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Kell sends more vines toward Loki, hoping this time for a solid attack.
Nope.
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Ch.5 "Lost Souls" / Kell and Sigrlinn
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Round 6
Sigrlinn stabs Loki. He reels back in pain, deflecting blows from both of you--but losing his grip on the wall-turned-ceiling.
He plummets into space...
...casting a spell as he falls!
((Defense = Grace!))
Sigrlinn stabs Loki. He reels back in pain, deflecting blows from both of you--but losing his grip on the wall-turned-ceiling.
He plummets into space...
...casting a spell as he falls!
((Defense = Grace!))
Ireth
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Sigrlinn stares after Loki in grim triumph -- until she realizes he's casting a spell. She braces herself for whatever's coming--
((Not 100% sure I rolled right, so that might actually be 1 success. LS's call!))
((Not 100% sure I rolled right, so that might actually be 1 success. LS's call!))
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Kell breathes a sigh of relief when Loki plummets into space. But she quickly braces herself when she recognizes the signs of a spell being prepared.
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Kell is unaffected--and able to cast a spell of her own now!
Sigrlinn feels no pain or binding. In fact, when attempting to cast, magical wings sprout from her back!
Sigrlinn feels no pain or binding. In fact, when attempting to cast, magical wings sprout from her back!
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Sigrlinn gasps as wings sprout from her shoulderblades, flapping them instinctively to stay aloft. But the knowledge of where they came from fans her anger higher. If she's going to gain a pair of wings, she wants them from Brynhild as a reward for her bravery, NOT from Loki and his trickery!
She looks at Kell, fists clenched, eyes blazing. "Let's find Heph and see about getting out of here."
She looks at Kell, fists clenched, eyes blazing. "Let's find Heph and see about getting out of here."
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Kell remains focused on Loki and begins a spell of her own, her Blades of Ice spell.
She feels the magic rise, and it seems especially powerful to her.
((If this is for # rounds, I'll leave it. But if I can use the combos to encase Loki in ice, I'll do that instead.))
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She feels the magic rise, and it seems especially powerful to her.
((If this is for # rounds, I'll leave it. But if I can use the combos to encase Loki in ice, I'll do that instead.))
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Round 7
Sigrlinn tests her wings. They feel real, but she realizes they are only an illusion. It seems desperate for a trickster god, and the illusion doesn't last. The feathers become knives and rapidly stab Sigrlinn, leaving her barely able to stand... but in this world, physical pain only registers as an initial shock. Aside from bleeding some kind of glowing smoke god a moment, Sigrlinn is fine, physically. Mentally, she feels this world is not for her and almost nothing here is real or meaningful.
Kell senses that her magic is about to fade, but as Loki attempts to tease her with an illusion of Vin, she realizes there is no time to cast a new spell. She refocuses her magic energy on her nature magic, though with Loki falling over the world's edge, it seems he is out of the reach of any form of plant life...
What bursts from the raging falls looks like a squid at first--but it is in fact sea weed, though like none you have ever seen. The tendrils are large and thorned and solid as a battering ram. One tendril impales Loki's spider body, driving his insides out of him. Another wraps around his waist,crushing him until his human half is torn from the rest of him. Entrails spill, but that doesn't stop two more vines from wrapping his arms and tearing his torso in half!
His head pops up. Despite his torn face and lack of a throat, he speaks:
"Even if you get to your inventor god, he can ne--"
A final tendril interrupts Loki with a punch in the face. It explodes into chunks. Your gowns are ruined.
Sigrlinn tests her wings. They feel real, but she realizes they are only an illusion. It seems desperate for a trickster god, and the illusion doesn't last. The feathers become knives and rapidly stab Sigrlinn, leaving her barely able to stand... but in this world, physical pain only registers as an initial shock. Aside from bleeding some kind of glowing smoke god a moment, Sigrlinn is fine, physically. Mentally, she feels this world is not for her and almost nothing here is real or meaningful.
Kell senses that her magic is about to fade, but as Loki attempts to tease her with an illusion of Vin, she realizes there is no time to cast a new spell. She refocuses her magic energy on her nature magic, though with Loki falling over the world's edge, it seems he is out of the reach of any form of plant life...
What bursts from the raging falls looks like a squid at first--but it is in fact sea weed, though like none you have ever seen. The tendrils are large and thorned and solid as a battering ram. One tendril impales Loki's spider body, driving his insides out of him. Another wraps around his waist,crushing him until his human half is torn from the rest of him. Entrails spill, but that doesn't stop two more vines from wrapping his arms and tearing his torso in half!
His head pops up. Despite his torn face and lack of a throat, he speaks:
"Even if you get to your inventor god, he can ne--"
A final tendril interrupts Loki with a punch in the face. It explodes into chunks. Your gowns are ruined.
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Sigrlinn cries out in shock as her wings turn into knives and stab her, making her bleed more white smoke. She should have expected nothing less from a trickster god! Again she feels that strange disconnected feeling, that nothing here is real or meaningful. Is she real? Is Kell, or Heph?
An explosion of brains from below snaps her out of her reverie and renders her gown beyond salvaging. She groans in disgust and turns to Kell. "Nice magic. Now can we find Heph?"
Her anger from before still lingers, but it's changed a little. She's glad Loki's gone -- even if it's only temporary -- but disappointed that she never thought to dedicate her arrows to avenging her village, or her family, or the theft of her memories.
An explosion of brains from below snaps her out of her reverie and renders her gown beyond salvaging. She groans in disgust and turns to Kell. "Nice magic. Now can we find Heph?"
Her anger from before still lingers, but it's changed a little. She's glad Loki's gone -- even if it's only temporary -- but disappointed that she never thought to dedicate her arrows to avenging her village, or her family, or the theft of her memories.
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Kell reaches over and touches Sigrlinn. "Are you okay?" she asks her friend. It's hard for her to put a finger on it, but something seems a little off about Sigrlinn.
"Sure, let's go find Heph," she tells her, then immediately calls out, "Heph, are you okay? We got rid of Loki, finally."
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"Sure, let's go find Heph," she tells her, then immediately calls out, "Heph, are you okay? We got rid of Loki, finally."
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Sigrlinn shakes her head at Kell's question, but says, "We can talk about it later. It won't matter much if we don't make it out of here."
When Kell calls out for Heph, Sigrlinn turns, listening for a reply.
When Kell calls out for Heph, Sigrlinn turns, listening for a reply.
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Round 8 / End of Combat
As you climb into the balcony, the plants that were supporting you during the entire battle whither and crumble away. Good thing you decided to look for Heph, or you'd be free falling into space--not that sailing a house toward oblivion is much better.
Inside, the room is rotated 90 degrees so that the balcony-side wall is now the floor. But that isn't the strange part.
What's strange is the pile of men's bodies which leave little space in the room. All are muscular and wearing robes, togas, and other outfits that do more to emphasize the physique of the exposed parts—the limbs, the shoulders, the chest… These men would look strikingly handsome if they hadn't been maimed and beaten. You recognize the one as Ares, his bloody face distorted and concave from Heph's vengeful fist. You're not sure who he's hammering to death now… but come to think of it, the man is dead already.
"Illusions," Heph says calmly. "Soulless creations from a world gone hostile."
The only place to look that isn't Heph or a dead body is up—which means you're looking at the door to the stairwell. At what would be the top of the stairs, if the house were upright, is a dead woman who you recognize from a tapestry. It's Hera. Her ankles are bound in spider webs. In her right hand's rigor-mortis-grip is a fly swatter.
"It was an accident," swears Arachne's tiny voice. There are two glowing dots where two of Arachne's legs used to be. It seems the tiny spider woman acted in self-defense, though you're pretty sure her web wouldn't function as a weapon in the real world.
As you climb into the balcony, the plants that were supporting you during the entire battle whither and crumble away. Good thing you decided to look for Heph, or you'd be free falling into space--not that sailing a house toward oblivion is much better.
Inside, the room is rotated 90 degrees so that the balcony-side wall is now the floor. But that isn't the strange part.
What's strange is the pile of men's bodies which leave little space in the room. All are muscular and wearing robes, togas, and other outfits that do more to emphasize the physique of the exposed parts—the limbs, the shoulders, the chest… These men would look strikingly handsome if they hadn't been maimed and beaten. You recognize the one as Ares, his bloody face distorted and concave from Heph's vengeful fist. You're not sure who he's hammering to death now… but come to think of it, the man is dead already.
"Illusions," Heph says calmly. "Soulless creations from a world gone hostile."
The only place to look that isn't Heph or a dead body is up—which means you're looking at the door to the stairwell. At what would be the top of the stairs, if the house were upright, is a dead woman who you recognize from a tapestry. It's Hera. Her ankles are bound in spider webs. In her right hand's rigor-mortis-grip is a fly swatter.
"It was an accident," swears Arachne's tiny voice. There are two glowing dots where two of Arachne's legs used to be. It seems the tiny spider woman acted in self-defense, though you're pretty sure her web wouldn't function as a weapon in the real world.
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Sigrlinn stops short at the sight of the room full of bloodied bodies, and tears her gaze away from them to look at Heph when he speaks. Then she notices Hera -- who is hopefully just an illusion too -- hanging from the stairwell/ceiling, and hears Arachne's tiny voice.
"Well, it shouldn't happen again," she says after a moment. "At least not here. Loki's gone, thanks mostly to Kell." But she has no doubt he'll come back to face her again in the mortal realm, if they find their way back. "Are you hurt, Heph?" She wonders if perhaps he could make metal replacements for Arachne's legs, but isn't sure this is the right time to ask.
"Well, it shouldn't happen again," she says after a moment. "At least not here. Loki's gone, thanks mostly to Kell." But she has no doubt he'll come back to face her again in the mortal realm, if they find their way back. "Are you hurt, Heph?" She wonders if perhaps he could make metal replacements for Arachne's legs, but isn't sure this is the right time to ask.
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"I'm fine," he says.
The metal maid starts pushing bodies out the balcony with a push broom. "How disorderly," she says.
"I know, Samus. But I can fix this place."
Arachne hops onto Sigrlinn's shoulder, but her words are meant for both of you: "You came to Heph for a reason, didn't you?"
The metal maid starts pushing bodies out the balcony with a push broom. "How disorderly," she says.
"I know, Samus. But I can fix this place."
Arachne hops onto Sigrlinn's shoulder, but her words are meant for both of you: "You came to Heph for a reason, didn't you?"
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Sigrlinn looks at Arachne and sighs. "We came to bring him back to the mortal world. But I still don't know how we can, since I don't have the hearth-magic I did as a fairy." She looks closer at the holes where Arachne's legs are missing. "And I'd like to think he can give you new legs, too. At least at some point."
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Shuddering a bit at all of the bodies, illusionary or not, Kell tells Sigrlinn, "I think both of us did Loki in. You weakened him quite a bit before what I did. Although I'll allow that that last cast was powerful magic, even for me." She gives her friend a tired smile.
Then she walks over to Heph and places a hand on his arm to see if he's really as calm as he seems. If he seems reasonably calm, she says, "This mansion seems to be falling into oblivion. Do you know anything about where we are or what we're falling toward?"
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Then she walks over to Heph and places a hand on his arm to see if he's really as calm as he seems. If he seems reasonably calm, she says, "This mansion seems to be falling into oblivion. Do you know anything about where we are or what we're falling toward?"
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Heph steps over to the balcony and looks down at the black sun.
"That's not the sun I created. I don't know if it is a sun."
The black suddenly becomes light. As your eyes adjust, the light resembles a HearthVision.
"My…"
In the circular vision, you see two women and a man lying side by side by side. The man is Heph's body. The women are you!
"…my lab!"
Suddenly, the sun looks like an eyeball.
"I see them!" says a booming voice.
When the giant eyeball backs away from the circular vision, you can see Sapphire talking to someone unseen, but apparently beside her.
"They're in a house, sailing straight at us!"
The HearthVision-sun goes black again, until the source of the black recedes. It turns out to be Icarus. Apparently, he and Sapphire are taking turns peering through a pin hole in the fabric of space.
"THEY'RE TOO FAR AWAY," he says. "I JUST SEE WATER."
"That's not the sun I created. I don't know if it is a sun."
The black suddenly becomes light. As your eyes adjust, the light resembles a HearthVision.
"My…"
In the circular vision, you see two women and a man lying side by side by side. The man is Heph's body. The women are you!
"…my lab!"
Suddenly, the sun looks like an eyeball.
"I see them!" says a booming voice.
When the giant eyeball backs away from the circular vision, you can see Sapphire talking to someone unseen, but apparently beside her.
"They're in a house, sailing straight at us!"
The HearthVision-sun goes black again, until the source of the black recedes. It turns out to be Icarus. Apparently, he and Sapphire are taking turns peering through a pin hole in the fabric of space.
"THEY'RE TOO FAR AWAY," he says. "I JUST SEE WATER."
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Sigrlinn yelps and covers her ears at the booming voices from the direction of the black sun-turned-eyeball, which seems to actually be a hole in the sky. "I... guess that's our way out, then? We just fly toward the sun and out the hole, right?"
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S4M-U5 says, "I suppose this is good-bye, Master Heph?"
Heph looks at you. "Is that why you came? You came to get me out of this place?"
Heph looks at you. "Is that why you came? You came to get me out of this place?"
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Sigrlinn nods. Does he really not remember? Is that Loki working mischief on him too? "Like I told you before. You may have filled this world, but you don't belong here. We need you back in the mortal world. Aphrodite needs her husband."