Crystalbarrow Catacombs

[obliven1993]

Vergil nodded at Ivan and continued ahead. He rushed back up to the group.

[Searingflame2]

((OH DEAR, I've totally neglected a Keeper Post. Over the past month, I've kept telling myself 'Oh, they'll post' but I realised I was being unrealistic. You need the next event, right? Well, here it is!))

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As his minions were out of his realms borders, Larquidos didn't have a particularly strong link with them. In fact, though he voiced his commands, they didn't appear to take any notice of them, and so he decided upon an alternative method.

Using the weak but ever-present psychological link that was a sign of his creatures service, Larquidos gave his orders.

Creatures, you've done well to get so far, and yet as the same time, you're dawdling. Christopher isn't going to catch and barbeque himself now, is he? Hurry up!

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Drell

After having dined on his delicious meal of flesh, rags and and cleaning his teeth on the wonder known to humanoids as 'armour', Drell thought it was about time he got his other main foe, the keeper, out of the way.

Turning southward, Drell made his way to the western bridge entrance of Larquidos' dungeon.

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In the caverns to the south...

Horrible wails, hisses and grunts are heard, not to mention the indistinguishable sound of an inferno every now and again... I wonder what it could be! Well, actually, I know damned well what it is, but you guys get to wonder, or rather, 'know', but be wrong in the end, anyway.

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Necrotyc and Val'Kaz continued walking down the corridors, in search of Christopher.

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Act 5, Scene II. Enter an archer and a rogue, working on a 'door' backdrop.

Shut up! We can't afford to make a noise, the beast on the other side will be ready for us!

Us? It isn't for us... it's for them. They that would harm the righteous lord!

Yes yes yes, but if we make a damned racket it might just break the door down and and eat US anyway. Dragons aren't stupid, you know. They're just more bestial than we are... more instinctual.

Very well, lets just get this stupid door open and then we can enjoy a nice roast chicken before we get to watch the dragon fight.

Sounds like a plan. Only, what the HELL is that thing doing, making all that noise?

Oh, it's probably a princess dragon, and the noble prince dragon is off fighting for her
honour and for the safety of her soon-to-be children.

Hah, that'd be the day. A pregnant dragon... sounds a joke to me.

Finally, the two heroes recieved the click they'd been waiting for after tweaking with some levers, followed by the elevation of a small plate at their feet.

Lovely. Now all it'll take is a single foot on this plate, and BAM, the door is open, and we've got one less dragon problem and one less keeper problem.

Damn, we're brilliant.

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Summary: It's a damned lore thread. If you're not reading these, you're not posting today, anyway, so just read it all. Not sposta summarize it!

[Mastadi]

"Uhhh... my head feels painy bad..."

Zenghar woke up, lying on the dungeon floor inside the hatchery.

"Huh? What? What's going on I mean I'm confused! I was talking to that strange red demon spawn, Girth he was called I think? Probably I mean yeah that must be it anyway then I just sort of... fell asleep... I wonder how long I've been sleeping for I mean gee it sure feels like I've been catching z's for a fair bit of time..."

Zenek stretched his arms, cracked his bones a bit and then stood up

"Hey, keepah, what's up, heheh get it, what's up cause you're like a floating hand and stuff... ok sorry that was bad, but really, what's up, it feels like I've been away for a fair bit of time so I might need to do some catching up! Especially when it comes to paydays and chickens... *grumble*"

Name: Zenghar "Zenek"
Creature type: Demonspawn
Level: 2.3
Health: 100%
Gold on pocket: 0
Mood: Fine
Action: Talking with the keeper
Current Abilities: Attack / Fire Spit
Summary: Zenghar fell into a strange comatose state after talking with Grith, although the two events were most likely unrelated. He is now talking with the keeper to learn more about what happened during his absence.

[Evi]

((Gonna wait to post with Ivan till nijuni posts.))
Rob

Rob cuts around the corner after corner while running. Since he is undead he won't have to stop and take a breather. Cracks are heard in Rob's legs, as if they never done anything like this before as each of his stomps made a footprint into the ground. Rob's eye still glows from within his helmet with the look of amusement and blood lust. Rob rasps out a breath, and growls afterwards as he hears grunts and hisses. Rob had no clue what they are, but wondered if they're killable, but he dismisses the thought and keeps running.

Anger built up in Rob as he continued to run down the corridor of dirt before he almost lost it as he roars the following words.

"CHRRRIIIISSSSTTTOOOOPPHEEEEEER!" Rob roars in anger as his eye emits a real bright red glow from underneath his helmet, actually lighting a small part of the corridor.

Thankfully, Rob manages to subdue his rage, for now, but the red glow refused to go away. Rob is getting twitchy.
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Rob
Level: 2
Health: 80%
Mood: Pretty Angry
Status: Running. Running. Running. Roared. Running.

[Searingflame2]

"CHRRRIIIISSSSTTTOOOOPPHEEEEEER!"

Christopher indeed! I wonder who could be using my Lords name in vain with such a harsh tone? I best check it out, in case they do something silly in their anger.

Standard Orange-Beard Dwarf. Level 3. Dwarf is not expecting enemies, and is around >insert arbitrary location that is as close to the group as possible without being in line of sight<.

[Duke Ragereaver]

Lucien the Black Knight

Lucien just stood by when a fight again some minor Heroes broke out, although he wanted to join the battle he choosed not to; preferring to observe the skill his allies had, they did not dissapoint him. The fight was quickly over and most of the party moved on further the corridor.

Wanting to keep a low profile for now, Lucien followed the party on a small distance.



Summary:
Lucien did not join the skirmish against the Heroes and he is now following the party down the corridor on a small distance.
Level 1
Health: 100%
Mood: Relusive

[Mastadi]

"Aha! So that's what happened... good to know! Well then, seeing as most of the creatures sort of left to give chase after that Chris guy or whatever somebody has to guard the dungeon just in case somebody attacks it I mean it is not safe to leave it like all alone and stuff you know... but first, some chickens, I love me some good fried chicken! "

And having said that, Zenghar has grabbed the biggest chicken in the hatchery, and spit some flaming substance over it. The feathers quickly set on fire, and after the bird stopped struggling in Zenek's claw, he devoured it whole. After consuming a few more chickens, Zenghar went off for patrol. His first stop was the training room - there he re-aligned his aim for his spit ability, but quickly left, as aside from the training mannequins, there was nobody in there. The next point of interest was the treasury, which seemed fine as well. Zenghar then went into the Dungeon Heart chamber, but aside from some lazy imp having a fag break, there was nothing out of the usual order. The lair, on the other hand, was creepily empty, which disturbed Zenek a little bit

"Good thing I had enough sleepy time for a few weeks now"

he hissed through his grin, and carried on onto the next room...

"Oh my! FULL ALERT, FULL ALERT, WE'VE GOT ENE... oh wait a minute this is the prison isn't it whew I don't think I've ever been there, perhaps it's a good thing but I wouldn't mind paying a visit once in a while just as a visitor I mean not an inmate"

The demonspawn took a quick look around the cell - there were a few good creatures imprisoned in there.

"Hey guys, what's up I mean obviously the dungeon ceiling cause chances are you'll rot to your death here and never see the sky again the sky that's what's it called isn't it the like big blue ceiling you have in that overworld place anyway where are my manners speaking about death and eternal damnation before introducing myself, my name is Zenghar, although you can call me Zenek if you wish. So, how are things with you?"

Zenghar smiled, and started jumping around outside the prison cell

Name: Zenghar "Zenek"
Creature type: Demonspawn
Level: 2.3
Health: 100%
Gold on pocket: 0
Mood: Happy
Action: Chatting with the prisoners
Current Abilities: Attack / Fire Spit
Summary: Zenek ate a few chickens, then started patrolling the dungeon. He was freaked out at first by the creatures in prison, but he quickly realised the misery they're in. He's now chatting with them.

[Mothrayas]

Skios was walking behind Rob, who loudly shouted out Christopher's name. Following that, he heard a voice in the distance, although it was too quiet for him to understand.

"Hey, who's there?"

He dashed forward, past Rob, until he met a Dwarf.

"Oh, you're just another one trying to stop us. All alone, ready to die. How convenient, it's almost too easy."

Skios jumped at the Dwarf, latched onto his face and bit him in the face.

Summary: Skios dashed forward to fight a Dwarf.

Skios the Brutal Arachnid Warrior
Health: 74%
Location: hallway
Status: fighting a level 3 dwarf
Mood: happy
Level: 3
Gold: 0

[Metal Gear Rex]

Alez the Thieving Archer

Alez, the young Archer, got up from the Prison floor and looked around. His head hurt more than anything else and he was behind bars. He understood completely where he went wrong to end up in this situation.

"Damn..." Alez murmured, "Shouldn't have been drinking last night. Must have been sniping some babies. Or maybe Old Man Toalearo's wife again... hmm..."

Alez looked about the room and realized some of his friends were also in Prison.

Alez called out to one of the Thieves, "Hey Cal! How'd I get in here again? Was I shooting arrows at Toaleraro's wife or some random babies? I remember drinking but I don't remember which one I shot."

The Thief didn't reply, and Alez had no idea why. Little did he realize that the Thief he spoke to wasn't even named Cal. But there was something more as to why he refused to reply. Alez absorbed more of the scene, he realized he was in an enemy Keeper's land. And now he really knew why he had been in prisoned, he had been captured durring the fight.

Aw... damn it... I got captured didn't I?

Upon further investigation of the situation, Alez realized that he was as skinny as bones!

Holy crap! I've lost weight!

It took Alez a moment to realize what was really going on...

...OH NOES!! I'm a Skeleton! Damn it! I died a virgin! Argh! ...well, at least now I can finally get rid of my old crappy name. Alez sucks.

Unnamed Skeleton the unnamed Skeleton

The unnamed Skeleton, once known as Alez the Thief-like Archer, began thinking of a new name. He crossed his arms and tapped his foot, then decided to sit down for a second and suddenly there was a crack! Fear spread throughout the Skeleton's mind as to what the noise could possibly be...

Oh god... don't tell me I broke my butt... bones...

The Skeleton got up quickly and looked at what he sat. Sadness filled his missing heart as he stared down at a bow that had been split in two.

"M-M-MY BOW!!!" The Skeleton screamed as he tried to cry out tears which would never come before falling to his knees and shouting to the skies, "...C-CURSE YOU KUNG FU ACTION JESUS!!!"

The Skeleton searched about for other items he owned when he lived in flesh and discovered his quiver completely in tact and well. Inside were many, many arrows that he once carried on a daily basis. He happily put on the quiver and began thinking of names.

Hmm... Bones. Nah, probably a lot of "Bones" out there. Skully? Boney? White Guy? Hmm... Jack Sparrow? Nah... wait a minute... my hair... MY HAIR IS ALL GONE!!! How could this happen!? ...Baldy?

Suddenly, a Demon Spawn entered the scene.

"Hey guys, what's up I mean obviously the dungeon ceiling cause chances are you'll rot to your death here and never see the sky again the sky that's what's it called isn't it the like big blue ceiling you have in that overworld place anyway where are my manners speaking about death and eternal damnation before introducing myself, my name is Zenghar, although you can call me Zenek if you wish. So, how are things with you?" Zenghar babbled.

The Skeleton wondered if this Zenghar Demon Spawn was talking to him or not. He did say Creatures... The Skeleton picked up the broken Bow and turned to Zenghar...

"All this talk about never seeing the sky again... it sounds so depressing... you're trying to rub my misery right in my face aren't you!? ...I'll kill you!!" the Skeleton shouted angrily at Zenghar.

The Skeleton charged at Zenghar with his bow and reached the actual bars of the Prison. He wanted to strangle the Demon Spawn using the string of the bow and held both halves of the bow with his hands but that provided certain complications. As the Skeletons arms passed through the bars, but they didn't go through the same spot and the string got caught on one of the bars.

The Skeleton realized this, then let go of one part of the bow in order to get the broken bow past the bars. Once he achieved this, he grabbed both parts of the bow again and reached for the Demon Spawn. He couldn't reach! It was all because of his fat ribs! He continued to try to reach the Demon Spawn, but stopped when he finally realized that Demon Spawns didn't have much of a neck... so how would this work? It was too late anyways, the Demon Spawn began jumping about around the Prison making it quite impossible to grab him.

The Skeletons retracted his arms back into the Prison and began delving back into thought again.

I think... I'm going insane... all this Skeleton business means I'll be in here forever! Unless... what if I join the Keeper's army? Yes! I could get paid, get drunk, and do nothing but sleep ALL DAY LONG!! It is perfect! ...now... I need a name first...

Hmm... couldn't get through these bars... Bars? No... it was because of these fat ass ribs! ...wait, I got it... Fat Ass! Yes! It is quite hysterical, people will laugh... then again... I dunno about these evil Creatures. I know the human Heroes will laugh but... these Creatures? Hmm... whatever... oh wait... ribs... RIBS! Mm... I could use some ribs right now. Ribs... yeah... I think that might be a good name too!

Ribs the Clueless

Ribs, now ready with a name and everything, began banging on the bars of the Prison with his hands in order to get the Keeper Larquidos' attention.

"Hey! Keeper!" Ribs called out, "I'm Ribs the Skeleton! I was an Archer. I guess I could fight for you if you let me out. I give you my loyalty and stuff-blah blah blah... so uh, can I get paid now?"

Ribs
Health: 100%
Level: 1
Gold in Hand: 0
Gold in Lair: 0
Location: Inside Prison
Status: Banging on the Prison Bars Seeking Keeper Larquidos' Attention

Summery: An Archer, Alez, turned into a Skeleton. He sat on his bow and broke it, but managed to save his quiver and arrows, then put on the quiver. He then began thinking of a new name for himself but had no luck. He replied to Zenghar and tried to strangle him with his broken bow but failed miserably, then finally named himself. He began banging on the Prison Bars to get Keeper Larquidos' attention and introduced himself to him.

[Searingflame2]

"Hey! Keeper!" Ribs called out, "I'm Ribs the Skeleton! I was an Archer. I guess I could fight for you if you let me out. I give you my loyalty and stuff-blah blah blah... so uh, can I get paid now?"


Larquidos didn't like what he was hearing from the Prison room, but decided to put it to good use.

"Though you do me a great disservice with your disrespect, Ribs I will allow you to stay within my dungeon, providing you carry your own weight..." Larquidos then picked Ribs up and dropped him in the recently claimed workshop formerly-belonging-to-Jarquidos


"There. To the south you will find a snaking pathway. Follow it, and you should soon meet up with my minions, who are trudging after your former lord, Christopher. You'll also find the bodies of some of your former kin before you actually see my worms. Oh, and by the way. Tell the fools to HURRY THE HELL UP. Of course, perform well in this endeavour, and you shall have your pay."

Larquidos dealt with Ribs.