[Was Open] Rollin' Golems

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STATUS

The Swelter Shelter

HP: 100% MP: 100% - EQUIPMENT - W.A. Longsword (1H) W.A. Tower Shield W.A. Plate Armor SKILLS - None Active - Words: 511 Tags: Nisha thatoneguy @thatotherguy Notes: --

"Phwah, it's hot today..." Even sitting in one of the shaded areas, the heat was oppressively hot today. The Half-Alv Guardian began to fan himself with the flyer he was looking at, hoping that the breeze the motion brought would cool him down just the tiniest bit. Sweat trickled down his face in great big, salty drops, sometimes dripping onto his glasses. Or maybe that was from the cup of water he poured over his head in a desperate attempt to beat the heat. His usual green shirt was draped around his neck as if it were a towel, using it to wipe the moisture from his forehead every now and then. A sign was stuck in the ground outside the shade of the canopy, saying the usual recruitment banter for help with taking down some golems. The sun's relentless heat bore down on the campgrounds, Oxford counting the drops of sweat that fell from his nose as he looked at the ground. His stomach rumbled, letting him know that it was time for a post-lunch pre-dinner snack. Food was the last thing he wanted. Instead, a nice cool bottle of water would be the perfect thing right now...if it would stay that cold, that is. An uproar had started out over at one of the provisons stalls when all of the cold drinks had been sold out. Taking advantage of the chaos, Brewers and Chefs began to dominate the Sarum market, selling overpriced cold drinks to the parched players. "Feh. Lousy profiteers. They probably bought all the Landers' stock." He took a swig of lukewarm water from one of the bottles he brought along with him. He swished it around in his mouth for a bit before spitting it back onto the ground. Nasty stuff, warm water is, but dehydration was even nastier. The Guardian forced another swig of the warm water down, knowing that he would probably end up at the Abbey if he didn't get enough fluids in him. He stopped fanning himself for a moment to take a look at the flyer he yoinked from the quest board. Apparently, this quest was one for 4 Golem Sentinels and their Golem Phalanx leader. Just to be on the safe side, Ox decided that having three people tag along would be more than enough to reduce them all to rubble. That is, if they all didn't die of heatstroke along the way. He began to fan himself with the flyer again as his awareness of the heat came back in a flash, sending a fresh wave of sweat down his forehead and down his back. He patted his chest and back down with his shirt to absorb all the moisture that had gathered on him for the nth time. "I need to find an alchemist who can build me a magic-powered fan." Oxford felt his wrist begin to cramp, getting tired from all the fanning he was doing. If nobody showed up soon, he'd probably end up robbing people of their cool drinks on his way out of Sarum.

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[Nisha]

Nisha was resting restlessly. There was the heat, true, true, but up in her tree it was not as bad, also she had drank the last two chilled drinks they had had back then and then taken to the tree right away afterwards. Just to find that soemhow she could not get much rest anyhow, her tail before a commodity she had been infinitely grateful for was now hanging as far away from her body as it could and she had been just about to cut it off if not two people had suddenly jumped in to hold her down before bringing down her katana on her tail. It was just too damn hot and did not feel nice at all anymore and thus she had decided to take it off, it would regrow, right? Or just appear right away again, but no, she could not even take off some acoutrement she did not like anymore before being hold down by sweaty people who told her it was not healthy to do that. She friggin knew and that was the point.

And now, she lived in fear of her fluffy and warm tail all the way and just the thought of it accidentally falling on her body and warming her up any more was harassment for which seh wanted to sue her own thoughts and would win before any jury that had the least bit of moral, ethics and common sense. Also, there was the issue of the tree she resided in, nearly everyone knew who was here for a few days, it happened quite frequently that a woodpecker guy would come swing and axe away at her tree, the only one even remotely close to the camp anymore and a foxtail would jump down on him, throwing whoever dared around without care and scold them quite heavily. The tree by now had so many scars that most likely the next person would bring the tree down and make Nisha sail off to who knows where. And exactly that she feared and knew would happen soon, but she had become used to the tree and it´s closeness to everything in the camp, enabling her to observe everything going on in the camp. Just like she saw oxford scurrying around for shadow and then putting up a shield beside him. Seems like he was on a quest for something, but she could not read it all too clearly. Leaning forward, she felt something crumble and screamed: "TIMBER!"

Before the tree leaned into the direction she had leaned out off, apparently it would not be the woodpeckers who would take the tree down, but Nisha. Ah, what irony she thought as her life and the world flashed around before her eyes, making Nisha wonder if she would die from the fall as she felt gravity reminding her that not only the tree was falling and made her tumble alongside the treetrunk, first to the side and then down, tumbling all the while closer to where ox was and even able to read portions of the quest shield. It looked interesting and Nisha decided to go with ox to kill some stuff, venting some frustration from her tree´s death on the golems. The tree landed and Nisha was jumping in the direction of ox, rolling into a ball, she came to the ground, rolled a little, jumped, came to her feet, ran more from her momentum, stumbled, fell on her face and slid another foot before turning over like a pancake and laying on her back in front of Ox, breathing heavily, but with a huge grin on her face. Another one of her bucket list and she, even though she had felt like dying had somehow only lost two percent of life due to not falling from on high, but jumping just as the tree hit the ground. As well as, it pained her to say so, her tail which had polstered her a bit from the initial shock. She opened her mouth, closed it, brushed over her face to get the dirt off and said: "Hi Ox, fancy meeting you here." She decided to just stay there laying in front of him and rest up a little until her health had regenerated, and really, who would make the little foxgirl stand up right after falling like this. The only bitterness she felt was that not even a minute after her tree had fallen, she could hear axes coming down on top of it, dividing it and turning it into useful other stuff, maybe some more umbrellas, they would be awesome for some shade and would make the tree happy too, Nisha thought before closing her eyes and laying still to relax a little.

Tags: @0x1dea open open
Music: dundundun
Words: 792
Mood: Happy to be alive
Skills: None

[Tobin]

Word Count: 623

“England… Being hot, I call bull on this game representing my county”

He squinted up at the malicious glowing orb in the sky, brushing a faint bead of sweat from his brow as he left the lavish comforts of town for the great outdoors. The noble adventurer had come out to the frontier of civilisation to satisfy his sense of adventure and for the prospects of decent wage. Unfortunately he had already blown some of his precious cash in town on chilled water. The sunny spell was unusual, though not unwelcome to the dwarf as being lightly clad in a sleeveless tunic as his only protection meant that he was pleasantly warm, rather than smouldered.

He paused to quickly scale a tree to gain elevation; the dwarf took a moment to tense his muscles before he jumped up the tree and drug in with firm hand strikes, climbing with the grace of a well-coordinated bear, each arm giving him great vertical climb as he created hand holds as he went along. It had been a couple of weeks since he had seriously concentrated on adventuring, now level 14, he felt significantly stronger then he used to. A feeling of strength that could only compared to with an immense gym workout, after the period of pain, his body was reborn with a new layer of capability woven into his frame. At the height of his assent he panted and removed the splinters from his chubby, muscular fingers, this moment was seized to get his bearings as he unfluied a small map and scanned for landmarks.

-Take on 4 golems and a big thing. Well, least I can get a good look at the party and make my mind up then. Though I would thought the party wouldn’t be gathering up too far out of town…-

“Timber!”

Tobin’s gaze fell upon a tree that had started to collapse in the distance. This was hardly unusual, but with his in game eyesight he could see a figure riding it down, somewhat less normal by most definitions. “good lord, I’ve been in too many DnD campaigns to see how this will go.” For those less informed that either meant fireballs being used or taverns being set on fire, or a premature party wipe. None of those things were particularly good.

With that he pushed himself to stand as he strolled along the branch and hopped down, as he neared the ground a – Somersault Attack-, creating a downdraft as he landed that sent a breeze out in all directions that fanned him down from all directions as a smug smile flickered on his features. He then regained his composure and began to jog over, his entire body shifted from left to right as he covered distance with a diagonal zig/zagging pattern. Tobin had yet to figure out how to run properly in his new body. Within a minute he had arrived at the party site, with the more familiar appearance of the sexy towering Guardian and a foxy lady (pun intended) strewn across the floor, a tad winded by the fall, but really non-worse for the wear.

“Howdy, did ya enjoy ya trip wee lass?” He spoke with a rumbling chuckle, changing his voice gaining a thicker accent as he entered his dwarf persona as he offered a palm down for her to grip if she wanted to rise “Hope ya not too hurt, gotta admit tree surfin’ isn’t mah thing.” He then turned his eyes up to the guardian, feeling more comfortable that such a powerful presence was part of the party, with a level 50 by your side, what could go wrong? “I’mma guessing this be the golem huntin’ party? Because I’m willin’ to parteh up."

[Hanelli]

"Herpaderp." ☒ @0x1dea, Nisha, Tobin ✐ 509 ✉ Et tu? MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

Han was now looking around for additional quests she could take. What with the recently successful ‘Golem Bowling’ one with Nisha, she wanted to get going again and practice her weaponry skills. It then hit her that she could use a new weapon in order to increase the number of weapons she could use; after all, the Assassins were known to be one of the ‘Weapon Specialist’ classes that existed in the Tale. But then… which weapon should I go for next? I know that getting my hands on actual shuriken should be easy, and getting a nice pair of daggers is on the list too… why not add some more kunai and then get going… but I also want to know how to fight with an actual blade, even if it’s just a short sword… how about a kodachi? She thought to herself as she perused the huge Quest board that was at the Sarum area, wondering if there was someone familiar in the crowd… and upon closer inspection, someone within the crowd of hot, sweating adventurers did look familiar; it was Oxford! Ahh, I curse my height… why did I not make myself taller in-game?! She hissed in the back of her mind, waving and trying to catch the attention of the Guardian she’d gone on an adventure with previously. Man, I really need to hang out with everyone else on my Friends list again… she continued to herself as she finally decided to push her way through the crowd, shoving some of the particularly burly Landers out of the way; and slipping through the rest of the Landers that didn’t feel so… freaking sticky. Sooner or later, she was now right next to him; so instead of announcing her presence from the left, she then maneuvered her way to the front; and then waved in his face, pretty much almost knocking the flier out of his hands. “Hey there, long time no quest! So what’re you planning to do this time?” she asked by way of greeting, trying to see if she could decipher the ‘words’ that were written on the flier that he was using to fan himself off with. “Also… damn it’s so hot. I feel like I just came through a crowd of… well, you know,” she ended with a shrug, and then a grin; because there was just a flowery insult on the tip of her tongue there. “Need help for anything? I noticed one of the Quests on the Board over there is missing, so I figured, someone may have taken it…” she trailed off, betraying the little fact that she was always hovering near the Sarum Quest board, watching the tallies go up, down, left and right… some of the quests had been there a while; and most of those were Combat ones. So who knew if they were going to fight? Ah well, better get my ‘armory’ ready just in case… she thought as she began shuffling around her Inventory, trying to ward off the unbearable heat as well…

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QUEST INFO

Four Golem Sentries and their leader, a Golem Phalanx, have been spotted roaming the Sarum area. Seeing as how they pose a big threat to solo Adventurers, a small party is advised for this mission.

Objective: Take out 4 Golem Sentries and 1 Golem Phalanx.

Golem Sentinels defeated: 0/4
Golem Phalanx defeated: 0/1

Participants:
[Guardian] - @0x1dea
[Samurai] - Nisha
[Monk] - Tobin
[Assassin] - Hanelli

STATUS

A Team of Three and Me

HP: 100% MP: 100% - EQUIPMENT - W.A. Longsword (1H) W.A. Tower Shield W.A. Plate Armor SKILLS - Cool Defense - Words: 692 Tags: @partyppls Notes: The first enemies we'll be fighting will be two level 15 Golem Sentinels. Anyone can RP their entrance if they're up for it.

So far this quest was off to a great start. Besides being nearly finished off by a Possessed Stump's much taller cousin, the Spindly Oak, three people had decided to join him on this mission. He simply nodded to the fox tail, the heat sapping whatever energy he had left to overreact to the fact that he'd nearly been squished by the nesting adventurer. Instead, he merely nodded his head to acknowledge the Samurai's flashy entrance, his eyes shifting to the girl's tail (as in tail tail, not booty tail). Poor thing, getting stuck with a warm, fluffy tail like that in this heat... A fresh, yet still warm breeze, washed over the Guardian, almost causing him to lose his grip on the flier fan in his hand as he relished the momentary relief from the heat. He looked around to see what had causes the source of the breeOH MAN PARTY DWARF IS IN DA HOUSE. Oxford's hopes lifted as he wondered what kind of drink to request from the vertically-challenged Brewer as the Dwarf ran towards the gathering of two. They were immediately dashed when he suddenly Tobin shift his direction away from them, Oxford's hopes rising again when he turned back, and falling when he shifted away. Oh wait, he's just running in a zig-zag. He greeted the dwarf with a lazy wave with his free hand, still fanning himself with his other hand. After the dwarven Monk had joined up with the duo, now turning the group into a trio, a dam seemed to have broke, letting out large waves of people as they surrounded the no-good profiteers. Hot, sweaty bodies collided as they all tried to get a claim of the ice-cold drinks sold at absurdly high prices. The Guardian thought he saw a hand waving to get his attention amidst the chaos. Oxford dismissed it as someone trying to stake a purchase claim, other hands waving around in the air, some of them jangling around satchels of gold. I wonder if a fourth person will join the cause. If not then we'll probably have to-- Oxford began to wonder if he was hallucinating when he saw a third hand in front of his face. A simple turn of the head revealed that the disembodied hand's owner was actually attached to arm, which in turn was attached to an arm, which was attached to a body, which had a face that the Guardian recognized as being Hanelli's face. He gave the new arrival a friendly grin, and then a laugh at her last statement. "Yeah, they're slippery little bastards." After having successfully gathered 3 out of 3 party members, he wiped the moisture face with his Green Shirt-Now-Scarf before pulling up his menu to send out the party invite to the three of them. As he waited for them to accept the request, he decided to try and see if some insane idea he suddenly thought of to cooldown would actually work. He stood up and pulled his shield out of the ground before activating his Cool Defense skill. Not only did he provide an extra line of defense for his party mates, the skill also made sure he wasn't in imminent danger of drowning in his own sweat. A slow drain of mana was a small price to for the Guardian to pay, as long as he was comfortable. He rummaged around inside his pouch to see if had any spare mana pots or anything. Nope. Gonna have to keep an eye on MP then. Oxford made sure he was wearing the rest of his equipment before turning to the others and motioned to them. "Alright, let's go. Make sure you bring plenty of fluids along to keep yourself hydrated. It'd be sad to see one of you guys end up back at the Abbey because of heatstroke." As a Guardian, he could protect from volleys of enemy attacks, but when it came to forces of nature, it was every man (or woman) for themself. He gave his longsword a practiced spin of the wrist, sheathing it before the group headed out to lands possibly unknown.

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[Nisha]

Nisha saw two more people join their merry group, a well known face to her, Hanelli, someone with whom she had beaten the last big monster, maybe they could build up on that and get some bigger enemy done as well. Or at least some more golems, Nisha did not really know how they would do this, since it would most likely be best if they split up for this quest with one half facing the guardians of the big guy and the rest taking care of the big one until the other two could join. The other person who had joined was a dwarf, one of the few she had seen so far, but then again, lately since she had been trying to get more interaction with people in, she had even met werecats and other races she had not seen before. Looking at the party screen, their levels were all over the place, but at least with these they shoudl be able to do some damage and if it did not work, no one would really die in the end. Feeling up to it again, she slowly sat up and wondered about something for a second, she could just let her tail disappear, right? Why had she not done so before? Well, first, she was too lazy and second, she had had just another idea that could be pretty interesting if it worked as she wanted it too. Instead of letting her one tail disappear, one other appeared and they both began to rhythmically flick and fan fresh air into her face. She had begun to train her tails since the aplcalypse and by now she could move them as well as make them do individual small stuff which was one motion, but nothing more. "Hi Hanelli and nice to meet you, thanks for the help, the trip was... if only for having a word for it, interesting and maybe a bit too flashy for me." She said with a smile toward the dwarf, took his hand, got up mostly on her own and looked around at the merry troop.

Listening to Oxford say they should take liquids with them, Nisha wondered what he meant, there was no water around at the moment and due to the woodworms and peckers cutting down trees right and left there was barely any shade outside of tents and the base camp. Making the whole situation even hotter and making Nisha wonder if it would get hot enough for there to be a wildfire at some point. But really, who had heard of the london area to be this hot? Her sense of season was screwed up anyway because this game had a weird sensation of time to begin with, but Nisha did not even know how long they had been in the game by now and if it was as hot on the outside of the game as on the inside. "Ah, this is good." Nisha said while air was blasted into her face from the tails, wondering if she had gone delusional because the air they fanned was barely any better than the rest of the air, but it felt nice at least. brushing over her behind with her right hand to get some dust and dirt off from her fal, shee looekd at the tree she had liked in the corner of her eyes and saw several people stealing glances at her as if they were waiting for Nisha to rush there and rip their heads off or something the like. But Nisha took her eyes off of them and focused on other things instead. "So, I guess let´s go? If someone does not have a good idea wehre to get cold drinks from? One of you guys is not secretly an ice sorcerer or something?" Nisha asked without hope in her voice and just trying to get the hot air out of her mouth and try to breathe in anew with the same amount of warmth in it. Bah, humbug she wanted to exclaim, but dropped it, since that would mean taking in another dose of the air which seemed to turn to fire in her lungs. Hoping the golems would be at least as sluggish as they all were, she wondered where they would have to go.

Words: 720
Mood: Tailfan
Music: lazy
Tags: @0x1dea Hanelli Tobin

[Tobin]

(OOC: I needed to reply, so yeah I change it. Basically, Tobin encounters two sentinals, bliz's one with several attacks to find that being resistant to physical damage is a thing... Two golems, one dwarf anyone? i will make edits tomorrow. I do try to take everyones posts into account, just get lost in etails)

HP: 72% Mana: 75% Word Count: 1403

The dwarf chuckled at the fox tails reply and nodded as he elected to slump to sit in the shade of the tall stump, pausing to dispel the thin bead of sweat from his forehead. In comparison to his comrades wasn’t really phased by the weather as it was evidently a class feature to be close to naked as one could get, with only a tunic and pants to provide protection from the world. The dwarf took quiet amusement of that fact as he never imagined that his lack of armour would ever have an advantage.

Before long the fourth member to the love shack the band of adventurers had arrived. He squinted as he looked up at her from his comfortable sitting position, he had been in parties with the ninja twice before, though the first time they had spilt into two, and the second time… Well, aside from the fact there was a lot of sentry ass kicking in the rain he couldn’t remember much of that conflict. Another strand of evidence for the elusive string theory perhaps, since that thread was cut short? YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! That aside he waved a lazy hand in greeting as he maintained his status as one with the bark, one day praying to emerge from the tandem of being a short stump.

“Also… damn it’s so hot. I feel like I just came through a crowd of… well, you know,” "Bovines. They make noise, travel in herds and smell like a methane factory. Quite appropriate realleh"

The dwarf added sharply to the sentence with a rumbling chuckle, rising to his feet as he emerged as a background character. Now that they were all together they were going to head out on golem season, though he paused briefly at the request of an ice sorcerer, he raised a eyebrow as he fished through his inventory, pulling out various items, including a singular stocking at one point that he took great effort to conceal quickly, before he produced an apple and tossed it lightly to catch.

“Squeeze som of that in ya drink, might not cool ya, but at least it will make ya drink taste a tad better than urine. Don’t have any ice. Anywah” he motioned to stride ahead of the group, “since ya all hot and bothered, I’ll do a bit of recon. I’ll let ya know if I spot any of dem buggers.”

With that he strode off rather quickly without the impediment of armour and set off in an awkward zig/zag jog, seemingly incapable of deciding which foot the fleshy square wished to favour. It wouldn’t take long to jog across the open plains and gently rolling hills before Tobin had reached the crest of a steep incline, down there was a flowing shallow river that reflected the glint up into his eyes and before he noticed two lumbering shapes of stone, idly sitting under the shade of a weeping willow as they took it in turns to skim pebbles across the waters gleaming surface. The dwarf scratched his head and observed the behaviour for around half a minute, his mind racing to understand the strange cultural aspects behind the simple, childlike aspect.

-Surely golems are not doing this to pass the time, there must be some deeper purpose behind this meaning. A comparsion of strength, perhaps a competation between two males for alpha status, or maybe even a mating ritial, where their spawn is being seeded into the river…- He then noticed one making a silent fist pump gesture as his “child” touched down on the other side, drawing a gentle sigh from the dwarf. -Or maybe they are just throwing stones into a river. -

The dwarf paused as he briefly opened up a tab and sent a silent message to the party to record his findings and marked the two on the radar. Taking a second to unscrew the water flask and sip, a hint of tangy apple cider that he had mixed in eased the terrible taste, before he rose to his feet, screwed the top on and with a causal flick of the wrist threw the flask down towards the river to land beside the bank in an audiable crunch of stone. The creatures rose with a rumbling ground as they were startled by the noise.

-Either way, the party isn’t too far, so I might as well get in ta a scrafty and just see what these extra levels are worth-

“Enough planning, let’s do this, LEEEERROOOOOYYYYY” With a loud bellow, his skin turned a dull sheen of grey as –iron body- was activated, his metallic skin shimmered with the golden rays of the sun and a hint of blazing red crimson from his foot as he ignited the –Wyvern Kick- and pounced the height of his warcry, sparkling with the energy of 20 twilight vampires as he connected the kick into the nearest golems chest, the collusion resulting in a echoing crack with the hint of bell chime that resulted in the creature sliding back from the momentum as it’s skin cracked.

“JENNNKKINNNSSS!”

Taking advantage of the momentum the dwarf followed it with a guided in -summersault attack- overhead, twisting his body away into a backflip as he brought the blazing heal down onto its guarding arm with a second resounding crunch, yet the dwarf was alarmed when it’s defence held strong against the slower, stronger attack of his iron body, he cursed as he kicked away with the other foot to spiral away as he scrapped away, catching only the edge of its counter strike. However amidst his concentrated assault and the distance the had both travelled toward the water’s edge, Tobin had lost track of the other golems position, something it reminded him of as it collided it’s fist firmly with his back as it propelled him toward the damaged golem once again with a loud clang. The creature however lacked either the speed or the grace to prepare a counter attack as the dwarf spun towards it, being caught firmly in the chest by the fleshy metallic square like a projectile, sending it toppling over backwards into the water with a fountain of water. He burst out laughing as he staggered to his feet, swaying unsteadily as he sought to space his feet out to hold his ground against the second striding sentinel.

-bugger that attack hurt, if he had managed to crush me against the ground with that fist, a few hooks like that could end me.-

The dwarf knew that even if one had been removed from the fight for the time being, his momentum was now lost so that rushing it and blitzing it was no longer effective. He knew he was just fortunate that the creatures lacked teamwork to overwhelm him entirely and it had somehow worked to his advantage. So he came up with a second tactic that required improvisation and a sharp wit. Basically talk crap until the rest of the party bailed him out of this solution.

“That, was exactly how I planned, a three part attack ‘n straight in the water ya friggin’ brick arse, I know that crap is super effective on ya, even if my fists are not.” He paused briefly as it began to lumber toward him again, losing interest in his outburst, causing him to bellow louder as he wildly jabbed his finger in its direction. “Don’t ya dare approach me! My martial arts would make Bruce Lee bow, so ya better be steppin’ up to mah level or ya gonna be rubble like ya-”

The rush of water behind him as the colossus rose out of the golden liquid, the water cascaded off to reveal that the golem sential had taken around 40% damage from the barrage, as evident with the like cracks in its chest and arm. Decent, but considering it was resistant to physical damage he had to be blinded with optimism if he thought bombing it with two special attacks and somehow getting it into the river was going to be enough to stop it, not that the dwarf cared to look. He could feel its aggro burning intensely into the back of his skull as he let out an extremely deep sigh, finding the moment to brush a cold sweat from his forehead.

“Now that I think about it, it’s rathar great weather we’re havin’, no?”

[Hanelli]

"Can't hit what you can't see!" ☒ @0x1dea, Nisha, Tobin ✐ 796 ✉ Hunting List: Golem Sentinels: 0 / 4 Golem Phalanx: 0 / 1 Skills Used: Accel Dance (active) Shadow Bind (active; debuff) Foot note: Sorry for the late reply guys! Feel free to have the Sentinels go shat-rage if you want. (my ISP died and was just fixed today) MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

Now that they were sufficiently underway, she saw that there was a flickering ‘Party’ request in front of her. Quickly accepting it, she then began tinkering around with her set-up, dropping out her knives; well technically they were not knives per se (as they were her bladed weapons) but she knew she had to be ready for anything. “This heat is an understatement…” she said, fanning herself with her hand as the little pop-up in front of her receded to the upper-right hand side of the screen, displaying four names and Health bars. She knew that as a Pharmacist, she could dip into her own stock of potions if anyone needed anything; they just had to holler in her direction. Wouldn’t it be nice if one of the Pharmacist skills would have us tossing the bottle at them, but instead of exploding into glass shards and messy liquid on impact, the effects would be absorbed by the receiving character? Hmm, maybe that could work… she thought as she continued to fan herself; why was the heat so damned stifling anyway?! She then sighed as she passed by a Brewer’s stand before following the rest of the party out, and purchasing a lot of his stock of ice-cold drinks. Now that her pockets were considerably lighter (and her Inventory considerably more cluttered) she then caught up with Nisha, Oxford… and their stout, but stalwart Dwarf companion. She knew that he looked familiar; but had forgotten to ask him for his name! Meh, I’ll find out about it in due course… she thought to herself as she continued to fan herself, as well as Nisha, in order to be able to keep themselves cool. She was secretly thankful for having her in-game avatar’s hair considerably shorter than it normally was in the real world; but the problem here was that her Elvin ears were now sticking out somewhat; was she actually ‘growing’ in the physical sense?! She then blinked a few times in order to dissipate the hazy feeling that was overcoming her; and had come to a stop and was about to pull out a few leftover Apples she remembered having dropped into her inventory to share with her companions, when the Sentinels attacked! Ugh, what a way to ruin the fun… she thought to herself as she quickly spun her dagger around; and saw that their companion (Tobin) had already taken initiative and charged forward and unleashed some of his own attacks! Now, she didn’t know what those were, but she could certainly slow them down; because the Sentinels were sure taking their time trundling in their direction! “Easy enough…” she said to herself with a grin curving on her face; as she quickly activated her Accel Dance skill in order to gain a momentary burst of speed; before darting around and behind the first Sentinel that had already taken a beating thanks to Tobin. She heard his retort about the weather, and was severely tempted to chime in when the Sentinel suddenly took a flailing stance and tried to catch her with its fists! “Oh don’t turn into the rock storm on me now,” she said with a hint of exasperation entering her voice. She then quickly activated her Shadow Bind skill; and then stabbed the first Sentinel’s shadow; driving the point of the dagger deep enough into the dirt so that only the handle was showing. She then moved away with another burst of momentarily-gained speed and activated Accel Dance once more; before chaining it again with another instance of Shadow Bind and stabbing the second Sentinel’s shadow as well; driving the kunai in so deep that it was almost completely buried! “There we go, time for the Sarum Rodeo to commence…” she said with a grin; hoping that Oxford at least got the reference! She then flipped her Inventory open and then yanked out a length of frayed; but still durable rope, and then quickly shaped it into the form of a hoop; before squinting in the Sentinels’ direction, trying to figure out the best way in order to be able to trip them together so that they would be much easier to take out. After all, the Sentinels were only harmful if they decided to go all rock storming on them! a few moments of thinking later, she grinned, and then unknotted the rope, before quickly darting around the two rather ‘stuck’ Sentinels, flailing their fists overhead quite uselessly; and then shooting the rope through one of its legs so that she could bring them together and render them helpless. Only thing is I have no idea how heavy they are… she thought, quickly ducking down as the other Sentinel took another swing in her direction; barely missing her face by inches!

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QUEST INFO

Four Golem Sentries and their leader, a Golem Phalanx, have been spotted roaming the Sarum area. Seeing as how they pose a big threat to solo Adventurers, a small party is advised for this mission.

Objective: Take out 4 Golem Sentries and 1 Golem Phalanx.

Golem Sentinels defeated: 1/4
Golem Phalanx defeated: 0/1

Participants:
[Guardian] - @0x1dea
[Samurai] - Nisha
[Monk] - Tobin
[Assassin] - Hanelli

STATUS

Rock You Like a Hurricane

HP: 100% MP: 92% - EQUIPMENT - W.A. Longsword (1H) W.A. Tower Shield W.A. Plate Armor SKILLS - Taunting Shout - - Covering - - Counter Break - - Hammer Beat - Words: 543 Tags: @partypeoples Notes: One level 15 Golem down. The two new ones are levels 16 and 17.

Oxford heard the familiar battle cry of impending doom as he glanced up from his map. "Ah, good. Mr. Jenkins seemed to have located a couple of the mobs already." He brought up the rear of the group as the rest of the party ran to the dwarf Monk's location. The sight Oxford saw as he lay eyes upon the scene before him caused him to stop and stare. A brilliant shining dwarf was kicking one of the stoney behemoths square in the chest. The image of a mid-air Spartan warrior king kicking another king square in the chest came to mind as he watched the golem splash down into the river. A rainbow could be seen in the fine mist, disappearing as the water settled down. A smirk crossed the Guardian's face as he drew his longsword and readied his shield. Despite the danger of the situation, Ox couldn't help but let out a chuckle. Well, he knows how to make an entrance, I'll give him that. The ground vibrated beneath his feet as the second one began to join the ruckus the party was now raising. In a blink, Hanelli had already dashed to introduce the golem's shadow to the pointy end of her kunai, repeating the process with the other golem as it got out of the water. For simplicity's sake, let's called the cracked one Cracker, and the other one, oh, I know. Skippy. Yes, Skippy. Anyways, Skippy apparently wanted no part of Hanelli's bondage games, so it decided that a punch aimed at the Elf's face was an appropriate way of saying "no thank you". Well, that's not a nice way to treat a lady, Skippy. Luckily, Han was much faster than a sluggish rock monster that could only seem to throw wild haymakers at anyone near him. Seeing that the dwarf was handling Cracker nicely on his own for the time being, Oxford spread his arms wide as he shouted a customary "COME AT ME, BRO", activating Taunting Shout on the creature. Then, in a twist of game exploitation, he followed it up with his Covering skill. The added boost of agility gave him enough speed to propel himself further up in the air. At the peak of his jump, he reeled his shield arm back, hitting Skippy full in the face/cranial rock with a Counter Break. If the sheer level difference between the Guardian and the golem wasn't enough to topple the thing, then tripping over Hanelli's rodeo lasso would. Oxford landed on the golem's chest as it crashed to the ground, giving the Assassin a grin of his own. "Looks like the rodeo's in full swing, eh 'Nelli?" Oh look, Skippy was trying to make a swipe at Oxford now. Lolnope, Hammer Beat. A satisfying gonk from the shield meeting rock resounded throughout the area, seeming to echo all across the valley. Also, Skippy's new name was now Crumbly, since the animated rock person now dematerialized into a bunch of boulders before disappearing completely. The Guardian would've turned to see how the others were doing, if not for the fact that two more Golem Sentinels were bounding down the path towards them. "Heads up! Two more Sentinels inbound!" Cue motivational soundtrack for the upcoming fights.

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[Nisha]

Arara, Nisha thought as she heard the scream of the dwarf over the hill quite clearly, hoping he was not all too hurt or too awesome for the golems to stand, Nisha wanted a piece of them as well. Apparently he had mined up some nice big rocks and had already engaged them though, seeing as everyone suddenly hurried off. Nisha had already closed the menu window and shoved all the unnecessary stuff to the side so that she would not see it any more, returning to being as immersed in the game as she could be. Such recklessness, really. Nisha did not really see the point of sending the dwarf out first though, seeing that they had a bona fide guardian at level way-above-you, but no, the dwarf who aside from being dwarfishly vertically challenged also had the lowest level of them all had valiantly rushed off into battle, seeking the honors of the first blood and strike, and Nisha did not really mind, she liked proactive people and if the dwarf had not done so, she would have, even though now that that was gone, the whole urgentness had kind of vanished. Well, as long as Tobin did not go up against the elite monster, he should be able to handle it, and anyway, Nisha liked his attitude and way of... well, him being truthful to the whole dwarf stuff. Gimli and such were always funny to be around, while just thinking about having to ride or travel with only legolas and the other bunch with their cryptic way of talking, their underhanded social interactions and all that... A dwarf was a much better companion to have and as she would soon see very good at showing off what he could. Sighing, she looked at the apple and bit into it, another reason why she had no urge to rush was the heat and a single apple was not going to help much, but then again, maybe a good heated battle would cancel out the heat with even more temperature and they were going against what could be considered the master of the golems, at least kind of.

Since she had nothing to squeeze the juice into, she would just drink it right from the source and feel refreshed if it was the last thing she would do from either this apple or the battle, it was just too hot to go into battle without a mindset like this. Walking off behind the tank and dps, she wondered if she should jump into action too, but just like before she saw that they were all doing their thing perfectly already. Hanelli was doing a very good job of dealing with both golems, even able to use her skills once again flowing just like before, Nisha was still wondering if she could do that. Heck the dwarf did some kung fu stuff which looked quite cool and rainbows and all that stuff and ox looked like he was ready to take on the world with how he was beckoning the enemies to him and Nisha wondered if these three could ever be stopped and if there was anything left to do for her. Seems Nisha would only disturb the fun they had, seeing how they even got one of them down without Nisha ever pulling out her sword and just standing there with her tails fanning her air, even though slowly and surely she felt tired of it and wondered if she should jump into the river for a second nothing for her to do and all, going even so far as to fantasize herself playing in it, throwing water on golems and vanquishing them that way while a butler was carrying a glass of cooled juice to a table with an umbrella shading it against the sun. Drooling a little, she wiped the drool away quickly, since she had heard something. Two more golems that were coming their way, the earth making rumbling sounds like an aching tummy as they went, definitely they were out to disturb Nisha in her daydreams, meaning they had to pay, if spraying them with water would not work she would have to come up with more drastic measures...

There was something else against which they were definitely weak. Nisha began to meditate: "Mumbo jumbo, something about zen." And felt the power flowing into her from the skill Ikusanehan or how she called it, tempering, since the body of a samurai was steel and tempering it was only going to make it stronger, just like this skill which made her body stronger, raising her defense and offense a good portion. The part about meditation... Well, it was hot, don´t pressure her into emptying her thought when there was a refreshing source of water behind her and a big battle in front of her, that would be just torture. She breathed in the warm air, sighed at the heat and got into a battle stance. Feeling ready to exact her revenge on the rocky faces, she began to run at them and put her hand on her katana´s grip, so she could use her quickslash in tandem with her skill. Pulling out her sword activating her second and thus the passive third skill, iaido. The mix of the wind blade izunagiri and the quickslash, which strengthened the first attack the samurai used. The part about letting it in the sheath was just for some extra immersion since it seemed cooler, but how would one go and pull out a huge axe for example for that kind of stuff, since the samurai was not really bound to any weapon while doing this. Izunagiri is an overhead slash that creates a blade of wind traveling along and doing wind damage. She had wanted to strike one of them first to get in two attacks at once, but with them flailing at her already decided against it. She brought down her blade a bit angled to create a blade of wind hitting both golems squarely in the chest, leaving a little dent where it had hit over both of their bodies, surprised at the strength, apparently ikusanehan really was as good as she had thought. Using her momentum, she ran between both golems as she reached them and turned while sliding, grinning back at the group, she wondered how long it would take them until they came to help out or if she should draw them closer to the group, but all her thoughts about that were on halt as something unexpected to her happened, not that it was not possible in her mind, just that she had not thought them that nimble. Nisha´s grin was wiped away as a golem decided that kicking back at her was a thing now apparently and was damn right about that, obviously Nisha had underestimated them, teehee. Feeling the foot hit her in the shoulder was not something she had wanted to share on a birthday party, since it stung and flung her back a few feet, making her arm feel numb for a few seconds. Well, off to a good start, she thought as she ran around the golems she had damaged quite nicely so far, her next attack just waiting to be used. And seeing how samurai attacks got stronger the higher the chain. At least it had not taken that much of her life in comparison what she had lost last time she had fought these.

Words: 1249
Tags: @0x1dea Hanelli Tobin
Skills: Iaido, izunagiri, ikusanehan

[Tobin]

(OOC: It’s harder to cram in laughs while fighting. So I made this fight as manly as a fight between a dwarf and a golem could be. XD)
HP: 8% Mana: 23% Word Count: 1273 Skills: Probably all of them.


He felt a ting of relief as the Han and the Oxford arrived on time to double team skippy, needless to say, that kangaroo wasn't about to be whispering any more lies about timmy being trapped in well. The moment of relief was interrupted as a firm, small object pelted into the dwarf and struck him directly in the eye that caused him to sharply curse out, a hand grasped the peddle as it tumbled from his face and glared at it with his one good eye, then glared at the golem as he massaged his socket, the primitive creature promptly flipped him the finger and gestured for him to "come on"

"Ya son of a bitch." He briefly looked at the approaching creatures and shrugged as the spark hit the tinder of his temper, kindling a flame in his soul that caused his expression to harden, as the bark twisted with a dark anger. The player behind the dwarf was passionate about a lot of things in many extremes, this creature had dared slighted him, something he would immediately seek to avenge. "This one’s mine."

With the dwarf drew his hand and cast the stone as he strode toward the shore, further irritated when the creature caught it and tossed it over his shoulder. With a bound the dwarf crouched and launched himself over the river edge towards the golem, breaking into a -summersault attack- to connect solidly with the damaged arm it held up in it’s defence to prepell up. Then the dwarf desended to connect with a hammer blow* to the creatures head, the golem’ swept hand swept up and snatched him from the air and flung in into the water, pinning him against the stony riverbed. The air left his lungs as the stone pressed against him and in blind panic he lashed out against the implement with his fists, though the water dragged him on his attacks that made the blows bounce off it’s tough, slippy hide. Tobin scrambled as his breath meter rapidly depleted, only the loose floor peddles of the floor gave him idea for respite, a frantic -zoom kick- at it’s feet caused it to lose its stability, the dwarf launching up with all the desperation of several Justin beiber fans as he lifted the beast out of the water launched it with a improvised upper cut into the damaged area.

“FALLLLCONNN PUNNCCHHH”

The creature fell again in the water as the dwarf painted, the rainbows shining around the panting dwarf would have likely made many bronies proud, unfortunately. Tobin gave an gasp of relief as his chest heaved from his breathing, though any joy that the dwarf had quickly subsided as it rose again out of the water. The fracture widened, but his assault had lacked the power to do much more then moderate damage.

“Come on big boy! Round three!”

He panted, as he attempted to jump he found that the river, that was up to his waist and the iron body from prevented him from getting the lift he desired, so he turned side on and shimmed toward the golem, minimising the amount of fleshy square that the golem could punch.

Then it struck, with a silent rumble the stone thundered forward with a right hook, the dwarf disabled his -iron body- as it thundered forward and twisted to present his left side, avoiding most of the impact of the blow, he lost his footing but immediately wrapped both of his arms around the creatures arm and used it to dig down into the river bed and pull, crackers footing was strong but that’s all it could do without destabilising itself, until it swung it’s damaged fist to swat the irritating pressece. With a heave the dwarf jumped, barely clearing the surface of the water against the tention before he used the golems arm as a platform, pounching up into the sun as he reactivated –Iron Body- and thundered down with a -Wyvern Kick- into it’s right arm, the stone shattered under the impact. The dwarf landed in the water and grabbed a discarded thumb, giving a hint of a chuckle as he flipped the flat stone in his palms, the anger by now beginning to fade.

-This isn’t good, staminas starting to tick over-

“Oi, rock, what do you call a pleasing clown?”

He paused as the dwarf laughed and skimmed the stone back to shore once more rippled were pushed aside by the charging hulk, the small figure dived under water and pushed out towards the creature to collide with a firm leg and, with a grunt of exterstion the dwarf pulled hard back, lifting the leg as he rose out of the water and firmly punched the creature, driving it deep under the water. Taking the opportunity he stood on the creature and raised his fist, staring intently at the shadow as his fist erupted into orange flame he remembered everyone who he was fighting for, the home he needed to project, the sights he needed to see…

JESUS DWARF JUST PUNCH HIM ALREADY!

And so he did, the orange fist of the –Tiger Strike- broke the waves, pushing all the water away from his fist in a fine, wide spread spray that washed over the entire immediate area, the dwarf bellowing out his answer as the charged fist collided with the fissure in the doomed creatures chest. For a moment there was a mutrmal understanding between the two as it's flesh crumbled under the weight of the assualt, before the creature was torn asunder with the shockwave that expelled almost all his strength into the fallen foe.

“COMIC RELIEF!”

All the water in the immediate area was blasted away into a fine mist, leaving many rainbows glistening in the wake of the battle. Tobin disabled Iron body as he panted deeply, fighting the physically resistant creature at his level had used up more resources then he wanted to admit, tiger strike in particular was a move he wanted to keep for his fiercest foes and his greatest lovers, though the zoom kick would remain his secret for now. He stared up at the beautiful prisms of light cascading around him as the river continued its flow, letting the words roll out of parched lips.

“No… Golem, I have never watched a show about pony’s and nor have you, your manliness will be remembered by me forever.”

With that shonin crap out of the way, he sought to climb onto the other shore, only for a third party that he hadn’t noticed lift him by his shoulder out of the water and he came face to face with the golem Phalanx. The dwarf, naturally the party face, thought to address the creature with a punch that only served to break a nail.

“Eh… Ya mother was a hamster-“ at that it punched him, harder than any creature had did before, casting the dwarf across the river to land on the other shore, assuming the Bleach approved chad position as he skidded to a halt face down in the dirt. For a few moments the dwarf was silent and unmoving, like the stone he had just cast, when a few seconds later a dry laugh erupted from his lips as he coughed up a significant amount of blood as he rolled onto his back.

“-and ya father, smelt, like elderberries.”

Thankfully, in the time it had taken for the dwarf to defeat the golem, it seemed rather likely that his comrades would have been largely disposed of as the big Elton and Boy George strode ominously on the other shore.

[Hanelli]

"Can't hit what you can't see!" ☒ @0x1dea, Nisha, Tobin ✐ 761 ✉ Hunting List: Golem Sentinels: 2 / 4 Golem Phalanx: 0 / 1 Skills Used: Accel Dance (active) Deadly Dance (active) Hiding Entry (active, support) Shadow Bind (active, debuff) MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

Seeing that their Dwarven companion had decided to take the battle with one of the Sentinels on a ‘rather personal level’, that left Han to deal with this other bugger that was now flailing its fists as if saying “no thanks” to the Sarum Rodeo starting up all over again! She continued to heave at the rope with all her might; throwing her entire weight to her feet and actually feeling them dig into the muddy ground; and after a few more moments of struggling; they had actually managed to eliminate the Sentinel that was trying to get a swipe out of them. Now that the Quest counter was flashing on her peripheral vision, indicating that some of their targets had already been eliminated. She then gave Ox the thumbs-up sign, while whipping the rope back into loops with her other hand, before saying, “Hell yeah, the Sarum Rodeo is definitely on!” and then craning her neck around to check where the other Sentinels were headed in their general direction; and she secretly hoped that the big baddie boss would not head their way because at the way their Dwarven companion was going, he was definitely wearing himself out before the grand entrance of the inevitable Golem Phalanx would appear. She then tossed the loop above her right shoulder and then did a few sweeping movements with her hands, returning said rope into her Inventory before darting around and removing the two stuck weapons in the ground; since their targets were now officially occupied by other forces. This then left her scanning the immediate area, just to make sure that there were no more incoming threats… and then, there was a pinging noise in the air; it was a sound that there was something else approaching! She then craned her attention over to that area in time to see that Nisha had already begun the assault on the other Golem that was headed their way; and she secretly hoped that this other bugger would not go… “Oh, hell no, you just did not!” she was heard to shout, as the remaining (at that time) sentinel suddenly disengaged its body and then began spinning in all directions, effectively going ‘rock storm’ mode on them. Seeing the huge mass of flying rocks, she then gave a squeal of surprise, before activating Accel Dance in order to be able to put on a burst of speed; before ducking and narrowly missing having her own head bashed in. it had worked; but not at the cost of some of her own Health points. Hissing as she got up, she ducked again as another huge piece of cloven rock came flying her way; and she then decided to crawl along the ground and wait for this Sentinel, which she decided to call Stormy, to stop whirling around and wrecking the general area! After several moments of flying debris, she then noted that there was a slight shift in the air; because Stormy was now reforming into his own humanoid form; before she took the chance of standing up and then chaining into a Shadow Bind technique, whirling her dagger around and finally stabbing Stormy’s shadow so that it stayed in place! “Stop spinning!” she shouted at the rock-form; which then looked at her in confusion; before noticing that her weapon was trembling wildly; it was like the Sentinel was fighting the force of being pinned down! She then saw that Stormy had lifted its foot high; and then brought it down for what she called ‘the slamming shock wave’ attack; and she then took that cue to chain into an instance of Deadly Dance; she then leapt high; just as Stormy’s foot came crashing down; and flipped around in the air; before delivering a vertical slash in his direction; and using the resulting force to bounce off and away from him… but at that moment things began to grow sour; because the final remaining Sentinel and its big bad boss, which Han decided to call ‘the Godfather’ (a.k.a. the Golem Phalanx) had lumbered on the scene; and there was this foreboding presence that stilled the air around them. Wanting not to draw too much attention, she then communicated to Ox and Nisha via telepathy, “I’ll go into hiding; I’ll try to pin the Godfather’s shadow and hold him down. The big bad daddy Golem Phalanx is here along with his trusted right-hand underling,” before quickly going silent and activating Hiding Entry and then moving around the general battlefield; trying to look for an opening to strike!

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QUEST INFO

Four Golem Sentries and their leader, a Golem Phalanx, have been spotted roaming the Sarum area. Seeing as how they pose a big threat to solo Adventurers, a small party is advised for this mission.

Objective: Take out 4 Golem Sentries and 1 Golem Phalanx.

Golem Sentinels defeated: 3/4
Golem Phalanx defeated: 0/1

Participants:
[Guardian] - @0x1dea
[Samurai] - Nisha
[Monk] - Tobin
[Assassin] - Hanelli

STATUS

A Bug's Life

HP: 100% MP: 90% - EQUIPMENT - W.A. Longsword (1H) W.A. Tower Shield W.A. Plate Armor SKILLS - Anchor Howl - Words: 421 Tags: @partypeoples Notes: Sorry for the absence. Let's kill stuff.

Dust was in the air as Oxford tried to get a grasp on his surroundings. Once it settled down, the guardian's heat-addled mind procured these three interesting observations about his current party. Nelli was on her way to becoming a certified golem wrangler, Nisha was finishing up her bushido badass-ness, and Toby McJenkins was doing his best impersonation of a fountain by lying on his back and coughing up blood. And it was still hot. [screams internally] First things first, put some heals on that dwarf. Or a good, strong mug of spirits to revive him from his fatigue, at least. "Hey, anybody got a heal pot for Toby here?" Heh...'pot'. Been awhile since I used an actual game term in an actual conversation. There's probably a reason for that, but now's not the time for in-game semantics. No, now's the time to make offers to the Godfather and his crony named...uh, well, let's call him Vincent. Yeah, now there's a name to strike fear into those other golems on the block. Watch out for Vincent: he might give you a name just like his, and then you'll have to live with that name/burden for the rest of your life. With that idle and redundant chatter finished, Oxford picked up the badly damaged dwarf and slung him over his shoulder. He ran and placed him behind a large rock to keep him out of sight of the Godfather and Vincent for the time being. "Alright, hopefully you'll listen to me and stay on the back lines until you've healed up all good and proper." Oxford kept a stern look on his face as he said this to dwarf, but Ox couldn't help but reveal a knowing smirk on his mug as he said his next remark. "If you do decide to do something reckless, then make it count." He clasped the vertically-challenged monk's shoulder before running back to the fray, ready to give it his all as he ran towards the two. The guardian skidded to a halt, dirt and pebbles flying everywhere as Ox raised his shield in front of him and banged his long sword against it. He mentally activated Anchor Howl, the familiar aggro-gathering glow emanating from his tower shield as he yelled at the two behemoths towering over him. "OI, YOU STONY BASTARDS! I'M HERE TO MAKE YOU AN OFFER YOU CAN'T REFUSE!" The Godfather and his crony began lumbering towards the guardian, both of them focusing their Hate on the loud little bug at their feet.

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