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7 yrs ago
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9 yrs ago
How's it going guild? Its ya boi, lack of interest.
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9 yrs ago
More than 71k members of the UIC and growing!
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9 yrs ago
jump man 93- bruh
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9 yrs ago
Looking for an RP to join, something medieval sounds good.
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Looking back at this bio years later...the cringe is insane.

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@OtomostheCrazy
The dark elves have crypts which they preserve and lay the dead to rest. In this situation a dark elf would just say a small prayer paying their respects and hoping that they are joined with the Goddess Shi'an.
@Zetsuko
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@Zelosse
Imagine the cells are carved out of the walls of the hive, the bars are metal but the prisoners are attached to the walls by the slime like substance. Imagine fleshy mush attached to their limbs holding them tight like they're in chains.
Alroight, posted! @Zelosse and @ShaggyDoo0 I had Marcus and Glodin teleported to the other side of the...teleporter.
The formation was holding, at least for the moment. As the battle raged on Evelyn began to realize something. The sheer number of Kest surging through the tunnels for this amount of time hinted at the sheer enormity of this Hive. These were only the Scouts that they were fighting, to reach the queen and end this hive the group have to fight through practically an underground city of Kest. Even with this being the case, Evelyn knew they had no choice but to press on. If this Hive became subservient to Sar'than, chaos would spread across eastern Miras. As Evelyn fought on, using her electromancy to stun the Kest long enough for her fellow warriors to cut them down, she noticed a strange pattern to their movements. Some scouts traveled along the ceiling, headed towards specific points along the tunnel walls. As she continued to repel the insectoid abominations she noticed that those special scouts were digging at support pillars in the tunnel. If those pillars were to fall, the tunnel would collapse on top of everyone. Evelyn focused her electromancy at those key points in the hopes of deterring the Kest from moving to complete their mission. Unfortunately she could not hold them all back and after some time the bugs managed to collapse the pillars. Instead of the ceiling collapsing, the floor to the tunnel gave way, revealing an interminable pit of darkness through which they all fell. Evelyn prepared for what she assumed to be certain death but was relieved when she realized this was an emergency diversion chute. As the group slid down the mucus lined tubes they were seperated along the way.

Evelyn, Kaathe, Cythlla, Gonad, and Argus had fallen into a chamber which was horrid even for Kest standards. What made this place so terrible was not simply the appearance but what was present in that chamber. From the looks of it a laboratory had been built here, scattered about were tables and supply chests. Some tables had alchemical devices and ingredients resting atop them while others carried the remains of an abomination. Man, elf, dwarf, bodies of all the races lay strewn across the tables, their corpses mangled and melded with Kest chitin to make a hybrid of species. For a moment Evelyn dared not approach for fear of awakening these poor souls, but upon realizing the greater threat should they remain idle she quickly spoke up. "Search the room. Before we destroy this we need to make sure it can't be repeated", she ordered as she walked past the numerous operating tables. One table in particular had a notebook resting beside jars of human and Kest flesh. Another notebook lay beside an alchemy set and yet another by a corpse built better than the rest.

As for Ruinil, Karl, Bartuc, Landeel, and Henry, they ended up in a pit similar to the other in the sense that it too was used for experimentation. However, instead of creating hybrids, this lab seemed to focus on necromancy or possibly blood magic. Dead Kest warriors and scouts hung from chains along the walls of laid out atop ritual circles. Some looked strange, clad in dark armor styled to imitate The Dead God in some way. Like the other room, notebooks lay scattered across it's space. One by a ritual circle, another by a dead Kest warrior, and another by a small library containing books on necromancy and it's various branches.

As for Marcus and Glodin, the two met a similar fate as surprisingly another hole opened up at the mouth of the cave which they stood at. Just like the others they fell into a tunnel lined with slime and sludge only to end up in a room which looked to be a dungeon. There were a number of dead bodies within the cells but if the two templars listened carefully a low moan and whimper could be heard from amongst the corpses.
The time is now, the trap is sprung.
@ShaggyDoo0@Doc Doctor
Alright so I know I posted in the rules that a post was required to be a minimum length of two paragraphs. I've been chill with that rule as long as the quality of the post was good enough. That being said, if you can't make a two paragraphs or just a well done single paragraph then don't post until the opportunity to do better arises. Shaggy I understand your reason for having your post be so short, it's a transition post I get that. But Doc, three lines is unacceptable. This is a casual RP and you need to put out something more than three to four sentences which add nothing to the story.
Slow and steady a wagon rolled along the road to Tanjozo. A simple merchant at its front steered the chestnut mare along the path towards the prospect of business. In the back of the wagon, amongst the various wares, was an elven woman who lay fast sleep. As payment for providing a number of fine furs and hides, the merchant offered her free transport to the village. Her face was gentle yet she appeared weary from her travels. It was clear that she was exhausted for despite the shaking of the wagon along the uneven road she remained fast asleep. Once Tanjozo was in sight the merchant gave the elven girl a soft nudge to rouse her from her slumber. "Nila, wake up. We're almost there", the man whispered as he tried to get his traveling companion to look forward. "Ugh I'm up, I'm up", the elven woman said reluctantly as she sat up in the wagon. The merchant pointed ahead to the village as he added, "Won't be long now, you know you never did say why you wanted to come here".

Nila remained silent for only a moment, hesitant to answer truthfully. She'd been traveling with Lambert, the merchant, for over a day now but they've worked together for about a week. Even so, Nila still wasn't sure she could trust the man. "Just looking for adventure is all. I'd like to see more of the world. Who knows, I might even stay here if I like it enough", Nila eyed the slowly approaching village with wondrous eyes. The possibility of starting anew here caused her to grow more and more in excitement.

The wagon came to a halt by the village marketplace. Nila hopped out of the wagon, bow in hand and her bag on her back she walked over the side of the wagon where Lambert sat to say goodbye. "Well Nila, tis been a pleasure workin' with you. Honestly, I wish you'd stay and help out with the business. Never seen finer tanned leather before in my life", Lambert held out his and which Nila grasped firmly, shaking it with a smirk on her face. "Ma serannas(Thank you), Lambert. Best of luck to you and your business", with their farewells said, the two parted ways as Lambert rode off towards the next town over, leaving Nila standing in the middle of the street at the outskirts of the village market. "Damn, I should have asked where everything was in this town. Time to look around for an Inn I suppose", Nila scanned the market for someone who looked to be leaving. Everyone was either selling, buying, or conversing with another. Nila already felt somewhat out of place amongst all these people. For a long time she'd been living on her own and now to suddenly be at the center of a busy trade village, it was a little disorienting to say the least.

Walking through the market was pointless, she didn't have a single guilder to her name and selling her bow was not an option. All she had in her bag was a sleeping bag and a change of clothes. Whatever food she got was from working for Lambert but now that source of sustenance was gone. "Maybe I should just look through the buildings. One of them has to be an Inn or tavern", Nila thought to herself as she eyed the various buildings in the village. Finally coming upon a decision, she headed towards one of them, completely unaware that it was the bathouse. Opening the door, the young elf stuck her head through to peek at the inside. Still unsure she entered the building to get a better look at the interior. "Yep. I'm terribly lost", she said to herself as she stood their confused as all hell as to what this establishment was for.

Oh just to help with the writing, the scouts are the Hive's first line of defense against attack so this is probably what the group will be fighting at first. As you get deeper in the workers will appear which are capable of burrowing into your chest cavity. The warriors are located in the tunnels surrounding the chambers where the king and queen are located and that's really deep down. The king and queen are at the very bottom along with a few surprises.










In case anyone forgets what these fuckers look like...
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