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Life was difficult for a woman in Badaria, even moreso for a sorceress. Little more than a second class citizen, the Lich King's recruiters had certainly not asked for Lenalee to join them when they had learned of her powers. They had not asked when they had brought her on the journey that had caused her sorrow. They had not asked for anything. But, in the end, their oppression had gotten them nowhere. Lenalee was free, as free as a female mage could be in Badaria.
Power, skill, and cunning could get a person far in the Empire, regardless of their birth. Well paying customers who needed a job done were quite fond of those who weren't on the best of terms with the Lich King's law. Expandability and dependability were two musts on an amoral employer's shopping list. Most would consider a sorceress like Lenalee as having all five of those qualities. Yet, the latest job that Lenalee had been informed on was different.
The information was readily available. A girl had gone missing, some lord's daughter. The girl was described as having medium-length blonde hair, fair-skinned and thin, with an affinity for blue clothing, having just seen her nineteenth year. Truth be told, the information was a little too readily available. By the end of the week every mercenary, sellsword, and shady character in the realm would have kidnapped some blonde waif and offered her to the lord, claiming to have found his daughter. Some would probably even threaten their captives and demand money from the lord not to harm them. If the girl was found by one of the creatures the lord would be lucky to get her back entirely intact. Still, the amount of denarii offered was nothing if not spectacular. With the amount of coin and treasure the lord had offered, Lenalee would have been able to claim that she was the half-naga, half-elf king of seas and trees and nobody would have opened their mouths to suggest she was wrong.
Perhaps it was out of curiosity, perhaps it was for for the gold, but Lenalee had rapidly discovered more useful details about the girl's disappearance. Within hours of learning about the girl, Lenalee had learned where the girl had gone missing. No more than a day later Lenalee had found the path and herself on it. It was a relatively fast outing and the mage could have found herself back to the safety of some town quickly if she changed her mind.
The path was little more than a dirt road that cut in through a forest. Thankfully there was very little in the way of underbrush. Dirt and leaves kicked up with the woman's every step. The road didn't seem like it was used very often or maintained at all. The general disuse was why, minutes into her journey, when an armored, pink-skinned woman with a ponytail of silvery hair and a horn visible in the middle of her head became visible on the road about fifty feet in front of her Lenalee instinctively expected others
In the trees to the front and left of her, about thirty feet away, Lenalee easily spotted a pale, short-haired redhead, in patched white robes with a staff in hand. Curiously, the redhead had white rabbit ears but otherwise had a normal human face. The third was a bit harder to spot but Lennalee managed it. Perched like a crow on the branch of a tree about twenty feet to the front and right of her was another, olive-skinned woman with shoulder-length black hair and cruel-looking eyes. Her leather armor was patched much as the redhead's white robes were and she had a longsword in hand. They had obviously expected her to clumsily stumble into an ambush.
(My response: )
Lenalee paused in step as the pink-skinned woman stepped out of the trees, and directly into her path. Glancing about with her eyes as she knelt down and began retying a lace in her boots revealed a white-robed redhead with rabbit ears, holding a staff and sitting in a tree. Probably a caster. She also spotted a woman clutching a sword, her olive skin and black hair making her difficult to see against the forest backdrop. So, it was probably an ambush. Two of the three women had very strange additions on their bodies, however, and almost as strange was the fact that all of them were women, which was not something Lenalee would expect from common bandits, as this trio seemed to be. Curious.
As she stood up, Lenalee quietly chanted spell, dusting herself off as the spell activated. A cloud of dense fog appeared in between herself and the one that was directly ahead of her. At the same time, Lenalee slid to the side slightly, and got a bead on where the woman with the staff had been a moment ago, preparing another spell. As she gathered her energies, Lenalee shouted amicably; "Crazy weather we're having lately, huh!" If she heard or detected any signs of movement from the woman up ahead, or heard the redhead start casting a spell, the first thing Lenalee had planned was to call up a powerful gust of wind at the woman with the staff and the bunny ears. If they didn't try anything, Lenalee would keep her staff low, and wait for a response while keeping her ears peeled.
(Cast Roiling Mists, centered halfway between herself and the pink unicorn up ahead. Then, try to crouch into a bush and throw her voice slightly so they don't have her exact position. If hostilities break out, cast Gust at the bunny girl.)
Name: Lenalee
Class: Sorceress (Mage)
Race: Badarian
Body: 10
Mind: 50
Spirit: 30
Hit Points (HP): 50
Pleasure to Orgasm (PP): 70
Spirit Energy (EP): 75
Speed: 10 (9)
Dodge: 45
Armor: 5
Resistance: 25
Experience: 27 (18 spent)
Corruption: 81
Talents:
Strong of Body
Strong of Spirit
Strong of Mind
Natural Succubus (Knowledgeable: Use Mind instead of Body for pleasure dealt)
Natural Spirit (Demonologist: Summon Demon, Devils Lightning)
Experienced Caster (Up to 3rd level spells in all elements)
Focus in Element (Lightning)
Greater Energy Pool (+15 EP)
Flaws:
Sensitive (+4 pleasure taken)
Open Soul (+4 to EP damage)
Demon Lover (+8 pleasure taken from demons)
Base Casting: 25 (24)
Favored Elements: Lightning
Spirit Ceiling: 13 (12)
Powers:
Devils Lightning: A line of dark lightning bursts out from the casters hands, striking all creatures behind it in an 80 foot line. Costs X, and deals (1d8 + 1) x X damage to all those that it hits.
Summon Demon: Summons a demon of the type of the casters choosing to perform some task. Costs 4 EP to make the call, plus some additional fee depending on the demon called upon. When summoned, the demon obeys the casters order to the best of their ability, even going up against other demons, though they won't throw themselves to their deaths. Multiple demons of each type can be summoned for the price of a single calling, but each must be payed separately before they will depart. Demons summoned in this way that die are not destroyed, merely banished, but do not require payment unless they succeeded in whatever task the caster called them for. The demons are:
Stalker/Goblin/Demon Soldier - A minor demon warrior with moderate combat skills. Requires some form of sexual release as additional payment, though foreplay is generally sufficient.
Succubus/Stalker Lightmage/Devouring Slime - A more powerful demon, capable of powerful magic. Requires that the caster allow the demon to feed off of them until they are sated once their task is fulfilled.
Hellhound/Nightmare/Greater Tentacled Horror - An incredibly dangerous creature, capable of besting most other demons in single combat with relative ease. Requires that the user bear them a litter once their work is done, however.
Demon Lord- An incredibly powerful and dangerous opponent with almost unlimited options. Unfortunately, requires that the user return a favor to the demon lord of the demons choice once their obligation is fulfilled.
Inventory:
Staff (+16) [6d4 + 6]
1x Edenheart
Leather Armor: AV = 5, EV = 1, TP = 30, DU = 3. Weak against Piercing. Strong against Blunt.
65 denarii
Bio/Description:
As a very young woman growing up in a Badarian slum, Lenalee had perpetually set herself apart from others for her consistent oddities. She'd sit alone rather than play with the other street rats, and often talked to people that weren't there even when she wasn't alone. She;d be found up at odd hours of the night, barely coherent, and staring blankly up at the stars. Her mother was a seamstress, and her father worked in a factory, the two of them supplying at least enough income to keep Lenalee and her two twin brothers fed and clothed for the better part of her young life. She'd attended a small local school, and had even excelled in her studies when they'd interested her. That all changed when she was 14, when her father was killed in an accident at the weapons assembly plant he'd worked at. Her mother, unable to care for both herself, her daughter, and Lenalee two younger brothers on the pittance she made, turned to whoring in order to support them, and in her depression began grooming Lenalee for much the same, not expecting the strange girl to be able to accomplish much else in her life.
Such was not her fate, however, as tragedy struck once more. Her brothers both joined the Badarian army when they were 15, when Lenalee was only 16. They both took part in one of the pointless invasions of Crolia, and both were killed in action. The man who came to offer her mother condolences on behalf of the lich king spotted Lenalee as she sat alone in the backyard, unleashing the powers she'd been hiding for six years then at a stray cat who'd invaded their tiny yard. He had immediately reported the girl, and she was promptly kidnapped and taken in to be brainwashed and trained in the use of her powers for the kings army. She had once more excelled in her studies, despite her constant resistance to her captors, and as she neared her 18th birthday, when she would go through a ceremony that would have wiped away her old identity, she began to despair.
Once more, fate smiled upon Lenalee, however, or perhaps laughed as it spun her about again, as just as the wagon with her and six other "recruits" was getting underway, it was attacked by a group of bandits. Thinking her a political prisoner, they quickly freed Lenalee and her companions, and in the ensuing combat, all but two others of their tiny cabal were killed. Half of the bandits and all of their guards were likewise slain, and having no better option, they joined with their liberators. Such was not to last, however, as after another year the men and women she'd joined were all killed in a poorly planned raid. Lenalee managed to escape the battle, however, and as such, she was now free of any responsibilities save to herself. Everyone she'd ever known was dead, after all, and there were many opportunities for one of her skills and powers, even in the lands of the empire, so long as she maintained a low profile.
Physically, Lenalee was of average height and of a somewhat heavier build. She had mastered few physical skills, and the wooden staff she carried was more a walking stick and method of channeling her energies than a weapon. She wasn't fat, by any definition, as the years of traveling had left her with a leaner body than what she'd likely have had if she were more sedentary. She did, however, possess a full, curvy figure for a woman of her age, twenty two at the moment. She kept her pitch black hair perfectly clean, and cut it so that it never passed her shoulders, but otherwise let it do as it pleased, which usually meant that she had to constantly push it away from her eyes. She also often wore make-up under her blue-grey eyes, giving her a more threatening appearance in order to ward off most would-be attackers.
EXP changes:
Class: Sorceress (Mage)
Race: Badarian
Body: 10
Mind: 50
Spirit: 30
Hit Points (HP): 50
Pleasure to Orgasm (PP): 70
Spirit Energy (EP): 75
Speed: 10 (9)
Dodge: 45
Armor: 5
Resistance: 25
Experience: 27 (18 spent)
Corruption: 81
Talents:
Strong of Body
Strong of Spirit
Strong of Mind
Natural Succubus (Knowledgeable: Use Mind instead of Body for pleasure dealt)
Natural Spirit (Demonologist: Summon Demon, Devils Lightning)
Experienced Caster (Up to 3rd level spells in all elements)
Focus in Element (Lightning)
Greater Energy Pool (+15 EP)
Flaws:
Sensitive (+4 pleasure taken)
Open Soul (+4 to EP damage)
Demon Lover (+8 pleasure taken from demons)
Base Casting: 25 (24)
Favored Elements: Lightning
Spirit Ceiling: 13 (12)
Powers:
Devils Lightning: A line of dark lightning bursts out from the casters hands, striking all creatures behind it in an 80 foot line. Costs X, and deals (1d8 + 1) x X damage to all those that it hits.
Summon Demon: Summons a demon of the type of the casters choosing to perform some task. Costs 4 EP to make the call, plus some additional fee depending on the demon called upon. When summoned, the demon obeys the casters order to the best of their ability, even going up against other demons, though they won't throw themselves to their deaths. Multiple demons of each type can be summoned for the price of a single calling, but each must be payed separately before they will depart. Demons summoned in this way that die are not destroyed, merely banished, but do not require payment unless they succeeded in whatever task the caster called them for. The demons are:
Stalker/Goblin/Demon Soldier - A minor demon warrior with moderate combat skills. Requires some form of sexual release as additional payment, though foreplay is generally sufficient.
Succubus/Stalker Lightmage/Devouring Slime - A more powerful demon, capable of powerful magic. Requires that the caster allow the demon to feed off of them until they are sated once their task is fulfilled.
Hellhound/Nightmare/Greater Tentacled Horror - An incredibly dangerous creature, capable of besting most other demons in single combat with relative ease. Requires that the user bear them a litter once their work is done, however.
Demon Lord- An incredibly powerful and dangerous opponent with almost unlimited options. Unfortunately, requires that the user return a favor to the demon lord of the demons choice once their obligation is fulfilled.
Inventory:
Staff (+16) [6d4 + 6]
1x Edenheart
Leather Armor: AV = 5, EV = 1, TP = 30, DU = 3. Weak against Piercing. Strong against Blunt.
65 denarii
Bio/Description:
As a very young woman growing up in a Badarian slum, Lenalee had perpetually set herself apart from others for her consistent oddities. She'd sit alone rather than play with the other street rats, and often talked to people that weren't there even when she wasn't alone. She;d be found up at odd hours of the night, barely coherent, and staring blankly up at the stars. Her mother was a seamstress, and her father worked in a factory, the two of them supplying at least enough income to keep Lenalee and her two twin brothers fed and clothed for the better part of her young life. She'd attended a small local school, and had even excelled in her studies when they'd interested her. That all changed when she was 14, when her father was killed in an accident at the weapons assembly plant he'd worked at. Her mother, unable to care for both herself, her daughter, and Lenalee two younger brothers on the pittance she made, turned to whoring in order to support them, and in her depression began grooming Lenalee for much the same, not expecting the strange girl to be able to accomplish much else in her life.
Such was not her fate, however, as tragedy struck once more. Her brothers both joined the Badarian army when they were 15, when Lenalee was only 16. They both took part in one of the pointless invasions of Crolia, and both were killed in action. The man who came to offer her mother condolences on behalf of the lich king spotted Lenalee as she sat alone in the backyard, unleashing the powers she'd been hiding for six years then at a stray cat who'd invaded their tiny yard. He had immediately reported the girl, and she was promptly kidnapped and taken in to be brainwashed and trained in the use of her powers for the kings army. She had once more excelled in her studies, despite her constant resistance to her captors, and as she neared her 18th birthday, when she would go through a ceremony that would have wiped away her old identity, she began to despair.
Once more, fate smiled upon Lenalee, however, or perhaps laughed as it spun her about again, as just as the wagon with her and six other "recruits" was getting underway, it was attacked by a group of bandits. Thinking her a political prisoner, they quickly freed Lenalee and her companions, and in the ensuing combat, all but two others of their tiny cabal were killed. Half of the bandits and all of their guards were likewise slain, and having no better option, they joined with their liberators. Such was not to last, however, as after another year the men and women she'd joined were all killed in a poorly planned raid. Lenalee managed to escape the battle, however, and as such, she was now free of any responsibilities save to herself. Everyone she'd ever known was dead, after all, and there were many opportunities for one of her skills and powers, even in the lands of the empire, so long as she maintained a low profile.
Physically, Lenalee was of average height and of a somewhat heavier build. She had mastered few physical skills, and the wooden staff she carried was more a walking stick and method of channeling her energies than a weapon. She wasn't fat, by any definition, as the years of traveling had left her with a leaner body than what she'd likely have had if she were more sedentary. She did, however, possess a full, curvy figure for a woman of her age, twenty two at the moment. She kept her pitch black hair perfectly clean, and cut it so that it never passed her shoulders, but otherwise let it do as it pleased, which usually meant that she had to constantly push it away from her eyes. She also often wore make-up under her blue-grey eyes, giving her a more threatening appearance in order to ward off most would-be attackers.
EXP changes:
Spent 18 exp, added +10 to Mind and +8 to Spirit.
The first post:
HP = 41, PP = 56, EP = 62, Status = Fine
Rolls
Perception: Success (First roll of the game is a 20, apparently.)
Life was difficult for a woman in Badaria, even moreso for a sorceress. Little more than a second class citizen, the Lich King's recruiters had certainly not asked for Lenalee to join them when they had learned of her powers. They had not asked when they had brought her on the journey that had caused her sorrow. They had not asked for anything. But, in the end, their oppression had gotten them nowhere. Lenalee was free, as free as a female mage could be in Badaria.
Power, skill, and cunning could get a person far in the Empire, regardless of their birth. Well paying customers who needed a job done were quite fond of those who weren't on the best of terms with the Lich King's law. Expandability and dependability were two musts on an amoral employer's shopping list. Most would consider a sorceress like Lenalee as having all five of those qualities. Yet, the latest job that Lenalee had been informed on was different.
The information was readily available. A girl had gone missing, some lord's daughter. The girl was described as having medium-length blonde hair, fair-skinned and thin, with an affinity for blue clothing, having just seen her nineteenth year. Truth be told, the information was a little too readily available. By the end of the week every mercenary, sellsword, and shady character in the realm would have kidnapped some blonde waif and offered her to the lord, claiming to have found his daughter. Some would probably even threaten their captives and demand money from the lord not to harm them. If the girl was found by one of the creatures the lord would be lucky to get her back entirely intact. Still, the amount of denarii offered was nothing if not spectacular. With the amount of coin and treasure the lord had offered, Lenalee would have been able to claim that she was the half-naga, half-elf king of seas and trees and nobody would have opened their mouths to suggest she was wrong.
Perhaps it was out of curiosity, perhaps it was for for the gold, but Lenalee had rapidly discovered more useful details about the girl's disappearance. Within hours of learning about the girl, Lenalee had learned where the girl had gone missing. No more than a day later Lenalee had found the path and herself on it. It was a relatively fast outing and the mage could have found herself back to the safety of some town quickly if she changed her mind.
The path was little more than a dirt road that cut in through a forest. Thankfully there was very little in the way of underbrush. Dirt and leaves kicked up with the woman's every step. The road didn't seem like it was used very often or maintained at all. The general disuse was why, minutes into her journey, when an armored, pink-skinned woman with a ponytail of silvery hair and a horn visible in the middle of her head became visible on the road about fifty feet in front of her Lenalee instinctively expected others
In the trees to the front and left of her, about thirty feet away, Lenalee easily spotted a pale, short-haired redhead, in patched white robes with a staff in hand. Curiously, the redhead had white rabbit ears but otherwise had a normal human face. The third was a bit harder to spot but Lennalee managed it. Perched like a crow on the branch of a tree about twenty feet to the front and right of her was another, olive-skinned woman with shoulder-length black hair and cruel-looking eyes. Her leather armor was patched much as the redhead's white robes were and she had a longsword in hand. They had obviously expected her to clumsily stumble into an ambush.
(My response: )
Lenalee paused in step as the pink-skinned woman stepped out of the trees, and directly into her path. Glancing about with her eyes as she knelt down and began retying a lace in her boots revealed a white-robed redhead with rabbit ears, holding a staff and sitting in a tree. Probably a caster. She also spotted a woman clutching a sword, her olive skin and black hair making her difficult to see against the forest backdrop. So, it was probably an ambush. Two of the three women had very strange additions on their bodies, however, and almost as strange was the fact that all of them were women, which was not something Lenalee would expect from common bandits, as this trio seemed to be. Curious.
As she stood up, Lenalee quietly chanted spell, dusting herself off as the spell activated. A cloud of dense fog appeared in between herself and the one that was directly ahead of her. At the same time, Lenalee slid to the side slightly, and got a bead on where the woman with the staff had been a moment ago, preparing another spell. As she gathered her energies, Lenalee shouted amicably; "Crazy weather we're having lately, huh!" If she heard or detected any signs of movement from the woman up ahead, or heard the redhead start casting a spell, the first thing Lenalee had planned was to call up a powerful gust of wind at the woman with the staff and the bunny ears. If they didn't try anything, Lenalee would keep her staff low, and wait for a response while keeping her ears peeled.
(Cast Roiling Mists, centered halfway between herself and the pink unicorn up ahead. Then, try to crouch into a bush and throw her voice slightly so they don't have her exact position. If hostilities break out, cast Gust at the bunny girl.)
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