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Post by ThePrimeMinister on Jan 1, 2014 23:52:24 GMT 8
[Random Event]
The fireworks that went off on New Year's Eve slowly dies off. The Druren is once again dark and gloomy, only this time a thick fog from the now already blown up fireworks enters the area. Glowing eyes appear around the fog. A faint whisper is heard.
"They're here..."
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Post by Dawg on Jan 2, 2014 0:16:44 GMT 8
"Tch! You're one of those 'Decker' maniacs, I've been hearing about in the palace. Bunch of idiots spouting nonsense, and killing random people. I could arrest you right now." She points the sword at him.
Seeing him interact with Fiorex, just boils her blood for some reason, she cant explain why.
She notices the fog looming around them. "Hey... Elf-Eyes... Fog is coming. I think we should go now." She says, turning to the Elf, the sword still pointed at the man.
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Post by Dawg on Jan 2, 2014 13:22:16 GMT 8
"What are you talking about-" Before she could say anything else, the man pulls a gun and shoots himself in the head.
She takes a step back, away from the falling corpse. It falls with a ceremonious thud, into the blood-soaked mud of the Druren. The peering eyes of the animals of the night look at the body hungrily.
"Well..."
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Post by luthien on Jan 2, 2014 15:16:39 GMT 8
Fiorex stared at the male human bleeding profusely. He's dead, yes, but the flow of blood gushing out of his face was kind of disgusting, even if Fiorex just clawed off people's faces about ten minutes ago.
Valandil gave no reaction and simply glanced at the corpse. "It looks like he's done my job for me," he said quite calmly, fixing the position of the bow on his back. He could feel an eerie presence in the woods, as the silence seemed unusually long. The only thing he could hear was the rustling of the leaves and the cold, creeping wind screaming in between the trunks and corpses.
"We have to depart. Now," he narrowed his eyes, and continued his walk along the path, illuminated with a green, eerie glow.
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Post by Dawg on Jan 2, 2014 15:30:32 GMT 8
She turns her back on the corpse, and follows Valandil. "Hey... Elf-Eyes... What about that other Wiken? The green-haired one?" She asks, with the elf-sword still in her hand. "And... Is that fog dangerous?" She turns her head to look at the creeping fog behind them; the cold winds howl as they trudge along the eerie path laid before them.
Collete couldn't help but shudder at her surroundings. "This place gives me the creeps."
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Post by luthien on Jan 2, 2014 15:38:12 GMT 8
Valandil did not give even the slightest glance to the young Lenarian. "I suspect that Dark Wiken was a passive one. If he chose not to fight earlier, then I suppose he went somewhere to keep out of the scuffle," he said, pacing by the glowing path quickly. "There is a possibility he will appear again if he chooses to, if that is what you want to know."
Fiorex squinted at the thickening fog. Let's just say that if the path wasn't glowing at that moment, then it would have been impossible to see anything.
Valandil kept his pace along with his two companions. He walked along cautiously, as if someone were watching them. It wasn't usual to see someone like him feel so alarmed.
"The fog will consume us if we do not move quickly," he said in a low tone as he motioned the two to follow him in a fast, brisk pace.
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Post by Dawg on Jan 2, 2014 15:51:06 GMT 8
"Oh... Okay..." She increases her pace to the elf. She realizes that the sword is still in her hand. Without looking at him, she offers the sword. "Thanks for the sword... It was really helpful..."
She darts her head around the area. "I feel so useless here... Like a small animal just waiting to be hunted..." She sighs and looks at the Druren sky.
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Post by luthien on Jan 2, 2014 16:08:24 GMT 8
Fiorex placed a hand on Collete's shoulder. "Pff, we'll make it," he reassured, "No sweat." He removed his hand from her shoulder and walked a bit faster, trying to catch up with Valandil.
An opening showered light in the distance.
Dawn came.
"It's about a five minute walk until we get there," Valandil said, half of his body hidden in the fog, "Do not lose your way."
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Post by Keppler on Jan 2, 2014 16:10:26 GMT 8
Sylvia walking aimlessly around the Forest enters the Druren Dark Forest without any knowledge, She then suddenly feels an eerie of darkness around her but she starts to glow to lighten her way, She continue walking inside the Dark Forest despite the danger she is in.
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Post by Dawg on Jan 2, 2014 16:17:58 GMT 8
A sudden hand on her shoulder, startles her. She looks back, and sees Fiorex's smiling face. She couldn't help but smile as well. "Yeah... I guess you're right..." She quickens her pace as well, matching the two of the Wikens.
She shields her eyes from the bright light before her. "We're almost out of this damn hell-hole... Thank the gods..." She nods at Valandril's words, and follows him, through the forest.
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Post by Mariasha Soli on Jan 2, 2014 16:22:29 GMT 8
She watches them, with a smile on her face. "Oooh! It seems Luca darling left them..." She giggles menacingly. "How decadent..." Before she could go nearer, she smells someone else, a young lady, walking around the Druren alone.
A wicked smile creeps into her face. "Ohhhh. She would do nicely..." She turns her back at the group of travelers, and departs towards the young lady.
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Post by luthien on Jan 2, 2014 16:29:14 GMT 8
The sun peeked through the horizon. The shore, vast and beautiful, was lit a rosy-ochre color on the sandy and rocky beach floor. A small dock was stationed by the rolling sea. The trio stood by the array of small boats by the harbor.
"Nobody goes here, do they, Val?" Fiorex mumbled, mesmerized by the sparkling water.
"They were never able to pass the forest," Valandil looked down, "Those Wiken who cannot pass are engulfed by its darkness. It will consume them, maddening them and enveloping their minds with its insanity." He sighed, walking towards the dock.
"They either die, or turn into the very Dark Wiken most fear."
Valandil hopped into one of the boats, Fiorex following. Lenaria was about a two-hour boat ride.
"You comin', Goldie?"
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Post by Keppler on Jan 2, 2014 16:34:24 GMT 8
Sylvia suddenly feels evil approaching her, ``Heilige Grounds !!`` Casted Sylvia as she stomps her staff on the ground and the dead ground she was standing on starts growing grasses in a circular spot, An invisible Holy Dome covers her around.
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Post by Dawg on Jan 2, 2014 16:39:11 GMT 8
"Uh... Yeah. Sure!" She replies, as she jumps into the boat. "Why are you guys going into Lenaria anyway?" She asks, genuinely curious.
She feels the winds of Lenaria blowing through her hair, the scent of its streets already filling her with longing. She looks at the general direction of Lenaria and smiles. "Well, whatever your reason may be, I think you might like Lenaria..."
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Post by Mariasha Soli on Jan 2, 2014 16:45:09 GMT 8
She can feel Holy magic in the area. "Tch. Cant a girl ask for an easy meal just once in her lifetime? Oh well..." She sends her spiders to the young lady. The spiders obey, and surround the maiden. "Hello there young one. Are you lost? Would you like my assistance through the scary scary forest that is known as the Druren?" She purrs menacingly.
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