Redeemer! – Attempt 2, Part 7

Redeemer! – Attempt 2, Part 7

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Alright.

Stepping into the circle transports me into some kind of spirit realm of Fate.  I didn’t even need to smoke a suspicious-looking cigarette or chew on a mandrake root.

I’m surrounded by bamboo groves, while there is also, in front of me, a ‘dark crystal’ edifice.

Just another Saturday afternoon at ninja HQ, in other words.

For those who are statistically-minded, and also those that just want to try and make sense of these ongoing proceedings, I apparently now have a ‘Spirit’ score, which is not calculated by the contents of my liquor cabinet, but rather is the sum total of my Endurance and Inner Force.  That would give me a (current) score of 23.  (I think.  My Arts degree didn’t prepare me for this kind of advanced maths…)

Anyway, I can hear some kind of singing in the bamboo grove,supposedly to  the tune of the ‘Catechism of the Redeemer’.  As this is the only clue towards the path to take, I walk into the grove before entering the ‘edifice’.

As I walk into this ethereal grove :

• My hands become paler, until I guess they resemble those of a agoraphobic Scotsman;
• This hymn becomes more ‘discordant’, so I guess less Adele, and more Britney Spears;
• I see a monk whose face is obscured, wearing a brown habit, with the hymn emanating from him / her / it.  This monk is also wounded, with blood spilling from the wound.
• As I approach the song becomes ‘corrupted beyond all recognition into one of ineffable damnation’.  Heavy – In other words I guess it starts resembling ‘Come on Eileen’.

I can attempt to staunch the wound, attack this monk, or sing to try and drown out the sound.

The problem with the last choice is that my singing voice is probably indistinguishable from the tune of ‘ineffable damnation’.

No, seriously.

In any event, that option is just left-of-centre enough to work, so I try it.  It apparently stifles the ‘chant’ of the other monk, leaving ‘him’ (the book’s word) dazed.

Call me a sucker because, notwithstanding the obvious indicators that this monk is not a friend, I try to assist with the wound.  In a lack of gratefulness not seen since I took my 3-year-old to a football game, the monk grabs my wrist and does 2 points of ‘Spirit’ damage.

I manage to use a (spiritual) Iron Fist punch TO THE FACE to encourage my opponent to vanish ‘with a shriek’.

And that’s it for today, because I just watched my Australian Rules team win over their archrivals LIKE A BOSS and its now almost midnight.

Stats : Spirit : 21, Endurance : 20, Punch Modifier : +2, Kick Modifier: +3, Throw Modifier : 0, Fate Modifier : +1, Inner Force : 3

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July 14, 2016 at 07:51AM