12 . (player plot) the academy expedition

[clocktowers]

Who: Those who are joining Ozpin's expedition! Network post here, or handwave an invite. OPEN to all.
What: A dungeon crawl with optional dice rolls.
When: Throughout October. You can state when your character goes, or keep it vague.
Where: The forest past the eastern edge of Prufrock.

THE BASICS

At the easternmost edge of Prufrock is a stone fortress, abandoned and overgrown. This place was once a shelter for Hunters in times of rampant Beasthood: it is highly defensible and hewn from the same pale stone as the Gate. These days, it's fallen into disrepair, overrun with monsters and choked by hostile plant life.

If the road can be cleared, the monsters evicted, and the damage repaired, this place could become the site of Ozpin's new combat academy and hub for Hunters. That's why he's sending you in.

These prompts will span September 30 - October 30, 2022. Many different groups can tackle the same hazards until the danger is fully cleared out.

HOW TO PLAY

This part is optional. You can always ignore the rolls and just use the log like a normal log.

Each character gets three stats:

• Might (ability to withstand physical damage)
  
• Speed (ability to dodge hazards)
  
• Stability (ability to resist Corruption)

• If your character is average in a stat, +0.
  
• If they're very skilled, +2.
  
• If they're godlike at it, +4.
  
• If they suck at something, -2.
  
• If you're just being mean, -4.

At each step of the quest is a prompt with dice challenges. You roll a d20, add your character's stat bonus, then use your total to fail or succeed at the task.

Thanks for participating!

Comments

welp (and help?) looking cute might drown here

[faceblocks]

[she's made it this far with zero problems, able to hack plants and avoid them with such ease it's almost like they're not even real - it could be her own poison keeping her safe from the sap, or the gauntlets viktor had built might just be so good that why hack when you can rip and tear? in any case, violet had become extremely overconfident in this venture.]

All clear up ahea---

[though she proceeds with good balance through the ice and the mud, she's unprepared for the gap in the floor and steps straight into a hole, falling all the way through and down (and down again) - striking a wall as she goes, and landing into a pit of cold, dark water, splintered boards and bits of rock crashing in after her.]

---aaaahhhh!!

[vi can swim, but she can't manage to get her head above water to do so - she's panicked and upended, has swallowed a mouthful of the disgusting sap tainted water, and thrashes about blindly, her head bloody from a falling rock.]

[rolls: speed nat 1 baby! stability nat 20! and a really good success with might. but that 1, oof.]

[azurestar]

[Oh damn, that's not good. Lance managed to enhance his speed with his powers to avoid falling into the doom water. But wasn't fast enough to reach and catch Vi ahead of him. He's pulling himself up to the broken boards first and then turns around to look down for her.]

Vi! [He can see her thrashing and bleeding once he makes a small star for light and sends it down.] Shit. Hold on!

[He pulls his backpack off and grabs a rope. Nothing up here seems sturdy enough to tie it to so he hopes that he can drop it close enough to her hand for her to grab. First he ties a secure loop in the end and then tosses it down with precise aim, it brushes her hand.]

Grab on! I'll pull you up.

[faceblocks]

[perhaps the tainted water recognizes her vileblood as something akin to itself, perhaps it's chance, but the corruption doesn't stick - not with an open wound, not even when she's bleeding into it , a spill of foul floral scent amidst the rot as she tries to right herself, her hand reaching up and out of the water to brush ...something.

it brushes again as she turns, pushing off slime and sediment with her feet - her head bursting through the oily surface at last, cheek numb with her own blood, eyes still closed, but having enough sense to recognize rope (or a very sturdy vine?) when she closes her hand on it.

then she hears his voice. lance? she tries to call out, but she's nothing but coughs - any sort of acknowledgement has to wait until that's over - until the rest of this water is out of her, but she's able to rise up and grasp her other hand, too.]

[azurestar]

[He maintains the star as a light source and sends it further down so he can get a clear look at her situation. Seeing her hand brush the rope, he carefully steadies it within grasping range, if she doesn't come up and grab it soon, he's going to get down there somehow.

But then her head bursts through and sees her hand close around the rope. He's already braced to start pulling up her weight, but he doesn't give a good tug right away as she only has one hand on it. For now, he gives it a gentle tug to let her know there's someone on the other end. He doesn't expect her to be able to reply, but hopes she can understand and follow instructions, so he wastes no time speaking up and looking down to watch for her reaction.]

It's tied in a loop! If you can get it under your arms, I'll pull you up!

[faceblocks]

[that, she can do, through the coughs and gasps, and once under, she's able to give a thumbs up into the light even though her eyes shut with each cough. her eye's gone numb, she can feel it - but at least she can still see out of it.]

[azurestar]

[The moment he sees the thumbs up, he starts pulling, bracing and winding the rope around his waist. The process is careful and moderately paced as he doesn't want to rush and take more than he can handle or jostle the rotting wood more. Ugh, there's so many factors to consider here. He raises the star he created up higher so she has light to see but isn't blinded. And then eventually, he sees the top of her head from where he's braced his feet near the edge of the hole.]

Whew! There you are. How's your head?

[faceblocks]

[she's nothing but coughs - any sort of acknowledgement has to wait until she claws her way up, pulling herself up and over with a precision that seems like one part luck two parts witchcraft - she manages to dodge anything rotting, anything splitting, anything fragile enough to send her back down again. and then she manages a laugh as she retches, spitting up murky water onto the ground. maybe a little onto lance. sorry.]

H-here I am.

[she sputters, trying to regain her breath through another spate of coughs.]

Bleeding, but [a laugh cough laugh] it feels fine. Doesn't even hurt.

[azurestar]

[His brows go up, impressed at her precise and smooth way of pulling herself up onto the floor. He himself is a combat gymnast type and he knows skill when he sees it. And the puking on him gets a grossed out look, but he doesn't say anything, having been in that position a few times himself.

He pats her on the back to help dislodge the gunk and water some more and then leans over to try and get a better look at her head.]

Oh yeah, I bet it feels like a massage on spa day. [Flat, dry sarcasm.] You probably have a concussion.