[The journey alone up the volcanic terrain leading into the mouth of a large cavern had been treacherous, Ketheric having no resources at his disposal to combat the heat alone but was determined on exploring these lands with prospects of bountiful riches. He conquered death itself on more than one occasion, having suffered far worse than scorching warmth like the fiery hells which sought to ensnare him before having arrived here in Escordvi. The Corsairs were keen in their efforts to stake their claim on this leviathan closest to the volcanic entry ways by comparison to the other armadas. Being on one of the first initial scouting parties he was met with friend and foe alike as they all made the arduous path up the mountainside to the lava cavern's entry point.
With the grand mouth of the cavern entrance over the crest of the next hill the Chosen of Myrkul finds himself at a loss when standing on the lava river's edge baring his path after the grueling expedition thus far. His vision narrows on a large set of stones jutting out haphazardly through as the lava weaves about. Looking back over his shoulder the half-elf cannot quite make out the face of the nearest individual though was within shouting distance as he ushered out his one and only warning.]
Heed my call! Do not let this bare you from your desire for riches and glory for if you are meant for greatness you will not falter now!
[A rallying speech worthy of his previous station as the general of the Absolute and countless wars before that, Ketheric turning back towards the nearest large crop of rock a few feet out before thrusting himself forward with momentum to land safely on his mark.]
💎 FIRE CRYSTALS
[Once finally past the infernal lava river which blocked his path leading into the open caverns of the volcanic core he was met with a spectacle not seen in his many lifetimes. Glistening gemstones every which way he glanced littered through the treacherous terrain, a faint glimmer of a sincere smirk graces the edge of his lips in earnest satisfaction for making it this far.
However this was only just the beginning for the real labor was to come now as he and the rest of the brave few who crossed the lava awaited their just rewards. Looking to the illuminated crystal deposit closest he signaled for any followers to join in his excavation now if they sought to achieve their own boon.]
Let us make haste for these radiant crystals will fetch us a small fortune for our rigorous efforts!
🐎 FLAMING HORSE
[Further exploring the depths of the caverns the once glistening walls with crystals galore had become replaced by stagnant lakebeds of silverish yellow liquid and a foul stench. It would have been easy enough to turn and leave now but they have come this far knowing this would not be an easy venture. If such riches as the gemstones laid within the large caverns what treasures could lie in within these murky depths? Those who were confident enough to come this far were not backing down without unravelling the mysteries in store for them.
Into the far reaches of the sulfur fields now one wrong move could mean their doom, Ketheric ever on his guard as he crept carefully through the rugged terrain. A burst of flames flickers out of the corner of his eye as one of the pools of sulfur light ablaze as his gaze sets upon a rather daunting sight. A massive creature with fiery limbs comes barreling towards their direction causing the normally stoic look over his features to wain in distress. Hiding behind one of the large stalagmites the Chosen of Myrkul signaled for any and all who could see him to quiet themselves, voice little louder than a whisper as he made his intentions perfectly clear.
Upon recollection of his memories Ketheric knew this beast to resemble that of a fiendish Nightmare; A demonic horse from hell itself said to inflict untold dread to those who dare oppose it. Though it perhaps was not one in the same they bore striking similarities and warranted digression unto his temporary allies.]
This creature is known to me...A beast of the hells themselves we should not take this foe lightly for it will not be an easy task to eliminate.
HOT SPRINGS
🐢SAVE THE TURTLES
[After having returned successfully from his trip in the underbellies of the volcanic leviathan's caverns, Ketheric sought out some much deserved rest when met with the maniacal screeching from the disoriented environmentalist telling him to run and hide. A tilt of his head as his attention shifts to the direction the erratic man came rushing as he squints to see through the fog of night. Mayhaps if he was still blessed by the Mistress of the Night then he might be able to pierce the veil of darkness but long had those days come and gone. All he could do was prepare himself for that which stepped forward into the borders of the hot springs encroaching unknowingly on its real prey the beloved tortoises of native to this leviathan.
Massive stomping gives away the enormity of the creatures size before it finally reveals itself to the light alerting any others nearby of the imminent threat to the hot springs as a whole. An ice giant which rivalled that of an ogre in size clunks forth as the Chosen of Myrkul bares down the foe with an exasperated sigh. Never a dull moment in this supposed place of 'paradise' they found themselves here on Avaleci.]
MANTA BOARD
🐺 THE WOLF AMONG US
[Rumors have spread quickly of a local man who stumbled across a pack of abandoned wolf pups in his travels within the forests at the base of the snowy mountainside. Seeking out those with the abilities to properly train and domesticate the beasts was another matter entirely but the Chosen of Myrkul had corralled ogres, goblins and even Driders to his cause how hard could it be to subjugate the savage creatures? In truth such a companion would be sanctioned at his side, a devoted subject who would serve him with undying loyalty.
After finally locating the man's humble abode on the edge of the forest depths he was pointed in the direction of the pups in question, fighting amongst themselves behind his household over scraps of meat. Snarling and baring their teeth as the former general approached his vision narrows on the closest wolf keeping his head held high. Dominance was key to establishing yourself as their superior as he extends an armored hand.]
You will obey...If you do not then you will break at my word. Do you understand, whelps?!?
[Commanding voice booming over the bustling winds echoing off the nearby trees loud enough for any passerby to hear as the nearest pup grits their teeth with immediate protest.]
🍽️PLATE UP!
[News had reached Ketheric's ears of something rather peculiar since having arrived on Avaleci's shores, a newfound 'delicacy' the locals have quite literally cooked up using their recently deceased critters who thought annoy them so with trying memories long since past. Being one of the many who seemingly brought the nefarious creatures to their just demise in exchange for a sum of coin the man found himself ever curious as to how they taste in turn. Perhaps it was the morbid sense of gratification he received knowing the tiny curs who caused him so much grief in their capture or just his inquisitive nature the Chosen of Myrkul made way for the nearby food cart set up at the base of the mountain with the hot springs on their doorstep.
Approaching the cart in question he would find an elderly fellow with a few missing teeth smiling up at him asking if he would like a "Mischievous Kabob" with the morsel practically shoved in front of his face insistently. Any other unfortunate soul walking by will promptly be flagged down by the odd looking cook in hopes of trying his newest recipe. Albeit reluctantly at first, Ketheric takes up one of the sticks ushered towards him with a solemn sigh. He was not so excited by the prospect of how it tastes but it would be a moral victory over the heinous creatures who sought to provoke him not long ago.]
WILDCARD
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🌋 FLOOR IS LAVA
[The journey alone up the volcanic terrain leading into the mouth of a large cavern had been treacherous, Ketheric having no resources at his disposal to combat the heat alone but was determined on exploring these lands with prospects of bountiful riches. He conquered death itself on more than one occasion, having suffered far worse than scorching warmth like the fiery hells which sought to ensnare him before having arrived here in Escordvi. The Corsairs were keen in their efforts to stake their claim on this leviathan closest to the volcanic entry ways by comparison to the other armadas. Being on one of the first initial scouting parties he was met with friend and foe alike as they all made the arduous path up the mountainside to the lava cavern's entry point.
With the grand mouth of the cavern entrance over the crest of the next hill the Chosen of Myrkul finds himself at a loss when standing on the lava river's edge baring his path after the grueling expedition thus far. His vision narrows on a large set of stones jutting out haphazardly through as the lava weaves about. Looking back over his shoulder the half-elf cannot quite make out the face of the nearest individual though was within shouting distance as he ushered out his one and only warning.]
Heed my call! Do not let this bare you from your desire for riches and glory for if you are meant for greatness you will not falter now!
[A rallying speech worthy of his previous station as the general of the Absolute and countless wars before that, Ketheric turning back towards the nearest large crop of rock a few feet out before thrusting himself forward with momentum to land safely on his mark.]
💎 FIRE CRYSTALS
[Once finally past the infernal lava river which blocked his path leading into the open caverns of the volcanic core he was met with a spectacle not seen in his many lifetimes. Glistening gemstones every which way he glanced littered through the treacherous terrain, a faint glimmer of a sincere smirk graces the edge of his lips in earnest satisfaction for making it this far.
However this was only just the beginning for the real labor was to come now as he and the rest of the brave few who crossed the lava awaited their just rewards. Looking to the illuminated crystal deposit closest he signaled for any followers to join in his excavation now if they sought to achieve their own boon.]
Let us make haste for these radiant crystals will fetch us a small fortune for our rigorous efforts!
🐎 FLAMING HORSE
[Further exploring the depths of the caverns the once glistening walls with crystals galore had become replaced by stagnant lakebeds of silverish yellow liquid and a foul stench. It would have been easy enough to turn and leave now but they have come this far knowing this would not be an easy venture. If such riches as the gemstones laid within the large caverns what treasures could lie in within these murky depths? Those who were confident enough to come this far were not backing down without unravelling the mysteries in store for them.
Into the far reaches of the sulfur fields now one wrong move could mean their doom, Ketheric ever on his guard as he crept carefully through the rugged terrain. A burst of flames flickers out of the corner of his eye as one of the pools of sulfur light ablaze as his gaze sets upon a rather daunting sight. A massive creature with fiery limbs comes barreling towards their direction causing the normally stoic look over his features to wain in distress. Hiding behind one of the large stalagmites the Chosen of Myrkul signaled for any and all who could see him to quiet themselves, voice little louder than a whisper as he made his intentions perfectly clear.
Upon recollection of his memories Ketheric knew this beast to resemble that of a fiendish Nightmare; A demonic horse from hell itself said to inflict untold dread to those who dare oppose it. Though it perhaps was not one in the same they bore striking similarities and warranted digression unto his temporary allies.]
This creature is known to me...A beast of the hells themselves we should not take this foe lightly for it will not be an easy task to eliminate.
HOT SPRINGS
🐢SAVE THE TURTLES
[After having returned successfully from his trip in the underbellies of the volcanic leviathan's caverns, Ketheric sought out some much deserved rest when met with the maniacal screeching from the disoriented environmentalist telling him to run and hide. A tilt of his head as his attention shifts to the direction the erratic man came rushing as he squints to see through the fog of night. Mayhaps if he was still blessed by the Mistress of the Night then he might be able to pierce the veil of darkness but long had those days come and gone. All he could do was prepare himself for that which stepped forward into the borders of the hot springs encroaching unknowingly on its real prey the beloved tortoises of native to this leviathan.
Massive stomping gives away the enormity of the creatures size before it finally reveals itself to the light alerting any others nearby of the imminent threat to the hot springs as a whole. An ice giant which rivalled that of an ogre in size clunks forth as the Chosen of Myrkul bares down the foe with an exasperated sigh. Never a dull moment in this supposed place of 'paradise' they found themselves here on Avaleci.]
MANTA BOARD
🐺 THE WOLF AMONG US
[Rumors have spread quickly of a local man who stumbled across a pack of abandoned wolf pups in his travels within the forests at the base of the snowy mountainside. Seeking out those with the abilities to properly train and domesticate the beasts was another matter entirely but the Chosen of Myrkul had corralled ogres, goblins and even Driders to his cause how hard could it be to subjugate the savage creatures? In truth such a companion would be sanctioned at his side, a devoted subject who would serve him with undying loyalty.
After finally locating the man's humble abode on the edge of the forest depths he was pointed in the direction of the pups in question, fighting amongst themselves behind his household over scraps of meat. Snarling and baring their teeth as the former general approached his vision narrows on the closest wolf keeping his head held high. Dominance was key to establishing yourself as their superior as he extends an armored hand.]
You will obey...If you do not then you will break at my word. Do you understand, whelps?!?
[Commanding voice booming over the bustling winds echoing off the nearby trees loud enough for any passerby to hear as the nearest pup grits their teeth with immediate protest.]
🍽️PLATE UP!
[News had reached Ketheric's ears of something rather peculiar since having arrived on Avaleci's shores, a newfound 'delicacy' the locals have quite literally cooked up using their recently deceased critters who thought annoy them so with trying memories long since past. Being one of the many who seemingly brought the nefarious creatures to their just demise in exchange for a sum of coin the man found himself ever curious as to how they taste in turn. Perhaps it was the morbid sense of gratification he received knowing the tiny curs who caused him so much grief in their capture or just his inquisitive nature the Chosen of Myrkul made way for the nearby food cart set up at the base of the mountain with the hot springs on their doorstep.
Approaching the cart in question he would find an elderly fellow with a few missing teeth smiling up at him asking if he would like a "Mischievous Kabob" with the morsel practically shoved in front of his face insistently. Any other unfortunate soul walking by will promptly be flagged down by the odd looking cook in hopes of trying his newest recipe. Albeit reluctantly at first, Ketheric takes up one of the sticks ushered towards him with a solemn sigh. He was not so excited by the prospect of how it tastes but it would be a moral victory over the heinous creatures who sought to provoke him not long ago.]
WILDCARD
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