He nodded listening, and was about to go on about the writing when she asked, "did you find what you are looking for?" his face turned a bit pale as he remember the scene from downstairs. "I... yeah." he took a bite out of his Twinkie, looking away, trying to hide the tears running down his face. A weak attempt, but still, he tried, swallowing before continuing. "Well, the writing wasn't here before. It might be a clue to what happened."
Shenny didn't feel any fear or anxiety getting closer to what was once the glorious Silver Tower; she was eager to serve her King and her Kingdom, yet she knew how to be cautious and patient. Being a Shadow and getting used to live among the shadows crawling in the darkness, the Devil preferred to sneak rather than openly run. And there was one more thing she always remembered: a shadow exists only if there is the light somewhere, yet it is the light which is the shadow's main enemy.
The ominous warning on the entrance door made her grin. She would probably be the most terrifying creature inside, she and her fellow Kingdom members, so she has nothing to be afraid of, as long her King's will guides her.
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Name: Shenny HP: 40/40 Kingdom: Black / Revenge Tarot Card: The Devil Rank: Dark Herald (Pawn) Current Location: Ruins of Silver Kingdom Description: Shenny looks exactly like she usually does, except for the fact her silhouette is made of shadows and looks a bit flat, as if it only existed in 2D. Her sword is no longer transparent, but made of pure darkness; her eyes are crimson instead of green.
Special effects: 3) You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points 2) You feel a warm hand guiding you, you feel safer, but for some reason as you turn around, noone is close by. You are healed for 10 HP 3) You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points
It was surreal, phasing into existence. But here he was: the land sprawling before Sinclair was unmistakeably the Silver Kingdom. What used to be the Silver Kingdom.
It was a hollow shell of its former self. Empty and cold. As Sinclair drifted through the marketplace, he saw the stalls, and found his own, in complete disrepair. Nothing was salvageable.
He raised his arms, about to wrap them around himself in a vain attempt to ward off the chill, but he remembered the gem Zephyros gave him and kept them firmly at his sides. No, this wasn't the time to wait. He had to keep going towards the Tower. The pain in his head and shoulder had dulled to a numb sort of ache.
The Tower stood precariously above him, as if on shaking legs, a mere simulacrum of its former glory. It looked as though a gust of wind would send it toppling down.
He realized with a rush of bitterness that he wasn't alone. From the cracks in the stone and even on this very floor, he could see the bright colors of the other kingdoms, likely hunting for Miasma. Their Miasma.
Sinclair was here for answers. As he walked forward, he caught sight of the riddle beneath his feet; strangely, it gave him some comfort. Riddles were almost like a pastime in Silver Kingdom. He focused particularly on the last verse: who chooses your present?
Description: Sinclair's appearance is fairly unassuming; he is of average height, with dark hair and sable skin, clad in the simple clothes of the Silver Kingdom. His most noticeable traits are his bright pink eyes and (rather misplaced) confidence and optimism. He appears to be slightly injured, but carries an electromagnetic shock gem in his left hand, a gift from Zephyros in the White Kingdom.
Aezeloth noted the strange writing on the stairwell as he ascended but thought nothing of it for the moment.
So... many... stairs.
TOO MUCH STUFF FALLING FROM THE CEILING!
As debris continued to fall - one of them again a nifty smidgen of Miasma that Aezeloth happily palmed - he made his way up the many, many flights of stairs, sticking his head in at each floor in search for Amarus.
Still he could not find her.
Finally against his better "judgement" he decided it might be time to call out.
"JUDGEMENT?!"
Aezeloth
Name: Aezeloth Tarot: Justice Kingdom + Rank: Black ... Dark Herald (Pawn)
HP: 32/40 Floor: 6-10 Events: 1, 1, 3 Miasma: 2 Description: Aezeloth-Justice is a Shadow with rust-red outlines and eyes. He carries a spiked-chain made of shadow. He looks very much like his student form - save that his wings are a bit more tattered and frayed at the edges. A good example would be here!
Bix pressed on, the tower crumbling around him was difficult to avoid. Chunks of masonry fell around him and his attempts to keep up with his team mates had failed since they were long gone by now.
He shouldn't have lingered so long. Being alone wasn't an issue but even a buddy would have been nice.
HP: 38 / 40 Rank: White Pawn Floor: 1-5 Dice: 2d8 - atk, 1d8 - def Miasma Collected: 3 Inventory: -- Description: Bix is an albino serpentine alien with feathery white hair in futuristic white clothing. My Events: 3) You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points - USED 8 ) Everything starts spinning for a second as you hear someone call you. It is a familiar face but they look strange, wrong. Everything is wrong even the colour. Since when was everything so... dark? That's the last thing you process as you black out. YOUR CHARACTER MUST KO. This counts as ONE death. All Miasma Points you have acquired post KO are turned to zero. You cannot transfer Miasma Points to another player. 4) Your suspicion and paranoia get the better of you as you attack the opponent closest to you. You do melee damage to them. Randomly select any player close to yours as the target (ally or enemy)
The last set, the last flights of stairs and Lan progressed onward towards to top. Another part of something another piece, a fragment. The numbers and meanings- she mulled them over as she rose to the top, gathering what miasma she could.
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Lan of the Gold Kingdom Rank: Bishop HP: 45 Miasma points: 17 Floor: 21-40
((Using the special effect 1 and 3, see quote blurb))
Well, first five floors weren't hard at all: some falling debris cut her bolero, and left a scratch on her shoulder, but what is a scratch for a shadow? She hardly even noticed it. The first floors were completely forsaken, as if there reamined in this condition for ages, it was hard to believe that just a little bit ago there was life here. Once highly populated, the floors reminded the wasteland, or a giant trash bin, a thick row of dust covering all the surfaces. To be honest, Shenny liked it better this way: in a way the first floors of the Silver Tower reminded her of her own Kingdom. Strangely enough, she managed to find a couple of artifacts glowing with miasma that seem quite valuable; Shenny was questioning how could everybody miss them lying there in the very beginning.
There was a strange phrase written on one of the stairs: "One is less than five." The Devil memorized it, but decided to live it for now; she had more important things to think over.
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Name: Shenny HP: 38/40 Miasma: 5 Kingdom: Black / Revenge Tarot Card: The Devil Rank: Dark Herald (Pawn) Current Location: Ruins of Silver Kingdom, floors 1-5 Description: Shenny looks exactly like she usually does, except for the fact her silhouette is made of shadows and looks a bit flat, as if it only existed in 2D. Her sword is no longer transparent, but made of pure darkness; her eyes are crimson instead of green.
Special effects: 3) You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points 2) You feel a warm hand guiding you, you feel safer, but for some reason as you turn around, noone is close by. You are healed for 10 HP 3) You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points
Vanya beamed down to the Silver Kingdom and her eyes gazed around the remains. What had happened to make the Kingdom fall? She felt sick, imagining her own Kingdom in such a state. Would other Kingdoms welcome refugees as they had? Or would they leave them out to die? Her fists clenched and she shook her head, walking into the Tower. She had more important tasks at hand.
Inside she read the carving and a small smile crossed her lips. Of course it couldn't be easy.
HP: 50/50 Kingdom: White Rank: Knight Floor: Ground
Character: Vanya Description: An Av'i (alien race) she looks much like this only her feathers and scales are bio luminescent.
Special events: 5] Your carelessness summons a whole swarm of strange mist-like creatures! They attack everyone in your party (ie: everyone who belongs to your Kingdom). Each player takes - 5 damage 8] Everything starts spinning for a second as you hear someone call you. It is a familiar face but they look strange, wrong. Everything is wrong even the colour. Since when was everything so... dark? That's the last thing you process as you black X2
The serpentine man continued on, leaping and dodging but it wasn't enough to escape the falling debris. He was hit, battered and bruised and didn't even catch a look at the riddles which peppered the stairs. He had to pause, rest and catch his breath.
HP: 32 / 40 Rank: White Pawn Floor: 6-10 Dice: 2d8 - atk, 1d8 - def Miasma Collected: 5 Inventory: -- Description: Bix is an albino serpentine alien with feathery white hair in futuristic white clothing. My Events: 3) You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points - USED 8 ) Everything starts spinning for a second as you hear someone call you. It is a familiar face but they look strange, wrong. Everything is wrong even the colour. Since when was everything so... dark? That's the last thing you process as you black out. YOUR CHARACTER MUST KO. This counts as ONE death. All Miasma Points you have acquired post KO are turned to zero. You cannot transfer Miasma Points to another player. 4) Your suspicion and paranoia get the better of you as you attack the opponent closest to you. You do melee damage to them. Randomly select any player close to yours as the target (ally or enemy)
The floor here was precarious, to say the least. Kiwi stepped forward, watching the staircase creak beneath his feet. Dust filtered from overhead, and more than once, several nicely sized chunks of debris plopped onto his head, causing him to wince.
He fanned himself off, hurrying forward.
Another message on the floor. How curious. He was so caught up in this little puzzle, this mind game the Silver king seemed so fond of, that he ended up bumping into a loose portion of the wall.
Mortar crumbled, and a buzzing noise grew. Mist seeped through the wall and took form, raking at his beautiful robes. Glaring, Kiwi attempted to strike, but his hands only fell through, as the shapes reformed, angrier than before.
It seemed a retreat was in order.
He raced up the stairs, nearly tripping, and falling dizzily to his death below. All around him mist swirled, uncertain to tell where the mist creatures might be lurking. And then a shadow loomed ahead. It seemed to be drawing nearer, floating through the void with razor claws and a jagged grin. Kiwi wouldn't have it. His fan shot out, slicing through the figure-
Senga. Kiwi realized, as the mist lifted away. No, not Senga. Not one of his own. He rushed forward, bending over his friend and fellow citizen. "Senga, I am sorry ... This mist, I did not realize-"
He gingerly helped his friend to his feet, apologizing many times with deep bows before hurrying forward.
Special Events
1) The tower is tall, and creates suspicion and paranoia. You see a shadow leaping at you, and in a fit of fear you attack them. It is your ally. You do damage equal to your RANK's melee dice (ie: if you are a Queen you do 2d12 - 4 damage, ouch!) If you are the only player from your Kingdom here, you do this damage to yourself. 9) You spot an odd rusted key. It actually seems extremely out of place in the staircase you are standing on. You pick it up. 1) The tower is tall, and creates suspicion and paranoia. You see a shadow leaping at you, and in a fit of fear you attack them. It is your ally. You do damage equal to your RANK's melee dice (ie: if you are a Queen you do 2d12 - 4 damage, ouch!) If you are the only player from your Kingdom here, you do this damage to yourself.
Kiwi of Gold
Kiwi's HP: 31/40 Special Effect Attacking: Senga Damage: 2 Rank: Pawn Current Floor: 1-5 Miasma Collected: 1 Character Kingdom: Gold Character's Miasma Colour: Gold Character description:
- He is a lanky citizen clothed in robes of black, layered over with simple red and gold embossed cloth. His brown hair is done up into a slightly loose and messy bun, held together with hairpins and adorned with giant red spider lilies and golden chains that dangle and loop down. Any jewelry he wears is also made of solid gold, matching his naturally golden eyes, which he is secretly quite proud of. And if one were to glimpse his bare back, they would find the crimson stain of wings etched across his skin.
keiifuu
;; Sorry he's attacking Senga and running off like a butt. He really hopes Senga doesn't take it personally or think any less of him ;; <3
There were scribbles etched into a staircase ahead. "One is less than five." Sinclair didn't have time to mull it over -- the Tower shook ominously as Sinclair walked further inside. And then, from high above, he heard a loud CRACK -- rubble came tumbling down from the ceiling, and Sinclair just barely managed to scramble away.
He wasn't entirely unscathed... but when he lifted his head, Sinclair noticed something shimmering just ahead of him...
Description: Sinclair's appearance is fairly unassuming; he is of average height, with dark hair and sable skin, clad in the simple clothes of the Silver Kingdom. His most noticeable traits are his bright pink eyes and (rather misplaced) confidence and optimism. He appears to be slightly injured, but carries an electromagnetic shock gem in his left hand, a gift from Zephyros in the White Kingdom.
Special Events: 9) You spot an odd rusted key. It actually seems extremely out of place in the staircase you are standing on. You pick it up 3) You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points 10) You manage to find a glowing vial of what you realize are Miasma Points. You pick up +5 Miasma Points.
So this was the Silver Kingdom, eh? It had it's beauty, even abandoned. Perhaps even more so to someone who came from a world of silence. It was admitingly tempting to swipe a few things from the empty stalls, bring them back with her. There was a bigger picture at stake however... and it wasn't like she had any pockets on her.
Bare feet were mostly silent against the paths and roads as she made her way into the tower, scouring the ground floor curiously. She'd have to watch where she stepped... for numerous reasons. Could a good sized gust of wind knock the tower down? It at least looked stable enough that a sneeze wouldn't do the trick...
Hard to say for the higher levels, though.
Moving to the stairs, there was no hesitation to her movements. Go upstairs, collect what they could, get out. Easy, in theory. Turning to her companion, she gave a shrug and a smile. "At least things are straightforward here."
Character: Agsilved Description: Pale girl of around 5'4", long black hair down to around her knees. Various cuts filled with purple alloy can be seen across her arms, and legs, with the largest snaking down across her chest. A black and silver corset holds together a dark cloth wrapped around her body and left to hang around her knees. Barefoot.
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Special Events: 5) Your carelessness summons a whole swarm of strange mist-like creatures! They attack everyone in your party (ie: everyone who belongs to your Kingdom). Each player takes - 5 damage
2) You feel a warm hand guiding you, you feel safer, but for some reason as you turn around, noone is close by. You are healed for 10 HP
7) You slip, and find yourself reeling backwards. You end up in the ground floor (but no need to roll events again)
While he sought out Amarus, Aezeloth soon found himself in a small room. The Air seemed to thrum and shimmer with power, and Zel couldn't help but smirk as he saw a small statue resting on a table nearby.
"Heh, well perhaps I can tidy up a bit..." He said to himself as he reached out and picked up the artifact and slipped it into his bag. It might be useful later - you could never be too sure!
(( MIASMA +2 ))
Aezeloth
Name: Aezeloth Tarot: Justice Kingdom + Rank: Black ... Dark Herald (Pawn)
HP: 32/40 Floor: 6-10. Events: 1, 1, 3 Miasma: 4 Description: Aezeloth-Justice is a Shadow with rust-red outlines and eyes. He carries a spiked-chain made of shadow. He looks very much like his student form - save that his wings are a bit more tattered and frayed at the edges. A good example would be here!
It was pretty shocking to see the ruins of the Silver Kingdom's Tower, not for its condition but with how different it was. It wasn't like home, bleack and shadowed and comfortable. It was almost... too bright here that Maple tugged on her hood a little more - not gaining anymore give because of her horns. She squinted her eyes, gazing upon the rubble and the miasma that still seeped out of it. Such ruin.
But that was no matter, what did was gathering for her Kingdom so it didn't meet the same fate. Maple pressed forward towards the entrance and what waited within.
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Character Name: Maple Current HP: 50/50 Kingdom: Black Rank: Rook Current Floor: Ground Current Points: -- Description: Maple is a petite girl, short in stature with large horns at her hair line. She is completely black, made of shadows with the only coloring the red accents of her clothing and her eyes.
Events: 1) The tower is tall, and creates suspicion and paranoia. You see a shadow leaping at you, and in a fit of fear you attack them. It is your ally. You do damage equal to your RANK's melee dice (ie: if you are a Queen you do 2d12 - 4 damage, ouch!) If you are the only player from your Kingdom here, you do this damage to yourself
1) The tower is tall, and creates suspicion and paranoia. You see a shadow leaping at you, and in a fit of fear you attack them. It is your ally. You do damage equal to your RANK's melee dice (ie: if you are a Queen you do 2d12 - 4 damage, ouch!) If you are the only player from your Kingdom here, you do this damage to yourself
9) You spot an odd rusted key. It actually seems extremely out of place in the staircase you are standing on. You pick it up
"Five is less than infinity." Wow the floors here were ******** redundant Rep thought to himself as he wasted his time reading the writing. It was like that thing, the bag of peanuts that said "may contain nuts" on it. Heh. Nuts.
Tracey though eyed the clues with curiosity, making neat mental note of them, she had no idea what they meant but figured she was better holding onto them in case they were important later on, it wasn't likely that Rep was going to take them very seriously. But Rep had his own purpose here, slinking along ahead as they scaled the never ending stairway, claws summoned, more feline than Mass who ambled along behind them. When the floor crumbled he leapt aside, and he seemed to be enjoying himself at least somewhat.
He wasn't actually enjoying himself. There weren't enough people here to fight, too much bullshitty free running ducking and diving and not enough pulling people's spleens out through their throat. He wanted a fight, was itching for a fight but he would have to wait.
Mass was already missing the buffet.
LOCATION - FLOORS 6-10 HP: 51/60 Miasma: 2 Description:Rep is a somewhat buff redhead in an expensive blue suit with more bling than is reasonable. He has a blonde woman and a white tiger in tow. Events: 5) Your carelessness summons a whole swarm of strange mist-like creatures! They attack everyone in your party (ie: everyone who belongs to your Kingdom). Each player takes - 5 damage 8 ) Everything starts spinning for a second as you hear someone call you. It is a familiar face but they look strange, wrong. Everything is wrong even the colour. Since when was everything so... dark? That's the last thing you process as you black out. YOUR CHARACTER MUST KO. This counts as ONE death. All Miasma Points you have acquired post KO are turned to zero. You cannot transfer Miasma Points to another player. 9) You spot an odd rusted key. It actually seems extremely out of place in the staircase you are standing on. You pick it up
