Fortune's Fool Upon Morning (https://docs.google.com/document/d/1FvLLHr6NdK1MnEUafDAOcuYLsP_8IqxPGuUWZx0nc24/edit)<br/><br/>Personal Essence: 0/14<br/>Peripheral Essence: 42/42 (42/46 Max Peripheral)<br/>Committed: 4 Peripheral Motes (Orichalcum Hearthstone Bracers)<br/><br/>Willpower: 6/7<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Fortunes eyes first quickly glance over the swiftness of the blood apes movements and then over towards some kind of spider demon. The threat of his feet being consumed by the blood ape were not lost onto him but it was clear he had another order. And that brought him to the sorceress in question. However Fortune was not one to sit by and do nothing while Wild Heart was being dragged over and as such whilst the sorceress talked about what value she was to her and how the Terrestrial mocked her, he rushed forward picking up the discarded tarp that had been used to protect himself from the barbed nets of malfean silk. And also the net itself in his hand. Thus he threw the net skyward as a first step to his last ditch effort to stop what was happening.<br/><br/>Then he leaps onto the still fluttering net, climbing it like it was a rolling hillside, the barbs like small footholds than deadly prongs and then leapt higher at the apex. It was almost like the man was capable of flight without the need to transform himself into literal birds. Now as high as he could manage he used the rush of momentum he got to let it carry him over at a good angle for his final throw and he chucks the last tarp towards the sorceress in order to prevent her from escaping in her torrent of birds. They would have slipped through the net if that was what he threw and his logic was the tarp was just a heavy duty sheet without holes to fly through. So it might have the capacity to catch the torrent.<br/><br/>Fortune whether he succeeded in the task or failed, had to of course come back down and he did just that. He descended from the heavens with as much grace as he could muster in either success or failure. Failure meant he would be stepping down from his great leap upon the heads of many owls as a last parting shot to the sorceress in that Fortune literally walked over her to stop his fall. It didn't make watching them escape any less agonizing feeling like he could have stopped it had he focused on the sorceress instead. Hindsight and regret was by far the one demon even Fortune cannot best. In success he holds onto the squirming birds with the tarp by both his hand and his sleeve in order to touch the ground gracefully like a improvised parachute.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>(Action Summary, using an improvised weapon to grapple the swarm of birds. Channel Willpower for 1 success on athletics)<br/><br/>(Stunt Result: +3 (+6 dice due to Crane Stance)<br/>(Modifiers: -5 to MA Grapple Attempt, -2 to Athletics Attempt)<br/><br/>(Charm Usage: 1st MA Excellency 8m for 8 extra dice, Keeping something up my sleeve just in case.)<br/><br/>First Attack on Birds the Word (Grapple): 18 successes<br/>Roll Witness: At 2017-07-29 18:12:00, Laughing Hyena (uid: 10552) rolls: 25d10 tn1: 7 tn2: 10 Result: 18 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=105612)<br/><br/>Athletics Check (Willpower Channel):  5 successes + 1 success from willpower = 6 successes<br/>Roll Witness: At 2017-07-29 18:20:37, Laughing Hyena (uid: 10552) rolls: 7d10 tn1: 7 tn2: 10 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=105613)