The Escapist Avatar Adventure: An Open RP (Now Re-Opened!)

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

AIM
Inuart stepped out into the hanger to witness around 15 armed men with strange uniforms entering a different transport to the one he took.
The Roof off the bunker opened up to allow other Transports to fly off.
"YO! HONKY TONK MAN!" shouted a familar voice as Bruiser ran into view.
"Ok, Plan is this: Those guys are yours, just make sure at least one of them gets into the base, from there, they can upload Viscus. We'd send more but the SECOND that you get the data, we'll be moving out to put them out of business before you know what's happening. All goes well, We'll be very rich men once this war is over!" He shouted over the roar of Transport engines.
The bard was led on board along side his men as they set off to war.
Rugal
After hearing another voice join in, Rugal realised that on top of whatever this Saya could do, there was someone each he didn't know.
Possible plans and even more failures raced though his mind, he wasn't going to let that ***** say those things about him and walk away with a slap on the wirst, He was RUGAL Bernstein! He demanded respect from all!
Still, if he could just get the Siren alone, that's all he needed.

 

[Kalastryn]

snip

infirmary, Kalastryn
"Well, it was probably nothing more than a wild assumption... but I figured if she, and others of her world hold the power of creation... perhaps one of them was responsible for creating me? If that's the case I'd like to see their reasoning on making me what I am... Being doomed to hell from birth and all... I found it a little strange any god worth praying to made me... so I was hoping this was the case so I could possibly come to understand why my maker decided to create me for what everyone would consider a target, for hate, and far more violent treatment. I also, if it wasn't Teri herself, want to get a little revenge if I'm honest... I should be better than that, but the person who made me what I am for no other obvious reason than to have people hate me, they deserve a little reckoning for the hell I've been through, and will eventually go through." she says, not showing any obvious anger, but it's apparent she's not too fond of her maker.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Rugal
For the first time in quite a long time, Rugal felt outmathed.
He was blind, both literally and in relation to his rival, figuratively.
Part of him wanted to just leave it be, but that would be letting her win.
But it was clear that this environment was unsuited to his approach so tired his best to push it out of his mind and let her live.
For now.
That Elf saved your life He thought as he went to exit the armoury, not bothering to go for the cane for risk of being spotted.

 

[bluecrimson]

[HEADING=3]Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe[/HEADING]
Location: Airship Rising Dawn | In Transit to South America
Time: Night | January 1st

Melethia nods. "Yup. Now, apologize to Wheathair! Some of that stuff you said was really rude!" The Siren could see that the girl had the telltale calluses of someone's that fought for a long time. "C'mon, I'm waiting!"

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Rugal paused mid walk as the Siren gave him back his cane as any hope of him retaining his dignity vanished.
Great, rub it in why don't you? He thought, if it wasn't for Melethia being there, he'd have hung Saya on that chain like at a gallows.
As Saya admitted he was a lot stronger then she expected something happened.
"....Um....Dude...I think your eye-hole is leaking...ewww..." she pointed out as Rugal realised his eye began to bleed down his face again.
"....Perfect...Just...perfect....It's something that flares up from time to time..." He said as he pulled out a tissue he picked up and wiped it off.
All because I lost that lousy fight... He thought as he went to leave.

 

[bluerocker]

Med Bay

[color=3897E0]

"Ah! A question I may be able to answer myself. Commence Scan of Database: Codename: DIMITRI..."

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^ (More or less, what the scan looked like)

A few moments passed as the AI searched the Avatar Adventures forum for clues about Kalastryn's Author, and his eyes resumed their normal state.

[color=3897E0]

"Insufficient data. Apologies, User: Kalastryn. Your Author has not been encountered by the other Users with similar abilities to the Madam. Suffice to say; he or she is not in this realm, at least, not in written records. It is most likely that he or she has not encountered the Mage in Red, and is most likely unaware of his/her actions to you. Apologies."

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AIM

Inuart nodded grimly, and climbed his way into the transport. To his delight, a familiar guitar case was in the transport; to which he took to immediately. He didn't bother to sing; for he didn't want to disturb his troops in their thoughts; but noticed that they looked rather glum.

"Hmn... Not very talkative, are we? Come on now, why the long faces, men? Are you afraid of what's to come? Do you not look forward to your reward? The money will be good."

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

"Hmn... Not very talkative, are we? Come on now, why the long faces, men? Are you afraid of what's to come? Do you not look forward to your reward? The money will be good."

AIM Transport: En route to Reynolds Army Base
Inuart's attempts at conversation fell flat, getting a few glances saying "THIS is our CO?" from the men under his command.
After a minute of some gentle strumming, one of the men asked "Sir...I gotta ask, have you even BEEN in a fight before?..."
While it wasn't the best introduction, it did break the ice as one in the corner started to squirm in his seat from the rather un-comfortable Angel Uniform disguise.

 

[NotYetForsaken]

Avatar Adventure
Location: Rising Dawn
Time: Night​

The smell of gunpowder drifted through the small bathroom, and a deep red blood stained the bubbles and water of the bath. BlackHarte had his hand out, a small single shot pistol fell from his fingers and then he turned away and left the room for real.

Kyre's head was tilted awkwardly, a large hole and a dribble of blood fell from her temple, down her face and stained her cheeks before flowing into the water and onto Kurumu's skin. And then the Anti-Mage snapped awake from her dreamless sleep. The bullet dribbled out of of her head and the wound sealed itself, and with that, Kyre pushed herself out of the tub and looked outward, where BlackHarte once was.

It was strange, because she smiled, "It kinda hurts. But not as much as the first few times." She turned to Kurumu and wrapped her arms around her neck, "Let's get something to eat friend Kurumu."

 

[bluerocker]

>>Avatar.Sensory.Enable Dmitri

"I know you..." Mark said peering into Dmitri's eyes for a moment before returning his attention to Slindy.

AIM Transport: En route to Reynolds Army Base
Inuart's attempts at conversation fell flat, getting a few glances saying "THIS is our CO?" from the men under his command.
After a minute of some gentle strumming, one of the men asked "Sir...I gotta ask, have you even BEEN in a fight before?..."
While it wasn't the best introduction, it did break the ice as one in the corner started to squirm in his seat from the rather un-comfortable Angel Uniform disguise.

Tajuh shrugged. "Sometimes, if you care about your friends, you have to be there to keep each other in line. It's what I've had to do, and I'd do it again if I had to. After all, there's a certain point where the only thing that will get someone to see sense is a good punch to the face."

When Puce mentioned being cautious around Lucifer, he laughed. "With some of the wars I've taken part in, I'm already likely to see him. Besides, there's some things about him that aren't easily seen."

Canteen

Caim gave a grunt of agreement with Tajuh's statement;

"He's right. I've often had to had slapped a few of my soldiers into shape when things looked grim. Otherwise they would have lost their minds."

Angelus laughed at her perch; in this case, a simple barstool with a plate of various meats on the counter; "HA! Speak for yourself, Caim. You've needed my help in that respect as well. Had I not been there; you would have lopped off the heads of half the people we've met.

But Puce; as for the Morning Star; you must admit, despite his status, he has been helpful in this war. In fact, it is because of him some of the Writers have come here, why we have weapons that harm angels and why we have a new Cleric. Even if he is the Father of Lies, he has his uses."

Ton Ton's head tweaked at that statement; [color=15650D]"You're awfully optomistic; giving the Devil compliments."[/color]

The dragon laughed again, "Don't look down upon me for listing his utility in this war. Whatever help we can get is the best when clashing with the Corrupted Divine. Were it any other case; I would be a bit more stingy..."

Med Bay

Dimitri merely stared back at Mark after answering Kalastryn's question (and being placed back on the bed next to his sleeping Creator)

[color=3897E0]

"User: Mark, Codename: Disasterchild. Are you intimidated by my capabilities? Or are you simply acknowledging my existence?"

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AIM Transport: En route to Reynolds Army Base

Inuart smiled faintly and continued plucking on the guitar, "I have; in my home world. Most of life was in war. My sword is my arm, and my armor my flesh. I have seen cannons rip men apart, as well as dragons burning their flesh to bone to ash. I have seen the hope drain from friend and enemy alike, and have seen it return 10-fold when re-enforcements arrived. So yes. I have seen war. And I've survived it.

If you ask me this because of what I am doing now, it is because this comforts me. It is a stability; my ability to play and sing. I can always turn to it when I am afraid, or I am unhappy. Looking back, I was a fool to trade away something so precious. But now that they've returned, I can look upon it in comfort again. Do you think me weak for doing something I love on the eve of battle?"

 

[StormShaun]

[HEADING=1]Okay everyone time to get your asses up and ready to continue the arch.[/HEADING]

Riki & Kud plus the others.
Location: Rising Dawn, Armory/Firing Range.
Time: 6 am.

"Yeah you are the angry... huh?" Riki began to talk but saw Rugal walk off and start off the whole event with the new comer call Maya, a vault hunter. "People on this place are just strange... but powerful." Riki said to himself as he unloaded the rest of his clip into the target, missing but still managing to hit it. He had to do this so he could protect her... with all the power he had.

The only thing he wanted too was a katana, thanks to the inspiration a friend gave him.

As the event with the three in the armory went on, Kud met up with her lover. "Riki~" She said devoid of energy and slumped onto him. "WA- ... it's you Kud. Where have you been!?" He asked with a concerned voice. "Melethia san is teaching me to fight." Kud said and showed off her two new weapons. "Hmm how did you do... you look tired." Riki asked as he gave her his hand and the two walked into the armory.

"I landed a hi-" She cut herself off as she saw Rugal leave the armory. Riki picked up a holster for his gun and equipped it as the two decided to meet the new girl.

The couple walked up to Maya and Melethia. "Umm your Melethia san right... thanks for training Kud." He said and took his attention to Maya. "Sorry about that man... he tends to be angry Maya san." Riki chuckled.

Dark Tomoya.
Location: Alaskan Town, Outer forest.
Time: Early morning.

As the man took a swig from Tomoya's flask of mystery, the man began to choke. "Guh... what... have you done... to me-" The sherif gasped as he saw Dark Tomoya look over him, showing off his sadistic smile. "Nothing... I'm just starting the hunt." He smiled and took a bite out of the wolf steak.

After the Sherif had passed out, Tomoya tied him to a tree. Once the man woke up again he could only see darkness and the dark figure above him. "You know... funny thing about having these powers..." Tomoya started to talk, the man could easily see black lightning flowing out him and surrounded him. Now he could sense the evil coming from the Dark Archangel. "Everywhere I go slowly begins to corrupt and turn to darkness... for example." He pointed at the trees which were turning darker and darker with each hour. "Why are you doing this?" The sherif asked his last question. "Hmmm... I really don't know that... I guess I just hate life." Tomoya said as he posed his fingers and whistled loudly.

Quickly, Dark Wolves came out from behind Tomoya. They have came to their master. "It was nice meeting you... but I have a town to burn." He laughed and left in a blink of an eye. The wolves gathered around the tree and sherif and the only thing Tomoya could hear was screaming and a death gurgle from the wolf's feast.

[HEADING=3]Meanwhile.
Location: South American, Mayan Temple of Light airspace.[/HEADING]

The airship had finally arrived at the Mayan Temple of Light, the forest was thick and left no place to land. Everyone could sense and even see that the Temple had been corrupted by darkness and the same thing happened to the forest surrounding it. The crew didn't know, but both the forest and temple held much darkness and danger awaiting for their arrival.

The now dark living creatures in the forest looked up at the ship and easily saw pray.
It was time for everyone to gather and face their fears.

 

[bluecrimson]

[HEADING=3]Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe[/HEADING]
Location: The Boss's Office | Heaven
Time: Timeless

Lucifer and Devon:

The man was clearly under a bit of stress, but he decided to just try to ignore those damned souls in there and focus on the guitar. It was clearly difficult, but Devon clearly found that there was no better way to pick the basics up than a trial by fire. Okay, Devon, you played a bit of guitar way back, and you were in Orchestra back in high school. You may not have paid much attention, but you aren't an idiot.

Lucifer could see that Devon was still under a bit of stress, but the man was picking it up out of necessity.

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[HEADING=3]Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe[/HEADING]
Location: Airship Rising Dawn | In Transit to South America
Time: Night | January 1st

Puce, Kurumu, Tajuh, Caim, Cadolbolg, Fionn, Kyre:

Tajuh shrugged. "Let's agree to disagree then. You have valid points as well. If I mess up, I'd like it if one of you were there to fix my path, because I'm not perfect." He hoped that he was impressing on Puce that he didn't want to force them to do anything by that last statement.

When Kurumu introduced herself, Tajuh waved. "Good to meet the real Kurumu. And one small question: Wy does this Kyre smell of blood?"

[hr]

Mark, Jake, Teri, Slindis

Slindis frowned upon hearing Devon's name. [color=c20000]"Look, if you aim to be a friend of mine, you can start by not hiding off in your little loveshack thinking you're a god while we've got a major threat to deal with here in the form of that Fallen Tomoya. And if you want to act patronizing towards me, I can go and ask my daughter to make something that will produce screeches or something that can impact ghosts."[/color] It was pretty clear that the approach Mark was taking was not appreciated.

 

[NotYetForsaken]

Avatar Adventure
Location: Rising Dawn | Mayan Temple
Time: Early Morning​

Kyre|BlackHarte

"Well, Sir Tajuh," Kyre answered politely, giving a small bow to the man, "I was recently shot in the head."

BlackHarte put his hands on Kyre's shoulder and gripped her tightly, his face wore a fake smile, "Mind not the young master, she has been suffering from hallucinations for some time now. The smell of blood stems from her scar tissue tearing when under heat."

The young Anti-Mage placed her hands on BlackHarte's and dug her nails into his skin, "I feel a deep presence here Kurumu. I think we've reached our destination."

Nessaj and Armageddon

The Chaos Knight mounted the fiery steed and rode the horse over to the open hanger and looked downward, fire licked the inside of his armor and helmet as he longed to destroy the light that resided within the temple. Even if it meant smashing through the chaotic darkness that surrounded it.

 

[bluecrimson]

[HEADING=3]Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe[/HEADING]
Location: A Stage | Hell
Time: Timeless

Lucifer and Devon:

Devon noted the fact that he was getting tired, but muscled on through. After all, if he was gonna go on and quit from this little, he may as well not have signed the contract! Opening his eyes, he worked on feeling the rhythm of the music as he began to avoid the chunks of flesh being thrown at him. Keep going. This may be unpleasant, but nothing worthwhile was achieved by me sitting down and saying I can't.

Lucifer could see the determination in the man's eyes as he continued on, and he could see Devon was putting everything he had into getting this right.

[hr]

[HEADING=3]Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe[/HEADING]
Location: Airship Rising Dawn | In Transit to South America
Time: Night | January 1st

Puce, Kurumu, Cadolbolg, Tajuh, Angelus, Caim, Ton Ton, Fionn, Kyre: - Canteen

Tajuh gave Kurumu a look that said he knew that line was full of crap before clearing his voice. "You heard her. Everyone that's heading to the temple, to the Bridge!" Tajuh got up and made his way to the bridge, having given that line more to inform the others they were about to depart more than an order.

[hr]

Mark, Jake, Teri, Slindis, Kaladryn, Dmitri - Medical Bay

Slindis rolled her eyes. [color=c20000]"Look, you didn't create Lucifer. You merely found him and tapped into him for some time, just in the same way that Devon didn't create me. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to accomplish something rather than just hover around and pester people."[/color] She walked out of the Med Bay and made her way to the Bridge.

[hr]

Altea, Melethia, Kud, Riki, Rugal and Saya - Armory

Melethia grins. "C'mon, everyone! We're at that temple, so let's see what we're in for!" She ran off to the bridge, leaving the impression that this girl was far too excited for the current deathtrap.

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

Akane helped her knights up and the three got dressed, Aftan using her Phoenix's to clean them off and clean them up. Water and Air come in handy sometimes! The three headed down to the Bridge, somewhat eager to get back on the warpath and save the day. Their holiday had been all too short, they never even visited Paris!

Medbay
Jake nodded and watched the proceedings, happy to just stand by Teri and keep the noise down. Then the Announcement came, and action was required. "Dimitri, can you play a song for me, max volume, it's time to wake up Miss Teri. We march for battle again it seems."

Spoiler: Wake up tune!

p

 

[bluerocker]

Med Bay

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"Because you asked nicely. Awaken, Madam. Wake up and smell the Rallying Call."

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As the song played Teri rolled around a little, and sat up, rubbing her eyes.

"We're here? Alright. I'll be right behind you, Jake. I need to talk to the Big Man upstairs for a minute..."

[color=3897E0]

"Should I bring up 'The Player's Handbook 1' Madam?"

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Teri did not answer her AI as her hands clasped in prayer. Clearly, she had the matter under control.

The AI couldn't help but smile, and bowed, [color=3897E0]

"As always, I am here if you need me. Dimitri out."

[/color]

Canteen

Caim, Angelus and Ton Ton's heads perked up at the sound of the alarm, began their way to the Bridge. Caim, however stood still for a moment, his eyes glazing over again as he began to peruse the Armory. Angelus rolled her eyes, and tugged the swordsman numbly along as he picked out what to take to the Temple.

Spoiler: OOC

Do I smell weapon and Spell posts?! AW YEAH!

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

Med Bay
Jake nodded and knelt down beside the young Cleric on one knee, holding a hand on his heart and the other on his sword. "Gods above, hear my prayer. I ask for strength to protect all those dear to me in the fight ahead. I ask that you watch over my allies, and spare mercy for the souls of those I must end to keep those dear to me alive. May the dice fall forever fair and true, may blood forever be spilt for Khorne and more skulls added to his throne, and may the Old Gods forever live on in their realm in Peace, now and forever." Finishing his prayer to his Gods with a short silence, Jake stood up and adjusted his gear.

"What? You lot all pray to your God or Gods, just as I do mine."

Hallway to the Bridge
Akane nodded and agreed with Aftan. "Aftan is right, as usual Gabs. We aren't the only ones going in this time, so we'll need to speak with the others. Try not to light them all on fire before we get down there, okay?"

 

[bluerocker]

Spoiler: Teri's Spell Loadout

Level 0 Spells
Light: Object shines like a torch.
Read Magic: Read scrolls and spellbooks.
Detect Magic: Detects spells and magic items within 60 ft.
Detect Magic:

Level 1 Spells
Magic Stone: Three stones gain +1 on attack, deal 1d6 +1 damage.
*Note: Does 2d6 + 2 Against Undead*
Summon Monster 1 Celestial Dog

Spoiler: Dog Stats

Celestial Dog
Size/Type: Small Magical Beast (Extraplanar)
Hit Dice: 1d8+2 (6 hp)
Initiative: +3
Speed: 40 ft. (8 squares)
Armor Class: 15 (+1 size, +3 Dex, +1 natural), touch 14, flat-footed 12
Base Attack/Grapple: +0/-3
Attack: Bite +2 melee (1d4+1)
Full Attack: Bite +2 melee (1d4+1)
Space/Reach: 5 ft./5 ft.
Special Attacks: Smite Evil
Special Qualities: Low-light vision, scent, darkvision 60ft., resistance to acid 5, cold 5, and electricity 5, spell resistance 6
Saves: Fort +4, Ref +5, Will +1
Abilities: Str 13, Dex 17, Con 15, Int 3, Wis 12, Cha 6
Skills: Jump +7, Listen +5, Spot +5, Survival +1*
Feats: Alertness, TrackB
Environment: Any good-aligned plane
Organization: Solitary or pack (5-12)
Challenge Rating: 1/3 1/3
Alignment: Always lawful good

Smite Evil (Su)
Once per day a celestial dog can make a normal melee attack to deal 1 point of extra damage against an evil foe.

Skills
Dogs have a +4 racial bonus on Jump checks. *Dogs have a +4 racial bonus on Survival checks when tracking by scent.

Bonus Spell: Shield of Faith - This spell creates a shimmering, magical field around the touched creature that averts attacks. The spell grants the subject a +2 deflection bonus to AC, with an additional +1 to the bonus for every six levels you have (maximum +5 deflection bonus at 18th level).


Domain Spell:
Obscuring Mist: Fog surrounds you.

Level 2 Spells
Spiritual Weapon: Magic weapon attacks on its own.
Bonus spell: Spiritual Weapon:

Spoiler: Notes about Weapon

Notes about Weapon
"Divine Justice" - A spectral Longsword appears, and shit the SHIT out of whomever bothers Teri

A weapon made of pure force springs into existence and attacks opponents at a distance, as you direct it, dealing 1d8 force damage per hit, +1 point per three caster levels (maximum +5 at 15th level). The weapon takes the shape of a weapon favored by your deity or a weapon with some spiritual significance or symbolism to you (see below) and has the same threat range and critical multipliers as a real weapon of its form. It strikes the opponent you designate, starting with one attack in the round the spell is cast and continuing each round thereafter on your turn. It uses your base attack bonus (possibly allowing it multiple attacks per round in subsequent rounds) plus your Wisdom modifier as its attack bonus. It strikes as a spell, not as a weapon, so, for example, it can damage creatures that have damage reduction. As a force effect, it can strike incorporeal creatures without the normal miss chance associated with incorporeality. The weapon always strikes from your direction. It does not get a flanking bonus or help a combatant get one. Your feats or combat actions do not affect the weapon. If the weapon goes beyond the spell range, if it goes out of your sight, or if you are not directing it, the weapon returns to you and hovers.

Each round after the first, you can use a move action to redirect the weapon to a new target. If you do not, the weapon continues to attack the previous round?s target. On any round that the weapon switches targets, it gets one attack. Subsequent rounds of attacking that target allow the weapon to make multiple attacks if your base attack bonus would allow it to. Even if the spiritual weapon is a ranged weapon, use the spell?s range, not the weapon?s normal range increment, and switching targets still is a move action.

A spiritual weapon cannot be attacked or harmed by physical attacks, but dispel magic, disintegrate, a sphere of annihilation, or a rod of cancellation affects it. A spiritual weapon?s AC against touch attacks is 12 (10 + size bonus for Tiny object).

If an attacked creature has spell resistance, you make a caster level check (1d20 + caster level) against that spell resistance the first time the spiritual weapon strikes it. If the weapon is successfully resisted, the spell is dispelled. If not, the weapon has its normal full effect on that creature for the duration of the spell.

Domain Spell:
Fog Cloud: Fog obscures vision

Spoiler: Caim Weapon Post

This Slot has been taken by "Angel Killer"

Description: Forged in the fire of a Demon's belly, this weapon is able to cut through the tough hides of Celestial Creatures.
Additional Notes: Bequeathed by Lucifer himself, although he denies the gesture.
Caim's Sword 13:02

Injustice 11:20

Kingsblood 13:24

Moonfire 9:40

This slot has been taken by "Red Fear"

Description: A typical looking Grecian Sword with the ability to cut through Steel
Additional Notes: Upon his death, this blade was granted by Dillon; and it somehow found it's way into Caim's Armory. Caim has not questioned this occurrence, but honor's Dillon's gift all the same.
Reaper's Scythe 4:48

Slaughterism 9:49

 

[StormShaun]

Mayan Temple/Forest.

From the airship you could see no ground, trees were covering line of sight from the muddy earth. If that wasn't bad enough, black clouds were hovering above the sky. Giving birth to lightning and thunder which was acting like some kind of guardian to the temple itself. It would rain hard, and soon, which will allow flash floods to pour in and make the ground dangerous for anyone or thing. They would have to drop out from the airship and wonder this maze of a forest to reach the temple.

Down below on the forest floor were many kinds of dark and now corrupted animals, they now belonged to the dark grasp of their enemy. The area was corrupted along with the temple, the sense of darkness was strong in the air. Even the tribes of the area were corrupted by the short appearance of the Dark Archangel. Death was in it's element here.

People or creatures not tainted by the the darkness were sure to face a hard challenge, From every single thing. Everyone needs to bring the proper gear and state of mind to survive this now dark and black environment.

Riki & Kud.
Location: Rising Dawn.
Time: 6 am.

Looking outside the couple began to prepare for the trip down into the dark forest. Immediately look down upon it installed a sense of fear into them, but they knew they had to go. The two both had suitable boots to travel in the mood. Kud only bought her dagger and left her short-sword in their room. Riki only bought his gun and a box of ammo to carry. The couple had began to walk to the bridge.

"Stay safe..." A voice whispered to them.

 

[bluerocker]

Med Bay

Teri laughed after Jake's comment,

"I said nothing about your Gods. There is no need to be defensive. Now, we'd best be on our-"

That was when Mark appeared.

"Way."

When Mark explained the situation, Teri grimaced, and nodded,

"We'll make sure to tell the others. Jake, shall we?"

Bridge

Caim had finally sorted out the weapons in his inventory, and waited patiently with Angelus, Cadolbolg and Ton Ton to see what the briefing was on the descent.

 

[bluecrimson]

[HEADING=3]Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe[/HEADING]
Location: A Stage | Hell
Time: Timeless

Lucifer and Devon:

As the performance continued, Devon began improvising in some areas to add a little more flair. Although the changes weren't revolutionary, they added some spice to the song. As well, the imps were able to roughly dance along to the changed bits, although they were still quite clumsy. It was clear to Lucifer that it may be time to change to the next area for Devon's learning. Hmm, this isn't too bad...

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[HEADING=3]Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe[/HEADING]
Location: Airship Rising Dawn | In Transit to South America
Time: Night | January 1st

The Bridge - Canteen

Tajuh looked around at the group that had made their way to the bridge and looked at the decent sized group in there with him. "Good to see you all up here. Now, due to the conditions and terrain, we cannot land directly at the temple, so we're going to be aiming for a spot to the south of it. For those of you who are just joining the Rising Dawn's Ranks, this will not be easy. In the case that you are separated, be ready to defend yourselves and make your way to the temple. Slindis and Teri will be your main medics, although the fact that these two will be splitting their resources amongst so many means that recklessness is not an option here. We must also take the weather into consideration, as there is a very high possibility of thunderstorms and risk of flash flooding, so stick to the high ground if possible."

He paused for a moment to allow everyone the chance to understand. "When we arrive at this temple, we will be working in groups to cover as much ground as possible. There will be traps in there, so if someone in your group calls one out, give them the time to do their work. If anyone has any issues they wish to bring up, do so now."