[RP Thread] Cries of Urnung: Book of the Bladebringer

[-Peper-]

"What? A force field?" Agron said.
He then thinks "Chessboard.... Looks like we must find a way to reach him. Maybe with chess patterns."

 

[Fussiler1]

''Oh great.'' he sighed.
''Agron, you need to check if you're the horse, bishop, king, queen, tower or pawn! Try stepping forward, diagonal or two squares forward and one square to the left or right.''

 

[-Peper-]

"Yeah yeah. Let's see if I'm Tower." Agron then tries to walk forward.

 

[Dragonson]

Agron finds that he is, in fact, not a chess piece.
He is though completely stuck.

The golem starts walking forwards, raising it's fist to hit Agron.

 

[L2love]

Sameal then rushed forward trying to block the Golems mighty fists.

 

[-Peper-]

"The fuck?!" Agron shouted, when seconds later he realized that the Golem is ready to attack him. He raised his axe to block the attack.

 

[Dragonson]

The Golem immediately turns to Sameal, points at him and causes the black field below him to start glowing, creating a similiar barrier and causing him to be just as stuck.

With this action though, the force field around Agron appears to weaken, and then disappear.
The golem spins around again and strikes at Agron before he can move away...
DM: Melee Attack (DifLevel 2): Roll (1d6 +20 for Mechanical Strength): 4 (24). Critical Success!
Rolling Crit Chart: 2. Unexpected Success.
...but as it's fist charges forward cracks appear in the rock, causing small chunks of iron to emerge from the fist like spikes.
The golem's fist slams into Agron, sending him flying through the room and straight into a wall.
DM: Endurance Check (DifLevel 3): Roll (1d6 +5): 6 (11).
Rolling Extra Dice: 3 (14).
Agron does though manage to stay conscious, and gets back up on his feet.
DM: Agron took 30 Damage (24 +6 from Critical) and has 120 HP left.

 

[-Peper-]

OOC: Shitty critical NPC.
IC: Agron managed to stay on his feet. "I get it now. One trapped and the other will move. He can only trap one at a time." He jumped to the skies and fly towards the golem, swinging his axe.

 

[Fussiler1]

Illios roars and charges with his sword the golem, swinging his blade at one of it's legs.

 

[-Peper-]

OOC: Oh yeah btw on your prediction how long will the beta runs?

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla leaped to her feet landing in a rouge like crouch, a hard face pinned.
Without a word she broke into a sprint, heading straight for the golem, flaring her wings in an attempt to garner extra speed. She was half across the chessboard when time seemed to slow, she reached for her sword, her missing sword. Roaring in frustration Meyla didn't stop, she shook her head and pressed on. As she closed the last two dozen yards, Meyla jumped - still too cold to fly - spiraling towards the Golem.
Let's see if we can't use your own magic against you, Entity spawn.

Note 4 DM: She's trying to land on the Golem and use the Entity touched/Entity Draw feat - I know it states that they need to be dead, but a Golem ain't exactly alive and Meyla's not really doing all that much thinking right now!

 

[GunSlinger]

Leo took flight and went high above the arena, there he quickly scouted the area and saw statues. This gave him an idea. He laid out his hand towards one of the statues, tightly making a fist. With a moment of preparation to move the statue, he swung his arm at the golem.
NOTE: Psychic powers... Activate!

 

[Phoonix]

Ekrion takes a deep breath and forms a fist. He reaches out to his newfound powers and starts channeling them into it. He then slams his fist into the ground trying to shape the earth under the golem itself.

NOTE: Stone spike, activate.

 

[Dragonson]

IC:
@Agron
DM: Melee Attack (DifLevel 2): Roll (1d6 +4 from Strength (Brutal Fighting Applied): 2 (6). Success.
Agron charged forward and swung his axe at the Golem, which sadly almost dealt no damage to the golem's stone plating.
DM: Golem took 6 Damage and has 996 HP left.
Due to this, the golem ignored him completely and started moving towards Samael.

@Illios
DM: Melee Attack (DifLevel 3): Roll (1d6 +2 from Strength and +5 from Battle Veteran): 5 (12). Success!
Illios runs up to the golem and lunges at one of it's legs, which just like Agron's attack doesnt do much damage to the golem's heavy plating, but it inflicts enough damage to get it's attention.
The golem immediately moves the force field to Illios, and prepares to strike him.
DM: The golem took 12 damage and has 984 HP left.


OOC:
@Grey Nightmare
Genius, Mate.

IC:
@Meyla
DM: Acrobatics (DifLevel 3): Roll (1d6 +4 from Dexterity and +3 from Dextrous Fighting): 5 (12). Success!
Meyla soared through the air and landed on the golem, which immediately tried to throw her off.
But before i could succeed she placed her palm on it's glowing stone-eye, and started draining...

A strange symbol flared in her mind, and the golem let out a roar-like sound.
She felt power surging through her, and she managed to jump off just before the golem's left fist zoomed through her previous location.
As she landed on the floor she felt the familiar power stronger than she had in a long time, and purple flames flared in her palms.
In addition, the force field around illios fades to nothing.
DM: Meyla gained 20 Entity Points. The Golem took 90 damage, and has 896 HP left.


@Leo
DM: Spell Check (DifLevel 2): Roll (1d6 +3 from Will): 6 (9).
Rolling Extra Dice: 2 (11). Near-Crit!
Psychic Channelling Activated.
Leo lifts the statue off the ground, feeling the psychic power flow through his body.
He flings it at the golem...
DM: Damage Roll: Roll (1d6 +20 from Heavy Object): 4 (24).
...hitting it hard, and almost knocking it off it's feet.
The statue shatters in the impact.
The golem turns it's attention to Leo, and appears to be trying to lock him in a forcefield.
This, however, was impossible, as the black and white fields only extended to the edges of the arena.
DM: The Golem took 24 damage and has 872 HP left.


@Ekiron
DM: Rune Activation (DifLevel 2): Roll (1d6 +1 from Will): 6 (7).
Rolling Extra Dice: 2 (9). Success!
A great stone spike shoots up beneath the Golem, creating a small hole in the stone plating on it's lower body.
The spike however does not deal maximum damage, as it gets ground to pieces by the churning gears inside the golem.
DM: The golem took 26 damage (36 -10) and has 846 HP left.

 

[-Peper-]

OOC: So the main damage dealer is Meyla now ?
Btw the golem sounded like boss-y.
IC: ''Tch! Physical attacks is useless'' said Agron. Now he thought to attack the legs, quickly he attack repeatedly at it's leg.
NOTE : Swift Strikeeeer!

 

[Grey Nightmare]

"So much raw power" Meyla exclaimed as she gaped at her engulfed hands.
"Magic is animating that thing" she cried "Magic is it's fuel, it's life - take one and take the other" - With this in mind she ran at the Golem again.
Never use the same trick twice...? Gee I do hope Golems are an exception to that rule!

 

[mato2]

ooc:
Wouldn't over loading it with magic be wiser than trying to drain it?

 

[GunSlinger]

IC:
"I see. Its powers aren't able to affect those outside the checkered floor."
Leo lands in front of it just outside the edges of the checkered floor and took out one of his swords, making it float above his hand. He pointed the tip of the blade at the golem but a specific part of it, the gears in its chest. Using his powers to increase the speed and control it, he propelled the sword thinking.
"Lets see if you can function without those gears moving."

 

[Dragonson]

@Agron
DM: Melee Attack (DifLevel 3 x2): Roll (1d6 +4 (Brutal Fighting Applied)): 6 (10) and 6 (10).
Rolling Extra Dice: 3 (13) and 2 (12). Double-Sixes Success! (+2 Strength)
Agron charges forward for another attack, and swings his axe at blurring speeds towards the golem's legs.
Both strikes hit hard, and leave cracks in the stone plating.
The makes another roar-like sound and prepares to strike him back.
DM: Melee Attack (DifLevel 3): Roll (1d6 +15 from Mechanical Strength): 2 (17). Near-Crit!
It's fist hits Agron hard and he is flung directly into Leo, both of them slamming into the wall before Leo can get his psychic attack ready.
DM: Golem took 25 damage and has 821 HP left. Agron took 17 damage and has 113 HP left. Leo took 10 damage and has 70 HP left.

@Meyla
As Meyla charges the second time, she doesnt even get close to the golem before it spins around and locks her in a white forcefield.
But as it does, so some kind of malfinction appears to happen in it's eye.
A small explosion occurs, and it almost looks like someone hit it hard in the head as it stumbles backwards.
A wave of yellow energy shoots out, and as it hits the various members of the group they feel stronger, somehow.

Within a few seconds the golem is back in action, and charges towards Meyla with a heavy stone fist raised.

DM: All party members has Leveled Up. Everyone has gained 5 Stat Points and 1 Feat point.
Make sure to read up on the new feats.

 

[GunSlinger]

OOC:
Yay!
So how do we add it? Do we make another char sheet?

IC:
"Ugh." Leo spat, standing up.
"That was some blow. You ok?"
Leo offered his hand to Agron to help him up.

 

[-Peper-]

OOC: I wanna spend all 5 on Dexterity and take Assassination.
And does it count as successful attack? If yes, Swift Striker once more. If not then normal attack.
IC: ''Yeah, thanks.'' Agron reach to Leo's hand, getting back on his feet.
He jumps and fly upwards. Then he fly towards the golem and trying to attack the crack he made with hands. (As maybe the axe thrown off by golem's attack)

 

[Dragonson]

OOC: I'l reply to your ingame actions soon, but for now please move all system-related questions to the construction thread.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla gritted her teeth, unable to move within her newfound prison - this wasn't the first time a rash decision had landed her all but under the bludgeoning power of a creature more than thrice her size. Although the positions seemed somehow reversed this time. Oh the irony...

 

[Fussiler1]

Illios raises his sword in triumph as he feels himself getting stronger and roars, then he charges once more at the golem with fairly fast speed. Suddenly he noticed Meyla, stopped for a few seconds and chuckled. A sarcastic comment perhaps?
''Waiting for someone?'' he asks, pointing at the golem, resuming his attack.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla could do nothing but glare at Illios, channeling hatred the likes of which she hadn't harbered since the sixth plane.

 

[Dragonson]

@Agron
DM: Melee Attack (DifLevel 4 x3): Roll (1d6 +4 from Strength (Brutal Fighting Applied) and +5 from Inspiring Pressence (Ekiron)): 2 (11), 2 (11) and 2 (11). Triple Near-Critical Failures!
As Agron charges again the speed becomes too much, and he falls over at the feet of the golem.
The golem immediately turns it's attention from Meyla to Agron, and lands a backbreaker blow on him with both hands.
DM: Melee Attack (DifLevel 1): Roll (1d6 +15 from Mechanical Strength): 4 (19). Critical Success!
Rolling Crit Chart: 4. Extra Dice!
Rolling Extra Dice: 6 (25). Critical Success!
Rolling Crit Chart: 1. Extreme Success!
A horrible cracking sound is heard, and Agron is left Unconscious on the floor.
DM: Agron lost all but 10 HP. Agron is now Near-Death and Unconscious.

@Illios
DM: Melee Attack (DifLevel 3): Roll (1d6 +2 from Strength, +5 from Battle Veteran, +5 from Inspiring Pressence (Ekiron) and +2 from Back Turned (Opponent)): 5 (19). Critical Success!
Rolling Crit Chart: PWN!
Illios charges forward and lands a heavy blow to the golem's back, taking off a large chunk of rock.
The golem does another roar-like sound but doesnt turn to face Illios. It simply moves the forcefield to him and prepares for a finishing blow on Agron.
DM: Golem took 50 damage and has 781 HP left.

 

[-Peper-]

OOC: What the fuck? Lol one hit defeat.
I guess I'll wait someone to revive me up.

 

[Phoonix]

OOC: Drag, I only noticed just now. but you type Ekrion wrong. you type it ekIron while it is EkrIon

IC: Ekrion shocked by the damage Agron has taken starts channeling his newfound powers again. He places his palm on the ground and tries to heal Agron. "I won't let you die just yet my friend." he mumbles to himself.

NOTE: Rapid regrowth, activate.

 

[Dragonson]

OOC:
@Peper
You gotta be careful with Swift Striker.
As soon as you're above DifLevel 3 you get into rolls that you currently have around 80% chance to fail, and three near-critical failures is not something you just walk away from.

@Phoon
Ah, sorry. I'l fix it. :S


IC:
@Ekrion
DM: Rune Activation (DifLevel 2): Roll (1d6 +1 from Will): 5 (6). Success!
Rolling Heal Amount (10d6): 47. Target was Near-Death and Rapid Regrowth has not been spent.
Healing Energies spring through the earth, healing Agron and bringing him back to consciousness.
DM: Agron is now on 57 HP.

 

[Phoonix]

Immediately after healing Agron Ekrion draws his sword and charges at the golem full speed ready to strike at the hole he made earlier whit his stone spike.

 

[-Peper-]

Agron regain his consciusness. His armor was shattered to pieces and he still suffered from the damage. After realized he was healed by Ekrion, he immediately thanked him ''Thanks.'' (it's indeed out of his character)
He stood up, preparing to attack once more.

 

[GunSlinger]

IC:
With the strange light the golem emitted, Leo suddenly felt stronger
"Power."
Leo grinned and took flight gliding through the battlefield towards the golem.
"Let's see how strong my new found power is."
Leo was soon above the golem and with one big inhale,drawing power from the lower planes, blew at the golem.

OOC:
Yeah! Corrosive breath.

 

[-Peper-]

Agron flies around, trying to stay outside of the golem's sight. He dashes toward it's back and swing his punch.

 

[Dragonson]

@Agron
DM: Melee Attack (DifLevel 3): Roll (1d6 +13 from Strength (Brutal Fighting Applied)): 4 (17). Success!
Agron runs towards the golem, and before it can do anything he throws himself down in a slide and stabs up into the hole in it's armour as he slides beneath it.
A big chunk of some weird glowing rock falls out. It glows bright purple, but as it hits the ground the glow changes to a light teal.
DM: Golem took 17 Damage and has 764 HP left.

@Leo
DM: Channelling Activation/Spell Check (DifLevel 3): Roll (1d6 +5 from Will and +5 from Inspiring Pressence (Ekiron)): 6 (16).
Rolling Extra Dice: 3 (19). Critical Success!
Channelling: Psychic and Channelling: Chaos Energy activated for 4 Actions for Leo.
Green flame emerges in Leo's eyes as he channels the energies of Chaos, and a ray of violet energy shoots out from his mouth towards the golem like a magical torpedo.
The ray hits hard, and the golem was thrown backwards into one of the Arena's walls, leaving serious cracks in the wall and a big hole in the golem's chestplate, revealing a glowing purple substance at it's mechanism's midst.
DM: Golem took 50 damage and has 714 HP left.

@Agron
DM: Melee Attack (DifLevel 3): Roll (1d6 +4 from Strength (Brutal Fighting Applied) and +5 from Inspiring Pressence (Ekrion)): 4 (13). Success!
Agron sweeps down and lands a blow on the golem's armour, taking off another chunk of rock.
DM: Golem took 13 damage and has 701 HP left.

 

[Phoonix]

As the Golem is knocked down against the wall Ekrion takes his chance and charges once again, trying to stab it right in the eye.

OOC: you mixed up mine and Agrons name. xD

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla stumbled as her magical restraints were traversed.
Stiff and without a weapon she took a second to observe her surroundings, they were in trouble. Agron looked somewhat beaten, Ekrion danced around like a strangely admirable madman and Leo could be seen darting around over the beasts head. One lucky strike and he'd be grounded, she knew. The others stories were of a similar nature except...
"Illios" she muttered through pursed lips, noting her old prison now held him in check.
Now whose waiting for someone? she thought sarcastically.

She bit her lip and cursed herself for what she was about to do.
She winced as she spread her wings, their bloodflow and temperature having returned to what she hoped were acceptable levels. They were stiff and sore. She kicked off nonetheless and darted over to Illios landing in a hurry, face scrunching up and eyebrows pinching. "That. Hurt." She rasped, "...but lucky for you I was taught to never leave a man behind. Even if he is an obnoxious jerk!".
She closed her eyes and placed her hands out in front of her, palms straight and raised against the shield. I was never any good at magic, that was my sister's job.
She laughed as a small smile formed "I'd suggest you move back but ...what good would it do? Well here goes nothing"

OOC: Attempting to penetrate the shield or disrupt the Golem's hold on Illios via magic.

 

[-Peper-]

OOC: Lol double Agron attack.
IC: After landing a blow to the golem, Agron quickly ascend upwards. Then flies back down with enhanced speed, trying to deal some kicks on the golem.
NOTE: Swift strikaaaaa again!

 

[Dragonson]

OOC:
Oops, lol.

IC:
@Ekrion
Ekrion roars as he zooms towards the golem, his sword moving towards it's eye like the beak of a gryphon.
But just before his blade hit, time appeared to slow down. The golem's arms fell down it's sides, and it faced Ekiron with an apathy-filled stare. It's eye glowed stronger than before, the purple energy swirling around like a maelstrom.
The Ekrion's blade hit.
There was a sound of shattering glass, and the gears inside the golem's body stopped moving.
The golem fell down on it's knees, and stayed there.
Behind it, the cracks in the wall started growing bigger.
And at the same time the shield around Illios faded, leaving the group standing in silence in the arena.

 

[-Peper-]

''What?!'' Agron stopped. After a while of thinking, he flies to the crack on the wall. Examining it.

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla opened her eyes and raised an eyebrow before turning on her heel and pacing away from Illios to the recently deceased? golem. She clambered onto the contraption and placed her hands upon it's shattered eye, trying to absorb what little power it might have left.

 

[Dragonson]

As soon as Meyla placed her hands on the golems eyes a loud, mind-shattering sound filled the room.
Everyone except Meyla fell to their knees and covered their ears with their hands, and Meyla almost lost her hearing as there was something holding her hands pressed against the golem's eyes.
Something moved up from the golem and into her hands. She could see some kind of purple substance litterally moving through her veins.
It felt good.
The sound stopped, and the golem's eye stopped glowing completely.
And once again, Meyla didnt look like Meyla. For a second, sitting ontop of the golem, was a pitch-black creature with enormous wings and cold, purple eyes.
This time, though, the creature's hands was Meyla's. And their darkened flesh was covered in purple runes.
Then she was Meyla again, and the darkness disappeared.
They all saw what it had left behind.
Meyla's irises had changed color to a pure violet color, and three black interlocking rings moved in slow circles around each of her irises.

They all felt the power in that moment. Every single one of them.
DM: All characters without the Entity Touched feat gained +2 Will. All characters with the Entity Touched feat gained and +2 Cunning. Meyla gained +4 Cunning.

 

[GunSlinger]

Leo stares at Meyla almost disappointed and soon breaks the silence.
"I will never get used to that but never mind that. Those crack disturb me."

 

[Fussiler1]

Dazzled and astonished by the events he was silent and merely stared at Meyla. He had no need to talk, but nonetheless gave her a small, approving nod, after hesitating. She had done good. Then he tried to relive the scene, asking questions as; What exactly had happened? Illios couldn't really put the events in a straight line and then merely shrugged.
''Meh.'' he finally commented.

 

[Dragonson]

In the background, the cracks in the wall slowly grew.
Behind the wall was... Something. Light poured in through the hole, revealing two man-sized canister-like objects.

 

[-Peper-]

Agron went inside the hole, then examines the two canister. ''What is this?''

 

[Dragonson]

As Agron moves closer the entire wall almost spontaneously breaks down.
This reveals a small chamber behind it, and with it several thousand small iron tubes leading from the walls and into the canisters.
On one of the canisters was a small paper attached to it with an arrow, written on it were the words 'None of your buisness, Taiion' signed with a big 'L'.

EDIT:
OOC:
Well, guys... I have good news and bad news.
The good news are mainly for you guys, and the bad news are for me.
The good news are that i'm not going on that two-week trip, so we arent going to have that break.
The bad news are that i'm not going on that trip. *sigh*

Soeh, yeah. That isnt going to be the death of the RP after all.
Not like there's much acitivity at the moment anyway, sooo....

 

[Grey Nightmare]

Meyla stepped carefully down from the Golem, brushing herself off as she did so, not that she looked bad. Like last time, she seemed to have undergone a regeneration of sorts, her hair was now thick and dry and her skin seemingly unblemished by dust and dirt.
"What now?" she addressed the assembled.

 

[Dragonson]

Suddenly a cracking sound came from both of the canisters, and they both slowly started opening.
When they were fully opened they revealed two people.
Inside the right one was a human, and the left one an elf.
Their eyes were closed, and they both looked pale, but they were breathing.
And slowly, they both opened their eyes...


DM: Daegor and Arcisal are in play.

 

[GunSlinger]

"A capsule?" Leo said as he stares in awe.

 

[Arcisal]

As Arcisal was opening his eyes, a sudden force filled him with an unexpected eccentric energy.

"What! Where?! Where has.. where ar-" he stuttered. The eccentricity faded and was soon overtaken by a dull sense of haziness. "Where am I?" he mumbled unconsciously, "Where are we?"

As Arcisal looked around, he suddenly realized the party before him. "Who are you?" he asked with a tired voice. "Strange folks. Two Drak'Ron and a Crycon in the same party. And one of the Remnant! Strange folk indeed... And a cousin of mine? I've heard the Sky Elves generally do not like underground and cramped places, but I might have heard wrong. You might be the less phobic of your type. I mean you all no harm. Not even I have any knowledge of where I am. Do you?"

Spotting the golem at the background, he suddenly stood up. "A golem! And an ancient one by the looks! It lays in pieces now, and I assumed it's destruction was by all of your hands? Very capable party you are."

"Now what fate could possibly bring about the lot of us together?". Suddenly, he remembered something. "The Book! Unrung! I lie in Unrung! Have you come to chase after the relic as well?" he asked with a curios tone.

"Now, allow me to introduce myself. Arcisal of the Wood Elves. Or once was of. Exiled and former Chief Healer."