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Post by Zack Asiv on Feb 8, 2019 20:29:18 GMT -8
For a reason explainable to you, you find yourself wandering a land of crags, glass, sand, and hurricane force winds. There seems to be odd black mud scattered around and you swear every other shadow is moving until you look at it. Some of you may recognize this land as Dra Aht. Named as such due to the nature of this particular Qi scar. No one comes here expecting to make it out alive. The creatures that live here or near by, may once have been normal, maybe even people... But that life is over, they now belong to Dra Aht.
Others even know of the cult who worship the land as a deity, holding rituals and rights of passage sacrificing a single member to Dra Aht every few years to keep it from spreading, calling themselves saviors and protectors for keeping their God at bay. The question is, how did you get here, why are you here, and how the hell do you get out?
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Feb 8, 2019 20:33:53 GMT -8
A lot of questions spring to mind about how he arrived here, but those questions could wait. The most important question to ask was what the best way to leave was. And so Mathew would advance, shielding his face from the wind with an arm as he sought one of the crags so he could rip the stone from it for consumption, letting his senses move outward to identify just what this place really was.
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Post by Drake on Feb 8, 2019 20:37:30 GMT -8
Drake looked around confused for a moment.
"How the hell..."
He had gotten lost before by wondering around not paying attention... but this... How the hell did he manage to get himself landed here? Whatever. For now it was best to look around. He couldn't tell because the nasty wind but... Is that a person ahead of him? Time to go find out.
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Valerian Blackburn
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Post by Valerian Blackburn on Feb 8, 2019 20:40:32 GMT -8
"....huh?"
Valerian stops in his tracks, frowning. This.... this wasn't the bar...
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Post by Evelyn Amtrum on Feb 8, 2019 20:50:04 GMT -8
Well this place was just cheery. And weird. Eve looked around the area with a small frown at the scar-torn land, silent for the most part. Her hands remained in her jacket pockets for now as she looked out over the land for any signs of nearby life or movement as her father looked towards the land itself for an answer.
Leaving sounded good.
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Post by Avice Locke on Feb 8, 2019 20:52:48 GMT -8
Heard stories of this place, she shouldn't be here...
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Post by Lucille "Lucky" O'Donnovan on Feb 8, 2019 20:53:47 GMT -8
THe energy in this place was amazing she couldn't wait to absorb it and take it back for research
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Post by Zack Asiv on Feb 8, 2019 21:05:17 GMT -8
Mathew notes that the earth he decided to eat. Actually tastes really bad. He recognizes this place now. This was where the original Correctional Facility was. This was the first battle the three Elder Dragons brought their apprentices and the entirety of their army to bare against Barker. Mathew's tremor sense notices Drake.
Drake is approaching Mathew and doesn't see Eve
Val notices Drake!
Eve notices Drake!
Avice see's a shadow vanish!
Lucky is fascinated by the energy and doesn't notice the sound of wet slopping thumps behind her.
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Post by Valerian Blackburn on Feb 8, 2019 21:06:37 GMT -8
Oh thank god. This guy has answers.
....and a nice butt.
"Hey!"
Val calls out, walking after him!
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Feb 8, 2019 21:08:01 GMT -8
His lips curl into a sneer at the bitter taste and bitter memories. He keeps his back to Drake however as he places a hand on the crag to try and orient himself to exactly where he was in the scar.
"You can be cute if you want and go for the backstab. If you dare."
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Post by Zack Asiv on Feb 8, 2019 21:09:02 GMT -8
Mathew note's he is near the center. Directly above the underground portion of where the facility used to be.
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Post by Evelyn Amtrum on Feb 8, 2019 21:09:52 GMT -8
Eve notices Drake and pulls her hands out of her pockets as he approaches, turning to face him as another man shouts in the distance. Her eyes narrow as she starts to speak, but the challenge is already laid. They both know they're not alone.
"Anyone you know?"
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Post by Drake on Feb 8, 2019 21:11:13 GMT -8
Drake stopped and turned around at the call out for him. Who the hel- Oh... he's cute.
"Hey!"
He would call back but stop when he heard the voice behind him. A voice he recognized immediately. A sneer appeared on his face, but he would then walk away from the individual he was originally following. He had NO interest in being anywhere near that sack of shit. SO! Off to Val he would go.
"Solid 8 dude, nice. Know where we are?"
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Feb 8, 2019 21:12:28 GMT -8
Well no skin off his back if Drake was gonna turn tail. Smart move, if suicidal here.
"Stay close Eve. Ghouls probably still lurk here."
He'd slam a fist into the crag to try and create a staircase to lead them up to the next level. Time to move. Staying still was dangerous here.
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Post by Lucille "Lucky" O'Donnovan on Feb 8, 2019 21:12:55 GMT -8
She would try and find a decent spot in an area of suspect and would start her nail to scratch away at a surface. Determining if it was possible for her to get some sample of crystal. Taking a small pick she chipped away at the wall a little deeper
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