isleofavalon | Dragoon in July

🧙 WHO: Barbara, you!
⚔️️ WHAT: July adventures (incl one quest)
🕒 WHEN: Throughout July
🗺️ WHERE: Camelot and the farms!
⚠️ WARNINGS: Violence, probably

a. I Didn't Even Get To Touch Lava 🗡

[Barbara's never met a geode slime. But she feels a great deal of sympathy for a creature that's in Celliwig and can't get out. It's too bizarre a place to be taken to against your will, never mind unable to leave.

So that's why she's back here herself. She frowns at the crystal walls of the cavern and the unfortunate creature, occasionally quivering where it's wedged in the facets, and working out how she and her companion will free it.]

Break crystals, get away?

b. Why is it always worms

[Farmlands are important, farmlands need protecting. Moogle knows this is Barbara's view, and always informs her when there's any farm-related trouble either on the questboard or in local talk.

That's why Barbara's been there the past few days, stabbing and using anything but fire against the zombies. That's where she is, fighting alongside you, when the earth shakes--and keeps shaking--and begins to sink.]

Run!

[...an instruction that comes too late, as the ground opens into a very toothy maw. It's too late to jump, gravity's in charge now, and it's sending you right into a cavernous creature.]

c. Unexpected Disney Princess

[Barbara thought by staying in the woods during the loud, colorful, noisy carnival would mean she didn't have to worry about it and she could come back into town after it was over. Barbara was wrong.

Normally she gets along fine with woodland creatures when she's not hunting; she gives them their space and they give her hers. Not today. Not when there are squirrels chattering in her hair and trying to braid it.]

Off! OFF!

[She's doing her best to catch them without hurting them, which means she's dancing around on the sidewalk. An unlucky broom that's too close doesn't get the same mercy, hopefully she didn't just kick it right into you.]

d. wildcard!

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Yeah, well...have you ever heard the phrase "Don't count your chickens?" Because I'll feel a lot better once we lose it!

[Which is gonna be a little trickier because that slime is picking up speed. Have you ever tried to outrun a lava flow? Because it's gaining.]

See what I mean??

[what, why would you not count your chickens, how would you know how many chickens you have unless you count them once in a while]

[BUT YOU KNOW, THAT'S A QUESTION FOR LATER. Barbara looks over her shoulder, and that slime is going way faster than she thought it would for a blob creature that's been trapped in a fissure for days.

She spins briefly on her heel and hits it with a blast of wind magic, hoping to slow it down. It does halt it briefly, but an angry bubbling noise shows that she's made it angrier.]

[The wind hits it and causes it to ripple like a jello mold in a wind tunnel. It stalls it for only a brief second though...]

[Darin, however, notices the burst of wind.]

Wait! Elemental magic! I've got an idea! Can you make ice and water??

[Ice and water? Sure thing, Darin--Barbara replies by inhaling deeply and breathing out a frosty hail of bona-fide wintry mix towards the slime, though mostly she tries to avoid hitting it directly. It's got enough heat that she thinks it would take a lot to actually hurt it, but she doesn't know enough about the creature that she won't take care.]

[Darin...had a plan. He really did.]

[But then Barb went and did that and he skids to a stop with literal stars in his eyes.]

HOLY CRAP YOU HAVE DRAGON BREATH?!?!?!?!!?

[That was not the reaction Barbara expected. She can't help but direct a very satisfied grin in Darin's direction at that outburst.]

Yes. Barbara, dragoon of Deist.

[Which she would be happy to elaborate on another time for Darin, but the slime is still there. It's put off by the sheet of sleet and cold in front of it, but that won't last forever.]

Keep running!

Right!

[Darin heelturns and heads for the cavern's exit. Maybe if they can get out of its line of sight, they can lose it among the rocks and crevasses.]

This way!

[He hooks a sharp right and heads for a ledge overlooking a steep slope. It was risky but...]

[Nah, he doesn't even hesitate or think twice. He's dropping over it.]

[Steep slope, no problem. Barbara practically launches herself from the edge, calling on the wind magic she's learned to use to imitate the dragoons' jump.

It turns out to be quite a distance from her starting point down to the ground, and she laughs as she drops through the air, keeping an eye on Darin to make sure that he isn't tumbling end-over-end or anything.]

Good jump!

[Oh, he's far from done yet. Instead of attempting to run down the steep slope, he digs his feet into the loose gravel and practically surfs down the steep incline with a wide grin plastered on his face. There was something inherently thrilling about taking on monsters; there was the physical challenge, sure, but often times monsters were required adaptability. That's what Darin loved more than anything; a challenge to rise above through ingenuity.]

[He weaves and slides around the bigger rocky outcroppings as the geode slime rolls over the edge after them.]

['Good jump'...?]

...Good jump...yeah...! Alright!

Barbara! I need height! I know what to do!

[That said, he leaps up off the incline, hoping Barbara can give him the boost he needs.]

[Oh-ho? Barbara doesn't hesitate when Darin leaps into thin air. Thrusting out her spear, she sends a blast of wind magic his way, boosting him up beneath his feet as she continues her own controlled descent towards the ground--keeping an eye on him both to give him another blast if he needs it, and so that she can see exactly what he's doing.]

[That was just the boost he needed. At the apex of his leap, Darin flips forward and brings his heel over his head and down in a magic enhanced, devastating axe kick. He strikes the ground with his heel like a meteor, cracking it enough that a rift splits and opens up into the wider slope further down. With that, he rolls to the side hard, just in time to avoid the geode slime that was quickly gaining momentum.]

[He rights himself just in time to see the geode slime flow into the fissure, then continue rolling down the slope in the crack until it reaches the end, just like the lava floe it resembled.]

Ha! I knew it! It can't climb, it can only flow! It just needed a track to slide through!

[Ah-ha! So that's what he's after. As the slime rolls through the new track, Barbara reaches the apex of her jump and flips her spear around. She can't pull of that kind of kick, but she can score the slope deeply with her spear. With that done, and back on the ground, she works quickly to open the gap between Darin's track and the one she just made, so the slime can continue its journey downwards.]

Smart move!

[Darin catches up while Barbara works, so that by the time she finishes, he'll be meeting up with her, wiping the sweat from his brow.]

Well, that sure was enough excitement for one day. How are you feeling? Hungry?

[Barbara watches the slime ooze away, popping out of the track once it gets up the momentum to ooze over the end. Evidently chasing off its rescuers and pelting downhill in the open air has satisfied its rage, and it continues on its way without a backwards look--if--slime turned around to look.

She grins, satisfied with the afternoon's accomplishment.]

Yes. We earn good food.

[Given that this is Celliwig, she doesn't know how easy that will be to find, but dammit, they'll find it.]

Dragoon in July

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