You managed to yank your arm out of it's mouth, but now your left arm was a mashed up paste of meat, bone, and blood. You run away, and she and the jaguars watch you, almost bored. You get some distance away from them before feeling dizzy; you were probably loosing a lot of blood. Blood magic would've helped you here o3o
You managed to yank your arm out of it's mouth, but now your left arm was a mashed up paste of meat, bone, and blood. You run away, and she and the jaguars watch you, almost bored. You get some distance away from them before feeling dizzy; you were probably loosing a lot of blood. Blood magic would've helped you here o3o
"Ummmm...waht do I dooooooooooooooooooooo" I panicked before realizing that I can change my magic(HA!)...but can I though?? Nvm lemme think Oh and I can also manage to get some herbs and try to do something with them
Aphelion
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Posted: 1/16/2018 at 8:09 AM
Post #303
Of course, you can absolutely change your magic type... but... what will that do when you have no magic skill points and instead chose the Beast Tamer class? Since you were only level one in Medical skills, you could identify a couple of pain-soothing herbs, but oh no, you don't know how to use them!
Of course, you can absolutely change your magic type... but... what will that do when you have no magic skill points and instead chose the Beast Tamer class? Since you were only level one in Medical skills, you could identify a couple of pain-soothing herbs, but oh no, you don't know how to use them!
Ummmm...I'm soo stupid waht do I do?? I ate some random herbs before pressing osme random ones onto my left arm that I've been trying to ignore for the past few minutes, because, well, gore...
Aphelion
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Posted: 1/16/2018 at 8:21 AM
Post #305
(Dude, write the introduction to our debate thing! Or, do I have to write all of it?)
In moments, you felt your stomach start hurting, and well, herbs don't really do good for a mush of blood, flesh, and bone all twisted into some... thing. You were getting even more dizzy now, the blood loss starting to set in. You stumble randomly through the forest, and you think you caught a glimpse of white stone. Or, you could be hallucinating from those random plants you ate.
The bed was super soft, and you sank into it as you plopped down, and it literarily felt like it was made of clouds. The room had a comforting sweet scent to it, and everything looked clean and polished. On a small table beside your bed was a basket of luscious-looking fresh fruit. You remembered than Xan and the one he called Lord were probably waiting for you, and were expecting you to show up, preferably neatly dressed and well refreshed. On the pillow beside the one you'd thrown your stuff onto, there was a set of sleeping clothes, a set of day clothes, a jacket, and a bathing robe along with two towels, one big and one small. On the next pillow, there was a TV remote for the TV on the wall in front of the bed.
Micah recultanly rise from the cloud-dream bed, picking up the day-clothes and heading for the bathroom. Once there he changed, getting some water to clean his face and rise out his hair. Once he considered himself tidy, he once again went to the bedroom, taking a fruit from the basket and taking a large bite while stuffing as many as would fit into his bag.
"That... I'm not allowed to tell you. However," He grinned a shark-like smile. "That won't stop me from telling. Yes, there are others like you. Surprised, are we? Well, off you go. Time to start your game." He waved a hand, and suddenly you were in the middle of a crowded square, full of people, who were rushing around or standing together talking. There were merchants selling food, jewlery, armour, clothes, anything anyone could think of.
Crystal jumped. I should be careful. Anyone can be a traitor. she thought nervously. She decided to look around the square. She stroked Imperia feeling it as the one thing she could trust in this place. She twitched nervously avoiding eye contact with as many people as she could.
(Dood, remember to ping me! I nearly didn't reply to you because I didn't get pinged. Luckily, I was checking back and noticed your post)
"You spies will say anything to get out of our grasp!" She snarled, continuing to drag you down the street. You could now see her probable destination: There was a large, white, fancy building at the end of the street with massive double doors, and four guards standing on the outside. "Who I am does not concern you spies! Maybe you can talk some sense into your friend when we get there, since he refuses to tell us anything! Geez, Volcanois spies."
(:O)
I follow her, wishing Art were here. I stare at my feet and wish that I were smarter and knew not to act like I did. I look up at her, watching her as she drags me towards the big building. No one cares about me anymore... I mumble.
(How do you level up your magic? Or anything else?)
(Dude, write the introduction to our debate thing! Or, do I have to write all of it?)
In moments, you felt your stomach start hurting, and well, herbs don't really do good for a mush of blood, flesh, and bone all twisted into some... thing. You were getting even more dizzy now, the blood loss starting to set in. You stumble randomly through the forest, and you think you caught a glimpse of white stone. Or, you could be hallucinating from those random plants you ate.
"Ehhh whaaaaaaaaaaaaa" I tried to follow the glimpse of white stone and walk towards that direction while finding stuff that eases the stomach pain and suppressing my desire of rolling eyes.
Aphelion
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Posted: 1/17/2018 at 7:21 AM
Post #310
Your face and hair were now clean, and the water reflected how dirty you'd been when you first come here; there were flecks of dirt and small leaves in the water you'd used to clean your face and hair. The day clothes were very comfortable, and fit you perfectly. You managed to put two apples and an orange into your bag, along with two pomegranates. As you bit into the fruit, its sweet juice ran down your dry throat and refreshed you.
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