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==(The Birth Of A Warrior)==

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-==(The Birth of a Warrior)==-
Dared Starbreaker journeyed to the North briskly, armed with only a blade and armor. Quickly, he storms through Kralta, climbing the cliff and working his way through the trees. “Oi’m gonna do it..” He mutters, jumping over the oversized tree roots, moving his way to a bridge. “Oi’m gonna do it..” He repeats, crossing the bridge and entering the entrance to the demon’s domain. He trudges along through the snow, pulling his visor down, wiping stray snowflakes coating his helmet and shrouding his vision. Shivering in the cold, he crosses a frozen river, crunching the icy snow underfoot. As he nears the Archway between an Icy Hell and Anthos, a howling wind calls out to him, sending snow and ice at him as if to impede his journey.”Oi’m.. gonna.. do it..” He chants, smashing his way through the wind and the snow until he is under the Archway. The howls of the wind stop abruptly, casting an eerie silence inside of the darkened gateway.
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  A disembodied voice wails softly. “Tuuurrrrnn baaackkk fffrroomm heeerrre…” Dared’s eyes dart back and forth side to side, looking for who could have said it. In the darkness, preying on his nervousness and fear were the spirits of the departed. He quickly draws his sword, the glint of cold steel scrapping against its scabbard, and yells “Show yerself!” The voices seem to whisper to one another in a hushed manner, then stop. Dared quickly strikes a stone with his blade, sparks shooting upwards, casting an orange glow for a brief moment, displaying…. Nothing. Dared exhales, watching his breath form into a frozen white cloud and drift off, letting his sword point lay against the frosty snow on the ground. He removes his helm, ruffling his hair and scattering the snowflakes from it. Placing it back upon his head, Dared continues forward, dragging his sword along the ground. He slowly trudges up the steps, climbing steadily to the top, ignoring the taunts and jeers that the voices began to throw at him again. “Theeeyyyy wiiillll emmmolllatteee yooouuu….” They cry out, wind howling and snow blowing. Reaching the top, Dared glances to the side and gazes in horror. Dozens of people, encased in a thick barrier of ice, frozen in time look up at him, their faces in a permanent picture of terror.
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He steels his nerves, and continues on, heading towards his prey. A roar rings out across the distance, followed by short lived screams. Dared rushes forward, twirling the sword in his hand. Streaks of red splattered across the ground, an icy white mound moving up and down, and the guttural shrieks of being devoured fill his senses. He roars at the beast. ”OOOORRRRAAAAHHH!” and tightens his grip on his weapon as the monster slowly turns around. A Ice Troll is the name of the beast, turning around to face Dared, standing at its full 15 feet height. It tosses the half eaten woman into the snow, her blood spilling out, staining the fresh snow a stomach churning red. It grins down at Dared, its mouth bloodied.
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“Oh my God..” He whispers. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Dared charges at the beast roaring. The Troll replies by lifting a hefty hand to swat at him. Dared, being too quick, dives forward, rolling in the snow underneath the Troll. The beast, not being stupid, lifts a foot, going to squash the little pest, but is met with a sharp blade in the softer part of its foot. With a twist and a yank, Dared removes his blade from the Troll and dashes from under its foot. The Troll slowly turns around to face Dared its face filled with rage. Dared grins crazily at it. “Nae so ‘appy now, are ye?!” He yells, going to charge again at the beast. The Ice Troll swats the blade to the side, flinging Dared into the snow dazed. It chortles with its primitive laughter and gets on all fours, collecting gunk from the back of its mouth, as Dared scrambles to his feet. Dared twirls the blade in his hand once more. “Oh ho ho.. puttin’ up a figh’ are we?!” The Troll spits out the black goop at Dared, who skillfully sidesteps out of the way, watching the area that came into contact with it dissolve. A growl emerges from Dared’s throat as he goes again to charge at the recovering beast. He jumps into the air, swinging his sword at its face. The Troll reels back, screaming and clawing at a deep cut across its face. It falls onto its back, pressing its hand over the wound. Dared takes the chance to jump onto the beast’s belly running towards it’s throat. The troll swats blindly at the dwarf as it goes to stand up, blood smearing its face and clouding its vision. Dared digs his blade into the upper ribs region of the beast, using it as a grip to cling onto the Troll when it stands. With a hearty pull, Dared removes his blade from in-between the monster’s ribs, steadily falling. Dared grins, jamming the blade edge into the front side of the beast’s elbow, locking its joint. The monster cries out in pain unable to decide how to react. Dared heaves himself onto the top of his blade, springing upwards and grabbing onto the beast’s shoulder. He climbs steadily as the beast flails about in pain. He nears the Troll’s head, and it noticed too late. Dared reaches both hands into the Troll’s eye sockets, gripping the organs inside of them tightly. He lunges backwards, ripping out the eyes with a sickening tearing noise. The beast gives one last final roar of defeat, falling onto its back once more. Dared quickly grabs his sword, dislodging it from the Troll’s body, and begins to cut out a human sized chunk of its fur. As the rest of the Troll dissolves into nothingness, the bloodied pelt of the frost troll cut by his own hands, remained. He drapes the fur in a makeshift cloak, laughing madly. rule_of_one_forward_unto_dawn_by_juggern“Oi did it..”
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Shout out to Origin_Lark for roleplaying the Ice Troll, and just generally making the whole thing fun.
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((This is the most glorious second post of all time. Bravo to you, lad.))

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A certain, smelly Goblin is somewhere out in Anthos. Oblivious to what Dared had encountered as he continues to ask poorly put together riddles to his victims.

 

 

((Really enjoyed reading this. Really detailed and glad to see you had an excellent role playing adventure. :3 ))

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((So this is what it looks like when all my emotes are woven into a story! Holy **** it looks good! Glad you enjoyed my trolling  :megustacreepy: ))

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