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Just a few more hours and i get to dissappear for 10 days. The place we are going has some wonderful views.
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wow talk about nostalgia. Things to do while your bored, look up "the cluefinders."
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what? its already been a year here? *looks around* well other than loseing a bunch of wieght not much has changed.
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Sup im sword just got here and am getting a feel for things.

Well i got a feel for things and i think ill stay... also recovering from spine surgery sucks but is better than ending up in the emergency room again.

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Hobgoblin Gird
Swarm Tactics >> well deserved rest /// Day 0 // Morning > Afternoon

It worked, a bit of an issue here and there but it worked. Only a couple bats escaped from the colony and they were left with the rest. The bats were dead and he could finally satiate his hunger, even Luz seemed to be enjoying herself. Gird did not wait to dig into their catch leaning up against the tree as he did to catch his breath and rest.

The bats tasted ok but they would do for now, these new skills were about what he expected although the drawbacks were not. He could almost feel his hearing get better and better the more bats he ate, the light from the sun seemed to bother him a bit more but he even felt the pain from his wounds slowly dull as he ate their flesh and drank their blood.

As he neared the end of his portion of bats he found himself just starring at the last 4 bats. Something didn’t seem right, almost as if something deep down was telling him that the bats were not ready to be eaten just yet. The pale hobgoblin continued to eat just the wings from the four bats and set what was left next to him. Slowly he began to dig a hole next to the tree and placed the small bones of the bats that he did not consume as well as whatever scraps were left with some portions of his webbing into the hole and buried it.

“Again we thank you for your sacrifice, through you we grow stronger, and may you return to Duvelna to rest forever in peace.” There was always peace and order in death and the small prayer he made was all that he knew he could as he waited for Luz to return from gathering the bats trapped in the rest of the webs. He would wait for her and rest letting his food digest and to regain his energy. During this time the hobgoblin would ponder what to do next.

They were already north east from the church, farther north west from them were the spiders and he could get better thread control from them if they went that way. The snakes may be a good idea for later then there was always the possibility of whatever goblin grandpa told them to the far north. A beast of legend, something even he wasn’t sure of only that it was there. Girds curiosity and want to find a challenge sparked his interest. Once Luz returned he would ask her what she thought.

Once Luz returned, “Luz now that we are rested and fed do you still want to come with me? I am having a craving for more spiders but more so. I have a feeling in the pit of my stomach that terrifies me. The thought of some beast of legend roaming the northern forests. We are already close to the area and the thought of even just seeing such a beast fills my heart with excitement.”

Summary: @Jangel13while resting Gird ate all but four of his bats other than their wings and buried what was left of the other bats he had eaten. He buried them next to him and said a small prayer. While resting he thought of what to do next, he wants more spiders but also wants to find the legendary beast to the far north. After Luz@demonspade64 returned he would ask her what she thought of where he wanted to go next.

@demonspade64ill work on a post tomorrow
Merik Roak



The wall had been a bit bigger than he thought it was but the giant lizard carried on until he was almost to the southern gate. it seemed that the resistance here proved to be enough and kept the intruders at bay for the day. The guards on the wall were tired and some were injured but they were alive. The wall was still standing and now it seemed like the battle had ended for now and they were victorious.

Merik left the wall soon after realizing this and walked through the city. Everyone seemed to be breathing a bit easier the people still kept their distance from him but that didn’t stop the oaf from moving heavy debris and waving at some of the citizens passing by. He even assisted a little old lady that seemed to be stuck outside her door and probably had something cooking because she was trying very hard to open the door. Merik simply reached over and popped the door open letting the old lady scamper inside then she shut the door quickly. Some people were sure in a hurry.

Merik could only assume why humans were always fast paced sometimes you just need to slow down and enjoy life. For example Merik took advantage of the city streets growing more and more energetic with food and people and alcohol. Some had even forgotten about the food left out on their carts. The lizard was able to get ahold of several types of fried fish, some weird bread that was sweet and crumbly, a bowl of stew, and a couple loafs of sweet bread. What a time to be alive with so much free food.

Alcohol was never really something he was interested in. Merik did not enjoy things that clouded his mind or made his body feel numb. Well except getting caught in a sunbeam during winter at the palace, that warmth can put this beast to sleep no problem. In his wandering he hadn’t realized that he had returned to the central keep, “Oh old man is in there.” He spoke to himself and entered the gate. The guards almost stopped him until they realized the black and red color of his clothes were not intentional and he was still covered in blood. That with the royal sigil still at his hip made it so the guards just stepped aside.

The one thing he was missing dearly all day had been the small pond next to the keep. It was just deep enough at the middle for him to submerge himself. He took the opportunity to set his things down next to the pool. Wearing his armor and leaving the few things he had not eaten and his sword the lizard waded out into the pool then slowly began to swim around. Twisting and turning to clean off his armor the clear waters slowly turning tinges of black and red. Soon he stepped out of the water walking on all fours and shook like a wet dog. His armor didn’t hold onto water being mostly stone and leather and the water simply dripped from his large frame.

After gathering his things Merik headed into the keep, most of the servants were away getting the dukes alcohol to the people and most of the others avoided him other than the ones cleaning up what little water dripped off him. He knew his way around just by scent, the old man smelt of mystery and things he could never quite make out to the point where he simply registered the scent as ‘the old man.’

Merik finally reached the war room and attempted to step inside but the brute’s sword decided that it wouldn’t be easy. After trying again he stumbled into the room only to see the quiet elf and no old man. “Elder sleep?” looking around for a moment and nodding, “elder sleep.” Seeming to answer his own question he stepped up to the elf and gently placed a loaf of sweet bread on her lap. Other than where he had poked through the paper wrapping with his claws the food seemed to be in good condition. Merik quietly set the rest of his food down in a corner of the room with his sword resting against the wall next to it. He attempted to bury what he had by moving a rug over it then stretched and yawned.

Returning to walking on all fours the Large Lizardfolk circled the elf in her chair once. If she was sitting against the wall he would move the chair off the wall so he could move around it. Stopping for a moment to nuzzle the friendly elf and rub his face against her head, “Elf elf elf.” He spoke with a cheerful tone. Almost like a large cat or dog he circled her twice more then settled down on the floor next to her. His head was resting near her right hand but his large frame nearly wrapped entirely around her with his tail finishing the circle and then some. It didn’t take him long to settle in and get some rest. Obviously whatever had transpired today left him in a very good mood as he was not normally this compassionate or friendly, it was almost loving in his own way. The elf was a good teacher, a good friend, and really good at playing hide and seek.

@LadyRunic
Hobgoblin Gird
Run away! >> Swarm Tactics /// Day 0 // Morning

Running from the bats wasn’t the best and they seemed to be able to avoid most of the walls. Continuously getting pecked by them wasn’t helping either, at the very least his bone armor helped to absorb the damage but he wasn’t sure how his companion was doing. The net at the end worked as expected but the bats quickly squealed and drove the rest up and away from them. Gird quickly dispatched many of the bats that were still struggling in the net. Using Blessings of the dead he whispered, “We thank you for your sacrifice, we thank you for what you will provide for us, and we hope that Duvelna accepts you into her fold.” He spoke quickly then joined up with his friend back to back against the hoard.

He wasn’t sure if the goddess would accept these creatures as offerings. This however didn’t make them less dangerous. Luz’s plan seemed simple but she was right, the swarm would only grow if they waited and the bats had the height advantage. Following his friends plan just as she did for him. Gird feigned getting his foot caught in the net as he moved away from her and landed on the ground face first.

The hobgoblin landed so that he would be able to push himself up quickly in order to strike at the swarm. Using a combination of his skills to combat the perusing swarm, unarmed combat, beginner, Sharp Bite, Bloody strike, and Silk spinning. All were combined and used in unison, unarmed combat to raise his overall combat ability using just his teeth and sharp claws, sharp bite and bloody strike to injure or disable as many of the flyers as he could and silk spinning to be used as he swung his arms around to again tangle or catch any of the bats. He wasn’t trying to kill them out right, which could be done later. Right now he was just looking at diminishing their fighting ability.

Summery: @Jangel13 Gird killed a some of the bats trapped in the net quickly so they couldn't escape then offered their souls to Duvelna. then went back to back with @demonspade64Luz and on the count of three faked getting his leg caught in the net and fell to the ground away from her. he positioned himself in a way he could get up easily then used all of his combat skills to injure or disable as many bats as he could to decrease their fighting ability.

@demonspade64 ill be working on a post soon ish
@demonspade64 no worries ill be away from my computer until Wednesday anyways
hell i took a college writing course because i was alot worse as well lol, honestly half of it was communicating with the gm and other role players to get a better grasp of the world@Eviledd1984 but you do you dude, have fun finding your muse i know it can be hard for me sometimes too
@demonspade64 im going to wait for you to post next. hopefully the duo remember to stick close to the sticky walls to trap as many bats as they can lol
Merik Roak



The enemy was in full retreat their chief dropped some foul liquid and ran in the chaos. Merik was quick to close his nostrils but kept going in his primal state. Few goblins escaped him his rage still burning and his teeth still chomping black blood dripped from his jaws and covered the front of his armor. Finally the beast could breath as the cloud dissipated.

His deep breaths helped to calm him down as the few stragglers were either killed or ran off back to the forest. Slowly the large lizard sat down on the stone wall his head easily able to see over it. The soldiers cheered and the goblins disappeared. Triumph slowly turned to exhaustion and dreary quiet. The humans now had their dead to take care of even Merik still had a couple jobs to do. Slowly he stood and stretched, the injured were being cared for or taken away and the able began to pick up bodies and debris.

The goblin bodies were unceremoniously thrown off the wall while the humans were lined up along the sides of the streets. Merik knew that the humans took special care of their dead and he knew to be respectful of it. Even if to him what was dead was dead and the spirit was gone leaving just meat and personal effects. The Lizard folk retrieved his sword from the wall making his way down towards where one of the large stones had landed nearby. The area it hit was damaged but he was able to roll the stone up to the gate and leave it against it. He only did this with one more stone as a way to help brace the door.

Either out of fear, exhaustion, or respect he no longer heard the men whisper about him they simply made way for him. It was an effect he had seen happen to many other humans who doubted him then fought alongside him. Action and honor spoke volumes more than some royal sigil ever could, as Acrius would say, seeing is believing. Merik still didn’t quite understand what was meant by it but was able to grasp the basics.

He lingered for a little while longer at the gate to assist with moving fallen debris or move the wounded. Only calling out to his friend after most of the dust had settled and the sounds of distant fighting turned to silence. “Ruduf, Merik go check rest of wall. Merik see you again later.” With a wave the Lizard trotted off down the wall looking for any trouble along the way. He might have been tired, sore, and he was sure that at least some of this blood was his but he kept going. with a full belly he showed off his immense stamina and desire to continue the fight. As he jogged off toward the south end of the town.
Hobgoblin Gird
Always on alert >> Run away! /// Day 0 // Morning

Gird took the skull from his friend and nodded, “thank you, lets finish this up and see where it takes us.” He was quick to continue his work the skull resting snuggly inside his breast plate. Using what seemed like almost all of his energy to get the last of the web walls set up and the final net up and working. Stopping for a moment to dig a few small holes for their large makeshift net at the end of their corral. The net used the strongest sticks Luz found and Gird was sure to double layer it. The plan was to raise the net after they crossed it and hold on to stop whatever they caught from escaping.

With a few deep breaths the hobgoblin looked around at the traps and then back to his friend, “remember if this doesn’t work we split up and jump or slide over or under the walls to try and get them to follow us and get stuck. I’m sure the goddess will be watching over us.” With a few more deep breaths the pale one steadied his beating heart with a few more deep breaths then stood. A feeling of light headedness almost brought him back down to his knees and he had to catch himself on a nearby tree. He shook the feeling from him and continued to the trees near the bats.

Pulling the skull from his chest piece he placed it up to his head and whispered a short prayer, this one acknowledges your plight and thanks you for your energy, it will not be wasted and you will be remembered by the goddess Duvelna. His energy spiked while the skull turned to dust in his hands. Taking the stone from Luz he nodded. “Remember get to the end, wait for the other, raise the net, and hold on.” Gird peered out from the tree and focused on the colony of bats above them.

His target was a mother with a child, protective instincts ran strong in most social creatures. This was the most likely way to get them to follow as he saw it. Raising the stone in his hand he threw the stone using Bloody Strike on the mother bat. A yell followed quickly after to try and goad the bats into coming after him, “FOR THE GODDES!” that was all he needed to turn quickly and start moving toward the other end of their trap. Like usual the variant hob was using all of his limbs to run. Pulling and pushing mud and stone to propel himself father and faster. He was glad that they cleared the path of sticks while making this trap. One thing was for sure, this hobgoblin felt alive with adrenaline.

Summery:@Jangel13 Gird finished the rest of the corral and the net at the end. at this point he is starting to get tired but @demonspade64Luz gave him one of the few skulls she still had. with the extra boost from the skull Gird said a prayer then used bloody strike on a mother bat to attempt to get the colony more attracted to him through their possible protective instincts. after shouting at the colony to get the rest to follow he took off toward the end of the corral.

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