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<blockquote data-quote="Tecklenburg" data-source="post: 6479054" data-attributes="member: 6781356">The psychic assault from the hypnotic, insane whispers slowly begins to haunt my ears.&nbsp; Whatever this thing is, its reasserting itself over the collective will, or whatever is left of it, of the people of this settlement that I reached out to.&nbsp; My mind begins to reel and I know that I cannot withstand this mental assault for long.&nbsp; My right hand works in a blur of steel.&nbsp; My left hand draws forth powerful magics.&nbsp; I weave a web of steel and supernatural force, driving the thing back as I prepare my escape.&nbsp; [sblock]Flawless Bladework (Int) on the central mass6, 3 + 3 = 12d8 damage.&nbsp; 3 - 2 = 1 damage.Burst * 2.&nbsp; 2d4 (3 + 4 = 7) damage and forceful tag * 28 damage on the central mass (12 total now) and hopefully I've thrown it away from me so I can high-tail it out of here![/sblock]I consider...for just a moment...what just happened.&nbsp; It has happened before to me but this was more surreal than ever.&nbsp; It was neither technique nor raw ability that led me to that place.&nbsp; It was something...more.I come to.&nbsp; With my opening secured, I turn and sprint headlong for Saerie's position deeper in the settlement.&nbsp; I can't risk the possibility that the magical madness in those deranged whispers will cause me to hurt my friends.&nbsp; I shout to Saerie and her bear.&nbsp; &quot;Saerie, Rawr...finish it!&quot;&nbsp; My voice is filled the emotion of the song of battle and it swells with confidence in the strength of my allies, inspiring them on![sblock]Aid (bond)6, 6 + 2.&nbsp; 14.&nbsp; Holy crap!+ 1 for Saerie's Volley or whatever she does[/sblock]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Tecklenburg, post: 6479054, member: 6781356"] The psychic assault from the hypnotic, insane whispers slowly begins to haunt my ears. Whatever this thing is, its reasserting itself over the collective will, or whatever is left of it, of the people of this settlement that I reached out to. My mind begins to reel and I know that I cannot withstand this mental assault for long. My right hand works in a blur of steel. My left hand draws forth powerful magics. I weave a web of steel and supernatural force, driving the thing back as I prepare my escape. [sblock]Flawless Bladework (Int) on the central mass 6, 3 + 3 = 12 d8 damage. 3 - 2 = 1 damage. Burst * 2. 2d4 (3 + 4 = 7) damage and forceful tag * 2 8 damage on the central mass (12 total now) and hopefully I've thrown it away from me so I can high-tail it out of here![/sblock] I consider...for just a moment...what just happened. It has happened before to me but this was more surreal than ever. It was neither technique nor raw ability that led me to that place. It was something...more. I come to. With my opening secured, I turn and sprint headlong for Saerie's position deeper in the settlement. I can't risk the possibility that the magical madness in those deranged whispers will cause me to hurt my friends. I shout to Saerie and her bear. "Saerie, Rawr...finish it!" My voice is filled the emotion of the song of battle and it swells with confidence in the strength of my allies, inspiring them on! [sblock]Aid (bond) 6, 6 + 2. 14. Holy crap! + 1 for Saerie's Volley or whatever she does[/sblock] [/QUOTE]

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