The flames licked at the armour... but once again, his blow did little to offset the huge beast as it prepared for another swing. But finally, Vane came to his rescue, striking at the side of the beast with his mighty blade. It still didn't hurt it, but it offset the monster's stance long enough that Eldarin could see the slight gaps in parts of the armour, namely around the chest area connecting to the torso below it. The beast turned on Vane and began ruthlessly attacking him, giving Eldarin a little recovery time.
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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The blade was exposed but as his blade struck the head of the legion... it didn't even flinch. The armour was too thick for him to hurt whatever it was that laid beneath. And for his folly, Eldarin suffered as the beast lashed out with its other blade, cutting him across the stomach.
Vane was still frozen as the legion closed the gap between itself and Eldarin, this time going for a forward lunge with its left blade, no way to roll back for this one. As it attacked Vane seemed to come around and return to reality.
Vane was shaking nearby to him, the knight was taken aback even more than Eldarin was, and at first, didn't seem to register what he'd said to him, clutching his sword and his armour clattering slightly. The legion advanced on Eldarin, its metal clad limbs walking in tandem so it scuttled across the ground with surprising speed. Before he knew it, it was upon him, the sword wielding part towering over him as it swung both its blades forward at him in a cross motion.
"A wonderful performance." Dren toted slightly with a brush of the brim of his hat, his summon fading as his clothes and cane retook their normal, more pristine appearences. In his head, Dren heard the familiar voice of his chattering little sidekick.
"We did real good there huh? I made a good debut! I bet everyone's really impressed, oh! Do you think you could introduce me, Mr Rache? Pleaaaaaaase?" a squeaky and annoying voice echoed around his head.
"Do be quiet." Dren chastised him mentally. "We're in company, even if they know i'm talking to you, I don't want to go showing you off whilst we're in the middle of dangerous territory. Besides, I have work to do."
"All work and no play Mr Rache! Just give me a chance to say hiiiiiii!" The rat insisted as Dren began to try to tune him out for the time being, his left eyebrow twitching instinctively, as it did so when he was annoyed.
"Yes, I can do that. I need to do some collecting anyhow." Dren rummaged inside his coat and flipped a leather bag out, going around and collecting up the bits of metal and slipping them into the bag. Once he was done, he went over to the spring and took a pair of flasks out of his sleeves, filling both up with the water. And once that was done, he began whooshing around the area, picking at some grass here, snapping up a mushroom there, placing them into a secondary bag and slipping that back into his cloak. The first bag, with the metal inside, he returned to Cassius.
"I'm all thumbs with smithing, sir. I'll trust you to transfer this to the right person... or just keep it, either works." he said before he handed over the bag and made his way back toward the wreckage. Now that he had the right materials, it was time to get to work. He'd need to bust out some old classics if he was to keep this group afloat for god knows how much longer they'd be out here.
"We did real good there huh? I made a good debut! I bet everyone's really impressed, oh! Do you think you could introduce me, Mr Rache? Pleaaaaaaase?" a squeaky and annoying voice echoed around his head.
"Do be quiet." Dren chastised him mentally. "We're in company, even if they know i'm talking to you, I don't want to go showing you off whilst we're in the middle of dangerous territory. Besides, I have work to do."
"All work and no play Mr Rache! Just give me a chance to say hiiiiiii!" The rat insisted as Dren began to try to tune him out for the time being, his left eyebrow twitching instinctively, as it did so when he was annoyed.
"Yes, I can do that. I need to do some collecting anyhow." Dren rummaged inside his coat and flipped a leather bag out, going around and collecting up the bits of metal and slipping them into the bag. Once he was done, he went over to the spring and took a pair of flasks out of his sleeves, filling both up with the water. And once that was done, he began whooshing around the area, picking at some grass here, snapping up a mushroom there, placing them into a secondary bag and slipping that back into his cloak. The first bag, with the metal inside, he returned to Cassius.
"I'm all thumbs with smithing, sir. I'll trust you to transfer this to the right person... or just keep it, either works." he said before he handed over the bag and made his way back toward the wreckage. Now that he had the right materials, it was time to get to work. He'd need to bust out some old classics if he was to keep this group afloat for god knows how much longer they'd be out here.
Vane walked in beside him, glancing around the room with a certain curiosity to him. He seemed to shiver slightly, as if he felt something... as Eldarin reached the desk, he could see from the parchments that the captain signed papers from this desk, mostly orders from the local ruler, but nothing of real interest... and just as he was about to grab the key, a large shadow from above rapidly began to descend, the owner of said shadow landing with a loud crash upon the ground and both men were confronted with a monstrous creature.
The beast itself was decked all over in suits of armour, similar to the ones the torso beasts had wrapped around their bodies. A lot of breastplates with armoured arms clinging to the floor, connecting at the neck and at the waist with one another, forming a long centipede-like body of armoured suits. At the head of this great beast was the top half of a knight, wearing a helmet with two prongs and wielding a pair of scimitars, leering down at him from below the visor of its helmet. The creature reared up slightly and let out a horrific screech, the sound of metal scraping against metal rang around the room as it announced its battle cry.
The beast itself was decked all over in suits of armour, similar to the ones the torso beasts had wrapped around their bodies. A lot of breastplates with armoured arms clinging to the floor, connecting at the neck and at the waist with one another, forming a long centipede-like body of armoured suits. At the head of this great beast was the top half of a knight, wearing a helmet with two prongs and wielding a pair of scimitars, leering down at him from below the visor of its helmet. The creature reared up slightly and let out a horrific screech, the sound of metal scraping against metal rang around the room as it announced its battle cry.
As they entered the armoury, it became clear this was the largest room in the entire temple. There were lines of weapon racks on either wall, training dummies standing in the midst of the room with marks of blades and clubs smashed into them. The ceiling of this room was dark as only two meagre torches lit it. In the middle of the room was a small table and chair, a desk of sorts with some parchment... and there, left behind on one of the scrolls was an old iron key.
"Well... those were some dire straights, weren't they?" Vane tried to lighten the mood a little as his strength returned and beneath his armour, his wounds were healed up. Once they were ready to move on, a door marked "Armoury" laid ahead of them.
"Of course I can, your highness." Dren glanced toward the princess at her question. Together they were quite easily handling this beast, the combined flurry of varying attacks, the quick movements of the cat lady, the fire containment from her ally, that bizarre growth from Hitori and added onto that Cassius and Blank's work, they were safely stifling this stumbling beast.
And Dren by now just wanted to finish the thing off, pointing his cane at it as it channeled his magic. "Begone, filthy creature." He commanded as lightning burst from his staff in a brilliant jagged strike of white light, striking the beast in the side and riddling its body with coursing volts, the metal conducting and circulating the beast with the electrical current.
And Dren by now just wanted to finish the thing off, pointing his cane at it as it channeled his magic. "Begone, filthy creature." He commanded as lightning burst from his staff in a brilliant jagged strike of white light, striking the beast in the side and riddling its body with coursing volts, the metal conducting and circulating the beast with the electrical current.
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