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Started by Anastasia, October 15, 2018, 09:54:19 PM

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Nephrite

Moore nods.

He takes a breath in and closes his eyes. He thinks of Solania, of Pistis Sophia. While he certainly isn't as great at meditation as she is, perhaps some of the lessons she taught will help him flow, just like the mists there...

Anastasia

Give me a Wis check, no bonuses for spells or anything like that, just raw Wisdom.
<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

[15:08] <Nephrite> roll 1d20+6
[15:08] <Rei-chan> Nephrite rolled : 1d20+6 --> [ 1d20=14 ]{20}

Anastasia

You meditate in peace. Your mind feels clear and empty, as you feel an urge. An urge to create, to see something made.
<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

Well, he does know how to do that... the last time was... interesting, but maybe he can do something like that again.

The rules of True Creation are that it has to be non-magical, correct?

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?

Nephrite

Okay. Let's try...

Moore focuses... and envisions a simple stone!

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?

Nephrite

Fist-sized. And just a generic stone, no fancy materials.

Anastasia

Not a geologist, huh? Okay, I'll assume some common rock then.

Second important point: Human fist sized or pixie fist sized? Sorry, this sorta thing matters for 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?

Nephrite

About the size of a golf ball.

Anastasia

You pull, shape, gather. It hurts - but you grit your teeth and endure it. Got it. A plain stone the size of your fist appears before you, leaving you winded but intact.

100 damage. Note that along with the cost of the blade of living grass.
<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 takes in a sharp breath as he casts a quick heal on himself.

Literally heal, to be clear.

Huh, does it hurt less because it's not a living piece of matter...?

Anastasia

Xandra kneels by the simple gray stone, picking it up in her hand and examining it. "Unremarkable, but made of yourself," she finally says, "Which makes it something miraculous to you."
<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 smiles. "I have a few more miracles to make before I can be Saint Moore, though."