Boots on the ground (Moore)

Started by Anastasia, January 16, 2017, 02:41:04 PM

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Anastasia

The door is opened. The next room has about a dozen mortals, dressed in plain clothes. They lie about, twitching and moaning. Blue lightning dances along the roof of the room, as well as along a stairway going up.
<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 glances at Adrian and looks about at them for magic, presuming that they were either powering the spell on the outside, either intentionally or by force.

Take 10 on spellcraft for 55 (and remembering all the bonuses!)

Anastasia

"Recoil from what the tower was trying?" Adrian suggests as he approaches the stairs.

There's indeed fading magic here. The tower was charged to be a giant spell energy battery, essentially an unstable but powerful blast of pure magical energy. When it was constantly suppressed, the energy backlashed onto the casters instead.
<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 nods to Adrian. "Exactly. Countering it caused it to backfire -- but I can't tell if these people were willing participants. I don't think they can do much in the state they're mired."

Anastasia

A short, sharp nod. "No helping it." He then goes to the stairs, jogging up them two at a time.

Following?
<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


Anastasia

Upstairs is much the same - rooms full of incapacitated mortals, lying about. All clustered around little focus points decorated with crystals and pools of water, none of them in shape to do anything.

"Are they evil?" Adrian asks 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

Oh!

Right, he can totally do that, can't he? He probably ought to use that more often...

Moore will check!

Anastasia

They're all varying levels of evil, yes.
<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

"All evil." Moore reports. "I feel a lot less bad now about throwing them into upheaval."

Anastasia

From there, Adrian goes out and has soldiers come in, securing the prisoners. In the meantime...

Do you want to do anything in here, Moore?
<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

Any way we could repurpose the tower to help us out? Or would it require a bunch of people to power it? That's all I've got.

Anastasia

Make both an K:A and a Spellcraft check.
<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


Anastasia

The tower's magic is mostly broken. All your dispels combined with the people within forcing it greatly devastated the enchantments here. Odds are they'll completely fail within a few days.
<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?