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Role: Treasure hunter
2nd post in Cycle 2
@Nyancy @Laylabelle
"Ha, my bad, I guess even when trying not to, being unexpected is kinda built into me," he joked.
"Cyrus," he returned the introduction with a wave, and nodded at Nyancy's explanation of being the lead.
He followed after the duo, and observed intently when she killed a monster. It was efficient work.
"I've not yet fought any here," he admitted. "
You seem strong though!" he complimented.
Cyrus gasped when they went into a whole gold room, enthralled.
"I wanna take these walls with me." Bringing a dagger to them did nothing, unfortunately, and he stopped before his weapon risked getting damaged.
When Nyancy asked about him, Cyrus hummed, putting a finger to his chin.
"Well, I'm new, not many I know yet. And the intel I got said this was a beginner's dungeon, so," he shrugged.
"Didn't seem like being solo would be that hard, but, hm. This labyrinth has some weird vibes."
He gave a thumbs up to Nyancy's claim of being a fighter – from what he'd seen, she fit the bill.
"My skills? Well," he drew out two daggers from a holster at the small of his back.
"Stabbing, hiding, traps, and," he stashed the daggers, and wiggled all fingers mystically,
"a dash of magic!"
He turned to Laylabelle when Nyancy pointed to her, and grinned at her welcome.
"Off-kilter is my kinda jam!" he told her.
"So, nice to meet'cha, too!" he mimicked her greeting, having liked it.
"Haha, if it's treasure you're after, I'm your guy," he promised her. Cyrus didn't sweat it too much that he had no useful advice in mind just then; this was a very go-with-the-flow kinda group, just the thing he was looking for.
He bobbed his head up and down as he listened to her lay out the team tactics.
"Sounds great, real pro. I'm in," he promised. Cyrus did as his companions did, watching in another direction when each of them fought, covering their backs.
The trio went on after Laylabelle defeated a toxic ooze. However, while they tried to avoid a nest of oozes, a Shadow Cloud seeped in from a tiny opening near the ceiling.
"Contact, I got it," he informed the other two. From a pouch on his leg, he pulled out a handful of tiny bombs, and threw them at the creature. His attack produced a sequence of popping noises, sparking with light from the miniature explosions. The monster vibrated in distress, and sensing weakness, Cyrus shuffled to the side, letting auto assist take over as he materialized shadows of his own to tear apart the enemy.
Slain by your own kin, how appropriate.
However, the Shadow Cloud, even after being ripped apart, and in its death throes, was not compelled to just roll over and give up. A small part of it rushed right at him – Cyrus inhaled –
"Keh! Hrgggh. Agh," he coughed, to dispel the monster corpse that was essentially just like heavy factory smog by then.
"Bastard tried getting into my lungs," he complained, wiping at his eyes, as he'd teared up from the ordeal. It took him a moment to feel like he could breathe clearly again, but he was mostly fine.
"Aaaaanyhow, let's get going." If he wasn't much mistaken, they were getting close to the end of this area.
Dungeon Event Roll Result
1d20 (1) = 1 (Negative) (Dangerous Enemy) A Shadow Cloud appears! Battle using discord before you post.
Normal Attack vs. Shadow Cloud (-5 HP from battle)
1d100 (82) + 5 + 0 = 87
87 damage (Success!)
Shadow Arts | Cyrus Sylvester | 254C2
Normal Attack: DP contribution
1d100 (91) + 5 + 0 = 96
96 Damage
Shadow Arts | Cyrus Sylvester | 254C2
Dungeon Progress (DP): 8.275
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