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Rafia: Trials of the Sixth Plane [RP Thread]

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OOC: oO i missed alot :p

IC: Mex was surprised as the crystals suddenly returned and started focusing on attacking the dwarf again, sending one of his air slashes towards him.
 
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DM: Entity Ability: Roll (1d6 +7 from Will): 5. (12)
Ashen feels a great power surging through him as he opens a link to the Sanctum of Lies.
A blue Pentagram appears, hovering in front of his forehead.
DM: Gate of Lies activated.

The others though had slightly less good luck with doing more damage to the dwarf, as he had currently taken so many hits that he were nothing but a thin layer of purple liquid on the floor.
 
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IC: Mex looked at the purple ball of slime on the ground "pitiful creature, what made you like this?"
 
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Meyla's wings drooped and she turned away abruptly, holding a hand to her mouth as a single tear trickled down her face.
"This is the fate that awaits us, should we pursue the entity's power"
she sobbed.
"I'm so sorry" she gasped turning back to shake her head at the dwarf's remnants, the tears now flowing freely.
 
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Suddenly the remainder of the crystals started glowing violently, and the room begun shaking again.
From the purple pool a grinning shadow rose, rising to the top of the room.
It looked down upon the sobbing Meyla hungrily.
'Weak, you are all weak! None of you will survive the Trials of the Sixth Plane!
You are all mine now, MINE! THE ENTITY IS MINE!
'
The shadow darted downwards towards Meyla, it's 'mouth' twisted in a diabolic grin.
 
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Llyw frowned as the Dwarf.. or well.. now Shadow, emerged, and he merely watched for a second, a second in which he was stunned. He realized that there wasn't much what he could do, but as he saw it was targetting the sobbing girl, he quickly tried to activate his shields and he ran over to her, trying to block the attack.
 
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Amnora's hands emanated with lightning as both Rulaan and the spear bounced upon the ground, the unkind sound of metal against cold, hard stone resonated like a banshee's fatal cries. She began to channel her crackling force of altered arcane magic at the Shadow, attempting to defeat it. Or, at least, hinder it.
 
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Ninjaed' but it's not got any attacking!£7:5' just descript ;0

Meyla did nothing but stare in horror at the approaching maw, tears blurring her vision.
She willed her hands to move, to raise her longsword, to put up some kind of defence!
Nothing. She couldn't move, overcome with grief, she'd rather die than fall to corruption, she wouldn't lose herself, not again. Will I see her come the end?
 
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OOC: Guys, you will not believe the rolls you ALL just had.
No one post! I'l just add them...

EDIT: Alright, here they come:

IC:
DM: Soublade Ability: Roll (1d6 +7 From Strength): 6. Ravager!
Rolling Extra Dice: 5. Ravager!
Rolling Extra Dice: 6. Ravager!
Rolling Extra Dice: 2. (19)

Mex's eyes started glowing as he sent an annihalating wave of black energy at the shadow, hitting it so hard that it got out of course, now flying towards Llyw...
DM: Defence Check: Roll (1d6 +3 from Dexterity and +6 from Symbiotic Defences): 6.
Rolling Crit Chart: 1. Extreme Success!

...who raises his fists to meet it.
Just before the impact, a surge of energy goes through Llyw and the symbiotic shield surrounding him litterally turns into a psychic brick wall, which the shadow slams into.
Amnora moves in to strike the shadow with magic...
DM: Spell Check: Roll (1d6 +6 From Will and +2 from Force Projectile Upgrade): 6.
Rolling Crit Chart: 4. Extra Dice!
Rolling Extra Dice: 6.
Rolling Crit Chart: 1. Extreme Success!

...and the whole room lights up as Amnora summons a bolt of thunder out of nowhere, annihalating the shadow completely.
As this happens, the remaining crystals shatter.
The remains of the Minotaur statue disappears, and inside an Iron-Bound chest rests.
DM: +2 Strength and Dexterity for Llyw, +2 Strength for Mex (Ravager Reduction) and +4 Will for Amnora.

OOC: Now, if that is not the golden luck of the gods i dont know what it is. O.ô
 
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OOC: I think you mean Corrupt Magic - Amplify Magic - upgrade. =P

Amnora, stunned by her success, smirks proudly. Though, now, her head was writhing with a burning sensation, as if the lightning conjured had literally ripped through her. She looked down at the chest and picked up Rulaan. "Evidence that we must remain mentally in tact." She said, turning her head to the shattered crystals.
 
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Llyw was simply stunned by what just happened.. Mex blasted him to him, he fended him off and Amnora had finished the job.. the surge of energy he had felt was simply amazing, and he chuckled to himself. Agh, this was rather addicting.. nonetheless, he smiled as he thought back of the moment Amnora destroyed the pathetic weakling, and he praised the powers he had received from the Entity with all his thoughts and thanks.
 
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Blinking Meyla, wiped her eyes. Dishevelling the last of her tears. This proved it, despite her training, despite her experience and despite kidding herself all these years. She was and always would be weak, just as the shadow had declared.

Your pathetic, worthless, you'll never amount to anything, damn it! If only you could have died in your sister's place.

But no longer, she had seen the power wielded so effortlessly by the rest of the group, those who weren't weak, weren't afraid to use the entity's power... and they were all the stronger for it. Could such power do the same for her? Could it make her worth something? But ultimately, was it worth the sacrifice? Perhaps she would lose herself... but then, that might not be such a bad thing after all, it's not like she was worth anything. Right?
 
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Suddenly, Llyw stumbled forward as a mix of disgust and paranoia suddenly overwhelmed him.. for a moment everything seemed incredibly blurry, and in fear he looked around for an exit. He needed to get out of here.. NOW!
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and after a while all seemed to get normal again.
''What the hell was that..?'' he mumbled to himself, wondering what the hell just had happened. He shrugged and then turned to Meyla.
''Are you alright?''
 
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As Ashen opened the chest, a bright light shone out, and something strange happened:
Slowly, the room became full of color. And the color begun spreading with great speed.
How far it spread was not quite clear, but they'd all say that it had spread at least to the borders of the elven district.
Outisde the room, the begun hearing chatter, shouting merchants, and even children playing.
On the room's ceiling a great painting portraying a gray dragon slaying a purple shadow appeared, and all of the group's members felt a warmth inside they had not felt for long.
But even though there was not a little spot of warmth in this cold plane, they could still all feel the looming shadow upon the world.

Encounter Award:
+2 to all Stats for Everyone.
+1000 Purple Coins* for Everyone.


OOC:
*Purple Coins is an equilevant to the Mortal Plane's universal currency, gold coins, and can be used as cash anywhere in the Sixth Plane.
 
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IC: "This warmth... it feels like this plane has gotten a bit brighter. the Entity is weakened i KNOW it, I'm sure of it." he sheeted his sword and looked around for an exit back outside.
 
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At that moment someone kocked very hard at the room's door.
A second later the door was bashed in, and in the doorway stood a tall man clad in plate armour.
But it was not Vall.
The most notable thing about this man was most possibly that he had Nine soulblades.
In his hand he held a long spear, on his other hand he was holding a glaive like a shield, on his back was a bladed lance-like object and a huge axe, in his belt was four swords of diffirent lengths and he had a dagger strapped to his left boot.
He grunted.
"Hm, seems Taiion was right. You were able to open it after all."
 
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''I'm not.. very sure.'' he replied to Meyla as he listened to the voices, to the sounds and to the music that engulfed his ears. His eyes were blinded for a second by the colour again and for the first in many times he felt a bit home again. His trance was quickly broken by the appearance of the man and he stared at him, annoyed. Llyw wasn't in the mood for interruptions, but he shut his mouth for now, examining him.
 
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DM: Entity Ability: Roll (1d6 +8 from Will): 4. (12)
As Ashen slowly slipped into the shadows and disappeared from sight, the man walked into the room.
"The name's Niahcluc. Weapon Master."
The man said as he walked into the room. He looked around, and a slight gasp came as he saw the ceiling.
"Whirlpool's waste! What happened here?"
 
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OOC: Haha, is he still a drunk? :D

Meyla fluttered over to him, landing lightly not two feet away.
"The entity." she stated simply, locking her emerald eyes with the man's hardened own.
She knew she was being foolish, but for some reason, she trusted this man. Perhaps the name - Taiion - did it, Mourg had used it to.
 
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The man ignored Mex and looked at Meyla.
"I see..."
The man said, and looked like he was about to reach up and scratch his chin but then in the last moment remembered that he wore a helmet.
"I take it you had a great victory here.
I see no other reason for there to suddenly be a skillfully done painting of Ahmon'Zan battling a purple shadow."
 
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''Hmm..'' he mumbled as he merely watched the man. Didn't seem to be a very nice guy, yet, he merely listened to what he said, very interested in what he had to say. He would help them out.. better know good what he said, Llyw realized, but he couldn't help but be amazed by the nine Soulblades.
 
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"hump... and why is it that on the painting he defeats the shadow and not us!" Mex said. "preposterous."
 
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"I'm sorry... why are you here Weapons Master?" Meyla asked, suspicion creeping into her voice.
She cared little about her image NOT being portrayed on a random library roof so much as a - for want of a better word - heavily armed veteran wandering into the room prior to the shadow's defeat..
 
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The man turned around and begun walking for the exit.
"I'm sorry. I answer directly to the nine Dragonpriests.
Why i am here is not something you should know.
Seek out Taiion. He is the one running this whole 'save creation' thing at the moment."
As he exited the room, a portal opened and a man with feathery wings and blue eyes awaited him on the other site.
Before he entered it Niahcluc looked back into the room and gave the adventuers a casual salute.
"I will see you in Planesedge."
He said, and disappeared.
 
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IC: "more importantly, how do we get there..." Mex said irritated by the whole encounter and the fact this man plain ignored him completely.
 
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OOC: It can't be =(
"Grey: (is this transformation permanent or not?)"
"Dragonson: Everything apart from the wings, yah."


IC:

Meyla jumped as Ashen materialised next to her, but was quick enough to stay her instinctive sword swing. "Uh.." she sighed, sheathing it and running her hands through her tussled locks. "A portal I presume.." she said uncertainly.
 
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