Deimos
before bones, before dirt, before even light
this is who we were
Too focused on the moments, the Sword’s trepidation didn’t return. Instead, it was the same usual calm and composure amidst moments of violence and vitriol, the sort of beckoning horizon he understood the most. All three of them reached and scoured, and he braced himself amidst the rocks, watching as a few tumbled downward, and their assaults never veered from the havoc.this is who we were
With the first ursur stuck, its demise was inevitable. Between Sah’s fire and the Warden’s rampaging ice, the damage, bombardment, and onslaught was simply too much. Without much fight in it, nor health, it succumbed almost instantly to the barrage, leaving its carcass to remain firmly stuck to the spikes.
Noah’s arrows and divine opposition settled into the atmosphere, delivering blow after blow into the third bear. It roared as the pain tore and split and burdened, movements stiff, labored, and barely slinking across the tundra, but gods it wouldn’t cease.
Which meant there was still danger lurking below. The ursurs combined their strength once more and sieged upon the rocks, and more came falling, losing its stability. It would only take one more hit for the hunting party to be in full range of the remaining void creatures – and far more imminent danger.
And then, Sah slipped.
Down, down, down, catching himself halfway between safety and bears.
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Sah and Deimos’ combined efforts have felled Bear One. Its carcass is just vibing.
Noah has hit Ursur Three.
The remaining ursurs have hit the wall again. It can endure one more hit before falling.
Sah has slipped due to the onslaught, and is halfway between safety and the bears.
No post order!
Bear One: 0/200
Bear Two: 344/344
Bear Three: 15/200
this untamable expanse
churning proof that we have always been deep, restless souls
churning proof that we have always been deep, restless souls
