"Oh so this is the hill the quest's supposed to be." Hector said, lowering his map to a stone golem, dancing on the hill. So this is the boss I have to slay... This is going to be little hard with the others busy with their own quest. Well at least I have my cleri- Where did she go!?
At the bottom of the hill, a girl dressed in glowing knight armor run up at hill. Hector's jaw dropped.
"You idiot! You can't tank!" Hector shouted after her.
"Watch me!" Patton retorted as she reached the top of the hill. Golem was picking at the yellow flowers on the ground, unaware of the girl charging towards him. The hammer in her hand glow bright white with power as she leapt up to the golem's face. It was at that moment he happened to turned to her.
"Take this!" Patton yelled and smashed the hammer across his face, sending him flying off the hill. She turned back to Hector and smirked as she stared down at him in condescends. That lucky cleric.
"Good job, Patton. Just stay there, I'm coming over." He said.
The smoke cleared to Hector reaching the hill as he lowered his shield above his head. Patton was staggering to her feet. A few burn marks on her armor other than that she looked fine.
"You had you're fun. Now support me." Hector drew his sword as the golem ran back up the hill. Its eyes glowing with rage upon discovery that they were not dead yet. Hector rolled to the side, avoiding the gigantic boulders smashing on him. Darting back in, he slammed his shield into the golem's body, causing it to stagger. With his sword glowing red, he went in and unleashed a swifts series of cuts. Reducing the golem into chunks of rocks that tumbled down the hill.
Nessa Arandur: soooo, I'm considering another RPG soon. We may be silent, but we're still writing!
Oct 4, 2019 22:04:08 GMT -6
bilance: nope I still pop in from time to time
May 14, 2019 8:55:21 GMT -6
Tglassy: The small town of Ash, a haven for refugees from the fall of a great city of legend, Is now empty of the life that had briefly touched it when those refugees first appeared.
Mar 22, 2019 15:49:58 GMT -6
Tglassy: Wind blows through the abandoned doors, tumbleweeds roll across the deserted roads as vines begin their creep up the walls of what used to be a bustling town square.
Mar 22, 2019 15:48:35 GMT -6
Raveneye: Whoa. Forgot to check in recently.
Jan 29, 2019 9:10:58 GMT -6
beesauce: the ones that paralyze. i had an accident. Sprained neck, pinched nerve. Lost feeling in my legs. Nightmare's IRL
Dec 10, 2018 14:39:07 GMT -6
bilance: Nice to hear from you again bee. what kind of rabbit holes have you been jumping in
Dec 10, 2018 2:04:28 GMT -6
beesauce: dead alive bilance
Dec 10, 2018 0:06:35 GMT -6
bilance: hello anyone still here?
Dec 9, 2018 23:14:28 GMT -6
beesauce: Raveneye. I was banned permanently from Writersbeat.com. Online Literature is not a great site for communication, in the same way Writersbeat was dying and now upgraded, looks great. Now that I'm banned it can go back to being annoying w/same ol'toxins/sry
Nov 21, 2018 13:01:00 GMT -6