From being an Abandoned who had rarely left the Hollowed Grounds, to embracing the call of adventure, to dying and being reborn first as an Ascended and then as an Ancient, Maea has gone through quite the amount of changes in her life. One thing remains common, though, in her attempts to find out just where she belongs; she’s always had a craving for knowledge which has brought her to so many places and to meet so many people here in Caido. We can’t wait to see what else is in store for her!
Congratulations, Maea!
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10-31-2020, 08:38 PM (This post was last modified: 11-01-2020, 09:30 PM by Court Official.)
It has been done. The lilies have dispensed their power, and the god upon the platform has been purged of his sickness. But all is not well beneath the archway. Beneath the waterfall. Deep, deep down.
Something has awakened. A protector, they might have called it, once upon a time, but the truth is that it is more of a judge.
One to decide if a cause is pure enough to use the archway that it guards.
It's true that the cure has already been delivered. But will those who now stand, revived by the lilies, be able to prove that they were worthy of it?
Water erupts from the pool, accompanied by a shriek high pitched and loud enough to make ears bleed. Indeed, the echo of its cry is enough to have a few boulders tumbling from the ceiling of the Mountain's Roar.
When the water settles enough to see, the falls are completely obscured from view. Instead there are sleek scales, rows upon rows of teeth within a gaping maw, and a serpentine tail coiling away into the depths.
10-31-2020, 09:40 PM (This post was last modified: 10-31-2020, 09:50 PM by Morgan.)
MORGAN
Some nights, I wish that my lips could build a castle Some nights, I wish they'd just fall off
Morgan had at first been relieved that only Tanau had appeared, had stood back during the transactions and healing for those that needed it to take part, fully content to be just a guard in this situation. She was there to protect those that needed to be here, though it seemed that her protection would not be necessary.
By the time the rumbling noise came from underfoot, she was leaning on her hammer, mind absent. With the instincts of a trained warrior, she snapped back to attention at the sound, looking around to see what had caused it. The water bursting with the screech was certainly enough to draw her attention; she took a step back, shifted her hammers weight in her hands as she considered the beast before them.
Unlike anything she'd ever seen before, but she refused to feel fear.
Focusing her magic, Morgan tried to think of what would be practical. They did not yet know what the creature was vulnerable to or how it would attack, if it would approach. Rather than jumping in with an assault, she thought it would best to buy them some time to prepare. Using her water control to grab some of the discarded water and mixing it with dirt and silt from the ground using her earth magic (which felt stronger now somehow), she tossed it in front of the creatures eyes, hoping to blind it temporarily.
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Morgan uses water and earth to make dirty water and toss it over the Leviathans eyes, hopefully blinding it for a bit.
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Morgan did not attend the SWE, but she was in keep on surviving, which puts her in the right place in the right time! (Admin-approved)
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Abilities/Items she has:
Some Guards! Maybe three...? I'm not sure how this works stats-wise, feel free to ignore if it's too difficult.
Water manipulation: Can create and control water. Must be within a 30ft radius.
Type: Light | Rank: Mastered
Base Telekinesis: Can move large objects.
Type: Grey | Rank: Mastered
Earth Manipulation: Can manipulate the earth. Must be within a 5ft radius, control is weak and unstable and requires concentration.
Type: Grey | Rank: Basic
I want to use her Citizenship ability to increase her Earth Manipulation:
Living in Halo means at some point you've digested a small amount of mageglass. As long as you live in Halo, you can increase one of your magics to a higher level, once per PQ/PQ+/KQ/Drop. (In order to use this ability, you must specify the magic to be increased at the bottom of the post in which it will be used.)
But I still wake up, I still see your ghost Oh Lord, I'm still not sure, what I stand for
death, you bring death and destruction to all that you touch
Healed – a moment or two to breathe in, to savor the affliction gone, gone, gone –
And then the rumbling.
Deimos had experienced enough damned and doomed cavern exploration to understand this wasn’t going to be good – and sure enough, alongside the ricocheting came another beast; scales upon scales, teeth upon teeth. There was no question in his mind about fleeing or escaping; never been a heathen of evasion, unless there was naught else to be done.
He backed away from the tumbling boulders, from the obscured falls, from the monstrous creature, catching Morgan and her guards from the corner of his eye. Already irritating the cretin with incantations, though understandable, likely weren’t going to help matters.
So the Sword hastened enchantments of Air, intending to contort and ripple fog around them, to obscure anyone else in the vicinity of the monster, striving to give them movement and time while Zuriel tucked herself behind him. A shout too, but not expecting an answer, uncertain if the animal was capable of understanding, or if he could in turn (unlikely; given every other circumstance he’d run into). “Why are you here?”
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Deimos attempts to use Mastered Air to form fog around any participants, in hopes of obscuring them from sight. He also asks the creature a question, in case it can understand human speech.
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Abilities/Items Brought:
ZURIEL - Mythical - Unicorn (Healing)
Type: Grey
Bag of Holding | A bag that can hold an infinite number of items, so long as they fit within the bag's 3ft x 3ft opening. The bag always feels nearly weightless, but always looks about 75% full.
Type: Grey
Invisibility Cloak | (Upgraded) Ornate, detailed cloak, that when worn, renders up to two individuals invisible.
Type: Grey
Scale Ring (Upgraded) | A magical ring that when worn, can be used to cover the wearer in full armor that resists dark magic. Made by Remi.
• Base Life Drain : Can take life force from a living thing to temporarily make themselves stronger within a 30ft radius.
Type: Dark | Rank: Mastered
• Base Creation: When combined with Mastered Air, Mastered Earth, Mastered Water, and Mastered fire, can create 2 magical items per season (with admin approval). Without mastering the four elements, can create well-made complex machines, and an unlimited number of regular items per thread limited by endurance stat. Small items last their natural lifespan. Medium and large items degrade after a season. Complex machines (a telescope, music box, etc) must be created with the knowledge of the character (i.e., cannot create a machine you don't understand/wouldn't be able to build with relevant tools)
Type: Light | Rank: Mastered
• Fire Manipulation: Can create and control flames. Must be within a 30ft radius.
Type: Dark | Rank: Mastered
• Air manipulation: Can create and control the air. Must be within a 30ft radius.
Type: Grey | Rank: Mastered
• Water manipulation: Can create and control water. Must be within a 30ft radius.
Type: Light | Rank: Mastered
• Earth Manipulation: Can create and control the earth. Must be within a 30ft radius.
Type: Grey | Rank: Mastered
Welp. This is what she’d come to protect against, isn’t it? This may not be what Nate saw, but even the blind can see an potential outcome in this. And it the most disgusting hero sort of way, it’s only fitting that Wessex is here at the end of it, since she’s one of the ones who brought the sickness into the rest of Caido. The cure for the sickness worked, she sends to Nate, wherever he is. But it’s woken a monster.
Morgan and Deimos step forward to defend and the Queen can’t let Halo take the brunt of it, can she? No. Throwing off the hood of her cloak, Wessex steps forward to make them three. But there are more than four of them here, aren’t there? There are the others gathered. While Deimos and Morgan distract the monster (hopefully), the Wraith tries to makes sure that those who won’t be joining the potential fight get out of the cavern without injury by physically trying to make them move if they aren’t already doing so, and putting herself between the leviathan and them. “Go!” she hisses to Melita, Finn, and whomever else is left, hoping they don’t need to be told twice.
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Wessex reveals herself and tries to help the non-KQ participants get out of the cavern safely by pushing them along and keeping herself between the leviathan and them.
She brings with her:
Type: Grey
Manufactured Adrenaline | a syringe containing a daily dose of adrenaline. Can be used once per thread. Raises all stats by 1 for one post and increases an ascendeds other senses for the duration of the thread.
Type: Grey
Shadow-Cloth | A cloak that renders the wearer invisible when in shadow. (Made by Remi)
Type: Light
Hot Springs Water | Water from the Frey’s Breath hot spring. It can heal the user with Mastered healing magic. One use only.
The world is new to you, and you to it. During PQ/PQ+/KQs/Drops, you roll with advantage on luck-based rolls and receive an extra name during drops. (In order to use this, make sure to note the ability at the bottom of each post)
** I put in for Wessex’s levelling update before a couple of days ago and request that it be processed before determining her stats for this, please and thank you! **
Slightly singed from carrying Tanau, Amalia nevertheless feels more refreshed than she has in weeks and weeks. The sensation of being well - truly well - is a miraculous thing, and one she will not take for granted again. "Thank you," the Shield breathes earnestly to the god, dark eyes bright with gratitude and refracted fire.
Alas, the peace is not to last, interrupted swiftly by a rumbling from below. Amalia turns from the god to see (or rather, feel) a rumbling begin, the earth shuddering and giving way as the water churns and boils. Turning worried eyes instinctively to Deimos, the Shield steps forward to engage.
Like the Sword, the Shield's first response it so call out. Though the flying filthy water catches her attention swiftly; "Wait!" she cries, reaching out into the air between Morgan and the Leviathan helplessly. Or not, for as she attempts this a new power seems to rise from deep within her, manifesting as a wall of light that hovers between Morgan and the creature, trying to prevent the water from reaching its eyes.
To the Leviathan she cries through both mental and vocal means: "We haven't come to hurt anyone! We only want to heal people; please, we do not have to fight."
Ama makes a hard light construct to (hopefully) prevent Morgan's water from striking the leviathan, and calls out to it to say they come in peace.
Magic: Light of Vi | Amalia can generate small or medium hard-light constructs which interact physically with the world. Constructs last 1 minute and degrade when damaged.
Type: Light | Rank: Basic
Beast Speaker | Can speak to rare creatures/companions/regular animals. Requires permission to "speak" on behalf of someone's companion. Regular animals speak in varying levels of coherence.
She has with her:
Type: Light
Stabilization Ring | Once a year, this ring will automatically stabilize the wearer should they receive a life-ending blow. (If HP drops below 0 from one hit, the ring will cause the HP from that hit to stay at 1). Made by Safrin.
Type: Light
Nova (upgraded) | A beautifully slender sword perfectly crafted for Amalia. The cross-guard is carved from luxere antlers (These antlers glow a soft red despite being detached from the luxere. They provide constant light and protect anyone who holds them during LongNight), imbued with minor healing abilities (upgraded level). The sword will never deal a killing blow, leaving an enemy on 1HP.
Type: Dark
An ornate titanium shield covered in star sigils. When (abandoned) magic is cast at this device, it can store the power and reuse it as controlled by the wielder. (Made by Remi)
Type: Light
Star Charm | A silver charm in the shape of a star. When activated, it projects a 1ft barrier of starlight all the way across the user. (Made by Deimos)
Type: Grey
Magic Bracer | A leather bracer that can be worn by an attuned that allows them to transport their currently-held items when shifted (small-medium items on their person) (Made by Remi)
Type: Grey
Horn of Plenty | Truly magnificent to behold, this minotaur's horn is decorated with a simple amber stone. When filled with liquid, the horn will never run dry - so be careful what you choose to pour in! (contains water from Frey's Breath)
we drink the poison our mind pours for us and wonder why we feel so sick
They muddy water; they usher innocents to safety; they try to reason with the beast.
But duty cannot be reasoned with, and a creature this old will not be swayed by words from infants. It does not spare them its words.
Even without Amalia's light construct, the water that Morgan throws at it will miss, the leviathan ducking out of the way with a serpentine dip of its head. Instead the fog rolls in, clouding them from view, and Deimos succeeds, at least, at buying them a little time.
The other attendees at the waterfall who were not mentioned because it was assumed they had fled lol are safely escorted out. If only it was that easy, however.
Within the fog, the leviathan shrieks again, and something shoots out of the mist to strike at them. It hits Deimos and Amalia - thankfully the appearance of the fog shields Morgan and Wessex from harm. When they glance at their wounds, they will see splinter sharp scales protruding from their skin. A gift from the monster in the deep.
It is not in the mood for parley.
Morgan attempts to blind the leviathan and MISSES
Deimos conjures fog! This will obscure the leviathan's vision until the next round, unless Deimos attempts to keep it up.
The leviathan shoots its scales at all members of the party and HITS Amalia and Deimos.
Your randomly determined post order is:
Deimos 322/350 Wessex 280/287 (Wessex was injured in the SWE by the lilies) Amalia 234/260 Morgan 110/110
So that nothing is missed, please include a quick summary at the bottom of your post, including any items/abilities used.
REMEMBER: KQs are rewarding, but dangerous. They may cause death and/or permanent changes to your characters - join at your own risk!
death, you bring death and destruction to all that you touch
A signature aspect of stoic resignation reached his eyes as silence fell from the beast – glancing towards Amalia, knowing full well she likely wouldn’t accept it. Ancient, primordial, older than they’d ever be – and the stakes unknown, reaching higher and higher conflagrations as the moments wore on. What else were they to do? What was the point of all this?
The fog obscured, but clearly not him or the Shield; the puncturing, piercing shards blazing into his skin, and he instinctively reached towards the pain in his shoulder, pulling out the scales. All right? hastened from him within Attuned bonds, instinctual, as they’d done time and time before. Zuriel’s horn grazed and touched over him from where she hid behind him, striving to heal from the early onslaught, from where he sighed and clenched his jaw. More damnation, more doom, more complexities unearthed than he’d likely ever understand. What do you want to do? flickered within Shield and Sword outreaches, for there were few options, and they were likely losing instances to hasten them.
He ducked lower, attempting to appear smaller in the haze, trying to conjure more of the mist. Some calculations curled and coiled thereafter, in another venture to buy them time, fortitude, and might, unfurling the familiar, rampant discord of Life Drain, pulsing and pervading towards the massive creature.
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Zuriel tries to heal Deimos.
Deimos attempts to continue using Mastered Air to keep up the fog, and Mastered Life Drain towards the creature.
• Air manipulation: Can create and control the air. Must be within a 30ft radius.
Type: Grey | Rank: Mastered
• Base Life Drain : Can take life force from a living thing to temporarily make themselves stronger within a 30ft radius.
Type: Dark | Rank: Mastered
dont know where the lights are taking us but something in the night is dangerous
Alright, chance given, now it’s time to stop playing nice.
After the leviathan attacks, The Wraith quickly filters down through her options, nixing her newfound “angry eyes” (as she likes to call them) due to the fog. No, she’d probably need a clearer avenue to aim through and with the fog, they can potentially land a great deal of damage. Perhaps later she can teleport behind the monster and deal some sort of damage that way, but for now, the Queen dashes from her escort duties (look she needed an excuse not to immediately strike, okay?) through the water, to where Deimos stands and links in to his Life Drain, hoping to hit the monster with an extra dose, while keeping an eye out for flying objects (scales, was it?) and tentacles coming their way.
“Warden,” she calls out, perhaps a little more enthusiastically than she should - though there is a great deal of importance in effective communication. “How do you feel about trying to freeze it in place??” It would, at least, take care of some moving parts.
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Wessex joins Deimos and tries to hit the leviathan with Life Drain magic. Tries to come up with a plan with Morgan, since no one else is audibly talking.
Magic: Magic Re-Resonance | When abandoned magic is cast within 10ft of Wessex, she can duplicate the ability at its upgraded level once.
Type: Grey | Rank: Upgraded
Magic: Healing | Minor cuts/abrasions/bruising heal nearly instantly. More severe injuries (broken bones, muscle tears, etc) heal at 50% the speed. During PQ+/KQs, heals at basic levels, with a chance to heal at higher levels depending on injury/luck.
Type: Light | Rank: Basic
The world is new to you, and you to it. During PQ/PQ+/KQs/Drops, you roll with advantage on luck-based rolls and receive an extra name during drops. (In order to use this, make sure to note the ability at the bottom of each post)
It is a very unlikely trio of allies for Amalia, at least, but there's a strange sort of satisfaction in knowing that they are all proven to be strong and competent. If not a little bit aggressive, but that can hardly be helped. Stinging pain blooms through her awareness as scales slice into her skin, her own scales glittering into being over her arms and neck in an attempt to add defense.
Amalia draws Nova and her shield at the same time she answers the General's question. I'm okay. You? The mental response comes through the Attuned bond as easily as breathing, Deimos fitting against her mind with a startling familiarity she so desperately missed. Now is not the time for the Shield to dwell on what role the Sword plays in her life, on this unexpected reunion and what it will bring, but she can't help a pulse of gratitude, of concern, of apology and remorse and everything else she feels. Of no matter what, I have your back. Of I still trust you; please trust me, too.
"Cover me!" the girl cries aloud, great wings pulsing as she lifts off from the platform and flies toward the beast, Nova and the shield held at ready to strike if she is struck. Her goal is to distract the creature from the others, to give them a chance to regroup or plan, and perhaps to figure out what course would be best to save the most lives. "Guardian! We were sent by Rae and Vi to find a cure. Let us go in peace; we mean you no ill."
Amalia attempts to fly around the leviathan and distract it from the others. She is trying to reason with it (again), and will retaliate with Nova only if she's attacked.
Type: Light
Nova (upgraded) | A beautifully slender sword perfectly crafted for Amalia. The cross-guard is carved from luxere antlers (These antlers glow a soft red despite being detached from the luxere. They provide constant light and protect anyone who holds them during LongNight), imbued with minor healing abilities (upgraded level). The sword will never deal a killing blow, leaving an enemy on 1HP.
Type: Dark
An ornate titanium shield covered in star sigils. When (abandoned) magic is cast at this device, it can store the power and reuse it as controlled by the wielder. (Made by Remi)
Beast Speaker | Can speak to rare creatures/companions/regular animals. Requires permission to "speak" on behalf of someone's companion. Regular animals speak in varying levels of coherence.
we drink the poison our mind pours for us and wonder why we feel so sick
Some nights, I wish that my lips could build a castle Some nights, I wish they'd just fall off
Morgan's water fell short of the leviathan anyway, but she was frustrated by Amalia's attempts to block it, frowning at her with an aggravated, confused look. "It is a beast. It does not look interested in discussion." It seemed pretty damn obvious to her and thankfully it seemed that Deimos and Wessex had the same idea, going to attack after the initial confrontation.
She began to take a couple of steps back to prepare with her hammer for a charge, when Wessex called to her. While Morgan was not anyone's to order around, she was willing to work as a team for now, especially when the suggestion was a decent one. "Good idea." Reaching out, Morgan focused, directing her magic to the water the Leviathan had burst from, hoping to have ice grow up and around it, trapping it in place and limiting it's movement.
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Morgan uses her Mastered Water magic to freeze the leviathan in one place!
But I still wake up, I still see your ghost Oh Lord, I'm still not sure, what I stand for
In the distance the party might hear a faint screeching, as if an admin far above is shouting what the actual fuck. Fog floods the area anew, obscuring others from view - all but Amalia, who literally flies in the face of the leviathan with a glowing sword and tries to reason with it.
And so it snaps its maw at her, only to miss her by a fraction - and she parries with a hit that also just misses it; an exchange of blows that might be the equivalent of a kiss hello. And no, it doesn't attempt to speak back to her. It doesn't care about the firefly in the air before it. It doesn't care about their reasoning. It's a leviathan.
Deimos and Wessex are next, using an ingenious plan that ultimately falls flat on its face, because the dice are not on their side this round. Perhaps they are too far away. Perhaps they are cursed. You figure it out.
And finally there is Morgan - a good idea, freezing that waterfall, were it not for the disadvantage of being in the Climb. It might still work, but the magic will have a more difficult time than it otherwise might in taking hold. And on this occasion, while the water around the leviathan begins to freeze, ultimately it doesn't last more than a few seconds.
...Try again, I guess?
Zuriel heals Deimos and Wessex heals herself.
The leviathan is drawn to Amalia and attacks. It MISSES.
Amalia retaliates with an attack and MISSES.
Deimos and Wessex use life drain on the leviathan and MISS.
Morgan attempts to freeze the leviathan and ...MISSES
Your randomly determined post order is:
Deimos 342/350
Wessex 287/287
Amalia 234/260
Morgan 110/110
So that nothing is missed, please include a quick summary at the bottom of your post, including any items/abilities used.
REMEMBER: KQs are rewarding, but dangerous. They may cause death and/or permanent changes to your characters - join at your own risk!
death, you bring death and destruction to all that you touch
Too many emotions, too many filaments coursed through bonds, through broken, battered, snapped, splintered things, and he couldn’t settle into them now – not with everything else bristling around them. I am okay he reflected in return, reaching past heartbreak and restlessness, hastening towards those notions long since understood. They’d always been capable of working as a team, a unit of motion and trials, attempting, striving; even after everything, he didn’t expect that to have changed. A semblance of understanding pushed its way through, of trust and dedication, of strength and determination, before movements could come into play, and focus was drawn entirely on the midst –
Of nothing.
Not a god damned thing.
He received naught in return for his Life Drain, no additional pulse of fortitude and might, no waves of weakening cretins before him. Zuriel’s touch was the only thing ensuring something had actually transpired. The Shield’s efforts drew silence. He could only watch as Morgan’s ice, confronted likely by too much heat in these damned place, couldn’t last.
Rather than give into the frustration, more calculations emerged, more machinations necessary, more tactics meant to subdue. “What if we trap it?” He offered into the cavern, into the cluster of necessary allies. “I am going to drop the fog, and try using the earth.” A warning, that full strength was going to be utilized in one area, that they might suddenly be sitting ducks before a monstrous heathen; a need to find alternative cover. He maneuvered off to a side of a rocky barrier as best he could, Zuriel right behind him, before unfurling, unleashing the waves of earthen wares.
The intention was to begin to draw the earth around the monster, creating a wall-like structure to reach up, up, up, hopefully inhibiting its movements, assaults, or sieges, and buying them time to find alternative means.
If that was even possible now, or they were merely prolonging the inevitable.
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Deimos drops the Air magic, and tries to use Mastered Earth to begin walling off/trapping the creature.
Earth Manipulation: Can create and control the earth. Must be within a 30ft radius.
Type: Grey | Rank: Mastered
Wessex pauses when she hears Deimos echo almost the exact same thing she’d said to Morgan, more or less, like she doesn’t even exist. And even though now is neither the time nor the place she wants to shoot daggers at him - but no, she turns away, muttering under her breath and fingernails digging into her palms.
And then she feels the ground moving and all her brain can think is that they’re in a goddamn cave and did he not remember the last cave they were in when a monster popped up? Or, well, maybe he did - but in the end it was unstable and that’s just as dangerous. Gods, she doesn’t even have a bow to make some long distance attacks. And without knowing what the Warden is going to do, she can’t duplicate those efforts. Wessex growls in frustration before deciding on something.
“I’m going behind it,” she announces, throwing the Shadow Cloak back over herself and teleporting behind the monster - hopefully undetected. Once there, she’ll get as close as she safely can and hit it with a biopulse.
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Wessex throws the hood of the Shadow Cloak back on to hide herself and then teleports behind the leviathan and tries to hit it with a biopulse.
Magic: Teleportation | Can teleport to any board that Wessex has already visited, OR can teleport to an adjacent board that she's visited with someone else. If used within the same board, requires a 1-post cool down period between uses.
Type: Grey | Rank: Mastered
Bio Disruption Upgrade (Mastered) | A pulse that causes disorientation, rapid heart rate, dry mouth, dizziness, and an increased temperature in living creatures with a complex nervous system (humans, animals like dogs, horses, birds). Effects creatures in a 20ft radius, symptoms are more noticeable the closer the creature is to the upgrade.
Type: Grey
Shadow-Cloth | A cloak that renders the wearer invisible when in shadow. (Made by Remi)
The world is new to you, and you to it. During PQ/PQ+/KQs/Drops, you roll with advantage on luck-based rolls and receive an extra name during drops. (In order to use this, make sure to note the ability at the bottom of each post)
A strike, a parry, and no wounds are landed, nor are points of reason met. She receives no answer to her plea save violence, aggression on either side without a moment to consider parlay. Retreating back from the onslaught of tentacles, Amalia turns at the sound of Deimos' declaration, chewing on her lip. Aside from trying to broker peace she is relatively weak, without offensive abilities, here to support and protect.
"I'll try to keep it distracted!" the Shield calls back, adjusting her grip on her sword. Darting back on pulsing wings, she again reaches mentally for the beast, trying to permeate to anything like intelligence. Simultaneously Amalia focuses on the new energy she's found, imagining shackles of light holding one of the creature's tentacles in place, anchored to the ground.
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Amalia continues trying to distract/speak to the leviathan, but is focused on evading. She tries to conjure hard light shackles to hold one of its tentacles, ideally the one trying to hit her. If it attacks her she will attempt to parry.
Type: Light
Nova (upgraded) | A beautifully slender sword perfectly crafted for Amalia. The cross-guard is carved from luxere antlers (These antlers glow a soft red despite being detached from the luxere. They provide constant light and protect anyone who holds them during LongNight), imbued with minor healing abilities (upgraded level). The sword will never deal a killing blow, leaving an enemy on 1HP.
Beast Speaker | Can speak to rare creatures/companions/regular animals. Requires permission to "speak" on behalf of someone's companion. Regular animals speak in varying levels of coherence.
Magic: Light of Vi | Amalia can generate small or medium hard-light constructs which interact physically with the world. Constructs last 1 minute and degrade when damaged.
Type: Light | Rank: Basic
we drink the poison our mind pours for us and wonder why we feel so sick
