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"No, you're not tapping any of the local geology," Gaian Knight assured her, holding up a reassuring hand. "You were moving the ground a little when you were most upset, but it feels like you got that under control, too - which is a great sign, by the way - and you never went too far down. For all their panic, I don't think you actually put anyone here in much danger as long as they didn't touch you before you cooled." At the mention of the storm, Tiamat made a noise in the back of her throat and took her eyes off the crowd long enough to glance up; Gaian Knight followed her gaze, eyebrows drawing down over the tops of his goggles as he did a quick check of the soil. "Leilani, we'll see if we can get a hold of your mother, if you can give us her name - and...okay. Times like these, we have to check a few things, so I'm just going to ask: do you know what day of the week it is? What's the last date you remember?"

Gaian Knight / Tiamat Brave Enough to Burn (1) Dragonfly - Wraith The Traveler In The Dark (1) Eclipse Our Space Is Vast (5) Grim MAXimum Load (2) Ref point to Gaian Knight, please.

"Might want to be pretty careful there, Frost," Gaian Knight observed. Tiamat had stepped back a bit to make sure the crowd didn't do anything stupid, sand barrier or no sand barrier, but her geokinetic partner had opted to let the diplomats be...well, diplomatic. Unseen, his power flowed out through the ground, gently holding it in place; whoever this girl was, she seemed to share some of his tricks and he'd just have to hope that if worst came to worst he could control the damage. "Near as I can tell, miss, you're mostly rock and lava right now, all the way through. Cooling off might not be a bad idea, but without knowing exactly what's happened you're going to want to do it slowly - if at all - until you've got a better handle on what you can do."

"The ghoul embellishes," Tiamat growled, looking somewhat more awake as she finished off her approximation of breakfast. "Civilians saw something that scared them, but everything scares them. It is more than likely a subterranean beast or villain's plot or terrorist act than an actual nightmare." "But that doesn't mean it isn't," countered Gaian Knight, smiling tiredly from his bowl of oatmeal and coffee cup. "Better safe than sorry, as they say - and the more the merrier. Though, speaking of monsters and terror, we should probably get a move on regardless if we have everyone we need - no sense in letting the people panic more than we can help. Everyone ready?"

"'Living lava', I think," Tarrant offered, shuffling in only just after Stesha - he unfortunately lacked her immunity to the siren call of a comfortable bed, but he was no stranger to morning emergencies or late nights grading papers, and it gave him a certain cheerful resignation in the face of the early hour. He did, though, have to admit that he wished the morning emergencies didn't always follow the late nights. It was with a grateful nod that he helped himself to a quick spoonful of oatmeal and a generous mug of coffee. "Hopefully it's just a natural occurrence - that whole place sits on a hotspot, wouldn't be the first time some magma made its way up where we didn't want it. But we're never that lucky, are we?" Teagan, for her part, looked even worse off than her compatriot; she stared bleary-eyed at the table, sliding her gaze from the pancakes to the heat vampire and back again before growling something Draconic and grabbing a fistful of bacon. "'Monster' means a lot of things," she muttered around a mouthful of meat, "Kinda hope they're right. Too early to be awake and not punching something."

(Temporarily) archiving character at player's request. Phantom will act as an NPC for a period while a new character is queued up.

Captain Eclipse had put her glass down as the topic changed, and she seemed extremely concerned by the subject at hand...and completely impassive about the order to attack the escapees outside. Not that she could do much about the latter, shy of attempting assassination; she'd have to trust them to make their own escape, if the military couldn't be talked down. Speaking of which. "I seem to remember the Republic relying pretty heavily on others," she pointed out, frowning with something akin to disappointment. "I'd never downplay the losses you saw. History says the Alarians lost our home system, too, and it broke our whole civilization's back; that one's too long ago to be personal to me, but I've got to show some respect for anyone who makes it through that horror with their head high. But this? Where do I even start, Frankan." She shook her head, looking sad. "Ethically, you're going against the standards you should be holding higher than ever. Sure, maybe it works out and you get some super-soldiers, and then what. What're you creating, that way? When's the last time you heard of that idea working out for anyone? What kind of foundation are you trying to build your new Republic on, stealing genes out of terrified kids from backwater planets? That's going to be the mighty Lor legacy?"

Tenatively! Looking forward to seeing how it works out in play. Approved, and thank you for your patience. Now we wait and see what the next ref thinks!

Alright, a little bit of narrow-focus discussion has been had. The Snare is deemed far preferable - not the least because it will be far easier in play, both on you and on your GM, and it's how we've handled such concerns in the past. On a fluff note, be aware that the hero community is going to have mixed feelings on Super Drowning Powers, so play it carefully! It's also noted that the sheet is...awfully complex, balancing a lot of flaws and such to pack in some weird math. As long as it's in service to the concept I don't personally have any hard stop problems with it, but it's something to watch out for. We'll see what the next ref thinks!

Eclipse nodded along to Rock's counterpoint, sipping carefully out of her glass - and continued to do so, giving Cavalier his spotlight and not entirely hiding a small grin behind her glass as she heard the last of the other crew make their escape. Good. Run hard, kids; run free. "They've pretty much covered it," she admitted, idly swirling the last bit of her drink in its glass. "We did know better, because we had information you didn't: first-hand evaluation of the targets, in context. You were a soldier at some point in your life, Admiral - you know how these small, tight missions play out. You go in with a plan and you stay flexible to roll with new circumstances. You make the best call you can with the skills and resources you have on hand, even if - say - you have think on your feet because something badly spooks your target and an entirely station of crooks and thieves." "Plus," she added, lifting a finger off her glass to underline the point, "I'll point out that I didn't 'throw away' anything. You're an admiral, you know the long game. I put them on a hook, I showed them trust and compassion, and when you spooked them I let the line play out. If they'd really been dangerous, I'd've had a pack of mercenaries between them and the rest of the galaxy, they'd've had a couple minutes' lead, tops, and I could pull a snatch & grab or pitfall op somewhere without a lot of bystanders. Not ideal, but the best I had to work with. But, hey, lucky us!" She shot the last of her drink back, the alcohol-induced grimace turning into a grin. "They're innocent after all, job complete. Better to have the plan and not use it, right?"

"Not too mention," Eclipse added, partway through sitting down again; in apparent disregard for all the troops filtering in, she'd gotten up to retrieve the bottle of whatever the hell she'd been drinking earlier from the bar. "Not to mention that we pretty much had things under control right up until the last minute." She grabbed a mostly-clean glass, pouring herself a small dose of something that smelled like it could strip paint off a freighter. "Oddly, just when we had them all settled down and ready to talk and be all reasonable about who was going where with whom, something spooked the wind right out of the lot of them, forcing some very last-minute damage and compromise...without leaving us in a good position to follow." The captain made a half-hearted offer of the glass to the nearest soldier before shrugging and dropping it down her own throat instead, with the same satisfied grimace she'd given at the bar. "Don't worry, though. I'm sure when the official report comes out it won't have been due to the sudden, unannounced, unplanned appearance of a major military force during a sensitive, small-team op."

I'll happily put GK anywhere he's PL-appropriate; ditto with Wraith and/or Dragonfly, though probably not both unless we just need more bodies to round out a thread. No immediate preference on which thread(s), though, as I don't know the individual bits and don't seek spoilers.

I'd probably prefer the snare, but I tend to be fairly conservative as powers go and I can see what you were doing with the Create Object. If you like I can take it to the ref cave, and see what the hive mind thinks on the matter.

"Grim," he answered, though the name didn't roll off his tongue like it was well- or oft-used. "I'm...man, I dunno. Mostly I help people like you, and try to stop violent idiots from making more people like you. The dead deserve to rest, y'know? And people don't deserve to die too early. And not like this." He sighed, scratching his dog behind the ear; the creature issued an encouraging grumble, smoke-like fur rippling in a wind nobody else could feel. "Speakin' of which, I'm trying to find the guy who got you. If you can tell me what you know and how to find him, where he was going, I'll do what I can to bring him down before he gets anyone else. You really oughta think about moving on, too - I can help with that, or the dog can. Take you where you're going. Sounds like you deserve some of that peace they're always preaching about - and if it helps, and you can tell me who she is, got a picture or something, I'll try to make sure your girl knows where the money is. Better'n leaving it for some construction company to find. ....I know what it's like to want out of the Fens."

"Listen to your friend. Love the whole last-stand thing, but you're really badly outgunned and your friends are getting further and further away the longer you sit around." Eclipse sighed, standing up straight and stretching - even her tail, apparently, though it didn't do much more than clik-clik-clik-clik-clik as each joint in its spine-like structure flexed out one-by-one. "I really hope we don't go to jail for this. Escaping from military prison is really not any fun at all." She hopped over the railing, hitting the ground floor with both a strength and an agility that belied her frame. She took a careful second to frown about the room before picking a table, tail snaking out to prop a mostly-intact chair back up as she plopped down, grabbing a bulky, war-durable radio someone had left behind off the abandoned clutter and frowning at it. "Echo, I know you've been just stewing at the state of this place's infrastructure, what channel d'you suppose they set their security comms to?" "On that radio, channel five, miss," came the voice from her waist, the machine there flashing in time with the words. "Terribly insecure, they really ought to be ashamed." "Mmhm. Admiral!" she greeted into the radio, cheerily, slumping in her chair. "What a surprise to see you in all your...shining military glory. Couldn't help but notice your phrasing: their transportation home? Got news for us on the wanted status of our would-be Knight-killer?"

"Yeah, thought so." Grim sighed, softly walking over to the center of the room and plopping down cross-legged, close enough to the spirit to have a friendly chat but trying very hard to not invade his personal space. His dog, for its part, seemed more intent on dropping its head into its master's lap for ear-scratches than anything else going on, though it kept a watchful eye on the house's remaining occupant. "Sucks, right?" Grim's attention was on the wall, rather than the spirit, but he inclined his head that way. "Dying? Never been a ghost, but I've done the dying part. Hurts like hell, depending on how you go, and then, what, you're stuck here. Some folks like it, but...I dunno. I guess if I got my butt killed I'd probably want to stick around, too." He cocked his head, frowning. "So...what're we lookin' at, here? Missing picture? Secrets of the afterlife hidden under a couple inches of mold?"

The significance of the punch was somewhat lost on Wraith, but she trusted Eve's judgement: if she said the punch was bad and they needed to move now, then the punch was bad and they needed to move now. --Understood,-- she thought back, body rippling into a low, bulky quadruped. Powerful clawed legs tore into the ground as she shot out from cover, but she was surprisingly quiet and low to the ground as she flew across the grass, ducking lights as best she could before hurling though the air into the first sentry. The guard would have gotten a good, and terrifying, look at three black eyes on a body like a hellish alien dog-lizard before it slammed into him like...well, like nearly a quarter-ton of metal, driving him into the ground and blissful unconsciousness. He barely even slowed her down - no sooner had he fallen than she pushed off him, streaking toward the next of the guards like murder on legs.

Stealth Check: 1d20+18 21 ....I guess that makes up for the good initiative check....

For (largely personal) reference, Wraith has shifted: Speed 2 (25mph / 250 ft per Move Action) [2pp] Leaping 1 (x2) [1pp] Strike 5 (PF: Mighty, Power Attack) [7pp] And because I suspect we're going to need it...pretty much immediately: Initiative Roll: 1d20+7 25 That'll do. And, for surprise round giggles: per AA, the nearest sentry is about 100' from her, so she's going to go wreck his face. Move Action: Get all up close and personal. Standard Action: Maul the jerk. Full power attack, taking 10 - effective 'roll' of 17, DC32 Toughness. If that doesn't KO him, she'll stick around. If he's KO'd, she'll use Move-By Action to keep on trucking ~150' toward the next-nearest sentry that could respond to her teammates' invasion.

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Combat Probably just missing a bonus somewhere, but with a melee bonus of +7 and a STR bonus of +7, Grapple ought to be +14, not +17. Skills Skill ranks are capped at PL+5. A PL10 character can't have more than 15 ranks in any skill, which unfortunately leaves Ace Danger over-caps in several. Equipment Going by the items listed, Danger!Mobile would cost 23ep, not 22

Fluff I suspect you meant 'relocating' rather than 'reallocating' in the History section. General You are double-dipping on the incantations - you get the Complication ("Spell Chanting"), or the Drawback ("Normal Identity"), but not both. The latter, especially, seems to combine the Complication and the Form Array drawback you've already paid for, which would already be double-dipping all on its own. Combat/Saves You've listed attack/defense bonuses for the various forms up top, but not saves (which appear to only be noted in full down in the various forms). I recommend having both up top, or neither, as a mix is going to confound your GMs. Powers Quadelemental array Minor typos here and there - "Super Strenght", which pops up a few times in the Quadelemental array, "Liguid", etc. Nothing major, but may be worth cleaning up if you're going back for edits anyway. Out of curiosity, since all the powers in the Quadelemental Control array rely on being in elemental forms, why not fold them into the Alternate Forms themselves? The Quadrelemental Control base power lists "Attack Specialization [Earth Form]", but this doesn't appear to be reflected in the attack bonuses above, and this feat can only be applied to a specific attack or weapon, not a whole form. The Fire Ball is currently under-cost; it's currently 2pp/rank (1, +2 extras, -1 flaws), plus two feats, minus one drawback: (8*2)+2-1= 17pp, not 18pp. Ditto for Fire Creation (8*[1+3-2])+3-1 = 18pp, not 19pp. Aqua Weapon lists "Improved Reach" as a feat, but that feat does not exist - Improved Range and Extended Reach do, but neither normally apply to Elongation, as Elongation is personal-range, not touch-range or ranged. Create Object is listed as creating a "40PP Object", which I think was intended to be a 40ft2 object, as created objects don't have power points. There's a section below Create Object that lists out what looks like a 34pp container - not sure it belongs in the array. Was that meant to be elsewhere? On that note, I find the Continuous, Suffocating, Regenerating Snare fairly concerning, in that it's lethal and we don't often allow Continuous attack powers - what is this power representing? All Forms If you're going to list out the full sheet in each form, please denote which powers are from the base sheet and which are from the form - italics, or somesuch - for bookkeeping purposes. Similarly, pp costs should be noted only for the things you're buying in that form, not for the full cost if this was its own character. Alternatively, list the various attack/defense/save information bits up top and reserve the spoiler boxes for just the powers you're buying in each form, rather than replicating the whole sheet out. Given the niceties of operating on a forum, you could even consider using different text colors to identify what forms various bonuses apply to. The sheet would still be a bookkeeping nightmare, but it'd be a concise one. Which of these you go with is up to you - purely player preference, unless other refs weigh in and have strong feelings on the matter. I don't much care, myself, as long as it's consistent and legible. Earth Form Grapple seems low? The +2/+15 seems okay, but if the last piece is supposed to account for the +8 size bonus from Growth, it should be +23, not +21. Fire Form Without an effective STR score you are unable to grapple, rendering your grapple bonus a sad -- rather than +4. It's silly bookkeeping, but bookkeeping none the less. (The interaction between Insubstantial, your STR score, and grapple math is...weird, especially since Str -- technically carries a STR penalty; this is why Gizmo's Ghost Girl had to buy up 16pp of STR on her scythe just to get a measly +3 bonus. My recommendation: never get into a grappling contest while Insubstantial.) You're paying 14pp for 12pp of feats, unless I've missed something (which is certainly possible). Water Form For the sake of your future GMs, you should probably note that the Immunity is to Cold environments, not Cold itself. Air Form See the Fire Form's notes on grappling and Insubstantial.

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Gaian Knight / Tiamat Overdraft (3) Dragonfly Count Your Blessings (1) Wraith - Eclipse Our Space Is Vast (2) Grim And He Built a Crooked House (1) MAXimum Load (3) Dragonfly post rollover to Wraith. Ref point to Gaian Knight, please.