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Post by
Monday
Character: Alexander
Location: Duskwood
Alex noticed her expression. "Best we hurry to Darkshire. She needs help ASAP," he told the others.
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Post by
Mojoworkn
Character:
Maxwell
Location:
Goldshire - Kaylee's Clothe-orama!
"Ma'am?" Maxwell asked hesitantly.
"You heard me," she said, stepping
over
the counter, "I'll give you my clothing for your clothing, if you undress for me."
"I'm afraid I can't do that--m-ma'am," he stuttered involuntarily.
"You look like a smart boy," she said, sticking her face in front of his nose, "I just want to see a strong, smart man--undressed," she said with a smile.
'Okay, I
really
hate Goldshire.'
Post by
Dralas
Character: Clayton
Location: Duskwood
Clayton finally gritted his teeth, muttering to himself that he needed help. He had to show courage, which he always thought he had.
"Hello?" Clayton shouted, "Can anyone help me?" he yelled, hoping something
friendly
would at least hear his plea soon.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Alec
Location
: Duskwood
"Almost there," Alec muttered, inching back to the others.
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Post by
Monday
Character: Alexander
Location: Duskwood
The town came into sight. "Hurry, there's bound to be a priest or medic here," Alex said, walking faster. Alex frowned at Zeke. "I'll go get him/her, while you take Hyper to town. Sound good?"
Post by
Dralas
Character: Clayton
Location: Duskwood
After shouting a few more times, Clayton refrained to himself again. He now had a feeling his original idea was a bad one, and that he needed to try and stay low now.
"Young man..," a voice whispered, barely audiable but still clear as a bell, "this way...," it whispered. The voice was hoarse, dripping with a headache as he heard every syllable, and it almost sounded like it was trying to force him.
"I don't think I should...," Clayton murmured back in response. Almost a heartbeat later, he could hear clattering, as if something solid hitting stone. He could hear it from behind him, which made him turn around instantly.
A small band of skeletons were chasing him, not wasting time in rushing quickly. It almost froze him in horror, but he snapped out of his daze and began to sprint for his life down the path east.
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Post by
Monday
Character: Alexander
Location: Duskwood
Alex started off towards the east, jogging at a quick but sustainable pace.
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Post by
Dralas
Character: Clayton
Location: Duskwood
Clayton's heart was now racing, it's rate rising more and more. The adrenaline rushing through him to grant him the speed to stay out of reach from the mob of skeletons was barely sustaining him. He remember seeing a tent with a few men around a campfire, but all they did was take cover when they saw him and his undead horde.
He wanted to shout for help, yell for anyone to take him away. He was praying this was some dream, but for some reason, it all felt too real. His legs were feeling numb now, and he had lost his footing for a moment earlier. His stamina was slowly being depleted, and he knew that he needed to reach whatever town the hermit had told him about quickly. Surely a town would strike down the undead before they harmed him.
Or so he hoped anway.
"OUT OF MY BLOODY WAY!" Clayton roared, shoving some man in the road aside since the skeletons seemed to be fixated on him.
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Post by
Monday
Character: Alexander
Location: Duskwood
Alex stumbled from the shove. "Get down!" he yelled, leveling the rifle.
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Post by
Atik
Logan
Duskwood
Logan raced up, past Clayton and punched one of the undead in the skull, knocking it clean from the body.
"Move it!" He shouted, drawing his knife and going to work on the horde of undead.
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Post by
Dralas
Character: Clayton
Location: Duskwood
Clayton glanced over his shoulder, stealing a look as he tried to see the voice that seemed to be talking to him. He saw some man who had attacked the skeletons, which completely baffled him.
"Are you mad?" Clayton yelled, barely able to draw the breath out. He knew he had no chance of fighting. There was a difference between being brave and being stupid, and fighting with a short mallet, with no protection, almost drained from a sprint, was a bad idea.
Post by
Monday
Character: Alexander
Location: Duskwood
Alex sighed and waited for the other to either get gutted or beaten to death. "Fighting skeletons hand to hand isn't a good idea," he called.
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