Camaro (Dart)
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 23
Physical Description: Dart as those on the streets knows her is a small-framed woman no taller than 5ft which makes her hard to track in a crowd. Her green radiant eyes framed by the dark short hair peer out finding the next target on her list.
Clothes and Equipment: She hides behind black cloaks and armor of the likes with faint white accents. She wears dark gloves that nearly reach her elbows to better help her climb things without injuring her hands. She wears sleek pants that tuck into a pair of steel-toed boots. She often carries a set of tools that help her pick locks and a trusty dagger. As for what else she may carry, we'll leave that a mystery for now.
Registered: Jan 12, 2020 16:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Camaro (Dart) on Feb 22, 2020 23:00:50 GMT -8
"I AM RUNNING!" Dart shouts as Tass drags her along. The shark stops in its path as Tass brings down his axe. The monster uses one of its deformed limbs to cause punch a hole up. This causes their secret passage to collapse down onto the main pathway of the temple. Luckily they landed a few feet away from its jaws. The bad news was the creature was between them and the exit. The creature snared at the two. It opened its gaping jaw filled with rows of sharp teeth and spoke uttering a deep airy sound. "You have taken the JEEWWWEELLLLL" and with that the monster charges in an attempt to take it back. Dart pulls out a two scimitars from her back and twirls them before engaging the monster. It would be a bad time for Tass to have a vision right about now but Dart seems to be able to handle herself, probably better since her arm isn't injured like Tass's.
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Tassarion Genroris
Established
Roleplay posts: 48
Age: 25
Physical Description: The broad-chested warrior stands at a tall height of 6'1", windblown, chestnut hair hanging in his face and caught in his beard. His dark eyes peer from beneath somewhat unruly brows, he has strong scandinavianesque features that fit his warrior persona.
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Clothes and Equipment: He wears furs and leathers: everything from the boots to his mantle, marking him as a fine hunter. His weapons include a large axe which he uses both as a melee weapon as well as a ranged weapon, as well as simple but finely made daggers. His armour includes an iron helm, gauntlets, and chest plates affixed with leather straps.
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Registered: Feb 1, 2020 9:40:14 GMT -8
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Post by Tassarion Genroris on Feb 23, 2020 10:50:03 GMT -8
SHIT! They were soon on the level below and staring down the beast with the massive maw. He scrambled to his feet, grinding his teeth together at the pain in his arm. If he was going to die, it was going to be with a fight! His vision blurred a little and he gritted his teeth in determination, flanking the beast and bringing his axe down in a powerful stroke. He would keep fighting this way, a look of determination written across his face throughout the fight.
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Camaro (Dart)
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 23
Physical Description: Dart as those on the streets knows her is a small-framed woman no taller than 5ft which makes her hard to track in a crowd. Her green radiant eyes framed by the dark short hair peer out finding the next target on her list.
Clothes and Equipment: She hides behind black cloaks and armor of the likes with faint white accents. She wears dark gloves that nearly reach her elbows to better help her climb things without injuring her hands. She wears sleek pants that tuck into a pair of steel-toed boots. She often carries a set of tools that help her pick locks and a trusty dagger. As for what else she may carry, we'll leave that a mystery for now.
Registered: Jan 12, 2020 16:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Camaro (Dart) on Feb 23, 2020 11:22:53 GMT -8
Tass's attacks were large and powerful while Dart fought with a sense of elegance and cunningness to them. Her attacks though not as devastating, she knew where to cut to make the creature stagger and bleed. The longer they were in battle with Dart the more they'll end up bleeding. The monster howled as the blows hit them. A goopy type substance leaked out of the monster as their blades made contact. As the strange liquid leaked out of its body onto the floor, a sizzle could be heard as it ate through the temple floor. Best not to touch....that. "careful not to give that beast an opening" Dart said noticing that depending on how he swung his axe it would leave him open for a split moment enough for one of those sharp appendages to swing across his body.
Even though the monster was being hit, it didn't go down. A few blows it could block with its appendages which sounded more metal than flesh as it intercepted a sweeping blow from Darts scimitar. The appendages were thick at the base before tapering off to sharp points that it was able to balance itself with. It has 6 appendages that it uses to walk on and apparently it needs 3 to stay on the ground or else it'll tip over. "Cover me" Dart yells aiming for the sharks legs. As if it predicted this the shark changed its position catching the back of Dart's clothing and lifting her up.
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Tassarion Genroris
Established
Roleplay posts: 48
Age: 25
Physical Description: The broad-chested warrior stands at a tall height of 6'1", windblown, chestnut hair hanging in his face and caught in his beard. His dark eyes peer from beneath somewhat unruly brows, he has strong scandinavianesque features that fit his warrior persona.
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Clothes and Equipment: He wears furs and leathers: everything from the boots to his mantle, marking him as a fine hunter. His weapons include a large axe which he uses both as a melee weapon as well as a ranged weapon, as well as simple but finely made daggers. His armour includes an iron helm, gauntlets, and chest plates affixed with leather straps.
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Registered: Feb 1, 2020 9:40:14 GMT -8
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Post by Tassarion Genroris on Feb 23, 2020 16:28:50 GMT -8
What was this monster?! It seemed more like a machine than a monster. It was the strangest thing he had ever encountered in his life. Or so he thought anyway. He didn't need to be told about the sizzling, for he heard the caustic reaction of the goo as it hit the floor. He almost got hit with a glob of the stuff as well but lifted his axe to block it from him. "Shit," he hissed and brought the axe down on one of the limbs. Why wouldn't the son of a bitch die?! And then the unthinkable happened, it grabbed Dart and lifted her up. He took a swing at the arm that was lifting her, his arm screaming in pain at the sheer force of his swing, for he swung with all of his might! "ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!" he grunted loudly. If he was successful, he would go into a frenzy of swings and parries, lost in berserker mode in that moment.
He was so angry and determined. One could probably see the fact that his face was red, the veins in his forehead pronounced. He wouldn't stop swinging until the beast was down and dead, or so was his thought. Whether that happened or not remained to be seen.
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Camaro (Dart)
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 23
Physical Description: Dart as those on the streets knows her is a small-framed woman no taller than 5ft which makes her hard to track in a crowd. Her green radiant eyes framed by the dark short hair peer out finding the next target on her list.
Clothes and Equipment: She hides behind black cloaks and armor of the likes with faint white accents. She wears dark gloves that nearly reach her elbows to better help her climb things without injuring her hands. She wears sleek pants that tuck into a pair of steel-toed boots. She often carries a set of tools that help her pick locks and a trusty dagger. As for what else she may carry, we'll leave that a mystery for now.
Registered: Jan 12, 2020 16:29:33 GMT -8
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Post by Camaro (Dart) on Feb 25, 2020 11:26:51 GMT -8
He was able to slice through the limb that had hoisted Dart off the ground. She lands effortlessly on her feet. "Let's just get this over with." She says the two of them making quick work on taking out the rest of the monsters legs. The shark beast collapsed onto the floor its body writhing. Dart pointed the edge of her scimitar at the beast waiting for it to accept it's defeat. "You have bested me. The Jewel is yours, you are all like the rest. You steal the jewel for your own self interest. Be careful, the Desert Rose has its thorns." With that, it disappeared its grotesque limbs going with it. The two easily exit the temple and luckily their camel is still alive and well.
Dart didn't care if her heart was wicked. She got what she needed. She can finally prove that she had what it took, all she could think of now was selling the rose. It's a same though, it is quite the beauty. Maybe she can keep it around for a moment longer.
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