The wolfman warrior looked to Samuel and grinned.
“Of course I’ll help take them down, they only got the edge on me because they surprised me was all! Now that I’m feeling so great nothing can stop me! The Name’s Renzo by the way!” He exclaimed confidently, drawing his sword.
Kain also got into a battle ready position.
Clarisse nodded, “You’re right about that there is a chance for stronger drops from bosses, including ‘rare’ ones…Of course it’d be ideal if they didn’t get one but if our force proves to be superior then there’d be nothing wrong with us claiming the drop for ourselves.” She snickered a bit.
Clarisse stayed farther back from the group with the other casters, facing the the door.
“Let’s greet them with a strong response then.” She spoke simply a smug darker look falling on the noble’s face looking like she had great intent to do harm to the pair when they came through, holding her fan in just about the most aggressive imposing way one could given it was a fan.
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After some more crashing sounds and probably muffled explosions It’d be about ten more minutes of waiting with anticipation before the large door opened.
A somewhat tall slender looking fox beast man, who looked more person minus his ears and tail and eyes, with tied back orangey hair wearing sandals and an ornate conical hat atop his head, with flowing red, gold and white robes came out of the boss room, his orangey white tail coming out of his robes.
He didn’t appear to have any obvious catalyst on him though he did have a few golden rings on his fingers on each hand.
Then there was the shorter figure next to him, they were wearing a green cloak that obscured them some but it was clear they had at least a pair of daggers, and light armored pants which were not hidden by the cloak, it looked like they hand some basic brown boots on, and chainmail gloves.
“Well Well..It looks like little Renzo got some friends. That’s a shame. You all might have gotten to live another day if he had just been a good little plank and dropped dead.” The fox man spoke with an unchanging smirk, his eyes almost looked narrow and closed the whole time, an unsettling faux friendly expression on his face.
(Narrator note: Feel free to Let me know OOC if any of you did something in particular during those 10 mins and I could possibly take into consideration in this part.)
“Of course I’ll help take them down, they only got the edge on me because they surprised me was all! Now that I’m feeling so great nothing can stop me! The Name’s Renzo by the way!” He exclaimed confidently, drawing his sword.
Kain also got into a battle ready position.
Clarisse nodded, “You’re right about that there is a chance for stronger drops from bosses, including ‘rare’ ones…Of course it’d be ideal if they didn’t get one but if our force proves to be superior then there’d be nothing wrong with us claiming the drop for ourselves.” She snickered a bit.
Clarisse stayed farther back from the group with the other casters, facing the the door.
“Let’s greet them with a strong response then.” She spoke simply a smug darker look falling on the noble’s face looking like she had great intent to do harm to the pair when they came through, holding her fan in just about the most aggressive imposing way one could given it was a fan.
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After some more crashing sounds and probably muffled explosions It’d be about ten more minutes of waiting with anticipation before the large door opened.
A somewhat tall slender looking fox beast man, who looked more person minus his ears and tail and eyes, with tied back orangey hair wearing sandals and an ornate conical hat atop his head, with flowing red, gold and white robes came out of the boss room, his orangey white tail coming out of his robes.
He didn’t appear to have any obvious catalyst on him though he did have a few golden rings on his fingers on each hand.
Then there was the shorter figure next to him, they were wearing a green cloak that obscured them some but it was clear they had at least a pair of daggers, and light armored pants which were not hidden by the cloak, it looked like they hand some basic brown boots on, and chainmail gloves.
“Well Well..It looks like little Renzo got some friends. That’s a shame. You all might have gotten to live another day if he had just been a good little plank and dropped dead.” The fox man spoke with an unchanging smirk, his eyes almost looked narrow and closed the whole time, an unsettling faux friendly expression on his face.
(Narrator note: Feel free to Let me know OOC if any of you did something in particular during those 10 mins and I could possibly take into consideration in this part.)
