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Posted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 11:34 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 26, 2006 1:06 am
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 1:27 pm
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"There it is..."
In the distance he could finally see the shifting cube, a tangled mess of enclosed hallways rolling it's way slowly around the city. Rather than crushing the city around it, the dungeon seemed to part the area around it. It was like as if the city were a blanket, and the dungeon itself an object underneath it.
As he flew closer he could see that not only was the dungeon itself constantly shifting, but the individual corridors themselves were moving. Like a monster, the walls and floors would open up like jaws periodically and snap.
He flew to the top of the rolling mass and entered a small window-like aperture.
He landed in darkness, lit only by the window he entered, and a multitude of torches burning with cold blue flames.
He puts his hand cautiously near the flames...it's cool to the touch. With a burst of brimstone, he released another one of the seals of his disguise. While not quite in his true form, he now had his knife "Red Pyramid" with him, four feet long, somewhat rusted, but with an edge keen enough to cleave cement into to neatly sliced pieces. His skin was now also black, as black as the void of space, and lit up with pale green lines which bathed the area in a baleful glow.
He held out the paltry trinket given to him, and tried to find where the undead were. It points somewhere deeper in them dungeon...he opens the mouth of the skull and looks inside to get a better image of what this undead looks like.
It shows him HasmatX...and with that he begins to follow the skull into the darkness, down into one of the lower chambers.
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 3:16 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 27, 2006 5:31 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 1:30 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 4:05 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 7:58 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 10:10 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 7:46 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 10:22 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 1:14 am
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Traven could feel the hand he broke off contact with his body, and made a spirt of lighining and fire and attacked the hand. Travens mind through up defences automatily making a near invincible barrier. Traven got up on the top of a almost enclosed half sphere and comming u from the grownd. He looked into the hand and saw it was that of the creature, he jabbed into the creature digging for a weakness and found a small one, he dug at it never giving in, to the hands attacked he burned his way through, and shot lighining into the body, trying to kill the hand, he ripped peaces from it, and took them adding them to his own he knew his mind he knew the traps it had. Suddenly the ground around the hand, shot up in a wrap of cloth and darkness, he took the opperunity and attacked forceing all of energy into the weakness he found in that hand, he felt a sharp pain from outside of his mind he knew the creature was trying to distract him, he blocked it and shot back twice as hard.
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 10:07 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 2:04 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2006 3:58 pm
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