Hal Henderics

"They Scream, Yes!?" Mar Suddenly turns, tired of this indomitable barrier. He Grabs a Shadow Beast and Wedges his Adamandine Sword in it's Throat, Breaking it off and Smashing it into it's lungs with his Adamantine Blade Core. Even if it were to revive, it would revive to a blade suffocating it, choking it. He Holds it in a Chokehold, forcing the sharp edge of the supermetal deeper laterally into it's throat. "Stay dead beast, your suffering will NEVER end in the land of the living so long as I draw Breath, you hear me? DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!" He screams at it, Over and over, those who hear might be shaken by the brutality, the cruelty, He seems to get that they can come back from the dead, and it is not apparent if he is trying to counter their revival, or exploit it to make one suffer...

A Few of the beasts jumping up onto his back, Mar Roars indiscriminately as they claw at him, He spins around, Smashing his Blade Core itself into the ground, Cracks of energy lance out as the ground itself fractures, magic erupting from it. He Stumbles to the barrier, Drinking a deep draught of Orcish Medicine, and Prepares the Adamantine Blade Core to smash into the barrier, heedless of any thoughts but "Must Press forward." Anything attacking him might discover intimidation where it previously had never felt fear before, not because of his actions, but his inaction, Their attacks do not faze him, while he smashes them away when they gather too closely to him, swinging his sword carelessly between chipping at the barrier that dares to block his path, his eyes are unfocused, but, despite this, razor sharp. Despite what one may think, it never crosses his mind that killing the enemy might solve his problem, only that he would eradicate anything in his way. "Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Crack, Crack, Swish, He spins around to bat away something he only vaguely recognizes as a foe, before continuing to spin, smashing the core into the barrier again and again with magic.

"Huff, Huff, Huff, Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa...!" Mar is Breathing heavily, he lifts up his sword, and his body seems to be bulking up. "HAAAAA!" He charges, swinging wildly and charging through them, he might not even see right now, as half of his swings hit nothing at all as he barrels forward. Sharp Stone crashes into darkness, glowing bursts fly from the stone sword as it chips into sharper and sharper pieces. Orcish Magic shows it's face as the blade is made sharper than what a whetstone can offer.

"It seems I will need to aquatint myself with the terms you all use. I am unaware of what a ballpoint pen is." "A shame I alone was sent rather than one of Wordlock Chi, or one alongside me, Ahh, it it can't be helped." Mar Shrugs.

Mar Enjoyed the music about as well as anything else, judging from his demeanor.

"I have my sword only for now, I can make another tool if I need it."

Mar responds to the hand signs, shaking his closed fist "Yes". A finger to his chest, then him rotating his finger in front of his mouth. "I speak it."

"Phone Numbers? I do not understand."

"I'm not so crass as to eat the untested and unknown, certainly. I humbly thank you for your flattery. I have heard of these 'Robots' but I say I know little save that their stomachs contain fire and that they are made from metals." He shrugs.

Mar nods. "I am a hunter, and a gatherer. I use my tools to secure food, medicine, and materials for my people. My ancestor's secret methods allow me to turn the land into things stronger than the works of metal and man. I am skilled with sword, knife, bow, spear, and many others, as I and many like me are acclimated to doing. I bear only medicine and my tools. But given time, I should gather up a supply of useful things to aid you all. I look forward to this journey, and hope it should enrich our spirits."

Mar appears, confused in the slow, cautious way of an older fellow, it is clear that he is an orc, or at least, inhuman, from his green skin, swolen jaw, and hunched demeanor, he nearly draws his stone sword, a jagged blade of obsidian, the length being like that of a man who is tall, and glowing at it's seams like spiderwebs laid gently over the natural lines of fractured volcanic rock, attached to a handle made from simple carved wood, A giant disk of some white stone is tied to his back, as is a Log, like that of a tree, made from the black obsidian, antlers and bones tied to his side clatter as he moves, and the Hard Hides covering his body shuffle from movement, but not from the wind, stiff as they are. He starts to speak. "Hello then, I am Mar of Stonerist Chi, one of the gatherers for my people, and one of her warriors." "These beasts will hopefully die to my tools, is their flesh poison, or fair as game? I would presume creatures of dark nature might be poor hunting, but I defer to the wisdom of others before I make a poor decision."

Mar of Stonerist Chi Mana Types Recipes Irons in the Fire --oo00OO0o~o0OO00oo-- Grant Baumann --oo00OO0o~o0OO00oo-- Gozer and Dackly, the Absolute Coolest, Ever! -- Laver

"Looooot! Yeah!" Pluck Cheers. He follows the group.

Pluck fuses the corpses together, then loots the convenient single corpse to see what it has!

Combine Shadow Beast F and E with Blow the Trumpet, tuckering out Gallary for 2 Turns!

Status Effect Examples Stun: The Afflicted may not take an action for an amount of turns. If a target has multiple actions per turn, being Stunned only removes one of those actions. Poison DoT: The Afflicted takes damage each turn for a set amount of turns. If a target is immune to poison, it may transfer the status to an ally in contact with it. Toxic DoT: The Afflicted takes damage each turn until cured. This lasts after combat ends. Other DoT: The Afflicted takes damage each turn for a set amount of turns. It may have other effects. Mesmerized: The Afflicted may not take an action for a set amount of turns. If the Afflicted is attacked, or Takes Active damage, the Status Ends, and they take their action as normal. If the target has multiple actions per turn, they are instead lowered down the initiative ladder. Solidified: The Afflicted is turned into, or coated in a hard immutable substance, their RES is increased, but they may not act. Taking more than half their Max Health in damage while Solidified Executes them.

"I think I've figured it out!" Pluck says suddenly. "If they all have to die at the same time, let's make less of them to do it with! If nobody Objects, Get the weakest ones all in one place, and I'll Fuse them together with Gallary!" Pluck Tries to Blow The Horn to fuse C, E, and/or F together

"Hey Buttmunch!" Pluck punches at Shadow Beast D, to try and trick it into charging at the Fused Barrier Nail. "Can someone shove me out of the way before it retaliates, or Shove it into the Barrier Nail?"

Pluck -observes- them as far away as possible, Waddling away from the direct combat.

If the Barrier Generators are close enough, Pluck Blows the Horn to combine them into one!

How close are the things making the barrier to one another? If they are close enough together. Pluck might Blow the Horn near them. "I could use Gallary's power to fuse the two barrier generators into one, allowing us to pass. It would either work, or do nothing, since Gallary's power does not affect things greater than herself."

"I am from EarthREALM, on a planet you would consider Earth, yeah. Although the whole damn dimension is earthlike"

"You keep throwing around words like 'Only'. ALL of the dragons from where I am from are immortal. and most of them are either young or massive." Pluck comments.

"A dragon dying? Now I'm the one not buying it, those bastards are immortal and powerful as all getout." "When your magical might increases with every pinch or scrap of gold and jewels you own, you tend to be unkillable and all powerful." "Yeah, the big guy is Crazy Strong! He lives in a Volcano on an island full of Treasures and Magical things! And he keeps reviving Boss whenever he messes up a puzzle and gets killed!"

"I have no clue, The Dragon did not send me here, if he did not send me here, something beyond his power must be at work, considering he can just keep bringing me to life and teleporting me all over god's green earth, and there is no treasure to be had, ergo, this is a much more intriguing adventure. I can't wait to puzzle my way out of this one." "I am an adventurer of finesse, I fight battles of the mind while my companion handles the heavy lifting to purchase our lives from an immortal dragon!" "Purchasing ones own life from debt is the most Honorable of causes to fight for my dear lady!" "I can Fuse and Separate things with my power!"