Clyde ran up the stairs of the tower, getting nicked by a piece of debris as he made his way up. It didn't hurt much, but it caused the Dreamer to take note of his surroundings. This end up being good news, for Clyde end up finding an artifact.
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Character: Clyde – A Stone Lion of the Red Kingdom Current HP remaining: 37/40 HP Rank: Pawn
Current Floor: 1-5 Miasma Points - 4
Special Events [ You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points ] [ 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. ] [ You manage to find a glowing vial of what you realize are Miasma Points. You pick up +5 Miasma Points. ]
Continuing on, Rosy kept a her eyes going in every direction around her as she makes her way through the floors. She was careful not to move to fast, in fear of something hitting her, or worse, grabbing her. As she grew closer to the one level, she stops as she see something on the ground. Bending down, she picks up the vial only to smile when she see it was something the kingdom would need.
Miasma...
Her eyes pause as she looks over the words carved into the marble of the staircase. Those were not there before the fall of her kingdom, someone put those there.
That was when she got hit a few times by fallen debris. Rubbing her head, she frowns before she continues on, keeping the vial in her hand as she tries to not think about the words she seen.
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Character: Rosmiera Current HP: 45/50 Kingdom: Silver - Unconverted, but working for Red Kingdom Rank: Wild Card Floor: 1 - 5 Miasma: 7 Appearance A girl not much older then eighteen, she stand not much taller then five feet, six inches in height. has long black hair that is normal kept up in a neat bun. With dark red eyes, and pale skin, she stands out rather well. Her long silver dress, while plain has a touch of herself in it with a rather interesting pattern of swirls on the bottom hem.
Special Events: 1. Everything starts spinning for a second as you hear someone call you. Black Out instant KO 2. You manage to find a glowing vial of what you realize are Miasma Points. You pick up +5 Miasma Points. 3. You manage to find a glowing vial of what you realize are Miasma Points. You pick up +5 Miasma Points.
Ow, ow, ow. More debris fell, smacking Clyde upside the head. He jumped up the staircase as quickly as possible. Though he didn't leave the floors unscathed, at least he wasn't brutally maimed. Upon his journey up the stairs, Clyde found a vial of miasma.
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Character: Clyde – A Stone Lion of the Red Kingdom Current HP remaining: 33/40 HP Rank: Pawn
Current Floor: 6-10 Miasma Points - 10
Special Events [ You feel a glimmer in the air: it seems like someone has left a valuable artifact here! You pick up +2 Miasma Points ] [ 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. ] [ You manage to find a glowing vial of what you realize are Miasma Points. You pick up +5 Miasma Points. ]
Moving up the leveling, Rosy winces a few more times as debris hits her all the way up. This was getting out of control, and she was really hoping her next step wasn't her last. Rounding the stairs, she pauses on the floor to take a breather.
There in front of her, was another vial.
Snatching in quickly, she glance around. Unsure if she should continue on or not. Her eyes continue to scan the area, before falling on more writing. She felt the chill run down her spine. Someone was still here, who else would have carved those words?
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Character: Rosmiera Current HP: 39/50 Kingdom: Silver - Unconverted, but working for Red Kingdom Rank: Wild Card Floor: 6 -10 Miasma: 14 Appearance A girl not much older then eighteen, she stand not much taller then five feet, six inches in height. has long black hair that is normal kept up in a neat bun. With dark red eyes, and pale skin, she stands out rather well. Her long silver dress, while plain has a touch of herself in it with a rather interesting pattern of swirls on the bottom hem.
Special Events: 1. Everything starts spinning for a second as you hear someone call you. Black Out instant KO 2. You manage to find a glowing vial of what you realize are Miasma Points. You pick up +5 Miasma Points. 3. You manage to find a glowing vial of what you realize are Miasma Points. You pick up +5 Miasma Points.
Elliot exited the portal and found himself standing inside the ruins of what was previously the Silver Kingdom. There was a chill in the air that sunk too deep into his skin, it felt like dread, like unadulterated fear and foreboding. As he stood in front of the gates, he noticed words carved into the marble.
Travelers beware: What lies at the top but simply below? I choose your end and your beginning But who chooses your present?
It brought a smirk to Elliot's face. Me, he thought, me and only me. Without a second thought, he stepped into the ruins.
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Kingdom White Kingdom HP 40/40 Rank Pawn Floor Entering
Elliot Sjökron Tall brunette with blonde streaks and blue eyes. Has a cocky grin that doesn't reach his eyes and a gunblade.
Special Events3 | +5 Miasma, 5 | Team -5 HP. 8 | KO
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(GUYS! I read the rules wrong and derped up, please don't follow what I had been doing, it's just one post with the 5 6-sided dice roll OTL Sorry for the confusion)
(Reminder to self: 2 hour wait starting at 4:34am)
Aiden moved onto the next set of floors after spending so much time on the previous set. He started to look around like he had the previous five though he was starting to get bored with how little he was actually finding. Though the boredom lessened when he found another piece of the riddle.
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HP: 34/40 Kingdom: Green Rank: Pawn Floor: 6-10 Miasma: 12
Character: Aiden Description: Aiden is an 18 year old human with dark green hair, brown eyes, and tanned skin, in Dragoon armor carrying a long spear. The armor is dark green with light green and black accents and the spear is ebony wood and a silver spear head.
Stairs. Stairs stairs and more stairs. Elliot paused for a moment and stared upwards. More stairs. He sighed. There was going to be a lot of climbing ahead.
As he reached the second floor of the tower, he heard a creak. Debris fell from above, and Elliot barely made it out of the way in time. As he stepped into the second floor, he noticed the scratch on his arm and realized he hadn't gotten away unharmed.
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Kingdom White Kingdom HP 39/40 Rank Pawn Floor 1
Elliot Sjökron Tall brunette with blonde streaks and blue eyes. Has a cocky grin that doesn't reach his eyes and a gunblade.
Special Events3 | +5 Miasma, 5 | Team -5 HP. 8 | KO
Rocks and pieces of tower continued to fall around him as he ascended the stairs. So the Voice hadn't been joking when it said the Silver Kingdom had fallen. It was literally falling apart. Elliot paused briefly to look around before continuing to climb.
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Kingdom White Kingdom HP 37/40 Rank Pawn Floor 2 Miasma Collected 3
Elliot Sjökron Tall brunette with blonde streaks and blue eyes. Has a cocky grin that doesn't reach his eyes and a gunblade.
Special Events: 3 | +5 Miasma, 5 | Team -5 HP. 8 | KO
As Elliot was walking up (and up, and up, and up) he noticed that there was something carved into the staircase. Words? He knelt down to get a closer look.
One is less than five.
Whatever could that mean?
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Kingdom White Kingdom HP 36/40 Rank Pawn Floor 3 Miasma Collected 3
Elliot Sjökron Tall brunette with blonde streaks and blue eyes. Has a cocky grin that doesn't reach his eyes and a gunblade.
Special Events3 | +5 Miasma, 5 | Team -5 HP. 8 | KO
The first task that laid before him and the rest of the citizens of his kingdom that showed up in front of the tower seemed a little simpler than he'd hoped. After all, there was no army here looking to slay them. In fact, it seemed their first mission was of information retrieval. How was he going to get himself killed doing that?
Well, when Bastion put his mind to something..
..not much usually happened.
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HP: 40/40 Kingdom: Gold Rank: Pawn Floor: Ground
Character: Bastion Leto Description: Bastion is a dark skinned, brutish looking man who enjoys spending some quality time with that special someone - or that special someone's sister. Or her friend. Or that cute blonde in the corner.
Back at home, he's homeless, and has a small drinking problem. It's very small. Insignificant, really. It definitely has nothing to do with how hopelessly in love he is with a woman so far out of his reach he has to drink himself stupid to forget her.
Special events: 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. 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 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
Bastion had heard fleeting whispers about the Silver Kingdom. Rumors, really, and nothing he really cared about. The hushed stories of a drunken barmaid in the middle of the night. It never really stuck with him until that moment, when he read the sign. One is less than five.
Suddenly it came back to him, and he groaned as he walked past it. The King enjoyed his little games, didn't he? He remembered, now. Thought he was so clever. "Well look at how clever you are now, sir." Bastion grumbled into the crumbling emptiness before him. "Cleverness didn't save you from this."
Nor did cleverness save Bastion from the debris that fell on his head as he walked through the steps. Not once, not twice, but four times he had to stop in his slow rise up the floors, because a brick or mortar knocked him to his knees, leaving him cursing and wishing for something bigger. Like the entire tower at once.
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HP: 36/40 Kingdom: Gold Rank: Pawn Floor: 1-5 Miasma: big fat zero
Character: Bastion Leto Description: Bastion is a dark skinned, brutish looking man who enjoys spending some quality time with that special someone - or that special someone's sister. Or her friend. Or that cute blonde in the corner.
Back at home, he's homeless, and has a small drinking problem. It's very small. Insignificant, really. It definitely has nothing to do with how hopelessly in love he is with a woman so far out of his reach he has to drink himself stupid to forget her.
Special events: 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. 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 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
Marzena narrowed her eyes. It was a terrible fate, and one that would happen to another Kingdom once again, according to the Voice. Not her Kingdom. She was here to make sure her home was safe. She spotted the Tower that the Voice spoke of, that she had been assigned to, and made her way there silently. Better not to draw any attention to herself for now.
Travelers beware: What lies at the top but simply below? I choose your end and your beginning But who chooses your present?
"I choose my present." She told the riddle quietly, glancing up at the Tower, determination strong.
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Kingdom: Black HP: 40 Rank: Pawn Floor: Exploration
The journey upward was dangerous. Debris flew, hit the Shadow when she least expected it, but she continued onwards, determined.
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Kingdom: Black HP: 36/40 Rank: Pawn Floor: 1-5 Miasma: 2
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 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 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.
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