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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 4:47 pm
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Omazige continued to cut them down in silence as they approached, now walking northward.
A Dregling lunged onto him and tried to bite through the armor. The Templar stared at the creature for a moment before grabbing them by the head and throwing them to the ground, before stomping on the head. The body convulsed for awhile, but finally stopped after half a minute. By then, Omazige was still moving.
As he continued north, he noticed another fight, one going on with Esmeria. "..."
Adrian was more nimble with the ones after him. An entire group was now after him. He was bunching them up for amusement at first, but later on, on purpose. "Delivery!" he barked, running forward, tossing a firebottle behind himself and lighting them all on fire.
He smirked, looking back to see what had happened, only to see that now he was dealing with Soul-Starved Dreglings on fire...
"...Fuuuuuuck...." he groaned before sprinting off. And for good reason. The fire was spreading onto the others, and they were now right on his tail.
Oddly enough, Adrian's run had him go by Tabari. "ZOMBIES FLAMMABLE!!" he barked, it only clicking in later that there was not only a Dragon on the field, but another normal person.
"....THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE!?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 9:00 pm
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((Am I the only one who sees the post pattern..?))
While Celtor continued to clear our small groups, Tabari remained in the same area she and her companion had appeared in. Had she not spent countless and painful hours of training since she could first hold up her axe, she would have been undoubtedly exhausted by now. But a life time of training only brought her to a sweat as she swung the axe, the first unfortunate dreglings being cut in half while the latter were bashed into by their companions. Roughly half a dozen of these soulless creatures would drop dead once more, while a few lucky would get up from her blows only to be finished off by another swing.
When the thief had arrived, he was almost cut down like the dreglings. Had he not been cut on his feet, and just a few seconds slower, he would have been the first to be cut by her axe.
"Oh, hey." Tabari watched him run by, throwing a friendly smile. "Someone else is here besides me!" She giggled, leaving his question alone.
While the flaming dreglings chased after Adrian, Celtor's attention was caught by their status. They were different from the others. Bright, colorful, warm. On fire.
Like a cat, he crouched down low, seeming to be lost in his own world despite the dregling closing in. He leapt forward, hitting the ground with a dull thud and the disgusting squish and crush of the flaming dreglings below his feet. He began to purr loudly, enjoying the flaming pieces of flesh between his claws.
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Randomly Gone Insane Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 06, 2011 9:47 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2011 10:14 am
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Randomly Gone Insane Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2011 10:30 am
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((I pushed him to do it because I wanted to see Adrian's reaction to Celtor. >>))
"...Was I suppose to say something else?" Tabari tilted her head curiously, continuing to swing her axe at the approaching Dregling, though not quite as effectively since her attention was on the Thief.
When the Thief began yelling about Celtor, her attention turned to her dragon. She giggled at his purring, and began moving towards him through the horde of undead. "Because dragons like heat, silly!" She giggled again, slowly breaking through the mass of dreglings between her and Celtor. "They like to be warm, just like a person!"
Celtor continued his purring, even as the flames died out beneath him. When Adrian began to bark though about him, he stopped and stared at the human curiously. He looked innocent and confused, as if he couldn't understand what the shouting was about. When Tabari approached though, his attention immediately went to her. He craned his neck out towards her, as some of the dreglings were still on fire and could easily burn her. Once she was near, he began purring again (and wiggled his claws a bit in the burning flesh again) and nuzzled at her torso, while she giggled yet again and patted his head.
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2011 10:47 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2011 10:58 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2011 11:03 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2011 11:19 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2011 11:22 am
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Randomly Gone Insane Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2011 1:35 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2011 2:40 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2011 5:29 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2011 5:40 pm
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Randomly Gone Insane Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Dec 07, 2011 9:57 pm
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((...Yeah, you're right. It's been three roughly now.
And I'm sorry to hear that. I know how that feels. Especially when the falling out happens because I argued with her over personal issues, only to find out she was lying to me about some of the things we argued over, but yet she blames me for being rude when I was just concerned because her lies made it sound like the situation was terrible...))
"Oh, looking for treasure, huh?" Tabari tilted her head, still giving a gentle and friendly smile to the Thief though her eyes gave a different message. Something bothered her inside, something.. dark.
"Well, good luck on your fortune hunt." She gave a closed eye smile, suddenly turning around and leaving the man and her dragon while she headed north.
By now, the burning dreglings had finally gone out, leaving Celtor's feet rather cool which he snorted at. A low and loud rumble came from within him though, to which the dragon looked a bit startled. After the brief rumbling had ceased, Celtor walked off of the burnt bodies he had been standing on, and sniffed at them. As he took in the scent, he slowly opened up his mouth and extended out his tongue, wrapping it around one severed arm and pulling it into his mouth.
He chewed slowly, as if considering the taste of the burnt dead flesh. Once the arm was finished though, he began to wag his tail (almost hitting Adrian) and started to feast on the remaining cooked flesh hungrily.
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