Harzipan.

Roll 199
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(dragonxp)
Cihas [ 3 ] = 3
> With the sun setting, you head across the open paved area, walking around or over unmoving bodies, until you reach the large earthen wall surrounding the spire.

It doesn't look like it's supposed to be here, being made up entirely of jagged earth columns jutting from the ground. The wall seems to be about 15 feet high and is too smooth to climb.

Conditions :
- Burned Face
- Missing Eyebrows
- Dazed (-2 actions, ends next turn)




(TorrentHKU)
John Freemaneth [ 2 ] = 2
> "Well, we've seen some ♥♥♥♥. Mostly got dragged into things bigger than we were, and have been lucky enough to survive them."

Mist: "It was nice to be in a battle I didn't have to fight in for a change."

???: "Not a very descriptive story. I guess... Oh? That was fast."

She's looking at Mist's hand, and when you turn to look at it, you see that the skin on his hand and lower arm are covered with pits and yellowish fluids are oozing out.

Conditions :
- Whirlwind Armor (+2 Physical Actions)




(Ragdollmaster)
Gustaf Anorak [ 5 + 2 - 1 -> 5 ] = 5
> "Okay. Now then."

Still covered in dragon blood, you crawl out from under the green dragon's wing and find the Black Dragon in front of you, waiting for some reason.

Hold still. I'll fix your back and left torso first, and if I have enough energy for it, I'll try to repair your wings.

Activating Heaven's Blessing and Sanguis's healing ability, you mentally direct it towards the Black Dragon's skinless side of its body. The damaged tissue closes up and turns a healthy pink color and a layer of scales grow over. There isn't enough juice left in Sanguis to cover the wings.

Black Dragon: You're covered in toxic blood.

Looking down at yourself, you see that you're still covered in the foul smelling blood from the green dragon. Before you can do anything else, you drop Sanguis out of surprise as the Black Dragon opens its jaws wide and carefully places them over your entire body, head-first towards its throat. You feel yourself being swallowed with strong muscles around your body pushing you down, and end up in a larger fluid-filled compartment. Holding your breath, you try to endure the beating of a powerful stomach made for digesting large animals whole, and seconds later the stomach pushes you upward towards the throat and the dragon spits you out.

Falling onto the ground in a sitting position, you take a deep breath of fresh air. You're covered head-to-toe in dragon saliva, which at least seemed to have cleaned away the stomach fluids.

Black Dragon: All clean!

Your skin does feel quite tingly and clean. The sky is turning a bright red though, as if the sun were setting. It's hard to tell the precise location of the sun with all the towers around, but the tall spire is still visible above the lesser buildings.

Conditions :
- Haste (+2 Speed, Ends Next Turn)




(Roast Veg)
Paradox Mist [ 6 ] = 6
> John: "Well, we've seen some ♥♥♥♥. Mostly got dragged into things bigger than we were, and have been lucky enough to survive them."

"It was nice to be in a battle I didn't have to fight in for a change."

???: "Not a very descriptive story. I guess... Oh? That was fast."

She's looking at your hand, and when look down, you see that your right hand and lower arm are covered with little holes, oozing a yellowish fluid.

Conditions :
- Decaying Right Hand/Lower arm




(Nighthawk)
Kyros Deiimor [ 3 ] = 3
> Powering up your legs, you kick away the wing and quickly scurry out. Turning around quickly, you see that the green dragon has a nastly looking series of puncture wounds on its neck and its head is laying on the ground, entirely motionless.

The Black Dragon is in front of the other wing with Gustaf, and the entire left side of its body turns from a bloody, scaleless wounded mess into a good-as-new Grade A dragon hide.

The Black Dragon then proceeds to swallow Gustaf whole, and after a few seconds, spits him back out on the ground. Koa walks up to your side, looking at the dead green dragon.

Koa: "Odd that this was in the city. A dragon hasn't been seen since the war between the Daeli and Caelum, unless if you count the 'dragon' construct that was attacking Vranhal. Maybe the corruption is causing them to come back or wake up or something."

The sky is red, as if were sunset.

Conditions :
- Haste (+2 Speed, Ends Next Turn)




(Harzipan)
Isaac [ 1 ] = 1
> "Hey Feiar! Did you see that? We just killed a dragon! An actual dragon! Teeth and scales and all!"

Feiar: "But, Garm! He got smushed... And there's a black dragon now."

Looking towards the green dragon's body, you see the black dragon standing to the left of the greeon dragon, spitting a human out of its mouth that you were fighting with. The two chirop that were helping are on the green dragon's right side.

Feiar: "And it's getting dark..."

The sky is red, as if were sunset.

Conditions :
- Haste (+2 Speed, Ends Next Turn)






(NPC)
Aucupe
[ 6 ] = 6
> ~



Conditions :
- Lucida Armor (+2 Physical Actions)




(NPC)
Black Dragon
[ 2 ] = 2
> ~



Conditions :
- Missing Left Wing
- Large chunk missing in Right Wing




(NPC)
Koa Tsinthula
[ 4 ] = 4
> ~



Conditions :
- Haste (+2 Speed, Ends Next Turn)
- Missing Right Forearm
- Scratched Face
- Bruising (-3 Movement)




(NPC)
Feiar
[ 3 ] = 3
> ~



Conditions :
- Haste (+2 Speed, Ends Next Turn)
- Twisted Ankle






World Events:
Time of day: Sunset





Maps

In a mildly indignant manner: "Corruption carries the blame for everything that's been happening, it seems. Part of me wishes there were something more concrete to blame... or someone, so we could drive them into the dust and be done with it."