the things i do for fish [event/social/closed]

Orion looked at his boat. It was a rental from the village, or at least, as close to a rental as the transaction went. Orion was sure that the fisherman who owned this particular boat had wanted to sell it to Orion at a premium price. He was not having it. It might have a been a grand idea to own a boat like this someday, able to fit a few people comfortably, but he was still a mage. He can't afford the upkeep.

"The beach is fine for a picnic," Orion shrugged, turning towards the young woman, "But be careful of the monsters, they like to prowl every now and then." He was warned earlier by the villagers about the mythical creatures that like to make their presence known. The young lady seemed capable enough but then, "You know what, how about you join me instead. Have your picnic on the boat." Not sure why he was being nice, he continued, "Just don't make loud noises, scares fishes away."

He started paddling the boat back to shore, just close enough so the young woman can get on without too much trouble. At least he'll get food out of this. Free is never bad, and should never be denied. "Don't mind the smell, I've only caught one, sop it won't be too bad yet." He motioned for the young woman to board the boat if she wanted, "Name's Orion by the way."

Fayre Ghirardelli

Orion definitely made a good decision. The young lady, Fayre, had food within her basket that smelled divine. He liked food. He liked food a lot. He managed to keep concentrated enough to get to slightly deeper waters for better fish, before turning towards the lovely smell that emanated from the basket she had been carrying. He had not realized how hungry he was until he smelled whatever Fayre had been harboring.

"Food Magic!" Orion exclaimed, watching Fayre casting some sort of spell. One become three. "You're like Jesus!" He blurted out, not knowing who Jesus was, and why he had the sudden urge to make the comparison. He shook his head, while holding his hand out for his share, fishing all but forgotten.

"This is good," the first bite was amazing. The second was utterly divine. The third will be seared into his memory for years to come. His smile was bright, and his mouth was full, "Good. Very good now that I've had this sandwich!" He continued to munch, "So, why a picnic? And why here of all places?"

Fayre Ghirardelli

It had been watching for a while now, silently keeping its gaze on the images above the surface. The sounds, the ripples, the way the boat rocked back and forth in the gentle breeze. They were relaxed, calm, and overall plain careless. It wasn't just wild monsters that lived on this island, but the recent awakening of an undead plague added new horrors to the world.

Its touch reached far and wide, overseas in fact. And it had nested on this small yet bountiful island, growing fat and full off the creatures that lived here, and the adventurers that travelled here.

Orion Prima and Fayre Ghirardelli may have seen something in the corner of their eye, but they would have been too slow to properly see it. They'd hear something enter the water, the only sign that it happened were the newly made ripples now spreading out from the muddy bank. The water was too murky to see anything underneath, and it may have just been a simple animal.

Nothing to worry about.

A while would pass since it happened, then a few bubbles rose to the surface. Something snagged on Orion's line. If he was quick to react, he'd be able to hold onto it, but whatever had caught it was strong. Strong enough to pull the entire boat if he didn't let go. 

It moved quickly, dragging them away from the original spot until suddenly, they were in a much larger part of the river, where the bank either side was much further away. 

The boat would stop moving, and nothing pulled the line anymore. A few bubbles rose to the surface, big and murky and slick with what looked like oil. 

Bursting out from every direction of the water were three large fleshy tendrils, as tall as the trees that grew on the land. They were lined with sharp teeth and had mouths covered sporadically across the rotting flesh, blood dripped from the gashes and black beady eyes would glare down at them from the tips of the tentacles. 

One by one, they'd quickly fall down on the boat, each aiming to crush their bones. 

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ZOMBIE TENTACLE (A). HP: 60 | MP: 100/100 
ZOMBIE TENTACLE (B). HP: 60 | MP: 100/100 
ZOMBIE TENTACLE (C). HP: 60 | MP: 100/100

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ATK: 15
DEF: 9 / AC: 15
STAM: 3
Level: 01

MAGIC.
Zombie Physiology 

Defense
Attack 1. Hit or miss.
Attack 2. Hit or miss.
Damage received: ??
Conditions: ??

Offense
Standard Action. Basic Attack.
Basic Attack.
— Attack Roll: 
ZOMBIE TENTACLE (A).  OWnvHui7 +7  @ orion
ZOMBIE TENTACLE (B).  +7  @ orion
ZOMBIE TENTACLE (C).   +7  @ fay
— Condition Roll:
ZOMBIE TENTACLE(A).
ZOMBIE TENTACLE(B).
ZOMBIE TENTACLE(C).
Bonus Action.
— Effect: ??
Potential damage: 15 + 4(T1 natural weaponry) = 19 each

Orion avoided the first tentacle, dodging it just in time as it slammed into the boat. The second one however, did whack into his chest, while the third also met its mark as it beat the young woman onto the hard wood.

The mouths lined with sharp teeth that were randomly dotted along the tentacles would hiss and scream, almost like they belonged to countless dead bodies. Corpses that had fell victim to this monstrous creature. The black beady eyes on the tendrils of rotten flesh would stare down at the katana of the man, watching as black electricity built up around it before he released it in a circular slash. The air practically got torn apart with the magical lightning, the power making a loud ripping sound as it cut deep into each tendril.

They writhed and hissed, thrashing about momentarily. Two had been shocked so badly that they were now stunned, making it harder for them to see or move. In an angry fit of rage, one tentacle would hit hard against the boat, going to crush it completely to put the two wizards in the water. Another would retreat slightly under the surface, and attempt to grab Orion by the leg, ensaring around it completely and dragging him under the murky depths. At the same time, the third tentacle would dart towards his chest, a mouth opening wide to leech off his own blood.

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Fayre Ghirardelli , Orion Prima

ZOMBIE TENTACLE (A). HP: 24/60 | MP: 100/100 
ZOMBIE TENTACLE (B). HP: 24/60 | MP: 100/100 
ZOMBIE TENTACLE (C). HP: 24/60 | MP: 85/100

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ATK: 15
DEF: 9 / AC: 15
STAM: 3
Level: 01

MAGIC.
Zombie Physiology 

Defense
Attack 1, AoE damage. Hit All.
Attack 2, Stun. Hit.
Damage received: 36 to A, B and C.
Conditions: Stun to B and C.

Offense
ZOMBIE TENTACLE (A).
Standard Action. Grapple Attack (breaking boat).
— Attack Roll:  #
— Condition Roll: XtBRhbkH @ fay

ZOMBIE TENTACLE (B). 
Standard Action. Grapple Attack (grabbing Orion).
— Attack Roll: #
— Condition Roll: @ orion 

ZOMBIE TENTACLE (C).  
Standard Action. Leech Attack.
— Attack Roll: +8 @ orion
— Condition Roll: # 

Bonus Action.
— Effect: ??

Potential damage: Tentacle C, 30 damage (15 returned as health).

Sovereign had recently completed a mission on this island, searching for and killing an extremely rare species of fish. It was something that had to be done due to the nature of its existence, and the abilities it possessed, as anything that had power over the dead was always a recipe for disaster. It had been shipped off, and Sovereign was now free to explore the island a little more.

What he was not expecting was to stumble across this.

Tentacles, flesh, teeth, the smell of rotting meat. And two unfortunate souls caught in the fray. Sovereign was a little ways off from the centre of the river, still hidden slightly by the trees and bushes. He watched as bolts upon bolts of black lightning arced through the sky, and a young woman who seemed to be knocked unconscious from an earlier attack.

"Not our problem. C'mon, let's go."

"What? We can't just leave."

"Sure we can, just keep walking."

The group of Sovereigns squabbled with one another, but they all knew the outcome of this situation. In sync, they'd all roll their eyes and slouch a bit, "Fiiiine."

In a blur of darkness, his own magic would flare to life. His clones shot across the water like clouds of thunder, re-materialising slightly above the girl before a hand reached out and grabbed her. The momentum they flew at allowed her to be pulled out quite swiftly, and thrown up high into the air. Another clone then appeared in the air, and they would throw her around with the most perfect precision and coordination. In a few seconds, she had been placed gently on the ground away from harms way.

Lined across both sides of the river, there would be at least ten Sovereign's all standing their watching as Orion and the tentacles fought. They were all holding hands, the decorative patterns on their metal masks beginning to glow a faint white colour as the sound of humming could be heard.

"Black Hymn."

They uttered in unison, their voices booming as dark magic exploded from the river. It was like a pillar of light, yet tainted and dark. Water would splash up as the explosive force of Black Hymn would attempt to rend apart the surviving tentacle, and hopefully throw up the rest of the monster hiding underneath.

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HP: 230/240 | MP: 117/125

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ATK: 6
DEF: 23
AC: 12
HEAL: 00
STAM: 12
Level: 06

MAGIC.

Defense
Attack 1. Hit or miss.
Attack 2. Hit or miss.
Damage received: ??
Conditions: ??

Offense
Standard Action. Black Hymn [limit break -10HP]
— Attack Roll: pGorgAvN +3 @ tentacle C
— Condition Roll:
Bonus Action. Clones.
— Effect: clones ;3c
Potential damage: 25

MP used: 15
MP regenerated: 7

Inventory
Kisses [T1 Mace].

Luck seemed to be on Orion and Fayre's side as some random person jumped into the fray. He had momentarily lost sight of the young woman he had just met, and quickly glancing, it seems as though a horde of the same person was rescuing the poor girl.

Wait. A horde of the same person?

Without any questions asked, his saviour seemed to leap into action almost immediately, and obliterating the rest of the tentacles.

"Hey, bud! Don't know who you are, but thanks for the save!" He waved at the guy, though he looked quite odd. Before he could ask any questions, something erupted from the depths. Vile, and very much disgusting, Orion had to stop himself from barfing at the sight of the monster.

It attacked, and Orion couldn't dodge in time. Instead, without pause, he used the momentum fromt he hit to right himself in mid-air, and sent a lightning charged slash with his katana.

"Eclipse!"

Summary: Orion is happy to be saved, but almost barfs at the creatures appearance. He is hit, sent flying, but rights himself in mid-air and hurls an Eclipse.

Sovereign Pale wicker

HP: 117/200 | MP: 68/120

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ATK: 18
DEF: 9
AC: 15
HEAL: 1
STAM: 10
Level: 5

MAGIC. lightning god slayer

Defense
Attack 1. Hit.
Attack 2. Miss.
Damage received: 34
Conditions: None.

Offense
Standard Action. eclipse
— Attack Roll: rbPKEncb + 9
— Condition Roll:
Bonus Action.
— Effect: ??
Potential damage: 36

MP used: 20
MP regenerated: 06

Inventory
ITEM NAME: cheap katana
TIER: 1
ITEM DESCRIPTION: a standard sized, moderately curved sword, and single-edge sword. it is thin, and very sharp. the cheap katana, however, is made of scavenged metals, which makes it not as effective and easily dulled.