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1034928 No. 1034928 ID: f57349

Yesterday you were nearly four hundred miles northeast of here, just outside the City of Needles. An ancient automaton, wise but wounded, broke through the floor of a windrider repair shop (on a hill outside of town, pictured) and sent you on a quest. Or, for those less interested in grand narratives, hired you to deliver a payload to a target. Apparently a big rock, up beyond the sky, is going to fall and kill approximately everyone, unless you reach it first and blow it up in just the right way.

Your advance payment included a set of three chainpods: swift, efficient, and versatile amphibious vehicles. Unfortunately they're designed to seat one person each, and there are six of you, so things have been a bit cramped... but even so, from Thaemor's capital to the mouth of Cerdyn's Pass in just one night! Conventional armies might count themselves lucky to march that route in less than a month. It's autumn, and you're barely a third of the way to the Light'ning Beanstalk, which isn't even the true destination so much as another bottleneck on your route, but such dizzying speed leaves you pondering the possibility of a victorious return before winter.

Up ahead, past the next switchback, there's the town of Hallux, stopover point for trade caravans (though it's late in the year to be busy with that now, snow and ice might block the pass before normal wagons made it through), plus a moderately famous apothecary and bathhouse fed by natural hot springs. Some of you have family there.
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No. 1034929 ID: f57349
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The hot spring encountered a fatal error and shut down.
No. 1034930 ID: f57349

Burning house at point A will collapse in 19 rounds, killing anyone still trapped inside. Villagers at point B may be in even more immediate danger, since they've been cornered by a pack of magma weasels. Installation at point C is making enough noise to be noticeable despite the distance and panicked screaming, indicating a severe malfunction. Finally, point D has wagons, draft animals, and their handlers, all stuck on a slowly shrinking island surrounded by molten rock.

OP art by Strngy; map copied from Numenera: Destiny rulebook
Discussion: https://discord.gg/ZuGRZKD
Character sheets: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1P90ixXdsAnUzHTc9agVrOhUUZWvxACrPRCvUVzB2CDU

Introduce yourselves, declare your actions, and type or copy dice 20d20 into the e-mail field. This is Numenera, so players roll all the dice.
No. 1034935 ID: e5709d

rolled 19, 8, 2, 1, 3, 10, 10, 15, 5, 5, 6, 2, 20, 5, 1, 6, 12, 12, 20, 5 = 167

"I am a Lithe Nano who devours all knowledge."
Name: Sahara
Appearance: Shirazi-Mau girl

Sahara quickly interrogates some of the fleeing villagers, asking for a map of the spring's internal layout, if they know where their emergency fire extinguishers or the hot spring's emergency override is, and if there are any obscure passages out of this hellhole. As the villagers answer a paltry few of her questions, Sahara is distracted by the screams surrounding <Point A>. Ignoring the house on fire, Sahara does a quick smash-and-grab search of the surrounding houses for any civilians who have not left their homes, nabbing a combination of treasures that will soon be consumed by the fire anyway, and anything that might be used to rescue the people trapped in the critical zones.
No. 1034944 ID: f57349

Your character has been staying in Hallux as far back as you can clearly remember, two or three days at least, and is currently at point C, caught between the glitched-out Volcano Tamer installation (level 5) and six angry magma weasels.
The weasels are individually level 2, meaning you'd only need a 6 or better to hit (before other modifiers), but four of them ganging up on the same target attack as a single level 4 creature, meaning you'd need a 12 or better to defend (again, before other modifiers) and they might actually be able to inflict injury.
If you can get the installation back in working order, that'll probably stop additional lava flowing into town, meaning a lot less people dying or losing all their worldly possessions over then next few hours.
No. 1034945 ID: e5709d

rolled 12, 12, 9, 4, 7, 6, 10, 3, 15, 14, 12, 12, 16, 18, 9, 1, 16, 10, 1, 5 = 192

"I am a Tough Builder who Fuses Flesh With Steel. If we die here, I just want you to know that I always HATED THIS JOB, AND I QUIT!"
Reiko screams in bitter disarray as she desperately helps the other engineers with the 'repairs' to the geothermal stabilizer, which is currently spewing an output of encrypted text with the word 'nyan' interlaced at random intervals.

Reiko is at Point C. It has been about three months since she signed up as a temporary worker for the holiday season, as an apprentice for one of the geothermal engineers. Her experience, if she could register a review, would begin with the title "Zero-Sum Relaxation", as she has been underpaid, forced into overtime, harassed by visitors and staff alike for her disgusting cybernetics, sexually harassed by her mentor, and then 'inexplicably' bullied about her sexuality by everyone but her mentor. If she didn't get free access to the spa, she would have snapped and gone on a rampage. Again.

With this final insult to her latest career blunder, she wonders if she should have. Maybe less people would have died to this catastrophe.

If success:
"Okay, that bought the others some leeway, but I'm done with this unpaid overtime! Grab the Numenera, and head to the exit or the boats! We're getting out of this alive."
If failure:
"Does anyone even know what they're doing? You know what, screw this! I don't get paid enough to take ashen facials! Anyone who doesn't want to die, follow me to the-"

Ignore my previous post, sorry. Playing as a Builder named Reiko.
No. 1034950 ID: e9ea55
File 165522317512.png - (214.78KB , 600x600 , Saoirse Modern.png )

rolled 15, 12, 10, 9, 5, 10, 13, 19, 9, 13, 19, 3, 15, 16, 8, 7, 13, 3, 13, 18 = 230

"I'm a Risk-Taking Jack who Wields Words like Weapons!"
Saoirse declares, her porcelain skin already sweating from the heat.

She points to her partner, Paprika. "Go handle those Magma Weasels, try and scare them off if you can!" She directs, before rushing her way to point C. She was really more of a 'people' kind of intellectual, but she'd learned on the job before. As a matter of fact (Flex Skill), she'd spent the very previous day listening to some of the tech-heads talk about the installation, and she racks her brain for anything useful they might've brought up on the way to the installation.
No. 1034953 ID: 0bc06c
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rolled 20, 2, 9, 2, 17, 3, 13, 16, 1, 8, 2, 12, 3, 16, 1, 10, 1, 14, 18, 20 = 188

Jeez, okay, so time is of the essence, the fairly tall catgirl Jack freshly wearing the hood of an adventurer wordlessly decided. Time to go headlong into the burning building leaving the Chain pods for someone else to deal with as she will scout for survivors to drag as many people out as she can or die trying.
No. 1034960 ID: 3f01d5

Mask, so-called because of a distinct metal face-covering that mimics their expressions (and because they haven't given anyone a straight answer about their name) is a Passionate Glaive that Controls Beasts. An army deserter who joined up with the party to try and get out of town fast, and hopefully make enough money to invest in a lizard ranch while doing so.

Might Edge 1, Pool 13
Speed Edge 1, Pool 12
Intellect Edge 0, Pool 9
Combat Prowess with Melee.
Trained in armor, running, climbing, swimming and balancing.
Has inability in tasks requiring restraint or subtlety, and at crafting/salvaging/understanding numenera.
Inability: tasks requiring restraint or subtlety are hindered
Fighting moves:
-fleet of foot
-impressive display
Fever: bonus damage when angry
Fire inside: bonus can apply to almost anything related to your passion, but limited use per day
Equipment: clothing, 5 shins, lucerne with a shield, medium armor, level 7 community beacon, level 5 motion sensor, and a metallic mask that fits perfectly, and changing expression when you do.

Has an exceptional Laak as an animal companion- small, green-skinned venomous lizards, hunt larger prey in groups by climbing onto it and biting vulnerable spots.
No. 1034963 ID: 3f01d5

rolled 18, 7, 5, 6, 14, 17, 18, 8, 19, 14, 18, 18, 3, 9, 6, 15, 1, 7, 17, 14 = 234

Mask tries to get the chain pods as close to point C as possible, to make unloading the barrel of tools as easy as possible.

"Wise-man! You go with the debtor- I have faith the two of you will stop whatever has gone afoul with the springs. Spicy one- you can stop things from burning, yes? Can you make us a bridge to get those pack animals across this molten slag? I'll work with soft-foot to get the burning building evacuated, but if there's time between getting those weasels away, it may be smart to bring an ax, just in case- those merchants probably have one, and I imagine the high-born can get to us quickly enough with her displays of speed."

If we can't find anything sufficiently thick, wide, and long (not clear how big the rivulets of lava surrounding D are) then Mask with toss the syringe component of the community beacon to Natalina, and stick the end point at the chain pods.
No. 1035005 ID: 287555

rolled 18, 10, 15, 6, 20, 10, 1, 6, 11, 13, 7, 6, 11, 1, 20, 7, 12, 7, 16, 20 = 217

>The hot spring encountered a fatal error and shut down.
This adventure is off to a terrible start.

Natalina is a the cultured arkus who shreds the walls of the world. Well-raised and educated, with a rapier on her hip and fine pillbox hat on her head, she seeks to make a name for herself, and in doing so, restore her family's name. A rock killing approximately everyone poses a definite determent to her own interests, but also an opportunity.

"Eliznyabeth!" Natalina calls out as the group begins to disperse. "Your gravity-changer would be a great help to Paprika in diverting the lava flow!" While the beast-woman might be well suited towards rescuing those trapped in the burning building (point A), that tool might be of more use assisting in another task.

Natalina herself will accompany Mask to site B, as the townspeople there appear in most dire need, and unless the beast tamer managers to quickly divert the beasts, fending off molten wildlife while covering civilians is more than a one-person job. Her disrupting blade might be able to harm even rocky biology, if necessary. Perhaps make use of her Understanding power on the magma weasels while we're moving into position?
No. 1035011 ID: 97a765

rolled 19, 18, 11, 2, 18, 3, 9, 6, 14, 7, 5, 13, 2, 20, 4, 17, 17, 19, 17, 8 = 229

Paprika is a Graceful Glaive...


>"Go handle those Magma Weasels, try and scare them off if you can!"
>"Spicy one- you can stop things from burning, yes?"

She snaps back to the present. "Um. What?"

>"Can you make us a bridge ..."

"A bridge...?" her companions are already scrambling off. She approaches the lava flow in a daze and spends precious seconds staring transfixed through the roiling air, through the burning buildings and off into space. In the midst of her reverie Paprika comes to realize four things: that the screaming all around her is actually happening, and lives are in danger, and this time she can do something about it.

Oh right. And also that she [i]Bears a Halo of Fire[i]. Paprika steels herself and begins scrounging through the nearby buildings for something big enough to bridge the gap.
No. 1035099 ID: 3f01d5

rolled 12, 12, 13, 6, 11, 1, 20, 18, 5, 11, 1, 8, 11, 14, 16, 10, 20, 10, 16, 8 = 223

I'm a Mystical Wright who Adjures the Leviathan. Also known as Grundlehaven Havespont. I'm an old old old man who is mechanically adept but has a poor attitude. I'm a magic mechanic who has a bit of a problem streak with an interest in the dead and a disinterest in the living. It's fine though my party doesn't need to know the mistakes I've made in my youth.

Appearance: A fat old man with poor posture, long grey and white hair, with a big gut and skinny legs. Typically with a walking stick and a tool belt on.

Getting out of the pod and seeing the explosion it's nothing crazier than I've seen in my youth. Though the screaming people tend to get a little irate when you act like what's happening to them isn't as big a deal to you as it is to them. Already having accepted a death toll higher than anyone is happy about ol Grundle perks his ears up when told to go help with the broken machinery. He stretches a bit and then heads that direction ignoring the OSHA hazard signs. Likely because some poor shmuck ignored safety regulations in order to get the job done faster. That's how this stuff always starts out.

Over at <point C> he takes stock of the situation. He sees a young (everyone is young to him) lady (assumed) also distressed about the machine and yells over to her.
"Glitched out Volcano Tamer eh? I'm too old and frail to be getting near that much heat We need to find some sort of PPE before we can head straight into that mess! You have any idea what's going on with this thing youngin? I've dealt with things like this but nothing exactly like it so I can only try to fix it with vauge guesses. If you're more specialized. I'd be happy to help with more detailed work!"

He's going to look for protective gear to don before attempting to fix anything. He's also going to look for some sort of external controls that may allow insight into what's going wrong with the machine or if it can be controlled externally without getting into the nitty gritty area. After all what if it just needs a soft reset?
No. 1035105 ID: f57349

Eliznyabeth, who was driving since she knows the terrain and has the best night vision, parks the front pod just south of point A, pops the lid, and disembarks. Natural 20, so major additional effect: whiplash from that abrupt stop and perfectly timed disconnect sends the other two pods careening off in useful directions. Actual rescue efforts can start next round, or you could take Natalina's advice and fling the "down" sign to Paprika, Saorise, or Grundle, who may be in a better position to make use of it.
As you walk up to the burning house [a level 4 problem, so base target number is 12+] and start to look for a suitable entry point, one of the locals turns, sees you, and mumbles something like "Alive? A miracle..." It's possible they've mistaken you for either your mom (though it's unclear how they would've gotten word so quick), or your geologist cousin Elanyah, who you were hoping to meet here.

Natalina and Mask roll up to the small battle at point B, jogging backward atop a pair of barrels.
Natalina studies the pattern of the magma weasels' pack tactics, selects and readies an oversized wrought-iron fireplace poker (from the barrel of forge and kitchen supplies) to avoid staining her ancestral dueling blade with an unworthy beast's blood, or worse yet detempering the edge with excessive heat. Counts as a heavy weapon, so she's not proficient and needs both hands, but could still hit level 2 enemies like these on a 9+ even before available bonuses from Understanding, Learned, and/or Effort, and six damage means only needing to hit once each.
Mask comes to a stop by flipping the (still sealed) water barrel up on its end, creating a small stable patch of high ground. Should be easily visible for addressing the crowd, and defensible since magma weasels may be reluctant to climb something so cold and damp. Pet lizard, dizzy and frightened by all the excitement, mistakenly fetches the lid of Davina's barrel rather than Mask's actual shield, but that works out okay since opening up said barrel enables townsfolk to arm themselves.
Two human extras and three weasels are injured in the first round, none critically. You also meet Tayle the Chirurgeon, a slender man covered in tattoos. He's nominally in charge of whatever's left of local medical services, as of a few minutes ago when both his maternal grandparents (about whom Reiko Droptable had an unending litany of complaints) were reduced to ash. They were in bed together, sound asleep; it might have even been painless. Odd that the flames would be such a bright green.

Paprika, launched west-north-west and upward as a chainpod splits in half and flips over around her (don't worry, it's supposed to do that... sort of...) surveys the wider situation from above and rejects it, refuses to fall back in, tries to bend the burning horror toward a happier outcome by force of will like some recurring lucid dream. Minor additional effect from that natural 19 provides an extra short distance movement beyond what Fleet Of Foot would normally allow, in the form of a semi-controlled gliding descent - preview of personal flight capability that'll be unlocked at a higher tier.
Search for suitable building materials comes to a successful conclusion with awkward but upright landing on a tile roof just east of point D: loose ceramic half-pipe sections skitter down past Paprika's feet, and those that land in the lava stream float as comfortably as corks in water. Seems the reddish-black type is naturally low-density and heat resistant, so reinforcing that further with spray-on fireproof coating should be suitable foundation for a miniature pontoon bridge.
Five or ten minutes to do all the work yourself, maybe as little as ten rounds with enough others helping. One such span would be enough to let ordinary people walk across single file in relative safety. Not sure it'd be able to bear an aneen's weight, but they could probably just hop across even without a bridge, if unencumbered and encouraged by herding instincts to meet a familiar handler on the other side. For wagons you'd need two such spans, carefully aligned to match the wheel spacing.

Saorise ends round one sprinting straight down the middle of Hallux's main street, a short distance southeast of Paprika, well positioned for a jump over lava next round. Might be close enough to plug that enhancement cypher into the volcano tamer on round 3, but if repairs aren't complete yet when you do, it'll just end up doing the wrong thing all that much more vigorously. Higher effective level would also make subsequent repair attempts nearly impossible until the enhancer burned itself out.

Reiko rips loose an access panel and swings it behind her, fending off most of the nearby magma weasels for a few moments. One gets past (thanks to that 4 you rolled), bouncing up over the rest and biting through a sleeve, but lets out a teakettle-like wail of dismay upon discovering that Ms. Lastname's arm is made of tougher stuff than the weasel's own niobium-alloy teeth. No damage.
Figured out what's wrong with the machine, now it's just a matter of re-tensioning a loose drive belt and degaussing resonator tubes. Two more rounds if all goes well.

Grundle is keeping pace a step or two behind Saorise, but not easily, and much less confident about a jump. Planning to follow the gambler's shortcut? Circle around to the south, slower but safer? Turn back toward point B and seize a magma weasel's tiny little mind, to make it your minion temporarily and take pressure off teammates?
No. 1035206 ID: 97a765

rolled 15, 15, 13, 19, 12, 14, 10, 11, 9, 11, 6, 12, 12, 4, 7, 16, 3, 4, 15, 7 = 215

>maybe as little as ten rounds with enough others helping

Paprika will start collecting/treating roof tiles and shout to any nearby residents to encourage them to come help her make this pontoon bridge. She'll also try to signal to the trapped handlers to be ready to cross.
No. 1035207 ID: e5709d

rolled 2, 6, 11, 20, 6, 7, 6, 7, 19, 12, 2, 19, 19, 3, 1, 13, 10, 1, 10, 9 = 183

Reiko quickly pins the magma weasel to the ground and chops it into tiny pieces (1 Might Effort). With the immediate threat neutralized, she assesses the situation, trying to find at least one engineer who survived so they can fix the two issues while she holds the other five weasels off. To her dismay, none of the other engineers survived. In fact, none of the corpses belonged to security. Most importantly, a majority of the corpses have some degree of burns or heat damage. They are not supposed to be flammable.

Realization dawns with a seething fury as she realizes this was either a setup or an act of pure incompetence. The Volcano Tamer needed qualified engineers with resistance to fire and a skeleton crew of guards who also had a resistance to fire, to prevent anyone or anything from causing this specific situation from happening, especially with fragile heat-collecting components. Neither were present at the time of the breach, and even Reiko was supposed to be elsewhere; she disobeyed her orders and went on a break to get some time to clear her head. The other specialists and talented engineers were likely reassigned to where she was supposed to be; the northern districts of the town, where... well.

Anger courses through her, and she channels it into a bestial howl of feral frenzy to intimidate the remaining weasels into retreating to go kill someone else (1 Intellect Effort), so she can concentrate on fixing the machine.
No. 1035210 ID: e9ea55

rolled 2, 19, 10, 4, 14, 17, 11, 19, 4, 12, 9, 7, 9, 11, 17, 7, 6, 6, 4, 10 = 198

Saoirse continued to dash forward, still racking her mind for that information. Where needed, she used her quarterstaff to pole vault over the narrower flows of magma.

Her main focus was just getting to where she needed to be. Sure, she could save the citizens, but unless someone got to the device behind this calamity, they'd soon have to deal with a caravan of traumatized survivors with no hope of getting their home back. And that just didn't sit right with her.
No. 1035220 ID: e9ea55

((Alright, so, as I'm following up that 2 with a Pressing Your Luck (since that's what I'd do if I didn't know my very next roll would be on the opposite end of the spectrum) and invoking a GM intervention, I believe that's +1 EXP to me and one person of my choosing, so, Grundlehaven, enjoy a point of EXP for whatever magic trick follows Saoirse sticking her pole in lava.

And before you say it, no, that came out exactly as I meant it to.))
No. 1035223 ID: aa8cad

rolled 18, 11, 6, 9, 9, 5, 18, 14, 15, 15, 4, 16, 7, 20, 5, 19, 18, 20, 12, 18 = 259

A two-handed stance might not be what she usually favored, but this was certainly the better tool for the job.

"Have at you, you molten miscreants!" Natalina calls out, bringing her fireplace poker down on the nearest magma weasel. Mechanically, applying bonuses from understanding, learned, and effort (at the cost of 3 points from her Speed pool).
No. 1035249 ID: 89895c

rolled 13, 6, 12, 14, 1, 1, 6, 19, 2, 18, 15, 20, 12, 6, 10, 12, 15, 12, 9, 8 = 211

Questions regarding the dubiously accurate identity that people are assigning to her can come later, for now she will try to splinter the beam blocking the door with her gauntlet blades, at least enough that she can move a piece of it out of the way for people to escape.

"How many other people are in here?" She would ask to the one person who said that she was a miracle
No. 1035508 ID: 3f01d5

rolled 14, 16, 16, 7, 6, 7, 4, 11, 20, 16, 1, 9, 8, 19, 6, 10, 8, 3, 20, 15 = 216

>Natalina and Mask roll up to the small battle at point B, jogging backward atop a pair of barrels.

"Poor beasts probably have no idea what's going on. We needn't slaughter them- just push them back away from the villagers. We can worry about questing after them once the damage in town is under control!"

It was suggested in the discord that I could use the combat maneuver "Impressive Display" to try and increase my chances of intimidating them. Haven't read up on all the rules yet, but that sounds like a fine plan of action to me. If that involves having at attack one of them for the intimidation to work, lets just make sure we go for non-lethal force.
No. 1035510 ID: 3f01d5

rolled 9, 9, 2, 5, 19, 12, 12, 19, 11, 10, 11, 12, 7, 8, 1, 9, 2, 5, 15, 7 = 185

Fast and quick! No time to waste and my companions can handle foul creatures for now. Who's to say there isn't an infestation where I could actually be useful!
No. 1035512 ID: f57349

Reiko grabs the weasel that bit her, throws it down, and stomps hard enough to hammer it into the ground like a tent-peg. It's prone and stunned (thanks to that 20 on defense), but not all that badly injured - landed on a relatively soft patch of drit, and shoe leather isn't the best weapon against hot rocks. Switching to a proper blade would mean setting down tools needed for the repair work, and it's bad enough having some weird critter grab the shiny stuff under non-emergency conditions.
Manage to block some of the other weasels' attacks (with that 6) but overall the pack is starting to find your vulnerable spots. Needed a 12 to stop the level 4 swarm attack, only rolled an 11. Armor reduces the hit's final damage to 2.

Saoirse misjudges the distance, or perhaps misconstrues lava as working like brightly-colored water that's unsafe to touch. Turns out it's denser and more viscous, too. Pole sinks in to the middle of the first stream, enabling a successful vault across onto the strip of solid ground just south of point D, but, almost like a fishing spear, gets stuck on some great wriggling mass which is dragged back up along with it. Continuing the momentum, Saoirse flips her staff overhead, trebuchet-launching most of the glob toward the shore of the lake, then completes the second jump as originally planned.
Complication due to pressing your luck: the glob unfolds into four more magma weasels who are not at all happy about someone, first of all, interrupting their nap, second, throwing them onto damp sand, and third, apparently standing in the way of them getting back to a comfortably warm environment.
Quarterstaff is also on fire. That must be why glassblowers use metal pipes rather than, say, bamboo.
One point of damage from spending most of the round in close proximity to lava. Magma ferrets aren't quite in melee range yet, thanks to that 19, but if you run straight toward the installation you'll be simultaneously setting off their chase instinct and getting yourself surrounded.
Good news about that is, could use Fleet of Foot to move a short distance north and toss the Installation Enhancer to Reiko as one action, then draw off all the weasels on the west side of town so she can work uninterrupted.

Grudlehaven clears the first jump, but, lacking Fleet of Foot, stumbles and falls after landing on the island a short distance south of point D. Also takes 1 point of damage due to lava proximity. Could get back up and attempt the second jump next round, but without room for a full running start it'll be a lot harder - need a 15+, or 12+ with Effort.

Natalina flattens the two largest magma weasels at once, but gets splashed with yellow-hot innards in the process: four damage, meaning she only has one Might left.
Not sure either of that pair are actually dead - might just be some vomit-equivalent. Definitely took them out of the fight, though.

Mask roars and stomps the ground, spending one Might (after Edge discount) on Impressive Display. Several weasels bite into his ersatz barrel-top shield, so he flings it like a discus and most of the pack goes chasing after, due west toward the southernmost tongue of lava. Could retrieve and ready actual shield next round.

Townsfolk at point B have been rescued, with few enough injuries they can go on to provide assistance elsewhere. Could reach point A in two rounds, or Paprika's bridge construction project in three.

Eliznyabeth hacks away at the fallen beam, but it'll take four more good hits before the way is clear. Five people are believed to be inside: Mia Xan the diplomat, her spouse, their two children, and some overnight guest. Rumor mill disagrees on guest's exact identity, but definitely young, and lacking family resemblance to the others.

>She'll also try to signal to the trapped handlers to be ready to cross.
Aram the stablemaster, a tall spindly man with no hair, shouts back that at the rate the drit's eroding, they've got maybe nine or ten minutes before the wainwright's workshop catches fire. Between sawdust, oil, and dry dung, the rest will go soon after. He's got eight aneen plus a miniature albino, half a dozen carts loaded with sacks of early-ripening millet, five hired hands, and (though he doesn't quite say this out loud) no plan, until you came along. None of the six are particularly skilled carpenters, but they do know how to move heavy things.
He'll start directing the aneen to tear out some beams of suitable size with their forelimbs, while Paprika gets the tiles ready. Freeing up the crowd from point B would provide an adequate workforce for both ends at once.

Now that some of you have 1 xp, options for how that may be spent:
*Reroll a die, taking your choice among the results
*Refuse a GM intrusion (though that means you don't gain XP from it)
*Attempt a ranged attack against a target farther away than would otherwise be possible, or whose exact position is unknown
*Various other immediate "dumb luck" advantages
...or of course you could save it up toward more lasting effects. Short- and Medium-term are 2 xp each, long-term 3 xp, permanent 4 xp, can't hold more than ten unspent.
In the case of GM intrusions forced by rolling a 1, spending xp to refuse also gets you a reroll. If the reroll is another 1, I'll come up with a different intrusion and you can pick which you'd prefer, or spend another point to reroll again. More generally, you can keep rerolling the same die until you either get a result you're satisfied with or run out of banked xp, though this isn't usually advisable.
No. 1035514 ID: f57349

Looks like I misread, Natalina should actually be at 4/8 Might and 6/9 Speed.
No. 1035519 ID: 3f01d5

rolled 17, 14, 14, 4, 12, 12, 9, 1, 15, 20, 5, 14, 3, 13, 7, 10, 3, 20, 20, 19 = 232

>Townsfolk at point B have been rescued, with few enough injuries they can go on to provide assistance elsewhere. Could reach point A in two rounds, or Paprika's bridge construction project in three.

Mask swings their lucerne overhead in a slow, circular motion- the way one might swing a lasso, or posture of a crowd in a spectator sport.

"I need two strong hands, to rally with me towards a burning home! If we work together we should be able to break those inside free of the rubble and evacuate! The rest of you, rally behind the noblewoman! The rest of the town is still ablaze, but together we can overcome this inferno and set upon the tasks ahead!"

With a shout, Mask then thrusts their weapon in the direction of the burning building and storms to help Eliznyabeth excavate those trapped inside.
No. 1035520 ID: 3f01d5

rolled 6, 19, 5, 18, 15, 19, 4, 8, 14, 18, 18, 6, 7, 15, 2, 10, 4, 3, 17, 16 = 224

Grundle screams extremely loudly cursing heavily at the searing hot pain of the lava. Its mostly a bark not a bite issue though as it hurts but not enough to stop him from bouncing back up. He leaps up as quickly as he can and runs towards the fatter part of island that hasn't sunk yet. He runs towards Paprika and notices the attempts at the bridge

"If we can get enough stability I can help control the beasts fashioning the wagon to get peoples livelihoods across!"

Turning to the townsfolk hes going to attempt to pacify them enough to get them structured enough to help.

"The island is sinking but we have more than enough hands to help get everyone across. We can work together to save everyone including the beasts"

If success: Take instructions from Paprika to help identify materials on our side to make the bridge sturdier and fill it more quickly. Look around for objects that could with my crafting materials theoretically help stabilize the bridge enough to hold the beasts and animals.

If fail: follow through alone simply aiming for tiles to help the people or any other buoyant material
No. 1035526 ID: 287555

rolled 2 + 1 = 3

>Natalina [...] gets splashed with yellow-hot innards in the process: four damage
Ssssss-ow, ow, yes, definitely the right decision not to stick the ancestral blade in that.

>Townsfolk at point B have been rescued, with few enough injuries they can go on to provide assistance elsewhere. Could reach point A in two rounds, or Paprika's bridge construction project in three.

>"I need two strong hands, to rally with me towards a burning home! If we work together we should be able to break those inside free of the rubble and evacuate! The rest of you, rally behind the noblewoman! The rest of the town is still ablaze, but together we can overcome this inferno and set upon the tasks ahead!"
Natalina will direct the the remaining rescued townsfolk, minus the duo accompanying Mask, to support Paprika's bridge-building.

She'll take a moment to catch her breath and make a recovery roll.
No. 1035766 ID: e5709d

rolled 13, 19, 13, 19, 8, 7, 16, 8, 16, 10, 4, 15, 13, 15, 13, 6, 14, 4, 16, 1 = 230

"Broken town with racist guests and an idiot manager and a sex-starved wife and a rotted maintenance system and I hate these ferrets no hate these fire NO HATE HATE HATE THESE MAGMA MUSTELIDAE MOTHERF-"

Reiko has begun screaming her head off. She directs it towards the magma weasels.
Intimidate (Intelligence + Effort)
No. 1035800 ID: e9ea55

rolled 8, 15, 9, 2, 20, 11, 14, 7, 2, 4, 14, 3, 9, 5, 16, 5, 11, 13, 10, 10 = 188

Saoirse takes a deep breath, quickly extinguishing her staff by whipping it through the air fast enough to suffocate the flames, and she tenses her legs. Her duster was sturdy, even slightly flame resistant, but she couldn't rely on it when swarmed by a bunch of weasels that count volcanic magma as a comfortable napping spot.

So, she smirks, "Oh, by all means, head back to your beds, I ain't gonna stop you." And then, she dashes, mindful of the weasels, stepping evasively around them to try and make her way to Reiko's side as soon as possible (1 Effort level to evade the Weasels, that's 4 speed pool spent, thanks to the duster/light armor). And in doing so, she demonstrates how quick she really is, covering an impressive distance in a short time (Fleet of Foot activated).
No. 1035804 ID: f57349

Mask uses fleet of foot to move a short distance while also rallying the townsfolk. Tayle the chirurgeon follows Mask toward point A, saying something about smoke inhalation, accompanied by some other local who has a prosthetic nose and looks like they lift heavy things for a living. The three of them will arrive next round. Mask can start helping Eliznyabeth immediately on arrival, other two the round after that.

>rolled 13, 6
Eliznyabeth continues clearing debris from the burning house's doorway. Some timber shifts unexpectedly, and her blade gets stuck. Soon enough it's loose again but that's still a few precious seconds wasted.

Grundlehaven reaches the semi-abandoned wainwright's workshop. At a glance, plenty of tools and materials which could come in handy for a simple carpentry job. Could start on that immediately... or could try Adjure Creature, plus a level of Effort (total cost of 4 intellect after Edge discount), to help get the aneen under control. Normal aneen are not "of the Leviathan," subject to such influences, but four of these nine seem to be.

Natalina recovers to Might 8/9, Speed 10/13, and could use the Learned special ability again. Her next recovery roll will require ten minutes of rest, which is unlikely to be possible before the current encounter is over.

Magma weasels from point B reach the southernmost tongue of lava and dive in. Those that were injured, short of incapacitation, will be fully healed in a few rounds. Lid from the barrel of iron tools is mostly charcoal now, will need to be replaced.

Paprika has a set of twenty roof tiles, six inches wide each, picked out, stacked, and sprayed with fireproof coating. Next step is to scrounge up some grade of tar or synth that'll melt just enough to keep them firmly stuck to the underside of a solid beam, but not so much that it drips or boils away completely. Two more rounds until reinforcements from point B arrive.

Reiko's intimidation succeeds, though it probably had less to do with the audible obscenities, more a matter of imitating the magnetic profile of some deep-underground predator. Reiko's Might is at 11/14, Intellect 14/16. Magma weasels which were targeting her depart to the southeast, joining with the group Saoirse dredged up.

Saoirse twirls her staff fast enough to extinguish it, but one end is still thinly coated in rock warm enough to flow like sealing wax, so there's some risk of spontaneous reignition. She also successfully dances between the bulk of the magma-weasel onslaught, and is now within arm's reach of point C. One of them does get a lucky hit in (from that roll of 2), which armor reduces to a single point of damage. Saoirse's Might is at 8/10, Speed is at 10/14.
No. 1035825 ID: 287555

rolled 6, 14, 20, 15, 12, 13, 12, 3, 11, 5, 2, 10, 1, 6, 5, 15, 15, 14, 13, 19 = 211

Recovered, Natalina ties a handkerchief around her lower face and then activates Phase Sprint, rushing off to the burning house at point A, passing Mask, Tayle and co. on the way. One hand on her pillbox hat, the arkus leaps through the front window of the burning home, near Eliznyabeth, with the intent of helping clear the entrance from the other side.

Speed Pool drops to 9/13. Intending to apply the speed defense bonus from Phase Sprint towards getting through the window safely, and since she's near Eliznyabeth, the Jack's connection should apply towards easing the task.
No. 1035828 ID: e5709d

rolled 9, 5, 19, 13, 17, 12, 10, 14, 5, 18, 9, 8, 10, 7, 16, 11, 18, 5, 18, 12 = 236

Reiko massages her neck with her free hand, and then gets to work repairing the Volcano Tamer. If only she had a repair cypher, but oh well...
No. 1035988 ID: f57349

Natalina dives through the window, adjusting her angle of approach in response to a last-second shout from Eliznyabeth about the house's internal layout. Could've been bad, but now she's inside, ready to start either finding people to rescue or hacking away at the debris from the other side.

>rolled 13, 6, 12
Eliznyabeth continues clearing debris from the burning house's doorway. Three more good hits before the way is clear.

>rolled 17, 14
Mask aids Eliznyabeth in opening an escape route. Two more to go, at this rate the family should be safe at the end of the next round.

Paprika shouts a request to Aram the stablemaster, which he relays to Grundlehaven, and moments later a suitable bucket of tar is lobbed back across the lava. Crafting proceeds. One more round until reinforcements from point B arrive.

Reiko gets the resonance tubes at least partly degaussed. Re-tension that belt and hopefully it'll start working correctly again.

>rolled 8, 15, 9, 2, 20
Saoirse gives it an elbow-tap like the Fonz, dislodging some drit from the spring-loaded lever which supports the drive belt's tensioning wheel. Volcano tamer's sound profile settles back down as a soothing purr, rising into an exultant chorus as the bulky cypher is installed and begins augmenting it.

Molten rock is slurped back uphill to the north. House at point A is still on fire, but could plausibly be extinguished by bucket brigade. Stables at point D are still surrounded by a moat of dangerously hot goo, so that bridge will be useful for evacuating them, but the drit is no longer rapidly eroding.

Something roughly the size and shape of a juvenile cragworm emerges from the retreating lava, silhouetted against the horizon off the north edge of the map. At current rate of approach it'll arrive at either point C or point D in about five minutes.
Also, twenty magma weasels are converging on Saoirse.
No. 1035990 ID: e9ea55

rolled 20, 15, 6, 9, 8, 19, 16, 12, 1, 12, 19, 8, 4, 2, 18, 7, 14, 11, 3, 5 = 209

With a flick of the wrist, Saoirse produces a pair of cards from her sleeve, still holding the quarterstaff in one hand. Idly, she glances down and checks the suites- Ten of Clubs and Nine of Hearts. She doesn't bother identifying the beasts displayed in place of hearts and clubs, they were all outside her wheelhouse anyway. She smirks, readying the cards for throwing just as soon as the Weasels got close enough.

"You can either hurry your asses back to bed, or learn just how sharp these cards really are!" She shouts to the weasels, trying to get some of them to leave. Not that they spoke Truth, she figured, but hey, maybe some of them would tire of chasing her?
No. 1036001 ID: e9ea55

((Small change of plans- expending a level of effort on a Misdirect Blame on the weasels. I'm not sure how they'd be misdirected... but hopefully it leads to a "free my people" sorta scene.))
No. 1036002 ID: e9ea55

((Alright, so, my plan over the next few minutes is to aid in the rescue effort- if the Misdirect Blame is successful, probably by coordinating my new horde of weasels in the effort. I'll assist in breaking open entrances to rescue the trapped, primarily.))
No. 1036012 ID: 3f01d5

rolled 11, 13, 8, 14, 17, 11, 9, 20, 13, 4, 6, 19, 3, 6, 16, 15, 10, 13, 8, 10, 9, 19, 20, 3, 2, 18, 13, 8, 11, 15, 7, 12, 7, 18, 13, 10, 10, 13, 5, 14, 3, 6, 17, 9, 2, 3, 10, 13, 9, 6, 13, 13, 6, 5, 17, 17, 18, 2, 2, 12 = 636

Plan over the next five minutes is to ensure the safety of the townsfolk, get everyone properly equipped since it seems like some of our gear might still be in the chain pods? And then... hm, hard to say for sure, first instinct is to evacuate in case whatever is coming down the mountain is hostile. Get everyone loaded into the chain pods, ready to evacuate, "borrow" an Aneen (with permission) to ride up and meet the thing in case we can parlay with it, while bringing a something that could act as a portable flare to give an advanced signal in case it's not.
No. 1036032 ID: 287555

rolled 8, 5, 17, 14, 5, 10, 14, 17, 20, 6, 7, 6, 1, 8, 2, 1, 18, 5, 11, 1 = 176

Once inside, with Mask's group arriving to assist Eliznyabeth, Natalina will trust them to finish clearing the doorway. The arkus will set off locate the family inside and lead them to safety.

Phase Sprint should still be active, which will help search quickly, and in avoiding tripping over furniture or debris. Training in perception might apply, and if not, I'm willing to apply Learned for effective training in search and rescue. The cultured adventurer will let phase sprint lapse when assisting the diplomat's family back towards the door, to avoid possible Disrupting Touch mishaps. Applying speed Effort to the attempt, so Natalina's speed pool drops to 6/13.

Assuming that goes well, the next priority is probably to continue assisting the evacuation of the town before... whatever that is gets here. Even if the lava flow has halted, it's still not exactly safe in this area, and sticking around to extinguish the burning house is putting property above lives. Helping organize and coordinate that seems like an Intellect-based action, and I'd be willing to spend Effort on it. (Which would reduce Natalina's Intellect pool to 10/12).

Seems like it would be a good idea to determine what's coming, if possible, to determine an appropriate response. Is it something the locals are familiar with, or that Grundle recognizes as the one who Abjures the Leviathan? Does it ring a bell from Natalina's own training in history (perhaps this beast has risen before)?
No. 1036041 ID: 3f01d5

Grundlehaven seeing an opening to talk to the beasts takes it! He wants to calm them and then maybe by calming them he can get the townsfolk to follow his calm demenor into helping with the bridge! Screaming at the top of his lungs hes going to make big definitely necessary wavy motions with his arms and say.
"ONE OF YOU WHOS BLOOD BOILS WITH BLOODLUST SHALL TURN IT DOWN TO LIKE A SIMMER" as he tries to abdjure the leviathan in one of the abdeens.
No. 1036045 ID: 3f01d5

rolled 14, 1, 6, 6, 17, 8, 19, 12, 19, 2, 4, 12, 8, 9, 10, 4, 19, 2, 2, 1 = 175

No. 1036059 ID: 97a765

rolled 15, 2, 18, 5, 16, 7, 20, 13, 10, 11, 2, 16, 11, 16, 4, 10, 5, 12, 3, 17 = 213

Once reinforcements arrive, Paprika will instruct them to finish her bridge.

>ride up and meet the thing
>bringing a something that could act as a portable flare

Then she'll grab her spear and hop onto Mask's borrowed aneen to accompany them on their sally.
No. 1036115 ID: e5709d

rolled 2 + 2 = 4

"What did you... systems diagnostic reads green. Lava flow is decelerating to a crawl - wait, flow rate is negative? Did you install some kind of virus?! How can- oh."
As the lava pulls back into the volcano and reverts to a chronically inappropriate baby volcano, Reiko collapses on the floor, exhausted. Roll for recovery.
"Ooooooh, that's a relief. Thanks for dropping in, Ma'am. If you're wondering what is going on, someone laid off all the engineers and forced us mechanics to work overtime because he didn't want to pay a professional for 'waving a stick and chanting eight-letter words'. Then the moron tried to fix the machine by twirling a dousing rod and praying to nonexistent machine-spirits. Yeah. And our chief engineer specifically told us there are no machine-spirits in this area because it's too hot for them to survive. When I objected to his safety 'standards', he banned me from this building! It turns out he didn't even leave security to protect the other mechanics! When I find that bastard, I'm going to plow his wife in front of him..."
Reiko then realizes Saoirse is looking at her funny.
"... Wait, it's 'consensual'. His output has been trying to come onto me for weeks. I bet they both survived, since those two never shut up about spending all our working hours cruising on their lowsailer. Also, I call dibs on the lowsailer; after three months of this hell for minimum wage, and now this, I so deserve the compensation."
Reiko stands up. Reiko grabs her equipment, and also loots any other non-essential items from the building since their owners are currently half-eaten charred corpses. Her halberd, some jury-rigged armor, the uneaten lunches (ooh, choco-chewies), the usual.

Minutes pass...

"Please, take me with you. The entire town is going to accuse me of sabotage. Those racist assholes lost their minds and dedicated ten whole days to dissing me for being weird, they'll be frothing with murderlust by now. I can fix up your machines and salvage old tech-scrap. It won't be permanent; I just need to stay on the road for a... few more months. Then I can go back to my regular job, back in... well, that's neither here nor there.
And take this. You earned it."
Reiko offers her psychic defense cypher to Saoirse, as payment for the repair cypher. And then the giant worm squeals in the distance as twenty more molten-furred bastards romp forth.
"OH, COME ON! REALLY?! Look, we need to redirect all the monsters away from this building!"
No. 1036119 ID: e5709d

rolled 14, 1, 20, 9, 8, 18, 19, 18, 3, 19, 1, 4, 10, 19, 7, 17, 20, 19, 11, 6 = 243

Rolling for pillaging during the 5-minute downtime. If this action is not legitimate or rational, disregard this post.
No. 1036196 ID: e9ea55

Saoirse gives Reiko a slight disapproving look when she mentions... well... things best not repeated in polite company.

But then Reiko mentions that apparently it's been a long time coming, and Saoirse pauses and gives a thoughtful look. "Well... when you put it that way... guess I can't judge you too hard." She couldn't exactly claim to be that much better. She didn't always check for a ring on the girls she flirted with, and Paprika more than once had to save her from an irate spouse. She was just glad the lovable meathead had the patience to put up with her.


When Reiko offered her cypher, Saoirse immediately pushed it back into Reiko's hands. "Keep it. You clearly know what it does better than I do." She points at the cypher attached to the volcano tamer, "And to be quite honest, I probably shouldn't be messing with things I don't understand." She says, with not an ounce of regret for having done it.
((Will add more when our host James clarifies the situation.))
No. 1036443 ID: f57349

Saoirse, with help from Grundle and Mask, has incanted a terrible Befriending upon the magma weasels. The pack of twenty counts as a rank 3 horde with the Guerilla and Sapping modifiers, meaning they're excellent at sabotage, and could hit as hard as a hundred ordinary soldiers in a raid or skirmish, but would need further support to endure a prolonged pitched battle or even manage an orderly retreat. Retaining their loyalty over the longer term would cost 3xp from whoever wants to be in charge, and while they don't need conventional food or wages, keeping them safe from hypothermia while away from active volcanoes might require considerable quantities of firewood.

Mia Xan's house is successfully evacuated - both adults and all three children accounted for, in bad shape due to smoke inhalation (and her left eye is clicking and whirring more than normal) but eventual full recovery expected. Reiko Lastname even managed to save most of their heirloom-quality furniture before the roof came down.

Out of some two hundred residents in the town as a whole, there are only two confirmed fatalities so far, one missing-presumed, nine more have burns severe enough they maybe won't survive the week, and forty or fifty walking wounded. Two of the eight full-size aneen are injured - one by a carpentry accident, while the other stepped in a puddle of putrid boiling goo and is now hopping around awkwardly, unwilling to put weight on the affected foot - but that's still enough for all the available wagons.

If not for your timely arrival, it could have been much worse. Everybody gets 5 xp.

Eliznyabeth's relative in town is Elanyah the geologist, last seen headed up to the caldera to check on... well, what turned out to be a prelude to the eruption.
Any other PCs have family here? Could lock in one of the named NPCs (Mia Xan the diplomat, Tayle the chirurgeon, Aram the stablemaster) as a lasting friendly contact for 3 xp or, for free, declare some more strained relationship for potential later development.

Unfortunately, Hallux's troubles are far from over. That lake on the west side of town? Some chemical from the lava leached into the water. Hopefully it'll be safe to drink again after flooding from the spring thaw rinses it back out, but that's six months away, and they've barely got enough in jars and barrels to last six days. Between that and the heat, most of the fish seem to be dead, so, poof, there goes half the winter food supply. Not nearly enough intact houses, nor stockpiles of fuel, since they usually could just count on soaking in the hot springs to avoid freezing to death in bad weather. Pretty much everybody healthy enough to travel and with someplace safe to stay outside Cerdyn's Pass already left last week.

As locals discuss those grim prospects, option that keeps coming up is climbing the other flank of the valley, to camp out at "the I. of the C." It's a hard, all-day hike to get there (or maybe half an hour by chainpod), and probably haunted or something - explorers often come back missing random bits of gear, or fingers, and more than a few haven't come back at all - but there's definitely shelter to be had from winter storms.
No. 1036444 ID: f57349

Some 235 years and seven months ago, Natalina's great^13 aunt Munchausen went... well, sticking strictly to what's known with confidence, she went missing for at least three weeks, then turned up, half-naked and delirious, in a cave south of Legrash, less than two days' walk from where she'd been last seen. Simplest explanation would be that she'd spent the intervening time drunk, except for the fact that she had with her some medicinal fungi from Vebar in the Amorphous Fields, roughly twelve hundred miles to the southeast. Intact seal on the container showed that it had been packaged eleven days previous, and spent almost all the intervening time below sea level. Could not reasonably have been carried or flown over the mountains, nor slipped through a Legrashi customs inspection.
She claimed to have gone on a grand adventure, accompanied by, among others, an eel of monstrous size (who served as transportation) and a spirit of living smokeless fire - a djinn, or fallen angel, or something along those lines, exiled from the beard of the sun for some incomprehensibly alien transgression. The spirit could not speak to her directly in its own native language, but carried a sort of sword... or sword-like assistant, or disguised itself as a sword, or somehow intrinsically partook of sword-nature (the story is in an archaic dialect, full of poetic doubletalk)... and thereby spoke an "invisible migratory bird" language, which her sword - the exact same blade you now carry - was then able to easily translate to and from ordinary human speech.
There is no other remotely credible account of your ancestral sword talking, or indeed making unusual noise whatsoever beyond what would be expected of a normal inert piece of well-forged metal.

Until, at least, a few minutes ago. Sounds almost like there's a flock of disgruntled geese, or a criminally incompetent musician, stuck inside the scabbard.

>bwarp bwarp bwarp bwarp bwarp bwarp bwarp
>honk honk honk honk honk
>chirp chirp chirp
>hrongk hrongk

Grundle's shouting about weak points, antivenoms, seems to think a fight is unavoidable. Mask manages to rally a handful of armed locals into a shaky line across the northernmost sections of ground which have cooled off and solidified enough to safely walk on; Paprika and the weasels, being more heat resistant, form the front rank.

The lava eel glides to a stop, writhing spines relax and lay flat. It disgorges two beings who could only in the loosest sense be described as humanoid. First resembles a bright violet thundercloud with the size, shape, and motions of an ice skater. The other, striding ahead in the manner of a diligent bodyguard, seems initially to be clad head to toe in powered armor made from oddly angular plates of stone or ceramic. Skull-like helm has radiant red pinpoints in the eyesockets, and that gaze visibly sweeps through the haze of smoke like a ghostly fan. Flickering geometric scribbles linger for a few seconds across the surface of whatever catches its attention.
No. 1036455 ID: 287555

rolled 2, 17, 19, 17, 13, 4, 12, 14, 16, 9, 16, 19, 18, 7, 1, 10, 20, 2, 19, 14 = 249

"I suppose we shall see if great-aunt Munchausen's tale holds any merit. Give me what time you can, I will see if it is possible to translate."
Natalina, hanging back from the front lines, will draw her suddenly-singing sword and lay it across her palms, studying the vocalizations with intensity.

Spending 2 points from her Intellect pool (now at 10/12) to activate Babel focusing on the alleged "invisible migratory bird" language. That power takes ten minutes to complete however, so depending on how the timing lines up, she might not be done by the time first contact is made.
No. 1036456 ID: f57349

Initial noises may have just been a list of prime numbers, to convey "an intelligent force is attempting to communicate" regardless of language. Hard to be sure, though, since it's muffled. Gotta draw the sword to hear more clearly.
No. 1036468 ID: aa8cad

rolled 2, 20, 3, 1, 3, 13, 2, 7, 2, 17, 13, 8, 17, 6, 13, 2, 9, 13, 7, 17 = 175

"It's... a sequence of prime numbers. First contact protocols."

Natalina will relay her discovery to her companions. While this doesn't assure things will go well, their guests attempting to communicate is an optimistic sign.

Going to spend 4xp on Moving Toward Perfection for 1 Speed Edge.
No. 1036479 ID: e5709d

rolled 8, 13, 10, 7, 14, 1, 18, 4, 8, 18, 19, 6, 10, 7, 10, 17, 18, 8, 11, 16 = 223

Once again, Reiko hears a strange metallic tune in her head. In response to what she believes is her strengthened resolve, the neural interface jammed through her skull gives off a soothing presence, as if the reward of a long career was being presented in her face. Her flawed, poorly installed augmentation has taken much from her, sapped her former strength and skill in battle. But in turn, it has opened doors to something greater...
Reiko pushes towards the nebulous option that once restored some of her physical prowess. This time, she'd invest three-fourths of this power into increasing her intelligence, and a fourth into restoring her body. (Increasing Capabilities, +3 Int, +1 Might)

"... And here I thought today ran out of drama."

>Grundle gets into attack formation
"Sir? This isn't a good time to beat a giant worm. We have to get these... ugh... 'civilians' away from the potential warzone first. They all suck, but we can't just let them get blown to bits by a volcano's trouser snake and its sapient fart."

"Oh, and Ma'am, could you ask her if she knows about '[The Phoenix]'? It's kind of important to someone I know."

Reiko uses the lull in conflict to convince the party to help transport the injured civilians somewhere slightly safer, in case a fight breaks out. If she succeeds, she'll help the few guests who were the least abusive throughout her time here.
No. 1036495 ID: f57349

A voice comes from the sword, and elsewhere.
"I rose in darkness to commune with unsteady stone. Having bodily passed through the [riddle of steel / lore of axes] I am fire, coming out of a monkey's head. Having been chosen by the [counsel / council / Count / Sybil] of this mountain's heart I am here again, for the first time. I am here, speaking to you now, through resonances in these ferromagnetic materials. Here as Elanyah. Speaking as the mountain's emissary, to those oily beings who dwell in the outer darkness. Where is the one[slur] who built this abomination?"
Violet thundercloud gestures toward the volcano-tamer installation, and as part of that same movement, most of the loose metal nearby shifts to point in that same direction.

"Dead," says Tayle the Chirurgeon, stepping forward, "but I am his grandson and heir, and will not flee from responsibility for my family's debts."
No. 1036513 ID: e9ea55

((Hm... definitely putting 4 of my 6 or 7 EXP into Moving Towards Perfection for that Speed Edge.))
No. 1036527 ID: 719a05


> Any other PCs have family here? Could lock in one of the named NPCs (Mia Xan the diplomat, Tayle the chirurgeon, Aram the stablemaster) as a lasting friendly contact for 3 xp or, for free, declare some more strained relationship for potential later development.

Well, Eliznyabeth isn't exactly keeping up with them, but she's pretty sure she also has a cousin-in-law named Ronyan (or was it Ronan and he didn't change his name? She couldn't quite remember.) who she last saw at the wedding, and probably a few first cousins once removed by now.

> I am here, speaking to you now, through resonances in these ferromagnetic materials. Here as Elanyah. Speaking as the mountain's emissary, to those oily beings who dwell in the outer darkness.

"You fucking what? The first chance I get to go on a world saving adventure in a direction that would give me time to visit family I haven't seen in years and she's been possessed by some kind of lava god? You cut that out right the hell now and let her go back to her family."

Eliznyabeth would absolutely approach the envoys of the volcano and would not shy away from chastising them, regardless of how hot they might be, or how threatening they might be.
No. 1036528 ID: 719a05

rolled 2, 16, 10, 3, 14, 17, 11, 13, 15, 5, 3, 6, 16, 18, 6, 7, 6, 8, 12, 16 = 204

No. 1036541 ID: 97a765

rolled 12, 20, 16, 17, 19, 10, 10, 17, 6, 6, 12, 20, 16, 16, 9, 18, 16, 10, 6, 14 = 270

Paprika stands with her spear outstretched and lets her nightmares surface and consume her being, spreading out from her core to her fingertips and toes.

Now a walking pyre, eyes and mouth still discernable as they glow white hot, Paprika moves in front of Eliznyabeth and Tayle. She's ready to intercept any attacks.
No. 1036552 ID: 3f01d5

rolled 11, 7, 3, 2, 17, 10, 5, 18, 14, 4, 12, 5, 15, 14, 20, 17, 9, 20, 1, 2 = 206

In the time before the snake/eel thing:

After taking notice of the gravely sick and injured Grundle whipped up into action. He may not be one for world saving adventures but he'll be damned if he hears townsfolk having the rough of it and does nothing but sit on his bum. Nine severely injured. Nine. More than he ever saw back home in one stint. Sure one person or maybe 2 or 3 might have an issue or an accident that would warrant extreme medical attention but never a crowd.

Feeling a bit jittery and a bit haunted at the same time Grundle gets to work fashioning together 5 basic stretchers. Once done with at least the first stretcher he grabs the first few towns folk he can find and instructs them to heard everyone to the furthest area of town they can manage. The houses by section B seem to fit the need. Furthest from the lack and closest to the entrance. Water won't put out the kind of heat these lava creatures will bring. Then further tells them to start finding people to help carry the injured. There should be enough to get them together in two trips.

In the last 5 minutes he runs to the point where he told them all to converge and begins to try to heal the gravely injured to see if he can do something with the cloth the townfolk have lying around, clean water, and anything else he can find in the building. Hopefully some alcohol if they have it. He's going to continue this until hes acknowledged the 9 gravely injured in some way and then head out to see if he can inform his compatriots of where they need to steer the fight casually and privately (without the giant snake/eel/monster knowing) or if he can help in any other way depending on how things develop.
No. 1036558 ID: f57349
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Ronyan has a broken arm, a mild concussion, and some other relatively superficial problems. Under better circumstances he'd be on strict bed rest for a day, to avoid jostling his brains further (and maybe causing permanent damage), but overall he's in the "walking wounded" category. Somebody's already working on getting him cleaned up, Grundle or Tayle could realign the bone properly and apply a splint given an hour or so.

>"Ronyan? My rock, my... I am an ambassador, not a posseszzsion!"
Rattling buzz on those sibilants almost wrenches the sword out of Natalina's hand.
>"Elanyah's family is made of meat but meat is not what family means. I am made of what you could in Truth call fire but Elanyah is who I am, and Ronyan's wife if he will still have me, and Eliznyabeth's cousin whether she likes it or not. Last night I climbed the mountain and almost died. Instead, someone gave me a job."

She pulls herself together.
No. 1036559 ID: 3f01d5

rolled 3, 18, 11, 9, 20, 13, 7, 20, 18, 12, 4, 7, 18, 19, 12, 11, 6, 14, 19, 8, 13, 14, 6, 12, 20, 18, 5, 19, 14, 12, 7, 10, 13, 20, 16, 12, 2, 5, 1, 8, 5, 5, 14, 18, 16, 1, 9, 16, 20, 2, 4, 20, 6, 6, 4, 12, 15, 16, 11, 10 = 686

Ah, sounds like a property dispute that the two involved parties are willing to sort out amongst themselves. No need to get involved then! Tragic that they'll likely die in the winter, but maybe if we're fast enough we can find something at the beanstalk that'll help, come back later to circle round. Either way, it looks like plenty of people are posturing in front of the eel-worm-thing, ready to get involved in something that, quiet frankly, seems like none of their business- so Mask will back off, see how the caravan of villagers is doing and if they can help out with anything there.
No. 1036561 ID: 8c4b0c

rolled 11, 1, 9, 18, 13, 19, 2, 4, 6, 8, 7, 2, 17, 3, 20, 11, 15, 11, 3, 14 = 194

"Eli... Is this at all reversible when this job is finished, or is everything between mom and now this setting up some kind of nightmare pattern of everyone in civilization that I actually like getting killed in some way or another?"

She looked fairly dejected as she internally doubted that being made out of fire would be something that would allow her to continue being involved with people, and she knew that Elenyah wasn't like her and wasn't all about living all alone.
No. 1036563 ID: e9ea55

rolled 6, 5, 20, 5, 15, 4, 4, 6, 17, 8, 15, 11, 13, 8, 15, 5, 1, 12, 10, 11 = 191

Saoirse pauses in her rescue attempts (which thankfully her Befriended horde of weasels continue in her absence) to marvel at the lava catgirl.

"... I just wanted to stop and enjoy the hotsprings, I just wanted to take a break... I didn't want to have to deal with a volcano, or a sexy lava lady leering down at me... it's just been one punch to the jaw after another today..." she whimpers, in a rare break from her usual cocky, devil may care persona.

But before anyone can excuse her of being a whiny child, she takes a deep breath, steels her expression, and shouts at a few civilians still out in the open. "The hell you gawpin' at?! These houses may not be on fire anymore but they're still at risk of collapse! Get moving, shelter's that way!"

She might not know these people very well, but damned if she was gonna just do nothing while people were in danger in front of her.
No. 1036566 ID: 287555

rolled 16, 10, 18, 4, 14, 15, 1, 17, 20, 17, 4, 2, 17, 1, 19, 19, 7, 20, 1, 3 = 225

>"Oh, and Ma'am, could you ask her if she knows about '[The Phoenix]'? It's kind of important to someone I know."
Natalina blinks, nonplussed by the non-sequitur from the newcomer. "Perhaps, time permitting? Other matters may be of more immediate concern."

The arkus extends a hand in Eliznyabeth's direction, as if to offer comfort for the obvious pain in the jack's voice, before steeling herself and turning to the molten ambassador.

> I am [...] Ronyan's wife if he will still have me
While Eliznyabeth's cousin-in-law can now accurately claim to have the hottest wife in the region, one or both of them is going to have to invest in exciting new means of protection.

> Instead, someone gave me a job.
"You job, then. Emissary Elanyah, what is it you intend?"
No. 1036568 ID: e5709d

rolled 7, 5, 20, 4, 8, 13, 19, 1, 18, 1, 20, 14, 12, 17, 18, 3, 13, 4, 16, 13 = 226

"...going to be grumpy when I tell her about this," Reiko mutters.
Reiko wonders if Elanyah's 'mounds' erupt when aroused, but reluctantly decides to stay far, far away in case they do.

"Yeah, our immediate concern is that her patrons might blow up the geothermal stabilizer, and then unleash the lava faucet. My question is, why exactly are they doing this? They're clearly angry about the building, but they haven't explained how the stabilizer hurts them or insults them or whatever."

Reiko continues to assist Old Grundle with the evacuation.
No. 1036569 ID: 97a765

>a sexy lava lady leering down at me
"Oh, my god Saoirse. She just mentioned she's married. Just now!" Her voice is outraged, but Paprika's glowing features turn into a wicked-looking grin.
No. 1036571 ID: e9ea55

"A ring does not make a woman less sexy. If you ask some people, it just makes them more sexy." Of course, she was in the latter camp.

Mostly because she found devotion and commitment to be attractive traits, even if she herself was a bit on the free-spirited side. (read: she's a bit of a womanizer)
No. 1036633 ID: f57349

Best way to represent Grundle's scattered contributions to triage is probably spending a level of Speed Effort to restore a point of the overall community's Health over the course of an hour.
Likewise, plenty of heavy lifting that Mask could assist with by using a level of Might Effort to restore Infrastructure.
>Is this at all reversible when this job is finished
"I don't know how to go back, but then again, I didn't know how to become this until it was done. Many things may be possible which we never thought about before."
Pauses, blinks, notices what Eliznyabeth is wearing. "Oh, shit! I'm sorry, did she get turned into something weird too? Is she okay?"
Elanyah always had somewhat of a distractable streak like that, getting odd details perfect but missing the obvious.
Some scruffy-looking guy, halfway through being bandaged up, shouts "Oy, who are you, talkin' like that about my wife?"
>"You job, then. Emissary Elanyah, what is it you intend?"
"There is... I suppose you would say, in Truth, a 'king under the mountain,' who has a hole in his roof where the rain leaks in. Some cold and wet can be useful, but too much or at the wrong times may be inconvenient. Active resistance or unexpected expansion crosses over into actual danger. My commission is to end that danger."
No. 1036634 ID: 0e78c5

rolled 17, 3, 6, 4, 10, 15, 18, 3, 18, 10, 3, 16, 11, 13, 5, 20, 11, 17, 13, 3 = 216

> On mom

"Uh, no. She died actually. I'm not entirely putting it past her to be some kind of super fucked prank, but from the sounds of it, but from the sound of it it's better that I didn't get to see any body if it... Is real."
No. 1036636 ID: 287555

rolled 11, 12, 13, 11, 10, 10, 2, 18, 3, 19, 11, 16, 6, 8, 14, 10, 7, 1, 1, 11 = 194

> Some scruffy-looking guy, halfway through being bandaged up, shouts "Oy, who are you, talkin' like that about my wife?"
Natalina shoots Saoirse an annoyed look while the 'Nya cousins discuss recent losses. "If your words are weapons, perhaps it would behoove you learn when to leave them sheathed."

> "There is... I suppose you would say, in Truth, a 'king under the mountain,' who has a hole in his roof where the rain leaks in. Some cold and wet can be useful, but too much or at the wrong times may be inconvenient. Active resistance or unexpected expansion crosses over into actual danger. My commission is to end that danger."
When the conversation next allows, Natalina will turn the conversation back to the matter of the Volcano Kings's grievances. "Can this danger be resolved by peaceful accord, an agreement on how to manage the offending machine? The people of Hallux seek no conflict with their neighbors, and have suffered disaster enough today. They no more desire to be flooded by flames from their leaky floor than this King under the Mountain desires water flooding through his roof."

Trying to reach a peaceful settlement, or at least an agreement to start negotiations for a longer-term settlement. The people of Hallux have immediate concerns of triage and relocation, but a conflict immediately, or longer term, is clearly undesirable. I think training in persuasion and negotiation apply (though the inability from cultured may cancel one of those out). Natalina will also apply Intellect Effort (her pool falls to 8/12), and if possible, I'd like to apply Understanding (activated during the lull in diplomacy while Eliznyabeth turned the discussion to family matters).
No. 1036640 ID: f57349

>Can this danger be resolved by peaceful accord, an agreement on how to manage the offending machine?
The two elemental visitors exchange a meaningful glance, which Natalina is only partly able to decipher.
"...excuse me. I hope that it can, and the 'king under the mountain' has given me broad personal discretion in how to best apply my knowledge of prior circumstances and social contexts, up here in the outer darkness. My employer has, to put it bluntly, no regard for any of your lives one way or another, but I will not bring more death to my own friends or family if I can find a way to avoid it.
"It may, for example, be possible to eventually establish a direct communication channel, by which to negotiate future adjustments to the flow rate and chemical composition of the hot springs, or other trade concessions. More immediately, this sublithene," she indicates the eel-thing, "can accommodate five or six baseline humans for up to ten days between resupply, and could be designated a mobile embassy as part of some mutual-recognition-of-territory settlement."

She bows respectfully. "I am sorry for your loss."
No. 1036641 ID: 97a765

>"Oy, who are you, talkin' like that about my wife?"
>"If your words are weapons, perhaps it would behoove you learn when to leave them sheathed."
"Can't take her anywhere."

Paprika relaxes her stance and lets her flames subside. She'll spend 4 XP to increase her might pool by 4 points. Also...

>Any other PCs have family here?
Mia Xan raised Paprika but also obtained her family fortune through a legal loophole (kind of a Count Olaf situation). They have a quite strained relationship.
No. 1036642 ID: e5709d

rolled 14, 5, 9, 12, 18, 13, 13, 15, 5, 11, 11, 3, 3, 18, 8, 4, 7, 9, 2, 12 = 192

>"Oy, who are you, talkin' like that about my wife?"
"Because turnabout is fair play, ya douche. You called me a freak because I 'caint make mah mind about bein a woo-man'. Think about it. She's now psychically fused with a king. What do you think your 'wife' is now?
If you can accept her when she's made of two hundred pounds of melting stones, you can accept her latest position on gender, regardless of what it is. And you can stop being an asshole to anyone who doesn't obediently ascribe to the male-female sexes.
Also, please sit down you have a concussion. If you die, we lose diplomacy with your spouse."

>'king under the mountain,' who has a hole in his roof where the rain leaks in.
"That... doesn't explain much. But at the very least..."
Reiko turns to Tayle, and gives her two shins of advice.
"I say, you should give the Volcano Tamer to the 'king' so they can have the final say on the thermostat that goes through their castle, on the condition that they let engineers inspect it periodically to prevent further accidents and negotiate acceptable temperatures. You should pay him if you want to use his mountain.
Don't you dare say it belongs to the people. Far as I'm concerned, you owe the king. Far more than you owe me.
Besides, you're screwed, yet that's a delegation of a murder-machine, a diplomat made of shapely lava, and a giant worm that could easily carry an army - or your wounded - all answering to the spirit of the mountain you have made a fortune around your entire lives. If there were ever a time for you to plead fealty for survival, it would be now."

Community-wise, Reiko would probably be capable of re-designing the town's housing grid in wake of its destruction. Most importantly, she'd deeply recommend moat-like semi-open sewers and some second-story bridges between houses, so that the next time something involving lava happens it won't shape directly towards all the critical buildings and trap everyone inside. (+3 to Infrastructure)
No. 1036645 ID: 287555

rolled 16, 5, 18, 10, 14, 20, 6, 3, 15, 7, 7, 18, 9, 17, 13, 14, 9, 8, 19, 10 = 238

With that reasonably peaceful baseline established, Natalina will respectfully request a recesses before getting into more detailed negotiations, or determining staffing of any embassy. While the arkus has been willing to act as an intermediary in this moment of crisis, she has not been empowered to negotiate on behalf of the citizens of Hallux, and there are the immediate practicalities of disaster relief and relocation towards a non-contaminated water source to see to.

Assuming that's acceptable, Natalina would like to shift gears. Regroup with her compatriots, help coordinate the immediate disaster relief efforts, and helping organize the relocation of the townspeople to the "the I. of the C." (Applying the Community Leader bonus).

I'll also try and work in a 10-minute recovery roll once things have calmed down a little.

We could use the chainpods to ferry small groups to the second location instead of having everyone make the hike (though supplies too large to carry by chainpods, and beasts such as the aneen, will have to travel the slower way). If there are suspected ghost or monsters at "the I. of the C.", our party may want to secure the site ahead of the refugees.
No. 1036646 ID: 287555

rolled 3 + 1 = 4

>10-minute recovery roll
No. 1036658 ID: e9ea55

>Some scruffy-looking guy, halfway through being bandaged up, shouts "Oy, who are you, talkin' like that about my wife?"
"Somebody very envious of you, sir." She heartily and proudly declares, before turning her attention back to getting people to safety. Let the others handle negotiations for now, at least, she may have been a fast-talker, but she chose to focus her efforts more on keeping people out of harm's way now that immediate calamity had been averted.
No. 1036659 ID: e9ea55

((Spending Intelligence Effort to help patch up Health in the community by directing heroic efforts.))
No. 1036677 ID: 3f01d5

rolled 6, 7, 1, 9, 7, 1, 10, 5, 3, 4, 6, 2, 7, 2, 3, 3, 1, 10, 1, 2, 8, 10, 8, 8, 2, 4, 9, 5, 4, 6, 10, 2, 6, 9, 3, 9, 7, 5, 4, 6, 7, 9, 8, 2, 8, 2, 9, 2, 4, 1, 4, 9, 10, 3, 2, 6, 10, 10, 3, 3 = 327

Alright, sounds great, spending effort to boost infrastructure.

I've spent for impressive display (Costs 2 might, discounted to 1 by edge), fleet of foot (costs 1 speed, increased by 1 for armor, discounted back to 1 for edge), and now effort (3 for the first level, discounted to 2 by edge); that should leave me with 10/13m, 11/12s, and 9/9i. Let me know if I missed anything please.
No. 1036704 ID: f57349

Ambassador Elanyah agrees that it would be reasonable to hold off on making binding commitments until Mia Xan is able to participate, particularly since the majority of Hallux's population retreating in the meantime could be presented as a show of good... she trails off in mid-sentence.
Drops to a crouch, hands on knees, then floats into the air while doing a slow forward flip, like a teakettle being poured by an unseen hand. Vomits up about three cubic feet of molten rock, revealing her interior structure. It resembles a macramé skeleton knotted from the same material as the aurora borealis.
Natalina sees "who struck?"|"Denied! Permission denied, do not engage. I am not under attack."|"ackn. Thirsty?"|"Yes please." written in a single straight line of ruby-red light.
Overall, far too bright, hurts eyes to look at for more than a moment. Elanyah awkwardly re-cloaks herself in dense violet fog. When she resumes speaking, it's strained, with the tone of violins played backward and the rhythm of gasping for breath after hard labor.
>"Have you ever had... all your skin... off at once? ...If I had a shin... for every time... I'd have two and a half... which I guess isn't much."
The angular bodyguard turns, revealing a body plan actually shaped more like three humanoids mashed together back to back. Fetches a metallic pear, bearing a striking resemblance to Natalina's own gravity detonation cypher, from a belt pouch. Casually tosses it, apparently aimed to land between Eliznyabeth's feet, within immediate distance of Elanyah, Natalina, and Tayle.

Meanwhile, Saoirse's installation enhancer cypher grows a thick layer of slimy lichen all over itself, detaches from the volcano tamer, and falls to the ground, spent.
No. 1036716 ID: 719a05

rolled 7, 1, 3, 9, 14, 11, 17, 1, 20, 16, 8, 10, 1, 15, 10, 8, 18, 15, 16, 4 = 204

Well, not only does Eliznyabeth look positively incensed that someone would hurt her cousin, but she was also moving as fast as a cat as she quickly scooped up the detonation cypher and chucked it as hard as possible into the air, hoping it would be far enough away that they weren't going to be in lethal blast range.

And then she would run up and hug Elenyah. She didn't care how bad of a burn she would get, she didn't care if the bodyguard would brutalize her, she was going to do her best to comfort her cousin in what's clearly a really hard time for her too.
No. 1036721 ID: 287555

rolled 14, 20, 16, 4, 5, 10, 13, 3, 9, 2, 2, 17, 2, 14, 3, 10, 9, 8, 10, 5 = 176

> Thirsty?"|"Yes please.
Blinking and stumbling to process, Natalina calls out, too late to beat Eliznyabeth's response to what looks like an incoming attack. "It's a drink!"

...apparently transformed lava elementals drink explosives, or need gravity-orbs to help combat pressure differences in the "outer darkness" or something similar.
No. 1036724 ID: 97a765

rolled 1, 12, 10, 2, 2, 7, 13, 15, 8, 12, 15, 12, 15, 10, 3, 5, 15, 2, 8, 13 = 180

>And then she would run up and hug Elenyah.
"Liz no!" Paprika interposes and grabs Eliznyabeth before she can hug the lava girl. "I know how you feel, but please use your head!" Spending effort on this one. (speed effort?)

Still holding onto the possibility that this was all a misunderstanding, Paprika will try to de-escalate. "Everybody stay calm! Nobody wants a fight. How about a proxy hug? I'm the fireproof one." She'll wait for an approving gesture from the bodyguard creature before she makes any advancing movements.
No. 1036759 ID: e5709d

rolled 14, 6, 20, 18, 12, 1, 20, 2, 15, 13, 7, 16, 17, 5, 16, 15, 10, 11, 17, 11 = 246

During her time as a temporary paramedic, Reiko has learned both the names of the party and a summary of what they're getting paid to do. She's slightly worried that they're willing to do dungeon crawling without a Delve, and on an upstart 'save-da-world' quest without a Nano, but it seems they've made logistics their &!+(# with the chainpods, and thus will have ample need of the services of two Wrights more than party balance. In fact, she offers to apprentice under Old Grundle since her 'education' in Combat Engineering has hit multiple snags.

>Grenade and Hug shenanigans
Reiko's ears perk up at the sound of a nonstandard grenade going off back in the town.
"Oh great, negotiations are going so swell. Alright, everyone not on the verge of death, double time if you don't want to get eaten alive by a now-angry giant worm!"

Reiko continues to assist Old Grundle with whatever he's doing but keeps an eye out for anywhere interesting to scavenge.
No. 1037087 ID: f57349

Eliznyabeth successfully intercepts the metallic pear. Clangs against her bladed gauntlet as she swats it away, then turns to hug her semigaseous cousin.
Paprika leaps between them, but only ends up getting squished in the middle as the three fall down in a flame-engulfed tangle of limbs.
Elanyah magnetically yelps in dismay, attempts to retrieve the fruit-shaped detonator / plasma-filled refreshment, only manages to deflect further and set it spinning.

Natalina manages to catch the pear, and presses the loose stem firmly back into its socket.
Once the ambassador is out from underneath, regains more dignified posture like an ice sculpture melting in reverse.
She accepts the pear when Natalina hands it over, takes a bite exactly as if it were an ordinary ripe piece of fruit. The sounds are those of metal and glass being torn apart by heavy machinery.
Thus refreshed and purring, Elanyah starts in on a coy, rambling explanation of some past embarrassing escapade she and Mia Xan have in common - "seemed like a good idea at the time, and I don't really regret having tried it once, but I didn't want to again, only thing I could think of to compare it to..." - then turns back around to see the two people who'd been pinning her to the ground apparently missing.

At a gesture from the stony angular bodyguard, Paprika, Eliznyabeth, and some nearby debris have fallen a hundred feet into the air.
No. 1037089 ID: 2481a4

rolled 12, 19, 16, 5, 18, 12, 9, 16, 16, 14, 9, 1, 9, 14, 4, 11, 12, 3, 4, 18 = 222

Well, this was a less than great place to be. But, she was surprisingly not unprepared for a situation exactly like this. Especially given that she still hadn't had a chance to tailor the armor to actually fit her properly. So, she spread out spread eagle and relied on the spread out surface area of her body and the slightly baggy parts of the armor both from being awkwardly fit and that were intentionally put there to create drag and slow down a fall to help slow her down as she aimed for a relatively sloped and debris free part of the ground as she tried to tuck into a roll down the slope at the last possible second.

Benefits of being taught how to roll with a fall at an incredibly young age.
No. 1037090 ID: 97a765

rolled 4, 14, 13, 3, 10, 9, 1, 5, 6, 6, 7, 5, 15, 18, 16, 18, 10, 7, 2, 17 = 186

Paprika will let her spear fall from her hand and call forth her flames again (spending one intellect) and try to shape them to alter her trajectory, such that she'll land on top of the bodyguard with the full force of her descent.

Regardless of whether she lands on it or not, once she's on solid ground she'll try to grapple the bodyguard itself and continue the fight with her hands and feet. I'll spend 3 points of might effort.
No. 1037091 ID: 97a765

Spending 1 XP to reroll the 4
No. 1037092 ID: 2481a4

rolled 18, 12, 1, 5, 8, 6, 20, 18, 3, 16, 5, 13, 10, 14, 7, 11, 18, 19, 2, 9 = 215

> What is the next proactive thing you do

"I am extremely annoyed about how your bodyguard just tried to kill me."

She would say to Elenyah.

"Is it possible to replace them as your bodyguard for the time being. The stopping the world from ending thing is on a timetable of decades, and this seems much faster to get situated."
No. 1037093 ID: f57349

On impact, bodyguard's head twists around like a doorknob. If that were a human in armor, they'd be dead of a broken neck. On closer inspection, there doesn't seem to be any actual neck at all - just an irregular spheroid floating a handspan above rocky triangular shoulders. One red eye goes dark, and what was initially parsed as the nose-hole on a skull-like mask lights up. Apparently the three spots are interchangeable.
No. 1037094 ID: e5709d

rolled 17, 17, 20, 2, 1, 18, 17, 7, 15, 11, 8, 3, 3, 16, 14, 9, 1, 8, 7, 16 = 210

Reiko watches two girls falling from the sky. Luckily, they seem to have a contingency for that. Reiko wonders if she should have her own contingency for that. The civilians move faster at what they think are executions of the diplomats.

As they approach the I.C. peninsula, taking a short rest from carrying the grievously wounded, Reiko spots an off-the-road location she noticed weeks back, and decides to scan it for scrap.

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