Bᴇʟʟᴇ. (
untethered) wrote in
knightsoflegend2013-12-30 03:29 pm
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scotland ♔ yet how the wind revives us here

♬ Presentiment - Manami Kiyota
WHO || Belle, Gold, Emma, Hook, Lila [closed]
WHAT || Several Knights take a secret journey to try to help Amara...
WHERE || Oakhurst, Scotland
WHEN || January 15th, 2014 [forward dated]
HOW || Actionspam
It's probably a very good thing that Gold sweet-talked them a car in the nearby tiny Scottish village of Oakhurst, because it is freezing cold out and snow blankets almost everything around. Walking the seven miles up the Old Road to the ruins would be a bitch and a half.
Instead, they comfortably drove past rocky downs, near stands of old-growth oak covered in snow, and past two farms that looked abandoned. No other travelers were visible on the lonely road, which finally curves, passing east of a narrow ravine. Belle signals for them to pull over here, where, at the road's closest approach to the cleft, several broken pillars jut from the earth where the ravine widens and opens into something akin to more of a deep, but narrow, cavern. Two of the pillars stand straight, but most of them lean against the sloped earth. Others are broken and several have apparently fallen into the darkness-shrouded depths. A few similar pillars are visible on the opposite side of the ravine.

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[He sounds kind of skeptical, like he's pretty willing to believe Lila's just gone insane or something. She did threaten his dick with a hammer that one time. Still, he heads over and gives it a shove with his big, manly muscles (str 15).]
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[ crouching down, she prods a corpse like it ain't no thang. she's wearing gloves. ] They're not goblins, though. They look human. Or at least kind of tall. [ she sure is just going to pick up a bone to peer at it. ]
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he would not notice, however, the points of red fire kindle in their eyes when he sticks his head in.
and the moment lila steps forward and reaches out to grab a bone, one turns its head towards her with its eerie grinning skull, and rakes her arm with sharp bony claws (nat 20, 12 dmg). ]
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Back to this again already, are we?
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Get out of here.
[He moves forward and slams his rapier into the third skeleton's skull (atk 23, dmg 7).]
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[ONE FUCKING RAY OF FIRE coming up (nat 20 atk, dmg 19)]
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guess they aren't immune to fire.
belle finally realizes what's going on when a flaming skeleton wanders in and leaves the spear alone, turning around and moving past gold beside emma as she draws a sword as well. but hook and lila are blocking access to those other skeleton bitches and she sure doesn't have precise shot and isn't going to risk firing her gun into there.
skeleton numero uno turns to swipe at hook with both of its clawed hands (atk 10, annnnd crit fail). as he moves to make the second attack, he trips on a bone and faceplants right in front of lila. ]
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[ emma moves to pick up her sword and sheathe it, because if lila's sassing, she's all right. she'll holster her gun while she's at it too. ]
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As for the ones that aren't secret... [which door should we choose now, guys...]
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Well, that leaves two choices. Flip a coin, or split up?
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[So who has a fucking coin.]
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