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

Ardur The Mighty Hipixie

Woo points /// Adventuring day 4 // Evening / Location - Edge of the forest > Small burrow

Ardur breathed heavily while he rested. The fire had been smothered and it did not look like Mother Slime was hurt too bad. Everything seemed to calm down and get quiet again. He noticed the colors in the sky start to change as well, darkness would be set upon them soon and they still needed to dig the hole out a little more. “Oh cool level 6.” He said aloud.

He seemed to think about his decision for a little while before deciding, “System allocate 8 points into meditate and 2 points into Point Strike.” The hipixie seemed satisfied with himself as he rested his hands on his hips and smiled. Looking to his friend Steve the Spider he thought about hers for a few moments before continuing, “System, for Steve put 5 points into Web Spit I, 5 points into Thread Control, and 1 point into poison bite.” He was quiet proud of his little friend as well, they had both come a long way from hanging out in that small hole in the cave.

Turning his attention back to the beetle, Ardur began to pull chunks of cooked bug meat from the inside of the beetle and handing it out to everyone. He was trying to be as carful as he could while he was doing this to attempt to both see how the bugs internal organs worked and to try and save as much of the exoskeleton and mandibles as he could. The chitin on this one looked tough enough to make some good armor for him; at the very least, it was better than nothing.

After eating his share of the kill, Ardur began to dig out the entrance a little more and pull the loose dirt further down the hill. “So we stay here tonight then tomorrow what do you want to do? We could look for a better place to make a more permanent shelter or base in the woods or keep exploring to find something more suitable. Right now I don’t really care; I’m just trying to focus on getting this place situated.”

@Zeroth
@Kazemitsu

Ardur's character stats

Level: 6
Steve Level: 3

Health: 100%
Mana: 00%
Stamina: 50%

Buffs:

Debuffs: Mana Burn,

Inventory:

Clothes: N/A

Weapons: N/A

Current Party: Asura, Mother Slime, Steve, and himself.

Magic/Skills: Shield II, Lesser Flight III, Minor Heal III, Physical Conditioning I, Fire Resistance I, Taming I, Fireball I, Stronger II, Crafting I, Muffle I, Inspire I, Guidance I, Spell chant I, Use light equipment, Meditation I, Point Strike I,

Kills for current level:

Other:

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

Ardur The Mighty Hipixie

don't let it escape. > We didn't start the fire /// Adventuring day 4 // Evening / Location - Edge of the forest

Ardur was pleased with himself when he pulled the beetle free of the hole. Maybe eventually they would be better coordinated but he supposed this worked for now. The beetle soon attempted to get off its back but Steve was quick to pin it down once more. Apparently, there was a weak spot on its belly or maybe a crack in its armor, he was not entirely sure. Watching the friendly spider sink its teeth into the abdomen only to shrink back almost immediately with a small fire appearing at the bite. What a strange occurrence, fire based attacks wasn’t something Steve could do.

Next seeing Mother Slime come at the beetle with a mighty swing. It was only after she began her swing did he realize that it was the beetle that was the source of the flame. He couldn’t do anything to warn her instead he was pushed back by Asura as the larger slime began to ignite with the bugs juices. Acting quickly, the high pixie pushed the corpse of the beetle over onto its belly and away from the slime.

Looking to Steve who seemed to be watching he called out to her, “Steve make sure you watch our backs and make sure to alert us to anything that investigates us.” He knew very well, there wasn’t a lot she could do but there was a lot he could do. Moving to the mouth of the burrow and picking up the loose moist earth from the tunneling beetle, Ardur moved quickly piling more and more dirt onto the currently burning large slime. Patting at the burning liquid with clumps of dirt while also trying to brush it off knowing that he still had Fire Resistance I to work with.

@Zeroth
@Kazemitsu

Ardur's character stats

Level: 5

Health: 100%
Mana: 00%
Stamina: 50%

Buffs:

Debuffs: Mana Burn,

Inventory:

Clothes: N/A

Weapons: N/A

Current Party: Asura, Mother Slime, Steve, and himself.

Magic/Skills: Shield II, Lesser Flight III, Minor Heal III, Physical Conditioning I, Fire Resistance I, Taming I, Fireball I, Stronger II, Crafting I, Muffle I, Inspire I, Guidance I, Spell chant I, Use light equipment,

Kills for current level: 2x undead pixie, Flak Beetle

Other:

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

Ardur The Mighty Hipixie

Battle Stations! > don't let it escape. /// Adventuring day 4 // Evening / Location - Edge of the forest

Ardur gripped and pulled as hard as he could, digging his heels into the ground as the beetle squirmed in his grasp. He noticed how Steve got a lucky shot or two into its wings and the other legs helping to pin it down further. Then came Asura delivering a good blow to the creature just as something began to glow on its underbelly. For a moment, he forgot about the other slime. That was until the green glob rolled through and over the hole attempting a strong smash attack on the beetle.

The High pixie was unable to tell if the attack delivered the punch it needed to hurt the beetle but it did seem to pin the beetle and Asura under the large slime. Seeing that both of them were pinned under the slime and it looked as though the beetle was attempting to dig its way out, Ardur began to dig. Trying his best to dig his strong hands into the dirt under Mother Slime to attempted to both dislodge her and grab at the beetle to pull it out of the confined space and into the open where they could all attack it at once.

He was sure to only dig under mother slime and the mouth of the small burrow. He wanted to kill and eat the beetle sure but keeping the shelter in good condition was also the objective. Ardur did not want to spend the night out in the open.

@Zeroth
@Kazemitsu

Ardur's character stats

Level: 5

Health: 100%
Mana: 00%
Stamina: 50%

Buffs:

Debuffs: Mana Burn,

Inventory:

Clothes: N/A

Weapons: N/A

Magic/Skills: Shield II, Lesser Flight III, Minor Heal III, Physical Conditioning I, Fire Resistance I, Taming I, Fireball I, Stronger II, Crafting I, Muffle I, Inspire I, Guidance I, Spell chant I, Use light equipment,

Kills for current level: 2x undead pixie

Other:

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

Ardur The Mighty Hipixie

one last fight for the evening? > Battle Stations! /// Adventuring day 4 // Evening / Location - Edge of the forest

Ardur nodded toward the red slime while he thought of how he was going to deal with this bug. It definitely would make a good meal but how was he going to approach it. Possible defenses in its rear with a heavy shield and more than likely strong mandibles for digging. Getting it on its back was their best bet as long as it didn’t have friends. At the very least it didn’t look like it was very long like a centipede. More short and stout like a beetle.

“Steve, I’m going to try and flip it over by grabbing its legs on one side and pull it towards the other side. Once it is over try and entangle it in some of your web. If you can use that hypnosis of yours then do it, otherwise do what you can.” He spoke in a hushed town towards his friend before moving to follow Asura. Half way to the thing, Ardur was already using Muffle I to mask his approach as he split off from Asura and Mother Slime to the left. He was unsure of the creature’s senses and simply hoped it was making a mistake of its own and not paying attention.

Finding his moment to strike with Steve hopefully right behind him and the two slimes still slowly making their way down the hill, being as close as he thought he could get to the creature. Ardur foregoes Muffle and sprinted towards the beetle’s side grabbing at its legs and hard shell attempting to jump over it and down hopefully turning the beetle over and pulling it out of its burrow. Planning to use its sleek armored body as a sled and work against the creature if it tried to cling to its burrow.

@Zeroth
@Kazemitsu

Ardur's character stats

Level: 5

Health: 100%
Mana: 00%
Stamina: 50%

Buffs:

Debuffs: Mana Burn,

Inventory:

Clothes: N/A

Weapons: N/A

Magic/Skills: Shield II, Lesser Flight III, Minor Heal III, Physical Conditioning I, Fire Resistance I, Taming I, Fireball I, Stronger II, Crafting I, Muffle I, Inspire I, Guidance I, Spell chant I, Use light equipment,

Kills for current level: 2x undead pixie

Other:

|| The School of Death ||

@AwesomeZero5 yeah something like that works super busy

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

Ardur The Mighty Hipixie

rest sounds like a good idea > one last fight for the evening? /// Adventuring day 4 // Afternoon > Evening / Location - walking through the mountains > Edge of the forest

Ardur listened closely to what the slime was saying and eventually nodded in understanding. “So something like, System show Stats.” He said in a confident yet still kind of questioning way. After pondering it for a moment longer, he spoke again, “System Describe Mana Burn.” He pondered what it meant that they got updates like this. Maybe other creatures got this as well.

The slime continued to ask him about mana and how to regenerate it, while they headed down towards the forest edge. “Well I’m not sure about stamina regeneration other than resting or eating, but one of the others showed me that meditate can regenerate mana. I think getting some rest should work too. I am currently suffering from mana burn and my mana is not regenerating normally. Hopefully that goes away after we get some rest.” He was a little worried, the sun was near the horizon now and the four of them were still out in the open as the day light dwindled.

As the group got closer to the forest, they could see a large burrow in the ground with what looked to be some type of large beetle burrowing or pulling something out of it. “Look down there, that might just be big enough for all of us for the night then we could look for another base camp tomorrow. All we have to do is scare off or kill that beetle.” He watched it for a few more moments carefully looking over what he could make out of the beetle from the distance they were at. “Just have to be careful, if its exposing its backside like that I bet that’s where its defenses are.” Another important thing to learn from the nature documentaries.

Then he heard a mockery of his name come from the large slime of their party and then the partially dissolved remains of the lizard he had killed and called dibs on right before his transformation. “Uhh thank you.” Giving the slime a strange look. Picking up the lizard and tearing off its tail and one of the hind legs, he tossed the rest back in-between the two slimes. “Were a team now so we help each other out. You two split it then after lets go mess up that beetle, sound like a plan?” he asked tossing the leg to Steve who quickly pounced on it as he began to eat the tail.

@Zeroth
@Kazemitsu

Ardur's character stats

Level: 5

Health: 100%
Mana: 00%
Stamina: 50%

Buffs:

Debuffs: Mana Burn,

Inventory:

Clothes: N/A

Weapons: N/A

Magic/Skills: Shield II, Lesser Flight III, Minor Heal III, Physical Conditioning I, Fire Resistance I, Taming I, Fireball I, Stronger II, Crafting I, Muffle I, Inspire I, Guidance I, Spell chant I, Use light equipment,

Kills for current level: 2x undead pixie

Other:

|| The School of Death ||

Ill have a post up tonight... i think

Of Blood and Magic

Victor Astorio

He did not hear it, not right away at least. The buzz he could feel in the air was dissipating and the eyes that were once on him now fluttered away. Apparently, it was time to go to the next class. Victor still didn’t stop, not because he thought that the next class wasn’t important but because he had gotten himself lost in his memories. The memories of her.

After his trance seemed to fade and he was able to break himself free of its grasp, he simply stood there in the arena. He wasn’t moving, he wasn’t breathing like he taught himself to do, all the large vampire did was look down at the sand. He knew there was at least one person still watching him. The arena master maybe or the girl who had approached him earlier. Even if they attempted to get his attention to tell him he was running late now to his next class, he wouldn’t budge.

Victor was processing his memories in an attempt to set them straight and realign his emotions. Her memory always did catch him off guard. He would have to be careful around that girl from earlier. With a forced sigh, Victor was able to whisper a few words, almost as if he was reminding himself of an old promise the words held feeling that even he didn’t always understand. “Whatever it takes, Sarah.” These words seemed to calm his nerves and place him back into the reserved, stoic presence he held before.

Moving back to the side of the arena, the tall vampire began to brush himself off and put his clothes back on. Once he had done that, again he paused looking around at the almost empty arena one last time before heading towards his next class, which he was obviously late too. However, this time he decided to take the long way and took out his nearly indestructible cell phone that looked more than a few years old. Dialing a number and putting it up to his ear. A few rings and then an answer.

“Hello, you have reached the Noila Academy secure storage desk.” A rather monotone voice greeted through the speaker.

“Victor Astorio, Code Phrase. Tales of the night forest. Requesting acknowledgement that a large package is being kept at the armory under my name and with restrictions that I am the only one able to access it?” he always found it strange that the council and his father insisted they used these phrases.

There was a short pause and some audible typing on a computer before the voice came up again, “Affirmative your package is waiting for you here. Another stipulation has been added to the set of armor by one Nero Strigois Astorio; the crate can only be moved or opened in the presence of at least two additional guards for security reasons and must remain inside the armory when not in use.”

a short pause before muttering, “Thank you.” He hung up the phone and placed it back in his pocket. The fact that his father had placed such a restriction on the box was understandable. If someone where to get ahold of it that wasn’t supposed too, could easily spread fear and chaos if used correctly. However, it did tell him that his father was still ever watchful and paranoid. Even of his own kin.

Now wasn’t the time to speculate on how or when he would use what was in that crate. For now, he had to be to his next class to avoid both making a bad impression and possibly being thrown out of this place. At least he knew he could teach people here at the very least help out a little in the arena.

Approaching the building with a look and mood of disdain for being forced into another class that he more than likely didn’t need. Alas, that’s what he thought about the first class as well, and he still learned a few things.

Walking into the classroom toward his assigned Astorio chair he stopped in front of his seat and nodded towards the teacher, “apologies ma’am, I had to deal with something.” Short and straight to the point. He knew he was late and didn’t like to be in the spotlight regardless of if it was negative or positive. The tall vampire took out his notebook and pen and began following along with the lecture as if he had been there the entire time.

|| The School of Death ||

Torok Vencor

Either after realizing that the others were too tired or to content to go off on their own, Torok concluded that he would be star gazing alone tonight. Making his way past the door and back out into the dark grass in front of the manor. The large man found a nice spot away from the conversations of the others and laid down with his spear beside him. At least it wasn’t very cold.

He laid there for some time. Watching the stars, the satellites twinkling in the upper atmosphere, and hopped for the occasional shooting star. The faint whispers of a few others that didn’t seem very tired either came and went. The slight sounds of a silent sparing match drifted through the air as well. Soon everything fell silent to just the sounds of insects and the occasional breeze. Slowly he drifted off to sleep under the stars.

The next day.

Torok woke after what seemed like a few hours at least. The starry sky gave way to the sleepy yellows, oranges, reds, and blues of sunrise. The morning dew made his clothes slightly damp but brushed off easily. Standing and stretching with a yawn and a smile he looked around, “this place is even more gorgeous in the day light.” Thinking aloud as he took off his heavy jacket and his damp shirt.

Slipping off his shoes and socks, taking a moment to feel the grass between his toes, he knelt down on both knees and held his spear out in front of him. Closing his eyes and breathing deeply he spoke to himself once again this time it seemed to be a poem or song, “walk in the deepest of foot prints, step into the fog, breaking the silence a threatening song. On the trails of the ancients, the demons awake, at the end of all evil the battleground shakes. To the sound of the metal, the splinters of bone, in a war with the summoned the soldiers of stone. As the vessels of guardians I follow along, with the words of the wise and the way of the strong.”

With another deep breath he stood, taking off the bright red cover of his spear and attaching it to a small clasp on the bottom of the spear. Slowly he took a fighting stance, his spear facing forward and his eyes still closed he began his meditation. Meditation for this one meant slowly going through each and every strike and technique he knew. Keeping his muscles flexed and tense through every smooth slow motion. Then he began to speed up this process until he was swinging his spear and attacking invisible opponents with strikes meant to kill.

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

Ardur The Mighty Hipixie

Adventure! > rest sounds like a good idea /// Adventuring day 4 // Afternoon / Location - base of the mountain > walking through the mountains

“Wait you can talk to the system? I tried a few days ago but nothing came of it.” Ardur asked sounding surprised and puzzled. Looking around at their current options for pathways, he knew he wanted to stay in the forest and the deep forest to the north looked like a good bet. He wasn’t too interested in the grass lands and didn’t truly wish to keep climbing the mountain.

“Well I’m not sure about you but I vote we head toward that forest down there. More than likely a bit better availability for resources. I don’t feel too comfortable with climbing the mountain especially in our condition.”

He was alerted to the presence of the dire rats from Steve before he heard their squeaks. Looking up to the rocks above them, he could see a few rats among the rocks. They seemed content to simply watch the four of them from their holes rather than pursue them for food. “Or we could camp out somewhere around here for the night and try to take on those rats up there for food tomorrow? Either way I don’t really care but hopefully this mana burn will wear off after some rest.”

@Zeroth
@Kazemitsu

Ardur's character stats

Level: 5

Health: 100%
Mana: 00%
Stamina: 50%

Buffs:

Debuffs: Mana Burn,

Inventory:

Clothes: N/A

Weapons: N/A

Magic/Skills: Shield II, Lesser Flight III, Minor Heal III, Physical Conditioning I, Fire Resistance I, Taming I, Fireball I, Stronger II, Crafting I, Muffle I, Inspire I, Guidance I, Spell chant I, Use light equipment,

Kills for current level: 2x undead pixie

Other: