Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

Grounds


@shadowstrikr25 @folclor @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


James growled as he felt his spell dissipate without hearing Reagan's pained scream.  He climbed to his feet, glad that the painkiller spell was still in effect, and began to walk through the burning forest.  A set of burning shuriken began to orbit above him as he walked, looking back and forth between the burning trees.  (Fiery Shuriken)


"Come out come out little lightning bug."  James said in a singsong voice.  "I've got a surprise for you.  I'm sure you'll just die when you see it."


Every so often he'd pass an unburnt tree, which he'd set alight with a snap of his fingers.  He'd burn this whole forest to the ground if that's what it took.  One way or another, he'd win this stupid tournament.
 
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Forest


@TommyGun15 @shadowstrikr25 @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Well... there was nothing for it.  Her opponents were moving too quickly (or using shields) for her sniper rifle to be of use.  Quickly, she murmured a spell before swallowing a bit of tender.  Her body rapidly heated and she changed her weapon from its sniper rifle form to its scythe.  Jumping down, she ran into the flames.  While her clothes momentarily caught, while her skin was burned, she came through alive, which was a lot more than could be said for her capabilities before the prayer. (Firebelly)


Her blade ignited and she bounded toward James.  She would figure out how to get past his shield when she got to him.  It couldn't last for too long, could it?  And if she hit Reagan in the meantime, that would be fine.  She only had three minutes of fire resistance.  Whether or not she spat fire in that time, she would at least not die so quickly in this heat.


As she came close enough to James, she opened her mouth and breathed a cone of flame at him.  While it wouldn't go through his shield on its own, she was hoping that the mounting heat and the resulting grass fire beneath his feet would be enough to do some sort of harm.


Arena


@StartingOver


Nishira chuckled.  "Oh, pet, you have lots to learn yet.  Now, let's see how the children are doing.  See anything you like?  Be thinking of how you'd like to change your pet.  I'll give you some freedom with that."  She couldn't help but find James's distress amusing, shaking her head as the boy seemed to try and burn her forest down.  "What do you think?  Should we flood the area?"
 
Grounds


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James grinned as he saw Why'nn bounding towards him launching the fire shurikens at Why'nn with a wave of his hand.  But to his surprise, the projectiles merely fizzled out on her skin, dealing no apparent damage.  She followed this up with a cone of fire, which was deflected by James's shield, although he winced as the ground below him caught on fire from the heat.  With a thought he summoned a small downpour of water to quench the flames, his previous spell allowing him to ignore most of the pain, reducing it to a mild stinging in his feet.  (Create Water)


Then James retaliated with a pair of spells of his own, sort of stacked on top of each other.  The first was a sonic scream that would hopefully damage Why'nn's eardrums, possibly even deafening her for a bit.  The second spell would create a 50 mph wind that he hoped would push her back, or at least prevent her from getting any closer.  (Ear Piercing Scream Gust of Wind)


"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
 
Forest


@TommyGun15 @shadowstrikr25 @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


The scream was loud, almost eardrum shattering, but Why'nn managed to keep from being dazed.  The wind was keeping her back and she knew that breathing fire at him would do nothing but blow it back in her face.  Instead, she centered herself and uttered another prayer and thrust her hand out at him.  His mind, if he failed to escape the spell, would be wrapped in visions of his possible afterlife. (Early Judgement, roll a d20.  DC16)


As soon as she was able, she rolled out of the way of the gust of wind.  It was only then that she noticed the blood trailing from her ears.  She shook her head, blinking a couple times as she realized that, while she might not be deafened, sounds were certainly strange now and a bit disorienting.  Still, she jumped forward.  If the shield dropped she would swing at him with her scythe.  Otherwise, she'd roll out of the way again.
 
Grounds


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(Can't find the dice roller.  Used real dice, rolled a 19)


James's mind felt a bit dizzy, but he shook off the spell and managed to raised his barrier again before Why'nn could plunge her blade into his stomach.  James glared at Why'nn as her weapon hit his barrier.


"Why'nn, I can't say I don't understand what you did.  I just hope you understand, that I am still absolutely livid right now!"


James snapped his fingers, and the ground suddenly dropped out from beneath Why'nn into an enormous yawning pit, at least 10 feet across and 30 feet deep.   Assuming that Why'nn didn't somehow scramble to safety, James would follow this up by launching a blast of frigid air into the pit, which would cover both the walls, and Why'nn, in a layer of frost.  (Frost Fall Create Pit)
 
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Forest


@TommyGun15


Why'nn just barely managed to scramble to safety. "We agreed to fight our hardest. I am sorry for your loss, but this is as war." Still moving, she avoided the frost, the blood from her ears finally seeming to stop and her mind was working double time to figure out how to get past his shield.


It occurred to her that her best option was to further enrage him so he either lost control or forgot his surroundings and fell into his own pit.  "I have never had the pleasure of tasting owl. After this battle I shall find her body. Assuming something else has not already consumed her, of course..." Her attempts at goading him into further outrage were tame compared to what she originally thought of saying. It seemed her feelings for him had taken the bite out of her words.
 
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Grounds


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James growled as Why'nn goaded him, too enraged to realize that she was goading him.  A swirling black orb appeared in his hand, which he launched at Why'nn.  However, it merely sailed past her, landing behind her.  A black portal opened up in the ground, and the scent of blood filled the air as a trio of blood soaked skeletons emerged from the portal.  James dropped a second, smaller orb at his feet, and a fourth bloody skeleton emerged from the ground.  The 4 skeletons advanced on Why'nn from either side, blood dripping from their bones as they reached for her with sharpened bone claws.  (Summon Monster 1 & 2: Bloody Skeleton)


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Behind him, James's pit slowly refilled as the spell timed out, the pit spell only designed to last about 30 seconds.
 
Subspace Ivela's Room


@Mad Prince of Sanity


Ivela watched as Shard tried to answer her question in seemingly the most confusing way possible. She hadn't thought that her question would be that difficult to answer. She was a tad bit shocked to learn what he actually is, and that probably showed on her face for a moment before she wiped it away. 


'So...he's literally a piece of madness? That explains a lot.' She thought, letting out a short snicker. Ivela shook her head, berating herself for not focusing on his rather confusing explanation. It made little to no sense. As Shard took her hat off of her head to ruffle her hair, she unconsciously started to reach up to take her hat back. She snapped out of it after a second, returning her hands to her side. He would give it back, he gave it to her after all.


"So you essentially use...madness?" She asked, still unsure. "Or do you warp reality to your will...because reality is whatever you view it as?" Either way, Ivela didn't expect an answer to that one. With the way he seemed to answer questions it would only confuse her even more. Her head was fried.


She was really just trying to figure out what he meant, and tuned out a bit of his babbling, although she was still listening on one level. When he mentioned Killua, her full undivided attention snapped back to him.


"Was that in my file?" She asked. As memory served she hadn't talked much about Killua, him being such a touchy subject. However, she decided that it didn't really matter how he knew about Killua or her family. She also chose to ignore his sentence about being esoteric. Mentioning that she could possibly outshine the little brat- er, her darling baby brother, was like dangling a satchel of gold over the head of a miser. The prospect of furthering her Nen was very enticing to her, but she could further develop her hatsu on her own. That couldn't really be taught. The advanced techniques had to be taught, but she understood the basics, so she could always improve those herself. 


No, what was even more enticing were the things she didn't know she was capable of. She didn't know exactly what he was referring to, but the idea of becoming stronger through techniques that she had likely never even heard of excited her. All her life Ivela had been looking for ways to become stronger, usually in order to please her parents, but her training had always been limited to Nen and various assassination techniques. It had been ages since she actually chose to pay attention long enough to learn something new.


Mostly because she had been whining and wasting away for the 2 years prior that she had been at this school. It was essentially her fault, and she felt a tad bit ashamed because of that. She had become lax in her training. Her fingers twitched from where her hands rested at her sides as she became slightly irritated with herself. 


"I am most capable of reaching my full potential in Nen myself." She informed him in a tone that bore no annoyance. It was a shame that she would never truly surpass Killua where Nen was involved, but with the 'other things' Shard mentioned she would be able to make up for the difference in potential. "What other things shall you teach me?" Ivela inquired, obviously extremely interested in them. 


She had always been exceptionally curious to learn about a new concept once she heard about it. That was what had led her to inquire about Nen in the first place when she was younger. 


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Arena


Not interacting with anybody at the moment


Lillith licked her lips as she watched the children fight. She vaguely registered hearing Scarlet say something, but as she had already decided to tune her out, she heard nothing. Instead she was acutely interested in the strength of these children.


"She really is training soldiers here, isn't she Nathan?" They were positively scrumptious. She imagined their blood would not taste as good as the blood of her Chevaliers, not that she had any more than  ever since she killed her first love, but they wouldn't be terrible. They would certainly give her a boost. "Delectable." She whispered. Had she been feeling less lazy she probably would have made a run for the forest to hunt, but she hadn't wanted to hunt in a long time. Ever since she killed her sister, it was not as much fun. Nobody had provided as much of a challenge as her twin.


Lillith usually made Nathan hunt down her prey when she didn't feel like it. 'Well, my Nathan is absent at the moment isn't he?'
 
Forest


@TommyGun15 @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @shadowstrikr25


Why'nn looked about her, noticing the new undead, and pouted a bit.  'If this situation were different I would hug all of them.'  Instead, her body was surrounded with a gray light and a burst of energy shot out from her.  Immediately, James would feel the damage from the blast.  The look in Why'nn's eyes said, 'I can hurt you even with your shield.'  (Channel Energy)


The scythe, humming with life, began to move.  It was almost as if this were a dance.  The opponents knew their moves, dodging, ducking, slashing, and Why'nn knew hers.  Though one of the skeletons managed to sink its claws into Why'nn's midsection, the whirling scythe soon found its mark, obliterating the adversary.  With two of the skeletons down and two more to go, it seemed that the cleric-in-training had forgotten the cardinal rule of this type of undead.  She had not sprinkled the remains with holy water, had not cast any hallowing spells.  At this point she glanced at James.


"Anger suits you," she began.  Her words were interrupted as she parried a blow from one of the remaining skeletons.  "Shall I kill Pale Luna next?"
 
Grounds


@shadowstrikr25 @folclor @Grim Wraithe Stjerna

James grit his teeth, falling to one knee as the negative energy washed over him, his shield falling.  He stood and began walking towards Why'nn, his hands glowing with magical energy.  Then he stopped.  He began to grin, then laugh, almost maniacally.


"Oh my god.  I actually forgot about Pale Luna.  Thank you Why'nn, you're the best."


James snapped his fingers, and Why'nn's weapon would begin to spark, the plasma blade starting to fade in and out of existence.  It would also start becoming very uncooperative when Why'nn tried to shift it into gun form, and the gun form would start to jam fairly frequently.  In short the weapon wasn't destroyed, but it wouldn't function at full effectiveness either.  (Break Object)


"I understand it's what you had to do.  And I've chosen to be a better person."


James whistled, and Pale Luna swooped down from the sky above.  James climbed on her back, then grinned at Why'nn as the fallen skeletons began to piece themselves back together, dried blood taking the place of broken or missing bones.


"I'm taking the high road today."


James whistled again, and Pale Luna took off, flying high over to burning trees.  Less than a minute later, Pale Luna dived at Why'nn, James casting a spell as they soared overhead.  A beam of force shot down a Why'nn, roaring like a cannonball.  It wasn't lethal, but a direct hit from it could easily leave a person unconscious, which wasn't a ideal state to be in during a fight to the death.  (Subduing Ray)
 
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Forest


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When the blade failed, Why'nn began using her weapon as a quarterstaff instead.  It proved just as effective against the skeletons and she remembered the holy water this time.  However, distracted by the skeletons, she failed to dodge the ray of energy.  It didn't knock her unconscious, though she did wince.  Annoyed at this, she breathed fire at the remaining two skeletons and doused their remains in holy water.


'There is nothing like an actual scythe...'  Having kept her old scythe, a weapon of Faerunian make and a proper bladed tool with no transformative capabilities, the girl swapped the high tech weapon for its simpler alternative.  Leaping at James, she aimed to sink the blade into his shoulder and knock him off his mount.


"Morality is not king on the battlefield."  Her words were calm.  Her eyes seemed to glow a moment in a way that Delrick would recognize.  James would feel fear gripping at his heart and mind, threatening to overthrow his sensibilities. (Fear)
 
Grounds


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James screamed as the blade of the scythe carved into his shoulder, tumbling from Pale Luna's back.  Gripped by panic, he wildly cast the first spell that came to mind, and his fall began to slow, until he landed safely on the ground, albiet lying on his back.  (Feather Fall)


Gritting his teeth, James reached out, and his hand glowed black.  A spectral hand shot up at Why'nn, trying to grab her by the head.  Sparks danced along the ghostly hand's fingers as it floated up towards her, Pale Luna bursting into motes of soft white light before Why'nn could try to grab on.  James winced as he maneuvered the hand, as it had to be formed out of a chunk of his own life energy.  It would return when the hand dissipated, but for now it was fairly taxing.  (Shocking Grasp  Spectral Hand)
 
Forest


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Why'nn had hit the ground before James, tucking and rolling to lessen the impact on her structure.  She recognized this attack and remembered the kind of harm it would do if she was caught.  As flashes of memory danced through her mind, she did her best to evade the spectral hand.  However, it eventually grabbed her arm and delivered a blow.  The girl cried out, almost dropping from the pain.


Using this pain as energy, she shot forward, her hand reaching out as she attempted to grab him by the throat.  If she managed to grab him blood would pour from his orifices and he would feel fatigue wash over him.  As she was reaching with her cybernetic arm, she would also begin to crush his windpipe.
 
Grounds


@shadowstrikr25 @folclor @Grim Wraithe Stjerna

James let the hand dissipate as Why'nn charged at him.  His hands sparked to deliver another attack, but then he got an idea.  He'd seen what Why'nn had done before by touching someone, and figured she'd try to do the same now.  If he attacked her openly, she'd retaliate, and probably kill him.  But if he gambled a bit...


James began to scream again as blood began to well from his body, only to have it choked off by the blood running from his mouth.  But James used this as a way to distract Why'nn, as behind her, his sword had begun to rise into the air.  James focused, and the sword began to glow with a white light.  Then it sailed at Why'nn, arcing forward to sever her head before she could close her metal hand around his neck.  (True Strike)
 
Forest


@TommyGun15 @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @shadowstrikr25


Steel bit into her flesh and as soon as she felt it sail toward the other side of her neck, she shifted, sacrificing the hold so she could angle her body, causing his sword to bite downward, into her collarbone instead.  The metal lodged there and it was clear it would take quite a bit of force to pull it free.  Blood gushed forth from the slice into her artery and the deep cut into her bone itself.  She staggered, her grip weakened and her hand fell from his neck.  As she fell against him, covering him in her blood.  Her life was fleeting as she met his gaze.  She was only able to utter one last word, "Run."


The light left her eyes.  Her body was limp.  For several minutes, the forest was quiet around them.  If James was sickened by killing Scarlet, this would likely be a hundred times worse.  His sword was still stuck in her body.  If he wanted it out, he'd have to put all of his strength into it.  Her body still held heat and her face, eyes half-lidded, mouth partially open, looked as if she was frozen in the middle of speaking.  At the same time, the area around James would begin growing deathly cold.
 
Arena


@folclor


"What changes do I want?" Scarlet tapped her chin. "Hmmmmm for starters she needs to stop being scared of women. " she thought about what would benfit her more. "She needs to show some more skin in her wardrobe. I can feed on her and not effect her in the slightlest." She grinned. "Maybe some crop tops and shorts, some more tanks." She grinned. "She also needs to shed this shy formal girl mentality she has. It annoys me to no end. I want her to be outgoing and fun. I want her to be sweet and nice, but blood thirsty and evil when the time comes."
 
Grounds


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James's eyes widened as the air around his got colder, he'd seen this happen to her before.  He whistled, and Pale Luna swooped down from the sky.  James climbed onto her back and she flew him away as he clung to her, shivering and bleeding.  Pale Luna's horn glowed white, as she began to cast healing spells on him, just enough to get him back in fighting shape without expending all of her healing spells.  She could probably get him back on his feet one more time today before that was it.  Below them, the forest fire was starting to peter out now that James wasn't constantly feeding it.


About 3 miles away, Pale Luna dropped James off in a small clearing, sitting beside him.  He was still sore, but most of the remaining injuries were superficial.  It was only now that the adrenaline was leaving that he was able to catch his breath and think about what had just happened.  He'd just killed Why'nn.  He knew she'd be revived after the fight, but he'd still killed her.  He wasn't sure if he should've been disgusted with himself, or elated that he'd managed to beat her.  Either way, there were two other people in this forest, and now that wraith too.  But right now, James just wanted to rest.  James cast an alarm spell to alert him if anything approached, then laid his head on Pale Luna's side, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.  (Alarm)
 
The Arena


@StartingOver


"Well, that'll certainly be interesting to watch."  The headmistress chuckled at Scarlet's words.  It would be fun to see how her pet would change the girl.  "Speaking of her... looks like James struck a killing blow."  The mirror seemed to linger on Why'nn's dead body a moment before it pulled back just slightly.  Those who had watched her fight with Ivela would know what was going on.


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Forest


@TommyGun15 @Grim Wraithe Stjerna @shadowstrikr25


Why'nn's body changed.  Her facial features melted away to a blank, white mask with an eerie grin stretched across it.  Her body became a cloud of shadows, her right hand grew jagged claws.  The body rose, the sword fell.  The Visage was unleashed onto the battlefield.  It would've loved to devour the young sorcerer, but he fled, so it changed course, heading toward the river where it remembered the strange otter man escaping.
 
===Gareth===


The Arena


Who cares? Something interesting finally happened.


Gareth watched the fight in fascination as the two combatants tore into each other with everything they had. "Finally. Took too damn long." He smiled at the bloodshed until James finally dispatched Why'nn. His pupils turned into pinpricks as he saw all the blood fly out. "I... want to... grr...." He had to restrain himself. Restraint meant the Headmistress would let him kill as much prey as he wanted. He had to think of the future, and the grace of the only person above him on the food chain.


When Why'nn transformed, Gareth growled in irritation. "Worse than quirks... I'd slice that thing into sheds... Hope it bleeds..." He began gently stroking his scy-fle, as if reassuring it that it would be used for inflicting pain soon enough.


===Reagan===


The Forest


@folclor @TommyGun15 @Grim Wraithe Stjerna


Reagan quickly extended a portion of her backpack and used her wrench to undo the bolt holding it in place. She quickly extended the rod, forming a sort of staff. 'Mizzium, it'll conduct my electricity, what little I have, anyways. just need to...' She heard something pass by overhead, hazarding a glance, she saw... that flying horse. 'He's totally on that thing, isn't he? But... why didn't he come down and attack? Did he not see me?' Reagan waited until the shadow passed before she started her trek through the forest, walking towards James' resting place. Her guard was up more than usual. If James wasn't going to try and attack her, what was he running from? She kept looking around nervously, slowly walking towards her target, coincidentally moving away from the Visage.


MANA: 13%
 
The Burning Forest (What the hells?!)


@folclor @TommyGun15 @shadowstrikr25


----Grim----


Grim heard the starting whistle, even below the surface of the water. Nodding to himself, knowing he'd be out of clear line of sight, he reached into his satchel and began connecting the wires and detonators to the block of what looked like clay. Flicking a switch a red light blinked once then extinguished, letting him know it was armed.  Once he was satisfied he prepared a second similar looking block of clay. 


After a few more minutes work he slowly made his way to the surface, his nose and eyes barely breaking the surface. He could smell the burning woods (Damn mages!), the hint of gunpowder he knew would be Why'nn, and the pervasive charged scent of high voltage discharge.  '.Dey ain't wastin' time. Mayhaps one o' dem is dead.' Thigh he didn't truly believe that this early in the round, he could hope. 


Slowly making his way to the bank, he silently slipped from the cool water and quickly scurried to dense grove of bushes that hadn't caught fire. While it saddened and angered him to see the forest burn, it wasn't the first time he'd seen it. Working quickly and efficiently he buried the device and covered it with turf, leaves and branches. No one would be able to tell it was there. He set it to detonate when motion was directly in front of it. The blast would go out in all directions for about 40 yards, sending anything in its path flying. The explosion would also topple tree of old growth as well. With the potential to ignite anything within in two yards of the device. 


In the distance he could hear the sounds of magical combat and shouts. 'Gud! Stay busy.'


The otter moved further down the bank, shaking the excess water from him and ensuring he left no easily followed trail. Instead of planting the second clay block device, he woodland warrior reached into his bag and pulled out a green block, about the size of a small book, but it was slightly curved with two small protrusions on the top. Folding down two sets of scissor-like stake legs he stabbed them into the ground angling the convex edge away from the water's edge. When he triggered the device it would explode outward in 60° arc. Sending shrapnel, concussive blast wave and a heat wave as far out as  255 yards. The force in that explosion would be enough to knock down mature trees, and anyone caught anywhere in that arc would be shredded. And even if they were standing to either side or behind it, they would still be in danger of the above damage as far a 50 yards unless they had solid cover between them and the explosion. When the claymore mine was set the mustelid checked around him. 


The sounds of combat had quieted, the fur at the back of his neck rose. Drawing his right pistol, he sniffed the air and listened as he quickly moved down the river bank. The otter followed the rivers edge for a few yards them cut inland. Suspecting he would be on the outside edge of what had been the combat zone. 


Sinking to a knee behind an old growth oak, he watched as Why'nn was overtaken by the visage. He shuddered at the sight of the creature, feeling the peternatural cold and the goosebumps the undead elisseted from him. He watched as the creature moved off towards the direction of the river. The otter remained quiet until it was no longer visible, he suspected he would hear the explosion from the Semtex device soon, if he guessed her path correctly. 


Sniffing the air he faintly picked up Regans scent, or more precisely the scent of electricity. He moved in that direction, his pistol up and ready to fire should be spot any of the other combatants. His ears tuned to sounds of the quiet forest, his nose filtering through of the foreign smells that combat brought. 


----Delrick----


My chambers


Rather attending the gathering in the arena with the rest of the staff, the monk remained in his room watching the events unfold from the monitor in his room. A hot cup of fresh coffee in his hand, watching intently as the students to their strengths and tried to use their enemies weaknesses. 


Watching Why'nn and James fight, he felt as though the sorcerer should have been incapacitated by his apprentices strike, but knew there were many types of magics in the multi-verse that could have been in play to negate the blow. 


When he saw the sword land it's fatal blow he grimaced slightly, having felt a similar strike many times before. Though the bound he felt Why'nn slip away as the Visage climbed to the fore. He felt a mild amount of disappointment that she hadn't been able to predict the sword coming from behind her, but he was upset with himself for not pushing her harder. If the headmistress deemed her worth the effort to bring her back, Delrick would push her training harder. 
 
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Grounds


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When Reagan got close enough to him, James's eyes snapped open as the alarm spell sent a small alert into his mind.  He quietly sat up and began casting spells, hoping to give himself a leg up.  He thought quickly, what spells did he have left?  All he had were a few buffs, a summoning spell, and cantrips.  And his Will of course.  It was then that he remembered the nature magic Acantha had taught him over the weekend.


The first thing he did was cast two minor spells, one taught by Imalia, and the other taught by Acantha, which did pretty much the same thing by summoning a bunch of tiny animals.  Half a dozen pit vipers slithered down from the trees above, despite the certainty that moments ago the tree had been empty.  Finally he cast a larger spell, and a much larger pit viper slithered forward, at least twice a big as the rest.  James whistled and pointed in the direction of the alarm and the pit vipers slithered off, using the trees as cover.  When the vipers found someone (i.e. Reagan) they would drop from the trees on top of her and attempt to sink their fangs into her.  (Nature's Ally  Minor Ally  Minor Monster)


Then James cast a pair of spells on himself.  The first made him turn invisible, simple enough.  The second was a bit more difficult to explain.  It made his hands and feet stick to things, like walls and ceilings, allowing him to climb vertical, or even horizontal surfaces with ease.  (Invisibility Spider Climb)


James nodded and began to climb a tree, hiding himself across the clearing from where the intruder (Reagan) would enter.  Assuming they got past the vipers that is.
 
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Forest


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna @TommyGun15 @shadowstrikr25


HP - 24


Potions left - 3 Cure Moderate Wounds


The visage flew closer to the river, looking about to see if it could catch the otter man's trail.  However, as it flew it heard a beep, then a massive sound.  The undead demon was thrown backward, scorched by the explosion.  After a moment or two the undead thing got up.  The grin was still in place and it let out a chuckle, high pitched and cold.  It seemed to look into whatever was allowing them to see, waving at the audience.  The creature reached into Why'nn's bag and pulled out a glass bottle filled with a blue liquid.  After presenting it to the viewers, it uncorked the bottle and downed the contents.


The visage stopped moving, then doubled over.  It shrank into itself, leaving Why'nn to gasp for air, her eyes widening as the slice into her neck began to close.  Looking about, she recognized she was closer to the water than she should've been and that there was a fairly large hole in the ground in front of her.  The glass bottle was still in her hand and she corked it, stowing it in her bag and taking out another.  After drinking the second potion she barely seemed hurt.  Standing, she stretched and looked about her.


'Explosives must mean Grim has trapped this area.  It is unlikely he is here as he is not the type for coy combat.  No.  He would head for the action.'  Electricity crackled in the air.  'Reagan...  She must be running from him.  Either that or hiding to heal.  I would not put it above James to leave on Pale Luna.  If he did, he would not be fool enough to remain close.'  So she had a few options.  Her best was to attempt to track Grim, but that would be almost impossible.  'This is one of the few times I should thank the abomination.'  The girl looked to the sky, clasped her hands, and whispered a few words of gratitude in her native tongue.  After that, she tracked her own path back to find her scythe.  'Why did it heal me, anyway?'


Now armed, she jumped into the trees and followed the crackle of electricity.  'If I must fight Reagan first, I shall.'  It bothered her that James had not been incapacitated by her blow to his shoulder.  Thinking back, she would've thought he would be unable to use that arm.  However, she cleared her mind of the doubts, knowing they would distract her.  Perhaps her folly was, more, expecting her opponents to fail because they were outlanders.  She had been arrogant.  That was not a mistake she'd repeat.
 
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The Forest


@folclor @TommyGun15 @shadowstrikr25


The otter followed the scent until he was close enough to hear Reagan breathing and muttering; he stopped behind a tree and slowly and silently drew his left pistol and watched for a moment. She was extending some sort of staff or rod. He curiously tilted his head as she worked, but when paused and looked up so did he. 


The undead flying horse. The very thought of that thing made his lip snarl. 'Glad we ain't in de arena, cause you ain't comin' back from de Hellsgates ou' 're.' When he looked back to Reagan he saw she was moving cautiously forward, in the direction the unnatural abomination went. 'Mayhaps I'll get two fish on one 'ook.'


The otter waited until she was a good distance ahead of him before he began moving. He holstered his pistols and reached into his bag, pulling out two spherical shaped objects with rings at the top. He knew that the standard version of these were the M68 fragmentation grenades, which normally had an effective casualty radius of 15 yards.


The versions he held however had been modified so that half of the energy used to cause the explosion was purely arcane, the other half was conventional ballistic force. While those two combined caused most of the up close damage (out to 10 yards) the rest of it would still be caused by the adamantine fragments flying at terminal velocity. Ripping, tearing, cutting, slashing, and stabbing through the unfortunate targets. The destructive lethal radius was still 15 yards, though anyone within 10 yards would also be susceptible to sonic damage from the explosion itself; this would cause them to be temporarily stunned/deafened for several seconds after the blast if they survived it. 


Grim stayed off to Reagan's left side by about 5 yards, moving quietly so as to not agitate the clearly on edge female charged with electrical energy. Through the relative silence of the unnatural forest the otter was able to hear James chanting as he cast his first set of spells, and moved to within 50 feet of the unsuspecting mage. 


Not waiting to find out how many spells the mage had, Grim pulled the pins on both grenades and lobbed the first one to land within a few feet in front of James. The second he put more effort into the lob, sending it arcing over his head while he was directing the large serpent and before he began casting the second set of spells. Both grenades were thrown with a second of each other. Once they struck the ground, or any surface or abrupt stops, they would detonate, catching James, Reagan, all the tiny vipers as well as the large viper. And Grim. But he was aware of the the blast radius and as soon as he had thrown them, the otter leapt backwards falling to the ground and began drawing his pistols as the first explosion would be going off. 


----Delrick-----


My chambers


Shifting his focus he split the screen in two so that he could view a larger overhead area of the forest with indicators on where each student was and keep a close area view on the Visage. 


The monk sipped his coffee and watched as James moved away from Why'nn, then shortly after the Why'nn/Visage moved towards the river. Likely trying to find the otter, who was well away from there and moving to intercept Reagan by the look of it. 


An odd movement caught his eye I the view of the Visage. It was waving and appearing to... Smile? "Something is not right with that creature." He made a note to refresh himself on the creature that inhabited his apprentice. He grinned and chuckled to himself as the thing pulled out a potion, he recognized as one of the healing potions the nurses have each student. "Oh you silly creature, the harm you do yourself." He simply watched as it feel to its own doing. 


Delrick was pleased Why'nn had regained control of herself, though he would still present her with more difficult training from here on out. She would feel his stern pride in that she was back. 
 
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Forest


@Grim Wraithe Stjerna @TommyGun15 @shadowstrikr25


HP - 24


Potions - 3 Cure Moderate Wounds


Explosions!  They were still a bit off, but Why'nn headed toward them at a sprint, careful of the terrain.  Eventually, she dropped from the trees and ran along the ground, finding that she would likely have better traction and an easier chance of cover there.  As she ran, she switched scythes, pulling out her mechanical one.  Once she got close enough to the action, close enough to see Grim and Reagan (even if she couldn't see James through the explosions), she went into cover behind a tree and did as much maintenance as she could to fix her weapon.  It still wasn't happy about changing to its sniper form.  She felt her father's pride wash over her, but she refused to let it distract from the task at hand.


Once it was in the correct form, she rolled over, onto her stomach, and took aim.  Still about 300 feet away, she aimed for Grim's head and fired.  The gun jammed.  Why'nn fixed the jam, only mildly perturbed, and took aim again.  Once more, she fired at the otter's head.  This time, the weapon cooperated.  As soon as the shot was out, she slipped the sniper rifle into her bag and pulled out her bladed scythe again, moving up from cover to cover.  It was likely that, if her shot was off (which was possible with her pounding head and slightly blurred vision) or he moved and got hit elsewhere, he'd be looking back at her and he had closer range guns than she did.
 
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Grounds


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As James was casting the last summoning spell, he felt another alert as someone else entered the Arena.  Hoping to throw whoever it was off, he didn't react, and finished casting his spell, only to find a grenade arcing towards him.  He instinctively reached out and grabbed it with his Will.  Then it exploded at around the same time the second grenade did, pelting James front and back with shrapnel.  James let his arms fall to his sides as blood ran down his body.  The False Life spell from earlier was still in effect, and wisps of black smoke poured from his wounds.  Pale Luna seemed fine, but she'd flown to safety.  James stood perfectly still for a moment, then fell to the ground.
 
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