Thanks =) All the best to everyone, sorry I wasn't quite my usual self towards the end. Which was not any of your faults, I just got burned in PBP land.
Ziphora is my most idealistic character to date, probably because of hydra regeneration.
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Thanks! *waves head arily* I hope you enjoyed our adventures but as per rules of the universe, all things, good or ill must come to an end.
"Hmm, how about you become our tenants?" Ziphora suggests. "You rear goats in the mountains, cattle in the valley, then pass us a couple every week or so and in exchange you can live in those mountains and valleys." "I can't have people going around like rootless vagabonds, you know."
"We’ll need to find you a home then."Ziphora answers.
"I think everyone should go back to their friends and families!" Ziphora announces cheerfully. "Make peace, not war!" Then a thought occurs to her, "Do you and your families have a place to stay?" She asks the hobgoblins.
Pacem suddenly appears out of nowhere, on top of Ziphora's head. "Yeah I agree, love and peace for everyone!"
Ziphora pushes herself out of the body, none too worse for wear. "Actually," Ziphora corrects Beachhead, "Even we have an army, we shouldn't be using it to conquer others. And besides armies are made of individual people, who have life and aspirations. Maybe its better to ask them what they would do if they were not at war? We could declare the war over, and everyone gets to go home safe to their families..."
Ziphora manages to partially dodge part of the dragon's breath, but is still burnt by the acid and collapses on the ground.
Ziphora votes "SUPLEX!" because it sounds more fun.
Ziphora manifests an empowered lightning horn then stabs the general with it. Thrice.
Ziphora sighs, knowing her crazy brothers tendencies, and trample smashing is probably the way its gonna go. She agrees to trample smash, since she doesn't want to spoil their fun. Hey sibs count for something, right?
Ziphora touches the body with a jolt of electricity, making everyone move faster.
"I'm not eating sentients Ziphora protests loudly. "Get them to farm or raise cattle so we can eat!" "We want our lizardfolk and humans not to be bothered by you lot as well."Ziphora adds additional terms as she looks at Sir Tolgrith and the lizardfolk. "They are under our protection."
"Hmm that sounds fair," Ziphora puts forth cautiously. "I'd take any of you on any day!" Ziphora yells at the top of her lungs."Bring it on!"
"If its a flag of truce we should here them out."Ziphora turns to her fellow hydraheads.
Ziphora thanks the healers, and hopes that not too many of their troops died because the healers ran out of magic. Ziphora sighs, not wanting to spend a day in the muck, but agrees to get the body to shuffle out back to the front. "Could we get a whole nest of pillows or rugs to make camping out more comfortable, please?" Ziphora requests to the soldiers.
I agree with Beachead.
I don't see we're getting anywhere either. I'm still hanging somewhere around.
My activity is still mostly normal. Except on 22nd Dec which I'm at early Christmas lunch
Ziphora pops out, a small little bud at first that grotesquely grows before becoming something that resembles Zip. "Urhhh I really hate that. Growing pains, I mean." She shakes herself a few times to make sure she's firmly attached, then asks her brothers, "So, what'd I miss?" , before making sure the hydra body is flying once more.
Ziphora yowls as the axe sinks deeply into her neck as she collapses on the ground.
Ziphora goes skewer some minotaur head.
"You killed Mazzoss!" Ziphora snarls angrily. "Prepare to die!" She then manifests a water horn and stabs them with it.
"Nooooo Mazzoss!" Ziphora screams out in grief as Mazzoss falls. 'Now the only thing left is to make them pay' she thinks, her thoughts firmly on nasty, bloody revenge.
Sorry to see you go Mazzoss, and sorry for not saying it earlier but I was kinda drunk last night.
Ziphora returns gathers electrical energy from the air and returns fire, a nice flashy bolt of lightning, out of the clear blue sky.
"You're not very sneaky when you shout like that," Ziphora quips at Beachhead.
"I think they're minotaurs. Wanna go look?" Ziphora asks her brother heads.
Ziphora perks her ears and tries to determine what they're shouting about on the other side of the wall.
Ziphora stabs the fleeing hobgoblins with a water spout.
"Yeah, I agree with the healing bit."Ziphora concurs.
"Thanks."Ziphora thanks Mazzoss.
Ziphora is not quite quick enough to avoid the wave of javelins. She then stabs the troop of hobgoblins with a watery horn.
Ziphora attacks the same target as Beachhead, since hydra heads ought to stick together.
I will be leaving from 17 Oct 2018 until November to visit my brother in the States. During my absence feel free to bot me as necessary.
"You know, I really need a break. Anyone has any healing magic?" Ziphora asks the party.
Rubbish. Most GMs aren't paid. I mean when you start paying for a GM then you open a whole box of controversy. You know, I rather my gaming and work life stay separate. Though I'd bake you a cake if you paid me enough... =P Just sold my colleague a chocolate cake for $20. Isn't my first time being paid to bake ;)
I haven't told you about the pack of baykoks, did I? Rapid shot, so 4 attacks a round. And hoping the bow shots don't crit so no one's put beyond BOL territory...
Ziphora ducks partially the firebreath but she is clearly flagging at this time. She summons a lightning horn and stabs twice at the chimera.
Zip weaves out of the way of the fireballs, but gets slightly singed still. "Get those drakes first!" Ziphora votes to move towards the drakes, gathers power and fires an empowered lightning bolt first.
"Lightning on the chimera!" Ziphora starts blasting at the chimera.
Ziphora urges the hydra body back to getting to blow random monsters up.
"Then what do you suggest we do." Ziphora asks bluntly.
"We can't find their leader. We could be killing the foot soldiers the whole day without detriment to their battle plans."Ziphora answers.
Ziphora tries to look around for who are the leaders of the army.
Ziphora continues firing lightning bolts at any hobgoblin that's too slow in finding cover.
"Archers! Fire!" Ziphora orders the archers, while sending out a lightning bolts of her own.
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