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Major question... why? Why is Tiamat's son not actually divinely empowered when that'd make much more sense than him having a mutation. Unless of course he isn't actually Tiamat's son, in which case I don't care if the PC doesn't know, we need to know, make it less vague on the sheet even if it's vague in-character. +5 Attack seems very low for someone 400 years old, even if you are scuppered by having a high Strength and PL10 caps. His grapple modifier is +10/+25. His Defence just wastes pp, buy Defence +4 and Dodge Focus 1 for the exact same result. I have literally no idea where his Knockback is coming from. It should be -10 from his Impervious Toughness, and -2 from half of his non-Impervious Toughness. So, -2/-12. Ancient history isn't a skill, Knowledge (History) would cover it. Swim +30... is probably a bit excessive seeing how little it comes up. When you take into account he actually has the Swimming power too, he's just squandered a load of pp on a near-worthless skill, as he doesn't have to make most Swim checks.
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Equinox calmly stood and eyes closed, raised her left hand into the air, turning it this way and that, fingers moving as if gently stroking something in the air. She opened her eyes once more, raised her wand up in her right hand, holding it and her left hand as if holding an invisible scabbard. "There's eight of them, in what I think is a lab. Four necrotheurges, four... well, it feels like general utility magic." She whipped her right hand away sharply and the sound of steel sliding on steel filled the air as her wand was suddenly a sword, at once magical and shattering the magic from the air around it into a million shards. And then it caught fire. The witch lowered the flaming sword down to her side. "Let's go greet our guests, shall we?"
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Alright, Noxy's on 5HP then. Let's use those Extended Ranged Acute senses then... Magic senses a-go-go! (1d20+15=28)
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Equinox gritted her teeth and snarled, trying to move forward as leaves and wines coiled themselves around her arms and legs. She daren't try to burn her way free, as being unable to see exactly what was coiled around her and wear could lead to catastrophically painful results. "Go ahead, bring it on," she said through clenched teeth, as a vine began working its way around her neck. "There's nothing you can say to me that can convert me to your crazy, messed-up little kingdom here." She spat on the ground before her. "No. No. Thrice I say it, and be done, no. Bring it on, Tinkerbell."
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DC 28 Reflex save (1d20+6=21) AAAAARGH. Entangled.
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Apart from looking visibly cautious and distracted, to Nick's sight nothing seemed amiss with the woman. However, she did take one step forwards towards the twins, dropping her hand away from her gun but not so much that she couldn't reach it quickly. "Who gave you the heads up?" she hissed. "Listen, 'helping' is their euphemism for whatever it is they're doing. Take it from me, get out of here while you still can." She looked from side to side frantically. "Don't talk to anyone, even if you know them. Get away from this town."
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"Arrowhawk," grunted the archer, hefting his bow. "This is my weapon. Assuming, of course, that you are using a paint-suspended chemical reagent, and not, y'know, just shooting people with paintballs, well... this does that, and makes criminals fall over." He paced around slightly, moving around to the young woman's flank. "And assuming you are trying to be a cape... well, between you and me, the scared reaction is possibly the single worst thing you could have done in this situation. Not everyone is as nice and friendly as I am."
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"I don't mind the showing off," frowned Equinox. "But that ten bucks thing... better have been a joke, or a charity thing." She leaned back on the bench, and sighed for a moment. "So, what happened? I mean, I know I've not seen you in a long while," she said in a more gentle tone. "But last I heard, you'd lost access to the..." She waved one hand vaguely in the air. "Gribbly tentacles and strange New Englandish stuff." She looked at him, concerned. "Did you cut a deal with something?"
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"You sound too young for fear-induced cardiac arrest," mused Arrowhawk. "I'd consult a physician if you're worried about that. And I'm the one asking questions, seeing as why I'm here is-" He flicked his cape with one hand. "Patently obvious." He shook his head. "When you say the paintball guns are useful to stuff, are you telling me you're vandalising things with paintballs?" He sighed. "I suppose it was the logical step-up from aerosol paints." The man leaned back against the van. "Doesn't explain the hazard suit particularly well, though."
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Siobhan leaned on a wall some distance from the crowd, a faint smirk on her face. She wore a plain white t-shirt and jeans, a baseball cap pulled low to partially hide her face and thus allow her a bit of anonymity. Show-off. She casually sidled up into the crowd, head lowered. I thought he'd lost his connection to the Lovecraftian entities, though. Odd. She decided she'd try and get the green tentacled goofball's attention. So she carefully, calmly looked up, and pushed her cap back a bit so the boy could recognise her face. And let out just enough magic to make her eyes briefly surge bright white, but only for a moment.
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A one-armed Geckoman appeared behind Archeville, frowning deeply. "So... not only have you made a lot of mess, you're also somewhat naked." He put a hand on the German man's shoulder. "Ew. Naked guy. Anyway, perhaps you should probably come with us somewhere that you can become less naked, and we will have..." He paused for dramatic effect. "Words." He went to pull out the Pitchoo remote from his belt, then stopped. "Right, problem here. I may have... crashed. And you're not being naked in my car. I guess we're... right, I'm open to suggestions."
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Right, a few minor things. 1. You can't grapple with Create Object. 2. Stabilise is sorta pointless, as every PC has Diehard. It'd work on bystanders, but that counts as the sort of heroism you'd probably be better saving pp and using Hero Points for, since endangered bystanders usually count as a Complication for HP. 3. While Detect and Awareness do different things, are you sure you want both? It's a lot of pp, for a lot of overlap in what they do, especially as neither is Acute or Accurate so doesn't tell you very much. If anything beyond "there be magic, yo"
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One other major thing... he's a scaly fish man, yet has a Secret Identity, without Morph? How?
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Fix up your formatting, and sorry, but that Flaw about cold is maybe only a Complication a 1pp Power Loss, it's not a Flaw by any stretch of the imagination. Also, you should have the title just be "Lotan", you don't need to include "Tiamat's son"
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Equinox raised a quizzical eyebrow at the current line of discussion. "Now, I'm not saying that it's a bad idea, but I do have to ask... why them?" She pushed herself up off the table. "There's the rest of the Loa, the other Greek deities," she put up a finger for each entity she listed. "The Helipolitans, hell, we might be able to get Horus to help. If we're casting her into another world, the Door Wardens. The angels. Lantern Jack. Atlantis. All these would likely help us and not then turn around and try to kill us." She sighed and leaned back on the table. "If we insist on riskier allies, how about the Sidhe and the Lemurians? We at least know we can stop them if they double-cross us." <No faeries!> Hayley bounded up to the edge of the table and chittered aggressively. "It was just a suggestion," the witch muttered to her familiar, stroking her head gently. "And again, not trying to sound pessimisitic, but the Terminus might be a bad idea. The risk, even if only a small one, of Omega allying with her would just mean she tries again, and wins this time." She looked up, struck by inspiration. "The Battle Brutes? She could fight them for eternity, and they'd never stop."
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"Dead Head's right," nodded Siobhan through a mouthful of pastry. "And more problematically, say we did muster up enough energy... she still knows where Earth is, and who's to say that she's going to stop just because she can't sense entropic energy? We'd probably be too drained to even stop her after that." She absent-mindedly kicked the leg of the table she was perched on, pausing a moment to swallow a large bite of food. "Sorry about that, I've had a rough couple of days. And I don't think a direct assault would work either. She dwarfs planets. We... distinctly don't. We don't even know enough about her to know if a Penitence Stare would work. Is there any way we could open a gate to a dead dimension, and banish her there?"
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Equinox strode in the door, features drawn and gaunt-looking, with huge haggard black rings under her eyes. Her flowing black hair looked more disheveled than usual, parts of the fringe slightly singed. Her coat was a little muddy and dusty in places, and the pentacle around her neck was dented and misshapen. Her magical aura, to those who could sense such things, was visibly sparking and flashing with barely contained energy, suffusing the air with the aroma of a blustery autumn day around a bonfire, sounding like the smell of wood smoke and smelling like the crackle of a fire being whipped up by strong winds. To those who couldn't sense such things, the usual white glow of excess magic burning in her eyes was even brighter than normal, and flickering significantly, causing the raccoon perched on the witch's shoulder to flinch and look away from the shuddering lights. "Hey, Nick," said Siobhan, voice drawn and a weary smile on her face as she sat down on the table. Hayley jumped off her shoulder and immediately began chewing on a pastry. "Ahem." Without pausing her frantic chewing, the critter put down her food, and tossed another pastry to her mistress. "Better."
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A huge green craft rounded the corner, anti-grav thrusters humming along gently, the two gun turrets slung out from underneath it but the cannons folded upwards and clearly not aimed to fire. on the nose of the ship reclined a green-clad figure, a remote held lazily in one hand as it dangled down to the side. "Yeah, we're not going to let the world get destroyed. We live here too, y'know. Why would we just abandon it?" agreed Geckoman, sipping from a mug of coffee which he held in his other hand. Keen observers would note that this meant that, in the event of a fight kicking off, he very blatantly didn't have a hand free with which to even throw a punch, let alone injure someone. "C'mon, people, this is Freedom City. It'll take more than some two-bit giant face in space to beat us, remember? We're all playing for the same team here."
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Arrowhawk Come Out And Play (2) Equinox Dark of the Woods (1) Maybe Baby (4) Smile for the Camera (1) Geckoman [ArchEvil] Load Bearing Bosses (1) [ArchEvil] Omnia Mutantur, Nihil Interit (2) GM (Irrelevant, no matter who it's assigned to...) Dark of the Woods (1)
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Snow goons?