Story:His ears snapped forward as he heard a noise- an odd one. It only became obvious to him what it was when he heard noises which were somewhat high-pitched, but angry. He looked down to see what exactly the commotion was. Oh. "I didn't mean to, I promise!" Archangel lowered his head to speak to them, gently but a bit rushed. He could easily defeat these, if they ever posed a threat... but it seemed as if they were just angry. Angry because he squished their m...

Story:Archangel looked at the wall. This was stuff he saw often- but not like this. Of course, he still found it beautiful, yet haunting. Artwork usually lined walls found in the dungeon, ones that served as special rooms for... anything, really. At the time, mostly people. The rustic figures were jagged and disproportionate, with large open eyes and open mouths. They looked very stressed and upset, which made Archangel greatly uncomfortable. Usually he wasn't, b...

Story:Archangel never really had a home. He never cared much for them, either. Even through he hasn't been in the dungeons for long, he has began to prefer dwelling underneath the earth in the misty or dry dungeons. Archangel would, however, explore the overworld at night- it was still beautiful to him. Simply just... too much. The world above was still hectic, but he felt as if he had to be tied down to whichever fit the view of the leader in the area. While, in...

Story:Archangel carefully examined the cave- he didn't have much of an option whether he went deeper or not. This was the only way to enter, therefor it was obvious to him that if he was to continue, he wouldn't be able to simply go elsewhere. Having it be his first dungeon played into that heavily. He didn't know any others in the area, he only knew what he was told. Which, to him, meant that this would be pretty simple. In the dark depths of the dungeon,...

Story:Crispin attempted to jolt back to the edge of the bridge, but to no avail. It was far into the dark, only a sliver of light touching the edges. The dungeon that he currently explored was dark. He felt that the creature below him was alive- but before much thought, his focus shifted to the speed of the beast. Light was reaching through the above air, painting the what he thought was a centipede in a golden color. The rushing of wind tried to push him backward, but ...