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As you exit into the hall alongside your friend and companion, Profectus' voice draws your attention away from the servant nervously watching you out of the corner of her eye. "You know, Mik. Speaking of forms of magic which aren't easily categorized-"

"We probably shouldn't speak of them so openly in public, I agree." You cut him off before he's able to publicly declare you've revived enchanting or name you a master of lost arts which seldom few know existed in the first place. He glances towards the servant, a nod his only acknowledgement of what you've said.

As the two of you begin to navigate the halls, Profectus' voice drops to a whisper. "No, but seriously. Why don't you do anything substantive with what you've come to understand? I mean, it kind of seems like you've only used it to create trinkets."

"I'm not really sure." You admit, sighing wearily. "Lack of necessity and ideas, I suppose. I've been toying with a few ideas though. Making a ring to expand the mind, or a weapon of some sort to shoot lightening. I think both would be fairly simple artifacts to make, but I worry they may need to be further refined before I actually attempt to create them. Obviously I'd need some method of controlling the lightening weapon, I was thinking vys could work. Perhaps some sort of elaborate construction similar to my pistol whereby depressing a trigger presses a mark rune to an array activated by mark, thus firing the weapon. I feel I would need Skull Kid's assistance in constructing such a weapon in a manner that doesn't shock the user."

Profectus nods his head appreciatively. "Alright, lightning guns sound useful. I could get behind that. All I'm saying, Mik, is that you've been given a gift that you've hardly used." He can see your obvious rebuttal, and begs you hold your tongue. "I know, I know. I'm hardly one to talk. I at least recognize my laziness for what it is."

As much as you hate to admit it, he has a point. You still dig your elbow into his arm. Not hard enough to cause any real harm, but he feigns hurt nonetheless. "Perhaps I'll let you test my creations then, if you're so eager for me to put what I've learned to good use."

He shrugs his shoulders, stone hand rubbing his upper arm. "I wouldn't mind that. Gods know it wouldn't be the first time, and I imagine your artifacts would require a lot less bodily harm than the ones currently attached to me."

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You fall into a comfortable silence following that conversation. Your walk through the castle is brief and uninterrupted. For some reason most of the servants seem to be actively avoiding you, one going so far as to duck into a slave's passage the very moment you stepped into the hall. You don't really consider your new appearance that frightening, and your companions don't seem to mind it either. Granted your group of friends probably aren't a good metric by which to judge the opinions of the wider populace. Especially considering that half of them cling to the societal mores of a civilization long dead.

You emerge into the courtyard to find Darzi already waiting for you, dressed in loose fitting pants and having forgone a shirt in favor of a simple cloth wrap around her breast. You allow yourself a moment to admire her as she moves through the ninety-three forms of Marsala Ve. It's strange to think that only a few months ago, seeing her bare this much skin would be unthinkable. So insecure was she regarding her scars. Now she wears the scattered collections of puckered flesh which crawl their way across her forearms as badges of honor.

Then you realize that Profectus is admiring her in much the same way you are, and jealousy rears its ugly head. You remind yourself that he likely isn't aware of the relationship between the two of you, and that Darzi would never debase herself with an elf, but it bothers you nonetheless.

“You should probably stretch, Mikhael.” Darzi's voice serves to remind you why you're here. She currently stands posed upon one foot, her other stretched nearly vertically in the air. “I don't plan on treating you gently.”

With a reluctant sigh you remove your cloak and fold it neatly, setting it aside for the time being. Then you take up your position at the opposite end of the courtyard and begin to run through your own forms. Where as Darzi moves through each stance slowly and methodically, every muscle carefully controlled, you tend to prefer more explosive burst of movement. After all in actual combat you're not going to be lightly tapping your opponents.

Profectus takes a seat on the rim of a fountain, watching passively while he enjoys that flatbread wrap creation of his. “You know,” He pauses to swallow his mouthful of meat and bread. “I never quite understood why you Samjan have to get all theatrical with your combat. We never did anything nearly this elaborate in training. Just had some wicker shields and wooden swords and we'd beat the crap out of each other.”

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“Perhaps that is why the soldiers of Rhynia are infamous for their inability to act independently.” Darzi shoots back, her arm gliding slowly forward as though to strike with the elbow. “You are not trained to fight as an individual but as a group. A philosophy with its own benefits and drawbacks, but one which we have never shared.”

Prof finishes off the last of his breakfast before offering a reply. “Well it certainly served us well, considering we conquered nearly the whole of Northern Hiacia. Personal skill doesn't matter much on a battlefield, after all. When ten thousand men clash discipline wins the day.”

You frown, slipping easily back into the first form after a sweeping kick. “It's not like the Rhynian Empire managed to keep their territorial gains. For the vast majority of the war the Fortress of Eshnuk served as the border between Rhynia and Hiacia. There are notably few examples of expansion beyond, limited to the rule of but a single Emperor and lost during the reign of his successor.”

You finish running through each of the ninety-three forms only moments after Darzi managed the same, despite her initial head start. With that out of the way you turn to face one another, bowing low as a sign of respect. It seems Darzi intends to spar traditionally, judging by the fact she immediately falls into her stance, but you were under the impression that you'd be meditating upon forms first.

>You'd actually prefer to meditate using a different method, like Meditation upon Reality, so this works out perfectly.
>Suggest getting the meditation out of the way before you start throwing one another around the courtyard.
>If you spar first, Meditation upon Forms could serve as a way to relax afterwards.
>Write-in

>>191359
>If you spar first, Meditation upon Forms could serve as a way to relax afterwards.

Oh, and a quick note. I couldn't really justify Mik just spouting off about possible methods by which a battle meditation might be turned into an impossible weapon of war within the context of this post. However, it would make sense in my mind for him to bring it up after Meditation upon Forms, since the concept of a Martial Trance is very closely related.

>>191359
>>If you spar first, Meditation upon Forms could serve as a way to relax afterwards.

Well, nice to see you back boss.

>>191359
>If you spar first, Meditation upon Forms could serve as a way to relax afterwards.

>>191355
>Darzi would never debase herself with an elf, but it bothers you nonetheless.
kek. Way to forget she's from a wandering band of sand gypsy whores.

>>191375
Stop encouraging him.

>>191359
>If you spar first, Meditation upon Forms could serve as a way to relax afterwards.

>>191359
>>You'd actually prefer to meditate using a different method, like Meditation upon Reality, so this works out perfectly.

>>191406
>>191396
>>191386
>>191371
>Spar first, meditate later.

>>191436
>This is perfect

Writin'

Gimme a sec to figure out bonuses and the like for this roll.

>>191458
I was expecting you to ditch again today, Soma.

ROOOOOOOOLL 3d10+4 (+6 from Veteran of Marsala Ve, +2 from Anatomical Knowledge, -4 due to Horny Bastard) VS DC 23 (Base 15, +8 from Master of Marsala Ve)
Given time and practice, you can eventually eliminate the -4 malus due to the horns. It will just take some adjustment to the standard Marsala Ve forms.
As per usual when it comes to sparring, spending vys would typically be considered "cheating". You'll also be fighting unarmed and unarmored.

>>191477
Starting next Wednesday most likely I'll be able to resume a regular schedule.

Rolled 6, 6, 5 + 4 = 21 (3d10 + 4)

>>191498

Rolled 6, 3, 2 + 4 = 15 (3d10 + 4)

>>191498
We advanced in Marsala Ve Proficiency pretty fast, going from practioner to veteran. I assume it's due to training with someone with a higher skill level?

Rolled 2, 8, 8 + 4 = 22 (3d10 + 4)

>>191498

Rolled 5, 6, 10 + 4 = 25 (3d10 + 4)

>>191498

So can we find a way to Jew a bonus out?>>191375
Soma please no, this sounds like shit.

>>191498
>>191522
Wait soma do we get a bonus from fighting/sparring darzi multiple times already?
We have fought her enough to warrant a +1 or 2.

>>191498
Is this roll to win or to git gud?

>>191536
stop being such a goddamn jew and take your blows like a man

>>191536
She'd reasonably get the same, if not greater, bonus.

>>191508
>>191511
>>191514
also, no spending. the horns are a good enough excuse to not come off as a pussy despite the critfail

>>191540
It's a roll to not cry like a bitch when she pushes our shit in.

>>191511
Yeah, when you had Darzi training you in the beginning I believe you had a +6 bonus to advancement due to her skill level relative to yours. These days she'd offer only a +2, because you're still relatively close in terms of proficiency.

>>191508
>>191511
>>191514
>21, 15, 22 vs DC 23
>Severe Failure!

>Cheat, spend 3 for a Regular Success.
>Cheat like a motherfucker, spend 11 for a Great Success.
>Play this fair and square, don't spend any vys.

>>191540
This is a roll to win, you'll be gitting gud regardless. I'm not going to have Mik completely embarrass himself either, he's not going to trip over his own feet or anything, but it will be fairly one sided.

>>191536
She would gain the same bonus, so they'd just sort of cancel each other out.

>>191550
>>Play this fair and square, don't spend any vys.

>>191550
>Cheat like a motherfucker, spend 11 for a Great Success.

>>191550
>>Cheat like a motherfucker, spend 11 for a Great Success.
Darzi is about to rank up right? Beating the shit out of her with roids will surely push her over

>>191550
>Play this fair and square, don't spend any vys.
If only there was a fourth cheating option of breaking her concentration, but since there isn't this will do.

>>191550
>Play this fair and square, don't spend any vys.

>>191550
Hey soma is this best two of three or 3 of 5?

>>191550
>Cheat like a motherfucker, spend 11 for a Great Success.

>>191550
>>Play this fair and square, don't spend any vys.

>>191550
>>>Play this fair and square, don't spend any vys.
can we use our nature trait to get into her mind, learn more from her? or does it only work when teaching?

Time to watch the ip's jump.

>>191550
>Play this fair and square, don't spend any vys.
As much fun as it would be to cheat like an asshole with metal magic, don't.

>>191550
>Play this fair and square, don't spend any vys.

>>191550
>Play this fair and square, don't spend any vys.

>>191571
I take into account only the first three rolls. I don't really think of it as a "best of" system. I set a DC, and if two out of the first three rolls pass then it's a success. If three out of the first three rolls pass, it's a Great Success. If one out of the first three rolls pass, it's a failure. If none of the rolls pass, it's a severe failure.

>>191552
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>>191589
>Play it fair.

>>191572
>>191561
>>191553
>CHEEEAAAAT

Writin'

>>191550
Fair and square

Rolled 8, 2, 6 = 16 (3d10)

rolling for nat3

>>191599
I was talking about the spar.
Surely mik would try to wiggle it to be two of three after such an ass whooping.

>>191578
We were just learning a technique about memory manipulation which is useful for learning new things.

>>191698
that was about picking out specific memories and cutting them out and possibly transplanting them into our own mind

it probably causes permanent memory loss, though, so no using it on our companions until we can copy the memory instead of stealing it

>>191716
Sounds like a mix of metal and nature magic to me. Insofar as the schools of magic have meaning.

>>191716
The book was about to explain that part.

Be back in a bit, gonna eat.

>>191727
Actually it's neither from what I can tell.

>>191737
Ah, I meant if we were going to be forced to improvise copying rather than theft. But it seems like that's covered by the Shaping Arts all on its lonesome?

The anachronistic janky translation of the Shaping Arts book makes it hard for me to remember its contents well.

>>191716
We already experience this at the start of the quest.

>>191765
It's the basis for shapeshifting technically it's own school as far as I know.

>>191765
think of it as "how to fuck about with your self-image 101"

Mik still has one forbidden ultimate technique he hasn't fully understood yet, and it might be more powerful than Ascension and Shaping Arts. I'm talking about truly Divine Magic, shit that the Gods and their Children do.

Check the Metaphysics Expanded bin. http://pastebin.com/ibi8j7Md

>These 'Children of the Gods' as you call them. We refer to them as Servants, and this is an umbrella term for all beings which serve the gods directly or indirectly. Separate from spirits, which once served the gods but do not any longer. Regardless, these most powerful servants which the Gods created possess a form of divine magic. It is akin to enchanting, in that it relies upon directly affecting the strings which bind reality...“The insight you gleaned likely pertained in some way to this form of magic the Children employ. Directly affecting the strings which bind reality without using vys, or the husk.

We're talking about shit so powerful, even ancient spirits don't have it. Shit so powerful, it's literally God tier.

>>191874
Kill yourself you gook

>>191874
we already knew this, slowpoke

>>191920
Mik has yet to understand this magic past the theoretical level, much less the conceptual or practical level. I'm saying we should investigate this magic further. Shaping Arts will allow us internal manipulation, Divine will allow us external manipulation. We should see what the benefits and costs each has to offer.

>>191928
niggers like you are the reason we never focus on any one thing

fuck off

We should do lewd things to Darzi during sparing to try to throw her off her game

>>191935
>implying that if not for Mik's magical diversity, he'd still be alive today

It does appeal to me in the sense that Godly divine magic is more interesting than mortal magic.

>>191951
diversity my ass, we've been surviving solely on water magic since we GM'd it

>>191968
I want to if we can remove our Water GM insight and do it over again.

>>191968
We've used fire and metal pretty regularly. Nature in a support capacity some times. Earth in a support capacity during a bunch of our experimentation.

>>191968
We rely on Metal magic just as much as water lately. We deal with too much void shit not to.

Well, this is fine. Sparring first will mean the meditation afterwards can serve as a way to stretch away any resulting soreness, thus helping with your recovery. This in mind you drop into your own stance, hands held out before you and weight balanced upon your back foot.

The match starts off equally enough. Neither of you is really willing to close with the other, so you end up exchanging kicks and a few errant punches at a distance without really scorring any major . This isn't quite the same as sparring in your heavy armor. Sure, it hurt a little to get smacked about in that, but the immense amounts of vys flowing through you no doubt alleviated any pain you felt to a large degree. This is full contact, and you've little in the way of protective equipment.

You push yourself forward and swing for her jaw, but she slaps your hand away and drills her palm into the point where you arm and shoulder meet. The entire limb goes limp, pins digging into the flesh from the tops of your fingers all the way to your neck. Darzi is quick to capitalize on your injury, following up with a swift kick to the side of your knee which buckles your leg. You try to recover with a punch to her solar plexus but she effortlessly blocks the blow and grabs you by the horns. As she falls backwards into a roll one of her feet find your chest, and you find yourself hurtling through the air.

Your back slams into the cobblestones with enough force that the wind is driven from your lungs. You numb the pain almost as a reflex, and this minor use of magic allows you to avoid writhing about on the floor gasping for air. It's still not pleasant, but at least you don't totally embarrass yourself.

Darzi offers a hand and helps you to your feet. “You're going to want to either learn to guard your head, or turn the tables on those who go for your horns. They're a rather obvious weakness though, and I can't imagine that an attempt to gore your opponent would go well for you. For now just keep your guard up and perhaps keep your head back.”

You nod, pressing your hands against your lower back and stretching as best you're able. Gods, but that hurt. Stone was perhaps not the best place to do this. Still, that was but the end of the first round. Perhaps you'll be able to turn the tables on her next time around.

Once you've recovered as best you're able, you fall into your stance once again. This time you take on a more aggressive tactic, pushing off your back foot to launch yourself forward and coiling yourself as though a snake preparing to strike. When Darzi swings her back leg forward to take your legs out from under you, you thrust your leg forward to intercept the blow.

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Your fist finds her jaw in the same moment her foot strikes your shin. It hurts, but you're not truly knocked off balance. Darzi on the other hand is sent reeling. She throws a punch in an attempt to recover but it's sloppy at best, you catch her arm and twist it upwards, only to bring your elbow down upon her shoulder. She cries out, but before you're able to finish her off you feel her fist impact your ribs. If you didn't know any better you'd almost say something was broken.

She lips out of your grip, spinning on one leg to bring her knee up into your abdomen. After that exchange the two of you separate, allowing each other a moment to recover. Then the melee is rejoined. She pushes herself forward, and though you try to ward her off with a swift kick she catches the blow and throws your leg upward. Your feet slip out from under you, and she's quick to take advantage.

She mounts you, and though you try to kick her in the side of the head as she gets close you're unable to land a meaningful blow. The tips of her fingers strike your throat, and suddenly you can't breath. She follows it with a palm strike to the chin which knocks your head against the stone. You can barely move, your eyes unfocused, and perhaps recognizing this Darzi rises to her feet. Eventually your senses return to you, but the pounding headache is an unpleasant reminder of how thoroughly she trounced you in that engagement.

She's saying something but you're having trouble hearing her. You think you might have a concussion, and channeling a touch of Water magic confirms your suspicions. You try to heal yourself but channeling vys in any significant quantity proves impossibly difficult. Then strength floods through your limbs, the veil which clouded your thoughts lifting.

“Did you hear me, Mikhael? You're not looking too good.” Darzi crouches over you, a hand rested on your chest and her concern self-evident.

You rub the back of your head, and are surprised when your fingers come away wet. The wound is healed now, but clearly at some point you were bleeding. “Sorry, I couldn't quite make it out. Think that last blow might have temporarily robbed me of my senses.”

She breathes a sigh of relief. “Gods above, I thought for a moment I'd broken your head. Do you want to call it here? I thought we might go for one more round, but we might just as well begin the meditation now.”

>Go for one more round. Third time's the charm, after all.
>Take your defeat with grace, and begin the meditation. Ask Profectus if he'd like to join you.
>Write-in

>>192007
okay, shitposting aside, here's how I remember using elements:

fire magic has been pretty useless... until we learned soulfire or whatever the cool kids are calling it. but that's outside regular fire magic, not something we learned by meditating on fire. we can do most things fire can do with water, thanks to being a master of frostbite.

we barely use metal at all for anything other than soul shenanigans. it's good for preserving sanity, but we never used its full potential. seriously, we can probably shoot small objects like bullets by now, or possibly disarm a platoon within seconds.

nature is only getting useful just now, we barely used it without the dragon staff/armor vision until we got tremorsense recently. the dragon staff did let us avoid ambushes and pull of the shah's assassination though, so that'll change soon because shaping arts seems to require gitting gud with nature.

we rarely used earth without the sleeve because we suck at it. I can't even remember ever using it during combat, same as metal and nature. honestly, we're good enough at earth to pull of most of the techniques that make up its appeal.

now think about how often we've been using water, often without even spending vys. if we weren't a GM in it, we would've lost so many companions and body parts it's not even funny.

>>192098
>>Take your defeat with grace, and begin the meditation. Ask Profectus if he'd like to join you.

>>192098
>>>Go for one more round. Third time's the charm, after all.
>>Take your defeat with grace, and begin the meditation. Ask Profectus if he'd like to join you.

combine these two by teaching them battle trance

>>192098
>Go for one more round. Third time's the charm, after all.

>>192098
>>Go for one more round. Third time's the charm, after all.

>>192098
>Go for one more round. Third time's the charm, after all.

>>192098
>>Take your defeat with grace, and begin the meditation. Ask Profectus if he'd like to join you

>>192098
>Ask Brofectus if he wants to spar with you.

>>192098
>Go for one more round. Third time's the charm, after all.
Git gud or die trying.

>>192114
>combine these two by teaching them battle trance
>implying we can
We're not even capable of it until we we hit Master in Nature and Marsala Ve.

>>192098
>Go for one more round. Third time's the charm, after all.

Severe fails do give more for advancement than most results. Best to remove our vulnerability now instead of it coming up in an actual fight.

>>192098
>>Write-in
combine both options for solo battle meditation. See how it fares against an opponent like Darzi sans meditation trance, and then have her try it as well. That way you have a baseline to work towards, and possibly spot problems or difficulties right away before you both try it at the same time.

>>192105
Fire magic governs illusions, which we use all the time for stealth and talking rolls. We also use it when defending against fire fairly often. Surya's Vice has been useful a few times, though that's recent.

The really useful application of metal magic would be getting +18 soak on rolls. +6 from marsala ve, +2 from anatomical knowledge, armor bonuses, shield bonuses, weapon bonuses. We're a monster in melee if we bother to use metal magic properly.

Agreed on nature and earth, largely.

>>192105
>Fire magic has been pretty useless.
>
>Illusions have been pretty useless
>Invisibility, pretty useless
What exactly do you think fire magic is?

>>192149
The nature is only need to casting during it

>>192173
>>192170
I totally forgot about illusions, yeah.
>>192149
that's for avatar mode, not regular trance.

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>>192154
>You got lucky, that's all!

>>192108
>>192140
>Maybe it'd be best to just meditate, take it a little easier for a while.

>>192144
>Spar Prof, there's no way an elf could beat you.

>>192162
>>192114
>Try to teach Darzi and Prof to meditate in battle.

ROOOOOOOOOOOOLL ME 3d10+5 (+6 from Veteran of Marsala Ve, +2 from Anatomical Knowledge, -3 due to Horny Bastard) vs DC 23 (Base 15, +8 from Master of Marsala Ve)

Rolled 3, 10, 3 + 5 = 21 (3d10 + 5)

>>192202

Rolled 1, 9, 1 + 5 = 16 (3d10 + 5)

>>192202
wew

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Rolled 4, 2, 10 + 5 = 21 (3d10 + 5)

>>192202

Rolled 9, 1, 8 + 5 = 23 (3d10 + 5)

>>192202

>>192205
>>192206
>>192208
we sure love getting our asses kicked.

>>192205
>>192206
>>192208
Those damn horns!!!!

>>192202
Horns are really messing us up. We need to git gud with them.

Also, considering that you've been sparing a lot lately, and just in general getting into melee more often recently, I'll be giving you a significant bonus to your next roll to train Marsala Ve. You're one insight away from Master Rank, and I'm thinking it will probably be at least a +6 bonus. Basically, given proper preparation you'll probably reach Master the next time you train.

>>192205
>>192206
>>192208
>21, 16, 21 vs DC 23
>Severe Failure
Ouch.

>>192205
>>192206
>>192208

these horns suck ass, i demand a refund.

Our head has more range than shes used to, can we swipe at her with our horns? maybe use our body weight to throw her if she grabs on?

Rolled 5, 6, 3 + 5 = 19 (3d10 + 5)

>>192205
>>192206
>>192208
You guys are fucking awful, look at those shit rolls.

>>192236
but Zahak said he likes them

>>192233
If Darzi has any, no matter how meager, confidence issues at this point I'm sure these back to back failures assure her that she is the party's primary mage geeker.

>>192251
This.
That's why we need to learn to fight with our horns and use them to our advantage. We can't just get rid of them, it would make Zahak sad.

>>192258
I wonder if we can rot them off temporarily. Like the next time she grabs them, just rot them off and fuck her up while she's off balance.

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>>192252
Actually, that might be Chryssa, because stealth, aimbot mask, and her giant bow. Darzi is supposed to be tank, might pick up DPS as secondary once this Avatar thing gets off the ground.

Also, we should totally make Chryssa a bow, with her help, out of Spirit Ivory. There's more than enough material.

>>192233
What tier would a bow made of Spirit Ivory even be in?

>>192251
the're the worst, not to mention all the gold they are going to force us to spend to get horn holes for all of our helmets.

>>192258
I agree that eliminating the malus isn't enough. We should train until we get a bonus to our rolls.

>>192258
Zahak will love us no matter what. Maybe we should get gud with the shaping arts, that way we can choose when to have horns and when not to.

>>192268
I mean if we're going to use magic why not just reinforce our body with metal and get a +18 bonus to melee combat

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>>192274
>all this awesome magic shit we can do
>wants to headbutt his enemies to dead

>>192275
Thanks anon, you gave my imagination a creepy image of Mikael with prehensile horns.

>>192252
We are straight up not spending and she can tell we are holding back.
Even soma has said mik would mop The floor with most of our party(before chrysa advanced).

>>192275
Or better yet, shape them into different forms. Turn them into effective weapons.

>>192272
If we're thinking of Darzi as a tank, we should be trying to enchant her with some anti-magic armor. I mean sure, Darzi's ragdolling us now. But if we were using magic and in a fight to death, we'd just rot her heart out or something.

>>192295
He is saying she is a tank becuase of her armour.

>>192287
that reminds me, the first thing we should do with shapeshifting should be to grow a second dick.

>>192286
That would be the most impressive and metal way to beat a strong opponent at this point. Throwing vys based attacks at a mage is easy, goring him to death is a challenge.

>>192286
>>192308
Enchant the horns.

>>192308
We literally have devasting close range weapons in our pockets now, do you honestly think players would prefer flimsy horns over them.
And this is assuming that we let shit get close in the first place.

>>192318
enchant them with the same runes as nukeblade
>>192325
>nofunallowed.jpg
obviously nobody is actually going to vote for it during combat, you autistic cunt.

>>192286
Yes, of course.

>>192295
I want to spar her where she's in her armor and we're using metal magic reinforcement. So she can see that magic is awesome.

>>192325
I bet you're a filthy casual gamer too... Do you use console commands on first playthrough?

>>192344
>implying
Nigga I vited for the suicidal shit all the time, but its still stupid to use something so boring.
Also the horns will probably give us a headache or something if we fill them with vys, assuming they don't just break.

>>192369
impulse 101

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>>192380
>still thinks this is a serious discussion

>>192392
>implying im not naked on my bed
>thinking I'm not scratching my balls while I reply to you.

>>192401
>implying that wasn't how I'd been picturing you already

>get our ass kicked twice
>sit down for a meditation

well that was a good thread guys, see you in four weeks; will try to pastebin that meditation for y'all before then.

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>>192410
Good

>>192412
Stop fucking your sister, paddy negro jew, yada yada.

We should hollow out the horns a little and fill the void with a powerful aphrodisiac. That way, when we gore someone, they suddenly have a very confusing hard on.

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>>192421
I think he was picturing something more life like

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>>192427

>>192427
we should find the rune for libido so we can enchant rings that counteract impotence, watch our family earn enough money to buy out the entire Shahdom

>>192446
Blue pills are more profitable in the long run than a permanent solution

>>192462
you are right, of course. I am but a humble goy who doesn't know any better.

I wonder how Siege! is doing? Soma was probably too busy sucking dicks to put it in the omake and Zahak will probably get killed before we ever get to play it with him.

>>192477
Well, the only city it is currently played in is under siege (heh) by dragons. The ships our father sent to get copies probably got burnt by dragons.

>>192477
>and Zahak will probably get killed before we ever get to play it with him.
Don't joke like that, Anon.

Threadly reminder that Husk Siege! would be so awesome it would break reality.

>>192477
Step 2: Special Dragon Faction Armies. Released as a Bad Guy expansion to the game (Due to current events). It could also serve to familiarize the general populace with the dragon race as an intelligent and usually rational people. Zahak would eventually be more accepted by people, and in the meantime players can vent their frustrations against their oppressors by defeating them in ''large scale'' combat.

>>192510
I still have visions of a future where we sell man sized golems of our Siege! miniatures to wealthy clients, or perhaps create a great colosseum/arena specifically for the purpose..

>>192510
>>192534
Yes. Yes, this needs to happen.

Reminder that the cat is our greatest ally

>>192534
it doesn't have to be man-sized, but an enchanted Siege! table would be a great thing for Mik to create in the omake, sometime before all his friends and family members die and he finally decides to become one of those reclusive enchanters.

I wonder if we should create our home in the Void, in a separate reality, or on the Moon.

>>192501
So we aren't getting shekel until we solve that problem.

>>192566
Truely, he is.

>>192569
It'd be funny for Mik to create an enchanting school which the gate leads to another dimension.

>>192569
>you are now aware that enchanters could literally invent Jumanji, complete with its own forest reality to suck in people who land on certain fields (until someone rolls a 5 or an 8)

>>192566
>>192573
reminder that the cat can help Mik end the draconic siege by invading the water spirit's realm so we can get back that phylactery.

>>192598
Or we could just go down there and tell Mama dragon to cut it out. Darzi does need that Legendary insight.

>>192583
Mikael makes a Hogwarts for Vatis? Or, more likely a many chambered dark college, the sort that teaches the ancient secrets extrapolated from the variety of the traditional schools of magic and their more distinct applications. I can see it, as one of several after quest shenanigans. Though I'd wonder if it wouldn't be Karim to do that if he ever comes to know what we do.

>>192608
you won't see me voting against it. Longia was the best.

>>192566
Seconded

Post never ever

>>192617
reminder that Karim will go insane within the century unless we do something about it.

>>192635
Reminder no one cares

>>192635
>ask the Cat what are the runes in the insanity healing ring
>mass produce it
>become the greatest samjan ever

>>192638
fuck you, Karim is awesome. he definitely gets an invite to our alternate reality. with blackjack. and Hogwarts.

Ghada also gets an invite because she's my waifu

>>192648
>asking the cat
>not just looking at the fucking ring and copying it down

“It's going to take more than a concussion to kill me, Darzi.” You grip her by the arm, and she's quick to help you up. “We'll go for one more round. After all, I'm not going to improve if I bow out the very moment I face any sort of difficulty.”

She nods, and the two of you resume your positions at opposite ends of the courtyard. Profectus is watching avidly, perched on the edge of the fountain. Judging by the slash of a grin across his face he's been enjoying the show thus far, though you can't really begrudge him. You did invite him here to try and cheer him up, after all.

However, Profectus is not the only one watching your little sparring match. A small contingent of guardsmen have gathered upon the walls to watch, and at a glance quite a few of them aren't happy with the way things have gone thus far. You imagine Darzi has made a few people quite a lot of money.

This time around you try to fight smart. You launch yourself forward on your back foot and strike out with your left hand, trying to tempt Darzi into making a mistake of some sort. She takes your bait, slapping your hand away and stepping closer to drive her palm into your gut. However, you were planning for just such a maneuver on her part. The shot is deflected with a sweeping gesture on your part, and rather than follow up with a kick to the side of her leg, which the traditional wisdom would dictate should be your next move, you whip your head forward.

The maneuver is a little awkward, and you think you might have pulled something in your neck, but it delivers the desired results. The butt of one of your horns crunches into the side of her head, knocking her off balance. Only then do you dip low and lash out with your right foot, taking her feet out from under her. This time its her turn to smash against the cobblestone,s and you decide to do her the same favor she did you.

However, as you move in for the pin you feel her foot impact the side of your head, and then strong thighs wrapping around your neck. She twist her lower body and your shoulder smacks against the cobbles. It turns into a wrestling match, your form suddenly forgotten in favor of doing whatever is necessary to win. You strike her repeatedly in the kidney, and though it certainly seems to pain her the pressure around your neck doesn't abate.

Instead she grabs your wrist in both hands and leverages her superior position to extend it nearly to the point of popping out of the socket. You're relatively certain it's only her good grace that allows you to retain use of your arm. As the strength begins to drain from your limbs she finally release you, and Gods above that first breath of air is sweet.

(1/2)

>>192650
>not just setting the rules as "if you can get in you can come."
We don't want no bitch bois in our sekrit club

Darzi disentangles herself from you, limping noticeably but otherwise unharmed. Meanwhile you're left laying upon the stone struggling to catch your breath. It stings your pride to have gotten your ass so thoroughly kicked, but you comfort yourself with the knowledge that if this had been a real fight, you would have own hands down. The fact you'll be able to extract your revenge later on in private also serves to lighten your mood.

Finally you rise to your feet, and grip yourself by the chin and the back of the head. A swift jerk to the left and to the right sends a chorus of pops echoing through the courtyard, and your neck feels immensely better afterwards. “Not my finest moment.” You admit. “But at least I think I learned something from the experience.”

Darzi is busy drinking from a skin of water, but Profectus at least gives you that strange 'thumbs up' gesture which Skull Kid seemed so fond of. You forget the exact meaning of it. “You did alright, Mik. Gods know I probably would've gotten my ass kicked twice as hard.”

His words of encouragement are soon contrasted with the distant shout of a guardsmen, his slurred voice carrying well through the otherwise silent courtyard. “Oughta be sucklin' your Momma's tit, yah horny son of a bitch!”

>Knock the peanut gallery off the walls, if only to bandage your wounded pride.
>Suggest that Darzi, Profectus, and yourself meditate upon Nature magic.
>Meditate on a different element.
>Try to teach them how to slip into a Martial Trance.
>Spar with Profectus, you're curious to see how he fights.
>Write-in

>>192665
Void creature as our gatekeeper!

>>192672
>>Try to teach them how to slip into a Martial Trance.

>>192672
>go illusion/spook the fuck out of that guard
Its been awhile

>>192672
>Try to teach them how to slip into a Martial Trance.

>>192672
>Try to teach them how to slip into a Martial Trance.

>>192686
I'll support this.

>>192662
>then strong thighs wrapping around your neck
took me three tries to read past this line.
>>192672
>Try to teach them how to slip into a Martial Trance.

>>192672
>Write-in
We can turn into a demigod thing, right? Make him spar with us while we turn into that.

>>192672
>>Try to teach them how to slip into a Martial Trance.

>>192686
>>192672
Supporting this too.

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>>192672
Suggest that Darzi, Profectus, and yourself meditate upon Nature magic.

>>192672
>“Oughta be sucklin' your Momma's tit, yah horny son of a bitch!”
When our soul heals we'll make him suffer.

>>192700
>beating a guard to death as a demi-god
jej

>>192673
>Cloakwarts
>>192686
I'll support this.

>>192672
>>Meditate on a different element.
This is a safe place, let them meditate on whatever while we return to the heart of surya.
It's the only whay.

>>192672
>>Try to teach them how to slip into a Martial Trance.

>>192700
Wasn't that only in the spirit world or some shit?

>>192686
before we meditate, supportin this

>>192672
>Freeze his feet to the ground
>

>>192686
>>192672
Do that.

>>192672
Oh yes
>Knock the peanut gallery off the walls, if only to bandage your wounded pride

>>192725
no, but it does fuck us up something bad

>>192672
>Try to teach them how to slip into a Martial Trance.

>>192686
This!

>>192672
>>Try to teach them how to slip into a Martial Trance

>>192686
Do it.

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looks like martial trance and spoopiness takes it.

>>192686
Sure, but also do the demigod for the final scare.

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>>192760

>>192735
Not THAT bad. If it were just for a dozen seconds or so, it'd barely use up any husk at all.

>>192766
No.

>>192770
10 husk per round.

We're not doing it.

>>192766
If you want that so bad Mik could just illusion himself up to look like his spooky spirit self and heavily augment our fight with vys.

>>192701
>>192696
>>192691
>>192690
>>192685
>>192723
>>192736
>>192742
>Marital Trance

>>192734
>Make the guards take a prat fall.

>>192739
>>192731
>>192726
>>192718
>>192686
>>192691
>>192709
>>192758
>>192766
>SPOOP

Gimme a sec to figure out bonuses/maluses.

>>192770
even 1 is bad enough. losing husk does so much bad shit to you.

>>192791
I've missed Mik's spoopy shenanigans.

We always roll spoopily well during those too.

>>192792
There was a metal technique that used the husk that essentially costs zero husk.

Max Vys: 66
Master Rank Fire
Master Rank Earth
Expert Rank Water
Expert Rank Nature
Vatis Rank Metal
Zahak a best

>>192791
wouldn't horny bastard give us a bonus due to the unnatural nature of our appearance?

Heart of Surya Meditation when?

>>192818
Someday when he's older and more mature we need to help him achieve grandmaster in something.

>>192823
Yes, but I don't know if I want to make Horny Bastard a trait.
I think I'll just upgrade your Spoopy trait to the next level.

>>192792
Not really. Lessened emotions, memory loss. It's not a big deal. It doesn't seem to even really impair us until we're more than half used up.

>>192829
Aw shit.

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>>192791
>Marital Trance

Oh my.

We shouldn't use our husk until we are fully recovered.

>>192829
What music do you recommend for Mik's spoopy moments?

There needs to be a proper atmosphere.

>>192869
soma needs to gib music for everything

>>192869
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MK6TXMsvgQg

>>192869
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZnHmskwqCCQ
From the perspective of the 3 stooges.

>>192885
>>192890
Yaketymind.

>>192885
>>192890
lel

ROOOOOOOLL 3d10+18 (+4 from Spoopy, + 6 from Master Fire Vatis, +4 from Expert Nature Vatis, +4 from Preceptor, ) vs DC 26 (Base 20, +6 from Safety in Numbers)
This is hilariously easy DC, I'll laugh if you fail.

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Rolled 2, 9, 8 = 19 (3d10)

>>192869
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNIKKF7Q5wA&list=PLch05LSuI0LCQ62zb9aGTc-IamhyVlOHp&index=1
>>192912

Rolled 8, 9, 1 + 18 = 36 (3d10 + 18)

>>192912
ROOOOLLIN

Rolled 4, 6, 1 = 11 (3d10)

>>192912

Rolled 7, 2, 8 = 17 (3d10)

>>192912

>>192912
Get ready to laugh since this is a nat 3.

>>192912
Crap, that should read +4 from 2Spoopy

>>192917
>>192919
>>192923
>37, 36, 30

Rolled 1, 10, 3 + 18 = 32 (3d10 + 18)

>>192912

Rolled 3, 9, 7 + 18 = 37 (3d10 + 18)

>>192934
Shit

Rolled 7, 1, 8 = 16 (3d10)

>>192934
that's not how you roll a nat3

>>192912

inb4 last post

Rolled 8, 2, 2 = 12 (3d00000000000000000000000000010)

>>192948
>>192934
Kill yourself.

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Rolled 10, 4, 9 = 23 (3d10)

>>192948
just can't stop sucking dicks, can you?

Btw this will probably be the last post for the night. I've got a lot of errands to run tomorrow, and I'm so drunk i'm not even sure how i'm conscious. I'll run LQ tomorrow though, and CNQ on Monday.
>tfw IDs make it obvious

Rolled 2, 7, 6 = 15 (3d10)

>>192951
>>192956
Fuck it I'm going to sleep.

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>>192963
Soma ur a faget

>>192973
>guy even mentioned the id
>wrong trip too
>soma ever running lq or cnq
you have plebe as fuck observation skills

>>192963
Its mostly been my ass, almost half the time.
My favorite moment of getting that Nat 3 pregnancy was fantastic especially since it killed a waifu route in cold blood.
Also good night niggas.

>>192912
>>192791
>Almost 20 minutes to figure out the bonuses

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>>192978

>>192977
Probably is the last post though.

What happened to Soma's akun quest?

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>>192963
Btw this will probably be the last post for the night. I've got a lot of errands to run tomorrow, and I'm so drunk i'm not even sure how i'm conscious. I'll run LQ tomorrow though, and CNQ on Monday.

>>193023
ded

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>>193023
Same thing that happened to CNQ and LQ.

>>193034
What's LQ and CLQ

>>193065
Lich Quest & Corrupted Night Quest.

>>193065
LQ is Life Quest, and I intend to run it at some point in the near future.
CNQ is Criminal Negligence Quest, and I feel the need to rework it a little bit before running it again.

>>193082
Soma imouto quest when?

>>193088
She says "No."

>>193097
she can't talk around dick soma

>>193097
What about Soma imouto quest featuring a party of k-pop boy band members.

>>193105
She's already writing that right now.

>>193105
It would forcebly get changed into a gender bender Yuri story.

>>193097
Females always mean the opposite of what they say, Soma.

>>193097

NO MEANS YES

YES MEANS ANAL

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>>193114

>>193114
You guys should write a oneshot where she decides everything and you just write it without giving her any tips. Let anons play it out.

>>193097
But the dick says yes.

Post never

>>193255
it hasn't even been an hour yet. We're not even close to halfway.

>>192412
Called it

I can't believe Soma is fucking dead.

>>193363
welcome to banished quest

>>193363
>>193255
I'm not dead, I'm just taking a while.
Post soon.

>>193363
We've had longer waits.

>>193365
>Post soon™.
ftfy

>>193365
Well I've enjoyed tonight at least.Seems like a fun gathering before the horror that is the jungle. Thanks for running Soma I'm hitting the hay.

>>193365
>Post soon.
See you in 1 hour

>>191342
>Notes:
>Using names or trips in this quest is heavily discouraged. While it is impossible for me to prevent you from doing so, I ask that you not. I will also not count any votes made while using names or trips.
>>193374

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>Two updates followed by a three hour delay, then the end of the thread
I fucking hate summer.

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>>193431
First time in BQ?

>>193431
Typical BQ thread.

>>193431
>OP: 6 hours ago
>update 1: 4 hours ago
>update 2: 2 hours ago
nope, everything is as usual.

>>193431
This is already more than we get in the winter.

>dumbcunts actually stay for the full "run time" instead of checking in every 4-6 hours

>>193365
>almost 1 hour

>>193498
right?

>>193498
>comes to BQ for the actual quest
nigga the shitposting provides most of the entertainment by this point
it's been like this for the last 100 threads

>>193539
That's a pretty shitty opinion and begs the question why you're still fucking here.

>>193549
for shitposting. duh. can't you fucking read?

>>193552
You're such a husk of a human being that shitposting on the internet is all you find entertaining?

I'm sorry, anon.

>>193565
there are plenty of things I find entertaining. shitposting is one of them.

you're such a husk of a human being that my choices of entertainment cause you ass pains?

sorry I'm not sorry, anon :^)

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You don't want to cause these assholes any actual harm, but you will give them a good scare. Truthfully you think of it as doing them a favor, because any man stupid enough to taunt a Vatis with horns clearly needs to be taught a lesson. You fade from visibility in the same moment that you manifest an illusory version of yourself, your voice echoing loudly in the rear courtyard. “We ought to find someplace more secluded where we might be able to meditate in peace.”

Privately, not via the connection afforded to you by the brooches but through the force of your will alone, you communicated your actual absence. {I'll be with you in a moment, there's simply one thing I must do first. Keep on eye on those guards, if you'd like a bit of entertainment.}

Darzi at least seems confused, but Profectus at least seems to understand your intentions. His expression grows serious, and without any urging on your part the two of them quickly fall into step behind your illusion. They duck behind the marble facade of a pillar while you set off across the gardens crouched low to the ground and moving silently through the underbrush. It's largely thanks to your Nature magic that you're able to avoid sending up a flock of screaming songbirds. Their thoughts bend easily to your will, and you're able to calm them before they can send up any sort of alarm.

You emerge at the base of the wall, and scaling it becomes a simple matter of channeling Earth magic to carve yourself a few footholds. In a matter of but a few minutes you've managed to place yourself just outside the group of guardsmen. There's six of them in all, one in particular showing off a wealth of coins he seems to have won betting upon your and Darzi's fight. It's mostly silver, but there's a few gold in the pile as well. It's a generous sum considering the nature of the gamble.

The man who seems to lost the majority of his wage betting on you is likely the man who shouted the insult. He seems at least slightly drunk, likely the cause of his reckless gamble. He's tall, even taller than you, and muscular but not truly exceptional compared to most of your family's guardsmen. Truthfully you probably wouldn't have noticed him under any normal circumstance.

Of course, these weren't normal circumstances.

A wisp of fire and light weaves between the legs of the gathered men, wrapping its way around the guardsmen you believe had the sheer balls to insult you. It slowly begins to condense into something more substantive, something realer, even as the group seeks to distance themselves from their compatriot. He's left alone with the creature you've created, and though he tries to flee the uneven surface of the wall acts against him. He trips, falling hard. Though he tries to scramble away your summoned wisp follows him every panicked step of the way, its chitinous skull drawing close to the man's unprotected face.

(1/2)

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{Say that to my face, instead of from the walls. I couldn't quite hear you from down there.} You aren't gentle, your voice thunders through his thoughts and the pained wince which flits across his face reveals the effect your communique has had upon him. A dark stain creeps along his pant leg, the stench of urine filling the air. You can't help but find the man unbelievably pathetic, but give him the benefit of the doubt. He's probably having a bad day.

Some of the guards who have managed to keep their wits about them have leveled their spears at your little wisp, so you have it disappear in a burst of fire and smoke. They jerk away in fear of the flame but there's no heat to it, and in the chaos you slip between them. When the smoke clears you stand at the center, towering over one of the few guardsmen who was stupid enough to bet on you against Darzi.

You think you've more or less made your point, so you're not going to mix words. “Consider yourself lucky that all I've done is embarrass you in front of your friends. I could have done much worse.”

You vanish as you first appeared, in a flash of smoke, and you're on the ground before any of them have a chance to muster a response. When one is able to control the vines which drape form the trees descending from on high becomes remarkably easy. You simply needed to wrap them around your arms and let them carry your weight down.

You reappear only once you've stepped back out onto the cobbles of the courtyard, smoke curling around your frame. You collect your cloak off the fountain's rim as you pass, whipping it around your back and attaching it at your shoulder with the engraved brooch which serves to bridge the distance between you and your companions. You cast one last look back at the guards as you enter the palace, and like roaches they scatter before you.

Profectus finds you the very moment you step through the door, Darzi following shortly after him. “Fucking Gods, Mik, those guys looked ready to piss themselves. What did you even say to them?”

You shrug your shoulders as the three of you fall into step, striding confidently through the halls. “For the record, one of them did. As for what I said, I really only bothered actually address the one I think yelled at me. I'm not entirely sure he was actually the one, but I feel pretty confident in my assumption. Otherwise I just ruined some poor bastards day for no real reason.” You're getting sidetracked, and seek to correct yourself. “Regardless, I told him that he ought to consider himself lucky.”

Darzi seems skeptical. “That's all? No doom and gloom, no promises to consume his soul and sleep with his wife? That seems remarkably restrained by your standards, Mikhael.”

(2/3)

>>193583
>>193365
Literally one hour.

She's right, actually. Personally you think your efforts more than sufficed to teach the desired lesson, but normally you probably would have employed greater theatrics. Pillars of fire raining from the heavens, or something of the like. “If you want me to be specific, I said he should consider himself lucky that I only embarrassed him rather than delivering some horrible punishment. Threatening to screw his wife would have just been crass, and that aside I don't even know if he's married.”

“No, Mikhael, you don't understand.” Profectus is quick to chime in. “If he's not married, that just makes the threat even more terrifying. It implies that you'll stalk him for the rest of his life. You'll watch his every waking moment, figuring out his weaknesses and insecurities. Then when he finally does get married, bam!” He slams his fist into his palm. “You fist his wife like an angry god.”

Darzi, for her part, at least seems to mock offense. You're just confused. “Is that what your gods do to their worshipers when they're angry?”

He scratches contemplatively at his chin, apparently thinking deeply about the issue. “Not usually, but there actually is a story about Niki, our God of Victory. They say he once pulled a man's stomach out through his ass and then cursed him to live eternally in that state, for fathering a child by his wife Ora. The god-child in question had to contend with all manner of challenges placed before him by a vengeful Niki, and eventually become known as one of our most beloved and famous heroes. Lysimachos.”

Elves are strange, and you're not going to bother putting in the effort to point out the innumerable problems with that myth. For one, their gods aren't actually gods. They're spirits, and spirits don't reproduce sexually. Which means marriage for them would be a rather pointless affair. Nor would they be capable of producing any sort of 'half-elven' child, though you suppose a Servant of a particularly powerful spirit would seem half a god.
(3/4)

Your thoughts are interrupted by a tug upon your arm from Darzi, who pulls you towards what appears to be some manner of dining hall. Presently it's abandoned, the tables having been pushed to the back of the room and chairs stacked atop one another, but it will serve well enough as a private space in which to meditate as a group and there's plenty of space to move about.

>First and foremost, you should run Profectus through the forms of Marsala Ve. You don't think the Rhynian martial tradition has any notion of 'forms' in the Samjan sense.
>You're actually curious to see just how universally this 'Martial Trance' as you've begun calling it can be applied. See if Profectus can adapt it to his current martial talents.
>Write-in

>First you'll demonstrate in a light contact spar against each of them how to slip into the trance itself, and then ask them to replicate what you've done.
>You should explain to them the principal behind a martial trance and then guide them through slipping into such a trance while they spar against one another. You'll be meditating to better guide them through it.
>Write-in

>>193599
>>You're actually curious to see just how universally this 'Martial Trance' as you've begun calling it can be applied. See if Profectus can adapt it to his current martial talents.
>You should explain to them the principal behind a martial trance and then guide them through slipping into such a trance while they spar against one another. You'll be meditating to better guide them through it.