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From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

@kuroku nevermind i just re-read and it makes more sense now.

One thing you seem to have not brought up is the wolf that is, (or at least should be..... *hopefully*) following right behind Ren

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

@kuroku I have no idea who she's addressing at any point, nor what she's talking about in terms of two

It may just be a me thing tho

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

@kuroku I'm having a wee bit of trouble understanding your post mate

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

@Jangel13 Ren disguised himself and just charged his shoulder into the ribs of the troll that Gina just attacked

Night School *Looking for more players*

Daniel Morningstar

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@CloseEnough

With his task completed, Daniel joined the rest of the werewolves for dinner before being brought to the west wing for lockup. 

Though getting shoved into a cage wasn't something the young werewolf was too excited about, he was quite interested to see what his first transformation would be like.  As the full moon rose, howls began to fill the wing, many of his classmates had already given in to their inner beast. However, Daniel wanted to test himself, seeing how long he could maintain himself before losing control.  It wasn't until the cells clicked open that the scent hit him.

As soon as it did, Daniel's eyes grew wide,  it was HIM. The man who turned his life upside down, the man that cost him EVERYTHING.  In that instant, Daniel's body swelled, his body became massive, tufts of white hair sprouted from his skin, his eyes became red as rubies... Daniel was gone.... Only the beast remained...

Charging past the other wolves, the beast silently stalked the scent of it's prey through the halls of the school. Eventually, the scent led it to a particular red-headed vampire who appeared to be all alone. Stepping out of the shadows, the beast's bloodthirsty eyes scanned the room with a terrible growl.

Ascension 3: A return to Chaos

Mason Drake

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@Rai@Jollan@Verticus@Brithwyr@Dread

After an eventful night in the library, Mason was ecstatic to find a chest full of new gear awaiting him in his room when he returned. What was awaiting him inside the chest, filled his heart with joy; his very own set of Official Aion Knight light armor as well as a new sword that hummed with power at the young Seraph's touch.  However, due to the combination of overexcitement and fatigue, the poor boy passed out before he could try anything on. 

As dawn began to break, Mason finally stirred from his slumber, his eyes still heavy with sleep.  Slowly, he began to equip his new armor, admiring each ornately decorated piece as he put it on.

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As the alliance was getting sent out, Mason noticed that there appeared to be many new faces amoung the group, many of whom he did not recognise, including a peculiar octopus-like individual riding in a steam-powered carriage.

Traveling deep into the Vrondi jungle, a vile stench began to permeate the air, assaulting Mason's senses. At first he thought it would pass, but as the party trudged forward, the air seemed to only thicken with decay.  Before long, a vile effigy; the source of this putrid presence, sat before the group. As Sir Blight ordered everyone to hold up, Mason hopped down from Lulu's back, approaching the repulsive thing.
"I got this, stand back everyone..."

Drawing his new blade, Mason's wings burst into golden flame, equally golden energy leaking from the boy's eyes.  As the golden flames from his wings began to form on his sword, he plunged the blade directly into the ground, continuing to channel his energy through it.  Around the base of the tree formed a geyser of the golden flame, which Mason continued to maintain until the object of decay had been reduced to ash.

The fire fading as Mason pulled his sword from the ground, it could be seen that his wings had been horribly burned in the process of destroying the tree.  Grimacing in pain and sheathing his blade, the young seraph re- mounted his steed without a word, hoping that doing so would make the others think he was cool.

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

Hobgoblin Ren

Quest from the gods/// Early Afternoon // Day 5

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@Jangel13@kuroku@Wildman13

"As you command my Lord."
Hearing the will of his god through the Wolfblade, Ren cracked a smile; hopefully completing this task would get him considered for apostleship.  However, since this task involved helping some of his fellow goblins, the disciple of Gatoven knew he would need to disguise himself in order to continue the act he had going. 

Finding a nearby tree with bark that was an even mx of  hard, thick, and flexible, Ren used his sword to quickly cut off a large slab. Cutting two holes for his eyes, the ingenuitive goblin began cutting, and bending the slab into the shape of a helmet (one that still concealed his face). Once the helmet's shape was done, Ren cut several pairs of small holes in the helm before tying them together with his previously made rope in order for his helmet to hold it's shape.

Tying what little rope was left over around his wrist, Ren hastily equipped his helmet and slathered his body in a dark mud, concealing any trace of his steel grey skin from sight. 

With his disguise made, Ren took off North as fast as he could, still making sure his canine companion could keep up.  It didn't take long before he heard another voice calling for help. As he drew closer, Ren noticed that it was a she-goblin that he hadn't previously met, and in the distance he could hear fighting.  Sprinting past the distressed small one, Hobgoblin Gina; the apostle of Shirila, fighting a pair of beastly humanoid monsters came into view.

Without hesitation, Ren charged into battle, whispering a silent prayer to Gatoven as he planted his shoulder square into the ribs of the monster currently fighting Gina in an attempt to stagger the beast.

Ren Inv & Stats

EXP: 105

Inventory: Wolfblade, Needle, thin rope, bark disguise helm

Acquired Skills:

• Defensive strike: this goblin has learned that the best offence is a good defence. This goblin is able to take a defensive posture and still make a powerful strike either in the hopes of killing said opponent or to run away easier
• Military Strategy- Centurian position: The goblins have unknowingly used a formation of perfect defense and defensive strikes. This position when used in a funnel or with a group can wreak devastation to the enemy forces
• Gravekeepers spirit: All goblins are able to feel the strength of those that have long since passed. When near a dead body or a skeleton the goblins are able to draw strength without the requirement of being necromancers. Even carrying a skull as an adornment allows the goblins to be stronger, faster, lighter as they draw strength. However, drawing all the strength of a certain dead body or their parts will cause it to disintegrate into dust.
• Knowledge of the 3: Knowing the names of the god and goddesses of the world they live in they can now properly worship them. Ramos god of light and the sun, Duvelna goddess of death and the night, Shirila the goddess of the earth and nature.
• Pack Leader: With the blood of an alpha on the goblins hands, he has proven he could fight in a pack. Now if a pack of wolves appears without an alpha he can assert his dominance and take over. However, this has a high chance of failing as well, can be upgraded until all wolves fall under the goblins control

Titles:

Blessings:

Curses:

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

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@Zeroth@floodtalon@Gardevoiran@King Cosmos@Kazemitsu@Silverpaw

As the three lizards perished, Jason's rage began to dissipate, the fact that one of the pixies had also healed him helped out immensely.  Reaching out a pseudopod to the pixie, he activated [Telepathy I], 'Thank you my friend, I am in your debt.'

Seeing that Asteria had be hit with some acid, and was burned quite badly, Jason immediately took action.  Rolling over to his injured comrade, he affixed himself to the gushing artery of one of the dead lizards and began to oscillate his body, sucking as much blood out as he could, before turning to his wounded ally and gently squirting the collected blood on her wound, attempting to somewhat wash away the poison.

Once he had used about half of the blood he'd collected to clean Asteria, Jason turned his attention to the crystal stash, noticing a familiar glimmer of something atop the pile.  Moving closer, he realized his mistake far too late. The familiar glimmer he'd seen? It was a green crystal, and he just looked through it at the crystals below. Jason groaned in agony as a flood of information assailed his mind, bringing him great pain, almost like a more intense version of the telepathy backlash experienced earlier.

Re-gathering himself, the slime telepath/mage-in-training began to wish he had invested in that material analysis skill so he could figure out what the hell these green crystals were. Come to think of it, how DID he begin to develop that analysis skill? The only in-depth information on materials he had so far garnered.... WAS FROM LOOKING THROUGH THE GREEN CRYSTAL!

Ecstatic over this new realization, Jason snatched up the green crystal between a pair of pseudopods; the holy grail of analysis skills had been right next to him the whole time!!!  Steeling his mind for the incoming self-inflicted onslaught, Jason looked through the crystal at Mourningstar, grimacing as the information overwhelmed his mind.  Readying himself again as the crystal's effects faded, repeated this process on Asteria, then Mama Rat, then on a rock that he was readying  [Stone Shot II] with, then on one of the fire-touched crystals, the aftereffects seeming to lessen each time Jason repeated the experiment. Mentally exhausted, the slime mage snapped back to reality, there was no time to get distracted!!!

Setting the green crystal back in the pile, and moving over to M.S., Jason activated [Telepathy I], 'Move back.' he commanded, 'Big was me now not me too big to fit, me can fit, can help small was me now not me'

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

@Jangel13 I say do it

From the weakest goblin to the Strongest god

(Who is Gatoven?)

@Darked13

God of steel and son of Shirila