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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 27, 2015 15:41:12 GMT -5
Robyn: 211
The dragonglass slices through the creature like it is made of butter, and it melts around the glossy black blade as Robyn stabs it. The death is quick but hardly painless. She draws plenty of attention now though as some once men start turning to her.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Aug 27, 2015 15:51:55 GMT -5
As the other men turned, she sheathed the dragonglass, not wanting to break it, and be screwed. She took out her bow, and aimed for the once man closest to her, to try and take him out first.
(Bows: 88 (98 Dragonbone bow)
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 27, 2015 16:31:08 GMT -5
171
Robyn is on fire and her first arrow cuts a man down. The pool bubbles and churns and Robyn feels sweat already beading on her forehead from it.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 27, 2015 17:02:23 GMT -5
Two other men jump her, while the second Other is turned to dust by an obsidian arrow. Robyn sees more once men approaching through the trees. The pool is boiling this close and she is starting to see weird nonsensical visions in her head. They are flashes of her life but from a viewpoint of anyone who has ever seen her, regardless of how minor. It is so strong it's interfering with her actual ability to see.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Aug 27, 2015 17:16:07 GMT -5
Trying to ignore the heat, Robyn briefly looks round for the other Other, she sees him destroyed, with satisfaction... A feeling that doesn't last. She nearly drops her bow as the visions start, utterly overwhelming her. She tries to move away from the pool a little, to see if the visions would let up so she could fight.
She shoulders her bow, and goes for the sword.
(Small blade: 102)
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 27, 2015 17:29:59 GMT -5
Julia zaps a man with her arrow and Robyn goes after the cold skinned man who seeks her.
Robyn: 143 Man: 114
Robyn: 147 Man: 76
Robyn dodges his first and only real axe swing, slicing his Achilles as she slips around the blow, then finishes him as his head thrusts back in pain by opening his throat. There will be hundreds of once-men soon, and she has maybe a minute to decide what to do.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Aug 27, 2015 17:43:05 GMT -5
Robyn looks at the gathering once men, and taking a breath returns to the close proximity she had to the bubbling crater, where the visions had been... She moved past there right to the edge, and spent a moment taking in the visions... Was this her life appearing before her eyes, so close to death?
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 27, 2015 17:46:17 GMT -5
If this is her life flashing before her eyes it is a long flash, like a good night in New Orleans. The heat is overpowering but the once men are chasing Julia and Logan and her friends off; too many to fight now. She can taste the sap and blood in her mouth and nose and the little bubbles from the pool burst and spray her with the disgusting cocktail.
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Post by Robyn Stark on Aug 27, 2015 17:50:33 GMT -5
She meant the visions.
Robyn breathed hard... If she jumped in, it might be what she needed to do... Or it could set it off and trigger it and destroy the wall.. Or it could set it off and she could redirect it... What other choice did she have but to try something. She took her bow off, her sword off and tossed them behind her, then trembling all overtook a step back then jumped into the pool.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Aug 27, 2015 17:59:40 GMT -5
Sorry, the visions were just really trippy no sequiturs.
Robyn feels a burning pain unlike any she's ever felt as her body is enveloped in the soupy mass. The pain makes her scream and her mouth opening just lets more and more in. She tries defending herself somehow, hands trying to cover the most exposed parts of her body, but she feels herself boiling for a few seconds and then nothing. As she opens her eyes for what feels like the last time she looks about and finds herself in a...a private board until this is complete!
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