Gravitas: (Atmospheric) Bonus: -5 Cost: 10 MP Effect: HP+/- (to following actions; - Difficulty if try to increase strength, defense, grounding, etc OR + Difficulty if try to dodge, be agile, jump, attack etc) ||| MP (+ Difficulty to cast magics that fight against gravity; - Difficulty to guard against said magics) Method: Focus ||| Source: Nature
Gaekinesis: (Gaestia) Cost: 15 MP Bonus: -5 Effect: HP+/- (can help of hinder depending on how the caster uses it) ||| MP 0 Method: Casting ||| Source: Nature
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Green Minuet rolled 2 100-sided dice:
34, 76Total: 110 (2-200)
“All right, all right, already. Put a sock in it, Eli.”
Turning his attention to the baphomet that stood across across the ring, Ruttaga grinned and clapped his fist into his palm. Giving his hand a squeeze, he audibly cracked his knuckles “You ready to get pummelled, punk?” he joked. Or at least it sounded like a joke. Anyone who knew anything about either of the combatants knew better though.
Ruttaga did not wait for Sathe to give him a response. With a grand gesture, he called upon the power of the air. Or at least he tried. Raising the wind indoors was not an easy task—that or he had been a little over eager in his casting. A slight breeze fluttered across the room and then promptly died. Well, that was an embarrassing start.
Gravitas: (Atmospheric) Bonus: -5 Cost: 10 MP Effect: HP (to following actions; - Difficulty if try to increase strength, defense, grounding, etc OR + Difficulty if try to dodge, be agile, jump, attack etc) ||| MP (+ Difficulty to cast magics that fight against gravity; - Difficulty to guard against said magics) Method: Focus ||| Source: Nature
Inventory: None
The baphomet glanced over at their impromptu announcer, giving a smirk before turning his attention back to his opponent. He shifted slightly, bracing himself for whatever his rival had in store. When the wind merely swirled around between them he tensed up, but this was more to contain himself and not laugh at the misfortune of the casting attempt.
"Huh." was all he managed to say with a clenched jaw, shifting to another stance as he focused on his own spell. His attention drawn inward, he concentrated on the form, and then the magic about the ring. Wisps of air curled around the chimera, growing denser as Sathe's abundant energy added to the force, steadily pulling him towards the ground like an invisible anchor.
"Gravitaaas...TIMES SIX!" The baphomet was breathing deep, heavy breaths as he finished the form, a little surprised but quiet satisfied that the spell had gone as smoothly as it had. It was hard to tell, but it seemed like the effect was twice as much as he had expected. He took a deep breath, before shifting back into a more defensive form as he waited for his opponent's response.
[ Sathe does 0 damage. ] [ Ruttaga takes +12 debuff to casting/movement ]
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