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Sarah thinks for a moment "let's start with a basic question, where is your camp and how many people are there?
Sarah walks over to Zathan and the bandit
"you did well, Billy. We need him alive and conscious for now"
Sarah swings her hammer with a cry of both pain and anger at the bandit who wounded her
Sarah takes a big breath "wait for me " and sprints towards the bandit fighting the big cats, skidding to a halt right next to them
"I'm good at not following scripts. Chasing someone faster than yourself rarely works" Sarah emphasises by knocking on her armor
Sarah eeps and ducks when the rapier impacts the tent next to her. After recovering from the surprise she makes a short sprint towards the battle , finished by putting two fingers on her mark. The Mark emits a pulse of nothingness, a visible wave traveling through space, lacking color but not being transparent. When the wave hits an enemy it cringes to their skin eating away the flesh, when it would hit an ally it splashes around them likable a wave hitting an invisible rock.
Sarah moves closer to her allies, holding her hammer ready to wack any bandit coming to close.
Sarah mumbles a random string of syllabes and holds her hammer against the mark on her forhead. Raising the hammer, which sends out a small ring of multicoloured light that turns into a rainbow of sparkles above her allies, the young cultist proclaims "FOR CHAOS, FOR VICTORY"
Still here
It's good to hear the game isn't dead
Could someone add my picture, as I don't know how/if I can add it, as I am using my phone to post.
Sarah raises her hand, waves and almost seems to bounce in place "I can do lots of stuff, I wield the awesome and cosmic powers bestowed upon me by Azathoth, Lord of Chaos. I can do magic and cause things to go wrong, oh and chanel the power of the vast and unfeeling void that is lurking in between the stars, waiting to devour all life." emphasising her words hybrid using her devine magic to create a puddle of water and grinning.
Sarah looks at Billy and grins " yup, we will kick assume, take names and maybe set something on fire. It will be glorious and messy, so don't bring anything you would mind the bloodstains on.
Sarah is ready
After sleeping like a stone and dreaming of eldritch secrets, all forgotten in the waking world, Sarah follows the others to breakfast.
Sarah picks a bed at random and goes to sleep after offering her prayer to Azathoth.
Sarah laughs at Shirota's words "that's true, but everyone is just a pawn in someone else's game, me, you, the general, the king and even the gods. " and underlines her words with an all encompassing gesture with her fork.
'I kinda didn't expect him to let them go. Well praise Chaos for surprises. I wonder what's for dinner '
Sarah looks at the general with curiosity. "what are your orders, oh general, my general "
Sarah steps past Randrashar and touches him with a brightly pink glowing hand after muttering her usual string of random syllabes. "the power of chaos makes everything better"
Sarah holds out her right hand and grabs the hammer and throws it at the next best bandit with a battle cry "BOOM FOR THE BOOM GOD, LOOT FOR THE LOOT THRONE "
Sarah calmly walks to the pile of weapons and picks up a dagger "let's do it together, we'll be here all day otherwise there are just so many of them." She turns towards Remish "I always wanted to see how my God given powers compare to a dragon's " if there is enough time before combat starts: the chosen of Azathoth utters a string of random syllabes and snaps her fingers. The brightly colored warhammer that starts orbiting her on a random course changes colours equally at random .
Sarah grins "Have faith comrades, why feare wolfs if you know the powers of the Primal Chaos on your side. I am Sarah Vinland chosen and high-pristess of Azathoth " and strikes a pose, one hand hand raised high, palm skywards and the other moving her hair away from her mark. She finishes her little performance with muttered nonsensical syllabes and a multicoloured light washing over her from the eight pointed star on her forhead.
" so are we gonna pick the leader by fighting, or debating or building sandcastles or betting on other people fighting or what" 'I hope it's not the sandcastles, I was never good with them' Sarah starts to look around if she can find any obvious hints on what's going to happen or something shiny or otherwise interesting
Sarah follows General, glaring at the back of his head with burning intensity, till she finds a flower on the wayside, picking it up, smelling it and then eats it.
Sarah raises her arm and starts to wave enthusiasticly "I do" 'I knew that something was missing, an occasion like this calls for warpaint'
How much religious freedom do people in this Kingdom usually have?
Sarah steps forward, grinning.
This time they were eaten by the forum
Sarah is ready for CHAOS |