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Mercy on your soul [fight]
Aug 28, 2019 12:44:51 GMT
[googlefont="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Source+Sans+Pro:400,400i,700,700i|Montserrat:700] [attr="class","ctu1"] [attr="class","g3m"] [attr="class","g3m1"] [attr="class","ams"]All my sins [attr="class","n3d"]need holywater [attr="class","ctu2"]Once again, Mercy found purchase—in a way. Dropping one hand from her sword, this time the Godfather took the dagger through her wounded left hand entirely. Searing pain coursed through the entirety of her arm, sending her nerves into delirium as she gritted her teeth in aversion. However, flecks of mischief still surfaced in her now heterochromatic eyes, and her grimace twisted into a grin. After all, now that the dagger was lodged into her hand, Mercy had nowhere to go for her immediate follow-up attack. Turning the sword around with her freehand, she used the supernatural strength bestowed to her through her divine blood to swing the hilt itself hard into Mercy’s solar plexus. The resulting blow would result in a resounding shockwave, bound to reverberate the very foundation of Asgard. As she and everyone else within Odin’s Spear knew, indeed, she was quite the brutal teacher. ”Man, I’ve got one adorable little sister,” she started, hand still leaking like a faucet. ”And you definitely got fangs to boot. Lessening how much I gotta worry.”-- HP: 281/300 | MP: 90/100 ATK: 15 DEF: 00 (10 required to hit Anniken) HEAL: 00 STAM: 15 Level: 1
MAGIC. Magic: Odin's Eye
Defense Attack 1. Gram Jr Damage received: 9 Conditions: None
Offense Standard Action - Blood of the Allfather (Revenge Attack) — Attack Roll [N/A]: None — Condition Roll: N/a Bonus Action. — Effect: N/a DMG: 9 returned to Mercy
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[googlefont="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Source+Sans+Pro:400,400i,700,700i|Montserrat:700] [attr="class","ctu1"] [attr="class","g3m"] [attr="class","g3m1"] [attr="class","ams"]All my sins [attr="class","n3d"]need holywater [attr="class","ctu2"]“Ah, now, lesse here…”
Right eye activating, an eerie blue glow and intricate designs appeared in lieu of the gold optic. True wisdom bestowed upon her, sight of the future near and far occurred to her, and she witnessed the events unfold before they happened. At the cost of her own vitality, Anniken repeatedly employed her domain over reality itself with this knowledge, her divine birthright from inheriting the wisdom Odin sacrificed his eye for. An all-seeing eye, she removed the portion of time where Cheshire was noticed, should she have been at all, allowing her to escape the guard’s notice.
The Godfather spit some blood under the wheel, but kept Odin’s Eye active.
The only time she needed to do it again was when Cheshire loaded the goods into the back. Eye glowing menacingly, Odin Spear’s leader smiled appreciatively, and moved into the passenger seat of the vehicle. Impressed by the woman’s mettle, this meant that they could start up their speedy getaway with all the loot they just took from the aggressors in this settlement.
Anniken nodded, opening up the door on her side and taking a look at the individual’s who miraculously did not seem to notice them. ”Well, looks good, kitten. Good job! I knew us lovebirds could pull it off.”
Summoning a spear in hand, she hurled it with speed rivaling bullets through one of the guards. It gored him with such torrential force it blew apart the vault, tore out the outside side, and let a gaping hole in his chest the size of three basketballs. Returning it to her hand, she returned it to her hand, but not before it cleaved off the cranium of the other guard, sending grey matter and gore across her side of the wind shield. This was the power of Gungnir.
The Godfather assured they wouldn’t be using their guns, after all. Can’t shoot them if they’re dead.
Rather than closing the door, she got out, deterred shots from being fired, and then climbed onto the top of the vehicle.
”Alright! You fuck with my men, you fuck with all of us. This here’s a message for you here delinquents, you got two days to renegotiate terms, or I’m gonna have to come back here and send another message or ten,” she turned her attention to Cheshire. “Drive, sweetie.”
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@sol
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Magic
odin's eye
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[googlefont="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Source+Sans+Pro:400,400i,700,700i|Montserrat:700] [attr="class","ctu1"] [attr="class","g3m"] [attr="class","g3m1"] [attr="class","ams"]All my sins [attr="class","n3d"]need holywater [attr="class","ctu2"]”Yep, if there was a lottery to win anymore, I’d even say us two just struck it with how lucky we are. And as for me, the name’s Anniken. Suppose you could say I’m familiar with these here parts.” Thus far, she was on the right track. Though she used information siphoned from her mystical eye as leverage in the end, there was no doubt in her mind that even without confirming via that she could have conclude that this was the other person on the mission. A playful smile of her own broke out on her lips, and she kept her golden eyes fixed on the stranger named Sov.
Indeed, she had a great amount of knowledge when it came to this town. It was her home, after all, and presumably all she knew for a large portion of her life. That may have been evidenced through her rough manner of speech, idiosyncrasies shared by many people within the reinforced walls. Cocksure grin still firmly attached to her face, the canid woman nodded in response.
”Of course, partner. Seems to me that these these ain’t in our immediate vicinity, either way we’re gonna have to search around the town for any signs of them,” Anniken started, beginning to walk up a simple road that broke away from the square they were within. ”Gotta do a lot of legwork at this rate, we don’t exactly got the smallest settlement in the world. Unless the contractors related got some juicy tidbits on where these sparklies were last seen? ‘Cause that there could be our first lead.”
The Godfather lacked interest in playing all of her cards right now—wasn’t a good business practice, and seldom a good strategy in any game with stakes.
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LOW IQ [EVENT]
Aug 28, 2019 2:47:24 GMT
[googlefont="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Source+Sans+Pro:400,400i,700,700i|Montserrat:700] [attr="class","ctu1"] [attr="class","g3m"] [attr="class","g3m1"] [attr="class","ams"]All my sins [attr="class","n3d"]need holywater [attr="class","ctu2"]Andesite Village was one of the locations she wanted to strike an arrangement with. Sporting many vegetables, fruit, and other produce, they had a valuable resource Shale Town lacked in, being the reinforced, metal kingdom that it was. Its environment lacked a reliable means of growing a lot of food, and she wanted another source of vegetation before certain deficiencies broke out amongst the masses. In her mind, there was no better way to establish trust and earn the favour of the town than to provide protection. That was the usual set up, and now they would realize the importance of having such services after being subjected to the unprecedented attack. That is, being attacked by zombies. After zombo was blasted rearwards, a masked swordswoman attempted to cleave it into two halves from behind, appearing literally out of thin air to all onlookers who weren’t privy to the workings of her uncanny magic. A swift flash of steel using one of her trusted katana, but the stunt, done while the creature was airborne, wouldn’t be a guaranteed success. Like the wielder herself, it was flashy. Her identity was concealed, however. The Godfather meant to keep herself concealed by a black cloak and a porcelain mask with elongate eyes holes for the big reveal to the townsfolk when it was all said and done. She did not yet know, nor get a good look at the identical figures contesting the shambling corpses, and it was unlikely she would be able to secure a good look at them with her mask on, and with her being focused on the combat before her. The right eye of her mask emanated an eerie, blue luminescence. ”Buncha no good, stinkin’, gangly big teeth ass lookin’ biters is what this is.”-- HP: 320/320 | MP: 105/105 ATK: 16 DEF: 00 (10 or higher to hit) HEAL: 00 STAM: 16 Level: 2
MAGIC. Magic: Odin's Eye
Defense Attack 1. N/A Damage received: None Conditions: None
Offense Standard Action. — Attack Roll [Attack @zombo]: NJck2emV +8 — Condition Roll: N/a Bonus Action. — Effect: N/a DMG: 20
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[googlefont="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Source+Sans+Pro:400,400i,700,700i|Montserrat:700] [attr="class","ctu1"] [attr="class","g3m"] [attr="class","g3m1"] [attr="class","ams"]All my sins [attr="class","n3d"]need holywater [attr="class","ctu2"]Anniken was in dilemma. She could either tell the woman and assuage her fears, or she could keep it as a surprise. The woman enjoyed surprises, but in this case, she wasn’t sure if her other half would oblige the request if she kept her powers a secret until the last moment. After all, she posed a good point. Without some form of unorthodox, powerful magic, there weren’t a lot of things one could do against live bullets. If she constantly thought she would be riddled with holes, then she would probably perform impeded by her own doubts. The Godfather exhaled a diminutive sigh.
”To tell you the truth, I don’t work with no parlour tricks like illusions and other little tricks. I’ve got divine blood, a real live demigod, and my magic is just like my ancestor’s; apple didn’t fall far from this here tree. What if I told you I had the power to choose which events are gonna happen don’t happen?” The last tidbit was a confusing sentence, but that was her style. In fact, she couldn’t say it in any plainer words than that. Maybe she could have likened it to editing video footage, but she felt like they didn’t have the time for long winded descriptions.
”In short, you won’t be able to notice it, but you’re gonna be able to walk right in front of them and it’s gonna be like they just a harmless part of the scenery,” Anniken concluded, a casual smile along her lips. “Ain’t the full description of my powers, nor is it everything I can do, but that should assure you that as long as I’m here, there ain’t no need to worry about these folk and their recycled pea shooters.” That was it—her partner would use her means of getting inside of that place, get out, and then put it into the back of the vehicle while she keeps the men permanently distracted. There were consequences and flaws in the power, as she was not a true deity, but she didn’t disclose that tidbit.
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Bread Crumbs [mission / closed]
Aug 28, 2019 1:21:34 GMT
edited on Aug 28, 2019 1:22:25 GMT by A.J. Godfrey
[googlefont="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Source+Sans+Pro:400,400i,700,700i|Montserrat:700] [attr="class","ctu1"] [attr="class","g3m"] [attr="class","g3m1"] [attr="class","ams"]All my sins [attr="class","n3d"]need holywater [attr="class","ctu2"]“You sure you don’t want help with this one, boss?” asked a man dressed in worn clothes and pieces of rusted armour. From within the Godfather’s office inside of Odin Spear’s headquarters, Asgard, Anniken Godfrey stood, just finishing sharpening one of her trusted blades. Hearing his question, the canid woman shook her head.
“Like I said, best I go on this one alone. Scout this shit out before I make any grand decisions. Can’t go send a whole crew of people without knowin’ the nature of this problem.” Putting the sword back into its sheath on her side, joining her other sword in unison, she started to make her way out of the room, and after bidding farewell, the rest of the building.
“Way I see it, them glowflies smell just like somethin’ else, might benefit from fewer eyes…”
It seemed like a simple job on paper: there was a menace that needed to be taken care of, and the source needed to be extinguished for the security of the town. However, she was certain there was a storied history behind it—and she was going to get to the bottom of it. Without a doubt, this problem was connected to her somehow, and she intended to resolve it alongside other people relevant to it.
Making her way to the space that served as the town square, she rolled her shoulders and looked around. An individual whom she could only assume she had limited contact with given the general unfamiliarity first glance was at the broken fountain, and she wagered this was the other person contracted to take on this endeavour alongside her. After all, this part of town was relatively unoccupied, be it from the threat of the eerie wisps or simply not being a popular location, and she doubted they were waiting around without a significant appointment. As she approached, she smiled.
”Howdy stranger! I know the view here is mighty fine, but I take it you’se here for a little more than that, huh? Do you and I got some creepy crawly extermination to do?”
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Bombs Away [social | open]
Aug 27, 2019 19:38:35 GMT
[googlefont="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Source+Sans+Pro:400,400i,700,700i|Montserrat:700] [attr="class","ctu1"] [attr="class","g3m"] [attr="class","g3m1"] [attr="class","ams"]All my sins [attr="class","n3d"]need holywater [attr="class","ctu2"]Dacite Town wasn’t exactly a beacon of security. There were other settlements that were heavily guarded, had a lot of sturdy defenses in the form of huge barricades, armed guards, and other implements meant to discourage the exact thing that was unraveling before their eyes. They were often subject to these ploys because they didn’t have the means to put up legitimate defenses against it, which was why the long-faced folk were vulnerable. Well, it wasn’t her inventory being thrown about, so she was indifferent; it was their lack of foresight that left them open to that.
In short time, the seeds of madness were being sewn in the most unexpected way possible. Those missing eggs? Someone was unleashing a barrage of them at the municipal building and anyone unfortunate enough to pass it by. Its exterior was being coated in slimy yolk and people’s faces were becoming a surprised abstract painting comprised of broken egg shells and albumen. No injuries or serious damage, just a lot of frustration and an ill-fated clean up duty later.
Anniken was watching the scene transpire, placing her hand over her brow as she looked in the direction of the culprit. As a traveler herself with a purpose unknown to the population of Dacite, she was free to do whatever. Whistling in appreciation, or amusement, she decided that she would get in on the action. If anyone noticed her at all, they would only see one outcome; it looked as though the Godfrey had teleported to a different location. Of course, she didn’t do it literally, she just moved to the spot during a window of time only she could move around in, and then reappeared when the spell ended.
And where did she seem to appear next? Adjacent to the individual raining egg bombs on the folk below.
”Say, you mind if I get in on this? Ain’t never seen nothin’ like this before, but they used to call me somethin’ like an ace pitcher back in the day,” she said, inviting herself and attempting to pick up one of the eggs and launch it at the municipal building.
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OH MY COD! [Event]
Aug 27, 2019 18:36:03 GMT
edited on Sept 23, 2019 7:37:27 GMT by A.J. Godfrey
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Brain chunks everywhere. A high-pitched whistle emanated from the demigod’s pursed lips as she witnessed the rabbit be turned into something that resembled hamburger and spaghetti sauce. That was a real good overhand right, something she could have respect for. If he continued to run away from the creature, she probably would have been a lot less enthused.
The feline, revealed to be an exceed, introduced himself to her. Asked for her own identity, her lips curled into her million-dollar, winning smile.
”They call me Anniken Godfrey, a Huldra demigod with some cool as shit other titles, too. Just happened to be out foraging for some medicinal herbs for my crew. Meds are good, but sometimes the natural remedies are a helluva lot easier to come by, less rare than pill bottles,” she explained, stepping forward. “Now, I got a good feelin’ there’s more of them biters than just ol’ Bugs there. Nice right hand, by the way, turned the little shit into rabbit bisque.”
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[googlefont="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Source+Sans+Pro:400,400i,700,700i|Montserrat:700] [attr="class","ctu1"] [attr="class","g3m"] [attr="class","g3m1"] [attr="class","ams"]All my sins [attr="class","n3d"]need holywater [attr="class","ctu2"]Anniken’s smile subsided for a moment. It wasn’t like she enjoyed handing these deals to kids, the elderly, and women. But there was a certain point where the hard reality needed to be accepted. As much as she wanted to bite her tongue and say that they could assimilate them all, get some new fighters in the process and sing kumbaya, it was just hard to work in.
The kids were additional mouths to feed who couldn’t do much searching. They could be workers and train, but they weren’t going to help with supply runs until they were adults. The elderly could teach, but they were more mouths to feed with little practical return that could compensate for the greater numbers. So, was it worth it? These were the things she was constantly under the pressure of as a leader.
“…I don’t know, bean. We might be able to take the kids and teachers, but the others just ain’t that trustworthy. We got a lot of people who need feedin’, and unless we also get more manpower to get more food when we take in more folk, our inventory’s gonna deplete. Can’t do it today anyway, maybe another day. Need to come back with more men if we’re gonna assimilate, ‘cause the fighters need to be put in line if we’re gonna make them ‘trustworthy’ enough to assimilate in the first place, and get enough scavenging work from them to compensate for the extra mouths,” she estimated, and them smiled once again. “And we do gotta send a fatal message when we do, so they fall in line. So they get with the program. Might brand me as a monster, but I’ll happily take that title up and wear it with pride if it means the survival of the people relyin’ on me.”
After the guards let them in, she gave them a winning smile and proceeded further into the settlement. Little did they know, they weren’t going to get the chance to pull the trigger if they even tried. Delectable as the aromas were wafting through the air, Anniken seemed less attentive of the happenings around town; or at least she wasn’t investing deeper thought into them. Things seemed to be going well enough, nobody was on high alert despite their entrance. The guards were back to shooting the shit and looking pretty. Security was tight though, and it didn’t leave much room for the discussed approach.
“If you go in there and do your thing, I can keep them guards occupied enough, even if you walk out in front of them in plain sight, that they won’t react to it until we make the getaway. Never told you how my magic works, but I guess you’re gonna get to see it today. Can you drive, though? ‘Cause you might have to when we drive away.”
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OH MY COD! [Event]
Aug 27, 2019 17:29:54 GMT
edited on Sept 23, 2019 7:36:49 GMT by A.J. Godfrey
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What the fuck was happening over there?
Anniken turned her attention towards an unorthodox scene. There was a bipedal feline in full attire bolting away from what appeared to be some manner of delirious creature. Now, the Godfather had been privy to the happenings as of late, as per the True Wisdom bestowed upon her from her divine eye. Some details she paid less attention to when she saw umpteen visions, and this was one of them.
That right there must have been one of the walking corpses from the Scoria mutant blight, and it looked like it was trying to make a meal out of another forager. Tilting her head to the side, she approached from the flank.
“Well, I’ll be damned. Hey! That thing ain’t breathin’ no more, it’s part of that outbreak!” Withdrawing one of her twin swords, Fate, she rested it against her shoulder – she had the sneaking suspicion she was going to put it to use soon.
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Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Aug 27, 2019 16:56:02 GMT
Haha, I love that dynamic! It’s true that upon finding out more about him, Anniken would realize that what he’s doing demands respect. Coming from experience, she knows how hard it can be to organize and lead a group of people, especially by oneself, and keep everyone in line. She herself knows that there are bound to be people in her own guild who don’t share her same perspective, a lot of people who are good to have around for their muscle or ability, but can’t be fully trusted because of their ulterior motives. I think she might even be able to relate in that regard, though the selfish ones in Odin’s Spear are a bit more clandestine because of the consequences that’d come with breaking the rules.
I think she would absolutely want to work to form an arrangement with Sovereign and his guild, should she eventually find out about it. She basically likes to make “arrangements” where she’ll lend manpower and protection services for a weekly or monthly cut of things like supplies. But first she would try to learn more about them, and I think she would naturally dislike the wanton criminals, but like that Sovereign is trying to rectify that. Honestly, she may even suggest her unconventional approach to the matter: Show them who’s boss/induce fear through some showy punishment so the others fall in line.
Probably wouldn’t mind if he decided not to take that approach though, lol.
If he’s ventured around Shale Town or not it, Sovereign probably has a good chance of knowing who she is if he’s into investigating stuff like that, so even if she doesn’t immediately disclose her own status as a Guild Master, he could totally already know if you’d like. It sounds fun to have Anniken slowly come to the realization he may be leading the whole pack. A mission honestly sounds cool because I think it’d be interesting to figure out what kind of circumstances would land them in a mission together, and I think it could bring them closer to that plot point! But I'm also very cool with a social too if needbe! -- Sovereign Pale
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Mercy on your soul [fight]
Aug 27, 2019 16:33:31 GMT
[googlefont="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Source+Sans+Pro:400,400i,700,700i|Montserrat:700] [attr="class","ctu1"] [attr="class","g3m"] [attr="class","g3m1"] [attr="class","ams"]All my sins [attr="class","n3d"]need holywater [attr="class","ctu2"]At the end of the day, once again, Anniken was probably making more work for herself. In wounding her sister, the lone outcome was that she’d be the one patching her up in the aftermath. Even if they had divine blood and were of a race who recovered quickly from damage with enough rest and food, stitching one’s owns wounds back together were a pain in the ass. As brutal of a teacher as she was, injuring her sister didn’t grant her any sense of satisfaction. But she needed to become jaded to pain; she needed to be able to face adversity without batting an eye, without fear, or the outcome would be disastrous. And she already was making leaps and bounds. It was a good attempt with the dagger, but even without her precognitive magic eye she knew her chest was a big target. Instead of evading the strike completely, she parried with her sword, result in a hard clash of metal that reverberated throughout the yard. Hand bleeding as profusely as Mercy’s thigh, it stung to grip the blade tighter. Sheathing Fate, she held Fortune with both hands. Then came her own follow up, ducking lower and swinging the dull part of her sword horizontally towards Mercy’s ribs, hoping to knock more of the wind from her. Frankly, she didn’t care if Mercy wounded her, but she wasn’t going to bleed her sister out. “Nice tactics, lil’ sis!”-- HP: 290/300 | MP: 100/100 | To-Hit: 10 ATK: 15 DEF: 00 HEAL: 00 STAM: 15 Level: 1
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Defense Attack 1. Gram Jr Damage received: Miss Conditions: None
Offense Standard Action. — Attack Roll [Attack w/ Fortune]: toF7gqhU1d20+8 — Condition Roll: N/a Bonus Action. — Effect: N/a DMG: 19
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“You may not be able to see it from this here distance-“ she began, still in the process of putting on a cloak, as well as a few other implements including face paint to make herself look the part; as if she didn’t already. “But I see them kiddos and ol’ granny. How clearly do you see’em, though? ‘Cause what I’m seeing is a bunch of kids with some bad bruises and cuts that I’m sure as shit old granny ain’t given them. Didn’t I tell you I save people? These people need the protection deal, unless you want to see them kids get beaten to death by their own scumbag daddies.”
One day people would understand her perspective, hopefully. A cut of inventory for protection, a fair trade that would benefit both communities. With all of the enemies settlements like these make, how else were those kids going to survive?
Well, that was beside the point right now. She finished getting into her disguise, or rather just a bit of a rougher, harder to see version of herself, and turned her focus to the task at hand. It was time to see if she needed to do anything special to get by the blokes guarding the gate, or if her charms were going to work their own magic.
“Comin’ back from a lil’ supply run, Sam ‘n this here next to me is Jeanne. Sorry bout the hiccup, you can check the back if you wanna see our latest haul and shit,” she says in response. Anniken did a little of work on her own to help them out, that is have a few of her men pick off scavengers—who were on the job—from this settlement earlier. They were new enough to not be recognized by guards, and now they just needed to play their role, use their names, and maybe give up a couple of first-aid kits and rations in order to steal them back later upon proceeding into the settlement proper.
Besides, if the guards took their shit now and sent them back inside the community, they’d be able to see exactly where the vault is.
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Level up!
Aug 27, 2019 15:18:02 GMT
HYPERLINK: in my miniprofile! LEVEL: 2 STAT ALLOCATION: +1 in atk, +1 in stamina
ABILITY NAME: Gungnir: Return ABILITY DESCRIPTION: Gungnir is the spear of Odin that "never misses, and always returns to hand". In using this archaic armament only she is capable of summoning, this ability taps into the second part of that legend. It can be called back to hand literally if she wills it, but additionally, this can be used conceptually as well, returning life that her predecessor provided to the world to herself. As a philosophical weapon, it can siphon the vitality of others to reinvigorate herself--a thing that her broken body is in dire need of. The only condition is the attack must connect, and this ability does not tap into the spear's famed accuracy. ABILITY TYPE: Leech
[b]ABILITY NAME:[/b] Gungnir: Return [b]ABILITY DESCRIPTION:[/b] Gungnir is the spear of Odin that "never misses, and always returns to hand". In using this archaic armament only she is capable of summoning, this ability taps into the second part of that legend. It can be called back to hand [i]literally[/i] if she wills it, but additionally, this can be used conceptually as well, returning life that her predecessor provided to the world to herself. As a philosophical weapon, it can siphon the vitality of others to reinvigorate herself--a thing that her broken body is in dire need of. The only condition is the attack must connect, and this ability does not tap into the spear's famed accuracy. [b]ABILITY TYPE:[/b] Leech
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odin's eye
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[googlefont="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Source+Sans+Pro:400,400i,700,700i|Montserrat:700] [attr="class","ctu1"] [attr="class","g3m"] [attr="class","g3m1"] [attr="class","ams"]All my sins [attr="class","n3d"]need holywater [attr="class","ctu2"] “Lookin’ good, lookin’ good.”The force generated from her motions served to carve deep lacerations into the ground itself, torrential winds billowing her own crimson and onyx locks like a flag in a hurricane. Raw energy and power started to emanate from her body at an increasingly alarming rate, perhaps implicating the cause of the many craters shaved into the yard over the years. Running a tongue over her lips, the Huldra-born demigod turned in the direction of her left-bound sibling, lips wound into a mirthful smile. There was no doubt she enjoyed this, and she enjoyed seeing the fruits of her sister’s labour. The Godfather watched with general amusement as a lance came flying in her direction, enough force behind it to flatten matured redwoods and their brethren. Rather than moving out of the way, or using her nefarious powers to deny it completely, she decided to achieve the same effect through a different use of her strength. Through her eye she saw it coming, but she remained rooted in place. As if it were a baseball, she caught it by the blade using her right hand, cutting into her palm and fingers painfully. Excitement filled her eyes rather than agony as she kept standing, back was still forced back, her boots consequentially carving large wounds into the desolate ground as more distance was established. Before she was pushed back any further, she pivoted, spun around 360 degrees using the momentum from the lance and her own supernatural strength, and hurled it towards Mercy. The force from the throw alone was enough to blow apart what remained of the vegetation, and debris to explode in every direction. “You lose somethin’, darlin’?”-- HP: 290/300 | MP: 90/100 | To-Hit: 10 ATK: 15 DEF: 00 HEAL: 00 STAM: 15 Level: 1
MAGIC. Magic: Odin's Eye
Defense Attack 1. Odin's Judgment Damage received: 10 Conditions: None
Offense Standard Action. — Attack Roll [Blood of the Allfather - Revenge Attack]: No roll (Revenge) — Condition Roll: N/a Bonus Action. — Effect: N/a DMG: 10 (Returned to Mercy)
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