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faderift2016-09-06 10:28 pm
eviscerates) wrote in faderift2016-09-06 10:28 pm
( closed ) player plot: the stars go waltzing
WHO: Adelaide, Araceli, Avery, Bellamy, Bruce, Ciri, Cosima, Daenerys, Jamie, Korrin, Lexa, Martel, Merrill, Ruby, Sabine, Teren.
WHAT: catch all log; the capture of shardbearers, their rescue, and related shenanigans.
WHEN: Gently timey wimey for flexibility, Team Rescue arrives at the outpost on the 10th.
WHERE: Orlais/Nevarra borders (roughly halfway between the Fields of Ghislain and Trevis), and then a Creepy Place.
NOTES: Log for the missing shardbearers player plot; ooc here & here. Only the travel threads for teams one and two are going up for now, the rest will go up on Friday :]b And to clarify - when I say party style, what I mean is subthread to your hearts content!
WARNINGS: HORROR THEMES. Abduction, experimentation/torture, forced ingestion of lyrium, implied past deaths/murder, violence.
WHAT: catch all log; the capture of shardbearers, their rescue, and related shenanigans.
WHEN: Gently timey wimey for flexibility, Team Rescue arrives at the outpost on the 10th.
WHERE: Orlais/Nevarra borders (roughly halfway between the Fields of Ghislain and Trevis), and then a Creepy Place.
NOTES: Log for the missing shardbearers player plot; ooc here & here. Only the travel threads for teams one and two are going up for now, the rest will go up on Friday :]b And to clarify - when I say party style, what I mean is subthread to your hearts content!
WARNINGS: HORROR THEMES. Abduction, experimentation/torture, forced ingestion of lyrium, implied past deaths/murder, violence.
SPEEDY LINKS
- TEAM ONE: escape attempt — Cosima, Jamie & Lexa only
- TEAM TWO: regroup & into the dungeons — plus a Lexa-shaped guest star
click for bigger version. full map of Thedas here.
East of Perendale and south of Trevis, next to a river's winding course, there lies the bones of a fortress. It is an old and almost forgotten place, a dramatic, clawed seeming thing reaching up into the sky, harsh against the the rolling hills.
It is an ancient place, dating back to 660TE, a testament to an Empire suffering after civil war and grasping to restore its wealth and influence after it had been so shaken. It stands as a memory of grandeur, rather than an icon of it, and bears the marks of devastation and scarring that so much of the land suffered during the First Blight. It was all but abandoned thereafter, host only to the desperate and the greedy, and never for long. Once ornate mosaics now only hold flecks of gold, flakes that stubbornly resisted the hands of looters trying to pry them away. Other colours, reds, whites, greys and blacks, they all remain.
The site was chosen for its riches, sitting atop a mine that once held immense wealth, seams of gold that would bring wealth back into the Empire and help restore stability. Opulence, the central Tevinter staple (aside from slavery and blood magic, some might say).
But they dug too deep, and when the First Blight came so too did the darkspawn.
It has a new master, now, and he serves the Elder One. Parts of this stronghold may be in ruins now, but remember: it is not what lies on the surface that counts, but what lurks beneath it.AD VICTORIAM, AD GLORIA.
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Creators. Creators, that's Ruby and there are more Venatori and this is the effects of Ruby's ring, which is old elvhen magic, Dalish-
And Merrill can work with that. She was a First, and she reaches for that magic, that talent. Vines and roots will listen to her, and she will make these listen to her, will make them turn to wrap around their enemies instead of the Inquisition and its allies. If it listens to her, she'll try and jerk the mage casting blood magic on Ruby away. She'll also try and make the the brambles in the flesh golem begin to choke the life out of it, as well as make the vine-whip turn on its wielder. The rest, she'll let be a bit more natural, as long as natural is against their enemies.
If it doesn't work, well. She'll figure out what to do then.
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Her back hits one of the large vines which slows her fall but there is no denying the pain of one of the thorns piercing her at the waist. The pain helps her to ignore the new pain that blossoms when she hits the ground with enough force to knock the air out of her lungs and hear undeniable snap in her left arm.
Rolling onto her back, she grabs weakly at her arm and feels where bone has punctured through skin. Damn, damn, damn... Her head is spinning from the landing and she hopes her skull hasn't been cracked opened like an egg because of that bastard. There's movement around her and noises but she can just barely focus enough to see the forms of the mages descending to the ground and then Lexa as she appears at her side.
There is no time no waste and she reaches for the hand offered but does not make it far enough. Suddenly the pain returns, spinning her world out of focus and she falls back to the ground unconscious.
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Seeing Maris coming down to ground level makes firm the resolve that's been in the back of his mind for some time, though, and that's to make him pay. If he has to carve his way through the flesh golem to get to him, so be it. Shifting both hands to the hilt of his sword and ignoring the pain that lifting it above his head brings him, he goes to charge the golem, determined to take the thing down as soon as possible.
"Creag an tuire!!"
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The wolf? Big and scary, sure, but still a wolf. Avery's seen wolves before. She gets the general concept. Magical spells and vines? Again, intimidating of course but manageable.
This absolute abomination though?! She has no frame of reference to even come at whatever this monster is or how it came to be, and rather than curling up in the corner and screaming like part of her wants to, Avery just slaps a big mosaic censor over it in her head and finds something else to focus on.
Namely Ciri, who is not about to get blasted apart by Venatori or stomped on by a vague, pixelated shape in Avery's peripheral vision while she has anything to say about it.
Scrambling to her feet to start running that way, she practically bowls right into Teren and instinctively tries to grab her by the arm and start dragging her along. "Help me get her out of here!"
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To be crass: Shit is fucked.
Adelaide pulls deep, glowing wisps pulled to this point in the already worn thin veil blinking into existence in her palm like a swarm of fireflies. Fingers clench and they coalesce into a single glittering seed. A flick and a twist of will, the seed strikes the ground, a glowing golden flower of wisps and spirit energy blooming for a moment, a dome of glinting golden motes floating through the air. SpellBloom summoned with one hand, Compassion on her back and bubbling in a blue misting froth with the other she slams the but of her staff against the ground, blue light lancing from her to each of her fellows for half a moment.
More wisps in a cool blue flare around her allies, protecting them from damage for a short while. Settled neatly within the Spellbloom's glow she is able to pull once more and flick a glimmering blue Heroic Aura around Korrin- to help her fight harder, strike faster.
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Oh, Maker, not another flesh golem. Korrin curls her lip in distate, but she'll finish off what she's started with this mage before running off to fight elsewhere. All the contempt and rage she has towards the Venatori is put into that next swing, ready to slice him down with all she has.
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That only takes a moment or two and then Lexa then heads towards the mage with the staff who is blocking their way both to the giant flesh golem and--more importantly to Lexa--to Maris behind it. With the Inquisition's mages mostly occupied by the giant monstrosity or Ruby's safety, she's searching for a way to get at the head Venatori and make him regret not managing to chop her hands off sooner by using them to stab him repeatedly. (It's not just a desire for revenge sending her that way. She wants that, definitely, but she's not one to allow emotion to override logic. Maris created the golem creature, and until he is dead he can continue strengthening it or perhaps even make another if they succeed in slaying the first.)
"Bellamy!" she catches sight of the Templar across the way and gestures to try to grab his attention and urge him over to join her. If the pair of them can find a circuitous route around to Maris's back or up over his head, maybe they can take him by surprise while he's busy being pleased with himself and his golem.
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Bruce can't help but wince a little when his and Ataash's spell cancel each other out, but there are bigger things to worry about now - namely, the giant flesh golem that's just appeared before them and very intent on smashing all of them into pieces.
Collect and regroup himself. Habits for his older days were coming to the forefront now, habits borne from running, from having to face Templars after him and needing to escape from them. When outnumbered, when outpowered, there are things that one can do, things that he's learned from those incidents - one of the very few applicable life lessons he can make use of now.
With Adelaide's wisp giving him back enough mana Bruce begins casting once more - the boom of explosions as he casts Immolate several times in quick succession, doing his best to deal with the plants again and try to leave some lasting damage onto the creature. After the last time he huffs and sears yet another Fire Mine onto the ground where the flesh golem would step next. This time, hopefully, it might do something.
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He doesn't bother protesting or rolling his eyes or offering any sarcastic prayers of thanks to the Maker for forcing him into this cooperative effort. At worst, he stares a second too long; then he cuts across toward her at a run. Only a little flinch at Korrin's burst of Chain Lightning and the next round of Fire Mine as he passes, and when he's reached range, he drives down the worst of the magic from the with the staff, another round of dampening. As if a flesh golem weren't proof enough that shit is fucked, now he's got to cooperate with the Avvar commander.
"Back the way we got in," he calls to Lexa, "there's another way--might loop around, maybe behind him, if it's not blocked. It's narrow, but it'll get us there." Maybe. Hopefully, or things could get more fucked. Maris' golem is a present problem, but it's not a battle unless there's about fifty things going on at once, and Maris himself is the one he's picked.
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As previously mentioned, Teren is a bit unnerved by mages. This is... more or less why. They can do insane things like create armor out of corpses, and that's just bloody unnatural.
She doesn't have much time to reflect on it before Avery grasps her by the arm and wrenches her to the side, which merits a yell of surprise and a bit of resistance before she realizes what the girl's intentions are.
She doesn't have to be told twice. Teren breaks into a sprint toward Ciri, but rather than attending to the unconscious form herself, she skids into position in front of her, prepared to divert attention while Avery pulls Ciri to safety.
ooc scheme-y scheme-y
I have made subthreads to hit located:
— Bellamy, Jamie, Lexa & Sabine; Zoroastres Maris and lackeys versus the badass normals
— Adelaide, Araceli, Avery & Ciri; Taming the Wolf
— Bruce, Korrin, Merrill & Teren; Golem: kicks his buttses, precious
— Daenerys; casually recruiting some gladiators nbd.
Simply put:
Lexa and Bellamy are going to start fighting Maris via another entrance, to be joined by Jamie and Sabine after they attempt something and it goes not so well,
Maris threw a confusion grenade at Korrin, so he and his can regroup.
Golem is throwing attacks and being grumpy. Not taking a lot of damage yet, though.
Wolf is chomping on Avery, pls assist.