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its me debz rolled 5 10-sided dice:
2, 4, 3, 5, 7
Total: 21 (5-50)
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 Posted: Fri May 08, 2015 10:02 am
The dawn of a new day meant that Lurks could embark on a new quest. They cautiously loaded up Pony, packing turnips and stale bread into their worn saddlebags. They set off into the wild, wobbling but braver than before. Alone. QUEST STATUS Food remaining: 21 YOUR HP: 30
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its me debz rolled 1 4-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2015 12:29 pm
But some of the meat had, perhaps, gone a little too rancid, even for the likes of Lurks. It started as a roil in their gut that ended in worse than that. They slunk back home in defeat, slumped over their saddle in abject misery. It was a return to the castle without fanfare, one of immediate and imminent defeat. QUEST STATUS Food remaining: 21 YOUR HP: 30
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its me debz rolled 5 10-sided dice:
6, 7, 2, 6, 4
Total: 25 (5-50)
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2015 12:30 pm
It took time to recover. Fluids and other mysteries from the medics, and some watered down soup fed to them through a damp cloth. Maybe they could do it, this time. Maybe they could get their thing. QUEST STATUS Food remaining: 25 YOUR HP: 30
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its me debz rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2015 4:48 pm
And so, once more, Lurks Beneath put up their banner and rode into the wilds, seeking to complete their quest in the name of Mordred. To bring back artifacts, to work hard to earn his favor. Maybe. But dysentery was definitely not going to get them there, and that was all they got for their trouble. QUEST STATUS Food remaining: 25 YOUR HP: 30
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its me debz rolled 5 10-sided dice:
9, 7, 10, 2, 4
Total: 32 (5-50)
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2015 4:49 pm
Third time was the charm...? Lurks could only plead and pray and hope that this was the case, sadly patting Pony's snout as she stamped the ground. QUEST STATUS Food remaining: 32 YOUR HP: 30
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its me debz rolled 1 4-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2015 4:51 pm
Lurks was really, really good at getting sick. Like. Really good. QUEST STATUS Food remaining: 32 YOUR HP: 30
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its me debz rolled 5 10-sided dice:
8, 4, 1, 6, 3
Total: 22 (5-50)
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2015 5:04 pm
Once more, with gusto. QUEST STATUS Food remaining: 22 YOUR HP: 30
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2015 5:05 pm
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its me debz rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2015 5:07 pm
Okay. Lurks could do this. The wolf emerged from the trees and-- with a loping gait and slavering fangs-- lunged for the horse. Lurks leapt from their steed, scythe out and at the ready, holding it close to the blade, with intent to hurt. There would be pain, and it would not be only Lurks'. With glee they lodged the blade up the wolf's lower jaw, impaling it straight through its skull from the bottom up. "Yes," Lurks said, heart swelling with the fondness that most spared for the living. They ducked to cradle the dead creature's head, eyes alight, and licked their fingers clean of blood. This was good. This was very, very good. QUEST STATUS Food remaining: 22 YOUR HP: 20
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its me debz rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2015 5:33 pm
They wearily rode on, stopping only to chase the scent of meat. Fresh, too. They slid off of Pony's back, creeping up on the new corpse with a curious look. Gently, they cradled the organs waiting for them, feeling as though it was the most natural thing in the world as they tugged down their scarf and tore into it, starved. They ate to the point of gluttony, till their fingers ran red and their scarf was sticky. QUEST STATUS Food remaining: 32 YOUR HP: 20
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its me debz rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2015 5:35 pm
Towards the peak of the mountain, Pony's legs gave out, buckling beneath their stout little pot-belly. No more, she seemed to say with her beady eyes, no more of this madness. They had travelled long and hard, up the craggy edges of a path too thin to be walked by more than a single person or horse abreast. Lurks tumbled off their pony, topping to the ground in a rolling bag of rags sort of fashion. Unfortunate. QUEST STATUS Food remaining: 32 YOUR HP: 20
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its me debz rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2015 5:41 pm
An old, gnarled woman, garbed in shimmering blue, gave Lurks an allotment of food, portioned out onto a plate. "It is what you most desire," she said, her blind eyes unseeing, a gift given on faith. Lurks clutched it with shaking hands, bandages bloodied and dirtied both. They grasped the heart with their bony fingers, feeling the give of tough muscle beneath their joints. It was perfect. They pulled down their scarf to reveal a mouth smeared with dried blood and too-white teeth. They bit into the human heart and sighed, satisfied. QUEST STATUS Food remaining: 38 YOUR HP: 20
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