#underwater combat

[oldschoolfrp]

Hmm, here we are: "Chapter 6: Casting Spells in Unusual Conditions," part 1, "Casting Spells Underwater" (Terry Dykstra, PHBR4: The Complete Wizard's Handbook, TSR, 1990)

[gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan]

Carnivorous

Author's Note: More of Karlsor in Living Waters AU.

Summary: Karlsor, alone in the deep sea, hones his predatory instincts and Psyker powers while hunting alien, Warp-tainted creatures, reveling in the thrill, survival, and raw dominance over his environment, even as a greater threat lurks nearby.

Warning: Graphic violence and gore (feeding, killing), Body horror and alien/otherworldly creatures, Themes of hunger, bloodlust, and predatory behavior, Mild psychological intensity (Warp influence, stalking presence). LMK if I need to add anything else.

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The first kill had been small—just a school of fish—but it had reminded him that he was alive, that his body worked, that his mind was still sharp despite sunburn and broken ribs. The hunger persisted, gnawing beneath his chest plate, reminding him that survival demanded more than scraps.

He dove deeper, letting the briny water envelope him. Currents pulled at him, strong and erratic, but Karlsor adapted. He reached out with his Psyker senses, letting his awareness slide through the water, stretching tendrils of thought, feeling the life around him. Tiny pulses of movement registered—a crab, a small predator hiding among coral—but more than that, something alien, warped, radiating faint heat and psychic unease.

Hunger sharpened into predatory focus. He launched, slicing through water with inhuman speed. Claws tore through flesh, teeth snapped through bone. The taste of living flesh—warm, slick, resistant—was ecstasy. He devoured it without hesitation, shoving past instinctive revulsion. Every kill reinforced the rhythm: hunt, kill, consume, heal, survive.

The Warp whispered again. Subtle now, in tremors and flickers, in the almost imperceptible vibration of the water. He paused, eyes narrowing. The reef in the distance seemed to pulse with a sickly glow, coral twisted into grotesque shapes, whispers curling through his mind like smoke. Something moved among it, too large, too wrong. His instincts screamed: avoid it. But hunger and curiosity—two equally dangerous predators in themselves—nipped at him.

A shadow detached itself from the reef—a leviathan, pale and sinewy, with eyes that burned faintly violet. Warp-taint radiated off it in waves. It knew him. It hunted him. Karlsor felt the thrill tighten his chest. This was no mere beast. This was something the Warp had touched, something that could shred flesh and soul alike. And yet… it moved slowly, deliberately, as though testing him, waiting for him to make the first mistake.

He grinned—or at least as close as a Night Lord could manage underwater. Teeth bared. Tail flicking, muscles coiled. He sent ripples of psychic energy through the currents, shaping the water to push the leviathan closer, confusing its senses. The creature hesitated, shrieking in psychic resonance that grated against his mind. Delicious.

Karlsor lunged. Water exploded around him as claws met scales. Teeth sank into the alien flesh, shredding, tasting, pulling. The leviathan fought, but he was faster, sharper, more hungry. The Warp rippled around them, echoing the violence, amplifying his senses, sharpening his focus, feeding the raw, primal joy of predation.

Even as the leviathan thrashed, he sensed more: currents swirling, movement in the shadows, flickers of unnatural light from the reef. More predators. More threats. But he was not afraid. Fear was a luxury he had shed long ago on Nostramo. Survival demanded hunger, cunning, and ruthlessness—and he had all three in abundance.

Finally, with a guttural roar, he ended the struggle. The leviathan floated limp in the water, still twitching. He tore into it, feeding not only his body but his rage, his satisfaction, his claim over the sea. The Warp hummed faintly around him, amused, perhaps even impressed. Perhaps mocking. He did not care.

Hours passed—or days, time blurred in the deep. Karlsor hunted, fed, healed, and hunted again. His Psyker senses grew keener, his control over currents more precise. The cursed reef loomed ever closer, whispering threats, broadcasting horrors he could not yet fully comprehend. And yet, he survived. He thrived.

Above him, the sun rose and fell. Pain in his sunburned scales flared and faded. Hunger returned. Shadows shifted. Warp-taint whispered.

And in the distance, faintly, almost imperceptibly, another pulse: larger, slower, more intelligent. Something waited. Something far worse than the leviathan he had just devoured.

Karlsor’s lips curled into a grin.

Good.

Predator. Psyker. Night Lord. Alive. Hungry. And ready.

[apathmakerstale]

Underwater combat is most definitely coming back for G-Rank.

[padparadzha]

"Russian commando frogmen" with aps underwater rifles

[fregion-bond-breaker]

Bit of a double question but: What do you think of the underwater combat (aka how it is to play). And what does Fregion think of it (does he have special armour? does he use a rebreather or a magic bubble? does he have a wetsuit maybe, if Charr make those)

I personally LOVE LOVE the underwater combat in the game. I love going down there and fighting, and while it isnt perfect and can have some TLC given to it, i think its by far the best implimentation of it in in any mmo and i wish anet wasnt scared to put us down there. As for fregion and water. He doesnt mind going down there to fight, he uses a rebreather and hes tried using those wet suits that some asura and charr have no doubt tried making. Doesnt like how the thing makes his fur gets rubbed the wrong way putting it on and off. So he just dives in his armor and takes extra care to dry it. That or he goes in naked.

[lesbians-of-the-lake]

Day 6! Thank god I have a backlog lmao

Today's post was supposed to be a subclass, but it needed a few last minute development additions and most of my regular squad was unavailable, so here's a lil aquatic enemy I made a few months ago!

I used it with great effectiveness against a party of 4 level 4s during a quick little shipwreck arc, and I've got another aquatic statblock in the works too.

Subclass has unfortunately been delayed till tomorrow, but it's a banger.

Happy brewing!

[apathmakerstale]

OH! I just realized why I was so remained of something by Balahara, and I couldn't figure it out. And that was cuz' they look like they're a swimming sand LEVIATHAN.

LAGI HOPE! UNDERWATER HOPE.

PLEASE. LAGI IN UNDERWATER COMBAT!!!!!

I AM A TRI UNDERWATER COMBAT APOLOGIST.

I NEED TO SEE IT.

[jasontoddspeaks-deactivated]

You should try talking to fish and controlling the three forms of water since merpeople can do that.

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@artemisgrace-speaks this must be part of the sparring