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Dazia had only wished to make a point and then move on. Unfortunately, more players got involved and the situation escalated into a scene. "Great, like things couldn't get any worse. We are here, in the middle of a public, social event, and here we are arguing like idiots. No doubt this will draw more unwanted attention..." Stryder demanded for Dazia to let go of the girl, who was riled up, calling Dazia a murdering fiend. Geez, what exactly would get her to just shut up? Obviously not reason explained by the one she treats like a wanted fugitive. The player dressed as slenderman came to intervene, scolding the four of them, including Dazia. "I assumed that a false threat might get the girl to quiet down and listen. That obviously wasn't the way to proceed, except it's now that I realize that. Its ridiculous that I sometimes frustrate myself over making the wrong decision." The girl then called Dazia, and the player dressed as slenderman liars. Then she received a message from Vigilon, calling for a truce, and apologizing for the overreaction. She simply sent a message to him, then focused on the present upon sending it.
SpoilerTruce.
Thank you for apologizing, consider yourself forgiven.
Now, it seemed that things were starting to finally cool off(excluding the girl, apparently named Krysta), when Jack himself came to intervene, carrying a scythe. This was nothing good. He basically gave the players a warning, drawing a line that the heat of the issue was already close to crossing. She turned to Krysta. "I would listen to Vigilon and slenderman if I were you, and I would especially listen to Jack's warning. We wouldn't want to disrespect our generous host, now would we? So someone you knew is now dead. Welcome to life itself, including life here in Aincrad. Get used to it and calm down."
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The other end of the room was closer now, if she could at least temporarily retreat to the shadows... She turned her head to look behind her, spotting two players headed towards her. "I knew it! They're here!" The girl let out harsh, stern words that were obviously of a vendetta towards her. "Oh, for crying out loud..." The girl rushed toward Dazia, and she had an idea on how to at least discourage, if not stall her. She let the enraged girl come forward. With a swift move, Dazia had gotten behind the girl, her left arm holding the arms and torso, the right hand holding a false metal knife to the girl's neck, a false threat. "Listen here, you vengeful little princess, sometimes the game brings us to do things we don't want to do. I knew that there would be fingers pointed at me should the death be known. However, believe it or not, should you ask me, the fool brought it upon himself. Ever heard of self-defense?" Dazia sheathed the false knife, pushed the girl down just enough to bring her to the ground, and gave Stryder a look. Then she fled into the crowd, giving a gentle push when necessary as she walked, eventually running into someone that she knew, just not in costume.
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Dazia was about to speak, when Jack came into the manor to announce the winners of the raffle. "Alrighty! Since I believe everyone is here... it is time to do our raffle..." First, he called Stryder, who won a powerful but cursed weapon. Up next was...Dazia. She didn't expect to win, but it seems that, in her own opinion, luck is both with and against her, seeing that yes, she did win something, but now everyone knew her name, and there were chances that those who could be against her for that one time could be around... Nevertheless, she walked over and accepted the prize, the strengthening SP candy. "Thank you, this will come in handy..." She looked to her left and right, then walked right into the crowd of costumed players. It was a risky move, but it was a risk she was willing to take. She continued walking among the crowd, headed for the other side of the spacious room.
+SP Candy
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Dazia slowed down when Aereth fell behind. There would seem to be no safety in the vicinity from then on, she would guess. Upon sudden rustling, she tensed, and was taken down before she could react. She couldn't see her assailant's face, but she could see that he was unusually short. two and a half feet, and 1.27 centimeters tall? That you don't see every day. The minuscule player's words seemed smooth and elegant(OOC: or rather, that's how it came across to me), but they had no effect towards Dazia. When he took her weapon and tossed it, Dazia knew that either she was going to be killed by a tiny idiot, or she was being toyed with. She was already upset over the uncomfortable situation. The minuscule player spoke again, but the only thing he got from her with those words was the fact that Dazia was clearly disgusted. "Ugh. Go to He**, you creep!" Getting kissed on the forehead would have been the last straw, but her arms were fastened to the ground. Even if she flailed her legs, they wouldn't be able to reach the player's tiny body. She had no weapon to defend herself. He seemed to be as clever as he was disgusting. The small player seemed to act as if he believed the first floor was his turf. He introduced himself, then asked for Dazia's name. "My name isn't important, and I don't want any further words with the likes of you!" She would be undoubtedly done for if someone didn't at least loosen this creep's grip.
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Dazia was growing tired of just standing there in a dark corner while conversations bloomed and otherwise almost no activity. Couldn't have there been something she could do? From the looks of it, probably not, unless butting into one's conversation was an option. Tired of doing absolutely nothing, she looked around, and caught sight of some darts meant to be thrown at pumpkins. She walked over, went around the group having a conversation, and grabbed a dart. She caught sight of a pumpkin. She held her dart firmly, ready to throw. She stared at the pumpkin for a minute or more, and threw her dart. It whizzed softly in the air as it made it's way towards the target. Drat. Just two centimeters from the exact center. Then again, she now knew what angle would be required for the next shot. But before that, she would see if she could possibly join the conversation happening beside her, having heard a few words here an there while she aimed, despite that the gaps between words caught by her ear were too far apart for her to understand it. "Mind if I jump in?"
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Dazia was in floor 3, wondering what she would do for the day. Turns out, the day had planned itself and darn threw a monkey wrench at her. "Costumes? Halloween parties? This is about as sudden as that time with the beach party, and there's LESS time to prepare... What this world is coming to..." She began looking around the various safe zones until she found a costume she wouldn't mind wearing. A Dark Brotherhood Assassin's getup.
When she reached floor 10, she wasted no time and followed the map towards her destination. "Possible time to relax, or even find a friend or two... Let's just hope that the perfectly good Col wasted on this costume turns out to be worth it." She approached the manor. "Oh, look, another cheesy and cliché 'Spooky' manor. It seems grotesquely large, but little else." There was a tall figure with a pumpkin on his head that seemed to be awaiting her. "What a nice costume! It is great to see you here at this event. Here's your item for showing and I hope you enjoy yourself." Was this how the NPC greeted those wearing a costume? If this response was truly for everyone that wore a costume, Dazia would consider it unimpressive. "Add a little more detail next time, Cardinal..." She walked in to notice that conversations were already blooming, not that she cared at the moment. Although, perhaps finding a new/old friend wouldn't be so bad, and she might just decide to relax for a change.
+ Candy-Guard
Dazia's Costume:
Spoiler
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It wasn't long before the party of four managed to return to Griswold's armor smithy with the materials retrieved from the agile enemy, the Dark Elf. "We've brought back the materials you need." Griswold turned to Dazia, saying, "Ah, good, you're back! Heh, I assume you killed a dark elf, did you not? If you did, I'm sure the vile one didn't stand a chance against the four of you." "Oh, funny you would say that..." After a short amount of time, Griswold returned with some newly finished Light Armor. It was about time she got this, and Griswold probably had no clue as to how hard it really was. "Here you go, one set of custom light armor just for you." "Thanks. If you have any more problems with Dark Elves in the future, just let us know. I think we just might be capable of taking them on again by then." Once the four had left the shop, Dazia turned to her fellow party members. "Well, this has been a crazy day so far, but otherwise, I kind of liked working together with you guys. I hope to see you again soon." With that, she left the party, and began looking for a place to stay for the night.
10 Light points have been added to Dazia's Journal
Dazia's alignment has been affected!
Summary:
Dazia: 4 SP(Thread complete, quest bonus), 400 Col, Shadow's embrace(T1 Light armor[Mitigation]), 1 T1 material, and Rapier of Wrath(2 DMG, 1 ACC)
@Vigilon : 4 SP(Thread complete, quest bonus) and 400 Col
@Raze: 3 SP(Thread complete) and 400 Col
@Aster: 3 SP(Thread complete) and 400 Col
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Dazia noticed how Crozeph admitted that he was terrible with directions. However, Vigilon was ready to find the path. She didn't expect it to be just around the corner at all. "I don't think any further discussion is required for the time being. Let's head out." They reached the destination, and inside the building were some NPCs treating some ill NPC villagers, with hardly any success. She walked close to one of the healers, who was muttering, "It's no use, without the Little Nepent's Ovule, these people will surely die..." The NPC noticed Dazia, and turned to speak to her. "Oh! An adventurer, perhaps? Please! you have to help! The village is slowly dying of disease! The only known cure is the Little Nepent's Ovule! There are nepents out there in the forest. Some look different from the others, and occasionally leave behind the very medicine we need to save these people, and possibly stop a plague from starting!" The notification, as expected, came up on Dazia's menu.
<<Secret Medicine of the Forest>>
Accept Decline
She pressed the Accept button. She turned to the other two players. "Come on, we have nepents to slay."
(OOC: I was thinking, when it comes to combat, the "Waves" of nepents will become increasingly harder the more we fail to loot the quest item from the wave's Variant[Which spawns after the normal nepents are killed, according to the quest]. What do you guys think?)
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Dazia wasn't ready to deal with the feelings of unease. She managed to keep it from showing in her expressions, but she could only hope that Shi was not among the few. Thus, she had the audacity to ask. "By any chance, you aren't... seeking out any player in particular for something they might have done, are you?" She immediately regretted the decision. Why would she risk blowing what little cover she had? She then noticed a familiar face. She only hoped he wasn't among the few either. "As a matter of fact, I am planning on going somewhere. Outside the safe zone, to gather some materials. Then I will need to go somewhere else... a different floor, specifically." She didn't know if Crozeph was done with combat for the time being, but she decided not to ask. Besides, the other player probably wasn't in the best condition to fight, but neither was Dazia when the encounter with the Dark Elf happened. At least she had help back then.
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Turns out Dazia wasn't the only one who was exhausted and relieved at the victory. The other three players began to follow close by. Raze seemed to believe that he didn't do much of the work. Dazia believed that those words weren't exactly true. He did manage to deal some damage, which eventually lead to the Dark Elf's demise. She looked at Raze thoughtfully. "Well, you at least did some damage. What is important is that you wanted to, and could- help." Aster placed her hand on Dazia's shoulder, and Dazia's health returned to green. The rest of the HP regenerated normally. "Might as well search for materials as I go..." She spotted a gemstone concealed by overgrowth, and placed it in her inventory. "Do any of you have something to say before we return to town and finish the quest?" Someone might have something to say, and Dazia was almost finished with the task that is this quest.
ID# 89550 LD: 18(+1 T1 Mat)
Vigilon: HP 180/180, EP 12/20-2 turns till complete HP/EP Regeneration
Raze: HP 178/180, EP 0/18
Aster: HP 340/340, EP 32/34
Dazia: HP 20/20, EP 1/2 -
(OOC: I've invited another player to this thread, hope you don't mind)
Dazia was somehow feeling a little uneasy. Was this feeling part of daily life when one unintentionally became a fugitive to a select few? No matter, Dazia had to get on with the day's plans. The sun had now risen, and she felt a little...vulnerable. Right now, the other player had introduced himself as Shi. Under normal circumstances, she would respond with mentioning her username. But the uncertainty got to her. However, she had a bit of an idea. She didn't know if this player was among the few, so she couldn't risk it for the time being. Thus, she decided to use her real name. "And I'm Violet." She usually didn't feel this uneasy, nor did she feel this...distant. Was this feeling out of guilt? It couldn't have been, she was only defending herself, and the fool brought it upon himself that day. "My only goal in this game is to survive, by any means necessary."
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Dazia watched as Vigilon brought the Dark Elf's HP to almost nothing. Raze faked an attack, then pretty much handed the enemy over to Dazia so she could finish her off. The Dark Elf looked between Vigilon and Dazia, and then with a cruel smile, threw her dagger at Dazia, inflicting what was plenty of, but not lethal, damage to Dazia, bringing her HP to yellow. The Dark Elf wasn't going to get away with that one. Not at all. She rushed forward and stabbed the Dark Elf in the heart, finishing the fight at last. "This...isn't...over...Mark my words, this...isn't...over..." The Dark Elf shattered, leaving Dazia to hope there weren't any more of those Dark Elves in the current area. "I'll be heading back to the smithy, if you ask me. I'm through with combat for at least a day or two." She gestured for the others to follow if they wanted to, then began making her way out of the forest, hoping someone would follow.
ID# 89147 Mob: 10(Critical, +2 DMG)
ID# 89148 BD: 6+1=7(Hit)
[4] Vigilon: HP 179/180, EP 6/20
[3] Raze: HP 178/180, EP 0/18
[2] Aster: HP 340/340, EP 32/34
[5] Dazia: HP 9/20, EP 0/2
Enemies:Dark Elf:HP 0/90 -
Dazia had been thinking of which skills to utilize again. She didn't know whether to have the battle healing skill or the light armor skill. Either way, she believed her next skill would be defensive. She noticed a player approaching her. He didn't ask for her name, which was a good sign to her at the moment. In fact, he asked if he could go with her outside the safe zone. The original plan for the day was to just gather materials, so why not? "I don't see why not. Right now, I'm only hoping to gather some materials. Unless a stronger player were to arrive, I'd avoid combat entirely." She looked in several directions. "I guess nobody stronger than me is here just yet. But minor company for material gathering will have to suffice for now." She was ready to set out now, and hopefully she wouldn't run into anyone who Vigilon's message had been talking about...
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Dazia was walking through the lower floors, and she soon found a message pop up on her menu. She pulled it up and read it.
QuoteA Warning
Dazia, I have learned that you've killed Wardege.
At the very least, we need to talk. As soon as possible. Other players are also aggravated at the kill you have committed. Take this as what it is. A serious Warning involving more than just myself.
-Vigilon
She didn't exactly know if she should message back asking who the others might possibly be. It was too much of a risky move. She put the thought aside, and decided never to stay in the same place twice. She hastily ran over to the place where players warp to the other floors, and she was in floor 2. Dawn was arriving, and she stopped at the gate from Urbus that leads outside the safe zone. She didn't think she would have to tangle with any monsters if she remained close to the safe zone, but now she decided to wait for now. If a possible ally or two was to show up, she might be able to get on with the day's plans with gathering materials at the very least.
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Dazia saw how Vigilon managed to bring his hammer down on the Dark Elf at last, so to speak. Raze pitched in, and Aster failed to strike the Dark Elf. Now the Dark Elf was coming for her. Dazia stepped back, and took a cautious stance. She and the Dark Elf wound up with their weapons in lock. "Don't think this will be so easy. I will persist until one of you dies! At the very least, that is..." Dazia was upset over the fact that she would have to rely on her allies to avoid suffering damage right now, and sure, damage might not be at this exact moment, but she hoped it wouldn't come at all, and that the others would be able to finish off the Dark Elf. "I'm not alone, but you are. There are some reasons why teamwork prevails. Ever wonder why people came up with the term 'Strength in Numbers'?"
ID# 88868 Mob: 5(Miss)
ID# 88869 BD: 3+1=4(Miss)
[3] Vigilon: HP 179/180, EP 6/20
[3] Raze: HP 178/180, EP 0/18
[2] Aster: HP 340/340, EP 31/34
[4] Dazia: HP 20/20, EP 0/2
Enemies:
Dark Elf: HP 17/90 -
(OOC: Ryo has dropped out of the thread.)
Dazia noticed that the players around her were eager to help. However, she didn't need as much help as what came to her, thus she would have to decline assistance from one of them. "Sorry, Ryo, I don't think I will be needing your help today. Maybe some other time." She turned to the other two. "Yes, I'm talking about <<Secret Medicine of the Forest>>. I'm only one level under five, and I've heard that the quest can be a little difficult at times, so that's why I decided to wait for an ally or two. You'll do just fine." She was a level four player, and she wasn't in the mood to take any risks. The newest problem, however, was which building was the quest's starting point located. "Sure, I usually plan my strategies, but which building is the one where the quest is located?" She waited for the players' responses.
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Dazia was ready. The deed had to be done now. She jumped back, waited a few seconds, and dashed for the kill. She thrust her blade into Wardege, and it was over. She just stood there, her hands shaking, for she had never killed someone in her life. "Oh my- I just...killed someone!" After a moment or two of silence, she began returning to town. It was getting dark, and she tried as hard as she could to hide her expression, for it expressed both shock and guilt. "I never thought I would ever have to do that in my life... I told myself that if this is what I would do to survive, then so be it. But I never expected it to feel so...awful..." Dazia's cursor was still green, since the kill was in a duel, and she was relieved to not be physically marked as someone who killed another. True, she felt guilt for a while, but in the end, the fool had only brought this upon himself...
75 Dark Points have been added to Dazia's Journal
Dazia's alignment has been affected!
ID# 88759 BD: 7+1=8(Hit)
Dazia: HP 49/60, EP 0/6
Opponent:
Wardege: HP 0/100,EP 0/10DEAD -
Sure, Dazia had plenty of things on her mind, but actually missing wasn't in the plan. Wardege really wasn't going to give up after all. "I'm really sick of this. Just stand still please, one more, just one more! Even if you're going to run away from me to the end of time or this game, I will finish this fight! Don't think for a second that I will just let you go, especially since we're in a duel right now, for crying out loud! Face it! You're doomed, this is the end, you goose is cooked, you're down the creek, blah, blah, blah. Whatever, point is, there is no point in fighting on!" Those last few words didn't exactly roll off the tongue easily, but she was running out of possible words to say that wasn't repeating the same exact message. Oh wait, she was literally doing just that.
ID# 88757 BD: 2+1=3(Miss)
Dazia: HP 50/60, EP 0/6
Opponent:
Wardege: HP 4/100, EP 0/10
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So it seems that Wardege wouldn't see the truth until he was about to die. That is both cruel and sad. Nevertheless, she had a fight to finish. She thrust her blade in him, then proceeded to say, "It's rather disappointing that it took you this long to figure out the truth. But at least your eyes are finally open. It will be your choice. Accept your imminent fate, or try and attempt to hold out a bit longer. Either way, this fight is just about over. It isn't even worth it anymore to speak further of this, since nothing can be further than the truth. You are dying today from a reckless, rash action, and some of us know that there are hard consequences with reckless acts, but this one has one of the worst possible consequences. Your fate became sealed, and your death was imminent. My apologies, but I'm afraid there is no escape."
ID# 88745 BD: 9(Critical, +1 DMG)
Dazia: HP 50/60, EP 0/6
Opponent:
Wardege: HP 4/100, EP 0/10
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Wardege's response was, obviously, completely hostile. She had to think of a tactic to use that he wouldn't guess. Fast. "It doesn't matter how many times I ask you to listen to reason, or how many times you refuse. This fight will end the same way anyway, so tell me, why do you persist on a futile goal? TELL ME!" Silence would bring her blade to him. She thought carefully, and knew what he wouldn't expect. She stepped closer and swung her blade. "I said tell me! What are your reasons for irrational actions?" She wasn't just going to swing her blade at him this time. She wanted answers for now, then she would finish him. "Well? Anything to say? Or did I catch you off guard? Why is it that whenever I told you to listen to reason, you did the exact opposite? Did you have any goals once, or were you always aimless?"
ID# 88743 BD: 8+1=9(Hit)
Dazia: HP 51/60, EP 0/6
Opponent:
Wardege: HP 10/100, EP 0/10
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Dazia was getting really close now. Just three more hits. Wardege seemed to have come up with something new as well. "Oh, sure, just try out a new tactic while I'm turning around. Now I just have to guess what he might be guessing, and try to use a different tactic than that one... I'll go with... This one!" Turns out, Wardege managed to guess correctly that she would go with a typical thrust. "Hm, lucky guess, but not for long. This will all be over soon. I will give you one last chance to just stay still, at least, about, maybe three times? I must also say, for one that uses heavy armor, you are more agile than I thought... Either way, you're still doomed, so why not just think about it for the time being?" Now she had to wait for Wardege's answer, and attempt to avoid his attack as well. But what would he go with?
ID# 88741 BD: 3+1=4(Miss)
Dazia: HP 52/60, EP 0/6
Opponent:
Wardege: HP 15/100, EP 0/10
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Dazia's last trick didn't exactly work, but neither did Wardege's. Now, she had to think of something else. Fast. "So, if he can anticipate the same trick, I just need to constantly swap tactics of targeting, thus keeping him confused on where she would strike next, for a while, at least. For now, I just need to see another way to strike him that he hasn't seen yet..." She moved in a direction she knew he would move away from, then she made a sharp turn and thrust her blade at Wardege from behind. "How about this? Didn't see that one coming, did you? Honestly, if you want neither of us to hold back, I will do everything I could possibly do to finish this fight victorious!" She wasn't wrong there. Now, she had only three hits to go, and she had to think of which tactic to switch to.
ID# 88739 BD: 8+1=9(Hit)
Dazia: HP 53/60, EP 0/6
Opponent:
Wardege: HP 15/100, EP 0/10
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So Wardege just said there would be no more holding back. That wasn't new at all. Dazia was getting sick of all the times that he said he wanted to go down fighting than go down as still as a statue, but, well, it would be his loss towards a more peaceful, accepting demise. Maybe he didn't want to welcome death with open arms unfairly? She was starting to see what he meant, when she thought hard about it. Her next thoughts, however, were interrupted by Wardege's attack. "I better not get too deep into my thoughts. Let's see, will my previous tactic still work? I only have to make four more hits, just four more hits...and this will all be over..." There were still four more hits to be made, because Wardege seemed to have anticipated Dazia repeating the tactic, and only stepped back. "This could be harder than I thought..."
ID# 88737 BD: 2+1=3(Miss)
Dazia: HP 53/60, EP 0/6
Opponent:
Wardege: HP 20/100, EP 0/10
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It won't be long now. Hopefully. Dazia knew that at this point, Wardege wouldn't exactly hold back, so she had to strike quickly before he had a chance to dodge her blade. "Five more hits, just five more hits, and I might be able to forget that all this happened. Now, if I can see where he might go in order to dodge, I can strike him there instead, and succeed in getting him. I need to keep my focus on how to defeat him, since that would be the best thing to do right now. Time to put this theoretical strategy to the test." The plan worked. Her attack was successful, and what she had to think of next was to guess whether or not he would attempt to adapt to that trick. Only time could possibly tell here. "If you're not going to listen to reason, I won't hold back either. I just want to get this over with, but if you insist on a hard fight, it is a hard, difficult fight we both will get!"
ID# 88735 BD: 8+1=9(Hit)
Dazia: HP 54/60, EP 0/6
Opponent:
Wardege: HP 20/100, EP 0/10
[PP-F1] Embrace the Shadows
in Beginner Floors
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The minuscule player remarked on Dazia's choice of words, then shoved a dagger into her left arm, paralyzing her. Sure, she was alive, but what did this player have to gain from Dazia being paralyzed? She was already helpless as it is, despite that she hated being helpless. "Curses..." The player then sent Dazia a party invite, then guided her arm to accept the invite. "Can't...move...Its no use, but why the heck is he sending me an invite??" He repeated his question to Dazia. "Why don't you just cut the riddles, will you? What the he** do you want with me? What Dazia couldn't understand, is why the two she had met earlier weren't around at the moment. Was all this a trap? A trap to let her get captured and made helpless by a minuscule player half her height? The player then removed his hood, revealing himself to be a young boy. "Hmph. Aren't you a little young to be doing the things you do?"
15 Dark Points have been added to Dazia's Journal
@Aereth @Domarus