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Started by Anastasia, March 19, 2016, 06:07:23 PM

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Nephrite

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Moore will sing a rousing song to bolster their forces healing!

Using Healing Hymn, it adds 26.

Anastasia

The officers fan out, starting to defend as Jaela's forces race on and join the battle. They curl up and meet them, rolling the undead back and preventing the flank. Healing seems even more potent as the forces meet, the undead withering apart by the dozens under the assault.

Your line's holding and starting to push them back, advancing towards the gap in the obsidian buildings. Right now the undead are being pushed back in good order, Ithea's chaos throwing the appearing elements at the undead rather than allowing her army to be massacred by them.

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?

Nephrite

Moore will continue with Healing Hymn unless something presents a reason not to do so.

Merc

If I take a round to focus on the undead, does the elemental chaos go back to being...well, chaotic?
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Anastasia

Yes, it seems to be chaotically set on being chaotic on your asses. At least that's your guess from what you've seen so far.
<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?

Merc

That's not very chaotic!

"Great, that song's doing wonders, Moore!" Ithea calls out. "Good job everyone, we're starting to make a dent into them! Keep at it!"

More anarchy anarch...

[21:06] <Merc> roll d20+8+8
[21:06] <Kobot> Merc rolled d20+8+8 --> [ 1d20=19 ]{35}
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Anastasia

Great torrents of flame join the call for Selune to turn the restless dead. Baleruk charges to the breech, teeth and claws ripping undead apart as they come out. Crystal rides hope into the lines, plowing through several demonic zombies like a knife through soft flesh. With reinforcements your line is holding well and pushing back. Elements ravage the surviving undead - if you push just a little harder, you may well be able to take the fight to them instead of stemming the tide.

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?

Merc

"Push forward! I think I have the elements under control for the moment, but I don't know how long I can keep it up! Use the momentum you've got while I've got it!" Ithea calls out.

[21:12] <Merc> roll d20+8+8 And again
[21:12] <Kobot> Merc rolled d20+8+8 And again --> [ 1d20=12 ]{28}
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Nephrite

"We should be mindful we don't bottleneck our own forces as we advance!" Moore shouts to Ithea as he continues to keep up the healing songs.

Anastasia

Combined forces surge forward. Misalea dances amid the undead, leading the Graceful Blow in slicing them apart like blossoms on the breeze. A gale wind from Ithea follows, blasting aside a small cluster of moaning allips for Arrel to pass through. He darts into the gash Ithea created, leading the charge in.

A few soldiers start to follow him, the undead line collapsing. You could try and force your army all the way in or take other action - right now, the battlefield outside of the obsidian buildings is yours.
<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?

Merc

"Noted!" Ithea answers the pixie's warning.

"We want to keep moving forward though, and it shouldn't be a major risk if we keep this momentum though... Hopefully once we're through I can concentrate on the undead myself and less on the elements. If we seize control of the other side, we can provide safe passage for Jaela's forces!"

Raising her voice further, booming over the din of battle, she bellows, "Everyone hear that? Keep pushing, but focus on maintaing the line over pushing forward! We wasnt US pouring out of that corridor!"

[21:32] <Merc> roll d20+8+8 Push forward~
[21:32] <Kobot> Merc rolled d20+8+8 Push forward~ --> [ 1d20=16 ]{32}
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Anastasia

> roll 1d20+20
<Kobot> Kotono rolled 1d20+20 --> [ 1d20=1 ]{21}


The party rushes on, Jaela's forces fully joining you now. Walls of fire hold off more of the undead as you push, push and push. But ultimately it pays off - there's a tremendous shudder from within as you advance, no more undead seeming to come. The remainder is quickly dispatched, overwhelmed by sheer, competent numbers. Arrel flies out, calling, "The source has been stopped!"

Free 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?

Anastasia

Since the armies are together right now and Jaela addressed Ithea over there, go ahead and reply in Jaela's thread for now.
<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?

Merc

Done. Are we merging over there then?
<Cidward> God willing, we'll all meet in Buttquest 2: The Quest for More Butts.

Anastasia

Yes. Thread locked. Move on over there, 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?