Savill Garden Battle (Open)

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In the deepest part of Savill Garden, a young human named Lowen Highnote wandered past fallen vines and large bushes into the famous underbrush found in the area.  Here, the young man of twenty brushed some terribly large leaves that had fallen into his spiky, brown hair out of it.  He looked up with his sapphire blue eyes and sighed.  All around him were dense trees that rose far above his head.  This looked like a place to find monsters, but he could not believe they called a place like this a garden.  He lowered his head down to eye level and sighed as he adjusted the vest he was wearing and brushed off his trousers too.  He was supposed to a be a bard, an entertainer, however, strange circumstances involving NPCs had changed his life forever.  He was just enjoying himself in the game as he usually was when the NPCs totally started to act like actual humans around him.  He had a merchant nearly kill him, a woman beat him up for mixing up his clothes, and now things just simply seemed to get worse for him in this new RPG Elder Tale, a game he had only joined due to lack of interesting things to do in his life.

Around him there just appeared to be problem after problem and as an entertainer it almost seemed like the game was now forcing him to fight for his life or rather live it.  The NPCs when he desired help or direction, every single one of them, had told him, "If you're going to get stuff for yourself at our stores why don't you go out and hunt for it yourself?  You're one of them "Adventurers" right?  Things should be easy for you."  So he now constantly found himself kicked out of every place he could find since he did not have the proper funds.  The game almost seemed to economical like the real world and it almost felt like everything was not as surreal to him anymore.  It had felt that way when he loaded up the game, but now it just seemed a bit too frightening, realistic for his tastes.  He was going to follow their advice therefore and become a great adventurer; a bard who fought.

It was the weirdest thing in his mind ever because no RPG made bards fight.  Not on the front lines anyway, however, he felt in a game like this where NPCs were not helpful and he had no gold of his own he would need to since all he had were two items.  One, a knife, and two, a harmonica.  He had no clue how to use either though because every time he played the harmonica all he could play was a high pitched squeal unless he was using the only skill he had the Scarlet Symphony, a skill he found that had kept him alive thus far, though only briefly against the angry people or NPCs who wished to harm him.  They called themselves People of the Land and told him that for an Adventurer he was very rude to them by asking for things they could not just give away to him.

It really wracked his brain as he ruffled his hands through his hair before pulling out his harmonica and placing it in his left hand.  "Surely, if I play this thing, someone or something will come to my location?"

He said, "Scarlet Symphony," then placed his lips to the rectangular metal instrument.  A sweet but depressing melody flowed out of his lips and through the holes in his harmonic.  He could feel his mana being sucked out of his body, a strange experience, and before he knew it a red mist surrounded him.  This mist swirled around him and when it disappated floated blades hovered around his body.  Based on the skill's description said blades would last for fifteen seconds though protect him from harm by causing others who approached him to bleed.  It was a standard skill for a bard, yet to him seemed rather boring.  The reason was that he had no idea who he would use it yet for combat or for actually entertaining, honestly, it had no value outside of the realm of combat and that irked him since most bards made their money in games by appeasing to peoples' desires to hear good music.

He stood there for nearly a second before a green slime appeared in front of him quivered.  He looked at it closely and thought about approaching it but at that moment realized something important, "Perhaps if I do not activate combat skills monsters will not attack me?  This one appears to have appeared because I did so."  He hoped someone would come to help as he shifted his harmonica to his right hand and pulled a dull knife out of his pocket and held it in his left.  "I suppose I'll have to beat it up with a bad knife and an instrument."

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Monster Encountered

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Dull Green Slime
Level 1-5
Type: Artificial Life, Amorphous
Rank: Normal
Found in: Fields and Forests
Weakness/Resistances: None
A lesser green slime characterized by the dull appearance. While it is currently unknown what turns a healthy green slime into a dull one, it is known that these make great training targets for lower level adventurers.

Skills Active

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Scarlet Symphony: (Main Class, Bard, Tier 1) The Bard plays a song as a menacing red mist starts to form around them. Then, after two seconds, the Bard's mana mixes with the aura to create blood-red blades that swirl around the Bard in a small circle of two feet in radius. Opponents struck by the skill suffer a bleeding damage over time debuff. The cooldown of this skill is 15 seconds, and it applies as soon as the Bard stops playing their instrument.

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[Elphyr]

Not too far off sat a cat headed figure who leaned against a tree, resting his MP after battling a few Dull Green Slimes and a Young Pittered Boar. He had sworn never to touch the Frenmic Rabbits again after a past experience. Well, not until he was certain he could kill them in one hit. The rabbits seemed to know when he was going to strike and never gave him a chance.

He hadn’t enough money to spare on potions and such yet, he reckoned his first buy would be a new weapon. Contrary to his first thoughts when creating his character, as he felt that a flail hadn’t suited his battle tactics. It was slow, heavy and not at all useful to one who needed to cast spells. He would have to go and look around some shops later.

Once the feline felt that he had enough MP, he stood up and scanned the area for his next prey, right eye glowing from under the shadow of the trees. He hoped it would be a boar as the slimes had gotten rather tiresome. He didn’t feel like smashing the end of his flail into its squishy gelatin like body and having it bounce back at him again.

“Lightning Fall!” Elphyr shouted. The head of his flail sparked with electricity as it glowed white and he swung it in the direction of the Young Pittered Boar he’d found. An orb of electricity was released from the flail, smashing itself against the boar and dealing away with a third of its life. With his skill on cool down, Elphyr was left to yet again attack the boar by whipping it with the head over and over while trying to dodge its attacks. The young boar snorted and pounded a hoof repeatedly into the dirt before it charged at the werecat. Elphyr jumped out of the way to attack it again, keeping an eye out on the cool down timer.

It took a while before the boar gave one last squeal and dissipated into experience points and gold. Elphyr stared at the spot where the young boar once was before looking for the next target. He was still unused to shouting out the name of spells to use them. It still gave him a slight feeling of embarrassment to shout them, even if he knew that many others did it. This was mostly the reason behind him going further into Savill Garden than usual.

The werecat had been about to cast Lightning Fall on a Dull Green Slime when he heard a song, played by an instrument that he wasn’t sure of. This caused the Dull Green Slime to dart in its direction. His eyes widened and he followed it on instinct, stumbling upon a Brunet who was playing a harmonica. The werecat paused in his tracks, staying hidden. “So it was a bard…” He thought to himself giving a sigh as he decided to not pursue the Dull Green Slime further and watch its demise.

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[Argenta]

Through the various colors of Foliage came Argenta with her scythe carried behind her. The clothes that she designed for herself were quite revealing but nonetheless covered what they needed to cover up. She was tired of the town, she wanted to level up as fast as possible. She had never played a game like this before but she guessed that now, her entire fighting style would be focused on her movements. Giving a heavy sigh she withdrew her scythe from behind her and examined it. The scythe in and of itself was crap. It was horribly dull and looked like it would barely be able to put scratch on the weakest of creatures, but alas, it was all she had to attack with. Scratching her head and looking at the area around her, she gave a heavy sigh and scratched her head. "Oh Man, I'm never going to find any slime or boars if this keeps up."

Walking along she spotted a Boar and Dull green slime attacking a Werecat. She spectated the entire battle from a tree and stayed out of site. She cursed to herself as she watched the other player finish off the boar. She had been looking for somthing to kill this entire time yet two had already attacked another player. Was it just her bad luck or was it the game that hated her. She had to give a sigh of releif though. She knew that slime traveled in packs thanks to her study of the bestiary before she was trapped into the game. Problem was that, she had only studied the beginner monsters. Anything new and higher she had no information on. The study of this werecat also gave her additional information on how to use her skills without the menu. 'So all I'd have to do is call out the moves name and the move will work eh? Sounds easy enough'. It was probably harder than it sounded but it wouldn't hurt to give it a try.

As Argenta was about to make her presence known and attack the slime, it hopped away. It simply ignored the player and hopped away into the thicket. 'Hm!? Thats odd! Where is it going?' Staying a good distnace away, she followed the dull green slime to it's destination. Apparently another player with red swords floating around him had attracted the Dull green invader. She figured that this slime wasn't the only one to get attracted by this human's skill. Maybe, just maybe, other monsters were attracted to him as well. Now overlooking the scene from a different nearby bush, she watched as the guy had to now face a Green Slime and a Dull green slime. This might pose a problem seeing as how it was now two against one. It seemed a bit unfair from Argenta's point of view. She was a stickler for fairness and right now it seemed a bit unfair. Granted that the Dull green slime was a low level monster for beginners, the green slime however presented a problem because it was for those who were new but were higher level and getting the hang of the game.

Argenta smiled and gripped her hand tightly. Her heart was pumping, her blood boiled, the excitement of finally being able to kill something gave her a rush like no other. Bringing a hand to her breast, she panted heavily and stood up straight. She strutted into battle with a dark smile. She had now shifted into Elicka, her more darker personality. Cackling loudly, she targeted the Dull Green slime. "Deadly Dance! Let's Get Dizzy!" She said happily jumping up into the air. Spinning around as she descended with her scythe in hand, she cut the Dull Green Slime with pleasure. The Dull Green Slime attempted to attack her but she twisted around and used said momentum to give a finishing slice to the Dull green Slime. The Slime would disperse in defeat and Argenta would Shift out of Elicka back to her regular personality. "Woo Hoo that was fun! " She said as she stabbed the sharp part of her scythe where the slime used to stand. Sitting on the handle she turned to Lowen and gave a seductive smile. She folded her legs as she gripped her handle to keep herself up right. "Sup big boy! I'm Argenta, sorry to interupt but a slime I saw Earlier was attacking you while you were already occupied with another little green invader. I hope you didn't mind that I stepped in."

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Lowen was not sure what to do once he had attracted the dull green slime to him. Yet now that he had he could see the counter on his skill timer go down by five seconds. He only had ten seconds left on it as he held his dagger and harmonica in hand. Unfortunately, he never got to use them. A women with light brown skin and a rather curvy figure jumped in and slashed the slime in half with a big scythe. Gold and experience points rained out into the air around him and he gazed at this phenomena with shock. "Okay," he thought, "this game is really different." He glanced upon the woman who looked to be four inches shorter than her and realized while she sat on the handle of her weapon she was wearing some loincloth as a sash over her body and some kind of top with tassels. Despite this, he could clearly see she was hot. Especially thanks to the her piercing eyes and the black ponytail. The ears helped accentuate her form too yet as he stood there gawking he realized he was running out of time to attack.

"That was fine. I really don't mind," he grumbled knowing it would be unlikely for him to recruit her to some kind of party. He did not know how to use that system yet and the way she fought clearly made her appear as someone who was not a weapons class fighter like himself. She would have made an excellent bard with her body figure, but her violent manner of attacking made him feel like she was not. Maybe she was a dancer? He had read about that as one of the sub classes, however, he had not picked it since he liked musical instruments way better. The counter on his skill began to continue to tick though and with three seconds remaining he rushed the regular green slime that was still alive and stabbed it directly in the center of its body. Its health slowly went down as his barrier of red swords descended upon it and cut into the fleshy skin of the creature. Then the slime's blood bubbled forth for a few seconds and his well placed stabbed plus his stacked effect caused it to explode.

He looked back at the woman, wiping his knife off once he was done with the creature, and asked, "What brings you here? Are you an Adventurer or one of the People of the Land?" He kept his knife at the ready. If she was one of those People of the Land he would not go out of his way to kill her if he had to. He had already had enough trouble with their kind within the last few days. And he did not like the superior air they tried to profess over his kind. Lowen was simply a man stuck in the wrong world at the wrong time and it irked him to no end.

Not far off the were-cat was still probably watching in the shadows yet he did not know there was already a third person hiding nearby them. So he kept his focus and intentions on the hot lass before him. Fortunately for them all it seemed all the monsters were gone, as far as he knew, so Lowen carefully reached behind him and took the spoils of gold from the slime while he could. His eyes never shifted from her though while he knelt down to do this.

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[Elphyr]

Elphyr watched the two defeat their chosen opponents, wondering if it was perhaps a good time for him to reveal himself. He hadn’t really met many people and it was a chance for him to maybe gain more knowledge on the world he was currently in, knowledge he hopefully did not already know.

When the other Green Slime had appeared, Elphyr’s first instinct was to cast Lightning Fall and shout for the human to finish it off or bind it with his fragile wooden puppet. Well, before he did this however, someone else had leapt in on her own accord and did the Dull Green Slime in, leaving them with just one enemy, which was dealt with not long after. The female’s action had almost made the werecat jump out of fright. He wasn’t used to things jumping out of nowhere and he hadn’t noticed her presence following behind. He wondered if it was mere coincidence that they had spotted the same enemy or if she had been watching for a while.

Elphyr checked their status screens. “A bard and an assassin.” He thought, surely if they formed a party it wouldn’t be too unbalanced, they’d get to kill more and suffer less, if they could find a way to work together that is. There were also parties that spread out and focused on their own opponents, which, unless one was of a high level, a way the werecat wasn’t fond of. The three of them were about the same level as well, which was a bonus for him. He feared dragging others down. The werecat weighed his options. There was nothing to gain from hiding in the shadows and then going off to kill monsters on his own. He was supposedly a healer class in the first place, one that had a balance between offense and healing.

With that in mind, the feline finally revealed himself, appearing to the two from behind a tree. “Heya.” He greeted, smiling at the two with a hand… paw held up. He thought about his words, quickly picking them as he continued. “That was cool… Killing the slimes I meant. I was wondering what had happened when one of the slime suddenly decided to ignore me.” He hoped he hadn’t been too sudden, he decided to ask about forming a party later, once introductions were done. There was also the matter of getting along in the first place.

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[Argenta]

Argenta smiled at Lowen who had never took his eye's off of her. She wondered why exactly this guy wanted to know if she was a person of the land, or an adventurer. It wouldn't hurt for her to answer the question but she thought about delaying for a bit while gathering her winnings from the Dull Green Slime. Staying quiet and turning her back towards Lowen, she gathered her gold and sat back onto her scythe. "As I said before, I'm Argenta, an adventurer and not a person of the land. I Dance, Cook, and Assassinate. I'm here of my own accord seeing as how a player from before didn't handle that Slime earlier." She was of course referencing Elphyr, the player she had seen earlier but this guy wouldn't have known that. Hell. Argenta didn't even know who the werecat was. All she knew was that he was a player who disappeared from her sights and left a level one bard to fight two Slimes alone. Argenta gave a heavy sigh and scratched her head. "Man I get bored a little too easily."


A rustling of leaves and bushes caught the assassin off guard. She grabbed her scythe's handle and jumped into the air. Kicking up dust and dirt as her Scythe cut it's way through the digital terrain. Landing with her Scythe wielded she pointed it to the werecat. It took a bit of time for her to register in her mind that this guy was an adventurer. Though she would never admit it, she was startled. "Oh Dear I could've killed you." Argenta said now putting her scythe behind her. She faced Elphyr and realized that this was the adventurer who had let the slime go. Giving a heavy sigh she smiled at the young werecat and folded her arms. "I'm Argenta, th-..." The young girl stopped herself midsentence. She was introducing herself a bit too much at this very moment. She had never gotten the names of the other men here. "I'm sorry I just realized I never got any of your name's. I've been introducing myself a bit much at the moment. "I'd love to know both of your names if you'd tell me."


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[Yoloswag420]

You shall not pass!

For I am the might dwarf!

Yes! There was a massive under-taking under way for the powerful, if not strong male named Yoloswag420. He was currently running through the forest, having a trail of monsters after him; more specifically, quite a gathering of boars. The male's steps were hurried, but not quite rushed as of yet, as the clearing ahead seemed to be a good place to pop into. Without warning, three of the Quarter crawled out of his scarf, and ran in all directions, climbing up the various people that were present in the clearing, as the purple scarf squished in the dwarf's movements. ''Hark, potentially dead knaves! An army lodges itself into the teeth of the ramparts, and I beseech thee to come and aid against such a threat!'' he declared grandiosely of the.. three others in the clearing.

Now, how did this even happen in the first place? Well the dwarf druid was wandering the fields, and had caught in his sights a boar. And without ado, he had bashed it with his stick. Well okay it wasn't necessarily a stick, it was a sort of halberd. More or less, a stick with a sharp blade at the end, meant to cut down things. So he had whacked the boar quite a few times, and then in his need to shower victory upon himself in a heap of fighting, he just sorta used his Flameburst skill, whilst laughing like a maniac. The hamsters were clapping, but then they realized.. they had singed a number of the other boars. That had prompted the druid to make his quick exit, despite the fact that their aggravation time was by no means short.

And that's how he ended up in the clearing. As for his Quartet of hamsters? They wanted to find each a person to crawl on. Ethanol, the fattest one, reminded on the Druid's head, letting out small squeaks, as it swayed around drunkenly. Methanol had found itself wanting to climb the really pretty lass, it's ridiculously thing body almost like a stick. If allowed, it would plop itself into the girl's cleavage, and remain there with happy noises. Propanol of course, wanted to snuggle into the Werecat's fur, happily letting out a chitchatting squeak or twenty million of them, as if having a conversation. And the most normal of the Quartet, Butanol, was staring at the human, and then tried to climb up, landing on the shoulder if allowed.

These little hamsters wanted to be mascots, as the dwarf druid slammed his halberd into the ground. ''To arms, we go at dawn!'' he shouted, just as the several boars burst out of the bush; the dwarf's weapon flew, smashing into one. His ability was off cool down, lucky him. ''Fear the flames of the dragons within the mountains! Flameburst!'' the male called, still in a over dramatic voice, letting the fire burst out of his halberd, a grin gracing his face. Of course, he never checked to see if any of these people would actually help him, or if they had rejected his hamsters. After all, he was quite confident in his own charisma.

Of course, he seemed to have forgotten that his name was on display for all of them to see.

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•Notes; I hope nobody minds my entry? Lemme know if I should pull out XD sorry about his random highness btw. [#6b4a94]
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“Hi,” Lowen said as he spoke to the were-cat greeting them, without actually looking at him, while kept his eyes on Argenta and his hands battle ready.

She had already begun introducing herself, but when she stopped and demanded to know his name, the brown-haired man was not sure if he was ready to give it yet. If they found out, he was someone who murdered non-playable characters for fun they might know who he was. He had only decided to begin doing so yesterday. The woman had smiled at him, which was nice, and the cat was acting politely but politeness always hid agendas of some kind when in the situation he was in. At this point and time, annoying gamers could come up to and say, “Awesome job!” then try to weasel their way into a party or area you were in. He did not want that if that is what either of them wanted; not unless he could possibly gain greater advantage from it.

The problem with the situation though was the fact that he was not too impressive with his class. He now felt he should have chosen a warrior since the woman’s scythe seemed scary even pointed away from him. Nevertheless, the fact she stated she was an assassin, cook, and dancer amused him. If he could play things out right, he could find himself a personal game partner for his travels and his revenge against the system.

He smiled as he continued gazing upon both and began to say, “I am-”. His voice drowned out though by the loud shouts of a male dwarf rushing in onto the scene. The dwarf carried a strange pole with a spiked edge and trailing him were four hamsters that quickly climbed up onto his head, the were-cat’s shoulder, and into Argenta’s cleavage. His face went red and despite the game sensor’s he had himself a nosebleed right in front of them all. The dwarf made it clear he was off to fight some monsters with his booming voice. He sounded like one of those role players in normal games who simply kept themselves in game mode one hundred percent of the time; the kind that thought and felt like they were an actual game character. The irony was that they all were now considering that their brains probably were all stuck in or connected to the bodies of their former avatars.

He tried to cover his ears to shut out the annoying rambling but blood continued to drip down his nose. He tried to block his ears out from hearing what the dwarf had to say so he simply did not cover his ears and listened to every nails-on-a-chalk board word the dwarf had to offer. The only way to get him to leave or follow them in a non-annoying fashion was to be polite. He would attempt to do this by looking at the were-cat and Argenta and said, “I’ll handle this dwarf, you two, even if we are not in a party I…” he had trouble thinking now that his brain had been put through a blender situation. A situation where so much was going on proper information could not reach Sam Walters.

In all honesty, he liked to hide his personality and his personal self from others. The reason was that if he committed himself to too many situations at once or too many people he always felt burdened trying to figure out what to do for him and others. His family did they hate him for that? He was not sure, but he was sure others had since he committed himself to something in the end during these situations wholeheartedly or not at all. It just depended on his interest level and this guy was not making him feel interested. He could feel one of the hamsters moving around on his shirt sleeve though already as it clawed its way to the top of his shoulder and sighed. Cute animal mascots were interesting and fun to have around but would this guy feel bad if Lowen acted as the leader for them and told him to go away? It was hard to say, but he honestly did not want him to leave without good cause so he took the initiative and approached him.

"Argenta, please deal with the cat, I Lowen Highnote, shall deal with this animal trainer." He seemed to be a foot taller then him so he looked down upon the dwarf as he stretched out his hand and walked over to him. The dwarf's skunk hair though clean smelled like the woods around him for some reason. His left eye had a scar and a grey pupil while his right was red. Somehow the player behind this character wanted to be a tough guy or thought he looked cool this way in game. "I am, well, you know my name, but I guess I'm a traveling bard. I would like you to join us if the other two want to form a party too. You have interesting animals with you, but I cannot help but notice you are, um, a druid. Why that?"

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OOC

Sorry for the bad post. I, um, wanted to write something better but this is the best I could come up with at this time.

[Elphyr]

The werecat nodded at the human male to return the greeting, his eyes glanced between the two players in front of him. Maybe he had been a little intruding, maybe. He figured the human male would’ve actually been happier left alone with the beauty, well, that was Elphyr’s own assumption. The cat himself, however, wasn’t attracted to the female, his head had been filled with what ifs about genders, having known that some liked to play the opposite. No doubt Argenta’s voice was feminine, but there were such things as voice actors.

Elphyr spoke almost at the same time that Lowen had decided to introduce himself. “Well, it’s not like our name’s are floating in midair for all to-“ Elphyr had been about to tell them about the status screen when the short guy had burst in, and with him, four little rodents, three of which had scampered up to the three.

The hamster’s feet felt ticklish as it scurried to climb up and snuggle against Elphyr’s furry neck, something he did not take pleasure in. Out of instinct, he reached a hand over to remove it from himself but it dodged and had scurried off to the other shoulder. He wondered if having come out was worth having a scythe pointed at him and a being a rodent’s snuggle toy. He would have to bear with it though.

It soon became apparent to the cat that he’d had paid too much attention to the hamster that he’d completely ignored its master. He looked up at the dwarf, registering the name and class. “Yolo-pfft-!“ The Werecat had burst into chuckles almost immediately after reading it, which was pretty much about a few moments after the dwarf had spoken, making it seem like the feline was laughing at the dwarf’s speech. With his shoulders now shaking, it made it hard for the hamster to hang on. “What kinda…”

Elphyr did not finish that sentence, although he had now calmed down a bit and reduced the chuckles to an amused smile. Through his laughter, the werecat hadn’t heard what Lowen said about the female dealing with him. He did, however, notice the boars that appeared. “Uh… Battle now and talk later?” He suggested, not taking his gaze off the boar.

“Lightning Fall!” He cried before Argenta had time to reply, sending a blue-ish white bolt of lightning toward the first boar that the dwarf druid had attacked with his flail, the lightning bolt spread among the herd that the dwarf had attracted over, dealing reasonable damage and turning the first one to crisp before it dissolved into experience. The herd, however, did not switch their focus from the dwarf. Elphyr liked that feature of Lightning Fall, the one where only its targeted monster would be provoked into battle while the rest would continue to ignore his existence.

He caught Lowen’s question, a frown visible as he hoped that he had not misunderstood him. “Why not a druid?” He asked, being a druid himself. Personally, he felt that it was great having both healing and offensive spells. However, that was an assumption; he hadn’t yet gained a healing skill. When he did grow in level however he would aim for that next.

While asking this, Elphyr bashed the next boar with the head of his flail, waiting for the cool down timer of his skill.

OOC: Nah, its cool.

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[Argenta]

She waited on the others to introduce themselves as she shifted her hips left and right. She watched as they nodded and then Lowen began to speak. Then Elphyr said something about names floating in midair, but she didn't understand at the time. Looking closely above their heads, she could see their names. Elphyr and Lowen. That's exactly what they said right next to the icon of their class. Realizing that asking for their names would be pointless because they were litterally floating above them, Argenta gave an embarassed chuckle and scratched her head. A blueish white drop of sweat started to drop on the side of her head. While not realizing it she activated the sweat drop emote. Like in many other games, emotes, were programmed into this game as well. As she opened her eye's it disappeared but a disturbance in her chest, more so her clevage area, forced her to look down. Spreading her clevage open a tiny fur covered head popped out from inside. "Oh it's a cute little Hamster!" A couple more appeared on Elphyr and Lowen a little while later. As the boys noticed the Hamster in her clevage though, Lowen would do like any other anime high school boy would when he saw something like that. His nose would bleed profusely. Picking up the rodent from her chest, she set him on the ground as a Dwarf made his way onto the scene. YoloSwag420, is what it said above his head. The druid next to her broke out in laughter as she finished reading this. She really didn't know what was so funny. After all there were worse names than that-that she's seen.

As the boisterous Dwarf tried to command them with a voice like he thought he was live action role playing, Argenta almost shifted over into Elicka. 'Who the the hell does he even think he is commanding me like that!' she said thinking to herself. Argenta's smile weakened a bit but she was able to keep Elicka at bay. Sighing heavily the dwarf had yelled a spell and the attack that came out was shot towards a boar. Several in fact had appeared and immediately Argenta felt Elicka's excitement and passion burning inside of her. Checking her status screen her cooldown for Deadly Dance had finished. Switching her personality to Elicka, her entire posture would change. She licked her lips as she looked to the boars and smiled widely. "Let's Play!" she said with a small moan. As Elicka she was completely deaf to Lowens orders to handle the werecat Druid. She grabbed her scythe and began dancing around. She twirled and dance, and for the while the boars stopped to focus on her for a little bit. 'That's right be entranced by my dance.' She said to herself smiling evily. Jumping close to one of the boars as she danced by as it watche her spin and twirl. "Couldn't resist eh?" She said before gripping her scythe tighter. With great force she thrusted her scythe under the boar and without warning caught it under the blade. Biting her bottom lip, she spun around and threw the boar in the air. It's health was down a quarterway as she jumped up to meet the flying pig. "You're Mine!" she said as she grabbed it with the scythe yet again. Spinning around mid air she threw the boar against a nearby tree trunk. It exploded ina ray of rewards and expierience. "JUST TRY AND STOP ME!" she said as she now eye'd another boar by Lowen. Bringing the scythe back overhead she thrusted it down forcing her to spin rapidly as she descended down upon the unsuspecting monster. She stabbbed it in the back with great force and the boar exploded on site. Elicka was quite pleasured by this as she now held her panting chest. "Scream for me!" as commanded a boar squealed and the boars that had stopped paying attention to the others made their way to charge at Argenta who had now shifted into Elicka. One hit her in the back but all she could do was smile in pleasure and watch her health drop a bit. Elicka was really getting pleasured by this. It filled her up to the point at which she needed to get back, her health points were down to half already. Spinning around, she knocked them all back with the pole of her scythe. She made her way over to Elyphr who had attacked another boar. Elicka was a bit tired at the time so she switched over back to her regular personality of Argenta. Now straightening up she flipped her hair back. "Let's go big boys. After this any of you want to party up with little ol' me."

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While Lowen was trying to get Yoloswag to join them he was completely oblivious to the charging boars. In that time Elphyr laughed at this newcomer's name and asked him about why not having druids in the group was a good idea while firing off a spurt of lightning at the wild beasts before them. It took Lowen a moment to answer because at the moment Argenta was jumping around the field of battle like an assassin should cutting up boars left and right with her scythe. If he did not hurry, there would be no prey left for him. He smirked and simply said, "Druids are too complex and slow, um, it takes a while for them to set up defense and offensive powers I hear."

He then focused his mind and charged into the battle. At current count, young Lowen could see at least twenty of the animals around them (not counting the dead ones) that needed to become fresh meat. He set about doing this by dashing to the nearest one and slashing it on its left side with his knife. This was a difficult task to complete since his dagger was in his left hand, but he reached across anyway and left some damage on the boar's bristly hide. He then flipped his arm around, nearly avoiding a collision with charging boar's tusk, and let the knife plunge into this second boar's right side. It was sad since he felt compared to a druid he was even slower to act as an attacker. Both animals exploded into data bits from his damage though and he turn and ran.

"There's too many of them!" he cried, "Let's get away from here!" He had no idea what to do about the newcomer, but he seemed almost frozen in place or lost in thought in the midst of such an important fight.

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I am skipping Yoloswag for now to continue the thread. Please post in the order of me, Elphyr, and Argenta for now until he returns.

[Elphyr]

After hearing Lowen’s reply, Elphyr sniggered. He remembered having a hard time when he picked his character’s class, having read their descriptions and roles countless times. After being countlessly pestered by his friend, he ended up picking a druid due to its flexibility between offense and healing. He had thought it would’ve been pretty good and being a puppeteer would have helped stall time for casting skills.

“Well, druids are a supporting class. They aren’t meant to be in front but that’s why some people like it. If you ask me I think being a bard or a swashbuckler’s more complex with all the buffs and debuffs.” He answered, slamming the head of the flail onto another Boar’s head, killing it. “Lil? You’re pretty deadly. Also, I’d be glad to join the party.” He added with a grin to Argenta’s question.

“Ah the timer…” Elphyr thought, checking his skill before shouting its name and releasing another bolt of lightning towards the boars, searing the group and removing a good amount of hp off them as well as killing another two more who already had their health low. He was about to rush forward to bash another boar when he was rammed on the side by a second one, its tusks shoved him onto the ground and inflicting moderate damage and removing a fourth of his life. He quickly stood back up, gripping the side that was hit. It hurt.

“Act one, Exposition" he muttered before the boar charged again. His hands acted as if it knew what it was doing, guiding his puppet to do his bidding and cling on to the boar to restrict its movements. The Boar seemed to slow down almost instantly, thrashing around in order to remove itself of the puppet before realizing its source and charging at the druid again.

"Let's get away from here!"

Elphyr had been about to attack the charging boar when he heard Lowen’s decision. He sidestepped the boar easily, dodging the attack and causing the boar to ram into a tree that stood behind. The boar shook its head as if the collision gave him a headache. The feline took this chance gazed around at the number of enemies, the four could take them on, but it would be hard since he didn’t have any healing skills.

“Unless the other druid has it…” He thought but agreed with the judgment of making a retreat and quickly darted to the side, a bit further off from the rest and casted Lightning Fall another time to lower the HP of more boars, thinking it would maybe give them a chance to win instead of having to retreat.

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[Argenta]

Argenta needed to think quickly. She needed to take down most of the enemies they had left. At that time Lowen suggested they escape and run away from this. Argenta pouted, and clenched her Scythe tighter. As the boar charged toward her she stabbed it in the back forcing the scythe into the grassy landscape below. "If we need to run, then fine but just don't look my way or you'll be stuck." The Boar then dispersed into data and exp as Argenta had soon readied herself to dance again. The description of her Role Playing move allowed her to dance and stop enemies and players alike from fighting for a little bit. If Lowen and Elphyr hadn't looked, they wouldn't get entranced and stare. That was the conclusion Argenta had came to. "Here I go."

She began with a twirl and began hopping left and right dancing all around trying to keep in sight of all the boars. She spun around and kicked up in the air sending her hair every which way. She had complete control over her movements. Doing back flips and other movements she would dance around Yoloswag, then thrust him into the bushes. Her dance would resume only for a little while. Argenta danced near her scythe in order to retrieve it and then she would end her dance with only a bow by a nearby tree. With great haste she escaped through the foliage. She only hoped that the others got out ok. Not that she really cared. She took a liking to Lowen and Elphyr for some reason. Jumping into the trees above she searched for a sign of the Druid or Bard in order to regroup with them. She was still a bit mad though. Argenta thought that they would be able to take all the boars down. With a pout she waited in the tree tops grasping her scythe tightly.

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Lowen listened to what Elphyr had to say about Druids and their abilities before the werecat found his timer was down to zero and released another bolt of lightning. Many of the boars ended up damaged and two exploded into bright bits of experience and gold. Elphyr then seemed to use a puppet, something that Lowen had not gotten yet, to ensnare one of the boars. He then started to run himself, Lowen a bit ahead of him due to his strong desire to get out of there, and heard the cat speak of not having healing spells.

Lowen secretly thought, "This whole expedition was a bad idea..." before he noticed Argenta still fighting for a moment. The girl had warned them about not looking at her while preforming a skill, so he looked away and let her perform her skill while he took cover behind a moss covered boulder two hundred feet away from the fight. Lowen had no idea what had honestly happened, but the aggro of all the wild beasts seemed to disappear and with that so did the guy, Yoloswag, who had tried to invite them to a party.

"Maybe she or Elphyr's moved him?" he noted to himself as he sat curled up on his knees shaking in terror. If a boar were still left and came in his direction he had his knife at the ready and was ready to swing it with wild abandon for what it was worth. No boar would get away from him if they continued to threaten them all. Though honestly he knew this not to be something he was able to do due to his cowardice and the fact that now the animals were all leaving the area probably. His teeth chattered and he looked around from side to side hoping his cat friend had followed him well enough to his hiding place without getting seen.

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[Elphyr]

Elphyr hadn’t looked back, tempting as it was to see what the half-alv was up to. He was sure there was a definite reason the two weren’t allowed to even sneak a peak, he wasn’t going to foolishly act on instinct now. The werecat thanked the fact he had picked this race, being agile was a plus, even if it did not suit his class.

“Oh right! How do we regroup?” The thought had suddenly struck him as he looked up from the ground. He was now, presumably, alone. Lowen wasn’t in front, nor was Argenta somewhere at the back. He was, in some ways, lost. The werecat let out a small chuckle at his predicament before he shook his head and let out a sigh, thinking back, he should have kept his eyes on the human and followed him when they first started to run.

Elphyr let out another sigh before thinking back. He couldn’t be too far from Lowen. He’d been running straight the whole time, it was usually what most normal people did when they ran. “Maybe if I head towards the side he was on.” He thought, remembering that Lowen was around his right area when they were escaping.

The werecat started walking toward the right, gazing calmly at the surroundings for either one of the three people he’d briefly met. It didn’t take much more than five minutes till the druid had spotted the human in a small clearing, clutching the knife in a defensive pose.

“Hey.” He called out when he got closer, a hand held up in greeting, so that he didn’t end up with a knife at his chest like what happened with the assassin and her scythe. “Think we should wait here a bit longer for Argenta..?” He asked. Staying in one spot would’ve been the better choice if Argenta was on the move and looking for them. On the other hand, if she had positioned herself somewhere, it wouldn’t do any good. “Or would you rather go searching?”

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[Argenta]

Watching the area closely she spotted Elphyr dart behind a nearby rock. She looked among the battle field to make sure that there were no more people to get hurt by the hoard of boars that appeared. Moving about the tree tops she Moved to the rock she spotted Elphyr dart behind. Dropping down with scythe in hand. She ducked down low to make sure that the boars didn't spot them. At this point she realized that Lowen was here too. "Oh, this is where you were." She said giving a light sigh. "I honestly couldn't find you. If Elphyr here hadn't ran behind this rock I wouldn't have found you." Looking to the scene from in front of the rock it seemed like the boars still lingered around the area. Ducking back down she crossed her legs and tried to come up with a plan of attack.

She spent a couple minutes of silence with her arms folded across her chest and came up with nothing. "So anyone got a plan as to handle this little boar problem we have going on." Argenta wasn't really the thinking type of person. Her mind liked to wander into Elicka's territory and most of the time, it would get stuck there. The first step to getting anywhere however would be to actually create a party with the two of them and handle this with the druid. "I think before we do anything further, we should make the party here and now."

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"I'm in favor of forming a party," Lowen said as he raised his hand and waved it vigorously at Argenta's suggestion without actually trying to look her in the eye, "as long as it's with you guys it should be okay, but won't it take too long? Can those beasts sniff us out, track our foot prints, find us without much trouble? Or are we really safe behind this rock? They could drop in on us any second. Is there a way to see their levels or something like that?"

His eyes, not having much choice, fell upon the task of Elphyr's face, as he continued holding his dagger in a prideful manner in his hand. It was hard to look seriously at the cat considering that compared to the beastman's mace the only thing Lowen had going for himself was the tiny little knife. Plus, he just seemed too cute, even if he was a guy.

Lowen though attempted to try and keep a straight face and did not frown or smile at him. He needed to since usually, people who were druids or other spell caster classes were very smart. He needed to because at this point the black cat was their only hope for survival. The reason he considered him smart was because in the typical role playing game one had to do a lot of button mashing or thinking and that required brain power, something which Lowen only half used now in this surreal experience due to the simple shock of what had happened to him since the apocalypse. Elphyr so far had acted more level headed then Lowen and less wild in combat then Argenta so it was clear that without him this party would not work if they even formed one. Lowen knew this to be true because every time he looked at Argenta he felt like having a nose bleed again. And if Yoloswag ever got out of the bushes where he had been pushed into for his own safety Lowen felt like he would be unable to lead too. Yoloswag was a guy with fiery passion in his heart from what Lowen knew of the guy's brief encounter with him. His rash battling style and his desire to party with them had brought forth the boars since they were clearly following him originally. Now as a result, everyone was trapped.

Lowen's hands began to feel sweaty as he thought really hard and he bowed his head. "Someone please make the party. I don't want to."

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[Elphyr]

Elphyr gave a nod when Argenta suggested making a party. A small grin formed as it was what he had in mind from the beginning. He hadn’t thought he’d been able to find one this way though, being cornered by boars.

“No, forming a party takes less than a minute… Or it should.” Elphyr said to Lowen, turning so that he now faced both him and the assassin. Despite having said those words, Elphy hadn’t made a party before, he remembered reading about it but what he read applied to when there was a screen separating him from his character, this was different.

The werecat smiled, stifling a chuckle when Lowen mentioned not wanting to make the party. “I’ll do it.” He volunteered. He opened up the character menu and started to mess around with it, checking the options he hadn’t before.

“Here.” He said, sending both Argenta and Lowen an invitation, wondering if he should add them as friends while he was at it. “Maybe I’ll wait till after the boars…” He thought to himself, remembering the problem with the little boars and the one who brought it upon them. He stared at the party, druid, a bard and an assassin. It couldn’t be too bad could it? Elphyr didn’t really know since his experiences with mmos were borderline compared to one player rpgs. He wondered if there was much of a difference. “Uh…” Seeing as Argenta had asked for a solution to the piggy problem, Elphyr thought he may as well try.

“Were the boars still grouped together after you ran?” He asked the half-elv, remembering that she had dropped down from the trees, probably getting a good view of the situation on the boars before she had joined up. “Or were they split apart…? I mean, far enough to provoke one or two and finish them off slowly? I’ve got no healing skills at the moment and we’ve got no tank.” His gaze switched to the ground, expression puzzled as he wondered if he had made the right approach.

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[Argenta]

Argenta was happy now that they decided to make a guild. The option to make a party with elphyr popped up in front of her. She accepted the request and she could see Elphyr's stats. Now that one thing here was solved they had to handle their little boar problem. She was about to bring it up but Elphyr had already beat her to it. "Well, they were still grouped together when I last checked. It'll be pretty hard to kill them all but their health bars ranged from full to low." She thought for a little bit again, and came up with an idea. "Dont worry about healing and tanks, we may be able to beat these things without them." She took a deep breath before speaking her plan to the others. She didn't want to get sent back to the cathedral, not now of all times. "If I'm quick and your lightining fall move works then we can hit all of them. Lowen can just use that red sword move from earlier to help out."

The plan wasn't exactly fool proof but the matter of positioning was going to be a bit of a problem. The entire thing would have to rely speed. "It'll be some what like an ambush so we have to surround them the come out at the same time in order for this thing to work." 'Sounds fun Nicky, Mind if I take over during the battle.' Elicka's voice suprised Argenta as it spoke in her head. 'Fine, only if you try to stay safe, our health is down a little so we need to play smart.' [/i] Escaping her mental conversation for the moment she resumed talking to her companions. "Make sure to be wary of your surroundings, we need to make sure that our health bars don't drop in the red zone." She knew the possibilty of the plan succeeding were quite little but she couldn't think of anything else at that time. This was the best so far that she could come up with. "If anyone else has any plans of attack then please be my guest and contribute."

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Lowen found a strange invitation hover in front of him asking if he wished to join Elphyr's party, since Argenta had, he hit the 'Yes' button presented there and was immediately listed in the cat's party. By that point though Argenta was on the move. She landed near where Elphyr was, dropping down from a tree not far from a tree above them, thankfully all were in talking distance of each other as Elphyr rattled off questions about the boars' locations and how they might go about separating them or tanking them. Argenta pretty much shot the idea down though speaking of Lowen's red sword move, Elphyr's lightning, and her desire that they all surround the beasts at the same time and ambush them.

Lowen's jaw dropped and he got to his feet and walked over to them. He did not like this plan because all of them were character classes that could get pummeled to bits in a few hits. Lowen had yet to get hurt but that was because he had a high amount of luck on his side thus far. "My Scarlet Symphony is not going to help much," he told the other two as he came up behind them, "it's really only for one on one combat and we have a lot of monsters here to deal with today. You two get on out there though and I will follow you as need be. I kind of wish though I now had a group skill for myself since we've all formed such a lovely party."

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