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Arwyn Arton Rio Nanda
HP: 75 HP: 125 HP: 125 HP: 100
MP: 50 MP: 25 MP: 25 MP: 50
Status: Clear Status: CLear Status: Clear Status: Clear
Stamina: Full Stamina: Full Stamina: Full Stamina: Full
EXP to LVL: 60------------------------------------------------------
The undead charged forward towards the entrance of the dungeon. They were first met by arrows that seemed to disintegrate into nothing upon making contact with the monsters. While Sampson accompanied the soldiers back to the carpet, Jack seemed to move in closer towards the entrance unsuspected. He pulled out a book that began to shine and make his eyes shine. "I just need to get a closer look..." The boy whispered creeping up behind Arton just as the monsters made contact with his shield. Artons defense was built to withstand even such a charge from the first undead as he holds his ground not budging an inch. As the second one impacts, the force increases. By the third one, Arton could be seen slightly getting pushed back. As Arton attacked back at the wraiths, the first would raise its arm to guard. However, this was a hopeless attempt as its arm was completely destroyed. From the side of the monsters, Rio charged in landing a critical blow on all of them. The wraith in the front taking majority of the damage. The first wraith was reduced to nothing but ashes as the other 2 scatter. One to the Left and one to the right. Just then Jack spoke, now appearing at Sampson's side. "These are Undead soldiers. They have magic resistance. USE FIRE!!! The boys' voice appeared to be strong and omnipotent, a complete change from the child that once spoke.
Battle Calculations
{Arwyns attack has no effect}
{Arton Deals 25 Damage to Undead 1}
{Rio Deals 80 Damage to Undead 1, 40 Damage to Wraith 2 & 3}
{Undead 1 Destroyed}
{Rio Looses Quarter Stamina}
Undead 2: The monster slides to the right after suffering some damage from Rio's attack. After a unified screech with the other undead, it turns its sights to Arton. This soldier was carrying a large ax, however, any former skills the person possessed with the weapon was now gone. Its stance was sloppy and its movements were more than slow, its will remained unchanged. It charged once more towards Arton, this time lifting its ax and dropping it down with all its undead might.
HP: 60
Undead 3: The undead rolls off to the right, in the same direction as Rio. This one seems to be holding a grudge from the attack earlier. This monster carried no weapon and yet it still charged reeling forward towards Rio. It releases a barrage of slow and sluggish punches towards him.
HP: 60
Arwyn Arton Rio Nanda
HP: 75 HP: 125 HP: 125 HP: 100
MP: 50 MP: 25 MP: 25 MP: 50
Status: Clear Status: CLear Status: Clear Status: Clear
Stamina: Full Stamina: Full Stamina: Full Stamina: Full
EXP to LVL: 60------------------------------------------------------
The undead charged forward towards the entrance of the dungeon. They were first met by arrows that seemed to disintegrate into nothing upon making contact with the monsters. While Sampson accompanied the soldiers back to the carpet, Jack seemed to move in closer towards the entrance unsuspected. He pulled out a book that began to shine and make his eyes shine. "I just need to get a closer look..." The boy whispered creeping up behind Arton just as the monsters made contact with his shield. Artons defense was built to withstand even such a charge from the first undead as he holds his ground not budging an inch. As the second one impacts, the force increases. By the third one, Arton could be seen slightly getting pushed back. As Arton attacked back at the wraiths, the first would raise its arm to guard. However, this was a hopeless attempt as its arm was completely destroyed. From the side of the monsters, Rio charged in landing a critical blow on all of them. The wraith in the front taking majority of the damage. The first wraith was reduced to nothing but ashes as the other 2 scatter. One to the Left and one to the right. Just then Jack spoke, now appearing at Sampson's side. "These are Undead soldiers. They have magic resistance. USE FIRE!!! The boys' voice appeared to be strong and omnipotent, a complete change from the child that once spoke.
Battle Calculations
{Arwyns attack has no effect}
{Arton Deals 25 Damage to Undead 1}
{Rio Deals 80 Damage to Undead 1, 40 Damage to Wraith 2 & 3}
{Undead 1 Destroyed}
{Rio Looses Quarter Stamina}
Undead 2: The monster slides to the right after suffering some damage from Rio's attack. After a unified screech with the other undead, it turns its sights to Arton. This soldier was carrying a large ax, however, any former skills the person possessed with the weapon was now gone. Its stance was sloppy and its movements were more than slow, its will remained unchanged. It charged once more towards Arton, this time lifting its ax and dropping it down with all its undead might.
HP: 60
Undead 3: The undead rolls off to the right, in the same direction as Rio. This one seems to be holding a grudge from the attack earlier. This monster carried no weapon and yet it still charged reeling forward towards Rio. It releases a barrage of slow and sluggish punches towards him.
HP: 60
In Arwyn’s specific case here it would (Strength 4 + Weapon Power 3) = 7 Damage per successful attack then?
Will targeting their legs inflict any sort of status effect for the attack? Or would Arwen have to use an Ice arrow or something similar to deliberately cause any such effect?
Since she can vary the strength of her arrows, would it be possible for her to channel all her mana at once for a 53 Damage Attack, which would then leave her totally drained for a few turns afterward?
It is possible to put more MP into the arrow to increase its damage. Mana Drain works similar to stamina drain so after you'd run out you'd be somewhat exhausted. I don't wanna answer this question too much because it will spoil some details that have not yet been revealed IC, however, attacking an opponent in the legs can cause some form of paralysis or make the limb useless altogether. Same with attacking the arms, you can disarm someone's weapon attacking that way.
How many medium stamina consuming abilities can I use before I get close to getting winded?
There are a lot of variables being calculated when it comes to exhaustion. Ill keep track of stamina starting in my next post. You will get at least a one post warning before you reach exhaust.
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In that case I'll make it one Standard arrow to a knee for each of the three Undead Soldiers currently in sight.
Since we regenerate 10 points per post, and she's only looking to inconvenience the targets rather than kill them outright as well as aiming for quick firing rather than long charged shots, Arwyn will only channel 3 points of mana per shot, draining her of a total of 9 mana for this round of firing which will immediately regenerate again keeping her on 50 total MP.
Would that make her attack damage (Strength 4 x Weapon Power 3) = 12 Damage per successful attack? Or is it just Weapon Power 3 = 3 Damage per successful attack?
Once she sees how well, or how poorly, the attacks work the shadowbow will be able to tailor the strength of her shots appropriately. No need to drain herself completely with an opening barrage if only the bare minimum is needed to halt the creatures' advance.
Normally it would be weapon damage + strength = attack damage. Then defense/resistance - attack damage =damage dealt.
If a creature has a resistance to magic or physical ofcourse damage will go down just like if you aim for the head, damage will go up. So theres a few variables.
Ah, yeah, I'm gonna have to wait for some clarification on how stats affect damage too. Nanda gonna buff somebody but I got no idea which stat would best suit whatever she's intending to do.
Like, is Strength exclusively for deciding the things they can carry, or does that affect physical attack damage too? How about speed? If say, Arton was defending himself against the undead with his shield, would that be in any way affected by his Endurance or his Vitality?
Strength helps with damage but ultimately, the attack of the weapon is gonna be the most damage. Increasing strength would also increase damage. In Artons situation, strength will determine how well he can hold them back and endurance will determine how long he can hold them back. Vitality will determine how many blows he can take whole he holds them back. Speed however wouldn't be a factor for this type of action.
@Champion With a Speed of 8 compared to the Undead Soldiers’ 1, how many arrows would Arwen be allowed to fire before she’d have to fall back, or switch to melee weapons?
If your talking from the soldiers to the entrance, id say you'd be able to knock and release 2 times. But considering your bow generates the arrow itself, you'd be able to knock and release 4 times depending on how many arrows you fire each time.
The soldier seemed to be unresponsive to those that were trying to help him. Sampson conjured up a fireball and shove it into the soldiers still bleeding arm. The Knight seemed to not feel the pain as his wound was burned shut. "Open your eyes Jackson! Stay with me!" With a heavy-handed smack, the young boy Jack, slapped the Knight in the face. Jack no! You disrespectful little-" Just then the Soldier came back to reality. "Cap-Captain...is it....really you?" The dying knight said almost to his last breath. "Rest now. We'll get you back to the city." The Captain motioned for the soldiers that accompanied them there to take the wounded back to the city where he could get some much-needed healing. As the 2 knights are dragging their comrade back to the carpet the injured soldier suddenly screams out. "Watch out....they're coming...." This caught Sampson off guard as he was primarily focused with tending to the injured.
The group split, a few went to assist the injured man while the others acted as a shield for what was to come out of the entrance. Good thinking on their part as a few moments pass, a pair slow clumsy footsteps could be heard approaching. Heavy armor clinking about as the footsteps begin to approach closer and closer. A figure could be seen in the distance. A slightly taller person with bigger and bulkier armor then the soldier that had previously exited. Sampson turned towards the entrance seeing as much as he could into the darkness. "Brother?" Anyone whose eyes could adjust to the dark could see the figure plain as day. It was a Skeletal Monster,
wearing dark retro-style armor and carrying a large axe. Upon further examination, one could see he wasn't alone either. He had at least 2 behind him. As the Wraith approached closer, it let out a large screech before charging the line towards Arwyn and Arton.
The group split, a few went to assist the injured man while the others acted as a shield for what was to come out of the entrance. Good thinking on their part as a few moments pass, a pair slow clumsy footsteps could be heard approaching. Heavy armor clinking about as the footsteps begin to approach closer and closer. A figure could be seen in the distance. A slightly taller person with bigger and bulkier armor then the soldier that had previously exited. Sampson turned towards the entrance seeing as much as he could into the darkness. "Brother?" Anyone whose eyes could adjust to the dark could see the figure plain as day. It was a Skeletal Monster,
wearing dark retro-style armor and carrying a large axe. Upon further examination, one could see he wasn't alone either. He had at least 2 behind him. As the Wraith approached closer, it let out a large screech before charging the line towards Arwyn and Arton.
A glimpse into what the types of things you will be witnessing. I hope Arton has a strong stomach.
As the King exited the building he was first approached by the Night Elf of the group. L'eonard had heard of the Night Elf people but he had never seen one before in person. A look of fascination crept across the king's face. He couldn't help but ponder her up and down, taking extreme note of her clothing. He couldn't help himself but intrude into her personal space and lightly flick her armor. He was quickly interrupted by Gunthrum clearing his throat very loud and abrupt. Taking a mental note of everything he just learned the look vanished from his face. He briefly cleared his throat. "Apologies.....Arwyn? To answer your question. Chett and I have conquered 2 dungeons in our time of knowing each other. He is very strong and knowledgeable. But even then it only took us 5 days max. I do agree with you though, that time has been wasted. The King came to a complete stop as the Draeni, Arton, asked his question. I mean this group looks really strong. How many dungeons have you conquered? I should have called the WAA in the first place." The group now stood in front of the front doors to the castle leading out into the courtyard. Before the King could answer the question for himself, Sampson spoke."15 Knights hand-picked from my own elite squad by me. They're ready to die to complete their mission!"
After speaking, Sampson hawks a loogy on the floor. Gunthrum immediately begins cleaning it with a rag. The King glares at Sampson, letting out a slight killing intent. He points his finger at Sampson. "Bad Dog!" A small stream of water hits Sampson in the face through the opening in his helmet. Afterward, he releases the pressure and turns towards the door pushing them open.
"What he says is true. 15 men. Try to find them but don't strain yourselves. Dungeons are perilous and sometimes infinite with millions of pathways. I recommend you lot stay together. The King began laughing loud and obnoxious like. "What am I saying?! Your all dungeon crawling badasses!" On the other side of the door were 2 knights. Sampson led the group out, while Gunthram and L'eonard stayed inside the castle. "These 2 knights will escort you to the dungeon. It is up to you to complete your task." The 2 knights stood on top of what seemed to be a carpet. Once everyone was standing on it, the 2 knights began to conjure magic spells that made the carpet float and then take off high into the sky. From that high up, the group could see the view of the entire city as well as ships sailing in from miles away. On the outer edge of the city was a formation of earth that looked like it obviously didn't belong there. The magic carpet was flying the group directly towards it. It was then that the usually silent boy began to speak. "Hey!! Look at that. It's the entrance...oooooooh. This looks interesting." Jack began spazzing out into his book. Upon getting closer the group could see the dungeon clear as day.
The area around the entrance was scorched black, however, ash covered the majority of the area. The entrance itself resembled a giant head with the mouth serving as a gateway beckoning the heroes to go deeper. The eyes glowed red and emitted a smoke cloud that rained ash into the area. The place reeked of death and despair. Jack was the first off the carpet before it could even land. He was cycling through his book taking note of everything around him. From the way, the dungeon looked, to the ash clouds above that only lingered around the head of the dungeon. Anyone with magic affinity could feel darkness emitting from the cloud. Sampson quickly hoped off to catch up with the boy."Loooooook at that cloud. It's so beautiful." The boy seemed hypnotized by the very essence of the dungeon. "Stay close kid you don't know what may come out of that pl-" Before Sampson could finish his speech a lone knight began walking out of the dungeon. Exhaustion could be heard from each step he took. One after another until he was finally visible to the entrance. He made brief eye contact with the group before collapsing. "Cap..tain?" His armor looked bloody and beaten. The soldier himself was missing an arm and his helmet. Sampson quickly rushed to his aid.
After speaking, Sampson hawks a loogy on the floor. Gunthrum immediately begins cleaning it with a rag. The King glares at Sampson, letting out a slight killing intent. He points his finger at Sampson. "Bad Dog!" A small stream of water hits Sampson in the face through the opening in his helmet. Afterward, he releases the pressure and turns towards the door pushing them open.
"What he says is true. 15 men. Try to find them but don't strain yourselves. Dungeons are perilous and sometimes infinite with millions of pathways. I recommend you lot stay together. The King began laughing loud and obnoxious like. "What am I saying?! Your all dungeon crawling badasses!" On the other side of the door were 2 knights. Sampson led the group out, while Gunthram and L'eonard stayed inside the castle. "These 2 knights will escort you to the dungeon. It is up to you to complete your task." The 2 knights stood on top of what seemed to be a carpet. Once everyone was standing on it, the 2 knights began to conjure magic spells that made the carpet float and then take off high into the sky. From that high up, the group could see the view of the entire city as well as ships sailing in from miles away. On the outer edge of the city was a formation of earth that looked like it obviously didn't belong there. The magic carpet was flying the group directly towards it. It was then that the usually silent boy began to speak. "Hey!! Look at that. It's the entrance...oooooooh. This looks interesting." Jack began spazzing out into his book. Upon getting closer the group could see the dungeon clear as day.
The area around the entrance was scorched black, however, ash covered the majority of the area. The entrance itself resembled a giant head with the mouth serving as a gateway beckoning the heroes to go deeper. The eyes glowed red and emitted a smoke cloud that rained ash into the area. The place reeked of death and despair. Jack was the first off the carpet before it could even land. He was cycling through his book taking note of everything around him. From the way, the dungeon looked, to the ash clouds above that only lingered around the head of the dungeon. Anyone with magic affinity could feel darkness emitting from the cloud. Sampson quickly hoped off to catch up with the boy."Loooooook at that cloud. It's so beautiful." The boy seemed hypnotized by the very essence of the dungeon. "Stay close kid you don't know what may come out of that pl-" Before Sampson could finish his speech a lone knight began walking out of the dungeon. Exhaustion could be heard from each step he took. One after another until he was finally visible to the entrance. He made brief eye contact with the group before collapsing. "Cap..tain?" His armor looked bloody and beaten. The soldier himself was missing an arm and his helmet. Sampson quickly rushed to his aid.
Alrighty. Ill have a post up within a few hours.
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