Souls Art Online SV RP

Alexia chuckles quietly. 'Good.' She suddenly rolls away as the scale disappears, and fires Avelyn at Frakir's brother's flasks, hitting one.
 
At the same time, Frakir's brother dives to the side, smashing three vials on the ground and lighting them with a pyromancy spark. He then lifts the last one that isn't broken to his lips and blows a huge cloud of fire.
Ooc, the vials I smashed contain a tar like liquid that spreads easy, burns hot, and is somewhat sticky.
 
Alexia runs past the burning goo, dipping her Dragon Greatsword into it as she goes. She also launches another flurry of bolts at Frakir's brother.
 
Habit laughs. "Other people yes. But you're his supplier and I have the authority to give his ass to Deviation if he steps out of line. He wouldn't dare mess with us... and if somehow would, he would soon regret it."

Light wakes up and wipes his eyes, then yawns softly. "All I heard was my last name and steps out of line. Who do I have to give a talking to?"
 
The entire time the others have been doing their own thing, Nova has just been watching from the bonfire; occasionally, he allows an amused chuckle or a shake of his head whenever something particularly ridiculous or hilarious happens to these unfortunate souls. When one has very little to entertain themselves with, usually it only takes a glance around at your companions to find quality entertainment.

Hearing Light's voice, Nova looks up from his spot by the bonfire, a whetstone and repair powder sitting beside their owner's beloved halberd. Cocking an eyebrow, he replies with as good of an answer as he can manage, "I don't know. Wasn't really paying attention. Too much insanity -- more so than usual, might I add -- for me to focus on one single thing." A moment's pause ensues as a devious thought occurs to the half-bored Knight, "Though...I believe that it was Chester that you needed to 'give a talking to' before you apparently fell asleep."
 
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The entire time the others have been doing their own thing, Nova has just been watching from the bonfire; occasionally, he allows an amused chuckle or a shake of his head whenever something particularly ridiculous or hilarious happens to these unfortunate souls. When one has very little to entertain themselves with, usually it only takes a glance around at your companions to find quality entertainment.

Hearing Light's voice, Nova looks up from his spot by the bonfire, a whetstone and repair powder sitting beside their owner's beloved halberd. Cocking an eyebrow, he replies with as good of an answer as he can manage, "I don't know. Wasn't really paying attention. Too much insanity -- more so than usual, might I add -- for me to focus on one single thing." A moment's pause ensues as a devious thought occurs to the half-bored Knight, "Though...I believe that it was Chester that you needed to 'give a talking to' before you apparently fell asleep."

Chester looked at Nova "Why?"
 
Habit laughs and taps Light's shoulder. "Nova's messing with you. Don't worry about it."
 
Alexia runs past the burning goo, dipping her Dragon Greatsword into it as she goes. She also launches another flurry of bolts at Frakir's brother.
Frakir's brother quirks his finger and a wave of flame intercepts the bolts, altering their flight path. A wave of his hand sets up a break of fire, limiting paths to him and periodically sending small bolts at Alexis Drakos.
 
Habit laughs and taps Light's shoulder. "Nova's messing with you. Don't worry about it."

"Yeah, I'm just fucking with you. A bit of mischief and orchestrating hilarious set-ups never hurt anyone. Well, except for Chester. And about sixty percent of the player-base," Nova chuckles as he returns to performing maintenance on his halberd. Regardless of what everyone else said about its limited move set, the halberd still hit hard and (relatively) fast. That was good enough for Nova to keep it and make it his main weapon, at least until he found a Black Knight Halberd. But, knowing the luck of most of the players, the game would likely be over by the time the poor Knight found such a godsend of a weapon.

(I used the halberd pretty much ALL the way through the game. Had good attack and reach, and the damage scaling and upgrade scaling was perfect for me. It got me all the way through to Gwyn, who (if my memory from several months ago is correct) was utterly wrecked with the combined power of the Halberd and Solaire the Sunbro.)
 
Alexia grins as she easily avoids the blasts, using the advantage to move closer.

(OOC, what was that dice roll thing?)
 
"Yeah, I'm just fucking with you. A bit of mischief and orchestrating hilarious set-ups never hurt anyone. Well, except for Chester. And about sixty percent of the player-base," Nova chuckles as he returns to performing maintenance on his halberd. Regardless of what everyone else said about its limited move set, the halberd still hit hard and (relatively) fast. That was good enough for Nova to keep it and make it his main weapon, at least until he found a Black Knight Halberd. But, knowing the luck of most of the players, the game would likely be over by the time the poor Knight found such a godsend of a weapon.

(I used the halberd pretty much ALL the way through the game. Had good attack and reach, and the damage scaling and upgrade scaling was perfect for me. It got me all the way through to Gwyn, who (if my memory from several months ago is correct) was utterly wrecked with the combined power of the Halberd and Solaire the Sunbro.)

Light takes out a bag of popcorn that he hid in his bag for just in case of moments like these and takes a few bites and sayys "yeah, chester is pretty used to it at this point."
 
Alexia grins as she easily avoids the blasts, using the advantage to move closer.

(OOC, what was that dice roll thing?)
Frakir's brother keeps sending out projectiles, and crushes two vials in his hand. The trap is set.

Ooc: Basically, this puts is against each other. Either we decide who wins through what would sound better, or we roll dice.
Frakir's brother threw 1 100-faced dice. Reason: Aim Total: 22
22 22
 
(OOC: how do you use it?)

Alexia aims at Frakir's brother's leg, still dodging. Her shot impacts with her target.

(Manual D100 roll for aim: 65)
 
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Frakir's brother bends around the impact, then sparks the tar on his hands. A horizontal wave of flame forms, covering a 180° arc.

Ooc: the d 100 represents magnitude, how much of something. You roll it in the forum by looking at the bottom of your post after it is put up and clicking more options.
Frakir's brother threw 1 100-faced dice. Reason: Does my aim still suck? Total: 13
13 13
Frakir's brother threw 1 100-faced dice. Reason: How hot is it? Total: 30
30 30
 
Frakir's brother jumps back and backpedaled, yanking a wave of flame from the still-burning chemicals behind Alexis Drakos, spinning it around him.
Ooc: Wow, my rolls suck.
Frakir's brother threw 1 100-faced dice. Reason: Fire storm! Total: 13
13 13
 
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Alexia stows Avelyn and holds her Greatsword two-handed before charging forward and delivering a massive sweep at Frakir's brother.

(OOC: Yeah!)
Alexia_Drakos threw 1 100-faced dice. Reason: Power Attack Total: 81
81 81
 
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Frakir's brother desperately dives forward, towards Alexis Drakos, and attempts to pull out as much fire as he could.
Frakir's brother threw 1 100-faced dice. Reason: Screw you Lady Luck! Total: 29
29 29
 
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