[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

"Something else. I am more than human, Terra, and I'm not called an Earth Scimitar for nothing."

That remark earns the Admin Archmage two raised eyebrows and an appraising look, before he nodded back to them.

"Ah. So you are the same as me. How? Or....why?"

He pauses for a moment after asking those question, before tenatively raising another one.

".....Can you teach me about the Earth Scimitars? Know some things about your group, but....do not have complete picture, or your.......own Knowledge and perspective on them."

Distrusting and wary of his partner and their allegiances or not, there's no denying that Terra was and still is quite curious and interested in the Scimitars. Partially because he wanted to be better prepared against them (as they posed a very real threat to his friend and the public in general), but also in part because their ideology and tech was fascinating, and because at the heart of them the wizards' goals were noble and well meaning. If they were only more moral, less ruthlessly unscrumpulous, and channeled their zealotry to better means to realize their ends, then the Scimitars' efforts could have very well been a benefit to all and them lauded as heroes, instead of turning themselves nefarious, reviled, shadowy, and thoroughly morally myopic cabol of boogie tech mages. If only, if only....

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"Duskull" creeps forward, though her stats are those of a small fox!

She hasn't gone but a few steps when a 5' square of earth becomes sharp obsidian knives, stabbing upward out of the ground!

Knives
(2)(1)(5)(6)(6)(6) (2)(2)(1)(6)(6)(4) = 6 successes
Evasion: 5* Dex + 5 Survival  = 10
(4)(4)(4)(1)(2)(1) (5)(1)(1)(5) = 3 successes

Oinari cries in pain as her feet are perforated.

12 dmg -6 vitality = 6d6
(1)(4)(2)(1)(3)(5) She takes just 1 dmg, and her movement speed and initiative are slowed. She quickly leaps back to Terra, whimpering at the small wound.
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Terra immediately reaches into his pocket and brings out some bandages, before picking up his floofy fox and patching up her small wound the best he could and patting her head consolingly. 

"There there, Oinari. You are not hurt too bad. Taken more Damage from fight with Tanuki too, so you should be fine. Be strong, and endure. Okay?"

If she'd gotten any more lacerated by those archaic/haunted spike traps he'd have used a Potion instead, but seeing as she didn't his current treatment would do. He couldn't afford to spend big Healing Items on injuries that minor in the Skull Ruins, so his dark dear would just have to learn to tough it out.

He then gazed back to the patch of ground that his trickster kitsune got slightly skewered on, pondering it and the implications thereof while absentmindingly petting Tomoe. So that and the general area here is trapped, huh? But to what extent, though? Hm......

After a few more seconds of thinking, the rugged wanderer picks up a few big rocks off the ground, and hurls one over the confirmed trapped area, one onto it, and then several others over the bloodied space. Might as well see how much of the place was trapped, and/or if it was trapped in any other ways, before he does anymore thinking about how to handle it all.