-meanwhile i asked the innkeeper for any news about the situation, when i see a pretty and i assume shes an assassin i asked her-
Are you looking for a party? (group)
-i go back when i hear the question i rush with an answer and not letting Orbig talk-
D: The Game Master Disapper 2 towns from the map!
and the Innkeeper said that our town is next!
we should go!
-meanwhile the Innkeeper has decided to close the inn-
*i get my pick out and going outside*
*i see things i cannot describe...*
D: Oh my god...
its like a warzone over here!
*Bugs everywhere eating human flesh, meteors falling down to earth and huge countdown on the sky*
D: we got only 7 hours and 43 minutes to get out of town!
*beetle troops come rushing in, and most are defeated*
CLUSTER WASPS!!!!! *i ride in on maximus, who now has armour, swinging a blade around, occasionally shooting from a bow*
-I run to help those who are on the ground get to safety, outside of town-
"I'll get the survivors! You hold them off!"
-I give out healing items to the dying, and help stabilize the conditions of those that I can-
And while all this chaos ensues, Tristam is out in the wilderness far from town, stabbing wild goblins left and right for experience.
Truly, it felt as if very little could go wrong, it's not like he had to worry about a sudden apocalypse, after all.
You know, most people call me insane...
That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...
Why are you looking at me like that?
Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.
LOOK OUT!!! KEEP THEM AWAY FROM THE STINGERS!!! THAT IS WHERE THEY INJECT THE MAGGOTS FROM!!! *the name "cluster" becomes obvious, due to the large amount of stingers and the strange lumps in the bug's abdomen*
-I lift one shield and protect my charge, a teenage boy, bouncing the stinger off my shield when I smash my other shield into it's side, reducing it's minuscule amount of remaining HP to 0-
"Hm? Oh, you again. On your six, by the way."
The mage quickly retaliated to the goblin behind her with a blast of flame, stopping it's attempt at a backstab.
"I did warn you, didn't I? I bet you wished you listened now, eh?"
"That doesn't matter! Innocent people are dying and you're out here slaughtering goblins!'
"And... What?"
"You-! DIDN'T YOU HEAR A WORD I JUST-"
"Ugh, fine, you don't have to shout. More experience for me anyway, I bet."
Extracting his blade from the skull of one particularly large goblin, the swordsman took off at a sprint, moving much faster than the mage could keep up with.
It was pandemonium, bodies were littering the street, both player and monster.
"And I thought she was exaggerating..."
Tristam noticed something shooting at him at high speed, something that looked suspiciously like...
"I FREAKING HATE WASPS! DAMMIT, WHY DO THEY HAVE TO BE GIANT?!"
The oversized abomination was quickly dispatched, though, and the cursed swordsman had officially joined the fight.
You know, most people call me insane...
That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...
Why are you looking at me like that?
Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.
-I notice Tristam-
Ah! Good to see you here!
-I have two survivors on my back as I carry them to safety-
We need to either evacuate the remaining survivors or kill off all the wasps.
I'm going for the former, so keep them away from the survivors, would you?
"And I prefer the latter, so make sure nobody gets in my way. Got it?"
With a swing of his blade, another wasp fell to pieces. Tristam noted the fact that he was level ONE, yet perfectly capable of combat, but the survivors hadn't so much as lifted a finger to defend themselves.
What the hell, survivors?
"But, uh, how many people are left, compared to how many escaped?"
You know, most people call me insane...
That's what happens when I try to reason with people, they don't like it, and I eventually end up turning them to charcoal in the end...
Why are you looking at me like that?
Despite popular belief, I did not draw the avatar I'm using. I can't draw.