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The Five Senses

Thanks for the summary. I will get a reply up within the next 24 hours.

The Five Senses

I'm still around, just wasn't sure what to post next and have been occupied lately :/

Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

I'm trying to imagine An-Hasst in that situation. Maybe like this ?

youtube.com/watch?v=3YaTlkmjy-Y

Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

An-Hasst took a massive leap to the left flank of the group. At this point the more elven part of his blood probably became very obvious as he, in full spite of his colossal size, was very fast to be in the air and following a more or less unplanned trajectory right into the nearby bushes. Luckily for him armor of pretty much any kind had a massive tendency to prove helpful in the midst of thorns -- not like those would have been any protection against this kind of predator. The beast looked as if it would eat Argon alive happily, if necessary.

His melee weaponry would hardly be of any use here and in fact the Skayleigh doubted that anyone's truly would, unless one was extremely daredevil and halfway immune to massive tails flailing around. Aside from this he had dropped his halberd before the leap anyway in favor of maneuverability. As An-Hasst reached for his crossbow, he silently asked himself how the villagers and themselves had been able to miss that creature all the time. Suspicion that the Dorcha had something to do with it were not far away, didn't solve the problem however: They had been in their underground network, too. So the only theory involving the Dorcha that sounded halfway reasonable was also the most uncomforting one: That thing had been brought here very recently and on purpose.

The first bolt was launched with a hissing noise accompanying it. Believing that the beast might be able to backtrack the impact, the Skayleigh changed position immediately afterwards, but didn't leave the thickest he had maneuvered himself into. Maybe that wooden mess might actually be useful in terms of reducing one's visibility and hopefully his sideways attack would help confusing the enemy.

@POOHEAD189@Gardevoiran@The Fated Fallen@BCTheEntity@Stormflyx@Mortarion

Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

@POOHEAD189 I hope you feel better now ? :)

Gonna try and get something up within the next bunch of hours.

Gurr'Kha - The Dead World

@Gordoth Yeah sorry. I need to catch up on the current state of things first, then I'll try to make a decent post. I know I suck... :/

The Five Senses

So my boss has dictated a strict ban on any more overtime for me -- something that even my project manager will have to obey to with his plans. I have slight hopes that this might improve my responsiveness in the future... :/

The Five Senses

Týfurkh

It would hardly have required any more than just one of the ordinary five human senses in order to recognize that the woman he had just lifted up onto the roof was not amused at all by what he had just done. She probably was cursing more than half of the city had done... when it had still been alive, of course. Part of his mind was having troubles resisting the temptation to ponder about the irony of her cursing: All that random fuss actually only helped to diminish the effect of being actually pissed off. If a bad mood was the only mood one had noone would take it seriously anymore on the long run. Should he tell her about that ? Maybe not that of a good idea: Instead of reducing the randomness she could just boost the remainder even further...

Týfurkh glanced at Chres, then at the magical contraption he had just formed. Quite impressive one had to say, clearly. He was not worried at all about it holding, but moreso about the roof that was at the end of it. The tiles and struts were sagging beneath his armored feet. If the girl he just helped up here would see this she'd probably spot the opportunity for an immediate tit-for-tat response, but if he'd actually break through the structure and fall onto the floor below it would be a lot worse.

He was on the verge of saying 'Thanks!' and apologizing for the circumstances he created, but it never came that far. Right in front of his eyes the effects of the rapid and unexpected application of force and torque unfolded. Chres' head slammed right onto the roof very hard, but for no reason that was immediately obvious. Only when Týfurkh noticed the dry voice shouting at them he started to comprehend that this maybe had not been a simple mishap, but something else... He had no knowledge about everyone's voice so far, but there was something evil to it that didn't originate from the spoken words themselves.

In one quick move, Týfurkh detached the crossbow from his back and grabbed it firmly with both hands. A clicking sound indicated that the locking mechanism was disengaged. A bolt was already loaded, so the thing was ready. But... where to aim ? And would this kind of weapon even be effective ? At least he wouldn't lie if he'd say that he didn't know who the healer was...

The Five Senses

Lovely posts I have to say! Let's see when I can get that heap of junk that is myself moving and get out a reply. Should reply to one or two other roleplays as well.

Into The Dark: Tales of Maroleth

I've been trying to figure out what would be a reasonable thing to post next, but have not come to a true conclusion so far. This might very well be attributed to my week-long utter lack of enthusiasm for RPing. I don't know how this will develop, but for the meantime I'd like to ask for a one-time skip this posting round for me so I don't keep blocking you.