Wrath and fury flowed with every strike you landed, the magic of your spell allowing you to move through the goblins with ease. The goblin moved its mouth to shriek but was promptly silenced as your elbow crushed its throat, the following knee putting an end to its life. There was nothing the other goblin could do by itself. Without the support of numbers, a lone goblin was an easy target for an adventurer. Any feeble attack it made in retaliation was futile thanks to your boosted speed. In this instance, the foe was weak and you were strong and so it turned to ash, like the rest of its kin.
The goblin that had just recovered burst into the same shadows and ash, a lighting bolt shooting right though its weak hide. A male voice having warned you of its recovery. Soon after, you were approached by two adventurers. One was a spirit and the other was a werewolf, the spirit having put his hand on your shoulder.
The werewolf bounced in front of you, an energetic smile on her face "Those were some cool moves! Won't you please party up with us?" She asked with wide eyes "Think of all the monsters we can kill!" The tone of her voice was a bit too cheery.
Misha stood defensively in front of you while at the same time watching the Renard fight with surprising speed and power. The Renard managed to take care of the two goblins he face with a reckless blitz of attacks. A bolt of lighting flies from your hand and blasts the goblin in the stomach, taking care of the last monster with a flash."I would watch it, Ma-re. You did lose your sword." Misha said softly, only audible for you, while smiling brightly exposing pearly white canines. Next thing you knew, she darted in front of your new friend.
Misha moved in front of the Renard with a bounce in her step, an energetic smile on her face "Those were some cool moves! Won't you please party up with us?" She asked with wide eyes "Think of all the monsters we can kill!" The tone of her voice was a bit too cheery. It was likely she was hoping he would get her closer to those potato snacks.
The skeleton shambles closer with eerily erratic movements, like at any moment it might break off into a sprint. Its gaze seems fixated on you alone. You spend enough time thinking that you recall that members of the Balder Familia frequently capture/tame monsters for fights in the arena above, but you didn't see many of the familia's adventurers entering the dungeon today. Normally they go in large group if they are getting monsters.
You hear a different set of footsteps come from your rear, and you see that it is May. She must have taken care of her monsters already which means she might be able to help out with the skeleton warrior. It may walk particularly fast, but its attacks are a different story.
Klou seems to be in deep thought at you approach her, also noticing the skeleton getting almost near enough that it will be a real danger. A story that older adventurers often told is that skeletons were aspiring adventurers that died in the dungeon and were never recovered, though the story is completely untrue.
It is possible that Klou knows more about this monster, as she was part of the familia for longer than you were despite starting today as well.
Amrec was facing only one last skeleton by the time you returned and he seemed to be alright. He caught the weapon of the last skeleton warrior in his axe, and proceeded to headbutt the skeleton's head so hard it fractured before the other axe sliced through the bony spine and it disintegrated into black ash. His breathing was a little heavy as he turned to face you, and that's when you noticed a small amount of blood dripping down a small cut on his cheek.
A large hand wiped the blood away as he walked back, bearing a faint smile as he extended a hand holding the three stones, which were larger than the ones you collected so far "I'll have to inform the guild after we finish today. One is plausible, not three." He mentioned seriously with a small grunt then relaxed "Ready to continue, lass?" He asked, voice loosening up once more.
Her smile kept as she responded, nodding "I think most adventurers have that kind of feeling in the beginning. The dungeon is dangerous, but also exciting." It was hard to believe that she was only 23 with the wisdom in her voice. If there was anyone who knew the meaning of hard work, it was Priscilla. Aspiring adventurers were drawn to her story for its inspiration. Recently, Priscilla has been training a different kind of skill at Anubis's insistence that was gaining her quite a bit of popularity. It turns out that the Winter Maiden has a voice that seemed to match her heavenly appearance "If you can, just try to relax. You are going to do fine, I just know it." Her eyes blinked closed for a second, looking at you. It seemed she was trying to make eye contact, but was just so slightly off. The dungeon was now dead ahead, and the very next moments would take you down to either riches or ruin.
A skeleton warrior is an animated humanoid skeleton that often gives novice adventurers trouble when first encountered. Spawning in floors 5 & 6, they account for the most of the encounters on floor 5. Rarely, they can be encountered on floor 4 if a large enough group spawns on floor 5. They possess a small resistance to physical attacks but have a large weakness to magic. It is easy to outrun them if you are in trouble, but this slowness does not translate to their weapon strikes. Their rusted weapons carry a minor poison effect to them, making them the first enemy in the dungeons that have status effects.
A near flawless victory is yours. There is nothing in their remains except for the two stones, but now that the battle has ended you hear something. The twisted shrieking of goblins and the faint sounds of battle thanks to your beast-human hearing. It must be May. No monsters stand in your way as you make your way to the source of the sounds, and can see May engaged with a trio of goblins. Not only that, but she seems to have taken one as a improvised shield. For the most part, she seems to be in control of the situation.
You hear a startling sound come from behind you. From what you can tell, it sounds like someone rattling a bag of bones. It comes closer and closer, until a pair of glowing green eyes stare at you. A skeleton with pitch black pits for eyes and its jaw hanging on one hinge. On its right arm, a rusted iron spear and on its left, a tattered leather buckler. You are aware that this particular monster is simply called a 'skeleton warrior' and normally appear only on floors 5 & 6.
@Duoya HP: -21 The goblin you try to grab takes to strike you with its club, however you manage to dodge and successful wrap your arm around its neck. Its club is dropped as you tighten your hold. As you move forward, it struggles to free itself clawing at your arm dealing a small amount of damage thanks to your leather armor. Your movement is severely slowed by trying to keep the goblin in your grip, but it performs its role as shield adequately well. The pathetic clubs of the goblins smash into your 'shield', and you feels a bit of the impact, but are otherwise unharmed. Your goblin shield stops tearing into your arm due to the strikes, and has decreased its resistance.
Your dagger finds the flesh of the two goblins as they attempt to smash through their friend to get to you. Brief shrieks of pain are let out before the two goblins each turn into black ash, leaving you left with the one currently locked in your arm. It is incredibly weakened and it offers no resistance as you finish it off. Just as the magic stone drops, you hear a strange sound coming from the way you just came. First it was simply just footsteps but now the sounds of bones shuffling around have overtaken it.
@Polaris North MP: -20 Behind you more sounds of clashing sounds of metal can be heard, but through Amrec's periodic hearty laughter you can tell he is alright. You can feel a faint energy course through your arms as you chant your spell. A blanket of electricity erupts from your hand, spreading from wall to wall moving towards the goblins at a fast pace as a strong buzzing sound fills the air. Bolts of lighting attach themselves to the goblins as they enter the field and it passes through them, their muscles moving in spastic ways as they are locked in place. By the time the electrify fades, the two monsters have turned into nothing but dust and two small magic stones.
The chant finishes without any issues and you speed off into combat. Your first kick smashes into the goblin's chest, the speed of the strike preventing it from countering. The force causes it to fall back onto one of its comrades, knocking it off balance as the other falls to ash. A crude dagger scrapes some material off your leather bracer as your elbow connects with the next target's face, fracturing its skull. The following jab is enough to end its existence, the green-skinned body shattering. By now, the other three goblins have closed in around you. The nearest goblin is nailed in the upper neck by your wild kick, eliminating it right there while the other two make their strikes. One to your front-left and one to your direct left, they both move in with daggers swinging. Off to the side, the goblin who had been knocked back is once again steady on its feet and coming towards you.
Misha's smiles innocently as you mention snacks "That's right, you're gonna buy me some snacks after this!" Her eyes closing for a split-moment trying to appear cute. Once you started running off, she followed and quickly moved in front "Don't be rushing ahead then!" She replied with minor irritation. The two of you rush further into the dungeon when Misha's ears appear to twitch "You hear that?" She asked while still moving forward "Someone is fighting up ahead." Her pace quickened and you follow after her. That is when you spot a lone adventurer, of the Renard species of beast humans, moving quickly against a small group of four goblins, one appearing to have just recovered.
"I don't care about your family history Noctis, I only care if you have what it takes to be an adventurer. Go. Show me and everyone else that you deserve to be here. Your brother one of the greatest adventurers I have come to know. I expect you will succeed him."
These were the words you were left with when you left the familia's residence along with Priscilla, the Winter Maiden. You could tell by the tone in his voice that your god, Anubis, was a strong leader. A few of the familia's members were not thrilled with having a Haeshi join the familia, but most of them accepted you. Now you are standing in front of the large tower alongside the Anubis familia's top adventurer, Priscilla. Today just so happened to be her day to go into the dungeon, so she was going to accompany you on her way to the lower floors. Her skin was fair and seemed to almost glow in the sun, her hair a pure white that made one think of fresh snow. This theme was only accentuated further by the white dress she wore with silver-armor pieces over it, and the specially-forged scythe on her back. Lately she has been pushing herself in order get to level 7, which Feron had beat her to.
"When we are in the dungeon, the monsters will be yours to take care of. I am simply there to make sure you can handle yourself. Once I determine you can, I'll leave for the lower floors." Priscilla stated plainly, looking at you but not making direct eye contact. A small smile appeared on her light pink lips as if fondly remembering something "So are you nervous?" Her voice was more friendly this time around as you got close to the dungeon's entrance.
Cinna simply grinned looking back once at Xinyue, the prize is the satisfaction of knowing you beat everyone else there. The next thing she knew Xinyue was up in the trees along with her tiger pals, trying to keep up with her pace. Truthfully, she was looking for a pack of grimm purposefully at the moment. They had almost taken her life once before, and she wanted to show them she was no longer a person to be messed with. If she was lucky, Xinyue would be able to see her in action though she imagined her method of fighting was more...elegant than her style.
Her wish for combat came true as some beowulves came out from the dense brush and in her direct path "Heh. You dare stand in my way?" Golden eyes adopted a sinister look as she stared them down, the lead Grimm howling in response as it moved to intercept her. "YOU DON'T KNOW WHO YOU'RE DEALING WITH, YOU BASTARDS!" She yelled out as her right hand took hold of Sovereign Right's handle, flicking the weapon to its full extension to her side. With a quick adjustment, she shifted the lance forward and, without slowing down, pieced the chest of her opponent. The beast fell with that one strike and it wasn't enough. She needed more.
A beowulf came to her side and she swung her lance like a club, slamming its side into the creature propelling it into a nearby tree. The thrusters activated on the lance, pushing it back into her control and just in time to catch a beowulf that leaped towards her. Yes. YES! This was adventure! This was revenge! This. Was. Living! Another beowulf tried to charge from her blind-spot, but she was well aware of its presence. One well-timed flip and she landed on its back, lance's tip however above its spine just before she pushed it forward with the help of the thrusters. Three down. Cinna was too wrapped up in getting to the ruins first and fighting these Grimm that she did notice the nevermore like Xinyue.
Her eyes looked up to the tree-line "Come on, Xinyue! Won't you join me in this dance?" A bright smile was on her lips as she called to her partner. Adrenaline served only to fuel the excitement within her, and the competitiveness. This was really it. They were out in this forest to actually fight real Grimm. A fourth beowulf decided to try its hand at taking Cinna down. With the last of the energy that was stored in her, she released it all concentrated in her fist as she punched the monster. It flew into a tree, the trunk cracking from the impact. Sadly though, now that spent all that she didn't have anything left to increase her running speed.
Misha rolled her eyes and scowled as Mare refused to take her dagger, shaking her head not convinced "If you say so, but don't complain to me if you end up getting hurt!" She slide the dagger back into its leather sheathe, and moved to the front playfully shoving you aside "You get to support me from the back, O Wielder of Poseidon's Wrath." Her voice carrying a slight mocking tone. The two of you run towards the sounds you heard earlier, hoping that they were still alive.
You come upon the wider area of the corridor, called a room, where you believed the screaming to have originated. There is nothing but a few spots of blood and black ash on the ground, but no signs of a grievous injury. It was a safe bet that whoever had been attacked had taken care of the threat and moved farther up ahead, where the dungeon begins to have many intersections and paths "Looks like they're gone now." Misha says not hearing anything right now at the moment.
You head off deeper into the first floor of the dungeon where the coward adventurer came from, feeling good after defeating two kobolds on your own. Unbeknownst to you, there are two adventurers from another familia following your trail. There are multiple offshoots off the current corridor you, most of them having a special designation in the guild's handbook. You are currently on a route suggested by your guild advisor. A small amount of time passes and you reach a room that widens out, four hallways including yours connecting to it. In the middle is a small group of goblins, about six in total, huddled together. The moment you step in the room they appear to be alerted to your presence and let out a small shriek before coming for you. It is well known to you that the kobolds you just killed are harder monsters than the goblins you face now.
As you collect the stones, you also pick up a drop-item: a kobold's fang. Amrec follows behind you "The first step to being an adventurer is simply surviving. Could you have done better? Of course." He said plainly "But you're young and green. Keep surviving, and soon these kobolds will be nothing to you." His voice carrying an almost wise-sage quality about it. Once all of the items were collected, Amrec motioned to continue down the path.
The corridors often changes in width and openings to other paths come and go, but for the most part the appearance of the first floor doesn't change. Amrec stops suddenly drawing both of his axes, and grunts with disdain. Once you catch up, you see what it is that has him agitated. An animated skeleton with drabs of cloth is standing still, a rusted long-sword clutched it its hand. Inside its eyes are simply green glowing orbs that give off little light. From out of view, three more join it and they begin advancing "Gruh. Skeleton warriors...they should be a few floors lower." He mutters angrily to himself, but clearly able to be heard "Kurvia, watch my back. You're not ready for these ones yet." He orders firmly and heads off to meet the four skeleton warriors.
Metal clashes against metal as he fights them, though its clear he can handle this. Behind you hear several high pitched squeals, as two goblins come forward brandishing nothing more crude stone axe.
You dodge the first goblin's attack with ease, the force of its swing pulling it forward and vulnerable to your strike. The monster disintegrate into black ash and shadow, the kick having shattered its neck. With the second goblin not waiting to strike, you barely manage to avoid getting a dagger in your rib-cage and instead received a small scratch instead. 'Tis but a flesh wound, as they would say. The goblin tries to scratch at your arm with its pathetic claws but you get a good grip on its wrist and yank it forward, the monster hurtling towards its impending doom.
While you went after the two goblins, the other three tried to move around and surround you. The first goblin in unable to land a hit and goes down relatively easily while the other's attack is deflected from any vital points and falls as well, both exploding into dust and shadow. You manage to get fall back before the other three can close in, though they nearly got close enough to strike. Now that you have given some distance, the three goblins are forced to chase after you. A longer range weapon would have made taking care of these goblins a piece of cake, but so far your plan was working.
If is wasn't for the bow at the end of her hair, there would be strands flying off in every direction as she ran. Sovereign Right was more in its compacted form, resting in its holster on her backs, so that she could run with less effort. She had no intentions of finding her partner right at this moment, they would find each other at the end right?
It was hard to miss the tiger faunas with the two, ethereal tiger spirits following her. Ghost Tigers? Now that was pretty cool. No one else seemed to be around so Cinna approached her "Yo Xinyue!" She caled out, slowing down as she got within proper speaking distance. "Looks like you survived the landing alright." Her voice infused with humor. Shark girl or robo-dude would have been cool options but now she knew Xinyue could make phantom tigers, it raised her coolness level with her.
She hoped Xinyue was just as fast as a tiger, the impact from landing had given Cinna a bit of juice so she had been using it run faster. Even though there was no spoken reward for getting there first, Cinna wanted the acknowledgement that she was there before anyone else.
Sharp claws and snarling teeth come closer as you make your move. The blade cuts into the kobold's flesh but it does not fully stop the monster's attack. A sharp pain erupts in your shoulder as as razor-like claws slice across. Warm blood begins to soak the fabric however it is not a deep wound. After the exchanging of blows, the kobold is left much worse off and it falls...disintegrating into nothing but ash and shadows. The small victory is yours.
Up ahead, the last of the kobolds fall by Amrec's hand and he comes back to you. His two axes return to their place on his hips and he pats you on the back of the shoulder not wounded. Speaking of which, the bleeding had pretty much stopped already "Not too bad, I must say." A warm smile on his face as he picked up the stone dropped and extended it in an open hand to you "Now that you've killed your first monster, I think its safe to say you're a real adventurer now." Over where Amrec had been fighting, several more stones glistening in the light.
Teeth shatter as your uppercut connects, throwing the beast off-balance and unable to properly attack you. The final kick to its chest is enough to fell the monster, its body shattering into nothing but black dust leaving behind a single crystal in its place. However taking that one out gave enough time for the other kobold to come at you once more. A single claw rips the skin of your leg, a long gash appearing along its length. The attack was not in vain as your kick also connects, smashing the kobold's skull and forcing to face the same fate as its partner.
You have accomplished what that other adventurer could not handle and while you have take some damage, victory is nonetheless yours right now. Now that you are no longer in imminent danger, you spot one of the kobold's fangs near the stone it dropped. A drop item to be precise, something that is a little more valuable than just the stone.
The goblin stopped its wild frenzy just as the sword pierced its chest, causing a violent shock throughout its entire body. It turned out that channeling crackling shot through the sword allowed the weapon to act like a high-speed projectile. The goblin is vanquished as you run up, the sword dropping to the ground and ultimately shattering before you could reach it. The only remnant of the weapon is the handle. Misha uses her hand to wipes some sweat from her fore-head, letting out a sigh of relief "We did it Mare! But what about that person that was yelling earlier? We should go see if they are okay!" She said with worry, her hearing was much better than yours after all. Four stones lay where you vanquished the goblins, Misha already picking them up so the two of you could head out.
Misha sees that your weapon is destroyed and frowns "Mare, look what you did to your sword already. Lucky for you I have a spare dagger!" Misha reaches to a sheath on her thigh and pulls out a ordinary-looking dagger, the kind the guild gives out to most adventurers to start out. Her hand holds out the weapon, expecting you to take it.
The two goblins wasted no time in coming after you, one slightly ahead of the other. They were not incredibly fast or strong, but you had the feeling that in enough numbers they could present a real threat. The first goblin swung its crude knife as it got close, slightly off to your right, aiming for your chest. The second goblin came up quickly behind, moving more to your left and lifted its weapon above its head in preparation to stab your side.
You meet the goblin head-on and attempt to disarm it, however the club comes down hard on your hand. The feeling is much like punching a solid rock with all of your force. Focused on striking your hand, the goblin can't react to your dagger coming at it. The blade slices deep into the soft flesh, the eyes of the goblin shredded rendering it blind. Already wounded, the impact from the kick is more than the goblin seems able to handle and it bursts into ash and shadows that seep into the ground. A single, small stone left its place. The eyes that glowed down the corridor now can be put to bodies, as five regular goblins come out from the shadows and begin to charge towards you.
Cinna was tempted to sneak out when everyone was sleeping and have a little explore around the school to satisfy her curiosity, but her conscience, despite its small voice, convinced her to simply call it in for the night. The chance to look around would come soon enough.
Next morning, she got up and took care of all her hygiene needs like brushing her teeth and such. The outfit she had picked out for today was her absolute favorite, it was light as allowed her to move well while looking cool. There wasn't a lot of conservation before, during, or even really after breakfast. Cinna didn't mind because it allowed her to focus on the luxury breakfast in front of her that she took her time enjoying. Her mind only started to think about the fact they would be picking teams today when she had finished. It was not a huge deal who her team was going to be, they would either get along with her or they would bend a knee. There simply was no other choice for them.
Cinna walked up to her locker and put in her code, giving her access to Sovereign Right. A smile came over her lips as she retrieved it, the weapon currently in its compact-carrying mode. The weapon was much more than a simple tool to use against the Grimm for her, it was the symbol of her determination to become a huntress. She slid its holster around her chest but she didn't place it in just yet, she wanted to hold it for the ride to the initiation grounds. A fierceness shined in her eyes as the locker was closed. There was no going back for her. It was this or nothing. No one was going to stand in her way.
Her foot tapped gently as she sat in her seat, eager to get out of this machine and into the fight. Was she nervous? Sure, anyone would be but she would be damned she if let anyone else see it. Sovereign Right sat in her lap, hand tightly gripped around its handle, when the headmaster decided to finally start talking. So it was completely random then? A smirk crossed her lips. Aeshcel sure won't be happy about that. She was already planning on get to the ruins first, the spirit of competition burning deep in her chest.
"Oh, and when I said a few minutes, I meant ten seconds ago."
Wait, what? Cinna didn't get to properly process that thought before the whole lot of them were being dropped from the sky. As the air flew into her face, she started to laugh as Sovereign Right extended to its full length "Woohoo!" She screamed out in joy. Though it was technically falling, she felt like she was flying through the air. Alright, Cinna, what the is the game plan? Not smash into the ground, that was goal number 1. She pointed the lance-weapon behind her as she got closer and closer to the ground. Once she reached the tree-tops, she activated the thrusters on Sovereign Right at full power which slowed down her velocity while pushing her forward. Her feet touched the ground and slid a few feet, like dirt-surfing, due to the speed she retained.
She immediately turned to her scroll to see where these ruins were supposedly located. After studying for a few seconds, she nodded to herself in confirmation "Got it. No time to lose, gotta get moving." She said to herself and started sprinting in the direction she believed the ruins to be while watching for other students and Grimm. Honestly, she would cool with any of those from last night. They didn't seem like rough characters so it would be easy to operate around them. Adrenaline was still flowing through her veins from the drop and she was looking for a fight along the way. It would be boring to reach the ruins and not meet any Grimm along the way.