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    Zael

    Zael rolls her eyes.

    "Sure you do..." Zael said, slightly annoyed by Tesonu's choices of research books.

    Zael looks at Yidra from her book.


    "You're different from the Mistresses I met. I like you." Zael said, trying to be friendly to see if her hatred of Dark Mistresses would ease if she communicated with her.

    Zael's smile fades when Tesonu speaks up again, talking about the tentacles with comments that Zael has unheard already, and a death threat to those who leave the dungeon. Zael sighs slightly, as she flips the page on the repulsive book. A few moments pass, and she closes the book from the announcement from the Mentor that the Combat Pit has been researched. Zael quickly puts the book up, glad to be rid of such book. Who wrote such a book anyways? Zael didn't bother to check as she hears Tesonu wanting a Temple researched. Zael stretches for a moment, as she pulls out a book on Temples. She walks over, a few feet away from Yidra this time, and opens the book.


    CHAPTER 1: TEMPLES
    First thing you need is females who will willingly stri-
    Zael closes the book, as she swaps it for a different book. She returns to the spot where she was and opens it.

    Chapter I: History of Temples
    The first Temple appeared when the Gods were first-
    Much better.
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    Health: 100%
    Location: Library
    Status: Researching
    Mood: Unhappy
    Level: 3
    Keeper Approval: -30
    Summary: Tried to talk with Yidra, put up Combat Pit book for a Temple book, and is sitting three feet away from Yidra.

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    Yasidranagia the Dark Maiden

    Yasidranagia was slapped yet again, becoming incredibly annoyed.

    "I thought I told you that I didn't like being slapped!" she yelled at Tesonu then stomped out of the Library.

    Yasidranagia, filled with powerful emotions that clouded her sense of judgment, headed straight for the Portal and took a hop.

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    Kar'thus, Black Knight
    Greetings, Kar'thus. Straight to work, eh? That's good. Train a bit and then perhaps you can assist in the Workshop with some Traps. You seem rather skilled in that area. Perhaps you can manufacture a few Sentry Traps? Kar'thus continues to attack the Dummy, but is listening to the Keeper's words."If that is your wish, Keeper."He attacks the dummy, but it breaks easily into halves. Annoyed now, he retreats from the Training Room, and heads to the workshop, his Hammer out instead. Following the Keeper's orders, he begins to work on the Sentry Guns, but not before listening to Yasidranagia shout at Tesonu: "I thought I told you that I didn't like being slapped!" He says nothing, but instead begins to work on the Sentry Guns.

    Summary:
    Health: 100%
    Level: 1.010
    Mood: Annoyed
    Gold: 0
    Keeper Approval: 0 (Neutral)
    Status: Forging
    Summary: Breaks another dummy, then goes to forge, his hearing picking up Yasidranagia shouting without trying
    Current Equipment: Zweihänder Sword
    Labrys Axe
    Square-Headed War Hammer
    Reaper Scythe

    Forging Summary:
    Sentry Gun (1/4) 5%
    Last edited by ARMofORION; January 24th, 2012 at 23:52.

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    Ithique

    Butcher of Redshore

    Ithique stared at the ghost coldly and impassively, he had little patience for the petty undead. He had little experience or interest in what came after death, tangible or not, and certainly not when had works of great import at his fingertips.

    He did, however, allow himself to speculate about the best way of killing such a vile creature.

    -(Some sort of wind spell might help, but real casters a rarely on hand when they are actually useful. I'd just have to tank the fiend.)-

    '"Some sort of wind spell would help, but casters a rarely on hand "'

    The Dark Elf walked over to check the door was still firmly locked and then proceeded back to his prisoner who still didn't seem to have recovered.

    -(I didn't hit her that hard... is she faking?)-


    SUMMARY_____________
    Level: 3.1
    Gold: 600
    Health: 100%
    Keeper Approval: 100 (Harmonious)
    Mood: Ever-ready to bash somebodies face in - FOR TESONU!
    Status: Preping the TORTURE OF SHAYLUM.
    Quick Summary: Ithique goes about his orders.
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    Admortis was stunned upon being dropped in the treasury, but recovered almost immediately due to the extreme haste he had been granted by his keeper.

    As always, Admortis shunned the though of monetary pay, but instead resolved to use the payment for his service to craft himself a pair of pauldrons - after his cuirass was finished, of course.

    But other concerns were at hand; Admortis had been instructed to construct traps, and construct traps he would do. The slap he received from Tesonu increased his tenacity not to fail his master.

    With speed that would have made tracking him with a naked eye difficult, Admortis rapidly turned corners and went through doors until he arrived at the workshop. Upon arrival, he immediately hefted a large chunk of wood and, with deft and rapid movements of a saw and various other tools, he had several large and rather sharp wooden stakes. From there, Admortis approached the stocks in the workshop and took out a coil of rather vicious barbed wire, which he carefully wrapped around the wooden stakes for maximum impenetrability. He then took out a metal rod which had been super heated in the furnace and pressed it against the barricade, melting the metal into the wood and ensuring that it could not easily be removed. Then, with some carefully placed hammer blows to ensure everything would absolutely stick together, Admortis declared the barricade done.

    He then immediately set to work on another barricade and finished it using an identical technique.

    Feeling slightly fatigued and skin chafing from rapid movements, Admortis dashed to retrieve an iron ingot from the stores, in addition to some metal wire, a gas grenade and a few gears. Setting the iron in the furnace, he got the work on the mechanism which would cause the gas trap to erupt when disturbed.

    Summary:
    Health: 80% (Healed by Tesonu)
    Level: 5.2
    Gold: 0 gold
    Mood: Do not fail.
    Status: In workshop making gas trap
    Keeper Approval: 38 (+3 for speed)
    Summary: Admortis went to the workshop and crafted 2 barricades and is working on a gas trap.

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    Next thing Ray knew, he was in a Combat Pit. It was a lone, deserted room quite a distance away from the rest of the dungeon.

    But there was one presence, and it was right in front of him. It was Verack, except he was now a ghost. He didn't look like he was going to be very challenging to him.

    "HIIIII roguey-guy! You look kinda dead! How was your death? Was it good? Why are you here?"

    The Keeper then made a small comment to the two of them.

    "You two, fight each other. Ray, kill him wth hail!"

    Ray turned to verack.

    "Yay, it's fighty time for us! Fighty time! I'm going to beat you! Beat you good! And then you'll be even deader than you are now!"

    Ray edged slightly forward. His front legs started glowing with a bright blue color: the sign that he's charging up his hailstorm.

    "Hey dead roguey-guy, let's go fighty! Do you still like being shot with ice?"

    Ray charged it some further. The first blast would be a good one.

    "BRING IT, roguey-guy!"

    Summary: Ray is challenging and taunting Verack for battle in the combat pit.

    Ray the Brain-damaged Fly
    Health: 38%
    Location: Combat Pit
    Status: about to fight Verack
    Mood: nuts
    Level: 6
    Gold: 531
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    Kar'thus, Black Knight
    Kar'thus kicks the first sentry crate toward the corner for the imps to collect later. He notes the sped up goblin working along with him.
    {A lack of trolls and bile demons...... I do wonder why....}He shrugs to himself, and begins to hammer the metal for the second Sentry. After a while, he stops working, and exits the workshop. He enters into the hatchery, grabs a chicken, and then turns back around to the workshop. Upon entering, he tosses the chicken to Admortis. Without waiting for a thanks, he moves to the anvil he was working at, but stops when his hearing picks up something moving near a door outside the dungeon. He shrugs, and begins working on the second Sentry Gun, adding 2 freeze traps to his list.

    Summary:
    Health: 100%
    Level: 1.010
    Mood: Annoyed
    Gold: 0
    Keeper Approval: 0 (Neutral)
    Status: Forging
    Summary: Forges a sentry gun, grabs a chicken for Admortic, continues forging
    Current Equipment: Zweihänder Sword
    Labrys Axe
    Square-Headed War Hammer
    Reaper Scythe

    Forging Summary:
    Sentry Gun (2/4) 7% (Working on sentry gun two of four)
    Freeze Trap (0/2)
    Last edited by ARMofORION; January 26th, 2012 at 02:37.

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    Verack & Ray


    The moment Verack was dropped; he started to laugh like a madman. Something didn't feel right, but the ghost didn't care.
    And when he finally saw ice that flew into his direction, his face became as happy as it possibly could be, though his laughing changed into a panicked scream. Though he had nothing to worry about, he just jumped forward and made a roll like he did in his lifetimes. At least he thought he did. Or was his mind wrong? He lost his memories, so how could he be sure? But then again, how could that thought even occur his mind? What did it matter, anyways? The hail missed him and he now stood in front of the fly. With another scream that was mixed with gurgling, he rammed one of his claws into the fly from the underneath and the other one from the upside. The creature... or wasn't it a creature? Whatever it was, it began to flinch fierce. It opened his mouth and a wordless scream came out of his mouth. But there was no sound! Everything was silent, even the ghost himself. Suddenly he found himself in the front of the fly again. Everything was like the moment before the fly shot hail, though this time it didn't.

    In fact, everything passed of completely different. It was like these things never happened, but without wasting any more thoughts about it, something different draw Verack's attention on it. Confused but with a sad mien the ghost jumped to the side, before charging at the wall behind the fly. He lifted his arms up and ran with the claws aimed at the spike he was focused on.



    Ray noticed the ghost charging forward, but not directly at him. It appeared the ghost was more focused on something else behind him. Ray had no idea what; there was nothing but a wall behind him. Either way, while the ghost charged past him, he decided to take advantage of the ghost's confusion. He turned around and shot a large and wide hailstorm spread at Verack's direction.

    Before the attack could hit the ghost, he jumped towards the spike and grabbed it. But then something hit him from behind, leading him to fall to the floor. He rolled himself up and laughed irritated. It sounded horrible, like a drowning ... well there was nothing what sounded that awful, even while drowning! Verack turned around and charged at the fly, jumping from one point of the floor to another. It was random where exactly he landed, though the fly wouldn't hit him that easy. But maybe he would miss his target? That would be bad, though he didn't remember why. So he tried to move into Ray's direction, still making random jumps.


    "So, playing the speed game, are we? I love the speed game!"

    After seeing Verack jump around seemingly randomly in an attempt to approach him, Ray followed suit, dashing around at a rapid speed randomly, the general direction being away from the approaching ghost. If the ghost couldn't close in it would be good, because the ghost can't hit from a range and Ray can. He started charging up another hailstorm, while moving around and away very erratically, even moreso than Verack is jumping.

    The fly seemed to realize that there was no escape if it would just wait there. But it's movement was too slow, it couldn't escape Verack for too long. Or was it Verack who was slower? But the spike behind him drew his attention on it once again. It was like there was an invasive noise coming from it. But there was a threat near him! Verack stopped his actions and slowly turned into Ray’s direction. He trembled and pointed at the spike. With a horrified mien he started to shout.

    "It's living! There is no escape!"

    Verack started to flail about, hoping the fly would listen and not letting the world get doomed. They had to do something, now where they had a chance!


    Ray briefly looked at what he was pointing, a decoration spike which did nothing but be there. Contrary to the ghost's screams, nothing was living in the combat pit other than him and, arguably, the ghost.

    "What is living? There isn't anything living here. Nobody but me and you. Stop distracting me, you're being annoying."

    Ray then released his next hailburst. It was spread widely, covering half of the combat pit opposite to him, where Verack was. However, the diluted hailstorm which was practically undodgable due to sheer coverage, wouldn't inflict much damage. But a little damage is all that the fly would need.

    With a gurgling the ghost fell on his back, avoided most of the blast, though the ice that hit him, crashed against his head. Unimpressed Verack rolled back on his feet, laughing with a sad look on his face. He then pointed at the fly and shook his head. Verack turned around and made a few steps into the direction of the spike. But after the noise begun to get even louder, he retreated and beckoned Ray over.

    "Don't you hear it? The sound of doom is upon us! If we don't stop it, it will destroy everything we know and even things we don't know! We have to stop it! The fate of the prison lays in our claws!"

    "I don't hear anything! Oh! I know! You're trying to trick me again, are you? I'm not going to fall for that again!"

    The ghost appeared to retreat. It seemed like he was trying to make a convincing act. But Ray wasn't affected by Verack's acts, and instead just started charging yet another hailstorm. Verack looked like an easy target now.

    Teriffied the ghost realized that the fly wouldn't listen. It was somehow not able to understand the importance of all of this. The noise from the spike seemed to change into high pitched voices now, the sound shrouded his head, tried to convince him that the end of the world was needed. Before Verack could realize what the spike was doing to him, his mind fell under its control. Horrified the ghost could hear thoughts that weren't his own and even worse; thoughts that were stronger as his own. They took over the control of his undead body and let it rush toward the fly. His foe wasn't moving, wanted to attack him from a wider range like it did before. At least the spike told Verack so. His body untighted from the floor and with a confident jump the ghost reached Ray, a angry grim on his face now.


    We're all doomed!


    Verack's sudden jump towards Ray wasn't really surprising for the fly. In fact, he saw it coming, since it would have been a part of his plan. Knowing that he saw going to strike, he had his hailstorm ready, and he released it right when the ghost got in front of him. Nearly all of the shots hit him, stopping Verack in his tracks. Ray recoiled backwards a little by the hailstorm blast.

    The ghost didn't have time to react, so instead of dodging the attack, he retreated in his own mind. Verack saw thunderbolts and burning houses, while he saw himself running over ground-level. At the horizon he could see dark stormclouds slowly moving over the land. That was the only thing Verack was still aware of, as his physically body fell into a kind of blackout. It was just him, trying to reach the destructive clouds. But he wasn't fast enough, the clouds stayed at the horizon while destroyed fauna paved his way. His real body landed on the cold ground of the arena, while his visions continued.

    One by one the pieces fall...


    VERACK SUMMARY
    Health: 63%
    Location: Arena
    Gold: 0.00
    Level: 1.09
    Keeper Approval: ??? (forgotten)
    Mood: Insane, worried
    Status: Blackout
    Quick Summary: Verack fought Ray, but had many hallucinations. He tried to save the world from a mind controlling spike, but Ray didn't listen to him, doomed the world and the great void with that.


    Ray the Brain-damaged Fly
    Health: 37%
    Location: Combat Pit
    Status:
    Mood: kickin' ass
    Level: 6
    Gold: 531
    Summary: Fought Verack and just kinda shot him with Hail a couple times.
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    Voro continued to be busy attempting to throw fireballs at one target in the training room. It continually kept on getting better; it would not take long anymore until he would have the fireball perfected again.

    The wall target was already pretty much fried by the amount of fireballs chucked at it, but Voro wasn't just done yet. He had to get at least his basic ability back, and he wanted it back as soon as possible.

    Voro prepared another fireball. It wouldn't take long anymore until his fireballs were completely ready for use.

    "Come on, Powers of Darkness. Give me your strength..."

    Summary: training

    Voro the warlock Vampire
    Health: 100%
    Location: training room
    Status: still training in the art of shot fireballs
    Mood: neutral
    Level: 1
    Gold: 0

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    Ray looked in front of him. The ghost was still there, although he wasn't moving. He was lying on the ground, knocked out.

    "Hey! Are you done already? But the fighty has barely started! Get up, I want to fighty some more with you!"

    Verack was still not moving. Ray charged up a hailstorm. It seemed to him that hailstorms could work quite well in waking creatures up.

    "HEY! Wake up Wakeupwakeupwakeupwakeupwakeup!"

    Ray released the hail blast right onto Verack.

    "So, what should I do with this guy now if he won't fighty back? It's no fun if he doesn't fighty back!"

    Summary: Ray shot ice onto the unconscious Verack.

    Ray the Brain-damaged Fly
    Health: 37%
    Location: Combat Pit
    Status: shooting hail on Verack
    Mood: nuts
    Level: 6
    Gold: 531

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