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The red-haired black ant seemed particularly interesting. Corporal Dart, was it? Recorder knew that her- that the expedition's survival was much more important than the enemy's, and that woman was clearly a very dangerous warrior; she knew this when she threw her chakram... but still, it would have been nice to be able to put down more than her name and face. And then, suddenly, one of the enemy commanders began hero-worshiping one of the delegation members. Recorder immediately felt like she needed to act fast, but... perhaps the mercenary in question had the situation handled better. -
Life-Recorder did her best to study and memorize the appearances of the enemy group, both the living and the now-dead, as she dashed towards the front line with all her power to get a closer look... until she saw the red-haired woman wound the delegation's healer with dangerous skill. This was a life-or-death situation, if something isn't done about it, both her and Deductions' projects will end where they stand. That cannot be led to pass. Life-Recorder to D8, attack Corporal Dart
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This emotional little moment Medusa is having with... herself... is a waste of time. She could easily be trying to lower the party's guards for a desparation blow! And even if the supposed "good" Medusa won out on this exchange (assuming she is no illusion), where would that leave Cicivexa? She's had it coming to her for a long time... Now then, let's see what this power can *really* do... While Medusa was distracted by her own external monologue, the wounded and poisoned Cicivexa channeled his newfound command over ice to empower his magicks. He gathered as much energy as he could,
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"So many lives to be lost..." Life-Recorder pulled from the back of her belt (just behind her cloak) a sharpened wooden ring. Not the deadliest weapon, but it could be thrown a long distance, yet was quick enough to wield in a close scuffle. Perfect for self-defense. "Very well. I swear that not one bug on this field will be forgotten." And so, with a burst of sudden alacrity did she rush closer to the front line, hoping to make out the details of the wounded lancer's face while he still stood. Life-Recorder to D11
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Power began to flow Cicivexa as everything around him suddenly seemed much, much smaller. Is this the power to oppose even gods? Would it be enough to oppose the goddess who... split in twain and began requesting that we attack her? Is this some sort of trap? Cicivexa is two-thirds inclined to spring this kind of trap, but with this much power, perhaps the larger threats should be incinerated first... Under the effect of Manaward, the Fruits of Hubris are ignored! Cicivexa uses Sharpcast, causing his next attack this round to be an automatic Critical Hit for 2x damage!
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As Cicivexa braced his will against further onslaught, a bizarre wave of feeling came over him. Not a voice, more akin to a raising magick... only he was perfectly conscious and on his feet. He could say yes, or no, and everything Cicivexa had learned throughout his career was telling him to say no. That any sort of sudden, seductive little voice from distinctly outside of him could be a trick, the siren song of a voidsent. The search for absolute power must be careful, and deliberate, and Oh Damn it All to the Seventh Hell MEDUSA WILL DIE TODAY! I did not take upon the Black to second-guess m
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Secluded-From-Illumination's fear of combat was overwhelming, but healthy regardless. "We are not going into battles per se, but with our luck, battles will likely find us, and yes, they are dangerous. That is why the delegation sent from the Redoubt is here: to accompany and protect us on this most important of missions." "Would've preferred a more experienced delegation, as I hear is normally expected, but..." The other adolescent scholar-to-be, the bee... perhaps her 'strong' reaction also should have been expected. Perhaps. "If you can find the time
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"Ah, marauders." As the conversation on competence ensued, Life-Recorder carefully stored the rolled up papers into her bag, save for one, and mulled over the delegation's news. It didn't sit right with her. "Excuse me for asking, but were you able to glean a motive from the attack? You couldn't have had enough supplies to make even a successful raid worth the losses, especially once they realized they had to contend with two-to-three experienced combatants." She then held onto the paper with the hand she used to carry the bag (It would certainly be useful to have been bor
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The female spider swiftly followed right behind Brilliant Deduction, keeping up with her while carrying several pieces of torn-off paper in her hand at once in her right hand, and what looked to be a rather heavy bag in her left. "Life-Recorder. Aspiring scholar, and assistant to Brilliant Deduction for two-hundred and sixty-eight days and counting. Pleased to me- It was then that she noticed the small bee's frantic begging, begging to become a recognized scholar. "Settle down, Stardust. A city isn't built in a day. It takes many moons, summers even, to become recogniz
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"So..." Cicivexa mumbled. "...we meet again." Cicivexa immediately reached for his staff, but a tidal wave of trepidation hit him that moment. He was fully aware of his odds against this... this god. She could crush him to death with only a finger! He needed to finish what they had started, but... "...we meet again, and for the last time. No matter what." It was then that Cicivexa noticed that the bizarre creatu- that Cell had prepared to defend him. Why? What did he do to deserve th- to convince this creature that he required this flagrant show of distrust in his power? This... in h
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"...Indeed, the risk would be too great, especially where Medusa is concerned. Who knows what she would do, even if we threatened to break it?"
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"Not to mention the additional threat of Medusa, a second deity of darkness, having followed us and joined Makuta's ranks. The threat she poses is unpredictable. Nothing can be spared in dealing with the threats we face." Cicivexa was still stunned by facing this thousand-year adversary of a god, but if he had something that could combat such threats, it needed to be deployed with all due haste.
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At first, Cicivexa sincerely doubted that Turaga Vakama had the power even for a mutually assured defeat of the Makuta. Perhaps he was mage of great power, but surely no individual could accomplish such a feat. But as they arrived at the vault, and the old man reminisced on having fought the Makuta countless times before, and on knowing and exploiting his every weakness, Cicivexa was dismayed. "How... for how long have you fought with the Makuta?"
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"We have been here long enough, and there are enough of us, that I would thinl something like this would have happened by now if it is an effect of this world alone. As for if it is the mask's effect..." Cicivexa reached into his pack. "This is the mask that I obtained when I arrived in this world. It should have no additional attributes to it, so there is a possibility this mutation would go away if you wore a different mask." Cicicexa handed it to the trepidatious demon hunter. "Now, I am only lending this to you. I expect you to return this to me as soon as you are in a position
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Cicivexa was attempting to figure out how he could store and preserve a large enough supply of fire aether when he heard the explosion. He recoiled instinctively at the noise, before hearing Sanada's panicking. Approaching fearfully, he saw her altered scalp. "You grew part of that monster's biology from thinking about it?! And this is not a normal occurrence for you?" Cicivexa's immense and assuredly impressive intellectual energy was now directed away from the matter of the frigid mountains, and towards this bizarre occurrence. "I have two theories on the matter. The first, and
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Anyone present could tell Cicivexa's mind was deep in planning. Anyone who had spent over a day with him could tell this meant nothing good. "I recall that we saved the water stone for last, the last we discussed the possibility of going there. To elucidate our past discussions for those who had yet to join us: We are in possession of one "Mask of Water Breathing," the Kanohi Kaukau. In addition, "Cell's" ability to detach his head seems to betray that he does not need to breathe to survive. The same could possibly be said of the golem. As for those who have since joined us, I coul
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"Halhi, Nuparu, could you confirm for us the nocturnal habits of the Nui-Rama?" He paused to compose his words. "Unfortunately, we are not able to identify whether that Trespassing scalekin would have hunted us in our sleep. The threat of such a catastrophe was real. Thankfully, we were not, and in the end, only one of us sustained serious injuries." Cicivexa paused again, to look at himself. "To that end, however, all we can thank is sheer luck. We were lucky tonight. Based on the information we had, our most trusted of guides recognized this as a safe place to camp for the night. If any Nui-
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Cicivexa gave a pained sigh of exasperation, and assumed a more comfortable position in the dirt. "You have no further intention to defend yourself, then. Know that I am not thrilled by the opportunity to be proven correct on my suspicions a second time this quest." What a party to be gathered. Gods, what even was the reason any of us were called for this? Dangerous monsters, insane dark goddesses, paranoid psychopaths... how do we have any chance against this "Trespasser" threat if we could not even kill one of them? Are we all just the most powerful individuals our homerealms did
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"I can attempt to imagine the logic of wanting to kill them while they have yet to compromise you. Given the apparent quantity of the subject's aether, as well as the immense and seemingly universal simple-mindedness of the demons of her Star, it could become a life-or-death situation the moment she would be in their presence." I cannot believe I am defending the logic of this lunatic, and I know not whether to envy or fear for her place of origin. "Regardless, demon hunter, your story fails to line up in one glaring regard: how did you manage to wound and cripple a self-proclaime
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"I still don't trust her," Cicivexa muffled through his hat. "How do we know she isn't playing dumb? Perhaps the Makuta better supplied the situation to her than she's said, and she lured those monsters to impede us." Though conscious, he still couldn't quite stand up with his injuries; all he could do was weakly attempt to gesture his staff in her direction. "Who's to say she has no intentions to continue doing so?"
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Cicivexa grabbed the brim of his hat with both hands and pulled it over his face upon Tsubasa's further needling. This was made more difficult by the bulky mask in the way.
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Cicivexa gained consciousness fairly quickly, but attempted to feign otherwise. He heard the others discussing their- his- failure to eradicate the trespassing beast. It was difficult to tell if he wasn't responding out of shame, trauma, or physical pain, but when he caught Sanada's ill comment, his head immediately raised to respond. "My magicks require naught less than complete concentration, lest you question my priorities. Had I been afforded just a few more moments, the beast would never have even touched me before it would collapse dead. Is it not the most basic, common courtesy for
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And with the eruption of the scales, Cicivexa's magical barrier was shattered by a flurry of Celestial Spears, just as he seemed to direct the creature's enmity towards himself. No one could possibly doubt that if it threw even a fraction of its weight into him, he'd enter Thal's realm (or whatever the others believe in) with no delay. If he had any chance of killing this monstrosity, no matter how small, he needed to put his full force into it this time. And so, he assumed a channeling stance, and a mass of darkness emanated from the Stardust Rod, before he threw the full force of himsel
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It was immediately clear that this monster was not of this world. After the weeks since Cicivexa was first called to fight Trespassers, only now did he finally encounter one. The Black Mage's response to it? The same response as usual: summoning firestorms. Cicivexa casts Flare III on the Bazelgeuse, as well as three of the Nui-Rama, dealing (7d6+17) fire damage, with a 28% chance to inflict a Critical Hit for 2x damage! Effects & Cooldowns: Stats & Abilities:
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"Yes, it is quite clear what you did, Sanada. Why you did it, however, remains a mystery." Cicivexa was about to unleash another Flare when the massive flying beast approached. Sadly, the Kanohi Akaku possessed no night vision, so he was just as unable to discern its features as the rest of the group, but it was clear that this would be the real fight compared to the Nui-Rama. It could render him a stain on the dirt the moment it turned its attention toward him, so he recognized that the best course of action would be self-protection. Cicivexa cast Manaward, negating the damage of