NIGHT

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thread summary. - new thing. (2) + 26090 xp | (986 * 15) + 3500 + 240 + 7560 + 169,273 col | (xp * 0.15) + 1200 + 164160 + 28 materials + 1 demonic shard + ruby gemstone + groviat's blessing + gryphon's treasure + ... and whatever else combat loot is under spoilers.

“and neither was our beloved when she fought for our territory. against an outsider’s forces. an overwhelming threat, that was only sealed away by sheer coincidence through these layered penitentiaries of ours.” they shared a look again, just as groviat had decided to calm down. “like shadow?” day questioned. “like wushen,” night considered. “like evil unearthed, like pure sin risen from the depths of sorcery, of witchcraft,” groviat uttered, and their eyes fell back onto him. “enough to betray the rules of living. a darkness heard of multiple times over, an ever relentless

in their clutch, their fingers overlapped. soft pads went over smooth skin, almost like a comfort. groviat peeked from the corner of his vision. “so i thought this, of fate,” he said. “of our capacity. of our truth, and growth. you will face stronger foes in your time to come — because that is of your nature. of yours and mine.” from his sides did two wings expand, the tips of their span touching the walls on either side of the cave from where he sat. his eyes were lit with determination, breath burning and readied. “and whatever shall come your way, i too, will see it through

the dragon paused. “then there must once be a dragon hunter. one before you and yours. how else would you know to collect the gemstones? but you must be wary, and ready.” groviat stayed still for a moment. raised his head and shook slumber out of his eyes once he felt to do so. “my dreams had once told me of our kin. dragonkin. a race once far larger than we are now. i thought, inhabiting this figure from history, ‘how large could my wings grow up to?’ i never found out.” groviat hummed. “but i know now that there is so much more we could do. so much more we could be.” he turned away

“sorry?” night brought her companion’s hand close. day slid a resistance in lightly. “you mean the dragon hunter’s anthology, correct?” “indeed.” their breath-bearer sighed. “and that is a tale of which another has walked upon — but whether or not it pertains to the existence of you and yours is unknown. i share in memories of him, memories where i am disembodied, abstract. different. i am not of my own, but i have heard his voice. i understood of our kind that he had fought. i know of him.” “it has puzzled me all this time…” the duo shared a glance. day raised a hand. “wh

“ours is of strength,” groviat said. “raw, unadulterated. that is what our flames stand for, what the blessing you have received shall be.” “not the ninth,” night spoke between gritted teeth. “no.” the dragon raised his head. “only the wyverns inherit that place. debased and uncouth. just because our kind breath fire does not mean we need live amongst that which burns with us.” he looked upon the duo. “i called of you, to understand the people i now deal with.” groviat’s blink was slow. “a life for a life, my nephew had said. now i exchange — you and yours for mine.” day tu

she started forth after waving her sword away. “night.” groviat’s voice was booming. “i know of you. my champion. upon mine appeasement, your blessing shall be refreshed. i shall address you later.” his pupils went to the construct instead. night stopped. “but your counterpart is of legend. only few of us are able to recognize now the ones that lurk, often unseen among us.” day hesitated. night spoke on her behalf after a glance. “how do you know of that?” “because idianth and giovanna are not one of us.” groviat squinted. “and, by my judgement, neither my brother after all.”

idianth but stared at him. then his sights dropped to night. “an eye for an eye,” he whispered. “so if i should face you in combat ere long, it would be a trade. a life to lose under his care, too.” he bared his teeth, breath unseen. “that the score should be renewed…” the youngling took flight, drastically, recklessly, his wings near clipping the stone that jutted from the cave’s entrance. groviat’s fury waned. he but trod back to his resting spot, an eye trained on day. “and we hadn’t had much to say to each other yet,” he said, taking a seat upon the mound of gold. his front

giovanna began to leave. idianth started behind her. night merely shared a glare between groviat and herself, weapon resummoned, after a brief dismissal from her save earlier. “nephew,” the great dragon began again. his kin stopped, partway out the cave entrance. “me neither,” he muttered to the woman trudging on ahead, but turned his gaze towards his uncle either way. groviat’s sights fell onto him. “you can ask your father about it.” groviat smiled. “and tell him i sent you. and, that if he doesn’t teach you about this yet…” his head turned, and he looked to the player.

to night’s turned back, and to idianth, who looked on in shock, the conqueror spoke. “this is the ability that mortals could harness, if they worked together with us,” he hissed. “the height of our paradigm, nephew, able to achieve a nigh impossible fate.” “because,” he spoke, “i had not intended on leaving either of you alive.” his gaze bore into night. but night couldn’t tell, busied with setting day upon her own two feet again. “are you okay?” she was quiet, and unaware. “did it hurt?” but day very much was, eyes caught by cardinal’s unwavering camera. “night,” day

idianth showed doubt on his face. groviat sneered. “has it never occurred to you: the strength of the bonds between dragon and man? why this gift is uniquely ours… and why, perhaps, kevranth had not imparted upon you this knowledge yet?” “no,” idianth stammered. “no, i didn’t know.” “a shame.” it happened suddenly. groviat made no warning, but lunged in the direction of giovanna — who had been silent, watching, agitated the entire time. day was right behind her. and night could see them on the collision course, almost as though time had slowed, for her and her alone. t

“and what of the power?” groviat narrowed his eyes. “yes,” he said, “prepare yourself.” night kept the gemstone — by now, the quest should have been considered complete. and yet, she watched as groviat lean backwards, taking in a deep breath. when he was ready, he leaned forward, and hummed as he sighed. the air about them changed, shifted. the air, once feeling scarce, now grew heavy and dense, a force that kicked night awake, if only just barely. there was a warmth that drifted in from groviat’s power — one that wasn’t apparently directly targeted towards her, and yet, she fel

“it’s that and power,” night found herself saying. she pulled up her inventory, and dropped a couple of leather sacks on the ground. “is this enough for what you’re bargaining for?” groviat hummed as he leaned in close. night unlaced the item sacks, revealing a multitude of marbles, gold coins and gemstones — all crafted items. “barely,” he decided. “will equipment do, then?” there were a number of items she’d started to discard as well — old tracksuits and trinkets long unused. “do i really look like a junk sale agent?” he mused, but tilted his head upon noticing the jacke

“a part of yours,” she muttered, audible enough for the dragonling to register. “maybe. or a part of your fathers, or giovanna’s. but i don’t remember agreeing to any of this — just to the way you split your treasure if groviat ever goes down.” “when he goes down,” giovanna pushed, “which was what you were supposed to be helping us with!” “aww.” groviat laughed. “your aides appear to be so greatly in need of your power. and you can have that, and more, with my help. so why don’t we cut ourselves a deal, night?” night shared a look with day, the latter stunned, a distance behind

“all of your treasure,” giovanna declared, “and the lands you’ve claimed back from us!” “nothing you can offer will quench your ruthlessness,” idianth barked back. “if it were merely possessions we’d wanted, you’d find some way to retrieve it from us once again. so only in death shall your debt be repaid in full!” groviat snarled, and extended his wings, beating them lightly to quieten the two. “i don’t think either of you should be speaking for her,” he said, turning to night. he eyed the oath in her hands. “for someone to be wielding such a tool of might, there are more worthwhile

another strike — this time directly underneath groviat’s chin, upwards — and her blade sung again with cardinal’s favor. two attacks, and groviat’s health was already past a half-way threshold. he’d lashed out with a roar, before his head hung low. groviat chuckled, just as everyone else scrambled to their feet. day had only just entered the room. “smarts, that hurts…” the great dragon growled and shook his head, attempting to waive off the blows he’d suffered. “hold your blades,” he decreed, and for some reason, the party had obeyed. night was still at the ready — groviat looke

giovanna rushed in. idianth followed suit. night was in there last — she’d been stunned at the mouth of the cave, surprised to see the stark contrast of wealth untold and unimaginable against the tranquility of the outdoors. where he slept had likely been on a large mass of gold coins, spread across the floor at the center of the room, towards the back wall… because that was where groviat stood, appearing cornered, lunging out only to bite at the bandit human and his nephew’s relentless clawing. “night! what are you waiting for?!” she’d shook her head. if something else gave her paus

night was looking over her interface. day didn’t seem too interested to investigate, not as much as she used to. a glance here, and a tilt there, but night managed to swing her notes around ever so slightly that she wouldn’t notice them. “night, what are you trying to hide?” day asked, leaning onto her owner’s shoulder once the message was waved away. “i’m not trying to hide anything,” night lied. “and idianth wasn’t trying to talk about his mother, either,” day refuted. “but he did, anyway, for giovanna. for trust.” at the entrance of groviat’s lair, it was apparent t

giovanna shrugged. “if my men can be kept wealthy and fed, i see no reason to go on raids any more. they could stop risking their lives to challenge adventurers like you — ” she gestured to night, “ — and then promptly losing them afterwards.” night simply turned to face day instead. “what?” she shook her head and addressed giovanna. “those conditions are fine by me. so do you happen to know where groviat is?” the bandit chief chuckled. “know it? if our home base wasn’t once so near where he was about to conquer, we would’ve remained neighbours with his cave. come.” she us

night hummed. listening to acanthus, a part of her wished she could see the world through her eyes instead, if only out of curiosity. the tidbit about the familiars was something she could understand, upon her companion's consideration. "i suppose you're right," she decided, looking back out at the world outside. there was a pause between her next question, and acanthus' reply. “I haven’t thought beyond finding some quests to do. Leveling up is my biggest priority right now, and I have a lot of ground to cover if I want to catch up.” "catch up," night repeated, in comfortable, idle t

"what was the size of the dragon you were imagining...?" the shadow matriarch was no larger than any of the dragons she'd seen before. this might as well have been part of the dragon hunter's anthology quest line after all. with three stacks of shatter, and an envy for the dots she hadn't thought to carry along, there was little reason for her to try and hold back her oath. so she rushed in, as the dragon staggered, head lowered as it started to skid to a half across the top of their tower. night had hesitated, trying to figure the best distance to be away from the dragon to prevent

to: @Pinball black mamba. | [#214533] | TIERLESS TRINKET | SNEAKY III [desc.]: a thin, minimalistic black ring of a snake. it is featureless, smooth and shiny.

r10 artisan | x14 daily crafting attempts | cd tool black mamba. | [#214533] | TIERLESS TRINKET | SNEAKY III [desc.]: a thin, minimalistic black ring of a snake. it is featureless, smooth and shiny.

Skill(s) Being Dropped: Howl Mod(s)/Addon(s)/Shift(s) Being Dropped: Focused Howl SP Incurred Towards Limit: 10 SP Refunded: 15 Cost: 10,000col