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  1. SpiritOfWrath
    Mortals. I win!
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    Berin, eyes still closed, grumbled out a short question. “Got anything better than protein bars?” @literally any gm @Spark of Hope
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    Berin closed his eyes, the tried to wriggle out of the vines, trying to control his emotions. “Peck at the other eye. Try to take out its sight.” Berin saw them through the vines. For some reason, their presence comforted him. They gave him sad looks. He needed to wound this beast at the least.
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    Berin struggles against the vines, willing them off of himself. He used the scale to try to scrape them off of his face, and called to Madness for help.
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    Berin’s vision and hearing worsened significantly. But he had functioned like this before. Madness swooped in, pecking at the monster’s weak spot, and Berin swam back up to the surface; he wasn’t very far below. He again climbed on its back, and dug his scale into the other eye. He did this from an angle, so that it couldn’t see the attack.
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    Berin cursed. He swam with his good arm away, in a direction separate from the way to the scraps of his boat. He would need to go on those. Clutching tightly onto the scale, he studied it. He signaled to his bird. “Attack the weak spot when it comes up!” Madness stood at ready to peck at the flesh on this beast. Berin dived downwards, hoping to pass under the beast.
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    Berin, seeing their quick descent, and feeling it in his ears, jumped from the monster, swimming upwards. He just barely had enough air to surface.
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    Tull laughed quietly. “Let’s listen more. They mentioned plotblades, perhaps this weapon is one.”
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    Berin twitched out of the way just barely not fast enough, the spike implanting in his arm. He just barely managed to keep his mouth closed. He was running out of air. Struggling to see through the cloud of blood, he pulled to spike out of his arm and rammed it back in, sharp side first.
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    Oh… well… it might be able to remove some, depending how much we know about them. Tull paused. “I don’t think so. The portal collapsed, they must be too far to maintain it.”
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    Berin studied the back of the beast. As a desperate measure, he pulled one of the scales on its back up and stuck his fingers in the gap between scale and flesh, hoping to disturb raw flesh.
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    Well, Tull doesn’t know this, but the moment Erif showed up I thought, hey, the plot blade could remove it! ”I don’t know. Based on the description I heard, it’s a possibility. But I think someone, whoever caused those arachnidishes, was spying here.”
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    Berin took a breath before he was submerged, keeping a tight grip on the beast. If he let go, it didn’t matter that he got air. The beast would kill him. He drove his hand under the eye, attempting to claw it out.
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    Fine. Tull avoided walking into the room, emerging from the vivid daydream. “Okay. I’ll trust your instincts. Let’s listen in, though.”
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    Berin immediately, when he saw it begin to surface, jumped and grabbed onto the back of the creature. Gritting his teeth at the pain, he crawled up the plants on its back to the front of the creature, and drove his elbow into its eye.
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    Tull finds himself in a room, in which a number of people met. It looked as if he had gone through secret passages to get there. They were talking, and didn’t seem to notice him. ”Who is plot? And… 100 pages ago? Who are you guys?” I realized that I misread something.
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    “I’m going to investigate.” Tull followed the voices, preparing himself. so like, he wandered into that meeting discussing the 2 extra plotblades.
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    Tull also ran, and the arachnidishes followed behind them. The monsters diverted before the gate, and Tull ran right through it. Flash. Tull picked himself up, finding himself somewhere unfamiliar. He could hear voices, talking about something called… “plotblades”. He looked around him to see if Erif had followed. hehe.
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    So like these arachnidishes, they’re products of someone being hit by Plot Twists. Tull followed carefully, then stepped further out towards the gate. “They avoid it. Perhaps we can just make a run for it.”
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    Oooh isn’t Erif Nogard’s bro bro? It took me a while. Tull shook it. “I didn’t hear much. Supposedly it has the power to twist chance against the will of the victim. That’s all I know.” Tull stared at the strange gate. “I have to see what is through there.”
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    “I came in search of a mythical weapon. Apparently the man who started the rumor heard about it while in employ here.”
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    “What happened here?” The two were nearer to the castle now, and Tull could see the gate; it was gone. In its place a flat blue light emanated. Tull could see the arachnidishes avoid it, in the distance.
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    #beat92
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