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Dungeon Raid (Surraruthru, Moore)

Started by Anastasia, December 02, 2016, 03:17:35 PM

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Iron Dragoon

This is not the greatest post in the world, no... this is just a tribute.

Nephrite

Moore nods. "All right. Finnegan, would you care to try? I can bolster your ability if you're shy."

Anastasia

"Let me try the hard way first," Finnegan says, comingup and giving the door a kick.

> roll 1d20+8
<Rei-chan> Kotono rolled : 1d20+8 --> [ 1d20=10 ]{18}


No good, it doesn't budge at all. Finnegan says, "Let's try that, it's not going to go down to a simple kick."
<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

"By all means, please succeed." Moore says with a smile, as his bolstering voice fills the chamber and invigorates even Surraruthru!

+14 to attack and weapon damage rolls and fear saves if it matters somehow in the next bit.

Anastasia

> roll 4#1d20
<Rei-chan> Kotono rolled : 4#1d20 --> [ 1d20=12 ]{12}, [ 1d20=16 ]{16}, [ 1d20=5 ]{5}, [ 1d20=19 ]{19}


Finnegan strikes the door over and over. Slowly it splinters, and only when Val touches it. His hardest punches don't do a thing, "Damned enchanted," Finnegan mutters, working on it steadily. The constant POUND POUND POUND is loud and constant.
<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

"Perhaps we should have tried to dispel that part of things first." Moore suggests.

Anastasia

"Would be quicker and make less ruckus," Finnegan agrees.
<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

"Surru, you seem to be able to manipulate the magic around here better than I can, why don't you try before that bursts?" Moore says with a gesture up.

Iron Dragoon

Can I evaluate the strength of the magic on the door to determine what level dispel I need?
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Anastasia

Sure. It's strong magic, so upper CL but not epic. Think 15-20 range most likely.
<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?

Iron Dragoon

Surraruthru begins chanting out his spell, throwing his magical might at the spell on the door!

> roll 1d20+20 Greater Magic Dispel
<Serith> Iddy roll for Serith < 29 > [d20=9]
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Anastasia

The magic on the south door unravels, dispelled safely.
<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 gestures for Finnegan. "I believe you had started the matter."

Anastasia

This time a firm kick knocks the door open. Ahead is a rather large, circular room. The far wall is nothing but a glass window. Outside you can see the swirling chaos of Limbo.

The floor is a pattern on it, of interlocking blue crescents and green spheres.

There's no doors in or out of the room, nor anyone in 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?

Iron Dragoon

Surraruthru inspects the pattern, suspecting it's a puzzle of sorts.
This is not the greatest post in the world, no... this is just a tribute.