"Good call." Vane joined him swiftly and prepared his blade as they entered the next room. This looked more akin to a barracks area with a small area for meals to be prepared, clear by the pots and pans and cutlery on the side. There were also stairs leading upward to a second floor. There were no signs of any enemies, no statues or skittering critters.
CadenGallic
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Pepsiman's apprentice, Pepsimaxman.
STATUS: If your ears are burning, it means someone is talking about you. Usually they're saying "He's on fire." 10 yrs ago
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If your ears are burning, it means someone is talking about you. Usually they're saying "He's on fire."
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Notice: I'll be going away from the 9th to the 19th, I might still be able to update at least partially, but I can't confirm this, so expect me to be absent.
10 yrs ago
This land is littered with lunatics and killers, they smile like crocodiles while they beat you like gorillas.
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Name's Caden Gallic, been going by that name for a good few years now.
Long time RPer, maker of ideas and characters and stuff, love creating in general.
I like vidya games. Movies and stuff. Books and manga.
Um... I like cheese?
That's all I can think of.
Long time RPer, maker of ideas and characters and stuff, love creating in general.
I like vidya games. Movies and stuff. Books and manga.
Um... I like cheese?
That's all I can think of.
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"Well then... I suppose I am ready to continue whenever you are, my friend." Vane glanced at the door on the wall and then at the padlock. "I regret to say even my mighty blade could not shatter the lock..." He grumbled slightly at that fact. A slight chilled breeze blew in from the portcullis barred exit, a slightly orange light glowing from the other side. The sun would soon begin to set.
"Aye, I can safely see the appeal in that I suppose. If the tales are true, of course." Vane chuckled slightly, seemingly a little more skeptical of such ideas. After all, he was still new to these lands. "I do wonder though... the idea of becoming a being close to the gods we know of and worship... what would that be like?" he ruminated thoughtfully, placing a metal coated hand to his chin.
"Ah, thank you." Vane graciously took the potion and swilled it around slightly in front of his helmeted head, recognizing the substance quickly.
"So tell me, friend." Vane turned to look upon Eldarin, a curious hint in his tone. "What brings you to this accursed place? I do not wish to doubt your reasoning, I am simply curious."
"So tell me, friend." Vane turned to look upon Eldarin, a curious hint in his tone. "What brings you to this accursed place? I do not wish to doubt your reasoning, I am simply curious."
At the end of the darkened corridor, they came upon a larger area with no clear enemies. It seemed they could finally catch their breath for a moment.
On the western wall was a heavy iron portcullis, currently down, barring an exit from the temple. It was linked by chain to a crank, which was currently locked in place by a heavy looking padlock. The exit led to what looked like a rocky canyon up ahead. He could spot the river outside too, running down a bit of the canyon and going under the temple itself. Inside the room itself, there was a small table in the middle and a door on the northern wall.
Vane took the moment to lean against the eastern wall and sigh in relief.
On the western wall was a heavy iron portcullis, currently down, barring an exit from the temple. It was linked by chain to a crank, which was currently locked in place by a heavy looking padlock. The exit led to what looked like a rocky canyon up ahead. He could spot the river outside too, running down a bit of the canyon and going under the temple itself. Inside the room itself, there was a small table in the middle and a door on the northern wall.
Vane took the moment to lean against the eastern wall and sigh in relief.
Vane ducked just in time as the blade skewered the second creature, causing it to spasm a few times before it died on the length of metal. Vane sighed in relief.
"Thank you."
"Thank you."
The little blighter caught a face full of blade, running it through marvellously as it fell to the ground dead. Vane was having issue with his opponent, his far bigger sword lacked the precision strikes that Eldarin's blade could afford him, and thus, his blade was simply batting back the torso beast with each strike.
Dren had found himself a little corner the prior night and had tipped his hat brim over his face so as not to be disturbed by a morning of descending light. Turns out it didn't work too well... this was hardly his preferred choice of sleeping spot, after all. Were he to fall asleep sitting he'd prefer to do so in a fine armchair with a good book. No such things available in the forest of death and lung choking fog, sadly. And he was awoken by a booming voice that practically jolted him out of a particularly odd dream involving a chicken becoming an egg and vice versa.
"Blimey..." he muttered as he stood up and brushed himself down and set his top hat back in its rightful position atop his bonce. He took a moment to cast his gaze around the ship. Everyone seemed to be preparing to move out, something he was more than fine with. The large one he had helped yesterday seemed to be recovering nicely, the fox was being prodded by... the princess of all people. Hm. He didn't think it would be proper of a princess... or was it queens he was thinking of? Whatever, not his business. The ladies from last night seemed more than occupied too.
Aaaaand the one person Dren actually trusted slightly had just stormed out... mentioning something about clearing a path. He was torn slightly, half of him considering it wouldn't be worth going after him in a state such as this, not to mention that Blank person had also gone... but on the other hand, were he to be a beneficiary to their group, his potions and concoctions would be his best bet... and he knew his cloak contained a decent amount of empty glassware right now. He couldn't whip up anything too complex given he was in the wild without the proper tools for big time potions... but if he could even just find a few simple herbs and materials, he might at the very least be able to provide something for the group, a handy healing potion per person would certainly be useful... he only lamented not being able to sell them. He could try but in this climate, he'd be asking for trouble.
With a stamp of his cane on the ground, he headed out, not uttering a word to the others, they'd barely noticed him at this point anyway, he found the two duelists going at it nearby and decided to wait until they done or he could catch their attention before he spoke up.
"Pardon the intrusion." he began formally with a slight tip of his hat. "I overheard mention of a healing spring and furthermore, a need to clear a path. I'd like to accompany you myself. More hands to carry supplies, and if I can find some good ingredients, we can hand out some proper curatives to the group before we proceed anywhere danger... well, more dangerous." he corrected himself mid sentence.
"Blimey..." he muttered as he stood up and brushed himself down and set his top hat back in its rightful position atop his bonce. He took a moment to cast his gaze around the ship. Everyone seemed to be preparing to move out, something he was more than fine with. The large one he had helped yesterday seemed to be recovering nicely, the fox was being prodded by... the princess of all people. Hm. He didn't think it would be proper of a princess... or was it queens he was thinking of? Whatever, not his business. The ladies from last night seemed more than occupied too.
Aaaaand the one person Dren actually trusted slightly had just stormed out... mentioning something about clearing a path. He was torn slightly, half of him considering it wouldn't be worth going after him in a state such as this, not to mention that Blank person had also gone... but on the other hand, were he to be a beneficiary to their group, his potions and concoctions would be his best bet... and he knew his cloak contained a decent amount of empty glassware right now. He couldn't whip up anything too complex given he was in the wild without the proper tools for big time potions... but if he could even just find a few simple herbs and materials, he might at the very least be able to provide something for the group, a handy healing potion per person would certainly be useful... he only lamented not being able to sell them. He could try but in this climate, he'd be asking for trouble.
With a stamp of his cane on the ground, he headed out, not uttering a word to the others, they'd barely noticed him at this point anyway, he found the two duelists going at it nearby and decided to wait until they done or he could catch their attention before he spoke up.
"Pardon the intrusion." he began formally with a slight tip of his hat. "I overheard mention of a healing spring and furthermore, a need to clear a path. I'd like to accompany you myself. More hands to carry supplies, and if I can find some good ingredients, we can hand out some proper curatives to the group before we proceed anywhere danger... well, more dangerous." he corrected himself mid sentence.
As they continued along the darkened corridor, it started to show a larger room ahead with a light of some kind. But as they continued, there were two loud thuds in the darkness, one in front of them and one behind, Vane turning quickly to attack the torso beast in front of him, whilst the other sprang at Eldarin's chest, snapping its vicious little jaws.
The critter let out a harsh squeal as he'd done well to hit its flesh rather than its armour. Vane swiftly booted it into the darkness as it became a pyre in its death.
"What manner of devil is that..." he commented, fear lacing his words.
"What manner of devil is that..." he commented, fear lacing his words.
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