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The crunch of snow, despite being surrounded by towering and twisting jungle trees, would never not throw Zelrius for a loop in his mind. It just didn't compute, he'd be surprised everytime he looked up from the traily of footprints he was creating, to the towering canopy of dense jungle leaves...

tealfas fa-heart need-icon 100 / 100 yellowfas fa-bolt need-icon 85 / 100 Scene: Traveling Astorea "Oh! We met at the.. camp?" Zelrius turned his head slightly, hoping now that he wasn't just wrong and this wasn't someone else entirely. But, no. He was almost certain of it. "We talked to a...

Why was Finweald always the place where expeditions took off? It seemed this was becoming more and more commonplace. Walking just past the boardwalk, there was nothing there. None of the boxes, or carts. But, he could still see it - the exact spot that his weaponry had shattered an innocent...

Christmas is fast approaching, and the snow is already falling. NPCs might just be lines of code, but that doesn't make it any easier to see their sad, hopeful eyes look to the ground when they're constantly reminded that their holiday season isn't full of cheer. Zelrius, being the easily...

160redfa-duotone fa-fire-flame-curved fa-fade 113/140 -5 EN to light Aalam's Arrow -10 EN for Reckless Attack Vulnerable Zelrius followed closely behind his travelling companion, waiting and watching. Looking for the tendrils, listening for the voice in the forest. It had come again, telling...

160 90 Starting -55 HP from Vulnerable damage (Oversoul Fortify, -900 Oversoul) -15 from Surge Pulse +73 from Rael -15 Bleed (Cured) Vulnerable His weapon got stuck inside the machinery that twisted and turned. Flowing ever more into the machine in front of him. Everything else happened in an...

160 -10HP from Bleed x2 at the start of this turn Vulnerable Bleeding x3 To say there was A lot going on would be a vast understatement. Scathing words and allusions to some god. Something Zelrius had experienced before with these Magia. That, with the insults people hurled back, and the...

160 Super Vulnerable -20HP from Wing Formation Twiced -20HP from Wing Formation Bleeding x2 The Palace was a thing of wonder. The inside of it - something Zelrius had never seen before as he followed through the wreckage of the city. Only to be met with the motherless, godless hymns of some...

"I feel like that's pretty sound reasoning. I have blades, you do, I say we just cut through, and if anything tries to stop us, we cut them too. Not a bad plan, right @Aalam Abungu?"

160 Vulnerable The others had made short work of attacking the approaching machines that inched ever closer to the giant steel bird now guiding them closer and closer to the wall. Blasting and attacking in all directions, reaving them to dust and particles. Nin was giving them encouragement...

160redfa-duotone fa-fire-flame-curved fa-fade 128/140 -2 EN for Action-Prep Had Zelrius seen double? Or misinterpreted? He wiped, rubbed his eyes when he kept seeing the shadow moving beside him, at first thinking it an eye trick - then perhaps he had merely pushed ahead too quickly. His head...

The excited dive, and then pull up and continuous testing. Swipe swipe, stab. Swipe swipe, stab. The merchant in Hovelis said exactly the same thing that Zelrius was thinking before he could make the comment himself. "She seems to like those." The smile on the face contrasted the the twist of...

He stepped back to let her fiddle with it, adding something to her own comment. "Well, hang out long enough and maybe you'll see the fire flare up." Mocking finger guns at her to accentuate the tone of the line. "There's respect in that. I messed with it for my first day or so, but it certainly...

"Alright, jeez. It was just a nickname. My bad." Was all he had to say regarding being corrected on what to call her. Sounded better than just repeating Luthien on over and over. Avoiding the nagging feeling in the back of and ontop of his head, letting it manifest on his cheeks and eyebrows...

160 Zelrius pushed off from his leaned down position, done inspecting the statue that was before the party. This was prestige, and honor in its highest form. This woman, - Corvella, some of the landers and other starcalled had called her by - was the essence of a hero, and had the likeness...

They came closer and close, the source of the bell revealing itself. A man, with a fine-cocked hat and a long, flamboyant feather sticking out of the top of it. His fine jewels jingling as did the small, rectangular golden bell in his hand. "Five'o'Clock! It is FIVE, dinner time will be soon!"...

His neck twisted again, realizing she hadn't even reacted to his joke, probably for the better. Only now processing what it was he had said. Probably best to just leave it there. Ahead, the first buildings of the nearby orchards that began to mark the border of Hovelis's influence, as well as...

His gaze turned back away, blinking a few times, unable to hide his own smirk of amusement at her impression of a random npc. And more, about her complete lack of understanding about one of the primary draws to a game like Terrasphere. If, there were even other games like it. "That, but...

This was a much better conversation for Zelrius, information, explaining his thought process. He took good pride in his understanding of games, and of systems, in his experience with this game. Having played four years ago, and again now. Spending as many hours as he possibly could learning...