The sheer size of the drop yawning below would have stunned him if he would have taken more than two seconds to look at it, but now, Imuiel did not fear it. It was a fierce adversary, but it was due respect, not blind fear. If you feared something, it controlled you--but if you knew it, understood it, you were its master. Courage was an unusual sensation, particularly when he was certain it did not belong to him.
105-23=82
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Character name: Imuiel. Character appearance: Solid gray, though surprisingly tall and thin. His face shows a clear beak and appears to be a mask, and his heart is a deep blue. His fingers end in points that could be called short claws, but aside from those features, he's simply gray nothingness. Link to Heart Log:[ x ] Current HP: 40/40. Current weapon equipped:Simple Destruction.
And there was that voice from before, pleasant and reassuring. Imuiel knew what he was doing now, and the feeling of peace lasted just long enough to take him over what appeared to be the literal edge of the world.
Well, they had certainly named that feature appropriately.
82-13=69snort
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Character name: Imuiel. Character appearance: Solid gray, though surprisingly tall and thin. His face shows a clear beak and appears to be a mask, and his heart is a deep blue. His fingers end in points that could be called short claws, but aside from those features, he's simply gray nothingness. Link to Heart Log:[ x ] Current HP: 40/40. Current weapon equipped:Simple Destruction.
That was all she had time to think before a curl of fog seemed to slap her in the face, and then the glider was pinwheeling down, flames devouring it and her too and she felt fear and terror well beyond anything she'd ever felt and-
With a wrench, the flames were torn away, and she realized her glider was whole, had never been burning - but it had fallen quite a ways. She'd lost control. She trembled and clung to the support struts as best she could.
136 feet remaining
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Character name: Naian Character appearance: A faded grey figure with a blue heart. Link to Heart Log:Here Current HP: 30/30 Current weapon equipped: None
She saw the fog and tried to swerve, but she was too slow and her stomach wrenched as the flames reappeared. The horizon shuddered and burned, and she cried out for her Goddess until the vision left her.
The clouds were so close now. They felt cold.
38 feet remaining
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Character name: Naian Character appearance: A faded grey figure with a blue heart. Link to Heart Log:Here Current HP: 30/30 Current weapon equipped: None
With a moan, Naian and her glider vanished into the clouds. The world went white and clammy and-
-suddenly she was standing on the cliffs again. She tottered forward and fell to her knees.
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Character name: Naian Character appearance: A faded grey figure with a blue heart. Link to Heart Log:Here Current HP: 30/30 Current weapon equipped: None
Torvil rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6Total: 6 (1-6)
Posted: Fri Aug 09, 2013 9:59 pm
[Entering]
Zealot decided he would try his hand at the glider, feeling that maybe some time in the air would clear his head and help him focus. Plus, the chance at attaining another blessing was something he could not overlook - not even a little.
So he started winding up the mechanism on the glider. After what felt like was just he right amount of tension, he hopped into the glider. He was suddenly surprised to find himself gliding out into the fog.
Okay... Now what!
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Character name: Zealot He Character appearance:Grey humanoid shape with a blue core wearing an open tunic and vest in grey tones. Clawed hands and the beginning of horns also appear. Link to Heart LogHeart Log Current HP 30/30 Current weapon equipped N/A
Good feelings gone--now it was down to the wire. The flight grew more troubled as the air seemed to rebel against the glider, causing Imuiel to jerk as he tried to make up for the sudden change. So far, he was managing--he had yet to see how well he would do. He didn't feel as if he had a lot of time.
Roll 1/5. Numbers needed: 10, 6, 2.
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Character name: Imuiel. Character appearance: Solid gray, though surprisingly tall and thin. His face shows a clear beak and appears to be a mask, and his heart is a deep blue. His fingers end in points that could be called short claws, but aside from those features, he's simply gray nothingness. Link to Heart Log:[ x ] Current HP: 40/40. Current weapon equipped:Simple Destruction.
That first wake up, the very first one back when she was only a small thing without a color, had been pretty impactful. It had been important, enlightening. This wake up was mediocre. But, she was awake nonetheless! With a small grunt directed at her own continued incompetence, the girl pushed herself to her feet and hurried over to the glider. It was easy to get it going now that she knew how and in a flash it was floating along the air once more. And once more, she knew what she was doing. Hopefully she would just remember all of it...
Altitude: 182 Roll: 1/3
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*Image hopefully incoming :T* Character name: Annabell Doe Character appearance: A short, curvaceous humanoid with lots of curly hair. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 30/30 Current weapon equipped None
Another buffet of air, and Imuiel was beginning to have doubts. He was on the right path; at least, he had a hunch that he was. The island he had set his goal for was drawing nearer, and he could almost taste the bounty of information--and was that a hint of blessings on the air?
Roll 2/5. Numbers needed: 10, 6, 2.
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Character name: Imuiel. Character appearance: Solid gray, though surprisingly tall and thin. His face shows a clear beak and appears to be a mask, and his heart is a deep blue. His fingers end in points that could be called short claws, but aside from those features, he's simply gray nothingness. Link to Heart Log:[ x ] Current HP: 40/40. Current weapon equipped:Simple Destruction.
Part of her wanted to stay on stable ground, but the islands kept drawing her attention. Surely... surely she could try again? Now that she knew... well, at least once she'd been okay? She hadn't ceased to exist?
She knew how the launcher worked, now, and before long she was soaring again, but the sight of the more intense fog made her tremble a bit. Please please please- She couldn't take any more flame.
Naian closed her eyes tightly as she flew through a curl of fog she couldn't avoid, but instead of terror her heart filled with confidence and joy. She had this. The sky was hers, and the wind carried her gently, with a mutual respect. Oh. Oh. She was so glad she'd tried again.
219 feet
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Character name: Naian Character appearance: A faded grey figure with a blue heart. Link to Heart Log:Here Current HP: 30/30 Current weapon equipped: None
As Zealot settled into the glider, he felt a courage wash over him, and as his glider began to descent, dropping a few dozen feet, he keeps his control over it steady. He didn't fear the drop below as he continued to coast out into the fog.
But he did respect it.
Altitude: 220 - 38 = 182
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Character name: Zealot He Character appearance:Grey humanoid shape with a blue core wearing an open tunic and vest in grey tones. Clawed hands and the beginning of horns also appear. Link to Heart LogHeart Log Current HP 30/30 Current weapon equipped N/A
Imuiel was struggling now, and he fought to keep the glider steady against the battling air currents. He was so close now, and defeat at this stage would just be bitter. He couldn't just give up, either--it wasn't as if he could turn around and say 'oh no, I've changed my mind!' He had to see this through to the end, and he had every intention of doing just that.
Roll 3/5. Numbers needed: 10, 6, 2.
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Character name: Imuiel. Character appearance: Solid gray, though surprisingly tall and thin. His face shows a clear beak and appears to be a mask, and his heart is a deep blue. His fingers end in points that could be called short claws, but aside from those features, he's simply gray nothingness. Link to Heart Log:[ x ] Current HP: 40/40. Current weapon equipped:Simple Destruction.
For too long the girl had gone about her way with ease, enjoying the comfort of knowledge and how to react properly. But Annabell was learning that things had a way of creeping up just when they were most unwanted and she was revisited by that awful, terrible vision. The recovery was so poor that she didn't even bother trying to feel good about it.
Altitude: 89 Roll: 2/3
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*Image hopefully incoming :T* Character name: Annabell Doe Character appearance: A short, curvaceous humanoid with lots of curly hair. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 30/30 Current weapon equipped None
As she continued, a sense of unease began to overtake her; she took a breath and inhaled chill fog. She tensed and waited for the flames, but none appeared, and though her shaky movements resulted in a bit of a descent, it was nothing like the uncontrolled spirals of before.
171 feet
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Character name: Naian Character appearance: A faded grey figure with a blue heart. Link to Heart Log:Here Current HP: 30/30 Current weapon equipped: None
Things were starting to appear a good deal more dire now, and Imuiel's slight doubts had fed on that, growing larger with each passing second. On one hand, he had done quite well so far, and had displayed what he could think of as good luck. On the other, it looked like it was starting to run out.
Roll 4/5. Numbers needed: 10, 6, 2.
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Character name: Imuiel. Character appearance: Solid gray, though surprisingly tall and thin. His face shows a clear beak and appears to be a mask, and his heart is a deep blue. His fingers end in points that could be called short claws, but aside from those features, he's simply gray nothingness. Link to Heart Log:[ x ] Current HP: 40/40. Current weapon equipped:Simple Destruction.
