As the server crashed Sapphire had attacked Cere with full on elemental earth fury, powered by years of experience in the arena (?).
Cere not used to such an onslaught, being more practised with words and music suffered, and her face mask, despite being of solid stuff, cracked. She panicked and attempted to flee.
((Sorry, can't say DEX for sure, she is wearing medium armour, so DEX bonus is +4 at best. At a guess her DEX is perhaps 14, so a +2 bonus). Make of that what you will)).
Brawl Between Cere And Sapphire
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*lucid
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Most days when you stomp in puddles, they don't run away. Sapphy blinks as her foe vanishes from her space, her arena "two genasi enter, one genasi leaves" instinct is unfamiliar with retreat. She is momentarily taken aback, then is flushed with rage as her dreams of shoving this water whore down a sewer grate are crumbled before her eyes. A split second is all it takes, then Sapphire is pounding pavement with thudding, near-earthshaking footfalls, and producing a sound that can only be described as "hollerin" as she gives chase.
She gets about forty steps before the Harmonium troops who had gathered to watch the scene converge, intercept, and dogpile. They treat her with the respect given to any Hiver...they silently beat her, rather soundly, then drag her away with a minimum of fuss. While she doesn't struggle, she doesn't help either, forcing them to carry her dead weight away (of which she has plenty!). And though she does not say a single word to her captors, she cajoles and taunts random citizens as she is dragged past, laughing all the way.
"Hey fella! Wanna buy a broken halberd? Pretty sure this guard has one!"
"Watch it, Lady! Can't you see these blokes are carryin' somethin' heavy? Make way!"
"Hey mister! I think I dropped my pink lace hanky, can you pick it up for me? Haw!"
"Hey lady! Is that your real face or did you mess up a polymorph?"
Tossed in a cell for Public Disturbance, she whiles the night away singing off-key bawdy tunes, until forcefully shown the door when the morning shift starts.
((DM's, I gave myself a night in the lockup for brawling in the street. There were harmonium nearby who saw the argument flare up, was clearly two hothead genasi idiots clashing, nothing got broken and no area affects went off, and the other party escaped. Feel free to Retcon the sentence if you like, I just went with what seemed likely))
She gets about forty steps before the Harmonium troops who had gathered to watch the scene converge, intercept, and dogpile. They treat her with the respect given to any Hiver...they silently beat her, rather soundly, then drag her away with a minimum of fuss. While she doesn't struggle, she doesn't help either, forcing them to carry her dead weight away (of which she has plenty!). And though she does not say a single word to her captors, she cajoles and taunts random citizens as she is dragged past, laughing all the way.
"Hey fella! Wanna buy a broken halberd? Pretty sure this guard has one!"
"Watch it, Lady! Can't you see these blokes are carryin' somethin' heavy? Make way!"
"Hey mister! I think I dropped my pink lace hanky, can you pick it up for me? Haw!"
"Hey lady! Is that your real face or did you mess up a polymorph?"
Tossed in a cell for Public Disturbance, she whiles the night away singing off-key bawdy tunes, until forcefully shown the door when the morning shift starts.
((DM's, I gave myself a night in the lockup for brawling in the street. There were harmonium nearby who saw the argument flare up, was clearly two hothead genasi idiots clashing, nothing got broken and no area affects went off, and the other party escaped. Feel free to Retcon the sentence if you like, I just went with what seemed likely))
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*Agony_Aunt
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((RPing consequences for actions is a sign of good RP in my books. A night in the cells to cool off a hot head seems about right.))
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*Agony_Aunt
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Cere gasping for water as her mask drains looks around and notices she is no longer being persued. She takes off the helm, the remaining water sluicing over her armour.
"Damn. That stone head ruined it. Ill need to find an artificer now."
she takes a deep breath of sigillian air and almost vomits.
"And the sooner the better"
"Damn. That stone head ruined it. Ill need to find an artificer now."
she takes a deep breath of sigillian air and almost vomits.
"And the sooner the better"