55 HP

MAX HP

85 EN

MAX EN

As the others had made it past the zone, he'd utilize this to his advantage, the area cleared and no more poison the group made their way further into the next zone. Here, it appeared they would need to motion the casks from one end to the other. As such he'd use his strength and discipline to carry the barrel towards the other end. Watching his way, having seen a few others fail at the task he noted where to watch for the traps and motions. But before he could begin the barrel from @Luca had set off the bombs and apparently awoken a beast; who came crashing up and into the ground; the explosion causing a great disturbance as they all fell to the floor beneath.

Taking some damage the male would swiftly raise his bow and think quick. Letting off a volley of arrows brazenly into the beast. His partner, a smaller dire wolf soon took to the aide of others helping them out the rubble if needed before dashing in to make a quick assault at its base; yet as reckless as the wolf had been he'd too have to be reckless gaining the creatures attention away from his wolf; the precise arrows aimed at the eyes of his target in attempt to force its sole attention on himself; a bold and foolish move opening himself to a much more dangerous action; yet hopefully turning it's guard down from his pup and anyone else attacking the massive beast.

"CAREFUL!"​

He'd shout as he ran along the pathway along rubble trying not to trip; his breathing heavily as he'd fire off his shots; trying not to be sitting duck but also keeping the beast if it were to focus him ever shifting and focusing giving hopefully some ample opportunity to the rest of the crew; he had no fear of dying in fact he'd hoped to go out in a legendary manner if need be. None the less he'd smile warmly and shout.

"This is exhilarating is it not... My first boss battle. I'm just glad it's with you all!"​

66 + 15 = 81+ 30 = 111
Link to Roll

DPS Reckless Attack
1069 / 1200​

 

38 HP

MAX HP

50 EN

MAX EN

​

Pain tore violently through her body as the Admiral struggled to grab another of the explosives and make it to the gate, to shut the thing down and cut off potential reinforcements. Unfortunately the entire siege, from start to finish, was taking its toll on her. Had been, the entire time. As toxic gases filled the chamber and more and more people fell under the deadly sway of the trapped room, she felt a despair settle into her bones, wondering exactly which branch they had hit on the way down the stupid tree to leave them in this retarded situation. She closed her eyes and waited for the peaceful calm of the Morgue, and let herself drift into darkness.

Drift into darkness.

DRIFT INTO DARKNESS!

“Oh god damn it!” she swore loudly as the room exploded and she fell amongst rubble and ruin into the next level below. What was it lately with her and fucking HEIGHTS? Pissed to all hell that her going quietly into the night had been interrupted, she shook to her feet, feeling the familiar warmth of Jack’s healing wash over her. She shot him a smile and nodded, then ran towards the enormous beast that took up… well, most of the room, and swung wildly at it.

92 + 20 + 30 = 142
Link to Roll
DPS Reckless Attack
927 / 1200
​

 

​

51 HP

MAX HP

45 EN

MAX EN

The explosion was loud and ear piercing. The witch was actually caught unawares. Not really from the whole event itself but that yes... these people.... were really this inept. Praise Babylon she was not like them. She would have ended her life long ago if she had to get out of bed every morning to go about such idiocy and think it was normal. These antics were getting ridiculous to the point of lethal however. Lethal to her, which began to make the Dark Descender seriously consider just keeping away from these morons and sticking to solo missions from now on.

Once the dust settled and witch returned to her feet to dust off and give a glare of pure hate to the entire room. The trump card of this fortress revealed itself along with it's minions. Wonderful, now worms will feast on the flesh of the unworthy. This would undue some of her irritation. Of course she had to prove she was not one of those unworthy. Merkaba immediately casts her Longinus Storm spell to pelt the worms and keeps her distance to watch what may be a magnificent feast.

"Pungendo tenebris carnis indignus figunt et agnum desperationis supplicio aeternum... quiescet Tempestatem Longinus!"

75 + 20 = 95 Success
Link to Roll

DPS Attack
832/1200 ​

 

62 HP

MAX HP

55 EN

MAX EN

And so the floor collapsed and everyone plummeted 20 meters and an extra 10… because of the weight of the impact. Somehow… somewhat, they have ended up inside the secret tunnel the defense group had used to escape. And now, there is a massive-ass worm lusting after their blood. Astor couldn’t believe his luck, or rather the group’s luck when the midget tripped and blew the entire thing to kingdom come. Great job @Luca

When he and Ilusa were falling together from having stay together, he reached out and grabbed her before he quickly casted an explosion at his feet to soften the forces of gravity, hoping for a soft landing. Gravity said no, and pulled them down onto a rock. Astor grunted as pain began to travel up his legs, which felt rather broken, thankfully, game logic spared him from an actual broken leg.

Since everyone was in complete panic and attacking the giant Vampire Wurm at the same time, Astor too felt the need to hurl some basic fire balls at it, hoping to conserve his energy some in preparation for a bigger attack down the line.

"You have got to be fucking me..."

As much as he would like to say something in the chat as the raid commander, he remained still, completely in shock at this new development… In any case, he hurled some fireballs at the large wurm, it did ‘okay’ damage, but nothing to write home about.

He did, however, shouted out at Jack after he received a warm holy light, “Thanks for the heal man!!!”

@Ilusa Nakhalee
@Jack Anders

36 + 20 = 56
(Roll) You Tripped

776 / 1200
DPS Attack
​

 

23 HP

MAX HP

40 EN

MAX EN

​

The explosion tore the ground away, and Sera, like everyone else, found herself falling. She cursed in pain when she hit the ground. "This is not my day," she muttered, getting up. She found herself staring at some... creature, that by no means could be anything other than evil. "Well, I think we found all the proof I needed that there's something wrong with the human country," she said to @Aaron Steele. She sighed. This was not her day at all.

Her health was low, which meant she couldn't waste time, nor do anything reckless. Gathering up energy, she chanted as she prepared a spell. It wasn't an overly powerful one, but as she launched it toward the creature, she knew it would do some damage. She took several steps backward, trying to place the tanks and others of the party with higher health between the creature and her.

"Let's kill this son of a bitch!" She called to her teammates. Yeah, she knew that was the plan already. But at this point, it just felt good to say it. Vaguely, she wondered what the beast would taste like if they cooked it after killing it...

36 + 20 = 56
http://spherical.link/terrarp/threads/roll-you-tripped.1602/page-3#post-9814

DPS Attack
720/1200​

 

61 HP

MAX HP

39 EN

MAX EN

SUPPORT​

Suddenly, the barrels exploded. There were gasps and screams but, luckily everyone survived. Somehow (Ilusa was quite sure she was not the only one who wanted to take a silver of the health from the one who tripped). She could see the stone cracking, but then the floor cracked.

‘Oh shi-’ This thought was unfinished as the entire floor feel down, the entire group with it. “..!!” Wordlessly screaming, the felis this time did not find out if she would land on all fours or not, because Astor grabbed her, pulling her to his chest and princess carrying her and trying to soften the landing.. Which did not work. Even though he softened the landing, she still could see her health drop.

As Astor put her down, her ears flattened and tail completely stood up, because before her very eyes, as the other people started to slowly, slowly get themselves together, a huge monster was before them. Or perhaps was awakened.

The terrifying thing roared and her fur stood up even more. But it also made her glance around. Immediately some launched attack; which was of course the correct response. She glanced at her own health and Stamana bar, wincing at the low numbers.
Yes, for her anything nearing the half of it was low. And when like energy it was less than half, well.

It was, not ideal situation. Her first wide-scale fight. Well then, first she decided that as support, she needed to heal and as others were healing too, like Jack Anders, she decided to make sure she herself would not croak first.

Light spread around her, sinking into her being, mending the flesh and tears. It was not complete heal, but that done, she decided that for this fight, she had to actually fight. Leaving it all to all the fighters only did not sound good. Thus she focused on the light inside her again. The light increased, it turned brighter as she chanted.

Ilusa raised her hands, holding the ball of light and then, she threw it at the ‘face’ of the huge monster, where it impacted, exploding in light (hopefully blinding it) and raining smaller balls of light onto its other parts of the huge body.

That done sheglanced at her blonde companion. “Next heal is yours.” She informed him and then focused at the huge monster, at its health bar and colour. “Ridiculous monster.” The felis huffed, seeing how the bar of the damage was only slowly dwindling down, even thoguh everyone seemed to throw their best at it. It was not even at half of its life.

@Ilusa Nakhalee Heal 6EN 5+3+3 = 11

(95 + 10) / 2 = 52

(Roll) You Tripped [668/1200]

​

 

0 HP

MAX HP

0 EN

MAX EN

DPS - RECKLESS​

Everything was going perfectly to plan, if the plan was to fuck up absolutely everything in the stupidest ways possible. He had not been overly fond of becoming nearly murdered by the vicious traps in the room, and was prepared to feign death and wait for a healer to take pity on him when things went from colossally bad to incomprehensibly worse. In one fell swoop of stupid, the entire floor exploded, and everybody went tumbling down to the next level with painful crumbling of stone and bone. Beaten, battered and broken, he was yet again resigned to just waiting out an eventually healing when something horrific came up from the depths, rearing its ugly maw at them all. There was no way he would survive THAT thing! No way any of them would!

Panicking, desperate to put the creature down as fast as was humanly possible, he pumped all of his mana into one enormous blast of arcane power just as he had seen Rein do in a wolves' den before. Unlike Rein however, he did not have the luxury of simply passing out. The creature lashed with its body, and he became a crushed corpse beneath its fury.

50 + 15 +30 = 95
Link to Roll

568 / 1200​

 

50 HP

MAX HP

50 EN

MAX EN

RECKLESS DPS​

Gwyn had only just begun to relax and slide to the floor of a far wall to watch the others from a safe distance deal with the last of the barrels to regroup her energy. She thanked the looseness in her muscles for not breaking anything in the sudden fall as the barrels blasted off before they were meant to. She didn't see who fucked up, but she didn't envy them the aftermath of eyeing and side glances some would probably give them. She would have given a moment of silence for them as she pulled herself from the rubble with a low groan, but the wurm changed that quickly.

A beautiful monstrosity of a thing rose up with a roar that shook loose what hadn't fallen earlier and Gwyn shot to her feet with wild eyes at the sight of the beast. What a glorious fight. What a challenge. What an obstacle to stare down, its teeth like sharpened gravestones and the scales of its heavy hide like plates of the planet. It was awe-inspiring. Beautiful in its grim majesty. Her breath came short as she pulled herself across the battlefield that was once the central, ground floor hall of the Falderen castle.

She paid no heed to her comrades, none to the rubble littered about or still falling, none to the healers, the fighters, the tanks, nothing but her mark. She snarled up at it with a wicked smile and let the glee of the battle consume her thoughts. This was no hunt, it was a test. She pulled back and felt the Precision Shot charge, the critical-geared attack selected. When next it opened its great maw to scream its challenge, she fired.

One of its spawn bit down on her ankle and she glanced away from the mighty creature to watch the weak, young thing in surprise. "Huh, wonder if I tamed that how long it would take to grow in that," she thought. She didn't think Steel would let it in the guild hall, though.

28 + 15 + 30 = 73
(Roll) You Tripped
[ 495 / 1200 ]
​

 

65 HP

MAX HP

55 EN

MAX EN

TANK

As the male had succeeded and attempted to take a second swing at the goal the over bearing desire to help; would soon be shifted by the need to fill his need bar. As such he'd attempt to aid Sera in such a task, "Come, eat love the baby." he'd say breaking his sandwich in half then giving her his water. Eating half the sandwich he'd pull out another and do the same this time only taking a small bit smiling as he gave her the rest; "You're eating for two, don't argue. We're almost done." he'd say smiling as he looked back to everyone doing their parts. Drinking some water he was content; a bit of rest. Yet as he'd turn back to see the barrel rolling over; causing the massive explosion. His eyes would widen,

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

A long drawn out dramatic shout was made as he wrapped his arms over @Sera Phim ; his natural instinct to wrap his arms around his loved one, trying to take the brunt of the blast as they fell. His body beneath hers if he'd done it properly he'd have the wind knocked out of him becoming injured. Eyes shifting he'd look up to her pained, "You alright?" he'd ask caressing her cheek some as he slowly got up raising to his feet. Wiping some blood from his lips as to hide the injuries he'd sustained through out the course of the event. Eyes fixated on the beast before him he'd glare. Angry with the creature for running his moment with his lover, angry this continued to drag out; one bad event after the other he'd growl and mutter some. "Fuck this game and the bullshit it keeps giving me."

As he finished his complaint he'd burst forth running in his eyes a glow as he went into full on berserk mode; his blade slashing into the beast he'd wait for it; the thrashing about knocking him back some as he raised his shield taking in minor damage. But as a tank, he'd be fine. His blade sinking in with each slash hoping to keep the focus ever changing as he continued his ATTACK on the beast. Yet despite his efforts, it felt limited.

"message here"

He'd say aggressively hoping to gain some response or at least support as he knew this was not going to be an easy feat.

70 + 30 = 100 +15 =115 / 2 [58]
Link to Roll
437 / 1200
​

 

43 HP

MAX HP

52 EN

MAX EN

SUPPORT​

Vision was clouded as alert after alert pinged in front of Aeiou’s eyes. All of his needs had rapidly decayed, and he had done his best to glue his back to a wall to take care of himself. His body was rising and falling with every breath, each breath infinitesimally smaller than the next. This coincided with each slow, agonizing tick that built each of his meters up. The alerts subsided. Until they were exploding. His whole screen was a swarm of alerts and translated text boxes as players suddenly erupted in a cacophony of rage, terror, and who knows what else. Something about dropping a ball, or a bomb, Aeiou couldn’t make it out. They were all popping up one after another. By the time that it had clicked that they were indeed falling, Aeiou was already hitting the ground.

The wind left his lungs as his back collided with hard ground. And he still. Couldn’t. See. An incoherent growl of irritation escaped his lips. His tongue had given up attempting to articulate. He brought up his palm menu.

Turn off Speech-To-Text Add-On?​

God, yes.

The sea of words cleared, and all that was left was a giant, bright alert that pinged for a boss. Not that it was necessary. The wurm towered above them, and Aeiou didn’t need to hear it to know that it was unhappy. Hopefully something would be done before it had a chance to demonstrate its ire. Without hesitating, Aeiou worked his hands into a symbol of Group Healing and directed at the first targets he could see.

@The Admiral @Kit @Aaron Steele

(5+0)/2 = 3 HEALS
(67 + 0)/2 = 34

(Roll) You Tripped

404 / 1200
​

 

45 HP

MAX HP

50 EN

MAX EN

Concentration was an understatement to the pink haired grappler’s current state as she reached the other end of the wing in a fairly stiff position. She put the barrel down, wiping the sweat on her forehead and sighed out of relief for being done with the ordeal. As soon as she let her guard down, however, a barrel rolled in full force, crashin in all others generating a explosion strong enough to plummet everything and everyone down more than twenty meters.

Ju winced while getting up, only to hear a familiar sound in the back of her head as the annoying ringing on her ears finally subsided. Her eyes widened at the sight of the monster before them – as if things weren’t bad enough.

“Hopefully this is gonna be the fuckin’ last time!” She roared, sprinting up to the monster and joining those in the vanguard to support the other tanks.

(34 + 15) = 49 / 2 = 25
(Roll) You Tripped
Tank Attack
379 / 1200
​

 

70 HP

MAX HP

50 EN

MAX EN

Noah stood there waiting for the others to bring their barrels of the magical chemical over to the stone. Just as he was beginning they had this in the bag, shit hit the fan. The explosion happened a bit prematurely. As the whole group came crashing through the ceiling, Noah was able to nimbly avoid any serious damage thanks to the rogue’s skill set. As the dust settled it appeared that the players had done their task and destroyed the stone, before there was any celebration though the low growl of a predator in their midst would put them all on edge. A massive slytherin wyvern of some sorts seemed to have made it’s home under the castle. Noah and the rest of the players were shit out of luck.


Noah quickly recovered from the fall and with the rest of the group was off to fight the beast. Noah was nearest to the creature's backside, allowing him the advantage of the creatures blind spot. With speed fitting for a rogue he quickly took off towards the creature with his sword drawn and ready to fight. He aimed for the beast’s tail and backside hoping to dob it off even though his sword was a bit dull. He was able to get a few strikes in but had miscalculated his attack pattern and was struck by the tail knocking him back a good distance from the creature and right into the wall. The wind was knocked out of him for a moment but that would not last forever.

58 + 20 +30 (Reckless DPS)=108
Link to Roll

DPS Reckless
279 / 1200
​

 

10 HP

MAX HP

40 EN

MAX EN

RECKLESS DPS​

They had honestly been trying to help their guild mate out of... well... for some reason probably beyond "Merkaba would bitch if they failed" or "because Earley will owe them, despite Earley owing no one nothing." They should have teleported out and played it safe. Instead here they were having fallen through the floor and into the middle of a castle's core to face off with a giant fucking stone snake worm thing. A wurm, yes?

At the sight of the thing they threw their hands forward, the tarot cards whirling madly around them with a fury as if to form a shield of themselves alone. It would do nothing for Rook, however, and they bade the patrons to aid them. Now was the time to shine for those who would. Despite the massive snake inciting an immediate rivalry in Malefimancy's entity, it was The Queen of Cats herself. The first fight they'd had, she had answered their call. Now in their first fight against a boss of a creature? She rose again in a fury of possessive, protective instinct. The Pyromancy creature in planes beyond roared in the voice of a tiger, a wildfire, a volcano on the brink. Her's was the right to this kill and she shoved the other magical forces away and drew forth the cards through Rook's nimble, but weakening hands.

The Eight of Wands. Justice. The Queen of Wands.
Swiftness. Power. Instinct.​

A fireball snarled from where the paper cards had floated and was sent soaring forward, crashing into the stone and ruined rubble of the floors above and the tunnels below the beasts had carved out in their emergence. A few of the creature's spawn went up in flames and the fires snaked along the seams of the plating on the beast. Rook fell to a knee, holding tight to their flank where a sharp shard of flink-like stone jutted from. They had a sinking feeling they wouldn't survive its death.

5 + 10 + 30 = 45
(Roll) You Tripped
[ 234 / 1200 ]
​

 

60 HP

MAX HP

77 EN

MAX EN

As soon as Daren had noticed the barrel rolling toward the other's, he cursed inwardly. Of course someone luck would force a new encounter. Shaking his head ever so slightly, Daren's eyes began to lock onto one of the people he had seen were in deep trouble, pointing his finger toward them he activated single healing on the dark woman. He would definitely have to get @Merkaba her name after this raid, that was assuming he would be alive after this. In his head he started humming. Oh this was marveloius, the game creators sure went to great lengths to provide an ample sized boss for this raid.

After having finished healing the woman that was now attackin, Daren turned to actually look at th giant worm. He wished he could make it a pet of sorts. It would have been a very fun pet to have and to use against people he didn't like. But, it was in his way so he wasn't saying anything to stop the attack; even if he did he doubted this creature would listen to him.

55 + 0 = 55/2 = 27.5 = 28
Link to Roll

Support SINGLE HEALING
@Merkaba +5HP
706/ 1200
​