--- Jeff/Neydisa Lude 6: Dragon's Nest --- Session Start: Sat Aug 16 18:34:12 2003 --SESSION START-- >> Morning heats the clearing and burns away the dew on the grass, but light scarcely seems to penetrate into the surrounding hazy forest. «ooc: You slept outside of Tyrell's tent after he told you the story of the undead dragons. You are planning to attack the source today. » >> Near the tent, Cathay is stirring a pot over a sputtering fire. A thin line of aromatic smoke rises into the sky. * Jeff is still laying down with his eyes half closed, apparently enjoying the lingering feeling of sleep enough that he doesn't want it to end yet * Neydisa lays on her back nearby on a blanket she had packed, staring up at the forest canopy. She yawns once, stretching into a sitting position. "Mmm... hard to tell when it's morning in this place." Cathay: Be glad. It is one of the few cool places left on the island. * Jeff stretches a little, his voice coming out quietly. "Much cooler than a morning in the reservation." >> Cathay nods silently. She draws a thin liquid from the pot with a wooden spoon, blows on it, and sips it. Certainly a lot less dusty. That seems to get into everything... * Neydisa stands, brushing her windbreaker off some and looking around. Her gaze lingers on Jeff then Cathay. * Jeff sits up, twisting a little to crack his back, and yawns. >> Tyrell emerges from the tent, eunning a hand along his scalp. "Ah, that smells about ready, Cathay. Let's have a bit, eh?" >> Tyrell passes Cathay a pile of battered metal bowls, and she spoons stew into each, handing them out. The stew is a combination of rabbit meat and strange local plants. It has a faintly bitter taste. * Jeff takes the bowl. "Thank you." * Neydisa thanks her hosts for the morning meal, trying it out. « just had to shut the door behind sis. now I can concentrate :) » Not too bad. Maybe sometime I can try cooking for you. >> Tyrell slurps his soup, speaking in between spoonfulls. "Careful now, young lady, you'll make Cathay jealous, eh? Mm. There's no telling what awaits us when we arrive, you know. Dragon will not risk himself by encroaching directly upon this world, but he may have more powerful servants there. We've been so preoccupied with picking off the ones that wander our way that we really have no idea." * Jeff pauses in eating long enough to speak. "At the very least, we'll have to assume there are going to be more there than we've run into so far." * Neydisa mumbles, "I was up almost the whole night trying to do the proper aiding rituals, just in case. Whatever lurks deep in there, I'm as prepared as I can be for it." >> Tyrell nods. "It's a messy situation, really. This is just one of a thousand problems in the world, and there aren't nearly enough saviors to go around." He chuckles with a note of resignation. >> Cathay remains characteristically silent. * Jeff nods to Tyrell. "If we do whatever we can... that's all that can be asked of us." «ooc: Oof. Have to go for 15 mins or so. » «ooc: BB as soon as can. » « OK :) » <> << ..ahem. Sorry.>> * Lucca-away (~lucca@staff.lunarnet.org) has joined #warpg <> << Hi Luk. ;) >> «ooc: Bah! I can leave if you don't want me here...poopyhead. » <> «ooc: Oh! Fun! I go grab a MD now :D » « hehe » <> « isn't that famous for being Elvis style? » <> «ooc: mmm. PB and Banana :O~~ » « sis back. Got some food to pack away :) » «ooc: Oof. I'm always late » «ooc: Return! » <> « yay :) » >> Eventually, breakfast can be protracted no longer, and the time arrives to set out. Tyrell stands and stretches, while Cathay straps a heavy metal knuckle bar to each fist. * Jeff stands, dusting himself off, and follows Cathay's lead, pulling his gloves on. "Ready to go, Neydisa?" * Neydisa checks her katars and her travelbag. "I'm ready. Before we go, though, do you need any of these?" She holds out a few of the Mega Berries she's carrying. Tyrell: Ah, thank you, miss. I wouldn't object to taking one. Cathay: I am fine. * Neydisa nods, handing him one. "If you use it, please don't hesitate to ask for more, Master Tyrell." >> Tyrell walks out to the edge of the circle, kneeling and parting it with both hands. "Come good or ill, we won't be needing this any more. Return to me, essence." Tyrell: So, then! A morning jaunt into the maw of doom. Come, all! Let us not keep madam fate waiting. Yeah... let's go see what we can do. >> The forest is dim and close. Strange rustlings and murmurings come from every corner, but there is no sound like the mad keen of the dragon-beasts. Cathay walks at the forefront, choosing a road easily at every fork in the weedy path. * Neydisa idly wonders about Tyrell's powers as they walk, keepsing her ears open for familiar shreiking of those creatures. « er keeping » * Jeff falls into step with Neydisa, following Cathay as she picks her way through the forest. >> In the darkness of the woods, Tyrell's dark form nearly disappears, although he is close. >> For an indeterminate period, all the group does is walk silently onward through winding paths. Cathay seems to have a strong sense for her destination, but to any following her the path might as well be leading in circles. At length, she stops, holding up a hand. * Jeff halts obediently, looking around * Neydisa does her best to follow the lead of Cathay, stopping rather abruptly as she sees the signal. She glances cautiously forward. >> Ahead, light shines through the trees more brightly than elsewhere. Cathay takes a few steps backwards and speaks lowly, "The trees break here. I believe we are near to our goal. Follow closely, and do not leave the cover of the trees until we see what lies beyond them." >> Tyrell nods approvingly. * Jeff nods his agreement * Neydisa acknowledges it with a nod as well. "Alright." >> The four shamans creep to the edge of the woods, peering through the fence of tree trunks. Beyond the treeline there is a large clearing, bordered on all wides by the wood, and in the clearing stands a tall, weathered building of grey stone. A four-sided pyramid with a flat apex, the structure somewhat resembles the altar to Zephyr in Baskar, but instead of stairs leading to its top, there is a wide, doorless entrance at its base. >> Tyrell rubs his stubbled chin thoughtfully. * Neydisa hugs the trees closely, trying to get a good look. She whispers to Tyrell, "A forgotten altar?" >> A clutch of dead dragons emerge from the building's entrance, their bony wings scraping against the sides of the doorway as they pass. * Neydisa hushes up quickly, ducking behind the tree she's holding onto. .o( Not so forgotten after all. ) * Jeff clenches his fists, watching through the growth >> Cathay drops into a crouch, chewing on her knuckle. The dragons split away from each other, revealing that there are three in total. One circles around the temple, out of sight, one stumbles off into the brush in a direction opposite the party, and one lingers some twenty feet from the entrance, appearing dazed by the sunlight. Tyrell: Just the one...but if alerted, it may call more. * Neydisa peers at her companions. She whispers, "Can we get past it fast enough?" Cathay: It's not paying close attention. We might have a shot at it. « just a second.. » If you think we can make it, we can try... Cathay: I think *we* can. I don't know about you two. It might be wiser just to attack it while its back is turned. We'd have to drop it quickly to stop it from calling out. Cathay: Mmm... >> Tyrell folds his arms, listening to the conversation. * Neydisa whispers back, "One of the berries may do it in without must hassle. But we may need them later still." « er much » >> Cathay looks to Tyrell, but he simply shrugs. "I am skilled at not being seen, but I am not so sure about our friends. I will leave it to you, Cathay." >> Cathay eyes Jeff and Neydisa critically, then shakes her head. "We will ambush the one that remains, and try to catch it off guard." * Neydisa nods quietly. >> While the dragon's back is turned, Cathay creeps forward, staying low in the grass. * Neydisa begins moving forward, small frame easily hidden by the foliage. She veers off a bit to Cathay's side, hopefully flanking the creature when he turns around. >> Cathay counts off three-two-one on her fingers, then rushes forward. Though he was behind, Tyrell is in front of her in an instant. --Combat!-- Enemy Front: Harrower «ooc: brb » «ooc: give actions while I'm afk » Neydisa charges! Jeff uses Mystic on the Black Belt. Strengthen released! Jeff's Strength +2L! << Shit, forgot about the mind-effect on that now.>> Tyrell uses Mystic on the Silver Swallow. Valkyrie released! <> «ooc: Oh, yeah. Doh » « I'm assuming... » «ooc: SOrry I'm slow. Relearning all my aliases here » 111 damage! >> The harrower buckles under the sudden attack, whirling around with a dazed snarl. Cathay attacks the Harrower! «ooc: ... » 1! 1! (2) « boo.... Cathay... ;_; » >> Cathay leaps back, cracking her gloves together. "Not going to work, eh..." «ooc: She has a MUCH higher AP than Neydisa, too. Hee. » Round 2! >> The Harrower raises its bloodied head and lets loose with a warbling keen that shakes scraps of rotten flesh from the inside of its throat. Tyrell: Ah well, it was a good try. Away with you, then! Neydisa tosses a Potion Berry at the Harrower! * Neydisa watches from her semi-hiding spot, pulling a small fruit from her pack. In a quick move she leaps up and pitches the glowing Potion Berry right into the monster's maw. "Not so fast!" 112 damage! The item melts against the creature's skin, leaving a horrible welt. Jeff charges! Force+1! Tyrell uses Mystic on the Silver Swallow. Valkyrie released! 105 damage! Harrower A is KO'd. >> The dragon lets off a final cry before melting into a bubbling pile of rot. More are approaching, however...from nearby, two of its fellows arrive. Harrower B and C have joined the fight! Round 3! Everyone in the ally party gains force. * Neydisa looks around as the two close in. "Well, time for Plan B I guess." Neydisa uses Mystic on a Mega Berry! 1120 damage to both Harrowers. Both are slain. * Neydisa produces a Mega Berry from her pack and starts chanting softly, surrounded by a gentle, sea-green light. Mundane to magical, ordinary to extraordinary... awaken the hidden spirit within! * Neydisa releases the latent Mystic power of the item, healing an entire row at once! * Jeff winces a little as the Harrowers are healed to death >> The dragons peal and thrash, their skin burning away under the normally restorative magic of the berry. The entrance to the temple is covered with scaly remains. Tyrell: Well, well. We certainly could have used a few more of those earlier. Let's see what's inside before any more come to investigate, eh? * Neydisa draws a deep breath after the energies wash over the two. "Right... I just wanted to save our strength." >> Cathay nimbly sidesteps the mess, peering into the temple. "It's clear," she says after a moment. "There are windows, but it's pretty dark." * Neydisa tries not to look too much at the what's left of the foes, and creeps towards the entrance. >> The inside of the temple smells faintly rotten. It is a large, empty space, filled with strange runes, but unfurnished save for an empty stone altar at the far end, lit by a sunbeam from an overhead window. In the center of the room, however, a wide staircase leads down to another doorway. * Neydisa scans the runic markings a moment, wondering if she can recognize anything related to the Guardians. >> The symbols seem faintly familiar, but they are nothing she can identify. Cathay: *frowns* This is a temple. Tyrell: I see...it makes sense now. Well, let's go. The trans-dimensional chamber will be below. * Neydisa mumbles, "Trans-dimensional chamber..." to herself, wondering what Shane might think of this. >> As they descend, the natural light from above is gradually replaced by lamplight from below. Dust-caked orbs mounted on the walls throw a steady blue light, unperturbed by the passage of ages. «ooc: Slow. » « just took a brbr. apologies. :) » «ooc: ahh. » So some sort of device exists down here to bridge the gaps between worlds? Tyrell: Of sorts, though that is not its intended purpose. It is one of the things you will learn if all goes well. For now, let us merely focus on our enemies. * Neydisa nods to Tyrell. "Of course. It just reminds me of a close friend." >> The stairs terminate at a short, wide hallway. At the end of the hall, two enormous metal doors have been ripped from their hinges, and lie, broken, across the floor. The room beyond is dark and filled with the sounds of stirring. * Neydisa crouches down to inspect the shattered doors. .o( Such force... ) >> A wet "plop" resounds from inside the next room, and the shifting sounds continue. Tyrell: Mmm. It seems a bit dark, lights or no. Cathay, perhaps you could...? >> Cathay nods. "Are we ready?" * Neydisa squints into the darkness of the room beyond, listening anxiously to the sounds. She seems to be waiting for action from the black chamber or the group, whichever comes first. >> Cathay kneels down and opens her fist, revaling a tiny beetle. "Then we go. Watch yourselves." >> The beetle climbs down to the floor, turns around twice in a circle, and bursts into the flame. Chittering wildly, it runs into the dark room ahead, then explodes in a spectacular flare, bringing light to the darkness. A resounding scream comes from the room, and the entire temple shakes. * Neydisa blinks as the walls shake around her, unsure of exactly what to expect to rise out of screeching conflaguration. >> The chamber is large and square, with doorways all around. In the centre, on a raised dais, is a huge black reptilian creature. Its head, forelegs and upper body are the same size as those of the lesser dragons, but its lower body is swollen to the size of a hut, distended by strange shapes that slide around beneath its patchy rotten skin. >> The floor is sticky with pus and gore, and covered in the broken shells of dozens of black eggs. One egg lies in front of the creature, whole and fresh with slime. As the party watches, it splits, and a clawed hand thrusts out. >> As the newly-born harrower claws forth, the great mother dragon fixes its small, oily eyes on the shamans and raises its head in a roar that ripples along every inch of its flesh. * Neydisa involuntariyl stares at the mother dragon, senses trying to take in the unreal dragon hatchery. "Guardians... so this is..." * Jeff looks back and forth from the newly hatched egg to the mother, blinking. "Unbelievable.." Tyrell: Hmph...he has truly gone mad. Very well, then. There's nothing for it. We fight! --Boss Combat!-- Enemy Front: Harrower A Enemy Rear: Fallen Matriarch * Neydisa tears her eyes away to focus on her friends instead. «ooc: I assume Jeff is front and Ney is rear? Cathay is front, Tyrell is rear. » « right, unless otherwise stated. » << Right. >> The Fallen Matriarch uses Indifferent Womb! From somewhere in its bloated abdomen, a shiny black egg emerges, rolling down to clatter amongst the discarded shells. Harrower A uses Wild Shred on Jeff! 15! Critical: 28! 12! 12! 13! (80) Jeff gains 1 force! Neydisa charges. Force+1! Jeff charges. Force+2! Jeff is Condition Green! Wow. <> « wow. » Tyrell uses Mystic on the Silver Swallow. Valkyrie released! 99 damage to Harrower A! Cathay charges. Force+1! Round 2! The egg splits open, and an undead dragon rips out of it. Harrower B has joined the battle! Fallen Matriarch gains 1 force. * Neydisa looks to Tyrell, hand on her pack. "Should I wait?" Tyrell: Give it all you've got, but don't forget to target the mother. * Jeff closes his eyes for just a moment, crossing his arms over his chest. * Neydisa nods. The Fallen Matriarch uses Foul Effusion on its own party! All enemies are poisoned. Harrower A attacks Tyrell! * Neydisa prepares, noting the tactics of the mother. Just like Jeff before... <> «ooc: Er, wait. Cathay. » «ooc: My bad. » 10! Critical: 17! Critical: 16! 11! CriticaL: 19! 9! critical: 22! (104) KO'd! «ooc: She has 104 HP. Hah. » « eek » «ooc: Er, wait. » «ooc: That was with the 5 attacks. » «ooc: Frig. Hang on. » << Yeah that was 7.>> «ooc: OK, got it. I thought that was a bit much. I did +2 when I meant to do -2 » 10! 10! Critical: 16! (36) Much saner. Harrower B uses Wild Shred on Jeff! « *prays* » 13! 13! 12! 12! Miss! (50) Counter: 4! * Jeff staggers a little, then resumes his posture. Neydisa uses a Mega Berry on the Fallen Matriarch! * Neydisa narrows her eyes then hurls a holy berry directly at the Matriarch. "Forgive me.. but this is the way it has to be!" 375 damage! The matriarch screams and thrashes, splattering the walls with black bile. Jeff uses Spiritual Attunement. Next summon at +1! Jeff High Summons Zeldukes! Zeldukes, grant us your power, and shield us as we cleanse this place! * Jeff clenches his fists, lowering his arms and then slipping into a fighting stance The party's DP and Agi are raised 7 levels each! * Neydisa smiles towards Jeff, his summon bolstering her confidence. Tyrell releases Valkyrie again. 111 damage to Harrower A! >> Cathay uses a Potion Berry on Jeff. Fully healed! Round 3! Harrower A, Jeff, Neydisa, Tyrell and Cathay gain 1 force! * Jeff stands a little easier. "Thank you, Cathay." «ooc: Oh, wait one sec » Harrower A regains 27 HP. Fallen Matriarch regains 38 HP. Cathay: *nods* Keep calm. We must not let horrors try us. ...We've seen worse than this. >> Cathay raises a bald brow. Fallen Matriarch meditates! Failure! «ooc: Actually, Jeff goes first now. Doh. Oh well. Doesn't matter in that case. » Jeff attacks Harrower A! Critical: 6! Miss! 5! Critical: 8! Critical: 6! (25) <> Counter: 6! (6) < «ooc: ? » <> «ooc: ....wait. » «ooc: ....yes, you do. » <> «ooc: Frig. » « I think I'm faster init wise » «ooc: I'm just godawful here. » « It's okay :) » <> Neydisa High summons equitus! Everyone is at +10L Str/Dex. * Neydisa traces the rune of the Sword in the corrupted air. "From beyond the mighty glaciers of Arctica, I call the master of the vengeful blade... honor the prayers made in faith... grant us now the strength of your triumphant legions!" <> « Now let's see take two! » * Jeff smiles as the Sword Guardian's power flows over him, then prepares to lash into the closest of the Harrowers. 8! 8! Critical: 11! 7! 8! (42) NOW FM meditates. And fals. << Wow. The extra 8 attack didn't help for a damn. ;)>> Harrower A lashes back at Jeff, tearing swaths through the air with its inky claws. «ooc: Yes it did. :D » << Well.. a bit, yeah. ;)>> «ooc: I actually had it a bit botched. You did better than you were supposed to on the original because I forgot to take off the +2 from the last fight » <> 9! 6! 8! (23) Harrower B attacks Cathay! 7! 5! Critical: 11! (23) * Neydisa pants a moment, holding her chest. .o ( If only that bargain was not so painful... I can't let it keep me down. ) <<....wait a second. If poison is healing 38 to the mother, and poison heals 1/12 of something's life...>> <<456 HP?>> >> Cathay claps a hand over the shallow cuts in her arm. "Ngh. We can keep the weak ones at bay, but we have to defeat the mother before it can regain its energy." «ooc: It doesn't count HP gained from Boss HP. » «ooc: Which she has. » « Naturally » <> Tyrell snaps his fingers and points at Jeff. "You look like a strapping lad. Have a bit of help." Tyrell uses Dichotomy on jeff! Jeff's attack becomes Holy-elemental. Another of your secrets? * Jeff looks down at his hands, then grins. "Thanks." Tyrell: They're yours for the learning if we can pull through this, my dear. Cathay uses Concentration! Mind +10L! I.. I won't fail. Round 4. Harrower B and the Fallen Matriarch gain 1 force. Harrower A gains 27 HP. Matriarch gains 38 HP. «ooc: Tyrell only has 237 MP left. ;_; » <<237? Cripes!>> « o_O » «ooc: BRB. Getting drink. » «ooc: Back. Actions? » Neydisa uses a Mega Berry on the Fallen Matriarch! 375 damage! * Neydisa passes another Mega Berry to her good throwing arm, heaving it at the draconian mother. «ooc: That can fail, incidentally. It has a to-hit roll. » «ooc: Though you can pick up the item by spending an action and try again if it does » « I was going to ask you if you were rolling something, yeah ^^ » «ooc: Dex+Throwing » « hey my skill comes in handy! » Jeff attacks Harrower A once again! * Jeff flexes his fingers, then continues the exchange of blows with the first rotting dragon 9! Critical: 14! Critical: 14! 10! 10! (57) « one sec » Harrower A attacks Cathay! 6! 6! Critical: 14! (26) Harrower B attacks Cathay! <> << :D>> Critical: 13! Critical: 9! 6! (28) KOd. >> Cathay collapses with a grunt. The Fallen Matriarch meditates! Regains 8 MP. Tyrell Mystics the Silver Swallow to use Valkyrie on Harrower A. KO'd. Tyrell: Hmph... Cathay... damn. « back... darn Cathay :( » «ooc: She took a Vit-2 wound, incidentally » <<...heheh. Doh.>> Round 5! Fallen Matriarch regains 38 HP. * Neydisa looks with concern to Cathay. "I can manage her..." Neydisa uses a Revive Fruit on Cathay! She is revived with 20 HP. * Neydisa steps over to the fallen shaman, finding a certain irony how the positions can switch with someone. She splits open a Revive Fruit, helping Cathay to eat it. Cathay: nggh...keep your mind on...the enemy. >> Cathay pulls herself to her feet, blearily resuming her stance. Jeff Mystics his Mega Berry on the Fallen Matriarch! 375 damage. * Jeff pulls out and holds up a mega berry, closing his hand around it as it dissolves into light and diffuses over the Matriarch. >> The Matriarch thrashes violently. It lowers its head as far as its bloated abdomen will allow and lets loose a foul-smelling roar of defiance. Fallen Matriarch uses Recover! Regains 340 HP! Harrower B casts Vanish on Jeff! Miss! « whew.. » Round 6! Everyone but Cathay and Harrower B gain 1 force. « what did Tyrell do? » «ooc: Oh, right. Bugger. » «ooc: Mysticked a Heal item on Cathay. She's fully healed. » Fallen Matriarch gains 38 HP. « score. :) » * Neydisa produces a Mega Berry from her pack and starts chanting softly, surrounded by a gentle, sea-green light. Mundane to magical, ordinary to extraordinary... awaken the hidden spirit within! * Neydisa releases the latent Mystic power of the item, healing an entire row at once! Neydisa Mystics a Mega Berry on the Fallen Matriarch! 375 damage! Jeff attacks Harrower B. 12! 11! Critical: 16! Critical: 15! 12! (66) The Fallen Matriarch uses Recover! Regains 339 HP! These dragons must have been amazing, when they were alive... Tyrell: It's a tragedy in every way. But that does not sway me! Harrower B attacks Jeff! 8! 7! 8! (23) Counter: 6! Tyrell Mystics the Silver Swallow to use Valkyrie on Harrower B! 78 damage! Cathay charges. Force+1! Harrower B regains 27 HP. Fallen Matriarch regains 38 HP. Round 7! Harrower B gains 1 force. Tyrell: Bah. This won't do! >> Tyrell fishes around in his pack, pulling out a small wooden boomerang. * Neydisa pulls out yet another of her fast draining stash, "We're barely keeping up..." Harrower B covers the Fallen Matriarch! Neydisa throws a Mega Berry at the Fallen Matriarch. « I guess that means he take it.. darn. ^^ » Intercepted by Harrower B! Harrower B takes like a zillion damage. « I was about to try to abort » « but hey. less is good. ^^ » <<...>> «ooc: Oh. Do you still want to? » «ooc: You can, since I didn't actually give you a chance » « Yess. But youw ere so fast! » «ooc: OK. » * Neydisa checks her throw. "I can't waste this on you." « or tries.. » « come on reflexes :o » «ooc: Gah. I closed textpad. One sec » Success. Aborted. Jeff uses Ultra Strike on Harrower B! * Jeff launches himself at the Harrower in a flurry of punches and kicks. "Why do these things..." Critical: 11! Critical: 8! Miss! Critical: 9! Critical: 8! Critical: 11! Miss! Critical: 9! Critical: 8! Critical: 12! (76) Counter: 8! 7! (15) ...always so gladly hop in way of danger? >> The creature is pummelled, shrieking as chunks of scale-draped bone slough off it. * Neydisa sighs. "They are only protecting their mother... I feel for them in a way." Fallen Matriarch uses Fury Draw! All MP regained! Cathay: This is no true mother. Tyrell uses Valkyrie on Harrower B. 93 damage. Harrower B is KOd. Cathay charges. Force+1! Fallen Matriarch regains 38 HP. Round 8! Cathay gains 1 force. Fallen Matriarch gains 1 force. Oh, and the Matriach shifts to the front row Duh Neydisa hurls a Mega Berry at the Matriarch! 375 damage. * Neydisa sends the berry she's still holding onto hurtling towards the enraged dragon! Jeff attacks the Matriarch! 8! 5! Critical: 12! Critical: 9! 7! (41) The Fallen Matriarch uses Indifferent Womb. An egg slides to the floor, connected to her by thick strands of mucus. Tyrell uses Valkyrie on the Fallen Matriarch! Tyrell: Hold that thought... 66 damage! Cathay charges! Force+1. The Matriarch regains 38 HP. Harrower C joins the battle! * Neydisa looks towards the mother dragon, amazed by it's sheer stamina. Round 9! Jeff, Neydisa and Tyrell gain force! Tyrell is Condition Green! Neydisa Mystics her final Mega Berry on the enemy front row! * Neydisa holds her final Mega Berry, willing it's inner force to spill out across the unholy mother and it's offspring. « er its » 1125 damage to Harrower C! 375 damage to the Matriarch! Harrower C survives with 1 HP. «ooc: FINALLY someone made a KO check » « ah, what a good son she has ;) » << doh!>> Jeff attacks the Fallen Matriarch. Critical: 11! Miss! Critical: 9! Critical: 11! 7! (38) Counter: 14! (14) The Fallen Matriarch uses Recover! Regains 474 HP. * Jeff shakes his head and hops back, not quick enough to avoid the counter. "We're just not hurting this fast enough... " * Neydisa shakes her head as nothing meets her digging hand this time. "That's the last one...!" Tyrell: Hmmm...perhaps we need to shift strategies... I'm open to any suggestions! Harrower C attacks Cathay! Critical: 19! Critical: 17! Miss! (36) Tyrell uses Valkyrie on the Fallen Matriarch. Miss! >> Tyrell mutters something entirely undignified. "Very well, then...I'll have to get serious. Can one of you raise my mystic power?" Cathay uses Concentration! Mind +10L. the Fallen Matriarch gains 39 HP. 38. * Neydisa nods. "I need some time, though." Round 10! The Fallen Matriarch gains 1 force. Cathay: Leave the straggler to me... You've got it? All right, then. «ooc: I am reminded that Jeff's weapon steals HP. I'm just healing him fully since it's probably stolen a lot I forgot about » Tyrell: I'd hoped to hang on to this, but...eh. *pulls out the Mega Berry Neydisa gave him earlier* Neydisa charges. Force+1! Jeff attacks the Matriarch. 7! 5! 6! 6! 8! (32) >> The matriarch lurches forward, sprawling over its bloody gut to rake a grotesquely undersized black claw at Jeff. The Fallen Matriarch attacks Jeff! «ooc: . . .You've got to be kidding me. » Miss! Miss! Miss! (0) Counter: 4! 5! (9) « goodness » * Jeff deftly avoids the attack, landing a couple extra blows in the process Harrower C draws back its head and spits forth a gout of oily flame. uses Balefire! -Jeff- yay for sex BSM!!!!!!!! I just had the best idea ever what is it brb ...he certainly leaves you on the edge of your seat «ooc: That took way too long. » 23 damage to Jeff! 13 damage to Neydisa! 19 damage to Cathay! 15 damage to Tyrell! Tyrell uses a Mega Berry on the Fallen Matriarch! 375 damage! Tyrell: Ah well, there it goes... Cathay High Summons Solus Emsu! >> Cathay throws her arms wide apart and a searing, glorious light surges forth from them, carried along by an angelic song. * Jeff almost flinches away reflexively, but forces himself to watch * Neydisa bats the flames away from her singed windbreaker as the heaven guardian comes into being. «ooc: ...that can't be right. Bleh. hang on a sec » * Lucca-away (~lucca@staff.lunarnet.org) has joined #warpg «ooc: Huh. Oh well. » 32 damage to Harrower A! 26 damage to Fallen Matriarch! * Lucca-away is back (gone: -25603secs) * Lucca-away is now known as Lucca >> Cathay frowns viciously. <<....>> Harrower C, rather. And he's KOd. «ooc: NEEDS MORE MIND. That's at +10L. » Round 11! Cathay gains 1 force! Tyrell: Don't worry about it...it takes time to be good at that sort of thing. Cathay: Hmph. Fallen Matriarch gains 38 HP. * Neydisa pulls out her prized set of Weirding Stones. "It looks like it's up to you, Master Tyrell... let me give you the strength." Tyrell: Ah, you did most of the work. Let's see if I can finish this off... Neydisa Mystics the Weirding Stones. Enlighten released! Tyrell's Mind +6L! Jeff attacks the Fallen Matriarch! 5! 8! 6! Miss! Critical: 10! (29) Counter: 18! (18) «ooc: ..... » * Neydisa watches them shatter under the stress. "Items can always be replaced.. a world certainly can't be." Fallen Matriarch uses Recover. Failure! «ooc: Failure by one on a d100 roll. » <> « I smell a big fat opening. ^^ » Tyrell High Summons Solus Emsu! He mimics Cathay's motion, but the rushing wave of sunlight he produces is far larger, cracking with ozone and lit with auroric patterns. «ooc: Holy SHIT » 320 damage! The Fallen Matriarch is slain. Victory! << *chokes* >> «ooc: He's something like 17 levels higher than Cathay » * Neydisa is breifly semi-blinded by the light, glancing reflexively to Jeff, making sure it didn't harm him. <> «ooc: 36 » <> * Jeff is shielding his eyes, staring at the pillar of light fading from the remains of the matriarch >> The Matriarch shudders, ichor gushing from its throat between wild shrieks. It flails its tiny arms wildly, and its abdomen churns with tiny bursts as each egg cracks. Finally, its torso collapses over its enormous gut, and the entire form begins to dissolve into a black, bony ooze that spreads to cover most of the room. Unbelieveable.... we did it. >> Cathay backs out of the room to escape the slow creep of sludge, clutching her side. Tyrell remains until his sandals are in danger of being sunk, then he too retreats to the hall. * Neydisa backpedals from the disgusting deluge to a safer distance in the hallway. Tyrell: Even dead, it's continuing to pollute this place. It will take a long time and a lot of work to clean this area, and the gate has to be sealed so Dragon can't send more things like that through. >> Cathay flops wearily against the wall, pulling a Potion Berry from her bag and chewing sullenly on it. * Jeff backs away as well, keeping the hem of his robe out of the muck. "Where can you do that?" * Neydisa gives Cathay a worried look. I guess repairing something like this is hardly simple. Is there anything I can do? Tyrell: It must be done here. I suppose I'll be getting a bit messier. *he pats Jeff on the shoulder* You look like hell, but it seems you made it through little the worse for wear, eh? Are you in the mood for another task, young man? I'd like someone to go make some circuits around the temple and clear out any others that may be lurking in the woods. There may be none, or a few, but I doubt there are more than that. *he turns to Neydisa* YOU...are goin « got cut off a bit there. » « are going... » <> to help me set things up here.' * Jeff nods. "I'll go take a look. Good luck taking care of things here." Cathay stands up abruptly, her evident weariness gone. "Master. I would like to go with Jeff to secure the area." * Neydisa looks unsure, but then nods affirmative. "If you think I can do it, then I'm certainly up to the challenge. Like Jeff said, we've seen worse things I suppose..." Tyrell: Oh, I don't know. Why don't you rest a bit, Cathay? You got cut up rather badly, there. It's not always about work, you know. Cathay: *lowers her head, face stern* Please. Tyrell: ...ehn...oh, very well. Jeff, was it? You've got company. All right. * Jeff smiles at Cathay. "Let's go, then." >> Cathay follows without a word or gesture. * Neydisa gazes at Jeff. "Please watch yourselves, alright? We'll be here if something happens." You be careful too. But I'm sure you'll both be fine. * Jeff grins again, then turns and heads back for the outdoors * Neydisa smiles, and sighs a bit as she turns away from him, looking at the imposing mess of things. >> Tyrell steps back into the room where the battle took place. The sludge has already dried into a fibrous layer out of which juts the occasional large bone. He points to the central dais, where the dragon queen was located. "This is a teleporation device designed by the Elw. I am going to seal it. But first...you are going to clean it." He grins lopsidedly. * Neydisa blinks then nervously laughs. "I suddenly feel like I'm back in Adlehyde Inn. These custoemrs were never this messy..." « er those » Tyrell grins, leaning against the wall to watch. "I think we will get along just fine." --SESSION END-- Session Close: Sun Aug 17 01:10:05 2003