[color=0072bc][h3]Ardur The Pixie[/h3][/color]  [color=92278f] Preparing for a fight >>>> Here comes the thunder /// day 8 // Evening[/color]

Ardur worked for the next few minutes diligently stacking stones of various sizes all over the earthen pillars. It was tiring and straining work but with the help of [u]Physical Conditioning I[/u] found it to be almost enjoyable to be working out again. It reminded him briefly of his child hood and helping his father break up and move concrete. He couldn’t help but look down at himself after he did what he could do to prepare for the coming battle. Noticing that he was still naked from his earlier conflict he guessed he still had a little time left to go home and ‘change’.

Knowing that [u]Lesser Flight III[/u] allowed him to travel farther, faster, and lighter. The pale pixie found himself taking his time to practice his flying skills by chasing down a few flying insects. Toying with them for a moment as they tried in vain to elude the predator behind them. He would continue to chase them before catching them and returning home.

Entering the small stone abode he could see that the small crystal nodes had grown slightly but still were not at the size to be used. Steve didn’t seem to be home but a gentle tug of some of his webs got his attention. The small spider acting on instinct to the sudden vibration charged from a crevice and reared its front legs up with a hiss towards Ardur. However, once the spider realized who was standing before it either by sight or scent slowly lowered its aggressive posture and seemed to wait.

Ardur did find himself flinching slightly at the response from his roommate. But everything seemed to settle down when he tossed several of the small insects onto the spider’s web. Steve instantly started stinging and wrapping its food while Ardur began to gather the silken strands and coil some of them together to make stronger strands. This was how he made his clothes last time but this time he didn’t have any grass but had a different idea instead.

After gathering and spinning the web together using his shield spell to keep the silk from sticking to him. Ardur made his way over to Steve to give it one last heal spell before stroking the creature for a moment. For whatever reason he felt a bit calmer from this act but eventually stood and walked to the entrance with a sigh. [color=92278f]“Bye Steve, ill hopefully see you again later.” [/color]He said as he dropped out of the entrance and into the air.

The trip was rather uneventful, the cave was stricken with an eerie silence. It was almost like the other creatures knew better than to poke their heads out or scout out around their homes. It was something he would see now and then, all the animals taking shelter before a storm. Even his instincts told him to keep a low profile and hide. A feeling he swiftly suppressed to the back of his mind. Now wasn’t the time to hide, it was the time to fight.

Stopping only briefly to take a few more chunks of one of the nearby dead goblins. Ardur found himself perched up on a high shelf looking off toward the entrance. If he was to see any movement coming from that direction, he would be the first to call it out to the others. While the pixie ate, he began to fix small pebbles in the spider silk clothes he had woven together. Although it wouldn’t be considered armor by any means, he still felt like it was better than nothing.

Looking back out across the cave with one leg dangling off the side and the other sucked up towards his chest to give his head something to rest on again he sighed. This was the first down time he has had in some time and while his mind went over his game plan for the battle he couldn’t help but let his mind wander to Sara and what he left behind to come here.

He was sure the short red head would end up here after she passed of old age just to yell at him about how stupid he was. Then having it followed up by how strong and handsome our son had grown to be. Yet for some reason he didn’t want her to see him like this. He had indulged his new instincts a little too much and in the end hadn’t really helped anyone. What the hell was he doing? Who was he trying to fool being a chaotic pixie with no regard to others?

She would be disappointed in him, he was sure of it.

[color=92278f]“Merciful Sun god, I have squandered my days with plans of many things. This was not among them. But at this moment, I beg only to live the next few hours well. For all we ought to have thought, and have not thought; all we ought to have said, and have not said; all we ought to have done, and have not done; I pray thee God of the sun, for forgiveness.”[/color] He spoke a quote from one of his and Sara’s favorite movies as a prayer and caught himself beginning to cry.

When the time came to attack the goblins Ardur would be sure to help and do his best. Either by bombing the goblins from above with stones while they fought the other reborn. To running interference by quickly flying around the goblins and distracting them using his new-found speed and dexterity to aid him. But most importantly, he would do what he does best, help. Keeping close to the others and checking up on them to make sure they had proper heals or delivering mana crystals from the stash to them. He won’t just stand to the side and watch this time, this time he will make Sara proud.

((OOC: So as I’ve stated before I’m leaving for a training for 10 days and as stated above after his prayer. It lists what he will be doing during the fight that I’m sure is to happen while I’m away. So just regard him as a temporary NPC and I’ll catch up when I can… just don’t get him killed please. He will follow orders, when he’s tired he will rest, and when he’s low on mana he will seek out a crystal or two. But have fun and I’ll be back on the 13th.))

[@Zeroth]

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[b]Level:[/b] 2

[b]Health:[/b] Full
[b]Mana:[/b] Full
[b]Stamina:[/b] Full

[b]Inventory:[/b] N/A

[b]Clothes:[/b] N/A

[b]Weapons:[/b] N/A

[b]Magic/Skills:[/b] Shield I, Lesser Flight III, Minor Heal III, Physical Conditioning I, Fire Resistance I
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