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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2017 15:10:33 GMT -8
Within lonely, weather-grey peak there's a cavern mouth carved out of the stone - certainly wide and tall enough for a beast to enter and exit though no external platform to make this an easy feet. Numbers of grooves and scratches around the cave show where something has torn about it before. Inside, when the sunlight can pour in on the right time of the setting sun - a number of purple to grey and black crystals decorate the tunnel and illuminate with the light to shower the nearly black rock walls in an array of light.
Further at the back of the tunnel it gives to a round chamber with a couple of wall indentions that any average man could get into - nifty places to dump loot, and that's exactly what's inside stretching anymore from coins and jewelry to weapons and magic tomes.
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Trogdor
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 220 
Physical Description: Red scales on the back with a white stomach. Spiked head and ridge.
Age: 1042
Length: 60ft
Color: Red scales with a lighter stomach.
Clothes and Equipment: Weapons: claws, fire, and jaws.
Registered: Apr 21, 2015 9:34:10 GMT -8
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Post by Trogdor on Apr 25, 2017 17:48:03 GMT -8
After his confrontation with Jarkoopi on the boarder of Medan, Trogdor searched the Open Lands for a new lair. During his search, and alluring metallic smell caught the red dragons attention. Trogdor searched the desolate mountains until he found the cavern. He glided to the cave entrance but did not immediately enter. Instead he grasped the bottom lip of the cave and peered inside, searching for traps.
The scent of another dragon wafted from the cave, but the smell was old and there was no noise. Trogdor let out a roar that echoed through the mountains, but there was no response. As the dragon became comfortable that there was no danger he began to process the smells that came from within the cave.
Gold, hard steel, and magic! Trogdor's nostrils flared and his pupil dilated greedily. Still cautious of traps the red dragon hungrily crawled into the cave.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 25, 2017 18:06:44 GMT -8
There were no traps - Aepessa hadn't done much for her lair since she founded it out. It was proof of exactly how young she had been and how little she had done before she had been killed. Depressing.
It would be further in the back that the beginning of a treasure horde - gold coins and cut gems, armor adorn in rich accents. The odd weapon with gold and silver laid into the hilts, a rare one imbune with magical properties of one sort or another. The occasional tome stolen from a wizard. Sitting within a pile of coins, however, was an odd object - but perhaps not too odd to a fellow dragon like Trogdor.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 25, 2017 19:56:45 GMT -8
Needing some funds to make up for the ones given to Elzzeth, Kelly had begun exploring any cave she came across for anything of value. With her dungeoneering kit on her back and a lantern on her head, she began to work her way down the crystalline cavern having heard a dragon had once gone into this cave. Where there are dragons, there are hoards of gold.
Keeping her hand on the wall, she worked farther into the cave. For some reason there were no traps....usually dragons leave traps for wandering bandits like her. Maybe the rumor was false? Before giving up entirely, however, she heard movement from farther down the cave. Perhaps the dragon is still here after all. Kelly thought to herself, risking stealing from a dragon would mean she's as good as dead, but possibly it was a young dragon? Perhaps it could be reasoned with. She had no intent on killing anyone if she didn't have to.
Kelly creeped closer, making sure to stay out of sight and lay low. She was silent and undetectable as she snuck closer to whoever was inside the cave....
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Trogdor
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 220
Physical Description: Red scales on the back with a white stomach. Spiked head and ridge.
Age: 1042
Length: 60ft
Color: Red scales with a lighter stomach.
Clothes and Equipment: Weapons: claws, fire, and jaws.
Registered: Apr 21, 2015 9:34:10 GMT -8
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Post by Trogdor on Apr 25, 2017 20:24:46 GMT -8
Trogdors eyes whirled at the sight of the all the treasure. This was too good to be true. Pure exultation came to a halt when the dragon's eyes settled on the egg. That such a valuable thing would be left unguarded for so long could only mean one thing. Trogdor tilted his head and let out a cry of anguish. The roaring wail was full of sorrow and tinged with sanity. Any creatures near by would most likely run in terror. Climbing atop his new hoard, Trogdor curled defensively around the egg and pondered what to do next. Before he could think of a plan a noise broke his concentration. It seemed something else had found the cave. Trogdor chose not to attack immediately. Better not to draw attention. If the creature was wise it would already be leaving. |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 25, 2017 20:27:27 GMT -8
At the sound of the roar Kelly stopped in her tracks. Had the dragon heard her? It certainly didn't sound young. Would she bother trying?
Kelly sighed and turned around to head out. No treasure was worth dying for.
(exit)
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Trogdor
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 220
Physical Description: Red scales on the back with a white stomach. Spiked head and ridge.
Age: 1042
Length: 60ft
Color: Red scales with a lighter stomach.
Clothes and Equipment: Weapons: claws, fire, and jaws.
Registered: Apr 21, 2015 9:34:10 GMT -8
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Post by Trogdor on Apr 26, 2017 10:54:40 GMT -8
The red dragon was faced with a conflict of interests. It was his nature to hoard treasure but his duty to protect this egg got in the way. There was also the matter of finding out what happened to the mother. Trogdor suspected that whoever had hatched this egg was dead, or they would not have been gone so long. Without magic Trogdor would not be able to protect the egg, seek vengeance, and watch over his hoard all at the same time.
At last Trogdor decided to remain within the cave for a few days. After that he would take the egg and begin transferring the entirety of his hoard to the new location on Mt. Grimm. After that he would have to find Jarkoopi. Trogdor felt that something big would come of all of this, it would be dangerous to go alone.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 26, 2017 13:55:35 GMT -8
The egg wiggles a little in response to a warm body curling about. Wiggle wiggle~
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Trogdor
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 220
Physical Description: Red scales on the back with a white stomach. Spiked head and ridge.
Age: 1042
Length: 60ft
Color: Red scales with a lighter stomach.
Clothes and Equipment: Weapons: claws, fire, and jaws.
Registered: Apr 21, 2015 9:34:10 GMT -8
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Post by Trogdor on Apr 26, 2017 20:31:17 GMT -8
Trogdor awoke and admired his new found treasure. He began shifting though the piles, memorizing each item and separating out the most valuable and magical. He packed the most precious possessions into what chests and bags he could find. Hardest of all, for a dragon, was lashing the chests and sacks together. Moving the hoard would have been much easier with magic.
Lastly, Trogdor cradled the egg close to his chest. He let a fire burn within him in order to keep the little being warm. Grabbing his bundled possessions Trogdor left the cave to return to Mt. Grimm.
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Sollix
Established
Roleplay posts: 48
Age: 25
Physical Description: Sollix is 8 feet when standing tall, but usually, his legs are bowed and back hunched putting him more at 6'5"
Registered: Nov 15, 2017 23:10:11 GMT -8
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Post by Sollix on Jan 21, 2018 0:12:38 GMT -8
When Trogdor had left this cave he had only been able to carry the most valuable portion of his hoard. The cave was filled with mounds of golden coins and sparkling gems. Gilded swords were scattered dangerously amid the treasure. Jewelry was spread on silver dishes that sat atop ornately carved tables of exotic wood, bone, and ivory. There were no magic items to be found, but the quantity of gold would fill all ten wagons to the brim. Some might even need to be left behind. The caravan of bandits, troll, and abducted desert dweller appeared in the cave with a flash of white light and a gust of wind caused by air displacement. There was one streak of motion before the light disappeared. A chiming of falling coins greeted the treasure hunters warmly. Sollix gave a thin chuckle at their success and slumped into a mound of coins, totally exhausted. He pulled off the black ring and glared at it. During the teleportation spell, he had felt as if his energy had been robbed from him by some greedy force. Oobie Doobie |
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A corrupted spirit
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Roleplay posts: 27
Age: ?
Registered: Nov 9, 2015 23:13:47 GMT -8
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Post by A corrupted spirit on Jan 21, 2018 0:20:42 GMT -8
When the spell had finished casting Oobie would experience something very unusual. The staff that he held continued hold energy. Although Sollix had removed the ring magic was still channeled by some unknown source. The power wanted to be used; needed to be released. Although potent the magic had a strange tinge to it, as if it was broken or unwhole. Accompanying this impression was a feeling that everything would be ok if the magic were to be used.
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Oobie Doobie
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64
Age: 6 years
Physical Description: Kobold with green scales
Clothes and Equipment: His ability is physically manifested as a golden claw around his righthand index finger. He wears a shroud of darkness which can allow him to hide in the shadows.
Registered: Mar 29, 2017 14:39:15 GMT -8
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Post by Oobie Doobie on Jan 21, 2018 7:39:02 GMT -8
The Hunting Legion was spooked at first when the bright light happened but when they saw the treasure trove they all cheered. Some would play in the coins and made gold angels, while others just started loading the carts.
"Coin!"
"Jackpot!"
"Shiny!"
Oobie though had something else on his mind, when the teleportation spell happened he saw something come out of the book. He didn't know what it was and that made him feel uneasy. He wanted to find out what it was, but it had disappeared into the cave. He walked over to the direction he believed he saw it go but didn't stray too far, it was unknown what was in this cavern and it could be dangerous. He stood there looking around for whatever it was, but if he couldn't spot anything he would return his attention to the staff which still had power in it.
The golden armour on his arm was starting to grow from the extra magic flowing into him, creeping further up his arm. He examined how his Abney Park had changed and was pleased with the growth, he was curious at what new things he could achieve now. Oobie opened the book again and began to study, starting at the Elemental section, he wanted to find something new that synergized with his current abilities.
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A corrupted spirit
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Roleplay posts: 27
Age: ?
Registered: Nov 9, 2015 23:13:47 GMT -8
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Post by A corrupted spirit on Jan 21, 2018 13:40:11 GMT -8
Following the shadow, Oobie would find himself in front of the mannequin wearing the overcoat. The coat ruffled in the slight breeze that still rebounded through the cave making the mannequin seem almost alive. But at the moment there was nothing unusual about it.
The staff that Oobie was carrying continued to charge power. Oobie would now be able to feel magic in the air. It was natural energy that was so heavy it could be tasted and inhaled. It flowed through the Kobald’s veins and extended into Abney Park. The power emanating out of the staff sought to envelop Oobie with tantalizing magics that would create wonderful things when used. As the energy begged to be released the tome’s paged whirled and stopped on a page titled “Shroud of Darkness” where it the pages refused to be turned again.
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Kovac (The Nightmare King)
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Roleplay posts: 46
Age: Timeless
Physical Description: Shapshifter currently in the form of a black skeleton.
Clothes and Equipment: Black metal armor. Black flame proof cloth covers the places where bones would show.
Player's online availability : For the most part daily. If I don't respond ping me on Discord.
Registered: Jan 18, 2018 12:48:06 GMT -8
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Post by Kovac (The Nightmare King) on Jan 23, 2018 1:50:36 GMT -8
A group of twenty zombies enter the cave. One of these zombies is covered in crystals.
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Sollix
Established
Roleplay posts: 48
Age: 25
Physical Description: Sollix is 8 feet when standing tall, but usually, his legs are bowed and back hunched putting him more at 6'5"
Registered: Nov 15, 2017 23:10:11 GMT -8
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Post by Sollix on Jan 23, 2018 2:12:12 GMT -8
The troll lay in a pile of gold right at the mouth on the cave so he was the first to encounter the score of zombies. Exhausted as he was he could not safely call upon any of his magic. There was nothing left to do. Dropping the ring Sollix grabbed a diamond battleaxe from the pile of treasure. He bellowed and lunged at the nearest group swinging the shimmering weapon at head level.
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Kovac (The Nightmare King)
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Roleplay posts: 46
Age: Timeless
Physical Description: Shapshifter currently in the form of a black skeleton.
Clothes and Equipment: Black metal armor. Black flame proof cloth covers the places where bones would show.
Player's online availability : For the most part daily. If I don't respond ping me on Discord.
Registered: Jan 18, 2018 12:48:06 GMT -8
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Post by Kovac (The Nightmare King) on Jan 23, 2018 2:18:09 GMT -8
The troll lay in a pile of gold right at the mouth on the cave so he was the first to encounter the score of zombies. Exhausted as he was he could not safely call upon any of his magic. There was nothing left to do. Dropping the ring Sollix grabbed a diamond battleaxe from the pile of treasure. He bellowed and lunged at the nearest group swinging the shimmering weapon at head level. Welp, you succeed in scratching one of the zombie's skulls and embedding your ax in another's head. The zombies shamble foward trying to scratch you. |
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Sollix
Established
Roleplay posts: 48
Age: 25
Physical Description: Sollix is 8 feet when standing tall, but usually, his legs are bowed and back hunched putting him more at 6'5"
Registered: Nov 15, 2017 23:10:11 GMT -8
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Post by Sollix on Jan 23, 2018 2:27:51 GMT -8
Sollix kicks the zombie with the axe in it's head away from him then proceeds with low swings to cut off the legs of the closest undead. But the zombie hoard was too much. Sollix was overwhelmed by the onslaught and scratched across the arms and legs. He was forced to retreat into the cave and up a pile of gold. Here turned to attempting to behead the zombies as the approached. He would not be enough to protect the entire cave from the zombies which had caught them unaware.
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Kovac (The Nightmare King)
Established
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Roleplay posts: 46
Age: Timeless
Physical Description: Shapshifter currently in the form of a black skeleton.
Clothes and Equipment: Black metal armor. Black flame proof cloth covers the places where bones would show.
Player's online availability : For the most part daily. If I don't respond ping me on Discord.
Registered: Jan 18, 2018 12:48:06 GMT -8
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Post by Kovac (The Nightmare King) on Jan 23, 2018 2:31:55 GMT -8
Sollix kicks the zombie with the axe in it's head away from him then proceeds with low swings to cut off the legs of the closest undead. But the zombie hoard was too much. Sollix was overwhelmed by the onslaught and scratched across the arms and legs. He was forced to retreat into the cave and up a pile of gold. Here turned to attempting to behead the zombies as the approached. He would not be enough to protect the entire cave from the zombies which had caught them unaware. Zombies aren't that smart. Two zombies get broken legs and crawl up the pile while the other zombies follow up hands outreached blocking ax blows. |
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Sollix
Established
Roleplay posts: 48
Age: 25
Physical Description: Sollix is 8 feet when standing tall, but usually, his legs are bowed and back hunched putting him more at 6'5"
Registered: Nov 15, 2017 23:10:11 GMT -8
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Post by Sollix on Jan 23, 2018 10:50:25 GMT -8
The troll was quickly swarmed. As he went down amid the thrashing arms he shouted to Doobie, "Get us to Isra! Before it's too late!"
Abandoning his axe, Sollix searched the floor on his hands and knees for the ring. Zombies scratched and bit him, but it would take a lot of that to kill the troll. His hands fell upon the rinds. He slipped it on and immediately felt energy being pulled from him.
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Oobie Doobie
Committed
Roleplay posts: 64
Age: 6 years
Physical Description: Kobold with green scales
Clothes and Equipment: His ability is physically manifested as a golden claw around his righthand index finger. He wears a shroud of darkness which can allow him to hide in the shadows.
Registered: Mar 29, 2017 14:39:15 GMT -8
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Post by Oobie Doobie on Jan 23, 2018 18:56:21 GMT -8
Shroud of Darkness? What is this? Oobie was curious and would read just a little bit before being interrupted.
"What?! Oobie looks over when he hears Sollix fighting the zombies. "Damnit..."
Oobie tries to flip through the book to find the instructions for another teleportation spell, but the book doesn't seem to want to turn the pages. Oobie needed to teleport them away quickly, he could remember most of the steps and he knew of the place they wanted to go. He began preparing the spell to the best of his ability. He hoped that he would get it right, or that some force would guide him.
The Hunting Legion Bandits all become aware of the attack that is coming and mobilizes to defend. Some of the bandits were still injured from the Trael attack, but they'd still arm themselves to try to mount a defense. The zombie covered in crystals may be more difficult to deal with.
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