Rules and Structure:
Rolling will normally be done on a d100.
Mechanically, the system will be vaguely similar to the Fantasy Flight Games style (Dark Heresy, Rogue Trader, etc.) Numbers lower than ability score for checks are successes and numbers above are failures.
When decisions must be made, I will wait approximately 15-20 minutes, depending on the volume of posters.
I will do all in my power to being attentive to all participants and not abandon the quest If more sessions are necessary, I will note the time of the next session in the thread.
Hopefully everybody has a good time.

Stat Ability Scores:

Physicality: The physical strength and constitution of your vessel.
Simple brute strength and durability.

Autonomy: The Ivory Tower has a strong grip on your physical body, sometimes making freedom of movement and finesse more difficult.
Higher scores loosen these bonds allowing greater freedom and dexterity.

Willpower: Your ability to push your own limits and impress your will unto
the Ivory Tower so it heeds your bidding as it's lord.

Understanding: Your intellectual acumen and ability to interact with magic.
Higher scores leads to greater magical power as well as the nature of the Tower.

Presence: The ability to interact with other creatures on a social and emotional
level, as well as interact with the consciousness of the Ivory Tower.

Renown: How well the rest of the world knows of the Ivory Tower you protect.
Don't be surprised if you end up having uninvited guests in your tower with a high score.
The difference between a legendary myth and a fact known to the masses.

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Unfortunately, such a task seems impossible for you at this time.

You faintly remember now. Despite your eternal vigilance, your physical body, your immortal vessel in the material world, was slain...Somehow. Now your mind and soul swirls in the endless black purgatory that is the Ivory Tower's own bizarre consciousness. It won't seem to allow you the sweet release of death just yet.

>Before you were killed your body was that of:

>Undeath (Zombie, Skeleton, etc.)
>Construct (Golem, etc.)
>Fey (Elf, Drow, etc.)
>Extraplanar (Demon, Efreet, etc.)
>Magical Beast (Any kind of intelligent mythical monster, IE: Dragon, Sphinx, Beholder)

>>1845756
>>Extraplanar (Demon, Efreet, etc.)
Demon would probably be the best bet

>>1845756
>Fey (Elf, Drow, etc.)

>>1845756
>Fey (Elf, Drow, etc.)

>>1845768
Seconding this. Demon sounds neat.

>>1845756
>Extraplanar (Demon, Efreet, etc.)

Demon

>>1845768
>>1845779
>>1845783
>>1845796
Be aware compatriots, you may specify which subtype of creature where applicable, less I decide at random.

>>1845815
So, there are subtypes of Demons? Or are they themselves the subtype of Extraplanar?

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>>1845807
>>1845796
>>1845768

>Extraplanar - (Demon)
In a broad sense, you were a being of otherwise metaphysical origin eternally indentured to the service of the Ivory Tower. Your extraplanar abilities give you an esoteric edge in this realm.

+10 Willpower
+5 Presence
+2 Understanding

>Ability: Dominion
Your otherworldly abilities grant you the power over this plane to become temporarily incorporeal, invisible and float. They will continue to grow as you continue to recover.

>>1845884
The un-perceivable amount of time spent floating in a state of death seems to be causing you to lose your wits, you reminisce on with great effort to remember who you are and what you did with your past life. You can only remember your personal talents.

In your past life, you had gifts.
>You may choose 3:

>Weapon Mastery
>Bardic Performance
>Artifice Craftsmanship
>Divine Providence
>Magical Schools of Fire
>Magical Schools of Water
>Magical Schools of Wind
>Magical Schools of Earth

>>1845884
Sick. A Demon mystic.

>>1845912
>Divine Providence
>Magical Schools of Fire
>Weapon Mastery

>>1845912
>Magical Schools of Fire
>Bardic Performance
>Weapon Mastery
havey meatal rocker

>>1845839
If you could specify, it would be applicable. A demon is a demon though, I suppose. And I sure am okay with that

>>1845912
>>Weapon Mastery
>>Divine Providence
>>Magical Schools of Fire

>>1845912
>Bardic Performance
>Artifice Craftsmanship
>Divine Providence

>>1845912
>>Weapon Mastery
>Divine Providence
>Magical Schools of Fire

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>>1845925
Is DnD out? Cause Balors are pretty cool, definitely powerful demon looking.

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>>1845953

>>1845967
Sweet. I mean, I'd hire a guy like that to guard my hidden and forbidden knowledge. Look at him, more than qualified.

Votes closed, advancing character creation.

>Weapon Mastery +5 Physicality
>Divine Providence +5 Autonomy
>Magical Schools of Fire +3 Understanding +2 Discipline

Weapon Mastery
>Choose a weapon: you had preternatural skill with this weapon, and a group similar weapons, your impressive combat technique shows this can be a melee range weapon or a longer reaching weapon (I.E: Hammer, Blades, etc.)

Divine Providence
>Create a patron deity: You had the favor of a powerful deity, or in your case, a Demon Lord. They have blessed you with unnatural powers. they have given you a Third Eye, so that you may better observe them and channel their power, to a degree.

Magical Schools: Fire
- You can Evoke Fire, utilize Meta-Magic and Radiant Magic.

Spell: (Fire Ball)
>A ball of flame that explodes with powerful force and can ignite those struck by it.

Meta-Magic: Empower Spell
>Increases the overall power of the another spell significantly. Pushing the spell's boundaries requires greater focus.

You focus hard to remember anything else important...
Your name from you previous life was important, right?

>Pick a name and pick a epithet,

>Epithet examples:

>The Tall
>The Wise
>The Dauntless
>The Magnificent
>The Seeker
>[Write in!]

>>1846035
>>Choose a weapon: you had preternatural skill with this weapon, and a group similar weapons, your impressive combat technique shows this can be a melee range weapon or a longer reaching weapon (I.E: Hammer, Blades, etc.)
Bastard sword

>Create a patron deity: You had the favor of a powerful deity, or in your case, a Demon Lord. They have blessed you with unnatural powers. they have given you a Third Eye, so that you may better observe them and channel their power, to a degree.
Demogorgon

>The Dreaded

>>1846035
>Hammer
Some Gravity Hammer shit could be cool

>Create a patron deity: You had the favor of a powerful deity, or in your case, a Demon Lord. They have blessed you with unnatural powers. they have given you a Third Eye, so that you may better observe them and channel their power, to a degree.

Demogorgon

>The Dreaded
It sounds like we're playing a "villain" so we should sound scary

>>1846035
>Choose a weapon: Halberd
>Create a patron deity: Demogorgon
>Pick a name and pick a epithet,
Jukros, The Unkillable, because I enjoy irony.

>>1846057
>>1846063
Remember to decide on your first name in addition to the epithet!

>>1846080
Drykos

>>1846035
>Weapon Mastery
>>Choose a weapon: you had preternatural skill with this weapon, and a group similar weapons, your impressive combat technique shows this can be a melee range weapon or a longer reaching weapon (I.E: Hammer, Blades, etc.)
Grosse Messer
>Divine Providence
>>Create a patron deity: You had the favor of a powerful deity, or in your case, a Demon Lord. They have blessed you with unnatural powers. they have given you a Third Eye, so that you may better observe them and channel their power, to a degree.
Lom Lobon Demon Lord of magic
>Your name from you previous life was important, right?
Malphas, The Unyielding.

Alright, So far it looks like this:

Weapon Mastery: Bladed Weapons
>>1846092
>>1846057
>>1846075
Patron: Demogorgon
Name: Still up in the air
Epithet: The Dreaded
>>1846057
>>1846063

I'll keep voting open for another 10 minutes before writing so everyone can finish deciding.

Rolled 2 (1d3)

>>1846092
>>1846090
>>1846075
Rollin':

1 - Malphas
2 - Drykos
3 - Jukros

>>1846080
>Drykos

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>The Dreaded: +5 to Presence
>You know the fears of men well, you have a bonus to intimidate.

Your name is Lord Drykos the Dreaded, Balor vassal of the Demon Lord Demogorgon the Dreaded, and a master of blades. In the hellscape in which you lived and ruled, Demogorgon was your greatest ally, helping you to achieve greater heights in your Demonhood as a Balor, ever in his favor, you were allowed to share his title, the Dreaded. Everything went downhill when rumors spread by envious competitors that you would usurp his hell-throne as his true successor. Demogorgon had little issue with this, however his Dynasty did. They forced his hand. Now you're here, a glorified bookkeeper of a sentient tower of sorts. While you have mixed feelings being the protector of cataclysmically forbidden knowledge, you are still on relatively good terms with your lord, Demogorgon.

As you desperately try to piece together the shambles of your previous life, lost in the inky blackness that is the brink of death,
your head is wracked with incredible agony.
How can this be You could feel absolutely nothing moments ago, yet your head is now giving you incredible, stimulating pain.

You open a fresh pair of eye into a dark tunnel of unparalleled emptiness with a gate of light at the end.

You walk towards it.

Moving towards this light until you realize you've been walking in place and getting no closer to your destination.

>"...and with thy service undone, thou must return..."

Suddenly you feel you heart and soul and body all wrench backwards, back into the abyss, another millennia of service awaits you.

The voice that called you back makes you remember, you had a favored servant, a familiar of sorts granted by the Tower.

>What kind of familiar was this?

>A learned familiar
>A flexible familiar
>A cunning familiar
>A strong familiar

>>1846306
>>A learned familiar

>>1846306
>A cunning familiar

>>1846306
>A flexible familiar

>>1846306
>>A learned familiar

>>1846316
>>1846317
>>1846319
If any anons would like to tie-break this, please do. I'll elaborate on the options if it helps ya'll decide.

>>1846368
sure elaborate

>>1846375
>>1846361
>>1846316
I would like to, but now we have a winner! Writing.

"Awaken! my master." the voice rings clearly through your head again.

Your connection to this realm is weak, your senses are still very dull. You feel almost paralyzed in this stupor as what little senses you have tell you your laying quite still on your back. You seem to be laying on a hard block, probably an altar of sorts. Swallowing hard you can feel your throat clear up as your body begins to obey you once again. Everything hurts, which means you've come back successfully. How to you answer the disembodied call?

>"Worry no longer, I have returned."
>Let your senses come to. Awaken slowly and silently.
>You can move your jaw and that is enough, you are forcing yourself up one way or another.
>[Write in]

>>1846416
>>You can move your jaw and that is enough, you are forcing yourself up one way or another.

>>1846416
>>"Worry no longer, I have returned."

>>1846416
>Awaken and play the music of our people.

>>1846445
oooga booga

Rolled 1 (1d3)

>>1846423 - 1
>>1846436 - 2
>>1846445 - 3

Rollan

>>1846416
>>Let your senses come to. Awaken slowly and silently.

>>1846423
>You can move your jaw and that is enough, you are forcing yourself up one way or another.

You muster all your strength to simply jump up to a standing position despite still having one foot in Lala-land. You are a demon lord, for Demogorgon's sakes! How hard can it be?

I'm gonna need some Physicality rolls.

>>1846543
Shoot, we needed you earlier, bruva.

Rolled 21 (1d100)

>>1846545
Rolling for stronk

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>1846545

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>1846545

>>1846545
>>1846587
>Current Stats

>Physicality: 30
>Autonomy: 30
>Willpower: 35
>Understanding: 32
>Presence: 35
>Renown: 15

>Stronk Successful

You focus yourself, believing in your resurrected body that you will walk this realm once more. Transitioning quickly from laying, to sitting, to standing, you suddenly are on your feet without error. You immediately notice that you are not standing at your rather impressive full height, but that of a somewhat above average human human. As much as you wish to tower over the mortals of this realm, that will have to come later, as this blasted white building forces you into a better form to suit it's needs

You are brought back to the reality as the voice returns, it would be a sweet soprano if it wasn't so filled with concern.

"Gawds! Don't just jump up like that. You need to relax, you just got over a serious case of death"

You feel an arm push you into a sitting position, still somewhat to weak to resist. You look at the source of the arm and you can make out the visage of a woman. The cogs in your newly-alive brain begin to turn.

How do you respond?
>"Do I know you?"
>"Who are you to make demands of me?"
>Say nothing and stare at her, to better make out who this is speaking.
>[Write in]

>>1846688
>"Do I know you?"
>"Who are you to make demands of me?"

>>1846688
>>"Do I know you?"
ether way remove your hand from me
sorry playing heros if the strom as well

>>1846697
>>1846731
Writing.

>"Who are you to make demands of me?"

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>>1846697
>>1846731
>>1846790
>>1846793

>"Do I know you?"
>"Who are you to make demands of me?"

You speak, and your vision clears up enough for you to see.
You observe the woman, who you identify as a pretty young lady with cherry blonde hair and very pale skin

"Do I know you? Who are you?" She parrots.

She stares at you listlessly, mouth slightly open for a few moments. Taking some time to chew on your answer a bit looking, her face is quite pleasant to look at until it turns into a somewhat hurt, and then a frustrated scowl as she answers your question with another question.
“You don’t remember anything do you?”
Before you can react, she pulls on her hair a bit, more than a little annoyed, looking upwards and muttering to herself. You note that her teeth are unnaturally pointed.
“There’s know way. Your memories should be intact-I followed the ritual to the letter,” her voice rings out bitterly
“AAUGH – there’s no time for this.” The young lady recomposes herself.
Standing more confidently now, the very plain-speaking and sardonic young lady addresses you
“You were killed some time ago, so it was my responsibility to return your soul back to the physical realm.” She explains.
“My name is Ana, your ward, your caretaker, your Seneschal…Obviously” she adds under her breath, looking away briefly.
“These things are probably the least of your worries right now.”

That was a lot to take in.

>"Who killed me?"
>Dig deep and try to remember this Ana
>"I don't remember my Seneschal being so rude
>"What else has gone wrong?"
>[Write in]

>>1846832
>Dig deep and try to remember this Ana

>>1846832
>>Dig deep and try to remember this Ana
>"What else has gone wrong?"

>>1846832
>>"What else has gone wrong?"

>>1846833
>>1846848
>>1846855
>Dig Deep and try to remember this Ana

You think long and hard, digging deep into the reassesses of your mind until you're able to recall your Seneschal.

The Ivory Tower, in it's infinite wisdom, has seen fit to give you your own personal servant to watch over you. Unlike you, she can leave this tower without suffering ill effects for straying too far or outside for too long. A useful ability to you. Though she is more of a servile familiar to you, having a strong, friendly bond with your Seneschal is imperative to your recovery.

Anastasia has been served you as a companion quite well. Her tall, fairly well endowed, and attractive exterior belies a brash and mercurial disposition, as well as her vampirism. No servant of yours would be able to live for such a long time naturally. While Anastasia’s attitude leaves much to be desired, she has served loyally, her mind being sharp enough to comprehend multiple schools of magic. She is a good source of advice as long as you ignore the often sarcastic delivery, and her magical aptitude makes her reliable in a fight.

"I remember, Anastasia, but only so much."

The Vampire glosses over you with the piercing stare of her yellow eyes, then releases a breath she didn't realize she was holding.

"I'm glad you didn't forget everything,"

Ana sighs in relief. She never seems like the same person when she's at ease, not that you mind the sudden change too much.

You break the moment to further asses the predicament.

"What else has gone wrong?"

Recollecting herself, Ana returns to the usual severe gaze and informs you

"Other than your failure to live and the relics taken from the archive, we have a serious issue."

Sighing, she points upward and continues to explain.

"Unfortunately, while you were dead, someone has decided to make a home of the upper portion of the tower. It's one of the reasons your so weak right now."

>"Anything Else?"
>"What was taken from the Tower?"
>"Who the hell is squatting in my tower?"
>"Thank you for reviving me, Seneschal."
>[Write in]

>>1846919
>"Thank you for reviving me, Seneschal."
>" Let us deal with the squatter that thinks it wise to be within my home. "

>>1846919
>"Thank you for reviving me, Seneschal."
>"Who the hell is squatting in my tower?"
>"Anything Else?"

>>1846919
>"Thank you for reviving me, Seneschal."
>"Who the hell is squatting in my tower?"
>"Anything Else?"

>>1846919
>>1846929
>>1846949

>”Thank you for reviving me Seneschal”

Ana looks you over before quickly looking away and crossing her arms, over her chest and covering herself up.

“I did it because it’s my sacred duty to resurrect you. I-It’s not like I like you or anything.” She stutters.

She always had a strange reaction to praise.

>”Anything else?”

Ana turns to you to give you her counsel.

“You might want to consider meeting with the Archivist to figure out exactly what was taken from the tower in the decade you’ve been away – Actually, you have to, it’s your responsibility, for all I know, all the mortals outside are be dead after 10 years, depending on what they took.” Ana quips matter-of-factly.

>”Let us deal with the squatter that thinks it is wise to be within my home.”

Ana meets her yellow eyes to yours, glowing with contempt.

>”Yeah, I agree Drykos, that fucking dragon is really pissing me off.”

-----------------------------------

I’m going to call it a night here.
I will return tomorrow (today) at 3:00PM EST.

Thank ya’ll for participating, I apologize for posting slowly and all those errors, it will be faster and smoother tomorrow.

>>1847000
Let's go boys, we eat dragon steak tonight!

>>1847000
Not giving us an easy start

Funy we going to have to save thr humans from there supidslefs lol

>“A dragon, eh?”

You repeat to your Seneschal, Ana.
If you were at your strongest such a creature would be a mild challenge, but at this point, it would be a pretty tall order.
Ana raises her voice a bit.

Yeah, a freaking dragon Drykos! It’s scary big and scary smart , the bastard has a huge foothold on the tower right now because of it can use sorcery. It’s more than likely he wants access to the Library to study some arcane magics.

You can’t have that, it’s your job to deny anyone access to that kind of knowledge, Dragon or otherwise.

>“And I’m a Demon Lord, one dragon shouldn’t be too much of an issue.” You poise yourself confidently, in spite of the odds against you.

“Don’t get cocky, stupid! It’s been up there for years now, and it’s not alone, now there’s all sorts of creepy things crawling around up there.”

Ana shivers a little at the thought.
“No matter what, I’m going up there. Someone has to get rid of the squatter.” All this talk has gotten you a little hyped up.

Ana pouts, pointing her finger at you for emphasis.

“You’re reckless! And I refuse to resurrect your sorry ass again, I’m coming with you.”

>“Let’s go get that dragon then.”

“Before you go slay a dragon, you might want to consider, oh, I don’t know, maybe putting some clothes on?” Ana says snidely

You look yourself over, your extra-humanoid demon body is covered in bandages, particularly around the limbs, but otherwise naked except for a loincloth

Ana nods to the side, pointing at a neatly folded dull navy blue hooded cloak with white embroidering and a dark grey under-tunic. The garments expose your arms, which you find to your liking. You notice it has the symbol of the Ivory Tower, an ‘I’ shape stylized to look like a tower. You put on the raiment of the Ivory Lord and pull the large hood over your head, fortunately not catching on your fairly long horns, which mostly jut forward. It wears much like a greatcoat, yet comfortably form-fitting as if it belongs on you. You notice there was no weapon with your personal dregs.

“It wasn’t easy piecing you back together you know. In fact, it was a huge bitch. Forcing a demon’s slain body back into the physical realm without it’s own free will helping is like trying to force a room full of mist into a little glass bottle.”

You look more closely at the bandage job on your arms, which is fairly neat and tidy. Underneath the bandaging is all kinds of cutting, scarring, and stitching marking your buff bright red arms. Whoever, or whatever you fought to the death was packing either some strong divine weapon or some serious magical power to permanently mar a demon’s flesh.

>Leave the bandages on for now, I don’t want to open up any wounds
>Remove them, there’s no need anymore

“Ana.”

“What do you want.?”

>”Where’s my blade?”
>”You know what? Nevermind.

>Current Stats

>Drykos the Dreaded

>Physicality:
>30

>Autonomy:
>30

>Willpower:
35

>Understanding:
32

>Presence:
35

>Renown:
15

Abilities:
>Dominion: Extra-planar Psionics (Low Level)
>Weapon Mastery: Blades
>Magical Schools of Fire: Fire Evocation, Meta-Magic, Radiant Magic
>Divine Providence: Opening the Third Eye allows you to reveal anything about a target I.E finding a weakness
>The Dreaded: Bonus to intimidate

>>1847546
>>Leave the bandages on for now, I don’t want to open up any wounds
>”Where’s my blade?”

>>1847558
>>Leave the bandages on for now, I don’t want to open up any wounds
>”Where’s my blade?”
Guse we kill the babys or what ever is walking around

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>>1847561
You decide to leave the bandages on. You don't want to ruin Ana's hard work.

"Where is my blade?" You ask the vampire.

"It ended up lost in the tower during the skirmish 10 years ago, that dickhead ass-kisser Gaius went to go find it." Ana replies.

"I wonder if that guy is alive still - well whatever, here, just take my side-arm."

Ana draws a long, somewhat thinner blade, about the length of the typical long sword but somewhat lighter, a side-sword perhaps. It's well polished and you feel it emanate in the palm of your hand. Not exactly your style, but it will suffice.

"It's an enscorcelled blade, don't stab yourself with it by accident,"

You take the weapon and it's scabbard from your caretaker and feel a little more at ease now that your armed.

"Are you ready to move out now?"

>"What's a Gaius?"
>"Show me the way, Let's go"
>[Write in]

>>1847574
>>"What's a Gaius?"

>>1847574
>I had a long memory and much of the knowledge I held would have shattered me, were it not against the requirements of my station. Hypothesis: it is likely that as I relearn the necessary lessons of my posting, I will regain other associated memories. Thoughts, Ana?

>>1847591
sure

>>1847591
>>1847593

>I had a long memory and much of the knowledge I held would have shattered me, were it not against the requirements of my station. Hypothesis: it is likely that as I relearn the necessary lessons of my posting, I will regain other associated memories. Thoughts, Ana?

"A likely guess. The best way to restore your memories would probably to find your crown, something that ALSO got lost." Ana responds, irritated.

"Your best bet going upstairs and kicking that dragon's ass right now, dummy." She quips.

“Let’s get going then, I’ll lead you to the upper tower, we need to get out of this chamber, it’s dank and gross.”

You can sense her losing patience, so you decide to cooperate.

You follow Ana up the Tower, past walls of alabaster white and sophisticated architecture. The entire structure looks pretty worn right now, you hope this is reversible.

Heading up the tower is an arduous task, there are so many levels and winding staircases that it boggles the mind. Some of the rooms manage to be precarious, despite only being one floor above the last, the chasms in certain rooms defy all logic by being what seems to be an endless drop.

Finally you make it to the entrance to the Ivory Tower, a large empty lobby. dim Sunlight floods the floor from the entrance.
“This way.”
After ascending a few rooms further, you make it to another room, this one also has a large, suspended staircase, but the staircase has been almost completely destroyed, and it’s a long way down.

>Consult with your Seneschal
>Attempt to float yourself over the gap with Dominion
>[Write in]

_____________________

I apologize anons, Internet is pooping out on me, it will be fixed soon.

>>1847617
>Attempt to float yourself over the gap with Dominion

>>1847617
>>Attempt to float yourself over the gap with Dominion

>>1847617
>>Attempt to float yourself over the gap with Dominion

>>1847617
Attempt to float yourself over the gap with Dominion

>>1847633
>>1847624
>>1847623
>>1847622

Roll for Willpower.

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>1847651

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>1847651

>>1847651
Dropped my trip.

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>1847651

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>>1847657
> 3 Degrees of success

It was time to test your power over this plane of existence, to see if you still got it. This will be do or die considering the depth of the chasm.

You lift your arms up as if you were picking your own body up, and you begin to levitate. Feeling how simple it was you push yourself over the black pit with little effort. Picking up speed you zip over the chasm before making closing the gap, getting yourself to the next door.

You still got it.

You hear Ana from the other side of the gap

"Not bad." You're almost surprised you managed to impress her.

You see Ana snap her fingers and in a puff of dark mist, she transforms into a vampire bat, darts over in bat-form, and in another poof of smoke, she's a vampire again.

"Let's keep going."

As you clear a few more rooms you notice many large, earthy colored vines.

"Watch yourself, this might get ugly and I don't want to be responsible for you like a child"

The next room is absolutely covered in all kinds of roots and vines. White walls are smothered in brown veins.

"Gross."

You agree with your Seneschal. This is ruining your precious charge.

You both walk to the door, but it's completely covered in brown root-like vines.

"Damn it!" yells Ana

You're blocked off from continuing.

How do you handle this?

>Chop at it
>Blow it apart with a fireball
>Have Ana take care of it
>[Write in]
__________________________________

Okay I'm back now guys.

>>1847713
>Chop at it

>>1847713
>>Blow it apart with a fireball
Fire and wood...

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>1847720 - 1
>>1847722 - 2

Rollan.

>>1847720
>>1847752

You break out Ana's Side Sword and begin to hack at the overgrown foliage.

Roll for Physicality.

Rolled 38 (1d100)

>>1847755

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>1847755

Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>1847755

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>1847755

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>>1847756
>>1847757
>>1847758
>>1847766

Hacking at the giant root proves to be ineffective, your blows simply shred the tiny shrubbery and bounce off of the main arm of the thick roots. It’s as if the weapon has no enchantment at all.

“You are doing a terrible job.”

Just as she finishes , the entire floor seems to tremor, a rumbling groan of pain, and you see massive root writhe around a bit. Clearly this is the work of the dragon’s foul magics.

“Ew, Ew, Ew, Ew, EEEW.”

Just as you come to the realization of the sentience of the strange tree branches, Ana’s ewing jerks your head towards her. An absolutely enormous hairy spider has descended from the ceiling. It’s dropped huge sticky load of webbing on her and it’s currently wrapping her up to make her a tasty undead snack. Ana is shaking, frozen in place.

Now what?

>Snipe it off with a Fireball
>Use your sword
>Write in

>>1847775

>Snipe it off with a Fireball

>>1847775

>Snipe it off with a Fireball

>>1847780
>>1847781

Roll.

Rolled 88 (1d100)

>>1847812

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>1847812

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>1847812

Rolled 87 (1d100)

>>1847812
Whats with all the 3?

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>>1847824

You summon the power of fire in your hand. Heat coalesces through your fingers and the rest of the room seems to get colder as the power in burns in your hand. You cock your arm back and hurl the fiery sphere at the massive spider.

The fire ball hurtles into the giant spider cleanly, and after hitting it squarelyin the center mass, rip the arachnid right off of Ana without further incident. The eight-legged fiend is dragged through the air a few yards away before being blown to burning bits in mid air.

Ana is shaking like a leaf, covered in an extra goopy webbing.

What do?
>Help Ana out of the webbing
>Throw a fire ball at the giant root as well
>[Write in]

>>1847883
>>Help Ana out of the webbing

>>1847883
Help ana

>>1847883
>Help Ana out of the webbing

>>1847883
>Throw a fire ball at the giant root as well
Keep doing this till theres non left
Walk by and cut her lose

>>Help Ana out of the webbing

>try to get control of the roots by using our dominion

>>1847883
>>1847888
>>1847907
>>1847913

“T-Thanks.” Ana blurts out.

You’re able to pull your Seneschal out of the webbing as parts of the room are burning up a bit as a result of the explosion.

Just as you do manage to pull her out without getting stuck yourself, She clings to you like a scared puppy. You feel the room rumble again. You turn around to see the huge root blocking the door has caught fire and is flailing about.

How do you proceed?
>Grab Ana and dash through the opening made by the branch
>Finish the job with one last fireball

>>1847936
>>Grab Ana and dash through the opening made by the branch

>>1847936
>grab her and dash

>>1847939
>>1847946

You grab Ana and make a mad dash through the opening made by the overgrown roots and finally get through that door.

Roll for Autonomy.

Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>1847979

Rolled 24 (1d100)

>>1847979

Rolled 11 (1d100)

>>1847979

>>1847979
>>1848003

The wooden monstrosity slams back and forth, leaving only a minor window to slip through. You make a break for it as the room falls apart around you, ward in hand. You manage to slip under the appendages unscathed.

You practically drag Ana with you most of the way up the next flight of stairs. That is until she nearly pushes you off and into the endless pit out of embarrassment.

She demands you to never mention what happened in that chamber of the tower ever again.

As you continue another two stories, the next large room is incredibly dark. You would be able to see despite the darkness if the room wasn't packed with trees. It's like a horticultural project gone horribly wrong in your home.

What's next?
>Burn this down too
>Ask Ana if she can see better, being a creature of the night and all
>Control your fire until you can create a makeshift torch
>[Write in]

>>1848022
>Ask Ana if she can see better, being a creature of the night and all

>>1848022
Burn this down too

>>1848022
Ask Ana

>>1848022
>Ask Ana if she can see better, being a creature of the night and all

>>1848022
>>1848024
>>1848031
>>1848041

>"Ana, how clearly can you see through here?"

"Crystal." She answers flatly.

"Follow my lead."

Your stewardess guides you towards the center, while hacking at the obstructing plants at knee level.

"I'm getting really sick of plants."

It's less dense as you get to the center. An unease grows in your heart as you get towards the center of the room.

"I see the exit, it's this way. Hurry up."

As she says that you hear an alien rustling...

Roll for Autonomy

Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>1848050

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>1848050

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>1848050

>>1848056
>>1848069

>Failure

"Look out!!!"

You are to slow to react, you are immediately struck in the back by what feels like several arrows and are knocked to the ground be the impact while drawing your weapon, you are hurt, but far from out of a fight. Turning yourself around, you instinctively jab the ensorcelled blade into the air strike your assailant. I sick slurping of a blade through flesh kills and a yipping your opponent instantly. Looking over the skewered adversary, you note the diminutive size and lizard-like countenance. Only a cowardly creature would strike from the total blackness.
The rustling through this pseudo forest is makes you believe there may be a large number of them coming at you.

"Kobolds!"

>Torch this place and leave, I have no time to spend on weaklings
>Stand back-to-back with Ana and slay this whole horde, leave none alive
>[Write in]

"Kobold

>>1848118
>>Stand back-to-back with Ana and slay this whole horde, leave none alive

>>1848118
>Stand back-to-back with Ana and slay this whole horde, leave none alive

>>1848118
>>Stand back-to-back with Ana and slay this whole horde, leave none alive

Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>1848050

>>1848118
>Torch this place and leave, I have no time to spend on weaklings

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>>1848119
>>1848126
>>1848131

You and Ana end up back to back as the tiny, but numerous adversaries attack.

"You know, at times like these, you were able to bend the chambers of this tower to your will to give yourself the advantage. I'm not sure if it would work due to the whatever that dragon did, but now would be a great time to try it."

There are five kobolds that you can currently see right now, all wielding tiny, but perhaps not much less dangerous weapons how will you proceed to defeat them?

>Cut them to ribbons
>Use another fireball
>Heed Ana's advice, try to bend the tower to your will
>[Write in]

>Heed Ana's advice, try to bend the tower to your will

>>1848194
>>Heed Ana's advice, try to bend the tower to your will

>>1848206
>>1848216

You attempt to focus your mind to communicate with the Ivory Tower so that will do your bidding, Ana forms a evokes a watery-arm as an extension of her own and begins to whip away the Kobolds with impunity.

Roll for Tower Shift.

Rolled 70 (1d100)

>>1848248

Rolled 44 (1d100)

>>1848248

Rolled 3 (1d100)

>>1848248

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>1848248

>>1848284
What is with your rolls? they are always >90 or <10

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>>1848289

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>1848248

>>1848248
>>1848284
> 2 Degrees of Success

Your patron, Demogorgon smiles up you this day. You demand control of your tower come back to you this instant and wipe these vermin away from your place of residency.

Pushing this great disdain for your enemies into the very floor of the tower, you meld your mind into it so that the sickly growth that plagues it may be destroyed. The room shakes and rumbles and you feel great pressure upon you mind by regain control of this whole chamber. Ana immediately stops what she was doing, kicks the closest kobold in the face, and grabs hold of you to maintain her balance as the floor shakes violently and is tor from the grasp of the sick roots which have infect the white walls surrounding you. With a terrible rumble, the trees that were rooted into the ground are uprooted and moved directly away from your position. The kobolds that were once assailing you are fleeing, at risk of being crushed by the forest they once used to stalk you. Your ears are ringing from the splintering of bark and breaking of stone. The stone floors have been completely rearranged and roughly uprooted. The heavily wooded room has been altered. Now the trees that once stood all over have been pushed to the edges of the chamber, almost completely destroyed along with a large number of kobold bodies crushed into paste.

There is a dull ache that radiates from your head, and you can feel blood run from your nose. You didn't even notice you collapsed to you knees In your amnesiac level of understanding overdid it this time. Perhaps you will be more cautious and precise in your manipulation next time instead of trying to move the whole damned floor. Any kobolds that survived are being cut down by Ana after being completely shell shocked as you recompose yourself.

"There's the door, come on let's go" Ana grabs you and helps you walk

>What did I just do?
>Try to walk on your own.
>[Write in]

>>1848371
>Try to walk on your own.

>Try to walk on your own.

>>1848371
>What did I just do?

>>1848371
>Try to walk on your own.

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>>1848371
>>1848384
>>1848378
>>1848433


You manage to right yourself and you've discovered another tool at your disposal. Ana looks you over quietly and you think you might be sharing the same sentiment - you must be careful with this power over your environment.

You've been ascending the tower for some time before you enter a particularly large chamber, and this one is rather barren, save for vines and branches hugging the walls. The ceiling is incredibly high and disappears not unlike the rooms containing large chasms and winding staircases. You have the feeling your being watched.

You turn to Ana and you notice she's looking straight up.

"Look alive, we have company"

Thanks to the heads up, your able to dodge out of the way as a huge green beast descends in an attempt to crush you underfoot, releasing a large guttural, screeching roar as it does. You can feel the impact as it smashes the floor. After rolling away from the creature, you rise slowly to get a good look at it. It returns the favor as you circle each other like predators. It is a terrible green beast, with a large set of leathery wings, crimson eyes, a long slender neck, and a single pair of talon-equipped legs. You look for any degree of intelligence in it's blood red eyes, but all you see is hunger and rage. It leaps into the skies and suspends itself into the air by flapping it's enormous wings. It opens it's maw to roar it's vile screeching roar one last time, exposing a cornucopia of dagger like teeth before charging at you headlong in a swooping aerial assault.

You draw your weapon.

This will be the first real challenge of the reclamation of your tower.

_________________________________

I have to call it a night. Circumstances prevented me from being able to put more time into this quest like I wanted to today, which I find disappointing and I am behind schedule.

I will make it up to you tomorrow, as I will have more time to focus on this quest.

I will return again at 3:00pm tomorrow to continue and the reclaiming of this tower will be concluded. Thank you to all anons that participated.

>>1848465
3pm what time zone?

>>1848469
3:00pm EST.
Thanks for pointing that out.

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>>1848465
"Watch out idiot!!"

The terrible beast has taken to the skies and proceeds to barrel down directly at you, Maw agape and talons outstretched. It moves at an incredible speed, but you have enough time to make your first play.

It's time to act like a Lord of the Ivory Tower.

>Attack it directly: I will launch myself at it by utilizing my tower-manipulating abilities on myself
>Attempt to mount it: by leading it to a wall I will use my power over this plane to evade and jump on it's back to attack from a better angle
>Evade and wait for my ally: I'll continue to be a distraction and wait for Ana to make the first move
>[Write in]

>>1849429
>Attempt to mount it and force it to submit to my will

>>1849429
>Attack it directly: I will launch myself at it by utilizing my tower-manipulating abilities on myself

>>1849449 - 1
>>1849453 - 2

Rollan.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>>1849489

>>1849493
AYYYY

Oh no, I didn't think I'd get this far

Personally I like the idea of building up a hoard of beasts, monsters, and assorted creatures.

>>1849429
>>1849449
>>1849489
>>1849493

You focus so that your demonic body can ignore some of the natural laws of this realm. Running away from the lesser dragon, you head towards the chamber wall directly behind you and run on top of it, your otherworldly for of tactile telekinesis completely ignoring the vertical incline. As you carefully dash up the wall, avoiding losing your footing on the many parasitic roots that have taken hold of your keep, you look back to notice your flying attacker is hastily altering it's own trajectory to chase you up the wall as it comes in instead of violently ramming into it.

You see this as you chance. As the beast slows down, kick off of the wall and drop towards your foe, timing your decent as to land behind it. It certainly wasn't expecting your maneuver. You pull back your sword arm to plunge it into the dragon while the other looks for purchase on it's back.

Roll to gain a arm-hold on it's back.

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>1849538

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>1849538

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>1849538

>>1849539
>>1849538

> DC 30 - Rolled 25: Success

Putting your demonic strength to good use, you just barely manage to grip one of the flying menace’s protruding spinal scales on it’s back as you fall towards it. Squeezing hard, you manage to hold on as the monster catches itself on the wall and proceeds to kick off and resume flying around the massive, open room. As you fly around, you briefly notice Ana preparing a long distance spell as you ready your weapon to plunge it deep into it’s scaly hide – a reward for outmaneuvering your opponent.

Roll 3 1d100 for sword-shanking penetration.

>>1849568
Or rather 3d100s.

Rolled 85, 58, 79 = 222 (3d100)

>>1849568

Rolled 3, 77, 91 = 171 (3d100)

>>1849568
Thought we were trying to dominate it not kill it, o well

>>1849568
Thought we were trying to tame it mate? The fuck?

>>1849581
>>1849583
I am aware, continue rolling and the nature of your powers will be revealed, though I apologize for not making it clear.

>>1849610
All good

Rolled 36, 23, 91 = 150 (3d100)

>>1849568

>>1849623
>>1849581

Writing.

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>>1849649
>>1849581

You stab your blade a few time into the beast, and the ensorcelled blade does not fail you, as you tear into the beasts scaly hide. The creatures that have invaded your domain are not to be trifled with, and for that reason you must claim this tool of you enemy as your own. Your slashes are not simply out of the intent to maim this beast, but rather to mark it as your property.

You are unable to complete hewing the Ivory Sigil after only making a few scores into it's back as the dragon ruins your precision, attempting to throw you off it's back, you manage to hold on.

You look to the ground and you see Ana as the path of the Wyvern intersects at the point at which she stands. You see her take the opportunity and breath a swiftly blowing icy cloud into your direction.

How do you react?
>I will hop off and let Ana's magic run its course
>I'm not finished marking this beast and I refuse to dismount until I see this through
>[Write in]

>>1849754
>I'm not finished marking this beast and I refuse to dismount until I see this through

>>1849754
>>I'm not finished marking this beast and I refuse to dismount until I see this through

>>1849754
>>I'm not finished marking this beast and I refuse to dismount until I see this through

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>>1849754
>>1849760
>>1849769
>>1849772
______________________________

That idiot!

After I made such a scene yelling and waving around like a total loser to let him know I'm casting a big spell and to get out of harms way. It totally ruins the awesome moves he pulled to distract that wanna-be dragon and gave me the opportunity to put it on ice. W-why does he have to insist on being so cool all the time...Ugh. Whatever. It's not my fault if he becomes a big red popsicle and then shatters into a million pieces! I'm not cleaning it up agian.
__________________________________

Roll 3d100, the first two are to keep carving the mark, the last is to keep penetrating the Wyvern's scales.

Rolled 34, 86, 77 = 197 (3d100)

>>1849864

>>1849864
Correction, the last roll is to not get hit with magic. My bad lads.

Rolled 57, 29, 88 = 174 (3d100)

>>1849864

Rolled 21, 62, 2 = 85 (3d100)

>>1849864

Rolled 1, 20, 13 = 34 (3d100)

>>1849864

>>1849924
>>1849892
>>1849881
>>1849874

>Difficult DC 20 - Rolled 1: Critical Success!
>Difficult DC 20 - Rolled 29: Failure
>Difficult DC 20 - Rolled 2: 1 Degree of Success

>>I'm not finished marking this beast and I refuse to dismount until I see this through

It's about time your impact on the world was felt again, and it starts with making this Wyvern bend it's knee to you. Not even a massive cloud of ice magic would stop you in this endeavor! Summoning incredible strength, you stab right through the creature as it loses a scream of pain. It doesn't even reach your ears as you roar and drag the thin sword through the dragon's body, etching the symbol of your position into it's back. Time seems to have slowed to a crawl as you work. In this way, you are able to complete the mark. Upon crossing the scouring mark, the bloody wounds are obscured as white light escapes the injury-pattern. Immediately, you are overcome with byt he icy cloud and the effects are felt by it's target. Frost accumulates in and crystalizes at the points of impact, just to the right of the dragons crest, and both of it's wings. While on it's back, you jab you blade into the Wyvern's back hand hang on for dear life as you begin to lose altitude.

KERSMAAAASSHH!!!!

The entire chamber rings with the dull base of mass hitting the ground and the crunching of breaking ice. You maintain your grip and until the momentum leaves your mount and you place your hand to the mark you made into it.

"With the power given unto to me, I the protector of the infinite knowledge and Lord of Ivory stake my claim upon thee..."

Your not sure where the words come from you right now. All you know is that you have to finish the incantation and you don't need to be touching the magical inscription you made anymore. The Wyvern has righted itself arched it's long neck at you and attempts to chomp you. Unsheathing Ana's sword from it's body, you leap down and out of the way as you continue the magical cant. Creating some distance between you and the target of your spell you notice it's wings are unfit for flight, weighed down by ice. Its body is overall still somewhat unharmed, although weathered from it's hard impact. Ana runs up beside you to back you up with her thicker, main-hand blade drawn. The draconic beast, deprived of flight begins to circle you on it's two legs preparing it's next attack.

How will you stall this out so your spell can take effect?

>I'll use the tower itself to immobilize the dragon
>It would be best if I wore it down some more, with a fireball to the face
>I'll let Ana deal with it, I have to finish this incantation
>[Write in]

>>1850118
>I'll let Ana deal with it, I have to finish this incantation

>>1850118
>>[Write in]

Levitate above it

>>1850118
>Levitate above it

>>1850118
>>I'll let Ana deal with it, I have to finish this incantation

>>1850146
>>1850156
>>1850161
>>1850166

>I'll let Ana deal with it, I have to finish this incantation.
>Levitate


"And by the will of the wisemen..."

You continue your recant and nod to Ana, who shoots you a bit of a stink-eye as she steps up and summons her watery-arm evocation again. The Wyvern barrely over on it's two feet, only to get smacked in the head by Ana's whipping-spell. It turns to face it's attacker as you muster the power of levitation to float out of reach.

Roll for levitation.

Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>1850268

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>1850268

Rolled 40 (1d100)

>>1850268

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>1850268

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>1850268

>>1850268
>>1850280
>>1850283
>>1850289
>>1850291

DC 30 - No successes

It's no good, Levitating while a spell that requires this level concentration is impossible at the moment.

The Wyvern's attention is currently on Ana, and it's usuing it's long arching neck and sharp teeth to attempt to take a bite out of her. Anticipating it's attacks, she deftly avoids its snake-like lunges with an unnatural speed, almost gliding on the floor. What she doesn't anticipate is the dragon turning and whipping it's massive tail, sweeping her off the ground and throwing her to the side.

"Oof..." Ana is cut off as the air is knocked out of her body.and it is sent flying away.

Seeing you standing still, the Wyvern approaches you, before sucking in air deep into it's lungs, carefully bracing itself on the ground.

Just a little longer. You're about to finish the incantation.

What do you do?
>[Write in]

>>1850565
Stomp on it's tail.

>>1850565
>Finish the incatation
>Take your new prized mount

>>1850565
>Finish the incatation

>>1850640
I guess we finish the incantation

>>1850574
>>1850640
The qm is hiting that she'll die before that finishes.

>>1850660
oh well

Perhaps we can attempt to blind it using radiance? Distract it at least.

Should be a simple spell

>>1850669
>sacrificing a loyal servant that knows all the shit we need too to run this tower
>For a mount

Not a great trade.

>>1850565
Changing from this >>1850574 to saving ana I guess

>>1850573
>>1850574
>>1850640
>>1850657
>>1850660
>>1850669
>>1850676
>>1850677
>>1850678

I'll clarify for you all, there is a Wyvern about to use it's breath weapon in your face. In case you wanna to try to do something else.

>>1850713
>DODGE
or
Throw our sword

>>1850713
How susceptible are we to fire?

>>1850713
Dragon Uppercut

>>1850726
You're a Balor, a kind of fire-demon. So fairly so.

>>1850713
Can we just.. force his mouth shut or spread the fire away?

>>1850735
Well, dodge I guess

>>1850713
>Dragon Uppercut

>>1850724
>>1850754

It will be between these two then. If that's how everyone feels

I take full responsibility for not prompting you.

>>1850757
>>1850731
>>1850764

And this obviously. I'm gonna roll now

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>1850789
>>1850764

1 - Dragon Uppercut
2 - Dodge

>>1850797
>>1850789
>>1850764

As the Wyvern prepares to breath fire, you do the only thing that seems reasonable.

DODGE!!!

Roll to dodge while you finish the incantation.

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>1850828

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>1850828

Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>1850828

Rolled 42 (1d100)

>>1850828

Rolled 55 (1d100)

>>1850828

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>>1846416

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>>1850838
>>1850838

>Difficult DC 20 - Rolled 9: 1 Degree of Success

"DOOODGE!!!"

You hear Ana's voice come from the corner of the room.

You need no advice at this point. You leap out of the way, doing your best to enunciate all the final words to your chant. Tremendous heat hits you as an enormous gout of flame trails behind you as you leap out of the way.

"...And thou shalt serve me for all eternity." You finish the binding spell.

As you do this, an enormous flash envelopes the room. The flaming breath stops and the Dragon lets out a shriek of pain writhing as you brand takes effect. There's a burning on your forehead that makes your third eye itch. You need to establish a proper mental link later. For now, just asserting your dominance will do. You outstretch your hand and overpower it's mind, causing it to seize wildly. Starting from the point you've marked on it, an eerie paleness creeps, dying the dragon's scales and flesh completely white. After what felt like a good amount of time, this huge creature is now completely unconscious like a big white lump. Your head burns, you sit down, having exhausted yourself somewhat.

In this time, Ana has managed to collect herself after being launched across the room. After making her way over, she fixes her disheveled self and re-coifs her hair. You're eyes meet for a brief second, and she looks back at the completely dominated Wyvern.

"Tch. Chaos Magic." She clicks her teeth a little annoyed and sits down across from you after all the trouble you both went through. She seems fine, sporting a few superficial gashes on her face.

Chaos Magic, an odd name for a discipline you think to yourself. Another name for Radiant Magic, the discipline of bending the world to your whims using powerful, glowing sigils of magical power. One your trademark special talents, you've manage to tame a Wyvern with a Sigil of Posession.

____________________________

You've remembered a new Radiant Spell: Sigil of Possession

This Sigil is a useful one for those that demand fealty and compliance. Any object that is marked that is sentient can be bent to your will through force, become connected to you through a mental linking, and the location of any object or creature is always known to you. By using your spell power, you can call anything marked by you to your position with some concentration, depending on the subject being teleported.

________________________________
Ana has been eyeing you for a while

"Geeze, one little sigil and your out of it, maybe you should relax a bit." your vampire servant suggests after a big sigh.

"It's not like your new pet is going anywhere anyways...It will be out cold for a good long while."

Take a Short Rest?
>Yes
>No

>>1851126
>Yes

>>1851126
>>Yes

>>1851126
>Yes

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>>1851135
>>1851155

You cross your legs, sitting like you're about to meditate. You find it very comfortable and you drift off into a trance like slumber.

You can feel the Ivory Tower's sentience reach out to you, enveloping you in a warm embrace.

Such a feeling brings you undecipherable visions...

____________________________________

>Choose Two

>Burning Sword: A massive blade of pure fire erupts from your hand or a weapon you are currently holding, which you can strike at an enemy with, making for a good close to mid-ranged attack. As an additional bonus, you may ignite your sword in magical fire at will.

>Soul Stare: By opening the Third Eye, you may channel the almighty presence of Demogorgon himself, stunning the weak whom your divine gaze rips through

>Parry: Your weapon feels more comfortable in your hand now that you've handled one for a while as your muscle memory has returned. You may make an attempt to parry an opponent's weapon during close-ranged combat if your wielding a blade.

>>1851276
>>Burning Sword: A massive blade of pure fire erupts from your hand or a weapon you are currently holding, which you can strike at an enemy with, making for a good close to mid-ranged attack. As an additional bonus, you may ignite your sword in magical fire at will.

>Soul Stare: By opening the Third Eye, you may channel the almighty presence of Demogorgon himself, stunning the weak whom your divine gaze rips through

>>1851276
>Burning Sword: A massive blade of pure fire erupts from your hand or a weapon you are currently holding, which you can strike at an enemy with, making for a good close to mid-ranged attack. As an additional bonus, you may ignite your sword in magical fire at will.

>Soul Stare: By opening the Third Eye, you may channel the almighty presence of Demogorgon himself, stunning the weak whom your divine gaze rips through

We can´t parry a dragon. Right?

>>1851286
they need to have a weapon

>>1851276

>Burning Sword: A massive blade of pure fire erupts from your hand or a weapon you are currently holding, which you can strike at an enemy with, making for a good close to mid-ranged attack. As an additional bonus, you may ignite your sword in magical fire at will.

>Soul Stare: By opening the Third Eye, you may channel the almighty presence of Demogorgon himself, stunning the weak whom your divine gaze rips through

>>1851286

It would not be necessarily be easy, but I would allow it if the appropriate rolls were produced. Throwing that out there so it doesn't seem mundane compared to the other awesome abilities.

>>1851276

>Burning Sword: A massive blade of pure fire erupts from your hand or a weapon you are currently holding, which you can strike at an enemy with, making for a good close to mid-ranged attack. As an additional bonus, you may ignite your sword in magical fire at will.

>Soul Stare: By opening the Third Eye, you may channel the almighty presence of Demogorgon himself, stunning the weak whom your divine gaze rips through

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>>1851308

>Current Stats

>Drykos the Dreaded

>Physicality:
>30

>Autonomy:
>30

>Willpower:
>35

>Understanding:
>32

>Presence:
>35

>Renown:
>15

Abilities:
>Dominion: Extra-planar Psionics (Low Level)
>Weapon Mastery: Blades
>Magical Schools of Fire: Fire Evocation, Meta-Magic, Radiant Magic

>Fireball: A flaming ball of magical Power which explodes in a burning blast after striking a surface

>Burning Sword: Use a huge burning blade projected from a weapon or hand, can also ignite your weapon at will in magic fire.

>Meta-Magic: Empower: Increasing the difficulty of casting increases the potency of the spell greatly.

>Divine Providence: Opening the Third Eye allows you to reveal anything about a target I.E finding a weakness.

>Soul Stare: Attempt to stun a single foe by gazing through the with the Third Eye.

>The Dreaded: Bonus to intimidate.

After feeling a surge of power washes over you, your eyes fly open, returning to the huge empty room. Your company is the same, your perpetually grumpy caretaker, a now bleached-white Wyvern in a bit of a magically induced coma, and the sick, pulsating branch-like roots that envelope the walls.

"If your done dreaming, can we get going now?" Ana aggressively pipes up after noticing your wakefulness.

She seems to be ready to go, her small wounds from the previous battle having healed.

Feeling rejuvenated yourself, your ready to move on. Looking at the Wyvern, you deign to leave it here so it can recuperate as well...If you need it, you don't think you can lose it here due to the sigil's power noting it's proximity to you as well as the fact you can conjure it, that is once it wakes up. You feel another presence similar to the way the Wyvern feels now that you think about it that is also quite close. Something nearby seems to have your sigil as well. Perhaps continuing onward will reveal what it is?

You nod to your Seneschal, leading the way, and ascending through your tower, displeased at the accumulating foilage on your property, which seems to be shifting in a stomach-turning way. You must be pretty high up in the Tower at this point.

As you make it into the top of the spiraling staircase, near the entrance to the next chamber you hear the clashing of weapons.

How do you proceed?

>Try to Sneak in
>Run in and try to take them by surprise
>Peek inside the room first
>Ask for Ana's opinion
>[Write in]

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>>1851418
>[Write in] Have Ana sneak in.
>Peek inside the room first
>Run in and try to take them by surprise

SURPRICE MOTHERFUCKERS!

>>1851418
>Run in and try to take them by surprise

>>1851445
>>1851459

>Run in and try to take them by surprise

Roll 1d4 to see which motherfucker gets surprised.

>>1851418
>>Peek inside the room first

Rolled 2 (1d4)

>>1851483

Rolled 2 (1d4)

>>1851483

Quick question: are you using roll under, or roll over? Strange to see some 90+ rolls succeed, yet others fail.

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>>1845756
>Mechanically, the system will be vaguely similar to the Fantasy Flight Games style (Dark Heresy, Rogue Trader, etc.) Numbers lower than ability score for checks are successes and numbers above are failures.

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>Run in and try to take them by surprise

"What the fu-" Your companion blurts out in confusion as you run into the room haphazardly, ready to tackle the next fool you see.

Dashing in your able to make out four individuals, all of them wearing fairly heavy armor. Three of them wear a similar style of armor, all of them noticeably taller than the odd man out. You end up spear tackling one of the three larger foes right into the grwoth-laden wall.

You shout at your foe to enhance the effect of getting the jump on them.

SURPRISE MOTHERFUCKER!!

With a loud, satisfying slam, you smash the fool you tackled pretty good. His armor makes against the foilage, and you follow up with a blow to the helm, further rattling your opponent.

Stepping back to appreciate your work, you look over foe. It is very tall, standing more than a head taller than you currently stand, and wears a heavy plate around it's sturdy looking, but somewhat slender form. It's armor is an earthy brass color, and swept back horns adorn it's head.

You feel someone approach you and turn around, only to turn and see Ana clash her Falchion blade a warrior similar to the one you tackled, tying up his halberd from striking you.

You turn to your victim and he's still picking himself off the floor and grabbing his long axe you knocked off of him.

He's completely open to attack.

>Strike him with your sword
>Use Burning Blade
>Use a Fireball
>Knock him towards you by shifting a chunk of the wall behind him
>[Write in]

>>1851587
>Knock him towards you by shifting a chunk of the wall behind him

>>1851587
>>Strike him with your sword

>>1851587
>Strike him with your sword
>[Write in] Stab one arm/leg or the torso, immobilize it.

>>1851609
>[Write in] Stab one arm/leg or the torso through the floor, immobilize it.*

I need sleep