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 Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 6:58 pm
Exiting"I'm fine, I'm fine!" The faerie replied with a smile and a tiny flap of her hands at the girl. It was awful to see her friend in pain and Belladonna winced when Sin reached her. Her free hand found the girl's pale skin and held tight, though she did loop her own arm around the Eladrin so she could support her too. As for being seen a mess, the faerie once more laughed, though her eyebrows went up in pain despite her smile. "Are you sure? It would be so much fun to see him dote over me..." Belladonna replied in a lower voice, though it was said playfully and with a quick wink at the girl. If the Eladrin was going to put her faith in the faerie and her abilities as Moderator, then the least she could do was return the favor with putting her own in Sin. What better way to bond than confide in her? The faerie smiled once more at Sin, before she helped the girl leave this horrid, desolate place.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 7:08 pm
Everything on this minefield hated her! This place SUCKED! The red headed girl stood abruptly, picking thorns fron her dress and hair as she made her way out. She would not die in this place! Especially in a purple dress. Purple was soooo not her colour, okay? [[Exiting]] < >
Popo
HP: 10/40
Flags: None
Rank: Wild Card
Kingdom: Silver/Violet
Description: Popo is a short girl with puffy and long red hair. She tends not to talk much, and expresses herself through gestures and facial expressions.
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DarkHeartedSorrow rolled 1 100-sided dice:
56
Total: 56 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 7:18 pm
[Entering] Rikki eyed the valley dubiously, eyes trying to identify shapes through the thick fog of miasma. There was little else to see but the silhouettes of others gathering miasma for their kingdoms. He tread carefully, and successfully harvested some for his own land. Name: Nyyrikki HP: 40/40 Rank: Pawn Miasma Points: 2 Kingdom: Violet Appearance: Princess Rikki
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 7:18 pm
[Entering from the Violet Kingdom]Sherry didn't like the way this place felt, or the way it smelled. She glanced around not like the sight of the place, either. It didn't matter, though. She'd been given a job, and her King had faith in her. She wasn't about to let him down, not without a fight. Keeping one eye out for her fellow citizens, Sherry continued into the valley. Quote: Character Name: Sherry HP: 50/50 Kingdom: Violet Rank: Rook Flags: 1/1 Miasma Points: 0 Appearance: Tall, and pale~with hints of brownish-green on her skin/hair. She has the outline of a key on her left forearm. Wearing a simple pale tunic with a long purple skirt.
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Grifferie rolled 1 100-sided dice:
61
Total: 61 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 7:20 pm
She was wary as she moved into the valley. There were vines everywhere, and some kind of strange gas. Not to mention shadows. They weren't like the small creatures that populated the land she hailed from, as far as she could tell, anyway. The oddest thing was the ground, however. It moved. Not enough to set her off balance, but enough to unnerve her. She'd never seen anything like it, at least not as far as she could remember. Still, Sherry was glad that nothing of note happened to her as she collected a small bit of miasma. Perhaps this task was something she would find easy. Smiling, she continued on. Quote: - 56-75: Very little actually happens. You see creatures slinking around in the shadows, veiled by thick plumes of violet and green gas. The ground squirms beneath your feet as if it were a bed of worms, but nothing of import happens. +2 Miasma Points Quote: Character Name: Sherry HP: 50/50 Kingdom: Violet Rank: Rook Flags: 1/1 Miasma Points: 2 Appearance: Tall, and pale~with hints of brownish-green on her skin/hair. She has the outline of a key on her left forearm. Wearing a simple pale tunic with a long purple skirt.
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DarkHeartedSorrow rolled 1 100-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 7:28 pm
Rikki neared the Blighted Heart, gathering miasma as he went and being careful of anything suspicious that crossed his path. So focused on his feet and the fog that he didn't notice how close he'd gotten until a black tendril snaked out and grabbed him around the chest. He cried out as thorns pierced his skin and did their job to pull him towards the heart.
With his last breath he manages to gag on the stank breath of the heart as it chews him up and he desperately wishes he had some mints to offer it.
-DEAD AS A DOORNAIL-
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Grifferie rolled 1 100-sided dice:
97
Total: 97 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 7:39 pm
The sounds coming from valley were a little bit terrible. She thought she heard yell, but it sounded a bit distant. With a small shudder, Sherry continued her search. And yet the strange sounds continued. Sherry whirled around, certain she'd just heard someone speak to her. Yet...there was no one there. "Odd," she muttered with a shrug. She was liking the valley less and less. Not that it mattered. She still had a task to do. But there is was again! Her name...and somehow, it sounded not quite right. Still, Sherry turned again, hoping to spot the source of it. The next thing she knew, the lindwyrm was on the ground, hands feeling the plants shifting beneath her. She had tripped over something. Looking back, it seemed to be some sort of rusted blade. She would have thought it odd as well, but she was too busy cursing it. Quote: - 90 - 100: You hear someone calling your name - no, it is your name but it is weird... somehow you can't place it exactly. You turn around to look for them, and in a moment of confusion, stumble over weapons protruding from the ground. Ouch! - 50% of your TOTAL HP Quote: Character Name: Sherry HP: 25/50 Kingdom: Violet Rank: Rook Flags: 1/1 Miasma Points: 2 Appearance: Tall, and pale~with hints of brownish-green on her skin/hair. She has the outline of a key on her left forearm. Wearing a simple pale tunic with a long purple skirt.
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Grifferie rolled 1 100-sided dice:
43
Total: 43 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 7:48 pm
Picking herself up off the ground, Sherry continued onward. One would have thought that she had an easy time of finding miasma in this overgrown place, but no. So far, she'd only found a little, along with a whole lot of gas and one rusty blade. She wasn't one to get overly frustrated, though, so she continued on. Until she came to the puddle. At first glance, it looked small and shallow. But something, something nagged at her senses. Sherry stopped, moments away from walking through it. Yes. Something was off about this one. Shaking her head, Sherry turned and avoided getting her feet wet. Using Flag!Quote: - 31-44: You step in what looks like shallow puddle-- unfortunately for you, it is actually deep, about waist level. You feel something sticky curl around your waist, the drag of a tongue along your ankles-- and a bite to your side. You manage to scramble out, but just barely. -50% OF YOUR TOTAL HP Quote: Character Name: Sherry HP: 25/50 Kingdom: Violet Rank: Rook Flags: 1/1-1~ USING Miasma Points: 2 Appearance: Tall, and pale~with hints of brownish-green on her skin/hair. She has the outline of a key on her left forearm. Wearing a simple pale tunic with a long purple skirt.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 7:54 pm
[ENTER] Rex lifted his head to sniff at the air around, as if searching. What was he searching for? Food! He was hungry! Miasma, though it should have been foremost in his mind, was in fact the furthest thing from his mind. Or maybe it wasn't, was miasma edible? Hmm...maybe. Quote: (( Name: Rex HP: 50/50 Kingdom: Unattuned (currently allied to black) Rank: wild card Miasma: 0 Description: Scruffy and bitey dude with a deceptively average build, he carries himself in a very predatory stance, LIKE A VELOCIRAPTOR.
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Amon Larethian rolled 1 100-sided dice:
48
Total: 48 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 7:57 pm
Quote: 45-50: You've stumbled upon a vent that hasn't been corrupted! Eagerly, you collect it all. Better do it fast, before something stumbles upon you and decides to collect yours... +3 Miasma Points A cautious step forward, a hiss like and uncertain lone predator hoping to frighten away any larger predator that may be lurking nearby. Was he frightened? No more than instinct dictated, which was far less than he should have been. Another step, several more steps, he was growing bolder, bold enough to stand over the vent for several moments. Miasma... He snapped at the mist, biting at it, but his teeth caught nothing. Hmm, so it wasn't edible, but it did make him feel better. He liked this miasma, though he still would have preferred food... Quote: (( Name: Rex HP: 50/50 Kingdom: Unattuned (currently allied to black) Rank: wild card Miasma: 3 Description: Scruffy and bitey dude with a deceptively average build, he carries himself in a very predatory stance, LIKE A VELOCIRAPTOR.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 7:59 pm
[Entering from the Gold Kingdom!] Aedan looked around warily, before entering the valley, determined to do what he could to gather miasma for the kingdom. Everything was...strange, and slightly off, like something that brushes the hair on a limb the wrong way, making you want to shiver uncomfortably. Everything looked corrupt, as if it had been twisted insidiously from within. Charming.Deciding the landscape wasn't going to get any more welcoming, Aedan took a deep breath, venturing forth. Quote: Character Name: Aedan HP: 40/40 Rank: Pawn Kingdom: Gold Miasma Points: 0 Appearance: On the taller side of average, with dark skin, gold eyes and pale hair. He's dressed in gold-accented red and orange, fairly expensive looking clothing.
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Vashtya rolled 1 100-sided dice:
73
Total: 73 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 8:00 pm
Quote: 56-75: Very little actually happens. You see creatures slinking around in the shadows, veiled by thick plumes of violet and green gas. The ground squirms beneath your feet as if it were a bed of worms, but nothing of import happens. +2 Miasma Points Continuing on, he made a face as he swore the grass caressed his ankle. Shadows lurked just beyond the edges of his sight, and the colored gas that lingered in the air made him want to cough. The ground felt squishy, and as if it were almost alive beneath his feet, making him want to twitch uncomfortably. However, he was willing to count his blessings, since nothing had harmed him... yet. So far, so good. Quote: Character Name: Aedan HP: 40/40 Rank: Pawn Kingdom: Gold Miasma Points: 2 Appearance: On the taller side of average, with dark skin, gold eyes and pale hair. He's dressed in gold-accented red and orange, fairly expensive looking clothing.
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Vashtya rolled 1 100-sided dice:
82
Total: 82 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 8:07 pm
Quote: 76-90: You land on an entirely safe spot for now. You feel something warm underneath you, and feel a little better. You are HEALED +25% of your TOTAL HP Stepping forward a little farther, his entire body tense, Aedan swore that he felt something...warm beneath his feet, and a feeling of invigoration seemed to shoot up through his legs. It probably would have been a great deal less creepy, if the ground hadn't still felt like it was moving. Quote: Character Name: Aedan HP: 40/40 Rank: Pawn Kingdom: Gold Miasma Points: 2 Appearance: On the taller side of average, with dark skin, gold eyes and pale hair. He's dressed in gold-accented red and orange, fairly expensive looking clothing.
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Amon Larethian rolled 1 100-sided dice:
70
Total: 70 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 8:10 pm
Quote: 56-75: Very little actually happens. You see creatures slinking around in the shadows, veiled by thick plumes of violet and green gas. The ground squirms beneath your feet as if it were a bed of worms, but nothing of import happens. +2 Miasma Points A flicker a movement had caught his attention, sending him scurrying away from the vent as if the sudden knowledge that he had lingered too long had struck him. His teeth bared in a snarl, a low warning growl. He had seen something moving, whatever it was had better stay back! Or he was going to bite it! AND THEN EAT IT! And the same thing went for whatever was moving under his feet! RAWR! And then all was still.. Rex snorted in victory and defiance, collected his prize of miasma, and quickly scurried onward. He may have frightened it (whatever it was) away, but he wasn't waiting around for it to come back either! Quote: (( Name: Rex HP: 50/50 Kingdom: Unattuned (currently allied to black) Rank: wild card Miasma: 5 Description: Scruffy and bitey dude with a deceptively average build, he carries himself in a very predatory stance, LIKE A VELOCIRAPTOR.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2013 8:19 pm
Sherry poked around a little more. The ground was getting more and more unnerving, as were the shadows she assumed were animals creeping about. And she nearly tripped over some other rusted something or other hidden in the grass. All in all, this was looking more painful and less helpful. Sighing, Sherry looked at the small bit of miasma she'd already collected. She didn't like quitting but...she had a bad feeling about this valley. And it was still getting worse. Even if she didn't like giving up, she knew she would be no use to the Gatekeeper wounded, or worse. (Could she even die again?) No, even she knew there was a time when one had to take what they had and stand down; quit while they were ahead. Hrm. She wondered when she'd learned that. With the barest of shrugs, Sherry made her way out of the valley, and back to her homeland. [Exiting to the Violet Kingdom!]
Quote: Character Name: Sherry HP: 25/50 Kingdom: Violet Rank: Rook Flags: 0/1 Miasma Points: 2
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