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Edited by Sylver:
12/15/2019 2:22:03 AM
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Post looked a little empty, so I’ll join!
[i]Today Sylver’s cloak bore a weathered ‘Journey’s End’ type look. It was faded, stretched and torn. In place of the blades he usually summoned, he had two narrow swords across his back. Casting away his emptied mug of hot chocolate, he drew the two blades. The silver, once gleaming and polished, was now chipped and dull. They would serve their purpose all the same.[/i]
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*Robo enters 11711 and the keypad flashes green and the vault door opens. The manager is seen sitting inside terrified by the door opening and starts throwing gold bars at the entrance.*
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[i]He got one of the gold bars, converted it into a horse, and tossed it back with a whispered,[/i] ”[i]Magic.[/i] No, but seriously, I’m not gonna kill you.”
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“Adam Ager?" *You notice Tilman right behind you, and the manager stops throwing gold* manager: "yes?" Til: "Your boss is outside." *The manager steps outside and you here his boss yell:* “You’re fired!” “What?" "Not only did you let these people in the vault, you had the password written on a piece of paper!” *Tilman talks over the two.* “Now might be our chance to get through.” *Scintillate teleports in front of Tilman and punches him in the face through the wall* “Stay away, Tilman!” *Scintillate teleports away.*
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Edited by Sylver: 12/15/2019 6:26:28 PM[i]Sylver hopped back at Scintillate’s sudden appearance.[/i] “So,” [i]he said, gesturing at Tilman,[/i] “I’m guessing he doesn’t want you crashing the party.”
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*Tilman is unconscious after flying through the wall*
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“Oh. Yikes.” [i]Sylver lacked any major healing abilities, so he gave Tilman a shot of so energy and a ‘Get Well Soon’ card and continued on. Hopefully the unconscious body would be safe in the vault.[/i]
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*Watson is standing at a second vault door, checking to see who followed before he opens it.*
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[i]He caught up and held his blades at the ready. There was a solid chance something dangerous was on the other side of that door.[/i]
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*He is in another room with more teller booths. He sees the Grolab army outside of the building.*
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[i]He first scouted a path through the army. His best bet would be to get through before they could close in on him. With that in mind, he advanced.[/i]
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*There is no way he can get out the door even without being seen. Grolabs don’t exactly blend in with other races, or vice versa.*[spoiler]interview for the hammer will come soon.[/spoiler]
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[i]He took a look around, searching for another way through.[/i] [spoiler]Got it.[/spoiler]
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*It seems the only way is to be seen.*
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[i]He took a deep breath, adjusted his grip on the swords, and charged forth into the army.[/i]
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*The Grolabs all look at you as a group of two both with spears come to fight you. One tries to stab you from your right side.*
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Edited by Sylver: 12/16/2019 2:38:26 AM[spoiler]For the time being I’m going to assume these dudes are pretty squishy.[/spoiler] [i]He flicked out the sword, cutting the tip off the spear, before kicking out with his foot, bluntly hitting the shaft long-ways and launching it into the enemy’s chin.[/i]
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[spoiler]they are. A little above human resilience, but most don’t have armor, if they do it is bark and wood[/spoiler] *He stumbles back as his ally tries to stab Sylver’s head*
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Edited by Sylver: 12/16/2019 2:46:39 AM[i]Sylver smoothly lowered into a crouch and cut the spear clean in half above him. He spun as he stood, lashing out with his sword to cut the opponent’s throat. Turning to the other, who was still reeling from the blow of the spear shaft, he ran up, feinted right, then spun and planted his sword reverse-gripped into his back.[/i]
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[spoiler]all weapons present for the Grolab army are atom unless otherwise stated.[/spoiler] *You are shot at by two archers, they have friends with daggers, clubs, and spears nearby to protect them if you approach*
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[i]Caught off guard, he cut one arrow out of the air but had to maneuver to let the other graze his shoulder. Taking the whole group would be difficult— he’d better try to circumnavigate them. Sylver kept his swords high to deflect incoming arrows and ran forward.[/i]
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*He deflects several arrows, but one goes low toward his leg.*
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[i]Off balance, he pivoted and let it catch him in the back. If he was crippled now, he stood no chance of escape.[/i]
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*He has a small limp simply from the pain, but nothing serious was hit. But a soldier with a spear is running toward him to drive the spear through.*
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[i]Being impaled was a definite no-no. He stood tensely, waiting until the last moment, and shot to the side just before the spearman reached him, holding out one sword and letting the soldier’s momentum do the rest.[/i]
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*The spearman gets cut and falls on the spear, knocking off the head. He know has a long stick. He is alive, but in immense pain. Another volley of arrows fly at Sylver.*
