The "man" in the flat cap nods to the flesh golem, sets down his sandwich, and walks into the middle of the fighting, holding out his arms.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please, lend me your ears! This violence will get you nowhere! What's the point anyway? No one consented! No one's even having fun! Come on, let's try something new! Violence is so 1910 anyway! How about dancing? Or cooking? Or at least some flash and flair to add to the trading of blows!"
A clone trooper staggers up to the man. He wears orange and white armor. "Leave it...this isn't your fight.."
"I don't think you understand quite what I'm saying, but I think your health may be a more pressing matter than this boring fight at the moment. Is anyone else injured?"
"Plenty of other troopers."
"Lead the way, I implore you. I may be able to help."
The trooper staggers over to some of his fallen comrades.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Miria somersaults and throws her sabers in the air. to hit 26 damage 25 to hit 13 damage 9
They freeze midair, as if they've hit a stasis.
Raphael: "Let us not kill them, but let them face justice. Don't give in to anger."
Droidbait staggers slightly as the Sith Lord walks up to them. After a tense moment Droidbait stabs his saber through the SIth Lords heart, killing him instantly
"You just love making my job hard, don't you?"
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"Lead the way, I implore you. I may be able to help."
The trooper staggers over to some of his fallen comrades.
The strange man pulls out a bowl made out of black metal, randomly encrusted with tiny white gems made to look like stars. He places it on the ground and... well, at first it looks like some sort of optical illusion, not quite there, not quite fake. Space seems to bend to allow the bowl to change shape into a table. (to put it in real-world terms, it looks like something like old CGI) After about ten minutes of warping and stretching, the bowl has become a table laden with treats. A feast fit for heroes, you might say. The food itself is clearly fine art and intricately arranged and placed, but it looks alien. Probably nothing the clones aren't used to seeing at this point, though.
"Lead the way, I implore you. I may be able to help."
The trooper staggers over to some of his fallen comrades.
The strange man pulls out a bowl made out of black metal, randomly encrusted with tiny white gems made to look like stars. He places it on the ground and... well, at first it looks like some sort of optical illusion, not quite there, not quite fake. Space seems to bend to allow the bowl to change shape into a table. (to put it in real-world terms, it looks like something like old CGI) After about ten minutes of warping and stretching, the bowl has become a table laden with treats. A feast fit for heroes, you might say. The food itself is clearly fine art and intricately arranged and placed, but it looks alien. Probably nothing the clones aren't used to seeing at this point, though.
Meroving claps for their friend
Good job!
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"Lead the way, I implore you. I may be able to help."
The trooper staggers over to some of his fallen comrades.
The strange man pulls out a bowl made out of black metal, randomly encrusted with tiny white gems made to look like stars. He places it on the ground and... well, at first it looks like some sort of optical illusion, not quite there, not quite fake. Space seems to bend to allow the bowl to change shape into a table. (to put it in real-world terms, it looks like something like old CGI) After about ten minutes of warping and stretching, the bowl has become a table laden with treats. A feast fit for heroes, you might say. The food itself is clearly fine art and intricately arranged and placed, but it looks alien. Probably nothing the clones aren't used to seeing at this point, though.
Meroving claps for their friend
Good job!
The emissary bows. "That, ladies and gentlemen, is how you truly win: not fighting at all."
"Lead the way, I implore you. I may be able to help."
The trooper staggers over to some of his fallen comrades.
The strange man pulls out a bowl made out of black metal, randomly encrusted with tiny white gems made to look like stars. He places it on the ground and... well, at first it looks like some sort of optical illusion, not quite there, not quite fake. Space seems to bend to allow the bowl to change shape into a table. (to put it in real-world terms, it looks like something like old CGI) After about ten minutes of warping and stretching, the bowl has become a table laden with treats. A feast fit for heroes, you might say. The food itself is clearly fine art and intricately arranged and placed, but it looks alien. Probably nothing the clones aren't used to seeing at this point, though.
Meroving claps for their friend
Good job!
The emissary bows. "That, ladies and gentlemen, is how you truly win: not fighting at all."
Somewhere, Raphael smiles
Meroving: So, how did you do that?
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The emissary bows. "That, ladies and gentlemen, is how you truly win: not fighting at all."
Somewhere, Raphael smiles
Meroving: So, how did you do that?
I'm a bit special. I have a couple spells from Szerucharz. That was one of them. I can also create illusions and grow plants. Need to get a new bowl though if I want to make a meal like that again. Well, with that level of speed, that is.
The emissary bows. "That, ladies and gentlemen, is how you truly win: not fighting at all."
Somewhere, Raphael smiles
Meroving: So, how did you do that?
I'm a bit special. I have a couple spells from Szerucharz. That was one of them. I can also create illusions and grow plants. Need to get a new bowl though if I want to make a meal like that again. Well, with that level of speed, that is.
(Cool. I can’t really do magic. Only via the stones could I do something like that)
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Miria somersaults and throws her sabers in the air. to hit 26 damage 25 to hit 13 damage 9
They freeze midair, as if they've hit a stasis.
Raphael: "Let us not kill them, but let them face justice. Don't give in to anger."
Droidbait staggers slightly as the Sith Lord walks up to them. After a tense moment Droidbait stabs his saber through the SIth Lords heart, killing him instantly
"You just love making my job hard, don't you?"
"He was...evil..."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"Lead the way, I implore you. I may be able to help."
The trooper staggers over to some of his fallen comrades.
The strange man pulls out a bowl made out of black metal, randomly encrusted with tiny white gems made to look like stars. He places it on the ground and... well, at first it looks like some sort of optical illusion, not quite there, not quite fake. Space seems to bend to allow the bowl to change shape into a table. (to put it in real-world terms, it looks like something like old CGI) After about ten minutes of warping and stretching, the bowl has become a table laden with treats. A feast fit for heroes, you might say. The food itself is clearly fine art and intricately arranged and placed, but it looks alien. Probably nothing the clones aren't used to seeing at this point, though.
"What the..."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The trooper staggers over to some of his fallen comrades.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"You just love making my job hard, don't you?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
Miria feeling the death of her Master wakes up and screams, twisting in Raphael's arms, and plummeting towards the ground
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Raphael, with 150 ft flying speed and 120 ft teleport attempts to pick up the sith
*Dex check: 18*
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Miria twists away trying to get to her Master's killer
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The strange man pulls out a bowl made out of black metal, randomly encrusted with tiny white gems made to look like stars. He places it on the ground and... well, at first it looks like some sort of optical illusion, not quite there, not quite fake. Space seems to bend to allow the bowl to change shape into a table. (to put it in real-world terms, it looks like something like old CGI) After about ten minutes of warping and stretching, the bowl has become a table laden with treats. A feast fit for heroes, you might say. The food itself is clearly fine art and intricately arranged and placed, but it looks alien. Probably nothing the clones aren't used to seeing at this point, though.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Justice shall be done. I will attempt to bring him back, if only you remain still
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Raphael to Theren: Say, mind assisting me with something?
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Meroving claps for their friend
Good job!
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Miria stills and lets Raphael hold her
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Thank you. Who are you, light weilder?
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The emissary bows. "That, ladies and gentlemen, is how you truly win: not fighting at all."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Somewhere, Raphael smiles
Meroving: So, how did you do that?
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
I'm a bit special. I have a couple spells from Szerucharz. That was one of them. I can also create illusions and grow plants. Need to get a new bowl though if I want to make a meal like that again. Well, with that level of speed, that is.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
(Cool. I can’t really do magic. Only via the stones could I do something like that)
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
"My name is Miria"
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"He was...evil..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"What the..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(Pleasure to meet you. How about to take a nice long nap, recover from your wounds, and I work on reviving the master?)
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now
(ok)
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