Turn 200
((Doktor Diabolical's miner bot isn't in the inventory.))
Doktor Diabolical:
"Progress! Mwahahaha!"
If the bike is effectively rideable now: {
"Onwards! To diabolicalness and beyond!"
Doktor Diabolical and his robots go three hexes down, and Doktor Diabolical makes three robots essences. }
If the bike is not effectively rideable now: {
"Looks like I have just a little bit more work to do!"
Doktor Diabolical enlarges the bike once more, then makes two robots essences. }
~~~
((Next turn is turn 200. Whoooooo!))
SPD [(5)/2+2=4.5]
CMP [5+1=6]
POT [4+2=6]
CMP [6]
POT [5+2-1=6]
CMP [4+1-2=3]
POT [5]
Doktor got onto his bike and moved south. There was an edge of the world to the south and edge of the forest to the west. It would be hard to tell which of the two was more dangerous. But the planes right here were nice. And the flat land would allow him to see anything coming from far away.
Keep the swarmcubes cutting, hit him with my handheld bladecube.
SPD [6] vs [4-1=3]
CMP [6]
END [4]
STR [5+1=6]
DEX [3-1=2]
END [1-1=0]
Cuberac sent his cubes and they beset Blake once more. Again they failed to do much more than annoy him, but they did distract him. Blade hypercube sailed in a wide arc that ended right onto Blake's head. The impact knocked him to the ground, scrambling whatever plans he had along with much of his gray matter. Blake didn't even groan in pain, he was that much out of it.
Well, that could have gone much wor-SKELLIBORN WHAT ARE YOU DOING? I... Stop it! Stop swinging that sword! All this about spiders and driders and whatever, it's not real! There are no spiders here, and there are no driders! It's all a hallucination caused by pollen that the white flowers were spitting out! Just... Ignore them! Ignore the spiders and the driders and whatever eldritch horrors jump at you, because the more you swing that sword at a bunch of phantasms, the more likely you are to hurt me and Surg! So calm your booty and just keep telling yourself that the spiders aren't real!
Oh, I feel a draft. I hope that doesn't push any more pollen in here. Y'know, with all this caring after victims and plant extermination - cleaning as well quite soon - I'm doing, one might mistake me for a witch as opposed to a mage. To be honest, I'm fine with that. I've always had a fairly deep respect for witchcraft. A quick charm or two here and there and a little elbow grease can have just as much impact on the world as a ritual focused incredible power by a mage of my caliber.
Make sure the entrance to the room tightly shut. Prop something against the door if need be. If there are any loose rags around the forge, grab one and begin wiping up the pollen from the floor. If not, instead make one from a piece of Surg's clothing since he seems just about catatonic anyway. If Surg resists, cast a spell to create a rag of the same cloth-like material that my head bandage is made of. Be sure to only wipe with one face of the cloth; that way it can be folded up relatively safely.
It's not chloroform, but it'll do. Plus, having it not track all over the place will be nice.
((To answer your question, All of them))
Purify myself with the blade of purification.(aka make the pollen b gone)
If this consists of stabbing myself also use the dwarven army knife of regeneration.
END [2]
STR [3+1=4]
END [1-1=0]
Chorkinaan found some cloth, possibly here to wrap finished goods into, and began cleaning pollen from all surfaces. He cleaned pollen off Surg, but left a wide berth around Skeliborn. He seemed to be having it worse than Surg, but he also had a glowy greatsword and was swinging it around. Then, possibly after defeating all the driders, Skelibor began battling the spiders on him. It took some skill to swing a greatsword against yourself, but Skeliborn manged it. Blade struck his chest, cutting though a rib and breaking another one. This was quite enough pain, especially combined with blade's purifying capabilities, to wake Skeliborn from his hallucinations. Luckily for Skeliborn, although he was too busy screaming in pain to think about it, the purifying effect of the blade seemed to prevent blood curse from reacting to the wound. And it felt worse than it was, between Tower's aura and his own pocket knife of regeneration, the wound would close in a minute.
have the crystal phoenix attack Easter again, then breath fire on him
SPD [6] vs [3]
DEX [autosuccess]
STR [3]
DEX [6]
DEX [3-1=2]
END [3+1=4]
Mini-phoenix again attacked Easter and again Easter dodged out of the way. This time, Easter attempted to punt the mini-phoenix out of the sky with his fist but the tiny bird was too fast for this. The big bird was also too fast for this, as Easter suddenly found himself staring into open maw of the Seva!Phoenix. This time, there was no time to dodge. Easter jumped out of the flame but damage was already done. Regeneration stopped again as wings were burned down back to charred stumps.
Reconstruct my nose and head to the west.
CMP [4+1=5]
POT [2+1=3]
SPD [(3-1)/2+1=2]
Duritarum checked his nose again. He had tried to set it in place with blood magic, but it was still off. Sighing, he set it in place by hand and winced as pain surged again. Climbing out of the pit was slightly more trouble with lead sheets weighing him down, but he managed. Moving westwards he returned back to the same place where the tower with skelemages was. There seemed to be less skeletons around, possibly due to their usual battleground being a crater.
Renew the fire-shields. Use my affinity for fire magic to sense where the fire from the portal is being drained/moved to. Go there (unless it's near the tower).
Are the fire shields still up?
"What next, Karnax?"
Two essences.
CMP [4+1=5]
POT [6+2=8]
CMP [4]
POT [3+2-1=4]
CMP [4+1=5]
POT [5+1=6]
CMP [2]
POT [2]
Karnax re-conjured the fire shield around himself and Khozek. Basic safety procedures done, he began searching for where all this power was going. There was something of a reverse vortex rising from the tree and spreading in a corona around the top of the dome around the tree. Curiously, the fire part of the magic was becoming significantly fainter after rising through the dome.
"And the Abyss stared back... I should try to reshape myself a bit more before going for confirmation."
Oblivious to all the pollen flying around, Ao walked further through the Tower empty halls. Creating 4 essences on his way.
LUCK [8+1=9]
CMP [6+1+1=8]
POT [1->1+3+1=5]
CMP [6+1+1-1=7]
POT [3+3+1-1=6]
CMP [3]
POT [6+3+1-2=8]
CMP [2+1+1-3=1]
POT [3+3+1-3=4]
Ao resumed his exploration of the tower. He found himself faced with quite a few stairways leading upwards and rose to the upper levels. One final stairway led him to a room with half of the ceiling missing. Under naked sky stood a telescope, but far more interestingly, the sky was the sky of night. Stars could be seen clearly, although there was no moon.
Redrum gestures!
The corpse shudders and begins to move!
Animate the bearded cadaver, collect a bunch of decaying twigs (this was missed last turn) and make 4 new essences.
CMP [5+1=6]
POT [1+1=2]
CMP [5]
POT [5]
CMP [6+1-2=5]
POT [5+1-2=4]
CMP [4+1-3=2]
POT [3+1-3=1]
CMP [1+1-4=-2]
LUCK [4]
Redrum gestured at the corpse and the corpse shuddered and began to move. Then it stopped moving as the energy moving it ran out. Redrum wondered if this was because something was wrong with the corpse and decided that it could had been the mud sticking to the corpse. Or maybe a tree root grew through it. Either way, it too more than usual amount of energy for the corpse to get up, so it ran out before it did.
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