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August Catch All
Who • Vogel (Emil Sinclair) and YOU
What • Catch all for August - any dungeon runs, misc. stuff happens here. I'll toss up open TL from now and then that don't fit with event posts.
When •All Throughout August
Where • Mac Anu and Lumina Cloth.
Content Warnings • none, will add if any pop up later
What • Catch all for August - any dungeon runs, misc. stuff happens here. I'll toss up open TL from now and then that don't fit with event posts.
When •All Throughout August
Where • Mac Anu and Lumina Cloth.
Content Warnings • none, will add if any pop up later
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They didn't give Harvest Cleric any ranged attacks...?
[ Sir, you're made of stronger stuff than him. Luckily that "attack" gives Michel a more immediate concern, since the chest lid pops open and a... slimy claw-looking thing emerges. Time to move in to stab that immediately. ]
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Ew. I think they're all mimics.
[Watching the chests rattle--except for one. Huh]
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[Drawing a circle in the air with his staff, he traces an advanced earth glyph in the middle of it.]
MeGam Rom!
[The glyph shines bright, then shatters into a series of large stones that fly up in the air and rain down on several of the mimics. Leo makes sure to aim the rocks out of the way of his allies - friendly fire isn't the name of the game, especially right now.]
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Hector appreciates how quick everyone is to move in to fight, and he does his due diligence to leap backwards, out of the fray. A dead healer's a useless healer, anyway.
(He is, though, quietly impressed by that earth magic. Nice one, Leo.)
Pinning Michel as their main frontline DPS, Hector gives a little flourish of his oak wand and casts Ap Do on him. Enjoy your increased Speed, buddy. Mow 'em down. ]
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Considerations for later. Michel quickly spams Ogre Slash to pick up both mimics; and then a second time, thanks to that speed boost. Hector gets a quick nod of appreciation. Michel is quiet, not utterly without manners. ]
Thank you.
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That's three of them.
[And if Sinclair seems steadier when crushing monsters...well. That's nothing. It's all a video game after all :)]
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GiVak Don!
[The circle spins in place, setting ablaze, then splits into snake-like tendrils of flame which swirl past Sinclair and Michel and slam into more of the mimics.]
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This is heavenly. ]
Keep it up! They're almost dead!
[ Hector's basically sitting here, just twiddling his thumbs. A little verbal encouragement couldn't hurt right?
Nor could another Ap Do on Sinclair. Zoom on, my friend. ]
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Well, the party is running so smoothly. He can shelve that to consider another time. Blade Brandier is fun to play when all he has to think about is spamming the speedy combos, one quick attack into another Cross Slash. Mimics in all games deserve it on general principles. ]
It's unsettling how easy this is with a full party.
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Mm. I usually only get to run in pairs, so this is really different.
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I think I've softened these ones up enough! Might as well save the SP for the potentially harder enemies later on.
[He gives Hector a knowing grin.]
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Hector isn't one to sit back, though. He picks up another slime-covered stone from nearby and gives it a hurl at the mimic with the lowest HP. It connects, but it isn't a very impressive throw.
It's fine. He's contributing. He rests an arm on Leo's shoulder and grins in return. ]
Yeah. Better save our energy for the main event.
[ whatever that could be... ]
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The chip damage from a stone might not be much, but neither is the mimic's HP. Michel snorts when that KOs it and turns his attention to drop the last ones with Sinclair. ]
Good planning. Particularly if we run out of stones.
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Will we really need more?
[Onwards into the fleshy gross dungeon!
With some strange looking starfish sticking to the walls. Gross.]
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A bit weird of a place for these to spawn, don't you think?
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He only spares the starfish a glance, resists the urge to roll his eyes. Ugh. ]
There has to be more to this dungeon than metaphors. Aren't we here for a specific quest?
[ Or is this really just some weird joke by the devs? ]
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[ Winter glances at Vogel, and then decides against completing that question. What teenagers get up to searching on the internet is their own business, but he's not going to contribute. ]
Mm. A "famous book" is in here somewhere. Since monsters don't usually drop loot, there should be a chest.
[ He hopes, because if they have to get up to their elbows in flesh wall to find it, he's out. Quest or not. ]
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A starfish was a metaphor for something?]
Usually it's towards the end, isn't it?
[By the way guys. Those star fish? Are squirting water as you walk by. Have fun]
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MeGam Rom.
[His chant is quick and to the point, firing a blast of rocks at the stupid fucking starfish. He's not getting wet in this dungeon, no thanks.]
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[ One starfish sits on the other side of the hallway, away from Leo's rocks. It squirts, and a generous deluge splatters over Hector's hair, face, shoulder. ]
—Eugh!
[ No!! He did not consent to this!!!
He stops in his tracks, wipes his face... Is this really water. Or is he imagining it stickier than it actually is? ]
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...I no longer wish to know the metaphor.
[ Very firmly! In case anyone felt the need to clarify after the fact!!
He will instead head forth to dice remaining starfish. If they get anything in his hair, he's out. ]
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Carry on gentleman. Don't let any latch onto you!]
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He conjures another volley of rocks, this time including the other one in the area of effect. ]
MeGam Rom.
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Thanks.
[ His shoulder and hair is still wet, but... He'll manage that later. He marches forward again, determined to get out of this area. ]
Let's go.
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Keep an eye on your SP. I only have one whiskey.
[ Which may be a joke. Although they may also richly deserve it after this run. ]
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