73 HP MAX 113 HP 90 EN MAX 100 EN -05 HP from Quadruped Horde -05 HP from Flying Horde -30 HP from Area Damage -10 EN from Careful Attack It's only have been few days since Titanius has been defeated and the battle has been won, but the dissonance still has its effect, particularly around Naryu Canyon. Black goop emerged on some village surrounding the canyon and began to consume the living like it's some kind of marvel comics symbiote. Nevertheless, people and animals alike were turned into mindless, ferocious monsters and have to be stopped before they could invade and spread to other villages. The bounties posted everywhere showed how rampant this problem is. This does seem like the perfect job for her, unfortunately her armor was in repair after all the big battle with Titanius. So through the adventurer guild contract, she enlisted the help of @Bradwynne, @Aalam Abungu, and @Emil Trevelyan. Don't ask how, some might be in for the money, or they just genuinely wants to help with this sticky situation. Corvella's pretty comfortable with this team, as she has worked with Bradwynne before in the Witch Ops. Aalam has proved himself over and over, Eastwatch and secret missions. And she has also witnessed Emil's capability firsthand in the Naryu Canyon, so there shouldn't be any problem. And here they are, just outside of an infested village after doing some reconnaissance and planning. "All right. By observation, the horde of corrupted beings are slightly more dangerous than I expected, but nothing out of ordinary." Corvella pointed at the bunch of abominations walking aimlessly in the village. "We can safely classify them into three groups; the biped ones, hardly posing a threat with their slow walking. The quadruped ones, which moves like any normal beasts do, and the flying ones, should be our priorities. Let's go." Whatever traps or plan they prepared, they then engaged the dissonant horde in the village, lead by Corvella's stealth attack on one of the quadruped beasts. Careful Attack on Quadruped Horde 40 + 20 + 20 = 80 Target: 520 / 600 Roll
120 HP MAX 160 HP 139 EN MAX 149 EN -10 EN for Normal attack -05 HP from Quadruped Horde -05 HP from Flying Horde -30 HP from Area Damage It was too early to be doing these things it was just to earlier, taking a sniff of the cup of coffee that he had in his hand and looking at the group that had been called to kill things. Taking out his flask and add a bit of whiskey to his coffee to give it a bit of a kick. They had just finished killing well that ever that thing was that wanted to end the world, and here he was killing it again. Adding a bit from for his flask into his coffee as he took stock, he should have over thirty arrows in his quiver. That would be enough to kill everything in the area before it killed them but why did this have to happen that early in the morning. Well at least he was going to be in mission with Emil, and he and the boy needed to talk after all the last time. He wasn’t able to finish the job, however, he would have to look at where this goo came from. They killed the thing and well a star maiden killed the thing. This was too close to when the country was going through its shift. If someone had put these things in motion with the other bounties, the nobles that were fighting against the changes in the country and the countryside were still plagued with bandits. He did like the timing it wasn’t working for most, but that was a problem he would have to go back and look at another day. As they had arrived in the spot where he was going to need to shoot down some birdies after all, and he wasn’t planning to miss. However, the standard arrows weren’t going to be able to bring them down well it was a good thing he had a more substantial arrow than normal. So he got up on one of the buildings and aimed not at the birds however their deaths would come later, so he aimed the hoard. This was going to be a bit of fun, after all, it wasn’t many times that he got to practice his archery on moving targets. So he lined up the goal before letting his arrows fly each on hitting the mark that he intended the creature's eyes. After all, there was an ancient saying that in the land of the blind the one-eyed man is king and in a time like this, he was looking to be a king. However, this couldn't take long, after all, the longer this took, the more damage he took, and that was not a good thing. He wasn't about to let himself died here on such a simple thing. "I say focus the damage on the horde take down the biggest" Normal attack on the horde 21 + 50 = 71 Target 1: 200/200 HP/CP Target 2: 446/600 HP/CP Target 3: 300/300 HP/CP roll
073 HP MAX 113 HP 127 EN MAX 152 EN -05 HP from Quadruped Horde -05 HP from Flying Horde -30 HP from Area Damage -25 EN from Critical Attack + Dmg Sup The deaf of the Ancient Dissonance was still being celebrated across the lands of TerraSphere. Emil knew this because of all the taverns and pubs that would immediately break into song or usher drinks to the Dissonance Martyrs that wandered through the wooden doors. The Magus usually gave a smile and raised his glass in a toast with the others, but he didn’t go out of his way to make friends with these people. The big baddie was dead and a precious few decided they wanted to die along with it. To him, there was nothing to toast or celebrate. Still, there seemed to be some problems in the outlying villages surrounding Vinterguard. A few reports had poured into the capitol that spoke about Dissonant tainted creatures slowly shuffling through these villages and devouring everything in sight. Unpleasant, yes, but not really on Emil’s radar. To be frank, nothing had been on his radar since the world boss fight. He had found himself…quite bored of everything. He attributed this boredom to real life complications soaking up more and more of his time. He did want to become a surgeon after all… The lithe mage cleared his throat and looked over the village with his party mates. He had accepted the contract with the female with little to no preamble. There was money to be involved, of course, and they were helping people out, so it seemed as if everyone was complicit in this expedition. Both recommendations from Aalam and Corvella caused Emil to nod. Focus on the most bestial of the dissonance…things and then they could go home. He swallowed and began casting, the explosion from his fireball going off at the same time Corvella charged into battle. He hoped that this wouldn’t take too long. He wasn’t made for long drawn out fights… Critical Attack on Quadruped Horde 44 + 25 + 25 + 06 = 100 Target: 346 / 600 Roll
