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GM, on the chronicle sheet my society number is listed as 79244 when it should be 74244! Agreed, thank you for pushing us along and keeping it all together!
"Rest now, you seem to have bumped your head!" Rhyol coos as she keeps trying to embrace Ember.
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Seeing her companions make progress, she lazily slithers over to Ember and gives her a warm hug. "What is the matter with you?" Rhyol mumbles in her steam speech.
Rolls: ONLY IF EMBER CONSENTS TO PVP! If Rhyol notices Ember taking damage from her body heat, she will release as soon as possible.
With another chaotic space time rift beyond Rhyol's comprehension, she throws herself through the portal. Once out, she does her best to aid attempts to close it.
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Still in this plane, Rhyol ends her rage as Zephyr's healing begins. She slowly shrinks back to her normal side and lays there, resting while her wounds heal and her body recovers from the strenuous fight. "What do you see, Krakos?" she asks feebly.
Steaming heavily, Rhyol recovers for a moment. "Let's leave and close the portal! I see no reason to remain any further!"
Rhyol continues to scream in pain as her life gets squeezed further out of her. She desperately flings her head at the naunet, hoping to strike it down with the help of her allies.
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Does anyone have the ability to heal?
Rhyol steams with rage and pain, bellowing loudly. Not to be dissuaded from her task, she tries to jab her molten head into the naunet.
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Oooohhh, ok. Thanks!
Looking at her character sheet, I thought that the burn damage was only applied if the save was failed. Is it both on contact and then again if the save is failed?
"Wysps of the elements, and a Naunet Protean? TO BATTLE!" Rhyol again expands into a larger version of herself and thrusts her magma spike into the Naunet from across the chasm.
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With Krakos' assessment, Rhyol has all the reason she needs to leap right in!
Like a teapot taken off the heat, Rhyol quickly begins to calm down. Her extra layers of magma harden and slough off until they wither into dust. Very tired, she lazy moves to Octaris. "Where does it go?" she asks, barely raising her head from the floor.
"RHYOL HELP LITTLE EMBER!" she bellows and speeds to the final crystal. Unwilling to shove her head through the narrower space, she flings her tail at her target.
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Satisfied with her progress, Rhyol barrels through the chamber for more crystals to smash. This'll teach you to zap me! With a mighty burst of steam, she rears her head and bashes it into the crystal!
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Despite her heavy armored plates dissipating most of the energy, Rhyol shrieks in pain. Fueled by her rage, she thunders across the room to the next crystal and attempts to drive her mighty head spike through it again.
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With what can only be described as a steamy roar, magma bursts from Rhyol's semi-solid shell and coagulates around her until she has quadrupled inside. "NOW THE FUN BEGINS!" She drives the superheated spike on her head straight into the crystal with a mighty thud.
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1) 74244-8
GMG, when is reporting for this due? I have a game I am running but I have noticed several other GM's have already begun the reporting process.
"Destroyed? I can do that!" Rhyol steams as she slides right out of the room, heading for the crystals.
Rhyol noses around the books, examining the titles for books of any use to her. Not wishing to be rude and simultaneously show the others how well-mannered Thoqqua can be, she is very careful to avoid singing the works. "I don't know half of these words, the half I do know sound horrifically boring," she declares. She slithers up to the mephit and prods him. "Mephits are smart, what do you make of such things?" Octaris is no fire mephit, but water mephits must be good at knowing things too!
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Thoqqua weren't meant to fly... This has been too much. Searching for knowledge can be performed on other planes more efficiently... "Zephyr, you are correct. Let us explore!" she steams, excited to be slithering on a more solid surface and giddy to discover the unknown. Without waiting for responses, Rhyol slithers away, the air shimmering with heat as she flows forth.
Rhyol looks at the crates of food and what can only be their charts. Steaming with frustration at the situation and her own ineptitude, she tries to will herself towards the food. Unable to will gravity to change, she flails futilely as it speeds further away from here "AAAAAAGGGGHHHH!"
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During the long flight, Rhyol enjoys poking her head out into the air for brief moments. The incredible rush of air flowing over her body creates steam of it's own and filling her body with a flurry of unusual sensations. Otherwise, she does her best to stay in places obviously safe for her and the ship. Any crew members who engage her in conversation are met with enthusiasm and subsequently bombarded with questions about the airship's design, particularly the metals involved. As she gets launched out of the hang glider, Rhyol struggles to control her flight, piping steam angrily at the sudden helplessness.
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Rhyol slithers aboard, only roaming into places that she has explicit permission to do so. "Thank you for seeing past my physical appearance and treating me like any other. Thoqqua are not just bluster and rage." Excited to be on an airship for the first time, she takes it all in, looking at things, sniffing the metal, and otherwise experiencing the contraption for what it is.
"I will only reside in the areas you indicate. I promise that I shall not be a burden," Rhyol steams, hoping her unique body composition doesn't halt the expedition before it starts.
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Pleased with her persuasive prowess, Rhyol gently pumps steam from her body. As near as anyone can tell, she appears to be humming. "Which of these vessels would best handle my body? Being made of magma has it's shortcomings..." she admits. "Thoqqua were not meant to lay upon ships. Mephits are wise and knowledgeable, if her ship can handle me, I choose Captain Sisivel too."
Rhyol slithers up to the bickering group and pulls herself up to their height. "Mephit should watch where they are going and help clean up mess," she steams lazily while nodding her head as though what needed to be done was obvious. Not all Thoqqua use force first. Words have power too.
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With nothing remaining of her meal, not even the plate, Rhyol chimes in. "If someone will take that letter, we should be on our way!"
"Thank you," Rhyol barely manages to steam out before she sets herself upon the plate. Little puffs of steam jet out periodically, almost like little grunts of bliss. ________
Rhyol squirms with what can only be glee. "Marvelous, mixed metal plate! Thank you!" she pipes out hastily. "It is a pleasure to meet you all. My airship experience and knowledge is lacking. Why is fire such a concern?" she asks the group while she waits for her meal. A mephit... not fire mephit, but may still know many things!
Gm, a question about Rhyol:
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Does she know what Noqual is? I couldn't tell if she was ever successful in learning the name of the green metal, but her character sheet suggests that noqual was indeed the piece of starmetal she found in her backstory. EDIT: I see your post GM, thanks for the timely response!
They might have that green metal, if only I knew what it was called... Her molten head nods in understanding. Then the steam vents take a moment to start up again, before language pours forth. "Mithral, please. Other metals work too."
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A coiled mass of magma perks up at the end of Ashasar's briefing and begins to produce steam out of a series of vents. Utilizing the variety pitches, words begin to form. "I am Rhyol. Do we know anything of the area, or are we the first to explore? I am eager to learn more," she pipes out.
Rhyol is here!
Rhyol and Ember, in that order of preference, for me!
I have ninja dotted gameplay. So stoked for this!
My bad, I alluded to it in one of the sections. I will make it more clearly visible!
I've filled out some of Fosco's fluff. Let me know if there is anything you'd like me to expand upon or other topics to include!
Dotting with this character. Will get to the fluff this week! |