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Re: Burden of Purpose (dragoon93041)

Pan: HP = 53/65, PP = 68, EP = 89/111, Status = Injured, Flight, Battle Aura X = 4, Energy Blade X = 11 w/ Fencer + Battle Dance, Upkeep = 5 EP and 5 HP, 24/30 TP

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Those mechanical spoilers are most definitely helpful. It would be nice if you fluffed up how Pan fights and whatnot so I have details to work with though.

Attack: Hit.
Damage: 2 + 3 + 1 = 6, 6 * 10 = 60, 60 + 10 + 4 + 16 = 90 damage.

The other guy uses full defense.

Two archers fire at Pan from one range band away using full Deadly Aim.
Attacks: Both miss.

With a flourish, Pan's crimson blade slashed through the hesitant man, rending him from hip to shoulder and causing an explosion of blood and gore that drew muffled screams of terror from the bound victims and finally caused a look of shock and fear to appear on the expression of the man who had struck him. He held back as his companion gurgled his last, a hardened scowl settling onto his grizzled features, but as he held back the others in his group, farther away from the half faerie's wrath, were not so hesitant. Two arrows came whirring past him, narrowly deflected by the push of his glowing aura and the constant motion of the wild combat style that he preferred, but between Pan and the two archers were two more of the raiders, both with swords drawn and shields held at the ready. Meanwhile, two more men came out of the wagon, surprise turning to anger as they too grabbed for bows and prepared to contribute against his sudden presence, the group apparently believing that their numbers would be enough to overwhelm his magics. Whether or not that was true remained to be seen, as he had already felled one of them with little apparent trouble.
 
Re: Party Time (dragoon93041)

"Bows? ARCHERS!? Buuuu~" Pan made a childish disapproving sound. "That's no fun. You aren't in the face of death, the face of challenge, the face of life! Don't worry, I'll help you out! Don't move!" Pan twisted his body in a backwards leap. At the height of his leap, he disappeared. Just vanished. And then he reappeared! Finishing his acrobatic feat, he landed right next to the archers. "Fight you bastards!" He pierced through one of the archers before the blade flickered off just long enough to let the body fall down before reappearing.

Using Instant Transmission to land next to the archers and carving them up. Also paying double for a move action. Lastly, I pay 2 EP less. I don't know the distance so I leave the cost to you.
 
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Re: Burden of Purpose (dragoon93041)

Pan: HP = 12/65, PP = 68, EP = 78/111, Status = Badly Injured, Flight, Battle Aura X = 4, Energy Blade X = 11 w/ Fencer + Battle Dance, Upkeep = 5 EP and 5 HP, 24/30 TP

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Those mechanical spoilers are most definitely helpful. It would be nice if you fluffed up how Pan fights and whatnot so I have details to work with though.

Pan teleports 60 feet as a move action for double the cost. You pay that double first and then subtract from the aptitude, so 4 x 2 = 8, - 2 = 6 EP. Plus 5 more for upkeep for a total of 11 this turn.
Then he stabs a dude with a bow.
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 2 + 4 + 1 = 7, 7 * 10 = 70, 70 + 10 + 4 + 16 = 100 damage.

The other archer backs away and fires.
Attack: Miss.

The two guys from the wagon shoot at him.
Attacks: One miss and one hit.
Damage: 7 + 5 + 6 + 13 + 10 - 5 = 36 damage.

The two swordsmen come in and try to stab Pan to finish him off.
Attacks: Both miss.

I think I read Geren's armor last round, but I'm not worried about it so I won't change it. I did get the right armor this time though, so Pan's not looking too good. He really needs to thin the herd or get some HP back.

With a flicker Pan went from one side of the embattled farmstead to the other, appearing in mid leap beside one of the archers and bypassing their shield bearing guardians completely. The elven man barely had time to look shocked before the half faerie stabbed him through the chest, rending through his armor like it was nothing and impaling him. Shock turned to pain, and then to nothing as he dropped to the ground at Pan's feet, but one more man down wasn't the end of it.

The other archer shouted wordlessly and backed away, stringing an arrow and letting it loose wildly, the shaft missing without ever being affected by Pan's aura. Pounding feet alerted him to the fact that the nearby swordsmen had heard that shout, however, and the pair of them rushed in and jabbed at him cautiously, forcing him to move away from the archer or be impaled. In the meantime, the two other archers who had gone from the wagon reached the treeline where the captives were held and opened fire, one arrow whizzing by but the other thudding solidly into Pan's chest. Agony swept up his body as the shaft burrowed deep, its sharpened tip tearing through his flesh with ease, and suddenly it became a lot harder to continue the acrobatic style that he favored.
 
Re: Party Time (dragoon93041)

"Aha!" Pan grabbed the arrow in his chest and yanked it out, blood gushing from his wound. "That was quite dangerous! Oh dear, I think I might die. One moment, I must get my bearings!" Then he disappeared once more, dropping behind the building, away from the raiders. "Yes, that was quite dangerous. A bit too many of them but let's see if my luck holds! That's the only thing one can do." He clenched the hand not holding the blade and began to summon holy energy. He had discovered something long ago. Holy energy tended to be adverse to demons. Somehow his faerie side tricked it, made it ignore his demonic blood. Or something. It was only a theory. The energy flowed through him, healing him completely. He teleported back, where he had seen the second pair of archers. "Time in!" He resumed the fight, launching himself at the nearest target. He should have fallen over, leaping like that, but his flight allowed him to pull off the impossible act.

OOC
Teleporting again, this time as a full action.
Spending 8 EP to fully heal
Teleporting back in
 
Re: Burden of Purpose (dragoon93041)

Pan: HP = 60/65, PP = 68, EP = 45/111, Status = Injured, Flight, Battle Aura X = 4, Energy Blade X = 11 w/ Fencer + Battle Dance, Upkeep = 5 EP, 24/30 TP

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Pan teleports away, going another 60 feet to take cover behind the building. Battle Dance automatically ends.

Then he heals himself for 8 EP, presumably with Lay on hands, so get 8 x 6 = 48 HP.

Then he teleports to where the other archers were, 180 feet away, for 12 -2 = 10 EP, to find them not there.

You need to be specific in those spoilers or in fluff, preferably both. I can't tell if you mean to teleport back in as a move action and attack or just teleport back in.

Suddenly vanishing, Pan distantly heard the shouts of the men he had left behind as he appeared behind the house, luckily not landing inside of something as he popped into the air next to a well and a few feet from the back patio and the shed, he found himself alone. Or at least, mostly alone, as while he healed himself he spied a corpse, the body of an older man with thin wisps of white hair clinging to his bloodied head, laying next to a discarded pitchfork. The arrow wound dealt with, he vanished into thin air once more and appeared where the man who had shot him had been standing only to find his would-be victim gone.

The group had seemingly started consolidating, but Pan's flaring aura meant that he couldn't make good on their surprise, his easy detectability causing the archers, both near and far, to scramble away from each other while the swordsmen huffed and once more started rushing at him. He at least had a moment to react before they were upon him, however.
 
Re: Party Time (dragoon93041)

Pan huffed. "I told you I'd be right back, didn't I? Or did I?" Pan looked deep in thought as he sprinted to the archers. Not only did the blazing aura held Pan strike better, it made him much faster. He easily evaded the swordsman and got back within striking range of the archer. "Yes, I'm sure I did. Alright, that settles it! I'm getting a little tired so fight dammit!" He began to spin, kicking outwards as a feint then suddenly darting in with his sword for the kill.

OOC
Alright, sorry. But 180 feet!? Jeez. Next time I'll ask before I teleport like that.

Reactivating Battle Dance once I get in melee range

And it's just a normal attack, despite the fluff.
 
Re: Burden of Purpose (dragoon93041)

Pan: HP = 39/65, PP = 68, EP = 40/111, Status = Injured, Flight, Battle Aura X = 4, Energy Blade X = 11 w/ Fencer + Battle Dance, Upkeep = 5 EP and 5 HP, 24/30 TP

Rolls
Pan attacks an archer, but first three guys get swings at him.
Attacks: Miss, miss, miss.
His Attack: hit.
Damage: 3 + 3 + 1 = 7, 7 * 10 = 70, 70 + 10 + 4 + 16 = 100 damage.

One archer turns to bolt for the trees.
Another shoots.
Attack: Miss.
Another pulls a dagger and stabs at him.
Attack: Hit.
Damage: 4 + 2 + 15 - 5 = 16 damage.

Flipping past the warriors, including the one who had first initiated the fight, Pan didn't get past without them taking a few swings. Fortunately, his speed allowed him to get past them without taking a scratch, and so he closed on the man who had shot him... And quite promptly ended him as he tried to scramble away. One of the further men scrambled, but the other fired, the arrow diverted by his aura. As it did so, however, the other nearer man who had had a bow dropped it, desperation and fear in his eyes, and drew a knife. He lunged at Pan, cutting him across the arm from elbow to wrist, but it wasn't nearly as severe as the arrow wound that he had already healed, and watching him pick them off one by one seemed to be playing hell on the raider's morale.
 
Re: Party Time (dragoon93041)

"See? Once you draw your weapon and engage face to face, you become stronger and more able to feel the blood pump through your veins!" Pan promptly demonstrated to those around him that the man's blood was indeed pumping. Not for much longer but for the moment it was going hard and fast! Then he turned for the last archer. He was nearing the end stretch! "My power burns through me! Will I be the death of you? Let's see!" He launched himself forward, bringing his blade down on the man's head in a vertical swipe. He turned to the other three. "I'm sorry but those bows annoy me so. Now we can commence!"
 
Re: Burden of Purpose (dragoon93041)

Pan: HP = 34/65, PP = 68, EP = 35/111, Status = Injured, Flight, Battle Aura X = 4, Energy Blade X = 11 w/ Fencer + Battle Dance, Upkeep = 5 EP and 5 HP, 24/30 TP

Rolls
Pan kills another dude.

Then the three dudes attack him.
Attacks: All miss.

And then his blade lashed at another, cutting through his head and practically bisecting him entirely, and Pan was left with three. The men with shields looked uncertain, but the swordsman charged, and they soon followed. He easily weaved between the three other fighters, however, not taking so much as a scratch from any of them.
 
Re: Party Time (dragoon93041)

"If you are that ready, fine by me!" He kills the one with the sword, then another with the shield until he is left with only one. "You! You will live. But you have done wrong! Drop your weapons!" Hopefully the guy follows through. He drags him to the prisoners. "Alright, now for the more fun part!" He releases the prisoners, letting them get a good whiff of his pheromones. He also makes sure to release whoever the raiders had been raping when he arrived. "Let's see..." He rolls an imaginary die in his head. "I choose... you!" He grabbed the older woman by the hand. "We shall celebrate my success and our lives!" He looked at the other prisoners. "You can do what you want with that one." His tone left no room for argument and if anyone attempted to stop him, he'd give a glare that would turn a lesser being to stone.

He'd bring the mother out of sight and looked into her eyes. "Madam, if you would lie down. I will make you forget your troubles, at least for a time."
 
Re: Burden of Purpose (dragoon93041)

Pan: HP = 29/65, PP = 68, EP = 30/111, Status = Injured, Flight, Battle Aura X = 4, Energy Blade X = 11 w/ Fencer + Battle Dance, Upkeep = 5 EP and 5 HP, 24/30 TP

Rolls
Pan kills another dude.

Then the others bolt. Assuming he just lets them go...

Pan would cut down the swordsman, and the two with shields wisely chose to cut their losses and bolt, each going in the opposite direction and running as fast as they could. He could chase down one or both with ease, but his energies were starting to run low, and he had to decide whether or not he thought it was worth it.

Regardless of his choice, when he released the people who had been held prisoner the busty woman he had freed immediately hugged him, thanking him profusely once she pulled out her gag. The young men hurried to the wagon and helped out a teenage girl with sharp ears, and the group, all seemingly family, joined in a hug of their own, all starting to cry. Pan didn't wait too long to roll his imaginary die, however, and at first the woman looked confused at his words.

"I... We... Don't have much! I don't know... What I could thank you with," she said, but when he led her off and ordered her onto her back understanding and fear came over her face. "Please... I... My family... My children need me," she said pleadingly, though a flush was growing in her face, his pheromones taking hold but not strong enough to overwhelm her emotional distress, not when he was demanding his pleasures out in the woods just after such a traumatic experience.
 
Re: Party Time (dragoon93041)

Pan put a finger to her lips. "Stop worrying. Your children will have you back in just a little. Just allow yourself to relax." He stroked the front of her body, from her breasts past her stomach to her crotch. He touched it gently but let magics drawn from the darker side of his heritage begin to activate, drawing the woman's pleasure to the surface. He held the back of her neck and kissed her. He held her until her struggles began to die down, until his touch had made her head feel fuzzy. "You are fine. Just enjoy this." He repeated this to her as he moved to her neck. His fangs popped out and he reshaped his body, providing them with venom. He nipped her gently, allowing the aphrodisiac to begin to flood her body. His were at her breasts, massaging both, occasionally circling her nipples.

OOC
Using energetic foreplay with 2 EP, increasing damage by 4.
Shapeshifting to add the venomous attack and select Horny as the status effect to be inflicted
 
Re: Burden of Purpose (dragoon93041)

Pan: HP = 29/65, PP = 68, EP = 28/111, Status = Injured, 24/30 TP

(It's Aroused/Horny. It doesn't go straight to Horny.)

The older woman still seemed very hesitant, opening her mouth to speak only for Pan to simply claim her lips in a kiss that at first she resisted, trying feebly to pull away. His caress, his magic, and his scent quickly ate away at her resistance, however, her body warming quickly as he slowly rubbed at her petals through the thick fabric of her long skirt. Her shirt was open, leaving her full breasts his for the enjoying, and he would find them quite sensitive, easily able to make the increasingly helpless woman squirm and gasp as he fondled them. Then he bit her, injecting a bit of his freshly crafted venom into her already raging blood.

When he pulled back Pan would see the woman's will surrendering, see her arousal flaring. Another bite would leave her a helpless, raving sex addict, at least for a time, but he already seemingly had her at his beck and call. Her eyes were unfocused, her breathing heavy, the tips of her breasts hard and her body quivering with every touch, and her legs were drifting apart, though he would have to strip her fully to really enjoy her. For now, she looked up at him with eyes wide and unfocused, her breathing heavy, her face flushed and expectant and eager.
 
Re: Party Time (dragoon93041)

Pan wasn't going to bite her again. He didn't want to break her, after all. Well, not too much. He had a mischievous smile on his face as he began to undress the woman. "Keep relaxing. I'm a little bigger than most." A lie. He removed his pants and he was a LOT bigger than most. However, as he lined himself up, he molded his body, making sure that he would be able to slide inside of her. Once that was done, his cock almost expanded a little, fitting her completely. "I'll show you heights you've never seen before." He took a moment to account for her weight, then began to move back and forth, settling into a rhythm. He hadn't quite acquired a talent yet but practice made perfect. He continued his assault on her sensitive breasts as he did so. "Your breasts are so sensitive for being so large. You must have a lot of trouble." He closed his mouth around one of her nipples and began sucking.
 
Re: Burden of Purpose (dragoon93041)

Pan: HP = 29/65, PP = 68, EP = 28/111, Status = Injured, 24/30 TP

First her clothes came off, shredded top and homespun skirt ending up on the forest floor, exposing her pink, damp folds and plump, round ass. Then it was his turn, and she tugged at his clothes only to gasp in surprise as his member was unleashed, her mouth hanging open as she gaped at his massive tool in awe. Laid out onto her back, she spread her legs, leaving her damp folds vulnerable. She gasped again as he lined himself up, engorged tip teasing her petals, and then moaned deeply as he slid inside of her, those soft folds tight despite having had so many children.

She was fully in his thrall now, a sow to be fucked and bred, legs wrapping around his waist and drawing him in deeper, her pussy able to take his whole length and his tip kissing the entrance to her womb. Her hips rolled to meet his thrusts, her inner walls warmly embracing the organ that had her so wonderfully full, and the noises she made told her desire. Every pull back drew a groan of need, of desire that he fill her again, and every thrust forward made her croon with the utmost delight.

Her arms wrapped around his head as he leaned down and took one of her sensitive tips into his mouth, sucking on it, and she moaned all the louder in response, her hips bucking back a little harder as he felt her tightening around him. Already the knot of pressure his immense tool seemed so able to inspire was preparing to burst, her orgasm coming and with it a wave of pleasurable pulses that would leave every inch of his rod wrapped and stroked by her velvety inner walls, her folds begging for his seed.
 
Re: Party Time (dragoon93041)

Pan grunted and struggled to remain coherent. "You forget your troubles and focus on the now, the pleasure. Remember that feeling. Remember this need." He held out for as long as he could but the woman's body hadn't let childbirth slow it down. Well, at least when Pan had woke it up. Eventually he let go "Accept my seed!" He came... and came... and came. The amount of fluid coming out was actually somewhat alarming. It filled the woman completely, then began to leak out. Pan held on as long as possible, letting his sperm completely fill the woman's body. Then he slowly pulled out, his cock dragging along the woman's insides for a last bit of pleasure. He sighed, satisfied. He covered the woman with her clothes as he waited for her to wake up. Once he was satisfied that she wasn't going to stay unconscious, he returned to the scene of the attack.

He searched the raider's bodies for money and loot. After all, he wanted to celebrate and people always complained when he just took things. And then complaints led to violence and then blood and it was really all just more trouble than it was worth. He told the survivors where to find the woman and said "Maybe I'll visit again. Take this defeat and grow around it! Thrive! I'll see you when you do!!" He twitched, a stray thought passing through his head. He dropped half the money and valuables that he had looted from the raiders and flew off. He stopped briefly to make sure the women was okay and that the raiders hadn't slipped back to slit her throat or anything, then left. There had to be a town or at least a roadside stop somewhere. He was drained. He healed his wounds while he flew but he needed to find somewhere to get a good night's sleep.
 
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Re: Burden of Purpose (dragoon93041)

Pan: HP = 29/65, PP = 68, EP = 28/111, Status = Injured, Flight, 24/30 TP

The human beneath him shuddered with pleasure as Pan came inside of her, her folds squeezing tightly and devouring every drop of his potent release until her womb was utterly full with his sperm, all but insuring her impregnation. She was hardly about to pass out after only a single orgasm, however, and was only dazed for a few seconds before she gave a longing moan, obviously wanting more.

He was still free to leave her, however, and after picking through some bodies and leaving something for the devastated family he took off in search of a place to rest. There were a few others farms, and eventually he saw a town in the distance if he kept to the air for long enough.

The melee dudes have swords. The archers have bows. Everyone has scale mail. He also finds 17 denarii across the various bodies, and 24 more in various items that I am too lazy to describe.
 
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Re: Party Time (dragoon93041)

Pan stuck his tongue out wickedly. "I've shown you that such heights exists. You should seek it out yourself.." Then he smirked. He was feeling flighty today. Or maybe that was just the blood loss. He healed himself fully. Still felt odd, though. He had spent quite a lot of energy. It was fortunate that he required almost none to fly, otherwise there would have been a lot of walking in his future. And while walking wasn't bad, per se, he wasn't feeling like putting one foot in front of the other.

Part of the reason was the 3 swords and 2 bows he had taken from the soldiers, along with 20 denarii. Walking would have been a chore. He went and spied on each farm, just out of curiosity, before continuing to the village. After all, carrying the equipment was a pain, even if he wasn't walking. He settled down where there might be merchants.

"I wish to sell these weapons!" He held the items high up. "3 denarii each!" He dumped them on the ground, expecting the stunned crowd to act immediately. "3 denarii I said! For one of these three fine blades or two stout bows!" If no one approached, he'd pick a random merchant, brandishing the items. "Look, I'm not sure if you noticed but I'm basically giving these away!" Pan would badger merchants with his rather aggressive sell until one of them caved. Then he'd go to find a room to sleep for the night. He'd buy himself a good meal and a round for the entire bar when he began drinking. He drank heavily, his constitution allowing him to absorb quite a lot of alcohol. If he managed to pick a comely barmaid up in the process, so much the better.
 
Re: Burden of Purpose (dragoon93041)

Pan: HP = 29/65, PP = 68, EP = 28/111, Status = Injured, Flight, 24/30 TP

No crowd was out for him to try and sell weapons to, the day late at that point and most people being home, preparing food, or relaxing at one of the three inns who were open and bustling. No one did anything but look at him funny and avoid him when he dropped a pile of weapons on the ground and tried to hawk them, however, the average person not apparently having the need for them or the desire to spend their hard earned coin on them. Eventually, after a few minutes of fruitlessly trying to sell his gathered goods to random passersby around the town square where the last few merchants were putting their goods away for the day, a surly looking man with swollen, hanging cheeks and little hair left to him.

"Oi, what're yah doin causin alla this racket?" he demanded, "go try an' pawn your stolen weapons somewheres else!" He pointed off down the street, scowling, "there's places for you up in the city, not out here where honest folk just try to make their livin!"

(Stop assuming things about NPC actions and setting details without asking.)
 
Re: Party Time (dragoon93041)

(Alright, sorry)

"Ah well, that's no good. Which way is this city? I hope it actually exists. That would be boring if it doesn't. Then I'd have to find something else to do." He looked at the man. "I'm sorry, I tend to get distracted. Which city, where to go, and who to ask for?"
 
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