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Remember that one time when the Demon's Souls servers were still up?
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Remember that one time when Scaramouche got killed off right after he did that amazing dance and it was the biggest tragedy in the entire series?
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Remember that one time when you could look at who's been checking out your profile and attention whores like me could be giddy that random people that I may or may not know are paying attention to me?
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Remember that if you ever feel like you're terrible at naming things, just know that my friends dragged me into playing a dark and serious MMO where a boss was named "Deathkill."
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I'll try and do a Falke post tomorrow, partially because it's late and partially because idunno who wants to get a post in there first.
Tour de Rouge, Fields

The man’s smirk faded for a moment as he watched Tirnea smack at the ground, an inquisitive look going through his eyes before he refocused his gaze on Serena and Veronica. The air was dead with silence as he waited for a response. He retrieved a golden pocket watch and stared at it for a few seconds before putting it away. The two women hadn’t moved an inch, still waiting for him to make a move, though an impatient wind began to pick up until he continued to speak.

“Not much for conversation,” he said to Veronica with mock sadness. “I was at least hoping that your masked friend had something to say. We’re practically old friends, you know. I still remember how she froze up when she saw Aegea’s life fade from her eye. She admittedly wasn’t doing her job very well, but it’s not like I could bring myself to defend such a poor excuse for a-” Serena failed to restrain her student as Veronica charged forwards.

“I don’t know who you are,” the knightess shouted, “But you will NOT speak against her!” she leaped forwards, hammer held aloft as she began to swing it down towards the man. He twisted to the side, the hammer sailing past his cape as it collided with the cart, breaking straight through the wooden planks where he was standing moments before and sending cracks throughout the rest of the frame. He wagged a finger at her as he stepped upon the hammer, his boots resting comfortably on the bladed edge of the weapon.

“Now look what you’ve done,” he said cheekily. “You broke your little wagon. How are you ever going to pursue those assassins you’re after now, hmm?” He walked slowly and calmly down the hammer’s shaft towards Veronica, who had paused despite her seething rage as she looked upon the man’s face. He was one of them, was what she wanted to tell him, but she held her tongue as she tried to control her breathing, settling for letting the raging fire in her eyes speak for her.

“The name’s Ashley,” he said dismissively as he looked down at the woman. “In case you were still wondering. Of course, it used to be Lord Ashley Bonne, but that whole Choir business managed to put a damper on that.” He rested a heel on Veronica’s helmet to accentuate his point. She pulled at Maugris, and he made his move, shifting his weight so that the hammer flew up into the air as he pushed off of Veronica’s helmet and followed it upwards, sending her stumbling back. Ashley smirked as he caught the hammer and twirled it for a moment before bringing it down towards its owner with a single hand, his parasol still gripped tightly in the other. Serena took the moment to strike, leaping forwards and kicking him aside right before he could hit her student. He dropped the hammer as he flew aside and landed gracefully next to Tirnea, giving her a wave and a pleasant smile. Serena's gaze shifted for a moment, Ashley's new position and a sudden noise turning her attention towards a shorter hooded figure resting a hand on the muzzle of one of the cart's horses. She strained her vision to get a better look before Ashley snapped his fingers impatiently, drawing the woman's gaze back to him.
@lavulman A good reason for doing what? Having those monks up that high? It's the highest point in the land and that means it's closer to their gods, that's why they live in the temple, and everywhere else in the mountains. The air is definitely really thin up there, but I was planning on that when I came up with the place.

I never intended to make the mountain that high, that's just what the current scale on our map says. It's a hand drawn map, they probably have no proper way of measuring how tall the mountain actually is XP


As long as no one gets the idea in their head that it's actually that tall. <3

I'mma get an IC post up latter, feel free to post something in the meantime, @Vox.
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Yeah well, we're not on earth. So that means maybe this planet is larger and and can support more atmosphere. Also magic. Take that :P


Oh yeah? How much larger? Enough to mess with gravity? Because that would mess with an awful lot. I could maybe buy that the monks are somehow compressing the atmosphere enough to make it breathable up there and maybe traded for info on agricultural tips/magic from Twilight Fields to grow some food up there, but I'm not accepting this mountain shit as canon until you give me a good reason why they're doing that, in which case that'd be pretty cool.

Also I beat Nightmare for the last time this morning, anyone want to bet me some lore that I can finish DMC1 before he finishes his IC post?
@rivaan I only know enough about this sort of thing to know that if you mess too much with that stuff your atmosphere ends up resembling Venus or something, so I'm not keen on messing with it for the sake of one ridiculously tall mountain.

@Drag Ehhhhhh... I'd say do what you want.
Never. I'm gonna go to bed with all of my actual logic and think about what geological and geographic implications that this giant mountain brings with it. Like god damn, there's supposed to be a temple full of monks a good ways up there, how do they breathe?
@rivaan Hogwash! I didn't design half of this fantasy setting just so it could run off of fantasy logic!
Also just because I was curious, turns out with this scale Mount Helva is about 5.5 times the height of Everest. It's one Helva climb *ba-dum-tss*


Bobert.

Bobert.

Most of that mountain would be in the fucking stratosphere.

It shouldn't be climbable at all.
Sorry to any Americans (cough, lavulman), but lets be honest the metric system is better.


Oh gee golly, us yankee yokels all fall asleep durin' all those crazy science classes and dunno how ta use them fancy Gewgle imp-erial tah meht-rick cunvertors like all you civilized folk, why'd y'all have ta go un screw me over like that?

Yeah you'd better apologize, Maple Waifu. :P
Some Choir experiments to determine what things like "souls" and "magic" really mean in this setting and what makes them tick, that would maybe require a person or two to make and/or kill a few people.


"This is creepy and I want nothing to do with this."

A product of a hollow attempt of demonic conquest that has left an entire island almost completely devastated, wiping an entire culture and ecosystem off the map and replacing it with the most dangerous things in the setting. The only apparent upside is a volatile economy kept in motion largely by opportunistic cutthroats and a few religious zealots who barely manage to keep these things held back.


"Yayyyyy!"

You have some bizarre priorities, @Rivaan, lol.
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