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Waiting Wizards (Feliciano/DracNos, Invite)
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Post by Feliciano vargas on Jul 16, 2017 6:24:40 GMT
Renaissancemon stood up , and looked over at dracumon, he wandered if what the little vampire digimon suggested would work. However when wizardmon had said that it wouldn't work he could help but feel down about that. He watched however as wizardmon took at lest some of dracumons suggestion and applied it, saying that it will help keep the king together while they traveled on their quest lifted some weight off of Renaissancemons shoulders, they had a little more time. Renaissancemon blinked when wormon called him feli, it didn't bother him because he kinda was feli but not, its a hard concept to explain.
When Adranamon led them to the stables and told them to choose a horse, he quickly glanced over the horses with a critical eye. It was important to choose a steed fit for the rider in his opinion, after all they would need to get along in order to ride together. Just as he almost got to the end of the stables, his silvery eyes landed on a beautiful chestnut colored pelt, he stopped and approached the horse. It had small white patches on its chest and a white tail a main, he looked the horse over and nodded. Renaissancemon gently led the horse over to the rest of the gang in time to see wizardmon summon a horse of his own. Renaissancemons eye twitched as he looked at the horse, that was one flashy horse.
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Post by DracNos on Jul 16, 2017 8:10:28 GMT
His eyes stared, flinching somewhat at the touch, "well, bright side, maybe you'll become like me when ya bite the dust!" he said, to the king, not seeming to mind, and even seeming proud at how Wizardmon used his data. He was inwardly processing how the king allowed the magic when used to his sole benefit, he giggled to himself, as he followed the commander to the stables, "I prefer to ride in even more style, ya know!" he stated, glowing as he digivolved to his champion form, surpassing the horses in bulk and size. The wolf tilted his head, as he glanced about, gaining familiarity with his surroundings, as he was no longer blessed with sight. As he paced, with notably more of a serious nature than his rookie form, Sangloupmon turned, hearing the bard approach, far before he came into view. "Zut alors, you seem to not have a horse, ami. Vien. On me."he said, approaching and crouching down, to permit the bard onto his back, "grab one of my wings, zey are tougher zan zey look." he almost ordered, in a rumbling french accent that obviously came from his chest rather than mouth. "We shall be ze dangerous duo, oui?"
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Post by Dante on Jul 16, 2017 23:33:22 GMT
Everyone had their mount of choice. Renaissancemon had found a stunning chestnut brown and white horse, while Dracumon digivolved to Sangloupmon. Agumon was hesitant but took the wolf's offer. "Yes, okay. Just don't try anything crazy." The bard turns to his mule and pats his head. "I'll see you later, good friend. That is if I make it out of this alive." The mule turns and slowly trots back to the village. As the heroes venture up to the mountains, Agumon "entertains" them by composing an epic poem.
"The heroes traveled by day, and by night. The deadly Black Mountain was in their sight. If we make it alive, then we'll be alright. For Myrganamon will put up quite the fight. With the noble Renaissancemon, and the brave Worm King. We all travel on as I play and sing. Arcanamon wielding her sword and shield, and wolf with teeth so big, they will surely yield. And Dante the rogue, yes he's wearing all leather. And the mage that can float as light as a feather. So heed, wicked sorcerers, we will give you defeat."- "Your song is annoying, let's get something to eat!"
The heroes have finally reached the entrance leading into Black Mountain. "Over there. That cave should lead us to Myrgamon's base." Fortunately, there is a beauty spa for horses nearby, so the horses won't have to wait by the entrance the whole time. Arcanamon enters the cave first, her sword and shield in hand. It starts getting dark, so Wizardmon lights the end of his staff on fire as a torch. After heading into the cave, the path behind them is blocked off by falling rocks. "Well we won't be going back this way."
Eventually they reach a large opening lit up by torches all along the walls. The room is round with several small openings carved into the walls. On the other side is two large iron doors. "Stay on guard." Arcanamon slowly heads towards the door, but suddenly dozens of bandits begin descending down through the openings. They are wearing weak leather and cloth armor, wielding axes, daggers, crossbows, and throwing knives. One of the larger bandits charges towards Arcanamon and swings his ax, but she blocks with her shield and slices his arm with her sword. "Another battle? These goons don't know who they are messing with!" Wormmon digivolves to Stingmon and enters the fray.
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Post by Feliciano vargas on Jul 18, 2017 3:40:31 GMT
As they rode Renaissancemon was mostly occupied with his own thoughts and had tuned the bard a while ago, he was pretty worried about how they were going to beat myrgamon. They were on a time crush and he was sure that the sorceress wasnt going to play fair. He began to try and think of strategies as he rode, wandering if maybe if they could trap her in some way.
Renaissancemon however was snapped out of his thoughts when he had heard arcanamon say that they had arrived, upon arriving they had entered a horse beauty spa, which was oddly convenient and left the horses there to be taken care of while they were in the mountain.
Once they had ventured in to myrgamons layer, Renaissancemon became alert, so it was not a very big surpriseto him when their exit seemed to have been blocked off by falling rocks. It seemed to him that the rouge digimon wanted them to go down this path, which alarmed him, she possibly had a trap set for them. Even if she did they had little choice so he followed his companions deeper in to the cave. It wasn't long before they had eventually reached a very large room, Renaissancemon was inspecting the room from top to bottom with a careful eye, body tense and ready to spring into action. Normally the warrior of hope was laid back, but he was in enemy territory, he watched as arcanamon walked to the door but before she could reach it they were ambushed by bandits.
Renaissancemon immediately sprung into action, he dodged a few bandits who were welding knives, he jumped back and in one swift move unsheathed his fencing swords and went on the offensive, slashing at his opponents who in turn blocked his offensive moves with some difficulty.
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Post by DracNos on Jul 18, 2017 5:22:31 GMT
"So I'm just a wolf with sharp fangs, oui?" he growled, a small smirk on his face, after closely listening to the little poem of his rider. "I frankly feel I'm a tad bit more zan zat." he said, raising his snout in the air, acting all offended.
When they entered the chamber, he decided the rest knew of the ambush, as he could hear the scuffling bandits behind the trapdoors. This form did have some benefits. He. Dropped down low, dropping off BardAgumon, before immediately rushing one bandit with an axe, while he was still descending, causing him to panick and raise his axe, narrowly deflecting Sangloupmon's razor sharp claws, but slamming him back, as well. He stood, among some bandits, growling out some words "I am feeling... Generous, so, monsieurs, which would you prefer? Fleeing now, being torn to ribbons, or having your life essence extracted? Take your time, and choose wisely." he ordered, his head not pointing at any bandit in particular, and he wasn't particularly focusing on any one bandit either.
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Post by Dante on Jul 18, 2017 15:38:45 GMT
The alleged mage slayers had only just arrived, and here they are in another medieval melee. Despite a big bad wolf taunting them, the bandits refused to back down. One could only wonder why common thieves and lowlifes would show such loyalty to the high sorceress. Apparently some Digimon in this strange land look and act like humans. This time the numbers are not in their favor. Everyone found themselves fending off at least two at a time. Arcanamon takes a defensive stance in front of Dante and the bard, giving them cover from the bandits.
Stingmon has plenty of room to fly around. He dashes around in the air, firing off energy blasts at mid range. He charges towards a bandit approaching Arcanamon from the side and bashes into them with his elbow. Another approaches the Worm King, but he turns around and lands a back kick to the chest. Archers begin firing arrows into the room. Two arrows enchanted with hexes hit Stingmon in the chest. Arcanamon takes cover behind her shield. Wizardmon unleashes a wave of roaring flames, pushing back the bandits momentarily.
A bandit dual wielding axes approaches Dante from the side. Wielding only a short sword, Dante engages the bandit, parrying his strikes and keeping distance. He doesn't have nearly the skill of Renaissancemon, but is no stranger to swordplay. Stingmon flies closer and fires a moon cannon, bringing the bandit down. Stingmon starts feeling the effects of the hexes, slowing down, energy depleting. After that last blast, his energy cannon won't fire for now. "Dante... I don't feel so good." "Hang in there, buddy. A couple silly hexes can't stop you."
Another wave of arrows from the archers. Then more bandits join the fray. Pretty soon Wizardmon and Arcanamon are back to back fighting off bandits. Arcanamon knocks the dagger out of a bandit's hand and bashes him with her shield. Wizardmon holds out his hand and fires a chilling ice blast, freezing two more. The unlikely allies trade places, and Arcanamon slices into one with her sword and one with her shield, shattering the goons. A hexed arrow flies towards Wizardmon, but the sorcerer utters a spell and the arrow stops in midair in front of his face. Wizardmon turns the arrow around and blows black smoke on it, then sends it flying back at the archer. Judging by the scream, it hit its target, before igniting in a huge explosion, taking out several of the archers.
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Post by Feliciano vargas on Jul 19, 2017 6:26:33 GMT
Renaissancemon bit his lip, originally he was fighting off two bandits but now three more had decided to join the fight. All in all because of the numbers he was on the defensive, and soon he would not be able to defend himself from so many.
He clicked his tong and with a final swipe, and graceful kick he back flipped a few feet away before crossing his swords causing them to glow. He peaked one eye out from his hat and smirked " X-Slash!" he made a slash motion casuing the attack to rush at the bandits. The bandits in turn tried to out run the attack but were hit just as they turned around. Renaissancemon watched in satisfaction as the digimon were sent flying and slammed into a wall knocking them out. With a huff, he turned his attention to the many more bandits they had to defeat, he sighed "five down........many more to go" he said as he dove right back into battle this time aiming to help sangloupmon. He sheathed the sword in his left hand, and jumped in between langloupmon and the bandits that were behind his fluffy friend.
Renaissancemon charged up his left had and aimed at the nearest bandits " Holy Beam!" a beam of yellow energy gathered around his hand and shot forward towards the bandits.
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Post by DracNos on Jul 19, 2017 18:02:44 GMT
Despite his tough talk, he felt something was different with these bandit digimon. Were they even digimon? If they were something else, if he destroyed them or sucked out their essence, there was a chance they would actually be gone forever, and he didn't really enjoy that, as, usually, even when you kill a mon, they end up back in the garden of beginnings, no permanent harm done. Either way, the Bandits charged at Sangloupmon, heedless of his warning. He cracked his neck, before his body turned pitch-black, and he rushed past one bandit, causing him to collapse from the wound on his side, before he slammed his claws on the ground, slowing his momentum and sending sparks flying with his impact. He then leaped into the air, spinning, "Sticker Blade!" he growled, firing curved edges towards the other bandits, either scattering them or damaging those too slow to dodge. Renaissancemon's light beam caught them by surprise, as well. Sangloupmon had an instinctive draw to shadows, despite being unable to actually see them. Conversely, he was also able to detect a heavy lack of shadows, and snarled, for a moment, at the holy energy, before realizing it's source and intent, "Désolé, Renaissancemon, my error." he apologized, briefly, before turning back to the bandits, landing next to the warrior of hope.
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Post by Dante on Jul 20, 2017 6:04:31 GMT
Even against overwhelming odds, the combined strength of the heroes was more than enough to take out a hoard of bandits. It even provided some interesting combinations. The knight commander fighting back to back with a mage, and the clash of light and darkness between two of Dante's old friends. Some cultures believe that comradery is forged through battle, well there's definitely a bond made when you're owning wave after wave of these dirty smelly bandits. The heroes fight on until every last bandit has fallen.
Stingmon collapses from exhaustion, kneeling down and devolving back to Wormmon. The hexes have taken their toll. "Ohhowhoah, need.. cheese... burgers." Wormmon is not the only one feeling fatigued. Wizardmon stops floating and lowers to the ground. (Thinking) "Goddess, it's been awhile since I've been in a battle that fierce. I think I like it better watching from the sidelines." Arcanamon sheaths her sword and puts her shield on her back. "Well that was, intense. I've encountered bandits while on patrol, but never seen so many at once! I never would have suspected this many working together."
Arcanamon walks over to Wormmon. She takes out a fur covered canteen and starts chanting, reciting a prayer to bless the water. "Here, drink this. The divine power will restore the health of anyone who serves the light." Wormmon takes the canteen and guzzles down lots of water. Within time the Worm King will recover. "Ahh, much better. Thanks, commander!" Wizardmon gives a disapproving glare. "Of course. Someone who denounces magic, but uses it for their own gain." "My powers are righteous and pure! Don't ever compare the light to your shady witchcraft again!" "All I'm saying is you persecute my kind for sorcery, yet you have your own powers that could be considered magic. What makes my magic so bad when just about every Digimon ever has their own source of power?"
Dante is conflicted. Wizardmon makes some good points. Why is magic outlawed, when any Digimon in Rabbilot could cause trouble? Oh, so a raging Greymon nova blasting peasants is okay, but using magic isn't? Actually, they probably wouldn't like the former either. Arcanamon looks like she's about to ferociously turn Wizardmon inside out, but controls her emotions. "I realize that you are outsiders, so I shall choose to tolerate your ignorance. There's an tremendous difference between a Digimon using their powers, and a sorcerer using magic for evil. Families, burned alive... controlling the minds of others... some things are too powerful to be left in the hands of Digimon." "The only one controlling minds right now is King Terriermon, and he's also the one burning my kind to death. I shall not speak out of turn again, commander. I believe I have made my point."
Tensions have almost hit the boiling point. Could these two keep it together, or would their different beliefs hinder the group? Arcanamon examines some of the bandit corpses. "That's strange... these two bare the insignia of the Blood Ravens, yet this one here is an assassin for the Blackhawks. Those two gangs have been fighting for control of the criminal underworld for years. What would they possibly have to gain fighting together for the high sorceress?" Suddenly the door on the other side of the room opens. A voice can be heard, someone is walking down the steps. "Perhaps I can explain that." One of the hackers comes walking down, wearing dark silver plate armor with black chainmail and leather underneath. He takes off his mask and reveals himself. The hacker has short dark brown hair, a trimmed goatee, pudgy nose, and a scar below his left eye. Dante recognizes him from his college campus. Arcanamon draws her sword and points it at the hacker. "Draw your blade, or be struck down now!" The hacker gently brushes her sword to the side. "You're not the one calling the shots now."
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Post by Feliciano vargas on Jul 21, 2017 6:42:15 GMT
Renaissancemon smiled at the wolf looking digimon, "sorry I should have said something amigo, there is no need to apologize" He said as he clashed swords with another bandit, he easily deflected the sword and kicked the bandit in the stomach throwing him back and hitting three more bandits that were charging at them.
He didn't know how they managed to survive the sheer number of bandits, some how they did. Renaissancemon sighed and rejoined the group and watched with a frown as arcanamon and wizerdmon argued, he frowned, they both had pretty good points but he had to take wizardmons side. As the tenstion grew, Renaissancemon began to debat if he should let feli take care of this, his human counterpart was pretty good at relieving tension. However before he could burst into data a new enemy arrived on the scene, he immediately drew his swords as the hacker came closer. Body tense and ready to attack if he tried anything shady. He became more alertwhen the hacker approached arcanamon, he knew she could defend herself but he wasnt about to fail the king a second time.
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Post by DracNos on Jul 22, 2017 23:45:11 GMT
Sangloupmon, deciding they were in fact digimon, had started biting amd draining the bandits of their life force, to the extent and ferocity that wounds healed quickly, and by the time the fight was over, he had stamina to spare, and stared around the room,huffing. He glanced towards Arcanamon as she offered the liquid, "tell me, are you trying to poison moi? Have you no clue what holy liquid does to vampires?" he growled, lowly, as he turned away from the bottle, in a huff "I will stay to my shadows, merci beaucoup." he quieted down, allowing Wizardmon to speak, and laughed, a deep guttural laugh at Arcanamon's fierce response, amused at the scenario, "I will make a guess, you lost someone to dark magic, oui?" he asked, his head turned in their general direction, "I am sorry, I just find it... Amusing that you fear magic, rather than the ferocity of a demon beast, or the monstrous abilities other monsters, trust me, I know several worse fates than meeting a user of dark magic. Such as: being pulled into a dark void that pulverizes you down to the smallest scraps. Magic is powerful, but is not what you should fear above all else." he explained, his wolfish grin plastering his expression. He lied dowm on the ground, allowing the Hacker to speak, and tilting his head to the hacker's statement, "I will make another guess. This was all a trap, yes?"
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Post by Dante on Jul 23, 2017 21:31:24 GMT
The hacker clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth three times in disapproval, shaking his head. "Put down your weapons, I'd prefer it if we just talked. What would I have to gain from fighting you?" Arcanamon looks at the hacker for a moment, hesitates, but then lowers her sword. "Very well. Speak." The hacker flashes a light smirk, acting confident. "My name is Gram. My friends and I are very talented hackers. We may be friends, but the others are not as, determined, as I am. Tell me, why do you alleged mage slayers support that foolish King?" Gram looks right at Wizardmon. "You even have a sorcerer among you. What could be so powerful as to influence a mage to turn on his own kind, hmmmm?"
Dante steps forward to speak, but Wizardmon puts his staff in front of him. "I believe I can speak for myself. Yes, I have magic, as you have your talents, but I do not choose to use them for evil, or personal gain." "Ahem! Don't start acting like one of the good guys, now. You've been up to nothing but trouble and tomfoolery! Don't think I'll forget what you have done, what you did to Leomon." "That is different, young Palladino. I don't expect you to understand, but there is a far greater purpose behind it all. Now then, we don't need you leading us down a rabbit trail, let's return to the task at hand."
Arcanamon walks over to Wizardmon and Dante. "I've never been accepting of those who practice magic, but I can tell there is something unique about you, sorcerer, something odd. Yes, I have lost someone to magic, and I know the damage it can do. But I do not approve of the way my father deals with your kind. However, as harsh as it is to eradicate mages, sometimes you have to do horrible things to prevent a greater evil." Wizardmon nods in understanding. "That, I can agree with you on. However, your father's enemies have no such morals. They hunt, steal, and kill for their own selfishness."
Gram laughs. "Is this where I'm supposed to feel bad? It doesn't matter where we are, in our world... in the Digital world, even all the way here in Rabbilot... life is dog eat dog. You're either the hunter, or the hunted." "That's the cliché you use to justify yourself?! You think it's okay to do bad things because other people do it?!" "I know you do not understand. You are a waste, Dante... lazy and apathetic. Yet somehow your group is quite powerful indeed, and Myrgamon would like you to join our forces. I realize that some of you may not be so easy to sway." Gram looks over at Renaissancemon. It would take quite the silver tongue to convince him to ally with these ne'er-do-wells.
"Don't waste your breath. You're gonna get what's coming to you. So is this just one big set up? This is your trap?" "The land of Rabbilot was peaceful until your kind started working for the high sorceress. What do you have to gain?" "Isn't it obvious? Power. A while back, Sorcerimon came to us with an offer we couldn't refuse, and an alliance was formed. With her powers, we will able to break into places and take what we wanted. We hit up several businesses, downloading what data we could and torching the joint. We can send multimillion dollar companies into bankruptcy. With our hacking, and magic combined, no world is safe from us!" "So it's not just Rabbilot Myrgamon has set her sights on. She won't stop until her power and influence knows no bounds. I knew my wife had gotten into something terrible."
"The die has been cast. Our offer still stands. Slay the knight commander, and join us in taking over. You don't have to make up your minds now. My friends have a... game, that they wish to play. Follow me if you want to continue on with your fool's errand for a dying hare." Gram turns and walks back through the door, heading up the stairs. Arcanamon looks down, and tightens her fist. "That bastard... I don't have time for games." The commander turns to Wizardmon. "Now do you see why mages should not be left to their own devices? Power corrupts, more so than the most ferocious beast."
"Maybe we are playing for the wrong side. We know next to nothing about this land. Maybe we have become a tyrant's right hand without knowing it?" "Maybe, but that doesn't excuse the actions of my fellow mages. After we eliminate the threat, you guys can bicker on and on about magic and morals." "You're not even the least bit tempted by Myrgamon's offer?" "Power, fame, fortune, these things mean nothing to me, Dante. You might as well pour sand into my hands. Let's continue on." "Hmm, alright. Hey Stingmon, let's get moving. Ugh, Stingmon?" "Zzz... zzz... -Oh what? What's going on? Sorry, you guys were just droning on, and on, I started dozing off." "Yes, enough chit chat. Let's carry on then."
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Post by Feliciano vargas on Jul 25, 2017 3:26:57 GMT
Renaissancemon watched the hacker now introduced as gram speak. he had a point at the moment they didnt have a reason to be fighting. Renaissancemon glared at the hacker before straightening up and sheathed one sword, the other was ready in case he lashed out with out warning.
He narrowed his as gram spoke and sent a heated glare at the hacker when he mentioned that he would try and convince them all to join their side. "me and my counter part would much rather be deleted, then join you dishonorable cowards" he hissed out, every word laced with venom, such anger coming from the normally cool headed, smooth and relaxed digimon was surprising. When the hacker finally left, he began to relax and rejoined his friends again. Renaissancemon watched as wizardmon and arcanamon began to argue again, however this time it seemed to quickly end.
"yes let us continue on our quest we don't have much time to argue" he said agreeing with dante.
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Post by DracNos on Jul 25, 2017 5:25:24 GMT
Sangloupmon yawned, "zen you are just anozzer group of power-hungry idiots." shaking his head, "you do realize zat zere are millions more like you. Zat sink zey are ze strongest. You have nothing thousands more cannot provide." he sighed, "I had hoped you would bring somezing more... Unique, I suppose." he shook his head, causing the bat wings covering where his eyes should be, causing them to flap, momentarily, before settling back in place. As the boring hacker strolled further, he turned to Arcanamon, "Hackers are a little different zan sorcerers." he commented, strolling past her, following after the Gram's scent. "Funny what a bunch of nerds with no life can do."
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Post by Dante on Jul 25, 2017 21:28:25 GMT
It was clear that the heroes are not a fan of these hackers. Any talks of an alliance would fall on deaf ears. The gang continues onward, going through the door and up the stairs. They reach a small room that looks modern in appearance, unlike anything they have seen in Rabbilot. It looks like a locker room, and there are several large boxes neatly organized. On the right side wall their are two large windows, but it is too dark to see what's outside. Dante opens up a box and looks inside. "What the? Roller blades?" Gram appears from around the corner.
"That is correct. In order to continue on, you'll need to beat three of us at our own game. Think of it as a combination of roller blading and soccer." Gram sits down on a bench and leans back, waiting for the heroes. Dante puts on a pair of black and red inline skates. Stingmon devolves back to Wormmon and activates his holo suit. Willow puts on some skates, but quickly falls over. "Oww! This is so hard, you guys." "Something tells me that you might not be coordinated enough for roller blading." "Fine, I'll sit this one out."
Willow deactivates the holosuit and goes back to his squishy Wormmon self. Arcanamon just stands there with her arms crossed. "What's the matter, commander? Are your feet too big?" "I refuse to be part of these shenanigans. If Myrgamon wasn't a coward, than she would face me one on one. But no, she has to rely on a squad of weaklings to do her dirty work." "I'm also going to sit this one out. Skating is not really my thing." "I guess when you can float, teleport, and levitate objects, you're too lazy to use your legs." Everyone finishes getting ready. "The game is about to start."
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