturned in the dust, and coated with weeks worth of grime. Renkai grips the black, sweat stained hilt of his long sword, advancing with caution down the road. He unconsciously stays in the shadows and nearby cover, but his ability to hide in any condition and with the magically muted steps aren't there. What once would have been the ability to stand upon someone's front step and be unnoticed, is now only the cautious creep of a common thief... The dead town is barren and soulless... A superb comparison to how he feels... He has abandoned his school and had his valued mask stripped away by that black clothed specter.
Arthur, how nice to see you. Don't worry, I will not be bothering you much. (As Renkai)
Nope, not leaving forever sorry to disappoint you Tyb. but leaving for the moment, yes. :D and Melody Waverider. You will be pleasantly surprised.
Renkai is heading to do what... was /suggested/ to him...
Renkai sits down quietly and runs his pen across the paper, writing short words full of meaning in surprisingly neat handwriting. he pins the note to Melody's door, and heads to his room, putting on his jacket and leaving to follow a rumor... and his conscious. His room is empty in his wake, not a single thing left.
Renkai is flung through the portal with massive force, hitting the wall over his bed and then crashes down onto the mattress...his mask is held loosly in the wearer's left hand "I have told you, and you should follow my advice...perhaps to refrain from further destroying yourself." Renkai glares at the shadowy being, and then touches his shoulder where he had been stabbed, "Whatever you say."
Why does mel hat me?
Renkai mutters something under his breath His hand snakes forward quicker than you can finish your sentence, the syringe filled with a light blue liquid, the tip drips a single droplet as it darts toward your left ocular organ vs Flat-footed Touch AC
"Oh, I would never seek to Intimidate you..." he says stepping forward and gripping the red hot steel.. He pushes past Arthur, and ignores everything but Igni |