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4/4/2020 5:52:27 PM
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[i]Out of the woods walked a care-free man in a simple leather jerkin with an attached hood. He had a few small knives visible, but no other weapons. He looked almost unprepared, but Luck was raring to go.[/i]
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[i]You arrive to find most of the village outskirts have been overrun, and the survivors are fortifying main street. A river cuts around the town, and a few guards are guarding the two bridges. They don't seem very well equipped to defend from the hundreds of zombies headed their way. Vessel and Blaze have each gone to help a bridge, and Dally is helping to fortify main street.[/i]
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[i]Luck moves for the main road, hoping to cut off the largest influx of... zombies.[/i]
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[i]Undead seem to come from the woods behind town, and the masses retreat from the bridges. You arrive at the main road to find barricades being erected and weapons being sharpened.[/i]
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Edited by Sylver: 4/4/2020 6:40:56 PM[i]Luck doesn’t talk to folks around him, doesn’t have too much to saaaaaay. Instead, anticipating the eventual onslaught, he, quite bizarrely, throws his knives into the air, where they seem to fly up and up, never to stop.[/i]
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[i]The guards are confused, and back away, fearing the knives coming down on their heads.[/i]
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[i]Luck takes a seat and waits for any coming attack, whistling.[/i]
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[i]The guards are confused, and stay away from Luck.[/i]
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[i]The knives don’t seem to fall down, leastways not yet. In fact, they’ve flown so high they can’t be seen.[/i]
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[i]The guards keep their distance, and cheer on the heroes doing battle.[/i]
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[spoiler]Luck is waiting for the zombies to attack the fortifications, if at all. Otherwise he’s waiting to spot a horde to attack.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]The final phase will assault the village, shouldn't be long![/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Got it.[/spoiler] [i]Luck awaits.[/i]
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[i]The fog around the village turns from a thick grey to a swirling green as the last zombie falls.[/i]
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[i]Ominous. Luck doubted it was over. So far, it had been an ideal adventure—all glory and few casualties. Rarely was an adventure so ideal.[/i]
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[i]Laughing begins to echo around as the green fog brightens.[/i]
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[i]Luck sits upright and stares into the mist.[/i]
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[spoiler]Boss battle has been marked as answer[/spoiler]
