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Do we have to list weapons that aren't our signature weapon? Or is it just implied we carry some form of side weapon, and it's left a mystery?
I am also interested.
Absence. Myself. Apologies.

Will return.

Love, Alice.

End Message.
~Reef Grotto: Kobold Challenge~

Having expected two worthy opponents for her newly formed Evil Skeleton, Em was surprised and just a little bit exasperated when it turned out the enemies were nothing of the sort. They weren't even that much taller than her. Taking a few steps back so that she had more room to maneuver, Em watches the sword-bearing Kobold with a look of distinctive distaste, wondering how he was planning on challenging her.

If it was planning, at all. Could Kobolds even do that? She'd forgotten.

Meanwhile, her Skeleton was under attack, but it was by no means in any sort of danger. The instant the Kobolds showed themselves, and one approached it, only one thought would go through the skeletons mind. Its mistress's instructions. It knew what it had to do, faced with enemies trying to stop it from accomplishing its oaths.

KILL.

The Evil Skeleton charges with shocking speed, dancing past the club-wielding Kobold's effective range and turning the fight into a purely melee struggle. It registered the existence of makeshift armour, but discarded the fact as redundant. Armour was made to protect against many things. The sharp fingerbones of a Skeleton was not one of them. Hands lunging out, the Skeleton plunges its fingers into the place where it would find the Kobold's eyes, intent on blinding it.

Following up instantly and with an almost mechanical flow, the Skeleton pulls its right hand back and seeks a weak point in the Kobold's stomach, where it would then thrust its hand to attempt to tear into the monster's flesh. Its skeleton teeth chatter dangerously, and with a second sudden lunge, the Skeleton thrusts its head forwards and attempts to bite into the Kobold's neck, if it was uncovered. Otherwise, it just frustratingly clacks its teeth, waiting for an opening to deliver the killing blow.

It begins.

I'll be posting tomorrow probably maybe. Don't have time this evening.
*Grumbles*

Stupid GM... stupid ambush... making me use my bones for a skeleton... not even using the crabs for anything...

I hope you're happy.
~Reef Grotto: Evil Skeleton~

"They're coming."

A simple word in Em's ear, whispered from the place beside her head where the darkness of the cave seemed somehow darker, and the young Necromancer's entire body stiffens. There is no formal preparation, no hesitation in her action in the slightest. She just did what she does best.

Her staff rises from her pack, hovering in front of her and letting out a terrible, black glow that began to illuminate the cave. Dark energies swirled around her, caressing her body like thick, viscous smog. The distinctive sound of bones rattling against each other fills the cave, echoing through it queerly, sending chills down the spine of anything living. From her secondary pack, a perfectly intact set of bones rises and assembles behind her, bones swirling in a violent and terrible dance of undeath.

There was no communication between her and the spirit nestled on her shoulder. They acted as one. They both knew the spell off their black little hearts, and were wishing with the full might of their being for this miracle against nature to come true.

There, in the blackness that was their element, the two Necromancers cry- "Rise, Servant of Unlight, rise from the depths of unrest. Bring terror to the living in our Dark names. Come forth... <Evil Skeleton>!" Just like that, the bones that were once separated become whole, forming among the most unwholesome and terrible servants of the damnable Dark Arts. It was more than an ordinary skeleton. Formed where it was strongest, and empowered by the darkness in its bones, this was a being a level above a Skeleton.

It was, truly, an Evil Skeleton.

Like a furious animal trapped in a cage, unable to do anything, the Skeleton glares horrible at the master who had brought it to life. It knew, instinctively, that this thing was its Master. That didn't mean it had to like it. It stands, motionless, awaiting the stimulus that would set it free. Biding its time.

"There is no time for formalities, oh darkest servant of mine. Protect your mistress. Promptly direct your fury towards her enemies, and you may still be put to rest. This is our contract."

The skeleton says nothing. It's a skeleton.
~Reef Grotto: Canine Clash~

Em nods in response to the presence of a ghost, knowing instinctively that it's one holding onto a bunch of useful information. This was something you got used to, delving into dark caves and looking around for ghosts. They tended to know stuff.

A pack of ferocious dog-creatures attacked, but frankly, that was of little concern to Em. She had a ghost to find. So, she takes the appropriate route for any spellcaster and walks vaguely towards the enemies, headed further into the cave and in the general direction of where Nazr would inevitable appear. At the same time, she focuses her own aura of shadows, causing it to emanate from her body in powerful waves.

With the wealth of easier targets, and the figure walking confidently towards them radiating pure fear, it was only logical that the piranha hounds would choose to attack the now party that was now lessened by two members. It might be, in their minds, a lucky find. It wasn't usual for two of the invading enemies to just walk away, especially the scariest one in the group.

"Oh, hi." She casually greets Nazr as he appears and begins to harness the powers of some dark grimoire. Eager as she is to see his sorcery at work, she has a ghost to find. She says as much to him, with an impressed whistle and a quick excuse of "Sorry, there's a ghost. I'm going to go catch it."

And with that, she walks past the attack entirely and proceeds further on into the cave, radiating fear the entire time. Hopefully, any enemies weaker than herself would buzz off without any issue. Or maybe she would accidentally scare away all of the bats, and rain hell down upon the party. Or get ganged up on.

Only good things could come of this.

It was fortunate that somebody was willing to carry her to their destination, otherwise Em might have had to stay back and play hopscotch for the rest of the adventure. And that was not a good way to hone one's necromantic talents. Once they got out of the hot sun and the bustle of the city streets, she made a swift recovery and was soon able enough to walk on her own.

She doesn't say anything, but the "Thanks for the ride" is heavily implied. When they reach the entrance to Reef Grotto, she disappears briefly behind a nearby tree, now showing back up until after they have already entered the cave.

~Reef Grotto~

"Oh, I'm a Necromancer." Em nonchalantly announces, walking back up from behind the group in drastically different clothes.

Where before she was dressed like an ordinary traveler, albeit a bit of a mysterious one, now she wore her obsession clear on her sleeves. A cloak and hat, midnight black, as well as several skull-like charms decorated her figure. Her staff was strapped to the side of her backpack, easy to grab in a pinch, but otherwise she seemed to be completely unarmed.

Confident, but dismissive of the other's attempts to examine their surroundings, Em doesn't hesitate in the slightest to take a few steps forward, placing her hand to the ground and quickly searching for any traces of human or animal remains. She didn't trust her luck, especially with the area being known to house a hound of sorts.

Dogs were the enemy of any budding Necromancer.

At the same time, she opens her mind and attempts to tap into the spiritual world. No matter where you went, you would find ghosts in varying quantities and ages, the trouble was finding the exact frequency on which to find them.

For the time being, Em would try and see if there were any recently deceased lingering in the area. Anywhere where there were Monsters, it always seemed to be easy to find spirits, restless from having went unburied and with business yet unfinished in the mortal world. She would attempt to take advantage of this, and draw some of them out for the purpose of information.

She would rely on DD for defending her against unwanted intrusion. He was always good at that.
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