[BCOLOR=transparent]Xenon tensed a little when the man turned and pointed his mace towards him, but otherwise stayed immaculately still, just on the cusp of making an exit. That said, he hadn't really expected Durin's voice to be so… accented, considering that he looked just like any other ordinary Japerican. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Um, before I answer any questions, would you mind putting your mace down? It's making me a tad uneasy," Xenon said with what he hoped looked like a nervous smile. In actuality, the red haired teen wasn't as perturbed by the weapon as he tried to present, but making an innocent front seemed like a good way to wriggle his way into possibly getting some information. How much does he know about the games? Did he know who the Jester was? What map was he talking about? How big was Team Sparrow? Where was its base? The questions spun around in Xenon's head just from the small bit Durin had said, and the teen felt the need to know the answers. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]---[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]The man just gives a nod after he looks over Xenon for a few moments. Well, it's not like Xenon is armed after all. He just lowers his mace for the moment now. He doesn't put it away, but at least it is lowered for the moment so it's not as nerve wracking. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Alright laddie, I did as ye asked. Now why don't ya do as I asked".[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]---[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Thank you," Xenon put his hands down. "To answer your question, I was just walking around until I saw you." Not a complete lie, not a complete truth. "Do you, by any chance, know what these 'games' are about? I was just kinda invited by an unkind little Jester, so I'm not exactly sure what I'm doing..." [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]---[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Ya don't even know what you're doing huh?"[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent] The man just stares at Xenon for a few moments. Well he didn't have a weapon on him, and indeed did have a look that screamed 'inexperienced', but at the same time it could also be a trap. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Well these Games will eat up a rookie like you. Why don't you join our team? I'm guessing your Class is Thief judging by the way you were sneakin' around like that? We could always use a Thief". [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Class? Thief? Those definitely seemed like... video game terms. Or one can assume they are anyway. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"And in all honesty, no one really knows what these games are about. Still, I'm not complainin' laddie, considerin' that I get to use me trusty mace to bash some heads after all, and get to actually use the powers I built up". [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]---[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]The more Durin spoke, the more he seemed out of place. [/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]Classes? This is starting to sound like a cheesy fantasy movie… Or,[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent] Xenon felt his smile tightening, [/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]A video game[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]. Either way, the conversation had ended up taking a turn into the deep end with an offer that the red haired teen couldn't really accept. He needed to switch things up. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Bash heads?" he inquired with a light grimace. "Sorry, no thank you. I think I'd be better off just leaving. You said you had a map, right? Do you think you could share with me -" Xenon abruptly stopped talking. He had almost blurted out the Durin's name, a clear red flag that would certainly raise suspicion. "I don't think I ever got your name," he bashfully glossed over his mistake. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]---[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"The name's Durin. What's your's laddie?" The man walked a couple of steps towards Xenon, putting his hand shield on his back before putting that hand out to shake, a smile visible under that bushy beard of his. "And sure, I wouldn't mind sharing my map with ya laddie. Wouldn't want ya to get lost after all". [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]---[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Nice to meet you Durin," Xenon closed the gap and shook the outstretched hand, "My name's Xenon." So far, it seemed like he'd be able to safely get away from accidentally joining another team. "So which way do I need to go to get out?" [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]---[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Nice to meet ya as well laddie".[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent] The man's armored hand had quite the very firm, strong grip as he shook Xenon's hand while listening to his next question, which Durin does indeed answer.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent] "By the way of the [/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]Holy Flame[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]". [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Suddenly a brilliant, white flame would engulf the man's hand and shoot right up Xenon's arm, searing it in white hot light. A white and orange "20" would appear in Xenon's vision, the man still keeping his grip upon Xenon's hand very firmly as he now brings his mace upwards in an attempt to bare it down upon Xenon's skull. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Naturally the New Gamers back at the camp would see something appear in the corner of their vision. Xenon's Health and [/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]MP [/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]bars, and his [/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]HP [/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]bar dropped down by 20 points. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Fortunately, perhaps the sudden rush of pain helped, Xenon would show yet another sudden burst of strength as his Adrenaline Rush Skill kicks in, momentarily increasing his STR and AGI by a single point. Still, perhaps it's this small amount that helps him wrench his arm out from Durin's grasp, allowing him to dodge the powerful mace swing before it cracked down on his skull. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]The man draws out his shield now in a surprisingly swift movement, bearing the armaments now. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Ya can't fool me laddie. You came up from that camp over there, and since you won't join me as a friend, that can only make ya an enemy laddie. Tis a shame to, as I was just startin' to like ya".[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]The man now definitely seems ready for a fight. Fortunately, with the help of the Party System showing Xenon's Status to the New Gamers at least, help could be on the way soon. So Xenon could either try to fight Durin, or try to figure out a way to escape. Thankfully though he still had Shouko's smoke bomb. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]All he had to do is just get it to hit. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]---[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]The gamer ability seemed to come with a bonus of surprises. In excess. The pain seared across his hand, through his sleeve, and etching itself into his skin. Like heated needles, sinking to the eyes into his pores, burning to bone and ash. Xenon yelped loudly, then clamped his mouth shut. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]A sense of desperation piqued somewhere in the red haired teen's head. He'd seen near death a handful of times now, but the realization hit him that this could very well be his actual death. The rest of the gamers were far away. There was no way he could fend off Durin for long, the power gap was just too big to bridge… But unlike movies, there was no moment before death, no screen roll of childhood memories.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Just a cold, hard rush. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]In one swift movement, Xenon yanked his hand out of Durin's iron grip and moved out of the mace's swing and back just a few paces. Without any more thought, Xenon took out Shouko's smoke bomb and threw it as hard as he could at the ground. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]However, as the red haired teen turned and made a his speedy exit, he couldn't help but wonder. Was that an opportunity lost?[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]---[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]The man coughs as the smoke suddenly appears, taking a moment to quickly cover his mouth. Rather than go after Xenon, who used the opportunity of the smoke cover to get away, he instead moves a few steps forward in the direction he assumes Xenon went in, since the smoke was so sudden and thus restricted his vision for just a single moment, a long enough moment for Xenon to get out of the smoke. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]The smoke is suddenly blasted away though by a circular, ring like pulse of white light like fire that manages to bash Xenon in the back as he moves away, the attack clearing away most of the smoke as the man shouted "[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]Holy Wave![/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]". [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Another searing white hot pain as a white and orange 15 appears above Xenon's head. This man seemed to have some very interesting attacks. Of course, Xenon is still eleven yards away from the man. He could either continue running fully, or just move a short bit and shoot from a distance with Mana Bolt. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Unfortunately though Adrenaline Rush also wears off at this moment, but it does go up one Level at least. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]---[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Xenon grit his teeth as another scathing attack came his way. More needles bloomed, this time across his back as he was running. Of course, the cleric would have ranged attacks. Still, between running away and fighting, his prospects seemed to be better on flight. After all, even ranged abilities had their limits. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]So the red haired teen ran, willing every ounce of his being into moving his legs away from the very real threat at his back. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]---[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]The man suddenly lowers himself to the ground, before moving forward now as his legs momentarily glow with a green energy. The man already was pretty fast, even in all of that heavy armor. If anything he seemed more like a Warrior than a Cleric judging by how he moved in all of that getup with that heavy shield and heavy looking full plate. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]In just one powerful dash, Durin was just a mere three yards behind Xenon, closing the distance between them rather quickly as with a powerful dash he moved an entire eighteen yards, and as he got right in range he bears his mace down upon Xenon. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Fortunately the blow, while full on, would be a full on, but fortunately somewhat glancing blow. Still, even a glancing blow from someone with immense physical strength like Durin hurt, and thus another 35 Damage was dealt to Xenon as the mace gets decent contact to Xenon's side. If the blow had been any more precise than that then it would have hurt much more. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Fortunately though, around this time Tian would arrive, and in the distance the other New Gamers didn't seem to be too far behind either. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Ah, so I was right then laddie! Looks like the reinforcements have arrived. See, what did I tell ya. Ya can't fool old Durin!" [/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]The man lets out a powerful, hearty laugh from the bottom of his gut as he simply continues to brandish his weapons. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Unless of course"[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent] he calls out to Tian and the others not far behind him,[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent] "you all aren't actually with this laddie and would like to join up with Team Sparrow as well". [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]---[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Right when Xenon thought he had made his way into the clear, there was a mace against his side. Shit. Shit, shit, shit, shit. Unlike the last two needle blows, this pain felt more like someone had grabbed a part of his side, and tried to rip it out. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Durin's newfound proximity also forced Xenon to turn and fight. The red haired teen spun out a quick 180 with his existing momentum, taking a few steps back in the process, then shot out his palm and yelled, "Mana bolt!"[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]---[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Fortunately as Xenon moves back several steps, he shows his agility here more so than before, as he deftly back steps the spontaneous mace swing. It seems like for now he is spared from more punishment via Mace, not that he can take much more thanks to his low HP. Well... low by the standards of Durin's apparent high damage output. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Mana Bolt[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]57 - 11 Accuracy - 25 Distance Bonus = 21[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]The blast hits full on... but it appears that perhaps Xenon overestimated its strength, or perhaps just underestimated this man's defense. The attack deals a mere 8 Damage, a blue 8 appearing above his head to indicate the 8 mystical damage done. If that was this man's mystical defense, enough to nearly negate a full on Mana Bolt, there is no telling what his Physical Defense is. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]The Gamers can either just surrender to the man, or hope that perhaps they can just tire him out, force him to use up all of his MP, and perhaps even damage his armor bit by bit until his Defense is lowered. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Regardless... This enemy appears by no means to be an easy opponent to contend with. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Fortunately, there is one possible "Rei" of hope. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]
[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]From: Rei Amagi[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Subject: [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]I am almost there. Arriving at Second Camp. I will be teleporting over there very soon.
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[BCOLOR=transparent]So they could either surrender now, or hope to either defeat this man before Rei comes or at least manage to hold on until Rei arrives.[/BCOLOR]