[b]The First Night[/b]
[i]8:00 PM[/i]
The sun sets over a small bay on Corra, and the orange Rays of sunlight that deep in through cracks in between the dense foliage illuminate the forests. When night falls, and the moon shows and the stars shine in the sky, something claws its way out of hell. It growls and roars, as its bloodlust starts to form.
The Hunt has begun at a small creek, where a trail of blood and small tendrils lead like a gingerbread crumb pathway into the planet undergrowth.
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Blood paints the walls as well as many war-trophies: fingers, ears, eyes, heads. They all are displayed on the walls. The path leads to a cave in the overhang. A chanting. A chanting can almost be heard...
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[spoiler]wait, can I still go invis.[/spoiler] [b][i]He moves a bit further in, trading his axe for his blowpipe and sticking to the shadows[/i][/b]
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[spoiler]No.[/spoiler] The blood trail ends at one corpse. The blood now looks minutes fresh, and the corpse hovers two feet off the ground.
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[b][i]He examines it from a distance, loading a bone needle into his blow pipe[/i][/b]
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Edited by VertheAlt: 12/20/2015 1:16:25 PM[redacted]
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[spoiler]i know, I saw. Look at chat. Let's continue with the RP.[/spoiler]
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It is Nate's corpse. He is hung by a makeshift loose. His eyes are rolled all the way up and Nate's tongue hangs out of his mouth.
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[b][i]He moves quietly, looking for whoever did this. His blowpipe is at the ready.[/i][/b]
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There is no one in sight, although something can be heard running away.
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[b][i]He heads in the direction of it, blowpipe at mount level.[/i][/b]
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[b][i]He moves quietly, looking for whoever did this. His blowpipe is at the ready.[/i][/b]
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Edited by elijah: 12/20/2015 1:20:10 AM[b]Ember is currently unconscious, the monster dragging him away, there is a gash at his side and a trickle of blood from the mouth, his sharpened bone is in his hand, broken into pieces. The monster takes him into a catacomb, descending deeper into the planet and begins to run a claw down Embers, fore arm, blood spilling, killing him slowly.[/b] [spoiler]Hes not dead, but DYING.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Ember is dead?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Not dead, DYING. [/spoiler]
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James twirls his spear and crouches following it
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The path gets darker and darker, to the point where James can't see two feet infront of his face.
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He closes his eyes and follows with his hearing [i]i have done this before[/i]
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It leads him to a cave.
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He tastes the blood trying to tell what creature's it is
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It is a large feline creature.
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He walks into the cave his eyes begin to grow accustomed to the darkness
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Roaches scamper around and water drips from the dank ceiling, falling to the floor and making small puddles. There can almost be whispers heard.
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He looks around and growls preparing his spear
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A figure stands in the darkness, although oddly, his feet are two inches off the ground.
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He walks toward it poking it with his spear