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Ardur The Pixie

Time to fight >>>> On Time, On Target /// day 8 // Evening / Location - J11

Direct hit. The large stone found its mark as more shots came in from his friends. The pixie looked on as a momentary flash of red light went off in another part of the cave. Before too long Rattle skull had picked up on of the lizards and began to try and crush it against the pillar. Hesitating only briefly, Ardur quickly grabbed a hand full of dirt and darted down towards the goblin boss.

Reaching his destination rather quickly, he attempted to throw the dust in his eyes after being spat on by the lizard. This was really just a fly by attempt and didn’t expect much as he flew toward the lizard. Touching her for just a moment and casting Lesser Heal II. Ardur quickly made his way back up the pillar and to one of his stashes using one of the mana crystals that was hidden.

One Mana Crystal used.
Mana Fully Restored.
0 Mana Crystals in inventory.

System:Ardur

Taking a moment to breathe and regain some of his stamina. Ardur picked up another stone before yet again attempting to drop it on the goblin below.

@Zeroth
@Old Amsterdam

Ardur's character stats

Level: 2

Health: Full
Mana: Full
Stamina: 1/2

Inventory: N/A

Clothes: N/A

Weapons: N/A

Magic/Skills: Shield I, Lesser Flight III, Minor Heal III, Physical Conditioning I, Fire Resistance I

Kills for current level: 1x Dire Rat, 1x Huge Slime,

The Faraway Land: Arcane Adventures (Closed 9/30/18)

short but sweet

The Faraway Land: Arcane Adventures (Closed 9/30/18)

Such a strange city, it was bright even during the night. Nkosi was a little irritated by how this city was put together but tried to pay little attention to it. He was used to his forest home where everyone knew each other and didn’t treat each other unfairly. At least the guard he followed was helpful.

“Try to look presentable” that was what the guard said. Nkosi had a feeling that what was considered presentable for him wasn’t for them. He didn’t fix anything. His hair was a mess with twigs and leaves, dirt covered most of the exposed parts of his skin, and he smelt like the forest. Even with this the guard only shook his head and led him to the house where the immortal stayed.

It wasn’t as flashy as he thought it would be, but he didn’t hesitate to knock and enter. The inside of the house was rather lovely and had many machines working diligently. Then he saw her, the herald of the mother, the immortal. She had already received a few other guests so Nkosi took a seat near the other girl and nodded toward Ms. Valentine.

“It is a pleasure to meet all of you. I am Nkosi Naswaru. The mother guided me here and kept my travels safe and uneventful.” He smiled at them but refused the coffee, “I prefer tea thank you.”

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

short but whatever

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

Naswaru, The Relentless

The quiet flight towards his ravenous horde of creations was interrupted. Something big punctured through the clouds nearby. It seemed that today was destined to be interesting. The large form of a three headed dragon plummeted through the clouds and towards a rather unfortunate large bird. Naswaru watched as he glided, the dragon didn’t hesitate to down and kill the unfortunate scavenger.

He didn’t waste too much time gliding over there. The beat of his wings was but barely a whisper even when he perched himself atop a broken tree overlooking his brother. The mighty three headed dragon, king of the mountains, and god of weather and storms. One to be feared if one where to get on his bad side.

The slight drizzle of rain coated Naswaru while he looked down at his kin. “If you were really that hungry you should have told me. I did make you those sky whales just for you and your mountains after all.” A toothy grin cracked from his face. Naswaru doesn’t have any vocal cords to speak of his speech is more like one way telepathy.

“If you’re looking for a meal I could use your assistance. A horde of Rognyak have grown too large and need to be hunted. 600 need to be slain but no more. Several other predators will be assisting us in this if you wish to join me and fill your belly.”

The same toothy grin persisted across the creatures face. His two large black eyes fixed on the god before him while the others continually shifted independently of the others scanning everything around them. Regardless of the others answer Naswaru unfolded his large wings and with one large push lifted himself into the air.

“It’s this way. And your dexterity is still sloppy, but better than what it was.” With a laugh the winged creature continued on his way toward the lower fields. The scent of the heard wafted high on the winds. There was something else there that he was picking up as well. Blood, the slaughter had begun. The other predators must have begun their hunt already.

@Lmpkio

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

@Lmpkio well naswaru could use a hand with the heard if your up for it.

The Faraway Land: Arcane Adventures (Closed 9/30/18)

ill have a post up tomorrow.

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

ill have a better post up later.

@A Lowly Wretch so you know I also started a creations tab for Naswaru as well. this will be mostly for things he created for a specific purpose like the rognyak.

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

Naswaru, The Relentless

A dark night for sure. The ravenous hounds snarled and barked at one another. They had just been fed, three hunters had gone after the pack. They had taken four of the beasts but got greedy and got killed. The massive alpha paced by the bodies. Its green scaled skin buried under thick fur was tough and hard with scars. A thick black mane traveled down its slopped raised spine. Large drops of foul smelling drool seeped from its fanged mouth.

The pack almost seemed to be in an up roar until they suddenly fell silent and cowered towards the ground. A shadow passed over them but made no sound. Their master had come.

Stepping through the gathering of these beasts he called Ridge backs. Nearly two times the size of a wolf and extremely muscular. These beasts were cunning but they were always loud. The smaller ones continued to cower until he stepped by them. The alpha didn’t cower but approached the winged creature and rubbed up against its leg. It made a sound somewhere between a whimper and a purr.

Naswaru ran his hand across its back before moving up to the ledge of the rocky hill. The view for most wouldn’t be much. Looking off into the darkness. He could see. With two large black eyes and a row of small red ones that opened along his tusks. He could see out into the darkness and around him. He has no blind spot, he can see heat, and pick up distinct smells from far away. It’s how he found these.

The view was quite stunning even in the darkness. A few other things lingered down below in the forest. Nothing interesting, these he only visited to stifle some amount of boredom. After a while the god finally turned to the pack who had finished their meal leaving only blood and torn scraps. A low growl from him was enough to silence the pack once more, “Find a challenge.” A simple order for the alpha.

The alpha ridge back stood up on her hind legs and let out a scream that almost sounded like a women’s scream. The rest of the pack joined in and suddenly they were gone. Running back into the wilds. Naswaru did have a job to do a job he was neglecting. The local Rognyak population was beginning to get out of control.

Large beasts that traveled in large hordes. Walking and running on four legs with thick hides and strong bones. They had a bad temper and would charge any that got near, sometimes even him. He made them specifically so the humans here that killed them would have warm furs to travel north and into the snow covered areas. Their bones could be used as better weapons and their meat tasted sweet and savory.

However, a recent tribe had been moving through the area. This tribe was different from the others. Sometimes they would hunt but mostly they would raid and hunt other humans. This in turn led the Rognyak to grow out of control and begin to out compete some local wildlife. It was time for him to thin the herd.

Ridge Backs

Tabrasa\- Born of Chaos.

@A Lowly Wretch ive started working on naswaru's relationships and will get some of his legendary creations up sometime this evening.