Ec Session 4 4

Afternoon, Boltember 2 Merday.
The magma sea glows red all around you, as the Elvaan you have rescued ski on the flotsam behind you.
[OOC] ORN: didn't remember that…
[OOC] WC GM: Thus the recap. ;)
Elvaan: "Jo! Awesome wave is awesome, dudes!"
Felicia: "…"
Pak: "I still wanna know how they're doing that."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Here we go with that babble again!"
Pak: "Think it's Pyr?"
They seem to be having quite a lot of fun, for recently rescued washed-up folk who should be busy being burnt alive.
ORN nods
Hector is busy navigating Trombe.
Sakha: "Of course it's Pyr. Every Spirit has made 'adjustments' to the race that follows it."
Cassandra Lionheart: "So they can ski on magma like it is water!"
Pak: "I wonder what Mer did then."
ORN: "They likely breathe water at least."
Cassandra Lionheart: "That sounds reasonable."
Sakha: "We'd be made… Catfish then?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Probably not."
ORN: "…. …. That would explain their isolation. They have all become obsessed with licking themselves, or perhaps eachother…"
Hector chuckles.
Felicia blinks.
Pak sweatdrops.
Pak: "…"
Cassandra Lionheart: "ORN…gross."
Pak listens for a 'badum-bum-tshhhh'
ORN: "? ? ?"
ORN: "gross?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Honestly. licking themselves? Eww."// *shivers* "Sounds as bad as eating you children."
Felicia: "… It does?"
ORN: "… … This Unit fails to see how it is any worse than using hands or fingers…"
Sakha: "Leave out licking unless you actually have a tongue for your tastebuds golemboy?
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yes. Why would someone want to lick thier…"
*goes green in her face, and hangs over the side*
Felicia: "…"
Cassandra's vomit is incinerated the moment it touches the magma.
Pak: "…"
Pak: "Okayyyy…"
Hector: "I've heard of women who can lick themselves. Not mithra, either. Humes. Crazy stuff. I've never seen it, but I suppose with enough flexibility training, you can do damn near anything."
Pak stares at Hector.
Felicia: "…"
ORN nods at hector with… newfound knowledge?
Pak looks at Cassie.
Cassandra_Lionheart continues to hurl over the side "HECTOR!!! Not helping!"
Sakha glares at Hector.
Felicia coughs. "Another subject, if you will."
Hector: "What? I'm not a firsthand witness. I've just got some depraved friggin' cousins."
Cassandra_Lionheart stops, and shakes her head "I agree!"
One of the Elvaan skiis up close to where Cassandra's ejecta is hitting the magma. "Jo! If you be testing, don't bother - non-Pyr folk vape fast in this."
Sakha: "I find it hard to believe you actually have relatives…"
Cassandra_Lionheart looks down to the Elvann "No we were talking about something disgusting!!!"
Pak: "…Oh well."
Pak shrugs.
ORN stares confused; why is it disgusting if its mithra and not hot?
Elvaan: "You usin' the magma for waste disposal? 'Salright."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Nooo, I didn't want to sicken my friends with what I was doing."
Elvaan: "Pyr don' care what you throw in, so long as it's hot."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Trust me….It was…"
Elvaan: "Well yeah. You're one hot lady! Lol."
Sakha: "What happens if you throw in something cold?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Um, anyways…Enough talk, can we just focus on the task at hand?"
Cassandra_Lionheart shoots a glare at the Elvaan
The Elvaan's face darkens. "Pyr…objects to that. Tends to retaliate."
Pak: "…"
Felicia: "… Draws a reaction out of him, then."
Sakha: "Please, elaborate."
[OOC] WC GM: And yes, he did literally say "lol", pronounced "lawl".
Pak: "So we shouldn't toss Sakha in…"
Elvaan: "Nuh-uh, dudes. You want that kinda knowledge, you needs sensei for that."
Pak: "Even if she froze the magma, Pyr might…"
Pak hugs Sakha. ;_;
The Elvaan drops back to his fellows, a bit further behind the group.
Sakha glowers at Pak.
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at ORN and blinks "I still think my brother here needs to learn somethings in the "wild" here." *giggles*
ORN looks around
ORN: "? ? ?"
Pak squeeeze
Sakha: "I'm looking forward to meeting one of these sensei."
Pak nods. "Me too…!"
Felicia idly looks around.
The vast expanse of mostly featureless magma reminds Felicia of the sea. Except there's a roof here - equally featureless.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Anways. I hope Pyr can be a bit friendlier than the others this time around."
ORN: "Do you have any knowledge or advice as to what Pyr wishes to discuss, or things that may require knowing to avoid trouble?"
In the distance, to the rear, Felicia can barely see the dwarven capital vanishing over the horizon.
Elvaan: "Hmm…don't fall in the magma w/out Pyr's protection? Lol."
[OOC] WC GM: "w/out" pronounced "w'out"
ORN: "This much was already well documented"
Felicia hmms. At least it was a bit comforting. …Albeit molten rock in place of water.
Elvaan: "Ser'sly, dudes, just LFS when you get to the city. Shouldn't be hard if you're worthy."
Felicia: "… Just what?"
ORN: "LFS?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "LFS?"
The Elvaan gives you a blank look. "Lookin' For Sensei."
Elvaan: "You really ARE newbs, aren't you?"
ORN: "newbs?"
Felicia: "…"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Well, we don't speak, 1337 like you!"
Sakha: "Well we aren't from around here…"
Elvaan: "Alright, then I'll give you a few tips. First, by 'worthy', Pyr means brave 'n' courageous 'n' stuff - willin' to face Pyr even knowin' Pyr COULD just vape ya."
Elvaan: "Pyr makes a bit of a show o' that, but that's Pyr for ya."
ORN: "That is doable. Previous elemental spirits also made shows of force."
ORN smashes fists together and nods
Cassandra Lionheart: "vape…kill. I get that one."
Elvaan: "Pyr also respects physical stuff."
An older Elvaan speaks up. "Lol, naw, dude. We did that to ourselves."
Cassandra Lionheart: "like beauty?"
*looks to Sahka, and Ahiru*
YoungerElvaan: "Oh, yeah!"
Hector: "Mm. How're you holdin' up, Trombe?"
OlderElvaan: "Used the Upset to chase all our mages away. Pyr don't mind, though - no ice to deal with."
Pak: "Physical Stuff…?"
Sakha: "Vape… Vaporize… Noob… New? Why add a b?"
Sakha tries to reason out the slang
Felicia: "… Strength, I'd suppose."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Oh, I thought looks also."
Trombe: "Overall status is ninety-nine percent of optimal. Maintenance performed during upgrades yesterday."
Pak: "Oh, good."
Pak: "Trombe seems to be heat-proof!"
Hector nods. "Good, good. If you're startin' to overheat, tell me and I'll ask Sakha to blast ya with some ice to cool ya down."
ORN: "Trombe Unit. Does magma resistance extend to primary catapult section?"
OlderElvaan: "Naw. Anyone who gets THAT ugly begs Pyr to cure 'em. He does."
Sakha rolls her eyes at Hector.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Some people and things can be so materialistic."
Pak leans over the edge. "Pyr can make people pretty?"
Hector: "Hey, I said I'd ASK. I'm not gonna order ya around."
Trombe: "Ammunition bay is shielded. Ammunition would lose protection after ejection."
ORN: "… One could argue the contrary if due to Pyr's influence such matters become of minimal concern…"
OlderElvaan: "Naw. He vapes 'em."
Felicia: "…"
YoungerElvaan: "Wait up, old man. I've heard a few cases where the wrinkles were so bad, he just vaped the wrinkles."
ORN: "Hmm."
OlderElvaan: "Oh? I thought those were just tales."
Cassandra Lionheart: "But isn't beauty also on the inside?"
ORN: "Perhaps being more specific in one's such wishes would be key."
YoungerElvaan: "My sister's friend's boyfriend's aunt once…"
Pak: "…"
Pak: "Um…"
The older Elvaan shakes his head. "And I STILL think they're just tales."
Pak: "So what kind of physical stuff do you like, then?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yeah. I want to know about this. Apparently I am mistaken."
YoungerElvaan: "You know, PHYSICAL. Strength, courage, survivin', that kind o' stuff."
Cassandra Lionheart: "oh, ah. We are good at that."
YoungerElvaan: "Well duh! You're out here and you're still alive, aren'tcha?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yes."
ORN nods
ORN: "All of these factors are available in relatively large quantities"
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: brb
YoungerElvaan: "Beyond that…just, yanno, LFS when we get to the city."
Pak: "K."
Pak: "How much longer do you think it will be?"
OlderElvaan: "Don't you think they should know HOW to LFS?"
ORN: "And did not Pyr wish to talk first?"
YoungerElvaan: "What? You just, yanno, LFS to LFS."
The older Elvaan rolls his eyes.
[OOC] Hector: I'm flashing back to FF11 and it's giving me a headache.
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: back
The younger Elvaan skis a bit away from the older one. "Like, seriously, talk like that and Pyr's gonna-"
The older Elvaan vanishes in a gout of flame.
YoungerElvaan: "Toldja."
Cassandra_Lionheart blinks
Pak: "O.O"
Pak: "…Vaped!"
ORN: "?"
Hector: "Holy crapping crystal dragon Jesus!"
Felicia: "…"
Sakha: "Why'd that happen?"
Hector: "…this is going to be SO FUN."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Well….That sucked."
Pak: "…Wait, what's a Jesus?"
Sakha: "I don't understand…"
[OOC] ORN: a minor race composed primarily of mexican janitors ^^;;;
The younger Elvaan shrugs. "Talk like Pyr doesn't want you to talk, and if Pyr hears it, vaped! It's not perfect, but it's the trend."
ORN: "How does Pyr wish for you to talk?"
Pak: "This… Leeet?"
Elvaan: "It's safer inside the cities, of course. That's why senseis set up shop in there - so newbs can make mistakes in safety. Well, safe-R, anyway."
Pak: "…And what's a Jesus…"
Pak: "…Oh, wait, I get it."
Pak: "If you aren't l33t you get flamed."
Pak nods.
The Elvaan nods. "Totally, dude! You get it!"
[OOC] Sakha: Oh boy…
Cassandra Lionheart: "Then I will shut up then."
Hector: "I have no idea, little bro. I read it somewhere."
Cassandra_Lionheart looks to ORN and sighs
The Elvaan points ahead. "Oh hey! Looks like Pyr's got some targets fer ya!"
[OOC] ORN: damn you! you have any idea how hard I was holding that line back?
ORN raises lance and glares ahead
Sakha: "So we're supposed to lol and use slang so as not to get vaped?"
Elvaan: "Maybe he wants to see if you're buff enough?"
Pak: "Targets~?"
Pak looks
Elvaan: "Nah, we use slang to use slang. It's more the topics o' conversation he REALLY cares about."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Well, then, let us show him what we are made of!"
*looks for the targets*
Ahead are, indeed, targets. 24 glowing red-orange-white orbs.
WC GM: //Battle order: Ahiru:28 Cassandra:21 GrenadeABC:20 GrenadeDEF:20 GrenadeGHI:20 Hector:18 GrenadeVWX:17 ORN:16 Sakha:16 GrenadeJKL:16 Pak:15 Felicia:15 GrenadeSTU:15 GrenadeMNO:13 GrenadePQR:13

[OOC] WC GM: Ahiru!
[OOC] Hector: Crap. Pak goes after Sakha.
Ahiru casts Nature's Armor.
[OOC] Hector: …is that self or party?
[OOC] Hector: I can never remember.
[OOC] Pak: Cassie, use, um…
[OOC] WC GM: Cassandra!
[OOC] Pak: Wait, you don't have Fated Circle yet, do you
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: nope
[OOC] Pak: Nevermind
[OOC] WC GM: Nature's Armor is Party
[OOC] WC GM: MEN Up & ARM Up (6).
Cassandra_Lionheart screams into the air
[OOC] Hector: Right, right. I have that written down.
Grenades A, B, and C scream back at Cassandra. Except, less screaming and more biting.
WC GM rolled 3d100 and got 66, 46, 3 ( Total: 115 ) **
Only one hits.
WC GM rolled 3d10+105 and got 6, 2, 3 for a total of 116
For 116, ARM damage.
Grenades D, E, and F go for Ahiru.
[OOC] Hector: Their Acc must suck.
WC GM rolled 3d100 and got 75, 46, 91 ( Total: 212 )
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: 290/314
[OOC] WC GM: It does.
[OOC] Hector: Thank GHOD.
[OOC] WC GM: But Cass also has hax EVA - especially w/AGI Up.
[OOC] Hector: I have 61.
[OOC] Hector: Wolf Mantle ftw
WC GM rolled 3d100 and got 42, 54, 76 ( Total: 172 )
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: tiger mantle
Again, only one hits, for 172, ARM damage.
[OOC] Hector: I'm saving up my money.
[OOC] Pak: …?
[OOC] Pak: Wait
[OOC] Felicia: Huh
[OOC] Pak: You just rolled 3d100 again
[OOC] WC GM: …err…
[OOC] Pak: >_>;
WC GM rolled 3d10+105 and got 10, 2, 10 for a total of 127
[OOC] WC GM: Thanks for the catch. >_> 127, not 172.
[OOC] WC GM: /me took "last roll" and forgot it was to-hit.
Grenades G, H, and I go for something else, spitting off Firaga on Pak, Sakha, and Hector.
WC GM rolled 3d100 and got 48, 57, 88 ( Total: 193 )
Pak GYAH O_O
[OOC] ORN: hopefully they won't be I:Seal
WC GM rolled 3#3d8+180(1) and got 8, 4, 6 for a total of 198
WC GM rolled 3#3d8+180(2) and got 7, 4, 5 for a total of 196
WC GM rolled 3#3d8+180(3) and got 6, 1, 5 for a total of 192
WC GM got a total of 586)
Pak takes 198, MARM Fire damage. Sakha takes 196, MARM Fire damage. Hector takes 192, MARM Fire damage.
[OOC] Felicia: Hm.
[OOC] WC GM: Hector!
[OOC] ORN: assault. now
[OOC] Hector: I NEED TO DO MATH HOLD YOUR HORSES.
[OOC] Ahiru: Does magic knock out unaware?
[OOC] Julian: No
Pak SEETHE.
[OOC] WC GM: Nope. Only physical damage.
[OOC] ORN: if I recall it neither gets to use it, but doesn't take it out either
[OOC] WC GM: That is correct.
[OOC] Pak: I'm not quite at my HP-to-1 limit, but I'm close. On the other hand, another hit like that'll kill meh >_>
Hector: "Ow ow ow ow ow HOT son of a bitch!"
[OOC] ORN: if SOS do warn or pm me, you do get protection ^^:
[OOC] WC GM: Only vs. physical.
[OOC] Felicia: On-yeah
[OOC] ORN: true, but they bite
Hector: "Fine. Everyone, let's knock these jerkoffs down a peg!"// *Command: Assault*
Hector drinks a High Potion.
Grenades V, W, and X try to drink that High Potion instead.
WC GM rolled 3d100 and got 54, 6, 81 ( Total: 141 )
[OOC] Hector: I'm 123 points from limit.
[OOC] Hector: Just might be AT limit after this. :O
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: i'm 14 from it, but I don't have a group Limit this time around
WC GM rolled 2#3d10+105(1) and got 5, 4, 7 for a total of 121
WC GM rolled 2#3d10+105(2) and got 2, 2, 6 for a total of 115
WC GM got a total of 236)
They manage to bite off 121, ARM then 115, ARM worth of what Hector would have been healed.
[OOC] WC GM: ORN!
Hector is bright freaking red right now.
ORN quickly forms a mass of sparks across his lance, concentrates for a moment and unleashes electric death on the enemy group
ORN rolled 3d12+240,75% and got 2, 6, 7 for a total of 191.25
[OOC] ORN: flat 30% silience chance if they're not immune
[OOC] WC GM: Not. And that's vs. ARM, right?
[OOC] ORN: yah.
Sakha finds she is uncofortably hot and finally it sinks in that they're being attacked! She draws her wand.
[OOC] WC GM: K, roll the CoS
[OOC] ORN: do I roll that or do you? first time something's not immune to it
[OOC] ORN: kk
ORN rolled 24d100 and got 55, 59, 18, 66, 50, 73, 48, 74, 98, 83, 64, 31, 53, 95, 48, 39, 53, 38, 51, 83, 53, 53, 84, 33 for a total of 1402
[OOC] Felicia: One.
[OOC] ORN: wow. that SUCKED ^^:
[OOC] Hector: ONE of them is silenced.
[OOC] Hector: That's homo.
[OOC] Hector: Seriously, fuck you Highwind. You were programmed by Winkysoft.
[OOC] WC GM: That's (4)?
[OOC] Hector: Orn, I recommend you spam that to holy hell for the whole fight. srsly, dood.
[OOC] WC GM: Sakha's gone, so…
[OOC] ORN: yeah, 4
Grenades J, K, and L make with the Firaga upon ORN, Pak, and Ahiru
WC GM rolled 3d100 and got 33, 2, 36 ( Total: 71 )
Pak kyaaan!
WC GM rolled 3#3d8+180(1) and got 1, 6, 1 for a total of 188
WC GM rolled 3#3d8+180(2) and got 4, 5, 8 for a total of 197
WC GM rolled 3#3d8+180(3) and got 2, 4, 1 for a total of 187
WC GM got a total of 572)
ORN takes 188, MARM Fire damage. Pak takes 197, MARM Fire damage. Ahiru takes 187, MARM Fire damage.
[OOC] Pak: …Great, I think I'm dead
[OOC] WC GM: Pak! If you're up.
[OOC] Pak: Yup, dead
[OOC] Pak: TxT
[OOC] WC GM: Felicia!
Felicia grimaces. This is bad.
Hector: "Pak! No!"
Pak falls over. Poop.
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: poop?
ORN pulses green for a moment and goes dark
[OOC] ORN: Limit 1 ready, hp 132/260
[OOC] Felicia: Hm. What to do >_>
[OOC] Hector: If Pak could have gone before Sakha, we wouldn't be as fucked.
[OOC] Ahiru: Sakha's at limit
[OOC] Felicia: Who's down?
[OOC] Felicia: Aside from Pak
[OOC] Hector: 225/321. I should be okay.
[OOC] Ahiru: HP: 117/306 | MP: 243/273
[OOC] ORN: 122, sorry, not 132.
[OOC] Sakha: HP: 132/276 | MP: 325/325 | Limit: 539/246::369
[OOC] Hector: I'd say heal Sakha so she can stay up for her limit.
[OOC] Felicia: Yup.
Felicia throws a Hi-Potion Sakha's way.
[OOC] Hector: If she can get that off and then Orn throws off one more AoE, then we should be okay.
Grenades S, T, and U go for more of the biting, upon Felicia.
WC GM rolled 3d100 and got 2, 93, 46 ( Total: 141 )
[OOC] ORN: one more firaga and I'm down though, however that also means L2 limit next fight
WC GM rolled 3#3d10+105(1) and got 4, 8, 5 for a total of 122
WC GM rolled 3#3d10+105(2) and got 5, 1, 9 for a total of 120
WC GM rolled 3#3d10+105(3) and got 7, 4, 4 for a total of 120
WC GM got a total of 362)
All three connect, for 122, ARM then 120, ARM then 120, ARM damage.
[OOC] Felicia: :|
[OOC] Hector: How the FUCK can a 93 connect, unless felicia has shit dodge?
[OOC] WC GM: Her EVA is only 26.
[OOC] Felicia: Admittedly 26 EVA.
[OOC] Hector: …
[OOC] WC GM: Versus, say, 61 EVA for Hector.
[OOC] Felicia: But unless you're twinking it, EVA is meh @ Best :p
[OOC] Felicia: HP: 202/318, MP: 308/308, SoS: 79
Grenades M, N, and O bite at Sakha.
WC GM rolled 3d100 and got 92, 92, 11 ( Total: 195 )
WC GM rolled 3#3d10+105(1) and got 10, 4, 4 for a total of 123
WC GM rolled 3#3d10+105(2) and got 8, 6, 8 for a total of 127
WC GM rolled 3#3d10+105(3) and got 1, 7, 10 for a total of 123
[OOC] Hector: I hate you so much right now.
WC GM got a total of 373)
Again, all three connect, for 123, ARM then 127, ARM then 123, ARM damage.
[OOC] Hector: If I could send you an e-mail that punches you in the face, I would.
[OOC] Sakha: Don't they have bad ACC?
[OOC] Sakha: Or is my EVA just that bad?
[OOC] WC GM: Sakha's EVA is only 20.
[OOC] WC GM: Less than Felicia's.
[OOC] Felicia: Twould be easier if we had more than 2 sources of GT :/
[OOC] ORN: 29 here ^^;
[OOC] Hector: It'd be nice if we could dodge goddamn attacks and WC didn't throw 900 enemies at us per fight.
[OOC] Hector: This isn't Dynasty Warriors.
[OOC] Felicia: Yeah. EVA is scarce unless you're twinking it.
[OOC] Amatsu: Don't you mean over nine thousand?
[OOC] Felicia: Felicia: 26. Adrien: 77, and he's 10 levels behind >_>
[OOC] Hector: *Daimokicks Amatsu into 2050*
[OOC] Sakha: HP: 43/276 | MP: 325/325 SOS BERSERK!
Grenades P, Q, and R Self-Destruct upon ORN, Felicia, and Ahiru.
WC GM rolled 3d100 and got 80, 48, 26 ( Total: 154 )
[OOC] Pak: She liiiives!
[OOC] Pak: …Oh shi-
[OOC] Hector: Christ.
ORN, Felicia, and Ahiru each take 253 damage.
[OOC] Pak: Alive Sakha+Berserk+Limit=Profit
[OOC] ORN: ARM? MARM?
[OOC] Hector: Ignores.
[OOC] WC GM: Neither.
[OOC] Hector: So you're all dead.
[OOC] Sakha: yup
[OOC] Felicia: Yup.
[OOC] ORN: very much
[OOC] Pak: Luckily, so were those enemies
ORN collapses, inert
[OOC] Pak: Self Destruct
[OOC] Hector: Self Destruct + Reraise = BROKEN.
WC GM: //Status Phase - Party: MEN Up(5),ARM Up(5)

WC GM: Status Phase - Cassandra: POW Up(3),AGI Up(3)
WC GM: Status Phase - GrenadeC: Silence(3)
Cassandra Lionheart: "Oh my…this is turning ugly."
WC GM: Battle order: Hector:22 Cassandra:21 Sakha:19 GrenadeGHI:19 GrenadeMNO:19 GrenadeDEF:18 GrenadeJKL:17 GrenadeVWX:17 GrenadeABC:14 GrenadeSTU:13
[OOC] WC GM: Hector!
[OOC] Ahiru: HP: -136/306 | MP: 243/273
Hector throws a high potion at Sakha. //"Please, get a hold of yourself!"
[OOC] WC GM: Are You Sure You Want To Do That?
[OOC] Hector: What?
[OOC] Ahiru: STUPID!
[OOC] Hector: You have a better idea?
[OOC] WC GM: Self Destruct does current damage. You're at limit.
[OOC] WC GM: *curret HP damage
[OOC] Hector: I'm NOT at limit.
[OOC] WC GM: You were flashing red, no?
[OOC] Pak: Hector-
[OOC] Ahiru: Sakha's at limit
[OOC] Pak: Sakha goes before the enemies.
[OOC] Ahiru: Berserked
[OOC] Hector: I'm at level ONE limit. No AoE yet.
[OOC] Pak: She's Berserked
[OOC] ORN: jumped the gun hector? ^^:;
[OOC] WC GM: Ah, okay.
[OOC] Hector: Fine, I'm not healing her.
[OOC] Pak: So Don't heal
[OOC] Pak: …Ah, I know
[OOC] Hector: I KNOW TOO
[OOC] Pak: Delay to 19 After Sakha
[OOC] Hector: Wait no.
[OOC] Hector: There's no Ice Enhancer command.
[OOC] Felicia: Wouldnt work anyway
[OOC] Felicia: Personal Element overrides.
[OOC] Pak: She's already Ice-Enhanced
[OOC] Hector: I'll delay until right after Sakha.
[OOC] WC GM: K. Cassandra!
[OOC] Hector: Who is almost unhurt.
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at Grenades GHI and does a quick hit to them.
[OOC] WC GM: Choose only one.
[OOC] Pak: …Er…
[OOC] Pak: Yeah
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: g
[OOC] WC GM: K, roll it.
Cassandra Lionheart rolled 1d100 and got 39 for a total of 39
[OOC] WC GM: hit
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: did Hector, command?
[OOC] Hector: Yeah, Assault's on.
[OOC] WC GM: Hector's previous Assault command still holds.
Cassandra Lionheart rolled 3d10+143 and got 4, 4, 9 for a total of 160
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: I must have missed it.
That Grenade looks weak…
[OOC] WC GM: Sakha!
Sakha composes herself, the magical energy building around her. She taps her nose three times and the energy shoots to the sky, summoning dark clouds that blot out the sun. It however does not rain, but shower millions of tiny ice needles that slip through the cracks of armor and convey their mistress' pain to her enemies. ~Rain of Needles~
Sakha rolled 3d8+340,175% and got 3, 1, 2 for a total of 605.5
[OOC] ORN: nice
[OOC] Sakha: 605 Piercing Ice
[OOC] Sakha: More if they're weak
Hector blinks.
[OOC] WC GM: They're not actually W: Ice, not that it matters…
[OOC] Felicia: Yeah. THAT's why he sends over 9000 mobs vs us
[OOC] Hector: You guys are a bunch of AoE limit twinks.
[OOC] WC GM: …actually, no, scratch that. They are W: Ice.
The rain washes the skies of the Grenades.
[OOC] Hector: This is also why fights take 90-270 minutes to finish.
Sakha growls ferociously. Her eyes are still a bit mad.
WC GM rolled 27d100 and got 93, 23, 29, 78, 46, 90, 30, 40, 89, 72, 88, 7, 34, 10, 3, 90, 12, 6, 79, 90, 25, 21, 70, 7, 40, 97, 98 for a total of 1367
[OOC] Hector: IT's still not as bad as the time I had to turn on Autobattle in Master of Orion 2 because the enemy fleet was about 75 ships and I had about 15 death stars.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Sahka!"
*gives her a Hi-Potion* "Drink it."
[OOC] Pak: Oh sure, don't worry about us >_>
Hector uses a PD on Pak, then Ahiru.
Pak sits up!
Pak: "x_x"
Cassandra_Lionheart looks around, and blinks, then gives a HI-Potion to Ahiru and Pak
Hector: "Sorry, I'm out."
Pak: "Cassie, get your- no, thanks…"
Hector: "Cass, stop it."
Pak: "Get your PD collection to work"
Hector: "Someone give a revive to Orn, then, Sakha, please cure us all."
[OOC] Felicia: Im going to kill you.
Cassandra_Lionheart sighs, and PD's ORN
Pak: "Felicia too >_>"
Hector: "Felicia, too, if anyone has a spare."
Hector: "I'm a bit tapped out."
[OOC] Felicia: Cassie has 12.
Cassandra_Lionheart goes to Felica to does the same
ORN blinks from prone position and looks around
Cassandra_Lionheart looks down "I'll save the healing to the pros then."
Sakha relaxes and sighs seeing how hurt everyone is…
Felicia drags herself up.
Hector: "Orn, enemies eliminated. It was glorious."
[OOC] WC GM: Err - ignore the last 3 item drop rolls - only 24 enemies >_>
ORN: "… Did those things just self-detonate?"
Conveniently deposited on the back of Trombe are bits and scraps from the Grenades - 4 Fire Gems, 10 Bomb Cores, and 10 Bomb Fragments.
Hector: "Sakha wiped them from existence with her ice powers."
Pak: "Oooh…"
[OOC] Hector: Fire Gem's a loot item or a use item?
Sakha: "It jus wasn't their lucky day."
[OOC] ORN: use: firaga
[OOC] Pak: Use
[OOC] WC GM: Fire Gem: as Firaga, Single Target
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: So I used 1 Hi-Potion and 3 PD's
[OOC] Hector: Ah, sou.
[OOC] Felicia: They're all cast items
Pak grabs 2 Fire Gems.
[OOC] Hector: Then I'll abstain.
[OOC] Hector: Mag 5.
[OOC] ORN: bomb core Fira, fragments fire
[OOC] Felicia: They're also all fire-based, so best to just tuck them away somewhere :p
ORN sits up
[OOC] WC GM: Might want to just sell the fragments, maybe also the cores.
Pak picks up all the Bomb Cores and Bomb Frags.
Cassandra Lionheart: "ORN."
*hugs him*
[OOC] WC GM: Up to you, of course.
Pak hands the other 2 fire gems to Sakha.
ORN: "Appologies… This Unit was not prepared for self-detonating targets."
Cassandra Lionheart: "None needed, brother. I'm just glad you are okay."
[OOC] Pak: We're the only two characters with decent MAG, right?
Sakha sighs. "I guess… They are pretty…"
Pak: "Explosives are always useful. n.n"
[OOC] ORN: yeah but fira/fire ones can be sold… fragments at least
[OOC] WC GM: 6953 XP and 6953 Gil each from the fight
Cassandra_Lionheart turns to the Elvaan's "How did we do?"
The Elvaan gives a thumbs-up. "Not bad for newbs! But you DEFINITELY need to LFS."
Elvaan: "Speaking of which…"
Pak: "Why's that?"
Cassandra_Lionheart blinks "Yeah…Why?"
[OOC] Hector: That damn near doubled my cash!
The Elvaan yanks hard, spinning around to the front of the group - what you thought was just a stalactite reaching into the magma opens up, a portal wide enough for Trombe to enter. The Elvaan hops inside.
[OOC] Pak: Woot level~
[OOC] Hector: Level up.
Pak oooh~
Hector steers Trombe into the portal.
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: how?
[OOC] Hector: 175862/175500.
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: I thought it was 189,000?
[OOC] Felicia: 175856.
[OOC] Pak: We're at level 27.
[OOC] ORN: 56, yah
Cassandra Lionheart: //Nevermind.

[OOC] WC GM: Should be 175856: 168903 + 6953
Cassandra_Lionheart watches the Elvaan jump through //"Shall we follow?"
ORN nods
Trombe hops into the portal and stops - the entrance docking bay is large enough to accomodate, but the doors leading out are definitely more normal-person-sized.
Pak hmms!
Pak: "Cool…"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Okay, let us go then."
The Elvaan has already departed into the city, along with your other towed passengers.
Ahiru pats Trombe's head. "Wait for us here, k?"
Trombe: "Affirmative."
[OOC] Pak: The Bomb Frags are only worth 500 if we sell 'em. n.n;
Crystal is everywhere - all of you can feel the magic that must have gone into constructing this place.
[OOC] Pak: And the Bomb Cores are only 1500.
The outside looked like regular rock.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Wow….Nice..and pretty."
[OOC] Pak: Anyone mind if I keep the money from 'em? Being a Gambler is costly
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: no problem
[OOC] ORN: no problem
Pak: "Nice…"
ORN would lick his lips if he could
Pak looks around.
Pak: "…ORN."
[OOC] Hector: Feel free.
Pak: "Don't eat those."
But in here - white cyrstal. Green crystal. Red crystal. Blue crystal. Translucent crystal. And a few colors you have no names for, although "glowing purple" and "shiny beige" might come close.
Hector stretches.
[OOC] Hector: Burning Red!
ORN: "… … ."
ORN glares at pak
[OOC] Hector: nobody would get that but Nova.
Pak: "They might be supporting this place! ;
ORN: "You are asking for a lot…"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yeah, ORN I think people will be angry with you."
Hector: "Huh, neat."
Pak: "We don't want to sink into the lava- Oh fine."
Pak digs something out of his bag.
Felicia grumbles a bit from the pressure of the magic, still reeling a bit from the encounter.
ORN: "This Unit would NEVER damage structural integrity for a meal more than once or twice on occasion!"
Pak: "Here, can you eat a Bomb Fragment?"
Pak holds it out.
Hector: "Orn, please refrain from eating the city."
ORN picks it up
It is a burning red crystal.
Pak: "Ah, or would you prefer something more electrically flavored?"
ORN assimilates it and is content… for now…
[OOC] Hector: Goddamn that song is so great.
ORN: "… That… would also do"
[OOC] Hector: It'd be great if Dark Tranquillity covered it. They have a keyboardist.
[OOC] Pak: Okay, so I'm officially keeping my battle items to feed to ORN
[OOC] ORN: heh
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: nice
The docking bay is a bit cramped with Trombe inside. But outside…
There are stories - legends - of mage's towers, from days gone by. Of reclusive wizards who locked themselves in towering structures, with - if the place was described in any detail - structures laid out vertically, like a tall but narrow house with minimal footprint.
Things levitated or were levitated from floor to floor, altogether forming a different sort of three dimensional maze than Plainsburg.
Cassandra_Lionheart continues to look in awe.
It seems likely that those legends were but misinterpretations of the town you now see before you.
Hector whistles. "Well, now we have to do that…Ell…Eff…Ess…thing."
ORN: "… hm…."
Pak: "…"
Pak: "No eating those either!"
Pak: "…Unless you ask first."
Granted, this town holds at least a hundred, probably at least a thousand, and is much taller than any tower back in Refuge.
Pak: "IF they say it's okay, then you can."
Cassandra_Lionheart nods "ORN, please be very good, and, well." *whispers into his ear*
ORN nods but keeps looking around… surely there's 'unneeded' 'rubble' somewhere to come across…
Pak: "…"
Pak: "Okay!
Pak nods and uses Fire magic to launch a flare into the air! He's trying to make letters that look like LFS
[OOC] Pak: Mag check?
It is hard to tell if there is rubble. The interior of the "stalactite" is made up of ringed floors around a central access shaft, in which crystal platforms float to act as elevators.
[OOC] WC GM: Sure, with a bonus.
Pak rolled 1d100 and got 6 for a total of 6
[OOC] Pak: AWESOME.
Pak earns applause from several Elvaan onlookers.
Elvaan: "Way to go, dude! That's EXACTLY how to ask for one!"
Elvaan2: "Awesome!"
Elvaan3: "Tot'ly!"
Pak nyahahahahaha~
Pak: "I'm gonna like this town~"
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at Pak and blinks
Hector: "Oh, wow. Good job, little bro."
ORN: "… . Pak scares This Unit"
Elvaan4: "Try Pyrtyr on the top floor!"
Felicia: "… Hmm."
Pak: "Got it!"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Pak doesn't scare me. He worries me."
ORN looks over at cassie
ORN: "… yes. that too."
Elvaan5: "Yeah! With talent like that, Pyrtyr would totally take you."
Pak seems to simmer with heat and pride as he walks toward the elevator, feeling very confident
Sakha: "…"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Let us follow before he gets hurt."
Hector follows Pak. "Heh, you're a hit and you've barely been here for ten minutes."
Sakha: "Enjoy it while you can fireboy
ORN follows
Cassandra_Lionheart also follows, continuing to look around in awe.
It takes a moment for an elevator large enough for the entire party to come by, but it comes soon enough.
Up the party goes…
Five floors…
Ten floors…
Fifteen floors…
Twenty…
…it seems to be taking a while to go all the way.
Felicia yawns.
[OOC] Pak: Hmm
Sakha casts Float.
Hector looks up.
Cassandra_Lionheart also yawns and fixes her armor a bit
Pak is already floating. Winged Cap FTW
Hector: "Hell of a ceiling."
[OOC] WC GM: MAG check, Sakha.
Sakha rolled 1d100 and got 6 ( Total: 6 )
Sakha's spell comes out as a Haste on the elevator - and then some.
The ceiling approaches very quickly!
Hector ducks.
Felicia: "…"
Sakha casts Aera for a windcushion.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Sakha!"
[OOC] WC GM: MAG check again
ORN kneels as with usual landing
Sakha rolled 1d100 and got 34 ( Total: 34 )
You find yourselves floating, briefly, with gravity inversed on the ceiling.
Hector: "What the holy hell is going on here? D:"
Pak: "…"
The elevator platform shoots out of the central column and shatters against the ceiling.
Pak: "Magic seems… um…"
Cassandra_Lionheart makes sure no one is looking up her skirt
Pak: "Almost amplified-AAAH"
Sakha: "Don't be a baby."
Felicia: "… You have got to learn patience."
Cassandra Lionheart: "And a warning next time!"
Fortunately, it is not hard to scramble over to the top floor, out of the elevator shaft, before gravity reasserts itself.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Oy.."
Hector: "Whew."
ORN: "… And you warned This Unit not to damage the place…"
ORN finds himself amidst what can only now be described as crystalline rubble.
ORN picks up a piece of rubble, all his now!
ORN nudges and uses feet on the rest of it, valliantly sweeping the place ».»
[OOC] WC GM: Eating any of it at this time?
[OOC] ORN: … all the rubble
[OOC] WC GM: SPR check.
[OOC] WC GM: At a penalty.
ORN rolled 1d100 and got 48 ( Total: 48 )
[OOC] ORN: fail
ORN's senses are overwhelmed by the purest, sweetest crystal candy he has ever experienced - more so than anything his creators had available.
As if the best of what they had, was but a pale imitation.
ORN topples over, face first … purring?
[OOC] Pak: …Crap
[OOC] Pak: Now ORN's gonna eat the city. T_T
[OOC] Pak: Or accidentially break parts of it anyway
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at ORN "Oh great!" *tries to restrain him*
[OOC] Sakha: Gingerbread house
[OOC] Pak: Hahahaha exactly~
Felicia sighs.
Pak: "Okay~!"
[OOC] ORN: of course not. that would be breaking This Unit's promise. Besides, This Unit can always count on you guys to cause calamity in such manner
Pak points. "Let's go find Pyrtyr!"
[OOC] WC GM: Pretty much. A closer analogy would be brittle rock candy town.
[OOC] Hector: brb 10-minute or so bathroom break.
Another Elvaan looks out of a nearby doorway.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Come on, bro!"
*tries to lift ORN up*
Elvaan: "I saw what you did there."
ORN: "… oooh… rly?"
Elvaan: "Ya rly."
Cassandra Lionheart: "He is sorry. I am sorry. He is my brother."
*looks at ORN* "Stop it!"
Pak tailwags.
Pak: "n.n We're here to learn!"
Elvaan: "…even if you were all in a condition to meet Pyrtyr, he is out for today. But we have guest accomodations, where you can rest until he returns."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Ah, thank you sir."
ORN gets up
Pak: "Oh! Sure."
Cassandra_Lionheart puts a death grip on ORN's arm*
ORN: "… ^^;;;"
Pak: "…"
Pak: "Um…"
Pak points at ORN. "He… really, really likes the taste of the crystal."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yeah, it is like candy to him, sir."
ORN: "… You try walking in a city made of … … … Turkey and cakes and fish?"
[OOC] Pak: Turducken!
ORN: "like the ones served in Refuge Castle"
[OOC] WC GM: BTW, I miscalculated the XP - 17650, not 6953. >_<
[OOC] Pak: I have a feeling this episode is gonna end with HOLY CRAP XP BONUS
[OOC] Pak: Anyway
[OOC] Pak: I have a feeling this chapter's gonna end with ORN eating Pyr
[OOC] Pak: That's 10697 more XPs
[OOC] ORN: if it wasn't for Trombe he was gonna eat Gaia too
[OOC] Felicia: 186553/189000
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: cool
[OOC] WC GM: Indeed, almost a level. My screw-up there means this chapter's going to be shorter by a couple sessions.
[OOC] WC GM: But, eh, I can swing it.
[OOC] Pak: …Oh
[OOC] Hector: WHAT!
[OOC] ORN: in fact he pretty much intended to teach that brunch a lesson in where she belongs ^^;
[OOC] Pak: You mean because that battle was way harder than it might have been
[OOC] WC GM: Than it should have been, yes.
[OOC] Hector: If this was an RL session, I'd reach over the table and deck you.
[OOC] Pak: Oh well. Delicious XPs I must eat them nomnomnom
[OOC] WC GM: I've already slapped myself, if it helps.
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: Aww, WC.
[OOC] WC GM: Anyway.
[OOC] WC GM: What's done is done.
[OOC] ORN: painful, but fun fight it was.
[OOC] ORN: maybe a little much unresistable hits for our level but meh ;p
[OOC] Pak: Means we can goof off here a bit more
[OOC] WC GM: http:/‘`/tombofmonsters.wikispaces.com/``Grenade - swap the elements, so it uses & absorbs Fire and is W:Ice instead of Water.
[OOC] Sakha: I think WC just posted gil twice instead of exp and gil… :P
[OOC] WC GM: Indeed, that was my miscalc: I used the gil instead of the XP - in calculating the difficulty as well as in the rewards.
[OOC] ORN: hey I’m not complaining. good fight.
[OOC] Hector: I have money to buy weaponry.
[OOC] Hector: Are we 27 or 28?
[OOC] ORN: at worst just nudge it down a LITTLE and scale the later game up to match our higher levels?
Elvaan: "It's still early. If you wish to shop, there are stores around level 50."
[OOC] ORN: anyways… back to whatever we were doing? ^^
Pak: "Is there another elevator?"
Elvaan: "Just…what you did on the plats was a LITTLE extreme."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Oh good. Maybe we can find some crystals for sugar tooth here!"
*points to ORN*
Pak: "Right. >_>"
More elevator platforms keep cycling by.
ORN stares over at sakha
[OOC] ORN: shift blame!
[OOC] Hector: GUYS. 27 or 28?
[OOC] Pak: 27.
[OOC] Felicia: 27, almost 28
[OOC] Pak: We're close to 28 though
[OOC] Hector: Alright. What's availability? 61?
Pak: "Sure."
Sakha: "What?"
[OOC] Pak: 60
[OOC] WC GM: 60
[OOC] Hector: Hm!
[OOC] ORN: ^^
ORN: "Which way to this Level 50?"
Elvaan: "Down, lol."
The Elvaan smiles a bit.
Pak: "What Floor is this? I didn't see a sign."
Elvaan: "101."
Pak: "Got it."
Pak nods. "We'll be back~"
Elvaan: "And you came in on floor 0."
Cassandra_Lionheart smiles, and DRAGS ORN with her
[OOC] Pak: Hmm, Man Eater knife
ORN ^^;
[OOC] Hector: I can get some good upgrades once I come up with the cash.
[OOC] Felicia: Nothin for me to buy. Speed Drinks are available, but my SPD is too low to put them to any use.
[OOC] Pak: You can get Mega Pots.
Magic may be magic, and crystal may be crystal, but the middle of the tower REEKS of "commercial district".
[OOC] Pak: +100 HP to group is niiice~
Pak oooh~
It is what the malls back home would be, if they were multi-story, arranged in a ring in the middle of a tower, and made out of crystal.
[OOC] Felicia: I guess, since I wind up playing support anyway :p
ORN sells off his old lances and gets a ship harpoon
Cassandra_Lionheart looks around and smiles
Cassandra Lionheart: "Maybe I should go back to Greatswords.."
*looks at the Rhomphaia and smiles*
Hector goes shopping.
[OOC] Hector: I'll put everything on my sheet later.
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: Me also.
[OOC] ORN: ditto
[OOC] Pak: Me toos
[OOC] ORN: 'sit possible to try and use trade skill to try and eeke out 2457xp worth of "-1%" on availability?
[OOC] WC GM: You weren't supposed to be this close yet anyway. :P So no.
[OOC] ORN: kk
Cassandra Lionheart: //(I'm happy with 60%))

[OOC] ORN: useless tier 5 abilities on gauntlets… guess I'll risk it and keep the old ones for now
[OOC] Pak: What's your old ones do
As you stroll along on one particular floor, you see the weapons shop //"Arms 4 U", the items shop "Burn 'Em", the armor shop "Mignon Lilas", the sandwich shop "'Tween Slices", and a library.
Hector: "…Mignon?"
ORN: "oooh. A library."
Pak: "Mignon…?"
Pak: "Wait…"
ORN: "?"
Pak: "No wai."
Hector: "Isn't Mignon the name of that woman who went all nuts when she was dressing up Pak?"
Pak: "…It's an armor shop…
Pak HAS to go look. Peeks inside.
?: "SQUEEEEEEE!!!"
Hector: "Ow!"
Hector holds his ears.
ORN: "… went all nuts? … ? …"
The moment Pak's head enters the store, two arms come out of nowhere to GLOMP him.
Cassandra_Lionheart hears the squee and looks into the shop
ORN: "vibration damage…"
Pak eeeeek!
A light purple clad and haired…you THINK she's Elvaan, but she's moving too fast to be certain…moves all over Pak, taking measurements and squeezing him alternately.
Pak x_x "W, what…?!"
ORN: "… another one?"
Sakha stops by the armor shop to browse too.
PurpleElvaan: "OhemgeeIneverthoughtI'deverSEEsomethingsocuteIhavetomakeitmoreso!"
[OOC] Pak: …They're different races, so they can't be cousins. But…
Pak myaaan x_x
Hector coughs.
Hector: "Her words give my soul sugar shock."
Pak gets dragged into the armor shop, specifically to a fitting corner.
Sakha >_>
ORN: "Does Pak have female companions in every major city, including those he has never been to?"
Cassandra_Lionheart walks into the store and giggles
Ahiru peeks in. "Is she related to the other Mignon?"
Hector chuckles. "No, it's not that. He just seems to get more booty than an amphitheater chair."
The blur over Pak freezes, looking at Cassandra.
PurpleElvaan: "What…wh-where…"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Hello."
*waves*
She points a shaky finger at Cassandra.
Cassandra Lionheart: "what?"
*the smile drops*
PurpleElvaan: "Wh-where…did you get…THAT? It's so CUTE!"
ORN looks over at Hector
ORN: "…? is that a lot?"
Cassandra Lionheart: //Mignon made it.
"
PurpleElvaan: "I know I didn't make it. Do I have a rival now?"
Hector: "It is, yeah. People sit in those chairs a lot."
PurpleElvaan: "No I didn't. I'd think Mignon Lilas would know what she's made!"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Oh, I got it the same place as Pak got his."
Hector: "Hence, Pak gets as much booty as a chair would, being sat in all the time."
MignonLilas: "Where was that?"
Hector scratches the back of his head. //"I'd go in there to make sure he's okay, but I'm afraid the owner'd try to dress me up like a chick."
ORN nods, having learned of the existance of chairs that screw people when they sit in them
Pak pipes up. "Mignon Rose in Refuge City…"
Sakha finds not much in the way of mages' robes. Most of the armor seems to be hardened mail.
MignonLilas: "Mignon…Rose? So I DO have a rival!"
MignonLilas: "But…where is Refuge City? I've never heard of it."
ORN: "The surface"
Pak: "It's on the surface…"
Felicia pokes her head into the store.
Hector is outside of the Mignon place, fearful that he'll be made pretty if he gets too close.
Now that she has stopped moving so much, you can see that Mignon Lilas is short, for an Elvaan - about Pak's height, in fact. Busty, but with the hands and eyes of a worker. Shoulder length hair that is probably dyed light purple but seems natural - eyebrows too, and matching garb.
MignonLilas: "Surface?"
She blinks.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yeah, we come from the surface world."
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: brb
Hector heads into the sandwich place to eat while he waits.
[OOC] Pak: …Purple hair? She almost looks like Girl Elvaan Pak
MignonLilas: "That's been sealed up for a hundred years. You mean it's unsealed, now?"
ORN nods
[OOC] WC GM: Closer to Elvaan Mignon Rose, but yeah. MR was almost Elvaan Pak.
ORN: "There was a relatively large amount of eating involved"
[OOC] WC GM: Err - almost Girl Pak.
ORN: "at least two routes to the surface now exist once more."
[OOC] Hector: Midnight Blissed Pak. XD
ORN: "Three if you count the Volcannon"
Hector orders a local ale with his sandwich.
The sandwich place seems to exist as an antidote to Mignon Lilas. Bland, sterile white walls, with basic food. Hector recognizes the style from the last Elvaan place he went to, though this place makes a bit more effort at dressing it up.
Cassandra Lionheart: "So miss Lilias can up one up our outfits?"
MignonLilas: "And word of me has already spread so much I've already picked up a rival?"
Pak: "…I'm not sure…"
Pak looks dazed still.
Mignon Lilas pumps a fist and squeezes her eyes closed. "YES! Mignon Lilas is just that famous! Woot!"
Pak: "Well, I don't mind looking at some of your outfits. n.n;"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Me either, actually."
Pak: "You guys can go shop and I'll catch up~"
MignonLilas: "No, no. For delivering that, and for having her wares, you MUST let me improve them!"
Pak sweatdrops. "I'm a that?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "okay, Madam."
MignonLilas: "I meant the news."
ORN thumbs up at Cassie
Cassandra_Lionheart giggles
ORN: "This Unit looks forward to skimpier improvements."
Hector idly wonders how the mithra guard's doing without Pak around. She must be awfully lonely.
Felicia decides to see how this will turn out.
Cassandra Lionheart: "ORN maybe I'll get.."
*goes and whispers something in his ear*
Mignon Lilas pulls Cassandra in, then resumes her work on both Pak and Cassandra - painting, molding, forging, and otherwise crafting armor around the two, so fast it is difficult to move except where she prods the two to.
Sakha: "You have a very limited clientelle."
she scoffs
Cassandra_Lionheart laughs and meeps to whereever she is poking
Sakha leaves.
Sakha checks out the library.
[OOC] WC GM: SPR check, Sakha.
Sakha rolled 1d100 and got 60 ( Total: 60 )
Pak is dizzy x_x
[OOC] WC GM: Passes - you had a bonus.
[OOC] Sakha: +20?
It is a desecrated library. Sakha manages to steady herself as she enters it, but seeing a mostly empty and trashed library still comes as a bit of a shock.
[OOC] WC GM: +30, actually. Fairly easy.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Pak, you all right?"
Sakha gets angry at the blatant disregard and starts to tidy up incessantly taking notes of the informaton she cleans up.
Pak: "Y-yeah~"
Hector pays for his meal and leaves.
Sakha finds several written insults - "MAGES SUX" being typical quality - among the remaining paper.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Um, madam…it feels a bit tighter than normal around the shoulders…did you use the old armor specs??"
MignonLilas: "You mean Rose's? I'm taking my own - I'll see to my copycat another time."
Sakha grows very irritated, she may end up disliking these as much as or more than the Viera.
Hector looks into Mignon's just to see if Pak's been horribly violated yet or not.
WC GM rolled 1d100 and got 53 ( Total: 53 ) **
Cassandra Lionheart: "Okay, becuase it feels a bit tight."
Hector walks in just in time to catch a glimpse of Pak and Cassandra, full frontal naked.
Pak whines~ "Why do you need to take measurements of that?"
MignonLilas: "It's supposed to be tight right there. Better support."
Hector turns around quickly.
Hector: "Augh, bloody hell!"
Cassandra_Lionheart sees Hector and blushes
Cassandra Lionheart: "Okay."
Pak: "Kay… x_x"
Felicia: "…"
Pak forgot about Felicia watching.
Hector walks out, covering his eyes.
Cassandra Lionheart: "NOT FUNNY HECTOR!!"
*screams in Lilas area by accident* "I'm not that bad!"
Hector: "This going to take at least a week to purge itself from my mind. D:"
What few historical documents Sakha can find hint towards a thaumatocracy - the Elvaan mages ruled, as their powers built the cities and extracted energy from the vast seas of magma to power civilization.
Hector sighs, says to himself "And there she goes again, overreacting."
Felicia turns her head, blushing. "I hope this finishes quickly."
Mignon Lilas seems to shrug off the scream after a moment, and gets back to work.
Cassandra Lionheart: "oh…Sorry."
MignonLilas: "It'll be a while. Don't worry, I'll return your friends to you in the morning."
Hector leans against a wall in the street, just hanging out and waiting." // //
ORN thumbs up, heads out of mingion's shop, and goes to try and find some alternative gauntlets to the current crap
Pak: "…o/‘`/``/o"
Pak: "I-it’s gonna take that long?"
MignonLilas: "To do a quality job? Yes. I'll try to be gentle so you can sleep through it, though."
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at Pak, and blushes a bit, and quickly looks away, to see Felicia looking away.//
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yeah…um…I didn't know it was going to take so long. But I'm okay with it.
Pak: "…x/``/``/x I see…"

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