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Post by hellcomet on Sept 16, 2013 9:10:59 GMT -5
Each body shows no vitals and has a off coloring to them. At the center there is a dragon and a dullahan in a defensive position around a single point, they both show signs of massive decay compared to the other sea bodies.
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Post by jace on Sept 16, 2013 9:24:30 GMT -5
she approaches the dragon, watching carefully for signs of vitals, She kept the dullahan in her peripheral vision as they were know as ghost killers from the times of kings and knights..
She Tried to eye what was behind them.
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Post by hellcomet on Sept 16, 2013 10:01:52 GMT -5
There is a radius of dead earth and the glint of metal at its center, the displaced air by her body stirs the two bodies enough that they crumble in to dust, the dead earth dragon smells of compost.
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Post by jace on Sept 16, 2013 10:16:13 GMT -5
She walked forward to the center and looked down at the glint of metal. She eyed the death and destruction all around her.
"Sansavi"
The kotatsu fizzed out and she put it away, she then bent for the metal in the center to pick it up.
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Post by hellcomet on Sept 16, 2013 10:45:34 GMT -5
A destroyed metal canister the size of a pop bottle rest there stamped on the side of the bottle is X.O.F. 739210
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Post by jace on Sept 16, 2013 10:58:06 GMT -5
She took out a small bag and placed it in there before continuing on, she walked to the back of the training grounds and looks for the stairway no one was ever able to make it to.
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Post by hellcomet on Sept 16, 2013 12:15:39 GMT -5
The stairs lie where they should be to those who know where to look.
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Post by jace on Sept 16, 2013 13:13:40 GMT -5
She walked to and down the stairs again using Savi as her source of light.
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Post by hellcomet on Sept 16, 2013 17:29:24 GMT -5
The path is dirty and is easy to detect that it hasn't been in use very recently.
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Post by jace on Sept 17, 2013 12:48:06 GMT -5
She continued down the widest path only briefly peeking into rooms or closets, once all light was cut off she pulled a witchlight* from her pocket and it flared up brightly.
She continued searching, she didnt know for what but she searched none the less.
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Post by hellcomet on Sept 17, 2013 14:29:38 GMT -5
The scent of mint hangs heavy in the air in the underground, the path and room all appear empty till at the very end of the wide path a low squeak is heard
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Post by jace on Sept 17, 2013 17:21:05 GMT -5
She followed the smell until she heard the squeak and spun a quick 360 and get a good look at her surroundings before moving on.
She replace the witch light with sansavi but never ignited it as she approached the end, she stuck to a wall and tried to work her way around first before starting for the middle.
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Post by hellcomet on Sept 18, 2013 7:25:34 GMT -5
The sound leads to the dead body of a winged horse the squeak resounds from beneath it, there is a twitch of movement.
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Post by jace on Sept 18, 2013 7:52:32 GMT -5
She walked around the pegasus type, inspecting all sides before kneeling to say a prayer, then like a foot ball player she through her shoulder into the dead animals side and gave it a shove, the wings on her back started to buzz to give her extra momentum.
Something or someone was under there and it may just killer her but there was no way to find out until she moved the animal.
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Post by hellcomet on Sept 18, 2013 8:40:36 GMT -5
The body caves like rotten fruit, black goop oozing out of it. But it shifts with enough effort and underneath is a small winged foal it's weezing breaths are short and haggerd.
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