Cram Week [Player Plot]

[tiredcharmer]

Who: The Heroes of Light
When: January 15-22
Where: The Great McGard Library
What: The hunt for Alexander's Temple takes an unexpected turn into college cramming territory.
Warnings/Notes: The combat threads will go up as soon as the introduction as finished, as that should wrap up fairly quickly.

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[timecrash]

Precognition is a hell of a thing, Serge finds out, as the Time Mage's power traces the path of the slime through the air as it launches towards him. He ducks around the assault, charging for the prone beast and bringing his oar down on the insect's soft underbelly with all the force he can muster, augmented by the Stave Master's ultimate skill.

[littlemhigan]

Castor hoots with joy as the bug exposes it's gut and she plows the full fury of a Perfect Balance combo into it's vulnerable form.

[tiredcharmer]

The Page is badly wounded, but it manages to flip itself upright before the party can finish it off. Hissing, it sprays some kind of noxious-smelling green gas all over the party--all who are affected by Slimer or Bioga take powerful nonelemental damage ignoring defense from [Corrosion].

[timecrash]

And this, of course, is where Serge is glad for being good at dodging things. The gas doesn't exactly smell pleasant- but it's not hurting him like it might others. He charges in for the beast's blood, and moves in for a final [Inner Strength]-empowered whack in an imitation of that most vaunted of martial arts maneuvers 'McGwire Swings for Bleachers'.

[bladeofconquest]

Corrin, however, takes the full brunt of the attack due to the slime she'd previously been covered in. With a cry of pain, she falls to her knees, and Shadow Yato drops from her hand. Corrin leans forward, gasping, her hands clenched around her stomach.

"Ahhhhhghh...oh gods...everyone..." Then one of her hands uncurls...revealing a shining blue stone grasped in her palm. "Stand back...!"

[Melody Activated: Dragonform]

and then Corrin was a dragon.

Now a big, slime-covered Water Dragon, she leaps forward and slashes at the bug with one of her front claws for [Physical] damage. With her Dragonstone recovered, she doesn't have to worry about losing herself in the change. "I am so done with this thing!" She yells, being able to vocalize now, though with her voice taking on a strange, echoing quality.

[littlemhigan]

Castor was halfway thought fiddling with her asterisk, trying to swap to Berserker when she felt the rush of power from Corrin and...

That's a twelve-damned dragon.

That is a twelve-damned dragon.

"Fury's frozen tits!"

[chatwithdeath]

"... Interesting choice of words. Is there a problem?"

Because that dragon was Corrin and she was on their side, Naomi doesn't see what the issue was. No worse than a gargoyle where she was from nor as hostile, the arachne White Mage would just use a Medica on the party to recover their health. If the battle still raged, she'd be ready to do more with their health back up.

[littlemhigan]

"I uh....I've had some history with dragons," Castor gasps, falling back closer to Naoimi. "Surprised me, 's all."