I tilt my head to the side a bit.

"Ki user?...No, I haven't learned how to use ki. I would like to talk to Sagrax. Go ahead and sign me up to guard that Shipment. "

"Sargrax should be tending the east fields, can’t miss him. He’s the only Rȏc’rend in town.” He pauses a moment as a look of heavy concentration covers his face, he seems to be considering something all the while tapping rapidly on the side of his clipboard.

“You remember when I mentioned that the one in town able, was unwillin’? Sargrax, … I’d hate to task you with something like this, but could you try talking him into going as well?” He seems self-conscious about the request even as he finishes it like he is worried it could be taken the wrong way. “We Love having him here, and he is a strong part of the community even when he is trying to be distant. He’ll always have a place in RainWell even when he has gone Hunch’Rȏc. …But a warrior can never really be happy tending to crops. I-We would like you to try and convince him to return to his passion. Several of us have tried but we aren’t fighters, maybe you, will have better luck. Don’t worry about it if you don’t feel comfortable bringing it up…. Either way I’m sure he’d be happy to teach you Ki usage.”

One of the men who had been piling up goods returns and offers a sum for the Rittle, and though you aren’t familiar with the currency it seems to be a fair amount. You accept the amount (confirmed on Discord) and he carries it away doing his best not to drag it and clearly struggling.

I will say to the Mayor

"I will talk to him. Can you tell me why he doesn't want to Defend the shipment? Is it Religious reasons or something else?"

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I'll pocket tne money and observe the man struggling with the Boar.

I guess I will help since it won't be that much effort.

I walk up and help him lift the boar.

"Looks like you could use some help carrying it."

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After I help the guy with the Boar, I will go to Sargrax.

I'll take a good look at him the walk up to him and introduce myself.

(OOC: What does he look like? Has his Horns grown in?)

"Greetings Sargrax. They call me Magnus here. I have heard that you know how to use Ki. Could you please teach me?"
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“W-well he’s afraid to lose his” as the Mayor speaks he is making a gesture of horns coming off his head. “You know what you’ll figure it out when you see h’m.”

     As the mayor said, Sargrax is hard to miss even hunched over his 7ft form towers over even the tallest of the crops. His Draconic scales are a deep red and from a distance he looks to only have one or two horns. As you approach however, you can see that all three horns have grown in, but his left horn was broken about half way and his right horn has a series of thin cracks perhaps superficial, perhaps not. His eyes are inset deep in his head which causes shadows over the nearly glowing amber irises. His jaw has an overbite that host a pair of tusk/canine which point up, hanging from his chin and spanning to the back of his jaw is a bright blue feather beard which matches his mane both in color and in style.(namely that both are long but well kept.)



Sorry about the size.


     He takes a quick glance at you and stands up. His voice is still the same gravel it was yesterday with the exception of being warmer now. “Hmm, Are you sure you’re a Ki user? Eh I suppose it doesn’t matter, good excuse to stretch.” He rolls his neck around like he is trying to stretch or pop it, and gestures for you to follow him to a recently harvested field.

“Rittle Ripe requires roughing up to release its seeds so we don’t need to worry about any damages.”

He begins a very primal kata focusing on his horns, claws, other hard points. And while you can’t identify the actual Martial Art your understanding of various styles allows you some insight into the physical philosophies of it. He ends the kata with his hands together and gesturing to pull out his aura. His aura is on the warm end of the spectrum flowing from red to orange and yellow. No matter what color, it seems to be desaturated.

“No gestures are really required, they simply assist the mind, body and soul to draw on Ki. True masters or those who are naturally gifted simply do it with intent. Do you practice the martial arts? Katas regardless of style do help to learn if nothing else. As for wether or not you are actually capable of using Ki is another story.” He then gestures that you try a kata. “Rendering Ki is the purest form of channeling yourself that is why the arts are a natural source to draw on. They focus the whole.”

"It's been awhile since I've practice the Martial Arts and my Katas. I was force to use my old martial arts when I was attacked on the way here by the boar... Rittle. The Mayor thought I might be a Ki User since I knocked it out using only these Gloves and Boots."

I walk to the center of the field as instructed.

"Where I came from, We didn't have Ki Users. So this is all rather new to me. So I have a lot of questions. Like How does one gather Ki in the first place? Does one just breath in a special way or does one need to meditate?

I guess I'll go ahead with a kata to see if I get a reaction with my ki."

I'll shift to jung ji, the ready stance that is the start of almost all the katas within my style. I'll breath in and out a few times to calm my mind and still my thoughts.

I'll start with the most basic form in the Traditional Katas. Chon-Ji, Translated to Heaven and Earth. It consists of 19 moves that include basic blocks and punches. Along with three kiai's

As I end on the final Kiai. I will try to Pull out my own Aura that burns with the color of my nature.

After a moment to see if it works I will continue with the next kata I remember. It's been a while so most of my kata's have faded from my memory but I remember the next one.
Dan-gun. Named after the founder of the first Kindom in Korea. It has 21 moves that are a bit more elaborate than Chon-Ji. With more variation to the blocks and the types of hand strikes. There are just 2 Kiai's with this kata. As I return to My Ready stance after the final Kiai. I relax and simply let my nature shine through.

          As you go through your katas you feel like a rusted piston is resisting you. At first it seems to push against your efforts, but you feel your spirit start to over power the blockage until finally like a dam coming apart it burst the seams and lets molten power flow unimpeded. At first this power simply fills your being, muscles contract with unprecedented strength, bones and injuries of old and new correct themselves. Even your eyes attempt to harness the energy to correct your vision, this last part however reverts to its original state. This however is almost certainly overshadowed by the tiny but very visible puff of energy, what one might call a (somewhat pathetic) Hadouken.

          Despite his reptilian appearance Sargrax is clearly impressed. “Naturally …Gifted it is. Even some masters have trouble with producing a Ki Strike.” After a long pause where his surprise is still apparent, his features shift to a kind of glee. “If you would allow me to train you, I’d like to see you do that but better.”

*After the agreement you both spend the next several hours undergoing drills to improve your aim and agility, while reciting mythical philosophies.***************************
(enter the GM apology skills and feats As agreed in Discord)

          As dusk claims the sky you see the fruit of your hard days labor, from the edge of you fist as you preform a final kata a proper well formed Ki Strike erupts. Sargrax offers to let you stay with him for the night and prepares a hearty meal for dinner to replenish and fortify you from the training. He calls it Rā'rŏn, which smells like beef and seems to be somewhere between a fruit and a meat which has grilled and seasoned.

          The next day the town is abuzz as Echo and Seth direct people to set the delivery just so. Their buggy has been given a strange upgrade a seat on the roof with its own canopy which is apparently where they expect you to sit. As you stand outside waiting to leave Sargrax approches you and hand you a letter addressed to Vrak’Gor and one addressed to you.

I am as surprised and pleased as Sargrax is when the tiny hadoken flame comes out along the forceful clearing of my channels for ki. I obviously accept the additional training and enjoy the mystical philosophy despite the brutal beatings I took from Sargrax.

I will enjoy the Rā'rŏn despite the weird nature of being between meat and a fruit.

I'll accept the letters from Sargrax and thank him for the training.
I'll Get in the seat up top and wait for us to go. While I wait, I will Read the letter address to me.

After we get going, I will do my job as a guard and pay attention to my surroundings

The letter looks to be made with old fashioned quill and ink. The hand writing is legible, if a little heavy handed.

Magnus,

          It was a pleasure sparing with you the other day, it reminded me of sparing with Master Tow-shafa. Regrettably battle is behind me now.

          No doubt the Mayor has already informed you that the true purpose of your hiring is so you can deliver our intent to assist the rebellion, in such a manner that the State is unaware. To do this you will need to make contact with Vrak’Gor, the daughter of a clan very dear to me. She has made a name for herself as a street gladiator. These contest are a recruiting ground for the rebellion and you can guess who she works for.

          Wether or not you intend to join the rebellion is your choice, but as a matter of pride you will need to face her. Winning is not the objective, it is a symbolic and spiritual matter for the Rȏc’rend. As I had a hand in training both of you even if only for a short time, the old student must test the master’s will by facing the new student. I will not bore you with the details of why this matters to us. When you meet her you will need to greet her with a challenge.

To do this you will need to take your right arm and beat your left shoulder, with your left arm extended. She will assume the same pose and grasp your hand for a test of wills. I will not mince words, it is a staring contest. She will have to forgive my irreverence for some of our people’s customs. In case you were wondering, this is a prelude to an actual fight in the ring.

If you find you are having problems finding Vrak’Gor try asking locals about the Gatiator, But for the love of Almajara don’t call her that to her face. Unless you wish to experience the Rȏc’rend Hello.

                                                                                    Pepel eto prosto skrytoye plamya

I read and reread the letter in town to make sure I have got all the meanings that Sargrax intended. I doubt that I can win such a fight. But I will show them my spirit when the time comes. I won't go down without quite a fight.

As we leave I will start doing my job and pay attention for bandits and other threats to the supplies. As I watch I think.

My life has gotten interesting since that accident. I met what was apparentlya god. I accessed my ki and managed to do something that everyone would consider pure fantasy. So what else can I learn? What are my limits?

After everything is on board the girls are quick to get under way. And off handedly, Seth reminds or perhaps tells you for the first time, that this will be a two day journey. The road is mostly smooth with the occasional large bump one of which actually lifts you from your seat, which Echo apologies for and promaces to warn you next time. While the fabric roof of your crows nest has been keeping the sun from directly hitting you, you must be getting a little red. As when Echo passes the wheel to Seth, she checks on you and immediately rummages in her bag for sunscreen which she offers. Being an albino(?) the SPF is ridiculously high.

Regardless of wether or not you take her up on it roll perception. You’ll have time to apply it/ respond, there’s really just no good place to interject the request.

"Thank you. I was mostly resistant to the sun where I was from. But The sunlight here here is something else. I would like to avoid a sunburn."

I'll accept some and then apply it. Then I will return the sunscreen to Echo.

After I put the Sunscreen on, I go back to paying attention to my surroundings. Looking for signs of incoming trouble.

OOC:
18:40, Today: Magnus rolled 16 using 4d10, keeping the 3 highest rolls, rerolling max with rolls of 2,6,4,6.  Magnus's Wis+Perception Visual.


18:41, Today: Magnus rolled 14 using 4d10, keeping the 3 highest rolls, rerolling max with rolls of 9,1,4,1.  Magnus's Wis+Perception Hearing.

I spend a Hero point to make my Initiative 14.

In the distance you hear a faint rumble, as it gets louder you eventually spot the source. It kinda looks like a heard of large Pineapples(?).  As you notice them they seem to be changing course to intercept the Shipment. You point it out to the girls.

“Oh Rā'ŏn, I could go for a ste— Are their leaves green. Shit their mating season isn’t for another month and a half.”

“TELL THEM! They’ll eat the whole shipment. Give me the wheel, maybe if you guys kill a few they’ll run.”

RA (like the god) ‘ oo-n

You may now open fire. You have a free turn of shooting. And then your turn starts.

I'll stand on the vehicle. Surfing it like a crazy person. I pull my arms to my right side and then thrust them out in a classic hadoken pose. Firing off two blasts into the one leading the charge.

Assuming they are still coming, I will fire off two more blasts of ki. I'll switch targets once the one I am firing on goes down.

OOC: We agreed that the Multiple Attack Action should give a baseline of 2 attacks. With others feats and situations modifying that upward.

I will use a Multiple Attack Action to make 2 ranged attacks since I am not speced yet for ranged combat.

Spirit Gun attack 1

10:04, Today: Magnus rolled 18 using 5d10, keeping the 3 highest rolls, rerolling max with rolls of 2,5,2,4,9.  Spirit Gun attack 1.

10:08, Today: Magnus rolled 12 using 2d10, rerolling max with rolls of 8,4.  Spirit Gun Damage 1.



Spirit Gun attack 2
10:05, Today: Magnus rolled 15 using 5d10, keeping the 3 highest rolls, rerolling max with rolls of 9,1,2,2,4.  Spirit Gun attack 2.

10:09, Today: Magnus rolled 14 using 2d10, rerolling max with rolls of 7,7.  Spirit Gun Damage 2.

Then another Multiple Attack Action

 10:16, Today: Magnus rolled 22 using 5d10, keeping the 3 highest rolls, rerolling max with rolls of 8,7,3,7,4.  Spirit Gun attack 1.

10:17, Today: Magnus rolled 15 using 2d10, rerolling max with rolls of 7,8.  Spirit Gun Damage 1.



10:16, Today: Magnus rolled 24 using 5d10, keeping the 3 highest rolls, rerolling max with rolls of 6,6,(10+2)12,1,1.  Spirit Gun attack 2.

10:18, Today: Magnus rolled 25 using 2d10, rerolling max with rolls of 7,(10+8)18.  Spirit Gun Damage 2.

Spirit gun has also jammed because it is unreliable and I rolled more than half my level in ones on that last attack.

As the first of the strange beast falls one in the back lets out an ear piercing screech. At first they seem to show no sign of faltering when your last ki blast hist one in the front who lets out the same sound which then is echoed from the others all turn as a group swerving away from the vehicle leaving the fallen one all alone. The girls alter course to the Rā'ŏn.

Echo pipes in first “Well on the bright side we’ll eat well tonight."

Seth looks to you "Hey Magnus you got a Knife? I'm going to need some help cleaning it."

I watch as the creatures change course. It feels very weird to have my ki jammed. But I can wait to clear the jam until we are done Cleaning the thing.


"Sure. I have a folding knife."

I will pull it out of it's sheath.

"I haven't cleaned one of these before. What do you need me to do?"

I will follow her Instructions as best I can

         Now that you’re on the ground and close enough to really get a look at it, you see that the Rā'ŏn has a skin texture akin to pineapples and the rhinoceros horn is more like a thorn. However these plantlike similarities are nothing compared to what was coming from the back of its head. What first appeared to be large green plumage from a distance is revealed to be a leaf larger than the rest of its head. Moving on down from the head you get an impression that it could be bipedal, which would allow it to use its powerful forelimbs and digging claws for more sustained fighting if need be.

         Seth makes some cuts along the base of the head and limbs and makes an incision along its back creating a hole just big enough for your hands to slip in and returns the knife. “Okay I need you to slice the organs out and then remove the head and limbs. Just be careful with the stomach and I'll clean up anything else that goes wrong."

         Though the space is tight in the crevice you manage to remove the organs it takes a couple of cuts here and there but soon enough a complete pile of them are at your side. Then comes the more strenuous task of removing the head and limbs. First the girls direct you to slice the flesh down to the bone, where Seth takes hold of the head and has you pull the body twisting the head off the spine and pulling the limbs off in much the same fashion. After words Seth picks out the edible organs from the pile and wraps then in the leaf from it's head. Finally the girls Stuff what they can in the torso and tie what they can't to it, adding it to the provisions in the back.

         The rest of the day is uneventful aside from briefly seeing some Rittles fighting over territory and one suddenly falling in a hole that was not there a moment before. Echo assures you the beast is nothing to worry about as it is notoriously afraid of humans and the like. What feels like hours after the sun has set you finally come to a stop at what looks like an abandoned gas station/ garage. Apparently the girls have commandeered it on many occasions on their way to far off areas. And have you go first to help clear it of any squatters. The worst of which is the equivalent of an alien raccoon, which vacates as soon as it sees you.

         That night Seth cooks the Rā'ŏn and you recognize the dish almost immediately and the three of you take turns on watch. First is yours, as it comes to an end you are relived by Seth and fall asleep rather quickly.

         Your shaken awake by a feeling...of falling... SMACK and a bounce on the ground far beneath the surface. The near pitch blackness is oppressive but just as you start to grope in the darkness a very brief/dim orange light bathes the area. It only shows you the outline of any given thing, and comes and goes like rhythmic breathing. But it is just enough to navigate the claustrophobic passage. As you move by some exceptionally jagged rocks you hear a deep voice in the distant echos of the cave. "Tell me Ascended One, what do you call a being that acts without thought?"
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After we are done field dressing the Ra'on and are on our way. I'll meditate to clear the jam in my meridians and then reload my spirit gun. That night I am really too shy and nervous to talk to the girls beyond what is needed to set up camp, prepare the food and work out who is doing which watch. I would prefer 1st or 3rd watch. But will accept 2nd.

To keep myself awake through the night. I will examine the runestones that Pan gave me. Comparing the runes on the stone with the runes in the book I have on runes.

I go to sleep for the night and start to dream without being aware I am dreaming.

A fall with a jolt. And take in the surroundings with the strange breathing orange glow.

I decide to head that way. And then hear the question put to The Ascended One. Assuming they are talking to me, I blink and proccess the question accepting that something in the strange glowy cave is talking to me without thinking about it.

I put a finger up to start. Think some more and lower it before starting

"I think that would depend to who you talk to and what are you talking about.

Most people would call such a being an Animal. A Martial Artist would recognize someone that practiced their Technique until it is instinctual. One who practices zen Buddhism would call them a Zen Master."

I smile feeling that is the right answer
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Screw it I'll use what I have writen up.

     It bellows out in response of your first sentence "Eeee-elllll-liiiii-i, there. is. only. one. in this place......" After your answer the breathing pauses a moment in consideration preventing the light from coming close enough to be useful.  A tone akin to gravel mulls it over. "Hmmmm.....Acceptable." Every syllable draws the light closer again but before you can progress again the narrow passage ahead of you shutters and expands in all directions.

     The floor and ceiling both disappear from your sight even when the breath lights up the new chamber. The way is not totally impassible though a path to the right goes around the circumstance of the room with just enough wiggle room so you don't need to hug the wall. This however is not as helpful as it may seem as the only way out is a opening on the far wall that is clearly higher than the path. There is however also a platform just within jumping distance that seams to be suspended by a chain going into the darkness above that passes through its center and goes on eternally down as well.

The breathing also illuminates two more things of interest on the far side of the path, but they cannot be made out from here.

I look confused for a moment. Trying to process how there is only one when there is clearly both him and me here. That is at least two.

I give up on figuring it out and note that there is something over there. Two somethings in fact. And with that my path is set. I leap to the platform in the center of the room. Deliberately not considering the hight or the possible fall. Then I walk over to get a better look at the two things.

          As you leap onto the platform you safely land on it, but feel a strange jolt on the center chain coming from above and below. This briefly shakes the platform and you quickly discover that by holding the chain and shoving your body weight you can force the platform to move to the other side.

          As you get closer you see the right most thing is a chain coming from the ceiling. But you have to get much closer to actually make out the left most thing, a torch that upon your approach spits out a humanoid with tall ears and what may be a fluffy tail it takes up an aggressive stance and even swings at you if you get too close.


I'd like to remind you that I was planning on going with a no rolls in the dream scape, and I'm trying very hard to stick with it.

As I approach the torch and it spits out a humanoid with fox like ears and tail, I think that they are adorable. So I immediately direct the platform over as fast as I can. But I notice their Aggression towards me. So I stop within easy talking distance of the being.

I say
"Hello. What is your name? My name is Eli. Why are you angry at me?"

How wide is the ledge that they are standing on? What does this being with fox ears and tail look like? About how old do they look? Is the torch still burning or did it go out making them?

The ledge is about 2-3 people wide if they are standing a little over shoulder to shoulder.

Human shaped all facial features are obscured as it is basically made of fire. Eyes are a more intense lighter color to differentiate from the rest and the mouth is the same if it opens it.  *I admit that I don't know it this is how I would have originally discribed him as I lost any notes I did have on it.* If it matters it is clear that it is wearing cloths of some kind, and dispight being made of fire looks solid enough to hit.

The flame faded but still smolders.

"RRrrrrAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaahhhhh!" Is all it can muster as it puffs its chest in a clearly aggressive stance.

"... Fine! I will Punch it out of you!"

I Leap down in a classic Falcon Punch pose. Making it obvious that I'm going to punch chest high when I land. But it is actually a feint. I Drop low as I land and kick his legs to sweep them from under him.

Firefox falls for the feint and rolls with the real blow falling in such a way as to allow it to grab the ledge and swing down and around in an attempt to kick you in the back.

I didn't expect that so he hits me. But I start turning in response to his incoming attack. Taking it on the side of my body. I try to grap his leg and push forward.  Hoping to mess up his landing and balance to cause him to fall on the ground. Then I wait fir him to try to get up and then roundhouse kick him.