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Reaction: "Wolf Moon"
You know, we got a Wolf Moon option last time, the one to make Ber Decimator's target. It could simply refer to how we chose to hunt a wolf for healing, however... the initial build we chose was called
Luna Conqueror, for reasons that I can't quite grasp. Maybe it was just a cool name, but... the Evening Sky offers quite a few moon-related options too, often in conjunction with magics. Might be just its sky and night themes, yet... we got Evening Sky from that one pirate, and the fight with him is why we fished and found a map... that leads us straight to the Temple of the False Moon. Which couldn't have been a more obvious trap if it had the good Admiral screaming in our ears.
Interestingly, we've seen the moon and stars in the sky during the episode when we mantled the Evening Sky. In a Realm whose space is twisted together like a pretzel. Not impossible, the Foremost were funky guys that liked to go crazy with their toys...
Things are getting spooky, aren't they?
The Apocryphal Curse is pretty impressive if it managed to string together all of that. Though more likely it took advantage of the opportunities it was presented with.
Letrizia was hurt and they had no means of supernatural healing. Gisena as well, though not so profoundly. His own state was nothing to envy; the charred husk of his arm could barely maintain its grip on the Forebear's Blade. Despite all they had lost, there had been gain as well. He was beginning to better understand the power of Progression that manifested in him, the lens through which it channeled his growth.
Always looking for silver lining in everything, eh? Kind of amazed he can maintain a grip at all, but that's a Hero for you. Our companions are wounded, our enemy has fled with promises to return stronger than ever, the Hero himself should be teetering on the edge of collapse.
But of course this is just another obstacle on his road. Hell, compared to what he's used to, this should be peanuts. At least now when he wins the fights, he immediately and obviously improves in strength, rather than having to scrape together pieces of power while desperately hiding from an unmatched enemy. As long as he survives, he's certain to exceed any particular enemy (barring other Progressives as always).
With each enemy beaten he grew in power. He could use that power to spin away parts of that enemy's legacy, taking them for his own. The jackal-dragon had given him a dragon's longevity. The King Fish, its furious might. The pirate captain's armor had become his cloak of stars. Already some fraction of Seralize's speed had invested him, reflexes heightened to keening sharpness.
Didn't really consciously think about it from the perspective of what enemies we draw the power from, tbh, too distracted by the cool blurbs to consider that aspect in detail. An interesting form our Progression has taken, much more tightly wound with our magic than what we saw with Seram. Things might change once we get access to more magic systems though.
That wasn't all. He could direct that power towards an existing aspect of his panoply instead, enhancing the Blade's destructive might or his Evening Sky's protection.
Or thievery! Seriously, it's too bad we haven't had much of a chance to explore that particular aspect of our character - except for stealing Sky, but that's looting. The Artifacts are undoubtedly cool and shiny, but sometimes it's nice to have something of our own, you know?
If he could find a beast with the power of healing and harvest its strength for his own, Letrizia's left side could be mended. She would not suffer the horrific pain and permanent damage of her burns. It was more than worth the risk.
This is part of why Hunger is one of the most likable protagonists so far for me. It's not that Hunger isn't selfish, and it also isn't the case that other MCs haven't acted altruistically, especially in the heat of the moment, but he's so very
genuine. His companion is wounded, so of course he's going to go out and get some healing powers to help her, never mind that his own horrific injuries are making this venture quite dangerous.
"Watch her," he told Gisena. "I'll find something that can heal."
"All right," Gisena said quietly. She laid a hand on his own. "I'll keep her safe. Don't push yourself too hard, hero."
Good thing we didn't promise not to lose any more body parts, that would have been quite awkward. Hoping he won't push himself to the limit is quite pointless, isn't it? Our boy is too
extreme sometimes.
He smiled. "Look who's talking. Next time, just wake us up instead of spending an hour blasting away at the empty air."
"And interrupt your beauty sleep? I couldn't bring myself to do that. But don't worry, all I'm going to do is sit here and wait! The very picture of restraint and poise." She winked.
"Good."
As long as she doesn't try anything funny while we're asleep, it's all good!
He sped off, tacking past the lake and into the wetland mire beyond, past the murk and gloom of woods thick with rot, the sea-brine estuary wind stinging his nose and cheeks. Deep in the swamp he felled creature after creature, cleaving stringy muscle and shell-sloughed carapace in pursuit of his monstrous grail. This was not blind ambition: the murder of Seralize had restored a portion of his Rank alongside his speed, and he willed now the same world that had given him the Lake produce a monster worth the killing.
I don't think taking Treachery instead of Scent was such a bad trade-off. While Rank can't completely substitute for the ability and is probably more exhausting, it also isn't as limited - we aren't forced to hunt the target to the very end. Plus we'll only get better at nudging probabilities as our Rank increases!
If only we didn't have to perform
suicidal Heroic feats for that to happen...
After an hour's steady slaughter it finally appeared, roused by commotion or simple deprivation of prey. A sinuous fusion of direwolf and alligator, its fangs ivory knives, its flesh living stone, with a tail of corded muscle half again its length. Ghostfire flickered in its eyes, and every wound he struck seemed hollow and inconsequential, the flesh separate from the animating force.
So we found an alligator-ghost-wolf thing. Not sure I want to know what its ancestors thought when they met each other or how it happened, let's chalk it up to magic.
But the Forebear's Blade could pierce more than physical flesh. As it asserted itself with an indolent swipe, confident in its invincibility, he plunged his blade-shard into the soft meat beneath its shoulder-plates, channeling fell power to bleed mind and spirit directly. At this the beast finally reacted, yowling in surprise and anguish. He backed away, evading its retaliatory swipes with newly-bought speed, and darted around the back to strike another gap in its armor with the same technique.
We take your physical immunity and raise the power of Ruin. It never fails to impress, much like all the other powers of the Forebear. His powers might not be all too fancy, but at the end of the day, they can be relied upon to fuck up
your opponent's day.
Slowly and piteously it fell, deathless strength yielding to the attrition of the Blade. As he took its heart, its ghostflame resilience passed into the ring, an unearthly light that bound essence and corpus together. The knowledge came to him: those who bathed in its glow would recover even from grievous wounds, as whole in body as they were in spirit.
I'd expected worse from the fight given that roll, but I suppose our advantages were too great for any other outcome. That last line interests me though. 'As whole in body as they were in spirit'? What if the target is mad or has a different image of their body than what it is? Can we use this power to
twist them into another form? Wouldn't think so given the Pristine name, but with its ghostly origins, you never know.
But a few days ago he'd speculated about continuity after death, persisting as a being of spirit so long as his artifacts survived. He'd expected such an achievement to be the product of years, but perhaps if he focused it into the Blade, most deeply connected of all artifacts...
That's right, the first step on the road to immortality is not dying when one is killed! We might even get a bonus as a Hero of Justice, just need to prod our Ring into confirming our Just status.
Yes. He and the Blade were one. So long as it persisted, he could survive even decapitation as a semi-physical wraith, though he'd remain vulnerable to physical harm. The fulsome density of ghostfire that animated his "corpse" would restore his body in a matter of hours, leaving him healed and rested upon resuming human existence.
Not only does it offer healing for the low, low cost of stabbing ourselves each time, - which certainly isn't going to exacerbate our psychological issues, - it also lets us enter another Phase just when the heroes thought they had us beat and offers opportunities for further Stages? What's not to like? Some unenlightened people might criticize the shadowy aesthetic, but to those people we'll just tell we're Batman.
He plunged the Blade into his heart, assuming the state willingly, eager to test its bounds and limitations. Ghostfire flickered, emerging from his body like an unfurling flower. A pale simulacrum of his right arm filled out the seared and skeletal husk of its physical presence. His left, cleaved away by the Tyrant's own blade, did not appear at all, nor did his missing eye.
We should have expected that after all those jokes about killing ourselves for power. Let's hope it doesn't become a habit?
The ghost-flesh was light but also effervescent, incapable of exerting quite as much force as his true body. But that was also its strength, capable of phasing momentarily through solid matter at a substantial cost in stamina. That it required the temporary death of his body was a major inconvenience.
We'll have to learn some new tricks to take advantage of this. While I don't know how well we can phase through magical materials, at least phasing through mundane ground and attacking through walls should be possible. With this we can attack our enemies both from above and from below! Our reach would be much harder to judge with this, which can be quite a deadly mistake thanks to the Blade.
Nonetheless, it was good enough. This would work. By his wraith-form's light he navigated the gloaming dark of the swamp, returning swiftly to the shores of the lake. Gisena waved at him from a distance. Swift as an evening wind he billowed across the lake's surface, too light and fast for gravity to drag beneath, and reached her in the span of a breath.
Walking on water - check. Just need to learn how to share some of our Curses and power, and a role as Cursed!Jesus is in the bag.
"Oh my." Gisena looked down forlornly. "Are you Hunger's pale shade, come to bid us a final farewell?"
I just
knew she was going to tease us about this mercilessly. What next? Will she ask to join us on our Wild Hunt? Or want us to act as an air-conditioner during summer? Please leave us some semblance of dignity, Gisena.
"Only because I can't tolerate your company any longer. My new life as a ghostly adventurer beckons."
"Poor Letrizia. Better for her to think you dead, than abandoned so abruptly!"
"You won't guilt me out of this." He dropped to a knee, laying a semi-corporeal hand against her forehead.
I didn't even notice her pushing the guilt button, but then I miss these things sometimes. And we chose the option with the fastest route!
"...How is she?"
"Alive," Gisena said, "and blissfully unconscious on my lap, as you can see. It's supremely comfortable, as I said! Jealous?"
"Should I be?" He raised an eyebrow.
Gisena giggled. "I hope your current state's not permanent!"
"Me too," he deadpanned. "But the light it gives off will slowly heal Letrizia, and that's all that matters."
D'aww. He can be such a softy. He does know he'll come back to humanity though, which takes a bit away from the heroic sacrifice.
As if in response, Letrizia mewled quietly, curling up in Gisena's lap, charred flesh crinkling softly. Her pain assuaged by the ghostfire's light, she did not awaken.
"Hmph," she brushed a finger against the wraithflesh, marveling at it semi-corporeal state. "You'll have to be careful in battle. Your very person is vulnerable to dispellation now."
Which our enemies will certainly exploit, because Apocrypha is a bitch. How many times am I going to regret not going for Null Resistance in the course of this quest?
"Worse, I'm constantly just a little bit cold," he remarked. "Maybe I'll switch back in the morning."
"The conquering hero's return," Gisena smiled softly. "I'll have to think of a proper reward."
"So long as it's not your cooking."
"Maybe I'll make you something! Would you prefer a bouquet of flowers? A triumphal wreath, some laurels for you to rest on?"
No need to bury us before our time.
I feel like they've gotten closer after this debacle. Gisena should be able to appreciate the camaraderie Hunger has shown.
"Flowers would be wonderful, thank you."
"Great! I know just the prettiest arrangement," she raised a finger perkily. "Look forward to it! You'll wake up literally smelling of roses."
"I can hardly wait."
We'll turn the flowers into a superpower just to spite you, Gisena.
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The winning vote was [X] Mire Wolf with [X] Pristine Star, [X] Second Stage. You are suffering the Condition: Chill of the Grave: Perhaps a bit too eager to pierce the curtain between life and death. -5% effectiveness to all actions for 1 month.
I think this simply codifies our inclinations. The general hit to effectiveness hurts though.
With Letrizia stable, the threat of the blue swordsman looms large. Rest is required, of course. Hunger is exhausted still. But that leaves 28 more days of Decimator-free existence. With the crucial window of portal investigation fallow, you've run low on leads for Ber's location. What now to do?
Hmm, that's too bad. Some of us had been hoping there would be some traces left, but I guess that would be too easy. No matter, he'll come back yet, we can discuss things like a proper Hero then.
[ ] Make For Civilization - Your Rank having been augmented by recent efforts, you can navigate the Voyaging Realm nearly as well as Verschlengorge himself. Though the Tyrant's Doom afflicts you still, at least your Decimation is absent. Morally it's a good idea to take care of any civilized business in this window. Logistically, civilization confers the power of multitudes to solve your problems. Perhaps there are new magics you could acquire, items of power to equip Gisena and Letrizia with (your arsenal being full), even supplies to repair the Armament?
You'll let Gisena do most of the talking, so as not to provoke your Doom.
*Wide range of outcomes, available options will be determined by a combination of thread participation, fanworks and random chance.
*Low-Medium Risk, Moderate Reward is the likeliest outcome
*Potentially outfit your existing party members, and acquire new party members!
*Can sell your giant pearl for lots of money
*You can't reach Letrizia's civ, so you're looking for native societies.
The option that actually does something useful with all that charisma and intelligence. Why make yourself a social and mental juggernaut if all you do with your competence is hit things? Will probably have some plot hooks, but not much in the way of deadly danger.
[ ] Hunt - Power flows from the tip of a sword. For you, that's quite literal.
*Available targets will be determined by a combination of Rank, pertinent abilities, thread participation, fanworks and random chance.
*Variable Risk, high reward to risk ratio
*Kill cool monsters and take their (ability to?) shit
Also known as the Option That Lost. Given it had the shortest blurb, is that too surprising?
Then again, Unshattered had quite an impressive blurb, yet it still lost the fight quite miserably. This will require further research!
[ ] Temple of the False Moon - The message in a bottle yielded a map, its surface writ with silver-shimmering ink. Quickly it began to discorporate in the oxygen of the naked air. Though you've sheltered it with the Evening Sky, it slowly continues to disintegrate. The silver ink shifts with the Voyaging Realm, tracing a path to the Temple of the False Moon, within which treasures beyond all reason are promised.
Instinct tells you that this is a trap. But the most alluring traps carry the most valuable bait.
*Very high risk, extreme reward
*You will be able to somewhat influence the outcome, including mitigation of risk, via tactics & thread participation now and later. Intelligent decision-making and sound strategy will be the key to victory, so risks can be dealt with.
*To Boldly Go: Taking this option will grant 2 Arete and defray activations of the Apocryphal Curse for two weeks.
*You have Gisena to dispel any magical defenses, and your own form which can now persist even in the face of death. How bad could it possibly be?!
*You are not Exhausted anymore and no longer suffering from any wound penalties, so it's literally now or never with the map disintegrating.
False moon, false magic... combined with that one opportunity to take a Null-resistant option, I'd say Gisena was going to be the main character during this venture, but if her Graces get shut down completely, she's not that much different from a normal woman. Letty, it's your time to shine!
Thread participation has yielded a reward. Choose carefully, a consistent strategy here can pay dividends:
[ ] +0.5 Arete
[ ] +Letrizia
[ ] +1 pick during next Experience spend
[X] Temple of the False Moon
[X] +1 pick during next Experience spend
Is it truly a sudden betrayal if this is where I started in the first place? Alas, it looks like I couldn't resist following the breadcrumb trail. At least I can safely change the vote in knowledge that balance has been restored once more!