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Crohm Cindersoul

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Posted: Thu Aug 06, 2015 8:19 am

For hours, the traveler had fought and suppressed "Him" and his attempts to take over and finally putting him back to his cage ,although worried he might try to resurface for this place is a definite playground for him, The traveler dematerialized his scythe and pistol ,and having lessened his battle gear, he settled for a fur coat and put on a mask as an alternative conduit to his other familiars.As the Traveler was walking his path ,he heard footsteps not coming from his pursuers,but seemingly from other persons.Wary that it might be a personel of this facility, he sent 6 wisps that bear a message that would informed them that he is not a hostile but just another trapped person.He stayed at his position that is just near a T Junction waiting if anyone would respond and go to his location. Having the gist of waht this place is ,the traveler summoned five Wyrms about 10 feet in length ,he had them make rounds on a 7 meter radius to scout and remove any of those creatures that would dare enter and attack.

Posted: Wed Aug 12, 2015 12:19 pm

An slumbering critter lay sprawled against the sullen solid paths, clearly unaware of any threat to her person and more concerned of the constant assault of moist warm air infiltrating her nostrils that an a rather unusual throbbing hangover that plagued the woman's mind. She was adorned in a mass of rouge feathers and wildly uncontrolled blonde threads of hair, sullied with the grime that clung to every surface of this unwelcoming environment.
The sound of aqua impacting with a solid mass was enough to stirred this vibrantly dressed bundle, that and the caress of this Cold, sloppy, grim, liquid dibbling upon the cheek of a unaware slumbering woman like a long drooling damp tongue-

“GAH AH-- AH....ah.... Hm... m. NO NO TONG- Hm?” Jumping from her slumber one hand clasped her dampened jowl, the other rubbed her throbbing temples urgently trying to gain a mental hold on her current predicament and what may have been the cause of her unplanned accommodation..
She was happily surprised there was no drooling beasties in her facility; no “people” either- Well who would blame them?
“Ohhh someone needs a new interior decorator...” Audibly remarking this underwater facility's unkempt appearance, It was apparent she didn't have an utter incline into what is going on.

Nothing appeared to be taken, the Captains coin and candy pouches were still solidly packed with treats; The hilt of a seemingly ordinary 18th century cutlass rested against the her right thigh while a holster on her left held a small arms weapon of unknown origin. This she considered was a good sign the Pirates only real problem she thought was trying to find an exit.

Lifting herself to stand the Captain struggled with her thoughts, there was definitely drink involved the after taste still lathered the pirates gums. She presumed her groggy visuals where down to still having alcohol in her system and that this was just another part of a city that hadn't been discovered by her eyes- Perhaps she'd fallen down a gutter in her drunken state and ended up discovering Atlantis-
“Atlantis has really gone down hill..” Taking wide steps the woman started to audibly wonder bemused at what story could have possibly lead the pirate to this location.

Mood : Bemused Status Aliments : Throbbing headache/Hungry

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Crohm Cindersoul

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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2015 5:54 am

Having sent the invites but to no response ,the traveler "caged" his wyrms and left his location in search of an exits ,thought the place weemed endless he could see from just up above a glass dome which seemed to be worned down.worried that an elevated ruckus from his familiar would only worsen the domes already worn down state ,the traveler decided to bring his old gear ,consisting of a great sword and a transformed arm that is seemingly "dragonic" in feature .having called his old form back he knew he needed to end things quickly and find an exits for prolonged fights would bring him to a battle frenzy.
although no encounter happened for so long he was still warry of the place for the deeper he went to the place ,the more nauseous he felt,wandering for so long he finally remebered why he felt that way.

"This place reeks of fresh blood"

"not a nice smell when you've just had a hot cup of coffee"

"boy do i wish i had one before ending up here"

so he continued down his path and as he did he heard gears shifting again,and this time it seemed just close by .

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