[PP-F4 & F5] The Gathering of Osmium (Moartea & Life)

[Moartea 0]

Moartea realized that Life had gotten paralyzed like him, and he looked at the dragon again and charged at the beast, the dragon seemingly landing on the ground and Moartea snickered. ~Bad move, now i can cleave your wings off, and cut you down.~ He thought the dragon slashed at him with its claws, he moved out of the way and slide under the dragon and out behind it. As he jumped and ran along the spine, he swung his blade and hoped that he landed a hit on this attack.

 

Edit: With a might swing, he jumped and spun in the air, slicing both wings clean off and causing damage to the beast, as he brought himself up and dove down into the dragons head. Smacking it hard with his shield and knocking it to the ground, as he slide and slowly rose next to Life, "Never judge a Kaiser you beast, remember that." He said as his voice was full of certain determination and slight bit of anger, as he held his shield up to protect his ally and friend.

 

-Party-

Life: 15/19

Moartea: 15/17 HP (-1 DMG: HME: R1)

 

-Moartea's Stats-

Fenris: +2 ACC||+1 DMG

Magnus Tower Shield: Thorns: Opponent takes 1 point of damage on BD roll of 6-8 when attacking the wearer of this item.

Heavy Metal Equipment Rank 1: +1 D/R (Negates one point of damage)

One-Handed Curved Sword Rank 1: +1 DMG (Causes single extra point of damage)

 

-Enemy-

Ice Dragon: 28/50 - two damage - Paralysis(2) on rolls 9,10

(-4 HP): Moartea's attack

(-8 HP): Life's attack

(-7 HP): Life's attack

(-3 HP): Moartea's attack

 

-Moartea's Combat System-

[1]: Epic Miss: Nothing can change this result

[2-5]: Miss

[6-8]: Strike: One base point of damage dealt

[9]: Natural Critical: One base point of damage, plus extra one point dealt

[10]: Natural Hyper Critical: One base point of damage, plus extra two points deal 

 

~Results~

 

-Dice Rolls-

ID: 1901

BD: 8 (+2): 10 (Non natural critical. no extra damage)

CD: 6

LD: 3

MD: 6

 

[Rolled a 8+2: 10] (Non natural Critical)

[One base point of damage, plus extra one point of damage on Ice Dragon]

[Plus two points of extra damage on Ice Dragon] (+1 point extra damage, Fenris. +1 point extra damage, from One-Handed Curved Sword skill Rank 1. )

[Negated one point of damage from Ice Dragon, Heavy Metal Equipment: Rank 1]

[Total Damage dealt: 3]

[Life 0]

L smiled as Moartea displayed sheer skill running up the spine of the dragon, he did a hefty amount of damage cutting off it's wings. "That's the way Moartea! You show that ugly thing who's boss" He grinned like an idiot as he laid helpless on the floor, he would break free soon though, he felt the ice begin to weaken and he felt himself bursting with energy. 

 

-Party-

Life: 15/19

Moartea: 15/17

 

-Enemy-

Ice Dragon: 28/50 - two damage - Paralysis(2) on rolls 9,10

[Moartea 0]

Moartea his last attack was successful, and now the dragon grounded for good, he help up his shield and bull rushed the flying lizard and saw the beast getting up and the tail. spearing towards him, and he deflected it with his tower shield and ran up the tail once again. This time he was going for the head, as before his could the blasted thing rolled over and Moartea had to jump off. As he slide a few feet away the dragon turned. but in that time frame, Moartea got close in and slide as his drove his blade upward, and tried to gut the giant lizard.

 

Edit: A failure is was he got, as the tail came rushing at him and he blocked it, making him fly in the opposite direction, and into the nearby forest, as he was yelling at the top of his lungs. "BLASTED COLD BLOODED FLYING LIZARD, HOW IN THE HELL ARE YOU OUT HERE AND NOT IN THE DESERT?!?!?!" He yelled as he landed in the trees and got up, only to see the thing coming at him again, "LIFE!" "The tree's, we'll use them as cover, hurry up and get over here, we'll attack from the cover of darkness, look the sun!" He said pointing as it was going behind a mountain, and the area began to darken, with that he activated his <<Night Vision>> skill and went into hiding from the dragon, which was in the tree's looking stupid and stuck.

 

-Party-

Life: 15/19

Moartea: 15/17 HP (-1 DMG: HME: R1)

 

-Moartea's Stats-

Fenris: +2 ACC||+1 DMG

Magnus Tower Shield: Thorns: Opponent takes 1 point of damage on BD roll of 6-8 when attacking the wearer of this item.

Heavy Metal Equipment Rank 1: +1 D/R (Negates one point of damage)

One-Handed Curved Sword Rank 1: +1 DMG (Causes single extra point of damage)

 

-Enemy-

Ice Dragon: 28/50 - two damage - Paralysis(2) on rolls 9,10

(-4 HP): Moartea's attack

(-8 HP): Life's attack

(-7 HP): Life's attack

(-3 HP): Moartea's attack

 

-Moartea's Combat System-

[1]: Epic Miss: Nothing can change this result

[2-5]: Miss

[6-8]: Strike: One base point of damage dealt

[9]: Natural Critical: One base point of damage, plus extra one point dealt

[10]: Natural Hyper Critical: One base point of damage, plus extra two points deal 

 

~Results~

 

-Dice Rolls-

ID: 1932

BD: 2 (+2): 4 

CD: 5

LD: 9

MD: 2

 

[Rolled a 2+2: 4] (Miss: Faliure)

[No damage done]

[Dragon missed attack]

[Total Damage dealt: 0]

 

-Miscellaneous information-

Low light vision due to lack of light from sun activated -1 to all Dice rolls

Night Vision activated, Moartea immune to effects of low light scenario.

[Life 0]

The paralyse finally wore off and he kicked up breaking the ice off of him. "All right then i guess we should take some cover, but i don't see so well in the dark" He followed Moartea into the forest panting as he watched the skies waiting to be picked off by the beast or at least he would if it could fly, Moartea did a good job grounding the lizard and that was all it was now. "I wonder how it would fair in such an environment.. it is rather huge.." He looked over towards him waiting for the next steps, there wasn't much he could do in this situation, not even the dragon knew what do to. 

 

-Party-

Life: 15/19

Moartea: 15/17

 

-Enemy-

Ice Dragon: 28/50 - two damage - Paralysis(2) on rolls 9,10

 

ID: 1979

[Moartea 0]

As Moartea stood in the trees, and he looked at Life, who was near him, he stood up and went for an attack, as the dragon was not doing so well, guess it couldn't see in the dark all that well. Moartea came in closed and saw the eyes of the beast lock onto him, and he swung Fenris at the blasted beast, hoping to land a hit.

 

Edit: A failure is was he got, as the tail yet again came and knocked him back, and he went flying into the tree he was in, and hit the trunk, as he grabbed a branch and tried to hold on. The dragon now looking at him, with some difficultly, and he looked at Life, "Go attack it, I will act as bait." He said as he jumped down and landed on the ground, waving his arms at the beast, "Over ere you blasted lizard, come make a meal out of meal if you can, I won't go down with a fight though." He said, as he then went defensive.

 

-Party-

Life: 15/19

Moartea: 14/17 HP (-1 DMG: HME: R1)

 

-Moartea's Stats-

Fenris: +2 ACC||+1 DMG

Magnus Tower Shield: Thorns: Opponent takes 1 point of damage on BD roll of 6-8 when attacking the wearer of this item.

Heavy Metal Equipment Rank 1: +1 D/R (Negates one point of damage)

One-Handed Curved Sword Rank 1: +1 DMG (Causes single extra point of damage)

 

-Enemy-

Ice Dragon: 28/50 - two damage - Paralysis(2) on rolls 9,10

(-4 HP): Moartea's attack

(-8 HP): Life's attack

(-7 HP): Life's attack

(-3 HP): Moartea's attack

 

-Moartea's Combat System-

[1]: Epic Miss: Nothing can change this result

[2-5]: Miss

[6-8]: Strike: One base point of damage dealt

[9]: Natural Critical: One base point of damage, plus extra one point dealt

[10]: Natural Hyper Critical: One base point of damage, plus extra two points deal 

 

~Results~

 

-Dice Rolls-

ID: 1980

BD: 2 (+2): 4 

CD: 2

LD: 19

MD: 6

 

[Rolled a 2+2: 4] (Miss: Faliure)

[No damage done]

[Negated one point of damage from Ice Dragon, Heavy Metal Equipment: Rank 1]

[Total Damage dealt: 0]

 

-Miscellaneous information-

Low light vision due to lack of light from sun activated -1 to all Dice rolls

Night Vision activated, Moartea immune to effects of low light scenario.

[Life 0]

L nodded at him, it was risky himself being in such a enclosed and dark environment, he was claustrophobic in that sense. When he fought he preferred to have a large amount of space to work with that didn't have many obstacles but he felt he could use the forest to his advantage in some way. His cloak blended in perfectly with the environment and he soon disappeared into he shadows sneaking around the sides of the beast. He jumped forward with a sneak attack jumping off the side of the tree and brought his blade hard down its side carving deep into its flesh. It wailed and spazzed its tail trying to knock him away but the damage was done and L had already snuck back into the shadows. 

 

-Party-

Life: 15/19

Moartea: 15/17

 

-Enemy-

Ice Dragon: 21/50 - two damage - Paralysis(2) on rolls 9,10

 

ID: 1981 

[Moartea 0]

As Moartea saw Life's attack land, and he took a chunk out of the HP, he grinned and charged at it as well, as he swung Fenris at it, and saw the tail coming in to hit him, and he knew his shield would negate some of the damage to it.

 

Edit: Moartea's sword, Fenris cleaved into the beasts scaly skin and caused the same damage as he did before, cleaving open the belly and feeling the effect of the tail hit him. As it set him flying back and into the bushes, where he stayed until the dragon stopped crying in pain, Moartea suddenly rolled to his side as he was the huge tail come at him again, and he went defensive again.

 

-Party-

Life: 15/19

Moartea: 13/17 HP (-1 DMG: HME: R1)

 

-Moartea's Stats-

Fenris: +2 ACC||+1 DMG

Magnus Tower Shield: Thorns: Opponent takes 1 point of damage on BD roll of 6-8 when attacking the wearer of this item.

Heavy Metal Equipment Rank 1: +1 D/R (Negates one point of damage)

One-Handed Curved Sword Rank 1: +1 DMG (Causes single extra point of damage)

 

-Enemy-

Ice Dragon: 18/50 - two damage - Paralysis(2) on rolls 9,10

(-4 HP): Moartea's attack

(-8 HP): Life's attack

(-7 HP): Life's attack

(-3 HP): Moartea's attack

(-7 HP): Life's attack

(-3 HP): Moartea's attack

 

-Moartea's Combat System-

[1]: Epic Miss: Nothing can change this result

[2-5]: Miss

[6-8]: Strike: One base point of damage dealt

[9]: Natural Critical: One base point of damage, plus extra one point dealt

[10]: Natural Hyper Critical: One base point of damage, plus extra two points deal 

 

~Results~

 

-Dice Rolls-

ID: 1982

BD: 6 (+2): 8 

CD: 7

LD: 14

MD: 7

 

[Rolled a 6+2: 8]

[One base point of damage, plus extra one point of damage on Ice Dragon]

[Plus two points of extra damage on Ice Dragon] (+1 point extra damage, Fenris. +1 point extra damage, from One-Handed Curved Sword skill Rank 1. )

[Negated one point of damage from Ice Dragon, Heavy Metal Equipment: Rank 1]

[Total Damage dealt: 3]

 

-Miscellaneous information-

Low light vision due to lack of light from sun activated -1 to all Dice rolls

Night Vision activated, Moartea immune to effects of low light scenario.

[Life 0]

He grimaced as he watched Moartea get hit, it looked painful but he was sure they would be ok. "Don't get careless now" He jumped into a tree and examined the beast, it seemed to be searching for him but it wasn't going to get anything out of him, not one bit. He stalked silently until it dropped it's guard re-focusing on Moartea. Big mistake he dropped down onto its neck and it flinched backwards. It rocked side to side but L's blade already found it's mark. It's neck was very thick and the scales covered it well but L didn't care as he brutally tore through it with his blade. It turned and prepared an ice blast but L was much too quick for that. He slid off the side dragging his blade with him down it's back and jumped off into another tree preparing for another assault while it bellowed in agony. 

 

~Attack success! Perfect Critical! 

~Enemy attack failed!

 

-Party-

Life: 15/19

Moartea: 13/17

 

-Enemy-

Ice Dragon: 12/50 - two damage - Paralysis(2) on rolls 9,10

 

ID: 1983

[Moartea 0]

As Moartea nodded at Life's comment, and he saw the attack he grinned, for he saw an opening in the dragons defense and he went for it. The rush of cold air was wonderful, as he slide and jumped swinging his sword at the neck of the dragon, and slide it down its long neck, and aimed for the shoulder, going for another limb shot.

 

Edit: All that was heard was a loud shatter and the roar of the dragon as Moartea had cleaved the arm off the dragon, from the shoulder down, as that happened the dragon suddenly smacked him back and released a huge torrent of ice breathe at him and Moartea was once again paralyzed. As he struggled to move, the dragon now focusing on finding Life as it's opponent was incapacitated, and unable the move for the next 2 minutes (Turns). 

 

-Party-

Life: 15/19

Moartea: 12/17 HP (-1 DMG: HME: R1) Paralyzed 2 turns

 

-Moartea's Stats-

Fenris: +2 ACC||+1 DMG

Magnus Tower Shield: Thorns: Opponent takes 1 point of damage on BD roll of 6-8 when attacking the wearer of this item.

Heavy Metal Equipment Rank 1: +1 D/R (Negates one point of damage)

One-Handed Curved Sword Rank 1: +1 DMG (Causes single extra point of damage)

 

-Enemy-

Ice Dragon: 9/50 - two damage - Paralysis(2) on rolls 9,10

(-4 HP): Moartea's attack

(-8 HP): Life's attack

(-7 HP): Life's attack

(-3 HP): Moartea's attack

(-7 HP): Life's attack

(-3 HP): Moartea's attack

(-6 HP): Life's attack

(-3 HP): Moartea's attack

 

-Moartea's Combat System-

[1]: Epic Miss: Nothing can change this result

[2-5]: Miss

[6-8]: Strike: One base point of damage dealt

[9]: Natural Critical: One base point of damage, plus extra one point dealt

[10]: Natural Hyper Critical: One base point of damage, plus extra two points deal 

 

~Results~

 

-Dice Rolls-

ID: 1984

BD: 6 (+2): 8 

CD: 4

LD: 19

MD: 10

 

[Rolled a 6+2: 8]

[One base point of damage, plus extra one point of damage on Ice Dragon]

[Plus two points of extra damage on Ice Dragon] (+1 point extra damage, Fenris. +1 point extra damage, from One-Handed Curved Sword skill Rank 1. )

[Negated one point of damage from Ice Dragon, Heavy Metal Equipment: Rank 1]

[Total Damage dealt: 3]

 

-Miscellaneous information-

Low light vision due to lack of light from sun activated -1 to all Dice rolls

Night Vision activated, Moartea immune to effects of low light scenario.

[Life 0]

The dragon was at a loss, without being able to fly and without having its original 4 legs it was a useless hunk of meat. L simply sauntered towards it staring it down as it struggled to stand straight, it still had some fight left in it but it was useless as L smirked with a devilish eyes and brought his arm up in the air.It glowed a deep blue a beacon for what good was left in him, it was already turning into a darker shade, nearly like a purple and stutter stepped ending up in a mid air position above the beast in a mere blink of an eye bringing his blade down swiftly against its neck using a previous cut to go the rest of the way severing its head. He landed gracefully resting his blade on his back and smiled "That was easy" He dusted himself off as the beasts body dissipated into golden particles behind him and walked over to the intense Moartea and placed his hand on his shoulder massaging it before continuing through the forest. "We should begin heading back now, it seemed the beast had some osmium in its belly. Perhaps they use it to breathe ice the same way regular dragons use nitrogen and platinum to combust and breathe fire" He scratched the bottom of his chin, he didn't seem the intelligent type but he was better at science than any other subject back at home and that was saying something considering his athletic nature in PDHPE. 

 

~Attack success! Perfect Critical! 

~Enemy Defeated!

 

-Party-

Life: 15/19 +1 White osmium ore 

Moartea: 13/17

 

-Enemy-

Ice Dragon: 0/50 - DEAD

 

ID: 2007

[Moartea 0]

Moartea stood up as the battle was over and the effects of the de-habitation wore off instantly and he got up, after hearing Life's theory he came up with one similar. "Maybe, but tis there be'eth another way, this thing may use a similar method of ice breathing, usually that would require some sort of Endothermic collection of compounds. Complex chemicals are usually heat storage systems and release heat when they either decompose or oxidize. Endothermic reactions usually involve one or more compounds uniting to create more complex compounds so the creature utilizing an ice-breath would have to store its reactant separately and have them brought together in a suitably complex action." Moartea said, sounding intelligent but then waved his hand in the air, "At least that's thine theory, come let us continue onward." He said as he sheathed Fenris and began trekking towards back to the town, not sure why his intelligence suddenly showed, as he didn't want people to think that he was something smart guy.

[Life 0]

He smirked at his theory and nodded as they started to walk back to town, his theory didn't necessarily prove his wrong. "Well yes of course they would need a separate chamber to keep the gas for when they would want to use it. They graze of platinum or in this case osmium and the bacteria in their stomachs help to produce a chemical which will help polarise its breathe with the gasses in the separate chamber. They could also have a flap at the back of their throats to prevent it from freezing, similar to the way crocodiles use theirs to prevent water from entering their insides. Some of the osmium or platinum would remain on the backs of their molars which then combust with the chemical gasses in the separate chamber, of course the chamber leading to the back of their mouths just in front of the flaps. I also believe the nitrogen would give them some lift, giving me the theory that a dragon must balance their specialised breathe with their ability to fly. It makes sense considering dragons should be much too heavy to fly with just their wings on their own, even if they have specialised honeycombed bones" He didn't use the same sophisticated language as Moartea but his knowledge was there, science was one of his more preferred subjects back at school. "Anyway.." He said with a small huff and a grin "Where are we heading off to next?" 

[Moartea 0]

"We are now heading to the fifth floor, to obtain original Osmium, and Demonic Ore, if we can, I hear that Imps can drop the item." He said as he took Life to the town and then touched the gate, "Teleport floor five." He said as he disappeared in a flash of white and when he opened his Slate grey eyes, he saw sand, and then he felt the heat. "Bun cer!!" He yelled in Romanian as he fell to his knees and immediately switched his gear from his royal attire into something more appropriate. As a traditional white Arabian outfit with a red sash around his waist, black boots with blue stripes appeared and he stood up, and turned to the gate to see if Life was behind him, this new outfit would surely make Life abit surprised.

 

-OOC: Desert Attire; Ignore Alibaba Saluja, and focus on the outfit.-

[Life 0]

As they ported into floor 5 L wondered where their journey would take them next. Apparently they had to kill Imps of some kind. "Sounds good to me" The sand buffeted his face and regretted not brining a hood of some kind to protect his face. When the mini sand storm ended he looked over at Moartea and face palmed internally "Why am i not surprised?" He smirked and nudged him lightly. "lead the way" He cracked his knuckles, he had wondered how hard the imps where going to be, hopefully not too tanky as he wasn't looking forward to a long session of farming hard to kill mobs. Hopefully though he wouldn't have to wait for too long until they got what they came for. 

[Moartea 0]

Moartea now feeling better, this new outfit he picked up for this floor was a good idea, as he lead Life into the desert and towards the area that he heard about the Imps, it was a temple that an NPC told him about. A dark temple where only the Imps spawn, though they may be powerful in numbers, alone they were weak, as Moartea turned to Life, "Information on the Imps doth be'eth this, they stay in groups of 2 to 3, and wield pitchforks." "They each have at least 18 HP and can only do one point of damage, but they will call for back up if we are not careful." "Another thing thine was told, if we kill 20 imps, a <<Demon Lord>> will appear, he be'eth a powerful foe, housing 75 HP, and causing 3 points of damage, and that be not the worst part." "He can cause a effect called <<Hell Fire>>, a burn effect, that lasts 2 minutes (turns) and cause 2 points of damage during the 2 minutes (turns)."

 

Moartea explained to Life and gave him a worried look,  "Friend Life, if we are not careful this foe maybe more powerful than the Ice Dragon, what is thous idea on this foe?" "And don't say something like "Then we need to not kill 20 Imps." "Thine mean, if it does come to that, do thou think we should flee and come another day or stay and fight it?" He said, not knowing what the <<Demon Lord>> could do, they might in for a more deadly fight than the <<Ice Dragon>>, as Moartea stopped and saw the temple in the distance, "There, that doth be'eth our location, let us tread carefully there." Moartea said as he drew them closer to the Temple, the structure seemed to be Mayan related, and it was very ornate and intricate, but was a black colour, like Obsidian. As he looked at the scriptures and couldn't read the texture engraved in the stone, and sat down, looking about the area and saw the entrance and looked up at Life, "Lets make a game plan before we rush in, I want to be prepared at all times." He said before turning his body around and going cross legged.

[Life 0]

He grimaced as he heard Moartea describe the session ahead, he wasn't looking forward to it at all "Perhaps it would be best to just get what we came for and leave. This Demon Lord doesn't sound like someone i'd die to but i'd rather not spend too much time here" He sighed and tilted his neck to the side giving off a loud crack. "Lets just kill these things and leave, whatever crosses my path is dead either way" He pulled his blade out from its sheath on his back and looked over and Moartea as he asked him for a plan and smirked "Moartea... like i said. You need not worry about a plan. Anything that crosses my path, Is dead. End of story" He waltzed over to the entrance and blew it open with a single palm "Im more than ready. The question is, are you?" He looked back over to him again, this time with colder eyes. He didn't like his strength being questioned and was agitated simply by the fact he though he needed a plan. L was a master strategist, but he wasn't one to give orders. That's why Argumail left Kazuya to be the crimson tactician for the battlefield, and left it to L to slaughter whatever came by him with ease.  

[Moartea 0]

Moartea sighed as he got up and walked to the entrance, as he looked down all he saw was darkness, and he stepped back, "Smells of sulfur, and to answer thous question Life, thine is ready, let us be off." He said as he looked for a stairway or something to climb down, as he found none, so with his only option he activated his <<Martial Arts>> skill, pulling out a rope from his inventory and wrapping it around a pillar, and jumping down the dark tunnel. As he landed in a wall, and he jumped again, disappearing into the depths of the temple, and finally reached the bottom, as it was full of sand and rock, he looked up and tugged the rope telling Life that it was safe to land. Moartea looked around and heard chatter and cackles in the distance as he knew those where Imps, and he was ready to kill, his eyes turning over with a glaze, now his eyes were shiny and he was in full battle mode.

[Life 0]

He smirked and looked over at Moartea "That's a nice look in your eyes, lets get started then shall we" Within that instant he was already gone into the centre of the battlefield. The imps attack patterns where strange to follow but he would soon adjust. However the adjustment was to come after his mistakes this one leaving his sides wide open allowing for the imps to chain their attacks on him. It was a nasty bit of damage but it wasn't as bad as he thought considering the circumstances of his positioning. "And now i punt thee with thine sword" He smirked again and focused his eyes towards the scrawniest imp and drew his blade letting it fly at them at the same time sending it flying across the plains with a large red gash to accompany its squeal of pain. "This shant be too difficult"

 

~Attack Success! 

~Enemy Attack perfect Critical! 3 damage (1+2x3-2x3)

 

ID: 4377

 

Enemies:

~Imp 1: 9/18

~Imp 2: 18/18

~Imp 3: 18/18

 

Party:

~Life: 36/39

~Moartea: 19/19