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INITIATED by TT Ouroboros Power level: 12 (232/232PP) Fluff Height: 6'1" Weight: 180lbs. History: Add Update 07/2019: Having completed both his education at Claremont and the tutelage of Phantom Ouroboros has been elevated to replace the former in her role as Chosen of Heshem and Guardian of hte Void with Phantom stepping into the role of Master mage. He has grown as a magician and his knowledge of hte arcane and other dimensions has few rivals. The young Dhampir has embraced this new role with zeal while putting his own mark on the duties of extra-dimensional protector. His personal life has grown as well as he has made allies both among his fellow former students he might call upon in times of need and closer relations with other heroes as well particularly the returned Set. Powers and Tactics: replace with: Huang is first and foremost a Mystic. He harnesses arcane forces to his command. In addition to his studies of magic he has developed several abilities of his birthright. As yet his Vampiric abilities are a lesser part of his arsenal but they serve as a dangerous surprise for any foe that makes the mistake of thinking him helpless without access to his spells. In a combat situation he prefers to remain hidden either with stealth or an invisibility spell before attacking where he can do the most good. He prefers to remain at range and utilize his magic to arm and hinder his foes or aid his allies. If cornered he'll try to escape either with mist form or attempting to flee to the void. He will use terrain and his abilities to control and move about the battlefield to his advantage and to disorient his enemies. Complications: Add Chosen: Being the Chosen of Heshem makes Ouroboros a target for those seeking to influence across the barriers between worlds. It also means he must put those duties ahead of many others, despite what his wishes might otherwise be. (Gain HP for being targeted when not the primary threat or when his duties demand he take actions for the good of the dimensions that may interfere with other goals in a thread.) Crunch Abilities: 2PP add +2 wisdom (2PP) totals go to 16 + 6 + 16 + 6 + 8 + 6 = 58PP Saves: 3PP Add +3 to will [+12 (+4 Wis, +8) (3PP) totals go to 0 + 0 + 8 = 8PP skills: 1PP Remove 1 rank from concentration, Notice, and Sense Motive all become 8 (+10) with wisdom change. This gains 3 available skill ranks apply those ranks to languages for Languages 7 (English[Native], Cantonese, Mandarin, Latin, Old Slavic, Ancient Egyptian, Atlantean, Lemurian) Add 2 ranks to diplomacy making it 3 (+6, +10 Attractive) (0.5PP) Add 2 ranks Gather Information 2 (+5) (0.5PP) Feats: 2PP Add Skill Mastery (Bluff, Diplomacy, Knowledge: Arcane, Knowledge: Cosmology) (1PP) Add 1 rank Luck (1PP) Powers: 4PP Magic Array - Remove drawback must speak and gesture (2PP) Cantrips Variable - Remove drawback must speak and gesture (2PP) totals will be 4 + 8 + 10 + 35 + 7 + 10 + 3 + 5 + 18 = 100PP Final totals will be: Abilities (58) + Combat (28) + Saving Throws (8) + Skills (27) + Feats (11) + Powers (100) - Drawbacks (0) = 232/232 Power Points

We did not we still use orokos. I had missed her first init roll upthread and said I was waiting on it in Discord yesterday. All resolved now though.

They have not cut Jess yet not till their next round if she can't break free. Jack is up.

As the rune beneath her feet flared to life Jessica was frozen in place her limbs no longer answering her minds call. As she went silent and still the laughs echoed off the walls and three hooded figures emerged from the cloying shadows of the unnaturally dark alley. One grasped each arm pulling them out to straight forty five degree angles, the center one beginning a whispered chant as the others placed something out of sight below her arms and they began to echo the words. Jessica could feel the swelling power of the incantation as they prepared to harvest of her. As the spell bagan to settle over them all the cowled figures at her arms pulled small ceremonial blades of glinting silver from their belts. Laying the gleaming blades to her wrists they continued their low chanting growing in urgency.

Round 1 Cultists 14 3 remain Jack 7 Uninjured Hulks 6 2 Remain Jess 5 Cultists step out of the shadows and begin a full round action.

Upon their arrival Sandman began to survey the site. He glanced at the gash in the tree and shook his head forensics were not his forte. "Can you make out anything from that?" he inquired of his companion uncertainly as he began to gingerly examine the rest of hte scene trying to feel any tears or slits in the veil. "Something terrible happened here." he mused almost to himself as he traced out where the aftershocks of the attack were strongest. He crouched to examine the ground and drifted toward the tree as well, "Nothing crossed over here but the attack has left it's mark," he sighed heavily looking for a moment tired, "Whatever did this brought great terror to it's victim." This was a vicious attack, no simple ambush or crime of necessity. "Unless you can make more than I from the physical evidence we ought examine a more recent site."

Looking from Janus to Veronica Kam grinned readily, "Ah, I think you perhaps exaggerate how out of place your attire would be here." he teased lightly as it would take quite the spectacle to compete with the particular brand of Danger charm that Janus brought to the party. He shrugged agreeing however and nodded as they followed the others into town. "Though point taken leaping from rooftop to rooftop will have to wait for a later stage of our endeavors." As they traveled through the market Kam moved from one market stall to another keeping pace with Ajasoro and Janus as he shopped and observed the crowd's reaction to the pair. He knew they would draw looks but behavior beyond that might alert them to those watching for the Dakanan's arrival and perhaps lead to the buyers.

Sandman paused at the reminder and shook his head, "Of course it isn't." he shrugged apologetically, "My recollections of that encounter are a bit spotty I admit." Such was the dangers of battling with psychics in emotional breakdown. "Well at least we know our talents are complementary." he smiled easily. He being forgetful and her with an excellent memory, or perhaps talents of the mind, why not both really. He fell silent and observed the others quietly as he awaited what might come next. Which with Comrade Frosts reputation was unpredictable at best.

I think Vibora is a neat setting and might be fun to play in. But I also have concerns about fragmentation. Bedlam is uniquely Bedlam enough to have gotten traction but Emerald has a distinct "Super City" Sameyness that we haven't really been able to overcome. I'm interested in the pitch as to how we could make a Vibora stand out and what would give it a sufficiently unique pull to stand out from Emerald/Freedom. What kind of more unique stories does it allow for that we can't cover in the current locales.

SWEET DREAM'D by TT Sandman Some updating needed but it also looks like some of his total may be off as well. Abilities +6 intelligence (6pp) +4 charisma (4PP) totals = 0 + 6 + 8 + 6 + 10 + 4 = 34 current cost is 24 but listed at 26 on the bottom of the page so his available PP is under by 2 Skills + 24 skill points/6 PP Add Diplomacy 3 (+5) Add Intimidation 3 (+5) Knowledge (Arcane Lore) +5 to 12 (+15)Knowledge (Behavioral Sciences) +4 to 7 (+10)Knowledge (Cosmology) + 5 to 12 (+15)Knowledge (Life Sciences) +4 to 7 (+10) Total to 64R = 16PP Powers Add Feature 1(Special Effect: Otherworldly Presence; Dramatic wind that affects only him able to float slightly off the ground echoed speech) [1PP] totals 64 + 6 + 1 + 1 + 9 + 10 + 4 + 9 = 104PP Final Totals: Totals: Abilities (34) + Combat (16) + Saving Throws (12) + Skills (16) + Feats (8) + Powers (104) - Drawbacks (0) = 190/190 Power Points

Huangs eyes grew wide at the announcement. He had expected she'd decided his training was done, she had let him graduate after all. Handing off the responsibility as Heshems chosen did come as a shock as did the coils of the goddesses voice in his mind. The young magus froze for a moment as the magic melded with his own and his oaths to the modrosuss were made in a realm outside of time and space. He looked up at his mother as he returned to his senses, "I am honored." he replied solemnly, "I can only hope to offer as distinguished service as you have Master Mage." he intoned formally. Though as he looked down at the artifact in his hand he smirked with a hint of pride and fastened the chain around his hand and wrist the eye it self resting comfortably in his palm as the binding adjusted to its new hosts aesthetic. He turned to look out to the crowd for what other announcements might be made raising an interested brow at the deep ones offer. Such a skill was both useful and difficult to come by he'd have to investigate further.

Viewing the eager and enthusiastic in one way or another Sandman felt himself buoyed slightly at the opportunity being presented though he still didn't entirely take anything the draugr said at face value. He smirked slightly to Volcanic, "Fire hmm? Bit on the nose." but he shrugged. If whatever the elemental and soviet vampire shared had impacted her presence it seemed to him to be t the teams benefit in the end. He approached his own teammate with a gentle smile, "I take from the name you are an independant grue then?" he inquired curiously, "Shapeshifting abilities and telepathy?" he knew a limited amount about the normally hive minded aliens but what he did know seemed straightforward enough in application if not detail. "I act as the guardian of the realms of dream." he frowned slightly as the words rolled off his tongue, "And I've been spending too much time with this realms master mage it seems." he smiled at the small joke at his own expense. "I do share some talent for the mental disciplines in that capacity as well as some more combative applications of the gifts granted by my office." he shrugged slightly, "If we're to work together best to have a general idea of our capabilities I suppose."

Red Lynx froze for a moment as she noted the manufacture of his suit, barely a pause but a sign her insight had caught him off guard. "The fabric is of Dakanan manufacture, resistant to blades and bullets, able to absorb and distribute energies." he explained not really answering her question and barely not lying outright. "It is exported to select manufacturers." He added dissembling further, "In this business one must take care I've found." he glanced down at his gloved hand still glowing a faint crimson where it distributed the energy it had absorbed as light. As she loosed her arm and examined it he watched carefully though trying not to make it obvious. He decide not to press her on the story behind that acquisition. Not while he still must play his own origins close to the vest. "Until our paths cross then." he intoned with a hint of formality that he hadn't intended some of his more traditional mannerisms slipping through the dark vigilante performance. He winced inwardly and bound vertically to swing up onto a low roof and vanished into the night toward the south and his school before he revealed too much to the fascinating defender of the Fens.

Exemplared by TT Phalanx Times change and one must change with the times and all. Fluff Alternate Identity: Mike Albright now Occupation: Elementary Teacher Add Nicholson School to Affiliations Add Alex Albright(Wife) to Family Add to History: Update 07/2019: Mike has graduated with a bachelors in Education and Childhood Development and now works as a teacher at the Nicholson School, Usually Kindergarten and occasionally higher grades when a student or class might need his skills (or more likely durability) more. He has wed his long time sweetheart Alexandra Albright and taken her name putting more strain on his secret identity as she is already well known as the Heroine Psyche. It is only a matter of time before that secret is out and it may be an open secret to everyone else already. Add to Personality and Motivation: Update 07/2019: Mike has finally hit his stride with a balance in his life and work as a Hero and grown into a self assured and confident man in both parts of his life. He's devoted to giving back to the community that has helped him to grow and of course still to defending those weaker than himself. He no longer feels he stands in the shadows of the heroes of yesteryear but knows now he and the others of his generation reach high standing on their shoulders. He knows his powers and prowess draw comparisons to The Centurion and understand the responsibility that comes with that. He's now willing to shoulder that responsibility and be part of that symbol and legacy with the others following in earth's mightiest heroes footsteps. Complications: Remove overbooked remove "Add his parents to responsibilities as they are potential targets for enemies" Responsibility should read: Responsibility: Alex (Psyche) and his family as well as his students and too the school particularly when working. Add: Legacy: Following in the footsteps of the Centurion is no easy task, enemies may target him to prove their worth and he must constantly be the kind of example and symbol of hope the original Centurion came to be. Cronch Skills: Drop Craft(Structural) 1 (-1sp) reduce profession from 5 to 4 and add focus: Profession(Teacher) +4 (-1sp) Replace with Knowledge(Behavioral Sciences) 2 (+2sp) Feats: Reduce Luck to 4 (-1PP) Add Benefit(Legacy: Centurion) (+1PP Powers: Reduce Flight to rank 1 (-2PP) Reduce Impervious Toughness to 10 (-2PP) Reduce Space Travel to 1(Interplanetary) (-2PP) Reduce super senses Hearing extended to 4 20 miles (-1PP) Reduce Super Senses Vision extended to 4 20 miles (-1PP) Rework Paragon Array: Bring Quickness and Speed into the same array slot as linked Quickness+Speed (-2 PP for one less DAP) Use PP from above to increase the array to rank 17 and increase each slot to rank 17 to use those points. Reworked array in spoiler tag: Powers PP cost line becomes: 29+30+3+9+1+10+41+2+1+4+10+4 = 144pp Final costs remain unchanged. Overall idea is to bring skills more in line with his day job and his focus more to earth and Sol System now that we have dedicated Space! heroes so operational scale is moved to a more localized scale with less space flight, and extended senses. And to add the benefit/complication for legacies that TA has been suggesting.

And with that we're in rounds. Go ahead and give me initiative checks for post/action order. Cultists(big guys): 6 Cultists(magic Guys): 14

DC 20 Will Save VS. Paralyze for Jessica as the trap is sprung.

As Jessica pulled away from Jack the thug holding his wrist in it's steely grasp released him and let her pass into the unnaturally dark alley. Behind her they closed ranks shoulder to shoulder their bulk blocking the narrow passage as they loomed silent and still uncaring or unaware of the transformation taking place before them. The buildings seemed to rise almost at an angle to each side of Jessica as she ventured down the Alley leaving her in deep shadow and after only ten or fifteen feet she couldn't make out more than the hulking shapes in the entryway through the gloom that seemed to have settled. Moments later an eerie laugh rang down the passage audible faintly even to Jack at the entrance. There was a throbbing burst of pressure at her feet and Jessica could feel her limbs growing heavy her feet difficult to raise.

Kam tensed as she dropped to the ground eyes slicing to her before she spoke but he relaxed at recognizing her. He had the reflexes but also the control to use them when it was needed and not when it was not. "Any fire will do." he replied simply, "Pure it'll vaporize below a hundred degrees." he shrugged slightly, "Though we'll want much hotter to consume the vapor before it's inhaled." he added in consideration that just dropping a couple kilos of high purity cocaine in a homeless camp fire would at best result in a large number of coked up residents, at worse cardiac events. He followed Robin in the direction she indicated and into the encampment his outfit drawing more than a few looks from those huddled in tents and around the few fires burning in the warm spring night. He pulled a knife from a pouch at his belt and sliced the packages open as they walked letting it flow loosely into the paper bag and rolling the entire pack tight. Once Robin cleared one of the fires of civilians he tucked the tightly rolled bag into the heart of the fire. He seemed unphased by the heat though didn't hold his hand in long. As it withdrew she saw a familiar sparkling glow trail over his gloves. Much the same had happened to her arm when it had been left too close to the stove when Fred had been making one of her concoctions on it. Red Lynx watched the bag and its contents go up in smoke and stepped back looking to Robin with a nod, "Well I think that's that solved." he listened and could hear the tolling of the clock tower in lantern hill. "I should be going." he admitted reluctantly, "You were ma-, impressive Nighthawk." He barely caught himself before calling her magnificent and undermining whatever cred his plan might have earned. "I hope we might be of aid to one another again."

Given the time to study the weft and warp of the spells over the warehouse Dr. Thorne was able to make out more of their purpose. Primarily the building was unfindable, if one did not know where it was, being told by one who knew or similar at least. A complex spell and almost entirely passive, unlikely to draw attention by even those sensitive to such things. There were simple wards on the doors, none could pass without alerting the caster without a token at least. Over the door silver coins had been hastily affixed, a simple charm against some spirits and forms of the undead. The guards too were ensorcelled, possibly protected from mental manipulations or already in the thrall of the caster it was difficult to be certain. Inside there was power awaiting release though to precisely what end was less certain without getting access to the interior at least. On the plus side outside those guards present even if they went in loud it was unlikely bystander or others would even notice what was happening to the building until the spells were broken.

Sandman surveyed the other heroes, the questions, the excitement, taking it in silently from his corner. "As has been pointed out the League has the resources to know what we are capable of." the mystic stated pointedly. "By inviting us here they have already determined that we are of sufficient potency and of a honorable and heroic disposition sufficient for membership." he added to Ms. Grue and the others still convinced this was a try out. He fixed his glowing gaze on Dimitri, "They need to ensure we can work within their strictures." he smirked slightly, "The misfits and questionable team players yes comrade?" Of course he followed along with the group ready to see how they planned to test such things. If nothing else it would be enlightening. "I'm in."

Huang listened to the story nonplussed but respectfully silent. "It is precisely when these one is affected that it is most important not to be." the dhampir replied flatly, "I've been hunted by your kind since birth and I'm still here talking to you instead of treating you like a threat." His smile at the last was broad flashing the elongated canines of his birthright. Shaking his head he turned away from her to focus on the Master Mage and whatever announcement she had gathered them together for making his way agily toward the front leaving her to answer Aquarias questions or not. Once in the front he dropped into a loose limbed crouch looking up at his mother recognizing his tall frame standing int he front row might be more than a mild inconvenience for those shorter or still seated.

Rolling his eyes at Nicoles retreat back into her familiarly terrible personality e shook his head turning to Hex, "You don't have to go you ca-" he shrugged as the man made his egress, "Yea she has that effect on men, people..." The dhampir was about to head out into the crowd once more himself when Aquaria explained the origins of her armor lingering to hear more. Deep One in space terrorist armor, and that was the more socially acceptable option he couldn't say she was wrong though Deep Ones hadn't the best reputation in Freedom what with the invasions and puppetry by powers great and small. "Oh lay off Nicole." he rounded at her little speech, "There isn't a god or pantheon who's followers haven't bathed the land and seas in blood in some holy crusade or another if not just for fun." he pointed out archly drawing up to face her more directly, "It's why none of them are allowed in any more, hers are no more vile and ineffable than the rest." Huang sighed and shook his head at Nicole, "These prejudices are just not a good look."