Fetzen

Torn Across the Rift

Vaughtar

For a brief moment, Vaughtar stared at himself with eyes wide open as he saw what started to happen to the liquid filth that was sticking to him. He had never seen such magic before, but after a few seconds it could easily be seen that it was very far away from the plethora of mailicious applications of magic in his own world of origin.

"I'm Vaughtar, a gargoyle." he replied politely, though the extremely chesty and roaring nature of his voice probably made this a bit harder to find out. "Do you know what a gargoyle is ?" he added towards Rockin'. He decided to answer his questions first before asking his own. And he had some -- unicorns didn't exist in Munimis.

Unlike Shannon he had no intend to look back down into this annoying pitfall to see the ball of contaminated water vanish in there. He had been down there himself and even though it had only been for a few seconds it had sufficed to make him feel really... ugly. Vaughtar was however interested into what answer Rockin' would give to her questions.

Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

"Eight... feet ?" The Drabarian arched an eyebrow and made it obvious that he had some concerns. If spears any longer than eight feet were not a good idea, how was the situation about people being taller than eight feet ? He was aware that this would most likely only affect him, but that made the prospect of having to crawl and squeeze through everything no less horrifying. Hopefully the field of battle would at least be broad enough...

"Anyway. I thank you and the guild for the precious offer." Othiosiya bowed in front of Kayden a bit, then put down his enormous spear onto an adjacent table which he believed did belong to the smithy so it wouldn't get lost there. Having done this, there was hardly anything left to do but stand and wait. Or better: Sit and wait. In any case it was probably a wise decision to stop blocking other people's paths and get out of here.

"Shall I stay here or will I get notified once the work is complete ?" he addressed their captain again. "In the latter case what's the next item on our schedule ?"

@BCTheEntity@POOHEAD189@rush99999@Tangletail@Jollan@MiddleEarthRoze

Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

Going to post today once I've slept.

Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

I want to convert to negative mass to automatically move away from work when it approaches me and be able to claim that it's within my very nature without lying.

Torn Across the Rift

@RokkuHoshi Why ?

𝔻𝕚𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕕 𝔼𝕪𝕖𝕤 [𝔽𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕞𝕤, 𝕆𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝𝕤, 𝔸𝕝𝕝 𝔸𝕣𝕖 𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖]

Either my browser(s) are severely misconfigured or you're using a font which cannot reliably be depended on to be available on the reader's computers. I can only see missing-glyph-blocks here except for Chrome.

Maybe you could provide a copy of the text in a hider in a more safe font ? :)

@Dewey Deftones

Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

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Pft, it's a worse idea when you're not actually comfortable with using a spear or an axe.

@Tangletail

My character is using a spear, a damn large one. So even though he's very used to it this assignment could be interesting for him.

_{*ssshhh, whispers* "Call in the 'dozers. I need this battlefield to be prepared for my fighting style!"
*whispers back* "Why don't we directly plate the 'dozers with valdium and get them blessed ? Wouldn't that be a massive shortcut ?
*shouts out loudly* "DO YOU WANNA MAKE ME HOME- AND JOBLESS ?}

Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

It occurs to me that I can't really post as Settionne until @Fetzen posts as An-Hasst. This is important for him anyway, since he only has one day left before he runs out of time to post.

@BCTheEntity

You've irritated the holy spirits of procrastination and insecurity about what to do, so now earn your punishment and be enslaved by your keyboard! I've posted!

Speaking of which... It appears that your statement doesn't lack any correctness not only with regard to me, but also with regard to the others. Go people, go!

Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

It took a few seconds for An-Hasst's surprise to turn into a certain feeling of triumph. The very flamboyant, but obviously no less flawed magic of that strange woman that had almost occurred out of nowhere just like herself gave him confirmation that one should not trust everyone just because he looked trustworthy (which Mags had not done in his eyes anyway!). If eyes could speak the stare of his would have told the priest just that.

However there was another chain of events unfolding rapidly at is seemed. The dwarf, let's say, 'tunneled' through the bushes. At close to eight feet the obstacle was far more significant for the half-giant though as there was much more surface area available for any thorns, branches and leaves so impact on. An-Hasst pulled the hood of his armored cloak as deep into his face as he could, barely leaving enough of a slot of vision to navigate.

Worgs ? Did an inhabitant of the Kaelic isles have to know much about that living phenomenon if one was going to kill it anyway ? Well... from a good soldier's and tactician's point of view hell yes, one should! That didn't chance anything about the actual void the Skayleigh's memory returned once asked for information about them. They had to be fierce, ugly and despicable beings though, given the carnage he could now see as he made his way into the ruined village.

He spent a moment to watch what Settionne would be doing ? Would he try to hide behind him or would he pull his weight and fight properly ? He would've never admitted it openly, but actually he now had a vital interest in the priest's survival. Who knew what injuries would need urgent treatment once this was over ? So the decision was made not to try and kick the man's butt if he'd go for the former option.

The watch was a very momentary one though. There was no time to loose to find some suitable defensive position. An-Hasst deeply disliked the fact that they were forced to fight inside this maze of ruins. His crossbow's strengths were enormous firepower and range, but in here the latter advantage was almost completely irrelevant while time for reloading was not. Therefore the Skayleigh didn't bother himself with preparing an initial shot (which wasn't ready not only because of the permanent tension on the bow but also because the thing would've been in permanent danger to be triggered accidentally while being strapped to his back or getting packed), but straightforwardly reached for the two long bajonets. Being the impersonation of size and muscle he was the Skayleigh looked like he'd try to fight his way out using brute force.

@The Fated Fallen@BCTheEntity@Sypherkhode822@POOHEAD189@Banana@Ink Blood

Into The Dark: Mercenaries (Heroes of Fame and Fortune)

Spears are a good idea too, as long as they're less than eight feet. We'll be fighting in close quarters. @POOHEAD189

My character's more than eight feet. Damn!