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The priest almost wrinkled his nose when Jesus saw the way the dragon went down. "Doesn't seem like the most honorable way to kill a dragon."
Dina continued watching, seeing the last of their enemies go down. "I"m not worried about Honor, as long as it was stopped. That's all that matters in the end."
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The small town of Riversong had been plagued by various monster attacks ever since the riversiren disappeared, and their canal went dry. The Clerics seemingly abandoned them on their pilgrimage to locate their siren.
Their town has dealt with monster attack after monster attacks and even a vampire that lived to the west. The still hopeful villagers would s8lently pray at their beds, wishing for some savior, any savior to come to their home.
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Dammon would be taken aback by the body parts flying. He put a hand over his mouth, feeling his stomach doing twists. He felt sicken by the sight, but only for one reason, "Dina, him killing the trolls like thwt is going to spread Plague and disease."
Dina frowned, looking down long enough to say, "and we'll deal with that later. But we have to get rid of the immediate threat first."
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The small town of Riversong had been plagued by various monster attacks ever since the riversiren disappeared, and their canal went dry. The Clerics seemingly abandoned them on their pilgrimage to locate their siren.
Their town has dealt with monster attack after monster attacks and even a vampire that lived to the west. The still hopeful villagers would s8lently pray at their beds, wishing for some savior, any savior to come to their home.
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The soldiers would listen without question. After all, they had no clue what this angel was capable of. The governor watched, a grin forming on her face from all the explosions she was seeing and muttered out the word, "marvelous." Dammon managed to get closer to the gate, the beak of his mask poking out between the bard as he stared at the angel before him, his mind went a mile a minute trying to figure out what exactly it was. He didn't Eben noticed the goblin that managed to get close to the gate. The creature scratched quickly at daemons beak, breaking the glass that was meant to protect Dmmon's eyes. Dina was quicker though and brought her sword down to skewer the little beast before it actually managed to cut dammons flesh.
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The small town of Riversong had been plagued by various monster attacks ever since the riversiren disappeared, and their canal went dry. The Clerics seemingly abandoned them on their pilgrimage to locate their siren.
Their town has dealt with monster attack after monster attacks and even a vampire that lived to the west. The still hopeful villagers would s8lently pray at their beds, wishing for some savior, any savior to come to their home.
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When the monsters started to gather, the priest would end up getting down to his knees and start praying. Due to this, he began blessing the troops, giving them more luck to survive the invasion. Dina had managed to scale the wall of the town, planning on using a special magic trick she knew so that she could help while keeping back from the fight. And dammon, he got close enough to try to offer poison arrows to however was willing to take em.
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The small town of Riversong had been plagued by various monster attacks ever since the riversiren disappeared, and their canal went dry. The Clerics seemingly abandoned them on their pilgrimage to locate their siren.
Their town has dealt with monster attack after monster attacks and even a vampire that lived to the west. The still hopeful villagers would s8lently pray at their beds, wishing for some savior, any savior to come to their home.
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Dina had told the guards to go help Devrim for the hoard that was about to hit their town within the hour. She had her armor and her sword on her body now, but she wasn't suppose to get in the middle of the fighter. Not because she didn't want to, but for the simple fact that if she were to die in the crossfire then these people wouldn't have their leader anymore. It would simply fall into disarray.
The priest was by herside, a man that was a couple years older then Dina. The two would watch from the gates. Dammon would be out there too, but he would watch from much much farther away.
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The small town of Riversong had been plagued by various monster attacks ever since the riversiren disappeared, and their canal went dry. The Clerics seemingly abandoned them on their pilgrimage to locate their siren.
Their town has dealt with monster attack after monster attacks and even a vampire that lived to the west. The still hopeful villagers would s8lently pray at their beds, wishing for some savior, any savior to come to their home.
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Dina would nod slowly, "I'll have to ask around. Much rather you sleep somewhere better than just an old barn." She looked at the radar once more before saying, "And yes, I will get my guards prepared right away." She said, getting up then. She might have to prepare her own armor as well. It may be time for her to dust off her old sword at this point.
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The small town of Riversong had been plagued by various monster attacks ever since the riversiren disappeared, and their canal went dry. The Clerics seemingly abandoned them on their pilgrimage to locate their siren.
Their town has dealt with monster attack after monster attacks and even a vampire that lived to the west. The still hopeful villagers would s8lently pray at their beds, wishing for some savior, any savior to come to their home.
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The manager would nod, pushing the staff book over towards Lelouch and flipping to the most recent dates. "Schedules and duties are listed for each person. As well as this." The halfling reached into a drawer. Pulling out another book. "All of the visitation we have scheduled, Most are for goldburn but our staff will have visitors too do to them living on the grounds. If the rules are followed, the book will tell you who is here."
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The city of Acidrial has always been a bustling area, even before they decided to put up the walls. The city was filled with various markets, factories, and ways to entertain one's self. There was a pair of twin rivers that flowed through one wall of the city and out another. The middle of the city had a very tall and golden tree nestled at the crossroads of all the districts. In the north of the city would be a group called the Cerlics of Riversong, and to the east would be the adventurers guild.
Currently. A very angry male drow was talking to the bard at the desk, begging to be given a quest. Though during his argument with the bard, he would seemingly be switching between Common, Elvish, and Deep Drow. Because of this, the bard was only getting 2/3rds of what the Drow was saying to him.
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"Of course I have." She said, raising her head to look at him now. "They won't budge, so we've been on our own. They don't care, and will filter more money into the north if they even think for a moment there's a risk to their city." Whe shook her head, "goldburn isn't a political man, but he is the one with the gold. He'll put his gold where he wants too."
She leaned back in her chair, one leg over the other, as she began to tilt it back and then forward, the wood creaking as she did such. "But now we have you to help. I just have to find tha tplace for you to stay."
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The small town of Riversong had been plagued by various monster attacks ever since the riversiren disappeared, and their canal went dry. The Clerics seemingly abandoned them on their pilgrimage to locate their siren.
Their town has dealt with monster attack after monster attacks and even a vampire that lived to the west. The still hopeful villagers would s8lently pray at their beds, wishing for some savior, any savior to come to their home.
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"Clocks not ticking in anything, angel." She rubbed her temple then, a brief moment of exhaustion and maybe annoyance washed over her face. "I already agreed when I asked you what you wanted if it wasn't money. I'm just telling you a fact that whatever large blip is on your weird little device, it will never be a threat to us compared to the overwhelming masses that are the little ones." For a breif moment, she looked like she needed a drink, but sat up straighter, "or the fact that my soldiers are trained well, the only issue is the fact that I don't have enough of them. My soldiers know what they're doing. They're simply spread too thin at this point."
@the-mysticandmodern-world
The small town of Riversong had been plagued by various monster attacks ever since the riversiren disappeared, and their canal went dry. The Clerics seemingly abandoned them on their pilgrimage to locate their siren.
Their town has dealt with monster attack after monster attacks and even a vampire that lived to the west. The still hopeful villagers would s8lently pray at their beds, wishing for some savior, any savior to come to their home.
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She stared at the map, watching it for a split second, before moving her head to the side to stare at Devrim. "A large creature by it's self rarely is a real threat, as long as your soldiers are trained well. It's the smaller ones that pose more of a threat when they're in such large numbers like that. Put the small and large together, it would overwhelm us... eventually." She admitted. They would put up a hell of a fight, but she knew they could only last so long.
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The small town of Riversong had been plagued by various monster attacks ever since the riversiren disappeared, and their canal went dry. The Clerics seemingly abandoned them on their pilgrimage to locate their siren.
Their town has dealt with monster attack after monster attacks and even a vampire that lived to the west. The still hopeful villagers would s8lently pray at their beds, wishing for some savior, any savior to come to their home.
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She frowned for a moment then and looked at him, "we're not asking for help. We can get by. We always have." Still, the issue was troubling to say the lease. She wasn't sure how they would get by if the attacks increased at the rate they were going. Then another issue arose, "If you don't want money, then what would you like in exchange."
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The small town of Riversong had been plagued by various monster attacks ever since the riversiren disappeared, and their canal went dry. The Clerics seemingly abandoned them on their pilgrimage to locate their siren.
Their town has dealt with monster attack after monster attacks and even a vampire that lived to the west. The still hopeful villagers would s8lently pray at their beds, wishing for some savior, any savior to come to their home.
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"Could be a number of things." She said with a shrug. "The moon's closer than normal, the tides are rising, maybe the supposed vampire living in the abandoned castle west of here is sending them at us." She named a few guesses but then shook her head, "there's a lot of religious folks here. There used to be a river that ran through town, many believed there was a siren that lived in those waters and blessed us. Kept us safe. A man by the name of Goldburn diverted the river several moons ago. Obviously, the supposed siren would have left. Many believe that's the reason for the sudden in crease in monster activity."
@the-mysticandmodern-world
The small town of Riversong had been plagued by various monster attacks ever since the riversiren disappeared, and their canal went dry. The Clerics seemingly abandoned them on their pilgrimage to locate their siren.
Their town has dealt with monster attack after monster attacks and even a vampire that lived to the west. The still hopeful villagers would s8lently pray at their beds, wishing for some savior, any savior to come to their home.
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She shook her heads, "we have town guards, and we do have a military, but they're small. We have fewer people and fewer lives to protect because of that all of our military funds are funneled up north, save for enough for us to barely keep our towns together. But the monster attacks have worsened over the last few months. Before, it wasn't so bad, but now it's gotten worse than ever."
@the-mysticandmodern-world
The small town of Riversong had been plagued by various monster attacks ever since the riversiren disappeared, and their canal went dry. The Clerics seemingly abandoned them on their pilgrimage to locate their siren.
Their town has dealt with monster attack after monster attacks and even a vampire that lived to the west. The still hopeful villagers would s8lently pray at their beds, wishing for some savior, any savior to come to their home.
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"Well, I need to know exactly what you wish to know?" She countered before sitting down across from him. Still, she sighed and said, "You're on the Keystone Isle. We don't know much about any lands beyond this one. But this is the continent you're on. It's broken up in the northern territory and the southern terrioritory. The northern is run by the suits up in Acidrial." She paused then, knowing there was a lot here that she couldn't explain without adding more context, but she would try. "Acidrial is a very large walled city in the north. But here in the south, Riversong is the biggest town by far. I run the southern continent, but there isn't a whole lot here to be taken care of. We got a couple of other villages that I have to visit. And try to protect fro the goblins and dragons lurking about."
@the-mysticandmodern-world
The small town of Riversong had been plagued by various monster attacks ever since the riversiren disappeared, and their canal went dry. The Clerics seemingly abandoned them on their pilgrimage to locate their siren.
Their town has dealt with monster attack after monster attacks and even a vampire that lived to the west. The still hopeful villagers would s8lently pray at their beds, wishing for some savior, any savior to come to their home.
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Goldburn would stand near the entrance to the office. He was watching Lelouch then. Despite his joyous attitude, he didn't fully trust Lelouch... though he didn't truly trust anyone. Just pretended too. Still, it would look bad on him if he let a drow girl go missing that he may have the means to find. So, he'd let Lelouch go through whatever he needed so that he could find a clue. He was just gonna keep watch while he did it.
At the desk was what looked like a halfling man. He was writing something down as Lelouch approached. He glanced between Lelouch and Goldburn before saying, "you need the staff book I take it?"
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The city of Acidrial has always been a bustling area, even before they decided to put up the walls. The city was filled with various markets, factories, and ways to entertain one's self. There was a pair of twin rivers that flowed through one wall of the city and out another. The middle of the city had a very tall and golden tree nestled at the crossroads of all the districts. In the north of the city would be a group called the Cerlics of Riversong, and to the east would be the adventurers guild.
Currently. A very angry male drow was talking to the bard at the desk, begging to be given a quest. Though during his argument with the bard, he would seemingly be switching between Common, Elvish, and Deep Drow. Because of this, the bard was only getting 2/3rds of what the Drow was saying to him.
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She shrugged a bit, "Dammon likes the dark and his solitude. Likes to hole himself up in his little 'lab'" the woman would do air quotes when she said the word lab, and even gave a roll of the eyes. "Believe it or not, I'm pretty sure he's a complete germaphobe. Won't go anywhere or meat anyone without his silly little mask on." The way she spoke about the doctor had an air of familiarity to it. She knew Dammon on what almost seemed like an incredibly personal level.
Farther into the home, a kitchen could be seen just beyond an open arch in the wall. Looked to be flowers on the counter and baking ingredients spread out. To the left of the kitchen looked to be a living quarters, and beyond that their was a staircase that most likely led to the bedrooms.
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The small town of Riversong had been plagued by various monster attacks ever since the riversiren disappeared, and their canal went dry. The Clerics seemingly abandoned them on their pilgrimage to locate their siren.
Their town has dealt with monster attack after monster attacks and even a vampire that lived to the west. The still hopeful villagers would s8lently pray at their beds, wishing for some savior, any savior to come to their home.
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Dina seemed to think for a moment before taking a step back. "How about you come inside for a bit then. You can ask me any questions you wish to know." Her house was a rather nice and quiant one. Bigger than the other's yes, but not huge. There was also a rather distinct smell of honey in the air. In the first room would be a large dining room table and a piano in a corner.
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The small town of Riversong had been plagued by various monster attacks ever since the riversiren disappeared, and their canal went dry. The Clerics seemingly abandoned them on their pilgrimage to locate their siren.
Their town has dealt with monster attack after monster attacks and even a vampire that lived to the west. The still hopeful villagers would s8lently pray at their beds, wishing for some savior, any savior to come to their home.
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