The Black Sand Bar:

[XxCrimson bloodxX]

((I so sick crying ......... I want to RP but my brain is musssshhhhhhhhhhh and I am drinking mass amounts of neocitrain))

[Aizakku Furosto]

[Character Update Post]

The few days that have passed by Ethan had been running the gamut of the dungeon. Or more accurately seeking for the ini. He had opted to go by himself to avoid risking anyone... Sayuri caught up with him some time later and after arguing a bit they both decided to look for the ini together as it would be much easier. Presently they where much further inside then Ross and his group so perhaps some of the traps where already triggered. However because Ethan and Sayuri where not expecting any company they have 'buffed' themselves up for the dangers of the dungeon.

Ethan had running active many of the powerful rituals that protected him with some that where capable of affecting allies. Sayuri on the other hand had used multiple Elixirs to empower herself and unlock the full potential of body and mind. Consequently she had telepathic, telekinetic, vitakinetic and biokinetic abilities active as well. Of course these where only temporary effects from the powerful narcotics and poisons she was imbibing, injecting or utilizing.

"Over here. Stay down." Ethan warned. He had brought a more lighter sniper rifle (read generic), a Thunder-5 revolver using .45 LColt, various speed loaders, a .40 S&W, a Glock 17 and couple of magazines. The ammunition was mostly AP but he also brought silver nitrate and dragonbreath ammunition just in case he had to deal with supernatural things. At this moment he had propped up the rifle and was aiming. They where on what seemed like a ledge over a room with various rat like creatures. Gnolls. Sayuri had brought a (generic) rifle, two Desert Eagle and one Glock 17 and various elixirs in pill or syringe form. She got down with rifle ready...

[The Black Sand Mule]

Rhoslyn lead the way, then hurled the ax at the door to break the thing down. After the resulting mist subsided into nothing, he'd retrieve the ax and step into a 30' by 30' square room with a man-made trench cut in the middle, through which water ran through, as well as a few stone benches and a few brushes with sponges attached.

Yes, the bathroom had a trap on it. What'd be more interesting would be the lizard-men struggling to get their pants on - six of them, armed with spears and what appeared to be miniature crossbows bolted into their arms.

"Oh s**t, charge."

He'd rush in with his ax as the six dispersed through the room - three archers fired upon the party from across the room, and the other three would raise their shields and spears, ready for Rhoslyn's charge.

[William M Hearst]

"Woo."

Nic flicked his spear around in his hand, took aim, and chucked the spear at one of the archer lizard dudes. And then would reach over, grab Fadis, and chuck the midget at another lizard dude. Hell, the midget should get a chance to kill something too.

Then he'd run around trying to dodge s**t being shot. Dive. Roll. Take cover. OW!

"[/******** SHOT ME IN THE a**!"

Cue prying the little bolt from his right cheek.

[Kazyan]

Being used as a living cannonball can, er, hurt. So, being flung at the lizard man ended up with what would develop into a painful bruise on her chest. Oh, yeah, and she'd be flailing as she caromed through the air, and Newton's Laws would dictate lizard guy falling flat on his back.

And after being painfully chucked at the RANDOM ENCOUNTER, she glared at Nic for a split-second before engaging in a little stab-the-living-crap-out-of-the-lizard. With a rapier.

[Obscurus]

G immediately upon seeing the threats ducked to the right and made an attempt to flank some of the lizardmen. His particular interest was to get behind one of the lizards with a spear and shield, and kill it in order to take its shield. As he approached his target, it tried to turn and face him but it was too late. Gautama was already inside the spear's effective range and all that was left was to cleave the beast's head in twain with his own very sharp weapon.

Assuming he had avoided any errant bolts he would pick up the slain creature's shield and wield it in his left hand, using it to defend against bolts or spears or whatever.

[Vail_Blackwell]

Walking up the beach front was what seemed to be a young man with large fox like ears, and a fluffy swaying tail. The young man was shrouded in darkness looking as if he was nothing more then a shadow. The only visible color about him was a pare of piercing red eyes that glistened through the darkness. The young mans eyes fell across a building that seemed to have the only established electricity in the area. As soon as his eyes fell on the building how ever the young man stopped his movement.

He had a feeling that a form of battle was going on in the area, and that some form of power was close by. How ever he did not know if it was at the building or somewhere off int he distance. He was at least one hundred meters from the building at this point in time so he had to make his way there before he could find out if the battle was at the building or not.

Watch your a** around me.. I might just kill you.

[The Black Sand Mule]

The two remaining archers would consider their targets quickly, and decided that G would likely be the best target. So, with this in mind, one lizardman would unleash a pair of bolts high for the shoulders; the other would aim low and fire off another pair for his legs.

Rhoslyn's axe-swipe neatly sliced torso from legs as the defensive formation crumbled, but an errant stab caught the inside of his thigh. Gritting his teeth, he'd hurl the ax at the archers, assuming that the other two had made it just fine.

[The Black Sand Mule]

The Bartender Robot would stop its polishing duties and stare at the newcomer blankly. It had no idea just how the guy would deal with a silver-haired and red-eyed thing that didn't even smell remotely alive, nor did it care.

"You want beer, tequila, rum, palm wine?"

That was what had been ordered so far, so the robot figured the other humanoid would want it too. As far as the battle... five miles east or so, inside a volcanically-formed cave.

[XxCrimson bloodxX]

She stumbled into the Black Sand as if she was drunk "Myyyy heeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaad" She sighed, took a deep breath and regained her balance.
She stood in the same spot for about two minutes than continued to walk to the bar and took the same barstool she sat at last night. 'Where the heck is everyone" she looked around.

[William M Hearst]

Cue lighting the bolt on fire. And throwing it at one of the lizard dude. Nic would then just stand around. He expected that the lizard archer he attacked was dead. So...

"What next?"

Nic pulled his spear from the body. And stabbed it a few more times to make sure, with his foot on the thing's throat.

[Obscurus]

Turning on the rest of the lizardmen, his back turned to the wall, G barely had time to react before the bolts were coming at him. His only reflex was to drop to a crouched position and try to get behind the shield as much as possible. One of the bolts aimed high grazed his shoulder, tearing his jacket and giving him an annoying scratch that would no doubt bleed all over him for a minute or so. The other high-aimed bolt would simply pass right over him. The two bolts shot low would stick into his lizardman shield and the tips of them would barely be seen coming through the backside of the shield.

"Damnit, now I'm going to get angry." Cue Bruce Banner hulk-out. Not really. G would just charge at the remaining archers with blade ready at his side while he held the shield out in front of him, his eyes looking over the top of the shield and his legs bent in a low run.

[Vail_Blackwell]

After reaching the building The young man opened the door and found the robotic bar tender offering people who entered a refreshment. He could tell the clean building was not were the battle was going on.. sounds of battle could still not be herd but the feeling that death was being brought upon others was to much to be ignored. The young man closed the door before the light could hit his skin. He moved off the front porch and closed his eyes for a moment concentrating on the wind. The faint smell of blood was coming from the east..

Turning to the right the young man set off at a sprint, moving quickly through the terrain fallowing the smell of blood. The crimson eyes leaving trails of red as he moved, it took him a good bit of time but he eventually made his way to what looked like a cave formed from Multan rock. the smell of death was rank in the air around this cave. Shaking his head he moved inside, the sounds of battle becoming louder as he moved farther in.

Watch your a** around me.. I might just kill you.

[The Black Sand Mule]

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[The Black Sand Mule]

The lizards, naturally, would focus on the charging guy, raising shields and spears to try to skewer him. Which is why they didn't notice the flaming bolt and spinning axe of doom, but that's what low-level NPC's are for, right? Dying in badass ways.

THUNKSSSSSSSS

Rhoslyn's target would go down with an axe sticking through it; and the bolt would hit the other in the arm, ******** up its stab. So, unless G suddenly cut to the right, the stab wouldn't be a huge risk.

Anyway, after the slaghter, Rhoslyn'd inspect the bodies to find green metal collars on the lizardmen, but nothing of any real value aside from personal bits of ribbon, sticks, teeth, etc. Strange.

"Well, I'd say the door. What do you think these collars are about, anyway?"