> Target: Kazuo; Rolled 1
So I guess bosses don't get Critical Failures. Good to know.
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So I guess bosses don't get Critical Failures. Good to know.
Alright, I corrected the damage value. I also added a bit about the Garu knocking the shadow down. Cuz weakness. Hope that's alrght.
Still more than another Garu, even if the damage weren't reduced. Unless it was a critical.
As do I. Smackdown with a shovel!
Oh, erm, and all you other people, too.
The damage is of the Almighty type, right?
Oh, erm, and all you other people, too.
The damage is of the Almighty type, right?
HP: 68/68
SP: 52/52
Gruffydd stopped breathing when Bride fell in the fountain. He was visibly shocked, and remarkably still. His mind was another matter entirely. As soon as he saw Bride in the fountain, he knew this wasn't going to end well. When the airs of the room changed, he slowly turned his head to see the enraged fae creature.
Their eviction had pushed his breath from his lungs, and sent him careening a short distance where he landed roughly on his back. The fairy was screaming about money, but Gruffydd wasn't paying any attention. We aren't dead? She's not going to kill us? Not even—
"But before that: a thousand curses upon your houses!"
"Curses. A thousand of them. Wonderful. It was nice knowing you guys." Given that whatever horrible magic this "Trish" had cast on them wasn't taking any immediate affects, Gruffydd decided to stand up. He felt considerably less horrible than he though someone who was just cursed by a fickle fae sprite.
“I..I-I am s-sorry…”
Gruffydd turned his head to Bride. With the latter drenched, and the former no longer panicking, it became self-evident that Bride merely dressed like a girl. And possessing a somewhat feminine appearance. Or she hadn't developed much yet. Nobody else is reacting, so it probably came up while I was possessed.
“I c…could pay as w-well…just t-tell me the price and I wll t-try to pay b-back.”
And now Gruffydd felt like shit. Bride was crying and here he was wrapped up in his own thoughts. Kazuo seemed to have the situation well in hand, and Gruffydd wouldn't really know what to do regardless. This didn't sit well with him, but there wasn't really anything to do about it now. But Gruffydd's rumination could not continue, because Shiro was leading them to Ms. Sasaki. Ultimately, ut turned out to be this world's version of the Wonder Mall.
When Shiro was thrown through the window, Gruffydd was quickly at his side. Bride had already helped him to his feet, and he went in after Kazuo with the two of them. He flinched on seeing the shadow. It was even larger than Herne had been. Gruffydd brought his shovel to bare, but he didn't think it would do him much good. But then he remembered what Herne had told him.
"Call on me when you have need, and I shall strike down what assails you."
Stepping in front of Shiro and Bride, Gruffydd dug within himself. The image of a stag's face appeared over his—a mask. "Herne" The massive form of the Wild Hunter appeared before him. The nonexistent breeze that blew through his hair intensified. Herne extended his hand towards theshadow that dwarfed even him, and real wind could be felt.
[Roll: 6! Herne used Garu! Weakness Hit! 90 Wind Damage Dealt!]
The massive shadow was blasted by the force of Herne's gale, and Gruffydd's mouth grew into a grin. As Herne vanished from sight, leaving Gruffydd looked at the gargantuan shadow once again, only to see that it had fallen, and was in a very vulnerable position. His grin growing manic, he spoke, "Alright. Let's see what you're made of you thrice-damned ink-stain."
HP: 68/68
SP: 48/52
SP: 52/52
Gruffydd stopped breathing when Bride fell in the fountain. He was visibly shocked, and remarkably still. His mind was another matter entirely. As soon as he saw Bride in the fountain, he knew this wasn't going to end well. When the airs of the room changed, he slowly turned his head to see the enraged fae creature.
Their eviction had pushed his breath from his lungs, and sent him careening a short distance where he landed roughly on his back. The fairy was screaming about money, but Gruffydd wasn't paying any attention. We aren't dead? She's not going to kill us? Not even—
"But before that: a thousand curses upon your houses!"
"Curses. A thousand of them. Wonderful. It was nice knowing you guys." Given that whatever horrible magic this "Trish" had cast on them wasn't taking any immediate affects, Gruffydd decided to stand up. He felt considerably less horrible than he though someone who was just cursed by a fickle fae sprite.
“I..I-I am s-sorry…”
Gruffydd turned his head to Bride. With the latter drenched, and the former no longer panicking, it became self-evident that Bride merely dressed like a girl. And possessing a somewhat feminine appearance. Or she hadn't developed much yet. Nobody else is reacting, so it probably came up while I was possessed.
“I c…could pay as w-well…just t-tell me the price and I wll t-try to pay b-back.”
And now Gruffydd felt like shit. Bride was crying and here he was wrapped up in his own thoughts. Kazuo seemed to have the situation well in hand, and Gruffydd wouldn't really know what to do regardless. This didn't sit well with him, but there wasn't really anything to do about it now. But Gruffydd's rumination could not continue, because Shiro was leading them to Ms. Sasaki. Ultimately, ut turned out to be this world's version of the Wonder Mall.
When Shiro was thrown through the window, Gruffydd was quickly at his side. Bride had already helped him to his feet, and he went in after Kazuo with the two of them. He flinched on seeing the shadow. It was even larger than Herne had been. Gruffydd brought his shovel to bare, but he didn't think it would do him much good. But then he remembered what Herne had told him.
"Call on me when you have need, and I shall strike down what assails you."
Stepping in front of Shiro and Bride, Gruffydd dug within himself. The image of a stag's face appeared over his—a mask. "Herne" The massive form of the Wild Hunter appeared before him. The nonexistent breeze that blew through his hair intensified. Herne extended his hand towards theshadow that dwarfed even him, and real wind could be felt.
[Roll: 6! Herne used Garu! Weakness Hit! 90 Wind Damage Dealt!]
The massive shadow was blasted by the force of Herne's gale, and Gruffydd's mouth grew into a grin. As Herne vanished from sight, leaving Gruffydd looked at the gargantuan shadow once again, only to see that it had fallen, and was in a very vulnerable position. His grin growing manic, he spoke, "Alright. Let's see what you're made of you thrice-damned ink-stain."
HP: 68/68
SP: 48/52
Indeed. I am perturbed.
So @Blu, how do we figure out damage numbers? Just report base damage (or multiplied in the case of a critical), and you'll be able to tell us (or Bride, who can then tell us) how effective it was/wasn't?
<Snipped quote by Happy Go Lucky>
I'd expect most of the group to have an awkward time lol
So aside from Shinku and Gruffydd, does anyone else not know? And with Gruffydd's knowledge of fairies, I wonder just how much he knows about other demons in the series that may appear. I could see him being a demonology expert of sorts.
That is something I had not considered. He'll definitely be recognizing quite a few Personae, but he's not going to know the story of absolutely everything.
Gruffydd was still possessed when Bride revealed that he is a he. So that's going to be fun.
I know I missed the song-party by a couple of hours, but I decided I wanted to share this little diddy with you all. Definitely not Persona's style, but it was the first thing that popped into my head when thinking of songs related to escapism.
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