[10:16]  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (kenta.moriguchi): The moon, barely visible against the morning sky, was radiant and whole in the distance. Slowly, however, the sky around it began to darken, creeping in from behind the pale halo like blotches of ink into paper, blinding out the white of the clouds and blue of the heavens. Yet everyone and everything was as clear as day, the sun gone but its light present. Little by little, the pale moon began to bleed, turning as red as spilled blood...
[10:18]  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (kenta.moriguchi): (( I want to let you know that this is a complex illusion, only seen by anyone upon this site. If your character is sensitive to magic, they might realize something is off. And not just the red moon. ))
[10:19] Cimorene didn't like this one bit, the cat was on edge the forest didn't feel right, the moon didn't feel right. She stalked through the forest, tense, her body on full alert. She was calling out to other shifters, though they all seemed to still be asleep, a soft whine left her throat as she stalked behind a large tree and stayed there, her head swiveling around nervously.
[10:22] Origin Psycho 100 (thatguy176.ball): (( Recommended WL changing to [TOR] HORROR - Bloody Moon. ))
[10:22] Olivya Glenwalker paused, sensing others around her. She observed a little longer and saw the ritual seemed to be more of a séance. Since it was a ‘question and answer’ affair and not the ‘bring something horrible from the other planes’ thing going on, Ollie turned and began to slip away. The whole red moon thing was freeking her out a little bit, but she’d seen scary things before. Live and let live she said to herself. Beside scary and spooky didn’t always mean ‘bad,’ she reminded herself.
[10:28] Disabling movelock...
[10:28] Movelock disabled
[10:28] Rhys Williams peers past his shoulder, around past the tree trunk behind him as well. He becomes aware of everything and everyone nearby... Well. Mostly. He counts those around him and where they are. One, two, three including the Artisan... Four? Where's the fourth?... Strange, but such thoughts are brushed aside for the time being. He rises back to a stand, pocketing his notebook and gesturing toward the sky. He speaks with the guardian ghost present. "Is she doing this? Illusion, I presume. The sun's gone, but the heat isn't.... Powerful... But not.. Multisensory?.. No. This isn't her. She doesn't do illusions.." It's hard to trick a genius.
[10:32] Misaki This was...wrong. Something was wrong. Everything about this insanity was screaming WRONG. The fox growled low under her breath. She didn't feel comfortable so exposed like this in her true form. Her gaze turned towards the nearby water and she scampered to the water's edge, staring into her own reflection before she changed shape, the fox body consumed in flames of black and white for just a second before she was standing on two legs as a fox woman. She felt a lot safer walking around in her intermediate body in freaky situations like this, it made it easier to defend herself if it was necessary. Then, she returned to her spot, trodding on the ground barefoot and giving Cimorene a sharp nod in passing. The cat woman should have figured out she wasn't a shifter by now, she wasn't picking up the secret shifter messages after all.
[10:33] Origin Psycho 100 (thatguy176.ball): (( Actually. I may have misread. The sun gone but its light present. Then fading. It doesn't specifically say heat. ))
[10:33] The Artisan (ascilia.enoch) leaned forward as the summoned ghost began to answer... but as the moon started to bleed, they both looked up. That the Artisan could see the darkening sky and the reddening moon clued her in that something was very very wrong. "Please forgive my having disturbed you," she rasped as she ended the spell that brought it here. It immediately vanished. The guardian next to Rhys shook its head. {No, she is not doing this} The Artisan pulled an orb from her pocket, a metal sphere that fit neatly in her hand. A reddish haze radiated around the artifact and she concentrated upon it, rubbed it with her other hand as she began its activation.
[10:33] That Which Lurks In The Dark (Event): (( In a bit the heat will lesson as part of the illusion. ))
[10:33] Origin Psycho 100 (thatguy176.ball): (( So to clarify, what level illusion would this be? Is it affecting the heat as well, or just visual illusion? ))
[10:34] That Which Lurks In The Dark (Event): (( It will lapse into a higher level. ))
[10:37] That Which Lurks In The Dark (Event): The wind, howling, picked up, cutting through fur and hair like the dull tongue of a blade. Senses seemed to diminish faintly in this place; vision lessened, hearing muffled, touch dulled. The forest had grown still, silent as the dead. This was not Mother Nature at work. At key points around the sacrificial stone little mole heaps began to form, spilling up dirt and dust as something underneath stirred, the ground trembling. Spires of flesh and stone speared up from the earth, one by one until they girdled around the site, tall enough to be three people. An awful sound of bones snapping just to reform cracked from these spires, their silhouettes jerking to-fro like a poor man in seizure. Half-formed appendages spilled from their shapes, clawing at the air, clawing at themselves. The dark stone turned liquid and fell from their mangled bodies like cloaks, hardening until they had become just that. As they straightened out in unison, a skull of a horned wolf spilled down onto their faceless heads.
[10:40] That Which Lurks In The Dark (Event): (( Just to clarify, the figures you see at this site are good representations of the NPCs in location and visuals. See the one with the ram skull as the Disciple, the rest the acolytes. ))
[10:41] Olivya Glenwalker: (Um, Im not what my PO is anymore.)
[10:41] Origin Psycho 100 (thatguy176.ball): (( Oh phew. I thought the Leshen was coming back. ))
[10:42] That Which Lurks In The Dark (Event): (( MuttMeat, Fyona, Olivya, Origin, Lila, Artisan. ))
[10:43] Olivya Glenwalker: (Thank you.)
[10:43] That Which Lurks In The Dark (Event): (( Don't mention it~ ))
[10:43] Cimorene whined again, she didn't like it and when Misaki appeared where the fox had been, the cat almost paw-faced. She was safer in wolf form, stronger, shifters always were. Her large body padded forward to place herself close to Misaki, everything about her stance said "RUN NOT SAFE" not that the cat could vocalize those words right now. Cimorene had already been through hell during her months of captivity, forced to watch humans and supernatural alike tortured alive, listening to their screams. It was the reason she was such a Polly Anna type woman, her mind had protected itself by shutting out all that was bad, leaving the seemingly slow witted shifter behind. This was not something she needed to see but she was frozen in place, by fear or by morbid curiosity, her eyes locked on the forms growing out of the ground, in her mind she was screaming for the other shifters but even that seemed muted to her. It was as if someone had thrown a large blanket over her, muffling all senses and locking her into the
[10:43] Cimorene:  illusion though now that illusion was mixing with the horrors from her memory.
[10:44] Origin Psycho 100 (thatguy176.ball): (( I recommend, if combat is to start down the line, to switch to Z Style posting. As in no post order. Event/ST Post, Everyone Else, 10-15 minutes later, Next Event/ST Post. ))
[10:44] Misaki (OOC Comment): (Excellent idea.)
[10:45] Convergence RP Immersion System (Wear Me!): Your time to selection an option has expired! Please click me again to get a new menu.
[10:46] Olivya Glenwalker was about to turn around and walk away until she saw the sun again. Then things got turned up a notch on the scary factor. Ollie blinked and wasn’t sure what to do next. She had no reason to disbelieve anything she saw. But then again, had a hard time dealing with what she saw. So she froze in place. No reason to give away her position, and no matter how scared she was, it took a lot to make her actually run. So for now she watched from her hiding spot.
[10:56] Rhys Williams rears his neck back as... Things (not those Things) begin to form. His first thought? "... Fuck. I thought I had you exorcised.." He had something else temporarily exorcised. Fun fact about a Haunted Forest? More than one thing haunts it. He lets his backpack slide from one shoulder and swing around him, and he unzips it to begin rummaging about. "Artisan!" he calls out, hoping she might hear. "Ready a banishment spell. Or something!" His hands find what he'd been searching for: A vial, a lighter, and a spray can. Because why not? Many reasons.
[10:59] Misaki moved out of her hiding spot and fell into line with Rhys. It looked like something had gone seriously wrong, and the dead-looking woman's spell was over, but all of this crazy shit was happening. Yellow fox eyes glanced around at the three giant creatures and her fingers flexed, the steel claws scraping against each other. She noticed Rhys had a lighter, and a smirk crossed her face. "You." She pointed to him, then his lighter. "Make fire, please. Will help." Her skill with fire wasn't great enough to conjure it from thin air yet, but if he could make a decent-sized fire...
[11:00] The Artisan (ascilia.enoch) continued to focus on the Von Bolstein's Orb and at her feet, a skeletal hand thrust upward from the confines of the ritual circle, latched onto the altar, and dragged the rest of the skeleton free. A large rust-mottled sword clutched in its other hand was lifted into a guard position as it stepped around its summoner to interpose itself between the Artisan and the materialized creatures from under the ground. The orb is returned to her pocket and her hand comes back out with a quint. The four guardian spirits also rush back to the Artisan's side and take up positions at cardinal points around her, behind the skeletal warrior. She was glad Rhys happened by; the mutant was formidable and nigh indestructible. When he called out for her to ready a banishment spell, she grimaces. It was unlikely that this wasn't going to get violent and she couldn't perform the necessary Ritual in the midst of combat. "Or something!" she rasps back, letting him know plan A wasn't likely.
[11:01] Origin Psycho 100 (thatguy176.ball): (( So. Is the mist still present? Are the ghosts still visible or are they back to being undetectable? ))
[11:02] The Artisan (ascilia.enoch): ((Artisan's spell is over, so the mist should be fading.))
[11:02] The Artisan (ascilia.enoch): ((Ghosts, however, are still present))
[11:04] That Which Lurks In The Dark (Event): The humanoid shapes turned their ugly visages upon the people that had gathered nearby. The tallest of the lot gurgled something akin to a thoughtful hum while the others began to chant in preparation for something vile and ominous. The sound – while too soft – scratching across one's eardrums.

"...Iä Rntýiglok cf'ayak'vulgtmm, vugtlagln vulgtmm..."

The supposed leader of the trio spoke up with a wet voice as black mire trickled from underneath their jawbone: "Company of Cumberworld, you are not welcome here at the hour of the Cain. Disperse, or see your flesh used for ritual."

The twin acolytes shifted, their cloaks rippling like water as their appendages underneath poised in readiness for combat, slivers of light gleaming off cruel daggers they'd drawn. Nearest, it was the Artisan that fell prey to their ill intention, trying to cut into her with daft swipes otherwise not sought behind their gangly shapes. (( Attacking Artisan twice during this round. ))
[11:05] ::Convergence DICE::  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (Journeyman Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 11
[11:05] ::Convergence DICE::  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (Journeyman Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 17
[11:06] The Artisan (ascilia.enoch): ((Rolling for the Artisan's Defenders: Swordsman first to parry, and each of the four ghosts to move her out of the way of the attacks.))
[11:06] ::Convergence DICE:: The Artisan (Journeyman Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 10
[11:06] ::Roll Validation:: The Artisan's Roll Has been Validated.
[11:06] ::Convergence DICE:: The Artisan (Journeyman Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 13
[11:06] ::Roll Validation:: The Artisan's Roll Has been Validated.
[11:06] ::Convergence DICE:: The Artisan (Journeyman Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 16
[11:06] ::Roll Validation:: The Artisan's Roll Has been Validated.
[11:06] ::Convergence DICE:: The Artisan (Journeyman Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 8
[11:06] ::Roll Validation:: The Artisan's Roll Has been Validated.
[11:06] ::Convergence DICE:: The Artisan (Journeyman Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 23
[11:06] ::Roll Validation:: The Artisan's Roll Has been Validated.
[11:08]  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (kenta.moriguchi): (( 10 vs 11, not parried. 13 against 11, avoided. 16 against 17, unparried. 17 against 8, hit. Last one unsure what it means in this roll. ))
[11:08] The Artisan (ascilia.enoch): ((four guardian spirits))
[11:09]  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (kenta.moriguchi): (( Recalculating, everything misses. unparried attempts do count as hit for the guardian skeleton. ))
[11:09] Olivya Glenwalker: (Are we going Z style or keeping PO?)
[11:09]  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (kenta.moriguchi): (( I don't mind going Z style, but I like to add that I have never tried it before. ))
[11:10] Olivya Glenwalker: (We can stay in PO., we have a small group.)
[11:10]  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (kenta.moriguchi): (( Sounds good. ))
[11:11] Origin Psycho 100 (thatguy176.ball): (( Basically you post, then we react to your posts, then your post again reacting to ours and such, repeat. With 10-15 minutes provided to the group to post between your posts. ))
[11:11] Origin Psycho 100 (thatguy176.ball): (( But. It's only necessary for big event groups. ))
[11:11] Cimorene was soon going to be a danger to everyone, as past and present mingled before her eyes, and the draw of the moon grew making her reactions more base, more instinct driven rather than logic. Her head threw back as a roar ripped from her throat, it wasn't the normal roar of a jaguar but the soul-howl of a drabarni. She didn't do it on purpose, the cat was trying to soothe herself, not that the howl helped, it was to soothe the soul, not the mind. When she had been locked in the cage she hadn't been able to defend herself or anyone else, but for now she was locked in place, watching in horror as the things attacked. Her mind screamed in rage that she couldn't watch another innocent be harmed. Taking a step back she lunged, not for the things attacking but for the tree, the large cat climbed it easily her claws sinking in as she made her way out on a branch her body poised, though she didn't attack... yet.
[11:13] That Which Lurks In The Dark (Event): (( Also, to clarify, HP for the NPCs stands for hit points, not health points in this case. 3 HP means they need to be successfully hit said amount. ))
[11:16] Olivya Glenwalker faded into appearance as she reprioritized her cybernetic focus. Quickly, almost instantly she brought up physical shields around her and the three facing the visages (minus the cat who was safe in the tree for now). The shields would crackle and glow, but not harm those inside. As she did, she came around from the tree with her pistol. Aiming at the closest acolyte or dark creature that she had a clear shot on, she’d do her very best to ‘flatline’ the thing. (I'm doing a bonus roll on the shot.)
[11:16] ::Convergence DICE:: Olivya Glenwalker (Grandmaster Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 9
[11:16] ::Roll Validation:: Olivya Glenwalker's Roll Has been Validated.
[11:16] ::Convergence DICE:: Olivya Glenwalker (Novice Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 4
[11:16] ::Roll Validation:: Olivya Glenwalker's Roll Has been Validated.
[11:19] That Which Lurks In The Dark (Event): (( I ask this from everyone: IM me who you're hitting with what. To keep things cleaner in locals. ))
[11:20] Olivya Glenwalker: (For clarification, the shields will be around Ollie plus the three being attacked. I was shooting at the closest attacker. Which I am not sure of in the decription.)
[11:21] ::Convergence DICE::  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (Novice Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 12
[11:22] That Which Lurks In The Dark (Event): (( This is whether the shot hits or not. I will keep 9 in mind for every attack upcoming round. ))
[11:23] Olivya Glenwalker: (The shields will prevent some physical damage from hurting the four people it is around.)
[11:25] Rhys Williams hears a sudden howling from his rear, a wave of calm washing over him. Soul Howls are powerful things. Exhausting, but powerful. A Shifter sacrifices a small portion of themselves each time, and in return there's not a sentient creature in existence that can so easily dismiss the magic. Compared to that, Rhys is just... A speck. Fear is present, but buried. It doesn't grip him. His lighter and spray can are tossed off to the woman requesting fire. "Here. You do it." he tells her. He instead focuses on protecting The Artisan. He drinks what's in the vial, wincing as he does, and then he presses forward. No weapon. No fear. No defense. Just a nice old punch to the Disciple. Of course, Rhys is no ordinary human. This strike carries with it inhuman might.
[11:25] ::Convergence DICE:: Origin Psycho 100 (Journeyman Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 19
[11:25] ::Roll Validation:: Origin Psycho 100's Roll Has been Validated.
[11:26] Origin Psycho 100 (thatguy176.ball): (( Reminder that typically you get two actions per turn per character. If you attack twice, you can't defend. ))
[11:26] ::Convergence DICE::  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (Novice Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 22
[11:26] Misaki The knives were drawn, the fight was on! The lighter was caught, but the spray can was forgotten, and shoved into a hidden pocket for later. Cimorene's soul howl to calm the soul only gave the woman sharper focus, her tail flicking in excitement as her gaze went to her target. The kitsune was dashing into the fray, a slight chuckle slipping from plump red lips as she leaped into the air, moving to slash the first acolyte with her steel claws, aiming for wherever the throat should be. She always went for the quick and clean kills. <"Return from whence you came, creature! You are not welcome here!">
[11:26] ::Convergence DICE:: Lila (Master Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 15
[11:26] ::Roll Validation:: Lila's Roll Has been Validated.
[11:27] ::Convergence DICE::  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (Unranked Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 12
[11:27] Misaki (OOC Comment): ( \ o / )
[11:29] Fyona Spiritor: ((I should clarify that the soul-howl for Drabani is a spiritual calm, rather than a soul calm, I mixed up words with mah high self.))
[11:29] Origin Psycho 100 (thatguy176.ball): (( It affects the soul regardless. All sentient creatures, regardless of race, except for maybe The Dark are affected by soul-howls. ))
[11:29] The Artisan (ascilia.enoch) lets her guards do their work as the malign entities target her. The soul-easing howl of the Drabarni Shifter was very welcome to the ghosts /and/ the Artisan. The skeletal swordsman steps in front of the first and intercepts the blade, though the tip of the dagger bites into the bone of its ribcage before it rolls around to block the attack of the second. That dagger also dips past the sword to score bone. The four ghosts each have a hand on their mistress, to push and pull the Artisan away from danger as best they can so she can do her job which, in this case, was securing reinforcements. Luckily she was in a place that was perfect for necromantic casting and well-seeded with what she needed to accomplish it. The reagents were already laid out since she hadn't had the chance to pack back up. She shouts an incantation, another summoning, and snaps the quint between her fingers. Reagents are consumed. ((Necro 2 + Necro Affinity + quint = complete in one round)) And the zombies rise!
[11:29] ::Convergence DICE:: The Artisan (Grandmaster Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 10
[11:29] ::Roll Validation:: The Artisan's Roll Has been Validated.
[11:33] DJ (djaf.dockal) runs threw her forest with simple delight , where some feared the area for the shifters this was home and they knew it well , so well that the minute she enters the odd area she tenses and stops her ears lowering back and a low growl issuing from her muzzle , there was no sound , it was not right , no animals moved , no birds chirped , something was terribly wrong , then the call is issued and the little wolfs ears perked up as she hears a sister calling for help and she would bolt in that direction the Chuara could not ignore a call from family for help and it was likely a good thing the soul howl was calming her because normally I call for help would induce a wild rage and need to protect as it was the small black wolf streaks threw the woods and follows her nose to her sister
[11:34] That Which Lurks In The Dark (Event): The head of the ominous trio remained motionless, even as a single bullet barely missed by an inch, only cracking the horn of its ram skull. As the acolytes disengaged from the Artisan to protect their master, the Disciple began to bleed profusely from its mouth. Blood that stank and looked like tar. Was it channeling something?

As if to sacrifice itself, the first acolyte ran directly into the kitsune's claws, spraying the same tar-like blood even as it sprang deeper into the fray, barely missing a step to remain in sync with its kinsman. As Rhys bolted in, both brandished their sickly daggers in ready to plunge into the man's upper body to defend the head of the beast.
[11:34] That Which Lurks In The Dark (Event): (( Attacking Rhys twice with both acolytes. ))
[11:34] ::Convergence DICE::  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (Journeyman Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 16
[11:34] ::Convergence DICE::  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (Journeyman Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 12
[11:36] That Which Lurks In The Dark (Event): (( Have the shield negate however it should. ))
[11:39] Cimorene had no idea who was coming but she felt the awareness in her mind, <Danger, bads, must protect, must save,> her voice was desperate even in her own mind, Dj would hear the fear, the terror that wasn't brought on fully by what was happening around her. She had no idea that her soul howl had helped the others, all she could focus on was the things growing from the ground, as the acolytes attacked so did Cimorene. She lunged from the tree not at the acolytes but at the one behind them, her heavy muscled body pounced from the tree limb a snarl ripping from her throat as she attempted to not only land on the Disciple but sink her claws deep into it's chest.
[11:39] ::Convergence DICE:: Fyona Spiritor (Unranked) has with modifiers rolled a total of: 1
[11:39] ::Roll Validation:: Fyona Spiritor's Roll Has been Validated.
[11:40] Olivya Glenwalker combat was scary and confusing. That’s why she paused and carefully chose before entering into the fray when she did. And prayed she had it right in her head. Ollie maintained the shield hoping that (Power Description: Physical Damage Shielding (4 points):  You can take more physical damage than most.) (Extended Physical Damage Shielding (6 points): Like the above, but you can shield up to three others.) Both hands held her pistol level as she went to fire again. Her visor optical helped her lock onto the targets of choice buy held her fire, trying to cover the man, the Kitsune, or the big cat, if something nasty tried to jump them from behind.
[11:40] ::Convergence DICE::  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (Novice Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 9
[11:43] ::Convergence DICE:: Origin Psycho 100 (Unranked) has with modifiers rolled a total of: 2
[11:43] ::Roll Validation:: Origin Psycho 100's Roll Has been Validated.
[11:43] ::Convergence DICE:: Origin Psycho 100 (Unranked) has with modifiers rolled a total of: 4
[11:43] ::Roll Validation:: Origin Psycho 100's Roll Has been Validated.
[11:49] :: Rhys doesn't attempt to dodge or block either of the attacks. The knives stab him without resistance.... Well. They stab his shirt. There's a sudden scraping, and it's as if the goons decided to just... Stab a rock. Because that's exactly what's happened. The miracle of impenetrable skin tends to render things like blades and bullets useless against the man, and unfortunately those tend to be the weapons of choice for most people. "Try harder next time." he taunts, retaliating with a bone breaking uppercut at the damaged Acolyte. If it connects, anyhow. ::
[11:49] ::Convergence DICE:: Origin Psycho 100 (Journeyman Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 23
[11:49] ::Roll Validation:: Origin Psycho 100's Roll Has been Validated.
[11:51] Misaki frowned in irritation as the disgusting blood sprayed and went everywhere. Ew! Tar blood all over her clothes! She flicked her claws clean and moved to attack again, this time aiming to jump up on the acolyte's back while Rhys had it from the front to sink her claws under the mask and into the face!
[11:51] ::Convergence DICE:: Lila (Master Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 6
[11:51] ::Roll Validation:: Lila's Roll Has been Validated.
[11:51] ::Convergence DICE::  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (Unranked Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 21
[11:51] ::Convergence DICE::  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (Unranked Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 11
[11:53] The Artisan (ascilia.enoch) 's eyeless sockets center on what appeared to be the leader and, on her mental command, the horde of zombies surges forward to assist the leopard in subduing the ominous figure. The skeletal swordsman and ghostly guardians remain on sentry duty, alert for threats against the Artisan. ((Rolling for the zombies))
[11:53] ::Convergence DICE:: The Artisan (Grandmaster Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 26
[11:53] ::Roll Validation:: The Artisan's Roll Has been Validated.
[11:54] ::Convergence DICE::  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (Novice Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 4
[11:54] DJ (djaf.dockal) gets there in time to seeing her sister leap at someone , she had no clue what was going on simply that Cimmy was scared and had called for help and was attacking this thing , added to this her nose was not working as well as it should , ears either , and DJ would center in on the Disciple and she would take a running leap aiming to bite into its neck uncaring of the zombies who attack before her
[11:55] ::Convergence DICE:: DJ (Unranked Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 11
[11:55] ::Roll Validation:: DJ's Roll Has been Validated.
[11:59] That Which Lurks In The Dark (Event): The Disciple rippled whilst channeling. When the snarling beast pounced she literally sprang right through the thing as if she'd dived into murky depths. As the thing solidified, the swarm of zombies rushed in, clawing and biting into putrid flesh. As she burst out from behind the Disciple, she was matted in putrid wetness that felt horrible on the skin, cold and wrong. (No negative effect.) A puddle had formed at its feetless stem by then. With a burst, an inly cloud sprang from its blackness, spreading out to overlap everyone within. (( Roll higher than 14 to safe yourself from a DOT of 2 for the next two posts ))

The acolyte did not utter a single sound of pain nor protest as another set of claws raked into its face, mauling the bone visage until its snout broke off, disfigured. Instead, the twin acolytes moved in unison for revenge, barely missing the uppercut as they blindly attacked the horde of zombies with a flurry of stabs!
[11:59] ::Convergence DICE::  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (Journeyman Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 18
[11:59] ::Convergence DICE::  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (Journeyman Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 6
[11:59] ::Convergence DICE::  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (Journeyman Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 22
[11:59] ::Convergence DICE::  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (Journeyman Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 9
[11:59] That Which Lurks In The Dark (Event): (( No defence for the acolytes next round. ))
[11:59] ::Convergence DICE:: Lila (Unranked Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 4
[11:59] ::Roll Validation:: Lila's Roll Has been Validated.
[12:00] ::Convergence DICE:: Fyona Spiritor (Unranked) has with modifiers rolled a total of: 10
[12:00] ::Roll Validation:: Fyona Spiritor's Roll Has been Validated.
[12:00] ::Convergence DICE:: The Artisan (Unranked Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 13
[12:00] ::Roll Validation:: The Artisan's Roll Has been Validated.
[12:00] ::Convergence DICE:: DJ (Unranked Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 12
[12:00] ::Roll Validation:: DJ's Roll Has been Validated.
[12:02] ::Convergence DICE:: Origin Psycho 100 (Novice Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 5
[12:02] ::Roll Validation:: Origin Psycho 100's Roll Has been Validated.
[12:02] ::Convergence DICE::  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (Novice Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 20
[12:02] That Which Lurks In The Dark (Event): (( DJ misses ))
[12:04] Cimorene yowled in shock as she went straight through the thing she was trying to attack, before she could even react more was happening around her, screeching and yowling as the inky cloud reached her. The cat felt heavy, weak, as if something had drained the very energy of her soul for within. Rearing up on her hind paws she swiped madly in front of her, her claws bared, trying to rend the flesh or whatever it was from the Disciple.
[12:04] ::Convergence DICE:: Fyona Spiritor (Unranked) has with modifiers rolled a total of: 3
[12:04] ::Roll Validation:: Fyona Spiritor's Roll Has been Validated.
[12:05] ::Convergence DICE::  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (Novice Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 4
[12:10] Olivya Glenwalker held fire as too many body were intermingled at this point. Unless she could ensure her shots wouldn’t hit the wrong person by mistake, she’d wait. Her current focus was the shields. She’d held them for fights before, so she’d keep at it, with her energy and her concentration.
[12:15] :: "What the fuck?" One moment Rhys is having a slug match his a skeleton... Thing. The next moment he's... What even is this? A cloud? What! Rhys stops what he's doing to swat at his arms and shudder. It feels as if something's crawling beneath his skin while he's dunked in a pool and has tar poured on him. So it's basically as awkward and uncomfortable right now to be Rhys as it is to be a Smashmouth fan in this day and age any other day. He wildly swings at this point, hoping something he hits is an enemy. ::
[12:15] ::Convergence DICE:: Origin Psycho 100 (Unranked) has with modifiers rolled a total of: 12
[12:15] ::Roll Validation:: Origin Psycho 100's Roll Has been Validated.
[12:15] Misaki didn't even have time to react as one of the bastards exhaled a cloud of smoke and she ended up breathing it in, the thick substance coating her lungs and making her cough like a seasoned smoker. It sounded like the Yokai was gasping for air as her throat burned, yet she turned on the weakened acolyte anyway and swiped for him again, trying to shove her steel claws into the flesh of his back. Her discomfort would have to wait. [- 1 HP]
[12:16] ::Convergence DICE:: Origin Psycho 100 (Unranked) has with modifiers rolled a total of: 2
[12:16] ::Roll Validation:: Origin Psycho 100's Roll Has been Validated.
[12:16] ::Convergence DICE:: Lila (Master Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 7
[12:16] ::Roll Validation:: Lila's Roll Has been Validated.
[12:17] The Artisan (ascilia.enoch) steels herself as the inky cloud rolls over her, focusing her Will to keep up the remaining six zombies' assault on the Disciple. They had him in their grip so she ignores the acolytes as they defend who was presumably their leader. She prepares another spell, scooping up the necessary reagents from what she had arranged around her. She didn't feel any ill-effect from the cloud but she suspected she was racing a clock. Purplish-black ectoplasm began to dribble from her lips as she murmurs an incantation. ((Spectral 1 1/2)) ((And rolling for the remaining zombies))
[12:17] ::Convergence DICE:: The Artisan (Grandmaster Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 16
[12:17] ::Roll Validation:: The Artisan's Roll Has been Validated.
[12:17] DJ (djaf.dockal) misses her leap connecting with a zombie and she deflects away landing near Cimmy and turning snarling readying for a second leap when a darkness covers her , the she wolf snarls and shakes her head trying to get away from the strange thing that suddenly had her losing her strength , she knew she was being attacked but not by what and she snaps her teeth threw the darkness , kill it kill it , every fiber of her being knowing it was not right , not ok , not of her forest , she bumps into something and hopes its a enemy , she would move to try and sink her teeth into the back of the foot and try and take out its Achilles tendon forcing it down so she could get its throat a very wolf like move
[12:18] ::Convergence DICE:: DJ (Unranked Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 14
[12:18] ::Roll Validation:: DJ's Roll Has been Validated.
[12:19] ::Convergence DICE::  Mᴜᴛᴛᴍᴇᴀᴛ (Novice Rank Roll) has with modifiers rolled a: 11