Yankee — Roleplayer Guild

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Level: 5 - Total EXP: 22/50
Location: Sandswept Sky - Al Mamoon
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A gentleman, hm? Primrose returned Big Band's thanks with a small grin and a curtsy, then wasted no time putting her things in their proper place before moving on toward another dark, dingy set of stairs. Following the detective's lead they descended, with the sounds of battle growing louder and louder as they went. This was the right way, then. The duo had made good time, they might even have beat the rest of the group there. Primrose used the short trek to get the hang of another of her new spells, placing a hand over her wound and channeling magic through the pyromancy flame. The fire grew dim, and it's warmth gradually healed the cut. Though she thought that she might have a hard time with the spell, to the dancer's surprise it came fairly easily. She mused that the nature of the pyromancy flame was the reason, given that Primrose had a higher affinity to that kind of element than the Light-nature healing spells of her cleric friend.

The area had become brighter as they neared the end of the stairs, and once they went through the opening in the stone yet another bridge greeted them. Much more inviting, but that's wasn't saying much. 

"That bad?" she said, peering over the side despite Band's words. "..."

Indeed, it was bottomless. Or it appeared so anyway. 

Their destination was close by the sound of it. Their opposition was much closer.

Animated skeletons were enemies Primrose had plenty of experience with. There were all kinds of Bones that roamed caves and ruins in Orsterra, and they hardly proved a problem. She assumed the same applied to these walking bones, especially the ones that looked a bit sillier than the others. She smirked at Big Band, already conjuring a spell in her hand. "With pleasure."

This time she was back to her innate dark magic. The trusty Night Ode encircled the group of skeletons, magic bubbling beneath their feet. The quicker skeletons made it over the magic circle before it erupted, but those caught in the blast had their bones sent flying. It was a regular rain of calcium as bits and pieces of the skeletons flew out. Though many fell into the abyss, the bones that landed on the bridge pulled themselves together, some forming odd half-complete shapes that endeavored to attack Primrose and Big Band even if they had to crawl their way over. Primrose clicked her tongue, having hoped to get a few more of them in her blast. 

She stepped back, making sure to keep some distance between herself and the bones on the off chance that any of them slipped by Band. Though she was already summoning another spell, she was ever ready to perform should her companion have need of a pick me up.

I've been playing Monster Hunter Stories 2. I loved the first game a ton, and I had fun with the demo for the second one so I picked it up naturally.

The gameplay is fun. Everything looks and sounds good. I'm still early on but my main gripe with it is every character constantly bringing up the player's grandfather. "Man he was the best at everything," "wow everyone loved him," "you know this reminds me of the time me and your grandpa did this exact same thing" - cue cutscene of my grandpa doing the same shit I literally just did in game. It's getting very tiring very fast, but at least running around having fun playing is nice. I have hopes for the story focusing less on my damn grandpa as I get further into it. 

At least young grandpa in cutscenes looks cute as hell since they gave the model the same face features you give your own character 

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