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0226: Perseus

3
Owned by Riptide

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[BOSS] A little worse for wear
In Campaigns ・ By Riptide
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The deafening clatter of hooves rang through the tunnel as they sprinted away from the cavern. Flora’s sides heaved with exertion the longer they ran, but they dared not stop in case Percy and Lujayn failed to stop the skeletal beast from following them. After some time, the tunnel narrowed and a series of smaller caves began to branch off from the main hall. Some of the entrances were the rough, craggy rock that seemed to pervade most of this area of the dungeon. Others were archway...
[HARD] handed to them
In Campaigns ・ By Riptide
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[BOSS] I always feel like… someone is watching me
In Campaigns ・ By Riptide
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[BOSS] Houston, We Have Liftoff
In Campaigns ・ By Riptide
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[BOSS] IT PEERS AT YOU
In Dungeon Dives ・ By Riptide
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blooded skies
In Event Prompts ・ By Riptide
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the torrent
In Event Prompts ・ By Riptide
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[MEDIUM] reflections
In Campaigns ・ By Riptide
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"You've got to be kidding me." Percy stared in dismay at the cavern ahead through a gap in the rock, watching the shimmering gold surface of the enormous floating skull glint in the torchlight. "Why is this fucker always where we are?" "There might be multiple," Polaris said, unperturbed. He was halfway through a bag of candied fruit he'd brought from the surface, munching none-too-quietly on his treats. "Great," Percy mumbled in reply. He had half a mind to ask Polaris for a pi...
skull...three
In Campaigns ・ By Riptide
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hands (touching hands) (reaching out) (touching me) (touching you)
In Event Prompts ・ By Riptide
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Polaris woke to the dripping. It had started some time ago, before Percy had taken over his watch, and the sound had danced on the edge of his mind as he slept. Images had flashed through his head with every drip, memories from his foalhood interspersed with horrors he’d seen in the dungeons, and he thought perhaps this were some sort of torture. Had he done something wrong? Was there more he could have done to stop his sister’s disappearance? ...
[BOSS] skull two electric boogaloo
In Campaigns ・ By Riptide
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Percy had to admit that having Polaris travel with their little band, no matter how short-lived the chestnut courser claimed their alliance would be, was nice. Though he missed Alder, the plucky castle servant who'd spent time with the group before, Percy was glad of Polaris' utter disinterest in Lord Annaeus' status. The baron had so far complained about how long they'd been walking (around half an hour) and how hungry he was (they'd eaten right before setting off), and Polaris was having no...
[HARD] not grate for morale
In Campaigns ・ By Riptide
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The fox could tell before any of the others. Polaris’ companion, now a sleek-coated vixen, paused mid-step, her ears pricked towards the once-grand marble archway to their left. Several metres behind her, the party stopped, her pose enough to warn them that something was off. The throne room was beautiful, even now; though the stained-glass windows were broken in places and the tapestries on the wall had long since faded, the cathedral ceilings and pure white marble floors len...
[BOSS] the chest
In Campaigns ・ By Riptide
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annaeus wails
In Recovery ・ By Riptide
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Percy and Lujayn exchanged a glance as the baron muttered unintelligibly to himself. Hitting the wall at the end of the long, slime-covered slide had evidently loosened a few screws in his lordship's head. The two faces carved into the stone above were very obviously not speaking to anyone; besides the baron's mumbling, there was no other sound in the cavern. Alder was used to it. The baron hearing voices had begun far earlier than the Campaign To End All Campaigns. Alder though...
he hears voices
In Dungeon Dives ・ By Riptide
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Percy skidded round the corner, hooves barely finding purchase on the aged, worn stone. Tiny pebbles skittered away, settling into cracks as they went. "What the hell was that thing?!" Percy whispered hoarsely to Lujayn, who was hidden behind an armoured humanoid statue across the hallway. She silenced him with a quick shake of her head. There was no telling whether the skull had gone; it could still be lurking, waiting for them to reveal themselves before striking. Several excr...
[HARD] the abyss beckons the weak
In Campaigns ・ By Riptide
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ancient stables
In Campaigns ・ By Riptide
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The tip of Percy’s sword described tiny circles in the air that belied the weight of the weapon. Percy himself, his damp under his mane, danced on his toes, light-footed despite the long round of combat. His opponent took more deliberate, slow steps, mirroring Percy’s slow movement to the left and creating an orbit around the center of the room. Above the two champions, a silent crowd screamed and chanted, their shadowy arms waving enthusiastically as they supported their chosen Co...
[BOSS] the sword and the skull
In Campaigns ・ By Riptide
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Percy mouthed at his bit, its jangling adding to the metallic beat of Lujayn’s clanking armour. Sir Timothy slept in his saddle, head tucked under his wing. The goose was taking this opportunity to rest - they’d had a hard slog of a campaign so far, and the party had rarely been stationary long enough for him to take a nap. The gentle rocking of the padded saddle was comforting. Lujayn was sore, but had accepted it as a fact of life as a bodyguard for hire. When she, Alder, and Ann...
The Colosseum
In Campaigns ・ By Riptide
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The baron had not yet stopped screaming. The three Coursers slid helplessly down the seemingly endless tunnel, the baron first and then Alder and Lujayn together, Alder's legs firmly tangled in Lujayn's armour as he clung to safety. He'd have screamed, too, if not for the neck of the bottle in his mouth; he'd face much worse than a terrifying slip down a long passage if he lost the baron's new hair tonic. Dim flashes of light and yawning tunnel mouths gaped off the main branch of the s...
[MEDIUM] madness awaits
In Dungeon Dives ・ By Riptide
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