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08-17-2016, 06:04 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-17-2016, 06:18 PM by Wizwik.)
-Wizwik gets knocked to the ground from the blast, looking more annoyed- "...ow..." -he stands up and tries to wipe the blood off and goes to smith the damage from the blast
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Golbahg smiles as he takes the damage, blood splattering on his face as he continues to look at the sturdy demon.
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* My eyes still intently watching the club weilding demon. * ( Angelic Demonic arts. 1).Are you an angel or demon. 2). Are you under contract. 3). Are you greater or lessor.) * I then take a few steps closer towards the demon, keeping myself within the boundary *
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A demoness barely in command of the demons surrounding the tavern. A skull is smashed oddly onto her head, her large red horns curling through and around it. A loud screaming laugh punctuates her existence; she is often seen setting things on fire while screaming about this freezing wet place.
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08-17-2016, 06:46 PM
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(Read this as Capri Aquari - Sorry forgot to switch accounts )
Showing no concern for the explosive result of his smashing of the imp, Capri roots through the remains of the mess scooping up some of the blood into a a pair of vials and scavenging any intact bones into a bag at his side.
Once he stands again he turns to head behind his bar and begins to clean up the blood splatter upon him.
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Lilith gets close to the demon, without leaving the tavern, so she is directly in front of it. "Dia duit, anaithnid," she says with a calm smile.
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08-17-2016, 07:22 PM
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*The demons eyes flick briefly to the large einhar, keeping an eye on him, but still casually swinging his club. He snickers at the greeting*
"Not for much longer I'm hoping. One of you should do fine."
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08-17-2016, 07:23 PM
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*Neviah's laughs diminish as the larger creature approaches. She clubs a few imps on the head and kicks them roughly in the direction of the tavern. Two come close to Wizwick and Golbagh*
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"Oh? And what would you like us for, unable to reach as you are?"
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-Wizwik finishes his smithing and has his spear at the ready- "You fuckers are no fun on the ground" -When they get close Wizwik starts stabbing as best he can [5 body per stab, up to Neviah how many hit and how many hit wizwik]-
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