94 HP MAX 134 HP 116 EN MAX 136 EN 02 STK Dissonance -10 EN for Scouting -25 from Acid Rain -15 from attacking Her eyes were narrowed as the beasts came from all points and angles within the inverted forest, unwillingly guiding the group into a general direction in which, by some unfortunate turn of events, they managed to catch a strange sight. It wasn't different in nature of what they've found so far in their expedition into Naryu Canyon, but truly, the visage of the giant monster at the center of the lake rendered the woman speechless. Portia was barely able to focus on anything else rather than the current center of the beasts' attention. A light shake of her head and she was already looking to the rest of her raid team. Giants weren't scary anymore when she had successfully plucked the antennae from a 30 feet tall ant queen. Ah, what a tale. Portia was the next one to arrive to the little group circling around the trapped explorers, eyes narrowed as she settled her arms on her hips and allowed herself to rest a little while with the others, offering any assistance she might've been able to provide in order to get the raid members out of their condition faster. There was the imminent threat of a monster who could kill them in one fell swoop unless their efforts were combined. Lifting her head after a job well done, she spied her former friend in the corner of her eyes, both her thoughts and features sobering into a calmer, happier expression as he was seemingly unharmed despite his condition. Far from feeling disappointed or disheartened by the lack of conversation the pair had suffered from, she could at least be somewhat relieved he had grown into someone who could hold his own with or without her aid. Still, with such thoughts in place, she did not reach to talk to him, shifting the entirety of her attention to the combined efforts of the others on knowing more about their surroundings, and, eventually, joining them on doing so. 34 + 30 = 64 Tracker / Roll Scouting: 2129 / 2000
75 HP MAX 100 HP 85 EN MAX 100 EN 01 STK Dissonance -15 EN for (Disruptive) Attacking (Save Player) -25 HP from the acid rain Rellan knew nothing of what was going on. This was because she’d gotten piss drunk the night previous and ended up in the back of a wagon that was heading…somewhere? She wasn’t quite sure, because it wasn’t until the fifth day that anyone realized she was even in the wagon, and when she’d asked where she was all she’d gotten were angry shouts and threats. Well, she wasn’t one to stand for that kind of name calling, so Rellan decided to do what she did best; improvise. At least she was good at it in real life. Her father said she was a natural ‘out of the box’ thinker, and that a thing like that could serve her well in life if she could utilize it. Following along and pretending that she had intended to be here all along seemed to be a fine tactic, so she did that. For the next couple days she traded tasks for food, talked with various people and got a better grip on the situation than she had when she’d woken up. From the upside down forest to the sac creatures that roamed the place, it was all just a sign telling Rellan she was far too sober for this. She remedied that situation, finding a loose bottle of ale some probably dropped, and followed along with the people that seemed to know what they were doing. She wanted to help, really, but the thought of punching a sac monster and watching all that goo spray out all over her made her gag. And so… The roar. It seemed to meld through her and rattle her very bones. The scene quickly grew chaotic, with way more action than she was used to seeing. Yeah, she was in over her head by a country mile, but those…those were real screams, right? Like…not fake? It seemed to come from everywhere, and the rain that came down hit her skin with a light hiss, making her cringe in pain. She zeroed in on a target and dashed in; a purple haired boy was grabbed by a tentacle and it was dragging him toward the monster. As her fist came down onto the tentacle she thought back to all the time she wasted not playing the game as it was intended. She was weak, and she was a burden. But she still had to try. Disrupt tentacle, saving @Yukisa 23 = 23 Tracker / Roll
103 HP MAX 128 HP 80 EN MAX 100 EN 2 STK Dissonance -10 EN for Protective Attack -25 HP for Acid Rain They managed to progress the area pretty good, but soon fog began to kick in and hamper further scouting effort. "Great, now we have to move forward to see what's up." After fighting through vicious tendrils shooting out of nowhere, the group found themselves near a lake, an upside-down lake. Corvella swore she saw a sacling flew and got consumed by whatever in that lake, resulting in sudden tremor on the ground. Purple lightning began to shoot around the lake and something began to grow, releasing a roar that sent every ear ringing. The figure absorbed the lake water and got bigger "Here is it... Titanius." No, it's not. It's just a big tentacle monster. What a letdown. The tentacles began to act and abducted several adventurers (that's all tentacles ever do). Yukisa, Velka, Haru (or is it Brad?) and one person she had never thought she would see again. It's Gwyn, it certainly is! Excited, Corvella tries to close the distance to the big tentacly monster. She did let her guard down while running, resulting in a acid rain pouring over her and burning her exposed skin. "Ouch!" Should have bought a helmet, she thought. Her Witch Ops sticker began to glow as Majolica sent a message. They would need to free Haru first, but Bound Prince already beat her to it. One by one, the tentacles were quickly taken down by combined attacks of the adventurers. Now all they have to do is finish that thing, apparently. The blonde spotted Majolica, using her infused broom to attack the thing named Playtus. Of course, with her broom busy drilling into that thing, Majolica is highly open to attacks. "Watch out, Commander!" Corvella jumped forwards to slam her shield into one of the tendrils aiming at her commander, before landing in front of Majolica to guard her with the winged shield. Attacking Playtus and Protecting @Grand Witch Majolica 14 + 40 = 54 Not Killed Tracker / Roll Playtus: 753/1000 HP
84 HP MAX 109 HP 117 EN MAX 127 EN 01 STK Dissonance -10 EN for Attack -25 HP for Acid This place was absolutely insane. A reverse gravity land, filled with oozing, pink eldritch beasties? And yet somehow it reminded her of home... which was odd, considering she neither lived in a forest nor owned an eldritch abomination as a pet (though to be fair: Oreo could get pretty nasty if denied her nap time). Nonetheless, as everyone else went off to be responsible or whatever, Celly was focused on the most important question, and it brought her to the main point of interest: the wall house. "Hmm..." Taking a curious step inside, then back out, she glanced up to confirm that many of the responsible adventure people that'd been standing near her were now on the ceiling. She went back to reverse it... and promptly repeated the process a few times. "Eheheheheheeeeeeeee~ So many of the potentials..." Celestine grabbed a nearby rock, tossing it up and catching it again a few times just to confirm gravity worked as expected. "Test number one," Cel shouted as another dutiful adventure-person hit a nearby beastie with a squish thereby contributing to saving the world or something boring like that, "The rock of the between worlds!" Giving the rock an Aero-boosted toss resembling a small 'hand cannon,' Cel aimed the rock towards the half-house on the ceiling, rushing into the one on the ground. On the ceiling, which was now the ground, she leaped to catch the rock but failed to grab on, causing it to fall back to the ground, which was now the ceiling. "Fuzz it..." A few more tries, some casual acid rain damage, and a couple minor concussions to some random extras later, she finally caught the elusive rock, holding it up (which the rock insisted was down) triumphantly! "Now who can do my rock of the anti-gravities an appreciation...? Singen and Caffeinated Witch!" Cel ran up to @Seigi and @Grand Witch Majolica to proudly display her rock, which rested on the bottom of her hand like it was glued there. Also, there was a distracting, tentacle monster. Cel shot a lightning bolt at it. "Do a behold of my rock of the anti-gravities, and feel yourself the jealous!" Attacking Platypus 13 + 25= 37 Tracker / Roll Playtus: 716/1000 HP
100 HP MAX 125 HP 175 EN MAX 185 EN 01 STK Dissonance -10 EN for Protective Attack -25 HP for Acid "Where did that stupid cat run off too..." Blank grumbled as she wandered into the Naryu Canyon after her. @Celestine had been acting a bit odd ever since she took over that awesome house in Stokbon. At first, it was nice not to have the annoying little fuzz ball try and glomp her every time they wound up in the same room. However, after some time it seemed to be a wanted distraction from the vague seriousness everyone oozed at the castle (well besides Alphabet, but she was rarely there anyway). So Blank set off to find her cat-eared friend if only to berate her for not tolerating her company anymore. Unfourtatnly when she had, Blank saw that Celestine was busy teleporting herself out of the castle. With a flick of her wrist, and a few quick words Blank created her own portal quicking following in the Felis' footsteps. For some reason, however, her aim was a bit off sending her quite a bit away from Celestine's portal exit, leaving her to stuck to chasing the girl down. At first, she wanted to call out to her but soon saw where she was wandering off too. It was some sort of dimensional anomaly, where the roads bent upwards above them somehow manipulating gravity and space itself. "Wow..." Blank mumbled as she lost sight of her goal, staring at the insanity before her. Not only were the pathways twisted and screwy, but several adventurers ran about them fighting off odd tentacles and even stranger creatures. One such adventurer stood before, Blank, firing off a powerful fireball, and in doing so left her back wide open to a counter attack. Blank flicked her wrist, thrusting her staff in @Nalla's direction mumbling a silent incantation. Within a heartbeat a jagged wall of ice jutted up from the ground behind Nalla, reflecting back several tentacles coming from the odd-looking Playtus. The attack diverted, Blank took a moment staring at Nalla trying to determine if she knew her from somewhere, before seeing @Celestine prancing just a few feet before her. "Wait up, furball!" Blank screamed as she waved her staff at her fellow rosed friend, rushing to her side. Protecting @Nalla / Attacking Playtus 29 + 55= 84 (Tracker) Ancient Dissonance/ (Roll) Darkness Rises Playtus: 632/1000 HP
86 HP MAX 126 HP 160 EN MAX 180 EN 02 STK Dissonance -10 EN for ATTACKING -40 HP damage taken from Acid Rain and Tendrils It was rain now. Burning rain, slashing tendrils, and a great, rotund abomination rising from the inverted, impossible lake, tentacles lashing out to ensnare his comrades only to be beaten down by the might of their allies. Even without being face to face with the demon that was Titanius, the pace of their approach was frenetic, and Cain sucked all that chaotic frenzy in, drinking in the rare atmosphere even as the phantasmal noose pulled and pulled to no avail. His flesh burned in the acid, but his thrumming continued, a three dimensional magic circle bursting around him as amethyst joined the golden ripples emanating from his music. The glorious justice song swelled, before the arcane fused with the harmonic, a positive feedback loop building up and up and up. And, at the zenith, his imaginary veins fuelling a virtual framework empowered by organs that he did not possess in reality, Cain pulled back a hand. Veins popped as the Flagbearer laughed boisterously. “Continue the onslaught, my friends! Let’s show this Dissonant bastard that his mooks mean nothing before the might of Astorea!” And with that, a bolt of blue shot out, piercing the fiend and leaving a smouldering hole in its body. "@Gwyn ap Herne ! Think you can hit that?" The challenge was clear, a friendly smirk between two berserkers. Attack Playtus 31 + 35 + 25 = 91 Tracker / Roll Playtus: 541/1000 HP
81 HP MAX 106 HP 75 EN MAX 100 EN 04 STK Dissonance -25 HP from Acid Rain -15 EN for Critical Attack on Playtus +3 dissonance for Attack and Ensnarement There were a lot of things Yukisa was looking forward to finding on his little expedition, such as the lake he was currently passing by. But the last thing he expected to accidentally come across was an old friend who he had been desperately attempting to contact for days on end. Hearing the rustling of footsteps, he turned his head to glance over his shoulder, and his eyes widened in surprise by the individual who was standing just meters away from him. @Portia Ahrens , looking at him with clear pain in her eyes. Everything around him seemed to fade. Nothing mattered but the girl before him that the thought of was enough to cause his eyes to glisten. Redemption… that’s what he’d been hoping to achieve this whole time, and perhaps this was the first step. But as he was about to step forward, he was given the cold shoulder before he could even utter a word. His heart lurched, and at that moment he wanted to run and hide, however he had hesitated enough. “Rushi, wai-” he began saying, attempting to follow after her with his arm outstretched… but his foot had caught on something… cold and slimey. He turned his gaze towards his ankle, and noticed that a thin tentacle had gripped him tightly. Soon thereafter, several other tentacles from the lake had him helplessly ensnared, and he was gradually being dragged off into the water, his desperate struggling seeming to do nothing to prevent his seemingly inevitable fate of a very unpleasant bath. Or it would have been inevitable, had @Rallen Shard not heard his cry for help and come to assist. With a swift attack, the lewd tentacles retreated, leaving a slime-covered Yukisa behind. “Th-Thanks,” he muttered towards the girl and bowed in gratitude. After the quick exchange, he took a deep breath. This thing needed to go before someone else fell victim. He rushed at the creature in the center of the lake and, utilizing the flow of air around him, lunged towards it, spinning his spear overhead as he prepared for a precise strike. Aiming for what appeared to be one of Playtus’ weak spots, he brought the sharp point of the spear down. The strike was a bit off, still dealing damage but not quite as much as he hoped for. Well, it was worth a shot. Attacking Playtus 70 (Roll) + 10 (Common Weapon) = 80 Tracker / Roll Playtus: 461/1000 HP
84 HP MAX 109 HP 107 EN MAX 127 EN 02 STK Dissonance -10 EN for Careful Attack Cel didn’t have long to bask in the inevitable awe, praise and jealousy that the two would no doubt be giving her magical, gravity-defying rock. Instead, she was met with the darn thief girl her stomach (or somewhere around there; innards were gross) insisted she had to be associated with. Magical anti-gravity rocks were far too good for the likes of her to appreciate. “We are not doing us a friendship,” she called back to @Blank with a huff. “Not after you did yourself a stealing of my doll hugs.” Her ears twitched a bit, poking the giant, red ribbon on her head. For a short moment, Cel pouted and shielded her new treasure from the icy thief, but then she gave her another glance and - after a short moment of thinking something over - she latched onto Blank in an uncomfortably tight hug. “Oh who am I doing the kid of? You are having too many of the adorables to do you an anger for too long. Oh, do a wait for the second…” Turning to the freakish Platypus thing, Cel whipped up a quick illusion spell, summoning a shadowy figure which half-heartedly began to throw phantasmal knives at the creature. If she was lucky, maybe the thing would be too stupid to recognize it as an illusion. “Do a behold! The rock of the anti-gravities~” Cel went over the same routine with Blank. “I am wondering what would happen if I did it a put in the Blank hat…” she pondered, tail swishing back and forth mischievously. Careful Attacking Platypus 40 + 0 = 40 Tracker / Roll Playtus: 421/1000 HP
96 HP MAX 121 HP 97 EN MAX 117 EN 02 STK Dissonance -25 HP from Acid Rain -10 EN for Attacking Watching the figure simply continue on and on into the mists, Alkaid could only return her companion's look of confusion with one of her own. The piercing cry wasn't exactly the most welcoming thing for the woman, but between genuine care for Comet's safety and an unshakable concern that came over her, insisting she not fail a comrade-in-arms, she found herself running along anyway. She considered briefly using Aeromancy to catch up to the boy so that she could give him a piece of her mind proper, but soon stopped when her magic alerted her of incoming damage. Too late, however, to be of any use. The abomination within the lake had had plenty of time to take root, and when it rose accompanied by purple lightning, the best Alkaid could do was place herself between it and her companion. A miscalculation she would soon regret, when the acidic liquid came raining down from above. The hiss that accompanied it sent waves of pain down her arms and shoulders, where the majority of the liquid had landed. In response the mage sent a breeze down her skin in attempt to minimize the damage. A gesture she repeated for @Comet, who had quickly bounced back with a look of determination. Alkaid gave a grim nod in response to her words, followed by a confident smirk, “I’ll be careful. Just come back quick or there won’t be anything of this thing left.” Lightning of her own sparked shortly there after. Bringing out her deck to float around, she gave it the usual whirl. A casual turn of the Wheel of Fortune, or at least so it seemed. The cards continued to spin round and round, several beginning to spark until the woman began to draw, taking out three cards in succession, which she then placed in the air in front of her. The woman paused ever so briefly, the electrical currents around her cards such a tempting thing. Given the presence of allies in the area, one filled entirely with water, she instead redirected the energy into a better idea. A sardonic grin formed on her lips as she considered the creature made helpless, only able to wait as the players eventually shredded it into pieces. And so she formed around it circulating blades of wind more akin to saws, the mage's intent clear as she directed them towards its tendrils. Attacking Platypuppy 87 + 15 + 20 = 122 (Tracker) Ancient Dissonance / (Roll) Darkness Rises Platypus: 299 / 1000
113 HP MAX 153 HP 80 EN MAX 103 EN 04 STK Dissonance -25 HP from Acid Rain -15 HP from Tendril Attacks -10 EN for Disruptive Attack Freed from her imprisonment, Velka winced slightly at her injuries but pushed onwards. Spotting a giant beast, one that appeared to be in control of the whole situation, she gladly took the opportunity to strike alongside the multitude of adventurers. If they were lucky, the beast would be wiped out soon and perhaps they would get a moment to recuperate before the boss showed up. She doubted it, considering their track record, but it was nice to dream. She charged forward, bringing her lances to bear. While she wasn't quite on the mark for her strike, the twin strikes alongside the pure momentum she had been speeding with ensured that the attack still did good damage. She could tell that the Playtus was nearing death, another strike or two would be sure to bring it down. She backed off as always, trying to avoid the spray of ichor, especially in these conditions, she was sure that nothing good could come out of contact. Attacking Playtus 59 + 35 +25 = 119 Tracker / Roll Playtus: 180/1000 HP
60 HP MAX 100 HP 80 EN MAX 100 EN 02 STK Dissonance -10 EN for careful attack -25 from acid rain -15 from attacking Arwyn’s face shifted from a boiling rage to a soft hurt, landing in a puddle of shame. The response from the girl was unexpected, and the boy’s face sold the idea he was conflicted deeply: he was in awe of the girl’s movements and her ease to destroy the beast, however, he was offended she assumed he would die. She told no lies, though: they were barely at the boss yet. Despite that, his attention was drawn from the small creatures as they scuttled away and was focused on the large, almost terrifying playtus. He gripped his icicle, dripping with slime. He huffed, Steeling himself. It was fine, he would be fine. Arwyn collected at the edge of the lake, throwing the spear inwards. It hit, but barely. A mere 34 damage, compared to the others in the group. The woman’s word played on his mind. He walked backwards, his own faith in himself twisted. He had no other choice but to wait some, as his health was reaching almost half. Nino looked closely at those captured by the tendrils, his own judgement saying that it would be bad if he attacked once again, due to his broken morale. Arwyn grunted, disappointed and saddened with his own actions. But from within, he managed to remind himself that he was only new and he could always correct his mistakes. Perhaps he would go in search of the girl and ask for helpful advice. Attacking playtus 19 + 15 = 34 Tracker / Roll Playtus: 147/1000 HP
86 HP MAX 111 HP 90 EN MAX 102 EN 01 STK Dissonance -10 EN for Attack -25 HP for Acid Rain For Cherish, the march to the canyon had been long and boring, with few exciting events along the way. One exciting thing that did happen was finding out that @Celestine was with the raiding party too! Cherish runs up to blue-ish haired felis and... *GLOMP* ...Cherish hugs her from behind, almost as if she were tackling her. "Celestiiiiine!!" she yells cheerfully as she tightens her hold on the girl. "I haven't seen you in so long! How have you been?!" Letting go of her hold on Cell, Cherish puts on a large grin, her face nearly glowing (possibly from a combination of both joy and sweat). ... Cherish ran through the fog, following her fellow raiders and trying to dodge as much of the acid rain that fell upon them as they ran further into the inverted forest. As Cherish approached the looming flower-like monster, she couldn't help but feel she was outmatched. Not like that would stop her, right now it was time to attack, and who would cherish be to deny a fight?! Running through the now dried up lake, Cherish arrives at the Playtus and immediately starts hacking at it with her axe. While it didn't really do much to the monster, she supposed everything she could do would help their cause. Attacking Playtus 7 + 20 = 27 Tracker / Roll Playtus: 120/1000 HP
085 HP MAX 110 HP 130 EN MAX 140 EN 01 STK Dissonance -25 HP from Acid Rain -10 EN from Attacking +01 Dissonance Stack He hadn’t been keeping up with current events. But he had Astor’s email saved in his inbox and he had general knowledge of what was going on to Astorea’s border. Some creature sucking the magic out of the world was bad news for a magus like Emil. It didn’t necessarily mean that he needed to be part of the force to take it out, but hey, why not? World bosses meant loot and meeting new people and slaying some huge bad beast that was otherwise rampaging through the world. Sounded like a good time. The new grimoire that appeared in his hands smoked liked the previous but these glowing ruby-colored arcane marks were much more intricate than its predecessor. The pages flipped open, Emil chose one of his many pyromancy spells from those assembled and watched with a smirk as the creature was engulfed in a pillar of flame that erupted from the ground. Attacking Playtus 100 + 45 = 145 x 2 = 290 Tracker / Roll Playtus: -170/1000 HP
Cycle 2 The otherworldly creature let out a pained wail that deafened everyone who was present and the numerous tendrils that lurked in the dark shriveled from the damage dealt to the main body. Eventually, it’s skin lost the presence of life as its dark purple pigment disappeared and the creature faded away like dust in the wind. Although the party stood victorious over the monster that inhabited the lake, the fog became even thicker than before, foreshadowing the danger that still lurked within. With the scouts finding the path forward, the party used the Resonance Detector as a compass. They had to walk around the lake and go deeper into the upside down forest. However, a short distance later, they would find that their path was blocked, and there was yet another upside down forest that was supposed to be the same orientation as when they came in. Location: Tar Forest The trees in this right side up forest, however, appeared more grotesque than before. Its bark and leaves leaking an oil-like substance onto the party below with a terrible stench. The oil was sticky to the touch and not at all pleasant when the party had to walk up the sidewall to reorient themselves in the new forest. As the party continued on, Astor and D’vangeline lagged behind, the heavy injuries they had sustained ensured that they could not keep up with the party. A few adventurers stayed back with them. The distortion continued as the party waded through the vile forest. Strangely enough they eventually discovered a massive entrance that looked nothing at all like the architecture commonly seen in the same. The sign above the entrance was written in a language they couldn’t comprehend. After they entered this bizarrely modern building, they realized that they were inside a museum. Although the tar forest was cold, the museum’s interior was colder and extremely dark. If any of the raid party member illuminated the area, the group would be able to see that there were two rows of Romanesque statues on either side of the room. Behind them were doric columns. As if this shift in environment was not already strange enough, they would notice that there were patches of vein-like purple-black goo covering most of their surroundings. The giant hall also had several gashes in the wall, ceiling, and floor that looked like half-opened eyes. The pupil within the slit appeared to be following them, but it was so subtle that no one can discern. Suddenly, the floor shook as the sound of something massive could be heard coming toward the party. In the deep dark, two red eyes stared at the adventurer’s very soul… If light was shone against the source of the red orbs, @Alphabet Chocolate and @Roland Rutledge would immediately recall the enemy before them. It had a pitch black body of a spider and the torso of a woman. Corrupted and degenerated, the Bloodied Queen had several tendrils protruding out of her body along with hundreds of gashes that looked like half opened eyes all over her body. Each pupil was looking at different adventurers and switched at specific intervals. She was hungry, oh so hungry… and nothing could beat the sweet taste of revenge. Despite her gargantuan size, the spider queen rushed forward and hit the ground using her spider legs, the force behind her attack was powerful enough to scatter the adventurers. Behind her was another massive entrance like the one they had just entered to reach the bizarre museum. Rather than pointing towards the enemy before them, the dissonance sensor pointed to the entrance instead with a signal stronger than ever, but the vengeful enemies would not let them through, not without a fight. She readied herself for a thrown down with some familiar faces. Posting cooldowns have been refreshed.
Preface Same rules as what's in the hub. If you would like to join, read up the instruction in the hub. Enemies Arachna [ ???? HP ] Arachna is the Bloodied Queen of Norfova a former world boss. This time, however, she appears corrupted by dissonance rather than blood magic. Her back seems to be pulsating. Any magically versed player can tell she is gathering a copious amount of mana. Since her HP is unknown, tally up the damage you and the party deals. Dissonant Blood Spikes [ 500 / 500 CP ] Arachna readies her spear-like spider hair for an attack. If this target's CP (Concentration Point, 500/500) bar isn't depleted by the next intermission post, all players will take damage. This target only takes damage from Disruptive Attacks. If your result is lower than 10, you miss the attack. Battle Log All ensnared players have been rescued. Playtus has been defeated. The Dissonant Queen Arachna has been spawned. Everyone who posts in this cycle must take 15 damage from Arachna's preemptive attack. Any player that used a reckless action takes 30 damage. If there is a "Protected" status, take 15 damage instead. Any player that did a protective attack take 30 damage. If the player have a protected status or did a careful attack, take 8 damage. Actions Hidden: Attacking Attacking the enemies Pick one of the attack actions you have in the Event Sheet you copied when you made the tracker to attack a monster. Roll the proper dice Copy and paste the template; Editing the post template / Linking posts Gain 1 stack of Dissonance when you do any kind of attack. 2 stacks if you Reckless attack. Template: Code: [bg] [HP=100]100[/HP] [EN=100]100[/EN] [dissonance]00[/dissonance] [/bg] -XX EN for ACTION Post here [CENTER][d]Action here[/d] [score]Your roll + Modifiers = Total[/score] Tracker / Roll Target: 000 [/CENTER] Hidden: Support Supporting Allies Pick one of the support actions you have in the Event Sheet you copied when you made the tracker to attack a monster. Roll the proper dice Copy and paste the template; Editing the post template / Linking posts Gain 1 stack of Dissonance when you support. Gain 2 instead if you Reckless heal. Make sure to tag who you are supporting! Template: Code: [bg] [HP=100]100[/HP] [EN=100]100[/EN] [dissonance]00[/dissonance] [/bg] -XX EN for ACTION Post here [CENTER][b2]Support Action @ALLY'S NAME for XX[/b2] [score][b2] Your roll + Modifiers = Total [/b2][/score] Tracker / Roll [/CENTER] ❰ Roll Thread ❱ Event Hub | Story Tracker | Roll Thread | Status Tracker | Communication
