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 Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 8:09 pm
It was time. Using the knowledge his Goddess (and as much as he hated to admit it, Axel) obtained, he'd made his way towards the cavern where the shadow guardian, Ling, was supposed to reside. He doubted he would be able to take the demigod fully by surprise, not in his own element, but he hoped to at least try. He was edging near the cavern's entrance, with a rock in his hand. The rest of the army was not overly far behind him, but he was hoping with a victory over the Demi-god of shadows, that they would be able to overrun this cavern and start off this war on the offensive. If he failed, Ling might have time to warn the enemy, making it far more difficult... with that in mind, he tossed the rock down the tunnel he had come from, hoping the noise would attract his foe and draw him out here.
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 8:43 pm
 Ling rested against one of the stalagmites that emerged from the glossy black cavern floor. His antenna waved slowly and he listened to the faint musical sound that was created as air passed through the cave created by darkness himself. He was soaking in the dark as one might soak in the sun. Despite his oblivious, relaxed appearance Ling was very much alert and aware of every inch of his small territory. He had been appointed guard of this place, and in turn the whole of his fatherlord's realm. This was a duty he was proud of and didn't take lightly. His antenna gave a twitch as he felt a disturbance in the tunnel to the surface. He remained still and silent until he heard a faint sound down the tunnel. Rising slowly he turned to face the entrance, his antenna waving slightly faster than before as he moved forward. On high alert her gripped his sleek staff tightly, ready for a fight.
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Sinbari rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 8:55 pm
While he couldn't exactly hide his cursed presence, he still held his breath, as he stood to the side of the entrance, wanting that rock to be the only noise and movement Ling would focus on. He held his chosen weapon tightly, his flanged mace, in a ready position. And as soon as the Shadow Demi-god got to the entrance, he swung with all his might. HP: 35
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I--LiveWire--I rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 9:31 pm
Ling took one step outside the cavern, a mistake on his part. His antenna twitched and he identified the cursed sent and shape of the intruder a second to late. The mace caught him hard in his shoulder, tearing into his ashen flesh. Ling loosed a hiss followed by a guttural growl, his shadowy wings flaring angrily behind him. He retaliated with a quick swing of his staff. As angry at himself as he was that a cursed would dare defile this place with their presence. HP: 31
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Sinbari rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 9:44 pm
Arshavir grinned as he felt his mace tear into his enemy. The hiss and growl of anger was a rush of energy to him, and despite his elation he managed to keep his composure, expecting the retaliation, and turning so that the staff's blow was lessened. "Well met, guardian of shadows..." he says, before shifting his grip on his mace, trying to bring the haft of the weapon up underneath Ling's chin as hard as he can. HP: 33
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 10:12 pm
Ling pulled back sharply as the mace came up at him, but he was just to close and he took the blow to his chin. His head was thrust backwards and Ling took the opportunity to take several steps backwards, into his cavern. A low growl rumbled from his throat, antenna fluttering, his blood dripping from his wounds. He 'stared' at the cursed demi, setting his mind to his purpose and not revenge or self anger. He was here to protect the only thing he cared about. Darkness. Swinging his staff to the side he launched himself at Arshavir, lashing out ferociously with his black, razor claws. HP: 28
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I--LiveWire--I rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 10:13 pm
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Sinbari rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 10:20 pm
Arsh watched the staff move, and as Ling launched at him, he didn't pay attention to his other weapon, his claws. He tried to jerk back, but was too late, as they tore across his face. He didn't retreat though, even as blood poured down freely, and merely grinned as he swung his mace with a two-handed grip at the shadow demi's legs, despite the close proximity, to try and take him down. HP: 29(You should forget to roll more often, LOL. XD)
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I--LiveWire--I rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 10:51 pm
Ling took no time to revel in his hit, though the feel of the cursed blood on his claws gave him satisfaction. Before he could back away the enemy's mace cracked against his legs. He gritted his teeth and hissed as his leg began to give way. Flapping his wings he didn't fall and swiftly retaliates, thrusting his staff for his stomach. HP: 24
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Sinbari rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 11:02 pm
Arsh grinned again as he heard the cracking sound, and pulled back his mace for another swing, but got caught by the staff in his stomach harshly. A whuff of air came out and he winced, that grin faltering just briefly as he doubled over. He made his next move as he started to stand upright again, aiming his horns up and forward at his foe like a bull. HP: 26
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I--LiveWire--I rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 11:14 pm
Ling flapped his wings, pulling to the side as Arshavir attempted to use his horns to gouge him. He took a grazing wound from the attack, already moving to make his next strike. He brought his staff up then slammed it down with all his might for the top of Arsh's head. HP: 23
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Sinbari rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 11:29 pm
Arshavir realized he missed, and immediately jerked his head to the side to avoid retaliation. Luckily his quick thinking kept him from getting brained by the staff, though he felt it sting his ear. He freed one hand from his staff and immediately reached out to try and grab and yank on one of those wiggling antennae on the top of the shadow Demi's head. HP: 24
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I--LiveWire--I rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri Aug 01, 2014 11:56 pm
Ling loosed and banshee like shriek as pain surged through his antenna. His 'vision' skewing disorientation. His mind a blur he reacted on sheer violent instinct lashing out with his razor claws and summoning forth a shadow claw that sought to tear into the hand that held his sensitive antenna. HP: 19
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Sinbari rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2014 12:04 am
"Don't like that, do you?" Arsh murmured with a smirk, and though he caught part of the shadow claws, he grimaced and sought to hold on, trying to yank Ling's head downwards, bringing his knee upwards to try and connect a blow. HP: 22
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I--LiveWire--I rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Sat Aug 02, 2014 12:31 am
Ling's mind was still too muddled by pain and disorientation to register, et alone care what the vile being said. He pulled away, loosing Ashavir's grip painfully. He hissed as his antenna throbbed, flapping his wings to back away. His mind began to clear and he could 'see' again. Then he swooped back in lashing out violently with both his claws and staff. He would not let this cursed get by him, he would protect this place with his life. HP: 18
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