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"Then we drive off the beast!" Kensei replied as he spun aside narrowly dodging the wicked claws. He watched carefully how the creature moved eyes tracking the creatures jerky unnatural motion from beneath the demonic mempo of his ghostly armor. Waiting for the opportunity to strike. When the Ragin next reared up the crimson clad samurai dove into a tight roll between the things 'legs' his katana striking out at the exposed underbelly in a brutal disemboweling attack. When Kensei came to his feet next to Chitin he actually seemed to be smiling beneath the spectral mask. His breathing slow and measured. If Ryder didn't know better he'd think his roommate was enjoying this.
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Move Action: Fast Acrobatic Feint skill mastery 10+18=28 Standard action: +3 Power Attack 1d20+7=23 DC 24 Toughness if that hits
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The armored form of Kensei stared down the creature eyes narrowed and his focus sharpened to a razors edge. He didn't flinch before the enraged bellow his weight already shifting as the glass under his foot cracked. In a single smooth motion his blade snapped out in ringing arc streaking toward the creatures neck only checked at the last moment to strike with the flat a stinging blow to the temple. His momentum carrying him Kensei completed the motion rolling from the top of the car to spring to his feet on the ground before the beast hopefully turning it's Ire toward himself and not the officer or any bystander that might be in the way. "You should have chosen peace."
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Well that doesn't look like standing down at all. So first off Aura will trigger a DC 13 will save vs despair (shaken at most) Standard action: 1d20+10=30 Is a crit so DC 26 toughness save
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Initiative is 22
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Utsuwa watched the exchange with a shake of his head, "Are we about to witness some of the police brutality your country is so famed for?" he asked Ryder dryly though it was clear that while the man might be facing additional citation or arrest for his actions he wasn't about to be tased. The music caught his ear as well and at first he assumed it was someone's laptop speakers but shook his head, "It's coming form outside I think..." He snapped upright as the clearly unnatural glow surrounded the man before he collapsed leaving the strange ghostly creature looming over him. "It's like a child's drawing of an Oni or something." he muttered and glanced to Ryder with a smirk, "School Rules say we leave this to the Pros." he pointed out with a shrug clearly having no more intention to follow this rule than he did curfew or any other he found to impede his goals. "If you're gonna follow them you might want to look the other way." he suggested with a wink and as soon as Ryders eyes left him at the prompt to look away he was gone. Moments later a ghostly samurai vaulted to the top of the car the crimson armor limned in ethereal flame that moved to some otherworldly wind, in hand the Katana and Wakizashi glowed with ghostly light as he held them out toward the creature in a calm and ready stance, "Retreat! Do not make a mistake this day to stain your legacy." he wasn't sure if this was a possession or a power of the man himself but regardless he would give the entity the chance to do the right thing.
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Hide in plain sight and stealth mastery for a DC 25 stealth check Nightmares check DC 15 (1d20=2) so starting fatigued. Burn an HP to clear the fatigued status and activate armor ands swords before vaulting to the top of the car. 2HP remaining.
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Hmm just in case. Knowledge: Philosophy/theology check 1d20+5=10 to see if that monster is familiar. Given that orokos love probably not.
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"You are insufferable." Utsuwa replied as the coupon was laid down. The tone flat and carrying no genuine heat. An approximation of friendly banter perhaps. He observed the exchange and looked to Ryder with a slight tilt of his brow, "You're going to turn a lovely curry into a mediocre chutney." he advised and slid his card to pay for their meals. He turned to observe the room while they waited for their food keeping his back tot he wall as he lounged in the loose limbed stance he had practiced to appear casual. The raised voices outside only catching his attention above the background din of the city when others in the shop started to look out the windows to observe the drama unfolding. He frowned slightly and glanced to Ryder, "Someone is having a big mad." he warned with a shrug. It had registered but not as a threat merely a topic of conversation to entertain while they waited.
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Ouroboros glared at Salvos exclamation and burst of magic missiles, "He's over there." he scolded through clenched teeth as he felt Aquarias sorcery snap the illusion. He nodded to the deep one with respect for the well crafted counter amidst the falling rock that battered the heroes. Turning once more on the avatar of vhoka, "In your true form, here in your own house, we'd have little chance against you. But in your desperation you have become weak." he taunted the beast as coruscating sapphire bolts crawled up his arms arcing between his fingers before he thrust forth one splayed hand the lightning streaking forth in dancing light to crash against the creatures hide arcing the walls and floor around him, the cave illuminated by the flash and more rock falling at the thunderous boom that followed.
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"Your perpetual optimism borders on madness you know." Utsuwa replied with a small shake of his head and faint smile at the gentle ribbing. His eyes followed the angry man to the door with a shake of his head and vague disgust on his features as he turned back to the counter. "I suspect it is not in fact fine." he murmured under his breath with a shrug but said nothing more about the man who clearly needed more refined anger management techniques. The fit teen looked over the menu arms crossed across his chest and the flat line his mouth fell into left the already rattled cashier dreading the next customer as he perused. When the time came he stepped forward and ordered succinctly, "I'll take the Green lentil Protein Bowl," he pointed to the menu, "Oyster mushrooms and kale yes?" he added to make sure his order was clear. He then turned and nodded to Ryder, "And whatever he is having is on me." he snuck in paying since Ryder had come all this way to get him more palatable food. His lack of designer wear and simple lifestyle might have suggested he was note well funded but it mostly meant his school stipend went largely unused.
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Utsuwa simply shrugged, "A for effort I guess?" he suggested with smirk as he took note of the building they were approaching and the neighboring business's and upper floors layouts. As his roommate paused in the door his eyes fell toward the ground, "Have to get used to it sometime." he replied with only slight discomfort with the revelation of how poorly he was hiding his discomfort from the enthusiastic teen. He was glad not to have to meet the other boys eyes in the immediate aftermath certainly. He followed Ryder into the shop and looked over the posted menu with intense interest. The smells alone drifting from the kitchens were already making promises he hoped the establishment would be able to keep. "Any recommendations?" he asked as he looked over the extensive offerings. His mouth opened to thank Ryder for all of this then slammed shut as the fellow teen looked at him once more. Gratitude was one thing, gratitude and eye contact was another level entirely. "You weren't lying they really do have it all."
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Utsuwa's eyes danced over the crowd scanning and assessing constantly. It was exhausting but a habit he'd been unable to break. He carefully measured his breathing forcing himself to remain calm despite the many distractions as he moved through the crowd. The black coat zipped tightly over his torso was unremarkable devoid of identifying branding likewise the dark jeans and off brand cross trainers below. Only the borrowed beanie emblazoned with the sigil of one of Ryders favorite cartoon characters deviated from the artfully generic appearance Utsuwa put forth for their journey outside school grounds. His tone was flat as he spared a brief glance for Ryder, "Yes I look forward to a meal not robbed of texture by industrial cooking and eternity in a steamer tray." he assured his roommate quite proud of his expanded skill at small talk. Thankfully he was rarely called upon to offer more than token filler in the conversational gaps that so disquieted most American's he had met, Ryder was expert at insuring no silence lasted long enough to become uncomfortable. "After seitan surprise I think an American portion will be welcome." he added with a hint of a smile. He tried to keep the tension from his voice as he spoke, replacing it with his go to combination of teen sarcasm and aloof indifference.
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Hmmm I seem to have forgotten to buy up his reflex save oh no! Lets see how this goes. Reflex: 1d20+3=11 Not worth rerolling that lets see about the soak, Toughness: 1d20+12=25 so a bruise I'll take it. Free Action: Set Magic array to Blast 12 (Eldritch Blast; Feats: Accurate 2, Affects insubstantial 2, Variable Descriptor 2 [Any Magic]) [30PP] (Magic, Variable) Variable descriptor will be Electricity. Move Action: Make sure to stay out of melee range. Standard Action: Fire the Blast at Vhokas avatar. Attack: 1d20+12=17 HP to Reroll: 1d20+12=18 +10 for being below 10 means 28 DC 27 if it hits.
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Ouroboros 2 posts = 1PP Tail of Gold (IC): 2 Posts Kensei 1 Ref PP
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Ouroboros: 1d20+3=20
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"That was too easy." Ouroboros said even as the beast reverted to the form of a man impaled on the end of the deep ones trident. "Beware the lies of would be gods Aquaria In-His-Mouth." he warned as he caught the amphibian heroes gaze suppressing her flight or fight instincts with a swell of vampric mesmerism. As the others examined the body he turned his attention and potent mystic gifts to the room around him finally alighting upon the chanting figure. All this deception and misdirection was not what Vhoka was known for, something wasn't adding up but every moment they tarried here more damage was done by the rite on earth running it's course. Staring directly at the being weaving the illusions Ouroboros shook his head, "Such deception does not suit you devourer." he intoned and offered an explanation for his companions, "He hides and cowers behind illusion." he revealed and raised a hand focusing his will against the god thing in it's own realm and pushed though it was not enough and the illusion held he knew it could not for long. Redoubling his efforts he hissed, "Prepare I will reveal him."
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Counter Check for hte illusion: 1d20+15=18 welp there's that I'll try and get an IC up tonight
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SenseMotive to notice something fishy: 1d20+10=25 Then assuming that is enough to be suspicious. Free Action: set Variable pool to Supersenses 5(counters illusion(all visual), Analytical(mage sight)) [5vp] That should get past any illusion and then gonna set Vampric pool to Alternate Power: Emotion Control 10 (Vampiric Mesmerism; Flaws: Sense Dependent [Visual; eye contact]) [10PP] And try to target Aquaria with a calm effect. DC 20 will save for effect DC 20 reflex to avoid eye contact if she'd be avoiding it.
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Ouroboros spun as the creature dropped from the ceiling to attack Justice the glint of his forcefield strengthening in the direction of the threat as he flew clear of the melee. "I'm not a fan of kill it with fire in most case but I'll make an exce-" He cut off his quip as the devourer absorbed the burst of hellfire and seemed all the mightier for it. "Well that's an unexpected trick." "Lets try something a little different." the hovering Dhampir suggested as he began his own dark incantation, "Izvikaiite mnogoto ramena na Kar'Kradas ot mestata mezhdu tyakh!" The final syllable rolling off his tongue as his coat flung open and a multitude of shadowy grasping limbs emerged from it's dark folds streaming across the chamber to clutch and and restrain the rampaging devourer. Each limb slapped away or failing to find purchase followed by more as the writhing army of phantom tendrils grappled the great beast.
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Free Action: Set Magic Array to Move Object 12 (Mage Hand; Feats: Accurate 2, Affects Insubstantial 2, Precise, Indirect 1) [30PP] Move Action: Move well out of melee range Flight 2(subtle) still active from his cantrip VP. Standard Action: Attack with move object initiating a Grapple 1d20+12=23 Grapple Check 1d20+24=34
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Ouroboros 3 posts = 1PP + 1 Ref PP = 2PP Tail of Gold (IC): 3 Posts
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initiative: 16
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Ouroboros glared at the shadowy apparition eyes glinting with predatory light, "Careful now Vhoka, I'm liable to think this is personal you keep that up." he growled. His relationship with his father was, conflicted, to say the least at this point. But if he knew one thing about Jack Faretti with certainty. It was that Jack Faretti never pleaded to anyone for help. He glanced to Justice ignoring the fals whispers and lies completely now. "No, sometimes you meet a cute trickster god, but usually that's after the horribleness." He stalked forward warily but resolute and nodded to Justice, "Well you can try a riddle contest but chances are he won't go for it." the magus darkly joked with a vague smirk. "If Vhoka has taken a host or physical form he will take on some of hte weaknesses of that form." he explained as he picked his way deeper into the temple following aquaria for now. "Once weakened and restrained the possession or embodiment can be broken and the spell on earth he's powering can be broken." when dealing with entities such as this there wasn't much beyond disrupting their plans to be done. "Of course then we have to get out of his house and hopefully he's not too pissed about the whole banishment thing." he nodded to the amulet that powered Justices suit, "It comes down to it that should do it, get Aquaria and Ni-Salvo out." he laughed under his breath, "I'm good at finding my way home." he added with a wry grin showing a little more fang than he realized.
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Poking at the bodies Ouroboros looked but sharply as the lance of wild magic shot past. "Sacrifice or sacrament the lines blur when one is dealing with devourer entities." He replied to Justice as he noted the same as Aquaria, "They fell on one another, difficult to say if in ecstatic fervor or outside influence." he confirmed and looked over the more decorative robe. "I've not known an unstable cultist who did not prefer more ornate garb when rising through the ranks." He agreed as well and continued examining the bodies. Ouroboros stood a frown etched on his features. "Regardless of the source of their cannibalistic urges, rite or possession when Vhoka was awakened," he noted and nudged the robe with one booted toe, "This one is not among the fallen, or at the least not it's body." The dhampir looked to his companions with concern, "If this was all to awaken Vhoka it is not out side the realm of possibility they succeed at least in part and the devourer now rides the flesh of the former leader."
