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Ascension 3: A return to Chaos

Somewhere out in the world....

A group of bandits can be seen destroying a small town, their leader a rather large and intimidating Tyro.

"Aight boys! Let show the world what happens to fuckin deadbeats that don't pay their protection on time!!!" the leader exclaimed,  "KILL ALL THE MEN!!! Heheheh, the women and children have their... uses"

One of the bandits stood over a man that had been defending his wife and children. A vile smile spread across the bandit's face as he raised his blade for the finishing blow he was gonna get some action tonight.

Out of nowhere, a shadow passed over passed over the bandit, simultaneously hitting him with a powerful gust of wind. The man on the ground trembled in awe as he realized that the bandit standing over him had just been cut in half.  A hero had arrived to save the village.

The leader of the bandit crew witnessed the majority of his subordinates nigh-instantaneously suffer the same fate as the hero suddenly appeared before him.

A look of terror overtook the bandit leader's face as he stammered out a few words, ”You are more studious than I had thought.” This strange statement suddenly confused the hero, "Wha-" the hero began to respond before getting interrupted by the bandit leader lunging forward in an attempt to gut the hero.

Sidestepping the desperate attack, the hero sliced diagonally through the Tyro's head. The threat now neutralized, the hero began to slowly approach the village. Without warning, a blade suddenly sprouted from the Seraph's chest, the half headless bandits corpse leaned forward, whispering in the dying Hero's ear, "You're coming with us!"

The world around them began to spin, getting faster with

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@Dread@Rai@RumikoOhara@Jollan
Mason awoke with a start, a book stuck to his face as he violently sat up.   He had no idea what had happened, or why there were so many people he didn't know crowding the library, with a pink-winged seraphim vouching for Dremmick over some unknown quarrel. As soon as the guards left, Mason looked around the room with a confused expression.

"The hell did Dremmick do??!?!"

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

@Jangel13 the "I'm an idiot" facade

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

@Jangel13 okay, so I can still keep the facade going?

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

@Jangel13 so do I have to follow shirila if I want to devote myself to Gatoven?

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

Finally got a post up

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

Hobgoblin Ren

Aftermath /// Late Mourning>>> Early Afternoon // Day 5

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@Jangel13
Watching the Alpha's final stand; the wolf pitifully growling as it's life slowly faded, nearly brought Ren to tears. To waste the knowledge aquired from killing such a magnificent creature would be disrespectful to the memory of It's life, but first, to ease his own conscience, Ren first needed to put an end to the suffering of the rest of the wolves.

Going around to each of the traps, his heart heavy with grief, Ren put the wolves out of their misery, one by one. However, the mighty Hobgoblin hesitated as he reached the final wolf.  This one was smaller than the others, clearly just barely old enough to hunt. The spear that it had run into drove shallowly into it's left shoulder, not deep enough to kill, but deep enough that the wolf would bleed out if something was not done.

As Ren approached, the young wolf let out what was a mixture of a whimper and a growl; clearly fearful for it's life as it snapped it jaws in defense.  A large, grey hand shot forward, grabbing the wolf's muzzle, clamping it tightly shut as it brought the wolf's eyes up to the Hobgoblin's own. "I am your Alpha now... Ren growled as he used  [Pack Leader], "Hold still". Slowly, he moved his hands to the the wound, holding it tightly shut as he carefully pulled the tip of the spear from the wolf's shoulder.  Dropping the bloodied spear on the ground, Ren clenched the wound with both of his hands until the bleeding finally stopped. 

Knowing that such a solution would only be temporary, Ren knew he had to find some way to bind the wound shut.  Looking around, he noticed that a few of the surrounding trees had  papery, thin bark. Taking a sharp rock, he peeled several long pieces of bark from one of the trees before tearing each piece into multiple razor-thin strips.  Twisting several strips together and tying a large knot (proportion wise) on one end, Ren was able to create a primitive form of incredibly thin rope. Pulling a small rib from one of the nearby wolf corpses, the Hobgoblin used his sword to fashion the bone into a small soucher.

Now with the nessessary tools, Ren threaded the rope through the needle before tying it on. Sticking the needle through the wolf's skin, Ren threaded it side-to-side in a zig-zag pattern, pulling each stitch tight as he went along. Several minutes of meticulous work seemed to pay off, the stitches holding as the Hobgoblin finished his work; tying another large knot at the end and cutting off the excess rope.

Stepping back, Ren looked upon his handiwork with pride. Thanks to his quick thinking and creativity, this wolf would (hopefully) live. Tying the remainder of the rope as well as his needle around his wrist, Ren then began to gather up the wolf corpses. With all corpses in tow, and ready to leave, Ren lifted the wolf he saved; still weak from blood loss, onto his shoulders. Grabbing the rest of the Wolves by the scruff of their necks, and holding his sword in his mouth, the Hobgoblin began his arduous journey back to his hidden shrine.

Though extremly exhausting due to the sheer weight of the corpses, Ren managed to make it back to Gatoven's shrine thanks to [Gravekeeper's Spirit]. Nearly collapsing as he laid out his offerings, he offered a quiet prayer between gasps of breath in hopes of getting at least some sort of meaningful recognition from his god, "Lord Gatoven, I have made good on my vow, and dedicate the spoils of my hunt to your name."

Standing back to his feet, Ren looked over at the recovering wolf  that he had brought back (whom he had laid several yards away from the offerings). Knowing that Gatoven would get back to him at some point if his offering was deemed worthy, the goblin set out to find some horned rabbits for dinner.

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

@Jangel13 I'll have a post up before the end of the night, sorry for the delay

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

Hopefully going to get a post in tonight

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

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@Zeroth@Kazemitsu@floodtalon@Gardevoiran
As the wisp known as 'Mourningstar' berated Jason for his hurried antics, the slime let out a heavy sigh. As she held the orange crystal before him, acting as if it's explosive nature was a well-known fact, Jason reached out a pseudopod, plucking the crystal out of the air, carefully turning it over and examining it closely, even running [Tremor Sense I] through it for a few moments as she spoke before sucking it into his body.

1 Flame-Touched Mana Crystal added to inventory.

System:Jason

By the time Mourningstar had finished her tirade, Jason's patience had reached it's limit. A small, singular pseudopod shot forward, pressing itself into what Jason assumed to be the wisp's forehead as he activated [Telepathy I]. 'Look Mourningstar, I'm Jason, none of us have time to argue over this shit, so yes, we will be able to talk after all of us survive this. So, if you'll excuse me....' he stated through his mind before retracting his psuedopod, and going onward with his plan to create the Palisade with Digbie.

I, the Demon King, Will Summon My Own Damned Heroes!

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@Zeroth@SilverPaw@Searat@Kazemitsu

As Jason continued to experiment with his [Telepathy I] skill, he was met with a throbbing pain in his 'head'. Drawing back from Asteria, he began to look around, only to notice that the bonfire's distant glow had all but disappeared. 'Eyes' growing wide with a mixture of shock and excitement, Jason had completely forgotten the pain in his 'head'; this new development was FAR more important than nearly anything else he had done so far. Had something happened to Crispy? Were other (former) humans responsible? If so, that would mean that a fight for control of the cave was about to ensue, and Jason was gonna be there to win it."Everyone follow me!" he hurriedly exclaimed as he turned to the rest of his group, "No time to explain, we need to get to the bonfire NOW!!!!

Not waiting for any sort of response from his party, Jason quickly curled himself into a ball as best he could and made a hurried beeline for the bonfire, there was no time to waste.

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@King Cosmos@CriticalHit@Old Amsterdam@ReusableSword@floodtalon@Gardevoiran

As he drew close to the bonfire, Jason saw a collection of monsters; three of which he recognized. Around them lie evidence of a battle, as well as three dead goblins. However, a frown grew across Jason's face as he realized that Crispy was not among them. Approaching the group, a blue glow from the cinders of the bonfire caught his eye. Turning his attention toward the glow eminating from the ashes, Jason moved past a goblin and wisp that both seemed to be staring at the glow as well only to realize that it was MANA CRYSTALS. SO. MANY. MANA CRYSTALS.

Using [Tremor Sense I] to confirm the amount of crystals, Jason turned to the rest of the group. "Excellant work securing the cache everyone!!!" he exclaimed before dropping into a much more serious tone, "However, now that Crispy knows that we are an imminent threat, It's likely that the goblins are going to try purging the cave... We need to be ready for them. Rain! I need you to be recon, figure out how many goblins we're up against, how well armed they are, and what their intended plan of attack is. Edward and Asteria! The crystal cache is too close to the front of the cave! I need you two and momma rat to dig a spot for us to move the cache to that's a bit further from the entrance! Other lizard! Start digging a trench, wall to wall at that narrow point up ahead! Pixies and wisp! Keep the cache protected until we're ready to move it! Goblin, you're with me! We're going to be digging up to create a palasade up above the entrance of the cave so we can drop rocks on their staging area, and hopefully thin their numbers! Asura! I need you and Momma slime to transport the resulting aggregate to the trench, and begin creating a rock wall behind it! Let's go people! We don't have much time to make this happen so we've got to hustle if we want to survive the night!" he barked like the seasoned commander he was.

Snatching up five crystals, and a rock, Jason hustled to a wall dividing two passages and began to tunnel upward at a fifty degree angle as fast as he could. He would continue this until he was around fifteen feet higher than the cave entrance, and a foot from breaking through to the outside of the cave. Once there, he would begin digging right, parrallel to the wall until he had gone about twenty feet past the cave entire entrance (hopefully with the goblin's help).