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Texts From Folknight
Welcome to Folkmore's Texts From Last Night meme!
Because it's still April and Thoth is still amused, consider this round two of the Initial Misfire Edition. Initial messages maaaaay go to the wrong person! So not all hell breaks loose, replies carry forward with whoever you've reached, but you might be texting your innermost intoxicated or sleep deprived secret to someone you don't even know.
If you'd like to opt out of misfires, please include this in your top level (by prompt or overall). Otherwise, enjoy indulging Thoth's amusement and building some new CR.
This meme can be used as a branch off from our Test Drive Memes and be used as game canon or just for casual fun in the setting! You do not need to be in our game or be invited to play on our TFLN. This can be a great way to meet current players for future invites, get a feel for the setting, or just have some fun.
This can be used for samples on our applications and as spoons for players accepted into the game.
(exact use is not required, you can modify them for your character, you can use other sources/random text generators/shower thoughts!)
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If the chimera, creatures capable of wielding fire and ice and thunder alongside their physical gifts, were able to reincarnate here, then it was only a matter of time they did great harm. Wards only kept the creatures at bay. Death would slow them down and moving them elsewhere would simply make it 'elsewhere's problem'. ]
Given our options, it seems wisest to contain them. I possess the requisite knowledge of the sealing magicks, thus we need not burden anyone else with this matter.
[ It's true Elidibus doesn't seem to have any visible weapon right at the moment. But he also doesn't look the part of a mage, either. Depending on your view of mages that is. The gear looks like a fantasy take on a frontline combatant.
Then again it doesn't look like he should be looking comfortable in it while standing in blistering desert heat but that doesn't seem to be a problem. Magic, right? ]
Still, it would be best to subdue them before I do. Especially with three in such close proximity.
[ Otherwise known as 'beat them until they can't fight being locked in a cage'. Or being sealed with magic in this case. ]
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[ That should work. Steve's magic isn't very strong but his fighting skills are advanced. And he doesn't mind facing an enemy that's far more in number than he, or one that has unknown power. He's faced countless enemies like that before, and if these chimera are poised to attack the town, then unfortunately, they've found themselves on his bad side. ]
How much will they need to be weakened?
[ Steve is thinking they could be corralled more or less like normal animals - which means he isn't actually aiming to hurt them very much, but it seems like Elidibus thinks that might not be a choice. Like perhaps that's a necessary part of capturing them, incapacitating them first.
And Steve's all out of chimera-level tranqs. ]
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Very well. I look forward to seeing what you are capable of.
[ Now... while the Ascian is all too willing to throw a mortal into solo combat against three giant creatures that are capable of manifesting elementally charged attacks and are often overwhelming to mortal adventurers when even one is present... He isn't going to let Steve go with the mistaken impression of what he is contending with. The man brought him
starbuckssnacks for Zodiark's sake! ]Do not mistake what you are about to face as mere beasts. They are resilient and able to bring to bear fire, ice and lightning charged attacks. You may consider them a form of magic, should you desire. Attack them until they are brought to a standstill. The more exhausted they are, the more effective my magicks will be.
[ So basically... somewhere between unconscious and about 30% of their health bar? Though this probably won't be as.... bad as it sounds; the chimera have been fighting one another for a little bit.
The perspective of distance is probably making the beasts seem smaller and more manageable. But once the two decide to move closer, Steve will get a full appreciation of scale. On what could be called the main body the central leonine head still rises above a human being at six-something and the serpentine heads flanking it tower further.
The desert, particularly at this time of the day when the heat has turned the sands scorching, is littered with patches of ice and what looks to be sand heated to semi-glass and signs of fulgurite- formed where lightning strikes.
Fortunately they are not going to immediately notice the approach of the tiny creatures; their priority is the.... shall we say territorial dispute among peers. ]
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But that's normal for him, here.
The size of the creatures don't intimidate him, either. He approaches them slowly, shield raised, but otherwise unarmored, wondering if they will strike first.
Though he is not wearing his armor, he is wearing the bands that can call up a suit, and he has plenty of magic and new abilities. He's extremely resilient, and he prepares himself for the fight, eyes sharp, but still hopes that there won't be one, that they'll just come quietly.
It's not about showing off his power, though of course if they react immediately to Steve getting in their territory - he'll be ready. ]
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Aside from the field of elemental violence the trio of fighting chimera have wrought- the patches of ice do seem to fade after time but the amount they're thrown has kept them present in near perpetuity- it is clear this is not a territorial or hierarchical scrumble among a pack. They are going for a fight to the death and the winner gets to claim.
One might consider whether Steve, a bare 6'2" something dot on the sand is even going to be worthy of their attention given the overall fight. But as he approaches with shield raised, the nearest of the chimera immediately notices. The right dragon-serpent head snaps around, eyes glowing a brilliant blue. That's the only warning received before its mouth opens seconds later to disgorge a massive cone of ice at where the 'small' figure was standing.
Whether it is simply that hyper-reactive to anything not it, whether some ingrained instinct told it that anyone approaching with a shield might have 3 or 7 other trained fighters in the wings, this thing is very aggressive and the others are likely sure to engage, particularly if Steve goes on the attack.
Elidibus had followed, but remains outside of the chimera's engagement. He would act should Steve need backup, but he truly wishes to see what the man is capable of. Or if this was merely a mortal fool overconfident and unaware of just what he signed himself up for. ]
[ooc: Feel free to sum up or be vague! Sounds like Rogers has more than enough equipment to take on these lads plus what he's usually capable of. XD ]
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One where two of the chimeras attack at once - one with water and one with fire - Steve leans back and guides the water to douse the other's fire, and lobs the water over at one who appears to be the weakest.
But he takes a few hits too - mostly when they work together, as a team. Regardless of how hard they charge, he gets up immediately. And he doesn't let the chimeras know when he tires, despite it starting to wear on him after awhile having to fight three at once.
All four of them seem a little worn, and Steve's gotten some hard bruises and his shirt's a bit torn. Armor might be nice. ]
Feel free to do a fancy knockout dynamic to finish things!
There's three and Steve Rogers is moving like a lithe expert in slaying the Eorzean monsters. To be honest, Elidibus expected to step in far more quickly than he does.
Who needs armor when you have a powerful healer, Cap? Elidibus conjures a massive axe with a blade span easily as wide as his shoulders and the handle on par with a short spear's length. But before he charges forward, one hand, palm outward, is pointed in Steve's direction.
Energy flows naturally and while clothing doesn't really repair itself, flesh and bone begins to rapidly knit and the bruises and pain are, if not gone, becoming exponentially easier to ignore.
Any burns or liechtenstein marks that had been earned from the elemental assault are also disappearing.
At least one of the chimera seem able to sense the source and have started to turn in Elidibus' direction. But this is what the man wants and further incites the beasts by finally running forward. The axe is brought up in a powerful overhead swing and sent down toward the nearest of the lion's heads. The blow may seem glancing, but energy seems to erupt from that too, sending out shockwaves that cause the sand ripple upward in its wake.
Slowly, all of the chimera are beginning respond to this as if it's a greater threat than what Cap had been for the past several minutes; not because it is but because it's what it's designed to do. Be big, look big, be threatening. It'll have the effect of turning a majority of attacks and the beasts physically toward him, particularly after he considers a round of follow-up strikes and blows and making use of the four midnight wings. It is not perfect; there are nine heads between these chimera after all. But it'll make it a lot easier for Steve to move around; especially because those big blows Elidibus executes never seem to affect his would-be ally. So if he wasn't struggling as much as most people before.... ]
They are near to their limits. A little more will see them brought to a standstill.
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Honestly, if he couldn't have told it was a test before now, he would know it by now because clearly Elidibus can handle these creatures by himself and just wants to see someone else do it for once.
Steve's not mad - he's holding his own; he's felled planes before and this is pretty similar, running on top of a moving vehicle that's trying to kill him. They also have less friendly fire, which is quite annoying, but having Elidibus's assistance is nice.
The one thing Steve doesn't have, besides the water, is offensive magic - aside from his shield, he mostly uses his fists or his wits, getting them to ram into each other.
With the help, however, things end quickly, and the chimeras are resoundly beat, and Steve, wiping off a little sweat from his brow says: ]
Why do I feel like that was an audition?
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The concept of friendly fire seems... fluid. Sure, whatever extra 'energy' or 'magic' pours out from the other man's blows to keep the lions both in check or attentive to Elidibus does make the creatures shudder and flinch in ways they did not do before. But the energy itself just never affects Steve. Probably best not to think too hard about that.
Now that the battle is over, Elidibus lands and folds his wings. This time they're dismissed, proving he can hide them after all. The exertions have affected him, sandy dust mixing with streaks of sweat that will need to be washed. But he appears largely unharmed. He offers a faint smile. ]
I will not deny I took the opportunity to observe your abilities, since you were confident in them. I was impressed that I nearly need not have stepped in at all.
[ Although calm and polite as always, there is an underlying sincerity within the words. What he witnessed was no small feat. ]
But allow me to deal with the matter of sealing these creatures away, lest they awaken. This will take but a moment.
[ The axe is somehow stowed at his back; some form of harness built into the armor but then Steve's probably used to that for his shield. Elidibus proves that it really will only take a moment. The gesture is another simple one of a raised hand and gathered energy. White light emblazons the ground under the chimeras with an elborate sigil. The three bodies shimmer before becoming something like balls of fiery energy. Chains and bars form diamond shaped cages before a short gesture causes all to vanish.
The whole process may have taken a couple of minutes. ]
I believe it would be best were we to retreat to somewhere more comfortable.
[ Elidibus made it look very easy. In a manner of speaking it was. But by another that still had to be taxing on some level and Cruel Summer is called such a thing for a reason. Also it'd be ill manners to keep Steve hanging out here for fun. ]
You would be welcome to rest at my home in Puca Park before beginning your journey home.
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He wonders if that's something he can learn, or if that's something only she can do. ]
That sounds like a good idea, pal. Sure, I'll come by.
[ He's got the afternoon cleared out to take care of this situation, so he might as well hang for a bit before going back to work eventually. ]
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It's probably fine that this guy has three caged very dangerous monsters in his possession. ]
Pal? Ah yes.
[ Another casual term for friendship. Well it won't really serve much to refute it. ]
Then let us be on our way.
[ But rather than do something tame like walking Elidibus brings up his hand in a now rather familiar gesture of spellcasting. He and Steve are engulfed in a cloud of billowing darkness. With little sense of transition other than the change of scenery, the pair are taken from the middle of the scorching desert to the calm environs of a lot in Puca Park.
Worry not. If Steve had arrived and left his bike parked near the pillar, he'll notice it's not been forgotten and is now casually leaning on its kickstand nearby.
All the amenities will be made available and probably unsurprisingly, the inside's a little more sizeable than the out. Steve will be welcome to stay as long as he needs to clean up, rest and be on his way to whatever other work he has for the day. ]