Down and down he went, no care with the world as the feelings he once had were out the window. He moved on, ignoring the fog that swallowed the area, unflinching as limbs came to his face. He felt like he was almost out, but this fog seemed endless.
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Character name: Aeruban Character appearance: Greyed out with a red heart. A gleaming white pin on his shoulder. Link to Heart LogJournal Current HP 4/40 Current weapon equippedna
The tumble barely hinder him, in fact, it felt like it hadn't happened at all. The tumble was nothing compared to the fall from the Spire's path above nor the jump to the platform here. The path was narrow but without being able to see it, one could only hope for the best and expect to make slips here and there.
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Character name: Aeruban Character appearance: Greyed out with a red heart. A gleaming white pin on his shoulder. Link to Heart LogJournal Current HP 4/40 Current weapon equippedna
The fog grasped his leg and pulled him back up the path. With a growl, Aeru kicked at the hand that made it dissipate into the surrounding fog. Pushing himself up, he dusted himself off before continuing on. Just like before...
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Character name: Aeruban Character appearance: Greyed out with a red heart. A gleaming white pin on his shoulder. Link to Heart LogJournal Current HP 4/40 Current weapon equippedna
The path gave way under his foot sending him into the abyss. His arms flailed, grasping for any of the limbs that stuck out from the fog. However, as he touched them they were not solid for any hold. Down he went.
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Character name: Aeruban Character appearance: Greyed out with a red heart. A gleaming white pin on his shoulder. Link to Heart LogJournal Current HP 4/40 Current weapon equippedna
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Posted: Sat Aug 10, 2013 3:45 pm
The fog felt suffocating but the fall had slowed to an incredible degree before literally dropping him onto the next platform. Unlike the others, this one was different. It had no rocks or anything but a sequenced floor, but the fog remained close and just as thick. Before him were three orbs just like at the Forge. Pocketing one, he felt himself lifted back to the paths of the Spire.
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Posted: Sat Aug 10, 2013 3:51 pm
He stumbled around, lost, after doing so magnificently badly in the Forge. There had to be something more to this place besides things that tried to kill you! And fog, and spires. Sarviur was fairly certain he liked the fog - it was comfortingly familiar - but he could not say the same of the spires, which looked rather devastated themselves to see him. Well, the feeling was mutual.
He came across a descending path, though, full of stairs. Did he like stairs? He wasn't sure, but it was easier to climb them than chains, or cliffs. He took a few steps down, and felt reassured when the steps did not shake. That clop-clop, it was so...comfortingly familiar. He ignored the little chipping bits, for now, and continued on his descent almost relishing the sight of the thickening fog. What did he need to see, other than the next step? The fog quickly enveloped him, and he welcomed it -
Just as he (she?) welcomed battle, which was to say - head on, with his (her?) sword at his (her? her...) side. They were everywhere; she was surrounded. Of all things she knew she would not survive but she would not, could not go down without a fight. For she was a defender, forged of steel and fire, resolute: she did not back down, and she knew as she leapt to face them that she'd take some of them down with her. That was all that her people needed, and all that she - he - she wanted. He would go down fighting, weapon in hand, and there was nothing anyone could to do to convince him otherwise! Sarviur charged, only to realize that there was nothing for him but fog, and endless steps.
He had no time to wonder what had just happened, only a grim determination to keep on going.
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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 --
He almost didn't see the faces - the faces? But fog was faceless, white, unending...
No, there were faces, and they jostled each other as Sarviur moved on, turning to look at him, accusing...He took a breath, and jumped onto a platform he spotted below him - a break, he thought, from the monotony. But when hoof met cracked stone there was red, red light and the fog followed him, faces turning to entire figures, all devoid of cores.
He stepped back, turned his gaze from one to the next. He didn't expect the blow, almost gentle, from the flat of a phantom sword, but he whirled to face it all the same, aiming a punch at the foggy body. He breathed a sigh of relief when it connected, and prepared himself for the next blow.
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Name of character: Sarviur Damage done: 2 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: 18/20 Current HP: 27/30 Special ability: n/a Species Ability: n/a Current weapon equipped: none! TARGET: bosssss
H-he could do this! He kicked his legs out at the thing, closing his eyes and hoping that it was effective.
It wasn't, but the next blow from the sword smacked him in the cheek. The figure was resolute, long-haired, faceless. Sarviur glared at it. He'd have to meet its resolve with his own...
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Name of character: Sarviur Damage done: 0 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: 18/20 Current HP: 24/30 Special ability: n/a Species Ability: n/a Current weapon equipped: none! TARGET: minibosssss
No. He'd do this or he'd go down trying! He gave a dumb-sounding roar and kicked the spirit - surprised, it knocked itself back and gave a grunt. Sarviur grinned. Hell yeah! It was more solid than it looked, though - the kick had hurt to land.
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Name of character: Sarviur Damage done: 4 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: 14/20 Current HP: 21/30 Special ability: n/a Species Ability: n/a Current weapon equipped: none! TARGET: minibosssss
The spirit thing seemed to be doing just fine, though. He needed that consistency...
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Name of character: Sarviur Damage done: 0 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: 14/20 Current HP: 18/30 Special ability: n/a Species Ability: n/a Current weapon equipped: none! TARGET: minibosssss
It was a good feeling. And yet the specter fought on, even without a core...it was kind of admirable. There was no way, though, that Sarviur would do any different from it.
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Name of character: Sarviur Damage done: 2 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: 12/20 Current HP: 18/30 Special ability: n/a Species Ability: n/a Current weapon equipped: none! TARGET: minibosssss
Another strike, another miss. There would be no points for guessing whose was whose.
Still, Sarviur did not turn back. Could he have? He wondered. He owed the fog this much, though - a battle it had longed for. His consolation was that at least it would not take down more than one of him.
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Name of character: Sarviur Damage done: 0 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: 12/20 Current HP: 12/30 Special ability: n/a Species Ability: n/a Current weapon equipped: none! TARGET: minibosssss
Fight on, something within him said, though he was beginning to grow weary.
Fight on, something within it said in answer, and it pushed forward. Sarviur ached. He'd make this last!
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Name of character: Sarviur Damage done: 1 CURRENT HP OF BOSS: 11/20 Current HP: 9/30 Special ability: n/a Species Ability: n/a Current weapon equipped: none! TARGET: minibosssss
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