Posts from Knights of Tezoth

Deals 50 dmg to all enemies around it along the line of movement, applies poison.

It's not quite clear how it works...? What "line of movement" is it referring to?

Poison
-5 health, -2% accuracy, -2% evasion at the end of each turn.

Does it last until healed? Does it stack?

The hydra moves and bites everyone who is on the adjacent tiles.

Does not stack until healed.

If the battle ends and there is no healer to heal, is it ggwp for the poisoned one?

Yes. It's the same with bleeding.

Can they be removed with a simple heal potion?

Yes. It's the same with bleeding.

And with burning, apparently, as well...

But how does all this "good stuff" work with this thing:

Mission Continuation
Three turns after falling, the character returns to battle with 1 health point, provided that allies of a different conviction remain on the map.

If the owner of this thing kicks the bucket after combat from poison/burning/blood loss, but someone "with a different conviction" remains in the team, will they wake up or not?

Can they be removed with a simple heal?

If it doesn't say that it removes the debuff and only restores health, then no.

I would like an interview with Lester Vargas.

Who am I? Where am I? A world of endless sky, devoid of any landmarks, in its indifferent void erases the prisoner's own "self" and leaves nothing in their mind but a desire for immediate release from this torture that is devoid of physical pain. You fall for a minute, ten, an hour, a day, a week, a month... Years pass, yet the end never comes, and it will continue this way for eternity — you understand this, but you still cannot accept it; boredom drove you mad long ago. But then comes a wonderful moment — something new, previously unseen, happens in the monotonous world of the endless sky; cracks appear in space, and the soul, tired of the infinite fall, briefly gathering the remnants of its lost consciousness together, acquires a new incorporeal form and finds itself in an unfamiliar place.

The shapeless soul is surrounded only by black walls, or perhaps not even walls at all, but an infinite "nothingness"; only in the light of candles floating in the air does a pair of non-existent eyes catch a glimpse of an unfamiliar face that simultaneously evokes a sense of déjà vu.

- Hello! - says the owner of the face. - I am Revaniel, and do you remember who you are?
Her smile is blinding, but no kindness can be felt in it.

I've added armor for the Wyvern; I'll fix the stats now.

If the owner of this thing drops after battle from poison/burning/blood loss, but someone "with different convictions" remains in the team, will they recover or not?

It only works during battle.

- Milady, - Lester salutes an empty head. - Your presence is a joy to behold as never before. I... Hm. It seems something is wrong with my memory. I remember quite clearly that I am a very important person in my country. But I cannot say who. How could this have happened?

- This is perfectly normal, because your country no longer exists, and neither does the world! Everything that could have been dear to you has been consigned to oblivion, as if it had never existed at all! - Revaniel exclaims so joyfully, as if she had just delivered the best news of Lester's life. - All the people inhabiting it, every scrap of land your foot ever stepped upon... Bam! And there is nothing.

- What do you mean? Did I... fight for nothing for?.. - he cannot find an answer for a while, then looks at the tattoo on his shoulder. - Royental. I think it's a problem of relativity theory. Something seems lost in one space, but remains in another. I'm from Royental and I feel great, - he snapped his fingers. - My name is Lester! A little moment just came back to me! Nice to meet you.

- ********* no longer belongs to our time! - Instead of the name "Royental," the same disembodied soul managed to hear only a strange ultrasound in the interlocutor's speech. - How do you feel about starting to shed blood, sweat, and tears for something new?

- How do *I* look? He-he-he, - Lester laughed softly-. I am a man of action. Wherever I am, there is war. No negativity, of course. These hands... they remember much. I feel very sorry for those who suffered from them. But I was unable to act otherwise. And I continue to bring flowers to their graves. ... I think. In any case, I have nothing personal against the fallen. It's just business, - he shrugged. - As it turns out, I even have shoulders! Now that' same a story!
- Milady Revaniel, correct? I remember that I was a very well-read person. But above all, I was a patriot of *********. For that, I was simply ready to tear my striped shirt. I helped my country greatly, and even though they tried to lower my salary, I didn't allow the bureaucrats to do so. Although I remember there were some taxes... But I can't quite paint the picture. Maybe it wasn't even in *********.