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You wouldn't be able to get a full resurrection spell going, but you could have an ability to negate the KO'd effect and then take a trait to add to the healing effect, in the same way Nightingale's All Better Now and Healing Hands combination works. Otherwise you'd just resurrect someone with 0 HP and they'd immediately collapse again a moment later.
Unless you want to raise zombie punk rock cheerleaders of course, that'd be far easier to pull off.
Play rob zombie's Living dead girl!
@Genni
Is it cool if Rocksmith learns a resurrection ability the next time I can spend my skill points? Quite frankly, I don't want Rocksmith to be a murderer. That's Nightbeast's job.
Only if the ability is called "Bring me to life." or some other musical rollover.
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It was the weekend, and most had mondays work to shovel.
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The days had gone well enough for the two adventurers, Putting a kind inquest with others for their 'missing' companions they were still waiting in town for. The town was known as 'Mossgate' for the thick stone walls covered in the green growth that seemed to never stay off no matter what, dozens of bards had dozens of tales why the moss would grow so abundantly and they had heard them all. The big walls lead to archer towers which would make for difficulty with the few hundred guards of the few thousand inside meant that at least one in ten could fight with true knights to call in for guidance and reinforcements.
After barking around for long enough, he managed to get directed to the tower that housed the mage guild. He made a bargain with them to try and combine the heat enchantment of the dagger and the reflective spell of the shield in order to make a new enchantment to reflect fire. IF they could make that for him, he would let them keep the three magic items he brought with him. He also had a chance to recharge his wand on his arm from all the mounts he had been summoning. Tinkerhell was quite crucial in getting the wizards to comply with his requests and maintain their silence.
Next he went to the mapmakers to get the most detailed layout of the city possible, down to the spaces between stores. He took that map and had four perfect copies made measured out to the inch. Those three copies found their ways into the hands of best woodcarvers in the city, each tasked with taking a quarter of the town to make little buildings for a scale model with enough detail that he could pour water down the street and watch it trickle between alleys. None of this was cheep, but you would be amazed how easily the simplest charming spells and a sack of gold does wonders to put one at the top of the list of projects.
Wizards and warriors can protect the city, but it is the temple that protects the faith. Here is where tinkethell would falter if she were truly unholy and not just wholly amoral. Gossip and rumor were the meal of the day as the two took turns twisting every word from any mouth on either side to something worse. The seeds of distrust got planted to water in the temple of the sea and fan the fires of their goddes while the order of light was founding themselves in righteous indignation at perceived sleights.
All in all it was going well when the trouble of faith means that one in ten at temple was a warrior on the wall.
After barking around for long enough, he managed to get directed to the tower that housed the mage guild. He made a bargain with them to try and combine the heat enchantment of the dagger and the reflective spell of the shield in order to make a new enchantment to reflect fire. IF they could make that for him, he would let them keep the three magic items he brought with him. He also had a chance to recharge his wand on his arm from all the mounts he had been summoning. Tinkerhell was quite crucial in getting the wizards to comply with his requests and maintain their silence.
Next he went to the mapmakers to get the most detailed layout of the city possible, down to the spaces between stores. He took that map and had four perfect copies made measured out to the inch. Those three copies found their ways into the hands of best woodcarvers in the city, each tasked with taking a quarter of the town to make little buildings for a scale model with enough detail that he could pour water down the street and watch it trickle between alleys. None of this was cheep, but you would be amazed how easily the simplest charming spells and a sack of gold does wonders to put one at the top of the list of projects.
Wizards and warriors can protect the city, but it is the temple that protects the faith. Here is where tinkethell would falter if she were truly unholy and not just wholly amoral. Gossip and rumor were the meal of the day as the two took turns twisting every word from any mouth on either side to something worse. The seeds of distrust got planted to water in the temple of the sea and fan the fires of their goddes while the order of light was founding themselves in righteous indignation at perceived sleights.
All in all it was going well when the trouble of faith means that one in ten at temple was a warrior on the wall.
A restack given those lost might be in order.
Sorry I left it a bit longer then I wanted, I was thinking of a Gundam RP idea.
A tehnopath mutant climbing into a sentinel and taking over it like a gundam?
"In the meantime Virginia, Jonathan, Logan, Aaron, Kaleolani, and Madelyn, the six of you will be going with me to our training area. I want to see just what exactly it is here I'm working with. Now then with all that settled, I'll speak to the six of you heading out later, and for the rest of you, follow me please.”
Kaleolani Was both pleased and worried at being kept back. He really didn't want to be near the sense of vulnerability Johny instilled in him but he also liked the idea of getting to show off before being assigned a mission. Call it ego, but he liked to demonstrate the punishment he could take and what he liked to call 'pele's kiss'.
He remembered the year he had to keep blindfolded when the 'gift' first came to him, it happened when a boy started bulling the others in the neighborhood. All he did was stare down at the boy's feet as he just got madder and madder until the skin suddenly blistered and burned. His Makuahine convinced everyone that it was a brown tree snake bite but after that he suddenly had a need for glasses. Just like the tattoos on his thighs, some things that were magical managed to work on him. Such as the non prescription lenses made from thin layers of blessed pahoehoe kept him from harming people with his eyes until he learned to control himself.
He filed out with the rest with his bare feet slapping on the deckplate.
Kaleolani Was both pleased and worried at being kept back. He really didn't want to be near the sense of vulnerability Johny instilled in him but he also liked the idea of getting to show off before being assigned a mission. Call it ego, but he liked to demonstrate the punishment he could take and what he liked to call 'pele's kiss'.
He remembered the year he had to keep blindfolded when the 'gift' first came to him, it happened when a boy started bulling the others in the neighborhood. All he did was stare down at the boy's feet as he just got madder and madder until the skin suddenly blistered and burned. His Makuahine convinced everyone that it was a brown tree snake bite but after that he suddenly had a need for glasses. Just like the tattoos on his thighs, some things that were magical managed to work on him. Such as the non prescription lenses made from thin layers of blessed pahoehoe kept him from harming people with his eyes until he learned to control himself.
He filed out with the rest with his bare feet slapping on the deckplate.
Oh shit you guys, don't be in a hurry to post or anything. Things are just getting too out of control!!!!!
Seriously where is everyone?
My bad! I did a post and it never posted, thought I posted it and closed the tab.
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