Hale grit her teeth as the gusts knocked her around, but she kept her gaze on the Islands, and her weight into steering her glider.
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*optional image of your character here if you wish* Character name: Hale Character appearance: A gray feminine humanoid shape with a serious case of bed-head and a skull pin attached to the collar of her tunic Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 30/30 Current weapon equipped N/A
As another gust of wind shook her glider, Hale shuddered. It was cold. A chill that almost shook her to the core.
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*optional image of your character here if you wish* Character name: Hale Character appearance: A gray feminine humanoid shape with a serious case of bed-head and a skull pin attached to the collar of her tunic Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 30/30 Current weapon equipped N/A
*optional image of your character here if you wish* Character name: Hale Character appearance: A gray feminine humanoid shape with a serious case of bed-head and a skull pin attached to the collar of her tunic Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 30/30 Current weapon equipped N/A
Almost...but not close enough. One gust of wind swept her down into the fog, and once again she felt that horrible plummeting sensation.
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*optional image of your character here if you wish* Character name: Hale Character appearance: A gray feminine humanoid shape with a serious case of bed-head and a skull pin attached to the collar of her tunic Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 30/30 Current weapon equipped N/A
Still, she was not going to give up. She wasn't sure how she ended up back at the start, but she'd take it. Hale picked up a glider again, and set off. The taste of being close to victory just drove her harder.
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*optional image of your character here if you wish* Character name: Hale Character appearance: A gray feminine humanoid shape with a serious case of bed-head and a skull pin attached to the collar of her tunic Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 30/30 Current weapon equipped N/A
This ride wasn't as smooth as her last one, but that didn't matter.
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*optional image of your character here if you wish* Character name: Hale Character appearance: A gray feminine humanoid shape with a serious case of bed-head and a skull pin attached to the collar of her tunic Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 30/30 Current weapon equipped N/A
Almost to the edge...Hale breathed a sigh of relief as she cleared the edge, once again welcoming the sight of never ending fog and the floating islands.
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*optional image of your character here if you wish* Character name: Hale Character appearance: A gray feminine humanoid shape with a serious case of bed-head and a skull pin attached to the collar of her tunic Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 30/30 Current weapon equipped N/A
She felt better prepared for this length of the journey...she'd see, though.
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*optional image of your character here if you wish* Character name: Hale Character appearance: A gray feminine humanoid shape with a serious case of bed-head and a skull pin attached to the collar of her tunic Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 30/30 Current weapon equipped N/A
Hale hissed as a particularly strong gust of wind shook her hard.
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*optional image of your character here if you wish* Character name: Hale Character appearance: A gray feminine humanoid shape with a serious case of bed-head and a skull pin attached to the collar of her tunic Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 30/30 Current weapon equipped N/A
Once again, she couldn't help but ponder the meaning of luck.
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*optional image of your character here if you wish* Character name: Hale Character appearance: A gray feminine humanoid shape with a serious case of bed-head and a skull pin attached to the collar of her tunic Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 30/30 Current weapon equipped N/A
Roll: 3 / 5 - - - 10 6 2 (What is with all these 7s...)
Definitely a necessary 'skill' to have in one's arsenal. One which Hale was grateful for, along with her determination. She landed successfully on the largest island, and stepped forth to receive her blessing, feeling rather accomplished.
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*optional image of your character here if you wish* Character name: Hale Character appearance: A gray feminine humanoid shape with a serious case of bed-head and a skull pin attached to the collar of her tunic Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 30/30 Current weapon equipped N/A
But this time - this time he knew how to work that damned glider. And, he thought, he'd be a bit more prepared for the voices! Yeah! Right. Anyway. He turned the crank, remembering exactly how far he had to go, and hopped in.
Only to hear those angry voices again just as he took off, taunting him, haranguing him. No! No! He wasn't doing anything wrong! All the other spirits were doing - they were doing the same thing! Right? He'd done this earlier. There was - there was no way that he was unsuited for this. Right? Please validate him, voice, please...
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Character name: Sarviur Character appearance: A confused grey silhouette with wild hair, cloven hooves, and a jagged horn jutting out of his forehead. Around his neck hangs a blank tag. Link to Heart Log♥♥♥ Current HP 30/30 Current weapon equipped --
[2/3; 152 - 75 = 77] After a few seconds of pleading, Sarviur realized that he was - he was sinking and swerving and oh oh ******** no he wanted to - that was the island he needed to reach!
Oh no - no, maybe he was wrong for this. He hadn't asked anyone's permission, after all. Sarviur was just...an impostor. A shadow. The glider dipped even further, the voices screeching their displeasure with Sarviur's work all the while.
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Character name: Sarviur Character appearance: A confused grey silhouette with wild hair, cloven hooves, and a jagged horn jutting out of his forehead. Around his neck hangs a blank tag. Link to Heart Log♥♥♥ Current HP 30/30 Current weapon equipped --
[3/3; 77 - 94 = FAIL] He just - he just needed to get past them. Where were the nice voices? Not for you, someone sneered, and someone screamed.
Fire! Destruction! The glider being torn from end to end, the world keening around him as it tore itself apar - oh.
Oh, no, that wasn't happening. But why was Sarviur himself screaming? He looked down - only to realize there wasn't much to look down at, and shot his gaze upwards. The cliffs, the cliffs - ! His eyes focused on them even as the fog crept in, forcefully obscuring his vision and forcing his eyes shut.
And then he was standing, on the cliff edge by the undwindling supply of gliders, as if it had never happened. Sarviur reached up and fingered the tag around his neck, awed. What's going on?
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Character name: Sarviur Character appearance: A confused grey silhouette with wild hair, cloven hooves, and a jagged horn jutting out of his forehead. Around his neck hangs a blank tag. Link to Heart Log♥♥♥ Current HP 30/30 Current weapon equipped --
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The soft glow of the distant island taunted him. And curious, Wiki prepared to take flight. He readied one of the gliders, and began to turn the crank. Round and round the handle grew tighter, til suddenly, it refused to wind altogether.
Well, that must be a good sign, right?? ...
He placed his feet inside the glider, and tucked himself in. The vehicle began to shake suddenly, sputtering as with a sudden ping! the engine died. A frown formed on his lips.
Well, perhaps not.
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Character name:Wiki [Kiwi] Character appearance: Wiki's heart is currently blue. He is a gentle, sensitive soul. It is hard to discern what he is dressed in, as it almost seems to be nothing more than a simple loincloth. Soft pale blue lines trace the imprint of markings across his body. Link to Heart LogHere! Current HP: 40/40 Current weapon equipped:Simple Reflection
