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Started by Anastasia, March 19, 2016, 06:09:46 PM

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Anastasia

Whomp! The party is stopped cold by a wall of ectoplasm, making their fronts all sticky with ghostly goop. The three of you are pressed into the wall, but it seems to be holding against the Astral winds. It's bolstered on the sides by some rocks from Moore, helping keep the wall in place and preventing it from moving. It's crude and a bit gross, but it works.

Wind's still blowing. Act, y'all.
<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?

Nephrite

Moore again tries to blunt the main winds by creating a wall of stone far ahead, giving the others time to recover and move forward!

[17:11] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+9+2
[17:11] <Penuche> Nephrite invokes Penuche's magic: < 20 > [d20=9]

Corwin

Jaela tries to challenge the rift once more!
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Anastasia

<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?

Corwin

[18:49] <Annerose> roll 1d20+7+2
[18:49] <Penuche> Annerose invokes Penuche's magic: < 28 > [d20=19]
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Anastasia

With bracing and position, Jaela's able to right herself and start to move. She's slowed down but not stopped, as a flash of light gets her attention. A barrage of well over 50 rays of shining green are launched from Vlaakith, slamming into unseen foes ahead. Great shields of billowing arcane fire rise up, the battle there still going strong.
<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?

Corwin

The god-queen of the gith can take care of herself. Jaela never really had any doubt, but it's nice to see all the same. Still, she's not there to sightsee but to close a rift!
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Yuthirin

Since it's clearly working and not causing any trouble, Tryll heads forward, using the stone wall as cover from the wind.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

A stone wall appears at Moore's behest, enough to partially block the winds and help progress further.

Int check, Tryll. +2 bonus.
<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?

Yuthirin

<Penuche> Chibi-Ko invokes Penuche's magic: < 23 >12 [d20=10]
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

Tryll is able to right himself as well, only leaving Surraruthru. "ONWARD!" Baleruk bellows, pressing on against the wind.
<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?

Yuthirin

<Penuche> Chibi-Ko invokes Penuche's magic: < 11 >12 [d20=1]

How the fuck does this even happen?
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

Iddy spilled a drink on a leprechaun and lady luck or something.

Surraruthru struggles to escape the winds, but he seems well and truly stuck.
<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?

Yuthirin

Penuche> Chibi-Ko invokes Penuche's magic: < 30 >12 [d20=20]

Surru trying again. Let's move on.
What if they're not stars at all? What if the night sky is full of titanic far-off lidless eyes, staring in all directions across eternity?

Anastasia

With the winds mastered, the party's able to slowly move on. Halfway to a mile, halfway to passing by the war with the gith queen. A quarter of a mile - and then, from empty air, dozens of blasts of of acid come to the gith queen. However, some curve down and at the party, bombarding them as they try and pass.

"Incoming!"  Balyss shouts, Baleruk resolutely flying forward nonetheless. He bellows as it hits, "NO MERCY! TO THE RIFT!"

> roll 1d20+30 vs SR
<Penuche> Koaway invokes Penuche's magic: < 37 > [d20=7]

Ref saves or note that it didn't beat your SR, all, respectively.
<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?