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[questgiven]

- Mod and Muse information -

- Mod -

Kasper ; He / It / Ask

- Muse -

Player / Percival !! ; He/It/Any ; Adult

- Rules -

Don't criticize how we play Player ! This is our own interpretation and we will do what we want for fun.

No nsfw, suggestive asks are okay within reason. !!

No drama, discourse, syscouree, terfs, etc on my blog you will be blocked

No Gaza, Palestine, or donation asks they will be deleted you will be blocked.

Mod is not up for suggestive asks.

Just be nice to mod, thank you.

- Tag list -

#— Familiar faces ; Blocktales

#— Unfamiliar Faces ; Forsaken

#— Adventure ; roleplay interactions

#— Emptying Inventory ; Askbox

#— Player ic ; In character

#— Player ooc ; ooc interaction

#— Character creation ; Headcanons / info

#— Swords of time ; Collected another sfoth

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

- Special tags -

#— punching bag ; Noobador and Player

#— Teamwork ; Player and Red&Blue

#— warm hearts and cold exteriors ; Cruel king and Player

#— Swords and Venom ; Griefer and Player

#— Inner Demons ; Hatred and Player

#— overcoming impulsivity ; Greed and Player

#— why the long face? ; Solitude and Player

#— afraid of the dark ; Fear and Player

#— 2player ; Player and Player

> Trotter, Kyoko, Thaniyel, Calypso, Ancients tags when I think of them

- Credits -

@/sister-lucifer

@/strangergraphics

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Would make an rp bait post but I honestly dunno where I want to start in the timeline

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Player has patches over their jacket of all the people they've met, each patch has a symbol/image/item that represents that person! They sewn on everything by themself.

Player has charms on a keychain of everything they've met as well, kept in a pocket so they don't lose it. They add a new one Everytime they meet someone new.

Player has burn scars and dents on his body , he's a robot.

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Um, updating our player, okok

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^ updating behaviours, appearance, some lore

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^ also forsaken tag is gonna be more occasional/less used because I wanna focus on Blocktales itself it'll be there on *occasion*

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Um, updating our player, okok

[questgiven]

^ updating behaviours, appearance, some lore

[questgiven]

Um, updating our player, okok

[hatebuild]

Leaves crunched under its feet, it held its sword close to itself. It only had its iron sword, all the other ones hadn't been with it when it arrived here which worried it a great amount, it couldn't believe it lost the sfoth swords. Shedletsky would be so mad..

He explored his environment, breathing quietly as he snuck around and looked for some place to rest, some place that wasn't the forest.

— @questgiven .

In the dark of this environment, a red creature slinked around. Every movement intentional, every created sound formed into a purpose. Every single thing Hatred did was all for a goal, one it was deadset on.

Red eyes gleamed in the openings, gone soon enough to be chalked up to paranoia, not quick enough to be unseen. Every tree offered a new place of refuge for Hatred, and a new opening to stir emotions out of the one it was stalking.

[questgiven]

Having been to many places, stealthing around hasn't been something he's needed to do in a long while.

They looked back and forth and behind them, feeling the paranoia setting in, taking deep root within them. They continued deeper into the forest still in hopes to find a place to rest.

[hatebuild]

It found this quite fun, stalking the Player with little care of the world. A red tail flicked behind the being before he lunged forward, tackling at the other in a sudden movement from behind.

" Boo. "

[questgiven]

The player tumbled to the ground, it took them a moment to process after the impact of the ground. They blinked up at the demon they didn't know the other was here.

He trembled a bit, trying to push them off. His sword was held against his chest, he shifted it a bit threatening to stab it into them.

It didn't speak, it couldn't. But you could tell they were afraid, it hated being this close to the demon.

[hatebuild]

Leaves crunched under its feet, it held its sword close to itself. It only had its iron sword, all the other ones hadn't been with it when it arrived here which worried it a great amount, it couldn't believe it lost the sfoth swords. Shedletsky would be so mad..

He explored his environment, breathing quietly as he snuck around and looked for some place to rest, some place that wasn't the forest.

— @questgiven .

In the dark of this environment, a red creature slinked around. Every movement intentional, every created sound formed into a purpose. Every single thing Hatred did was all for a goal, one it was deadset on.

Red eyes gleamed in the openings, gone soon enough to be chalked up to paranoia, not quick enough to be unseen. Every tree offered a new place of refuge for Hatred, and a new opening to stir emotions out of the one it was stalking.

[questgiven]

Having been to many places, stealthing around hasn't been something he's needed to do in a long while.

They looked back and forth and behind them, feeling the paranoia setting in, taking deep root within them. They continued deeper into the forest still in hopes to find a place to rest.

[questgiven]

H

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-- TO Mod [[I'm gonna rp with u soon using one of my ocs!]] [[just sending this in cuz i can (and also a reminder for my dementia riddled brain to send one of those asks) along with this being a warning about that being sent in soon cuz i wanna :P]] [[ anyways cya soon :0]]

Blinkz

[questgiven]

* gives you one ICE bunny , one GREEN bunny, one RED bunny and one FIRE colored bunny!1!1 *

Uhh.. I think you can name these ones! GOODLUCK!! -bunnyanon

The [Player] stares in shock, that's a lot of rabbits.. maybe she could hand a couple off? But.. they're gifts! That'd be cruel- how does he even manage this many? What does it do?? There's.. that's-? It wasn't even good at naming things and didn't speak often??

She lets the bunnies run around, what do bunnies even like to do or eat?? Maybe he could ask someone in Bizville, or Roadtown.

[gilded-dream-cages]

[ask 2.]

Player huffs, he was losing this battle. It was painfully obvious by its injuries, the way it stood unsteady, using its sword to keep itself up straight. This wasn't looking good. What was it even fighting anymore? He couldn't tell.... Looked like a pot with legs, a camel, and a pharaoh??? Something similar.

He looked tired, exhausted. It was on its way back to Shedletsky and these things ran up on her. She used what was left of his SP, pulling a card from his pocket and raising it up towards the sky.

[ Call Cruel King ]

It hoped that'd work. He's never used one of these, usually it didn't need to. But it did have King's, Griefer's, the Twins, and Calypso's.

- @questgiven .

He's cold.

He's always cold. It's not something that ever changes.

But today, something is different. A pull.

The Call Card.

He opens his eyes and is greeted with light.

It's different. New. He feels... solid, in a sense. Solid. Real. Urgent.

YOU are hurt. YOU are in danger.

He raises his hand in the direction of the enemy, feeling frost gather at his fingertips and into the chill metal in his hand.

Scepter Strike.

[questgiven]

Player looked ready to pass out, a small smile splayed on his face knowing that it worked and maybe the man could help.

He pulls his ball from his bag, charging up and throwing it. Surprisingly he landed the hit and he did it well because whatever he did made the camel dizzy.

She searches through her bag for any food items at all, but finds herself a bit short. The battle before this had taken much out of them, food and items included.

[gilded-dream-cages]

Hm.

The king's hand reaches under his cloak, and comes back out- with a pie? Useful.

He hands it to you before readying his scepter again for a smack.

Defend or focus, please. Take this moment to heal up.

[questgiven]

The player nods, biting into the food and gaining HP, supposedly. He decided he'd focus, an ice dagger would be good right about now..

Ironic because it was the KING here but it did help! She does a small movement, the sword energy rising. She adjusts the cap on his head, the bill of it now facing backwards.

If he got enough sword energy he could just use the firebrand. It'd help here.

[gilded-dream-cages]

He picks a random target- that strange pot thing looked like the closest one, and the quicker one target went down, the less you had to worry about attacks.

SMACK!

That was fast.

The thing shattered into shards at his attack, and he quickly falls back to rejoin you.

Have you healed up yet?

[questgiven]

"Getting there.."

They mumbled, digging around in their bag for a moment.

"Think.. need dagger.. Sword energy too low.."

It tried to form a coherent enough sentence. It was struggling due to not talking very often. This may've been the kings fourth? Time ever hearing them.

She unsheathed her iron sword, attacking the nearest thing, lowering the camel's health a bit. Wasn't a good hit but was good enough.

At worst Player was nauseous, but was recovering.

"Thank for pie."

[gilded-dream-cages]

Of course.

The king moves for another scepter smack, this time at the same camel you had just attacked. It takes quite a bit of damage, and he exhales, hopping back to rejoin you.

If you need any more supplies... I have quite a bit that will go to waste otherwise.

He's understandably shocked at how much you were talking- but it doesn't show on his face. There's a time and place for situations like this, and this was not one of them.

[questgiven]

The Player coughed, too much talking. He planned his next move, deciding to focus. But couldn't have his turn without the enemies attacking no?

The camel places a curse on the Player. That'd hinder her greatly.

He groans. The pharaoh has yet to attack and he hopes it won't be him it was attacking. Admins knows he needs to save the strength.

[gilded-dream-cages]

Hm. That is a problem.

The king moves in front of you, catching the enemy's attention.

He's gotten rusty, it seems, as the pharaoh manages to hit him with its strange relic. He feels a force connecting his health to it.

That's a problem. He'll need to deal with that first, it seems.

I believe it is some form of health-funneling.

[questgiven]

It looked, worry crept into his expression but he tried not to let it show too much. Being able to focus now.

He does just that. The sword energy should be up enough to ice dagger. He'll do it next turn unless the king does so first. She doesn't mind either option.

They didn't quite know how to help about that thing, the pharaoh was annoying at best it would just be best to kill the damned thing and heal later.. least.. that's what he did when getting through this section of the temple.

[gilded-dream-cages]

Another scepter strike, freezing the two remaining enemies. They thaw out quickly, though- and the king frowns, trying to hide his annoyance at how quickly they managed to shrug it off.

That camel. You should be able to kill that one if you time your shots right. Remember your training.

That tone is authoritative but comforting, isn't it? The way he looks at you with full confidence that you can do it- you can. You can do it.

[questgiven]

"Can.. you?"

It tried to ask for the other to ice dagger while he charges up a sword attack. It'll do that.

He adjusts his cap and fidgets with her backpack straps.

[gilded-dream-cages]

Oh, yes. Apologies.

The ICE DAGGER appears in his hand (he shudders at its cold surface, it feels like it always did) and he raises it up, restoring hp to the both of them.

The king lets the SWORD disappear back into wherever it resided in your backpack. He'd rather not have to touch that again.

Will that suffice?

[questgiven]

"Thank.. thank much.."

Player nods, walking close to the camel and hitting it with his sword. It perishes. They huff, this was tiring. Hopefully it'd end soon.

Player tucks hair behind its ear, getting it out of its vision.

[gilded-dream-cages]

Hm. Heal up. I can handle this last one.

The king steps forward again, once again taking the enemy's attention and feeling its relic stab deep into his arm. He winces, but takes the pharaoh's brief pause as an opportunity to strike at it with his scepter. It goes down.

[questgiven]

The player nods and digs around for something to heal itself. If anything it'll stop at Griefer's house when he's out of here. She looked at the king, frowning a bit, the poor guy. Is there a way to help?? He has to help right? IT can't let the man die again....

It hesitantly steps closer, carefully grabbing the man's arm and examining it. He dug around in his bag for something, anything. Bandages? Please?

It pulled out what was left of its bandages, a small roll. Its eyes shifted from the king to the relic.

[gilded-dream-cages]

[ask 2.]

Player huffs, he was losing this battle. It was painfully obvious by its injuries, the way it stood unsteady, using its sword to keep itself up straight. This wasn't looking good. What was it even fighting anymore? He couldn't tell.... Looked like a pot with legs, a camel, and a pharaoh??? Something similar.

He looked tired, exhausted. It was on its way back to Shedletsky and these things ran up on her. She used what was left of his SP, pulling a card from his pocket and raising it up towards the sky.

[ Call Cruel King ]

It hoped that'd work. He's never used one of these, usually it didn't need to. But it did have King's, Griefer's, the Twins, and Calypso's.

- @questgiven .

He's cold.

He's always cold. It's not something that ever changes.

But today, something is different. A pull.

The Call Card.

He opens his eyes and is greeted with light.

It's different. New. He feels... solid, in a sense. Solid. Real. Urgent.

YOU are hurt. YOU are in danger.

He raises his hand in the direction of the enemy, feeling frost gather at his fingertips and into the chill metal in his hand.

Scepter Strike.

[questgiven]

Player looked ready to pass out, a small smile splayed on his face knowing that it worked and maybe the man could help.

He pulls his ball from his bag, charging up and throwing it. Surprisingly he landed the hit and he did it well because whatever he did made the camel dizzy.

She searches through her bag for any food items at all, but finds herself a bit short. The battle before this had taken much out of them, food and items included.

[gilded-dream-cages]

Hm.

The king's hand reaches under his cloak, and comes back out- with a pie? Useful.

He hands it to you before readying his scepter again for a smack.

Defend or focus, please. Take this moment to heal up.

[questgiven]

The player nods, biting into the food and gaining HP, supposedly. He decided he'd focus, an ice dagger would be good right about now..

Ironic because it was the KING here but it did help! She does a small movement, the sword energy rising. She adjusts the cap on his head, the bill of it now facing backwards.

If he got enough sword energy he could just use the firebrand. It'd help here.

[gilded-dream-cages]

He picks a random target- that strange pot thing looked like the closest one, and the quicker one target went down, the less you had to worry about attacks.

SMACK!

That was fast.

The thing shattered into shards at his attack, and he quickly falls back to rejoin you.

Have you healed up yet?

[questgiven]

"Getting there.."

They mumbled, digging around in their bag for a moment.

"Think.. need dagger.. Sword energy too low.."

It tried to form a coherent enough sentence. It was struggling due to not talking very often. This may've been the kings fourth? Time ever hearing them.

She unsheathed her iron sword, attacking the nearest thing, lowering the camel's health a bit. Wasn't a good hit but was good enough.

At worst Player was nauseous, but was recovering.

"Thank for pie."

[gilded-dream-cages]

Of course.

The king moves for another scepter smack, this time at the same camel you had just attacked. It takes quite a bit of damage, and he exhales, hopping back to rejoin you.

If you need any more supplies... I have quite a bit that will go to waste otherwise.

He's understandably shocked at how much you were talking- but it doesn't show on his face. There's a time and place for situations like this, and this was not one of them.

[questgiven]

The Player coughed, too much talking. He planned his next move, deciding to focus. But couldn't have his turn without the enemies attacking no?

The camel places a curse on the Player. That'd hinder her greatly.

He groans. The pharaoh has yet to attack and he hopes it won't be him it was attacking. Admins knows he needs to save the strength.

[gilded-dream-cages]

Hm. That is a problem.

The king moves in front of you, catching the enemy's attention.

He's gotten rusty, it seems, as the pharaoh manages to hit him with its strange relic. He feels a force connecting his health to it.

That's a problem. He'll need to deal with that first, it seems.

I believe it is some form of health-funneling.

[questgiven]

It looked, worry crept into his expression but he tried not to let it show too much. Being able to focus now.

He does just that. The sword energy should be up enough to ice dagger. He'll do it next turn unless the king does so first. She doesn't mind either option.

They didn't quite know how to help about that thing, the pharaoh was annoying at best it would just be best to kill the damned thing and heal later.. least.. that's what he did when getting through this section of the temple.

[gilded-dream-cages]

Another scepter strike, freezing the two remaining enemies. They thaw out quickly, though- and the king frowns, trying to hide his annoyance at how quickly they managed to shrug it off.

That camel. You should be able to kill that one if you time your shots right. Remember your training.

That tone is authoritative but comforting, isn't it? The way he looks at you with full confidence that you can do it- you can. You can do it.

[questgiven]

"Can.. you?"

It tried to ask for the other to ice dagger while he charges up a sword attack. It'll do that.

He adjusts his cap and fidgets with her backpack straps.

[gilded-dream-cages]

Oh, yes. Apologies.

The ICE DAGGER appears in his hand (he shudders at its cold surface, it feels like it always did) and he raises it up, restoring hp to the both of them.

The king lets the SWORD disappear back into wherever it resided in your backpack. He'd rather not have to touch that again.

Will that suffice?

[questgiven]

"Thank.. thank much.."

Player nods, walking close to the camel and hitting it with his sword. It perishes. They huff, this was tiring. Hopefully it'd end soon.

Player tucks hair behind its ear, getting it out of its vision.

[gilded-dream-cages]

[ask 2.]

Player huffs, he was losing this battle. It was painfully obvious by its injuries, the way it stood unsteady, using its sword to keep itself up straight. This wasn't looking good. What was it even fighting anymore? He couldn't tell.... Looked like a pot with legs, a camel, and a pharaoh??? Something similar.

He looked tired, exhausted. It was on its way back to Shedletsky and these things ran up on her. She used what was left of his SP, pulling a card from his pocket and raising it up towards the sky.

[ Call Cruel King ]

It hoped that'd work. He's never used one of these, usually it didn't need to. But it did have King's, Griefer's, the Twins, and Calypso's.

- @questgiven .

He's cold.

He's always cold. It's not something that ever changes.

But today, something is different. A pull.

The Call Card.

He opens his eyes and is greeted with light.

It's different. New. He feels... solid, in a sense. Solid. Real. Urgent.

YOU are hurt. YOU are in danger.

He raises his hand in the direction of the enemy, feeling frost gather at his fingertips and into the chill metal in his hand.

Scepter Strike.

[questgiven]

Player looked ready to pass out, a small smile splayed on his face knowing that it worked and maybe the man could help.

He pulls his ball from his bag, charging up and throwing it. Surprisingly he landed the hit and he did it well because whatever he did made the camel dizzy.

She searches through her bag for any food items at all, but finds herself a bit short. The battle before this had taken much out of them, food and items included.

[gilded-dream-cages]

Hm.

The king's hand reaches under his cloak, and comes back out- with a pie? Useful.

He hands it to you before readying his scepter again for a smack.

Defend or focus, please. Take this moment to heal up.

[questgiven]

The player nods, biting into the food and gaining HP, supposedly. He decided he'd focus, an ice dagger would be good right about now..

Ironic because it was the KING here but it did help! She does a small movement, the sword energy rising. She adjusts the cap on his head, the bill of it now facing backwards.

If he got enough sword energy he could just use the firebrand. It'd help here.

[gilded-dream-cages]

He picks a random target- that strange pot thing looked like the closest one, and the quicker one target went down, the less you had to worry about attacks.

SMACK!

That was fast.

The thing shattered into shards at his attack, and he quickly falls back to rejoin you.

Have you healed up yet?

[questgiven]

"Getting there.."

They mumbled, digging around in their bag for a moment.

"Think.. need dagger.. Sword energy too low.."

It tried to form a coherent enough sentence. It was struggling due to not talking very often. This may've been the kings fourth? Time ever hearing them.

She unsheathed her iron sword, attacking the nearest thing, lowering the camel's health a bit. Wasn't a good hit but was good enough.

At worst Player was nauseous, but was recovering.

"Thank for pie."

[gilded-dream-cages]

Of course.

The king moves for another scepter smack, this time at the same camel you had just attacked. It takes quite a bit of damage, and he exhales, hopping back to rejoin you.

If you need any more supplies... I have quite a bit that will go to waste otherwise.

He's understandably shocked at how much you were talking- but it doesn't show on his face. There's a time and place for situations like this, and this was not one of them.

[questgiven]

The Player coughed, too much talking. He planned his next move, deciding to focus. But couldn't have his turn without the enemies attacking no?

The camel places a curse on the Player. That'd hinder her greatly.

He groans. The pharaoh has yet to attack and he hopes it won't be him it was attacking. Admins knows he needs to save the strength.

[gilded-dream-cages]

Hm. That is a problem.

The king moves in front of you, catching the enemy's attention.

He's gotten rusty, it seems, as the pharaoh manages to hit him with its strange relic. He feels a force connecting his health to it.

That's a problem. He'll need to deal with that first, it seems.

I believe it is some form of health-funneling.

[questgiven]

It looked, worry crept into his expression but he tried not to let it show too much. Being able to focus now.

He does just that. The sword energy should be up enough to ice dagger. He'll do it next turn unless the king does so first. She doesn't mind either option.

They didn't quite know how to help about that thing, the pharaoh was annoying at best it would just be best to kill the damned thing and heal later.. least.. that's what he did when getting through this section of the temple.

[gilded-dream-cages]

Another scepter strike, freezing the two remaining enemies. They thaw out quickly, though- and the king frowns, trying to hide his annoyance at how quickly they managed to shrug it off.

That camel. You should be able to kill that one if you time your shots right. Remember your training.

That tone is authoritative but comforting, isn't it? The way he looks at you with full confidence that you can do it- you can. You can do it.

[questgiven]

"Can.. you?"

It tried to ask for the other to ice dagger while he charges up a sword attack. It'll do that.

He adjusts his cap and fidgets with her backpack straps.

[questgiven]

Megaphone Man uses Motivate!

Player blinks throws a ball at supposed enemy?

[gilded-dream-cages]

[ask 2.]

Player huffs, he was losing this battle. It was painfully obvious by its injuries, the way it stood unsteady, using its sword to keep itself up straight. This wasn't looking good. What was it even fighting anymore? He couldn't tell.... Looked like a pot with legs, a camel, and a pharaoh??? Something similar.

He looked tired, exhausted. It was on its way back to Shedletsky and these things ran up on her. She used what was left of his SP, pulling a card from his pocket and raising it up towards the sky.

[ Call Cruel King ]

It hoped that'd work. He's never used one of these, usually it didn't need to. But it did have King's, Griefer's, the Twins, and Calypso's.

- @questgiven .

He's cold.

He's always cold. It's not something that ever changes.

But today, something is different. A pull.

The Call Card.

He opens his eyes and is greeted with light.

It's different. New. He feels... solid, in a sense. Solid. Real. Urgent.

YOU are hurt. YOU are in danger.

He raises his hand in the direction of the enemy, feeling frost gather at his fingertips and into the chill metal in his hand.

Scepter Strike.

[questgiven]

Player looked ready to pass out, a small smile splayed on his face knowing that it worked and maybe the man could help.

He pulls his ball from his bag, charging up and throwing it. Surprisingly he landed the hit and he did it well because whatever he did made the camel dizzy.

She searches through her bag for any food items at all, but finds herself a bit short. The battle before this had taken much out of them, food and items included.

[gilded-dream-cages]

Hm.

The king's hand reaches under his cloak, and comes back out- with a pie? Useful.

He hands it to you before readying his scepter again for a smack.

Defend or focus, please. Take this moment to heal up.

[questgiven]

The player nods, biting into the food and gaining HP, supposedly. He decided he'd focus, an ice dagger would be good right about now..

Ironic because it was the KING here but it did help! She does a small movement, the sword energy rising. She adjusts the cap on his head, the bill of it now facing backwards.

If he got enough sword energy he could just use the firebrand. It'd help here.

[gilded-dream-cages]

He picks a random target- that strange pot thing looked like the closest one, and the quicker one target went down, the less you had to worry about attacks.

SMACK!

That was fast.

The thing shattered into shards at his attack, and he quickly falls back to rejoin you.

Have you healed up yet?

[questgiven]

"Getting there.."

They mumbled, digging around in their bag for a moment.

"Think.. need dagger.. Sword energy too low.."

It tried to form a coherent enough sentence. It was struggling due to not talking very often. This may've been the kings fourth? Time ever hearing them.

She unsheathed her iron sword, attacking the nearest thing, lowering the camel's health a bit. Wasn't a good hit but was good enough.

At worst Player was nauseous, but was recovering.

"Thank for pie."

[gilded-dream-cages]

Of course.

The king moves for another scepter smack, this time at the same camel you had just attacked. It takes quite a bit of damage, and he exhales, hopping back to rejoin you.

If you need any more supplies... I have quite a bit that will go to waste otherwise.

He's understandably shocked at how much you were talking- but it doesn't show on his face. There's a time and place for situations like this, and this was not one of them.

[questgiven]

The Player coughed, too much talking. He planned his next move, deciding to focus. But couldn't have his turn without the enemies attacking no?

The camel places a curse on the Player. That'd hinder her greatly.

He groans. The pharaoh has yet to attack and he hopes it won't be him it was attacking. Admins knows he needs to save the strength.

[gilded-dream-cages]

Hm. That is a problem.

The king moves in front of you, catching the enemy's attention.

He's gotten rusty, it seems, as the pharaoh manages to hit him with its strange relic. He feels a force connecting his health to it.

That's a problem. He'll need to deal with that first, it seems.

I believe it is some form of health-funneling.

[questgiven]

It looked, worry crept into his expression but he tried not to let it show too much. Being able to focus now.

He does just that. The sword energy should be up enough to ice dagger. He'll do it next turn unless the king does so first. She doesn't mind either option.

They didn't quite know how to help about that thing, the pharaoh was annoying at best it would just be best to kill the damned thing and heal later.. least.. that's what he did when getting through this section of the temple.

[questgiven]

hey there buster

Player stares at the paper, raising an eyebrow and looking up at you. It already has a job. Getting the sfoth. It's a hero afterall!!

The player hands the paper back, shaking her head at you.