BytheSpleen

Legendary

@Claw2k11

Iosef smirks, and shakes his head.

"I'm not one of yours. My chieftain already exiled me, so I go wherever I can make some coin. Would it be a disservice if my horse and I could tag along for a little?"

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

@Lennon79

Dear god, I almost forgot about this.

I'll be super busy in the next few days, but I'll try as hard as I can to keep up; I didn't really respond because I wasn't terribly interested in the filler posts that was only a "Yes, sir!" / follow-the-one-guy-and-monologue-more sort of thing, but now we're getting into fire-teams...huh.

Legendary

@Claw2k11

Iosef withdraws the blade, and gets on to riding the horse that wasn't terribly farther away. He's quite a bit wealthier, but he had burned a few precious minutes; fleeing to the next settlement would be a priority for him now.

Legendary

@Claw2k11

Iosef stops, and holds his blade's edge into the murloc's neck, though not too deep so as to kill him. He holds out his hand for the man to toss or put the money in.

Legendary

@Claw2k11

His stomp wasn't meant to kill; just rattle the guy.

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@Claw2k11

Posted, FYI.

Stories from Idumea: Children of Avveel

@taistelusopuli

Death beams it was then.

Lyra's brows furrowed as she hunch forward, and began to chant the old cantrip to attune herself to her energy reserves. Though it was a beginner's spell, she had never (as far as she remembered using magic) ever had been able to cast any more complicated spells without first casting it. As her gums flapped and lips pressed and compressed, she began to feel the same numbness as she had felt five years ago, and all so many times before.

Death was a deep sleep, and such lethargy was in her blood.

And there, deep in her subconsciousness, was the urge, the impulse to propagate it in plenty. Her left palm aimed at the mountain lion, and from it an inky black projectile snaked its way out like a writhing beast, eager to consume its prey.

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@Claw2k11

Iosef grins, and slashes at the young man to drive him back. He then stomps on the murloc's head a few times, before fumbling with the helmet.

Legendary

@Claw2k11

I think an editing would be easier as opposed to rolling with something I hadn't intended at all to do.

Legendary

I was targeting the murloc. Why would the young man be tripping and trying to avoid my blows?