>>137470

The spell strikes Tiger through his shadow-self tendril block. A sharp twinge of directionless pain carries over the air, striking the thread of will that connects you to your shadowy Shalbaan. One of his forelegs jerks violently to the side with an audible crack, shattered at the joint. The creature lets out a suffering hiss in response, his assault faltering.

Freed of distraction, Anatu twirls her fiery green spear in the air and readies for another charge.

Looks like you didn’t really have as much time as you thought you did. And the steadily increasing burn in your leg isn’t doing you any favors.

>Retreat to Crabby, put him between you and Anatu and fill her full of holes.
>Retreat to Crabby, use him as a shield while you address your pressing injuries.
>Counter charge Anatu’s charge. Get on her, too close for her to use that spear of hers.
>Call on your circling steam serpents to dive bomb Anatu with what they’ve got left.
>Retreat out of sight into the mist, break contact and try to get the drop on Anatu.
>Stand firm against her charge, use your shield charm to break her momentum.
>Other (?)

>>137472
>Retreat to Crabby, use him as a shield while you address your pressing injuries.
>>Call on your circling steam serpents to dive bomb Anatu with what they’ve got left.

>>137472
>Other (?)
Try and Corrupt her spear and blood puppet her arm so she can't drop it. And try to have Monster hex the magical injury.

>>137472
>>Retreat to Crabby, use him as a shield while you address your pressing injuries.
>>Call on your circling steam serpents to dive bomb Anatu with what they’ve got left.

>>137472
>Retreat to Crabby, use him as a shield while you address your pressing injuries.

>>137531
blood puppet wont work on an enemy this strong.

Corrupt idea is good though

>>137472
>Call on your circling steam serpents to dive bomb Anatu with what they’ve got left.
>Retreat to Crabby, use him as a shield while you address your pressing injuries.
>>137531
Did we break her magical shield?

Alright lads, let's put together a unified plan. Going straight up in a face to face fight with all of our summons didn't work out at all. We need to stick to stealth and shadow, use poison, and our guns. We can't let her keep steamrolling through our assets like this.

Hey just want to say I was a big fan of this back in the day when it was just starting. I'm glad to still seeing it around and look forward to a lengthy archive feed.

>>137547
She's still affected my blood curse. So stalling is best.

But we need to take care of our leg first.

Steam serpent attack, also Crabby cover so you can get to wound-fixing.

Roll some dice.

Rolled 2 (1d100)

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Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>137601
>>137605
Excellent. Crabby doesn't disappoint.

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>137601

>>137605
nice

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>>137605
>>137609
So, 2 is technically lower than 97 is high, so we should be in the clear, right?

What happens if we get both a 1 and a 100 on a given roll?

>>137722
Sierra kicks ass while having an emotional breakdown. It's terrifying for everyone involved.

>>137730
I honestly kind of want to see that.

>>137722
We kill Anatu and also Wolf

>>137722

Don't ask these questions. That's like asking what happens if you roll two 1's or two 100's./

>>137816
With two one hundreds I'd just assume she explodes. Didn't the hollows say something early on like, "Infernus mixes explode."

>>137880
That was a dubious claim, to say the least

>>137946
if anyone could find a way to catastrophically fuck up a mostly-stable situation (i.e. her physical self) it'll be Sierra

You turn and take off toward Crabby, the huge hulk of bone and muscle flopping himself forward like a beached whale. Anatu perceives your intent and strikes forward in a dead run, raising her spear above her like a javelin.

You’re fast, but on open, even terrain, Anatu’s just that much faster. Stupid six-legged crab demons. You’ll never make it in time. You reach out to the intangible steam snakes still circling above in the mist, and order an airstrike – though with a certain gameplan. The extensions of your will launch into action immediately.

With twin howling shrieks, the boiling incarnations of fury hurl out of the sky and dive for Anatu’s maw.

When they’re just a few feet off, she flickers out of position, revealing her location to be elsewhere.
Without missing a stride, she lashes out with spear to slay the serpents.

But they slither back skyward in the nick of time – you weren’t planning on using them on a suicide run. Their mission was to distract. Just when they pull up, your Ashwight leaps out of the mists and crashes into Anatu’s flank. He hacks and raking his claws across the Heiress, opening wide cuts and tears in her curse-softened carapace. (Anatu: -8 HP: 80)

The sudden attack puts Anatu off center, and she rolls onto her side, taking further strikes from the Ashwight before she’s finally able to bring her spear to bear and force the summon to vanish from her.

As for you, you used the extra time to frog-hop Crabby and direct him to stay between you and Anatu. You have a couple things to figure out, namely your spear-wound. You crouch on the wet stone, cold rain soaked through your jeans. The cut doesn’t so much bleed as it does fizzle. Your blood smokes and evaporates without sealing the injury, the pain piercing straight down to the bone. (+1 Stress: 51) (-1 PP: 25) (-1 HP: 26) (+1 Fury: 69)

The hell is this? You and fire are supposed to be friends. Which means this doesn’t have anything to do with real fire, this is fake magic fire.

>>137961

Magic fire.

You kneel with your leg out and call out to Monster, raising your head to the heavens. “Hex me!”

In reply, your supercharged-imp swoops out of the sky, dropping a corrupting hex right on target. You angle your thigh to the side for maximum impact and lean back, grabbing your fancy enchanted chainmail up out of the way.

The hex shatters over your wound with a reverberating, numbing energy. Pins and needles shoot up and down your body. You pull back and try to insulate your power from the magic EMP. You ride out the hex uncomfortably, but without ill effect as it dissipates like static discharge.

Checking in on things, you find the wound has degraded back to the casual status of a minor, if unsightly, flesh wound. You automatically wonder if it’ll leave some kind of wicked scar. (-2 Stress: 49)

Now’s not the time for deep thought on such important matters, though. Anatu’s back up, though a bit worse for wear. You can scent her blood on the air, the taste of it vibrating with aromatic, savory power. (-1 Stress: 48) (+1 Fury: 70) It drives all sense of fatigue out of your body. You can’t help but let out a giddy laugh at the overwhelming sense of energetic liveliness that washes over you.

>>137967

Anatu’s next maneuver his held up by Crabby. When she attempts to circle around, the armored slogbuh shifts to the side to keep between you and her. When she moves the other way, he flops over in the appropriate direction, his rocky beak snapping at her as he makes angry whale noises.

Impatiently, she again twirls her spear at her side. The fiery green blade whistles hummingly through the air, evaporating any rain that strikes the blade. “Is this how you plan on mastering our realm, hellborn?” she calls out to you. “Running away from every threat? Cowering behind your magics like a hellion?”

The scent of her blood grows ever stronger in the air. How hard did your Ashwight hit her? It calls to you, practically begging for you to taste it. (+2 Fury: 72)

>Fix arm. (10 PP)
>Shoot Anatu.
>Taunt her. Goad her into attacking you from a position of weakness.
>Break out the fire whip.
>Inflict pain.
>Corrupt her spear.
>Attack. Bite her and retreat.
>Say stuff (?)
>Utilize tactics (?)
>Other (?)

[Forgot to subtract the previous corrupting hex, so an extra -4 PP]

>>137955
>sierra's physical form
>stable

>>137972
>>Inflict pain.
>>Corrupt her spear.

>>137972
>Fix arm. (10 PP)

>>137972
>Corrupt her spear.

>>137972
>Fix arm. (10 PP)
>Corrupt her spear.
>It's called tactics, Maybe you should try and use them some time!

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>Running on /qst/

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>>137972
>>Fix arm. (10 PP)
Get that squared away. Then:

>Inflict pain.
Soften her up so we get in melee and eat her PP.

>>137972
>Fix arm. (10 PP)

>“Running away from every threat? Cowering behind your magics like a hellion?
Well that is why we have waldo.

>>138020
No. Her Spear gives her the ability to inflict lingering wounds that sap both HP and PP. We have to prioritize disabling it. Else, she'll dominate our minions and us in CQC.

>>138003
Yeah I don't get it either

>>137972
>Attack. Bite her and retreat.
Plus some psychotropic venom

>>137972
We still have our grenade don't we?
That blood curse is doing a number on her carapace, we could try to distract her with a summon, get close, and strength of will a primed grenade into her body, then stun her with blood puppet until it pops.

Jesus christ we the Status Effect Queen and we're not even specced for it.

>>138095

Not sure if you have a grenade on your person. If you punched into her body and hellfired though, that might have a similar horrific effect.


Anyway, looks like you'll heal your arm and attempt to corrupt her weapon, then play it by ear from there.

Roll some dice.

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>138116

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>138116

>>138116
I seem to remember packing exactly one

Rolled 6 (1d100)

>>138116
Then we die right

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>138116

>>138133
~there goes my hero~

>>138116
>Not sure if you have a grenade on your person.
Good thing you aren't the specific person to be expected to know that.

>>138133
>>138135
SEVEN SECONDS
If i had been SEVEN fucking seconds later. If i had wondered just a little bit longer if there actually was a bridge in that image in the captcha. Then we would have been fucked.

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>>138143

I've been busy with things. I'll make when it comes to you being in a situation where you'd like to toss a grenade. I was just pointing out that there are alternatives.

>>138160

Such is life.

>>137972
Bitch should talk shit while hiding behind wooden shields like that. Snail whales are a shitload more metal than wood.

>>138164
SHINY AND CHROME

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>>138400

You resist the call for now, however distracting it might be. (+2 Stress: 51) You’re not throwing yourself under her emerald polearm just yet. Instead, you stand and step up onto Crabby’s leathery back and hold up your broken arm for Anatu to see.

The fire in your heart gives your magic an extra bite to it that wasn’t there before, and you chance doing something a bit different. You pull the power from your core and channel it directly into your flesh. You pattern the spell after of how Xanissil taught you, but use more improvisation and instinct than knowledge.

You feel the bones of your upper arm lace back together – it’s a weird and painful sensation. The wounds really seal up, but you feel strength return from your shoulder to your fingertips. (+2 HP: 28) (-10 PP: 15) (-1 Stress: 50) You roll your shoulder, making a point of showing Anatu the process unfold.

“I’ve got Waldric when I want somebody to cower for me,” you tell Anatu. “When I fight I win. If you don’t like it, fuck you.” With that, you lock your eyes on her endlessly twirling spear. You focus in a sheath of negative energy in around her weapon. (-2 PP: 13)

It’s flames sputter and spark, the hue of its shaft darkening and trembling. With a grimacing scowl, Anatu tightens her grip on her weapon with both hands and speaks another word of command. “Back!” (-4 PP: 30)

A great flare of power shocks through the manifest corruption. The black magic turns weak, thin like veiny cobwebs, before receding back from Anatu’s clawed fingertips.

Something strikes you of her expenditure of arcane strength. She is legitimately worried about losing her spear.

>>138439

If she rolled out that much magic every time she countered you, you might be able to bleed her dry by matching will with her over her prized weapon. This could be the turning point in your favor.

>Continue pumping energy into corrupting her spear. At this rate, you’ll outlast her reserves of power – you’ve got wells to fall back on if you bleed yourself dry. She doesn’t.
>Throw more corruption at her spear as a distraction.
>>While she’s struggling to retain control of it, jump of Crabby’s back and strike from above. Get into close quarters where you can start using your game-ending powers.
>>Tell Crabby to spit his napalm acid spit at her, then light her up.
>>Launch some other attack or debilitating spell at her. (?)
>>Call your remaining summons to strike now.
>>Summon Zithether.
>>Shoot her.
>>Chuck your Izhowak spine in Anatu’s direction.
>Other (?)

[There is no grenade.]

>>138445
>>Continue pumping energy into corrupting her spear. At this rate, you’ll outlast her reserves of power – you’ve got wells to fall back on if you bleed yourself dry. She doesn’t.

>>138445
>>Continue pumping energy into corrupting her spear. At this rate, you’ll outlast her reserves of power – you’ve got wells to fall back on if you bleed yourself dry. She doesn’t.
>>Tell Crabby to spit his napalm acid spit at her, then light her up.

>>138445
>Throw more corruption at her spear as a distraction.
>Throw a pain on top of that to make her countering it harder
>then close and hellfire body punch >>138116

>>138445
>Continue pumping energy into corrupting her spear. At this rate, you’ll outlast her reserves of power – you’ve got wells to fall back on if you bleed yourself dry. She doesn’t.

>>138445
>Throw more corruption at her spear as a distraction.
>>Chuck your Izhowak spine in Anatu’s direction.
I really want to see what happens when we hit someone with this.

We can spend landwells to get more PP right?

>>138516
Yep full pp

>>138445
>>Continue pumping energy into corrupting her spear. At this rate, you’ll outlast her reserves of power – you’ve got wells to fall back on if you bleed yourself dry. She doesn’t.
>>Tell Crabby to spit his napalm acid spit at her

How long are landwells burned for again?

>>138445
>>Continue pumping energy into corrupting her spear. At this rate, you’ll outlast her reserves of power – you’ve got wells to fall back on if you bleed yourself dry. She doesn’t.
>>Tell Crabby to spit his napalm acid spit at her, then light her up.

>>138445
>>Continue pumping energy into corrupting her spear. At this rate, you’ll outlast her reserves of power – you’ve got wells to fall back on if you bleed yourself dry. She doesn’t.
>>>Call your remaining summons to strike now.

>>138524
1 day

>>138519
This is going to be great.
Anantu: "I might have lost my spear, but you are now all out of peepees. Submit foolish imperiate."
Sierra: "Nope."

>>138519

If you're at the well. If you're not, 1 LW = 2 PP right now. Also I suppose you should be at 13 LW because the supercharge on summoning super-Monster.

Still, that's like 20 PP you can have access to in a pinch.

>>138524

Around a week. But in general they'll recharge at around +1 per day.

Anyway, so right now you'll continue your corruption gambit, then come out of that by ordering Crabby into the fight.

Roll some dice.

Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>138556

Rolled 17 (1d100)

>>138556
Looks like I got back from dinner at the right time.

Rolled 83 (1d100)

>>138556
Witness me

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>138556

>>138563
Thanks

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>>138565

>>138570
It wasn't a very good dinner anyway.

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>138556

>>138556
Oh wow, i keep forgetting all the amazing powers we have. I mean holy shit that char sheet is getting long.

So with Way of the Crooked Passage could we teleport to underneath Anantu? And do something there? Like explode?

>>138665
As it should be

>>138706
I'd rather stay away from the close combat monster, unless she can produce Crowther on the spot.

>>138706
Man why are we staying away from her when we can explode?

>>138706

The lighting's not great for Crooked Passage. But if it was, it would be something to consider I guess.

>>138732
It ain't that good man. Just a thin wall of flame and some minor concussion.

>>138735
But the mist would mute a lot of the lighting wouldn't it? I mean really dense mist is fairly dark. And VERY shadowy.

>>138741
Unless we enhance it with shadowflame. In which case it would (as far as i have understood) burn away her peepee

>>138741
>Explosive Flare: An explosive blast of intense heat and fire, which emanates off of Sierra's person. Damage: ~14 (AOE), Cost: 8 PP + 10 Stress
It's more damage than being hit with a max roll firewipe

“Look who’s cowering behind magic now,” you say. You hold firm on target then, curling tendrils of corruption back over Anatu’s spear with the power of your will.

Anatu fights back with pyrrhic stubbornness. “I said back!” she shouts, her words causing the air to contract with sudden cold.

Your wills meet in the focal point of her spear, the air around it wavering with opposing energy. You narrow your eyes. Anatu tightens her fists and braces herself. You reach out a hand, clenching your own fingers reflexively in mimicking your own mental and physical efforts.

You do not relent.

Neither does Anatu.

Around the cynosure of magic, wind and rain begin spinning, swirling around the both of you like the eye of a storm. Whether it’s the freed energy from opposite spells cancelling each other out or if it’s the brunt force of your attack bleeding through to your landmastery and screwing with the weather, you can’t tell, nor do you care right now.

This is between you and the Heiress, you and the bitch who thought she could screw with you and steal your home out from under your feet. It’s not happening, not today, not ever. Flames of resolve roar up off your back and shoulders as you bow into the current of energy conducting out of your body. (+5 Stress: 55) (+3 Fury: 75) (+1 HP: 29)

You grimace and dredge up every ounce of power, scraping the bottom of your bones for all bits of energy that can go into your magic. Anatu’s fierce, toothsome expression remains set, though becomes increasingly stressed as you both drain yourselves of your reserves.

She cringes back under the direct contest, while your passion and rage drive you only upward and outward.

Your powers falter. (You: 3 PP) Anatu’s fail. (Anatu: 1 PP)

The struggle leaves both of you exhausted. Luckily you’re not the only one on your side. Heaving for breath, you tap your heel on Crabby’s back. “Light her up,” you say hoarsely, sliding off his back and back onto the ground.

>>138843

At your command, Crabby rears up and hocks a loogie of foul mucus at the Heiress.

A beleaguered Anatu widens her eyes and hurls herself to the side. Crabby shifts to the side and spits again. Gasping with naked desperation, the Heiress scrambles and scampers out of the way of the napalm, barely managing to stay ahead of the acidic gunk.

The Ashwight sprints in again at her, springing out of the mist with scything talons hunched up by its face.

Anatu lashes desperately out at the apparition, just in time to make it vanish. But the sudden turn puts too much weight on her Hellhound-mauled leg, and it slips out from under her. She half falls over onto her side, and has to use her hands to stop herself from sprawling out on the watery concrete.

In the mists, she watches the vague form of Tiger prowls past with paranoia, all the while trying to keep an eye on the steaming serpents circling like crows overhead. You feel Anatu’s resolve waver, the mark of fear and weakness biting into her strained aura.

She coughs and wipes the blood from her shoulder and neck where she’s been slashed, uses her spear as a point of balance to get herself back on her feet. “I’ve eaten the hearts of terrors surpassing you and your pets,” says Anatu in a gruff tone, rolling her jaw, giving a brief glance of her several rows of boney teeth. “Yours shall be no different. Surrender and live, creature.”

Confidence quickly seeps back into her, eclipsing the uncertainty of just a moment earlier.

>Say stuff (?)
>Do things (?)
>Attack (?)
>Other (?)

>>138853
>fear
Zitheater time

>>138853
>>138863
Let's just see where this goes.

>>138853
>Use some landwells to get some power back and corrupt her spear.

>>138853
>start draining landwells for power
Go for a mental assault, hit her with a terror before making ranged attacks, guns and spear throw.

>>138853
Inflict Terror

>>138853
Drain Landwells, then Terror and Corrupt

>>138881
seconded, undermine her.

>>138853
How much PP would we get from dismissing Monster?

>>138853
Drain landwells and firewhip her.

She probably has some ace up her sleeve.

>>138853
Drain landwells, apply terror.

Oh and we have to remember not to drain the landwell closest to us.

>>138853
>other(?)
Mist clone Anatu and make her fight herself

All right. So start using landwells for power, try not to use the San Bruno or Muir Woods wells, and then inflict terror.

Roll dice.

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>138961
I will be witnessed

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>138961

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>138961

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>138961

Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>138961

>>138961
well that could have gone better

>>138964
your failure will be, that's for certain

>>138993
We just have to hope our summons roll better than we do

>>139005
>>138993
Not like we tried a particularly difficult action.

Hell we've been playing this entire fight safe as fuck.

>>138853
Can we please use Shadowfire this fight?

Like shit we've been uncharacteristically smart about this fight. Is Sierra finally maturing?

Not to say that Rip and Tear doesn't have its place but this is the smart option.

Interestingly, you do have some blood magic spells cued up you could cast from HP.

>>139043
Which ones?

You smirk at her. “I’m not done yet,” you reply. And then you flex your awareness to encompass your disparate landwells scattered across the US – from national forests in Southern California to sand dunes in Canada, you call forth the power that’s pooled from the lands of your dominion.

Power floods back into you from out of the aether. (+10 PP: 13; -5 LW: 7)

Anatu goes rigid as she senses your increasing strength. “How is it done?” she asks, bewildered at the miraculous production of power. “It isn’t possible.” Despite her knowledge of magic, you guess even in Stygia landmasters aren’t so well understood. But you’re not here to teach her about druid stuff. You’re here to beat the hell out of her.

You scoff dismissively in reply. “I’m the Imperiate, I do whatever I fucking please,” you say. With such a pronouncement, you level your baleful gaze at her, lock eye contact, and slam a fistful of terror down her throat. (-2 PP: 11)

Fear cuts lines through Anatu’s confidence in inevitable victory, and her body begins trembling nervously. “Your magic is weak! Your dominion is frail!” she shrieks, grabbing a bulky iron flask from inside her robe and prying at the lid. “I will not break, I will not bow to you, blood-traitorous hoop-licker!” The lid pops free, and white-green emerald flames begin erupting from the top like a geyser. “Burn forever!”

hoop-licker. that's a new one.

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>>139185
>hoop-licker!

>>139185
>hoop-licker
hey now, we never pursued our "sister"

>>139185

Before you can make a move, she hefts the flask at you and Crabby, and immediately flattens herself to the ground, shielding her head.

The flask flips through the air, green light and molten iron screech out the top like some kind of overzealous firework.

>Throw yourself as far away as physically possible and hit the dirt.
>Corrupting hex the incoming flask.
>Utilize Crabby as meat shield.
>Time for Monster to perform the last clutch interception of the game.
>Activate magic chainmail.
>Attempt to swat the bomb right back at her with a flare of shadow.
>Use most of your freshly gained power to shadow yourself out of the way.
>Other (?)

>>139194
>Utilize Crabby as meat shield.
>Attempt to swat the bomb right back at her with a flare of shadow.

>>139194
>>Use most of your freshly gained power to shadow yourself out of the way.

Told you about that ace up her sleeve.

>>139194
>Utilize Crabby as meat shield.
as a contingency for
>Attempt to swat the bomb right back at her with a flare of shadow.

>>139194
>>Attempt to swat the bomb right back at her with a flare of shadow.
>Use most of your freshly gained power to shadow yourself out of the way.

>>139072

Well the only suggestion I saw was Soul Drinker, so you've got that. But your other 'inscribed spells', like blood puppetry and your other blood magic things like convulsing shock can be cast from HP if you'd like.

>>139194
>Utilize Crabby as meat shield.
As we try to
>Attempt to swat the bomb right back at her with a flare of shadow.

>>139194
>Activate magic chainmail.
Kill the bitch?

>>139194
Voting for this >>139210

All right, so you'll try to bounce the flask back at her, and it that doesn't work, you'll activate crabshield. Roll some dice.

Rolled 57 (1d100)

>>139286

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>139286
Failure won't stop me

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>139286

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>139286

>>139295

Mediocre, but how hard is it to ping pong a magic bomb or dive under a graboid?

Anyway that'll be it for tonight. You did good.

>>139295
Not super, but with our huge investment in shadow skills hopefully it's enough

>>139320

AKA I'll see you next time. Classes are a little more intense than I expected of spring semester, so I might not run a thread until next Saturday/Sunday.

Thanks for reading, participating, or just lurking if that's your thing.

>>139328
Thanks for running

>>139328
Thanks for running boss

>>139328
Good thread, thanks

>>139328
Thanks for running, i'd have suggested getting sluggy to do a can opener on her now that she has gone tp ground, but i had to chase after a junky trying to steal a bag full of icecream.