"Of course! We didn't want to do this without each other." She answers, analyzing her as well behind its mask. "How exactly did you acquire your new form?"
Mavis lunges at the beast as well, hoping to catch it off guard, as she strikes it again. If her attack hits, she attempts to fire the explosive into the dragon's wound like she did before. 20 to hit, 7 piercing damage plus 11 fire damage.
"A ritual involving connecting myself to a mushroom network, the mushrooms seem to have infested my body and now I have a symbiotic relationship with them."
Now that the beast is aware of them, Thorfinn takes a fighting stance, both of their attacks having hit the best directly, causing it more serious damage, looking like it's close to the fight being finished with a few more attacks. Init:21 Init for the beast:24
"Incredible! How does the ritual work? How does it feel to be connected to the network? Do the mushrooms communicate with you at all?" She asks, incredibly intrigued.
Mavis takes a few steps back, readying herself for a fight. Initiative for Mavis: 14
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
She walks over to get a closer look, intrigued. "Hey, Isaac. What're you working on?" She asks, her mask changing to show a question mark.
Fear flashes briefly in his eyes "do I know you?"
She chuckles a bit, her mask returning to normal. "I'm KK, silly. I don't blame you for not recognizing me- it's been a while since we talked, anyway. So, how've you been? What's that thing you're working on?" She points a clawed finger at the metal box.
"I have been well and this is a music box" he holds it up to her
"Fascinating... I haven't seen a music box in ages. Did you make it yourself?" She asks, her mask changing to one that has far, far too many tiny green eyes on it that twitch and dart around, taking in every single detail they can.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Incredible! How does the ritual work? How does it feel to be connected to the network? Do the mushrooms communicate with you at all?" She asks, incredibly intrigued.
Mavis takes a few steps back, readying herself for a fight. Initiative for Mavis: 14
"I cannot recall, We feel perfectly fine, it is for the betterment of the both of us, and we communicate with Paracelsus all the time." It's a little strange she referred to herself in the third person that way.
The beast steps back, opening it's maw as a grey mist comes out, make a DC 19 Con save or be poisoned and take 31 poison damage, half and no poisoned on a save. Con save for Thorfinn:14
"Incredible! How does the ritual work? How does it feel to be connected to the network? Do the mushrooms communicate with you at all?" She asks, incredibly intrigued.
Mavis takes a few steps back, readying herself for a fight. Initiative for Mavis: 14
"I cannot recall, We feel perfectly fine, it is for the betterment of the both of us, and we communicate with Paracelsus all the time." It's a little strange she referred to herself in the third person that way.
The beast steps back, opening it's maw as a grey mist comes out, make a DC 19 Con save or be poisoned and take 31 poison damage, half and no poison on a save. Con save for Thorfinn:14
"I see... are you a hive mind? If so, is she part of it now, or an independent agent acting on your behalf?" She asks, having a good guess as to why she suddenly referred to herself in the third person.
Mavis' Con save: 15 She attempts to get out of the way, but doesn't fully succeed, coughing profusely as the poisonous mist attempts to destroy her from within.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Incredible! How does the ritual work? How does it feel to be connected to the network? Do the mushrooms communicate with you at all?" She asks, incredibly intrigued.
Mavis takes a few steps back, readying herself for a fight. Initiative for Mavis: 14
"I cannot recall, We feel perfectly fine, it is for the betterment of the both of us, and we communicate with Paracelsus all the time." It's a little strange she referred to herself in the third person that way.
The beast steps back, opening it's maw as a grey mist comes out, make a DC 19 Con save or be poisoned and take 31 poison damage, half and no poison on a save. Con save for Thorfinn:14
"I see... are you a hive mind? If so, is she part of it now, or an independent agent acting on your behalf?" She asks, having a good guess as to why she suddenly referred to herself in the third person.
Mavis' Con save: 12 She attempts to get out of the way, but doesn't fully succeed, coughing profusely as the poisonous mist attempts to destroy her from within.
"A hive mind? That's the most accurate way to describe it, and Paracelsus chose to become a part, though she can act independently if she likes, it is not as if we control her." Her eyes glow like radiant mushrooms.
The greying mist begins to burn their skin and intestines, casuing Thorfinn to cough up blood. He shakes his head and slaps himself before changing in, swinging down at the beast twice. To hit:2428 Damage:1017
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
*What's with these nicknames?! How you doin' Baalze?*
*Okay. Thinking about the telepresence character. I want to find a way to make their main gimmick matter. Perhaps they're physically at least slightly capable, so they can still eat and move and stuff, but they're miserable because their poor constitution means they can't leave their room or talk with anyone. Their room is filled with stacked dishes that formerly contained home-cooked meals that no longer satisfy them. They have a million 'get better soon' cards that stopped coming years back. They waste away in the dark, using their robot to live their best life, knowing that if the machine takes enough damage the psychic feedback would absolutely kill them instantly.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*What's with these nicknames?! How you doin' Baalze?*
*Okay. Thinking about the telepresence character. I want to find a way to make their main gimmick matter. Perhaps they're physically at least slightly capable, so they can still eat and move and stuff, but they're miserable because their poor constitution means they can't leave their room or talk with anyone. Their room is filled with stacked dishes that formerly contained home-cooked meals that no longer satisfy them. They have a million 'get better soon' cards that stopped coming years back. They waste away in the dark, using their robot to live their best life, knowing that if the machine takes enough damage the psychic feedback would absolutely kill them instantly.*
*That's interesting, I've made a few characters who are sick to the point of needing assistance with things before, or characters who are only able to do anything through being forced to or sheer force of will, like Thane. I cant wait to see them in action though.*
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Incredible! How does the ritual work? How does it feel to be connected to the network? Do the mushrooms communicate with you at all?" She asks, incredibly intrigued.
Mavis takes a few steps back, readying herself for a fight. Initiative for Mavis: 14
"I cannot recall, We feel perfectly fine, it is for the betterment of the both of us, and we communicate with Paracelsus all the time." It's a little strange she referred to herself in the third person that way.
The beast steps back, opening it's maw as a grey mist comes out, make a DC 19 Con save or be poisoned and take 31 poison damage, half and no poison on a save. Con save for Thorfinn:14
"I see... are you a hive mind? If so, is she part of it now, or an independent agent acting on your behalf?" She asks, having a good guess as to why she suddenly referred to herself in the third person.
Mavis' Con save: 12 She attempts to get out of the way, but doesn't fully succeed, coughing profusely as the poisonous mist attempts to destroy her from within.
"A hive mind? That's the most accurate way to describe it, and Paracelsus chose to become a part, though she can act independently if she likes, it is not as if we control her." Her eyes glow like radiant mushrooms.
The greying mist begins to burn their skin and intestines, casuing Thorfinn to cough up blood. He shakes his head and slaps himself before changing in, swinging down at the beast twice. To hit:2428 Damage:1017
"...and how could one join this hive mind? I may know some who would be wanting to join as well." She asks, taking mental note of everything she hears so she can take physical notes later.
The mist definitely hurt Mavis quite a bit- she's still standing, though just barely, parts of her skin turning grey before blistering and flaking away. Trying not to breathe in more of the mist, she charges and attacks again. 18 to hit, 7 piercing damage plus 12 fire damage.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"...and how could one join this hive mind? I may know some who would be wanting to join as well." She asks, taking mental note of everything she hears so she can take physical notes later.
The mist definitely hurt Mavis quite a bit- she's still standing, though just barely, parts of her skin turning grey before blistering and flaking away. Trying not to breathe in more of the mist, she charges and attacks again. 18 to hit, 7 piercing damage plus 9 fire damage.
"Really? Are you sure, this is quite the commitment, a bond that cannot be unbroken once made, we exist within Paracelsus." She says, the mushrooms along her body glowing and shift color as to add on.
The attack hits, leaving the beast ever closer to death than it saw before, blood dripping onto the ground as the Vaal Hazal attempts to call on it's breath weapon, failing as it coughs, attacking Thorfinn in an attempt to kill him. To hit:1225 Damage:17+112+4
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"...and how could one join this hive mind? I may know some who would be wanting to join as well." She asks, taking mental note of everything she hears so she can take physical notes later.
The mist definitely hurt Mavis quite a bit- she's still standing, though just barely, parts of her skin turning grey before blistering and flaking away. Trying not to breathe in more of the mist, she charges and attacks again. 18 to hit, 7 piercing damage plus 9 fire damage.
"Really? Are you sure, this is quite the commitment, a bond that cannot be unbroken once made, we exist within Paracelsus." She says, the mushrooms along her body glowing and shift color as to add on.
The attack hits, leaving the beast ever closer to death than it saw before, blood dripping onto the ground as the Vaal Hazal attempts to call on it's breath weapon, failing as it coughs, attacking Thorfinn in an attempt to kill him. To hit:1330 Damage:16+310+4
"Oh, I'm not saying I want to join... at least, not right now. I just want to know how one goes about joining. Are there any negative side effects?"
Mavis attempts to move to interpose, holding up her shield in an attempt to reduce some of the damage. If she can still act afterwards, she makes another strike at the Elder Dragon. 21 to hit, 7 piercing damage plus 12 fire damage.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"...and how could one join this hive mind? I may know some who would be wanting to join as well." She asks, taking mental note of everything she hears so she can take physical notes later.
The mist definitely hurt Mavis quite a bit- she's still standing, though just barely, parts of her skin turning grey before blistering and flaking away. Trying not to breathe in more of the mist, she charges and attacks again. 18 to hit, 7 piercing damage plus 9 fire damage.
"Really? Are you sure, this is quite the commitment, a bond that cannot be unbroken once made, we exist within Paracelsus." She says, the mushrooms along her body glowing and shift color as to add on.
The attack hits, leaving the beast ever closer to death than it saw before, blood dripping onto the ground as the Vaal Hazal attempts to call on it's breath weapon, failing as it coughs, attacking Thorfinn in an attempt to kill him. To hit:1330 Damage:16+310+4
"Oh, I'm not saying I want to join... at least, not right now. I just want to know how one goes about joining. Are there any negative side effects?"
Mavis attempts to move to interpose, holding up her shield in an attempt to reduce some of the damage. If she can still act afterwards, she makes another strike at the Elder Dragon. 21 to hit, 7 piercing damage plus 12 fire damage.
They pluck a mushroom off of themselves, holding it over to them "Consume one of these and you will know how. We wouldn't call any side effects negative, but we are biased."
With her Gunlance's explosion of fire and a wail of death from the beast, it goes down, but not only does the beast go down, so does Thorfinn, the claws having dug deep enough inside the flesh of his side that he isn't able to remain standing. DST:6
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"...and how could one join this hive mind? I may know some who would be wanting to join as well." She asks, taking mental note of everything she hears so she can take physical notes later.
The mist definitely hurt Mavis quite a bit- she's still standing, though just barely, parts of her skin turning grey before blistering and flaking away. Trying not to breathe in more of the mist, she charges and attacks again. 18 to hit, 7 piercing damage plus 9 fire damage.
"Really? Are you sure, this is quite the commitment, a bond that cannot be unbroken once made, we exist within Paracelsus." She says, the mushrooms along her body glowing and shift color as to add on.
The attack hits, leaving the beast ever closer to death than it saw before, blood dripping onto the ground as the Vaal Hazal attempts to call on it's breath weapon, failing as it coughs, attacking Thorfinn in an attempt to kill him. To hit:1330 Damage:16+310+4
"Oh, I'm not saying I want to join... at least, not right now. I just want to know how one goes about joining. Are there any negative side effects?"
Mavis attempts to move to interpose, holding up her shield in an attempt to reduce some of the damage. If she can still act afterwards, she makes another strike at the Elder Dragon. 21 to hit, 7 piercing damage plus 12 fire damage.
They pluck a mushroom off of themselves, holding it over to them "Consume one of these and you will know how. We wouldn't call any side effects negative, but we are biased."
With her Gunlance's explosion of fire and a wail of death from the beast, it goes down, but not only does the beast go down, so does Thorfinn, the claws having dug deep enough inside the flesh of his side that he isn't able to remain standing. DST:6
She takes the small mushroom, holding it in her clawed hand. "Understood. Thank you." She responds, internally debating something.
She rushes over to Thorfinn, rummaging through her backpack of gear for anything that might help. "Oh nonononono- you're not dying here. Not on my watch."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"...and how could one join this hive mind? I may know some who would be wanting to join as well." She asks, taking mental note of everything she hears so she can take physical notes later.
The mist definitely hurt Mavis quite a bit- she's still standing, though just barely, parts of her skin turning grey before blistering and flaking away. Trying not to breathe in more of the mist, she charges and attacks again. 18 to hit, 7 piercing damage plus 9 fire damage.
"Really? Are you sure, this is quite the commitment, a bond that cannot be unbroken once made, we exist within Paracelsus." She says, the mushrooms along her body glowing and shift color as to add on.
The attack hits, leaving the beast ever closer to death than it saw before, blood dripping onto the ground as the Vaal Hazal attempts to call on it's breath weapon, failing as it coughs, attacking Thorfinn in an attempt to kill him. To hit:1330 Damage:16+310+4
"Oh, I'm not saying I want to join... at least, not right now. I just want to know how one goes about joining. Are there any negative side effects?"
Mavis attempts to move to interpose, holding up her shield in an attempt to reduce some of the damage. If she can still act afterwards, she makes another strike at the Elder Dragon. 21 to hit, 7 piercing damage plus 12 fire damage.
They pluck a mushroom off of themselves, holding it over to them "Consume one of these and you will know how. We wouldn't call any side effects negative, but we are biased."
With her Gunlance's explosion of fire and a wail of death from the beast, it goes down, but not only does the beast go down, so does Thorfinn, the claws having dug deep enough inside the flesh of his side that he isn't able to remain standing. DST:6
She takes the small mushroom, holding it in her clawed hand. "Understood. Thank you." She responds, internally debating something.
She rushes over to Thorfinn, rummaging through her backpack of gear for anything that might help. "Oh nonononono- you're not dying here. Not on my watch."
"We don't recommend you consume it now, this is something you think over." Suddenly Paracelsus seems in control again, "Yeah, don't eat the mushroom yet."
Any good hunter that isn't immensely overconfident probably brings at least one potion with them, so in the time they search, they are likely able to find one. Thorfinn's breathing slows as his breath becomes hoarse, blood bubbling at his lips.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Felix is experimenting with his new spells. Right now he's working on making an effigy out of a pawfull of ground beef, four strands of dried spaghetti, and a pinch of salt.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Felix is experimenting with his new spells. Right now he's working on making an effigy out of a pawfull of ground beef, four strands of dried spaghetti, and a pinch of salt.
The newly (mostly) healthy Merabelle smells the cooking and runs over. She doesn't say anything, sitting down next to them, though her face is apologetic.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
Felix is experimenting with his new spells. Right now he's working on making an effigy out of a pawfull of ground beef, four strands of dried spaghetti, and a pinch of salt.
The newly (mostly) healthy Merabelle smells the cooking and runs over. She doesn't say anything, sitting down next to them, though her face is apologetic.
He glances over. "Hey, girl. You're doing a lot better." He's back to his usual demeanor, although a faint hint of annoyance is retained through his tone. "How do you like meatballs?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Felix is experimenting with his new spells. Right now he's working on making an effigy out of a pawfull of ground beef, four strands of dried spaghetti, and a pinch of salt.
The newly (mostly) healthy Merabelle smells the cooking and runs over. She doesn't say anything, sitting down next to them, though her face is apologetic.
He glances over. "Hey, girl. You're doing a lot better." He's back to his usual demeanor, although a faint hint of annoyance is retained through his tone. "How do you like meatballs?"
She sighs, looking over to them "Course I do, I'm sorry fer all I was doin' befer, an' I'm sorry fer gettin' ya involved in all o' it." She hugs them softly, not her usual hug with crushing enthusiasm.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
He glances over. "Hey, girl. You're doing a lot better." He's back to his usual demeanor, although a faint hint of annoyance is retained through his tone. "How do you like meatballs?"
She sighs, looking over to them "Course I do, I'm sorry fer all I was doin' befer, an' I'm sorry fer gettin' ya involved in all o' it." She hugs them softly, not her usual hug with crushing enthusiasm.
He closes his eyes, not hugging back. "I would have come back earlier if you had told me. Did you consider that you don't have to handle everything yourself?" He sighs and tosses the effigy behind them. Make a DEX save or be lovingly grappled by massive sketti.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He glances over. "Hey, girl. You're doing a lot better." He's back to his usual demeanor, although a faint hint of annoyance is retained through his tone. "How do you like meatballs?"
She sighs, looking over to them "Course I do, I'm sorry fer all I was doin' befer, an' I'm sorry fer gettin' ya involved in all o' it." She hugs them softly, not her usual hug with crushing enthusiasm.
He closes his eyes, not hugging back. "I would have come back earlier if you had told me. Did you consider that you don't have to handle everything yourself?" He sighs and tosses the effigy behind them. Make a DEX save or be lovingly grappled by massive sketti.
Dex save:5
"I didn't want ya ta be taken away from yer own path along life, I was gonna be fine in the end, an' I wouldn't abandon my kids like that." She says, pulling back from hugging them, not expecting the loving grapple.
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Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
"Incredible! How does the ritual work? How does it feel to be connected to the network? Do the mushrooms communicate with you at all?" She asks, incredibly intrigued.
Mavis takes a few steps back, readying herself for a fight. Initiative for Mavis: 14
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Welcome back to existence, brother! How are you today?*
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Fascinating... I haven't seen a music box in ages. Did you make it yourself?" She asks, her mask changing to one that has far, far too many tiny green eyes on it that twitch and dart around, taking in every single detail they can.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"I cannot recall, We feel perfectly fine, it is for the betterment of the both of us, and we communicate with Paracelsus all the time." It's a little strange she referred to herself in the third person that way.
The beast steps back, opening it's maw as a grey mist comes out, make a DC 19 Con save or be poisoned and take 31 poison damage, half and no poisoned on a save. Con save for Thorfinn:14
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"I see... are you a hive mind? If so, is she part of it now, or an independent agent acting on your behalf?" She asks, having a good guess as to why she suddenly referred to herself in the third person.
Mavis' Con save: 15 She attempts to get out of the way, but doesn't fully succeed, coughing profusely as the poisonous mist attempts to destroy her from within.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"A hive mind? That's the most accurate way to describe it, and Paracelsus chose to become a part, though she can act independently if she likes, it is not as if we control her." Her eyes glow like radiant mushrooms.
The greying mist begins to burn their skin and intestines, casuing Thorfinn to cough up blood. He shakes his head and slaps himself before changing in, swinging down at the beast twice. To hit:24 28 Damage:10 17
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
*Okay. Thinking about the telepresence character. I want to find a way to make their main gimmick matter. Perhaps they're physically at least slightly capable, so they can still eat and move and stuff, but they're miserable because their poor constitution means they can't leave their room or talk with anyone. Their room is filled with stacked dishes that formerly contained home-cooked meals that no longer satisfy them. They have a million 'get better soon' cards that stopped coming years back. They waste away in the dark, using their robot to live their best life, knowing that if the machine takes enough damage the psychic feedback would absolutely kill them instantly.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*That's interesting, I've made a few characters who are sick to the point of needing assistance with things before, or characters who are only able to do anything through being forced to or sheer force of will, like Thane. I cant wait to see them in action though.*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"...and how could one join this hive mind? I may know some who would be wanting to join as well." She asks, taking mental note of everything she hears so she can take physical notes later.
The mist definitely hurt Mavis quite a bit- she's still standing, though just barely, parts of her skin turning grey before blistering and flaking away. Trying not to breathe in more of the mist, she charges and attacks again. 18 to hit, 7 piercing damage plus 12 fire damage.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"Really? Are you sure, this is quite the commitment, a bond that cannot be unbroken once made, we exist within Paracelsus." She says, the mushrooms along her body glowing and shift color as to add on.
The attack hits, leaving the beast ever closer to death than it saw before, blood dripping onto the ground as the Vaal Hazal attempts to call on it's breath weapon, failing as it coughs, attacking Thorfinn in an attempt to kill him. To hit:12 25 Damage:17+1 12+4
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Oh, I'm not saying I want to join... at least, not right now. I just want to know how one goes about joining. Are there any negative side effects?"
Mavis attempts to move to interpose, holding up her shield in an attempt to reduce some of the damage. If she can still act afterwards, she makes another strike at the Elder Dragon. 21 to hit, 7 piercing damage plus 12 fire damage.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
They pluck a mushroom off of themselves, holding it over to them "Consume one of these and you will know how. We wouldn't call any side effects negative, but we are biased."
With her Gunlance's explosion of fire and a wail of death from the beast, it goes down, but not only does the beast go down, so does Thorfinn, the claws having dug deep enough inside the flesh of his side that he isn't able to remain standing. DST:6
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
She takes the small mushroom, holding it in her clawed hand. "Understood. Thank you." She responds, internally debating something.
She rushes over to Thorfinn, rummaging through her backpack of gear for anything that might help. "Oh nonononono- you're not dying here. Not on my watch."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"We don't recommend you consume it now, this is something you think over." Suddenly Paracelsus seems in control again, "Yeah, don't eat the mushroom yet."
Any good hunter that isn't immensely overconfident probably brings at least one potion with them, so in the time they search, they are likely able to find one. Thorfinn's breathing slows as his breath becomes hoarse, blood bubbling at his lips.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Felix is experimenting with his new spells. Right now he's working on making an effigy out of a pawfull of ground beef, four strands of dried spaghetti, and a pinch of salt.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The newly (mostly) healthy Merabelle smells the cooking and runs over. She doesn't say anything, sitting down next to them, though her face is apologetic.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He glances over. "Hey, girl. You're doing a lot better." He's back to his usual demeanor, although a faint hint of annoyance is retained through his tone. "How do you like meatballs?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
She sighs, looking over to them "Course I do, I'm sorry fer all I was doin' befer, an' I'm sorry fer gettin' ya involved in all o' it." She hugs them softly, not her usual hug with crushing enthusiasm.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
He closes his eyes, not hugging back. "I would have come back earlier if you had told me. Did you consider that you don't have to handle everything yourself?" He sighs and tosses the effigy behind them. Make a DEX save or be lovingly grappled by massive sketti.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Dex save:5
"I didn't want ya ta be taken away from yer own path along life, I was gonna be fine in the end, an' I wouldn't abandon my kids like that." She says, pulling back from hugging them, not expecting the loving grapple.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)