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Started by Anastasia, March 19, 2016, 06:02:03 PM

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Anastasia

"It will be done," Ebony promises, "Excuse me, then."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Ebiris

"Thank you," Afina says before resuming her guard over Aurora's front door.

Anastasia

Soon enough something else happens. It comes drifting out of the sphere in the general direction of Aurora, a torn open obsidian building. Bones and strange tools of metal hang within.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Ebiris

Is this supposed to be an attack? It should just smash off the force bubble but maybe it has special properties? Calculating it's trajectory she orders those nearby to clear room in case it breaks through.

Anastasia

Easy enough. Troops scurry away as it hits the very top of the force bubble. The barest graze, but it's enough to stop it cold. It just floats in the Astral now, unmoving. No signs of creatures within it.

"The fuck is this?" Dana's heard as the troops all look up at it.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Ebiris

"Lets find out," Afina says, glad Dana just volunteered herself. "Dana, take a squad and go check it out." It could just be something set moving by a pitched battle somewhere within, or it could be some attempt at infiltration. "Vivantha, you take your squad out as well to back her up. Keep your distance until called for though." That way if it blows up it won't catch both groups.

Anastasia

"Whatever," Dana mutters, taking her troops off. The groups do exactly that, looking over the building. Nothing happens from Afina's PoV and soon they return.

"It's full of old bones and weird-ass metal things," Dana reports, "Think the building's made out of obsidian or black opal or onyx or whatever. Probably worth some money."
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Ebiris

Free money, who can argue with that? "Alright Dana, I'll want you and your group to stand guard over it for now. Smrgol, Vanguard, Rushing Tiger, Reflection? Go break it down into managable chunks and bring it all inside - dump it over behind the Graceful Blow tower for now."

She has a brief idea of using rubble it to provide barricades and cover within the courtyard to help their forces better defend against an attack pushing through the gates, but really they'd want something purpose built for that. She'll try and keep the idea in mind so it can be built upon later.

Anastasia

They go to do just that. The building's broken apart slowly and methodically, pieces brought back. Besides the material the structure is made of, strange instruments and hooks of metal are dragged out. Tools, some familiar and some alien. They make a nice pile back behind the Graceful Blow's tower.

Amid it Dana comes back, carrying a smith's hammer. "Hey Afina," she calls, "Isn't this something you and your smith fuckers would like?"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Ebiris

She does most of her crafting with magic but an enhanced tool can offer better results than that. "Let me have a look," she says, casting detect magic to see if it's anything beyond the mundane.

[18:34] <@Ebiris> roll 1d20+37 spellcraft
[18:34] <Serith> Ebiris roll for Serith < 48 > [d20=11]


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Afina: 208+14/208, heroes feast (CL 20), greater mage armour (CL 23), moment of prescience (CL 23)
AC 60, spell resistance 38, blindsense 30, immunity to fire, water, disease, poison, fear
Spell charges: 5/10/9/8/9/9/8/8/6/7

Anastasia

Afina finds out the following...

Loot.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Ebiris

"Interesting. Take it to the workshop? It'll be useful there," Afina says. Not for making undead of course, but it's fine for making armour and weapons.

Anastasia

"Yes ma'am," A soldier takes it and hurries off. Dana watches it go, "So the fuck does it do?" she asks, a hand on her hip, rapier dangling from her side.
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?

Ebiris

"Can be used as an anarchic hammer, improves any weapons and armour it's used to create, and even strengthens undead that it makes... apparently. I'm not sure on that last one, since most undead are made by spawning or spell, but I'm not really an expert on such creatures. A flesh golem would probably count."

Anastasia

"Whatever," Dana shakes her head, "So how come I have to stay here and jerk off instead of fighting," she asks, "Who did I piss on to get this duty?"
<Afina> Imagine a tiny pixie boot stamping on a devil's face.
<Afina> Forever.

<Yuthirin> Afina, giant parasitic rainbow space whale.
<IronDragoon> I mean, why not?