Theren is downstairs wrapped in multiple blankets. He is pale and trembling.
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, enjoying the weather.
Alric is grumping.
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
Phoenix walks up to Jack. "Whats up?"
There is a popping noise as Theren appears. He blinks wearily, his eyes adjusting. "Mornin Lore."
Jack looks up and smiles "Hunting beasts... Why?" He asked and tilts his head.
Lore jumps a bit, almost yelping. She looks over at him and whispers "Hey.. You ok? And good morning.."
"Mind if I help?" Phoenix asks while crouching down near him.
Theren looks around the cave, coughing slightly. "Been better." He mumbles, wrapping his cloak closer around himself.
Jack raises an eyebrow "not like you to ask but I suppose so." He said with a chuckle. He hands the book to Phoenix and points at a page with a sketch of a newly hatched green dragon wyrmling on it. "I need its blood, scales, and teeth to use for a spell of mine" he explained.
Lore walks up to him and places a hand on his forehead. Her icy silver eyes seem to glint in the dim light as she searches over Theren to find out what was wrong with him.
"So can I kill it?"
It is some sort of slow acting poison. Theren gently grabs her hand and smiles. "I'll be fine Lore." He looks around the cave with a sigh. "What are you doing down here anyways?"
"There's that blunt desensitized murderer." He mutters under his breath before smiling again "Sure."
"I have to harvest some crystal growths that are all the way down there but we ran into some sort of beast blocking it." She said and places a hand on his shoulder casting Protection from Poison on him.
"Perfect." Phoenix unslings a huge sniper from his back and loads it.
The spell seems to be rejected from his body. Theren nods and whistles loudly. A flaming red door opens next to him and two hellhounds leap out. Theren points down the hall and the hounds start to stalk that way.
Jack stands up and loads his own pistol and checks everything before walking down the clearing into the woods.
Lore seems to be more worried about Theren at the moment then what is at the end of this tunnel.
Theren is downstairs wrapped in multiple blankets. He is pale and trembling.
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, enjoying the weather.
Alric is grumping.
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
Phoenix walks up to Jack. "Whats up?"
There is a popping noise as Theren appears. He blinks wearily, his eyes adjusting. "Mornin Lore."
Jack looks up and smiles "Hunting beasts... Why?" He asked and tilts his head.
Lore jumps a bit, almost yelping. She looks over at him and whispers "Hey.. You ok? And good morning.."
"Mind if I help?" Phoenix asks while crouching down near him.
Theren looks around the cave, coughing slightly. "Been better." He mumbles, wrapping his cloak closer around himself.
Jack raises an eyebrow "not like you to ask but I suppose so." He said with a chuckle. He hands the book to Phoenix and points at a page with a sketch of a newly hatched green dragon wyrmling on it. "I need its blood, scales, and teeth to use for a spell of mine" he explained.
Lore walks up to him and places a hand on his forehead. Her icy silver eyes seem to glint in the dim light as she searches over Theren to find out what was wrong with him.
"So can I kill it?"
It is some sort of slow acting poison. Theren gently grabs her hand and smiles. "I'll be fine Lore." He looks around the cave with a sigh. "What are you doing down here anyways?"
"There's that blunt desensitized murderer." He mutters under his breath before smiling again "Sure."
"I have to harvest some crystal growths that are all the way down there but we ran into some sort of beast blocking it." She said and places a hand on his shoulder casting Protection from Poison on him.
"Perfect." Phoenix unslings a huge sniper from his back and loads it.
The spell seems to be rejected from his body. Theren nods and whistles loudly. A flaming red door opens next to him and two hellhounds leap out. Theren points down the hall and the hounds start to stalk that way.
Jack stands up and loads his own pistol and checks everything before walking down the clearing into the woods.
Lore seems to be more worried about Theren at the moment then what is at the end of this tunnel.
Phoenix follows, eyeing the trees.
Theren focuses on his hellhounds and what they might be seeing.
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
The brand: timber is leaning against a tree, not in the line of fire
The Brand sniffs the air, raising his head ever so slightly to catch the smell. He chuckles and loads the barrel of his revolver.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you" timber says, walking twords the brand
"sorry mate, you got a pretty big bounty on yer head" he said.
"The only reason I have that bounty, is because the same person who killed my sister ordered me to kill the man I love." Timber says, slightly upset "I never asked for any of this..."
"Sorry to hear that mate but I don't care." He said and raised his pistol. You can see infernal runes etched over the barrel as a hellish fire blazes in the barrel. He tilts his head "for the record, you seem nice but I need the money." (Hit: 20 Damage: 2 + 7 fire damage)
No surprise rounds, role initiative for me with a +15 for timber
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
The brand: timber is leaning against a tree, not in the line of fire
The Brand sniffs the air, raising his head ever so slightly to catch the smell. He chuckles and loads the barrel of his revolver.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you" timber says, walking twords the brand
"sorry mate, you got a pretty big bounty on yer head" he said.
"The only reason I have that bounty, is because the same person who killed my sister ordered me to kill the man I love." Timber says, slightly upset "I never asked for any of this..."
"Sorry to hear that mate but I don't care." He said and raised his pistol. You can see infernal runes etched over the barrel as a hellish fire blazes in the barrel. He tilts his head "for the record, you seem nice but I need the money." (Hit: 20 Damage: 2 + 7 fire damage)
No surprise rounds, role initiative for me with a +15 for timber
21
Brand: 13
Timber is up first, attacking with a +1 rapier for non lethal damage
+9 to hit with 1d8+6 + 5d6 damage
(Hit: 10 Damage: 12 + 14 )
Brand is easily able to dodge your attack. He chuckles and uses his bonus action to use his Action surge to take two actions.
He is going to cast Misty step to teleport behind you and is then going to use his +3 pistol. (Hit: 22 damage: 12 )
It doesn't do much to timber, who is going to attack again, preventing brand from taking opportunity attacks against him, and use the tabaxi speed thingy to move 60 feet away back to the tavern
He snarls and is going to cast teleport on himself to me him near the tavern
"Leave me alone brand!" Timber shouts, attacking again with his rapier, and using dash as a bonus action to move another 60 towards the tavern
He winces as his chest cuts open a sliver, spilling red blood on the grass. He chuckles and stretches as suddenly the wound closes itself up. "sorry mate, can't do that."
Theren is downstairs wrapped in multiple blankets. He is pale and trembling.
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, enjoying the weather.
Alric is grumping.
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
Phoenix walks up to Jack. "Whats up?"
There is a popping noise as Theren appears. He blinks wearily, his eyes adjusting. "Mornin Lore."
Jack looks up and smiles "Hunting beasts... Why?" He asked and tilts his head.
Lore jumps a bit, almost yelping. She looks over at him and whispers "Hey.. You ok? And good morning.."
"Mind if I help?" Phoenix asks while crouching down near him.
Theren looks around the cave, coughing slightly. "Been better." He mumbles, wrapping his cloak closer around himself.
Jack raises an eyebrow "not like you to ask but I suppose so." He said with a chuckle. He hands the book to Phoenix and points at a page with a sketch of a newly hatched green dragon wyrmling on it. "I need its blood, scales, and teeth to use for a spell of mine" he explained.
Lore walks up to him and places a hand on his forehead. Her icy silver eyes seem to glint in the dim light as she searches over Theren to find out what was wrong with him.
"So can I kill it?"
It is some sort of slow acting poison. Theren gently grabs her hand and smiles. "I'll be fine Lore." He looks around the cave with a sigh. "What are you doing down here anyways?"
"There's that blunt desensitized murderer." He mutters under his breath before smiling again "Sure."
"I have to harvest some crystal growths that are all the way down there but we ran into some sort of beast blocking it." She said and places a hand on his shoulder casting Protection from Poison on him.
"Perfect." Phoenix unslings a huge sniper from his back and loads it.
The spell seems to be rejected from his body. Theren nods and whistles loudly. A flaming red door opens next to him and two hellhounds leap out. Theren points down the hall and the hounds start to stalk that way.
Jack stands up and loads his own pistol and checks everything before walking down the clearing into the woods.
Lore seems to be more worried about Theren at the moment then what is at the end of this tunnel.
Phoenix follows, eyeing the trees.
Theren focuses on his hellhounds and what they might be seeing.
Jack pulls out a woven yew wand with a triangular cut diamond sitting between the two branches. He raises it in the air and quietly listens. Suddenly he opens his eyes and chuckles "this way" he said and jumps over a log and into the woods.
Lore raises and hand and narrows her eyes at Theren. She casts Detect magic on him.
Theren is downstairs wrapped in multiple blankets. He is pale and trembling.
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, enjoying the weather.
Alric is grumping.
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
Phoenix walks up to Jack. "Whats up?"
There is a popping noise as Theren appears. He blinks wearily, his eyes adjusting. "Mornin Lore."
Jack looks up and smiles "Hunting beasts... Why?" He asked and tilts his head.
Lore jumps a bit, almost yelping. She looks over at him and whispers "Hey.. You ok? And good morning.."
"Mind if I help?" Phoenix asks while crouching down near him.
Theren looks around the cave, coughing slightly. "Been better." He mumbles, wrapping his cloak closer around himself.
Jack raises an eyebrow "not like you to ask but I suppose so." He said with a chuckle. He hands the book to Phoenix and points at a page with a sketch of a newly hatched green dragon wyrmling on it. "I need its blood, scales, and teeth to use for a spell of mine" he explained.
Lore walks up to him and places a hand on his forehead. Her icy silver eyes seem to glint in the dim light as she searches over Theren to find out what was wrong with him.
"So can I kill it?"
It is some sort of slow acting poison. Theren gently grabs her hand and smiles. "I'll be fine Lore." He looks around the cave with a sigh. "What are you doing down here anyways?"
"There's that blunt desensitized murderer." He mutters under his breath before smiling again "Sure."
"I have to harvest some crystal growths that are all the way down there but we ran into some sort of beast blocking it." She said and places a hand on his shoulder casting Protection from Poison on him.
"Perfect." Phoenix unslings a huge sniper from his back and loads it.
The spell seems to be rejected from his body. Theren nods and whistles loudly. A flaming red door opens next to him and two hellhounds leap out. Theren points down the hall and the hounds start to stalk that way.
Jack stands up and loads his own pistol and checks everything before walking down the clearing into the woods.
Lore seems to be more worried about Theren at the moment then what is at the end of this tunnel.
Phoenix follows, eyeing the trees.
Theren focuses on his hellhounds and what they might be seeing.
Jack pulls out a woven yew wand with a triangular cut diamond sitting between the two branches. He raises it in the air and quietly listens. Suddenly he opens his eyes and chuckles "this way" he said and jumps over a log and into the woods.
Lore raises and hand and narrows her eyes at Theren. She casts Detect magic on him.
Phoenix follows.
There is a source coming from him. Theren starts to walk down the hallway, flames starting to rise up his arm.
Theren is downstairs wrapped in multiple blankets. He is pale and trembling.
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, enjoying the weather.
Alric is grumping.
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
Phoenix walks up to Jack. "Whats up?"
There is a popping noise as Theren appears. He blinks wearily, his eyes adjusting. "Mornin Lore."
Jack looks up and smiles "Hunting beasts... Why?" He asked and tilts his head.
Lore jumps a bit, almost yelping. She looks over at him and whispers "Hey.. You ok? And good morning.."
"Mind if I help?" Phoenix asks while crouching down near him.
Theren looks around the cave, coughing slightly. "Been better." He mumbles, wrapping his cloak closer around himself.
Jack raises an eyebrow "not like you to ask but I suppose so." He said with a chuckle. He hands the book to Phoenix and points at a page with a sketch of a newly hatched green dragon wyrmling on it. "I need its blood, scales, and teeth to use for a spell of mine" he explained.
Lore walks up to him and places a hand on his forehead. Her icy silver eyes seem to glint in the dim light as she searches over Theren to find out what was wrong with him.
"So can I kill it?"
It is some sort of slow acting poison. Theren gently grabs her hand and smiles. "I'll be fine Lore." He looks around the cave with a sigh. "What are you doing down here anyways?"
"There's that blunt desensitized murderer." He mutters under his breath before smiling again "Sure."
"I have to harvest some crystal growths that are all the way down there but we ran into some sort of beast blocking it." She said and places a hand on his shoulder casting Protection from Poison on him.
"Perfect." Phoenix unslings a huge sniper from his back and loads it.
The spell seems to be rejected from his body. Theren nods and whistles loudly. A flaming red door opens next to him and two hellhounds leap out. Theren points down the hall and the hounds start to stalk that way.
Jack stands up and loads his own pistol and checks everything before walking down the clearing into the woods.
Lore seems to be more worried about Theren at the moment then what is at the end of this tunnel.
Phoenix follows, eyeing the trees.
Theren focuses on his hellhounds and what they might be seeing.
Jack pulls out a woven yew wand with a triangular cut diamond sitting between the two branches. He raises it in the air and quietly listens. Suddenly he opens his eyes and chuckles "this way" he said and jumps over a log and into the woods.
Lore raises and hand and narrows her eyes at Theren. She casts Detect magic on him.
Phoenix follows.
There is a source coming from him. Theren starts to walk down the hallway, flames starting to rise up his arm.
Jack stops at a cavern that go straight downwards into the ground. A vicious growl is heard from in it.
Lore walks up to Theren and places a hand on his shoulder. Suddenly they are both in the center of a grassy field. Lore folds her arms "Why are you sick?"
Theren is downstairs wrapped in multiple blankets. He is pale and trembling.
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, enjoying the weather.
Alric is grumping.
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
Phoenix walks up to Jack. "Whats up?"
There is a popping noise as Theren appears. He blinks wearily, his eyes adjusting. "Mornin Lore."
Jack looks up and smiles "Hunting beasts... Why?" He asked and tilts his head.
Lore jumps a bit, almost yelping. She looks over at him and whispers "Hey.. You ok? And good morning.."
"Mind if I help?" Phoenix asks while crouching down near him.
Theren looks around the cave, coughing slightly. "Been better." He mumbles, wrapping his cloak closer around himself.
Jack raises an eyebrow "not like you to ask but I suppose so." He said with a chuckle. He hands the book to Phoenix and points at a page with a sketch of a newly hatched green dragon wyrmling on it. "I need its blood, scales, and teeth to use for a spell of mine" he explained.
Lore walks up to him and places a hand on his forehead. Her icy silver eyes seem to glint in the dim light as she searches over Theren to find out what was wrong with him.
"So can I kill it?"
It is some sort of slow acting poison. Theren gently grabs her hand and smiles. "I'll be fine Lore." He looks around the cave with a sigh. "What are you doing down here anyways?"
"There's that blunt desensitized murderer." He mutters under his breath before smiling again "Sure."
"I have to harvest some crystal growths that are all the way down there but we ran into some sort of beast blocking it." She said and places a hand on his shoulder casting Protection from Poison on him.
"Perfect." Phoenix unslings a huge sniper from his back and loads it.
The spell seems to be rejected from his body. Theren nods and whistles loudly. A flaming red door opens next to him and two hellhounds leap out. Theren points down the hall and the hounds start to stalk that way.
Jack stands up and loads his own pistol and checks everything before walking down the clearing into the woods.
Lore seems to be more worried about Theren at the moment then what is at the end of this tunnel.
Phoenix follows, eyeing the trees.
Theren focuses on his hellhounds and what they might be seeing.
Jack pulls out a woven yew wand with a triangular cut diamond sitting between the two branches. He raises it in the air and quietly listens. Suddenly he opens his eyes and chuckles "this way" he said and jumps over a log and into the woods.
Lore raises and hand and narrows her eyes at Theren. She casts Detect magic on him.
Phoenix follows.
There is a source coming from him. Theren starts to walk down the hallway, flames starting to rise up his arm.
Jack stops at a cavern that go straight downwards into the ground. A vicious growl is heard from in it.
Lore walks up to Theren and places a hand on his shoulder. Suddenly they are both in the center of a grassy field. Lore folds her arms "Why are you sick?"
Phoenix shoulders the sniper and pulls out a silenced pistol. He leans against the cavern wall and pulls out a small hand grenade. "Flashbang."
The flames on Therens arm disappears. "I dunno. I woke up feeling like garbage and feeling very cold...."
Theren is downstairs wrapped in multiple blankets. He is pale and trembling.
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, enjoying the weather.
Alric is grumping.
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
Phoenix walks up to Jack. "Whats up?"
There is a popping noise as Theren appears. He blinks wearily, his eyes adjusting. "Mornin Lore."
Jack looks up and smiles "Hunting beasts... Why?" He asked and tilts his head.
Lore jumps a bit, almost yelping. She looks over at him and whispers "Hey.. You ok? And good morning.."
"Mind if I help?" Phoenix asks while crouching down near him.
Theren looks around the cave, coughing slightly. "Been better." He mumbles, wrapping his cloak closer around himself.
Jack raises an eyebrow "not like you to ask but I suppose so." He said with a chuckle. He hands the book to Phoenix and points at a page with a sketch of a newly hatched green dragon wyrmling on it. "I need its blood, scales, and teeth to use for a spell of mine" he explained.
Lore walks up to him and places a hand on his forehead. Her icy silver eyes seem to glint in the dim light as she searches over Theren to find out what was wrong with him.
"So can I kill it?"
It is some sort of slow acting poison. Theren gently grabs her hand and smiles. "I'll be fine Lore." He looks around the cave with a sigh. "What are you doing down here anyways?"
"There's that blunt desensitized murderer." He mutters under his breath before smiling again "Sure."
"I have to harvest some crystal growths that are all the way down there but we ran into some sort of beast blocking it." She said and places a hand on his shoulder casting Protection from Poison on him.
"Perfect." Phoenix unslings a huge sniper from his back and loads it.
The spell seems to be rejected from his body. Theren nods and whistles loudly. A flaming red door opens next to him and two hellhounds leap out. Theren points down the hall and the hounds start to stalk that way.
Jack stands up and loads his own pistol and checks everything before walking down the clearing into the woods.
Lore seems to be more worried about Theren at the moment then what is at the end of this tunnel.
Phoenix follows, eyeing the trees.
Theren focuses on his hellhounds and what they might be seeing.
Jack pulls out a woven yew wand with a triangular cut diamond sitting between the two branches. He raises it in the air and quietly listens. Suddenly he opens his eyes and chuckles "this way" he said and jumps over a log and into the woods.
Lore raises and hand and narrows her eyes at Theren. She casts Detect magic on him.
Phoenix follows.
There is a source coming from him. Theren starts to walk down the hallway, flames starting to rise up his arm.
Jack stops at a cavern that go straight downwards into the ground. A vicious growl is heard from in it.
Lore walks up to Theren and places a hand on his shoulder. Suddenly they are both in the center of a grassy field. Lore folds her arms "Why are you sick?"
Phoenix shoulders the sniper and pulls out a silenced pistol. He leans against the cavern wall and pulls out a small hand grenade. "Flashbang."
The flames on Therens arm disappears. "I dunno. I woke up feeling like garbage and feeling very cold...."
Jack nods, mentally taking notes on how Phoenix acts.
"you have poison coursing through your system" she said and looked at him, concerned.
Theren is downstairs wrapped in multiple blankets. He is pale and trembling.
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, enjoying the weather.
Alric is grumping.
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
Phoenix walks up to Jack. "Whats up?"
There is a popping noise as Theren appears. He blinks wearily, his eyes adjusting. "Mornin Lore."
Jack looks up and smiles "Hunting beasts... Why?" He asked and tilts his head.
Lore jumps a bit, almost yelping. She looks over at him and whispers "Hey.. You ok? And good morning.."
"Mind if I help?" Phoenix asks while crouching down near him.
Theren looks around the cave, coughing slightly. "Been better." He mumbles, wrapping his cloak closer around himself.
Jack raises an eyebrow "not like you to ask but I suppose so." He said with a chuckle. He hands the book to Phoenix and points at a page with a sketch of a newly hatched green dragon wyrmling on it. "I need its blood, scales, and teeth to use for a spell of mine" he explained.
Lore walks up to him and places a hand on his forehead. Her icy silver eyes seem to glint in the dim light as she searches over Theren to find out what was wrong with him.
"So can I kill it?"
It is some sort of slow acting poison. Theren gently grabs her hand and smiles. "I'll be fine Lore." He looks around the cave with a sigh. "What are you doing down here anyways?"
"There's that blunt desensitized murderer." He mutters under his breath before smiling again "Sure."
"I have to harvest some crystal growths that are all the way down there but we ran into some sort of beast blocking it." She said and places a hand on his shoulder casting Protection from Poison on him.
"Perfect." Phoenix unslings a huge sniper from his back and loads it.
The spell seems to be rejected from his body. Theren nods and whistles loudly. A flaming red door opens next to him and two hellhounds leap out. Theren points down the hall and the hounds start to stalk that way.
Jack stands up and loads his own pistol and checks everything before walking down the clearing into the woods.
Lore seems to be more worried about Theren at the moment then what is at the end of this tunnel.
Phoenix follows, eyeing the trees.
Theren focuses on his hellhounds and what they might be seeing.
Jack pulls out a woven yew wand with a triangular cut diamond sitting between the two branches. He raises it in the air and quietly listens. Suddenly he opens his eyes and chuckles "this way" he said and jumps over a log and into the woods.
Lore raises and hand and narrows her eyes at Theren. She casts Detect magic on him.
Phoenix follows.
There is a source coming from him. Theren starts to walk down the hallway, flames starting to rise up his arm.
Jack stops at a cavern that go straight downwards into the ground. A vicious growl is heard from in it.
Lore walks up to Theren and places a hand on his shoulder. Suddenly they are both in the center of a grassy field. Lore folds her arms "Why are you sick?"
Phoenix shoulders the sniper and pulls out a silenced pistol. He leans against the cavern wall and pulls out a small hand grenade. "Flashbang."
The flames on Therens arm disappears. "I dunno. I woke up feeling like garbage and feeling very cold...."
Jack nods, mentally taking notes on how Phoenix acts.
"you have poison coursing through your system" she said and looked at him, concerned.
Phoenix tosses the flashbang down the hole. *Make a con save for the dragon* He then lowers the NODs on his helmet. The sniper on his back is now an assult rifle. Phoenix then holsters his pistol and takes his rifle into his hands.
Theren is downstairs wrapped in multiple blankets. He is pale and trembling.
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, enjoying the weather.
Alric is grumping.
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
Phoenix walks up to Jack. "Whats up?"
There is a popping noise as Theren appears. He blinks wearily, his eyes adjusting. "Mornin Lore."
Jack looks up and smiles "Hunting beasts... Why?" He asked and tilts his head.
Lore jumps a bit, almost yelping. She looks over at him and whispers "Hey.. You ok? And good morning.."
"Mind if I help?" Phoenix asks while crouching down near him.
Theren looks around the cave, coughing slightly. "Been better." He mumbles, wrapping his cloak closer around himself.
Jack raises an eyebrow "not like you to ask but I suppose so." He said with a chuckle. He hands the book to Phoenix and points at a page with a sketch of a newly hatched green dragon wyrmling on it. "I need its blood, scales, and teeth to use for a spell of mine" he explained.
Lore walks up to him and places a hand on his forehead. Her icy silver eyes seem to glint in the dim light as she searches over Theren to find out what was wrong with him.
"So can I kill it?"
It is some sort of slow acting poison. Theren gently grabs her hand and smiles. "I'll be fine Lore." He looks around the cave with a sigh. "What are you doing down here anyways?"
"There's that blunt desensitized murderer." He mutters under his breath before smiling again "Sure."
"I have to harvest some crystal growths that are all the way down there but we ran into some sort of beast blocking it." She said and places a hand on his shoulder casting Protection from Poison on him.
"Perfect." Phoenix unslings a huge sniper from his back and loads it.
The spell seems to be rejected from his body. Theren nods and whistles loudly. A flaming red door opens next to him and two hellhounds leap out. Theren points down the hall and the hounds start to stalk that way.
Jack stands up and loads his own pistol and checks everything before walking down the clearing into the woods.
Lore seems to be more worried about Theren at the moment then what is at the end of this tunnel.
Phoenix follows, eyeing the trees.
Theren focuses on his hellhounds and what they might be seeing.
Jack pulls out a woven yew wand with a triangular cut diamond sitting between the two branches. He raises it in the air and quietly listens. Suddenly he opens his eyes and chuckles "this way" he said and jumps over a log and into the woods.
Lore raises and hand and narrows her eyes at Theren. She casts Detect magic on him.
Phoenix follows.
There is a source coming from him. Theren starts to walk down the hallway, flames starting to rise up his arm.
Jack stops at a cavern that go straight downwards into the ground. A vicious growl is heard from in it.
Lore walks up to Theren and places a hand on his shoulder. Suddenly they are both in the center of a grassy field. Lore folds her arms "Why are you sick?"
Phoenix shoulders the sniper and pulls out a silenced pistol. He leans against the cavern wall and pulls out a small hand grenade. "Flashbang."
The flames on Therens arm disappears. "I dunno. I woke up feeling like garbage and feeling very cold...."
Jack nods, mentally taking notes on how Phoenix acts.
"you have poison coursing through your system" she said and looked at him, concerned.
Phoenix tosses the flashbang down the hole. *Make a con save for the dragon* He then lowers the NODs on his helmet. The sniper on his back is now an assult rifle. Phoenix then holsters his pistol and takes his rifle into his hands.
"I do?" Theren looks confused.
*Con save for Dragon Wyrmling.*: 4
Jack narrows his eyes, shaking off the blinding light he saw for a flash of a second. The dragon is equally is not more blinded from the light as it roars and tries to run out.
She nods "and my magic is being deflected by it... i dont know what it is.."
Theren is downstairs wrapped in multiple blankets. He is pale and trembling.
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, enjoying the weather.
Alric is grumping.
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
Phoenix walks up to Jack. "Whats up?"
There is a popping noise as Theren appears. He blinks wearily, his eyes adjusting. "Mornin Lore."
Jack looks up and smiles "Hunting beasts... Why?" He asked and tilts his head.
Lore jumps a bit, almost yelping. She looks over at him and whispers "Hey.. You ok? And good morning.."
"Mind if I help?" Phoenix asks while crouching down near him.
Theren looks around the cave, coughing slightly. "Been better." He mumbles, wrapping his cloak closer around himself.
Jack raises an eyebrow "not like you to ask but I suppose so." He said with a chuckle. He hands the book to Phoenix and points at a page with a sketch of a newly hatched green dragon wyrmling on it. "I need its blood, scales, and teeth to use for a spell of mine" he explained.
Lore walks up to him and places a hand on his forehead. Her icy silver eyes seem to glint in the dim light as she searches over Theren to find out what was wrong with him.
"So can I kill it?"
It is some sort of slow acting poison. Theren gently grabs her hand and smiles. "I'll be fine Lore." He looks around the cave with a sigh. "What are you doing down here anyways?"
"There's that blunt desensitized murderer." He mutters under his breath before smiling again "Sure."
"I have to harvest some crystal growths that are all the way down there but we ran into some sort of beast blocking it." She said and places a hand on his shoulder casting Protection from Poison on him.
"Perfect." Phoenix unslings a huge sniper from his back and loads it.
The spell seems to be rejected from his body. Theren nods and whistles loudly. A flaming red door opens next to him and two hellhounds leap out. Theren points down the hall and the hounds start to stalk that way.
Jack stands up and loads his own pistol and checks everything before walking down the clearing into the woods.
Lore seems to be more worried about Theren at the moment then what is at the end of this tunnel.
Phoenix follows, eyeing the trees.
Theren focuses on his hellhounds and what they might be seeing.
Jack pulls out a woven yew wand with a triangular cut diamond sitting between the two branches. He raises it in the air and quietly listens. Suddenly he opens his eyes and chuckles "this way" he said and jumps over a log and into the woods.
Lore raises and hand and narrows her eyes at Theren. She casts Detect magic on him.
Phoenix follows.
There is a source coming from him. Theren starts to walk down the hallway, flames starting to rise up his arm.
Jack stops at a cavern that go straight downwards into the ground. A vicious growl is heard from in it.
Lore walks up to Theren and places a hand on his shoulder. Suddenly they are both in the center of a grassy field. Lore folds her arms "Why are you sick?"
Phoenix shoulders the sniper and pulls out a silenced pistol. He leans against the cavern wall and pulls out a small hand grenade. "Flashbang."
The flames on Therens arm disappears. "I dunno. I woke up feeling like garbage and feeling very cold...."
Jack nods, mentally taking notes on how Phoenix acts.
"you have poison coursing through your system" she said and looked at him, concerned.
Phoenix tosses the flashbang down the hole. *Make a con save for the dragon* He then lowers the NODs on his helmet. The sniper on his back is now an assult rifle. Phoenix then holsters his pistol and takes his rifle into his hands.
"I do?" Theren looks confused.
*Con save for Dragon Wyrmling.*: 16
Jack narrows his eyes, shaking off the blinding light he saw for a flash of a second. The dragon is equally is not more blinded from the light as it roars and tries to run out.
She nods "and my magic is being deflected by it... i dont know what it is.."
*Fail!*
Phoenix fires off some rounds. Attack: 23 Damage: 34
Therens eyes grow with worry as he covers his mouth and lets out a loud cough. "Bloody hells...."
Theren is downstairs wrapped in multiple blankets. He is pale and trembling.
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, enjoying the weather.
Alric is grumping.
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
Phoenix walks up to Jack. "Whats up?"
There is a popping noise as Theren appears. He blinks wearily, his eyes adjusting. "Mornin Lore."
Jack looks up and smiles "Hunting beasts... Why?" He asked and tilts his head.
Lore jumps a bit, almost yelping. She looks over at him and whispers "Hey.. You ok? And good morning.."
"Mind if I help?" Phoenix asks while crouching down near him.
Theren looks around the cave, coughing slightly. "Been better." He mumbles, wrapping his cloak closer around himself.
Jack raises an eyebrow "not like you to ask but I suppose so." He said with a chuckle. He hands the book to Phoenix and points at a page with a sketch of a newly hatched green dragon wyrmling on it. "I need its blood, scales, and teeth to use for a spell of mine" he explained.
Lore walks up to him and places a hand on his forehead. Her icy silver eyes seem to glint in the dim light as she searches over Theren to find out what was wrong with him.
"So can I kill it?"
It is some sort of slow acting poison. Theren gently grabs her hand and smiles. "I'll be fine Lore." He looks around the cave with a sigh. "What are you doing down here anyways?"
"There's that blunt desensitized murderer." He mutters under his breath before smiling again "Sure."
"I have to harvest some crystal growths that are all the way down there but we ran into some sort of beast blocking it." She said and places a hand on his shoulder casting Protection from Poison on him.
"Perfect." Phoenix unslings a huge sniper from his back and loads it.
The spell seems to be rejected from his body. Theren nods and whistles loudly. A flaming red door opens next to him and two hellhounds leap out. Theren points down the hall and the hounds start to stalk that way.
Jack stands up and loads his own pistol and checks everything before walking down the clearing into the woods.
Lore seems to be more worried about Theren at the moment then what is at the end of this tunnel.
Phoenix follows, eyeing the trees.
Theren focuses on his hellhounds and what they might be seeing.
Jack pulls out a woven yew wand with a triangular cut diamond sitting between the two branches. He raises it in the air and quietly listens. Suddenly he opens his eyes and chuckles "this way" he said and jumps over a log and into the woods.
Lore raises and hand and narrows her eyes at Theren. She casts Detect magic on him.
Phoenix follows.
There is a source coming from him. Theren starts to walk down the hallway, flames starting to rise up his arm.
Jack stops at a cavern that go straight downwards into the ground. A vicious growl is heard from in it.
Lore walks up to Theren and places a hand on his shoulder. Suddenly they are both in the center of a grassy field. Lore folds her arms "Why are you sick?"
Phoenix shoulders the sniper and pulls out a silenced pistol. He leans against the cavern wall and pulls out a small hand grenade. "Flashbang."
The flames on Therens arm disappears. "I dunno. I woke up feeling like garbage and feeling very cold...."
Jack nods, mentally taking notes on how Phoenix acts.
"you have poison coursing through your system" she said and looked at him, concerned.
Phoenix tosses the flashbang down the hole. *Make a con save for the dragon* He then lowers the NODs on his helmet. The sniper on his back is now an assult rifle. Phoenix then holsters his pistol and takes his rifle into his hands.
"I do?" Theren looks confused.
*Con save for Dragon Wyrmling.*: 16
Jack narrows his eyes, shaking off the blinding light he saw for a flash of a second. The dragon is equally is not more blinded from the light as it roars and tries to run out.
She nods "and my magic is being deflected by it... i dont know what it is.."
*Fail!*
Phoenix fires off some rounds. Attack: 24 Damage: 43
Therens eyes grow with worry as he covers his mouth and lets out a loud cough. "Bloody hells...."
It screams as its wings become tatters and shredded by bullets. Its loosing much blood and it can barely stay mobile at this moment. Jack puts a hand on Phoenix shoulder and walks towards the dragon who is breathing its last breath before dying in a pool of lime-green blood. Jack kneels down, pulling out a small dagger, and harvesting the scaly hide of it. He examines it for a moment, holding a single scale up to the light and smiling. He takes off his jacket and sets it on a tree branch before he stares removing the rest of what he needs.
" i need you to lay down" she said and smiled "Im going to try to remove the poison from you".
Theren is downstairs wrapped in multiple blankets. He is pale and trembling.
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, enjoying the weather.
Alric is grumping.
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
Phoenix walks up to Jack. "Whats up?"
There is a popping noise as Theren appears. He blinks wearily, his eyes adjusting. "Mornin Lore."
Jack looks up and smiles "Hunting beasts... Why?" He asked and tilts his head.
Lore jumps a bit, almost yelping. She looks over at him and whispers "Hey.. You ok? And good morning.."
"Mind if I help?" Phoenix asks while crouching down near him.
Theren looks around the cave, coughing slightly. "Been better." He mumbles, wrapping his cloak closer around himself.
Jack raises an eyebrow "not like you to ask but I suppose so." He said with a chuckle. He hands the book to Phoenix and points at a page with a sketch of a newly hatched green dragon wyrmling on it. "I need its blood, scales, and teeth to use for a spell of mine" he explained.
Lore walks up to him and places a hand on his forehead. Her icy silver eyes seem to glint in the dim light as she searches over Theren to find out what was wrong with him.
"So can I kill it?"
It is some sort of slow acting poison. Theren gently grabs her hand and smiles. "I'll be fine Lore." He looks around the cave with a sigh. "What are you doing down here anyways?"
"There's that blunt desensitized murderer." He mutters under his breath before smiling again "Sure."
"I have to harvest some crystal growths that are all the way down there but we ran into some sort of beast blocking it." She said and places a hand on his shoulder casting Protection from Poison on him.
"Perfect." Phoenix unslings a huge sniper from his back and loads it.
The spell seems to be rejected from his body. Theren nods and whistles loudly. A flaming red door opens next to him and two hellhounds leap out. Theren points down the hall and the hounds start to stalk that way.
Jack stands up and loads his own pistol and checks everything before walking down the clearing into the woods.
Lore seems to be more worried about Theren at the moment then what is at the end of this tunnel.
Phoenix follows, eyeing the trees.
Theren focuses on his hellhounds and what they might be seeing.
Jack pulls out a woven yew wand with a triangular cut diamond sitting between the two branches. He raises it in the air and quietly listens. Suddenly he opens his eyes and chuckles "this way" he said and jumps over a log and into the woods.
Lore raises and hand and narrows her eyes at Theren. She casts Detect magic on him.
Phoenix follows.
There is a source coming from him. Theren starts to walk down the hallway, flames starting to rise up his arm.
Jack stops at a cavern that go straight downwards into the ground. A vicious growl is heard from in it.
Lore walks up to Theren and places a hand on his shoulder. Suddenly they are both in the center of a grassy field. Lore folds her arms "Why are you sick?"
Phoenix shoulders the sniper and pulls out a silenced pistol. He leans against the cavern wall and pulls out a small hand grenade. "Flashbang."
The flames on Therens arm disappears. "I dunno. I woke up feeling like garbage and feeling very cold...."
Jack nods, mentally taking notes on how Phoenix acts.
"you have poison coursing through your system" she said and looked at him, concerned.
Phoenix tosses the flashbang down the hole. *Make a con save for the dragon* He then lowers the NODs on his helmet. The sniper on his back is now an assult rifle. Phoenix then holsters his pistol and takes his rifle into his hands.
"I do?" Theren looks confused.
*Con save for Dragon Wyrmling.*: 16
Jack narrows his eyes, shaking off the blinding light he saw for a flash of a second. The dragon is equally is not more blinded from the light as it roars and tries to run out.
She nods "and my magic is being deflected by it... i dont know what it is.."
*Fail!*
Phoenix fires off some rounds. Attack: 24 Damage: 43
Therens eyes grow with worry as he covers his mouth and lets out a loud cough. "Bloody hells...."
It screams as its wings become tatters and shredded by bullets. Its loosing much blood and it can barely stay mobile at this moment. Jack puts a hand on Phoenix shoulder and walks towards the dragon who is breathing its last breath before dying in a pool of lime-green blood. Jack kneels down, pulling out a small dagger, and harvesting the scaly hide of it. He examines it for a moment, holding a single scale up to the light and smiling. He takes off his jacket and sets it on a tree branch before he stares removing the rest of what he needs.
" i need you to lay down" she said and smiled "Im going to try to remove the poison from you".
Phoenix lowers the rifle and stands guard, his mask covering all emotion.
Theren nods and lays down on the grass, shivering slightly.
Theren is downstairs wrapped in multiple blankets. He is pale and trembling.
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, enjoying the weather.
Alric is grumping.
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
Phoenix walks up to Jack. "Whats up?"
There is a popping noise as Theren appears. He blinks wearily, his eyes adjusting. "Mornin Lore."
Jack looks up and smiles "Hunting beasts... Why?" He asked and tilts his head.
Lore jumps a bit, almost yelping. She looks over at him and whispers "Hey.. You ok? And good morning.."
"Mind if I help?" Phoenix asks while crouching down near him.
Theren looks around the cave, coughing slightly. "Been better." He mumbles, wrapping his cloak closer around himself.
Jack raises an eyebrow "not like you to ask but I suppose so." He said with a chuckle. He hands the book to Phoenix and points at a page with a sketch of a newly hatched green dragon wyrmling on it. "I need its blood, scales, and teeth to use for a spell of mine" he explained.
Lore walks up to him and places a hand on his forehead. Her icy silver eyes seem to glint in the dim light as she searches over Theren to find out what was wrong with him.
"So can I kill it?"
It is some sort of slow acting poison. Theren gently grabs her hand and smiles. "I'll be fine Lore." He looks around the cave with a sigh. "What are you doing down here anyways?"
"There's that blunt desensitized murderer." He mutters under his breath before smiling again "Sure."
"I have to harvest some crystal growths that are all the way down there but we ran into some sort of beast blocking it." She said and places a hand on his shoulder casting Protection from Poison on him.
"Perfect." Phoenix unslings a huge sniper from his back and loads it.
The spell seems to be rejected from his body. Theren nods and whistles loudly. A flaming red door opens next to him and two hellhounds leap out. Theren points down the hall and the hounds start to stalk that way.
Jack stands up and loads his own pistol and checks everything before walking down the clearing into the woods.
Lore seems to be more worried about Theren at the moment then what is at the end of this tunnel.
Phoenix follows, eyeing the trees.
Theren focuses on his hellhounds and what they might be seeing.
Jack pulls out a woven yew wand with a triangular cut diamond sitting between the two branches. He raises it in the air and quietly listens. Suddenly he opens his eyes and chuckles "this way" he said and jumps over a log and into the woods.
Lore raises and hand and narrows her eyes at Theren. She casts Detect magic on him.
Phoenix follows.
There is a source coming from him. Theren starts to walk down the hallway, flames starting to rise up his arm.
Jack stops at a cavern that go straight downwards into the ground. A vicious growl is heard from in it.
Lore walks up to Theren and places a hand on his shoulder. Suddenly they are both in the center of a grassy field. Lore folds her arms "Why are you sick?"
Phoenix shoulders the sniper and pulls out a silenced pistol. He leans against the cavern wall and pulls out a small hand grenade. "Flashbang."
The flames on Therens arm disappears. "I dunno. I woke up feeling like garbage and feeling very cold...."
Jack nods, mentally taking notes on how Phoenix acts.
"you have poison coursing through your system" she said and looked at him, concerned.
Phoenix tosses the flashbang down the hole. *Make a con save for the dragon* He then lowers the NODs on his helmet. The sniper on his back is now an assult rifle. Phoenix then holsters his pistol and takes his rifle into his hands.
"I do?" Theren looks confused.
*Con save for Dragon Wyrmling.*: 16
Jack narrows his eyes, shaking off the blinding light he saw for a flash of a second. The dragon is equally is not more blinded from the light as it roars and tries to run out.
She nods "and my magic is being deflected by it... i dont know what it is.."
*Fail!*
Phoenix fires off some rounds. Attack: 24 Damage: 43
Therens eyes grow with worry as he covers his mouth and lets out a loud cough. "Bloody hells...."
It screams as its wings become tatters and shredded by bullets. Its loosing much blood and it can barely stay mobile at this moment. Jack puts a hand on Phoenix shoulder and walks towards the dragon who is breathing its last breath before dying in a pool of lime-green blood. Jack kneels down, pulling out a small dagger, and harvesting the scaly hide of it. He examines it for a moment, holding a single scale up to the light and smiling. He takes off his jacket and sets it on a tree branch before he stares removing the rest of what he needs.
" i need you to lay down" she said and smiled "Im going to try to remove the poison from you".
Phoenix lowers the rifle and stands guard, his mask covering all emotion.
Theren nods and lays down on the grass, shivering slightly.
Jack has effectively harvested a green wyrmling's hide, 34 teeth and some bones, and enough vials of green dragons blood to cover 20 daggers or swords. His clothing and skin are also effectively dampened by the blood, stained lime-green around his pants, sleeves, arms, and legs. He stands up from his work and stretches "You didn't have to stay here" he says over his shoulder at Phoenix.
Lore closes her eyes and holds both her hands over Theren's forehead. She casts Lesser restoration on him first, noting what she see's changes in.
Theren is downstairs wrapped in multiple blankets. He is pale and trembling.
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, enjoying the weather.
Alric is grumping.
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
Phoenix walks up to Jack. "Whats up?"
There is a popping noise as Theren appears. He blinks wearily, his eyes adjusting. "Mornin Lore."
Jack looks up and smiles "Hunting beasts... Why?" He asked and tilts his head.
Lore jumps a bit, almost yelping. She looks over at him and whispers "Hey.. You ok? And good morning.."
"Mind if I help?" Phoenix asks while crouching down near him.
Theren looks around the cave, coughing slightly. "Been better." He mumbles, wrapping his cloak closer around himself.
Jack raises an eyebrow "not like you to ask but I suppose so." He said with a chuckle. He hands the book to Phoenix and points at a page with a sketch of a newly hatched green dragon wyrmling on it. "I need its blood, scales, and teeth to use for a spell of mine" he explained.
Lore walks up to him and places a hand on his forehead. Her icy silver eyes seem to glint in the dim light as she searches over Theren to find out what was wrong with him.
"So can I kill it?"
It is some sort of slow acting poison. Theren gently grabs her hand and smiles. "I'll be fine Lore." He looks around the cave with a sigh. "What are you doing down here anyways?"
"There's that blunt desensitized murderer." He mutters under his breath before smiling again "Sure."
"I have to harvest some crystal growths that are all the way down there but we ran into some sort of beast blocking it." She said and places a hand on his shoulder casting Protection from Poison on him.
"Perfect." Phoenix unslings a huge sniper from his back and loads it.
The spell seems to be rejected from his body. Theren nods and whistles loudly. A flaming red door opens next to him and two hellhounds leap out. Theren points down the hall and the hounds start to stalk that way.
Jack stands up and loads his own pistol and checks everything before walking down the clearing into the woods.
Lore seems to be more worried about Theren at the moment then what is at the end of this tunnel.
Phoenix follows, eyeing the trees.
Theren focuses on his hellhounds and what they might be seeing.
Jack pulls out a woven yew wand with a triangular cut diamond sitting between the two branches. He raises it in the air and quietly listens. Suddenly he opens his eyes and chuckles "this way" he said and jumps over a log and into the woods.
Lore raises and hand and narrows her eyes at Theren. She casts Detect magic on him.
Phoenix follows.
There is a source coming from him. Theren starts to walk down the hallway, flames starting to rise up his arm.
Jack stops at a cavern that go straight downwards into the ground. A vicious growl is heard from in it.
Lore walks up to Theren and places a hand on his shoulder. Suddenly they are both in the center of a grassy field. Lore folds her arms "Why are you sick?"
Phoenix shoulders the sniper and pulls out a silenced pistol. He leans against the cavern wall and pulls out a small hand grenade. "Flashbang."
The flames on Therens arm disappears. "I dunno. I woke up feeling like garbage and feeling very cold...."
Jack nods, mentally taking notes on how Phoenix acts.
"you have poison coursing through your system" she said and looked at him, concerned.
Phoenix tosses the flashbang down the hole. *Make a con save for the dragon* He then lowers the NODs on his helmet. The sniper on his back is now an assult rifle. Phoenix then holsters his pistol and takes his rifle into his hands.
"I do?" Theren looks confused.
*Con save for Dragon Wyrmling.*: 16
Jack narrows his eyes, shaking off the blinding light he saw for a flash of a second. The dragon is equally is not more blinded from the light as it roars and tries to run out.
She nods "and my magic is being deflected by it... i dont know what it is.."
*Fail!*
Phoenix fires off some rounds. Attack: 24 Damage: 43
Therens eyes grow with worry as he covers his mouth and lets out a loud cough. "Bloody hells...."
It screams as its wings become tatters and shredded by bullets. Its loosing much blood and it can barely stay mobile at this moment. Jack puts a hand on Phoenix shoulder and walks towards the dragon who is breathing its last breath before dying in a pool of lime-green blood. Jack kneels down, pulling out a small dagger, and harvesting the scaly hide of it. He examines it for a moment, holding a single scale up to the light and smiling. He takes off his jacket and sets it on a tree branch before he stares removing the rest of what he needs.
" i need you to lay down" she said and smiled "Im going to try to remove the poison from you".
Phoenix lowers the rifle and stands guard, his mask covering all emotion.
Theren nods and lays down on the grass, shivering slightly.
Jack has effectively harvested a green wyrmling's hide, 34 teeth and some bones, and enough vials of green dragons blood to cover 20 daggers or swords. His clothing and skin are also effectively dampened by the blood, stained lime-green around his pants, sleeves, arms, and legs. He stands up from his work and stretches "You didn't have to stay here" he says over his shoulder at Phoenix.
Lore closes her eyes and holds both her hands over Theren's forehead. She casts Lesser restoration on him first, noting what she see's changes in.
Theren is downstairs wrapped in multiple blankets. He is pale and trembling.
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, enjoying the weather.
Alric is grumping.
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
Phoenix walks up to Jack. "Whats up?"
There is a popping noise as Theren appears. He blinks wearily, his eyes adjusting. "Mornin Lore."
Jack looks up and smiles "Hunting beasts... Why?" He asked and tilts his head.
Lore jumps a bit, almost yelping. She looks over at him and whispers "Hey.. You ok? And good morning.."
"Mind if I help?" Phoenix asks while crouching down near him.
Theren looks around the cave, coughing slightly. "Been better." He mumbles, wrapping his cloak closer around himself.
Jack raises an eyebrow "not like you to ask but I suppose so." He said with a chuckle. He hands the book to Phoenix and points at a page with a sketch of a newly hatched green dragon wyrmling on it. "I need its blood, scales, and teeth to use for a spell of mine" he explained.
Lore walks up to him and places a hand on his forehead. Her icy silver eyes seem to glint in the dim light as she searches over Theren to find out what was wrong with him.
"So can I kill it?"
It is some sort of slow acting poison. Theren gently grabs her hand and smiles. "I'll be fine Lore." He looks around the cave with a sigh. "What are you doing down here anyways?"
"There's that blunt desensitized murderer." He mutters under his breath before smiling again "Sure."
"I have to harvest some crystal growths that are all the way down there but we ran into some sort of beast blocking it." She said and places a hand on his shoulder casting Protection from Poison on him.
"Perfect." Phoenix unslings a huge sniper from his back and loads it.
The spell seems to be rejected from his body. Theren nods and whistles loudly. A flaming red door opens next to him and two hellhounds leap out. Theren points down the hall and the hounds start to stalk that way.
Jack stands up and loads his own pistol and checks everything before walking down the clearing into the woods.
Lore seems to be more worried about Theren at the moment then what is at the end of this tunnel.
Phoenix follows, eyeing the trees.
Theren focuses on his hellhounds and what they might be seeing.
Jack pulls out a woven yew wand with a triangular cut diamond sitting between the two branches. He raises it in the air and quietly listens. Suddenly he opens his eyes and chuckles "this way" he said and jumps over a log and into the woods.
Lore raises and hand and narrows her eyes at Theren. She casts Detect magic on him.
Phoenix follows.
There is a source coming from him. Theren starts to walk down the hallway, flames starting to rise up his arm.
Jack stops at a cavern that go straight downwards into the ground. A vicious growl is heard from in it.
Lore walks up to Theren and places a hand on his shoulder. Suddenly they are both in the center of a grassy field. Lore folds her arms "Why are you sick?"
Phoenix shoulders the sniper and pulls out a silenced pistol. He leans against the cavern wall and pulls out a small hand grenade. "Flashbang."
The flames on Therens arm disappears. "I dunno. I woke up feeling like garbage and feeling very cold...."
Jack nods, mentally taking notes on how Phoenix acts.
"you have poison coursing through your system" she said and looked at him, concerned.
Phoenix tosses the flashbang down the hole. *Make a con save for the dragon* He then lowers the NODs on his helmet. The sniper on his back is now an assult rifle. Phoenix then holsters his pistol and takes his rifle into his hands.
"I do?" Theren looks confused.
*Con save for Dragon Wyrmling.*: 16
Jack narrows his eyes, shaking off the blinding light he saw for a flash of a second. The dragon is equally is not more blinded from the light as it roars and tries to run out.
She nods "and my magic is being deflected by it... i dont know what it is.."
*Fail!*
Phoenix fires off some rounds. Attack: 24 Damage: 43
Therens eyes grow with worry as he covers his mouth and lets out a loud cough. "Bloody hells...."
It screams as its wings become tatters and shredded by bullets. Its loosing much blood and it can barely stay mobile at this moment. Jack puts a hand on Phoenix shoulder and walks towards the dragon who is breathing its last breath before dying in a pool of lime-green blood. Jack kneels down, pulling out a small dagger, and harvesting the scaly hide of it. He examines it for a moment, holding a single scale up to the light and smiling. He takes off his jacket and sets it on a tree branch before he stares removing the rest of what he needs.
" i need you to lay down" she said and smiled "Im going to try to remove the poison from you".
Phoenix lowers the rifle and stands guard, his mask covering all emotion.
Theren nods and lays down on the grass, shivering slightly.
Jack has effectively harvested a green wyrmling's hide, 34 teeth and some bones, and enough vials of green dragons blood to cover 20 daggers or swords. His clothing and skin are also effectively dampened by the blood, stained lime-green around his pants, sleeves, arms, and legs. He stands up from his work and stretches "You didn't have to stay here" he says over his shoulder at Phoenix.
Lore closes her eyes and holds both her hands over Theren's forehead. She casts Lesser restoration on him first, noting what she see's changes in.
"I always will stay."
Nothing changes.
Jack raises an eyebrow "what do you mean by that?" he askes and takes off his shirt, underneath is a black tank-top. He sighs "Well that shirt is ruined" he said and snapped his fingers. A fresh, black, button-up dress shirt appears and he puts it on, grabbing his coat from the tree branch and puts it on. His chestnut brown eyes focused on the eyeholes in Phoenix's mask as he approaches him.
Lore grumbles to herself "Do you remember eating o drinking anything that tasted like what i should not be?" she asked and casts greater restoration.
Theren is downstairs wrapped in multiple blankets. He is pale and trembling.
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, enjoying the weather.
Alric is grumping.
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
Phoenix walks up to Jack. "Whats up?"
There is a popping noise as Theren appears. He blinks wearily, his eyes adjusting. "Mornin Lore."
Jack looks up and smiles "Hunting beasts... Why?" He asked and tilts his head.
Lore jumps a bit, almost yelping. She looks over at him and whispers "Hey.. You ok? And good morning.."
"Mind if I help?" Phoenix asks while crouching down near him.
Theren looks around the cave, coughing slightly. "Been better." He mumbles, wrapping his cloak closer around himself.
Jack raises an eyebrow "not like you to ask but I suppose so." He said with a chuckle. He hands the book to Phoenix and points at a page with a sketch of a newly hatched green dragon wyrmling on it. "I need its blood, scales, and teeth to use for a spell of mine" he explained.
Lore walks up to him and places a hand on his forehead. Her icy silver eyes seem to glint in the dim light as she searches over Theren to find out what was wrong with him.
"So can I kill it?"
It is some sort of slow acting poison. Theren gently grabs her hand and smiles. "I'll be fine Lore." He looks around the cave with a sigh. "What are you doing down here anyways?"
"There's that blunt desensitized murderer." He mutters under his breath before smiling again "Sure."
"I have to harvest some crystal growths that are all the way down there but we ran into some sort of beast blocking it." She said and places a hand on his shoulder casting Protection from Poison on him.
"Perfect." Phoenix unslings a huge sniper from his back and loads it.
The spell seems to be rejected from his body. Theren nods and whistles loudly. A flaming red door opens next to him and two hellhounds leap out. Theren points down the hall and the hounds start to stalk that way.
Jack stands up and loads his own pistol and checks everything before walking down the clearing into the woods.
Lore seems to be more worried about Theren at the moment then what is at the end of this tunnel.
Phoenix follows, eyeing the trees.
Theren focuses on his hellhounds and what they might be seeing.
Jack pulls out a woven yew wand with a triangular cut diamond sitting between the two branches. He raises it in the air and quietly listens. Suddenly he opens his eyes and chuckles "this way" he said and jumps over a log and into the woods.
Lore raises and hand and narrows her eyes at Theren. She casts Detect magic on him.
Phoenix follows.
There is a source coming from him. Theren starts to walk down the hallway, flames starting to rise up his arm.
Jack stops at a cavern that go straight downwards into the ground. A vicious growl is heard from in it.
Lore walks up to Theren and places a hand on his shoulder. Suddenly they are both in the center of a grassy field. Lore folds her arms "Why are you sick?"
Phoenix shoulders the sniper and pulls out a silenced pistol. He leans against the cavern wall and pulls out a small hand grenade. "Flashbang."
The flames on Therens arm disappears. "I dunno. I woke up feeling like garbage and feeling very cold...."
Jack nods, mentally taking notes on how Phoenix acts.
"you have poison coursing through your system" she said and looked at him, concerned.
Phoenix tosses the flashbang down the hole. *Make a con save for the dragon* He then lowers the NODs on his helmet. The sniper on his back is now an assult rifle. Phoenix then holsters his pistol and takes his rifle into his hands.
"I do?" Theren looks confused.
*Con save for Dragon Wyrmling.*: 16
Jack narrows his eyes, shaking off the blinding light he saw for a flash of a second. The dragon is equally is not more blinded from the light as it roars and tries to run out.
She nods "and my magic is being deflected by it... i dont know what it is.."
*Fail!*
Phoenix fires off some rounds. Attack: 24 Damage: 43
Therens eyes grow with worry as he covers his mouth and lets out a loud cough. "Bloody hells...."
It screams as its wings become tatters and shredded by bullets. Its loosing much blood and it can barely stay mobile at this moment. Jack puts a hand on Phoenix shoulder and walks towards the dragon who is breathing its last breath before dying in a pool of lime-green blood. Jack kneels down, pulling out a small dagger, and harvesting the scaly hide of it. He examines it for a moment, holding a single scale up to the light and smiling. He takes off his jacket and sets it on a tree branch before he stares removing the rest of what he needs.
" i need you to lay down" she said and smiled "Im going to try to remove the poison from you".
Phoenix lowers the rifle and stands guard, his mask covering all emotion.
Theren nods and lays down on the grass, shivering slightly.
Jack has effectively harvested a green wyrmling's hide, 34 teeth and some bones, and enough vials of green dragons blood to cover 20 daggers or swords. His clothing and skin are also effectively dampened by the blood, stained lime-green around his pants, sleeves, arms, and legs. He stands up from his work and stretches "You didn't have to stay here" he says over his shoulder at Phoenix.
Lore closes her eyes and holds both her hands over Theren's forehead. She casts Lesser restoration on him first, noting what she see's changes in.
"I always will stay."
Nothing changes.
Jack raises an eyebrow "what do you mean by that?" he askes and takes off his shirt, underneath is a black tank-top. He sighs "Well that shirt is ruined" he said and snapped his fingers. A fresh, black, button-up dress shirt appears and he puts it on, grabbing his coat from the tree branch and puts it on. His chestnut brown eyes focused on the eyeholes in Phoenix's mask as he approaches him.
Lore grumbles to herself "Do you remember eating o drinking anything that tasted like what i should not be?" she asked and casts greater restoration.
Phoenix shrugs. "You tell me Jack."
Theren shakes his head no. Therens skin lightens a bit when she casts the spell.
Theren is downstairs wrapped in multiple blankets. He is pale and trembling.
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, enjoying the weather.
Alric is grumping.
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
Phoenix walks up to Jack. "Whats up?"
There is a popping noise as Theren appears. He blinks wearily, his eyes adjusting. "Mornin Lore."
Jack looks up and smiles "Hunting beasts... Why?" He asked and tilts his head.
Lore jumps a bit, almost yelping. She looks over at him and whispers "Hey.. You ok? And good morning.."
"Mind if I help?" Phoenix asks while crouching down near him.
Theren looks around the cave, coughing slightly. "Been better." He mumbles, wrapping his cloak closer around himself.
Jack raises an eyebrow "not like you to ask but I suppose so." He said with a chuckle. He hands the book to Phoenix and points at a page with a sketch of a newly hatched green dragon wyrmling on it. "I need its blood, scales, and teeth to use for a spell of mine" he explained.
Lore walks up to him and places a hand on his forehead. Her icy silver eyes seem to glint in the dim light as she searches over Theren to find out what was wrong with him.
"So can I kill it?"
It is some sort of slow acting poison. Theren gently grabs her hand and smiles. "I'll be fine Lore." He looks around the cave with a sigh. "What are you doing down here anyways?"
"There's that blunt desensitized murderer." He mutters under his breath before smiling again "Sure."
"I have to harvest some crystal growths that are all the way down there but we ran into some sort of beast blocking it." She said and places a hand on his shoulder casting Protection from Poison on him.
"Perfect." Phoenix unslings a huge sniper from his back and loads it.
The spell seems to be rejected from his body. Theren nods and whistles loudly. A flaming red door opens next to him and two hellhounds leap out. Theren points down the hall and the hounds start to stalk that way.
Jack stands up and loads his own pistol and checks everything before walking down the clearing into the woods.
Lore seems to be more worried about Theren at the moment then what is at the end of this tunnel.
Phoenix follows, eyeing the trees.
Theren focuses on his hellhounds and what they might be seeing.
Jack pulls out a woven yew wand with a triangular cut diamond sitting between the two branches. He raises it in the air and quietly listens. Suddenly he opens his eyes and chuckles "this way" he said and jumps over a log and into the woods.
Lore raises and hand and narrows her eyes at Theren. She casts Detect magic on him.
Phoenix follows.
There is a source coming from him. Theren starts to walk down the hallway, flames starting to rise up his arm.
Jack stops at a cavern that go straight downwards into the ground. A vicious growl is heard from in it.
Lore walks up to Theren and places a hand on his shoulder. Suddenly they are both in the center of a grassy field. Lore folds her arms "Why are you sick?"
Phoenix shoulders the sniper and pulls out a silenced pistol. He leans against the cavern wall and pulls out a small hand grenade. "Flashbang."
The flames on Therens arm disappears. "I dunno. I woke up feeling like garbage and feeling very cold...."
Jack nods, mentally taking notes on how Phoenix acts.
"you have poison coursing through your system" she said and looked at him, concerned.
Phoenix tosses the flashbang down the hole. *Make a con save for the dragon* He then lowers the NODs on his helmet. The sniper on his back is now an assult rifle. Phoenix then holsters his pistol and takes his rifle into his hands.
"I do?" Theren looks confused.
*Con save for Dragon Wyrmling.*: 16
Jack narrows his eyes, shaking off the blinding light he saw for a flash of a second. The dragon is equally is not more blinded from the light as it roars and tries to run out.
She nods "and my magic is being deflected by it... i dont know what it is.."
*Fail!*
Phoenix fires off some rounds. Attack: 24 Damage: 43
Therens eyes grow with worry as he covers his mouth and lets out a loud cough. "Bloody hells...."
It screams as its wings become tatters and shredded by bullets. Its loosing much blood and it can barely stay mobile at this moment. Jack puts a hand on Phoenix shoulder and walks towards the dragon who is breathing its last breath before dying in a pool of lime-green blood. Jack kneels down, pulling out a small dagger, and harvesting the scaly hide of it. He examines it for a moment, holding a single scale up to the light and smiling. He takes off his jacket and sets it on a tree branch before he stares removing the rest of what he needs.
" i need you to lay down" she said and smiled "Im going to try to remove the poison from you".
Phoenix lowers the rifle and stands guard, his mask covering all emotion.
Theren nods and lays down on the grass, shivering slightly.
Jack has effectively harvested a green wyrmling's hide, 34 teeth and some bones, and enough vials of green dragons blood to cover 20 daggers or swords. His clothing and skin are also effectively dampened by the blood, stained lime-green around his pants, sleeves, arms, and legs. He stands up from his work and stretches "You didn't have to stay here" he says over his shoulder at Phoenix.
Lore closes her eyes and holds both her hands over Theren's forehead. She casts Lesser restoration on him first, noting what she see's changes in.
"I always will stay."
Nothing changes.
Jack raises an eyebrow "what do you mean by that?" he askes and takes off his shirt, underneath is a black tank-top. He sighs "Well that shirt is ruined" he said and snapped his fingers. A fresh, black, button-up dress shirt appears and he puts it on, grabbing his coat from the tree branch and puts it on. His chestnut brown eyes focused on the eyeholes in Phoenix's mask as he approaches him.
Lore grumbles to herself "Do you remember eating o drinking anything that tasted like what i should not be?" she asked and casts greater restoration.
Phoenix shrugs. "You tell me Jack."
Theren shakes his head no. Therens skin lightens a bit when she casts the spell.
Jack chuckles a bit, tilting his head. "Im afraid i can't" he said and half-smiled "Thats why im asking"
She beams a little "That spell seemed to work a bit" she said.
Theren is downstairs wrapped in multiple blankets. He is pale and trembling.
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, enjoying the weather.
Alric is grumping.
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
Phoenix walks up to Jack. "Whats up?"
There is a popping noise as Theren appears. He blinks wearily, his eyes adjusting. "Mornin Lore."
Jack looks up and smiles "Hunting beasts... Why?" He asked and tilts his head.
Lore jumps a bit, almost yelping. She looks over at him and whispers "Hey.. You ok? And good morning.."
"Mind if I help?" Phoenix asks while crouching down near him.
Theren looks around the cave, coughing slightly. "Been better." He mumbles, wrapping his cloak closer around himself.
Jack raises an eyebrow "not like you to ask but I suppose so." He said with a chuckle. He hands the book to Phoenix and points at a page with a sketch of a newly hatched green dragon wyrmling on it. "I need its blood, scales, and teeth to use for a spell of mine" he explained.
Lore walks up to him and places a hand on his forehead. Her icy silver eyes seem to glint in the dim light as she searches over Theren to find out what was wrong with him.
"So can I kill it?"
It is some sort of slow acting poison. Theren gently grabs her hand and smiles. "I'll be fine Lore." He looks around the cave with a sigh. "What are you doing down here anyways?"
"There's that blunt desensitized murderer." He mutters under his breath before smiling again "Sure."
"I have to harvest some crystal growths that are all the way down there but we ran into some sort of beast blocking it." She said and places a hand on his shoulder casting Protection from Poison on him.
"Perfect." Phoenix unslings a huge sniper from his back and loads it.
The spell seems to be rejected from his body. Theren nods and whistles loudly. A flaming red door opens next to him and two hellhounds leap out. Theren points down the hall and the hounds start to stalk that way.
Jack stands up and loads his own pistol and checks everything before walking down the clearing into the woods.
Lore seems to be more worried about Theren at the moment then what is at the end of this tunnel.
Phoenix follows, eyeing the trees.
Theren focuses on his hellhounds and what they might be seeing.
Jack pulls out a woven yew wand with a triangular cut diamond sitting between the two branches. He raises it in the air and quietly listens. Suddenly he opens his eyes and chuckles "this way" he said and jumps over a log and into the woods.
Lore raises and hand and narrows her eyes at Theren. She casts Detect magic on him.
Phoenix follows.
There is a source coming from him. Theren starts to walk down the hallway, flames starting to rise up his arm.
Jack stops at a cavern that go straight downwards into the ground. A vicious growl is heard from in it.
Lore walks up to Theren and places a hand on his shoulder. Suddenly they are both in the center of a grassy field. Lore folds her arms "Why are you sick?"
Phoenix shoulders the sniper and pulls out a silenced pistol. He leans against the cavern wall and pulls out a small hand grenade. "Flashbang."
The flames on Therens arm disappears. "I dunno. I woke up feeling like garbage and feeling very cold...."
Jack nods, mentally taking notes on how Phoenix acts.
"you have poison coursing through your system" she said and looked at him, concerned.
Phoenix tosses the flashbang down the hole. *Make a con save for the dragon* He then lowers the NODs on his helmet. The sniper on his back is now an assult rifle. Phoenix then holsters his pistol and takes his rifle into his hands.
"I do?" Theren looks confused.
*Con save for Dragon Wyrmling.*: 16
Jack narrows his eyes, shaking off the blinding light he saw for a flash of a second. The dragon is equally is not more blinded from the light as it roars and tries to run out.
She nods "and my magic is being deflected by it... i dont know what it is.."
*Fail!*
Phoenix fires off some rounds. Attack: 24 Damage: 43
Therens eyes grow with worry as he covers his mouth and lets out a loud cough. "Bloody hells...."
It screams as its wings become tatters and shredded by bullets. Its loosing much blood and it can barely stay mobile at this moment. Jack puts a hand on Phoenix shoulder and walks towards the dragon who is breathing its last breath before dying in a pool of lime-green blood. Jack kneels down, pulling out a small dagger, and harvesting the scaly hide of it. He examines it for a moment, holding a single scale up to the light and smiling. He takes off his jacket and sets it on a tree branch before he stares removing the rest of what he needs.
" i need you to lay down" she said and smiled "Im going to try to remove the poison from you".
Phoenix lowers the rifle and stands guard, his mask covering all emotion.
Theren nods and lays down on the grass, shivering slightly.
Jack has effectively harvested a green wyrmling's hide, 34 teeth and some bones, and enough vials of green dragons blood to cover 20 daggers or swords. His clothing and skin are also effectively dampened by the blood, stained lime-green around his pants, sleeves, arms, and legs. He stands up from his work and stretches "You didn't have to stay here" he says over his shoulder at Phoenix.
Lore closes her eyes and holds both her hands over Theren's forehead. She casts Lesser restoration on him first, noting what she see's changes in.
"I always will stay."
Nothing changes.
Jack raises an eyebrow "what do you mean by that?" he askes and takes off his shirt, underneath is a black tank-top. He sighs "Well that shirt is ruined" he said and snapped his fingers. A fresh, black, button-up dress shirt appears and he puts it on, grabbing his coat from the tree branch and puts it on. His chestnut brown eyes focused on the eyeholes in Phoenix's mask as he approaches him.
Lore grumbles to herself "Do you remember eating o drinking anything that tasted like what i should not be?" she asked and casts greater restoration.
Phoenix shrugs. "You tell me Jack."
Theren shakes his head no. Therens skin lightens a bit when she casts the spell.
Jack chuckles a bit, tilting his head. "Im afraid i can't" he said and half-smiled "Thats why im asking"
She beams a little "That spell seemed to work a bit" she said.
Phoenix's blue eyes stare at Jack through the mask. "I thought I was being pretty direct Jack. I'm not going anywhere."
Theren is downstairs wrapped in multiple blankets. He is pale and trembling.
Phoenix is cleaning his guns, enjoying the weather.
Alric is grumping.
The Brand stood outside. He was taking careful aim with his revolver so his shot would sink into the straw stuffed dummy standing against a tree about 100 yards from him. He was humming some sort of tune to himself while taking aim.
He was dressed in a black tank-top, simple brown slacks with a pale brown leather belt, simple boots, and his mask over his face. His array of guns floated beside him, invisibly held up by some sort of force.
A shot rang through the forest as he hit the dummy with stunning accuracy. He grinned to himself, proud with his perfect shot. He looks at the wanted poster in his pocket, committing the two, Avery and Timber’s, picture to mind so he could hunt them.
――――――――
Jack was outside. He was in the center of a clearing in the middle of a ring of trees. He wore a soft, grey turtle-neck sweater, black slacks with a belt that held his sheathed dagger, a pair of brown leather boots, and black gloves over his hands. A sack was slung around his shoulder, it was made from pitch black leather that was shined with oils. A curious item that was also strapped to his belt was a mithral plated pistol, it shined in the morning light.
Floating to Jack’s right was a journal labeled “Beasts of a Curious Nature” in silver writing printed on its leather cover, and a thermos. He took the thermos from the air and unscrewed it. Inside was steaming tea that he poured into a cup and drank it.
He was planning on hunting a few beasts today to harvest their magic and physical properties to use in spells.
―――――――――
Lore was deep under the earth. She was exploring a cave in the center of the forest and quite far beneath the earthen soil. Two of her dogs accompanied her, Elmo and Nicky. Their glowing blue eyes gave her some sort of comfort while exploring.
Clusters of green glowing mushrooms dotted the walls, ceiling, and floor. They pierced the darkness but gave off shadows that made Lore shiver a bit from fright. She heard water dripping from the ceiling on to the ground in puddles. The damp air stuck to her skin.
She gently placed her hand on the side of the cave wall, feeling the rough damp stone beneath her skin. She swore she could hear breathing right in her ear but when she looked around, no one was there.
Deeper within the cave, a growl pierced the stagnant air. Her dogs growled back in response to the threat made by the unseen beast ahead.
Phoenix walks up to Jack. "Whats up?"
There is a popping noise as Theren appears. He blinks wearily, his eyes adjusting. "Mornin Lore."
Jack looks up and smiles "Hunting beasts... Why?" He asked and tilts his head.
Lore jumps a bit, almost yelping. She looks over at him and whispers "Hey.. You ok? And good morning.."
"Mind if I help?" Phoenix asks while crouching down near him.
Theren looks around the cave, coughing slightly. "Been better." He mumbles, wrapping his cloak closer around himself.
Jack raises an eyebrow "not like you to ask but I suppose so." He said with a chuckle. He hands the book to Phoenix and points at a page with a sketch of a newly hatched green dragon wyrmling on it. "I need its blood, scales, and teeth to use for a spell of mine" he explained.
Lore walks up to him and places a hand on his forehead. Her icy silver eyes seem to glint in the dim light as she searches over Theren to find out what was wrong with him.
"So can I kill it?"
It is some sort of slow acting poison. Theren gently grabs her hand and smiles. "I'll be fine Lore." He looks around the cave with a sigh. "What are you doing down here anyways?"
"There's that blunt desensitized murderer." He mutters under his breath before smiling again "Sure."
"I have to harvest some crystal growths that are all the way down there but we ran into some sort of beast blocking it." She said and places a hand on his shoulder casting Protection from Poison on him.
"Perfect." Phoenix unslings a huge sniper from his back and loads it.
The spell seems to be rejected from his body. Theren nods and whistles loudly. A flaming red door opens next to him and two hellhounds leap out. Theren points down the hall and the hounds start to stalk that way.
Jack stands up and loads his own pistol and checks everything before walking down the clearing into the woods.
Lore seems to be more worried about Theren at the moment then what is at the end of this tunnel.
Phoenix follows, eyeing the trees.
Theren focuses on his hellhounds and what they might be seeing.
Jack pulls out a woven yew wand with a triangular cut diamond sitting between the two branches. He raises it in the air and quietly listens. Suddenly he opens his eyes and chuckles "this way" he said and jumps over a log and into the woods.
Lore raises and hand and narrows her eyes at Theren. She casts Detect magic on him.
Phoenix follows.
There is a source coming from him. Theren starts to walk down the hallway, flames starting to rise up his arm.
Jack stops at a cavern that go straight downwards into the ground. A vicious growl is heard from in it.
Lore walks up to Theren and places a hand on his shoulder. Suddenly they are both in the center of a grassy field. Lore folds her arms "Why are you sick?"
Phoenix shoulders the sniper and pulls out a silenced pistol. He leans against the cavern wall and pulls out a small hand grenade. "Flashbang."
The flames on Therens arm disappears. "I dunno. I woke up feeling like garbage and feeling very cold...."
Jack nods, mentally taking notes on how Phoenix acts.
"you have poison coursing through your system" she said and looked at him, concerned.
Phoenix tosses the flashbang down the hole. *Make a con save for the dragon* He then lowers the NODs on his helmet. The sniper on his back is now an assult rifle. Phoenix then holsters his pistol and takes his rifle into his hands.
"I do?" Theren looks confused.
*Con save for Dragon Wyrmling.*: 16
Jack narrows his eyes, shaking off the blinding light he saw for a flash of a second. The dragon is equally is not more blinded from the light as it roars and tries to run out.
She nods "and my magic is being deflected by it... i dont know what it is.."
*Fail!*
Phoenix fires off some rounds. Attack: 24 Damage: 43
Therens eyes grow with worry as he covers his mouth and lets out a loud cough. "Bloody hells...."
It screams as its wings become tatters and shredded by bullets. Its loosing much blood and it can barely stay mobile at this moment. Jack puts a hand on Phoenix shoulder and walks towards the dragon who is breathing its last breath before dying in a pool of lime-green blood. Jack kneels down, pulling out a small dagger, and harvesting the scaly hide of it. He examines it for a moment, holding a single scale up to the light and smiling. He takes off his jacket and sets it on a tree branch before he stares removing the rest of what he needs.
" i need you to lay down" she said and smiled "Im going to try to remove the poison from you".
Phoenix lowers the rifle and stands guard, his mask covering all emotion.
Theren nods and lays down on the grass, shivering slightly.
Jack has effectively harvested a green wyrmling's hide, 34 teeth and some bones, and enough vials of green dragons blood to cover 20 daggers or swords. His clothing and skin are also effectively dampened by the blood, stained lime-green around his pants, sleeves, arms, and legs. He stands up from his work and stretches "You didn't have to stay here" he says over his shoulder at Phoenix.
Lore closes her eyes and holds both her hands over Theren's forehead. She casts Lesser restoration on him first, noting what she see's changes in.
"I always will stay."
Nothing changes.
Jack raises an eyebrow "what do you mean by that?" he askes and takes off his shirt, underneath is a black tank-top. He sighs "Well that shirt is ruined" he said and snapped his fingers. A fresh, black, button-up dress shirt appears and he puts it on, grabbing his coat from the tree branch and puts it on. His chestnut brown eyes focused on the eyeholes in Phoenix's mask as he approaches him.
Lore grumbles to herself "Do you remember eating o drinking anything that tasted like what i should not be?" she asked and casts greater restoration.
Phoenix shrugs. "You tell me Jack."
Theren shakes his head no. Therens skin lightens a bit when she casts the spell.
Jack chuckles a bit, tilting his head. "Im afraid i can't" he said and half-smiled "Thats why im asking"
She beams a little "That spell seemed to work a bit" she said.
Phoenix's blue eyes stare at Jack through the mask. "I thought I was being pretty direct Jack. I'm not going anywhere."
Theren nods. "It's really cold...."
Jack tilts his head again to the side "Why?"
"Im trying Theren... Im trying.." she said and casted it again.
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𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
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Jack stands up and loads his own pistol and checks everything before walking down the clearing into the woods.
Lore seems to be more worried about Theren at the moment then what is at the end of this tunnel.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Phoenix follows, eyeing the trees.
Theren focuses on his hellhounds and what they might be seeing.
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He winces as his chest cuts open a sliver, spilling red blood on the grass. He chuckles and stretches as suddenly the wound closes itself up. "sorry mate, can't do that."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Jack pulls out a woven yew wand with a triangular cut diamond sitting between the two branches. He raises it in the air and quietly listens. Suddenly he opens his eyes and chuckles "this way" he said and jumps over a log and into the woods.
Lore raises and hand and narrows her eyes at Theren. She casts Detect magic on him.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Phoenix follows.
There is a source coming from him. Theren starts to walk down the hallway, flames starting to rise up his arm.
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Jack stops at a cavern that go straight downwards into the ground. A vicious growl is heard from in it.
Lore walks up to Theren and places a hand on his shoulder. Suddenly they are both in the center of a grassy field. Lore folds her arms "Why are you sick?"
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Phoenix shoulders the sniper and pulls out a silenced pistol. He leans against the cavern wall and pulls out a small hand grenade. "Flashbang."
The flames on Therens arm disappears. "I dunno. I woke up feeling like garbage and feeling very cold...."
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Jack nods, mentally taking notes on how Phoenix acts.
"you have poison coursing through your system" she said and looked at him, concerned.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Phoenix tosses the flashbang down the hole. *Make a con save for the dragon* He then lowers the NODs on his helmet. The sniper on his back is now an assult rifle. Phoenix then holsters his pistol and takes his rifle into his hands.
"I do?" Theren looks confused.
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*Con save for Dragon Wyrmling.*: 4
Jack narrows his eyes, shaking off the blinding light he saw for a flash of a second. The dragon is equally is not more blinded from the light as it roars and tries to run out.
She nods "and my magic is being deflected by it... i dont know what it is.."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Fail!*
Phoenix fires off some rounds. Attack: 23 Damage: 34
Therens eyes grow with worry as he covers his mouth and lets out a loud cough. "Bloody hells...."
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It screams as its wings become tatters and shredded by bullets. Its loosing much blood and it can barely stay mobile at this moment. Jack puts a hand on Phoenix shoulder and walks towards the dragon who is breathing its last breath before dying in a pool of lime-green blood. Jack kneels down, pulling out a small dagger, and harvesting the scaly hide of it. He examines it for a moment, holding a single scale up to the light and smiling. He takes off his jacket and sets it on a tree branch before he stares removing the rest of what he needs.
" i need you to lay down" she said and smiled "Im going to try to remove the poison from you".
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Phoenix lowers the rifle and stands guard, his mask covering all emotion.
Theren nods and lays down on the grass, shivering slightly.
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Jack has effectively harvested a green wyrmling's hide, 34 teeth and some bones, and enough vials of green dragons blood to cover 20 daggers or swords. His clothing and skin are also effectively dampened by the blood, stained lime-green around his pants, sleeves, arms, and legs. He stands up from his work and stretches "You didn't have to stay here" he says over his shoulder at Phoenix.
Lore closes her eyes and holds both her hands over Theren's forehead. She casts Lesser restoration on him first, noting what she see's changes in.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"I always will stay."
Nothing changes.
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Jack raises an eyebrow "what do you mean by that?" he askes and takes off his shirt, underneath is a black tank-top. He sighs "Well that shirt is ruined" he said and snapped his fingers. A fresh, black, button-up dress shirt appears and he puts it on, grabbing his coat from the tree branch and puts it on. His chestnut brown eyes focused on the eyeholes in Phoenix's mask as he approaches him.
Lore grumbles to herself "Do you remember eating o drinking anything that tasted like what i should not be?" she asked and casts greater restoration.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Phoenix shrugs. "You tell me Jack."
Theren shakes his head no. Therens skin lightens a bit when she casts the spell.
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Jack chuckles a bit, tilting his head. "Im afraid i can't" he said and half-smiled "Thats why im asking"
She beams a little "That spell seemed to work a bit" she said.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Phoenix's blue eyes stare at Jack through the mask. "I thought I was being pretty direct Jack. I'm not going anywhere."
Theren nods. "It's really cold...."
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Jack tilts his head again to the side "Why?"
"Im trying Theren... Im trying.." she said and casted it again.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘