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Boredom was quickly sinking in. You couldn't remember how many days it had been since you left land, and even the memory itself seems a bit fuzzy around the edges. However, you do catch some indirect chatter from the crew above your abode. Today is the planned day to dock at the The Guild's...

And suddenly, hell broke loose. Undead bone clashed against undead bodies, dust and dirt kicked up into a storm surrounding the battle. The few hollows trampled in the charge began rising from their earthen prison, quietly letting a chorus of painless moans. The fighters still standing swarmed...

Urgesh was fuming, but thanks to some choice words and their fearless leader stepping in to intervene, he managed to keep himself from driving the club through the god thing's rocky exterior. Taking a long, deep breath, Urgesh glared at the thing while letting his inner flame burn out. It took a...

Urgesh was reaching the upper limits of his patience. He normally would have kept his calm in a situation such as this, but the more the cave threw at him the more his willpower was being tested. Slowly, however, the flame in his chest began searing at him to take action. Primal urges and...

Saul stayed seated on the dusty grave marker, watching the battlefield from afar. Hearing the light crunch of another one's boots against the decaying ground, he looks to the side to see the knight rising from his tomb. It seemed their party was complete, and now it was time to move. A grim...

Satisfied with the current situation, Urgesh moves through the winding tunnels with newfound haste. If no creature scared the scout, then what could have sent him into such a frantic state? Then the voice hit him, deep and bellowing, like words from a god. Something about it deeply disturbed...

"Dread? That simple. Dread like icy claw in back, slowly raking up until it reach your head. That's when fear grab your brain meat and pull." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -...

Urgesh's glee was stolen from him, replaced with a scowl so deep you would think that it was carved into his face. Though he did agree that it would be better not to lose anyone recklessly attacking the leeches, he was not exactly ecstatic once they made their way back down in the dank, deep red...

Saul breathed a content sigh of relief, having his silent prayers answered with the introduction of the portly herald. The three of the already awoken would have stood little chance against the horrors Lothric and beyond would have in store for them, and strength in numbers was the norm. "Ah, I...

A deep frown stretched across Urgesh's face as Gog recommended he go in first. It wasn't the fact that the leeches scared him, quite the opposite in fact, but he was flabbergasted at the mere notion of leaving Gog behind if he failed. Urgesh had a familiar feeling deep in his gut, and he never...

"Beat me to the punch." He chuckled to himself, relieved that they hadn't broken out into braindead moaning and attacked him. They seemed... normal, as normal as anyone in this damned land could be, at least. They reminded him of the people from his small swamp hamlet, each with quirks and...

The third casket cracked open slightly, almost as if to not disturb the corpse within. In spite of this, a low grumbling began emanating from the now ajar sarcophagus, like an injured beast tending to it's wounds or a bear seeing the sun for the first time after the harsh winter. The grumbling...

From the confines of ceremonial stone you find yourself in a barren, dusty husk of a graveyard, littered with gravestones. The drab grey wasteland seems to stretch outwards, covering the landscape with a quiet, ashen blanket. You know very well that you're not supposed to be here, but it seems...

"Don't like this... don't like this..." Urgesh hated caverns. All along their descent he made it as clear as he could that he did not want to be down here, and even though he was flooded with reassurances like "You'll be fine, big guy." and excuses like "For the tribe!", it certainly didn't mean...

Before he knew it, the Cadillac had somehow gotten away from him and had fired itself off at the others. Jerry was shocked, this thing was way too fast for logic. He knew better than most people about the inner workings of a car, and how bad someone could get messed up on accident, let alone...

Arvid listened intently to his plan, but stopped listening after the man suggested human shields. He would not go that low, and instead opted to upend a desk and use it for the same function. Arvid knew it would most likely be slower than the human shield, but he was used to being a part of the...

Arvid was in more ways than one a simple man. When he saw an opportunity, he took it at face value and decided right there and then what he would do. However, it was never really a surprise to anyone anyways. Seeing the man using his shape-shifting powers he realized that there was no more magic...

It was late at night, but for Arvid that only meant less normal people on the streets. The urban city had a lot of differences to the arboreal landscape back home, but he had learned in his time out here that it had a lot of similarities too. Animals loomed around every corner, snakes peddling...

"What? There's no way!"(Nani?!? B-Bakana!) The words coming from the crazy woman was a sobering flash to Jerry as the scope of the scenario was laid out in front of him. The dull thudding in his head ceased and for once he gave his surroundings a clean once over. Now was the time for action, no...

"Shit, that's all there is to it man. People call me Jerry, pleasure to make yer' acquaintance." Having stumbled the final word in his sentence, Jerry gave the guy the stiffest handshake he could muster under the circumstances, still getting used to the blinding sun in his eyes. It was turning...