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r a z 0 r ([personal profile] wuf) wrote in [community profile] isleofavalon2021-04-10 03:24 pm

Razor's April Open Post.

πŸ§™ WHO: Razor & anyone!
βš”οΈοΈ WHAT: Quests, hunting, random cafes. Etc.
πŸ•’ WHEN: Throughout April.
πŸ—ΊοΈ WHERE: Various
⚠️ WARNINGS: Will be marked.

NOTE: Feel free to PP me [plurk.com profile] agalio or hit me up on discord Undercuts#6759 and I'm happy to write a custom starter. Or, if you have something in mind - you can absolutely drop a starter here.
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[personal profile] silvergarden 2021-04-27 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh, he's so self-assured! Rinea is still a bit nervous, but she can't help but smile back at him.]

Yes, very well. Okay! [Rinea closes her book and stands up again, willing herself not to waver. Now that they're actually... you know.. going through with the thing, it's a bit scary...]

Adalhard, please act as rear guard. [The monster nods politely, hefting its shield and spear.

Rinea peers out at the cave entrance one last time, then back to Razor. Okay. Houghhhh. It's going to be fine.]
Shall we?
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[personal profile] silvergarden 2021-05-01 07:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[Rinea tries to look brave in the face of Razor's calm, but truth be told her heart is beating hard. She has seen battlefields before, and seen monsters too... but she's never fought them herself. Okay, this doesn't really count as fighting (hopefully)... But still!

The hillside's cave entrance yawns wide before them, leading into the underground and away. All is still. Rinea doesn't dare speak as they approach, looking around at the bushes and grasses for signs of the arachnid burrows. Will the webs be solely on the ground, or do the spiders also craft them in the air...?

Just inside the cave, a spindly, skittering shape darts from one side of the entrance to the other. It makes no sound... but the feeling of being watched is firmly pinned upon them.]
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[personal profile] silvergarden 2021-05-16 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[Rinea nods silently at Razor's warning, grateful-- his eyes are sharp.

Just a few steps further and they're close enough, now, that Rinea thinks she can make the casting distance. Taking a steadying breath, she opens her tome and brandishes her pen.

The alchemic symbols, drawn in her careful hand, glow with an eerie light and float off the page, drifting into the cave and out of sight. ]


Wait a few minutes before you enter. [The be safe she wants to say is obvious in her whispered tone. The magic should have worked, but still... who knows what might be in there.] I will create the cage.