Being good is too mainstream. [IC]

[Archmage1]

Bluebell looks at Aster, and then looks at the wings, and then back at Aster, before speaking up, somewhat confused.
"But... they are really big! Gigantic! But... so are you..."
She pauses for a few moments, clearly thinking hard.
"But... then you won't get anything..."
The petal seems sad about that, but then she cheers up.
"Ianhorn and Solomon have their wings, and Drimanai has her sparkly crown! That should be enough for fun! Let's keep going then! Maybe we can follow the other sparkly woman!"

[Raunchel]

It takes Drimanai a few moments to process what just happened to her. She feels the strange crown on her head, and for some reason it gives her a strange felling which she never had before. She does want a crown, but a real one. Gherilla would like that, and she would like it if people would listen. Nevertheless she takes it off, but she does put it in her pack.

[Archmage1]

Bluebell looks a bit sad that Drimanai took off her crown, as she made a wonderful queen of the sparkly people, but, at least she still has it, which is some comfort to the tiny petal.

[Archmage1]

Bluebell, ever the silly creature, having had enough of raiding the costume shop, flits off once more, in the direction that she thinks the sparkly woman went.

[Doomboy911]

Beauty defines, that is the importance of beauty. It carries a value even though it differs based off country it does have some striking similarities such as symmetry and certain color values. You for example are perfectly built, the fact that you are built may be unappealing to most people but I find you quite exquisite." She runs a finger along the flat of Solomon's back. "Who might you be handsome?" she seems utterly transfixed by him.

[Archmage1]

Bluebell, never one to pass up a distraction, flies over to her, and starts flying around her.
"Ooh... Sparkly! And so many colors!"
She especially seems to like the sapphires.

[Archmage1]

After Bluebell's mind recovers from the sudden intrusion of sparkles, she thinks about the sparkly thing's words, and realizes, almost immediately, that they are missing a key component: She didn't mention the wings! And they were beautiful too...

As she finishes her last loop around the woman, Bluebell flies up, more or less in front of the woman's face.

"Don't forget the wings! The're beautiful! They make him look much nicer!"

[Zolkabro]

"Greetings. My name is Solomon. Please state your name."

[Doomboy911]

She does a simple bow to everyone except for Solomon, "I am the elegantly designed lady known by the name Gem." she extends a hand to Solomon "Social standards would dictate that meeting one such as you is a pleasure. A unnecessary want of most non-mechanical species." Although she seems designed more for function rather than form but their is some elegance , as she moves you can't hear gears spinning or any magical energy going about and despite being on a coastal village she's completely rust free.

[littlebum2002]

Nice ta' meet ya, Love. The name is Ianhorn.

[Archmage1]

Bluebell smiles when Gem nods to her, her silly grin making her look quite young. And silly.
"I'm Bluebell! I like your name, though. It fits! And you are sparkly, although not as sparkly as Drimani, the Sparkly Lady! She would be a queen, but she didn't want to wear her crown here. Not elegant enough? Not shiny enough? But it didn't have any of the blue ones, and you do! And they are the prettiest! Are you going to come gathering too!"

She seems to be quite excited, although, she is so often excited, so maybe this is just normal for her? In any event, what she is saying seems to be a somewhat disconnected train of thoughts, flowing from her subconscious to her mouth without ever consulting her brain.

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The blue ones are sapphires(or blue glass.)

[littlebum2002]

Ianhorn casts a Silent Image between them and any potential onlookers, just so they don't attract too much attention.

[Doomboy911]

Ianhorn casts a Silent Image between them and any potential onlookers, just so they don't attract too much attention.

Describe what your illusion looks like please.

[littlebum2002]

Just an illusion of us talking...

[Doomboy911]

Just an illusion of us talking...

Ever see something dubbed but the timing was off?

[littlebum2002]

Well, hopefully no one is paying THAT much attention...


Ianhorn goes up to Solomon and whispers in his ear.

I figure you can do SOMETHING with a half-golem, can't you? I'm taking this girl out, I want those arms!

Ianhorn turns to the golem.

Sorry love, don't take this too personally.

He then says some words in an ancient language, and a monstrous centipede appears behind the golem! The last thing anyone who is watching sees is the golem attacking Ianhorn, then the illusion disappears.

Surprise round
Only Ianhorn and, if he wants to, Solomon can act in this round.

Quickened Summon Monster III
The centipede grabs the golem.

Grapple check
(1d20+18)[37]

If successful, the centipede bites the golem for (2d6+5)[13] damage. The golem is immune to The centipedes poison, however.

Ianhorn then takes his Warpike and hits the golem as hard as he can.

(1d20+7)[23]

And if it connects, damage
(2d6+1)[11]

Then, both of his zombies, on the left and right of the golem, hit it as hard as they can.
(1d20+5)[20]

Damage
(1d6+1)[4]

Zombie 2:
(1d20+5)[9]

(1d6+1)[7]

[Archmage1]

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Since Bluebell is probably going first, I just thought I might as well post this before going to bed. If she isn't going first, this is still what she would do, given the chance. Her scream would be a sort of "Eek!" style scream.

When Ianhorn viciously attacks the sparkly iron woman, Gem, Bluebell is shocked, stunned. She hadn't expected any such thing, but she recovers, screaming at the top of her lungs, a shrill, loud noise, as she flees to a nearby tree, where she seems to vanish. A skilled observer might notice a small patch of blue in the otherwise green tree, where her head pokes out from behind the tree.

(1d20+20)[35] hide
(1d20+19)[22] move silently

[Doomboy911]

Time seems to slow down for a moment. Bluebell screams, a centipede explodes out of the aether lunging at Gem, she glances and swings striking it at the head and it vanishes before it even hits the ground. "Solomon, your associate seems rather violent, why do you travel with him." She never seems to even glance at Ianhorn.

[Zolkabro]

"Your associate seems rather violent."

Solomon looks her in the eye and has only one thing to say:
"Confirmed."

Before punching her lights out. With fire.

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COMBAT ACTIONS:

SWIFT ACTION:
I analyse her using my surgical precision:
DC 10+her HD.
(1d20+16)[15](31)
If successful, this does three things: analyse her for harvesting, so Doom, please tell me all attacks and abilities, allow me to apply my INT mod to my attack rolls and grant +3d6 extra precision damage.

MOVE ACTION:
Move back from the golem as far as I can while staying within the bounds of Ianhorn's illusion.

FREE ACTION:
Activate my Fiery Infusion. All attacks now have +2d6 extra fire damage.

STANDARD ACTION:
Attack using my Metabolic Reserve. Ranged touch attack up to 20 ft.
Attack:
(1d20+10)[19](29)
Damage:
Base, sonic type:
(3d6)[1][4][4](9)
Fire type:
(2d6)[6][4](10)
Precision type:
(3d6)[4][6][5](15)

Well, that took a while. Fingers crossed!

[littlebum2002]

Ianhorn lowers his weapon.

Good job, Love. I'm impressed.

Solomon and I have to make sure anyone who follows us can take care of themselves. We don't want to be responsible for having to protect people, you understand.

Like I said, Love, don't take it too personally. Anyway, welcome to the group.

Bluff
(Cmon cmon)
(1d20+14)[29]

[Doomboy911]

"I was being tested understood.In the future avoid testing one out in the open it draws a crowd. The petal mentioned gathering Solomon you are the most efficient elaborate."

[Archmage1]

Bluebell, seeing that the combat was over, nervously flies back from the tree, which you notice seems to have a lot of birds chirping in it now..

"Is... is it over? Are you going to stop trying to hurt each other now?"

[Zolkabro]

Solomon steps back, looking at Ianhorn quizzically. He does not wish to step back from the fight, but as his ally has and he has little reason to fight apart from helping his ally, he relents.
He bows clunkily to the woman.
"Apologies."

[Archmage1]

Bluebell pauses.
"So... you're done trying to kill each other? Can we all be friends now? Please? And then we can go gathering!"

[littlebum2002]

Yes, Love. Let's go gathering.

[Archmage1]

Bluebell looks at Ianhorn, surprised. Surely he had heard... maybe he hadn't...

"But... we need to wait until we can see the fireflies! We were just going to wander around, and look at things until they started coming out! but you know that, right? Come on!"
The tiny thing beacons as she flies merrily away, looking at all the stalls set up along the road, excitedly pointing out the fun and sparkly ones, acting very much like a young child.

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Would there happen to be a garden or park along the way?

[Doomboy911]

It does begin to grow dark, perhaps it's because you're on the southern hemisphere that the sun is setting sooner. Regardless the sun has begun to make her way down.

It's not that much of a trek but when you arrive you see three new people sitting upon the dock.

"Oh good you're back I was worried we'd be dealing with just those three."

[Archmage1]

Almost immediately, Bluebell flies over to them, looking the three strangers over.
"Hello! Are you coming gathering as well?"

[Doomboy911]

Immediately one in the center leaps to his feet and spins in one solid motion. "Yeah yeah yeah I am, so are my friends because they like to keep me around I make them laugh a lot. My name is Cliff and I like to dance and fight stuff but mostly fight stuff and cake I really like cake but they don't let me make cake since we don't have a furnace to make cake in, which is fair but still I want cake." This man has a thin but toned figure, he seems to be wearing some multicolored leather taken from some weird beast, lots of stripes and even some stars. On his belt are two scimitars with pillows tied around the sharpened end. He doesn't seem to be wearing shoes but anyone who can see past illusions can see it's just a glamor. Oh and he has crazy eyes, when he talks they seem to just turn and swivel in all manner of direction but once he stops himself they straighten back to who he's talking to.

[Archmage1]

Bluebell smiles, looking quite happy with herself, pleased to make even more friends.
"More people going gathering! Yay! Even more fun! Dancing is fun! And so is cake! Not so much fighting, though. That's no fun at all! Couldn't you make a sun-baked cake? Those can be fun! But they are sometimes a bit soggy in the middle. Still delicious, though! Do you like flowers? I do! They are so pretty and nice! Have you gone gathering before?"

She seems to get more excited the longer she talks, smiling cheerfully, looking extremely happy to have met someone fun.