EVENT #6: MOTHER'S DAY
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MODIFIERS: A BRIEF OVERVIEW
For this event, you may assign your character stat-modifiers. What are stats? See here for a basic explanation of what the ability scores are what what they actually translate to in regards to your character's traits.
Usually, modifiers are a number one through ten that add a bonus to rolls based on how good at something you are. Here is a deeper explanation of modifiers and how they relate to your characters base stats
Figure out what you think your character is good at! Are they EXTREMELY charismatic? Maybe they have a +5 to charisma, which means when rolling a d20, they can add 5 to the overall roll. If they rolled a 15, they would add the 5 to make it 20.
We will, like most all things before, leave these base stats and modifiers up to an honor system. However, if someone has nothing but +10s across the board we may ask for adjustments or reasoning behind the decisions.
You can also choose to fail a roll if you so wish! It's ultimately up to you how successful or not you want your character to be.
Usually, modifiers are a number one through ten that add a bonus to rolls based on how good at something you are. Here is a deeper explanation of modifiers and how they relate to your characters base stats
Figure out what you think your character is good at! Are they EXTREMELY charismatic? Maybe they have a +5 to charisma, which means when rolling a d20, they can add 5 to the overall roll. If they rolled a 15, they would add the 5 to make it 20.
We will, like most all things before, leave these base stats and modifiers up to an honor system. However, if someone has nothing but +10s across the board we may ask for adjustments or reasoning behind the decisions.
You can also choose to fail a roll if you so wish! It's ultimately up to you how successful or not you want your character to be.
A LIGHT IN THE DARK
Sometime during the night, something begins to light up the darkness.
Whenever you wake due to the growing light likely mistaken for the sun rising, you feel far too warm. Opening a door or a window quickly proves to be a bad idea though as it feels like opening a hot oven. Strong, hot gusts of wind rattle windows and doors, tear any clothes from their drying lines, and knock over anything that isnβt tethered down. Plant life begins to wither on their vines from the sudden increased heat.
Charlie and Dimitri are already awake and standing in the middle of Town, eyes locked on the strangely colored sky. Everything seems washed in a pale light. If you follow their gaze, they are fixated on the brightest point of light in the sky that appears directly positioned above Town itself. It is a slowly widening, disk that is almost too bright to look at for long.
The pair of natives seem not just fixated... but there is a clear look of fear there.
It isn't long before that disk widens more, almost like a hole being torn into the sky itself, and something begins to emerge.
It's a... hand? Not just one, it seems, as another reaches out from beyond the veil. Then another, and another still. Countless human-looking arms reach out from the open hole in the sky, grasping the edge of it as if to gain purchase and pull itself forth.
Whenever you wake due to the growing light likely mistaken for the sun rising, you feel far too warm. Opening a door or a window quickly proves to be a bad idea though as it feels like opening a hot oven. Strong, hot gusts of wind rattle windows and doors, tear any clothes from their drying lines, and knock over anything that isnβt tethered down. Plant life begins to wither on their vines from the sudden increased heat.
Charlie and Dimitri are already awake and standing in the middle of Town, eyes locked on the strangely colored sky. Everything seems washed in a pale light. If you follow their gaze, they are fixated on the brightest point of light in the sky that appears directly positioned above Town itself. It is a slowly widening, disk that is almost too bright to look at for long.
The pair of natives seem not just fixated... but there is a clear look of fear there.
It isn't long before that disk widens more, almost like a hole being torn into the sky itself, and something begins to emerge.
It's a... hand? Not just one, it seems, as another reaches out from beyond the veil. Then another, and another still. Countless human-looking arms reach out from the open hole in the sky, grasping the edge of it as if to gain purchase and pull itself forth.
At last, something larger emerges. A long snout is seen first and then a head of bright, blindingly white fur with perfectly sloped winged ears and glassy curved antlers.
A halo of light surrounds Her.
She is the most beautiful thing you have ever seen.
( Roll a Wisdom Check and add your modifier. If you total below a 12, you begin weeping unbidden. You weep for joy, weep for beauty, weep for the sheer awe, and weep for utter despair. )
The long, snaking body continues to emerge, those hands and arms lining her form like a centipede.
Finally, she opens her eyes. All of them.
The long, snaking body continues to emerge, those hands and arms lining her form like a centipede.
Finally, she opens her eyes. All of them.
The eyes also scatter down her impossibly long form, all as radiant as her own. Shining with colors you cannot describe and have not seen before but are hypnotic all the same.
The heat outside intensifies.
You hear Charlie scream something, but the buzzing in your brain is too loud to make it out.
Those eyes show you everything you've ever wanted. Everything you need. They make silent promises. Comply and be rewarded richly for She has the power to make it happen for you. You are certain She does.
But then they show you what will happen to those who decline. Your greatest insecurities, traumas, and dreads are all exposed. The deepest, most painful corners of your mind are laid bare.
She can deliver that, too.
( Make a Constitution check and add your modifier, if you total below a 15, you feel nauseous, fearful, weak and small. )
"π΄ππ π πππ, πΎππππΈπππ πππππ. π―ππΆπ π ππΉ π½πππ π·π ππ πΉππΆπ, ππΎππππΎπΉππΉ πππ. πΌ πΈπΆπ π»πΎπ π½πΎπ π»ππππΎππ. π»πΆππππ ππ ππ πΆππΉ π·π ππ πΆπππΉ. π΄πππ π»πΆπΎππ½ πΎπ ππ ππΎππ ππ½πΎπππΉ πππ.
πππ½πΆππππππΎπΎ."
Then, the the sky begins to weep fire. The white-hot comets come raining down, smashing into buildings and people alike without prejudice. They explode and send chunks of debris flying everywhere. Many of the locals scream, some will die, and most will run.
Along with the weeping sky, creatures start to pour from that portal She opened.
They are dragons- or were. Now they are nothing but animated bones of dragons. Still, they fly by some magic. They fly and come to attack anyone who tries to flee, viciously ripping people apart. They advance on Town, coming to finish what the fire did not.
Suddenly, a defiant roar cracks the chaos, and where once Charlie stood, a massive, spiraling torrent of golden light shoots up to meet the assailant in the sky.
He looks quite similar in form, though lacking eyes and endless hands.
The heat outside intensifies.
You hear Charlie scream something, but the buzzing in your brain is too loud to make it out.
Those eyes show you everything you've ever wanted. Everything you need. They make silent promises. Comply and be rewarded richly for She has the power to make it happen for you. You are certain She does.
But then they show you what will happen to those who decline. Your greatest insecurities, traumas, and dreads are all exposed. The deepest, most painful corners of your mind are laid bare.
She can deliver that, too.
( Make a Constitution check and add your modifier, if you total below a 15, you feel nauseous, fearful, weak and small. )
"π΄ππ π πππ, πΎππππΈπππ πππππ. π―ππΆπ π ππΉ π½πππ π·π ππ πΉππΆπ, ππΎππππΎπΉππΉ πππ. πΌ πΈπΆπ π»πΎπ π½πΎπ π»ππππΎππ. π»πΆππππ ππ ππ πΆππΉ π·π ππ πΆπππΉ. π΄πππ π»πΆπΎππ½ πΎπ ππ ππΎππ ππ½πΎπππΉ πππ.
πππ½πΆππππππΎπΎ."
Then, the the sky begins to weep fire. The white-hot comets come raining down, smashing into buildings and people alike without prejudice. They explode and send chunks of debris flying everywhere. Many of the locals scream, some will die, and most will run.
- β Ice-breathing dragons will find their breath weapon very useful here.
Along with the weeping sky, creatures start to pour from that portal She opened.
They are dragons- or were. Now they are nothing but animated bones of dragons. Still, they fly by some magic. They fly and come to attack anyone who tries to flee, viciously ripping people apart. They advance on Town, coming to finish what the fire did not.
- β Acid-breathing dragons will find that they are quite effective at melting bone.
Suddenly, a defiant roar cracks the chaos, and where once Charlie stood, a massive, spiraling torrent of golden light shoots up to meet the assailant in the sky.
He looks quite similar in form, though lacking eyes and endless hands.
TAKE ACTION
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When they come to clash, it is a hateful display. They tear at each other, spilling strange "blood", claws, fangs, radiant light in the form of breath. But at least⦠at least for a moment, the fire stops falling.
The sounds are more horrific than the fight itself. Punctuated by an agonized howl, Athaerlexii summons an ornate spear, piercing Charlieβs neck. A torrent of that blood rains down, and where it lands, it heals. Plants grow, animals emerge from the very air itself, and anyone who comes in contact with it will see their wounds healed.
The sounds are more horrific than the fight itself. Punctuated by an agonized howl, Athaerlexii summons an ornate spear, piercing Charlieβs neck. A torrent of that blood rains down, and where it lands, it heals. Plants grow, animals emerge from the very air itself, and anyone who comes in contact with it will see their wounds healed.
They bleed the very essence of life.
For a moment, it seems as though she has Charlie cornered, his long form twisting like a ribbon in the wind.
β No doubt, some will have taken to the air by now to address the biggest threat.
Coming close to Athaerlexii can only be done in short bursts. The air around Her is super-heated. The multitude of Her eyes see all and those hands will also attempt to grab, swat, or smash assailants.
The eyes are unsurprisingly vulnerable to attack.
A strange new, booming deep voice fills the air so all may hear. It begins to offer guidance.
To fly in random patterns, draw her gaze everywhere.
The voice implores you to be creative, find other ways to combine your strength with your fellows, as She will not be defeated by one alone. Charlie needs your help.
At last, the onslaught of attacks gets the better of Athaerlexii and She hesitates. Long enough that Charlie gets a grip on her maw, prying Her jaws apart as wide as they will open. She claws at him, screeches a horrible screech, but his hold is sure as he slackens his jaw and sends a bright, blazing pillar of light directly down Her throat.
For a moment, it seems as though she has Charlie cornered, his long form twisting like a ribbon in the wind.
β No doubt, some will have taken to the air by now to address the biggest threat.
Coming close to Athaerlexii can only be done in short bursts. The air around Her is super-heated. The multitude of Her eyes see all and those hands will also attempt to grab, swat, or smash assailants.
The eyes are unsurprisingly vulnerable to attack.
A strange new, booming deep voice fills the air so all may hear. It begins to offer guidance.
To fly in random patterns, draw her gaze everywhere.
- β Ice and Acid-aspected attacks can be used together to make exploding projectiles.
β Lightning-aspected dragons can combine their breath weapons to create more powerful bolts, or partner with fire-breathing allies to create crackling, electric explosions.
β Those who breathe clouds of poison gas can have it set alight into massive explosions by Fire-aspected companions.
The voice implores you to be creative, find other ways to combine your strength with your fellows, as She will not be defeated by one alone. Charlie needs your help.
At last, the onslaught of attacks gets the better of Athaerlexii and She hesitates. Long enough that Charlie gets a grip on her maw, prying Her jaws apart as wide as they will open. She claws at him, screeches a horrible screech, but his hold is sure as he slackens his jaw and sends a bright, blazing pillar of light directly down Her throat.
The resulting explosion deafens and blinds, leaving ears ringing and the chaos muffled.
She is gone... but so is Charlie.
Now you still have the leftovers of her chaos to deal with. Fires burn and those skeletal dragons still stalk the weak.
For anyone who still has the wherewithal to look to the sky, they will see a small flickering light. Like a flame in the wind, it descends. Within it is a small glimpse a life. But that is the least of your worries at the moment.
She is gone... but so is Charlie.
Now you still have the leftovers of her chaos to deal with. Fires burn and those skeletal dragons still stalk the weak.
For anyone who still has the wherewithal to look to the sky, they will see a small flickering light. Like a flame in the wind, it descends. Within it is a small glimpse a life. But that is the least of your worries at the moment.
THE AFTERMATH
The towns of Hast and Ich have also been devastated by the attack, sustaining widespread destruction and casualties. Still, some survivors come to offer aid.
Town has been razed for the most part. (Any buildings that were obtained via Wish/Bonds are still standing, protected by Charlie's magic.)
The injured and dead are countless, and even after the last of the skeletal dragons have gone, tension and fear is a constant undercurrent.
The Fae emerge. Once your friendly tormentors, they offer aid: healing, food, water, and trying their best to bring a smile where they can. Even they understand that this is no time for pranks. They grow temporary shelters out of sprouted willows and vines to house those in most dire need.
There is a strange new arrival, too. That booming voice you heard during the battle turns out to have belonged to a massive black dragon. He's far larger than what one would consider average. He calls himself Akkelion and takes it upon himself to help triage the sick and build shelters. He doesnβt explain where heβs from...
At least, not yet. There are more important things to tend to for now.
Within a few days, aid arrives from those further out as word spreads. New Svihelen and Vorrun come to return your kindness with supplies and manpower.
Later still, after about a week, a very unexpected but organized group marches into Town. They are all in some kind of odd uniform, almost military-esque if it wasn't for the oddly short-shorts they wear and the letter emblem on their clothes. Are they... mailmen? Theyβre some of the burliest, most griseled mailmen you have ever seen.
They are lead by a massive, white crocodile man.
This group is from Raumm. They have brought a huge caravan of not just supplies but serious building material. Without much prompting, they begin actual construction. They are (re-)laying plumbing, building with brick and cement, and electrical wires. They tell people they are part of the Draconic Refugee Relief Task Force and ordered by the leader of Raumm, Nefri herself, to aid Town as they can.
The rebuilding process is slow, but there are many helping hands assisting not just Town, but Hast and Ich as well. Please know that things will not be fixed overnight and this is a permanent, major setting change that will require time and effort to rebuild.
There is also the problem of those who died. Charlie has been revealed to still be alive, but barely. He has been reduced to a sliver of what he once was. He exists as a nonverbal little wyrmling, mostly only able to sleep and occasionally chirrup.
He cannot raise anyone or grant any wishes in his current state.
Anyone who perished in the battle will remain dead for the first two weeks of the month.
Town has been razed for the most part. (Any buildings that were obtained via Wish/Bonds are still standing, protected by Charlie's magic.)
The injured and dead are countless, and even after the last of the skeletal dragons have gone, tension and fear is a constant undercurrent.
The Fae emerge. Once your friendly tormentors, they offer aid: healing, food, water, and trying their best to bring a smile where they can. Even they understand that this is no time for pranks. They grow temporary shelters out of sprouted willows and vines to house those in most dire need.
There is a strange new arrival, too. That booming voice you heard during the battle turns out to have belonged to a massive black dragon. He's far larger than what one would consider average. He calls himself Akkelion and takes it upon himself to help triage the sick and build shelters. He doesnβt explain where heβs from...
At least, not yet. There are more important things to tend to for now.
Within a few days, aid arrives from those further out as word spreads. New Svihelen and Vorrun come to return your kindness with supplies and manpower.
Later still, after about a week, a very unexpected but organized group marches into Town. They are all in some kind of odd uniform, almost military-esque if it wasn't for the oddly short-shorts they wear and the letter emblem on their clothes. Are they... mailmen? Theyβre some of the burliest, most griseled mailmen you have ever seen.
They are lead by a massive, white crocodile man.
This group is from Raumm. They have brought a huge caravan of not just supplies but serious building material. Without much prompting, they begin actual construction. They are (re-)laying plumbing, building with brick and cement, and electrical wires. They tell people they are part of the Draconic Refugee Relief Task Force and ordered by the leader of Raumm, Nefri herself, to aid Town as they can.
The rebuilding process is slow, but there are many helping hands assisting not just Town, but Hast and Ich as well. Please know that things will not be fixed overnight and this is a permanent, major setting change that will require time and effort to rebuild.
There is also the problem of those who died. Charlie has been revealed to still be alive, but barely. He has been reduced to a sliver of what he once was. He exists as a nonverbal little wyrmling, mostly only able to sleep and occasionally chirrup.
He cannot raise anyone or grant any wishes in his current state.
Anyone who perished in the battle will remain dead for the first two weeks of the month.
Notes
β As always, please feel free to ask any questions here!
β Due to the scope of this event but also small size of the game, we have opted to not do a separate OOC plotting post. Rather, we will now have an OOC Plotting thread for people to discuss what their characters are doing, how others can get involved, etc.
β As mentioned in the event post itself, there are many ways your characters can get involved in this! If they aren't fighters, they can offer aid during or in the aftermath. If they are fighters, they can take on a variety of actions to try and tackle threats both small and large. Don't be afraid to ask us if you aren't sure and/or need a bit more direction! Most of all, we want people to have fun!
β Like stated in the event post, revivals will take two weeks if your character perishes in this event. Think seriously about that if you want it to happen! While we don't mind people forward-dating revivals, we do want to stress that due to limitations with the revival mechanic your character will not be popping right back up for this event and for the foreseeable future.
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β Due to the scope of this event but also small size of the game, we have opted to not do a separate OOC plotting post. Rather, we will now have an OOC Plotting thread for people to discuss what their characters are doing, how others can get involved, etc.
β As mentioned in the event post itself, there are many ways your characters can get involved in this! If they aren't fighters, they can offer aid during or in the aftermath. If they are fighters, they can take on a variety of actions to try and tackle threats both small and large. Don't be afraid to ask us if you aren't sure and/or need a bit more direction! Most of all, we want people to have fun!
β Like stated in the event post, revivals will take two weeks if your character perishes in this event. Think seriously about that if you want it to happen! While we don't mind people forward-dating revivals, we do want to stress that due to limitations with the revival mechanic your character will not be popping right back up for this event and for the foreseeable future.
