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  1. Nihilim

    [BR-F25] And a Shadow Attend [Labyrinth Boss]

    And so it was that the warriors finally saw sense. Shadow had been honest with them throughout this entire ordeal. His shield served as better protection for them than it did for Shadow. The entity was all about economy of action. One wouldn't use a bomb to kill a rat. And yet, they had been fiercely determined to bring it down. To expose themselves to Shadow's raw and unfettered power. By establishing themselves as beings to had the power to bring his shield down, the warriors had sealed their own fate. They brandished their Teleport Crystals, called out their desired location. And, yet, just as quickly as the artifacts initiated their activation sequence, the power ebbed away. Shadow cracked a malicious grin. "You spent all this time trying to get me to take you seriously and now that I have you want to run away? Not likely." The mass of shadows that the entity was manifesting grew ever larger. Swirling darkness coalesced into a massive tempest of blackest night. It grew far beyond the point one would expect it to reach critical mass and detonate. Shadow wanted to be thorough when he wiped the warriors out of existence. He honestly wouldn't be able to live with himself if even one of them managed to survive their own annihilation. He truly had this entire battle in his hand from start to finish. Even though the warriors had met the condition set before them, they would learn the one truth about life. You can do everything right and still be destroyed. But there were things even beyond Shadow's comprehension. The things that weren't worth his time meant the world to other lifeforms. Tenacity was an aspect of existence that he had no point of reference for. To him, everything was reduced to insects. Though some insects were more difficult to exterminate than others, they were still insects. No matter how hard they clung to life. So certain was he of his impending victory that he forgot to bind Orgoth again. Or pay attention to Orgoth at all really. And, unfortunately for him, Orgoth was angry. Quick as a flash, the massive frame of the minotaur was upon the entity. The hulking brute displayed an unnatural speed for a creature of his size. His fingers wrapped around the Shadow's head. Perplexed by the sudden assault, Shadow's concentration on his spell slipped. The encroaching darkness became harmless smoke and floated down to the ground in thick tendrils. Orgoth let out a massive roar and slammed the entity into one of the pillars, utterly decimating the remains of the object. Thunderous blows echoed through the chamber as the minotaur unleashed a brutal assault upon the creature. With each blow, the teleport crystals still held by the warriors began to glow brighter and brighter. Orgoth was literally beating whatever spell Shadow had woven to prevent their retreat out of existence. Dust and debris kicked up by Orgoth's assault eventually settled. Shadow was in a tight spot. At least, as tight as spot as any of the warriors had seen it until now. Pinned against the wall by a single hand, Orgoth used his free one to deliver blow after blow to the creature's body. Though Shadow was at his strongest, he was also at his most vulnerable. Without his shield, Orgoth was free to dominate the fight. That is, until Shadow disappeared into a cloud of smoke. Unlike his previous translocations, Shadow still had physical form. Smoke is still, technically, physical after all. Tendrils of miasma wrapped around Orgoth's body, the smoke entering through his mouth and nose. Orgoth roared in agony as Shadow forced itself into his body. The warriors wouldn't witness much past that. Distracted as he was, the spell dampening their teleportation abruptly ended and their previously activated crystals performed their functions unimpeded. The warriors would not know the fate of Orgoth. But as dark clouds formed over the Settlement of the Iron Fist, casting it and The Endless Maze into eternal night, they would know what challenge now stood before them.
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    [BR-F25] And a Shadow Attend [Labyrinth Boss]

    And so the warriors had done it. Finally, they had managed to switch on the lights. Bright shafts of light erupted from the mechanisms and fell upon Shadow from each of the cardinal directions. The entity screeched and writhed fighting against the lights. His nebulous form started to disintegrate from the ground up. After all, a being of pure darkness could not sustain itself in the face of such brilliance. The chains binding Orgoth disappeared, Shadow no longer having the strength to maintain them. The minotaur fell prone and slowly pushed himself up to witness the death throes of the creature that the warriors had fought so hard to contain. The tortuous wails subsided after what felt like an eternity and, finally, his form was completely obliterated within the intersecting lights. A sudden calm fell upon the arena. They had defeated the Shadow. "Just kidding." All at once the Pillars of Light shattered, engulfing the room in darkness once more. Shards tore through the air in all directions, shattering upon the ground and walls. Shadow manifested again in the center of the room. He leaned forward, doubled over in laughter. His malevolent glee echoed through the hall before finally subsiding. Shadow rose to his full height, fighting back the residual chuckles that spontaneously rose up from his chest. "I can't believe you thought that would work. Shadows lengthen in the light. What? Did you think a giant flashlight would be my kryptonite?" His eyes narrowed as he folded his hands behind his back. "You should be so fortunate. I'll tell you what. As thanks for helping me returned to my full strength, I'll make this quick. I know, I'm very generous. You don't have to thank me. But first..." Shadow turned his attention to Orgoth, grinning at the stunned minotaur with glee. "I know you're probably confused. After all, you set this all up as a last-ditch effort to restrain me. Did it ever cross your mind that I was lying when I led you to believe that light was my weakness? Oh, Orgoth. So strong but so stupid. But don't take it too personally. You got to aid in the birth of a god, after all." Shadow was beside himself with joy. It was difficult for him to not take this opportunity to gloat. But he was keenly aware that the more he gloated the higher the likelihood that one of the warriors would refuse his charitable offer of a clean death and do something stupid. Then he would just have to make them suffer. He'd already spent enough time on them as things stood now. Time for the final act. "Oh minions~" Shadow beckoned his surviving Shadowlings to swarm the warriors with his sing-song voice. The eldritch abominations rushed forward, mobbing the warriors before they could react. Then, each of them exploded. Burst of dark fire rippled through the warriors, dealing a heavy amount of damage to each and every one of them. Some were brought so close to death that it was a miracle that they had survived even this. But Shadow wasn't done. Tendrils of darkness began to coalesce in his outstretched palm. A thick sphere of shadows grew ever larger as the seconds ticked by. "Do stay for a while, warriors. You've a front row seat to your own obliteration!" The deadline for this round is 72 hours [June 17th at 5:00 PM GMT-4], or when all players have posted once. As in a standard rotation, all players may post once. @Baldur @Ariel - The Crowned Lion @Morgenstern @Macradon @Zandra
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    [BR-F25] And a Shadow Attend [Labyrinth Boss]

    "Never in my life did I ever think anyone would struggle as hard as you all to turn on a light switch," Shadow mused. This was, without a doubt, one for the history books. How many people did it take to screw in a light bulb? Apparently six. Well, now five. They were so close too. Shadow could almost taste it. For all of their bluster and posturing, he almost wondered whether they actually wanted to see what awaited them at the finish line. Although, if this entire bout was any indication, it wasn't anything good. And then a certain phrase fell upon his ears. "You're just another bug..." Shadow did a double take. There was no way someone could possibly be so stupid was there? Of course they could. This whole "fight" had been each of them trying to out-stupid the other ones. He took a deep breath. Just like insects, these fools were beginning to annoy him. But first things first. One moment, the mouthy spear-wielder was doing her best to finish this fight. The next moment, her face was slammed into the ground with sudden force. Ceaseless pressure kept her face pinned to the ground. Shadow knelt down low, leaning in close so she could hear him quickly. "Don't try you? I just did," he paused and sucked on his teeth. "Not impressed. If I were you, I wouldn't get too uppity because you dodged an attack I clearly didn't even try to hit you with." As quickly as it had come upon her, the pressure on the back of her head disappeared. Shadow retreated back to the center of the room, arms outstretched as if expecting the light to wash over him at any moment. At their master's call, another group of shadowlings slinked onto the battlefield, each of them on a direct course for the two remaining lights. The deadline for this round is 72 hours [June 14th at 2:00 AM GMT-4], or when all players have posted once. As in a standard rotation, all players may post once. @Baldur @Macradon @Ariel - The Crowned Lion @Zandra @Morgenstern
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    [BR-F25] And a Shadow Attend [Labyrinth Boss]

    "You know," Shadow began, suddenly affixing his attention upon the heavily-armored female warrior. "The least you could do is pay attention." With a wave of his hand, shadows coalesced around her feet. Like serpents, strands of darkness coiled around her form, restraining her motion. As the moments ticked by, more strands coiled around her until the darkness was so dense that she couldn't be seen through it. Then, as quickly as they came, the strands disappeared. And with them, so did the woman. "You're welcome, warriors. Now everyone has a little more room to breathe." With the sudden disappearance of Hestia, the Shadowlings that had been writhing at her feet instead turned their focus towards the lights. They wrapped their forms around the mechanisms controlling the pillars, making them just a bit more difficult to ignite. For a long moment, Shadow just stood there, waiting. He had challenged them to finish off the lights and they had not yet done that. He was so looking forward to that happening. His excitement so profound that, for a moment, he forgot he was supposed to punch one of them. The reminder came when the yellow-haired samurai started talking again. "You guys can barely turn on a flashlight. But go ahead and keep thinking you'll bring me down." As he spoke, he gestured to one of the pillars. Catching his hand in his periphery reminded him that he was supposed to be using it to punch someone. However, he was feeling a bit indolent. So he just focused on the nearest warrior and halfheartedly swung his fist. He made no concerted effort for the blow to connect. Moving from this spot to try and hit them was more effort than they justified right now. The deadline for this round is 72 hours [June 2nd at 2:00 PM GMT-4], or when all players have posted once. As in a standard rotation, all players may post once. @Macradon @Ariel - The Crowned Lion @Baldur @Morgenstern @Zandra
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    [BR-F25] And a Shadow Attend [Labyrinth Boss]

    There he went again, the yellow-haired samurai, spouting off about the warriors' past accomplishments. The enemies they'd slain. What he failed to realize was that he wasn't exactly helping his case all that much. Shadow merely crossed his arms and shook his head. "Giants and dragons and horses, oh my," he said with a shrug. "I can't believe you were actually able to say that to me with a straight face. 'Oh look at me, I killed a bug.' A frog could do what you did and you don't see any of those acting like it's a big deal. Bless your little heart," he added in a mocking tone. How had these idiots managed to unseal him in the first place? "Truly. I don't understand how all of Orgoth's efforts were undone by a group with a collective amount of brain cells lower than their number of fingers." Shadow swung at the heavily-armored woman again. His blow had not been as direct as it had been previously. As she was blasted back, Shadow clicked his tongue and rolled his wrist around in its socket. "I'll admit, you guys threw me off a little. But don't consider that a compliment. It's not your skill or power. It's the stunning level of stupidity that I'm having to deal with here. Come on now. A moth? You have got to be kidding me." Shadow held his arms down to his sides in a beckoning gesture. Shadowlings manifested from within the darkness, adding to the already-massive group of minions swarming the warriors. "But if you truly insist on me putting a little effort into this, go ahead and finish off those lights. Do that and I will give you a taste of just how far out of your depth you truly are." The deadline for this round is 72 hours [May 30th at 1:30 PM GMT-4], or when all players have posted once. As in a standard rotation, all players may post once. @Ariel - The Crowned Lion @Hestia @Macradon @Baldur @Morgenstern @Zandra
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    [BR-F25] And a Shadow Attend [Labyrinth Boss]

    Shadow watched the group scurry to free their companion with no small amount of curiosity. Even in the face of a being far beyond their ken, they struggled against the encroaching darkness with an almost frightening tenacity. At this point, it had quickly become clear that his efforts to demoralize them had had the opposite effect. Even a being such as he had to commend them for their tenacious nature. If only that would avail them. Their struggles thus far had been only to restrain him - to prevent him from escaping this chamber and lay waste that lay outside of it. They raged against him, how their blows could not penetrate his shield. He let them wear themselves out before he spoke, his voice thick for the first time with something that wasn't smug sarcasm. He spoke sternly, his voice low and steady. "My shield does not protect me in the sense you think it does. It separates the strong from the weak. The courageous from the cowardly. The resolute from the weak-willed. If you were the former, then you would have no trouble breaking it down." Shadow stepped into the darkness again, appearing before the yellow-haired man who had 'confronted' him over his shield. "If you think I'm trying, you haven't been paying attention." His fist shot up, blasting the man back several meters. A bright light in his periphery caught his attention. The armored warrior had, despite the chains pulling him towards the ground, stood to his full height. The chains began to glow with a golden radiance in response of the flame of resolve burning his the man's chest. As he spoke, a wisp of a smile appeared on Shadow's face. When the man finished and was freed by his companions, Shadow closed his eyes and let out a contented sigh. "Macradon," Shadow began, for the first time deigning to call any of them by their name. "Seems to be getting it. I hope the rest of you can make this half as interesting as him." The deadline for this round is 72 hours [May 27th at 4:30 PM GMT-4], or when all players have posted once. As in a standard rotation, all players may post once. @Ariel - The Crowned Lion @Macradon @Zandra @Hestia @Baldur @Morgenstern
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    [BR-F25] And a Shadow Attend [Labyrinth Boss]

    A loud clang filled the room as the woman's axe fell upon his cloak of shadows. It had been repelled so effortlessly The entity slowly turned his head, an expression of sheer incredulity upon his face. In all of the eons of his existence, Shadow had never once had to deal with an action so foolish. "STOP!" he bellowed, its voice reverberating through the room. The shadowlings, the masses of teeth and tentacles that they were ceased all movement at their master's command. One could hear a pin drop in the room as he wheeled around and bent down low so as to fix his eyes upon the woman's gaze. "You see that minotaur over there, right? How his bicep alone is twice your size? What made you think, after seeing him unable to leave a scratch on me, that you would fare any better?" A rhetorical question, but he let it hang for a moment before continuing. He let out a sigh, a malicious grin spreading over his features. "I get it though. You're standing there, watching your friends get - frankly - slaughtered. I can empathize with the fact that it must be killing you inside to be so useless. That's why I'm going to kill you last. You see, unlike you, I can read the room. You really care about these people. Which is why I'm going to make you watch me kill them. Watching the light of hope fade out of an insignificant rat's eyes... Well, it's about the only thing you're good for. So sit tight and wait your turn." With that, Shadow patted the girl twice on the head and returned to his full height. As he did so, the Shadowlings continued their writhing upon the floor. At that moment, the second light roared to life. Shadow slowly closed his eyes and began to cackle. His uproar filled the room, rebounding off of the walls. It seemed like it came from everywhere and nowhere. Finally, Shadow settled down and feigned wiping a tear from his eye as he turned to address the party. "Wow, you guys are really givin' it the ol' college try aren't you? Honestly, I'm impressed. A little. I cannot stress enough how little I am impressed." There was a strange glint in his eye as he paused for a moment, clearly trying to grandstand a little bit. What were they if not a captive audience for his release? Emphasis on captive. "But you really didn't think I'd make it that easy, did you?" Shadow snapped his fingers. In an instant, chains manifested around the armored form of the knight he'd taken great pains into pummeling into the ground thus far. The barbed iron links would dig into his flesh, causing no small amount of pain to the unfortunate soul. But Shadow wasn't completely without mercy. Well, he was. They just weren't worth the effort of chaining someone and then punching someone else. He decided to hold back on delivering any punishments with his own hands while he waited to see how the warriors dealt with this newest monkey wrench in their plans. His Shadowlings, however, weren't as restrained. What kind of master would he be if he didn't give his pets the opportunity to grab a quick bite? The deadline for this round is 72 hours [May 22nd at 12:00 AM GMT-4], or when all players have posted once. As in a standard rotation, all players may post once. @Baldur @Ariel - The Crowned Lion @Hestia @Macradon @Zandra @Morgenstern
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    [BR-F25] And a Shadow Attend [Labyrinth Boss]

    A green wave of energy erupted from the woman the Shadow had just delivered a punish attack to. In an instant, the health bars of the warriors filled. All of his hard work at killing them undone in an instant. Despite this, Shadow's face brightened. A smile of genuine amusement stretched over his features. A kid in a candy store was what he was. "Punching bags that fix themselves? What will they think of next?" Because that's what they were to him. Punching bags. Sacks of water and meat so far beneath him he could barely justify the effort it took to punch them. Here he was a cosmic entity, an embodiment of darkness. To their credit though, they were successful in a single regard. Keeping him entertained. Shadow cared little for the rats stumbling over themselves the light the pillars. They had learned from their previous mistake, however. Instead of working on a pillar until it was complete, they would tinker with one and move to another. If he really cared at all, he might commend them on their change of tactic. But even rats can learn to adjust their behavior given the correct stimulus. It just so happened their correct stimulus was pain. That didn't stop the odd masochist from trying to provoke him, however. His gaze was drawn to a heavily armored woman. ‘’Come on dude. Hit me!’’ A pitiful, one-dimensional challenge. Shadow allowed an exasperated sigh to escape his lips. Why were they so hell-bent on trying to get him to actually focus? They'd all fall soon enough. They couldn't outlast him. There was simply no way. He took one look at the woman and shrugged his shoulders. "Nah." He stepped into the darkness once more. His blow connected with the inspiring warrior who had garnered the attention of more of his pets. A single punch delivered to the man's sternum blasted him backwards. From there, the Shadow shoved his hands into his pockets and waited patiently for the rats to scamper around him for a bit. He wasn't in any sort of hurry. This was but a blip in the eternity that stretched out before him. Unlike them, he had nothing but time. The deadline for this round is 72 hours [May 19th at 12:30 PM GMT-4], or when all players have posted once. As in a standard rotation, all players may post once. @Hestia @Macradon @Ariel - The Crowned Lion @Baldur @Morgenstern @Zandra
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    [BR-F25] And a Shadow Attend [Labyrinth Boss]

    "Roaming aimlessly?" the Shadow echoed, the hard edge of annoyance in his tone. It was true that these mortals proved themselves decent adversaries, putting up what he would consider an admirable fight. He even appreciated their wit, and to some extent, he found the banter amusing. But the Labyrinth Guardian grew tired of the seemingly endless optimism that flowed from these humans. He expected a bit more respect, and understanding of what immense power he truly possessed. Perhaps a demonstration was in order. Like smoke, the Shadow dissolved. When the darkness coalesced once more, the boss stood directly behind the dark-haired tank. With a roar, he shoved both hands forward, directing the explosive strike into the middle of her back. Even as the player flew forward, the Shadow drifted back, arms now spread wide as he addressed the entire room. "Your time is running out," he cautioned them. "The shadows will soon overwhelm you." On cue, another wave of shadowlings joined the fray. The deadline for this round is 72 hours [May 14th at 11:30 PM GMT-4], or when all players have posted once. As in a standard rotation, all players may post once. @Macradon @Morgenstern @Ariel - The Crowned Lion @Hestia @Baldur @Zandra
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    [BR-F25] And a Shadow Attend [Labyrinth Boss]

    The Shadow froze. He had lifted his arms in triumph, a pseudo-god commanding his troops as the Shadowlings marched toward their prey. A crooked grin had spread across his dark features, as eerie as the shapes that formed him. Both fell at the white-haired player's words. He really was a menace, wasn't he? "You think I'm not dangerous?" he growled, some of the good humor gone now. "You're dead wrong." Though he moved to say more, a sudden burst of light threw him off his stride. One of the pillars was finally lit. Everything shifted slightly, as the room was now lit by a new source. It was one of only three changes the pillar's ignition brought about. The other two? The players were one step closer to victory. And the Shadow was growing more furious. Heat, not unlike that which rolled from the pillar, danced in his obsidian eyes. The time had come to change his tactics, to change his strategy, to change his target. This time when he disappeared, he reappeared beside Baldur. This man, too, had attempted to motivate his comrades. It would be a pleasure to extinguish his light. With a roar, the Shadow slammed his fist into Baldur's chest with a new-found fury. The deadline for this round is 72 hours [May 5th at 10:00 PM GMT-5], or when all players have posted once. As in a standard rotation, all players may post once. @Baldur @Ariel - The Crowned Lion @Morgenstern @Hestia @Macradon @Zandra
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    [BR-F25] And a Shadow Attend [Labyrinth Boss]

    Uproarious laughter rolled like thunder, echoing in the cavernous space. The joyous sound was entirely out of place amid the chaos and the violence, as was the grin plastered across the Shadow's face. No longer did he make any effort to hide his amusement. "You speak with such confidence, yet when faced with true challenge, your performance is..." The creature waved a hand in the air as if searching for the correct term. Upon settling on it, he drew out each satisfying syllable. "Un-der-whelm-ing." In a blink, the Shadow dissolved, then formed directly in front of Macradon. Lighthearted humor warped into a sneer as dark as the shadows that formed him. His face hovered just a short distance from the white-haired swordsman's - in fact, there were only two inches between them. Then the boss thrust out his hand, delivering a single blow to Macradon's chest with a resounding thud. "You think you can fight my darkness?" The Shadow's voice boomed with the same explosive volume as a cannon blast. "You, who have not lit a single torch to stand against me? No, you have nothing. You are nothing." A new wave of Shadowlings emerged from the black, joining their brethren to swarm the small party. "Let us end this charade now!" The deadline for this round is 72 hours [April 25 at 3:00PM GMT-5], or when all players have posted once. As in a standard rotation, all players may post once. @Baldur @Ariel - The Crowned Lion @Morgenstern @Hestia @Macradon @Zandra
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    [BR-F25] And a Shadow Attend [Labyrinth Boss]

    As the player with the snow-white hair spoke, the Shadow listened. With each passing phrase, the figure’s expression morphed seamlessly from apathy to amusement. Falling something between a smirk and a sneer, the twisted countenance was approaching horrific. Usually, he would have no time for mindless drivel from such an insignificant worm. However, after eons trapped away, he appreciated the entertainment. “What a heartfelt declaration,” the shadowy figure stated once the player fell silent. The room quieted as his voice boomed, the only noise aside from Orgoth’s muffled protests as he thrashed against his bindings. Then the swordsman burst into action, hacking at the shadowlings that swarmed like angry insects. Though his attempt did impress the Shadow, the player succeeded in only killing one creature. As expected. He allowed another moment for his foe to say more, then answered, “I hope that you will put in as much effort when you are pleading for your life.” "Try me!" The Shadow’s gaze snapped to the woman, and he held out both arms in a placating gesture. “As you wish.” And he vanished. When the shadows formed the man seconds later, he once again stood beside Hestia. This time, however, the fist he threw missed the woman’s face by a hairsbreadth. He disappeared even before the completing the punch's follow through, forming again in the center of the massive space. All humor had fled from his face, annoyance now taking up residence there. Apparently, eons of imprisonment also affected his accuracy. But it was no matter, they would never succeed. “You have a long way to go, heroes,” he growled, voice low, rich, and rolling like thunder through the cavern. “Are my shadowlings too much for you?” The deadline for this round is 72 hours [April 10 at 11:00AM GMT-5], or when all players have posted once. As in a standard rotation, all players may post once.
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    [BR-F25] And a Shadow Attend [Labyrinth Boss]

    <<The Shadow>> <<Immortal Object>> 550 DMG | 4 ACC Shadow Aura: Players take a penalty of 2 Accuracy. This penalty is ignored if the player has the Night Vision mod or if a member of the party is holding a Glow Stone. Pillars of Light: Four Machines are placed in four corners of the arena. All must be lit to end the encounter. Lighting a Pillar requires a collective LD of 66. Shadowlings: Shadowlings attempt to blot out the light. Each unaggroed Shadowling increases the Pillar LD requirement by 1. Marked for Death: Gaining Aggro on a Shadowling applies a stack of Marked for Death, increasing the Damage <<The Shadow>> deals on his next attack by 15 per stack. Stacks are cleared when the Shadowlings die. The swirling darkness continued to coalesce. An oppressive aura seemed to settle in on the room. As the shadows solidified, the minotaur - Orgoth - readied his weapons. Slowly, their adversary was given form. From out of the darkness stepped what appeared to be a simple dark-haired man in a black business suit. His expression was one of complete apathy. Through a gaze veiled with sheer boredom, he sized up the group before him. He let out a sigh of exasperation, rolling his shoulders forward and backwards. “This infernal stiffness. One doesn’t appreciate the ability to stretch their limbs until it is robbed of them.” The voice came not from the man, but from the darkness filling the room. It was as if the voice came from everywhere and nowhere, layered on top of itself multiple times and reverberating off of the walls. Suddenly Orgoth let out a mighty roar. With frightening speed, the Minotaur blitzed past the party. Within an instant, he was upon the figure, his vicious axes raised high above his head. The powerful minotaur struck with all of his might. A loud clang filled the room, the force of his blow cracking the ground beneath the figure’s feet and kicking up a cloud of dust. When the smoke cleared, the heroes would be able to witness the sight before them. Orgoth’s axes seemed to be clashing against an invisible force. Hanging in the air between Orgoth and the figure was an icon with two words: Malicious laughter filled the room. The figure raised both his arms, holding them out to his sides in challenge to the minotaur before him. “What’s the matter Orgoth? I recall a time when you could carve through my shield like paper.” The figure brought one hand in front of him, tucking his middle finger behind his thumb. “I do wish that Orgoth would have come to play. Ah well. What is life but a series of disappointments?” And then he flicked the minotaur in the direct center of his chest. The blow lifted Orgoth off of his feet, blasting the hulking brute back the way he came until he was stopped by the wall far behind him. The minotaur fell to the ground prone, having left an indentation of himself in the brickwork. “I suppose I’ll have to content myself with you heroes. As a token of my gratitude for freeing me, I’ll make this quick. Now stand still. Don’t make this any worse for yourselves.” In an instant, the figure had disappeared. The next moment, he was standing to the left of Hestia, just inside of her blind spot with his fist cocked back to deliver a mighty blow to the woman. He followed through with the attack, blasting her away much like he had done with Orgoth, as well as shredding a healthy chunk from her health bar in the process. Now standing in the midst of the warriors, he cast his bored gaze over the five that still remained in close proximity. “I suppose I should give you all something to play with. Be careful now. The void is hungry.” The darkness began to coalesce again, this time in multiple places. Dark figures stepped out from the void and began to advance on the party. As they closed in, a voice called out. “Heroes! Use the Pillars! He must not be allowed to leave this room!” Orgoth had somewhat rallied from the devastating blow and was slowly climbing to his feet. With a snap of his fingers, The Shadow conjured dark chains that wrapped around the minotaur and bound him to the wall. As a final bit of degradation a metal muzzle appeared from the void and latched itself to Orgoth, preventing the minotaur from speaking. “Ah, ah. That’s enough from you, Orgoth. But by all means, heroes. Light the Pillars. If you can survive long enough, that is.” The deadline for this round is 72 hours [March 26 at 8:00PM GMT-5], or when all players have posted once. As in a standard rotation, all players may post once.
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    [BR-F25] And a Shadow Attend [Labyrinth Boss]

    Their attacks had proved to be insufficient. As powerful as the warriors had been, Nihilim still hung on by just a thread. The dragon lurched forward, its mighty jaws wrapping around Hestia. As they clamped down, two things happened. One, of course was that Hestia suffered damage from the attack. Second, with its jaws still clamped down on Hestia, the massive beast collapsed to the ground. The entire chamber shook as the dragon's body collided with the ground beneath it. The tremors were violent enough that they unearthed four strange structures around the arena. Nihilim had been defeated. If only the warriors knew what secrets the dragon held. The reason for the pure darkness that still seeped from the creature's wounds, lining the floor of the arena like a thin layer of smoke. The warriors might even celebrate the dragon's death as it began to slowly decompose, its flesh and bone reduced to nothing but purest dark. They might even forget that bosses in Sword Art Online don't decompose like that. Not without reason. "FOOLS!" A loud voice boomed throughout the arena. Dashing in through the massive arches of the door was a large minotaur. Unlike the other minotaurs that roamed the maze outside, this one was absolutely massive. He bore a striking resemblance to the statue back in town. In both hands, the minotaur carried a pair of vicious-looking axes. Piercings and war paint were prominent upon the features on his face. His red eyes blazed with a fury that could only be described as a father finding out their child had keyed their new sports car. "Do you have any idea what you've done?" A sinister laughter filled the room. The darkness flowing from the dragon's body began to coalesce to a single point. Come now Orgoth, the heroes have slain the dragon. Let them celebrate. It will be the last thing they do. The deadline for this round is 96 hours [March 16th at 11:20 AM GMT-5], or when all players have posted. As in a standard rotation, each player may post once.
  15. Nihilim

    [BR-F25] And a Shadow Attend [Labyrinth Boss]

    Nihilim felt neither the sting of the ballista nor the sensation of free-falling through the air. The creatures down below had failed in their attempts at preventing the dragon’s ire. And now they would suffer the full heat of his flames. The dragon’s gut swelled as he breathed deep. The loud woosh of the inhalation could be heard distinctly even over the din of the attempts to ready the ballista down below. Then, silence. Nothing could be heard save for the rhythmic wingbeats of Nihilim up above. And then, a spark. In an instant, the air above the warriors ignited into a deadly maelstrom of fire. The sweltering heat of the inferno so intense that the warriors would receive the full brunt of it. So profound was the intensity of the flames that their weapons began to glow red-hot in the face of it. Flames wrapped around the ceiling of the cavern, licking ravenously at the large stalactites that hung ominously from the ceiling. Under the roar of the flames, if one listened closely, they could hear a loud popping sound. The heat, compromising the integrity of the stone itself, caused the razor-sharp stalactites to crack at their base. Weakened thusly, the adornments were torn from the ceiling and began to crash down to earth. The party found themselves assailed by giant masses of half-molten stone from on high. They crashed into the ground like meteors, splashing molten stone in all directions as they landed. A massive cloud of dust and soot was kicked up in their wake. A final, loud crash. The dust settled. As the party would rally from their wounds, the proud dragon rose to his full height. He spread his wings and let out a terrible roar. Wounded and beaten, Nihilim nevertheless stood tall against a backdrop of death fiery devastation. While true, the warriors had vexed their draconic foe at every turn, Nihilim was not without tricks of his own. The deadline for this round is 72 hours [March 3rd at 2:15 PM GMT-5], or when all players have posted. As in a standard rotation, each player may post once.
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