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Amnesia (Jaela)

Started by Anastasia, August 06, 2016, 03:05:08 PM

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Anastasia

> roll 1d100
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 18 > [d100=18]


You fly on for several more minutes, following the river. Mirajane speaks up in your mind then, 'Mother, they're pondering a retreat. Resistance is rapidly increasing, with several mobile combat groups flanking Aurora and Styx-water being weaponized. Gisfal leading at the front is concerned about how the devils are successfully eroding our magics, while Adrian is worried about the devils preparing something that can breach the outer perimeter and attack Aurora directly. Lixer's defenses here seem an order of magnitude more potent.'
<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

'We're scrapping this part of the mission,' Jaela relays to the others, after thinking about this for a moment. 'No signs we're getting closer, and it doesn't sound like Aurora's made a big enough splash yet. Mirajane, tell Gisfal and Adrian that we'll be teleporting over the hitting the worst offenders with 21. Have them describe the place enough for my teleport to take hold, and to be prepared to strike once we do and the devils are startled. We'll reassess then, if that doesn't get them to bring up enough reinforcements.'
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Anastasia

Nods all around, Sylvie saying, "Hopefully that'll turn the tide, or show that there's enough reinforcements that we can't manage it reasonably."

Mirajane does so. "Talking now, hold on."
<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

As Mirajane communicates with Aurora command, Jaela wards herself with Spell Turning and includes the others in Mass Death Ward. It only makes sense, given Lixer.
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Anastasia

"Mother," Mirajane speaks up, "Adrian wants to retreat because more combat groups have appeared, flanking and surrounding, and the front line is going poorly. If you wish to impact the battle, we must go immediately and be advised that they use the Styx as a weapon. A miscalculation could cost you everything."
<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

"Sylvie, get ready," Jaela says, before having everyone grab on and aiming for a spot just outside Aurora's gates and off to the side to avoid blocking any traffic.

Since we didn't get a specific position, we'll use greater teleport to get there and have Sylvie provide relief via 21. She's confident it can temporarily help with the Styx, so we'll see how that goes.
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Anastasia

Chaos.

Aurora's gates are heavily defended, soldiers clashing. Archons hold the lines as devils surge from above and below. Gelugons lead squads of steel devils, the air thick with the stench of brimstone. The archons are holding a perimeter around the gates as runners and warriors go about. Above in the fog you can dimly see more movement around Aurora, everything happening at once. Battlecries and magic mix, along with the ever-present light of 21. A book appears in her hand, blasting over a squad of devils as...

Go ahead, Jaela.
<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

'Have Adrian and Gisfal push back!' Jaela relays through Mirajane. There should be a brief, priceless glance at the battlefield as 21 disperses the fog, and Jaela instructs Finnegan and Ellese to keep an eye out for priority targets or enemy commanders. That would be their chance at either turning the tables as the devils are routed by 21 or slowing down pursuit as Aurora is forced to retreat.
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Anastasia

You can see much of the battlefield. Devils all around Aurora and your forces as they fight desperately. You're clearly outnumbered from a mere glance. 21's flashes of light illuminate things as Finnegan and Ellese join forces. Val flashes and Ellese's acid magic pushes the devils back, rallying the troops.

'On it, Mother,' Mirajane sends, standing guard over you and Sylvie. Fortunately, the devils seem more inclined to run from 21 than to face it down and you're rapidly clearing out space from the gate. As things settle a bit, a runner comes up, "General Jaela," the female half-elf reports, a quick salute, "I-"

Suddenly all the world is electric white.

> roll 1d20+24 SR
<Rei-chan> Kotono rolled : 1d20+24 SR --> [ 1d20=18 ]{42}

Jaela, you have spell turning up, right?
<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

Correct. I would also appreciate the chance to counterspell if I can, due to Foresight I don't get surprised or flat-footed.
<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

"Enough!" Jaela snarls, gesturing with Gae Bolg as the world threatens to disappear. She's still trying to acclimate to using such powerful magics, but this one spell comes as naturally to her as breathing.

Superb Dispelling as in immediate interrupt.

[21:48] <Corwin> roll 1d20+36
[21:48] <Rei-chan> Corwin rolled : 1d20+36 --> [ 1d20=19 ]{55}
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Anastasia

Jaela's foresight tingles and she looks up. She can't quite see it, but she can sense it. The light, a spell - a powerful figure above, a pit fiend. A snarled word of magic shatters the lightning bolt into nothingness like a hammer through a plate glass window.

Act.
<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

#43
Finally, a target for her mounting frustration of the devils gaining an upper hand. But Jaela holds herself a few moments longer, her duties to her people taking priority.

'Mirajane, call upon deliverance from the Styx. Get inside afterwards and assist with healing,' she sends to her daughter. 'Tell Gisfal to retreat while Adrian supplies cover. Get Baleruk out here to me.'

Raising her free hand skyward, Jaela calls out, "For Lifasa!" and Celestial Valor settles over her group, the runner and almost two dozen adjacent soldiers.

'Don't let him try again,' she orders Finnegan and Ellese, while Sylvie's orders are far simpler -- 'Kill him.'

Mirajane - Miracle to eliminate the Styx droplets; if she thinks the Miracle absolutely can't accomplish that, then at least a temporary respite by blowing the fog away from Aurora and its forces for a minute. Then, step inside the courtyard to heal and continue relaying things telepathically between myself and the other commanders.
Sylvie - 21 that fucker
Finnegan - ready action to charge and interrupt the pit fiend
Ellese - the same but with magic
Jaela - Gambit stance with Gae Bolg, waiting to hear from the runner, Curse of Inadequacy channeled into Gae Bolg as a move action.


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My spells: Celestial Valor, Foresight, Spell Turning, usual precasts, arch spells. Mage Armor CL5 should be the first to drop.
<Steph> I might have made a terrible mistake

Anastasia

> roll 1d20+23 Mirajane caster level check
<Rei-chan> Kotono rolled : 1d20+23 Mirajane caster level check --> [ 1d20=18 ]{41}


Mirajane's voice echos across the battlefield, perfectly pronounced Celestial. "Oh keeper of three that is one, restore vital minds and banish the wicked forgetfulness!" A great wind comes, blowing away the black rain. 'Mother,' Mirajane reports, 'It's working, but a powerful force is resisting.'

Sylvie whirls and turns, firing 21 up ahead at the pit fiend. The great beam of light slices through the air, dissolving fog and rain both.

> roll 1d20+30 vs 46
<Rei-chan> Kotono rolled : 1d20+30 vs 46 --> [ 1d20=14 ]{44}
> roll 21d12+21
<Rei-chan> Kotono rolled : 21d12+21 --> [ 21d12=160 ]{181}


The devil screams as the runner reports, "Ma'am, we're rotating otu forces and considering retreat. Soldiers are coming back amnesic and devoid of memories thanks to Styx-water. General Gisfal does not believe that current circumstances are conductive to a victory."

Oh, amid all that, you can see the pit fiend blasted. Parts of it are gone, strips of skin and bone no more. It's starting to focus more power...

If you wanna command Finnegan and Ellese to act on that, feel free, or if you wanna do something yourself.
<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?