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PostPosted: Sun Sep 29, 2013 10:57 pm


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Fayden smirked as he called her bluff, but being old didnt mean you were wise about the world. "You believe what you wish," she weakly said, waving away the health potion. As she did, her hands became surrounded by a soft, gold light. With a quick clap, the light enveloped the girl's body and quickly dispersed, along with all cuts and bruises she had. As the spell washed away her impurities, Fayden took a deep, relaxing breath and exhaled slowly. "You may find that knowledge does no always come with age. There are many orders in this world, and gods. Both of mine happen to be very real..." she said, turning back to whence they came. "I suggest you head back to the city and rest."



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PostPosted: Sun Sep 29, 2013 11:06 pm


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Kain arched an eye rom as the young Swordmaster once again did something against his knowledge "age does make for experience though" he said. He listened to her suggestion of going back and smiled "maybe we should, I will see you get promoted for this too" he said.

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Marcos shot through the air like a majestic firework, his fabulousness visible in the air behind him. As he began to make his descent Marcos nearly pooped himself. It was a swamp. He was going to land. In a ******** swamp. Marcos tried to open his wings to slow him down and perhaps redirect himself but the velocity he was moving at was too great to spread his wings. So instead he cursed whatever god there may be and closed his eyes and mouth, smashing into a lovely mire. Marcos floated to the top face down, and contented himself with laying there forever and dying.



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PostPosted: Mon Oct 07, 2013 2:38 pm


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                                                                        The man tried the best he could to find a way through the swamp. Azazel had never lived a very glamorous life, so the muck and the mud didn't bother him the way it bothered some others. He was supposed to be looking for Kusana, to meet with the elves from some time ago. The nature of this visit was purely for intrigue; he wanted to know what'd happened to Kusana since he'd been gone. It seemed like a lot, considering there wasn't a single pointy-eared archer in sight. They used to be like flies around a corpse, in these parts of Kranila. Mid-way through his trek around the swamp, Elizabeth seemed to step on something. She grunted and beckoned for Azazel to look at what it was. It seemed to be a man, and she knew that 'Zazel had a knack for picking up these little baubles and turning them into zombie slaves. On any real examination, though, it became apparent that he hadn't hit the morgue yet. The vampire stepped over to this strange-looking guy, knelt down and examined his supernatural features. Bat-like wings, a tail. He must've been an Incubus. "Awake?" He asked, his fangs bore. It'd been a while since he'd had anything to eat, and you could get more out of the unconscious.


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Marcos had been content with sinking into the mire and becoming a lost relic. But he knew he was far too attractive for that. The world had not yet seen his beauty, his power. He sighed and rolled over onto his back, just in time to see some man staring down at him. Marcos immediately rose to his feet and faced Azazel. This being was absolutely beautiful. There was a tightening in the area of his groin, but Marcos was covered in muck and therefore hid it well. He brought his hands up and shook them, washing away the mud and crap he had landed in. Marcos had not taken his eyes off of Azazel. He was in a foreign area, alone, and in possible trouble. "Uh, yes. I am awake. I am Marcos of-" Marcos stopped speaking, realizing he was from nowhere now. So instead he just stared at the being before him, waiting to see what would happen. Marcos was in a defensive position, his knees slightly bent and his wings ready to snap open and spread. Marcos felt he would not win a fight, so he would run like the b***h he was at the moment. Hopefully this guy was not interested in wearing his skin.



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PostPosted: Tue Oct 08, 2013 4:13 pm


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                                                                        Marcos didn't have to answer where he was from. Azazel inhaled through his nose, sniffing the air around him, and the scent around his skin. It had been washed up by all sorts of scents; the shores of Val'Ghast, the swamp of their current location, and hidden in there was a scent familiar only to Nocturne. It was such a strong nostalgic smell that he couldn't help but sniff all the way up to his skin. "Marcos of Luimira," he smiled quaintly, his fangs still protruding. "You're one of those sex demons, aren't you? I haven't seen one up close in a while, but I remember the experience being... relieving." He pulled back, and offered his arm to help the Incubi out of the murky water. "My name is Azazel Miras. I'm the founder of your destitute little playground." Yeah, he definitely didn't have any good experiences with Nocturne or its capital as of late. Perhaps it was because he felt so entitled, being the progenitor of darkness or whatever, but things just weren't up to his expectations.


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Marcos narrowed his eyes for a moment at the phrase of sex demon. That was so demeaning, like calling a woman a b***h or a vampire a leech. He took pride in what he was; an incubus. Anything less was just rude. Marcos stood up as straight as he could and puffed out his chest, putting on his flamboyant flair. Too bad he was still covered with crap. "Yes, we incubi are certainly good at what we do. It can definitely be an experience unlike any other." Marcos said, being sure to emphasize his race name. When Azazel reached forward towards Marcos he stiffened, but then figured what the hell. If this guy was going to harm him he probably could have done it already. He may as well risk it for the biscuit. Marcos wiped his hand as best as he could on his pants and then grasped Azazel's cold hand, pulling himself out of the muck. When he got out and noticed the status of his beloved boots a few colorful words were said in his foreign tongue. Marcos turned around quickly at what Azazel said. That was definitely something to claim. The founder of Nocturne? That had to make this being many years old. Marcos raised an eyebrow and briefly wondered if he should bow. Instead of that he clapped his fist over his heart like some sort of spartan warrior. "I am not so sorry to say Luimira is no longer my home. Once again, Marcos is a wanderer." He said while spreading his arms and gesturing to the place they were currently standing in. "If you really are who you say, then what are you doing out here in the middle of ******** nowhere?" Marcos asked with his normal sassy tone, even going so far as to place his hands on his hips. He was very curious at the moment, and it showed with the erratic movements of his tail.



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PostPosted: Tue Oct 08, 2013 4:58 pm


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                                                                        He supposed it made sense that this man seemed to take some offense to his wording, but really being bothered by it was only denying the truth. The Incubi were, after all, born from the seed of a demon, and they seemed to only exist for one thing. "It certainly was an experience unlike any other, I can assure you. Once I got a taste of his blood, I just couldn't stop. It was so wonderful that I kept going, and going, until he didn't have any more." He emphasized his words as he went, looking as if he was filled with grief over this scenario. Really, though? Azazel had little emotion for people outside of himself. Some of that emotion actually displayed right now, and quite fervently; when Marcos went on to say he was a wanderer, his face lit up. "You're on the same boat as me, then. Excellent! Maybe we two wanderers could help each other out. I'm not sure if a coalition of two fools can become a couple of scholars, but we can try. It all starts with getting out of this giant blah painted on the map." This swamp was so big and repetitive that he didn't know if he was going closer to the exit or further in.

                                                                        As for the question about why he'd come here in the first place, he didn't say anything. It wasn't in his interests to go into it. "Elizabeth, my assistant, is a great tracker. She can find sources of energy from a world away. Unfortunately, she can't seem to be able to speak, so all she does to give me directions is point. And her pointing frankly doesn't seem to be getting us any closer." It might've been, but it didn't feel any closer. And vampires always had such good intuition. He didn't doubt his judgment. "I've decided, after all of this, hey. Why don't we just cut the s**t and torture the words out of her? She's spoken before, which means that she can. She just seems to have some notion that even as an undead slave, she has free will. Can you believe that?" He shook his head in shame, and sighed loudly. "I've got the feeling that Elizabeth is a fruity little kitty-cat. Maybe you could oil her throat up. Get her to tell you what she refuses to say to me. It's worth a try, isn't it?" If not, then it was back to following the point of some zombie skank's whims.


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This conversation had definitely taken a conversation to a place Marcos was not sure he was comfortable with. A vampire clearly admitted to devouring the life essence of one of his kind. His wings fluttered lightly and his tail twitched at the tip as Marcos waited for a punchline from Azazel of sorts. When it did not come, Marcos nodded his head. It was in this being's nature to drink blood, who was Marcos to judge? His kind sucked the literal life out of people through sexual intercourse. On a scale of one to what the actual ******** Vampires were really not that bad. So Marcos decided to just not say anything to Azazel and merely accepted it. Azazel even seemed to be sincere in his regret for being unable to control it. Marcos really did not even care at this point because Azazel had proposed something wonderful. Marcos had literally just left Nocturne, yet here he was being scooped up by some strange and ancient being. The excitement was evident on his face as Marcos was not great at hiding that particular emotion. "This is a great idea! Azazel and Marcos! Two exotic creatures traveling together across the world! Taking what we want and leaving nothing for the rest!" He said with flair, throwing up brief jazz hands. It was hard for him to contain himself, and being fabulous was just one of his methods of dealing with it.

Azazel mentioned they had to get out of the swamp, but Marcos was not exactly the best person for leading around. Even now he did not remember which direction the cannon had shot him in. He was about to propose picking one direction and walking in it for as long as it took when Azazel began speaking about someone named Elizabeth. Apparently his assistant was playing dumb and did not feel like listening to her master. Marcos scoffed at that idea. Incubi and succubi were used to dealing with Retainers, who had a large amount of control over them. If an order was given, it was fulfilled within reason. This Elizabeth was not being a proper slave, and that bothered Marcos. "Si, I will be able to slide the answer out of her. Just let me get cleaned up." Marcos said just before running off. He found a conveniently located mini waterfall and dove right under it. The water washed away the muck and crap and left him absolutely clean. He made sure to get his wings and tail, but especially his hair. It then took Marcos ten minutes to adjust his hair in the perfect way. "Okay, go ahead and bring her to me." Marcos said, standing with his weight rested on one leg. He immediately switched to his sex deity mode and put on a look that conveyed one message; let's ********. But then suddenly Marcos shook his head, breaking the spell. He walked over to where a fallen tree was and raised one leg up on it, making it so his pants pulled tightly and clearly outlined his no no parts. He flipped his hair once and then the spell was on. Marcos was ready to seduce anything, even if it was some sort of zombie.



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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxMAZE OF MADNESS

Deep in the wet swamps is a forbidden maze many never come across. It's winding paths full of sludge, enchanted roots, and the monsters unforetold of; perhaps that is why the ones that do stumble across the arched entrance simply turn around, daring not to venture forth into the magical chasms. It has layer upon layer of shrouded artistic illusion, its constantly shifting edifies making it hard to tell where the magic ends and reality begins. In ages past, these illusions transformed the entire area into a canvas, but of late the illusions reflect the vile taint of Kranila's citizens, and magical fog and vines frequently shroud the maze. Towers of crumbling runes and crystal thrust high above the treetops, and it seems that eleven craters enchanted some of its aspects. The walls are indestructible and can not be walked through no matter the form, soft earthen paths lead to a circular courtyard, at least most do. Some are dead ends. So be warned, traveler, that you do not get lost.

You will come across devilish creatures and ancient secrets, as this maze is full of entangled monstrosities.

This is a test for survival.
You must roll a 8 sided die with every post.

Roll a 1; you find yourself stuck in a quicksand mudhole. (rank B)
Roll a 2; some how you have gotten lost in the fog. -1 post
Roll a 3; you are safe, continue on route or rest for a minute to gain back 100 energy.
Roll a 4; encounter an enemy.
Roll a 5; you come across a dead end. You must turn around and find a different route.
Roll a 6 or 7; encounter an enemy.
Roll an 8; a pathway has cleared, allowing you to move through the maze with ease. +2 posts

Mission length; 12 posts.


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PostPosted: Sun Oct 20, 2013 12:47 pm



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Kumori
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Kumori entered the dark swamp, but he felt the dark presense push even farther on his body as he looked around. "This is strange..." He entered the maze that had appeared and began his journey.

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"Miza! Now you will know true terror!"
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"Raaahhhh rahhhh raddaaaa radaaaa rah!"

The vicious Leshy sprung from behind a large vine, it stepped up on it and let out a loud screeching scream. Acid dribbled down its chin and plumed from the tiny fungi rooted on its head. It would not let the shade pass, as he must defeat it before continuing.

Quickly the little bugger ran forth, aiming to bite off Kumori's ankle.

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PostPosted: Sun Oct 20, 2013 1:16 pm



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Kumori
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Kumori dashed back, hand on his katana as he slashed it forward in an instant against the Leshy as it charged at him.

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"GAAHHHHHHH!!"

The Leshy cried out before its small body slipped into two separate pieces in a sickening wet flop. Kumori would notice that his blade is covered a green ooze, this is most likely the acid. If he took no care to wipe it away, it would slowly eat at the blade, if he did, well then it was fine. Either way, he could continue.

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PostPosted: Sun Oct 20, 2013 1:42 pm



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Kumori
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Kumori was quick to swing the blade out, sending the acid off the blade once more onto the Leshy before he moved on once more.

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"Miza! Now you will know true terror!"
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