Jul 14 10:55:21 <Vern|GM>	You stand in front of the guild, a flyer in your hand for your initiation quest. ||
Jul 14 10:56:46 <apoc|Kel>	Kel heads off towards the blacksmith to pick up his new gauntlets, hoping they're finished by now. He tears his gaze away from the awe-inspiring sight of the city around him (which stills wows him), and glances down at the flyer. He's a slow reader, but he starts to piece his way through it.||
Jul 14 10:56:58 <apoc|Kel>	((I considered making him illiterate))
Jul 14 10:57:36 <Vern|GM>	((People with mental disabilities don't get to become hunters))
Jul 14 10:58:19 <Vern|GM>	The picture revealed a demon, as did the title on the flyer. Besides that, not much was known, it had a simple 0 on it and told you to hunt at the mountains. ||
Jul 14 10:58:38 <apoc|Kel>	((Illiteracy isn't a mental disability...))
Jul 14 10:59:12 <apoc|Kel>	Kel shrugged, a bit irked at the sheer lack of information, but it was what it was. He continued towards the blacksmith.||
Jul 14 11:00:29 <Vern|GM>	((Don't decide what is a mental disability in a world where people hunt monsters for a job ))
Jul 14 11:01:01 <Vern|GM>	The blacksmith greeted you with a smal wave, his right hand holding a pyramid of swords that was already visible from afar. ||
Jul 14 11:01:58 <apoc|Kel>	Kel blinked, looking at the steel structure on his hand with obvious surprise. "Wow. That's uh... wow." He stammered.||
Jul 14 11:11:19 <apoc|Kel>	((Vern|GM ?))
Jul 14 11:12:08 <Vern|GM>	"Yo kid, what do you need?" the smith asked, dropping the swords in a way that ended with all the blades piercing through the ground up to their hilt, all missing him and some coming dangerously close to his feet. ||
Jul 14 11:14:26 <apoc|Kel>	Kel froze as the blades nearly skewered him, before blowing out a relieved breath. "Uh, came to pick up my gaunlets from before?" He scratched the back on his head awkwardly, presenting the flyer to the smith. "Got a entrance hunt and everything."||
Jul 14 11:19:04 <Vern|GM>	"Sure," the smith grinned, throwing him two heavy looking gauntlets, made to fit on his hands. "You should be careful, high friction makes them grow hot, so don't wear them during anything but fighting, I made you two hosters to keep them on your body over your chest." ||
Jul 14 11:22:22 *	apoc|Kel is now known as apociskill
Jul 14 11:23:07 <apociskill>	Kel put on his new gauntlet-holsters, which fit snugly around his hips. "Thanks!" He replied earnestly. When he finally finished he looked around furtively, realizing he didn't know what to do next unless he just went hunting now. Pursing his lips, he turned back to the smith and showed him the flyer again. "Uh, sorry to impose more, but well, I'm new to
Jul 14 11:23:07 <apociskill>	this an well... do you have any tips for fighting uh, something like this?" He gestured at the demon illustration.||
Jul 14 11:25:21 *	apociskill is now known as apoc|Kel
Jul 14 11:26:26 <Vern|GM>	>over your chesst
Jul 14 11:26:29 <Vern|GM>	>on your hips
Jul 14 11:26:35 <Vern|GM>	>mfw
Jul 14 11:26:53 <apoc|Kel>	((bleh))
Jul 14 11:27:13 <apoc|Kel>	Kel put on his new gaunlet-holster, which fit snugly over his chest.*||
Jul 14 11:27:36 <Vern|GM>	"Nothing much, I fear, they come in different caste, and each one is a special case. Some might have the Fire-Element instead of Dark, so your gauntlets might not be as helpful as they could be." ||
Jul 14 11:31:10 <apoc|Kel>	Kel chewed his lip, nodding. "Alright, any tips for actually fighting them? Like where to hit them and stuff? Not sure if you used to be a hunter or anything, just thought.. you know..." He indicated the swords all around them. "You might know a thing or two."||
Jul 14 11:32:25 <Vern|GM>	"If they got wings, cut them off, I guess, I dunno," he shrugged. "I'm a smith, Imake eweapons, you should ask hunters, but I heard they are kind of a trial and error group." ||
Jul 14 11:35:30 <apoc|Kel>	"Yeah I uh... I sorta got that impression too." He admitted sheepishly. He drew himself up a bit straighter as he mentally readied himself. "Alright, thanks a lot. I'll uh, be back. With stuff or money or something." He gave a half-hearted grin. "Wish me luck!"||
Jul 14 11:35:42 <apoc|Kel>	((cancel the ||))
Jul 14 11:35:58 <apoc|Kel>	And then he marched himself towards the hunting grounds.||
Jul 14 11:37:36 <Vern|GM>	You could see white trees in the distance where the forest once stood, though the mountains were in the same general direction, you didn'T have to travel through the forests to reach there. ||
Jul 14 11:38:29 <apoc|Kel>	((Where the forest ONCE stood? I presume that's Elias' shitclusterfuck but what does it look like?))
Jul 14 11:39:10 <Vern|GM>	((White, all of the white, all trees that are left standing are white an everything is glowing like a gay rave party with sperm under black light.))
Jul 14 11:39:49 <apoc|Kel>	((So Kel just... what? Slept through the Angelic apocalypse attempt? ;_;)
Jul 14 11:39:51 <apoc|Kel>	)
Jul 14 11:40:05 <Vern|GM>	((Essentially.))
Jul 14 11:41:26 <apoc|Kel>	Kel glanced at the forest where he'd slain the lion not so long ago and shivered, remember the stories the others had told of what had happened while he was sleeping off his victory at the inn. A few hours difference and he could've been... he shook off those thoughts and pointedly turned away from the white-wooded trees. He headed towards the mountain and
Jul 14 11:41:26 <apoc|Kel>	went around. Far around.||
Jul 14 11:42:07 <apoc|Kel>	((I think it'd be amusing to like, fail your initiation quest because the fucking Angel apocalypse happened while you happened to be out in the forest so you got the fuck out))
Jul 14 11:42:19 <apoc|Kel>	((I wonder if the Guild would offer a do-over for that?))
Jul 14 11:42:28 <Vern|GM>	The mountain camp was still intact, and he stood in front of a ladder that would bring him high enough. ||
Jul 14 11:43:41 <apoc|Kel>	Kel had had some lean lion-meat that morning, courtesy of the butchers, so he declined the food that was set out in the camp, and pressed on instead, drawing his worn bow from his back and stringing it as he went.||
Jul 14 11:45:16 <Vern|GM>	The butchers took all his meat. He gets his food from the guild. And the food at the camp was prepared by someone who actually brought supplies and wasn't yours anyway. The higher points of the mountain was reached by the ladder and Kel could see almost everything, the winds strong but still bearable. All he had to do was find the beast. ||
Jul 14 11:45:53 <apoc|Kel>	((I assume he bought some of the meat with the meagre funds he has but w/e))
Jul 14 11:47:02 <apoc|Kel>	The flyer didn't mention anything about where exactly to find the thing, so Kel simply shrugged and set off further up the mountain, nocking an arrow to his bow, just in case. He kept his eyes peeled for the dark shape that had been sketched on the flyer.||
Jul 14 11:49:16 <Vern|GM>	You hear snoring, loud and annoying, in the istance. ||
Jul 14 11:50:41 <apoc|Kel>	Kel perks up, alert and adrenaline pours through his veins. His grip on the bow steady, he creeps forward towards the noise, trying to stay silent and get a glimpse of what he assumes is his target.||
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Jul 14 11:54:10 *	Topic for #dundroma is: Boss RP - https://docs.google.com/document/d/15BUqgjZhzXK8GU_QfwFKrHZfQvkJZcV9-w1VMfoWMQI/edit - IC Light: ON - http://imgur.com/a/o8tDv Template for Genes
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Jul 14 11:58:01 <Vern|GM>	He arrives near a sleeping body, a pale complexion and large horns over long hair. It looked as big as the smith, definitively towering over you if it stood, but was sleeping deeply. ||
Jul 14 12:00:13 <apoc|Kel>	((Does it take much time to switch weapons?))
Jul 14 12:01:13 <Vern|GM>	((no))
Jul 14 12:01:24 <Vern|GM>	((you can do it in the same turn and attack with the other weapon then))
Jul 14 12:03:34 <apoc|Kel>	Kel took out several arrows, planting them head first in the ground in front of him, a ways away from his sleeping target, so that he could yank them free easily. He took a deep breath, checking his gauntlets and gear before finally pulling back on his string as far as it could go and loosing the shaft towards the demon's horned head. He had barely felt the
Jul 14 12:03:34 <apoc|Kel>	bow twang before he was already seizing another arrow from the ground and fitting it to the string to release it as well.||
Jul 14 12:06:45 <Vern|GM>	The arrows burned brightly as they moved forward, the sheer presence of the demon burning them up. It still remained asleep, though the ambient temperature was rising slightly. ||
Jul 14 12:08:23 <apoc|Kel>	((What's the terrain like? Where is it sleeping? Just on some random mountain trail?))
Jul 14 12:12:02 <Vern|GM>	Yes.
Jul 14 12:13:57 <apoc|Kel>	Kel pursed his lips and looked up and down the trail, searching desperately for some way to get the drop on the beast. A boulder he could budge, a ledge he could drop down from, or perhaps some form of small rockslide he could try to bury it with as an opening attack.||
Jul 14 12:15:01 <Vern|GM>	Nothing. The mountains were rather devoid of such things, the biggest rocks you could find were maybe the size of your fists. ||
Jul 14 12:17:49 <apoc|Kel>	Fuck it, there was nothing. He'd have to... he'd have to just try this the old fashioned way... the really, REALLY old fashioned way. He set down his bow and clasped on his new gauntlets, feeling them fit snugly onto his fists and circled the demon, climbing the incline on the side of the trail to get the high ground for his attack, any advantage he could.
Jul 14 12:18:54 <apoc|Kel>	He made a muttered prayer to Balinor for a successful hunt, and another to Dol Dorran, to grant him strength, then hurled himself down onto the demon, slamming his fist into its horned skull.||
Jul 14 12:21:01 <Vern|GM>	The fist smashes into the demon with the force of a comet, flames springing forth as the friction in the air began igniting the gauntlets and the demon awoke with a scream as the fist shattered its horns apart and blew open a wound on its head. ||
Jul 14 12:23:20 <apoc|Kel>	Kel bared his teeth as he landed atop it, scrambling for a grip. He caught the demon's long hair in one hand, steadying himself, then smashed his other fist into the top of his skill again, pummeling the existing wound again and again.||
Jul 14 12:25:08 <Vern|GM>	His fist smashes into the wound, making the demon scream again. It attempted to grab him but failed. ||
Jul 14 12:26:17 <apoc|Kel>	He punched the demon's skull again and again, feeling his gauntlet hit his skull time after time.||
Jul 14 12:29:41 <Vern|GM>	The demon screamed and blocked the next hit before flames appeared all around him and blasted into the sky with a pillar. You were caught in the pillar, your clothes burning off your body and some even melting together with your skin as you floated far above what may be considered ground level in the mountains. You could see your home from there! Smoke had entered your lungs and breathing was harder, but after a few coughs, you could
Jul 14 12:29:41 <Vern|GM>	at least clear your blurred vision. ||
Jul 14 12:32:53 <apoc|Kel>	Kel screamed helplessly as his skin blackened and charred, before he was flung into the sky like a toy. He flailed wildly as his ascent gradually slowed, and then reversed, his mind racing to overcome his shock and fear. Tears stung his eyes as he finished coughing, revealing the world spread out beneath him. Dundroma barely an hour's walk down the
Jul 14 12:32:53 <apoc|Kel>	mountains... the mountains themselves, so far away...
Jul 14 12:33:34 <apoc|Kel>	And even there, at the edges of the horizon... the speckles of green that marked where the desert was irrigated and became farmland... his home... so far away but here...
Jul 14 12:35:05 <apoc|Kel>	He felt his fists clench again beneath his gauntlet as he caught sight of his homelands, resolve filling him. He was not going to die here, on this mountain, to this thing, not after coming so far. He angled himself downward, picking up speed, the dying pillar of fire marking the location of the demon that had flung him skyward.
Jul 14 12:35:34 <apoc|Kel>	He aimed himself straight towards it, fist pulled back with a prayer to the gods on his lips.||
Jul 14 12:35:54 <Vern|GM>	The demon was fast asleep.
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Jul 14 12:39:04 <Vern|GM>	Even as you came down like a comet, it was sleeping deeply and the wounds on its head were already regenerating at a rate that seemed impossible for any normal human to reproduce. Your fall was taking forever and it looked completely healthy again a few seconds before you smashed into it, and it suddenly woke up, slapping in front of it and catching you out of the air without any worry. It can switch between sleeping to heal and being
Jul 14 12:39:04 <Vern|GM>	awake to fight quickly, apparently, and moved its hands apart before slapping them over your body, sending bursts of pain through your burned body. ||
Jul 14 12:41:32 <apoc|Kel>	Kel stumbled to his feet after being thrown across the trail, coughing roughly. His clothes were still stinging on his... skin? Were they even distinct anymore? He didn't want to know. But this was fucking it, this was his one chance. He'd thought the lion an accomplishment - but no. It was barely a hindrance compared to something like this.
Jul 14 12:42:05 <apoc|Kel>	He whispered another thanks to Dol Dorran for his survival and charged in once more, intent on keeping the demon on its heels, not letting it heal more.||
Jul 14 12:42:47 <apoc|Kel>	((Reposting))
Jul 14 12:44:12 <apoc|Kel>	Kel's skin screamed with pain as he was practically flattened between the demon's hands. He growled something incoherently, too blinded by the pain to make actual words, and smashed his fist into the demon's hands.||
Jul 14 12:45:55 <Vern|GM>	The demon's fist was stronger than your weakly executed punch and it grabbed you tightly, slowly crushing the life out of you. ||
Jul 14 12:47:19 <apoc|Kel>	Kel's world started to go dark and he began to panic. He had to - he had to get away - recover and then try again. He tried his best to force the demon's hands apart and make a break for it, even going so far as to lean over and bite one of its fingers tightly.||
Jul 14 12:48:58 <Vern|GM>	The monster lets go suddenly, making you hit the floor. As you scrambled to get away it tried to smash you into the ground with a fist, but you managed to dodge. ||
Jul 14 12:50:14 <apoc|Kel>	Kel skitters away as fast as his legs can carry him, fleeing back down the path, stopping only to grab his bow. He didn't bother to look behind him as he sprinted further, back towards the camp. ||
Jul 14 12:52:26 <Vern|GM>	The demon was faster than you, strangely enough, and stopped your flight. The kick that came was sudden, but you could roll out of the way at the last moment. ||
Jul 14 12:53:46 <apoc|Kel>	Rest, recuperation, he needed it and damn this godscursed healing demon. He rolled out of the way of the kick, his legs stinging painfully, and took off again towards the camp.||
Jul 14 12:55:20 <Vern|GM>	You fled, the way to the camp was hard and painful, but you were still alive. ||
Jul 14 12:57:28 <apoc|Kel>	Kel stumbled into camp and near collapsed on the spot with relief. He dropped to his knees, quickly stripping off his gauntlets and let himself rest for a few long minutes, breathing heavily. After a short while, he forced himself upright again and began the painful process of stripping his melted clothes off of his burnt and cooked skin. Clad in only the
Jul 14 12:57:28 <apoc|Kel>	rags of his underclothes to maintain his dignity, he began to slowly search the camp for burn salve or anything that could help.||
Jul 14 12:59:05 <Vern|GM>	The camp was mostly empty, the only thing he found was a few bandages and those didn't seem very useful considering the damage he had suffered. His vision was beyond blurry already, and his lungs worked hard to bring oxygen into his body, his breath shallow. ||
Jul 14 13:00:53 <apoc|Kel>	He did the best he could with the bandages, wrapping the worst burn areas of his body, before collapsing into one of the available tents. He slid his gauntlets on, just in case, before he drifted off to slumber.||
Jul 14 13:01:12 <apoc|Kel>	((Intent being to heal up, hopefully meet some other hunters who might lend aid/give advice))
Jul 14 13:03:53 <Vern|GM>	A hunter comes by later, he has no healing salves or potions for you after you woke up to his steps.
Jul 14 13:04:35 <Vern|GM>	"What fucked you up so hard, eh?" he asked. He was in a bright yellow armor, his face not visible and a large katana on his hip. ||
Jul 14 13:06:48 <apoc|Kel>	Kel winced as he stepped out of the tent, his cooked skin hurting with every step. "Demon." He wheezed. Host above it hurt to TALK. "Was asleep, I smashed its skull in and then it sorta set me on fire and threw me up..." He pointed a finger vaugely at the sky."There. Way up there." He dropped to take a seat outside, wincing again. "Healed the big broken
Jul 14 13:06:48 <apoc|Kel>	skull I gave it too." he grumbled.||
Jul 14 13:12:38 <Vern|GM>	"Hmm... sounds like sloth, you should probably give up," the man shrugged. "Unless you have a holy weapon, it can heal most wounds you give it in a matter of minutes." ||
Jul 14 13:15:44 <apoc|Kel>	Kel stripped off one of his gauntlets and held it up apologetically. "Out of luck there. And uh, can't give up." He gave a wan smile. "Initiation. I guess I'll just have to uh... keep beating it until it dies?" His nervous laugh turned into a coughing fit. "Yeah that's pretty much the plan unless you have any better advice." He glanced down at himself and
Jul 14 13:15:44 <apoc|Kel>	sighed. "You wouldn't happen to have any clothes, would you?"||
Jul 14 13:17:57 <Vern|GM>	"Only what I am wearing right now," the man admitted. "Though if it is your initiation, you should probably hurry up. You might not know, but every hunt has a limit of 3 days." ||
Jul 14 13:20:01 <apoc|Kel>	Kel sighed again. "Well guess I'm on day 2 right now, probably best if I wait another day and go for broke tomorrow. Maybe someone with some salves or something will come along." He raised a hand weakly. "Thanks for the advice, though."||
Jul 14 13:20:15 <apoc|Kel>	((basically "end" this convo))
Jul 14 13:21:06 <Vern|GM>	The man nodded and went towards the ladder, climbing up. ||
Jul 14 13:22:04 <apoc|Kel>	Kel drank some water and went back to sleep, hoping to regain his strength for another assault.||
Jul 14 13:24:51 <Vern|GM>	You wake up on the third day, your wounds still aching, and no one was nearby. ||
Jul 14 13:26:48 <apoc|Kel>	Kel sighed to himself, pulling on his tattered, burnt remains of his clothes from home. He spent another short period in prayer, wishing he had the usual milk and grain to offer to the gods, but it would have to do. Gauntlets on, he set out back up the ladder, towards the Sloth demon.||
Jul 14 13:28:57 <Vern|GM>	The sloth demon was still where you left it, deep asleep. Again. ||
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Jul 14 13:31:04 <apoc|Kel>	He took a deep breath. Alright so, same plan as last time except... less being blown into the air and everything. Yeah that... that was pretty much all he had. Another prayer to Dol Dorran and up the slope he went. This time he flung himself onto from a different direction, behind the demon, trying his best to take it by... more surprise he supposed. Leaping
Jul 14 13:31:04 <apoc|Kel>	from the slope, he smashed his gauntleted fist towards the demon's horned head.||
Jul 14 13:35:55 <Vern|GM>	The demon screeches immediately, awakening to the hit before it tries to swipe at you. You were able to dodge quickly by jumping over the arm. ||
Jul 14 13:37:28 <apoc|Kel>	Kel scrambles over it once more, tangling a hand in its hair for a perch, again. This time though, he aims his next punch at its shoulder, aiming to snap it and take away it's arms.||
Jul 14 13:40:45 <Vern|GM>	The beast shakes you off and tries to crush you with its fists, the earth shaking as you dodged out of the way with a quick roll. ||
Jul 14 13:41:56 <apoc|Kel>	Kel paused for a moment, then struck when the demon reached for him next, smashing his fist into his right elbow.||
Jul 14 13:43:31 <Vern|GM>	The beast's fist explodes into fire before you reach it, the heat spreading around it again before a wave of fire sent you flying, burning what was left of your hair and clothes and sending you flying towards a tree. Your vision was slowly turning black. ||
Jul 14 13:45:22 <apoc|Kel>	Kel growled, pulling himself up again. Almost ready to retreat again, he bit his bleeding lip and dug in his heels. If he ran again, it would regenerate. With a raw throated yell of rage, he charged forward and threw himself into an uppercut at the thing's shoulder.||
Jul 14 13:46:53 <Vern|GM>	The beast's shoulder doesn't snap under your punch, it the beast takes a step back and tries to kick you again.
Jul 14 13:47:09 <Vern|GM>	The kick is dodged barely, and the monster roared. ||
Jul 14 13:47:49 <apoc|Kel>	Kel lunges again, this time downward, dodging the next swipe and aiming for its kneecap.||
Jul 14 13:49:34 <Vern|GM>	The beast's knee makes a sound as it bends backwards, falling to the ground. It doesn't stop there, however, and slams you into the ground under its palm, sending bursts of more pain through your body. ||
Jul 14 13:51:14 <apoc|Kel>	Kel pulls himself up, sputtering. His lungs hurt to breath through, skin  hurts to touch anything. His world is pain and suffering. Through the haze, he spots the demon fall, it's knee smashed, and lumbers to take advantage of its weakness. He aims for the shoulder again.||
Jul 14 13:54:36 <Vern|GM>	The shoulder makes a loud noise as your fist drives into it, your aching body barely able to throw the punch and the monster trashing around, missing you as it tried to attack again. ||
Jul 14 13:56:31 <apoc|Kel>	Kel's body tells him... Well it doesn't tell him much beyond "everything hurts", but it what he can tell is urging him to retreat - but that would just lead to defeat. He surges onward, sluggish, aiming for the other arm this time.||
Jul 14 13:59:47 <Vern|GM>	The sluggish hit wasn't as effective, but it still hurt the monster. Another arm came swiping down, but the monster was slower than before and you were able to move out of the way. ||
Jul 14 14:01:04 <apoc|Kel>	There was nothing more to it, he easily dodged the swiping arm and threw a haymaker into it as it passed, aiming to shatter to joint to pieces.||
Jul 14 14:03:40 <Vern|GM>	The monster rolled on the floor to get out of the way and spit a stream of fire at you, too slow to hit you, though. ||
Jul 14 14:05:07 <apoc|Kel>	Kel didn't even know there were places that could hurt like this before. He rolled to the side of the stream of fire and lay another haymaker into its shoulder.||
Jul 14 14:08:10 <Vern|GM>	The monster dodges the haymaker, finally standing up again before trying to crush you under a fist. You dodge at the last second, jumping backwards! ||
Jul 14 14:10:49 <apoc|Kel>	Dol Dorran and Balerion aren't the only gods. Now for the first time, he sends his desperate prayers to those that are best left unsaid - the Fury and the Stranger. He doesn't care, not now , not anymore - any thing that will grant him the strength to kill this THING is fine by him. Rage and desperation fueling him, he swings again for it's swiping arm.||
Jul 14 14:13:22 <Vern|GM>	The fist smashes into the arm, making the demon stumble back and another spray of fire miss you. ||
Jul 14 14:14:32 <apoc|Kel>	He doesn't let up, not for a second. He presses the attack, diving onto it and smashing a fist upwards into it jaw from where it has been spewing fire.||
Jul 14 14:16:23 <Vern|GM>	The beast's teeth fly out of its mouth as you smash into its chin, and the beast falls backwards, kicking you towards another tree.
Jul 14 14:17:00 <Vern|GM>	Your vision darkened, your body numb as you closed your eyes. ||||
Jul 14 14:18:59 <apoc|Kel>	As the life drifts from him, a sudden revelation appears to Kel, a distant memory from his youth... A dark skinned man passing through town. It is an odd last thing to think about, but it stays with him. And in his final moments, he realizes that the dark skinned humanoids are people.
Jul 14 14:19:13 <apoc|Kel>	And it is that thought that finally kills him.||
Jul 14 14:20:20 <Vern|GM>	Lol nope
Jul 14 14:20:28 <Vern|GM>	As if you realize they are pepole
Jul 14 14:20:29 <Vern|GM>	people
Jul 14 14:20:33 <Vern|GM>	You KKKrazy guy
Jul 14 14:20:42 <apoc|Kel>	Dude this was te moment
Jul 14 14:20:47 <apoc|Kel>	For te reality marble
Jul 14 14:20:52 <apoc|Kel>	To activate