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altimit2023-11-18 01:43 am
trollophoroi) wrote in altimit2023-11-18 01:43 am
Σ Turbulent Distrusting Ice Wall
Who: Fidchell the Prophet and two fateful parties.
What: A prophecy foretold.
When: 11/21, Night
Where: The city formerly known as Lumina Cloth.
Warnings: Mentions of suicidal ideation, violence.
[ Something appears to be afoot in the night-shrouded city of lights, Lumina Cloth. Ever since the fall of Innis and Magus, it has begun to grow colder, and colder, and colder. NPCs begin to glitch in and out of existence as the days crawl along until one day, they are no more, and it begins to snow.
Throughout this entire ordeal, a strange yet familiar figure dressed gaudily in blue and feathery robes can be witnessed watching from a distance.
Everything ices over, the lights flickering out one by one, plunging the entire city into darkness... until... until?
Only after the city has been buried in snow and covered in ice do the lights all snap back on and those who enter the Root Town will discover a horrific sight: Telophoroi Tower has risen high over the frozen landscape at the center of the city, overtaking the rest of the buildings. It is far larger and much more dangerous-looking than before, with more metal, more spikes, and an ominous mist clinging to it from all angles.
There is only one person who could possibly be waiting here.
Approaching the tower will plunge the players into the mist.
Nearly all will find themselves turned around but a few, those lucky few, will find themselves entering the dark, empty halls of the guild @ home once known as Telophoroi. Steps echo, emptiness reigns, no sign of even Cultist Grunty anymore. Those stairs are new, though, and they wind up and up and up towards the very tip-top of the tower.
Do you dare to climb them...? ]
What: A prophecy foretold.
When: 11/21, Night
Where: The city formerly known as Lumina Cloth.
Warnings: Mentions of suicidal ideation, violence.
[ Something appears to be afoot in the night-shrouded city of lights, Lumina Cloth. Ever since the fall of Innis and Magus, it has begun to grow colder, and colder, and colder. NPCs begin to glitch in and out of existence as the days crawl along until one day, they are no more, and it begins to snow.
Throughout this entire ordeal, a strange yet familiar figure dressed gaudily in blue and feathery robes can be witnessed watching from a distance.
Everything ices over, the lights flickering out one by one, plunging the entire city into darkness... until... until?
Only after the city has been buried in snow and covered in ice do the lights all snap back on and those who enter the Root Town will discover a horrific sight: Telophoroi Tower has risen high over the frozen landscape at the center of the city, overtaking the rest of the buildings. It is far larger and much more dangerous-looking than before, with more metal, more spikes, and an ominous mist clinging to it from all angles.
There is only one person who could possibly be waiting here.
Approaching the tower will plunge the players into the mist.
Nearly all will find themselves turned around but a few, those lucky few, will find themselves entering the dark, empty halls of the guild @ home once known as Telophoroi. Steps echo, emptiness reigns, no sign of even Cultist Grunty anymore. Those stairs are new, though, and they wind up and up and up towards the very tip-top of the tower.
Do you dare to climb them...? ]
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She holds out her hand as the phoenix sweeps over, bracelet forming again.] No, no more! We're not losing anyone else to Cubia!
[This has to work, she thinks. Their cores protect them, so even if he's not a phase--it just has to work.
Dehya uses Data Drain on Levi.]
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As his body is ravaged by the drain, a sign of life appears in his eyes once more...and he screams. It actually sounds like Levi this time, confused and terrified like he's just woken up to this.
He staggers forward, drops to his knees...and collapses.
That...takes care of that?]
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It was necessary but that scream is going to haunt her forever. See you next turn.]
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Well he's alive so we'll just. Fix that. Next round.]
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As Levi drops, Barrett isn't close enough to catch him. But he does scramble as close as he can, hands against his shoulder, against his neck - checking his HP bar, checking for a pulse.
Levi, Levi, Levi Levi Levi no--]
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He's in desperate need of help, though. His HP is dangerously low, and it's ticking off more and more as the multiple status effects eat away at him.]
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Heal! I need a heal! Anyone!
[He scrambles for his own inventory menu, but it's far too late in the round and Fidchell is already likely ready to make his next move. Nothing else can be done.
But at least, for now... his brother is still alive. ]
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