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    Living The Nightmare

    Aura
    Aura

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    Lineage : Gingerbread Man
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    Guild : Sabertooth 《Guildmaster》
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    Age : 26
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    First Magic: Fires of Creation
    Second Magic: The Riyenas
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    Post by Aura 30th September 2018, 9:52 am



    Job Info:

    Job: Nightmare Incarnate: The Beginning
    Rank: C-Rank
    Player Requirements: Maximum number of players is ten and the minimum is 2 D ranks. 10 posts per player minimum unless soloing(due to being higher than D rank) then 20 posts. 150 words per post.
    Job Requirements: At least 2 D rank mages or the equivalent of. Find out what happened to the rune knights and escape while you are still sane.
    Job Location: Spooky Forest

    Job Description: One day you receive a large box from the mailman. After inspecting it, you see that it doesn't say anywhere what's inside or why it's been sent to you. All that is written on the box is your name as the recipient and the initials "SM".
    Upon opening the box you discover that it's contents are a hardcover book, which upon closer inspection proves to be a person called Samuel Martin's personal diary, and a voice recorder lacrima, both covered in blood stains. Did that man send you this package? Despite the bad feeling you have, you open the book and skim through the entries.

    INFORMATION::

    "12 February, Day 647.
    Today was a fun day. Me and Mary went on a picnic near the forest and spent the whole day talking about meaningless things. It really was a blissful experience and since she didn't have any problems today we were able to forget about reality, even if for just a day."

    "19 February, Day 654.
    It happened again. Mary collapsed again today and started mumbling about magical gates and how everything is going to be a nightmare. This is happening more and more often and I am getting really concerned now. No doctor knows what's wrong with her..."

    "25 February, Day 660.
    This is really getting out-of-hand! With each passing day Mary becomes more and more delirious. I don't know what to do any more. I've contacted every doctor and every mage I could find, but no one knows what's wrong with her. There has to be someone that can help..."

    "1 March, Day 664.
    This is my last hope. I contacted an exorcist who is said to be able to cure cases like Mary's. He's going to come tomorrow night. Maybe the end of this nightmare would finally come."

    "2 March, Day 665.
    It's a little before midnight now. The priest is going to come any minute and put Mary's troubled mind to peace once again."

    "3 March, Day 666.
    I... don't believe it. I remember last night... the purification ceremony... then something happened and I was sent flying, and Mary ran away towards the Spooky Forest. When I came to, the priest was lying on the ground with his heart gourged out. What on Earth happened last night? There's no time to waste, I know she's somewhere in the forest so I have to find her. I'll contact a couple friends from the Rune Knights and we'll set off to search for her. Please be okay, my love..."

    From that point onward all pages are ripped from the book. After putting the diary down, you activate the recorder lacrima.

    "Date- 4 March. Time- 1:43 PM.
    This is Lieutenant Jacob Lars, recording an audio log to document the investigation and search. I am assigned due to my expertise in the field of demonology. It seems that a woman has been possessed by an unknown type of entity, presumably a type of demon, and has escaped in the Spooky Forest. We are currently within the said forest ourselves, having a local guide us through. For some reason when we entered it a thick, almost unnatural, fog descended upon us but we were capable of navigating through the dense vegetation regardless. Currently we are standing in a forest clearing about 2 klicks north of the entrance. So far there's no sight of of neither hostiles nor the woman. It's unnaturally quiet. A bad omen."

    "Date- 4 March. Time- 2:30 PM.
    This is Lieutenant Jacob Lars documenting the investigation and search for the possessed woman in the Spooky Forest. This is log number two. It's been nearly an hour since the previous log and we've spent the time delving further north into the forest. It's crazy here. Everywhere you look there are huge trees and if you look up there is nothing but branches and leaves. The vegetation on the higher levels of the forest is incredibly dense, so there barely is any light down on ground level. It almost feels like we're alone in another world with no way out, and that damn fog isn't helping either. All this is taking it's toll on the minds of the others.
    We're nearing another clearing. I guess we'll rest there for a while."

    "Date- 4 March. Time- 2:45 PM.
    This is Lieutenant Jacob Lars documenting the investigation. This is audiolog number three. Things are not looking good. The others are getting seriously paranoid and I can't really blame them. This place plays with your mind in a very freaky way. A few minutes ago we continued moving deeper into the forest, following our course north. The guys are really getting worried now. They say that every now and then they see someone's silhouette in the distance, just beyond the fog, watching them. Observing their every move. I have yet to confirm the existence of this shadow, but if it is there then it might be the woman we were sent to find. Next time the silhouette makes an appearance we'll go after it."

    "Date- 4 March. Time- 666:666 PM.
    *The sound of someone's ragged breath mixed with their crazed running could be heard for several minutes. After that the barely audible thud, as if someone being hit against a tree, interrupts the running*
    This is Leu*static*nt Jacob *pant* Lars. We *static*eed help! We...we got sep*static*ed and the *static* took us out *pant* one by one. It's b*static*n watching us all along! Tor*static*ring us while studying it's *pant* prey. It's close, *static* the only one left *static* coming f*static* me. *static* *static* *static* the time *static* thre *static* ourty-five. (after that point the static becomes too great and you can't understand anything)

    Having listened to the lacrima, it's as if more questions have emerged than been answered. Who sent you these items? How do they know your name? What happened to the Rune Knights? What did they find in that forest?
    It seems that you have no choice but to go there and find out yourself.

    Enemies:
    Weak: Disturbing sounds- Are those footsteps? A demented laughter somewhere in the distance? A person's dying screams? Is that a whisper you can hear, carried in the wind? This place is really freaky...
    (Causes paranoia or similar effects, depending on your character. Strong-willed characters or people with a great ability to maintain their calmness can resist this to a great extent, though not completely. Having multiple weak enemy dices means that these sounds "stack", and so their effect becomes greater and perhaps even capable of breaking even the toughest of people. Duration is 3 posts.)

    Normal: Poltergeists- Trees falling down, rocks suddenly shooting towards you, having your body strongly pushed away without any explanation. These anomalies can deal some serious damage or scare the living daylights out of you. They might even separate you from your allies. Be on guard. (Single poltergeist per normal monster encounter.)

    Strong: The unknown figure- You can feel it, can't you? Just beyond the mist, it's hollow eyes staring right into your soul, sending ice-cold chills down your spine. No matter where you look it's there. Always watching, always moving. And no matter what you do, it's always just beyond the mist.
    (Greatly frightens you, triggering your fight or flight mechanism. Whether you choose to attack or run away and hide depends on your character's personality. If this occurs in the early stages of the mission, before you've encountered the other anomalies much it will not have that great an effect. Encountering this in the later stages, however, will trigger your fight or flight mechanism, guaranteed.
    Duration is 4 posts, extended depending on number of strong monster encounter dices rolled.)

    Boss: Fear impersonated- Your time is up. The chase is over and now you must die. And it is coming to do just that. The unknown figure that had been stalking you until then finally appears before you, for better or worse. It's a humanoid about 2,5 metres tall, clad in black, but that's all you can make out of the figure.
    It's attacks are unnaturally fast, it's reach long and it seems that it can attack you with it's tentacles, cutting you with them and letting you bleed. (This is a B-rank monster. Also please note that defeating it means that it does not die. Instead it escapes back into the mist, which gets raised soon after, and leaves behind several torn pages).

    Reward: 1,000 jewels. If the boss has appeared and was defeated, the extra reward is part of the ripped pages from the diary received in the beginning of the mission. Those pages grant access to the next Nightmare Incarnate mission.


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    And be she but Small,
    she is Fierce


    Living The Nightmare GWsGXSQ

    .:} The Road of Desire |Fire Dragon Slayer | Kenna Terrynhain {:.
    .:} The Nightmare in Your Head | Avide - Combat Pet {:.


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    Aura
    Aura

    Moderator- Mythical VIP Status- Knight VIP Status- VIP- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- Dragon Slayer- Legal Guild Ace- Haiku Contest Participant- Lineage Making Contest Participant- Rich- Character Application Approved!- Character History!- Magic Application Approved!- Get A Pet!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Master [1000]- Senior [500]- Novice [250]- 3rd Place Event/Contest Winner- Player 
    Lineage : Gingerbread Man
    Position : None
    Posts : 1276
    Guild : Sabertooth 《Guildmaster》
    Cosmic Coins : 620
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 26
    Experience : 48,342

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Fires of Creation
    Second Magic: The Riyenas
    Third Magic:

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    Post by Aura 30th September 2018, 9:54 am

    ~ * ~

    ”They finally revealed it. Akhator and Avide… or should I say Abraxor now? Well, in any case, they disclosed the information they were keeping from me. Who I am, where I hail from, how and why I died… who I was before that and what had happened for me to become who I am now. They answered so many questions, but gave me so many more to find an answer to. And to find those I’ll be going to a specific location that I cannot tell you about right now, but if and when I return, come f------"

    The loud yet muffled thumps of a gloved fist banging unto the wooden door startled the writer midway her sentence, the word she had just started writing becoming a scribbled mess in the process. Kenna cursed underneath her breath and slammed the pen down unto the book laying before her on the desk, pushing herself and the chair she sat upon back as she turned her head and glared at the door… or rather, the mysterious person behind it. A second salvo of what seemed to be an impatient knocking followed soon, causing the Etherborn to growl softly when inhaling as she readied herself to bark back at the impatient individual keen on ko’ing her door. ”YES YES, by the gods, have some freaking patience you jack--, Kenna barked at the door, getting off the chair and stomping her way towards the entrance of her humble room barefoot. Her hand clenched around she merely turned and tugged while keeping on ranting. ”It’s not like I sleep next to this door and wait for the moment someone might come kno- huh?” Kenna ceased her rant and blinked in surprise when no-one appeared to be in front of her door at all. She popped her head outside and looked left and right, scanning the corridor for any sign of life. Nothing. Not a living soul to be seen, although downstairs a myriad of excited voices could be heard coming from the mess hall of the inn she was staying at. ”Curious… and creepy. At least they didn’t leave some kind of suspicious package to… nevermind.” Kenna suppressed a sigh of disappointment when she gazed down upon the brown box at her feet. The letters “S" and “M" were carved into the box, while her name had been scribbled underneath the letters; looking at the unruly handwriting it had been written hastily, as if time was running short for whomever wrote it. Although she knew these things were best to be ignored, her curiosity got the better of her and thus lifted the box up. It was surprisingly heavy for its size. Not having noticed it sitting there until now she was incredibly pleased with the fact that she hadn’t stepped outside to see if someone was hiding in the corridor; gods forbid she’d stumped her toes into that.

    With the cardboard box tightly tucked between her arms she turned around and re-entered the room, using the heel of her foot to close the door, and carried it over to the desk she had been writing at. She planted it down next to her book, cleaned the desk of anything she didn't need and put it away in their respective pocket dimension before attending to the contents of the box before her. From it she pulled a heavy hard-cover book, a large lacrima recorder and some other things that did not seem to have much value at first sight. Both the book and the lacrima showed signs of dark-colored stains she recognized to be dried-up blood. She opted to sit down first but changed her mind and instead remained standing, taking the book between her hands and started reading. The letters indeed were the initials of a name, or more precisely, the writer of this diary of sorts. Samuel Martin. Kenna could only wonder as to how his things had wound up in her hands, or why. Turning the page and reading through its contents she soon realised this might become more of an issue that she’d first thought it to be… a possessed love interest? Her curiosity however came to an abrupt end as the rest of the diary’s entries had been torn from the book, only leaving the torn edges of said pages at the heart of the book. Kenna closed it and frowned. If this was merely a runaway ‘possessed’ woman, then she doubted it would’ve been such an issue. But the bloodstains, hasty handwriting and torn pages were all a bit too shady a clue to disregard it as just that. She took the lacrima recorder in hand, hoping it could clear up some of the darkness that was shrouding this mystery, and pressed play. The male voice identified himself as a Rune Knight lieutenant named Jacob Lars, which she presumed to be Samuel’s friend at the corps, and listened intently as he explained the situation. The second entry came faster than expected however; only an hour later, unlike the weekly and daily entries of Samuel Martin. And with every new log the lieutenant made his panic became more audible, until the last one left even the Etherborn in a bit of shock. His raspy, exhausted voice audible between the static noises, the rushing wind as he ran and tried to hide, the pure panic in his voice and then the ultimate silence. One did not need to be a genius to figure out what fate the lieutenant would have befallen at this point. Kenna ended the recording and felt the silence of her room weighed many times heavier now the static noises had died down, took a deep breath and placed the lacrima recorder back unto the desk before her, leaning over it as she went over her options. Even though she was on a quest of her own, ignoring this wasn’t really an option. The consequences of this issue could become immeasurable, and god forbid someone else were to find these and head out to Spooky Forest to befall the same fate as those poor Rune Knights. She’d once been a Rune Knight herself in a past life, so the sense of duty springing from it also left her little choice. There was a reason these objects had fallen in her hands, so it was her duty as a mage of Sabertooth to find out what had happened to Samuel, Jacob and his men. She’d solve this entire ordeal and be on her way afterwards. Within half an hour Kenna had gathered up her things, paid for her stay at the inn and stashed up on provisions for the trip to Spooky Forest.

    After several days Kenna had finally reached the edges of Spooky Forest, that for some reason loomed far more dangerously at the horizon than the previous times she’d been here. Most-likely the pressure of what had gone down within its vast territories, unseen by human eyes and only known to the trees that had seen it all happen. For some reason she had loathed not telling anyone at the guild she’d gone off on her own, otherwise she could’ve asked for some back-up and eased her mind from this all. After all, she may wield a legendary steel but that did not mean her nerves were made of those as well. With Fiend’s Embrace, a sinister cloak she’d been gifted by her deceased love, draped over her shoulders Kenna pondered about the things she should watch out for now she did not yet have the darkness of the forest surrounding her; but with every step the forest drew closer until she found herself walking through the first rows of giant trees. There was still some light seeping through these, but further down the road she followed there were only shades and eerie thoughts welcoming her. She swallowed the lump that had been silently growing in her throat. Something felt off. The lump remained within her throat, almost feeling as if it was crushing her throat both from the inside and outside… her breathing became heavier, as did the feeling in her chest. Stronger. Painful. Kenna could feel her consciousness fading as she felt her knees tremble and give way, succumbing to gravity-- but she did not fall. Instead she dangled. Her mind too blank to react, she could finally feel nails dig into the front of her throat as she became aware of a large cold hand holding her neck from behind, squeezing unrelentingly. With the pain becoming too much, the ravenhaired maiden tried to scratch at the fingers holding her but nothing happened. The darkness crept onto her even further, and as she tried to call out for help she lost her battle. Within her fading consciousness she could hear a crack. Then everything went cold and dark.


    ~ * ~



    The white-haired maiden jumped up with a silent scream, panting heavily as she stared around the darkness of her room. From behind the closed curtains a stray ray of light invaded her room. Kenna slowly grabbed her face with both hands and rubbed them against her face while trying to control her breathing. Again this dream. As of late she had been having it more frequently; it included herself, but not the her from the present; it was the her from the past. After she had left the Rune Knights, but before she had died at the hands of Vale. There were no clues as to why she had this dream, nor what it meant, but for some reason it scared her every time she had it.

    With a groan the young maiden threw the covers off herself and threw her legs over the edge of the bed, letting her long hair hand freely over her shoulders. Knowing it'd be madness to try and get fall back asleep she figured it might be better to rise early; and by the looks of it it wasn't that 'early' at all. Probably just early by her own standards. After having opened the curtains she got dressed fairly quickly, throwing on her red skintight tunic and ditto-colored loose robe and left her room just as fast, moving to the main mess hall for a hearty breakfast. With a few toasts, some spread and a mango to complement things, Kenna sat down at one of the empty tables and absent-mindedly started munching one of her toasts, looking at the members of her guild that were starting their day early as well.




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    And be she but Small,
    she is Fierce


    Living The Nightmare GWsGXSQ

    .:} The Road of Desire |Fire Dragon Slayer | Kenna Terrynhain {:.
    .:} The Nightmare in Your Head | Avide - Combat Pet {:.


    D~4 ||C~4 ||B~2 ||A~ ||S~

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    Aceflux
    Aceflux

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    Post by Aceflux 30th September 2018, 1:17 pm

    It had been months since Urania last went on a mission. After suffering a rather grievous injury at the hands of a dark wizard north of the beanstalk wizard, Urania had just barely managed to escape- and as consequence was out of commission for quite a long time. She was left with quite a few scars running up her left leg to her side from that battle, cutting through many of her tattoos which was the only real problem she had with them. Since that battle, she hadn't done much but catch up with an old friend of her she met on the road while traveling and do some research into a few magical relics she had heard off. But none of that really compared to going out and doing jobs- it wasn't exciting, dangerous, or thrilling in any way. Life was... peaceful for the first time since joined Sabertooth- but that felt wrong. She never had a problem with quiet time, with being uninterrupted, with not having anything to do. On the road that was all welcomed, they provided respite from the often tedious and maddening process of walking from place to place with no real go in mind. But ever since she heard of Sabertooth and their acquisition of a certain, ever-present tree from the legends of her homeland, her life had suddenly become chaotic and fun. The minute she started her journey to the Sabertooth guild, to the moment she fell at the hands of the dark wizard, she had barely had enough time to think- let along rest. It was a welcome change.

    For the past week, she had been looking for a job, deciding she'd finally recovered enough to get back to work. But just at that moment- the job board had been completely cleared off. There were no new jobs posted, nothing left over. Every day she would get up early and check the board before heading off the get something to eat, and every day she ended up disappointed at an empty board. She wasn't sure if she was waking up too late, or if for some reason the guild just wasn't getting any work. How were the people who actually owned homes supposed to pay for them when there wasn't any work coming in? This pattern kept up until the seventh day- she woke up and quickly hauled herself out of bed, making her way down to the Guildhall and gazing at the job board. Empty, just as usual. And, for the first time this week, so was the rest of the room. There wasn't a person there or any signs of life for that matter. No conversations heard down the hall, no plates of food left behind or books sitting on the table. Nothing. It was... eerie, and definitely something she wasn't used to. Shaking her head, Urania decided it would be best to get some fresh air and began to make her way to the guild entrance. As she walked down the hall, she got lost in thought. There had to be a reason why the job board had been so empty for the past week.

    She thought about this for ten or so minute until she realized that she should have been at the guild's entrance by now. Looking up she found that she was no further down the hall to the entrance than when she had started walking, and turning behind her she saw something that made her heart skip a beat. Where there should be a large common room, was only more hall that extended into an eerie, dark fog- a fog that was quickly approached through the hall. Urania's eyes widened as she turned back and took off, running as fast as she could towards the exit but just as before she never came any closer to it. It was as if the hall was growing, extending as she tried to reach the exit- she could see the doors passing her as she ran, which confirmed that she was, in fact, moving so that could be the only answer. She turned back to see if the fog was still behind her, and much to her disgust and horror it was just feet away.

    Long, black tendrils of smoke extended from the fog, reaching toward her before grabbing one of her legs, causing her to fall to the ground hard. The most bizarre thing about this was that she felt no pain, none at all, only dread and terror as she was dragged towards the smoke, another tendril creeping forward and wrapping around her neck, pulling tight until- she woke up. She sat up with a start, heart pounding and covered in sweat. Grabbing at her neck out of fear that the tendril was still wrapped around her throat. Nothing. She looked around her room, the scattered notes and musical sheets taped to the wall were all just where she had left them the night before. She blinked, catching her breath as she tried to make sense of what had just happened but the more she thought about the dream, the more vague and senseless it became. Details became murky, lost in translation, until they were forgotten completely. All Urania was left with was a vague, awful feeling of Malaise. The only time she had ever had a nightmare as bad as that was the night she was exiled from her homeland. The first night she had on the road, alone and sleeping beneath the stars on the side of the road. That was almost five years ago now, what had caused her to have another nightmare like that? The only excuse she could think of was the frequent trips she made to the spooky forest months ago for work but... that was so long ago, how could it be affecting her now?

    Urania sighed and stood up, cleaning herself off before heading out to the mess hall. She didn't even think of checking the job board, heading straight for the kitchen to prepare something to eat, something to help her de-stress. It didn't take her long to prepare a quick, large meal of venison, potatoes, and salad- something she used to eat all the time as a kid. She sat out and looked around the common room and only saw one person awake- it made sense, everyone else was likely still asleep or had already left. She sat down across from the woman, and simply looked down her plate- she looked completely defeated and exhautsed, barely touching her food for a few minutes before finally starting to eat.

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    Aura
    Aura

    Moderator- Mythical VIP Status- Knight VIP Status- VIP- Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- Dragon Slayer- Legal Guild Ace- Haiku Contest Participant- Lineage Making Contest Participant- Rich- Character Application Approved!- Character History!- Magic Application Approved!- Get A Pet!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Master [1000]- Senior [500]- Novice [250]- 3rd Place Event/Contest Winner- Player 
    Lineage : Gingerbread Man
    Position : None
    Posts : 1276
    Guild : Sabertooth 《Guildmaster》
    Cosmic Coins : 620
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Age : 26
    Experience : 48,342

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Fires of Creation
    Second Magic: The Riyenas
    Third Magic:

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    Post by Aura 1st October 2018, 3:03 pm

    Kenna silently watched as the brunette joined her table and seemingly as absentmindedly stared at her plate for a while, only to start eating the wholesome meal slowly. Kenna peeped at her plate, then compared it to her own and along the way took it to heart that the bard had quite the strong entails to stomach such a grand meal for breakfast. Almost made hers look puny in comparison. As she finished her own toasts and became aware of the unbroken silence, Kenna stared back at the brunette. She was less active and outgoing than she usually was, and for some reason the white-haired maiden took it as something having been amiss for the lady in front of her. She lowered her arms, letting them rest on the table and spoke softly as she broke the silence. ”Urania? Is everything alright?” The maiden asked, gently tilting her head as she tried to capture Urania’s gaze with her own eyes. After all, what better way to connect to someone and see if they were truly alright than to look through the so-called window of their soul?

    ”I mean, it’s still early in the morning and you might not be a morning person, but… call it a gut-feeling. You seem a bit off today, and it worries me a bit.” Kenna said silently, still having her eyes pinned on the bard mage. At that moment it dawned on her that she in fact did no longer look the way she used to; many a person who had not been told didn’t know who she was until she explained, so at this point Urania could just as easily be thinking that a stranger was being too overly-familiar with her. Or so Kenna thought. She wasn’t sure, and with the doubt of that matter Kenna stumbled over her words after a brief moment of silence. ”Ah- in case you’re thinking I’m a stranger and the like; it’s me, Kenna,” she said, smiling cheepishly. ”Long story short, you could say I’ve had a make-over of sorts. Went back to my roots. Buuut if you did already know, uh… new reminder?” she tried, realising she was only making things worse the more she talked. Instead she sighed and drooped down unto the table in defeat of her own sudden awkwardness. ”Nevermind me, I’m horrible at being a morning person.” she said ina  muffled voice. This was exactly the reason why she barely showed herself before 9 or even 10 am, or at least avoided human contact till she was awake for a good hour. It helped keep the awkward moments and humiliation in check.



    Wordcount: 440
    Total wordcount: 2190 of 1500 [3292 of 3000]


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    And be she but Small,
    she is Fierce


    Living The Nightmare GWsGXSQ

    .:} The Road of Desire |Fire Dragon Slayer | Kenna Terrynhain {:.
    .:} The Nightmare in Your Head | Avide - Combat Pet {:.


    D~4 ||C~4 ||B~2 ||A~ ||S~

    Slots: 4/6



    Aceflux
    Aceflux

    Quality Badge Level 1- Quality Badge Level 2- Quality Badge Level 3- Character Application Approved!- Complete Your First Job!- Obtain A Lineage!- Join A Faction!- Player 
    Lineage : Conquerers Courage
    Position : None
    Posts : 233
    Guild : Sabertooth
    Cosmic Coins : 0
    Dungeon Tokens : 0
    Experience : 100

    Character Sheet
    First Magic: Bardic Magic
    Second Magic:
    Third Magic:

    Living The Nightmare Empty Re: Living The Nightmare

    Post by Aceflux 1st October 2018, 4:04 pm

    Urania didn't even notice that Kenna had started talking to her. She couldn't stop thinking about the nightmare and the off lack of jobs recently. Maybe they were connected, the stress couldn't be good for her after-all. But she'd been just as stressed if not more the first week she couldn't work because of her injuries. She finally keyed in that someone was speaking to her by the time the white-haired woman had said she had a gut feeling. She shook her head lightly as she snapped back to reality, looking up to meet the eyes of the other girl. She knew Kenna had changed, heard it in passing conversations and the such but she didn't want to assume that this person was someone she knew- until, thankfully, Kenna confirmed her theory herself. Even then it was a little hard to focus on what she was saying, her whole being filled to the brim with this dreadful feeling of horror and malaise- vague shapes and sounds swirling around as she tried to think about the dream, find anything that could have caused it.

    "I'm uh... uhm..." Urania said, words catching in her throat as she tried to figure out her to put what was troubling her into words. It's like everything about this nightmare was pulling her left and right, stopping her train of thought in its tracks whenever it got going again. "You're a guild ace right, so you've had to have been to the... the uh... The Spooky Forest right? Do you know if you can get like... cursed or something by going in there too often? I had the worst nightmare in years last night and barely got any sleep but I can't figure out why and well... that all I could come up with. I'm really worried, nothing like that has ever even crossed my mind let alone showed up in a dream." She said, finally admitting her worries. She didn't bring up anything about the job board, she didn't want to seem lazy or unambitious or anything. She did, however, say "I don't know, maybe it's just cause I haven't been on my feet much these past few months after my injury..."

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