[25 / 2 / 17]
Turns out a few days turned into over two months. One thing led to another, most of that being left without actual internet access. But, I’m back now and hopefully we can continue where we left off!
___
Previous Threads: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1P692ixRdqE6FGbzQCTXsDqvrEvg3VWc4s8LkvCOr0q8/edit
______
<span class="mu-s">Summary</span>
You’re Lorelai Lufaine. A girl lost in another world. Directionless with no home and not even a penny to your name. The only lead being a land known as the ‘Elysian Circle’. A mythical land where only few dare to tread.
You visited the City of Stone, Nestad, to see if you could find out anything else. After getting to know the locales, you ended up getting caught up in a sort of conspiracy. People were going missing with no explanation. Checkpoints had been set-up going in and out of the city. The security had tightened, but people seemed to continue vanishing.
That is, until a fateful moment with a run in with a ‘living shadow’ in the confines of the dungeon. Enkindled by righteous fury, you and your stalwart Blue Mage ally fought to not avail. Angered, you stepped forth into a ‘portal’ the armored assailant had escaped through. Now, in the midst of a dark, dank cavern with no end in sight, you trek ever onward.
______
Unknown Darkness -- ???
“Kihihihi.” The creature laughs in rhythm with the shivering of its gelatinous body. Dozens of eyes stare, half-closed, taunting. It slinks away ever so slightly, receding further into the shadows cast beyond your blade’s flickering flame.
“What… is that?” You force the words out of your mouth. Nothing of import, just a simple question from a clueless, lost girl. Your breathing is labored, almost raspy. Your knees buckle, sliding against the damp cave floor.
Whatever strength kept you standing faltered. You admonish the momentary weakness, pressing yourself off the ground.
“Whatever it was…” Bucklin walks forward, placing a hand on your shoulder. “It’s leaving.”
“L-leaving?” You blink, conjuring a small flame in your free hand. You raise it forward and, sure enough, a trail of ooze is all that remains.
The creature had completely vanished.
Even if the creature had left, it left its mark. Whatever small comfort you thought you had was gone. You were not alone.
“Lorelai.”
“Huh?” You jerk toward Bucklin.
He shakes his head. “Relax.”
“... Right.” You sigh. “I’m sorry. I … lost my composure.”
“Don’t be.” He claps his hand against your back. “Gives me more opportunities to help, so we’re even.”
“Hah.” You let out a dry laugh.
“So, what now, my Lady?”
“I told you to stop with that.” You scoff.
Still, with that monster lingering about… there were more problems to consider.
>Try to tail the monster and see where it’s headed.
>Best to continue on while keeping the monster’s presence in mind.
>Might be better to rest. That was quite the event.
>Write-in
___
Previous Threads: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1P692ixRdqE6FGbzQCTXsDqvrEvg3VWc4s8LkvCOr0q8/edit
______
<span class="mu-s">Summary</span>
You’re Lorelai Lufaine. A girl lost in another world. Directionless with no home and not even a penny to your name. The only lead being a land known as the ‘Elysian Circle’. A mythical land where only few dare to tread.
You visited the City of Stone, Nestad, to see if you could find out anything else. After getting to know the locales, you ended up getting caught up in a sort of conspiracy. People were going missing with no explanation. Checkpoints had been set-up going in and out of the city. The security had tightened, but people seemed to continue vanishing.
That is, until a fateful moment with a run in with a ‘living shadow’ in the confines of the dungeon. Enkindled by righteous fury, you and your stalwart Blue Mage ally fought to not avail. Angered, you stepped forth into a ‘portal’ the armored assailant had escaped through. Now, in the midst of a dark, dank cavern with no end in sight, you trek ever onward.
______
Unknown Darkness -- ???
“Kihihihi.” The creature laughs in rhythm with the shivering of its gelatinous body. Dozens of eyes stare, half-closed, taunting. It slinks away ever so slightly, receding further into the shadows cast beyond your blade’s flickering flame.
“What… is that?” You force the words out of your mouth. Nothing of import, just a simple question from a clueless, lost girl. Your breathing is labored, almost raspy. Your knees buckle, sliding against the damp cave floor.
Whatever strength kept you standing faltered. You admonish the momentary weakness, pressing yourself off the ground.
“Whatever it was…” Bucklin walks forward, placing a hand on your shoulder. “It’s leaving.”
“L-leaving?” You blink, conjuring a small flame in your free hand. You raise it forward and, sure enough, a trail of ooze is all that remains.
The creature had completely vanished.
Even if the creature had left, it left its mark. Whatever small comfort you thought you had was gone. You were not alone.
“Lorelai.”
“Huh?” You jerk toward Bucklin.
He shakes his head. “Relax.”
“... Right.” You sigh. “I’m sorry. I … lost my composure.”
“Don’t be.” He claps his hand against your back. “Gives me more opportunities to help, so we’re even.”
“Hah.” You let out a dry laugh.
“So, what now, my Lady?”
“I told you to stop with that.” You scoff.
Still, with that monster lingering about… there were more problems to consider.
>Try to tail the monster and see where it’s headed.
>Best to continue on while keeping the monster’s presence in mind.
>Might be better to rest. That was quite the event.
>Write-in
