Scales of War #1 Rescue at Rivenroar (Full)

[larryfinnjr]

[MENTION=17633]tiornys[/MENTION] - yep, got the brain juice, too - showed him the OP today, too. thanks!

way better than Velani did when she joined the party, failing at the skill challenge on the way and then missing during every swing in her first combat....... LOL

 

[RavenBlackthorne]

Viator Description

Age - 80 (but Eladrin so late teens in look)
Height - 5' 5"
Weight – 130

Hair – chin length, layers, dirty blonde with natural bright blonde highlights
Eyes – ice blue, slightly larger than average
Skin - light-skinned, Eladrin style
Face - angular; late teen boyish, high cheekbones, thin eyebrows
Lips - full, light

Hands – elegant but strong (piano player’s hands)
Chest – late teen body but frail
Waist – as above

Armor – Black, slightly flared beyond the waist long sleeved jacket (think General Zod from the Superman films with less PVC!), with silver tracings and possibly silver design work. Trousers are slightly baggy and black
Hands – Bare but black leather bracers (with the silver tracings!) to match the boots and hold the jacket away from his hands
Feet – Leather, shin high boots, same silver tracings
Waist – kind of a thin cinch belt (male looking!) with silver tracings, held at the side by a small, silver V shaped pin (made by his mother)
It’s a uniform, basically. But trying to be worn in a “cool teenage” way.

A small, translucent crystal floats either by his shoulder or waist: close enough to be grabbed. It reflects his eyes in colour when it catches the light.

The air crackles with static around him occasionally and his hair can look like its caught in a wind fan. He should appeal to most Twilight fans

Viator comes across as small and vulnerable. His blonde hair and diminutive stature belie an internal strength. Only his ice blue eyes hint toward the destructive power his mind contains. Occasionally struggling with the torrent inside he develops a tick under times of great stress that can only be relieved by unleashing his psionic flow.


Flashback 1
…the feyshadows leaping and swarming over him. He swats at them helplessly and feels a sudden jolt through his body, like ice water and fire at the same time.
Your physical self is useless. A pathetic shell with the sole purpose of containing the power of the mind. Unleash your shackles.
Panicking, he falls to the ground, rolling, desperate to throw the shifting shapes. They tear at him, speak of things that will happen. His ice blue eyes widen in terror.
The test subject is failing, sir. Another in a line of failures. I thought this one was different, sir. I’m sorry.
I thought you were special, boy, but I was wrong. You shame yourself and you shame your family.
The mind is the sole self. The mind is the sole self. I am a mental fortress. I control my body. The mind is the sole self.
The power erupts from him, the shadows ripped away; twisted and torn as the air ripples around him. The static charge in the air crackles as his form goes from lying to standing in the blink of an eye. His hand outstretched, the source of the shadows explodes in a silent, invisible eruption. Dark tatters float down to the ground. His left eye twitches.
Good, son. Very good.

Flashback 2
…the flying creatures whirled around him, insubstantial but distracting. Confusion, panic, shot through him, his arms raised to fight them off.
Listen to your orders! Maintain calm and listen to your orders!
He carefully lowered his arms as he breathed calmly.
A flying creature swooped low towards him, talons ready to shred him.
The mind is the sole self.
From the corner of his eye, he glimpsed movement, a something crouching low to the floor.
Now! At your 3 o’clock! Unleash!
Without taking his eyes from the talons he reached out with his right hand, his fingers twitching. The world erupted around the shadowed movement. The flying creature dissipated and all was still.
He was turned away from the broken body before he could get a better look at its tiny, broken frame.
Good, son. Very good…

 

[RavenBlackthorne]

Guys, just a heads up that I'm heading to Egypt for a couple of weeks now (well needed holiday). I will try and post as often as I can from the free wifi but if I'm holding things up I trust one of you to keep him alive. Back and blasting (mainly Dimensional Scramble for positioning and Dishearten for keeping those hard hitters down). Only blow the daily if there are two or more big creatures around: it's useless otherwise. Teleport around all you want and when power points are used up, you can fey step again.
As I say, I'll hopefully get a chance but I don't want to delay proceedings. Hopefully we'll have a full team again soon!

 

[Goonalan]

Just to say have been having PC/work related issues, been running Antivirus scans et al since I got home from work.

If you get an e-mail from me and it looks dodgy then don't open it.

Things, fingers-crossed, should be okay now though.

And back to the game...

Cheers PDR

 

[Goonalan]

Waiting on description of Kyalia for artwork.

Sorry if I'm nagging, genuinely excited...

Cheers PDR

 

[Thanee]

Yeah, I know, there's always so much to do... I will do that tomorrow.

Bye
Thanee

 

[Thanee]

Ouch!

I sure hope those beasties will fall quickly...


And it's kinda good now, that Velani didn't use up that Daily healing power earlier.

Not, that this makes things a lot better, but at least some.

Bye
Thanee

 

[larryfinnjr]

Indeed! Now if she only managed to hurt the verflixt thing.... Bah!

 

[Thanee]

Viator should try to seperate them with his teleporting powers (so they can't both attack the same of us), get one of them into the room, so we can attack it and hopefully kill it quickly.

Uhh... and hope they can only do that much damage with CA or something, because if that health bar is any representation of how much they can withstand, that's ~200 HP each.

Bye
Thanee

 

[Thanee]

H25 and H27 are blocked by the terrain?

Then Kyalia will go to I26 and block the advance of those Skeletons on her turn.

Bye
Thanee