Khorne
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"Hehehe", Eric returned a smirk of his own, equally cheeky. "Let's make the poor sod search a little longer", he said as he sat down in the sand next to the woman. "So, what's your name, you lovely rascal?"
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Eric raised an eyebrow and then unbeared a wide wolfish grin when he heard the nobleman's exposition. If this fat sack of lard thought Eric would be his errand boy, he was sorely mistaken. Nevertheless, the Nord subdued his wicked smile and turned it in for a more friendly, assuring one. "I'll see what I can do, sir", Eric replied to the fat nobleman and turned heel, overviewing the beach. There was Boomingham who was helping the overgrown prawn look for his key and then there were some lovely ladies enjoying the sea. Eric stepped towards the woman wearing a golden bikini. He felt like opening with the over-the-top: "Do you know why this is called the Amenra Resort? Probaby because 'Amen! Rawr!' is all I can think of when I see a woman like you.", but instead he chose for a tried and true classic. "How you doin'?"
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Eric filled up with joy when he saw the Rhino couple happily reunited. But not really. In fact, he didn't even care. All he cared about now, was getting to the beach and see what the Resort was famous for. "Aye, let's find out if the view is really that amazing, after all."
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"I thought that was a kind gesture of you, Jon", Eric smirked and tossed the old man 24 gold pieces.
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Eric spun his blade around in his hand and then sheathed it. He rubbed the palms of his hands together to remove any sweat or sand. He grinned widely, proud of his achievement. Hearing Peri's remark, Eric simply stated: "I'm just that good, sweetcheeks." "So, now that we got that handled. Where to next?"
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Awesome build! That's an instantly recognizable scene (even though you mashed several different scenes into one). The houses really evoke that Japanese atmosphere and the way you used white flowers as snow is simply brilliant. The contrast of Wolverine's blood with the snow, all those details: everything is just so perfect. Absolutely stunning build!
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Eric swept his sweat and the Basilisk's blood off his forehead with the back of his hand. Again, he grinned widely at Boomingham. "Glad to see you back up, pal." The Nord squinted his eyes, somewhat hindered by the fierce Salmandian afternoon sun. This land was too hot for his liking. He chuckled at Boomingham's remark and clutched Conspirator tightly. "Heh, nothing I can't handle." Eric eyed the blind, writhing dune serpent and mumbled softly: "I was born for this." Eric attacks the Basilisk from the front row, using Conspirator Battle Order: Eric Boomingham
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Yeah, that Petrify is pretty nasty. We both have a Remedy, though. Still, I'd rather not use consumables here. Let's try the Siren tactic. I fight, you heal me if I'm wounded, else you fight too. I flee if you go down. Also, there's still the "Guts Holla Death By Poison And Waiting"-approach, I guess. If we do nothing for 60-ish Rounds, won't the Basilisk succumb to the Poison? That would be kind of lame, but viable. Let's take our chances and fight this mofo. I think the possibility of me getting Petrified is rather slim anyway, since the Basilisk is Blinded each time I hit it. EDIT: Now that I think of it, I think the chances of you going down by its Special are bigger than me getting Petrified.. As long as I can keep it Blinded, I'm immune to any harm the Basilisk could bring me. Eric rolled his shoulders and grinned at Boomingham. "This sand snake is going down. Just you and me." Slowly, the Nord started walking closer to the Basilisk again, sword in hand. "If my forebears slew beasts like this, there is no way for me to back down now.", he thought. Looking over his shoulder, Eric instructed: "If I get hurt, try to patch me up later, but patch yourself up first." Eric smirked and winked, jokingly adding "You look like shit, Lawrence." "We could wait and let its Poisoning kill it, but where's the fun in that?" Eric attacks the Basilisk from the front row, using Conspirator. Battle Order (if Zepher agrees): Eric Attacks Basilisk Boomingham Heals himself
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OOC: I don't have a Phoenix Essence, only Boomingham has one. Like CutCobra said, this battle is not mandatory and can be skipped, so I think it's best if we don't use one of the few Phoenix Essences the party has got now. I for one just want to deal as much damage as possible and hopefully win this battle without using any of my consumables. The minute I take too much damage and need to heal, Eric will probably flee. Sorry . Hang in there, Pyro!
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Eric grinned as the giant snake writhes blind in the sand. Eric repeats.
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You sure? I haven't followed their relationship that close, but my impression was that Matthias found Lind quite obnoxious. EDIT: Just to be clear, so that I don't have to repeat the same thing over and over ( ) : to all those asking for me to buy items in #130 for their characters: I don't buy items for others not in the quest. Not only do I not have the money and I'd rather use the money I have for myself, I just feel the same about this as Zepher. It's nothing personal, it's just not my style of playing .
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Eric shrugged. "I don't need a bomb to get my out of this situation." He readied his sword for another strike. The Nord was too stubborn to give up now, even though the knew he wasn't required to fight this battle. Eric attacks the Basilisk from the front row, using Conspirator.
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"Good afternoon, you two", Eric smirked as he joined Boomingham and Peri's side. He then charged forward lunging Conspirator at the great snake. Eric attacks the Basilisk from the front row, using Conspirator.
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Eric drew Conspirator as well and ran into battle, ready to hack away at the creature.
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Eric squinted his eyes, trying to identify the creature in the distance. "A giant snake...Ouroborus or basilisk?" He licked his lips and grinned wildly, a fire burning in his eyes. "A giant snake for me to kill, like the great Njordon, slayer of the Olegardsormr!"
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Forgot to post this earlier, but if Eric were ever to become a Veteran (phaaaaah, fat chance there ), his name would probably just be "The Northman" or "The Serpent". Untrustworthy, speaking with a split tongue and able to slither out of tricky situations.
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"Nothing we can't handle? I'm fine with that plan, as long as we'll make some coin and I get to go to the magic shop." Eric said. "Although having the boy mage on our side would've been nice too", he thought as Heckz stated that he would stay where he was for now.
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@130, sorry for my low activity. Extremely nice weather, exams and Confirmation feasts from family have made my internet time limited. It'll get better in a week or so, since I'm almost done with school then.
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Eric raised an eyebrow and smiled. "And a crappy morning to you, too! Any reason why this morning is so particularly crappy for such a dark and gloomy Black Knight, such as yourself?" "Finding those poisons to sell is definitely high on my list of things to do here. I could use some coin to buy at least one nice and valuable souvenir in this damn city without getting scammed," Eric muttered. He was still angry about not going to be able to collect the goods he had bought from the black marketeer, even though it was the party's own fault. "Also, I want to visit that magic shop in the Slums again, when it's open."
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"My Common is rusty, Elf. I'll have a Nostrum."
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Eric growled when he noticed Heckz wasn't able to enter the shop. "These people mustn't be the brightest of business men, with such picky opening hours", he thought to himself. The Nord yawned when the three heroes reached the port. All this walking around was getting to him. Drowsy, he tossed the bartender 50 gold. "A complimentary drink, does that mean it's included in the price?"
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Eric dangled the bear above the boy's head for a while, before letting the kid grab it. "Who are you calling a thief, you little brat? I got it fair and square from some dirty greenskin over at the slums. I'd wash the filthy bear, if I was you." Eric accepted the perfume. He rolled his eyes at the woman's remarks. "That's the scent of a man, woman. If you're more into effeminate dandies smelling like roses, I suggest you hook up with that guy". Eric nudged in Heckz's direction. The Nord then stepped towards the werelions. "You with the red-headed kitty-kat over at the inn? Land any good jobs yet here?"
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Eric winced at the noise the "musicians" were producing. "That's almost as crappy as this filthy bear," he mused as he held the teddy bear out in front of him, plain in sight for all to see. He shook his head. "I wonder who'll want this piece of crap."
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Eric shrugged. "I've no idea what to do here. Only influential people can reap the benefits of Salmanda, apparently. Maybe we can check out the Palace again so I can switch the teddy bear with the kid." "Or...", Eric started to grin, "we try to head to Shipwreck Shore. Gut some Golden Scorpion, takes its Venom and cash 500 coin, easy as that. Though, we might need to get some sleep first, if that's the plan. The Inn had some cheap beds, if I recall correctly."
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OOC: Argh, damn it! I better've not lose gold I paid in advance for my items . I have a weekend of bad internet connection and then this happens . "Damn it," Eric cursed as he sped out of the safehouse. Hopefully, the party would still be able to come back later. Even though the black merchants might be off limit now, he'd still want to pay the magic shop a visit. "Ain't you the diplomatic man, Sarge", he grinned as he ran beside the hobbling, peg-legged old man.
