/builders/ - Hero and Nation Builders!

Rolled 88, 13 = 101 (2d100)

>>25773

Name: Ivaz

Race: Crystalline Spirit

Background and fluff: Ivaz is a crystalline spirit. If you don't know what a crystalline spirit is that is because they are usually forgotten. Much like nature spirits control plants and animals and emotion spirits control their specific emotion crystalline spirits control all things crystalline. They used this to shape the world and create the ores and gems of the world long ago before the sun created the races. As time went on their roll in the world was forgotten, and they lost their purpose. Many decided to disappear, but Ivaz decided to stay and watch the world in case he was needed. As time went on his desire for purpose became a bitterness to the races who have forgotten his kind, and then disdain for the gods who created them and taught them nothing of the ones who shaped the world long ago. As the sun shattered upon his home and the world became dark he knew it was time to move. Ivaz had a new goal now, to become a god and end this feud between the light and dark one way or another, before it destroys the world the spirits so eagerly protect.

Class: Crystalline Spirit

Faction: None

Alignment: Neutral

Skills:

Rank 2 Sculptor.

Rank 2 Crystallomancy

Rank 1 Meditation

Health: -

Sun weakness: 0

Sun Resistance: 0

Soul: 4

Magic: 2

Mana: 20

Spells:

Matter to crystal. Rank 2 Mana 5

With this spell you can turn objects or living creatures into a crystal type of your choice. A person with strong will can try to resist this spell. If a living being is crystallized they are still alive in that form until broken or reshaped.

Crystal to matter. Rank 2 Mana 5 to restore to its original matter. Mana x if turning it into a different material depending on what it is.

With this spell you can turn crystal into matter. If it is a former living creature they return to their previous state. This can be used to make other materials as well if it was crafted to resemble the shape of the chosen material.

Equipment:

3 Fire opals

1 Large chunk of amethyst

1 Large chunk of azurite

Minions:

Bonus: Crystalline soul: You can freely shape any form of crystal with a bit of time. For you it is as natural as breathing.

Incorporeal: You have no body making it very hard for normal means to harm you. But any magic or weapon focused on harming spirits can harm you and the damage goes directly to your soul.

Location: In a cavern between Menaruhm and the second closest dwarven hold.

I am truly not meant for fighting. None of my companions ever were.

1. But I guess, it will sometimes be necessary. Continue relearning Crystal levitation Rank 2, 2/6

2. While I am at it explore the cave and map it out. I may wish to use this as a base of operations.

Rolled 61, 89 = 150 (2d100)

>>25774

Name: Anton Soric

Race: Human

Background and fluff: Anton was born small and frail in the slum of Ordenia. Life was hard and violent in the slums, not helped by the forces of darkness frequently using the slums as "hunting grounds." Anton survived by being mean, sneaky and fast. The creatures of the darkness can't hurt you if they don't know you're there, and if they do, a blade applied quickly can ruin their day. Still live there had taken it's toll on Anton. Then the sun went out. Since then he's lost many friends and bears many scars. Once he had gathered up enough supplies he fled from Ordenia to a land where there was still light.

Class: Assassin

Faction: Outside

Alignment: Neutral with Dark tendencies

Skills:

Rank 3 Knives and daggers (1/10 for 4)

Rank 2 Dodge

Rank 2 Stealth

Rank 1 Streetwise

Rank 1 Slight of Hand.

Health: 10

Sun weakness: 0

Sun Resistance: 0

Soul: 3

Magic: 0 (Need magic rank 1 if you wish to learn spells.)

Mana: 5

Spells: -

Equipment:

Fine Daggers.

You have been able to loot and have your pick from some situations, one day you happened upon a vampire with a beautiful sett of daggers. Their yours now.

1 gold and 25 silver coins.

Cloak full of pockets.

Book: The Ink.

1 flask of oil.

2 small throwing knives.

Fine lockpick: +10 on 3 lockpick rolls.

20 pieces of caramel.

Minions:

Bonus:

Jaded: It is hard to frighten you or make you flinch, you have seen Many horrible things the world has to offer from both the dark and the so called "Light." You have a bonus against most forms of fear.

Iron Will: Your innate magic has been formed with your upbringing. You started as weak but with shear will you have grown to become stronger. A constant uphill battle against the world itself. Your will is hardened and therefore you have an extra resistance to many of the mind, soul or body altering spells out there.

Location: Close to Karell.

1-2. Well she just mistook me for someone else and gave me a very expensive book. Must be my lucky day, thank you for being such an easy kill ya stupid vamp. It keeps paying dividends. Now I think it's time to study this here book and see what there is to learn. Somewhere private of course I'd hate to get in trouble or tip my hand too soon.

Rolled 97, 17 = 114 (2d100)

Name: Egrox {'The Rambler'}

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Race: Griffon

Background and fluff: Egrox is reputed to be the last griffon in existence. This has resulted in something of a lonely life, as the creature now seems to soldier on without any hope of a future insofar as the usual life of his kind – there will be no children or legacy to speak of. However, as time has moved forward, Egrox has found that joy in his life can be found in helping the lesser mortals with their temporal concerns that seem fleeting. This gives Egrox a beneficent, if mournful and condescending, manner. In his free time Egrox enjoys playing with children and telling stories about years passed.

Alignment: Light

Class: Paladin

Faction: Capitol of Karell

Alignment: Light

———-

Skills:

———-

Rank 2 Aerial combat.

Rank 2 Dodge

Rank 1 Survival

Rank 1 Perception.

Rank 2 Charisma.

Health: 10

Sun weakness: 0

Sun Resistance: 0

Soul: 3

Magic: 0

Mana: 5

Spells:

Equipment:

–Custom Armor. Damage Reduction: 1 {Magical Protections: 5 Strikes}

Money: 1 gold and 10 silver coins.

Minions:

——

Bonus:

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1.Last of your kind: You are quite possibly the last gryphon to roam the world. The rest have died over the ages or vanished into the unknown. Be it luck or some other force, you have survived. Many view you with respect and your voice is often heard within Karell.

2. To the skies: You are able to fly, avoiding much of the terrors on the ground as you travel and giving you a solid advantage in a fight. But remember that there are dangers in the skies as well.

Location: Karell

——–

Actions

——–

1. Egrox sighs a little bit and speaks. This certainly wasn't the first time he's had this conversation with Maladror, and it wouldn't be the last. As he begins to speak, Egrox takes a low tone that a parent assumes with a child or a drunk. “Yes. It is. It always is. Maladror. How long have we known each other? And how many adventures have we had in this world? This may be my last expedition. Listen. I know you value coin, and you value trinkets and artifacts. If you see something you like, it is yours. Is this agreeable? That might be a worthwhile exchange. This sort of squemishness seems odd. Do you have a wife now? Surely you are still the bachelor, and yet you are here babysitting this store. Does it not get boring?” [Keep on Maladror to join]

2. With his free time, Egrox heads over to guard the shards that Avalkya seems concerned about. Although not fond of guard duty, he finds the task to be required. [Guard the shards]

Rolled 70, 90, 10, 90, 97, 67 = 424 (6d100)

>>25232

Name: Jotunn ættaðr

Race: Human (possibly giant descended)

Background and fluff: Born to a mother who's name he never knew, Jotunn was a marvel to behold as an infant. Weighing as much as a sack of grain, with a head the size of a watermelon, a warrior of the tribe came into this world screaming. His mother died before she could name him, and so the village named him Jotunn ættaðr, for it was said he must have giants blood in him to be this big.

As he grew he proved them right, his height overtook the other children of the tribe within 6 years, and by the time he was 12 towered a foot over the tallest man and with a body that could wrestle a bear and push back an ox. He valued his size and strength and power, something which tribe valued in a warrior as well, and carved his name into the minds of the tribe as he joined the raiding bands and cut men in two with a single blow. On the day he achieved manhood challenged the village to the Chieftans daughter. None could oppose him, and so when the Chieftan died he took his place.

His size and brawn did not take away room for a warriors mind and cunning, and he lead his tribe to glory after glory, raiding those of dark and light without discrimination. In time, the Proven had had enough and organized a great army several times the tribes size to wipe them out. It would have been the end for them until the timely rescue of the Dwarves of Allethaes, who had been tracking the Proven's army.

He had always thought the dwarves weak, small creatures not fit to fight. Until the day he saw that their size did not limit them. He saw the strength in their armor, their weapons, their discipline, how with a handful of short men they slew a mighty Proven war beast ten times their height, and held the line against so many proven numbers.

Two things happened this day, the Dwarves earned the favor and loyalty of the Tribe forever forever. And Jotunn would forever be inspired by the Dwarvens warcraft. Now he seeks to lead his tribe into a style of warfare. Of discipline. Of pike walls and crossbows and heavy armor. Now the giant barbarian takes on an equally heavy plate of armor and a mighty dwarven sword, and aims to see his tribe become the greatest fighting force the world has ever seen and carve their name into history.

Class: Reformed Barbarian (Soldier)

Faction: Barbarians - Allethaes Aligned

Alignment: Neutral

Skills:

Rank 2 Swordsman

Rank 2 Parry

Rank 1 Charisma

Rank 1 Strength

Rank 2 Drill Sergeant

Health: 15

Sun weakness: 0

Sun Resistance: 0

Soul: 3

Magic: 0

Mana: 5

Spells:

Equipment:

Greatsword.

Custom made armor. Damage Reduction: 1

Minions:

10 Barbarians and 5 Dwarf warriors. The rest are injured after the battle.

Bonus:

Blood of Giants.

You are far larger than most and a strength that few can hope to achieve. You can surpass 5+ up to 6 on your strength skill and can take more of a beating than a fit human.

Location: A ruined dwarven outpost in the mountains close to Menaruhum.

1. Hero Action: Continue to train my strength. Strength is aquired through pain and hardship, and we shall need logs to rebuild the outpost. 1/6 strength

2. Hero Action: Search for a suitable doctor or medic for my warband

3. Minion Action: Rest and heal

—–

1. Hero Action. The next day, I will also help to build the shelter once I have brought the logs. Lifting, pushing, pulling 1/6 strength

2. Hero Action. Train myself in the usage of a bludgeoning weapon, like a large mace or morningstar

3. Minion Action: If we are rested and healed, finish up the base repairs

Rolled 39, 47, 28 = 114 (3d100)

>>25811

"Azula. Your distractions are delightful. But sadly I really must focus. Why don't you have the girls show you around the town? And remember to behave and not freak the townspeople out. A nibble here and there is fine though.

1) Now without distractions it's time to focus on the magic flow inside me. Use 5 mana to stimulate it more while meditating to make it easier to raise my magic level by keeping the flow a bit stronger than normal with slight burst to simulate the higher level I seek. Keep this up untill my magical channels start getting used to the heightened flow.

(Level up magic)

2) Go out among the people and mingle. Hear what they have to tell me while I have a big smile for them, joke around and maintain the sunlight magic on the fields.

3) Bring Bezmuthian a veritable feast of cheese, meat and bread along with wine to drink. "Bezmunthian I have a task for your children. I want them to fly out in all directions and search the surrounding lands for anything, anywhere and anyone intresting that they might find for as long as they can fly for two days. Now this might go without saying but they and you are NOT to harm anyonone or anything in or around this town without me saying so. After these two days they are to fly back here and report anything that might be of intrest to me. To sweeten the deal I have brought you this meal to fill your stomach with all those things that are missing in hell. And of course after you've finished your meal you're free to share any leftovers with your children"

Rolled 15 (1d100)

D100 for fear

Rolled 11, 74 = 85 (2d100)

>>25778

Name: Natros Yo'shen

Race: Half Elf

Background and fluff: Born within the massive forest of Silva Alaric, Natros was apprenticed to an aging human Ranger. Despite his age, the human's skill with a bow was unmatched within the forest, and possibly the world. Combined with a small bit of magic, a camouflaged cloak and many years training to move silently, the pair worked for the good of Silva Alaric together for close to a decade. With the Fall of the Radia, came a massive influx of fighting at the edges of Silva. Natros and his mentor Halsor were tasked with assassinating a number of high priority targets by the Council, a duty they gladly accepted. The darkness of their targets would only help with their unseen movement, so that they could conserve their mana. Three such missions were completed, killing two clan leaders of the Primal and a vampire. However, with the vampire, an unforeseen complication arose. Halsor was killed, after which the vampire combusted from the five sunlight infused arrows that sprouted from her chest within two seconds. With dozens more vampires coming, the grieving ranger swept up his mentor's body and ghosted away from the vampire stronghold. With a great deal of ceremony, the body is returned to the earth, and an acorn placed in the grave.

Class: Ranger

Faction: Silva Alaric

Alignment: Light

Skills:

Rank 3 Archery

Rank 2 Dodge

Rank 2 Stealth

Rank 1 Survivalist

Rank 1 Stealth Magic

Health: 10

Sun weakness: 0

Sun Resistance: 0

Soul: 3

Magic: 1

Mana: 10

Spells:

Ghost Rank 1. Mana 2. 5 mana if you are carrying a lot of gear.

For a good duration of an hour you turn impossibly silent as well as eliminate any trace of smell from yourself. Able to slip undetected as long as you don’t leave major physical tracks where you move. This makes you very hard for many children of the dark to find you, especially since many rely heavily on their sense of smell and hearing.

Equipment:

Elven crafted fine longbow.

Formed with magic and song this bow was rewarded to you when you where younger. Its quality is nearly unmatched and elven songs are engraved in it. Along with it you have a quiver of 10 sun arrows and 10 normal arrows.

Halsor's Amulet of Radia.

A plain wooden amulet with the symbol of Radias sun on it. Weathered from Halsor wearing it during his life before it was passed on to you.

Silva Ranger clothing.

These cloths give a bonus to stealth as long as you are in a forest or a different lush and green location.

Minions:

Bonus: Best of the Best:

Your training under Halsor has taught you much. You live and breath the essence of a ranger. Stealth comes naturally to you, animals will rarely treat you will hostility unless they’re corrupted, you know what to eat, what not to eat and your arrow almost always hits dead center of your target. You have an overall bonus on Ranger skills.

Location: Silva Alaric

1 ) Practice Stealth, magic can be a crutch. It requires a true master to appear magical, when only applying his skill.

2 ) Continue work on Shadow Magic, for it is merely the manipulation of blessed light, changing where it falls and how it moves. 2/6

"Vos nu Nimien a Langala, Ahaliem Novulon. I live to serve Silva Alaric. What do you require?

Rolled 57, 2 = 59 (2d100)

>>25781

Name: Mathew Montarey

Race: Human

Background and fluff:

Class: Soldier

Faction: Capitol of Karell.

Alignment: Light

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Skills:

Rank 2 Swordsman

Rank 2 Parry

Rank 2 Charisma

Rank 1 Medical Care

Rank 2 Soldier

Rank 1Tactics

Health:

Sun weakness: 0

Sun Resistance: 0

Soul: 3

Magic: 0

Mana: 5

Spells: -

Equipment:

Standard sword.

Amulet of Radia

Standard armor. 30% chance to block 1 damage.

Minions: 3 fellow soldiers who have been by your side for a long time. They have your back through day and night.

Bonus: A Man of His Word.

You are well respected amongst your fellow soldiers. Many seeing you as a man who will one day rise to more than just soldier with a squad. You will often find support amongst smaller villages and the common soldiers.

A Spark in the Dark.

You hold close to your Beliefs of Radia being a goddess of humbleness and good. Many priests or other self-proclaimed "Holy" men dislike you for this. But there are days you feel as if tho the sun still smiles down on you.

Location: Karell

1-2) Mathew's hand instinctively reached for his sword yet he stopped himself despite the inherent threat that a undead presented. She was different though. This place was holy ground despite what the heretics may say and she was able to lay here in prayer. The ghost wasn't a threat but the ragged breathes that he drew in reminded him of what was. "Disregard her" His voice was cutting and despite the friendship that he had with his men, there would be no arguing on this. "I want half of you to search the church for any survivors or any other entrances.

The other half is to man the windows and keep watch for the vile enemies. We should be protected in here but I will not risk our lives on that." He was their commander and he wouldn't brook argument while they were in the field. Not while they were being hounded. His eyes drifted towards the ghost once more with a increasing intensity. His feet moved slowly and with measured steps as he men left towards their respective tasks. There was sort of dread in his stomach despite his assurance of safety while he stepped next to the ghost and knelt down in prayer. It was a wordless prayer that was sent towards Radia.

A prayer for the deceased, a prayer for his men, a prayer for himself, and a prayer for the souls of those he would slay in the coming hours. As he finished his prayer, Mathew turned towards the ghost and spoke softly with kindness in his voice. "Hello. I am Mathew Montarey of the Karellian army. Might I know the pleasure of knowing who you are and what you are doing here?"

>>25824

Astra is silent for a few moments watching Natros working on his magic. " I wish to not require anything more than these woods I call our home, but in these dark times… Silva Alaric needs aid. We have received news that Karell and Allethaes still stands but not much more. We have sent several runners to find their way through the darkness but they have fallen silent… " She turns her eyes to meet Natros eyes.

" So the council asks you to carry forth our plea for aid. We wish of you to travel to Karell and seek aid on behalf of the council of Silva Alaric. You may choose two others to accompany you on this quest. But we will not force you, one of our brightest novu lla'en, to do this if you do not wish to leave. If you refuse then we will ask one of your fellow rangers to fulfill the task instead.

We ask you cause you are one of our best hopes to reach out to the others, to tell them of our situation as well as learn of theirs. " She raises her hand to take of her left earring, a beautiful work of silver and bright blue gems that match the blue of her eyes, its rarity unmatched. It was also a symbol of her power, bearing the mark of the Silva Council. She holds it out to Natros, along with a small scroll case.

"Do you accept our wish? To carry the burden of Silva Alaric's plight to Karell?"

>>25827

Your men fan out and begein with their tasks, Avery leadeing half of them further in while Felix mans the windows with the others (Full update of results comes with the other updates.)

As you near the woman you se she is on the faire side. Brown long and curly hair framing a young face with an amber glow seen softly through her closed eyelids. She is clothed in a simple dress, a farmers clothing, her stomach shows that she must have been pregnant when she died. There is no indication however to how she has died. When Mathew speaks her smile warms up a bit more. She opens her amber glowing eyes and nods with respect to Mathew.

"May her light guide you on your path sir Montarey. My name is Ardella Nagel. " She then turns her eyes down and strokes with a hand tenderly over her stomach. " I am praying for my husbands safe return. He left a few weeks ago to fight in the Karellian army. I promised him that I and our child would wait for him." She gives a warm smile and looks to the alter with the large and beautiful carved symbol to Radia. It seems she has not realized that she is dead.

"You might have heard of him Sir. Pontus Nagel. He may be new with the sword but he has always been a strong man from his work as a lumberjack. "

>>25841

A flash of sorrow is seen in her eyes as Natros mentions Halsor. She softly clasps his calloused hands with her own. "As soon as you are ready, Novu lla. It is urgent, and the more its delayed the closer the proven encroach on Silva Alaric." Astra seems hesitant for a moment, looking at Natros with those clear green eyes. She then takes a step to close the distance between them and gives him a light but affectionate hug, like a mother saying goodbye to their child. "I also have a personal wish for you; survive, no matter what I want you to survive this darkness and return home once your task is done. "

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>25809

To cure a poison.

>>25829

>>25855

>>25867

Droped my name for some weird reason on these.

Rolled 37, 73, 77 = 187 (3d100)

>>25773

>Name: Eirk

>Race: Human

>Background and fluff: My name is Erik and I'm the former of the light. Once I was a cleric, fight for survival and to protect others was my creed. But once I saw my fellow men they were doing a barbaric act against some dark aligned creatures. When they dared to brutalize a youngun who's only sin was being a goblin, I've decided to make them reconsider their decision a bit forcefully I might add.

Now I'm wanted for betraying their ideals but that doesn't matter. After all I've got a young child and I'm ready to defend him at all costs. After all ever since I've rescued him he takes to calling me his father and I try to help but he still thinks I'm his father. Well I want to make this world great after all I'm fighting for survival and I'm protecting my son, I believe I haven't truly fallen

>Class: Former Cleric

>Faction: The Duality.

>Alignment: Neutral

>Skills: Rank 2 Lore: The two Gods, lesser gods and the proper religious rites., Rank 2 Mace,,Rank 2 Shield, Rank 1 Sunlight Magic, Rank 1 Medical Care

Health:

Sun weakness: 0

Sun Resistance: 0

Soul: 3

Magic: 1

Mana: 10

>Spells:

Blessing of Radia. Rank 1 Mana 3

This spell removes lesser curses, weak corruption and can even cure minor diseases. It also helps the one receiving in the close future. Making their life a bit easier for a short while in this chaotic world. (+10 on one action.) However it is frowned upon for a cleric to bless themselves.

Infuse sunlight, Rank 1. Mana cost:1

Infuse sunlight into objects. Such as weapons, pillars and more. Gives 1 rank Sunlight.

>Equipment: Amulet of Radia, Mace, Order of Radia shield, and 30 silver.

>Minions: Apollo is a good kid. A bit foolish at times but smart and creative. He is good at fixing broken stuff when necessary but loves to make small bombs or mixes that explode in a fiery mess. Thankfully listens to you when you tell him to stop or not touch anything. He tries to mind his manners and learn from you. He looks up to you and sees you as his father and would go very far to help you if he can.

>Bonus: Favor amongst the neutral and goblins.

Many of the neutral or the goblins smile over what you did, you stepped up for someone who was defenseless even if those of the light may shun you. The Duality also recognizes you as a sensible man who understands how wrong things have gone. You can turn to these people for help if necessary.

>Location: Penca Forest on the move away from Karell.

"Apollo listen to me, I want you to stay still it'll sting and it'll feel better but now the blur saved us and hopefully she is like me or understanding but we must keep our distance still remember I can make those disagreeable forces reconsider."

1. Heal Apollo's knee with any healing magics or herbs near the area

2. Make a hidden camp for the boy so that he'll be protected while I stand guard

Extra roll why?

>>25909

When you think about the werewolf after the two of you have gotten to safety you remember one detail that stands out. Around her left arm was an amulet, just like yours, carved wood with the symbol of Radia painted in the clear red and yellow.

>>25855

"I shall leave at once, na Lon. I trust that my future companions have already been briefed?"

Awkwardly, the young ranger returns the gesture. They are a secretive, stoic order, the rangers. Despite their nature as wood elves, the years of silence and isolation will always change their behavior. "I will, no man will fall while in my company. I shall return, and with the hopes of Silva Alaric borne in my quiver."

>>25775

1) Catalana curses under her breath, holding back a scolding against Gal's constant jammering as to not waste precious time. Her ego hurt from a brat managing to pocket her coin, she turns towards her pointing limb and gives chase, putting the arm back down to not abstract her movement or call more attention to herself. She keeps an eye out for any companions of the thief that might be switching the bag between themselves in their passing 2) Although her focus is aimed towards catching the thief, she makes sure to keep her free arm over her secret possessions (the helm and sword in the robe-sack) and to move as swiftly and smoothly as possible through the crowd of people. She is familiar with how to weave through a crowd with precision (Stealth 2, Streetwise 1)

Rolled 38, 97 = 135 (2d100)

>>25961

forgot dice again ops

Rolled 2, 95 = 97 (2d100)

Name: Kaaeandros

Race: Dragon

Background and fluff: A young, brash Blue Dragon of light that was corrupted and is slightly mentally insane with the idea that the Sun needs to be corrupted as well.

Class: Spellblade

Faction: Allenthas

Alignment: Dark

Skills:

Rank 2 Swordsmen

Rank 2 Dodge

Rank 1 Sunlight magic

Rank 1 Arcane magic

Health:

Sun weakness: 0

Sun Resistance: 0

Soul: 3

Magic: 2

Mana: 20

Spells:

Infuse sunlight, Rank 1. Mana cost:1

Infuse sunlight into objects. Such as weapons, pillars and more. Gives 1 rank Sunlight.

Hand of the Sun. Rank 1. Mana cost: 3 per HP healed.

With time and care most wounds heal. However with this spell life and light is infused in the target, healing their wounds.

Weapon Enchantment: Arcane, Rank 1. Mana cost:2

Infuse the weapon in your hand with +1 arcane damage.

Equipment:

Standard sword. Unfortunately your Dao Sword was lost on the battlefield when you fled. You have been unable to find it when you checked back and now have this as a replacement.

Fine cloths.

Minions: Dominated Karell Recharger.

Bonus:

True Dragon.

You have been cursed! Dark runes cover your skin, quenching your magic, chaining who you truly are under a meek and lesser form! By whom is unknown. However with hard effort and the right kind of magic and artifacts maybe this curse could be unlocked. You can search for a way to make the runes fall away and regain your true powers.

Essence of Darkness.

The cold darkness has taken a grip of your soul, as intense as the dark depths of a well it overtakes most who touch it. Your soul counts as +1 when resisting purification spells or having intercourse. This gives you an edge if you decide to corrupt or dominate others soul.

1: Kaaeandros nods to himself after finishing up with the young woman. "You shall stay here and keep doing your… recharge job. I want you to collect the names of all the higher mages who are here as well as anyone else who is important within the church. And don't get caught." After telling the new minion her added orders, he leaves after getting dressed. He walks out of the recharge rooms and approach a mage who might look of importance, "Good day sir, As I've finished with recharging I would like to take another look on the theory books for our light shield spell. Just something to read to freshen up the memories for a bit. Where was the room located where those are? My mind lapse has gotten worse with all these repeated days." Kaaeandros tries to find the books on the light shield spells to learn the specifics about it and also try to learn it.

2: Afterwards he moves around inside the cathedral smiling benevolently, He stops at some of the altars and offers a prayer to Radia, hoping to restore her to her new destiny soon. All the while he is really looking for a library of knowledge, if he doesn’t find it on his own he asks gently some cute priestess about where the larger library is located. When/if he gets there he starts looking for spells for breaking or interrupting curses. Or books in general about curses similar to the one he has been struck with.

Rolled 84 (1d100)

>>25990

Minions roll.

>>25783

The dwarf Kefala corrupts first releases a gasp of pain as the darkness seeps into his mind, he struggles but to no avail. Once its done he looks concerned, knowing the darkness inside of him will now only grow to one day change what he is.

"You wont get away with this… I heard Niressa's warscreams…" He gives a cocky smile.

"She will return with an army and smite filth like you of the surface of Radias world. "

The other dwarf looks far more concerned, he bleeds from a few wounds from the two failed attempts at the fleshcraft. He closes his eyes in silence and begins to mutter a prayer. He knows the remainder of his life will be short. But rather a fate of death than to be twisted in mind and soul such as his companion.

"She will return…" The slightly corrupted dwarf says once more and chuckles softly. Those words sends chills down Kefalas spine, the thought of the monster that harmed your poor Levini returning to finish you, its frightening.

Dwarf 1 Corruption 1/3.

Dwarf 2 slightly injured.

- 10 on both rolls next turn due to fear.

>>25786

Helena cant make much of the book currently, being frustrated and angry over the other mages she does not get much studying done.

As she approaches the guard he gives her a nervous smile, as always, it was not hard to realize that he had a thing for her. It was not hard therefore to convince him to come along. The two end up in a more secluded part deeper in the library. Cloths and armor were quickly discarded, his hands exploring her body as she is disrobed. For being a mere guard he does quite well, his fingers soon finding sweet spots on Helena's body. As she lies down on the cloths on the floor he traces her form with light kisses. As if though worshiping her he goes down on his knees, kissing lower and lower over her body till he reaches her sweet spot. The first moments are a bit clumsy, as he tries to please her with his lips and tongue. However he quickly learns what Helena likes, listening to her moans and gasps, adjusting to please her in the way she wants it. He manages to bring her to a smaller climax with just his mouth and fingers. As he rises up to look at her lying there beneath him with hazy eyes he smiles blissfully. He soon enters her, making sweet and tender love to Helena. The soul meld resulting is unlike normal. It feels brighter and more fulfilling as his soul touches hers when they both climax together. His soul reminds of the ones that regenerators have.

Later the next day you receive an envelope from one of the instructors. It is a call by the king with his sigil clear on it.. Because of your raw potential and already potent skill you have been assigned to go with the angel Avalkya and assist her on her endeavors. You may write a requisition list that will be fulfilled if the desired items are available.

+4 mana. Unknown guards soul: 3 (+1 for love.)

>>25793

As you wander the caverns memories are uncovered. Memories of when you used this spell to form art together with others, beautiful displays of both crystals and droplets of water flowing through the air, reflecting the light from the then dormant sun. You find yourself lost in these memories as you float through the caverns. Recreating this spell would be useful either way, even if it was for the purpose of fighting the foolish ones… But, who was controlling the water in your memories?

Roll an extra d100 for memories.

Crystal levitation progress: 4/6

>>25801

The Ink.

A curious book if anything. As you read it speaks of shadows of the world. A realm suspended between the light and darkness yet a reflection of the current world itself. There are those who claim its a place there nightmares reside, and that unlucky chosen who are close to the realm of shadows can slip in during their sleep. It vaguely describes uses as well however. Mostly it seems to be a history book about this so called 'Ink' with information about certain bloodlines with the power to control it. Using the Ink to their advantage in several different purposes. You skim it through once, then a second time when you think you notice something of with the text. Upon the third you find it. Key locations mentioned. How it seems to focus its stories upon one specific bloodline. A bloodline of powerful vampires, said to rival the 'Morrigan.' It takes some time while you are hidden in your corner. But in the end you are sure. Its a guide, made to lead the reader to the books origins. Lots of hidden details and clues all point towards it. Who knows what would be at the end of it, riches, magical objects or more! But the dangers are also clear, attempting this on your could very well end with your death.

It would seem that to access the books treasure you will need two 'keys.' One should be hidden in "Mara Desert" you are certain it wont be to hard to find it with the book.

"Treasure" hunt discovered. Map: book The Ink. Suggested players/stronger minions: 2-4

>>25804

"It may be boring but the lady here knows how to cook amazingly well. " Maladror yawns as he stretches his body, the tail's tip flicking left and right. "But you do make a point. I shall come along, who ells will save your feathery butt once you get yourself into trouble. " With a swift jump and powerful push of his wings the black cat makes its way over to Egrox with ease and lands on his back. " For old times sake, dear friend of mine. I still expect the rewards though." He smiles a toothy grin as he makes himself comfortable on Egrox's armor.

During guard duty however it gets very dull and boring. Mages go in, do their spell, mages leave to 'recharge' or for time of. Maladror seems okay with it though, resting close to the doors in to sunbathe in the strong sunlight from the mass-spell.

Add minion: Maladror, a black winged cat who enjoys the finer things in life. He may not be to good in combat but he has several tricks up his sleeve to adapt to many scenarios.

>>25809

You have been working hard, and hard work yields rewards. you feel your strength grow as chopping the trees and dragging the logs become a slight bit easier over time. You also try out using one of the tree branches like a mace, Its a bit unwieldy but it seems to deal a good amount of damage with your strength, causing large cracks in the heavy trees but also the branch you use.

During your "breaks" you travel to one of the close villages, hoping that it has not already been burned to the ground. You need a doctor for your men, they are still ill and only 15 of them can actually work with the logs you have brought from the woods. As you arrive you se that the village has indeed been burned down, corpses are scattered about and some are only charred remains.

Movement to your left puts you on edge as you ready your sword to se a figure robed in tight black fabric and a black leather coat. Their face covered by a stark white mask typical that of a plague doctor. You cant tell what gender they are. 'he' was checking if one of the less wounded corpses had survived when they notice you. Their head tilts to the side as they look up on the behemoth before them. As you express the need for aid they simply silently nod, pick up their medical bag and come with you to the hidden outpost.

Your men have not managed well with recuperating, it seems that several of them had been poisoned. It changes when the doctor arrives however, in silence the person checks each and one of them over before taking out a vial. They pour up a thick foul fluid in some water that they have each of your men drink reluctantly from. The next day several of them are back up and active again. Your doctor continues to tend to the others while your men and some of the dwarfs begin to use the wood to make repairs. It seems repairing the place fully will take some time, but as long as you are not discovered you are not at risk.

Some of your men express suspicion over the doctor your brought along. Even though they have saved several of your men they have not said a word for the whole duration. Your doctor also declined joining you and your men for food during the evening.

Strength progress: 3/6

Mace progress: 1/4 (Keep in mind the -20 for two training actions.)

Add 3 barbarians to minions.

>>25812

Controlling unbridled magic is not easy, As you use mana as well to try and force your magic to grow stronger small sparks of pure mana explode around you, It causes a bit of damage but it is nothing that can not be replaced. At least you think such, once you are done meditating you notice your current cloths seems to have melted slightly, an interesting effect but not pleasing.

Once you have switched cloths and headed out in the town you get many returned, if a bit nervous, smiles. You can notice some women whisper to each other and then giggle as you walk past. The men don't seem to happy over that reaction, but the light is necessity that makes them willing to put up with it. You learn the town has little news as usual, but there is rumors that some villages further in amongst the mountains have still managed to survive.

Bezmuthian rumbles softly. It eyes the feast laied before him and slowly nods. " Bring more next time." He says with a hoarse and dark voice. He begins to feast, savoring his 'reward', his brood all around him watching on with hunger. Once he is done there is only scraps left that the 7 throw themselves over. They fight each other viciously for the remaining bites of food. As they finish eating the seven make their way out through the window and fly away high into the sky.

-7 mana. 5 meditation 3 maintaining the 'lights'

Magic rank 3 progress: 1/8

>>25824

"Yes. They too know of the task sett before you. "Astra lets go of Natros and gives him a soft smile. Hope once more fills her eyes. "May Ahaliem guide you. " As she goes to attend to other duties you become quite busy, leaving you little time to practice on your stealth. You do find a little time to read up on your stealth magic though.

Your other two companions is an older female ranger. Being an elf her true age is barely visible to outsiders. She looks as if though she is 30+40 years. When in reality she is around 270. Cold grey eyes and short brown hair this woman is fair and limber. Alyssa is known for being a decent ranger overall, but amazing at navigation. She is chosen as your guide through the darkness since navigation nowadays must be done entirely via the stars, spells or simply "knowing" the way.

The second ranger you have heard of as well. Ke'ran. A seasoned man who bears many scars from his life as a ranger, he is okay with a bow but far better in close combat. It would seem that you have been chosen cause of your potential as well as your impressive skill with the bow.

You are the one trusted with the council emblem of Mahariel na Astra.

A tamer is waiting ad the edge of the denser forests, ready with three oversized catlike creatures with pitch black fur. A common kind of mount for the elves to use within the forest were it is impossible for horses to move.

All three of you get additional gear.

17 Sunlight arrows each.

3 Powerful Sunlight arrows each. These are stored with a thin layer of a dust like ink in your quiver. Upon pulling one of them out the ink is designed to rub of, revealing the light. These arrows have a rank 3 sunlight strength. Causing easily 12 damage+ to vampires and other creatures weak to the sun. The disadvantage with them is that they glow so strong, a beacon in the dark, that everyone in the fight will know who fired it and also risk the archer to be detected by others.

3 gold coin each for travel expenses as well as bribes if a must. Outsiders value coin far more than the Silva Elves after all.

Clothing and cloaks far darker than the standard rangers, the darkness will be the one hiding your stride.

1 jar of sunpowder. Since infuse sunlight disappears from destroyed enchanted objects, sunpowder is a hassle to make. Your black jar has about 2 deciliters of the fine dust that glows like bottled morning sunrays.

Camouflage paint: 10 doses. Less if you need to cover more than face and hands.

3 small throwing knives each.

2 Smokebombs each.

Forgery of the seal of the Royal family of Allethaes. The arrogant high elves can be useful at times.

Forgery seal of Primal Master: Ashar'Nivash. You have heard rumors that this creature is one of the most fearsome of the Primal and one of the few who organize and give commands.

Add minions: Ke'ran and Alyssa.

>>25827

(You can respond to the fluff before continuing with the reaction on this. Ghosts reaction depends on how you answer her in fluff.)

Avery returns after some time and gives you a silent nod, it seems the rest of the place is clear. A few men have been left to check for anything useful deeper in. While the men are manning the windows they look out, carefully, shooting at any of the fliers with crossbows if it tries to fly past. All of them make sure to not go to close, except for one young man. He sticks his head to the shoulders out to get a better look of the enemies, a clawed female hand reaches up with lightning speed and grabs his head, a gruesome sight of claws sinking down into the side of his face as he is yanked forcefully out through the window, breaking it further. It happens so fast none of you have time to react to it and soon your hear his pained screams echo outside along with the sound of claws tearing in flesh and bones snapping. Two of your men seem disheartened, as they realize that this could be very bad with the team stuck in here.

>>25961

The little kid may be good, but not anywhere close to your level. As they turn around a corner you quickly slink down a different way and intercept their movement. More or less the little kid runs into you as 'he' checks behind themselves. A classic mistake. 'he' looks up at you in worry and you can se now that it is a tomboyish girl hidden under all that grime. She looks ashamed, playing her best" I'm just an innocent kid don’t hurt me" face. "I sorry miss.. Is just I ungry and need to eat…" She says, not taking up the coins yet, hoping you are gullible enough to allow her to keep them. You where lucky to grab her in a smaller ally, giving you time or seclusion for what you wish to do.

"Please don turn me in to the guards!"

>>25963

The King nods at this. " Go to the archivist Davis Harrion. He holds the records of all the mages currently in the city. At least the mages we know of. "

Your search for a mage to teach you more about sunlight magic is interrupted as you are told the archivist has time to meet you. You do however get advice from one of the guards to go to the room where the mass spell is designed. There are several mages of immense knowledge there.

You later find yourself with this archivist. A long and thin man with glases and grey hair. He smiles as you come in to the room with endless scrolls and books. It was heavily guarded outside of the room." Ah, M'lady. " He says with a deep bow, his voice is a smooth one, a voice of a storyteller. The work that entails is pretty long afterwords. Since it is someone who has caught the notice of Avalkya they check the arch mages first. Portraits done with spells fill the books as well as records of each of them and specialties. If information from here leaked out it could be bad. They end up going through other books, the mage not amongst them, after what feels like hours of work he presents a book with mages outside of Karell that are of noticeable power. It is here she finds an image she recognizes. A man outside of the normal factions, now and then seen helping the elves of Allethaes. A dragon of the light. His elven form is the exact image of the man you saw only a day ago. However on his records is written the date of when he fell in battle, over a month and a half ago, he has not been heard of since. Davis notices how your eyes stay on the image. Silently he moves up next to you and looks at the book deep in thought.

"… He fell outside of Karell in the first large battle against Ordaina's vampires… Are you certain it is him you saw…? We found no trace of him after the lightning strike. And if it happens to be him… Then I wonder why he has not made himself known. "

Add minions: James, a skilled archer and tracker, he likes talking and sharing stories, at times you wonder how much of it is true. Dane, a paladin utterly devoted to Radia, he is stoetic and a classic guardian, willing to weather the worst to protect his charge.

>>25990

"Mind lapse…? Goddess, they let anyone in to do the spell don’t they." The man answers you, he seems strong, having worked on his body but also has a certain presence around him. His eyes are blue, with the sharpness of a hawk, his face handsome and his head shaved to give more space for the magical tattoos covering his skin. He gives Kdros an annoyed glance, clearly not happy with being bothered. " I thought all fresh ones were introduced to the layout of the temple. Head down the hall to the room where the lazies are relaxing or taking quick naps and then head left. Now scurry along, I have to important duties to waste my time on an elf. " With this he walks of, clearly to important for Kdros. He notices that there are four paladins standing outside of the room when he gets close.

he has a hard time finding the books on his own in the library. In the end he asks a cute young woman to fetch it for him. She looks at him with a blushing smile, a proud and good looking high elf asking HER for help. She gladly walks of without thinking onto the deeper section past the guard. There is only one guard here, he looks mildly annoyed as if someone ells is having fun while he is stuck on guard duty. (Goddess darn it, Derick! >>25786 ) He does not let kdros pass, but instead gives him a silent angry and awkward glare while the young library assistant is away. She soon returns and the two of you walk away from the guard as she begins to speak about the book.

" It is about simpler curses. its a book taken from a witch long ago, About breaking and placing small kinds I think. It may help you out with any minor curse you have sett upon you or your friends… Do be sure to come back with it later though. The master of the library will be angry with me otherwise. "

Add equipment. Book: Stitches and strings.

Name: Kefala

Race: Corrupter Snake

Background and fluff: Born of pure undefiled Darkness, Kefala is, like so many of thoee born of pure darkness, entirely devoted to the corruption and/or destruction of the light. She cares not how it happens, only that the dark remains and her along with it. She is addicted to the shaping and changing of the flesh and mind, her own ludicrous form a living example of the lengths the dark will go to spread itself. She considers her form quite superior in all aspects, and looking at her one can see the darkness flowing across her red skin. Alongside the proven she made sure that the dwarf strongholds fell, her task in the matter being the corruption and seduction of their lords and ladies alongside others skilled in infiltration. As a reward for her hard work she has taken a number of prisoners and slaves to the ruins of Amsukan, returning there so that she may begin working on mastering fleshshaping on her own.

Class: Fleshshaper/Corrupter

Faction: The Proven for now

Alignment: Dark

Skills:

Rank 2 Corruption magic

Rank 2 Biomancy.

Health: 14

Sun weakness: 3

Sun Resistance: 0

Soul: 3(Livini Soul 2)

Magic: 2

Mana: 10

Spells:

Seed of corruption. Rank 2. Mana 5 (Need to be able to touch victim)

You touch someone’s soul. Planting the first seed of corruption they will over time slowly change of essence and form. It often attacks the mind first and over time changes the body to fit it. Those who are of strong will can try to resist it.

Flesh Craft Rank 2. 2 Mana but there has to be "material" that can be used.

This spell allows the user to freely change and shape their victim after their own wishes. As long as there is organic material that can be used they can build on and ad new features like claws or two extra arms. The flesh crafter needs to be able to touch their victim and take the time to form them. Those who are of strong will can try to resist it.

Equipment:

Basic tools for your minions to fix your lair as you se fit.

Minions: 2 Dwarf Slaves, Pregnant 0/5 Corrupt Human Father

Bonus:

A mothers love:

Your children grow up far faster than normal and are innately loyal to you. However their "Quality" depends on who is the father. The stronger and more powerful the father, the better your children will be.

Location: The ruins of the Bastion of Amsukan.

Disadvantage: They are big, beautiful but oh so big. Your boobs get in the way of some of your actions, giving a penalty where they would be to cumbersome or get in the way. They can be used to suffocate others however.

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>26007

Kefala puts her now free hands to her head and rubs her temple, hissing angrily. All she wanted was for everything to fall in place for her darlings, and yet she cannot even fleshcraft the dwarves together! Feeling low on mana and quite upset, Kefala gets off the bed and goes to the nearby water basin, where she cleans the blood off of herself while the still bound dwarves watch.

"Well nobody said making my own clan would be easy." she thinks as she rinses off. Turning back to the now corrupted dwarf warrior and uncorrupted dwarf, she rolls her shoulders and gets rid of any stiffness as she returns to her normal motherly demeanor.

"Consider yourselves lucky darlings, im not killing either of you~"

Kefala picks up the halves of Livini daintily, making sure not to get blood on herself, and puts them on a spare blanket on the floor. She then removes the bloody blanket under the dwarves and folds it up to leave them on the bed sheets. With a wide smile the dark snake slides up the bed until she is over the two dwarves, setting her breasts upon their lower bodies and beginning to ponder something. She taps her fingers against her cheeck before coming to a conclusion. This wont be anywhere as pleasureable as it could or should be, but she has to get mana somehow…

1. Have sex with the dwarves for mana

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>26008

If this roll fails I swear…

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>26002

Ivaz continues to wander his hazy memories while wandering through the caves.

Rolled 13, 6 = 19 (2d100)

>>26002

Name: Anton Soric

Race: Human

Background and fluff: Anton was born small and frail in the slum of Ordenia. Life was hard and violent in the slums, not helped by the forces of darkness frequently using the slums as "hunting grounds." Anton survived by being mean, sneaky and fast. The creatures of the darkness can't hurt you if they don't know you're there, and if they do, a blade applied quickly can ruin their day. Still live there had taken it's toll on Anton. Then the sun went out. Since then he's lost many friends and bears many scars. Once he had gathered up enough supplies he fled from Ordenia to a land where there was still light.

Class: Assassin

Faction: Outside

Alignment: Neutral with Dark tendencies

Skills:

Rank 3 Knives and daggers (1/10 for 4)

Rank 2 Dodge

Rank 2 Stealth

Rank 1 Streetwise

Rank 1 Slight of Hand.

Health: 10

Sun weakness: 0

Sun Resistance: 0

Soul: 3

Magic: 0 (Need magic rank 1 if you wish to learn spells.)

Mana: 5

Spells: -

Equipment:

Fine Daggers.

You have been able to loot and have your pick from some situations, one day you happened upon a vampire with a beautiful sett of daggers. Their yours now.

1 gold and 25 silver coins.

Cloak full of pockets.

Book: The Ink.

"Treasure" hunt discovered. Map: book The Ink. Suggested players/stronger minions: 2-4

1 flask of oil.

2 small throwing knives.

Fine lockpick: +10 on 3 lockpick rolls.

20 pieces of caramel.

Minions:

Bonus:

Jaded: It is hard to frighten you or make you flinch, you have seen Many horrible things the world has to offer from both the dark and the so called "Light." You have a bonus against most forms of fear.

Iron Will: Your innate magic has been formed with your upbringing. You started as weak but with shear will you have grown to become stronger. A constant uphill battle against the world itself. Your will is hardened and therefore you have an extra resistance to many of the mind, soul or body altering spells out there.

Location: Close to Karell.

1. Practice my knife throwing skills

2. Talk to the urchins use that caramel I bought to get them to talk about eh tunnel. Of course do this without anyone overhearing.

Rolled 96, 66 = 162 (2d100)

>>26005

Name: Kaaeandros

Race: Dragon

Background and fluff: A young, brash Blue Dragon of light that was corrupted and is slightly mentally insane with the idea that the Sun needs to be corrupted as well.

Class: Spellblade

Faction: Allenthas

Alignment: Dark

Skills:

Rank 2 Swordsmen

Rank 2 Dodge

Rank 1 Sunlight magic

Rank 1 Arcane magic

Health:

Sun weakness: 0

Sun Resistance: 0

Soul: 3

Magic: 2

Mana: 20

Spells:

Infuse sunlight, Rank 1. Mana cost:1

Infuse sunlight into objects. Such as weapons, pillars and more. Gives 1 rank Sunlight.

Hand of the Sun. Rank 1. Mana cost: 3 per HP healed.

With time and care most wounds heal. However with this spell life and light is infused in the target, healing their wounds.

Weapon Enchantment: Arcane, Rank 1. Mana cost:2

Infuse the weapon in your hand with +1 arcane damage.

Equipment:

Standard sword. Unfortunately your Dao Sword was lost on the battlefield when you fled. You have been unable to find it when you checked back and now have this as a replacement.

Fine cloths.

Minions: Dominated Karell Recharger

Bonus:

True Dragon.

You have been cursed! Dark runes cover your skin, quenching your magic, chaining who you truly are under a meek and lesser form! By whom is unknown. However with hard effort and the right kind of magic and artifacts maybe this curse could be unlocked. You can search for a way to make the runes fall away and regain your true powers.

Essence of Darkness.

The cold darkness has taken a grip of your soul, as intense as the dark depths of a well it overtakes most who touch it. Your soul counts as +1 when resisting purification spells or having intercourse. This gives you an edge if you decide to corrupt or dominate others soul.

Location: Karell

Actions:

1: ”Thank you so much for your help, it would have been so time consuming trying to find the book on my own. This library is pretty large and unknown to me.” He tells the pretty woman, smiling a bit seductively to her a small glint waking up in his eyes. “Is there anyway I might be able to repay this favour? Maybe you would enjoy some companionship?” Kaaeandros tries to seduce the young librarian, maybe meet up with her later for some *companionship* and then he will be very gentle with her but get rougher and rougher as the intercourse goes on. He tries corrupting her while keeping her mouth shut with a fierce kiss to silence her.

2: After/before the corrupting has been done/being done, he studies the book at the location where he then is. (Either the library or where ever the young librarian might have taken him for their potential date.) He reads up on the curses that exists in the book and maybe how to undo them.

Kaaeandros lets go of all other thoughts as he focuses all his attention on the book before him. Written by a to him unknown source it is so far his only thing he might learn of a way to undo his curse. His inner draconic feeling is screaming for him to learn of a way quickly and undo this blasted curse so he can finally return back to his proper form! It vexes him almost to anger how weak he had become, how incredibly restricting being stuck in his humanoid elven form was!

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>26016

Librarian soul power, Go!

Rolled 80, 63 = 143 (2d100)

>>26002

Name: Ivaz

Race: Crystalline Spirit

Background and fluff: Ivaz is a crystalline spirit. If you don't know what a crystalline spirit is that is because they are usually forgotten. Much like nature spirits control plants and animals and emotion spirits control their specific emotion crystalline spirits control all things crystalline. They used this to shape the world and create the ores and gems of the world long ago before the sun created the races. As time went on their roll in the world was forgotten, and they lost their purpose. Many decided to disappear, but Ivaz decided to stay and watch the world in case he was needed. As time went on his desire for purpose became a bitterness to the races who have forgotten his kind, and then disdain for the gods who created them and taught them nothing of the ones who shaped the world long ago. As the sun shattered upon his home and the world became dark he knew it was time to move. Ivaz had a new goal now, to become a god and end this feud between the light and dark one way or another, before it destroys the world the spirits so eagerly protect.

Class: Crystalline Spirit

Faction: None

Alignment: Neutral

Skills:

Rank 2 Sculptor.

Rank 2 Crystallomancy

Rank 1 Meditation

Health: -

Sun weakness: 0

Sun Resistance: 0

Soul: 4

Magic: 2

Mana: 20

Spells:

Matter to crystal. Rank 2 Mana 5

With this spell you can turn objects or living creatures into a crystal type of your choice. A person with strong will can try to resist this spell. If a living being is crystallized they are still alive in that form until broken or reshaped.

Crystal to matter. Rank 2 Mana 5 to restore to its original matter. Mana x if turning it into a different material depending on what it is.

With this spell you can turn crystal into matter. If it is a former living creature they return to their previous state. This can be used to make other materials as well if it was crafted to resemble the shape of the chosen material.

Equipment:

3 Fire opals

1 Large chunk of amethyst

1 Large chunk of azurite

Minions:

Bonus: Crystalline soul: You can freely shape any form of crystal with a bit of time. For you it is as natural as breathing.

Incorporeal: You have no body making it very hard for normal means to harm you. But any magic or weapon focused on harming spirits can harm you and the damage goes directly to your soul.

Location: In a cavern between Menaruhm and the second closest dwarven hold.

1. Continue working on Crystal Levitation 4/6

2. Continue exploring the cave.

Rolled 70, 26, 52 = 148 (3d100)

>>26004

Name: Natros Yo'shen

Race: Half Elf

Background and fluff: He's a ranger

Class: Ranger

Faction: Silva Alaric

Alignment: Light

Skills:

Rank 3 Archery

Rank 2 Dodge

Rank 2 Stealth

Rank 1 Survivalist

Rank 1 Stealth Magic

Health: 10

Sun weakness: 0

Sun Resistance: 0

Soul: 3

Magic: 1

Mana: 10

Spells:

Ghost Rank 1. Mana 2. 5 mana if you are carrying a lot of gear.

For a good duration of an hour you turn impossibly silent as well as eliminate any trace of smell from yourself. Able to slip undetected as long as you don’t leave major physical tracks where you move. This makes you very hard for many children of the dark to find you, especially since many rely heavily on their sense of smell and hearing.

Equipment:

Elven crafted fine longbow.

Formed with magic and song this bow was rewarded to you when you where younger. Its quality is nearly unmatched and elven songs are engraved in it. Along with it you have a quiver of 10 sun arrows and 10 normal arrows.

Halsor's Amulet of Radia.

A plain wooden amulet with the symbol of Radias sun on it. Weathered from Halsor wearing it during his life before it was passed on to you.

Silva Ranger clothing.

These cloths give a bonus to stealth as long as you are in a forest or a different lush and green location.

17 Sunlight arrows each.

3 Powerful Sunlight arrows each. These are stored with a thin layer of a dust like ink in your quiver. Upon pulling one of them out the ink is designed to rub of, revealing the light. These arrows have a rank 3 sunlight strength. Causing easily 12 damage+ to vampires and other creatures weak to the sun. The disadvantage with them is that they glow so strong, a beacon in the dark, that everyone in the fight will know who fired it and also risk the archer to be detected by others.

3 gold coin each for travel expenses as well as bribes if a must. Outsiders value coin far more than the Silva Elves after all.

Clothing and cloaks far darker than the standard rangers, the darkness will be the one hiding your stride.

1 jar of sunpowder. Since infuse sunlight disappears from destroyed enchanted objects, sunpowder is a hassle to make. Your black jar has about 1/2 cup of the fine dust that glows like bottled morning sunrays.

Camouflage paint: 10 doses. Less if you need to cover more than face and hands.

3 small throwing knives each.

2 Smokebombs each.

Forgery of the seal of the Royal family of Allethaes, the High Elves

Forgery seal of Primal Master: Ashar'Nivash.

Minions:

Ke'ran[CQC]

Alyssa[Navigator]

Bonus: Best of the Best:

Your training under Halsor has taught you much. You live and breath the essence of a ranger. Stealth comes naturally to you, animals will rarely treat you will hostility unless they’re corrupted, you know what to eat, what not to eat and your arrow almost always hits dead center of your target. You have an overall bonus on Ranger skills.

Location: Silva Alaric

1 ) In the nights, begin the practice of Soul Magic. Drawing away the soul of beings, and entrapping it within gems to be purified.

2 ) Continue work on Shadow Magic, the dark of the lands beyond Silva Alaric will require me to 3/6

Minion Action

3 ) Lets get going, take down any dark creature you see. I will not have my mission compromised due to a goblin that thought he could make some silver off robbing us. I'd prefer for them to be left alive, but take no chances.

Rolled 84, 80, 24 = 188 (3d100)

Name: Avalkya the Reaver

Race: Angel of the Sun

Background and fluff:

She has come to the lands below to find the shards of her Creator, and bring holy judgement upon the dwellers of the night. She will not rest till sun has been restored, and the nightmares of the dark are brutally slayed. But in the meantime, it is about time that the enemies of man, and those that merely pay lip service to the Sun soon feel her wrath in all its blazing glory.

Class: Redeemer

Faction: Capitol of Karell.

Alignment: Light

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Skills:

Rank 2 Aerial Combat.

Rank 2 Axe

Rank 2 Dodge

Rank 1 Sunlight Magic

Health: 10

Sun weakness: 0

Sun Resistance: 0

Soul: 3

Magic: 1

Mana: 10

Spells:

Infuse sunlight, Rank 1. Mana cost:1

Infuse sunlight into objects. Such as weapons, pillars and more. Gives 1 rank Sunlight.

Equipment:

Axe

Axe of Azreal. Fine quality.

Minions:

[James]

[Dane]

Bonus:

[Her Purest Creation]

You are an Angel. The closets creation to Radia, a being made of purest of lights. Your soul counts as +1 when resisting corruption spells or having intercourse. This gives you an edge if you decide to purify or dominate others soul.

[Close to Your Heart]

You know your god is out there. Weaker in small parts scattered across the lands, hidden in true followers pure of heart. When you are close to her you can feel her in them. You know who has a shard of the sun if you meet them.

[To the skies]

You are able to fly, avoiding much of the terrors on the ground as you travel and giving you a solid advantage in a fight. But remember that there are dangers in the skies as well.

[The Pure Ones]

As an angel of Radia you are unable to harm those of true and pure good will. This is rare to encounter, but also pregnant women are protected since an unborn child can not be held guilty for any crime or ill will.

Location: Karell

1) Avalkya smiles ruthlessly, a clear demonstration of her joy. A would be certainly be useful against the dark, and especially one of his magnitude. However, his tendency to hide himself did betray some sort of worry; Why hide himself? Why pretend to be struck down? Obviously, there was more at work here. But, in such desperate times, there was no reason to not try and find him. Crossing her arms authoritatively, she speaks. "I do no doubt my senses, no matter how dulled by Radia's absence. I want posters placed around the city and a warrant sent out for him to be brought to me. He will obey a servant of Radia such as I, and explain why he has disappeared. In the battle. If he did truly fall, than it makes it a simple matter of him never showing up. But have faith; He is alive. I will say admit that his disappearance and hiding of his presence has caused me worry, but I am certain he has his reasons."

2) While in the presence of the grand Archivest, Avalkya has another task to begin. "I wish to know where any possible Shards are. Any rumors, any leads. You know it to be true that where these shards hide, is where I will move next." she says rather plainly.

3) Turning to James and Dane, she hovers slightly above them, before setting foot next to them. But even at mid-height and clearly out of comfort standing on the ground, she does her best to show respect. "As you know, I am Lady Avalkya, Angel of Radia. I am thankful that you two could join me in this quest. I will admit, that there will be some time that we are apart; My wings can carry me far faster than any horse. But regardless, I am thankful for your assistance." she proclaims, before resting the end of the Azrael axe on the ground like a staff, and bowing partially. "I will need your two's help in the matters of navigating this city. The masses call out for me, and thus, I can not walk the streets. For the moment, I need a mage who can help re-awaken my powers of the sun. Investigate the mages of this temple, and find me a suitable teacher. Thank you. That is all."

Rolled 7, 15, 65 = 87 (3d100)

Name: Egrox {'The Rambler'}

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Race: Griffon

Background and fluff: Egrox is reputed to be the last griffon in existence. This has resulted in something of a lonely life, as the creature now seems to soldier on without any hope of a future insofar as the usual life of his kind – there will be no children or legacy to speak of. However, as time has moved forward, Egrox has found that joy in his life can be found in helping the lesser mortals with their temporal concerns that seem fleeting. This gives Egrox a beneficent, if mournful and condescending, manner. In his free time Egrox enjoys playing with children and telling stories about years passed.

Alignment: Light

Class: Paladin

Faction: Capitol of Karell

Alignment: Light

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Skills:

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Rank 2 Aerial combat.

Rank 2 Dodge

Rank 1 Survival

Rank 1 Perception.

Rank 2 Charisma.

Health: 10

Sun weakness: 0

Sun Resistance: 0

Soul: 3

Magic: 0

Mana: 5

Spells:

Equipment:

–Custom Armor. Damage Reduction: 1 {Magical Protections: 5 Strikes}

Money: 1 gold and 10 silver coins.

Minions: [Maladror, The Winged Cat]

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Bonus:

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1.Last of your kind: You are quite possibly the last gryphon to roam the world. The rest have died over the ages or vanished into the unknown. Be it luck or some other force, you have survived. Many view you with respect and your voice is often heard within Karell.

2. To the skies: You are able to fly, avoiding much of the terrors on the ground as you travel and giving you a solid advantage in a fight. But remember that there are dangers in the skies as well.

Location: Karell

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Actions

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1.Egrox spends some money to attempt to learn magic: light magic, in specific. Egrox is not terribly keen on magic, but he thinks that a grounding in the arts would be useful. As such he spends some time with Avalkya to figure out the basics {Train with Avalkya: light magic}.

2.Egrox then spends some more time guarding the shards. He's not terribly thrilled at more guard duty, but he doesn't really trust Maladror to do it {Guard the shards}.

3."Maladror, the immediate business is within the city. Some there is something amiss in the in the population. Possibly a disease. Go to the refugee camp outside the city and see what you can find out. If it is plague we must move quickly"{Maldror checks the refugee camp}.

Rolled 59, 15 = 74 (2d100)

>>26027

Dice

Rolled 95, 19, 60 = 174 (3d100)

>>26001

The exertions were really draining. The magical reserves are almost out.

1) Tell Azula to join me in the bedchambers tonight. And tell her she can bring any little friends she has made in her time in the town. The more the merrier.

2) After the fun activites Stanton takes the rapier and heads off to find a quiet place where things won't be too destroyed by potential magical outbursts, possibly by a creek. Use mana to increase the magical circulation. Widen the channels and improve capacity.

3)Bring a suitable feast for Bezmuthian and find out what his children have found. If I had to wait another turn rejoin Azula

Name: Stanton Vehores

Race: Incubus

Background and fluff:

Stanton was a human that dabbled in the arts of magic… WAS. He no longer is, and hasn't been for many years. Ever since he merged himself with a demon that he summoned he's been something more. Gaining agelessness, great magic power and demonic knowledge at the mere price of things such as morality, compassion and what is commonly known as "goodness". Though some other things were also gained. An insatiable lust was an unexpected side-effect. Ever craving new experiences of the carnal kind. Lusting for women to do depraved acts with. It didn't take long for stanton to realise that he could use this energy to power his spells and summonings. Summonings he was well-suited for with his intimate knowledge of the demonic realms. Now that the sun has fallen he has taken the village he was in under his wings. Keeping the nasties at bay in return for "willing" females to sate his lusts and help him power his spells. Both to protect the village, to help the crops grow so they don't starve. For what good is a village if there is nobody left alive to serve him?

Class: Tantric summoner mage

Faction: Independent.

Alignment: Neutral dark.

Skills:

Rank1 Sunlight Magic

Rank 2 Summoning.

Rank 2 Control.

Health: 10

Sun weakness: 1

Sun Resistance: 0

Soul: 3

Magic: 2

Mana: 7/14 (20/20)

Spells:

Infuse sunlight, Rank 1. Mana cost:1

Infuse sunlight into objects. Such as weapons, pillars and more. Gives 1 rank Sunlight.

Summon/Control Demon rank 2. Mana cost 5.

Summon a Demon and/or cast control on it.

Equipment:

Book of demons

A collection of the different creatures from the demonic realm, written by yours truly. It entails many of their weaknesses and strengths.

Fine Cloths.

Sun infused rapier.

Minions:

Higher Succubus Azula, Maintainance: 3

Higher crow-demon father Bezmuthian(and his 7 times 7 children), Maintain cost: 3

Bonus:

Dark knowledge: The demon realms where you home once, well, for part of you at least before you became fused and turned half human. You retain an immense knowledge from there, knowledge about demons, magic, the world and even some more dark delicious secrets.

Takes one to know one: You have a good chance of knowing when you speak to a demon, even if they are in a hidden form.

Location: Close to Silva Alaric

Magic rank 3 progress: 1/8

>>25909

I am so sorry for missing your update.

Apollo nods shaky as you take care of his scraped knees, you find some herbs in the dark that you know help against infection. He does not complain as you apply it but its visible that it hurts. He makes a soft whine as you rub softly on the leafs, making them stick to his wounds for the best effect.

" W-what was that father..? " He says with a shaky voice, looking up at you with wide and scared eyes. He shivers slightly as he huggs his legs close to his chest, with care to not disturb the leaves on his wounds.

"I'v never seen something that big…"

Fixing a hidden camp becomes easier than expected, you find a large tree that has fallen over and created a good shelter on one side of it. its branches so that it will give shelter to the rain if leaves and moss are added. Soon the two of you have a nice and small roof to sit down under with wind protection from two sides. There is no sign of the beast, though it could very well be watching the two of you from the forest waiting for the right moment. At least there are no spiders here.

Rolled 37, 100 = 137 (2d100)

>>26079

It's cool

>Name: Eirk

>Race: Human

>Background and fluff: My name is Erik and I'm the former of the light. Once I was a cleric, fight for survival and to protect others was my creed. But once I saw my fellow men they were doing a barbaric act against some dark aligned creatures. When they dared to brutalize a youngun who's only sin was being a goblin, I've decided to make them reconsider their decision a bit forcefully I might add.

Now I'm wanted for betraying their ideals but that doesn't matter. After all I've got a young child and I'm ready to defend him at all costs. After all ever since I've rescued him he takes to calling me his father and I try to help but he still thinks I'm his father. Well I want to make this world great after all I'm fighting for survival and I'm protecting my son, I believe I haven't truly fallen

>Class: Former Cleric

>Faction: The Duality.

>Alignment: Neutral

>Skills: Rank 2 Lore: The two Gods, lesser gods and the proper religious rites., Rank 2 Mace,,Rank 2 Shield, Rank 1 Sunlight Magic, Rank 1 Medical Care

Health:

Sun weakness: 0

Sun Resistance: 0

Soul: 3

Magic: 1

Mana: 10

>Spells:

Blessing of Radia. Rank 1 Mana 3

This spell removes lesser curses, weak corruption and can even cure minor diseases. It also helps the one receiving in the close future. Making their life a bit easier for a short while in this chaotic world. (+10 on one action.) However it is frowned upon for a cleric to bless themselves.

Infuse sunlight, Rank 1. Mana cost:1

Infuse sunlight into objects. Such as weapons, pillars and more. Gives 1 rank Sunlight.

>Equipment: Amulet of Radia, Mace, Order of Radia shield, and 30 silver.

>Minions: Apollo is a good kid. A bit foolish at times but smart and creative. He is good at fixing broken stuff when necessary but loves to make small bombs or mixes that explode in a fiery mess. Thankfully listens to you when you tell him to stop or not touch anything. He tries to mind his manners and learn from you. He looks up to you and sees you as his father and would go very far to help you if he can.

>Bonus: Favor amongst the neutral and goblins.

Many of the neutral or the goblins smile over what you did, you stepped up for someone who was defenseless even if those of the light may shun you. The Duality also recognizes you as a sensible man who understands how wrong things have gone. You can turn to these people for help if necessary.

>Location: Penca Forest on the move away from Karell.

"It was a werewolf and it had a symbol of Radia also it's a female I don't know if it wants to help us or bring us to the light."

1. Gather more materials to improve the camp

2. Stand guard after all my son needs to heal and rest and I need to defend him

Name: Kiji

Race: Jian

Background and fluff: Kiji is a Jian, a race of of intelligent pure dark Monsters that are focused on the physical portion of magic. The race is composed of Biomancers of a…unique sort. Jian's naturally have highly addictive magically extremely nutritious sexual fluids that when ingested build up a need to the point where without outside help the addicted cant live without the Jian. The fluids are thick and sticky to an impossible degree, and Jian's can all produce gallons upon gallons of said sexual fluids and can do so at will.

In line with this the Jian's Biomancy focuses on said fluids. They devise spells to levitate their fluids, cause it to have effects, preserve it, and more. These natural talents make them some of the best dominators amongst the forces of the darkness, at the cost that they are not natural fighters despite their scary appearance. To make up for this they take slaves from the other races, preferably warriors and fighters that can protect them.

Kiji is no exception to his race. Like other Jian's he is intelligent, lithe, and crafty. He lives in a huge cave network but often helps out other creatures of the darkness. Recently he assisted a Proven assault, and as a reward was given some precious objects, some goods and some equipment. But most importantly he acquired the lucky Warrior who is going to become his newest slave and bodyguard as payment for the loss of his old one. How delightful~

Class: Biomancer(huge focus on sexual fluids)

Faction: His own(willing to help out other dark creatures as long as he is guaranteed something precious in return, preferably slaves)

Alignment: Dark

Skills:

Rank 2 Biomancy

Rank 1 Telekinetic control

Rank 1 Control magic

Health: 10

Sun weakness: 4

Sun Resistance: 0

Soul: 3

Magic: 2

Mana: 20

Spells:

Cum levitation. Rank 2. Maintain cost: 4.

Move cum through the air at will. The higher rank you obtain of this spell the more you can lift and move without touching. If attempting to force it in to someone its a contested strength roll (unless something’s ells appropriate.). In those situations this spell counts as having strength 2 in this endeavor.

Kept Eternal. Rank 2. Maintain cost 3.

Keeps an organic matter of choice from one source fresh as long as the spell is maintained. It can be used to keep a large amount of food fresh for months without worry of decay. Or darker means popular amongst flesh crafters and corruptors.

Suggest. Rank 1 Cost: 3

Suggest influences the mind of those with weaker will. It can not take full control of someone like the more advanced spells, but it can affect the actions of others to ones own advantage. The spell can be cast with subtleness if combined with stealth or slight of hand to hide the few hand motions needed to trigger the spell. Typical suggestions can be current effects such as: "Trust me" "Finish them" or softer effects over longer time as: "Are you sure you can trust your sister?"

Equipment:

Small amount of trade goods and food supplies to last around a week.

Minions standard sword.

Minions standard armor.

Minions:

1 Warrior human female. Status: not addicted yet.

Bonus:

Addiction

Your races sexual fluids are highly addictive, exposure can cause different reactions in the addicted, most often obedience to receive more. It lessens the victims efficiency to a certain degree but they are loyal to receive your cum. Those of lesser soul take 3 turns of exposure, either on the skin or ingested to become loyal. Those of a stronger soul need 5 turns, or more.

Location: South of Menaruhm

Rolled 26, 1, 100 = 127 (3d100)

>>26003

Name: Jotunn ættaðr

Race: Human (possibly giant descended)

Background and fluff: Born to a mother who's name he never knew, Jotunn was a marvel to behold as an infant. Weighing as much as a sack of grain, with a head the size of a watermelon, a warrior of the tribe came into this world screaming. His mother died before she could name him, and so the village named him Jotunn ættaðr, for it was said he must have giants blood in him to be this big.

As he grew he proved them right, his height overtook the other children of the tribe within 6 years, and by the time he was 12 towered a foot over the tallest man and with a body that could wrestle a bear and push back an ox. He valued his size and strength and power, something which tribe valued in a warrior as well, and carved his name into the minds of the tribe as he joined the raiding bands and cut men in two with a single blow. On the day he achieved manhood challenged the village to the Chieftans daughter. None could oppose him, and so when the Chieftan died he took his place.

His size and brawn did not take away room for a warriors mind and cunning, and he lead his tribe to glory after glory, raiding those of dark and light without discrimination. In time, the Proven had had enough and organized a great army several times the tribes size to wipe them out. It would have been the end for them until the timely rescue of the Dwarves of Allethaes, who had been tracking the Proven's army.

He had always thought the dwarves weak, small creatures not fit to fight. Until the day he saw that their size did not limit them. He saw the strength in their armor, their weapons, their discipline, how with a handful of short men they slew a mighty Proven war beast ten times their height, and held the line against so many proven numbers.

Two things happened this day, the Dwarves earned the favor and loyalty of the Tribe forever forever. And Jotunn would forever be inspired by the Dwarvens warcraft. Now he seeks to lead his tribe into a style of warfare. Of discipline. Of pike walls and crossbows and heavy armor. Now the giant barbarian takes on an equally heavy plate of armor and a mighty dwarven sword, and aims to see his tribe become the greatest fighting force the world has ever seen and carve their name into history.

Class: Reformed Barbarian (Soldier)

Faction: Barbarians - Allethaes Aligned

Alignment: Neutral

Skills:

Rank 2 Swordsman

Rank 2 Parry

Rank 1 Charisma

Rank 1 Strength

Rank 2 Drill Sergeant

Health: 15

Sun weakness: 0

Sun Resistance: 0

Soul: 3

Magic: 0

Mana: 5

Spells:

Equipment:

Greatsword.

Custom made armor. Damage Reduction: 1

Minions:

13 Barbarians and 5 Dwarf warriors. The rest are injured after the battle.

Bonus:

Blood of Giants.

You are far larger than most and a strength that few can hope to achieve. You can surpass 5+ up to 6 on your strength skill and can take more of a beating than a fit human.

Location: A ruined dwarven outpost in the mountains close to Menaruhum.

Strength progress: 3/6

Mace progress: 1/4 (Keep in mind the -20 for two training actions.)

>That just means don't train twice in one turn right?

1. Keep up the strength 3/6

2. Hero Action: Continue to finish up my mace 1/4

3. Minion Action: Recruit yet more barbarians

>>26583

Name: Kiji

Race: Jian

Background and fluff: Kiji is a Jian, a race of of intelligent pure dark Monsters that are focused on the physical portion of magic. The race is composed of Biomancers of a…unique sort. Jian's naturally have highly addictive magically extremely nutritious sexual fluids that when ingested build up a need to the point where without outside help the addicted cant live without the Jian. The fluids are thick and sticky to an impossible degree, and Jian's can all produce gallons upon gallons of said sexual fluids and can do so at will.

In line with this the Jian's Biomancy focuses on said fluids. They devise spells to levitate their fluids, cause it to have effects, preserve it, and more. These natural talents make them some of the best dominators amongst the forces of the darkness, at the cost that they are not natural fighters despite their scary appearance. To make up for this they take slaves from the other races, preferably warriors and fighters that can protect them.

Kiji is no exception to his race. Like other Jian's he is intelligent, lithe, and crafty. He lives in a huge cave network but often helps out other creatures of the darkness. Recently he assisted a Proven assault, and as a reward was given some precious objects, some goods and some equipment. But most importantly he acquired the lucky Warrior who is going to become his newest slave and bodyguard as payment for the loss of his old one. How delightful~

Class: Biomancer(huge focus on sexual fluids)

Faction: His own(willing to help out other dark creatures as long as he is guaranteed something precious in return, preferably slaves)

Alignment: Dark

Skills:

Rank 2 Biomancy

Rank 1 Telekinetic control

Rank 1 Control magic

Health: 10

Sun weakness: 4

Sun Resistance: 0

Soul: 3

Magic: 2

Mana: 20

Spells:

Cum levitation. Rank 2. Maintain cost: 4.

Move cum through the air at will. The higher rank you obtain of this spell the more you can lift and move without touching. If attempting to force it in to someone its a contested strength roll (unless something’s ells appropriate.). In those situations this spell counts as having strength 2 in this endeavor.

Kept Eternal. Rank 2. Maintain cost 3.

Keeps an organic matter of choice from one source fresh as long as the spell is maintained. It can be used to keep a large amount of food fresh for months without worry of decay. Or darker means popular amongst flesh crafters and corruptors.

Suggest. Rank 1 Cost: 3

Suggest influences the mind of those with weaker will. It can not take full control of someone like the more advanced spells, but it can affect the actions of others to ones own advantage. The spell can be cast with subtleness if combined with stealth or slight of hand to hide the few hand motions needed to trigger the spell. Typical suggestions can be current effects such as: "Trust me" "Finish them" or softer effects over longer time as: "Are you sure you can trust your sister?"

Equipment:

Small amount of trade goods and food supplies to last around a week.

Minions standard sword.

Minions standard armor.

Minions:

1 Warrior High Elf female. Status: not addicted yet.

Bonus:

Addiction

Your races sexual fluids are highly addictive, exposure can cause different reactions in the addicted, most often obedience to receive more. It lessens the victims efficiency to a certain degree but they are loyal to receive your cum. Those of lesser soul take 3 turns of exposure, either on the skin or ingested to become loyal. Those of a stronger soul need 5 turns, or more.

Location: South of Menaruhm