Wielder of Names 6-107
Chapter: 6
“I wasted five hours of hard fighting and a hundred and fifty of my best men bringing it down. Then it exploded.”
– General Yross of the Yellow Moon Brood, on fighting angels
Kill Six Billion Demons
BREAKER OF INFINITIES
It seems that White Chain favors the Pummeling Charge monk build. Do not weep, good cousin! Leave that to the Game Master, whose lovingly-crafted final boss you slew in one round with 18d10+234 damage.
And this is why you never play games with Angels, nobody knows how to rules-lawyer better than they. Not to mention that they’re all power-gamers.
There is no shame in accomplishing objectives in the most optimal manner possible, particularly if it abides by the Law. At least, that’s what I told the last four groups as they were banishing me from their gaming circles.
Ingsvld, nooo! Quick, someone grab his head!
…although I’m gonna guess that if White Chain goes prompt critical in the same room as you, it doesn’t matter whether you have your head on or not.
Someone’s stressed.
This is going to end in fire.
Some say it will end in ice…
Ingsvild noooooo!!!!
Pree Ashma, Yis-Asram the Blooded One. Yis-Prama, Hansa, and Prat Pavam who Tempered my Heart. Yisun Atru Vyam. I have inflicted violence, but there is no forgiveness to be had.
Now that’s what I call body surfing!
Now that the palace is falling, we’ll see if Alison can save that tiny villaige from being crushed underneath. I guess that’s better than it falling after she leaves.
Caskets made of sand…….
“They explode? They EXPLODE!!!”
-Astrid Hofferson.
Being forcibly shunted into the void is, indeed, not a subtle process.
Way to lose your head, Ingsvld
Now, be it as it may, is a good time to make sure you are not in the shadow of the large falling palace.
And so an empire falls in the most literal way possible.
I fear though, that with the balance of power disrupted so, Jagganoth’s wrath may approach quicker then was expected.
Beware of the bare fisted monk for thou they may be kind and respectful should you anger one be prepared for a palm strike through the heart.
This is why this fool never saw the appeal of any floating structures that aren’t ships, every time you produce one the wheel laughs at you and it crashes into the ground before exploding. But they always make excellent realm shattering booms when they crash so that makes up for it.
To be fair, ships are known to crash just as often. Indeed, it is the fate of all things that fly to fall-… And then explode.
Proper footing is the first and most important part of the martial arts. It is your source, your anvil, and your surest partner. When footing is lost, so is the fight. It is for this reason that I advise all students who will fight in the cities to study architecture, and all who will roam the wilds study geology.
Perhaps the greatest of my students will abandon the study of violence, and work with brick, mortar, and earth, instead.
– from the teachings of Mon Priaya, Master of the Epiphany Fist, and noted rock collector.
The esteemed Mon Praya hits on important truth: There is nothing quite as predictable as a martial artist on a ballistic arc.
Don’t aim at where they are, aim at where they are going to be. You will hit every time.
— Commentary on the Classics
Quick, grab that book before he can reattach it!
Ideally also before the castle crashes and everyone dies.
wow. That’s…wow
This is the part where we all make airplane noises and careen to one side.
Wheooooooooooooooooooosh!
Such whimsy!
As I said when all this began, it would not be the first time a knight of the Geas lost his head, nor would it be the last.
It is a shame I could not be the one to remove it.
Will you two just kiss, already? Everyone can see it.
Lewd.
Came here for the badass fights and demiurges, stayed for the gay subtext.
Woah! Letting out some monk funk, way to subdue some evil.
Thank you for flying Mottom Air. We will be landing shortly.
Incoming!
That is honestly my favorite thing I’ve seen after a comic. It reflects well on angels
Why INGSVLD you seem to have once again lost your head in battle. I do so hope you can find it before everything comes crashing down around you. That being said, perhaps our lovely angel has lost something a bit more important than her head, She seems to have lost her temper. I wonder if she knows a prayer to regain it.
Give them a hand, folks.
A bloody red one.