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    The First Blight: Curse of Dumat [RP/Closed]

    It seemed the more impressive the authority figure, the more perverse pleasure Diocles seemed to glean from performing flippantly. He kept his tone casual, throwing the crone a quick wink as he answered. "Oh, you know. The women, the wine, the cuisine, the imminent battle against the physical...
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    The First Blight: Curse of Dumat [RP/Closed]

    Diocles hadn't spoken much, for once. That small gesture, the pat on the shoulder, meant more to him than he had thought it could. He even managed to stop himself from pointing out Fidelity's monstrous nature, knowing Sul would not appreciate a fervent defense of Thaedrin. He dismounted...
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    The First Blight: Curse of Dumat [RP/Closed]

    Diocles turned back as Delphina approached, giving her a small smile. "You really have to work on your advances, Constable, quite crude. But yes, I'm in good shape. Jarrik here might need some medical attention from our resident abomination, however."
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    The First Blight: Curse of Dumat [RP/Closed]

    "It's true." Diocles made his way carefully, staying at the back of the pack. Not just looking for survivors, he felt little guilt about looting the dead. The archer made a particular effort to retrieve any surviving high quality arrows. He also kept his eyes out for replacement armor. The...
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    The First Blight: Curse of Dumat [RP/Closed]

    Diocles frowned at the creature, his nose twitching in irritation. "Yes. I'm certain your body remembers." Diocles shook his head, turning to Ser Flufferkins for a goodbye before beginning to climb down after Sulahn'nehn. Perhaps he should have used his speed to go past and help earlier...
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    The First Blight: Curse of Dumat [RP/Closed]

    Good. She's done worrying about me. Hate it when they do that. "I try not to listen to me, actually. It's hard on my self-esteem." Diocles rose slowly, feeling the holes in his armor where the wounds had been. They were almost all gone, of course. The majority that remained was the damage...
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    The First Blight: Curse of Dumat [RP/Closed]

    Diocles' eyelids fluttered open, staring up at Sulahn'nehn and Fidelity, a small smile forming on his face. "Those are some pretty faces. But judging by their expressions and the pain in my back, I'm alive again. Which is getting a bit trite, I'm afraid. Ah well. Na via lerno victoria."
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    The First Blight: Curse of Dumat [RP/Closed]

    Diocles' bucked forward as the arrows slammed into his back. His last sight was his comrades, followed by a spray of blood from his own mouth. As he went unconscious the archer slumped forward onto the griffons neck, his arms going on either side of the beast, arrow falling earthward, his bow...
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    The First Blight: Curse of Dumat [RP/Closed]

    His taunt worked, maybe too well. One more hit like that and he'd be killed. Even as it was, he had the wind knocked out of him, everything going black. As he began to fall from the saddle, Flufferkins turned to keep him upright. It saved its rider, but foiled its own attack on the weaker...
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    The First Blight: Curse of Dumat [RP/Closed]

    "MAGE!" Diocles wheeled his mount the instant he saw the new threat emerge. Flufferkins streaked to the target as Diocles sent an arrow deep into the creature's gut. If that wasn't enough to get it's attention, the griffon buzzed it, slashing into its shoulders with a pair of claws. Diocles...
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    The First Blight: Curse of Dumat [RP/Closed]

    "Stay focused." D spoke softly to his griffon, and the need to direct it seemed to calm him in turn. The Ogre was imposing, but he knew the damage those archers could do. He'd better reduce the enemy numbers before they focused their fire and made one of his allies a pincushion. He took one...
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    The First Blight: Curse of Dumat [RP/Closed]

    Seeing the darkspawn were on the fully capable Jarrik, Diocles launched an arrow at their closest warrior. Before he could nock a fresh one, Ser Flufferkins was going for a new target. It flew overtop the monsters and Jarrik, grabbing the mage's target in its talons, then dropping it over the...
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    The First Blight: Curse of Dumat [RP/Closed]

    Diocles wiped blood from his mouth, but his concern was elsewhere. "Nadja, take them off Delphy!" The archer wouldn't take the job himself, though. His ideal target was clear. He drew his bow in a snap, directing the griffon with his knees as he'd been shown. It needed little prodding...
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    The First Blight: Curse of Dumat [RP/Closed]

    Diocles was glad he'd readied his bow with a fresh string this morning. His keen eyes scanned ahead as his mind focused on his inner senses, feeling for darkspawn. Of course they were likely too far away for that. The archer hadn't found the journey very taxing. Perhaps it was his bond with...
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    The First Blight: Curse of Dumat [RP/Closed]

    Diocles did look a little lonely, but he answered with a casual tone and a playful wink. "Some time alone won't do me any harm." He nodded to the elves and Delphina, expecting them to agree on that, if nothing else.