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[scaledeep]

Who: Everyone
When: Day 87, early evening
Where: Level 3 doorway
What: your guess is as good as anyone's

[Aside from the puppies, there's another new creature that you may see zip by in a firey red blur. What... what the crap is that? It looks like a funnel of fire with a giant nose and 10 gangly arms. Maybe it's all one giant fanged angry nose that is perpetually on fire? Whatever it is, it's fast, and the size of a moss lion.

Well, it seems to be flying around looking around for something, checking every room that's open, making various loud, distressed chirping and trilling noises. It finally chirps in triumph at the injured, mismatched half-dragon guy climbing back into the base at level 3. BARREL ROLLS OF TRIUMPH.]

Pyron?... Don't tell me you died too.

Comments

[scaledeep]

I'd rather be restored! If they think I'll just forget them taking my strength so I cooperate they're dead wrong.

[whetblood]

[shrugs]

Good luck, kid. Even the oldest ones here are still restrained. It's a fuckin' pain, but you deal with it. I've managed to push it a couple of inches longer, but it's exhaustin' to work on it, and the progress is slow. Easier to adapt to a new fightin' style.

[scaledeep]

... Hmph... more like an old one.

[whetblood]

You used to fight with less?

[scaledeep]

I didn't get as strong as I am out of nowhere.

[whetblood]

So how long since you've been this weak?

[scaledeep]

What?

Why?

[whetblood]

Cause learnin' to be stronger is somethin' I've been doin' for a long time. Learnin' to deal with bein' weaker again ain't really something that comes naturally to me. Pisses me off really.

[scaledeep]

. . .

Hah. . . I suppose I've only been strong for a few seasons.

[whetblood]

Huh. You got a hell of a lot stronger a hell of a lot faster than I did.

[scaledeep]

Deimos are naturally able to get stronger. And... I hadn't tried. But I made my choice.

[whetblood]

The hell's that supposed to mean?

[scaledeep]

I had a goal. To dominate the Deimos and rule as their king. I didn't get strong until I had to achieve it.

[whetblood]

Huh... hell of a plan. You pull it off?

[scaledeep]

Yeah, I did.

[whetblood]

Nice. So how'd you end up in this place?

[scaledeep]

[makes a short "hmph" noise...]

We were short on our source of magic power, so I went deep into the ground in a cursed area to open a path. I opened it, but the monsters there...

[mutters off in a trail that's more to himself than anything else, sounding wry or bitter]

Just monsters... not Deimos or Human.

[whetblood]

Huh... that sucks, but I guess it's better than gettin' poisoned or something.

[scaledeep]

I'd rather be poisoned than dead. . .

[whetblood]

Most of the time poisonin's supposed to kill you.

[scaledeep]

Not the poison I'm used to.

[whetblood]

Huh. Did you drink any of the stuff from the fountain? It keeps you from getting knocked under by the poisons in... everything we eat here.

[scaledeep]

? An antidote? Or it makes you immune?

[whetblood]

[shrugs]

A little of both maybe.