The girl stood up slowly, hands still shaking as she shambled forward, lurching in her steps as she made her way back down the path. It took a while, especially when she began to notice faces coming out of the fog. Surely they were her enemies, the ones she had betrayed that are coming for her. With a growl she pulled out her guns and tried to slice them like she still had her sword, stepping back for a moment as they coalesced into one, tall creature that loomed before her.
Boss HP: 13/20
OOC
Character name: Annabell Character appearance: A short but well endowed and curvy gray girl with what appears to be long, curly hair and a poofy skirt. Her heart glows a soft blue edged in white. Link to Heart LogHere Current HP 37/40 Current weapon equipped Sorrow & Rage
He managed to land a few light hits, but the figure was relentless. As the memories faded Shaw grew more cautious, on the defensive more often than not.
OOC
Character name: Shaw Current HP 54/60 Current weapon equipped Crumbling Hope 2d8-6
He brought the staff down - hard. It landed solidly at first, then dragged through the quickly dissipating fog until it struck the ground with a satisfying thunk.
OOC
Character name: Shaw Current HP 42/60 Current weapon equipped Crumbling Hope 2d8-6
Shaw made his way carefully across the platform. The fog boiled around him, a mass of arms, legs, and various other unrecognizable limbs, reaching out for him. One succeeded, wrapping around his head and face with a puff of air, and he had to claw himself free.
OOC
Character name: Shaw Current HP 42/60 Current weapon equipped Crumbling Hope 2d8-6
Finally, Shaw managed to struggle free, and he sprinted for the edge, leaping out at the last second -
To fall slowly, feather light, to the waiting platform far below.
Reverently, he picked up the final of the blessings from this place, clutching it to his heart as he ascended back up into the fog.
OOC
Character name: Shaw Current HP 42/60 Current weapon equipped Crumbling Hope 2d8-6
Ravvlet
Hygienic Waffles
Offline
Zee Oddwyn rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4Total: 4 (1-6)
Zee Oddwyn
Tenacious Bookworm
Offline
Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 6:36 pm
Nojha regarded the path with a mixture of curiosity and dread. It looked like a giant's hand had ripped away at the land here, leaving crumbling ruin behind it. But the path seemed to lead somewhere. He felt drawn downwards. With great misgiving, he set his feet at the start of the path and began the journey.
Only a few islands down, and he found his self buffeted by an overwhelming vision,
The Favored: She had never tasted battle before; now it came to her, an overabundance of riches. Pain seared her as a blade slashed across her side, but she deflected the blow with her own weapon and took the life of the one who'd touched her. Exhilaration filled her, sourceless and strong. The world had narrowed to the fight and the fight alone, the movement of her limbs, the weapon as an extension of her body. Fortune was with her-
Nojha found himself trembling, eyes fixated on the ground as the memory blurred the lines of reality around him. He tried to ignore the pain from the slash in his side, and resume the journey downward. Fortune was with him! Nothing would stop him from finishing this journey!
Reply
