Vertigo

P2e - Threshold of Knowledge

Posted, and found an ok-ish token:

P2e - Threshold of Knowledge

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Well, now, he had suspected something peculiar was going on with Teacher Ot, considering he had failed to answer when called upon, so finding his office in disarray wasn't entirely a surprise.

The insects, however, were.

Wrinkling his nose, Elaeshor stepped further into the room, but had time for little else before the smallest of their menagerie already took action. And my, what an action it was; instead of attacking the wretched bugs, the kobold offered them ichor — as did Jenk and Fleur, successfully pacifying three of the four little menaces.

Only one left, then. Elaeshor turned expectantly to Starfinger, not wanting to touch the ichor or approach the bugs if not strictly necessary, but the tripkee seemed to have a plan of his own. Instead of a truce, he offered violence. At the sound of the vial shattering, had Elaeshor been in his true form, his ears would've perked in surprise.

Suddenly, he found himself conflicted. He would rather not reveal his weapon to a bunch of strangers over something like this, but the thought of trying to pacify an insect already riled further by injury didn't sound very enticing either. Now what was a kitsune to do?

With a sigh, he strode forward, snatching a paper from the desk to be rolled up and used to scoop the ichor. Now all that needed to be done was hold it up and offer it to the beetle — which, as far as he was concerned, did not need to be his job.

Holding the paper with two fingers as if holding particularly pungent piece of trash, Elaeshor offered the inchor filled, makeshift papercup to Jenk, alongside a quick smile.

"All yours." The cup, the glory, and the incoming attack if the beetle wasn't sufficiently pacified by the offering.

ooc

Action 1: Eleashor strides over to the desk
Action 2: He picks up a paper, folds it and collects ichor
Action 3: He offers the paper to Jenk

P2e - Threshold of Knowledge

Should I wait for this situation to resolve before posting? What Ele does depends on what Starfinger decides to do in the end (aka whether attacking the pacified beetles was intentional on clanjos's part)

Symphony on High

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20 | Female | Maverick Alternative | So(ME)thing On Your Mind
Kiss & Make Up | Handgun | Physical | We Are But Dust and Shadow
Hellspawn | Streetside Devil
Friends on the Other Side | Shadow | Abyssus Abyssum Invocat
[Obfuscate, Intangible] Damage X (6), Restrain (4), Blink (4), Minor Heal (2), Summon (4), Enhance (2), Powerful (0), Homing (2), Avoid (2), AoE (2), Bend (0), Construction (4)

DAMAGE: B | SPEED: C | SENTINEL: E | 1000

PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: D | CHAOS: E | 1000

"... What?" Ciri quirked a brow at the blonde's blabbering, unsure what the hell she was on about. Rejected by who? She was the one who wasn't good enough for a flying lizard! Was this what they called projecting? Cause the weird-ass Freelancer was doing an entire cinema's worth right about now.

Ciri was about to argue as much out loud, when an ear-piercing wail cut her off and sent shivers down her spine. Frantic, she looked around, finding the source pretty much immediately. It wasn't exactly difficult to spot an entire-ass train.

Huh. So they really were up against a train, albeit one with a face. Ciri watched with equal parts fascination and disgust as the fleshy vehicle wailed below them. This had better not be one of those 'remove a thorn from a lion's paw' sort of situations, because Ciri was so not going to dig around in all that sinewy shit to help the damn thing. Sovereign probably would, though. With glee.

Speaking of, with no warning at all, Trixy went and earned some points in Ciri's book by practically yeeting the handsy blonde off the dragon straight at the train below. She whistled, peeking over the edge after the other Esper, then grinning at her colleague. "Thanks, I owe you one."

Ciri assumed Boteg would take the rest of them closer for an easier time getting on the train, but the way Trixy turned to look at the two remaining Espers — and the way the blue girl just took off — gave her pause. No way. Was she insinuating...?

"... Seriously, Trix? Forget owing you shit then, damn."

With that, Ciri peeked over the dragon's back to watch the train's erratic swerving for a moment, wanting to make sure she timed her jump right. Physical stuff wasn't her forte, and she only got one shot. Damnit, this was exactly what she had her summons for, what she had It for. Ugh. It better catch her now.

Waiting any longer would've likely earned her a yeeting from Trixy — or worse, made her lose face, so Ciri braced herself, cursed under her breath, and took a leap without the fate part.

Planescape: Search for Tir na Og

@Vertigo Roll initiati- I'm kidding. Melvin's not going to resort to violence...

... not straight away, anyway.

@XxFellsingxX

Symphony on High

💀

20 | Female | Maverick Alternative | So(ME)thing On Your Mind
Kiss & Make Up | Handgun | Physical | We Are But Dust and Shadow
Hellspawn | Streetside Devil
Friends on the Other Side | Shadow | Abyssus Abyssum Invocat
[Obfuscate, Intangible] Damage X (6), Restrain (4), Blink (4), Minor Heal (2), Summon (4), Enhance (2), Powerful (0), Homing (2), Avoid (2), AoE (2), Bend (0), Construction (4)

DAMAGE: B | SPEED: C | SENTINEL: E | 1000

PHYSICAL: D | ARCANE: D | CHAOS: E | 1000

... Yeah. If Ciri hadn't felt like socializing before, actually meeting the Freelancers made her seriously consider just up and going the fuck home. Like was this some kind of a joke? She couldn't imagine how desperate the Big Boss had to be to employ an actual goddamn madwoman like this blonde. Had she even introduced herself? Ciri had tuned out most of her rambling, so she couldn't say for sure. Something about royalty? She sure was a Royal Pain in the A—

Boteg gave her a pleading look, but the only answer he got was a telepathic, You're on your own, pal.

The other girl was... there, Ciri figured. Which, honestly, was still miles better than whatever the fuck was going on with Goldilocks. She seemed like the shy, nerdy type; inoffensive, but not exactly memorable.

And then there was Trixy, spewing something about train sex.

So, yeah, Ciri didn't see much reason to raise her gaze from the phone.

In the end, the blue haired chick seemed to find her voice by playing 100 questions with Trixy. At least she seemed interested in the mission, and not rubbing her ass all over the dragon, like So-eww-reign up there. So, again, one point to the nerd.

Ciri pocketed her phone, sighed, and followed the other girls onto the dragon and into what seemed to be a long damn day. Hopefully, the wind up in the sky would steal everyone's voices, and she could get at least some peace and quiet before the inevitable conflict.

—

Right. No such fucking luck.

"You," Ciri finally snapped, jabbing a finger in Sovereign's direction. "Stop flirting with our ride. If we plummet, your horny ass'll be toast too." She turned to Trixy, exasperated — and a little bit insulted, in all honesty. "No, I can't translate that, do I look like someone who'd have any idea what he's—"

The cacophony of horns from somewhere below cut Ciri off and gave her at least a vague sense of solidarity — and a reality check. It wasn't just the four of them on this mission. This was a big, important damn job, and she would see it done, even if she had to put up with an entire damn asylum while at it.

Close, Boteg had said.

Ciri stood a little straighter, eyes peeled, hands itching. There were no shadows up here, not even her own. She felt worse than naked; as if a part of her very skin had been peeled off and left behind on the ground. She had to find a place to land and prepare.

But to do fucking anything at all, she first needed everyone to just — "Shut up and focus."

Epyllion: Beyond Moonlight's Reach

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... Oh.

Listening to Runa pour her heart out, unaware that the reason she'd been asked to do so had been suspicion towards her kin, made the Seer feel awfully guilty. It wasn't the trolls that wanted to invade upon the dragons' space; it was quite the opposite.

"Pushing boundaries. That's what dragon society is built on."

Fellwing recalled the mid-flight conversation from earlier, and felt her claws digging into the soil in anger. They had spoken as if the awful deeds dragons had committed had been a thing of the past, when in truth, even today, dragonkind had yet to change for the better.

"Rothscar, yes," she confirmed softly, trying not to show her ire. They would never listen to a troll's request. What were the woes of one soul, of an entire colony even, to a House who only cared about being immortalized through their work? Lives are not eternal; excellence is, they'd say, she knew.

Then Runa mentioned another dragon, and Fellwing perked up, curious, relieved and worried all at once. She did not trust in the kindness of strangers with grand promises. "A very kind dragon? That is... that is wonderful, truly. Perhaps I might know her? Did she give you a name? What did she look like?"

A little uneasy, the Seer stepped forward, hoping to drape a wing over the troll's arm. "I promise, I will do what I can to make sure there will be no war, and no more losses for you, Runa."

But even as she said that, Fellwing couldn't help but worry. Where in the world were the other trolls, and what awaited them were they to enter the Capitol unannounced?

Planescape: Search for Tir na Og

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_{Manyroads' Maps, Tradegate, the Outlands
@Lurking Krog, @XxFellsingxX, @Abstract Proxy, @Guardian Angel Haruki}

Garnet stood her ground as the gnome approached, her grin unfaltering. She wasn't sure what the fun(ny) old man was going to do or say, but it sure wouldn't be anything she couldn't handle. Old coot looked awfully unarmed, especially compared to her, who had the power of god and knives on her side.

As the man reached for the compass, Garnet edged her hand further back in turn, seemingly without much alarm or urgency.

"Yer welcome!" she replied, her tone disorientingly earnest, as she kept holding the compass just barely out of the old man's reach. "Can ta'e o'her stuff off yer 'ands too, if ya wanna."

P2e - Threshold of Knowledge

I read over the initiative rules, and it says by default, you use your Perception skill, right? As opposed to how D&D 5e uses the raw Dex modifier? I noticed some of the initiatives above were unmodified so I figured it might be worth clarifying xD

@Digizel

Also curious about that, because I also assumed we'd use Perception as that's how it was the one other time I played Pf2E, but then the sheet has a separate field for "Initiative", which has a different value (that's not based on Dex either, apparently...?)

If we do use Perception, it's a 6 instead of 1, so I doubt it matters either way in this case.

Planescape: Search for Tir na Og

Posting a quick one soon (as in tomorrow most likely)!

Edit: nvm did it now but it's tiny.