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Sora
She watches Benoi use the feathers of her wings to baffle the pony size spider. She holds the spell and when Benoi does move out of the way to reveal the head. Mentally letting go, the shaft of lightning burns right into the spider's head, killing it instantly. She finally breaths, letting out her breath she almost begins to cough.
"Are you ok?" Benoi asks her and Washi Staffweaver just nods in reply, once more wondering how it was they ended up in Underworld. The memories are still rather hazy...
"I'm just glad we finished that before it managed to bite you." She replies, recalling how sever the previous spider's venom had been on the relatively young Harpy. I'm just glad I invested into rune magic or else you'd be dead before the first day ended... I wonder how long it'll take me to research transformation magic... She think as she moves the magically empowered tip of her staff towards the dead spider, revealing the hallway that is behind the large web.
A single fire spell causes the webbing to burn, allowing them to pass through safely. She makes sure to check Benio over before they continued down into the hallway.
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Kari
The satyr leader finishes the tune and she manages to regain herself. The group of three, four if she includes the piper, seem to have finished killing the score of the Spriggan. The little, twisted gnomes didn't stand much of a chance to fight back. She's glad she decided to scout around the forest in her beast form or else the satyrs would have noticed her standing there.
Crawling backwards, Ren shakes herself before trotting away, her dull red/orange coated tail swinging behind her, the white tip drawing the eye as it moves from the left to the right and back again. Putting a few meters between herself and the trio of satyrs, she breaks out into a lop, sniffing and rotating her ears every few minutes to see if she's being followed. Smelling her partner, Ren speeds up and within seconds, is in her human form, complete with a lighter hue orange hair.
Her eyes remain the same yellow that she sported as a fox. "Saw some satyrs kill off a score of Spriggan." She reports while stretching her shoulders and arms. "We should probably avoid them." She adds while sitting down on the log.
"Agreed." Karren says upon getting to her feet. "And while you were away, I managed to do some foraging so we won't have to worry about food, at least, for now."
She nods as she gets up herself. She rummages through her bag to take out her staff and a wand, it was a simple one that fires off force balls that push opponents backwards and depending the their size, a meter back or only a few feet. "Hopefully, we'll find this Spriggan den before dawn tomorrow. I'm getting tired of their ambushes."
Her partner doesn't respond, merely takes the lead. As they travel, back tracking what little evidence that they can find to arrive at the Spriggan camp. With time on her hands, Ren thinks over the events of the pass few days, particularly towards TK's Team as that's the only other team she knew the details of as they had compared their sheets together.
She admits that Kero or Hiss, was a fairly bold direction in which to take a character. Replacing the ability to turn into a wolf with a Lizardfolk and calling it a God Sent Curse? Clever. Allows for him to have two different identities without anyone being the wiser as it's keyed into the natural transformation ability of that race of elf.
It didn't take long before she wonders just how altered the other Digidestine are at this moment. After all, she appears as though she is in her late teens while Karren appears to be in her late twenties. She didn't know how TK's character will show their age as Elves do age differently then humans. She mostly just assumes that most of the others kept their own characters human and hadn't altered much, likely keeping such things as hair and eye color pretty much the same.
While Ren knew that they were friends, she also can't help but regard them as competition in search of this magical item, this Scepter of Ending. Which means that we'll need to dungeon crawl... Which will be rather hard as there is only the two of us. She thinks to herself.
Karren pauses and it takes her a few seconds before she notices and do the same. Then Karren takes out her long sword, which causes her to take hold of her wand. As something springs out of the bushes, she manages to use her wand to push the striped feline back.
Her partner is already moving to slash at the tiger and before the tiger could recover, manages to pierce the tiger's head. Then, as the tiger slowly dies, Karren snaps the large cat's neck. "You alright?"
She nods, swallowing as her heartbeat is rather rapidly. It had been rather shocking that they would be attacked by a tiger of all things while traveling through this forest. Karren sighs and takes out a thin blade, pulling her sword out of the tiger's head.
Soon Karren begins to skin the mighty beast and she sighs while rubbing her lower jaw on her right side, moving towards the back of her neck. As her pulse slows, the thumping in her head goes away. Her skin stops itching as well.
Shaking her head clear, she glances away and leans on another tree not that far from Karren. Keeping her eyes half closed, she listens to the sounds of the forest. As she's about to fully drift off into slumber, Karren says softly, "I'm done."
She jerks a bit and nods as she blinks her eyes rapidly. "Oh, ok. Right, let's go then." She says as she stands up straight, although it seems that Karren found it slightly humoring that she had been about to fall asleep while leaning on the tree.
Karren studies her before nodding. "Alright then." Is all her partner says and once more takes point. She stifles a yawn while following after Karren through this nighttime forest.
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Joe
Waving his right hand from his chest to it pointing towards the enemy, this causes shards of tiny ice to launch at the incoming row of throwing knives. The shards of ice clump around the knives, causing them to fall down onto the ground. He struggles to keep from gasping from the very effort of casting that bit of magic as it had been a special gift that Geshtai bestowed upon him during his last meditation.
He takes up a defensive stance, holding the looted short sword in his left hand. His previous weapon, the redwood staff lies upon the battle field, having been chopped in half. The knife throwers look at each other while his hand goes to his robe pocket to pull out some prayer beads that they had found in a previous bandit camp.
He hears Radko's weapons connecting with the weapons of the Shifter berserkers. At least four of the seven lay on the rocky ground, dead from a mixture of Radko's physical might and his divine magic. The two range fighters seem to want to avoid direct battle, which is good for him as he's not very strong with his left hand. It's something he'll have to work on in the coming days, if they managed to survive that long.
With the rangers lacking in ammo, Gael murmurs a pray to heal his partner. He feels his energy flag once more, signaling that his prayer has healed a bit due to his interference. Swallowing, he decides to gamble a bit and taking a deep breath, Gael charges forward to the two range fighters, which startles them and with a snarl, one turns tail and runs away. The other soon follows suit, the fighter engaged with fighting Radko snarls for them to return but this leaves themselves open which Radko takes advantage of.
And thus, the fifth of the group of seven falls. With a sigh, his grip on his short sword vanishes and it falls to the ground while he falls onto his knees. His vision swims a bit as he hyperventilates a bit as his adrenalin vanishes from his system. "I can't believed that worked..." He murmurs out loud, not particularly caring who heard him.
"Well, they didn't call your bluff, so, it worked out in the end, eh?" Radko states in an up beat manner. He didn't mean to but he chuckles at that and finding his strength has returned, he picks up the short sword before standing up.
"Yes, well, it's not like my staff is in any shape to be anything but firewood now..." He muses, glancing down at the two pieces that lay on the ground. It's moments like these that he's glad he didn't put down that his character needed glasses, that he sported perfect vision, well, as perfect as a human's vision could be.
"Well, at least you seem to have found a suitable replacement." Radko says, gently slapping him on his back. Well, as gentle as somebody as tall and muscular Goliath could at least.
"It's not as though we'll not see those two again. They'll likely bring forth a larger party." Gael points out while glancing about for the sheath of the short sword. "If you find a healing potion on them, drink it. I don't think I have enough energy to use a healing spell on you." He adds as he finds it next to the first dead body, picks it up after wrapping the prayer beads about his right wrist.
"Right oh!" Radko says cheerfully. "I'll be sure to allow you to examine any trinkets I find too." His teammate adds and he nods as he threads the sheath onto his belt. With it on his belt, he sheaths his sword and rummages around to pull out something to drink, the water skin filled with water they got from a spring, he slowly takes sips from the chilly water. The coolness seems to help with his aching muscles.
"Feeling better?" Radko asks while laying out the various trinkets that have been looted from the dead Shifters. He nods his head as he reaches out with his free hand to pick up a necklace. With ease, he reads the item, knowing what enchantments have been placed upon the trinket recently. If he wanted to read the whole history of an item, he would need to beseech Geshtai to grant him such an experience.
"Nothing in the way of physical benefits." He says as he puts it down and picks up another one. This one is a figurine of a wolf and shakes his head while dropping it, "Nothing on that one. Just a carving of a wolf."
The rest of the twenty some items weren't worth noting and they divided the items up between them. Feeling his energy reserves are once more filled up, he stands up and glances at Radko. "Feeling hungry?" He asks before adding, "You might as well sit down at eat something, we might not get another chance to do it."
"Maybe... You know, this isn't all bad, you know?" Radko says while sitting down. "At least we're together again. Sure, we're in a life and death race to retrieve some magical item but at least one of us will find it and when they do, this game will end."
Gael snorts softly as he nods, he gets what his partner is saying. "I just wish it wouldn't be because we're in a game where we have to kill people in order to gain experience and riches." He admits with a sigh.
"I never liked those shoot'em up games..." He murmurs under his breath. "They just had to go for realism with those games..." Gael says while looking about the battlefield. "Well, at least we don't have to deal with running through a building, sniping at the enemies while looking for health packs and solving puzzles..."
"Ah... Gael? Isn't that kind of what dungeon crawling is? Well, at least according to these memories of mine... er... Radko's." He winces a bit as he does 'remember' reading such accounts.
"Well, at least we're not in one now." Gael remarks. "A dungeon I mean." He adds before praying over their dead foes. He does this to each of the five dead Shifters. He makes sure to pour a single drop of water on their heads, as it falls, that drop became frozen.
He stands at the center of the dead and sighs softly, while this whole adventure wasn't what he wanted when he arrived at Tai and Kari's apartment, but they'll have to make due. Well, at least the fate of the world isn't hanging in the balance. If we fail here, it's not like it dooms our worldsd. Gael thinks and something seems to unwind itself in him, allowing him to smile slightly as he takes a sip from the water skin, being sure to put the twist on it before putting it away.
"Done!" Chimes Radko and he turns to where his friend, partner, and teammate is standing. "Lead on, oh great and mighty priest."
"I'm a cleric and don't you forget it." He says to Radko while resting his left hand on the short sword's hilt. He turns away and begins to trek through the mountain, heading eastward, trusting that Radko will follow suit. For the first time since they arrived here, Joe feels like he can really enjoy the power that his class grants him even though he does and will likely continue to regret the deaths they deal to those they end up fighting.
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Mimi
She blushes lightly as Aeldre and Zaspar walk pass, she finds it hard not to as they were just so... handsome. Sure, this elven settlement is under siege by some evil warlock who commands an army of Lizardfolk, the same tribe that they had been dealing with getting here.
"Well, you seems to be rather enchanted by the inhabited, huh?" Oakcalm muses in a slightly teasing tone. She sighs and looks down at her bow that she's been polishing.
"It's rather hard not to notice them, those of the opposite gender I mean. They're so much better looking then anyone I've seen back home..." She admits to her partner while returning to running a oiled cloth about the length of the bow.
They've been here for three days and during the second she spent a lot of time in the local shrine, praying for forgiveness about taking the lives of all those Lizardfolk. While she didn't get any reply from the deity that the shrine is dedicated to, she did feel much more at peace about what they had done to get through the siege line.
I wonder how the village council plans to break the siege? She wonders while checking the bow string to see if it needs to be replace.
To Be Continued!
