Carnival of Rust

[Randomizer4]

Three of the corpses managed to catch up to Saphira and immediately started to attack her with their hands. Their claws gashed into her skin, through her thin clothing. Saphira managed to slip away in a lull between their attacks and kept running. Now only one of the cadavres caught up to her and it managed to lunge at her, its teeth gnawing at Saphira’s arm before she could pull away. Something different was burning in the wound and she realised she was poisoned.

Saphira had to go on however! She couldn’t lose this and she fired her old pistol at the living corpse. However, it had little effect. Luckily, she managed to evade the next lunge of the creature while reloading her pistol and unloading, finally hurting the undead.

However, the poison started to spread and Saphira felt she was getting weaker. The corpse lunged at her again and the next attack landed, almost throwing Saphira off balance. She had one more shot! She aimed her gun with a trembling hand and…. Missed.

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The rotting corpse gives Saphira one more good slash of its claws, knocking her over and taking the last bit of fight she had left. As the creature closed in, the smell of rotting flesh invaded her senses, growing even stronger as the two other creatures from before joined it, one of them getting down on its knees, shakily, and pinning her down by her wrists.

The stench was quite overwhelming but Saphira had other things to worry about. She was in pain from the combat and hurt all over, her top already full of scratches. She still did her best to struggle against the cadaver as it pinned her down, growling deviantly and still looking for an opportunity to run. Although she could feel her strength draining away and she doubted if her legs could carry her far enough away from whatever these corpses were going to do.

The corpse, pinning Saphira to the ground, leaned down and bit her shoulder, its teeth penetrating her top and allowing it to rip a hole in it, while also creating a new wound on her shoulder, causing her to bleed profusely. One of the other creatures moves over next to her head and forces her to turn her head towards it with one hand, while undoing its torn pants with the other, revealing a huge, throbbing cock, which it roughly and suddenly rams down her throat, while the remaining zombie claws at her shorts, ripping pieces of cloth off of them.

Saphira screamed out at the attack, squirming under the corpse as her top got another hole, revealing a bit more of the skin underneath. She had to do something or she was a goner. As one of the other things turned her head, she was greeted by a large cock. With the rod invading her troath, Saphira realises what these corpses want. Her body. Tears spring up in her face as she can't even scream anymore. Noticing that even her under half is under attack, Saphira tries to cross her legs or even kick at the corpse scratching at her shorts to protect her most sacred area.

The corpse rammed its cock to the back of Saphira's throat, then started roughly moving it in and out, fucking her throat just like it would a pussy, but with the force of a wild animal. The one pinning her down continues to bite strips of clothing from her top, slowly revealing more and more of her cute, blue bra, however its biting creates more scratches across her chest, the wounds deep enough to draw blood, but not enough to be serious. The creature at her legs punches her in the gut, knocking the wind out of her, as it bites her shorts and rips the crotch out of them, then moves the crotch of her panties aside with one hand, slipping its cock out with the other, before roughly penetrating Saphira's pussy, hilting itself in one swift motion, tearing her hymen.

The smell and taste of the cock violating her mouth was utterly disgusting and Saphira focussed on breathing in as much air as possible, tears now rolling down her face. Her top was getting torn up, the creature searching for her breasts. The pain from all the scratches along with the throatfucking was making it difficult for Saphira to think straight, a haza of agony clouding her mind. Then a punch completely knocked out all the fight she had left. Her muscled completely relaxed. There was no way out. It bit apart her comfortable shorts and pushed her panties to the side, leaving the little redhead exposed. Saphira could barely think about what was about to happen before it did. A rotting cock took her virginity and was no raping her. She cried with all her might, about the only thing she could still do, as the corpses had their way with her

The first corpse was now fucking her throat so roughly that it was gagging her, and felt like it would snap her neck from the force of each thrust, its disgusting precum leaking down her throat as it used her throat to pleasure itself. The second creature was now tugging her bra down off her shoulders and roughly biting her right breast as it began grabbing and clawing at both of them with its disgusting hands, its rotting flesh feeling far from pleasurable as it groped at her chest. The third monster was digging its nails into her sides as it rammed its cock in and out of her pussy, each thrust feeling like Saphira was getting kicked by a horse, as it ravaged her, giving her nowhere near enough time to get used to its giant size as it fucked her savagely.

Saphira just cried, there was pain everywhere as it felt like two spears were impaling and destroying her. One in her throat and one in her vagina. Meanwhile the third one was groping her breasts, although it caused scratches and blood on the once fair skin. Saphira had no idea what to focus on, what to think about. There was absolutely no feeling worse than this.

Just as Saphira was feeling at her lowest, the corpse that was ramming its cock down her throat began to spasm, and thrust slowly for several moments, before thrusting especially deep once, and suddenly releasing thick, sticky liquid into her throat, so much of it in fact, that it overflows out of her mouth and drips down her face. The corpse, in the middle of filling her throiat, suddenly pulls out and sprays the liquid all over her face and hair. The second creature started to change position, grabbing Saphira by the hair and slipping its giant, throbbing cock out and slipping it between her modest breastsm before starting to thrust slowly, but roughly, groaning as its precum starts leaking out over her chest, making her stickier. That creature, however, soon stops briefly to pull her bra down off her breasts the rest of the way, stopping at her belly button, before continuing its beastial thrusts. The last corpse doesn't stop or slow down, continuing to roughly pound her poor pussy, stretching it with every thrust as its claws dig into her sides, creating noticeable gashes in her fair skin.

Saphira was hopeful that her torment would end when the corpse started spasming. Maybe it would just die? The gross liquid flooded down her throat, she had no choice but to accept it. Even so , the thing's load leaked out of her face. Then she could finally close her mouth when the thing released her, also deviling her face and hair with the sticky fluid. Saphira spat out whatever of the stuff she could, enjoying the small relief of being able to breath freely now. The one in the middle of her body now pulled Saphira's red hair, its sticky cum not helping to make the titfuck any sort of fun. Meanwhile the unholy pounding continued... Saphira screamed for a few seconds before just quieting down to a murmur, feeling closer to breaking apart with every thrust into her as even her sides were now full of cuts.

The second creature pressed her breasts together and began thrusting harder and faster, grinding its giant cock between her modest breasts, the decaying flesh feeling horrible between her tits, and the fluid leaking from the tip feeling sticky and gross as it ran across her chest. The third corpse suddenly grabbed her by the legs and forces them upwards and apart as it picked up the pace even more, stirring up her insides with its disgusting cock at a pace and force that felt completely inhuman. It also started to spasm several thrusts into its new position, telegraphing that it was getting close to cumming inside her. The first creature also grabbed her by the hair and slapped her face with its cock as it seemed to be trying to find its way back into her mouth, smearing cum on her face as it attempted to find the hole.

The young explorer had long since stopped crying at this point... her tears were up and she just softly shuddered as the corpses continued their way. She screamed out of surprise as the one fucking her so violently. It was going to spill its fluids inside of her, filling Saphira with all sorts of grueling thoughts of what was happening. Saphira endured the first creature's slaps, trying to not have her mouth wrapped around its cock again.

The corpse on her chest began to spasm suddenly as well, shortly after the other. The third creature suddenly slammed into her pussy one more time, and began cumming in huge waves, filling her up until she started to overflow, making a mess of her panties, what was left of her shorts, and her thighs, making all of them sticky and gross. The creature that was on her chest put its full weight on her and started spraying its disgusting juices all over her breasts, face, and hair. With her whole body now a disgusting, sticky mess, covered in gashes, blood, and corpse jizz, the creatures all stood up and started to shamble off, the first one giving up fitting into her mouth again. They stopped short before leaving, and moved back over to her, giving her several swift kicks in the face, chest, and stomach, circle stomping and kicking her, before finally leaving her, a broken, bloody, violated mess on the ground. However rough their beating was, none of her limbs were broken, she was just severely scratched up and bruised.

When the last creature filled her up, she found the means to cry anew, her insides filled with the gross dead fluid. She felt a sense of relieve when her messy self was left alone, it only shattered when the bodies returned to give her another beating.... She just lay there for a long while, she very very slowly mustered up the willpower to try and get herself up. And it went with several agonising attempts before she finally managed to stand again. She then struggles to get as far away from the spire as possible, hopefully close to inhabited areas, so someone could take care of her.

[lilbooth]

After her howl attracted the creatures Cee Cee realized she had to act right away. With the heart of crag giving her a boost to her confidence she quickly shed her clothes and drew out the beast. Her body contorted and twisted about. A painful scream was soon replaced with another howl as she gripped her chakram and raced toward her foes.

She threw her chakram at the nearest target, it easily sinking into the rotting flesh and returning to her. She threw again this time her chakram landed flatly against the target, losing all its momentum. The six decrepit bodies lunged at her, all swiping at her with their half rotten hands. Cee Cee, acting with the fierce instinct of the wolf, quickly evaded most of their attacks. Only two of the six opponents managed to hit her. And even the hits that did land were stifled by her newly adorned crag heart. She continued her onslaught against her foes but it quickly became clear that six was far too many to face alone.

Cee Cee doubled back and ran a short ways, hoping to split the pack and improve her chances of success. The maneuver worked to her advantage and half her opponents fell behind and lost interest. Cee Cee was feeling quite weak after the run, realizing just how much the poison and clobbering from the corpses had damaged her, but the beast fought on. She spun on her heels and made a powerful swipe with her chakram. The strange purple magic that possessed the corpse slowly faded away. With only the beast sustaining her life, Cee Cee saw the fallen foe as possibly her only hope to win this battle. She reached out with an empty hand and a blue font of magic poured forth, tethering herself to the now twice dead foe. It took just a moment for the lifeless body to animate yet again. With her new pet, Cee Cee continued her assault, brutally swinging her chakram threw her foes, cleaving off limbs. Just as the last of the enemies fell the beast left her. Naked and bruised she fell to the ground clutching the heat of the crag, surely the only reason she was still alive. She laid there for a few minutes fighting off the remainder of the poison before reaching out to her pet. She had the revenant help her to her feet and after collecting her gear she sought shelter. She could not make it far, but she dare not stay to close to the pulsating purple ground and black spire. She considered the rovers, but she doubted that they would welcome her into camp with a shambling mound of flesh in tow. Instead, she found a quiet place within the woods curled up into a ball, having her revenant sit close by and protect her, should danger find her yet again.

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Assuming Cee Cee doesn't get attacked while she is sleeping, once she wakes up she is going to try to find something to eat. So maybe a river for fish or a rabbit or a deer or something. She still really hasn't managed to find anything worth bringing back to the city so she going to stay out her until she does.

[RandomRoninKitten]

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With the city beginning to calm as it landed, Amun stood up to his full height, exactly 2 seconds after the shaking stopped. His time on Cielo's taught him that 2 seconds is the appropriate time to wait for any shaking to settle. Hearing the gate open, he gave a quick glance over to it, mostly just to confirm that nothing interesting was happening there as he then moved his attention back to the -

Wait... there was more of the strange figures, and a larger one that looked to be their leader. Amun stayed still and alert as they passed, his eyes scanning the obviously threatening presence that was this gang of mysterious humanoids, ready to jump away or pull out his hidden weapon at any show of danger. He almost facepalmed at the knight's obliviousness. Couldn't the man see that these clearly suspicious individuals didn't care for the law? But strangely, the creature stopped. He had a very bad feeling when it turned its head to Sir Cole - and the immediate attack that threw him off his feet answered those worries. He was quick to roll with it, natural instincts trained into him commanding him to get an eye on the enemy. With his head raised, he watched the epic and short battle between the inhumanly strong beings. It was... terrifying. Amazing. He's been in a few dangerous situations with violent people, but never were those people capable of throwing him off his feet with a single swing. This was a higher level battle than what he was used to, and it left him distracted. The sheer power the two held demanded respect, something he never thought he'd give to Sir Cole.

Sir Cole's defeat was quick. So quick, Amun had to register that the fight was over. It ended with a simple stab in the leg, just like that. Even if the knight clearly had more power than one would credit him for, he was still a man. A man fighting something that didn't even seem human... or any of the other races. He walked over to Sir Cole after the danger passed, feeling slightly... ashamed that he couldn't do much more than that. He judged the man as harshly as he did rather quickly, but in the end, it was Sir Cole who could fight off that terrible opponent, and not him. He showed none of this in his body language, crouching down to help the knight up. It was the least he could do. "I believe it's over, Sir Cole. I'm afraid it's escaped."

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Amun Khufu

After helping up Sir Cole, who leaned himself against the nearby stand, near the gate, the girl from before turned her attention to Amun, "Khufu, correct? We must warn the Knights, I'll go. And please," she asked earnestly before bowing to him, "Care for Sir Cole. He's a good man." and then took off down the street, leaving him with the knight. The knight, however, turned to Amun as well and stated "You need not worry about me, you must worry for the city's safety!" he said, with a grunt as he adjusted his position "The creatures are heading directly in the direction of the city's control center!" as if to punctuate his statement, the city shook once again, and began to lift off the ground.

As the city began lifting off, a huge squad of Fero Guards could be seen, in their shining black armor, running down the streets, towards the city. However, the gates quickly shut themselves, blocking the shouting guards off from the slowly rising city, walling Amun off from his potential reinforcements.

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Lucia was still quite unsteady from the descent and docking of the city, but the beings, five of which she could count, did not seem to have any problem. In fact, they seemed all too calm, brazenly and easily walking over to the gate while everyone in the vicinity struggled to even get to their feet. Sir Cole, a man of good integrity, if a bit absent at times tried to stop them. The air in front of her froze for just a second, as if the world stood still. And with a single motion, the biggest one, most likely the leader of the group, managed to strike, but Sir Cole only managed to block at the literal last moment before contact. The resulting force between them made Lucia feel weightless as she was suddenly in the air.

As she was blown away by the aftershock of such a collision, she could only let out a shriek and tucked into a ball, trying to roll out of becoming a smearing the ground as a fine red pulp. As she killed her momentum, she oriented herself as she drew her guns. The battle continued for naught more than a few seconds, more than enough time to realize that they were all outmatched. Sir Cole was no slouch in a fight, but he was simply decimated. As the fight ended in the Strange Being's favor, they left, which left the fallen knight and the beastman Khufu over his prone form. "Sir Cole!" she cried out as she went over to check on him before sharply turning to the boy and said, "Khufu, correct? We must warn the Knights, I'll go. And please," she asked earnestly before bowing to the Beastman, "Care for Sir Cole. He's a good man."
With that, she took off. The City needed to know.

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LuLu Von Cielo

As Lucia made her way down the streets, towards the city Barracks, the city began to rumble beneath her, as she felt it lift off from the ground. Down the way, she could hear the gates shut, far behind her, AFTER the city had already begun to rise. That detail, along with the lack of an announcement, let her know that something was horribly wrong at the control center.

With shock, it came to Lucia that the creatures had all been heading towards the control center, directly from the front gate. This likely meant that the creatures had taken control of the city.

Finishing her sprint to the Barracks, Lucia was greeted by an entirely empty building, no knights in sight, and all of the suits of armor and weapons had been taken. This likely meant that the guards had already mobilized, and were heading to cut off the creatures invading the city. However, as Lucia stood in the doorway to the Barracks, she heard the grunt from above.

SPEED CHECK FAIL

Lucia started to get out of the way of the creature as it attempted to drop down on her, forcing it to kick her in the side of the head instead of landing directly on top of her.

The creature drew its gun and prepared to fire at Lucia from only a short distance away.

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Three of the corpses managed to catch up to Saphira and immediately started to attack her with their hands. Their claws gashed into her skin, through her thin clothing. Saphira managed to slip away in a lull between their attacks and kept running. Now only one of the cadavres caught up to her and it managed to lunge at her, its teeth gnawing at Saphira’s arm before she could pull away. Something different was burning in the wound and she realised she was poisoned.

Saphira had to go on however! She couldn’t lose this and she fired her old pistol at the living corpse. However, it had little effect. Luckily, she managed to evade the next lunge of the creature while reloading her pistol and unloading, finally hurting the undead.

However, the poison started to spread and Saphira felt she was getting weaker. The corpse lunged at her again and the next attack landed, almost throwing Saphira off balance. She had one more shot! She aimed her gun with a trembling hand and…. Missed.

The rotting corpse gives Saphira one more good slash of its claws, knocking her over and taking the last bit of fight she had left. As the creature closed in, the smell of rotting flesh invaded her senses, growing even stronger as the two other creatures from before joined it, one of them getting down on its knees, shakily, and pinning her down by her wrists.

The stench was quite overwhelming but Saphira had other things to worry about. She was in pain from the combat and hurt all over, her top already full of scratches. She still did her best to struggle against the cadaver as it pinned her down, growling deviantly and still looking for an opportunity to run. Although she could feel her strength draining away and she doubted if her legs could carry her far enough away from whatever these corpses were going to do.

The corpse, pinning Saphira to the ground, leaned down and bit her shoulder, its teeth penetrating her top and allowing it to rip a hole in it, while also creating a new wound on her shoulder, causing her to bleed profusely. One of the other creatures moves over next to her head and forces her to turn her head towards it with one hand, while undoing its torn pants with the other, revealing a huge, throbbing cock, which it roughly and suddenly rams down her throat, while the remaining zombie claws at her shorts, ripping pieces of cloth off of them.

Saphira screamed out at the attack, squirming under the corpse as her top got another hole, revealing a bit more of the skin underneath. She had to do something or she was a goner. As one of the other things turned her head, she was greeted by a large cock. With the rod invading her troath, Saphira realises what these corpses want. Her body. Tears spring up in her face as she can't even scream anymore. Noticing that even her under half is under attack, Saphira tries to cross her legs or even kick at the corpse scratching at her shorts to protect her most sacred area.

The corpse rammed its cock to the back of Saphira's throat, then started roughly moving it in and out, fucking her throat just like it would a pussy, but with the force of a wild animal. The one pinning her down continues to bite strips of clothing from her top, slowly revealing more and more of her cute, blue bra, however its biting creates more scratches across her chest, the wounds deep enough to draw blood, but not enough to be serious. The creature at her legs punches her in the gut, knocking the wind out of her, as it bites her shorts and rips the crotch out of them, then moves the crotch of her panties aside with one hand, slipping its cock out with the other, before roughly penetrating Saphira's pussy, hilting itself in one swift motion, tearing her hymen.

The smell and taste of the cock violating her mouth was utterly disgusting and Saphira focussed on breathing in as much air as possible, tears now rolling down her face. Her top was getting torn up, the creature searching for her breasts. The pain from all the scratches along with the throatfucking was making it difficult for Saphira to think straight, a haza of agony clouding her mind. Then a punch completely knocked out all the fight she had left. Her muscled completely relaxed. There was no way out. It bit apart her comfortable shorts and pushed her panties to the side, leaving the little redhead exposed. Saphira could barely think about what was about to happen before it did. A rotting cock took her virginity and was no raping her. She cried with all her might, about the only thing she could still do, as the corpses had their way with her

The first corpse was now fucking her throat so roughly that it was gagging her, and felt like it would snap her neck from the force of each thrust, its disgusting precum leaking down her throat as it used her throat to pleasure itself. The second creature was now tugging her bra down off her shoulders and roughly biting her right breast as it began grabbing and clawing at both of them with its disgusting hands, its rotting flesh feeling far from pleasurable as it groped at her chest. The third monster was digging its nails into her sides as it rammed its cock in and out of her pussy, each thrust feeling like Saphira was getting kicked by a horse, as it ravaged her, giving her nowhere near enough time to get used to its giant size as it fucked her savagely.

Saphira just cried, there was pain everywhere as it felt like two spears were impaling and destroying her. One in her throat and one in her vagina. Meanwhile the third one was groping her breasts, although it caused scratches and blood on the once fair skin. Saphira had no idea what to focus on, what to think about. There was absolutely no feeling worse than this.

Just as Saphira was feeling at her lowest, the corpse that was ramming its cock down her throat began to spasm, and thrust slowly for several moments, before thrusting especially deep once, and suddenly releasing thick, sticky liquid into her throat, so much of it in fact, that it overflows out of her mouth and drips down her face. The corpse, in the middle of filling her throiat, suddenly pulls out and sprays the liquid all over her face and hair. The second creature started to change position, grabbing Saphira by the hair and slipping its giant, throbbing cock out and slipping it between her modest breastsm before starting to thrust slowly, but roughly, groaning as its precum starts leaking out over her chest, making her stickier. That creature, however, soon stops briefly to pull her bra down off her breasts the rest of the way, stopping at her belly button, before continuing its beastial thrusts. The last corpse doesn't stop or slow down, continuing to roughly pound her poor pussy, stretching it with every thrust as its claws dig into her sides, creating noticeable gashes in her fair skin.

Saphira was hopeful that her torment would end when the corpse started spasming. Maybe it would just die? The gross liquid flooded down her throat, she had no choice but to accept it. Even so , the thing's load leaked out of her face. Then she could finally close her mouth when the thing released her, also deviling her face and hair with the sticky fluid. Saphira spat out whatever of the stuff she could, enjoying the small relief of being able to breath freely now. The one in the middle of her body now pulled Saphira's red hair, its sticky cum not helping to make the titfuck any sort of fun. Meanwhile the unholy pounding continued... Saphira screamed for a few seconds before just quieting down to a murmur, feeling closer to breaking apart with every thrust into her as even her sides were now full of cuts.

The second creature pressed her breasts together and began thrusting harder and faster, grinding its giant cock between her modest breasts, the decaying flesh feeling horrible between her tits, and the fluid leaking from the tip feeling sticky and gross as it ran across her chest. The third corpse suddenly grabbed her by the legs and forces them upwards and apart as it picked up the pace even more, stirring up her insides with its disgusting cock at a pace and force that felt completely inhuman. It also started to spasm several thrusts into its new position, telegraphing that it was getting close to cumming inside her. The first creature also grabbed her by the hair and slapped her face with its cock as it seemed to be trying to find its way back into her mouth, smearing cum on her face as it attempted to find the hole.

The young explorer had long since stopped crying at this point... her tears were up and she just softly shuddered as the corpses continued their way. She screamed out of surprise as the one fucking her so violently. It was going to spill its fluids inside of her, filling Saphira with all sorts of grueling thoughts of what was happening. Saphira endured the first creature's slaps, trying to not have her mouth wrapped around its cock again.

The corpse on her chest began to spasm suddenly as well, shortly after the other. The third creature suddenly slammed into her pussy one more time, and began cumming in huge waves, filling her up until she started to overflow, making a mess of her panties, what was left of her shorts, and her thighs, making all of them sticky and gross. The creature that was on her chest put its full weight on her and started spraying its disgusting juices all over her breasts, face, and hair. With her whole body now a disgusting, sticky mess, covered in gashes, blood, and corpse jizz, the creatures all stood up and started to shamble off, the first one giving up fitting into her mouth again. They stopped short before leaving, and moved back over to her, giving her several swift kicks in the face, chest, and stomach, circle stomping and kicking her, before finally leaving her, a broken, bloody, violated mess on the ground. However rough their beating was, none of her limbs were broken, she was just severely scratched up and bruised.

When the last creature filled her up, she found the means to cry anew, her insides filled with the gross dead fluid. She felt a sense of relieve when her messy self was left alone, it only shattered when the bodies returned to give her another beating.... She just lay there for a long while, she very very slowly mustered up the willpower to try and get herself up. And it went with several agonising attempts before she finally managed to stand again. She then struggles to get as far away from the spire as possible, hopefully close to inhabited areas, so someone could take care of her.

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Saphira Perinther

Saphira, once she managed to get to her feet, she decided to wander aimlessly until she found civilization, and hopefully someone to treat her wounds.

As she made her way in a nearly random direction, the only prerequisite being that it was away from the spire, each step felt like a jolt of lightning racking her body. Her wounds bled profusely, her joints ached, her head pounded, and her skin felt chilly through the rips in her clothes. Luckily, it was still daylight out, thus things weren't as bad as they could be.

She made her way through the woods and tall grass, the various thorn bushes creating new scratches across her pale skin, until off in the distance, she could see a large, stone castle.



The castle looked very sturdy, and it would have to be, as there were no walls, only a white wooden fence around it. Despite the daylight, from where Saphira was standing, she could see that there were lights on inside the castle, and movement on the top floor, through the window.

As Saphira was gazing upon the castle, from behind her, she could hear and feel the ground rumbling. Looking behind her, she could see an Earth Golem rising from the ground, roughly 25 feet away.



Despite the Golem being incredibly large, thus being capable of much longer steps, the distance would possibly give Saphira enough of an edge to escape into the castle, or possibly run around the mountain to search for a cave that the Golem wouldn't fit in.

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Anastasia smiles a little when she sees the two newcomers. They just made things a lot easier for her. The girl that looked like a death knight would be a nice fight. In fact, those two must look very similar to her and her companion. A large, intimidating fighter with a smaller, cute looking escort. Anastasia followed the two with her eyes for a while as they were escorted to her, giving a slight nod of respect towards the knight. Anyone that could wield a sword or any other weapon like that was a worthy adversary. In fact, Anastasia was so sure that they were going to make her fight the knight, that when they threw the small redhead into the pit and told her she would be fighting Anastasia her face contorted in disapproval. The girl looked weak even for a human. Having that small girl fight Anastasia seemed sadistic on the orcs part. Then again they were orcs, so they probably just wanted to see a human get beat up by a much stronger adversary. Despite her dislike of the situation however, she simply nodded at the orc when he addressed her.

Looking down at Idalia, she grunted softly and whispered back. "Really, none of what these orcs have done can really be considered 'ordinary.' In fact, I could argue that them not wanting that girl dead is the most ordinary thing they have done so far... I'll do my best to make sure I don't outright kill the poor girl though... Also, I think I have a pretty good idea of what he means by humiliate, just think of what his name is, and then you'll understand. But I definitely won't be doing that if I can help it" She then turns away and heads over to the small redhead, looming over her, being almost 2 feet taller. She pitied the poor girl, and frankly Anastasia didn't want to fight her, after all, it didn't seem much like a fight. Then again the girl might have a trick up her sleeve she didn't know about, so she shouldn't give up any of her advantages just for the sake of fairness as much as she wanted to. Anastasia was just going to have to make this quick for the poor girl. Grabbing her hammer that was on her back, a rusty old metal hammer that despite its state still had a lot of heft to it, she looked at the girl as her eyes glowed a soft red. "I'll try and make this quick for you."

Anastasia wasn't surprised when the girl pulled out a gun. Poor thing probably couldn't kill a rat with just her hands. The state of the girls gun was laughable, but then again her hammer wasn't that much better. Regardless, it was humorous to see the girl have to move up to practically point blank range to even hope to it her with what must be the most inaccurate firearm in existence. Even then, one of the two shots she fired still missed. There were two sharp hissing sounds as the steam compresses to fire the bullets, and Anastasia felt a slight sting on her arm. Looking at the wound, Anastasia could see the bullet was lodged into her flesh, yet had only barley managed to pierce the skin. She grabbed the bullet from her arm and held it in front of her, making sure Annie could see it. She had a wide grin on her face. "That was cute. Now its my turn." Saying that, Anastasia hefted her hammer and swung it towards the side girl who was now very close. The girl made it quite easy for Anastasia to hit her, getting so close and all. Anastasia barley felt any resistance on her hammer as she hit the poor girl. The sheer momentum kept the hammer going as it slammed into her side and swung her up into the air slightly. Anastasia heard a sickening crack as the girl fell to the ground. The head of the hammer landed heavily on the ground next to the girl and a puff of dust went outwards.

The girl then counterattacked by grabbing the staff that was thrown at her. Anastasia chuckles a little at the girls futile attempts to hit her. She had to admire her spirit, even against a clearly superior foe she tried to fight back. Her attack barely even hurt. Deciding to just put the girl out of her misery, she swung the hammer back up, and then slammed it back down onto the girl. She seemed to pass out almost instantly, a direct hit straight into her stomach. Blood had spurted out of her mouth and made a sharp gasp for air, then was silent. Anastasia honestly wouldn't of been that surprised if she had killed her, even though she tried not to. Regardless, what's done is done. Slinging the now slightly bloody hammer on her back, she looked over back to the big orc, brushing herself off. "Was that entertaining enough for you?"

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Anastasia Ursa

Dickfuck, the Dongsmasher, roared with laughter as Anastasia crushed Annie's chest with her hammer, and the rest of the orcs had been hooting and laughing during the entire one-sided fight. However, when Anastasia asked if this was entertaining enough, the orcs all fell silent and looked to the almighty Dongsmasher for his response.

"NAW THAT SHEH HAS BEEN SILENCED, YOU MUST RAPE DA GIRL!" he roared, with a big, toothy grin. However, the moment those words left his mouth, a loud crash was heard, followed by the shaking of earth, and a shower of rocks.

As she turned to face the source of the racket, her gaze fell upon the Death Knight-looking girl, who had taken a leap down into the Orc battle arena. Before Anastasia could even react, the girl turned and punted Annie out of the arena, causing her limp body to go sailing directly into Idalia, who was preparing to intervene, knocking her off her feet and out of sight, with a high-pitched gasp and an 'oomph'.

The Death Knight-looking girl then took a battle stance and shouted at Anastasia "I won't allow that, I've watched you torture the person I'm supposed to be defending for long enough. For your transgressions, you'll face the full wrath of the Dark Goddess", her voice was almost a growl as she began chanting in a language Anastasia did not understand, however some of the words could vaguely be understood as originating from the deep North-West. The arena was suddenly covered in a deep fog, as she completed her first chant, black chains shot from the ground and created a cylindrical chain cage around the edges of the arena.

Dickfuck, for a moment, looked as though he was about to protest to the fight, however, he grabbed his chin as he considered it momentarily, before nodding his head and calling out in his obnoxiously loud voice "I SHALL ALLOW THIS NEW CHALLENGE, LET THE BATTLE BEGIN!"

While Dickfuck was still shouting, the Death Knight-looking girl had already began and completed the second chant, finishing with a shout.

A pulse ran across the arena, after which transparent white figures began rising out of the ground and roaming the Orc Arena, some of them passing through Anastasia's body and causing a chill to run through her.

The girl then backed into the swirling and thickening fog, and shouted from within "I hope you're ready, because I won't be going easy on you."

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Annie screams as she is thrown into the ring on her back. Her vison blurs and she lets out a muffled gasp from the impact. She immediately feels helpless looking when she looks up at Anastasia. "H-hey there. " She blushes a bit. "So did the big scary orc guy just set us up to fight a each other?" The answer quickly becomes apparent as she shrieks when the staff almost hit her in the head. "This is why I hate going out beyond the wall."

She stands up and try's pulling the staff out of the ground. Struggling for a while, she finally pulls it out and loses balance, landing on her ass. She once again looks up at Anastasia. "So has anyone ever told you, that you have nice legs?" She smiles as she tries to alleviate the overwhelming tension that is getting to her. looking around the surrounding area for something to pick up to use against her opponent Annie then stood up as and pulls out her gun attempting to aim for the spectross's arm in order to secure a non-fatal hit Firing off two shots (using Riot) at the spectross, she then trys to run away in an attempt to keep her distances. "I'm sorry about shooting at you but you look spectross Suddenly, the enemy closes the distance between them faster than she would of liked. Before she knew it a giant hammer swung into her ribs, pain shooting through her as she goes particularly flying away a few meters.(edited)
She picks herself back up but was barely bereaving breathing. "I'm....I'm ok I can ....still do this.." She wheezes and limps over to the spectross trying to hit her with the staff that was given to her. "I must do something!" She tells herself, swinging helplessly at her opponent Annie then manages to land her staff on the spectross's shoulder though she quickly saw that just like the bullet it did next to no damage. She wasn't even sure if the spectross felt it. as She looks up, feeling completely helpless "I can't do this." She says, as if realizing the futility of these past few minutes. Her body shivers instinctively as she knows exactly what is about to happen next.

Unable to do anything but watch as the hammer swings back down onto her. She lets out a gasp as the air is knocked out of her, the taste of copper filling her mouth. It wasn't even that painful, she was only conscious for a few moments before everything went black

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Annie Doyle

Dickfuck, the Dongsmasher, roared with laughter as Anastasia crushed Annie's chest with her hammer, and the rest of the orcs had been hooting and laughing during the entire one-sided fight. However, when Anastasia asked if this was entertaining enough, the orcs all fell silent and looked to the almighty Dongsmasher for his response.

"NAW THAT SHEH HAS BEEN SILENCED, YOU MUST RAPE DA GIRL!" he roared, with a big, toothy grin. However, the moment those words left his mouth, a loud crash was heard, followed by the shaking of earth, and a shower of rocks.

After the shower of rocks, Annie felt swift kick to her side, followed by her body being launched into the air, then her body colliding with another, knocking the individual to the ground. Down below, in the pit, Annie could also hear her partner shouting at Anastasia, and Dickfuck approving of the new challenge.

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After her howl attracted the creatures Cee Cee realized she had to act right away. With the heart of crag giving her a boost to her confidence she quickly shed her clothes and drew out the beast. Her body contorted and twisted about. A painful scream was soon replaced with another howl as she gripped her chakram and raced toward her foes.

She threw her chakram at the nearest target, it easily sinking into the rotting flesh and returning to her. She threw again this time her chakram landed flatly against the target, losing all its momentum. The six decrepit bodies lunged at her, all swiping at her with their half rotten hands. Cee Cee, acting with the fierce instinct of the wolf, quickly evaded most of their attacks. Only two of the six opponents managed to hit her. And even the hits that did land were stifled by her newly adorned crag heart. She continued her onslaught against her foes but it quickly became clear that six was far too many to face alone.

Cee Cee doubled back and ran a short ways, hoping to split the pack and improve her chances of success. The maneuver worked to her advantage and half her opponents fell behind and lost interest. Cee Cee was feeling quite weak after the run, realizing just how much the poison and clobbering from the corpses had damaged her, but the beast fought on. She spun on her heels and made a powerful swipe with her chakram. The strange purple magic that possessed the corpse slowly faded away. With only the beast sustaining her life, Cee Cee saw the fallen foe as possibly her only hope to win this battle. She reached out with an empty hand and a blue font of magic poured forth, tethering herself to the now twice dead foe. It took just a moment for the lifeless body to animate yet again. With her new pet, Cee Cee continued her assault, brutally swinging her chakram threw her foes, cleaving off limbs. Just as the last of the enemies fell the beast left her. Naked and bruised she fell to the ground clutching the heat of the crag, surely the only reason she was still alive. She laid there for a few minutes fighting off the remainder of the poison before reaching out to her pet. She had the revenant help her to her feet and after collecting her gear she sought shelter. She could not make it far, but she dare not stay to close to the pulsating purple ground and black spire. She considered the rovers, but she doubted that they would welcome her into camp with a shambling mound of flesh in tow. Instead, she found a quiet place within the woods curled up into a ball, having her revenant sit close by and protect her, should danger find her yet again.

Assuming Cee Cee doesn't get attacked while she is sleeping, once she wakes up she is going to try to find something to eat. So maybe a river for fish or a rabbit or a deer or something. She still really hasn't managed to find anything worth bringing back to the city so she going to stay out her until she does.

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CeeCee

CeeCee rested undisturbed for the entire night(CeeCee's MP and HP have been restored back to maximum.) and chose to search for creatures to bring back to the city and sell.

When CeeCee woke up, she was greeted by her new pet having brought her clothes back to her and rested them, folded, at her feet. CeeCee then packed up her camp and began roaming for game again, re-entering the woods and wandering aimlessly.

As she moved deeper into the woods, she was greeted by the familiar sound of an OwlBear.

"Hoot hoot!"

Looking over her shoulder in the direction of the sound, she saw it just in time to evade its lunge.

It was an abnormally large one, with brown feathers covering its body, a razor sharp black beak, and huge, sharp, black claws. Its yellow eyes showed only race, and its terrifying hooting caused other nearby creatures to flee in terror.

The creature barely missed and cut down an entire tree with the swipe of its claws, then turned around, to face her once again, letting out a fierce cry of rage "Hoot!" and readying itself to attack again.

[mrblah]

Amun didn't have the time to reply as the woman ran off, leaving him with Sir Cole outside the gates of Cielo. "I'm sure things will be fine, Sir Cole. There are many knights in the city. It wouldn't fall so easily to a group of hooded bandi-" Amun was then promptly proven wrong as the great and powerful city of Cielo began to lift up, the gates closing as it happened. He stared in disbelief, not comprehending what he was seeing. Did... did they just lose? And is he being left behind in the backwater and shady city-state that was Fero? ... "God. Damn it."

As the Fero guards arrived to rush at the gates, Amun simply stood still, staring at Cielo raising up. The realization began to sink in, and he began to internally panic. He'd been out of Cielo as it ported down in one of the cities before, but never had Amun ever been left behind. He knows how unlikely it'd be for the city to return to one spot quickly. His home would fly away just like that, along with his family and friends. How would he get back? Where would he stay? Would they notice he was gone? What was he going to do?

In his panic, Amun left Sir Cole to instead follow the guards to the gate, looking up at it in some vain hope that somehow, something would stop those damned monsters, and the city would land down to pick him up.

[lilbooth]

Cee Cee was enjoying a stalk through the woods, the cool breeze and clean air that was so rare within the city. Having just woken up, and traveling on a mostly empty stomach, her senses whereas heightened as they could be. Apparently not as heightened as they need to be though as an owlbear cleaved a tree in two just behind her. Hunting alongside a walking corpse seemed to have attracted one of the forest’s other top predators.

Other than the downed tree and terrifying howl, the sheer size of the beast that stood in front of her was intimidating, to say the least. She Could definitely run and leave the revenant behind to cover her retreat into the denser forest. But a fully grown, or in this case an impressively fully grown male, was far too valuable. Most Owlbears possessed a superior intelligence which made them ruthlessly efficient, predators. Even when stalking, or fighting or stronger foe, a long-lived owlbear can win a fight on almost wit alone.

Despite its sheer size and intelligence, Cee Cee had quickly formulated a plan. She ordered the revenant to attack and she charged at the Owlbear. She had to be conscious of her attacks. No sticks to the back, underside, or neck. A full owlbear pelt was not a small prize, and while it was not the most favorable outcome, it was still a consideration to make. After her first attacks landed and the revenant had wrought the bear with poison, she just had to play it safe. With careful timing and plenty of lucky hits, the owlbear was soon fatigued and beaten down. The owlbear had managed to kill the revenant, but its job had already been done.

Cee Cee slowly lets the monster leave her and approached her prize with caution. A tired and nearly dead owlbear could still likely kill her in a single good swipe. She crouched down next the owlbear and gingerly ran her fingers through his fur. She slowly teased out her magic, hoping now more than ever the bond took hold. But there was a way to attempt to strengthen the bond, that Cee Cee had used before when her magic hadn’t quite done the job.

Cee Cee gradually moved down the owlbears hide, scratching and rubbing as she made her way to towards the owlbears crotch. She grasped it’s scrotum in one hand and vigorously messaged it’s sheath with her other, eager to see what this big boy had in store for her. His hefty testicles were easily three times the size of her fist and felt warm and full. As she teased out his cock she pressed herself into the warm fur. It was the first warmth she had felt outside the city, other than the rush of battle. It was soothing and possibly the most comfortable feeling she had experienced in some time.

It only took a few moments of gentle kneading to produce the desired result, and Cee Cee was far from disappointed. Slowly protruding from beneath the owlbear’s sheath was a gargantuan prick. She wasn’t sure exactly what to expect but, she really shouldn’t have been all that surprised. He was nearly eleven feet nose to tail and must weigh north of twenty-five hundred pounds. Hell his cock alone felt like weighed twenty. His beastly appendage was nearly twenty inches long and six inches of thick juicy girth.

“Why’d you have to go on and hide this on me big boy? Quite the magnum piece... How about I call you Magni” Said Cee Cee as she admired the bounty that laid before her, her crotch burning with excitement. “I’m sure we could have had much more fun with this than with those claws…” She said as she began stroking his shaft. About eighty percent of it was stiff as a board, leaving just a handful, well a very hefty handful, of inches at the top of the phallus flexible. Cee Cee did her best to kiss and suck on the appendage but she couldn’t manage much on her own. “How about a little help Magni?” She said in a teasing tone, shaking her ass at the owlbear. As if he had been waiting for a queue the owlbear immediately snapped into action and easily scooped Cee Cee off the ground with one of his paws.

Magni quickly rolled on his back and placed Cee Cee comfortably on his stomach. He placed one hand around her midsection and wrapped another around her leg. While the owlbear was the most suited for cunnilingus, having a large beak and small tongue, her pet did the best he could to pleasure Cee Cee as she worked. Cee Cee had slowly managed to stretch her mouth open wide enough to accept his massive shaft and as she did she gave him a good smack of encouragement. Magni began slowly bucking his hips forward, plowing his monster dong every so slowly into Cee Cee's tight throat. Magni's thick pulsing cock and intoxicating musk had gotten Cee Cee very excited. Though it seemed Magni has also become quite excited because when Cee Cee attempted to slide her mouth away she was met with major resistance. She struggled against him for a few moments but his considerable strength made her efforts futile. Magni held her firmly and thrusted with reckless abandon. It took Cee Cee nearly a minute of choking and gagging before two large orbs smacked into her face. She grabbed his testicles and squeezed as hard as she could, which produced a powerful hoot from Magni.

Cee Cee managed to force herself off of his cock and rolled onto the forest floor. After a few heavy gasps and a coughing fit Cee Cee looked back towards Magni. now standing on his hind legs with a dripping wet cock. "Is that all you got big boy?" She asked, curling her tail upward and spreading her cheeks, Magni rushed forward and kneeled above Cee Cee, positioning his cock at the entrance of her well-lubricated snatch. He didn't wait for the encouragement this time. He pushed forward deliberately, pinning Cee Cee down to the earth as he thrusts forward. Cee Cee let out a long and pronounced moan as every inch on Magni slid inside of her. Her whole body quivered, her breath was unsteady, she was so light headed she could barely think. All she felt was warmth and an impossible fullness. The moment seemed to drag on forever, absorbed in blissfulness.

For how rough the oral experience was Magni was surprisingly gentle in this current position. Either that or Cee Cee lower orifice was much more receptive than her throat. As Magni increased his pace the sensation became too much for Cee Cee to bear. She tightened around Magni's cock and orgasmed hard. She screamed as it hit her, nearly convulsing as she continuously gasped for breath. Magni still had plenty of fight in him though, and he was far from done. Cee Cee soon slipped out of consciousness as Magni continued his assault. Only to wake as he produced a terribly loud hoot and a fountain of cum. Cee Cee found herself held firmly in Magni's claws with his cock bottomed out into her ravaged pussy. Her abdomen was distended with thick owlbear jizz, that was firmly held in place by Magni's thick shaft. She was held like this. nearly five feet off the ground for the better part of half an hour. After his impressive display, Magni slumped forward, clutching Cee Cee tightly to himself. It seemed now was a good a time for a rest as any.

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OOC I honestly have no clue what im doing next, as in like direction could go back to Calt, but I dont know how they will react to an owlbear in the city.

[Randomizer4]

The escape from the undead rapists felt like a fever dream that followed a nightmare Saphira thought would only end in her death. However, the monsters had ceased but she now only wanted to run. So she did, ignoring everything in her path until she reached a castle she was unfamiliar with. She had seen ruins of such fortifications before, but never one that had actually lasted all this time against all the monsters. Its residents were either very lucky or very powerful and if Saphira had a choice she didn't want to find out which of the two. She was about to stop and actually get her bearings when a strange sound made her turn around.

Saphira grunted unladylike at her bad luck as an earth golem appeared behind her. Calling upon her battered body once again, she set into motion, running towards the castle. Whoever lived there, must have some sort of defense against all the dangers of the wild and Saphira could only pray that they would be willing to let a stranger stay the night. Without trying anything funny...

[Littlemankitten]

Anastasia let the orcs cheer and have their good laugh at the disappointingly one sided fight, waiting for the response. When the orc told her that she had to rape the girl, she immediately opened her mouth to protest, her eyes flaring red at such a request. In a way she expected it but it didn't make her any less ticked off. Before she could say anything though, rocks started pelting her. Turning back towards the arena, she saw the knight that the poor girl was with... punt? Her companion out of the way. Anastasia couldn't help but laugh a little at the knight's speech. She just kicked the girl she was trying to "protect" out of the way then went on to say that Anastasia had abused her enough. This past hour seemed almost comical in the events that have transpired.

Readying herself, Anastasia narrowed her eyes at the knight as she chanted. When the chains formed into a cage around her, she grimaced. She could already tell this fight was going to be tough. Which she welcomed of course. Anastasia enjoyed tough fights. The ghostly figures appearing was very disconcerting. This might be to tough. Regardless, it seemed she had no choice but to fight. At the knights words, Anastasia tried to not let her apprehension show. Grinning, Anastasia spoke back. "Oh, it is you that will have to be ready sunshine." She spat at the girl. As soon as she finished her words Anastasia kicked off the ground in a rush and charged straight for the knight at full speed, swinging her hammer at her.

Amalie gasps audibly when Anastasia charges in her direction, however in the midst of her attack, Anastasia's arm is grabbed by an unknown force, which when combined with Amalie's high speed, causes her attack to only land a glancing blow. The sound of shattering earth is heard as Amalie changes her position.

While Anastasia is searching the fog-filled arena for her opponent, out of the fog appears a creature seemingly composed of black flame, which then charges directly at Anastasia with reckless abandon.

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Anastasia attempts to evade the creature's attack, however, chains from the cage launch out from the sides and hinder her speed, causing her evasion to halted. The Shadow Fiend's attack lands, and for a brief moment, seems to inflict no damage, however a searing pain spreads across her insides, as if the creature set her organs on fire.
From the fog, Amalie laughs cruelly at Anastasia and calls out to her, tauntingly "Shadow Fiends attack you from the inside, your tough hide doesn't matter!" after which, her cruel laughter continues unabated.

Anastasia let out a short, annoyed roar when something grabs her arm, making her attack only barley hit. Looking around for her opponent, only to find she had disappeared. To replace her was a weird, honestly terrifying creature that was charging directly for her. Letting out a startled cry, she attempted to jump out of the way, but the appearance chains that came out of nowhere restricted her movements and allowed the creature to attack her unabated. Scowling at the pain raging inside her, she turned towards the fiend. "Coward! Needing a pet to fight for you? You cant even let me fight your pet fairly! You fucking piece of shit!" Anastasia's eyes blaze brightly, anger suddenly coursing through her. She swings at the creature wildly.

The creature backs off and dodges around Anastasia's wild swings, managing to evade all of them. While Anastasia was preoccupied attacking the Shadow Fiend, Amalie dashed quickly behind her, and in a quick flash, slashed her across her lower back, before disappearing back into the fog, continuing to laugh maniacally.

Anastasia growled softly as she felt her side tear open. Bringing her hand to the new wound she felt the blood slowly trickle out. Only small amounts, it didn't cut very deep. She didn't even notice the fiend swing at her and manage to miss as she let out another roar. Planting her feet into the ground she swing at the fiend one again. "Come out and face me so I can smash your stupid ass face in!"

The Shadow Fiend stands completely still as Anastasia takes another swing at it, the force of the blow knocking its upper half clean off its body, and causing it to collide with the cage's ceiling and dissipate.
As soon as the Shadow Fiend is destroyed, Amalie dashes in front of Anastasia and cuts her across her body, from her hip to her shoulder, as fast as the blink of an eye, and dashes back into the fog, laughing like a mad woman. From the safety of her fog, she taunts her further "I thought you weren't going to hold back! What happened to the mighty Spectross that was standing before me!? I want to fight her instead!" she shouted, through her laughter.

Anastasia barely even cared when she got rid of the annoyance. She looked around wildly and let out another roar. She knew that attack cut much deeper than the previous one, and it was longer. Blood ran across her torso. She didn't care though. She was enraged. This girl was a coward, hiding in the shadows and letting pets fight for her. It was everything she hated in a fight. Anastasia could feel the blood in her veins as her adrenaline kicked in. She didn't move however, and said nothing. IN all her rage she could only just stand there and wait for the girl to strike again. When she did, she would grab her and attempt to throw her to the ground, and if she managed to grab her sword, she would disarm her.

Amalie notices Anastasia standing completely still and attempts to drive-by slash at her again with her Code Breaker, however, surprisingly, especially considering her target is roughly as fast as a frozen snail, the Spectross grabs her suddenly, and slams her down on the ground, knocking the wind out of her in a rush. She attempts to fight her off, but with the wind knocked out of her, she is unable to prevent her from pinning her down and taking her weapon away.

Anastasia closed her eyes, her rage fuelling her senses as she waited for the girl to attack again. She then heard the girl running for her. Which is exactly what Anastasia wanted. Waiting until the last possible moment to strike, Anastasia lashes towards the girl and grabs her arm, hearing the girl let out a squeak of surprise Anastasia used her weight to slam the girl to the ground. The surprise of the attack seems to have gotten the better of her opponent as Anastasia grabs her sword and yank it out of her hands. With a wicked grin Anastasia plays around with it for a little as she holds the girl down. "You know. I don't take kindly to inferior races thinking their equal, or in your case, better than me in a fight..." Flashing the girl a look of insanity she slams the sword into the girls stomach with full force, feeling it go straight through her and into the ground. Anastasia couldn't but giggle a little at how quickly the fight turned.... Or so she thought. Anastasia took a moment to quickly look around, thinking about what to do to the poor girl.

Amalie took the minor distraction as an opportunity to grab her and shove her off, then while she was off balance, she grabbed her sword by the blade and pulled it out of her almost all at once. With her blade now in hand, she rolled into the fog. After skirting around for a while, she would dash back out of the fog and use her Code Breaker to slash across Anastasia's back again, and dash back into the fog. This time, no maniacal laughter or taunting, just dead silence. Probably cause of how injured she was.

Anastasia let out a gasp of surprise when the girl so easily pushed Anastasia off her and pull the sword out of her. This girl didn't know when she was beaten, and that pissed her off. Clearly Anastasia was her better, yet she refused to give in. Then the girl struck Anastasia again, a splatter of blood covering the ground. Anastasia hardly felt it though, her rage at the situation was starting to take her over. She wasn't about to let this girl be considered an equal in a fight. Her vision darkens a little, and her senses dull. Her eyes glowed a bright red, partially visible in the fog. Letting out a roar of frustration and rage, Anastasia picked up her hammer and then dashed towards where the knight was last seen running off to. If she showed herself again, Anastasia would immediately swing her hammer towards her.

Amalie evades the attack, and moves further back into the fog. From outside the fog, Anastasia could see black light gathering into a single area, but before she can react to stop the ability from channeling, Amalie fires the attack directly at her, the attack exploding upon contact, knocking her clean off her feet, and sending her flying against the chain cage around the area. The attack felt as if her insides had been lit on fire, and her skin had been charred.

Anastasia stumbled around for a bit before finally collapsing onto the ground, panting. Searching the fog, she let out a final huff. She felt to weakened by the attack to continue on. Her rage quickly subsided and she just focused on not letting herself bleed to much. "Alright fine, I give. Your stronger than I thought, and I can respect that." Anastasia coughed out some blood and closed her eyes. Even if she lost, she wounded the knight probably just as much as she wounded herself, so she couldn't be to mad about the result.

[starwacher]

Annie cringes on the ground, and does her best to look around, as the Dickfuck's shouting that Anastasia is supposed to rape her, forces her to come to, to some degree, her fuzzy mind wondering what was going on, as she was showered by the debris.

Right as her vision was clearing up, a sudden kick to her side caused searing pain to spread through her body, as she suddenly felt weightless, feeling herself sent through the air and out of the Orc Battle Pit. As the ground fell away from her, she felt herself collide with something small and soft, knocking it to the ground, this new thing breaking her fall.

Rising up the best she could, she looked beneath her, to find that it was the Spectross Girl's companion that she had collided with and fell on. Seeing the lovely girl beneath her, she felt herself blush, due to the close proximity of their faces, as she attempted to break the awkward atmosphere by cracking a joke "H-hello... sorry for dropping in like that... a-are you alright?"

[Nobudi]

Lucia knew that the lack of noise coming from the Knight's Barracks as unnatural. There was only a noise, a slight sound that someone would overlook without ever realizing, but that sound was enough for the hairs on the back of her neck to raise. The grunt above her head made her freeze for a second, as one of the beings, perhaps the same one she had been tracking earlier, leapt down and out of the shadows of the ceiling, only missing her by a few hand. Her vision immediately began to blur and shake. Her sudden confusion turned to clarity, as she realized that even if it had missed leaping on top of her, she had been blindsided with a kick to the head. Pulling both guns out, she immediately shook off any vertigo and saw that her enemy had done likewise in pulling out a weapon.

The battle began as soon as she shot, without any hesitation to the gun being drawn against her, she raised her hand and shot. Taking the gun out of the equation. Useful skill to have, but it ate up her concentration too quickly for long term use. A single shot followed up, but this thing was fast, not even taking grazing shots at close quarters. It retaliated immediately, a clothesline that left her breathless for a second. She disengaged for a second, having only time to pull both triggers once. That was in vain, as it only left grazing hits on her target. Those grazing shots must have meant something to the target, since the left attack, a kick to her side definitely left her winded, and she was certain that there might have been the sound of one of her ribs cracking. Undeterred by the fact that her life was not in danger, she concentrated again and managed to fire a trio of rounds right into the center of mass. It must have made a difference to the being, as the next attack was a savage swipe that left her rolling across the floor. Wheezing and spitting up blood, Lucia never the less didn't stop firing into the center of mass.

But when it didn't go down, her heart sank. However, it did seem that the being was very hurt, as it immediately retreated to the shadows, leaving behind its hat. Will wheezing and tearing up from the pain, Lucia wiped the blood dripping down from the corner of her mouth and took the hat. It was a strange piece of gear. Almost as if it were a piece of armor. She put it on and immediately felt... stronger. This was sometime to be noted. Now that she was alone, she had to stagger her way back. Sticking to the shadows, she had to make her way home. The safest place to be, right?

[RandomRoninKitten]

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Amun didn't have the time to reply as the woman ran off, leaving him with Sir Cole outside the gates of Cielo. "I'm sure things will be fine, Sir Cole. There are many knights in the city. It wouldn't fall so easily to a group of hooded bandi-" Amun was then promptly proven wrong as the great and powerful city of Cielo began to lift up, the gates closing as it happened. He stared in disbelief, not comprehending what he was seeing. Did... did they just lose? And is he being left behind in the backwater and shady city-state that was Fero? ... "God. Damn it."

As the Fero guards arrived to rush at the gates, Amun simply stood still, staring at Cielo raising up. The realization began to sink in, and he began to internally panic. He'd been out of Cielo as it ported down in one of the cities before, but never had Amun ever been left behind. He knows how unlikely it'd be for the city to return to one spot quickly. His home would fly away just like that, along with his family and friends. How would he get back? Where would he stay? Would they notice he was gone? What was he going to do?

In his panic, Amun left Sir Cole to instead follow the guards to the gate, looking up at it in some vain hope that somehow, something would stop those damned monsters, and the city would land down to pick him up.

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Amun Khufu

A one of the Black-Armored guards threw down his Halberd angrily as he stared up at the rising city, cursing in some unknown language. Some of the other guards discussed among themselves possibilities regarding what could be done with a hijacked flying city. One, a woman in black armor, with her brown hair flowing out of her full face helmet suggests that they could be holding the residents hostage. Another, a big strong knight, only slightly smaller than Sir Cole, which was no small feat, suggests they could be intending to crash it.

Another woman, covered head to toe in black armor, spoke up "The group was exiled from Monsterpololis, and the city is flying in that direction, even now as it is still lifting off."

Sir Cole pulled himself over to Amun, dragging himself across the ground, amidst the confusion "My boy, I have a plan to help you get back into the city and stop those men... however it's very dangerous." he said, slipping his hand under his chest plate and pulling out an onyx pendant on a leather strap , using his other hand to lift Amun's and turn it over, placing the pendant into his hand. "Put this on and climb onto that platform over there, then I'll get you over the walls. It's the only way that we can save the city." he said, motioning towards a black, wooden platform, attached to a second platform with some wheels on it, by a long, cube-shaped board. As soon as the pendant is in Amun's hand, he feels a strange sense of safety, and the faint sound of music fills his head.

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Cee Cee was enjoying a stalk through the woods, the cool breeze and clean air that was so rare within the city. Having just woken up, and traveling on a mostly empty stomach, her senses whereas heightened as they could be. Apparently not as heightened as they need to be though as an owlbear cleaved a tree in two just behind her. Hunting alongside a walking corpse seemed to have attracted one of the forest’s other top predators.

Other than the downed tree and terrifying howl, the sheer size of the beast that stood in front of her was intimidating, to say the least. She Could definitely run and leave the revenant behind to cover her retreat into the denser forest. But a fully grown, or in this case an impressively fully grown male, was far too valuable. Most Owlbears possessed a superior intelligence which made them ruthlessly efficient, predators. Even when stalking, or fighting or stronger foe, a long-lived owlbear can win a fight on almost wit alone.

Despite its sheer size and intelligence, Cee Cee had quickly formulated a plan. She ordered the revenant to attack and she charged at the Owlbear. She had to be conscious of her attacks. No sticks to the back, underside, or neck. A full owlbear pelt was not a small prize, and while it was not the most favorable outcome, it was still a consideration to make. After her first attacks landed and the revenant had wrought the bear with poison, she just had to play it safe. With careful timing and plenty of lucky hits, the owlbear was soon fatigued and beaten down. The owlbear had managed to kill the revenant, but its job had already been done.

Cee Cee slowly lets the monster leave her and approached her prize with caution. A tired and nearly dead owlbear could still likely kill her in a single good swipe. She crouched down next the owlbear and gingerly ran her fingers through his fur. She slowly teased out her magic, hoping now more than ever the bond took hold. But there was a way to attempt to strengthen the bond, that Cee Cee had used before when her magic hadn’t quite done the job.

Cee Cee gradually moved down the owlbears hide, scratching and rubbing as she made her way to towards the owlbears crotch. She grasped it’s scrotum in one hand and vigorously messaged it’s sheath with her other, eager to see what this big boy had in store for her. His hefty testicles were easily three times the size of her fist and felt warm and full. As she teased out his cock she pressed herself into the warm fur. It was the first warmth she had felt outside the city, other than the rush of battle. It was soothing and possibly the most comfortable feeling she had experienced in some time.

It only took a few moments of gentle kneading to produce the desired result, and Cee Cee was far from disappointed. Slowly protruding from beneath the owlbear’s sheath was a gargantuan prick. She wasn’t sure exactly what to expect but, she really shouldn’t have been all that surprised. He was nearly eleven feet nose to tail and must weigh north of twenty-five hundred pounds. Hell his cock alone felt like weighed twenty. His beastly appendage was nearly twenty inches long and six inches of thick juicy girth.

“Why’d you have to go on and hide this on me big boy? Quite the magnum piece... How about I call you Magni” Said Cee Cee as she admired the bounty that laid before her, her crotch burning with excitement. “I’m sure we could have had much more fun with this than with those claws…” She said as she began stroking his shaft. About eighty percent of it was stiff as a board, leaving just a handful, well a very hefty handful, of inches at the top of the phallus flexible. Cee Cee did her best to kiss and suck on the appendage but she couldn’t manage much on her own. “How about a little help Magni?” She said in a teasing tone, shaking her ass at the owlbear. As if he had been waiting for a queue the owlbear immediately snapped into action and easily scooped Cee Cee off the ground with one of his paws.

Magni quickly rolled on his back and placed Cee Cee comfortably on his stomach. He placed one hand around her midsection and wrapped another around her leg. While the owlbear was the most suited for cunnilingus, having a large beak and small tongue, her pet did the best he could to pleasure Cee Cee as she worked. Cee Cee had slowly managed to stretch her mouth open wide enough to accept his massive shaft and as she did she gave him a good smack of encouragement. Magni began slowly bucking his hips forward, plowing his monster dong every so slowly into Cee Cee's tight throat. Magni's thick pulsing cock and intoxicating musk had gotten Cee Cee very excited. Though it seemed Magni has also become quite excited because when Cee Cee attempted to slide her mouth away she was met with major resistance. She struggled against him for a few moments but his considerable strength made her efforts futile. Magni held her firmly and thrusted with reckless abandon. It took Cee Cee nearly a minute of choking and gagging before two large orbs smacked into her face. She grabbed his testicles and squeezed as hard as she could, which produced a powerful hoot from Magni.

Cee Cee managed to force herself off of his cock and rolled onto the forest floor. After a few heavy gasps and a coughing fit Cee Cee looked back towards Magni. now standing on his hind legs with a dripping wet cock. "Is that all you got big boy?" She asked, curling her tail upward and spreading her cheeks, Magni rushed forward and kneeled above Cee Cee, positioning his cock at the entrance of her well-lubricated snatch. He didn't wait for the encouragement this time. He pushed forward deliberately, pinning Cee Cee down to the earth as he thrusts forward. Cee Cee let out a long and pronounced moan as every inch on Magni slid inside of her. Her whole body quivered, her breath was unsteady, she was so light headed she could barely think. All she felt was warmth and an impossible fullness. The moment seemed to drag on forever, absorbed in blissfulness.

For how rough the oral experience was Magni was surprisingly gentle in this current position. Either that or Cee Cee lower orifice was much more receptive than her throat. As Magni increased his pace the sensation became too much for Cee Cee to bear. She tightened around Magni's cock and orgasmed hard. She screamed as it hit her, nearly convulsing as she continuously gasped for breath. Magni still had plenty of fight in him though, and he was far from done. Cee Cee soon slipped out of consciousness as Magni continued his assault. Only to wake as he produced a terribly loud hoot and a fountain of cum. Cee Cee found herself held firmly in Magni's claws with his cock bottomed out into her ravaged pussy. Her abdomen was distended with thick owlbear jizz, that was firmly held in place by Magni's thick shaft. She was held like this. nearly five feet off the ground for the better part of half an hour. After his impressive display, Magni slumped forward, clutching Cee Cee tightly to himself. It seemed now was a good a time for a rest as any.

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CeeCee

After CeeCee and her new companion, Magni, were fully rested, and the camp was packed up, as CeeCee was deciding which way to go, as if to help, the wind started to pick up drastically. Very drastically.

The wind grew so powerful that trees around the pair were beginning to bend and break, with some being torn out of the ground. Lightning began to arc across the sky above them, and black clouds rolled across the sky, obscuring the sun.

This situation was among an adventurer's worst nightmares, as a black sky meant that it may as well have just suddenly became night, and that the second most dangerous creatures, the creatures of the night, would be waking up in the next few hours.

However, the more immediate concern was the fact that the clouds, wind, and lightning were beginning to take shape, forming an abomination that all humanoids feared



Forming behind them, blocking their path back home, was a Storm Elemental. Despite not typically being after anything, and just roaming, this creature usually caused massive and widespread destruction in its wake, while basically just sight-seeing.

The size of several entire kingdoms stacked ontop of each other, and just as wide, the creature began to walk forward, slowly, on legs made of tornadoes, with arms of lightning swinging at its sides, sending out arcs, seemingly automatically, reducing tall trees to cinders in an instant.

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The escape from the undead rapists felt like a fever dream that followed a nightmare Saphira thought would only end in her death. However, the monsters had ceased but she now only wanted to run. So she did, ignoring everything in her path until she reached a castle she was unfamiliar with. She had seen ruins of such fortifications before, but never one that had actually lasted all this time against all the monsters. Its residents were either very lucky or very powerful and if Saphira had a choice she didn't want to find out which of the two. She was about to stop and actually get her bearings when a strange sound made her turn around.

Saphira grunted unladylike at her bad luck as an earth golem appeared behind her. Calling upon her battered body once again, she set into motion, running towards the castle. Whoever lived there, must have some sort of defense against all the dangers of the wild and Saphira could only pray that they would be willing to let a stranger stay the night. Without trying anything funny...

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Saphira Perinther

SPEED CHECK: PASS

Saphira manages to move quick enough to get to the Castle Gate, with the Golem right on her tail, and begins pounding on the door to let the residents know that she's there, and desperately needs to be let in, however, the Golem makes a grab for her.

SPEED CHECK: PASS

Saphira dodges the grab, and the Castle Gates swing open just in time to let her in before the Golem's next attack, opening just enough to let her through, and shutting immediately after, with expert timing. The Golem can be heard outside letting out loud, angry roars, however, without even trying to get into the castle, it begins retreating, shaking the earth with each step.

Within the castle is a surprisingly beautiful sight. The floor is covered by a red and gold rug, and along the walls are portraits of people, young and old, that Saphira doesn't recognize, and tables holding expensive-looking vases, with flowers within, of all colors of the rainbow, including flowers Saphira had never seen during her travels. Every door is painted red, with gold trim, and golden knobs, with multiple locks on them. Suits of armor from each of the major cities, and cities Saphira had only heard of, as well as suits with coats of arms she didn't recognize, were standing in every corner. However, the tapestries, crimson red, did display the coat of arms of the castle owners, a golden three-pronged claw. A talon?

After Saphira has finished taking in her surroundings, she noticed that she wasn't alone. Standing, patiently, nearby was a hunched old man, wearing a red robe, with golden trim, and golden tassels dangling from the hood. Standing on either side of the gate was a knight, wearing golden armor, with a red cloak and black pants. Their helmets had a T-shaped opening, however their faces could not be seen, through the shadow of their helmets.

The old man cleared his throat, and seemingly ignoring the condition of Saphira's clothes, and her body in general, spoke up "Welcome, young traveler, what brings you to my humble castle, and what may I do for you?" he asked, with a completely straight face.

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Annie cringes on the ground, and does her best to look around, as the Dickfuck's shouting that Anastasia is supposed to rape her, forces her to come to, to some degree, her fuzzy mind wondering what was going on, as she was showered by the debris.

Right as her vision was clearing up, a sudden kick to her side caused searing pain to spread through her body, as she suddenly felt weightless, feeling herself sent through the air and out of the Orc Battle Pit. As the ground fell away from her, she felt herself collide with something small and soft, knocking it to the ground, this new thing breaking her fall.

Rising up the best she could, she looked beneath her, to find that it was the Spectross Girl's companion that she had collided with and fell on. Seeing the lovely girl beneath her, she felt herself blush, due to the close proximity of their faces, as she attempted to break the awkward atmosphere by cracking a joke "H-hello... sorry for dropping in like that... a-are you alright?"

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Annie Doyle

The dark-haired girl in the purple frock that she had landed on groaned and shoved her off, and into the dirt, then stood up and brushed herself off as she made her way to the cage, looking out over the arena. "The fight is still continuing, I have to get in there!" she she said, just loud enough for Annie to hear, before taking several steps back and flicking her wrists. She started swinging her arms at the cage, and while impacts could be heard, and glimmers of light reflected off of something being swung back and forth, what the girl was hitting the cage with could not be seen. Despite her best efforts, the chain cage did not budge and she was forced to watch as the battle concluded without her interference.

As soon as the cage dissipated, the girl jumped down into the arena, and rushed past Amalie. It looked as though the girl gave her an angry glare, however, if she had, it was so brief that Annie couldn't be sure.

With the battle over, Dickfuck stood and clapped, and in his usual voice, one which sounded like a scream contorting itself into words, he stated "VEH-EE WELL DONE, HUMIE GITZ, DEH AW-MIGH-EE DICKFUCK IS INDEED IMPRESSED! IN FACT, DIS FIGHT WAS SO ENTEH-TAININ' DAT I GIVE YOU FREE PASSAGE THRUH DIS 'ERE CAMP TODAY AND AWE FUTUH DAYZ! NOW, GERDZ, LET DEEZ 'UMIE GITZ THRUH!" he said, sitting back down on his throne. The guards all parted back to their posts, and bowed.

With the looming threat gone, Amalie nodded to Anastasia, then made her way out of the Arena, and up to Annie, lifting her to her feet so that she could walk again.

Down in the Arena, the girl in the purple frock was now on her knees in the dirst, holding out her blooding hand to the Spectross. As she did this, however, she looked up at Annie and Amalie and asked, not shouting, yet also loud enough for them to hear "So, what brings the two of you out here?" a smug look on her face.

ANNIE IS NOW CONSIDERED RESTED AND FULLY HEALED.

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Anastasia let the orcs cheer and have their good laugh at the disappointingly one sided fight, waiting for the response. When the orc told her that she had to rape the girl, she immediately opened her mouth to protest, her eyes flaring red at such a request. In a way she expected it but it didn't make her any less ticked off. Before she could say anything though, rocks started pelting her. Turning back towards the arena, she saw the knight that the poor girl was with... punt? Her companion out of the way. Anastasia couldn't help but laugh a little at the knight's speech. She just kicked the girl she was trying to "protect" out of the way then went on to say that Anastasia had abused her enough. This past hour seemed almost comical in the events that have transpired.

Readying herself, Anastasia narrowed her eyes at the knight as she chanted. When the chains formed into a cage around her, she grimaced. She could already tell this fight was going to be tough. Which she welcomed of course. Anastasia enjoyed tough fights. The ghostly figures appearing was very disconcerting. This might be to tough. Regardless, it seemed she had no choice but to fight. At the knights words, Anastasia tried to not let her apprehension show. Grinning, Anastasia spoke back. "Oh, it is you that will have to be ready sunshine." She spat at the girl. As soon as she finished her words Anastasia kicked off the ground in a rush and charged straight for the knight at full speed, swinging her hammer at her.

Amalie gasps audibly when Anastasia charges in her direction, however in the midst of her attack, Anastasia's arm is grabbed by an unknown force, which when combined with Amalie's high speed, causes her attack to only land a glancing blow. The sound of shattering earth is heard as Amalie changes her position.

While Anastasia is searching the fog-filled arena for her opponent, out of the fog appears a creature seemingly composed of black flame, which then charges directly at Anastasia with reckless abandon.

Anastasia attempts to evade the creature's attack, however, chains from the cage launch out from the sides and hinder her speed, causing her evasion to halted. The Shadow Fiend's attack lands, and for a brief moment, seems to inflict no damage, however a searing pain spreads across her insides, as if the creature set her organs on fire.
From the fog, Amalie laughs cruelly at Anastasia and calls out to her, tauntingly "Shadow Fiends attack you from the inside, your tough hide doesn't matter!" after which, her cruel laughter continues unabated.

Anastasia let out a short, annoyed roar when something grabs her arm, making her attack only barley hit. Looking around for her opponent, only to find she had disappeared. To replace her was a weird, honestly terrifying creature that was charging directly for her. Letting out a startled cry, she attempted to jump out of the way, but the appearance chains that came out of nowhere restricted her movements and allowed the creature to attack her unabated. Scowling at the pain raging inside her, she turned towards the fiend. "Coward! Needing a pet to fight for you? You cant even let me fight your pet fairly! You fucking piece of shit!" Anastasia's eyes blaze brightly, anger suddenly coursing through her. She swings at the creature wildly.

The creature backs off and dodges around Anastasia's wild swings, managing to evade all of them. While Anastasia was preoccupied attacking the Shadow Fiend, Amalie dashed quickly behind her, and in a quick flash, slashed her across her lower back, before disappearing back into the fog, continuing to laugh maniacally.

Anastasia growled softly as she felt her side tear open. Bringing her hand to the new wound she felt the blood slowly trickle out. Only small amounts, it didn't cut very deep. She didn't even notice the fiend swing at her and manage to miss as she let out another roar. Planting her feet into the ground she swing at the fiend one again. "Come out and face me so I can smash your stupid ass face in!"

The Shadow Fiend stands completely still as Anastasia takes another swing at it, the force of the blow knocking its upper half clean off its body, and causing it to collide with the cage's ceiling and dissipate.
As soon as the Shadow Fiend is destroyed, Amalie dashes in front of Anastasia and cuts her across her body, from her hip to her shoulder, as fast as the blink of an eye, and dashes back into the fog, laughing like a mad woman. From the safety of her fog, she taunts her further "I thought you weren't going to hold back! What happened to the mighty Spectross that was standing before me!? I want to fight her instead!" she shouted, through her laughter.

Anastasia barely even cared when she got rid of the annoyance. She looked around wildly and let out another roar. She knew that attack cut much deeper than the previous one, and it was longer. Blood ran across her torso. She didn't care though. She was enraged. This girl was a coward, hiding in the shadows and letting pets fight for her. It was everything she hated in a fight. Anastasia could feel the blood in her veins as her adrenaline kicked in. She didn't move however, and said nothing. IN all her rage she could only just stand there and wait for the girl to strike again. When she did, she would grab her and attempt to throw her to the ground, and if she managed to grab her sword, she would disarm her.

Amalie notices Anastasia standing completely still and attempts to drive-by slash at her again with her Code Breaker, however, surprisingly, especially considering her target is roughly as fast as a frozen snail, the Spectross grabs her suddenly, and slams her down on the ground, knocking the wind out of her in a rush. She attempts to fight her off, but with the wind knocked out of her, she is unable to prevent her from pinning her down and taking her weapon away.

Anastasia closed her eyes, her rage fuelling her senses as she waited for the girl to attack again. She then heard the girl running for her. Which is exactly what Anastasia wanted. Waiting until the last possible moment to strike, Anastasia lashes towards the girl and grabs her arm, hearing the girl let out a squeak of surprise Anastasia used her weight to slam the girl to the ground. The surprise of the attack seems to have gotten the better of her opponent as Anastasia grabs her sword and yank it out of her hands. With a wicked grin Anastasia plays around with it for a little as she holds the girl down. "You know. I don't take kindly to inferior races thinking their equal, or in your case, better than me in a fight..." Flashing the girl a look of insanity she slams the sword into the girls stomach with full force, feeling it go straight through her and into the ground. Anastasia couldn't but giggle a little at how quickly the fight turned.... Or so she thought. Anastasia took a moment to quickly look around, thinking about what to do to the poor girl.

Amalie took the minor distraction as an opportunity to grab her and shove her off, then while she was off balance, she grabbed her sword by the blade and pulled it out of her almost all at once. With her blade now in hand, she rolled into the fog. After skirting around for a while, she would dash back out of the fog and use her Code Breaker to slash across Anastasia's back again, and dash back into the fog. This time, no maniacal laughter or taunting, just dead silence. Probably cause of how injured she was.

Anastasia let out a gasp of surprise when the girl so easily pushed Anastasia off her and pull the sword out of her. This girl didn't know when she was beaten, and that pissed her off. Clearly Anastasia was her better, yet she refused to give in. Then the girl struck Anastasia again, a splatter of blood covering the ground. Anastasia hardly felt it though, her rage at the situation was starting to take her over. She wasn't about to let this girl be considered an equal in a fight. Her vision darkens a little, and her senses dull. Her eyes glowed a bright red, partially visible in the fog. Letting out a roar of frustration and rage, Anastasia picked up her hammer and then dashed towards where the knight was last seen running off to. If she showed herself again, Anastasia would immediately swing her hammer towards her.

Amalie evades the attack, and moves further back into the fog. From outside the fog, Anastasia could see black light gathering into a single area, but before she can react to stop the ability from channeling, Amalie fires the attack directly at her, the attack exploding upon contact, knocking her clean off her feet, and sending her flying against the chain cage around the area. The attack felt as if her insides had been lit on fire, and her skin had been charred.

Anastasia stumbled around for a bit before finally collapsing onto the ground, panting. Searching the fog, she let out a final huff. She felt to weakened by the attack to continue on. Her rage quickly subsided and she just focused on not letting herself bleed to much. "Alright fine, I give. Your stronger than I thought, and I can respect that." Anastasia coughed out some blood and closed her eyes. Even if she lost, she wounded the knight probably just as much as she wounded herself, so she couldn't be to mad about the result.

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Anastasia Ursa

The Death Knight started to walk passed Anastasia, but suddenly doubled over and coughed up an unhealthy-looking amount of blood, but then, shakily, forced herself to stand back up and walk past Anastasia, making her way out of the Arena, mumbling to her on her way past "Well-played..." weakly.

As she left, Idalia jumped down into the trench and made her way, briskly, past The Death Knight. For an instant, it looked like she flashed he a look of anger, however if she did, it was so brief that Anastasia couldn't be sure.

Up above, Dickfuck could be heard clapping, and shouting down to them from his throne in his usual voice, one which sounded like a scream contorting itself into words, he stated "VEH-EE WELL DONE, HUMIE GITZ, DEH AW-MIGH-EE DICKFUCK IS INDEED IMPRESSED! IN FACT, DIS FIGHT WAS SO ENTEH-TAININ' DAT I GIVE YOU FREE PASSAGE THRUH DIS 'ERE CAMP TODAY AND AWE FUTUH DAYZ! NOW, GERDZ, LET DEEZ 'UMIE GITZ THRUH!" he said, sitting back down on his throne. The guards all parted back to their posts, and bowed.

Idalia stooped down beside Anastasia and pulled out an Onyx-bladed knife and ran it across her palm, drawing blood, then squeezed her fingers into the wound to force more out. As she did this, she piped up "Here, drink this..." she said, holding her hand out to Anastasia "If you do, it'll heal your wounds and restore your Stamina..." she continued, as the blood ran down her wrist and onto the ground.

As she waited for Anastia's response, she looked up at Annie, now standing up, due to Amalie helping her to her feet, and shouted to them "So, what brings the two of you out here, hmm?" however, the way she asked the question implied she knew the answer, as did the smug look on her face.

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Lucia knew that the lack of noise coming from the Knight's Barracks as unnatural. There was only a noise, a slight sound that someone would overlook without ever realizing, but that sound was enough for the hairs on the back of her neck to raise. The grunt above her head made her freeze for a second, as one of the beings, perhaps the same one she had been tracking earlier, leapt down and out of the shadows of the ceiling, only missing her by a few hand. Her vision immediately began to blur and shake. Her sudden confusion turned to clarity, as she realized that even if it had missed leaping on top of her, she had been blindsided with a kick to the head. Pulling both guns out, she immediately shook off any vertigo and saw that her enemy had done likewise in pulling out a weapon.

The battle began as soon as she shot, without any hesitation to the gun being drawn against her, she raised her hand and shot. Taking the gun out of the equation. Useful skill to have, but it ate up her concentration too quickly for long term use. A single shot followed up, but this thing was fast, not even taking grazing shots at close quarters. It retaliated immediately, a clothesline that left her breathless for a second. She disengaged for a second, having only time to pull both triggers once. That was in vain, as it only left grazing hits on her target. Those grazing shots must have meant something to the target, since the left attack, a kick to her side definitely left her winded, and she was certain that there might have been the sound of one of her ribs cracking. Undeterred by the fact that her life was not in danger, she concentrated again and managed to fire a trio of rounds right into the center of mass. It must have made a difference to the being, as the next attack was a savage swipe that left her rolling across the floor. Wheezing and spitting up blood, Lucia never the less didn't stop firing into the center of mass.

But when it didn't go down, her heart sank. However, it did seem that the being was very hurt, as it immediately retreated to the shadows, leaving behind its hat. Will wheezing and tearing up from the pain, Lucia wiped the blood dripping down from the corner of her mouth and took the hat. It was a strange piece of gear. Almost as if it were a piece of armor. She put it on and immediately felt... stronger. This was sometime to be noted. Now that she was alone, she had to stagger her way back. Sticking to the shadows, she had to make her way home. The safest place to be, right?

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LuLu

LuLu chooses to make her way home, abandoning her prior objective and making her way down the streets. Things seemed to be getting gradually worse, with citizens now panicking and roaming the streets aimlessly, just seeking to get away from the invaders, and with knights heading from all corners of the city, towards the control room.

LuLu managed to reach her home, however what greeted her was not a welcome sight. Her home had been lit ablaze, and screams were emanating from within, however, as soon as she arrived, her personal Maid, a beast-girl, who had fox ears and a fox tail, and long black hair, and blue eyes, came tumbling out one of the windows, shattering it in the process, however seemingly unhurt, though her clothes black with ash and soot, and her face twisted in panic, she ran to LuLu, recognizing her immediately, and threw her arms around her, crying. "Miss, I'm so glad you're here! Your home suddenly caught on fire, and some strange creature with a cane and top-hat jumped away as soon it happened! The rest of your family's servants were locked inside, as was I, but I couldn't save them, the doors seem to be barred from both sides, and I can't get them opened! Your family is missing as well! I don't know what to do!" she shouted, all of the words coming out one after another in a rush. She started to say something else, but the entire left side of the Cielo mansion shattered in a massive explosion that knocked both LuLu and her maid to the ground with crushing force. When LuLu's maid looked at the partly destroyed house, she began to cry over harder, holding her face in her hands.

[Littlemankitten]

Anastasia paid no mind to the Death Knight's state as she walked passed, but gave a curt nod to her comment. She was in great pain herself, while not wounded much on the outside aside from a large but not deep cut that stretched across her torso, she felt like her insides where on fire, and that she had been stabbed similarly to what she did to the knight. She coughed out some black ooze onto the ground and groaned. She then looked over to Idalia, who had ran over to her. Giving her a wry smile she said. "I think it was a draw." As she said that she coughed out some more of the ooze and struggled to straighten herself out. Anastasia wasn't really paying attention to the what the giant orc was saying, she picked up that she was allowed through, but she wasn't sure if she could move right now. Then Idalia started cutting her hand, and Anastasia frowned and shook her head. "What kind of healing power is that? Sounds like some kind of fucked off version of what the Spectross should be able to do... I swear if this makes me worse I'm going to make what I did to that knight look like child's play. I've never even seen anything heal someone except with potions or extensive medical care, how is this even supposed to help?" Despite her mumblings, she brought her mouth to Idalia's hand and started licking the blood. She wasn't sure what she expected, but that was definitely blood. Despite her skepticism, her body started feeling number and cooler, and the pain slightly subsided. She still didn't feel perfect, but to her amazement. It felt like it worked. "What kinda sorcery..." She started to say something but else but just mumbled incoherently, to amazed to form a real sentence.

[lilbooth]

Cee Cee post-battle, post-romp rest was interrupted by the howling wind and terrible sounds of cracking trees. When her eyes found the source she was filled with terror and wonder. She had seen elementals before, beings of pure destructive power, but only from behind the thick steel wall of Calt. Being out in the forest with the front row seat was certainly a much more invigorating experience. But with no protection, Cee Cee knew that she had to move, and fast. She roused Magni as fast as she could and hoped on his back. "We've got to get out of here big boy. As fast as we can!" She shouted, struggling to have her voice overcome the wind. With the way to Calt blocked, she turned south, bounding through the woods as fast as they could. Once they where clear of the forest and into tundra she would be able to navigate them somewhere safe, or at least safer than here.

[mrblah]

Amun looked around at the guards, noting their confusion yet apparently superior knowledge regarding the situation. Monsterpololis? Exiled? Seemed like their was more to the strange terrorists than he thought. He was a bit worried at the idea of hostages having been taken, and it seemed logical if these Monsterpololis exiles wanted to crash Cielo into their old home as vengeance... but that seemed a little bit much over being exiled. Definitely not reason enough to steal his home from him...

He swore under his breath again, but the initial panic began to bleed away. He had to stay calm. Had to think about his options... when Sir Cole approached and gave him the pendant. The vestiges of Amun's panic was quick to dissipate, as the safe feeling left him calm and assured as he usually was. The strange music was actually rather pleasant as well. What a strange pendant. "If you believe it'll help Cielo, then I'll trust you." He gave a nod to Sir Cole, walking over to stand where directed.

"But what about you?" It was a question he would probably not have cared to ask if he hadn't seen the knight's previous performance, but he was a skilled combatant. In this crisis, he was definitely more important to have than Amun. "In this time, would it not be better to have someone as powerful as yourself instead of me?"

[Nobudi]

Her home. It had been there as long as she could remember. Everything was usually kept pristine. She couldn't remember all the countless times they had hired help to get a dent out of a wall or replace a smashed window. It wasn't... It couldn't be like this. Lucia stood in shock at her home. What was probably once her home. It couldn't be. Not anymore. The fire blazed, and only her personal maid seemed to have dragged herself from the still burning ruins of her home. "Yoko," she murmured, "What should we do now?"

The screams only escalated as an explosion rocked the ground beneath them, and she tumbled down to the ground in a daze, not realizing the hot tears streaming down her shell shocked expression. Her agape jaw hardened into a hard, narrow line. She rubbed her eyes with her sleeve. This wasn't the time for tears. She ran over to the right side of the mansion, looking for methods to get in, and hopefully save what little remained of her family's servants.

[starwacher]

Annie lets out a small gasp as she gets tossed off the girl and stumbles to her he girl and stumbles to her feet. She walks over to the cage “Whos fighting now?” She looks at the cage to see if maybe there was a lock to pick.

But the cage dissipated before she could do anything to it Annie also takes note of girls glare towards Amalie. Annie gladly takes Amalie's aid and looks over to her. "Are you ok Amailie? I wasn’t really able to see the fight very well thanks to the fog.” She sighs. “I'm sorry I got us into this mess.” When the girl that she landed on looks over to Annie she attempts to read the expression on her face. She had a funny feeling this could be one of the debt collectors who were after the man she's been trying to find. It was more of a hunch than anything and she hoped she was wrong. Either way she was about to find out. (if I can I would like spend point to use Periphery to tell ore get roll Mentality to tell if this is the case but she meant able read face rather well) “I could ask you the same thing but in order keep my client safe I can’t really disclose much in the way of information.”

[RandomRoninKitten]

Littlemankitten/Anastasia Ursa

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Anastasia paid no mind to the Death Knight's state as she walked passed, but gave a curt nod to her comment. She was in great pain herself, while not wounded much on the outside aside from a large but not deep cut that stretched across her torso, she felt like her insides where on fire, and that she had been stabbed similarly to what she did to the knight. She coughed out some black ooze onto the ground and groaned. She then looked over to Idalia, who had ran over to her. Giving her a wry smile she said. "I think it was a draw." As she said that she coughed out some more of the ooze and struggled to straighten herself out. Anastasia wasn't really paying attention to the what the giant orc was saying, she picked up that she was allowed through, but she wasn't sure if she could move right now. Then Idalia started cutting her hand, and Anastasia frowned and shook her head. "What kind of healing power is that? Sounds like some kind of fucked off version of what the Spectross should be able to do... I swear if this makes me worse I'm going to make what I did to that knight look like child's play. I've never even seen anything heal someone except with potions or extensive medical care, how is this even supposed to help?" Despite her mumblings, she brought her mouth to Idalia's hand and started licking the blood. She wasn't sure what she expected, but that was definitely blood. Despite her skepticism, her body started feeling number and cooler, and the pain slightly subsided. She still didn't feel perfect, but to her amazement. It felt like it worked. "What kinda sorcery..." She started to say something but else but just mumbled incoherently, to amazed to form a real sentence.

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Anastasia recovers 5 HP.

Idalia doesn't reply to Anastasia's question, she instead scowls at the redhead as she replies to her question with “I could ask you the same thing but in order keep my client safe I can’t really disclose much in the way of information.”

Idalia runs her hand through her black hair as she regains her composure and replies to the redhead "Oh, I wouldn't worry about that, I already know why you're here.", she then turned and whispered to Anastasia "I think we should make our way through here before the Orcs change their minds... don't worry about the two of them, either... we'll be seeing them again." and with that, Anastasia and Idalia were lead out of the Encampment by a group of four orcs, allowing them to make their way towards their original destination again.

After walking for several miles, daylight starts to fade, giving way to night, as the world around the pair darkens Realizing this, however, up ahead, the outlines of Ferraille came into view, growing larger as they drew closer, until they were finally at the entrance to the city.



The place easily had the strangest structures, thrown together from random ancient scrap and stacked ontop of each other, over and over, to give the residents somewhere to hide during the nights. This was one of the few places that welcomed Wanderers, but that was likely because they welcomed anyone.

At the entrance, beneath the stone sign, they were greeted by a man, wearing a shiny bucket on his head, and the strangest plate armor Anastasia had ever seen. It was sheets of bent and rusted scrap metal, wrapped around his limbs. "Hello, tired travelers, my name is Gruck!" one couldn't tell by his appearance, due to being completely obscured by the rusted sheet metal, but he sounded much too young to be guarding a city, and all he wielded as a weapon was a chunk of sharpened scrap metal, with a gear for a crossguard, and a leather strap wrapped around what as probably supposed to be the hilt. He hefted his pitiful excuse for a weapon onto his shoulder and leaned against the sign as he continued speaking, his accent causing him to sound unrefined, and uneducated "What brings you to our city? Are you looking for a place to stay for the night?" he asked. Behind him, the residents of the city seemed to already be hiding, it seemed that they turned in early. It made sense, as they had no wall to protect them from the horrors of the night.

Starwatcher/Annie Doyle

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Annie lets out a small gasp as she gets tossed off the girl and stumbles to her feet. She walks over to the cage “Who's fighting now?” She looks at the cage to see if maybe there was a lock to pick.

But the cage dissipated before she could do anything to it Annie also takes note of girls glare towards Amalie. Annie gladly takes Amalie's aid and looks over to her. "Are you ok Amailie? I wasn’t really able to see the fight very well thanks to the fog.” She sighs. “I'm sorry I got us into this mess.” When the girl that she landed on looks over to Annie she attempts to read the expression on her face. She had a funny feeling this could be one of the debt collectors who were after the man she's been trying to find. It was more of a hunch than anything and she hoped she was wrong. Either way she was about to find out. (if I can I would like spend point to use Periphery to tell ore get roll Mentality to tell if this is the case but she meant able read face rather well) “I could ask you the same thing but in order keep my client safe I can’t really disclose much in the way of information.”

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The dark-haired girl cut her hand and let the spectross drink some of her blood, and as she did so, she responded to Annie with a brief scowl, before regaining her composure and smiling smugly again "Oh, I wouldn't worry about that, I already know why you're here." and as the Spectross drank her blood, she began to perk up. She still seemed to be in pain, but she didn't seem nearly as injured as she had been. The dark-haired girl then whispered something to the Spectross, before they were both escorted out of the encampment by four orcs.

Watching them leave, Amalie whispered to Annie "I don't trust them, if we see them again, we should avoid them..." she looked like she was about to say more, but they were quickly joined by the same group of four orcs, which escorted the two of them to the edge of the encampment, and left them there.

Using Periphery reveals that Ralph has gone in the direction of Ferraille

Lilbooth/CeeCee

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Cee Cee post-battle, post-romp rest was interrupted by the howling wind and terrible sounds of cracking trees. When her eyes found the source she was filled with terror and wonder. She had seen elementals before, beings of pure destructive power, but only from behind the thick steel wall of Calt. Being out in the forest with the front row seat was certainly a much more invigorating experience. But with no protection, Cee Cee knew that she had to move, and fast. She roused Magni as fast as she could and hoped on his back. "We've got to get out of here big boy. As fast as we can!" She shouted, struggling to have her voice overcome the wind. With the way to Calt blocked, she turned south, bounding through the woods as fast as they could. Once they where clear of the forest and into tundra she would be able to navigate them somewhere safe, or at least safer than here.

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The elemental chased followed CeeCee at its own pace, managing to keep up despite the fact that it appeared not to be moving all that quickly. While it couldn't have followed her for more than several hours, it would feel as though it had been several days.

Luckily, the path seemed to be clear, due to the fact that no creature would want to be near such a thing.

The chase brought CeeCee out of the woods, across the tundra, and back into another forest, and clear through it, to the other side again, and into a wide open clearing that stretched on as far as the eyes could see. Through all of this, the Elemental seemed to be out-pacing her, as the powerful winds seemed to be getting drastically worse as time went on, however, up ahead, CeeCee could see landmarks.

Only a few miles out, CeeCee could see a Castle, which may provide some level of shelter from the storm, provided the residents would let her in. Draped over the castle's walls were tapestries with the coat of arms of House Barton on them, a blue shield with an emblem of a stone wall with a sun rising over it. Much further beyond that Castle was a city-state, however, from such a long distance away, CeeCee could not tell which it was. Over to CeeCee's left, roughly 10 miles out from the Castle, was another one of those ominous spires that CeeCee had seen earlier, which was, of course, surrounded by a large swarm of those creatures she had encountered over near Calt.

Despite having traveled away from Calt before, none of these landmarks CeeCee could recognize, and familiar land was nowhere in sight ahead or behind her. She had, however, heard about House Barton, and it was said that they were a large force of well-trained and well-informed knights. She did not, however, hear whether or not they were friendly.

MrBlah/Amun Khufu

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Amun looked around at the guards, noting their confusion yet apparently superior knowledge regarding the situation. Monsterpololis? Exiled? Seemed like their was more to the strange terrorists than he thought. He was a bit worried at the idea of hostages having been taken, and it seemed logical if these Monsterpololis exiles wanted to crash Cielo into their old home as vengeance... but that seemed a little bit much over being exiled. Definitely not reason enough to steal his home from him...

He swore under his breath again, but the initial panic began to bleed away. He had to stay calm. Had to think about his options... when Sir Cole approached and gave him the pendant. The vestiges of Amun's panic was quick to dissipate, as the safe feeling left him calm and assured as he usually was. The strange music was actually rather pleasant as well. What a strange pendant. "If you believe it'll help Cielo, then I'll trust you." He gave a nod to Sir Cole, walking over to stand where directed.

"But what about you?" It was a question he would probably not have cared to ask if he hadn't seen the knight's previous performance, but he was a skilled combatant. In this crisis, he was definitely more important to have than Amun. "In this time, would it not be better to have someone as powerful as yourself instead of me?"

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"I took a knife to the knee... I can't do anything for Cielo until I've recovered. You, on the other hand, are light enough to make it over the wall, and at the very least, you can help assemble a force to resist the enemies who have taken the city over." Sir Cole said, lowering his head. Without another word, he slashed a rope that was attached to the catapult Amun was standing on, causing it to launch him up into the air.

Dexterity check: passed

Amun sailed up into the air, arcing only slightly, causing him to make it up and over the walls of Cielo. As he looked down over the city, he could see that there were burning houses, and people running through the streets, with the strange creatures chasing seemingly random inhabitants, and even more of them gathered at the control center of the city, much more than Amun had originally seen before, however, as he began descending from the sky, he had no time to count them, but one could estimate that there were at least 15 of them. As he descends, he begins to pick up speed, descending towards one of the burning homes below him.

Dexterity check: passed

As Amun drops towards one of the burning homes below, the music that was filling his head suddenly grows louder, and at that instant, he feels an invisible force slam him backwards, causing him to instead plummet towards a home with a hole in the roof, causing him to drop through the hole and slam into a bed directly below it, with such force that the bed collapses entirely, and the frame breaks in half. Luckily the bed was soft enough to break his fall.

Inside the house, there was no sound, so one could assume that the residents had evacuated due to the crisis, and from his vantage point above, he could see before his landing that he was only about a mile from the control room.

Nobudi/LuLu

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Her home. It had been there as long as she could remember. Everything was usually kept pristine. She couldn't remember all the countless times they had hired help to get a dent out of a wall or replace a smashed window. It wasn't... It couldn't be like this. Lucia stood in shock at her home. What was probably once her home. It couldn't be. Not anymore. The fire blazed, and only her personal maid seemed to have dragged herself from the still burning ruins of her home. "Yoko," she murmured, "What should we do now?"

The screams only escalated as an explosion rocked the ground beneath them, and she tumbled down to the ground in a daze, not realizing the hot tears streaming down her shell shocked expression. Her agape jaw hardened into a hard, narrow line. She rubbed her eyes with her sleeve. This wasn't the time for tears. She ran over to the right side of the mansion, looking for methods to get in, and hopefully save what little remained of her family's servants.

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LuLu chooses to enter the burning, half-destroyed house, leaving Yoko behind on the front lawn.

The burning house is filled with smoke, which limits LuLu's vision, and causes her breathing to become more difficult, as her lungs fill with it. Within, the ceiling is collapsing, and the walls are burning. Stumbling through the place, she sees no signs of life in the first few sections that she explores, however, she eventually hears a scream nearby.

As she heads towards the sound, one of the house's supports starts the crumble, comes crashing towards her at high speed, threatening to crush her.

Speed check: success

LuLu manages to dodge the pillar, which crashes into a wall on the other side, crushing through itand causing another section of the ceiling to collapse all over the floor, setting more of the building on fire.

She reaches the end of the hallway and tears the door open. Inside the room, the kitchen, she finds a male servant crushed under a large part of the collapsing, burning, ceiling, crying for help. Beneath him is a pool of blood, and she can tell even from the doorway that his legs are broken. When he sees her, his eyes light up and he calls out to her "Help me, please!" he shouts, tears in his eyes, as he struggles to pull himself out from under the burning rubble.

Mark3000/Lilith Rose

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Lilith, after leaving the Nomad camp, finds her way to Fero, right as the sky began to grow dark. After entering through the gates, she is met by the city's guards, clad in black armor with red cloaks and loin cloths over them with black metal halberds on their backs.

One of the guards wordlessly hands her a clipboard, marked with a space for her name and one for her purpose in Fero. While this is mostly normal for any city Rose had been to so far, what wasn't normal was the sight of a huge group of Fero guards down the long row of buildings, gathered in one place, and watching the city of Cielo lift off into the sky. While she had not been to Fero before, Lilith WAS aware that the city of Cielo usually stays for at least a day, and was due to arrive today, meaning it wasn't due to leave yet.

This, of course, was on top of the other strange thing she had noticed on her way to this city; the odd Spire which protruded from the ground, which a massive amount of humanoids gathered around it. However, she had not investigated this, and did not know why it was there, nor why so many humanoids would be outside a wall, let alone gather around it.

[mrblah]

Amun screamed as he was sent flying through the air, spinning over the wall and looking down at the absurdly far ground below. His thoughts of how to get down without dying were interrupted, however, by the sight of what he saw.

Cielo, his home, was in a state of chaos. Burning houses, fleeing families, those damned monsters terrorizing people in the streets, and they were even at the command center. The sheer daunting size of the task given to him to put an end to this invasion suddenly hit home. There were 15 of those things at the command center. He had to get to the command center to lower Cielo back down to get backup. How was he supposed to fight 15 of those enemies when even 1 of them managed to beat Sir Cole?

As he began to drop down into one of the burning homes, Amun's eyes widened as he thought of how to save his skin there. He'd die from the fall, no doubt, and if he didn't he'd be unable to move and the fire would get him. It was a lose/lose situation with no hope for recovery - so it's a good thing he was suddenly sent careening to another building. The force that hit him felt like a harsh gust of wind, and the accompanying music confused him, but before he could give it much thought, he landed safely into a bed. Breaking it as it broke his fall and grunting from the harsh landing.

"I never wanna do that again..." He grumbled to himself. Getting up and off the bed, Amun had a brief look around the house, wondering about where he was or how he ended up in there exactly - but his mind booted up again and focused on what was more important. He had a high up vantage point, and he used it as he looked outside to spot the control center. A mile away. If he wanted to head there immediately, he'd have to go through a mile of the chaos... "If only I paid more attention in combat class..." Amun once again grumbled. Guess his only option is to stealth past it all and find someone.

If he were a knight, where would he be? Maybe the control center trying to fight the invaders? Burning homes trying to save people? Amun continued to have a look at the city below, hoping to spot anything that might help his new mission. He needed people, he needed opportunities, and he needed a boatload of luck. Maybe he'd have to fight one of those things and dress up as it to get into the command center...

[Littlemankitten]

Anastasia kept quiet when Idalia accused Amalie and the redhead, but was thoroughly confused by what Idalia meant. Did she know something that Anastasia didn't? It wouldn't surprise her considering that she seemed to know a lot more than Anastasia and could also do more. She decided it would be to not underestimate this girl. When Idalia turned her attention to Anastasia however, Anastasia just nodded at Idalia's words. "A rematch with that girl sounds like it'd be fun." She winced as she was brought up and still had a slight limp as she walked, but otherwise felt better than ever. Anastasia kept mostly quiet during their walk, and when she did talk it was mostly profanities aimed at either the orcs or the fact it was slowly turning nighttime. If she thought that girl was a tough fight, what came out at night would make her seem like a sick rat. By the time the sun was setting the outline of the buildings that made up Ferraille were finally coming into view... a brief glimmer of hope in this godforsaken place of a planet. By the time twilight came, Anastasia looked over to Idalia and spoke.


"So... What's up with you?" Anastasia didn't explain what she meant, assuming the girl knew exactly what she was talking about. Whether or not she answered by the time they made it to the trashheap of a town didn't really matter to much, if they didn't get there soon they'd just be a snack for whatever lurked in the darkness. When they made it to the city and were introduced to the young guard named Gruck, Anastasia couldn't help but chuckle a little. Not just at the name but at his armor and weaponry. Sure it might be good enough against mostly unarmed humans or any other non-spectross race. Against even day-time monsters however, he'd be less threatening than a spider. Maybe if the monsters attacked at night the 'guards' would be enough of a distraction so her and Idalia could escape. "A place to hang around for the night would be nice. Also do you have anything to help with this?" Anastasia points to the giant gash that ran from her shoulder to her hip. It wasn't bleeding anymore and didn't feel to bad thanks to Idalia's... powers, but she doubted some weird blood would of fixed such a wound completely.

[Mark3000]

Lilith entered the city with a mix of shame and regret. She had let herself become so absorbed in the Nomad Camp's rituals that she had lost track of her mother. Her mind was foggy from withdrawal having going a few days without their Narcotics. More over, her clothes were tattered and her large horn was on full display.

Darting her eyes back and forth, Lilith takes the clipboard and wrote her name. As for a purpose, she decided to keep it simple and just write 'Business'. Handing the clipboard back, the young Nomad paused for a moment and turned towards the entrance of the gate. That spire just outside the city walls caught Lilith's curiosity. Maybe she could investigate it tomorrow morning. But for now what caught Lilith's eye were the guards watching a floating city lift off. She believed it was called Cielo. With her sign-in complete, Lilith moved to where the guards were to get a better look at the floating city.

[Nobudi]

Lucia couldn't simply do nothing, not as long as she could still hear the screams and could still do something. Shielding her face from the heat and smoke with the crook of her elbow, she dived into the flaming wreck she once called home. The acrid smoke of her family's history stung her eyes, but she forced her aching body through the mess. The creaking above her was the only thing that warned her to get out of the way before one of the supports almost fell on her. Despite the situation, she could distinctly remember that particular support. There was a bullet hole near the base on that one. It was an accident, honestly. She had only received the pair of steam pistols and she wanted to see how they felt in her hand. When the gun actually discharged, she was profusely apologizing to her parents in tears. Her father only boomed in laughing approval while her mother was checking to make sure the bullet didn't ricochet into her. How long ago those days seemed.

In her stupor, she found on of the servants buried under debris in the kitchen. He was stuck precariously under the pile, so she had to finesse the man to get him out. "Stay still," she gritted out as she tried to shift some of the looser debris off him.