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Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2006 2:39 pm
The lone nomad has finally reached the desert again. A place that is similar in physical features to Tantari Desert, but far different as far as anything else goes. He wonders if he'll find what he's been looking for. He doubts very much that he'll be interested in joining the Red Crusaders, but he was intrigued to find out just what the unknown group's motives were. For all he knew, they could be in line with his enemies.
As he walks further away from the cave he entered from, he begins to feel tired. Blank knows that if he drops his guard and sleeps in the middle of the desert, he will perish. But he had never felt such a heavy weight dragging his feet. Finally, he collapses into sand and slumber, and his dreams begin to take shape his in his mind.
He awakens to find the "desert" devoid of sand, there is no sign of the coarse material anywhere. The sky has become a piercing shadow of crimson and black, the image of death. Strange monsters surround him, and with fangs bared, advance on him. Blank tries to yell out for help, but finds himself dumbed and unable to move in the slightest. At the rear of the horde, a man appears. His red hair is messy and ravaged, his face scarred, and his clothing tattered. In an instant, the man's entire body transforms into a gargantous boar-like creature, reminding Blank of the Moblins that had reared him. The epitome of evil and savage, murderous hatred.
A scream escapes Blank's mouth, and at that moment he knows he is doomed. In a flash his pillaging childhood and dreaded upbringing plays throughout his mind, each bad memory stabbing him repeatedly in the heart and head.
Suddenly, he is struck and forced awake to find that it had been a dream. No, a nightmare. Blank decides to carry on, but he is still numb with fear.
As he walks further away from the cave he entered from, he begins to feel tired. Blank knows that if he drops his guard and sleeps in the middle of the desert, he will perish. But he had never felt such a heavy weight dragging his feet. Finally, he collapses into sand and slumber, and his dreams begin to take shape his in his mind.
He awakens to find the "desert" devoid of sand, there is no sign of the coarse material anywhere. The sky has become a piercing shadow of crimson and black, the image of death. Strange monsters surround him, and with fangs bared, advance on him. Blank tries to yell out for help, but finds himself dumbed and unable to move in the slightest. At the rear of the horde, a man appears. His red hair is messy and ravaged, his face scarred, and his clothing tattered. In an instant, the man's entire body transforms into a gargantous boar-like creature, reminding Blank of the Moblins that had reared him. The epitome of evil and savage, murderous hatred.
A scream escapes Blank's mouth, and at that moment he knows he is doomed. In a flash his pillaging childhood and dreaded upbringing plays throughout his mind, each bad memory stabbing him repeatedly in the heart and head.
Suddenly, he is struck and forced awake to find that it had been a dream. No, a nightmare. Blank decides to carry on, but he is still numb with fear.
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A Collection of Profiles
Blank
Str :6 Def :17 Agi :4 Int :4 Spi : 1
Physical Damage Escape Rate : 17 + 2 (DEF + Agi) = 19
Spl :12 HP :51
Willpower :9
1H Deku Sword DMG : 5 + 6(Str) = 11
Dual Wield DMG [1H Deku Sword] : 11(1H Deku Sword DMG) X 2(L3 Dual Wield) = 22
FIRE DMG : 10 + 4 + 1 (Level + INT+ Grunt Base) = 15
A Collection of Profiles
Blank
Str :6 Def :17 Agi :4 Int :4 Spi : 1
Physical Damage Escape Rate : 17 + 2 (DEF + Agi) = 19
Spl :12 HP :51
Willpower :9
1H Deku Sword DMG : 5 + 6(Str) = 11
Dual Wield DMG [1H Deku Sword] : 11(1H Deku Sword DMG) X 2(L3 Dual Wield) = 22
FIRE DMG : 10 + 4 + 1 (Level + INT+ Grunt Base) = 15