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  1. Plague slashed another lackey but taking a serious blow to the side again.

    *Grunt* "Being big has its disadvantages, but none the less you came here with the wish for death to happen, I shall grant your wishes!"

     

    ID: 10079

    Mob:10 (3 Damage)

    Battle: 6 (3 Damage)

     

     

     

    Plague: +2 Damage

    Lvl: 6

    HP: 12/15

    9/21 Enemies Remain

    Leader:

    Lvl:3

    HP: 0/9 

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 0/5

  2. As Plague swung he managed to make them scatter and their hits fall short, he asked them;

    "Why do you run if this is what you so desired? How can you point your weapons at another with full intent to kill, but you are to afraid to be slain your selves?"

    They continued to try to duck out of his swords reach.

     

    ID:9916

    Mob: 6

    Battle:3

     

     

    Plague: +2 Damage

    Lvl: 6

    HP: 15/15

    10/21 Enemies Remain

    Leader:

    Lvl:3

    HP: 0/9 

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 1/5

  3. Plague roared in laughter as ten of his 'enemies' fled as though he were something akin to a dragon! He swung again hitting (finally) but still receiving a hit as compensation. Even so he downed their leader cleaving him in half, with him bursting into thousands of crystals. After killing him Plague grew a level, all of his HP regained and he got more as well.

    "See? Even your so called comrades have left you to save their own skins! None of you can or will stop me!"

    They continue fighting trying to finish off this "Boss" or so they called him. No more will flee.

     

    Plague: +2 Damage

    Lvl: 6

    HP: 15/15

    10/21 Enemies Remain

    Leader:

    Lvl:3

    HP: 0/9 

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 1/5

  4. Plague misses again still not used to this new form, it also being his first time in it. A growl from him throws the attacks off. 

    "So, will more of you come to save what few remain or will you all die here alone?"

    One begins to flee eventually ten have fled to spin tales of a monster in the form of a boy.

     

    ID:9884

    Mob: 4

    Battle: 1

     

    Plague: +2 Damage

    Lvl:5

    HP: 7/13

    11/21 Enemies Remain

    Leader:

    Lvl:3

    HP: 3/9 

    Lackey (Fled)

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey (Fled)

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey (Fled)

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey (Fled)

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey (Fled)

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey (Fled)

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey (Fled)

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey (Fled)

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey (Fled)

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey (Fled)

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 1/5

  5. Plague swung again to get clipped in the side and he turned his head to see who hit him causing him to miss... Again. 

    "Stop squirming and accept your fate, you have brought this on your selves!"

    They begin to quarrel over the doom that is impending and who's idea it was among themselves.

     

    ID:9883

    Mob: 7

    Battle: 2

     

    Plague: +2 Damage

    Lvl:5

    HP: 7/13

    21/21 Enemies Remain

    Leader:

    Lvl:3

    HP: 3/9 

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 2/5

  6. Plague went to attack the Leader again but was hit first causing his hit to go wide, he looked down and he was swarmed again. He growled as it took him down further than what he stole. 
    "Tell me, who would get the scimitar if you kill me?"

    They all glanced at each other more hostile towards each other than him.

     

    ID: 9880

    Mob: 10

    Battle: 2

     

     

    Plague: +2 Damage

    Lvl:5

    HP: 8/13

    21/21 Enemies Remain

    Leader:

    Lvl:3

    HP: 3/9 

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 3/5

  7. Plague swung down into the leader with another bellow followed by a satisfying thunk as he sliced into the not so cocky leader. The others missing terribly. More fear passed through the crowd as the "Monster" began to pulse with a bright red light, gained health, and the poison effect popped up on their leader. 

    "This is the true power of me and my sword! Did you truly believe you could take it from me?"

     

    ID:9877

    Mob: 2

    Battle: 9

     

     

    Plague: +2 Damage

    Lvl:5

    HP: 11/13

    21/21 Enemies Remain

    Leader:

    Lvl:3

    HP: 4/9 (Poisoned until after next post)

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 3/5

  8. Plague began to swing his sword in an arc but all of the peons scrambled out of the way one accidentally stabbing another. Shrieks of monster began to ring out and echo.

     

    ID: 9876

    Mob:1

    Battle:2

     

    Plague:

    Lvl:5

    HP: 9/13

    21/21 Enemies Remain

    Leader:

    Lvl:3

    HP: 9

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 3/5

  9. Plague realized his predicament as he began to become surrounded he swung his sword missing as he activated one of his powers. He began to grow, his height doubled and one of the lackeys swung their sword in fright. Plague bellowed.

    "By staying here you have sealed your fate!"

    This caused several Lackeys to squeal in fear and the Leader to stop in fear.

    ID: 9875

    Mob:10 (3 points)

    Battle:1

     

    Plague:

    Lvl:5

    HP: 9/13

    21/21 Enemies Remain

    Leader:

    Lvl:3

    HP: 9

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 4/5

  10. Plague waited letting them have one more choice before they would fall before his blade. They came on, the lackeys did at least the "Leader" stayed back. As they approached he slid Taker out of its sheath and sliced the first to approach but taking a hit to the side as they surrounded him.

    "Think about your choices, are you sure you wish to commit this heinous act? I will allow you one chance to leave."

    In response the Leader laughed and told them to charge.

    ID:9873

    Mob: 6

    Battle: 6

     

     

    Plague:

    Lvl:5

    HP: 12/13

    21/21 Enemies Remain

    Leader:

    Lvl:3

    HP: 9

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 4/5

  11. Plague looked out over the forest from the top of the small mountain that he was on. 

    "How could things have gotten so out of hand?"
    He wondered. 

    "It has only been one day and the jealousy that most RPG players were renowned for had set in when they had heard of my sword, the Taker. Granted they are just low levels it still worries me... Will I have to take a life?"

    Plague thought these things for god knows how long until a voice rang out.

    "HEY, YOU!"

    Plague turned to see who was calling his name, he was crestfallen it was around twenty people all dressed for combat.

    "Yes? May I help you?"

    He responded trying to keep his voice from cracking.

    "We have come to take your sword, from your unmoving body."

    Plague sighed, now knowing that he would need to kill them unless he wished to be slain.

    "Well, come then!"

     

    Plague:

    Lvl:5

    HP: 13/13

    21/21 Enemies Remain

    Leader:

    Lvl:3

    HP: 9

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

    Lackey

    Lvl:1

    HP: 5

  12. Plague grabbed another one of the Dark materials and began to walk over to his forge as he began to place it in the forge he dropped his tool thus the material.

    "censored ! Why always with the Super rare ones?!"

    The Material exploded inside of his forge causing him to fall over and watch as particles fluttered down around him.

    Lost Material (Fail)

    +1 XP 

    Dice Roll:

    http://www.cydel.net/dice.phpID 9861

     

    Plague just done with the day laid on the floor and thought about his life. 

  13. Ok sorry item is voided, and am I doing the quote thing right?

     

    [center] [b] Item: [/b] Taker, Scimitar
     Quality: [/b] Perfect
     Shop: [/b] Smith of Disease http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/6399-f3-blacksmith-shop-smith-of-disease/?p=373525 
     Description: [/b] A perfectly crafted item that enjoys Taking from other and making them suffer. Has Life Stealing 2 and Poison (does same as Bleed)  [/quote] [/center]
  14. Plague waltzed into his store feeling refreshed after getting some sleep. As he got to the counter he threw himself over and grabbed one of the Rare Pulsing materials, as he did the ore began to make him feel... Drained. He couldn't explain it but he felt tired, he tried to shrug it off as he got over to his work station and began his normal process. Plague felt more and more drained as he went further and came closer to finishing, but as it began to throw a bright light over the back of his shop as it formed he felt his energy come back to him. He picked up the formed item, a Scimitar he read off the enchantments:

    Life Steal II (Activates on natural 8 9 or 10 +2 HP)

    Poison  (Activates Nat 9-10 +1 damage for 1 post after Same as Bleed)

    "Interesting"

    Plague states while pondering what to name it. Then it struck him:

    Taker

    He then made its description:

    A perfectly crafted item that enjoys Taking from other and making them suffer.

    Perfect Item

    +8 XP

    Dice Rolls:

    http://www.cydel.net/dice.phpID 9858

     

    Plague put up his old Scimitar on display and took the new one as his own. After a bit of pondering he put the price for 200 Col

  15. Plague grabbed one of the rare materials and immediately felt gloomier, as he walked over to the forge he went through the motions and as he placed the base on the anvil he had a flash back.

    Plague looked around no longer in his shop he was confused, it was brighter but there was screaming, panicking he looked around and saw the after math of where the first day jumpers were, he was there. Across the way, standing his mouth agape unmoving until Kisr ran off, what was left of his family... Gone.

    He flashed back into his shop and immediately threw the material against the wall shattering it into thousands of particles.

    Lost Material

    XP +1

    Dice Rolls:

     

    • Rolled a 3 on the d4 dice.
    • Rolled a 2 on the d6 dice.
    • Rolled a 5 on the d8 dice.
    • Rolled a 6 on the d10 (battle) dice.
    • Rolled a 4 on the d10 (mob) dice.
    • Rolled a 1 on the d12 (craft) dice.
    • Rolled a 14 on the d20 (loot) dice.

    Done for the day he disgustedly threw his smithing hammer against the wall and stalked off out the front door flipping the sign from OPEN to CLOSED.

  16. As Plague finished up with editing his shop, he stood back and sighed a giant breath of relief. 

    "Looking good! I wonder what sis would think about it..."

    He sighs and becomes melancholy again.

    "Time to try out our first hand in crafting!" 

    He exclaimed trying to cheer himself up a little bit. Plague walks to the front counter and grabs one of the Pulsing ores and takes it back to his forge, through the curtained off area. After the final swing the metal shortened and thinned out becoming a dagger, he picked it up and read the enchantments:

    Paralyzation 

    He thought for a second and named it:

    Fear

    He then gave it a description:

    An average sized dagger, it seems to pulse quickly when it strikes fear into the hearts of its wielder's foe.  

    After placing it up in his display rack he wondered if his items would help others deal with external demons and protect them, or if they would be used to harm others and assist the users to become demons. He shrugged it off it would not matter to him because those that were precious to him are dead.

    +3 XP

    Dice Roll:

     

    • Rolled a 3 on the d4 dice.
    • Rolled a 3 on the d6 dice.
    • Rolled a 7 on the d8 dice.
    • Rolled a 7 on the d10 (battle) dice.
    • Rolled a 3 on the d10 (mob) dice.
    • Rolled a 10 on the d12 (craft) dice.
    • Rolled a 1 on the d20 (loot) dice.

    ERROR, Forgot to put in PermaRoller link This Item Is Voided!

  17. As you walk in you hear the chiming of a bell, it sounds sickly sweet. The shop is average in size there is a 'L' shaped counter in the back with a curtain that seems to be covering a path way of some kind, the counter has a little bell that has a sign that reads

    "Ring for service"

    Also on the counter there are materials in a display area, in it there are; Several Black ores that seem to make the area around it darken, about fifteen or so deep red ores that seem to pulse at irregular intervals and dozens of other less important seeming materials.

    You hear hammering from the back of the shop, it seems to be coming from behind the curtain. 

     

    Current Rank: 1 

    XP: 13/20

    Crafting Abilities:

    I can currently craft melee weapons only.

     

     

    â–ºThe CD Result Chart (Rank 1)

     
    [1] = Critical failure (Lose materials)
    [2-4] = Fail (Lose materials)

    [5-7] = Bad item (Possible to salvage items on a 15+ loot die result)
    [8-9] = Good item  
    [10] = Uncommon item (1 enhancement slot)

    [11] = Rare item (2 enhancement slots)

    [12] = Perfect item (3 enhancement slots)

     

    Prices: Negotiable For Requested Items

     

    For Sale:
    Curved Thorn +1 Scimitar 200 Col

  18. (Coprolila see here http://www.biologicaldiversity.org/programs/population_and_sustainability/climate/ for those who don't want to read over basically blurting out random obscenities/profanity in the middle of a thought or sentence.)

    Plague recived his rewards:

    Candy Bag

    Effect: Grab a handful of candies to eat. Receive a morale bonus. +1 to all dice rolls for the next two posts.

    The candy bag has 3 charges. This means it can be used 3 times total.

    Uses a post action

    Strange Brew

    :arrow: Drink the potion and resolve the CD with the table below. This does not require a post action.

    1-2: Ah, Frog-it! Transform into a toad for your next 2 posts. You cannot take any combat actions or use items while toadafied.

    3-7: Supersize! Grow twice your current size for the duration of a thread or up to one game day, which ever comes first. Gain +2 DMG while supersized!

    8-12: Gender Bender! Transform into the opposite gender! This transformation lasts for one game day or a single thread, whichever comes first. Gain an insight bonus resulting in +3 skill points.

    Plague pondered where his third reward was until a message popped up saying; Curse-Coprolila Cure-Rose of the Beast

    "I wonder what Copro-censored" a twitch or spasm stopped him mid question "What wa- censored" he started again, "Hmm I can't-censored-control it." After a while he stopped talking and decided not to talk. Plague started back towards the starting Village to see if he could get a little more info on this "Beast's Rose".

  19. Plague heard about a special event that was going to happen on the second floor and hurried, when he hear the cackling his only thoughts were "Oh, no! Did I miss the event?" He sprinted to the source of the sound and when he approached it, 'it' happened to be a witch and it recited 

    Double, double toil and trouble;

    Fire burn and cauldron bubble.

    A Witch's riddle for the mind;

    Hope your answer's just like mine!

    Its okay if you dare be clever;

     Maybe I'll make you live forever!

    The rewards are more than fair!

    Though a witch doesn't care!

     

    ---


    Answer the following riddles true!

    Take just one or maybe two?

    Nay! you say, you want all three?

    Fine! Okay, if you answer to me!

    After listening to the witch recite the riddles Plague pondered.

    "Take all the time you need little one."

    "HEY! I am not little."

    "You are still a younging"

    "No, I am fourteen!" He said a bit too proudly

    "Yes and I am one hundred times older than you."

    "Uhhh… The riddle, yeah the riddle." He said a bit distracted

     

    Plague got up the the witch and whispered in her ear the answers to the riddles, hoping he got them correct.

  20. Hello, My name is Plague.

    I am in need of someone who owns a blacksmith shop to take me on as an apprentice, if you need mats send me to go get them and show me the works in return you get my first perfect item, but you will need to tell me what it is you want.

    Requirements:

    -Owns a Blacksmithing Shop

    -Has the Blacksmith Proficiency

    Reward:

    -My first perfect item but you have to tell me your requirements.

  21. "Hello? Is anyone there?" Plague hollered. Hearing the pounding in the back and the fact no one had immediately come out to greet him he could tell this was a player ran shop. Not sure if to be excited or scared for what his tutor would look like, and if they would accept him as an apprentice,

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