Dr Jackal

Sorry, I meant Tacnet and couldn't remember the name. Edited IC post.

T.Z. Properly Paranoid Infolife Survivalist Savant Morph

T.Z. Properly Paranoid Infolife Survivalist Savant Morph

If the twist I chose doesn't work, I also like the idea of the storm hitting suddenly and immediately. Actually, I maybe like that twist better than the one I proposed in the game thread.

Hakaja Kek HP: 42/42 ~ AC: 20 ~ Speed: 25 Fort: +7 ~ Ref: +9 ~ Will: +8 ~ Per: +8

Tharr shakes his head, and his antennae dance and weave, darting angrily toward the preacher. The mothryn's words, however, are quiet. "Sir, the deal I offered was that the mothryn remain," he says. "You may retrieve his potato, if you wish and if its removal will not cause him irreparable harm. If these conditions are unacceptable, then I am afraid we are destined to have great difficulties between us." He shakes his head and sighs. "If it's ka it'll come like a wind, and your plans will stand before it no more than a barn before a cyclone," he says. It's unclear whether he's speaking to the preacher or to himself. OOC: Burning a Whisper for a twist. The preacher is willing to consider taking the potato back.

Hakaja Kek HP: 42/42 ~ AC: 20 ~ Speed: 25 Fort: +7 ~ Ref: +9 ~ Will: +8 ~ Per: +8

Hakaja Kek HP: 42/42 ~ AC: 20 ~ Speed: 25 Fort: +7 ~ Ref: +9 ~ Will: +8 ~ Per: +8

Hakaja Kek HP: 42/42 ~ AC: 20 ~ Speed: 25 Fort: +7 ~ Ref: +9 ~ Will: +8 ~ Per: +8

Awesome. Kek can now patch up 2 people for 2d8 hp every 10 minutes post-combat. No roll required. No hour of waiting between heals. So if everyone is at 1 hp, he can theoretically get the whole group back to full in, like, an hour and a half.

Tharr nods toward the gardening crew in silent agreement, then unlimbers his bow and nocks an arrow. With one hand, he holds the bow and arrow, and with the other, he takes out the vial of spirit venom. He sighs quietly and steps forward, holding the vial aloft. "I know not who you are, sir, but you will be unhanding the ektus. Then you and our parishioners will leave, and the mothryn and those others who wish not to hear shall not go with you," he tells the preacher. He nods to the gardeners. "You may note that we are outnumbered. This is true. But I hold here spirit venom, and I assure you that this arrow will go to where it is sent. So: your flock may survive, but if you yourself wish to preach tomorrow, you will do these things as I say in this moment now. Or else your squirming potato-heart shall be burnt most unpleasantly from your chest."

Yep. Back Tuesday night. Might not post until Wednesday. EDIT: It's not like I think the world is going to end on Monday. Or at least, not more than I usually think the world could end on any given day of the week.

Tharr stares at the spire for a long time, then sighs. "I wish you luck in harnessing your storm, Atus. There are other things I must do." He examines the signs pointing toward the Garden. "Carnivorous plants and fallen hunters, both of which might prove advantageous to investigate." OOC: Looks like a good place to pick up information on the Manticore and the Tyrant's Bloom.

Hakaja Kek HP: 32/32 ~ AC: 19 ~ Speed: 25 Fort: +6 ~ Ref: +8 ~ Will: +7 ~ Per: +7

I'm going to post tonight and then I'll be away for the eclipse.