The Grey Dust

Table of Monsters

hrm...

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Can I have Riley attempt to Heal the zombie?

Logical reasoning:

Zombies have be recently slain and resurrected. They seem to be targeting magi. That being said either they have some sort of animosity against magic users (perhaps explaining their current condition) or are simply confused and are attempting to get "healed" as the last conscious thought their living beings had and thus are mindlessly attempt to get the mages to heal them. That being said, since healing would counter the effects of the neurosis, it should inflict more damage upon a rotting corpse by mending it thus force it to obey physiological functions. There is also a chance that the exposure to white magic would react negatively with the necromancy and thus neutralize each other.

Blood Compact (Open!)

Accepted into the night once more.
Taken into the blackest mist.
To make the code red, redder.

They parted ways, one blade and another, two deaths sent by the divines to purge Kilo Point. A bloodbath to be sure as the corpses dropped. Those who stood in the old vampire's way was cut down, swiftly dispatched like rank amateurs with a single stroke. Not even bothering to greet them as they warranted him to stop, Bedivere's draw was unseen, his approach swift and his re-sheathing clean. To him at least, these humans moved at a crawl, drawing their guns out and shouting for him to stop as he casually drew up his blade from within his umbrella. Long since had it remained out of sight from mortal man, and yet there it was now in the fractions of a second it revealed itself from within the handle of the posh fashion accessory. A tapering edge, sharpened on both sides, mounted to the curved wooden handle. No crossguard, but only a metal blade extending itself out, few would even guess that it was the legendary blade Excalibur. Yet, upon the smooth flat the writings, engraved in the Latin the words "susceperunt" and on the other "adlisisti." For it was the blade which held the power of Excalibur, the pommel, hilt, grip and all the rest were merely a vessel for it. And as such darker and darker did the halls of the Solider Base grow as the light was consumed by the flowing darkness from the reddening blade. Fire as they may into the darkness, the pale lord marks his approach, wading into their wall bullets without a fear nor flinch. He was a creature of the night, and dark. They would learn their bullets would do nothing against the black mist.

All is dead as Bedivere adjusts his cuffs, his appearance changed to that of a man in his mid 20's. His hair still white, his eyes a hungry red, and his power all the same. The old blood had not bothered with using doors, preferring to make his own as he sliced open the walls and pried them open. Cry Bloody murder Mortals. This would surely reduce their chances of a successful counterattack, not that these fools would have lasted any longer against him. For the most part Bedivere came out unscathed, only his suit came out stained from all of it to which he would definitely have to send for cleaning before their next attack. Perhaps it was time to check up on Mithias, surely the boy was capable of dispatching these pathetic humans, but he always managed to get himself into a tight spot. As Bedivere well knew.

"How Quaint." Bedivere commented as he walked in, yes walked in, upon Hank and Mithias. Calm and collected, getting the drop on Hank as the darkness filtered into the room with him. His friend was held up at gun point by this maggot. Wait, no, this one smelled different, he was one of them a child of the night. A child of Mithias. "So, is this your boy My Brother?" A sharp sensation behind his back would suggest to Hank the tip of a blade being held up against him. "If he wants answers, tell him to put the gun down. I would have already killed him if he wasn't your own."

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Driving back from road trip. Wish me luck. Probably just ran over like 5 people typing this. Evil laughs here.

Heavens Fall

We need more champions. And perhaps more varied gods who will be semi npcs...

Heavens Fall

Indeed...

A brutal display one's absolute devotion to a blood goddess.
Yes they are killed, but it's not as much the death count that pleases her but the liters of blood spilt.

Blood Compact (Open!)

A child.
No child of flesh.
Surely not.
UnLess Mithias was unfaithful.
But one of Blood.

He stopped. The Elder suddenly struck his umbrella into the earth, cracking whatever earth was laid below. A crevice of his power, a font upon the land. "A child?" This was rather surprising news as Mithias had never mentioned a child in all this time. One would imagine that he would have told Bedivere much earlier given the warring state of the world and that, his child could have been killed upon both sides. "Why Lord Varomere, I had taken you for a Virgin." He teased him, tongue-in-cheekly. "This is the first I have heard of your Child. Pray tell, what is here doing here." Baby drama in a battlefield? The plot thickens.

"Never mind, this is hardly the place, we are poised to strike them now, while their numbers are still not as great. Come the following evening, I am certain they will have garrisoned more forces here to concentrate their defenses. Slipping in now would at least grant us the ability to reduce their numbers effectively diminishing the effect of reinforcements. Numbers after all my Love, Wins the wars. I suspect a higher casualty rate if we were to hold our advance until the morrow." Bedivere took his umbrella once more, removing it from the split earth.

"Now then, what say you Brother? Care to spill some blood with me? I have been a bit out of practice in mass slaughter, but I am more than eager to return and demonstrate that I am not just an old timer sitting on his arse and playing at strings. No, I will wade down in the filth of humans and get my hand dirty. Coming then Mithias?" A hand of invitation, extended out, an ivory palm.

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I keep forgetting the def mods X3

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"Well... I suppose. I could have just healed him you know, no need to waste a perfectly good potion. Besides it would have been quite fascinating to observe the physiological effects if any on Wasskal from the exposure to this undead creature. That being said, please in the future, do more careful Wasskal." A poorly timed lecture? "It would have also been far better to use magic as I do not believe I have anything that can possibly inflict damage of sufficient effect given the undead nature of our foes. That is to say, our new flighty friend here will be the mage capable of doing that."

Somewhere in that semi-absent-minded chat, R'Lyeh managed to poke one of the attacking zombies with his shiny new spear. A good practice when examining new creatures. Use a long stick and try to introduce stimuli. "So they do happen to bleed. It would appear these specimens are relatively fresh..."

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Ah right right... the 50% modifier.
It would have been 15 vs 15 without it <_>

so 1d6.

Damage Roll: 4 + 7/2 = 7 :)

Take that foul undead.

He has no Nuking-level spells. given the situation an melee-attack would be best until he learns more about the enemy.