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✧ Talrae ✧ (LOOKING FOR CO-GM)

@Tybalt Capulet@Leaves@TaroAndSelia@Duoya@demonspade64

Sweet Ol' double post. I wanted to put up a vote on how far we want to go with this dungeon right now after the White Wolf fight. Like if you want to continue and try and beat the dungeon. Laugh if you want to continue, but only for a couple more areas. And finally Thank if you wish to leave after this fight.

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@rush99999

I'm working on one. It should be up later tonight

✧ Talrae ✧ (LOOKING FOR CO-GM)

@demonspade64@Tybalt Capulet

Looks like you guys are up next

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@rush99999

Theoretically, yes. The body of an sentinel is magically-enhanced alloy which, while hard to make, is available and has been used to repair Sentinels in the past.

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@Mystery Bard

That's the one thing that slipped my mind. In Volstryggr, the currency is zloty, which is equal to a 100 groszy

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@rush99999

All of them have. Not always at the crime scene, some are used to lead the investigators on a wild goose chase

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@Tybalt Capulet@Duoya@demonspade64

You're all up next when you can

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@LordofthePies

Renal closed his eyes and nodded "I know its been Valvius." and let out a soft sigh, simply listening to his friend's general dislike for the outside world. Even with the world at peace, that didn't mean crime didn't happen nor did people stop harboring hate in their hearts. The threat of a serial killer targeting anyone and everyone was more than a reason for any person to stay indoors. He remained unfazed at Valvius's attempt at a small joke to change the subject slightly. The face Renal made next made it seem like he was about revel information he's been keeping secret "I know she is there. She's got a family now. I've been stopping by to check on her a little after I started coming here. I hope you don't mind." he didn't seem quite finished yet "What if I took you to see her? Surely you can trust the head of the guard to keep you safe?" he smiled and let out a low chuckle, hiding his sorrow.

@Mystery Bard
Helene grinned at the precious look of surprise on Valmond's face, as if it had deeply amused her. Her dress provided additional evidence that she came from a wealthy family or had a small fortune under her control, the material as well as the design were on the higher end of fashion. By appearance alone, the vampire woman appeared to be in her mid-20s but it is a wel-known fact that vampires stop aging the day they are turned. Her eyes squinted, looking off to the side as he listed the various products he had for sale. After he had finished, she opened her eyes fully with a half-smile "I will take the glyptis leaves and the strongest snake venom you can offer. Mmm, I will be able to make a fine sedative..." She spoke calmly with absolute assurance, in alchemy a poison's paralyzign effects can either be magnified or lessened, depending on the amount used and the properties of the other ingredients. Her request was not as odd as one might think. Vampires are known to pay even more for a 'live' transfusion, and most often they adminster sedatives to avert the pain "The weather is nice today, don't you think?" She stated after she listed what she wanted, she didn't seem be using any kind of sarcasm.

@rush99999
Emile listend carefully to his friend's counsel, while the Volstryggr knew more than most about the sentinels...only handlers truly understood the relationship they have with their sentinel. It is common among handlers to refer to sentinels as their partner. He did not seemed shock that it was near impossible this was both handler and sentinel, though it only seemed to increase his worry "You're right. Cyth was among the best handlers in the entire city." He made a tight fist and slammed it against a passing brick wall as they made their way closer to the crime scene, gritting his teeth hard "Whoever did this is gonna pay..." The wrathful tone of venegeance rose to the surface, a very dangerous quality in an Volstryggr. Bradamante interjected shortly after this "We will arrive at the scene shortly. I suggest you prepare yourselves for what you may see." He advised, since Emile had yet to see the handiwork of the Blood Angel yet.

Eventually the three of your found yourselves in a dark alley, tall town houses rising high above the cobbled floor. The first thing that came into view was the investigators, including Vey, then the motionless form of Abraham with his chest looking like it was peeled open, and finally...Cyth. His body pinned to the stone wall and the skin on his back spread like a pair of wings, the ground below saturated in his blood. Above him in large letters, the chilling phrase Practice is over. Let the real game begin.. Emile, unable to handle the gore of the scene, promptly dashed for a nearby waste container and hurled inside it. His body trembled with both fear and anger. As he did this, Vey spotted the three of you and approached "Orthog. Bradamante....Emile." She didn't waste time with pleasantries, the wolf-like ears pushing her black hood up a little "I'll cut to the chase. We have our first goddamn lead on this bastard." The viciousness in her tone was nearly overwhelming, her muscles tensing before relaxing once more "A magister from the Academy is on their way here. They should be able to follow the core's trail." she informed them, her dark amber eyes sliding over to Emile "If you can't handle your stomach, get out of my crime scene. Peace-keeper. ." The last word coming with a faked tone of respect. Emile composed himself and stood defiant "I'm fine! I need to see with my own eyes, Vey! I'm going through." He insisted, Vey simply allowing him to pass as Emile walked closer. She grabbed Jacoby's arm briefly at he passed, she insisted on calling him by his orc named however "You watch him Orthog." Her stern voice suggested she wasn't talking about his safety.

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@rush99999

That's right. Well since Emile is the Global Peace-Keeper, there won't be physical violence most likely. There is a high chance they could get into an argument though

✧ Talrae ✧ (LOOKING FOR CO-GM)

Reylan

Health: 400/400
Mana: 550/800

Stats

Strength: 5
Agility: 14
Intelligence: 3
Skills
Bow wielding: 20
Art: 10
Acting: 5
Linguistics: 5
Smithing: 5
Actions
-Double Shot, 50 MP
-Power Shot, 100MP
-Sharp Eye, Passive
-Bounty, Passive
Items
-Cheap Shoes
-Cheap Clothes
-Bow
-Rapier
-small knife

Arrows: 21 >>>> 20
Renn: 79

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A dark, unseen, fearful grip tightened around Reylan's heart as he watched the White Wolf's health bar slowly diminish and by the end of their furious onslaught...he still had 600 more hp. His body felt frozen as the reality of life or death actually struck him, his eyes wide and breathing erratic as the wolf cleaved 200 hp off Dirk....that meant that if the wolf hit him or the other next to him...not to mentioned he missed his first shot. The fight was only going to get harder, their hard-hitting abilities on cool-down at the moment. What else could they have done? What detail did he overlook that put them in this position? Was he too eager to kill the beast and loot the chest?

Somehow the appearance of the large, floppy, white bunny and the idea of it uppercutting the wolf made him laugh and then smile. That was right, this wasn't something he was doing alone. Keep moving forward, no matter how difficult it is. That was the advice his mother once gave him when he had one of his breakdowns. Nobody can change what was already done. He doubted he would survive this game without those around him. If he was to be the leader, he couldn't afford to do wallow in his own problems. Their lives were his responsibility now more or less and he wouldn't allow anything to happen to them "Karma! Dirk needs healing. Gives some to Totoro then if you can and hit the wolf again!" His first new command rang out with renewed conviction. Leading others in battle, somehow this stoke a fire that resided in him "Alisea, cast another Ice blast as soon you can! Hold the fire." he didn't know the name of the actual name, nor did he have the time to learn it right now. While they may be lacking in their stronger abilities, they now had tactical information on the beast. He retrieved an arrow from his quiver, reaching back and placing the end loosely on the bow string as he continued.

With Totoro on the scene now, Aster and Dirk should be able to keep the wolf at bay. However he wanted to keep damage taken to a minimal "Dirk! Focus on all defense and keeping its attention! Make sure to keep switching places with Totoro and keep your distance from each other to limit the damage!" He looked over at dub hoping he would pick up on his strategy. It had a high defense to physical attack but magic seemed work much better "Whatever magic attack you got Dub, use'em." His mind was running a mile an minute trying to figure out everyone's role, finally it was Aster's order "Aster, stay out of his reach and hit'em from behind." He issued the last one, taking a moment to breath from speaking so quickly. Now it was his turn to make a move though he spent enough time giving orders.

He couldn't rely and his passive right with the large health pool it had, and his abilities were on cool-down. He had very few options but something was certainly better than nothing. Reyland raised his bow once more, the wood creaking slightly with the stress as he pinched the arrow and pulled back. Taking a moment to aim, he fired the arrow for the wolf's body not wanting to risk another missed shot aiming for the head. As quick as he could, he took another arrow from his quiver but held it in his other hand and bent his legs ready to dodge out of the wolf's path. His voice was surely going to be sore at the end of the day from all this yelling.
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Summary:
-Minor Nervous Breakdown
-Issues orders, loads arrow
-Takes aim, fires one standard shot
-Prepares to dodge if attacked