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Yeah, I can put up something. I figure you'll be the once who describes what's in those nen-locked rooms, yea?
@SilverPaw Pry is a pretty interesting feature, but it's too strong at B rank. We'd like to see it scaled back to D rank. That will make it work on virtually every mundane target you find, and bars easy disarms on other espers, tough monsters, etc. Aside from that small correction, this agent can report to the character tab!


Thought it might be, yeah. Does it work like this: "the user can pry that object free of wherever it’s stuck or from whomever holds it as long as that thing’s or person’s sentinel rank isn’t higher than D."

To clarify, that means that Pry doesn't scale with any pre-existing stat.


As in, it's separate from the damage, speed, or sentinel stats?
And done.

WIP - Only trivia remaining.

WIP - Only trivia remaining.

I've been playing around with a few notes, and I've noticed piercing isn't viable if it's used on its own with a cast note. I assume that is on purpose, and means you can't give something a piercing property if it doesn't also, say, cause damage to an enemy.
Does Bend basically replace a cast note? Or do you still have to target a desired element first via touch, projectile, spawn etc.?
BLAZE

Mission: Teacher's pet
Location: Lighthouse Island



Blaze smirked at Strain’s offer to pay off the winning kids, tilting her head at him knowingly. “Yea, won’t get a better deal then that, let’s go!” whooping, she dashed off to the wall, not bothering to use her powers. Just on sheer physicality alone, she could easily beat most of these. The gravity kid might be an exception – as she’d expected, he easily floated up, stopping halfway to trade some barbs with a companion of his.

Blaze didn’t let the opportunity slip away, and while the four bickered briefly, she launched herself from handhold to handhold, muscles working smoothly and easily, straining only lightly. The climbing area was made for inexperienced adolescents, after all, and wasn’t that high all in all.

When the last of the kids made their way to the climb, and one even kicked the other down, Blaze laughed heartily. “That’s the spirit,” she shouted in encouragement without looking down, continuing the climb.

Unsurprisingly, the gravity kid – Drew – was on top first. “Good job!” Blaze complimented him. She was the second behind him, and didn’t think anyone other youngin would overtake her. Yet, she quickened the pace, wanting to go up and give the winner a pat on the head – literally.

However, just as she was about to move from the last handhold to the lip of the platform up top, a voice resounded in the area. “Crap,” she muttered, swiftly looking around. As soon as the threat started, Blaze had also kicked up her power – her body warmed instantly, and was ready to burn skin. The cliff remained unaffected; if she wanted to melt it, she’d need minutes rather than seconds to generate enough heat to do so.

“I’m kinda busy hangin' in here,” she shouted at the attackers, lying her ass of, though she also couldn’t resist a minor joke. Of course, she could easily jump off and roll, but her position to the target was optimal. Hopefully, the eyepatch guy would make the mistake of getting closer to her to kick her down. Even if he was smarter and just pointed the weapon at her instead of keeping it on the kid, she could manage.

Then, another minor distraction made itself known. Old man stray had sent some paper scraps flying, which wrapped around the weapons of the assailants. Grinning madly, Blaze launched herself the last few centimeters up, landing besides the hostage and the surprised criminal. Chuckling, she grabbed his arm – the one which still held the weapon. Flesh sizzled, and eyepatch man dropped it with a scream.

Rather than let him do his teleporting trick, she punched him in the face. Blaze didn’t stop at the one hit either, continuing the pounding. Besides the mundane force of the swing, there was also the heat to consider. By now, it’d damage him even through the armor, though it’d still take a while for him to really feel it. As she engaged the opponent in melee, she also made sure to angle her body so that Drew was behind her. If he was smart, he’d get to safety – or even help out where he could, if he was feeling recklessly brave. Not that Blaze would mind or accuse him if he went for the latter.
I'm intrigued.
Caelum Harrington

They'd made it to the cathedral’s doorway. However, in the middle of ascending the staircase, Pondwater’s searchlight began moving once again, its function restored. Caelum froze on the spot, panicking, then rushed straight to the door. Though Barney was already pounding upon the heavy wood, Caelum joined, thudding his fists, and even aiming a kick or two at the doors in frustration.

Thankfully, someone heard, and was reasonable enough to open up and let them in. Caelum sighed, relieved, and wiped sweat off his brow. The insides were as opulent as the courthouse’s – a disquieting comparison. As exhausted, beaten up, and downright filthy as he was due to all the recent ordeals he’d faced, he didn’t feel as if he belonged in here.

Uneasily, he recalled Pondwater’s critique, especially the part about pretending. He’d never thought he had, but to be as easily reduced to this? An unbecoming state to be sure, and not just physically speaking. He was so helpless here, having to rely on others, slinking in the shadows as they did the work for him…merely brushing by others' greatness, perhaps?

With a growl of denial, Caelum shook his head. He couldn’t let some monstrous dream-double get to him. His mood was surely just a case of frayed nerves, which was understandable. Even the sprouts of paranoia that they weren’t yet safe was sensible – how could they possibly be while stuck in whatever this place was?

The priest’s approach drew Caelum’s attention. He raised a brow at the church’s name – it was both vague and unusual. He listened warily to his speech. “All bondage?” he asked dubiously? Certainly, the man was clad in numerous chains, but of course, it couldn’t be all of it. If nothing else, the prisoners toiling outside attested to that.

“Saint,” he muttered under his breath in disbelief. To Barney – the actual one, rather than his double, he hissed, “He’s like Pondwater.”

The yellow eyes, the self-aggrandizing speech, even the place of his residence were too similar to be a coincidence. That did not bode well. Yet, there was no feasible route of escape that he knew of. Once again, they were trapped with another of these not-people. Subtly, Caelum shifted a step or two back. He truly had no wish to be right where the priest could shift his – likely violent, given Pondwater’s actions – attention upon him.
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