[Birthweek 2016] S.O.S: Story Of Sorts (a writing continuation game).

[Dionysos]

The idea for this competition was suggested and planned by @soulcorruptor.

S.O.S: Story Of Sorts
(a writing continuation game).

​

Not all moogles are happy, friendly creatures. Some moogles are naughty, mischievous little imps! Fed up with the hype of FFF’s 10 year anniversary, some of the meddling sort of moogle have decided to lock the FFF community in the library (a physical manifestation of the forum itself)!

Look out, FFF members! The moogles have summoned a Demon Wall. It is steadily edging closer and closer, on course to squash all of the creative juices out of us and turn us into 2-dimensional splats on the wall of obscurity. We’re better than this! We can placate this monster by throwing lines of creativity at it, creating a story!

What better place to write a story than the library, surrounded by shelves filled with books on FFF’s history, memes, and the biographies of member-created characters. You should not be short of inspiration.


What you do:

1. We are tasked with writing a continuous story, and anybody may enter.
2. Each person can add 2-3 sentences at a time to the story.
3. The characters you introduce can be: based on yourselves (or your usernames – your online personas), FFXIV characters, forum RP characters (your own original creations only, unless you get the permission of the character owner), or you can create a new, original character bio for this story.
4. You can control characters which other people have introduced just as long as you don't kill off ones that don't belong to you.
5. The plot of the story can be flexible, but the narrative has to flow. The Demon Wall thrives on disjointed plotlines and bite-sized, unfinished stories. We want to create a continuous story and feed it to the Demon Wall with the intention of choking the foul beast!
6. Keep discussion in this thread to a minimum and do not derail the thread. All posts must contain an addition to the story, but a comment or two in parentheses is okay. If you wish to explain the introduction of a character (or add a bio, which is optional) then please place this in spoiler tags to keep the thread looking neat.

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Prizes and deadlines:

• The last person to post a qualifying entry will receive 5 BWP
• The second to last person will receive 3 BWP
• The third to last person will receive 2 BWP
• Everyone who contributes at least one line to the story before the end date gets 1 BWP + 10 Gil for participating (per-user, not per-post).
• The deadline for the story shall be June 29th at 00.00 GMT. The story will then be rounded up and the winners shall be calculated.

Keep working on the story or we’ll all get squashed! Have fun!

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Continue the story…

The explosion was deafening as the crystal shattered and sprayed Timmy the Turtle with sparkling shards. Timmy gulped, shivered, and sweated inside his shell, cowering in fear of what they had done and the consequences everyone shall now face. When his courage was restored, Timmy cautiously poked his head out of his shell to survey his surroundings...

 

[Soulcorruptor]

The explosion was deafening as the crystal shattered and sprayed Timmy the Turtle with sparkling shards. Timmy gulped, shivered, and sweated inside his shell, cowering in fear of what they had done and the consequences everyone shall now face. When his courage was restored, Timmy cautiously poked his head out of his shell to survey his surroundings...What he saw was nothing but a scene of devastation in terms of the environment, tress bent all over the place, a section of the mountain missing, and a smoking crater with some crystal shard where the crystal once stood. Luckily there were survivors to the explosion as well, once such one was Agi, a 5''6' tall female human dressed in a shine priestess garb, with long mid length black hair. She was coming to pray at the crystal today to receive a bless for her shrine, upon the crystals explosion however she noticed something wrong with her, she noticed her hands were trembling with fire and electricity as well as having some explicit desire to drink now.

 

[Dionysos]

(I've put my added section in a different colour to make it easier for people to follow).

The explosion was deafening as the crystal shattered and sprayed Timmy the Turtle with sparkling shards. Timmy gulped, shivered, and sweated inside his shell, cowering in fear of what they had done and the consequences everyone shall now face. When his courage was restored, Timmy cautiously poked his head out of his shell to survey his surroundings...What he saw was nothing but a scene of devastation in terms of the environment, tress bent all over the place, a section of the mountain missing, and a smoking crater with some crystal shard where the crystal once stood. Luckily there were survivors to the explosion as well, once such one was Agi, a 5''6' tall female human dressed in a shine priestess garb, with long mid length black hair. She was coming to pray at the crystal today to receive a bless for her shrine, upon the crystals explosion however she noticed something wrong with her, she noticed her hands were trembling with fire and electricity as well as having some explicit desire to drink now.

“Arrrr! Your goddamn gourd is squashing me! I can’t feel me legs!” yelled Polyphemos Bromios, after freeing his head and torso from rubble by mimicking swimming motions with his arms.

The wine-loving pirate was used to the sensation of feeling 'legless' as a result of a good drink, but his experience with Agi's gourd was a little too literal for his liking.

“At least spin the blasted thing round so it can pour down me hatch, arrr!”

Spoiler

For those of you who had a lucky escape and never met my FFXIV character, here is Polyphemos Bromios:

 

[Linnaete]

The explosion was deafening as the crystal shattered and sprayed Timmy the Turtle with sparkling shards. Timmy gulped, shivered, and sweated inside his shell, cowering in fear of what they had done and the consequences everyone shall now face. When his courage was restored, Timmy cautiously poked his head out of his shell to survey his surroundings...What he saw was nothing but a scene of devastation in terms of the environment, tress bent all over the place, a section of the mountain missing, and a smoking crater with some crystal shard where the crystal once stood. Luckily there were survivors to the explosion as well, once such one was Agi, a 5''6' tall female human dressed in a shine priestess garb, with long mid length black hair. She was coming to pray at the crystal today to receive a bless for her shrine, upon the crystals explosion however she noticed something wrong with her, she noticed her hands were trembling with fire and electricity as well as having some explicit desire to drink now.

“Arrrr! Your goddamn gourd is squashing me! I can’t feel me legs!” yelled Polyphemos Bromios, after freeing his head and torso from rubble by mimicking swimming motions with his arms.

The wine-loving pirate was used to the sensation of feeling 'legless' as a result of a good drink, but his experience with Agi's gourd was a little too literal for his liking.

“At least spin the blasted thing round so it can pour down me hatch, arrr!”

"Unbelievable," came the muffled voice of a man from underneath rubble, "I came to be wowed by the biggest crystal ever - I wanted to buy it and put it on my tower, but then this happens - I have many friends with great big towers of their own, but the massive crystal on my tower would have easily made it the most luxurious and the biggest tower there is."

The source of the voice then promptly rose from his earthen prison, ejecting the dust, soil, rubble and crystal pieces, finding his feet and proudly standing up, his curious blonde head ferret glistening in the summer's sunlight, laced with tiny shards of crystal.

Legends state this man (the Drumpf) was worth more than ten billion Gil; his coffers grew to the alleged size it was now because he would buy up all the scarce housing estate in the world that would otherwise have gone to hard-working and modest adventurers, and turn them into either towers or Chocobo racing courses.

 

[Paddy McGee]

The explosion was deafening as the crystal shattered and sprayed Timmy the Turtle with sparkling shards. Timmy gulped, shivered, and sweated inside his shell, cowering in fear of what they had done and the consequences everyone shall now face. When his courage was restored, Timmy cautiously poked his head out of his shell to survey his surroundings...What he saw was nothing but a scene of devastation in terms of the environment, tress bent all over the place, a section of the mountain missing, and a smoking crater with some crystal shard where the crystal once stood. Luckily there were survivors to the explosion as well, once such one was Agi, a 5''6' tall female human dressed in a shine priestess garb, with long mid length black hair. She was coming to pray at the crystal today to receive a bless for her shrine, upon the crystals explosion however she noticed something wrong with her, she noticed her hands were trembling with fire and electricity as well as having some explicit desire to drink now.

“Arrrr! Your goddamn gourd is squashing me! I can’t feel me legs!” yelled Polyphemos Bromios, after freeing his head and torso from rubble by mimicking swimming motions with his arms.

The wine-loving pirate was used to the sensation of feeling 'legless' as a result of a good drink, but his experience with Agi's gourd was a little too literal for his liking.

“At least spin the blasted thing round so it can pour down me hatch, arrr!”

"Unbelievable," came the muffled voice of a man from underneath rubble, "I came to be wowed by the biggest crystal ever - I wanted to buy it and put it on my tower, but then this happens - I have many friends with great big towers of their own, but the massive crystal on my tower would have easily made it the most luxurious and the biggest tower there is."

The source of the voice then promptly rose from his earthen prison, ejecting the dust, soil, rubble and crystal pieces, finding his feet and proudly standing up, his curious blonde head ferret glistening in the summer's sunlight, laced with tiny shards of crystal.

Legends state this man (the Drumpf) was worth more than ten billion Gil; his coffers grew to the alleged size it was now because he would buy up all the scarce housing estate in the world that would otherwise have gone to hard-working and modest adventurers, and turn them into either towers or Chocobo racing courses.

Overlooking from a strangely placed hilltop was a man dressed in... white? He wore the strangest white suit, with the oddest string tie- the strong scented, delightful smell of fried chicken emanated from the stand behind him.

This was when the face of the white-knight was revealed: he was old, with balding white hair. On his face he wore the nerdiest spectacles, on his cart, his proud sign displayed "Socialist Fried Chicken", behind his lay his platoon- 10 men, with the most hipster of beards and most douchéy of glasses, and 10 women, all of whom wore bright neon colours in their hair and piercings aplenty.

It was them- the fabled Bernie Brigade- and their leader: the legendary COLONEL (Bernie) SANDERS!!!

 

[Soulcorruptor]

The explosion was deafening as the crystal shattered and sprayed Timmy the Turtle with sparkling shards. Timmy gulped, shivered, and sweated inside his shell, cowering in fear of what they had done and the consequences everyone shall now face. When his courage was restored, Timmy cautiously poked his head out of his shell to survey his surroundings...What he saw was nothing but a scene of devastation in terms of the environment, tress bent all over the place, a section of the mountain missing, and a smoking crater with some crystal shard where the crystal once stood. Luckily there were survivors to the explosion as well, once such one was Agi, a 5''6' tall female human dressed in a shine priestess garb, with long mid length black hair. She was coming to pray at the crystal today to receive a bless for her shrine, upon the crystals explosion however she noticed something wrong with her, she noticed her hands were trembling with fire and electricity as well as having some explicit desire to drink now.

“Arrrr! Your goddamn gourd is squashing me! I can’t feel me legs!” yelled Polyphemos Bromios, after freeing his head and torso from rubble by mimicking swimming motions with his arms.

The wine-loving pirate was used to the sensation of feeling 'legless' as a result of a good drink, but his experience with Agi's gourd was a little too literal for his liking.

“At least spin the blasted thing round so it can pour down me hatch, arrr!”

"Unbelievable," came the muffled voice of a man from underneath rubble, "I came to be wowed by the biggest crystal ever - I wanted to buy it and put it on my tower, but then this happens - I have many friends with great big towers of their own, but the massive crystal on my tower would have easily made it the most luxurious and the biggest tower there is."

The source of the voice then promptly rose from his earthen prison, ejecting the dust, soil, rubble and crystal pieces, finding his feet and proudly standing up, his curious blonde head ferret glistening in the summer's sunlight, laced with tiny shards of crystal.

Legends state this man (the Drumpf) was worth more than ten billion Gil; his coffers grew to the alleged size it was now because he would buy up all the scarce housing estate in the world that would otherwise have gone to hard-working and modest adventurers, and turn them into either towers or Chocobo racing courses.

Overlooking from a strangely placed hilltop was a man dressed in... white? He wore the strangest white suit, with the oddest string tie- the strong scented, delightful smell of fried chicken emanated from the stand behind him.

This was when the face of the white-knight was revealed: he was old, with balding white hair. On his face he wore the nerdiest spectacles, on his cart, his proud sign displayed "Socialist Fried Chicken", behind his lay his platoon- 10 men, with the most hipster of beards and most douchéy of glasses, and 10 women, all of whom wore bright neon colours in their hair and piercings aplenty.

It was them- the fabled Bernie Brigade- and their leader: the legendary COLONEL (Bernie) SANDERS!!!

Agi looked down at the bizarre creature beneath her, more curious to her was how her ceremonial gourd which was left at home today also found it's way on her back all of a sudden, and from the weight of it filled none the less. Not wanting to harm this humanoid creature below her gourd any further she got up but instead of complying with his request to turn her gourd around and let him drink, she drank from it herself only to find that the bizarre fire and lightning that was at her fingertips finally seemed to die down. Feeling ashamed of drinking the ceremonial drink she wondered why this made what seemed like magic disappear from her finger tips, though it soon vanished as she found herself wishing she could use some fire now as it returned to her fingertips, for a most tantalizing smell hit her nostrils, it was the smell of fried chicken.

 

[Linnaete]

The explosion was deafening as the crystal shattered and sprayed Timmy the Turtle with sparkling shards. Timmy gulped, shivered, and sweated inside his shell, cowering in fear of what they had done and the consequences everyone shall now face. When his courage was restored, Timmy cautiously poked his head out of his shell to survey his surroundings...What he saw was nothing but a scene of devastation in terms of the environment, tress bent all over the place, a section of the mountain missing, and a smoking crater with some crystal shard where the crystal once stood. Luckily there were survivors to the explosion as well, once such one was Agi, a 5''6' tall female human dressed in a shine priestess garb, with long mid length black hair. She was coming to pray at the crystal today to receive a bless for her shrine, upon the crystals explosion however she noticed something wrong with her, she noticed her hands were trembling with fire and electricity as well as having some explicit desire to drink now.

“Arrrr! Your goddamn gourd is squashing me! I can’t feel me legs!” yelled Polyphemos Bromios, after freeing his head and torso from rubble by mimicking swimming motions with his arms.

The wine-loving pirate was used to the sensation of feeling 'legless' as a result of a good drink, but his experience with Agi's gourd was a little too literal for his liking.

“At least spin the blasted thing round so it can pour down me hatch, arrr!”

"Unbelievable," came the muffled voice of a man from underneath rubble, "I came to be wowed by the biggest crystal ever - I wanted to buy it and put it on my tower, but then this happens - I have many friends with great big towers of their own, but the massive crystal on my tower would have easily made it the most luxurious and the biggest tower there is."

The source of the voice then promptly rose from his earthen prison, ejecting the dust, soil, rubble and crystal pieces, finding his feet and proudly standing up, his curious blonde head ferret glistening in the summer's sunlight, laced with tiny shards of crystal.

Legends state this man (the Drumpf) was worth more than ten billion Gil; his coffers grew to the alleged size it was now because he would buy up all the scarce housing estate in the world that would otherwise have gone to hard-working and modest adventurers, and turn them into either towers or Chocobo racing courses.

Overlooking from a strangely placed hilltop was a man dressed in... white? He wore the strangest white suit, with the oddest string tie- the strong scented, delightful smell of fried chicken emanated from the stand behind him.

This was when the face of the white-knight was revealed: he was old, with balding white hair. On his face he wore the nerdiest spectacles, on his cart, his proud sign displayed "Socialist Fried Chicken", behind his lay his platoon- 10 men, with the most hipster of beards and most douchéy of glasses, and 10 women, all of whom wore bright neon colours in their hair and piercings aplenty.

It was them- the fabled Bernie Brigade- and their leader: the legendary COLONEL (Bernie) SANDERS!!!

Agi looked down at the bizarre creature beneath her, more curious to her was how her ceremonial gourd which was left at home today also found it's way on her back all of a sudden, and from the weight of it filled none the less. Not wanting to harm this humanoid creature below her gourd any further she got up but instead of complying with his request to turn her gourd around and let him drink, she drank from it herself only to find that the bizarre fire and lightning that was at her fingertips finally seemed to die down. Feeling ashamed of drinking the ceremonial drink she wondered why this made what seemed like magic disappear from her finger tips, though it soon vanished as she found herself wishing she could use some fire now as it returned to her fingertips, for a most tantalizing smell hit her nostrils, it was the smell of fried chicken.

Brushing off the remains of debris from now his now crumpled 45,000-Gil suit (you simply cannot find the reasonable crafters these days who can create the best suit you have ever seen), Drumpf waltzed up to the source of the tantalising smell of fried Chocobo, his arms flexed and his chin pointing upwards, displaying all the masculinity he could possibly muster.

"Nobody loves fried Chocobo as much as me, let me tell you that," he proudly proclaimed, shedding his veneer for a moment when he momentarily sneered at Colonel Sanders, before his eyes turned to examine the ten women accompanying him, "hello, darlings - there are plenty of crystal pieces on the ground and I can give you all the biggest and prettiest ones I can find!"

Unceremoniously, he was blasted off his feet when one of the women produced a magical cane from seemingly thin air and had conjured an Aero spell, hurling the gillionnaire a full twenty yards back.

 

[LovingOfLightning]

4]The explosion was deafening as the crystal shattered and sprayed Timmy the Turtle with sparkling shards. Timmy gulped, shivered, and sweated inside his shell, cowering in fear of what they had done and the consequences everyone shall now face. When his courage was restored, Timmy cautiously poked his head out of his shell to survey his surroundings...What he saw was nothing but a scene of devastation in terms of the environment, tress bent all over the place, a section of the mountain missing, and a smoking crater with some crystal shard where the crystal once stood. Luckily there were survivors to the explosion as well, once such one was Agi, a 5''6' tall female human dressed in a shine priestess garb, with long mid length black hair. She was coming to pray at the crystal today to receive a bless for her shrine, upon the crystals explosion however she noticed something wrong with her, she noticed her hands were trembling with fire and electricity as well as having some explicit desire to drink now.

“Arrrr! Your goddamn gourd is squashing me! I can’t feel me legs!” yelled Polyphemos Bromios, after freeing his head and torso from rubble by mimicking swimming motions with his arms.

The wine-loving pirate was used to the sensation of feeling 'legless' as a result of a good drink, but his experience with Agi's gourd was a little too literal for his liking.

“At least spin the blasted thing round so it can pour down me hatch, arrr!”

"Unbelievable," came the muffled voice of a man from underneath rubble, "I came to be wowed by the biggest crystal ever - I wanted to buy it and put it on my tower, but then this happens - I have many friends with great big towers of their own, but the massive crystal on my tower would have easily made it the most luxurious and the biggest tower there is."

The source of the voice then promptly rose from his earthen prison, ejecting the dust, soil, rubble and crystal pieces, finding his feet and proudly standing up, his curious blonde head ferret glistening in the summer's sunlight, laced with tiny shards of crystal.

Legends state this man (the Drumpf) was worth more than ten billion Gil; his coffers grew to the alleged size it was now because he would buy up all the scarce housing estate in the world that would otherwise have gone to hard-working and modest adventurers, and turn them into either towers or Chocobo racing courses.

Overlooking from a strangely placed hilltop was a man dressed in... white? He wore the strangest white suit, with the oddest string tie- the strong scented, delightful smell of fried chicken emanated from the stand behind him.

This was when the face of the white-knight was revealed: he was old, with balding white hair. On his face he wore the nerdiest spectacles, on his cart, his proud sign displayed "Socialist Fried Chicken", behind his lay his platoon- 10 men, with the most hipster of beards and most douchéy of glasses, and 10 women, all of whom wore bright neon colours in their hair and piercings aplenty.

It was them- the fabled Bernie Brigade- and their leader: the legendary COLONEL (Bernie) SANDERS!!!

Agi looked down at the bizarre creature beneath her, more curious to her was how her ceremonial gourd which was left at home today also found it's way on her back all of a sudden, and from the weight of it filled none the less. Not wanting to harm this humanoid creature below her gourd any further she got up but instead of complying with his request to turn her gourd around and let him drink, she drank from it herself only to find that the bizarre fire and lightning that was at her fingertips finally seemed to die down. Feeling ashamed of drinking the ceremonial drink she wondered why this made what seemed like magic disappear from her finger tips, though it soon vanished as she found herself wishing she could use some fire now as it returned to her fingertips, for a most tantalizing smell hit her nostrils, it was the smell of fried chicken.

Brushing off the remains of debris from now his now crumpled 45,000-Gil suit (you simply cannot find the reasonable crafters these days who can create the best suit you have ever seen), Drumpf waltzed up to the source of the tantalising smell of fried Chocobo, his arms flexed and his chin pointing upwards, displaying all the masculinity he could possibly muster.

"Nobody loves fried Chocobo as much as me, let me tell you that," he proudly proclaimed, shedding his veneer for a moment when he momentarily sneered at Colonel Sanders, before his eyes turned to examine the ten women accompanying him, "hello, darlings - there are plenty of crystal pieces on the ground and I can give you all the biggest and prettiest ones I can find!"

Unceremoniously, he was blasted off his feet when one of the women produced a magical cane from seemingly thin air and had conjured an Aero spell, hurling the gillionnaire a full twenty yards back.
There was respite from a short pause. Far too quick to be noticed ordinarily, but expectation added a dimension that was already at heightened tension.

 

[Soulcorruptor]

The explosion was deafening as the crystal shattered and sprayed Timmy the Turtle with sparkling shards. Timmy gulped, shivered, and sweated inside his shell, cowering in fear of what they had done and the consequences everyone shall now face. When his courage was restored, Timmy cautiously poked his head out of his shell to survey his surroundings...What he saw was nothing but a scene of devastation in terms of the environment, tress bent all over the place, a section of the mountain missing, and a smoking crater with some crystal shard where the crystal once stood. Luckily there were survivors to the explosion as well, once such one was Agi, a 5''6' tall female human dressed in a shine priestess garb, with long mid length black hair. She was coming to pray at the crystal today to receive a bless for her shrine, upon the crystals explosion however she noticed something wrong with her, she noticed her hands were trembling with fire and electricity as well as having some explicit desire to drink now.

“Arrrr! Your goddamn gourd is squashing me! I can’t feel me legs!” yelled Polyphemos Bromios, after freeing his head and torso from rubble by mimicking swimming motions with his arms.

The wine-loving pirate was used to the sensation of feeling 'legless' as a result of a good drink, but his experience with Agi's gourd was a little too literal for his liking.

“At least spin the blasted thing round so it can pour down me hatch, arrr!”

"Unbelievable," came the muffled voice of a man from underneath rubble, "I came to be wowed by the biggest crystal ever - I wanted to buy it and put it on my tower, but then this happens - I have many friends with great big towers of their own, but the massive crystal on my tower would have easily made it the most luxurious and the biggest tower there is."

The source of the voice then promptly rose from his earthen prison, ejecting the dust, soil, rubble and crystal pieces, finding his feet and proudly standing up, his curious blonde head ferret glistening in the summer's sunlight, laced with tiny shards of crystal.

Legends state this man (the Drumpf) was worth more than ten billion Gil; his coffers grew to the alleged size it was now because he would buy up all the scarce housing estate in the world that would otherwise have gone to hard-working and modest adventurers, and turn them into either towers or Chocobo racing courses.

Overlooking from a strangely placed hilltop was a man dressed in... white? He wore the strangest white suit, with the oddest string tie- the strong scented, delightful smell of fried chicken emanated from the stand behind him.

This was when the face of the white-knight was revealed: he was old, with balding white hair. On his face he wore the nerdiest spectacles, on his cart, his proud sign displayed "Socialist Fried Chicken", behind his lay his platoon- 10 men, with the most hipster of beards and most douchéy of glasses, and 10 women, all of whom wore bright neon colours in their hair and piercings aplenty.

It was them- the fabled Bernie Brigade- and their leader: the legendary COLONEL (Bernie) SANDERS!!!

Agi looked down at the bizarre creature beneath her, more curious to her was how her ceremonial gourd which was left at home today also found it's way on her back all of a sudden, and from the weight of it filled none the less. Not wanting to harm this humanoid creature below her gourd any further she got up but instead of complying with his request to turn her gourd around and let him drink, she drank from it herself only to find that the bizarre fire and lightning that was at her fingertips finally seemed to die down. Feeling ashamed of drinking the ceremonial drink she wondered why this made what seemed like magic disappear from her finger tips, though it soon vanished as she found herself wishing she could use some fire now as it returned to her fingertips, for a most tantalizing smell hit her nostrils, it was the smell of fried chicken.

Brushing off the remains of debris from now his now crumpled 45,000-Gil suit (you simply cannot find the reasonable crafters these days who can create the best suit you have ever seen), Drumpf waltzed up to the source of the tantalising smell of fried Chocobo, his arms flexed and his chin pointing upwards, displaying all the masculinity he could possibly muster.

"Nobody loves fried Chocobo as much as me, let me tell you that," he proudly proclaimed, shedding his veneer for a moment when he momentarily sneered at Colonel Sanders, before his eyes turned to examine the ten women accompanying him, "hello, darlings - there are plenty of crystal pieces on the ground and I can give you all the biggest and prettiest ones I can find!"

Unceremoniously, he was blasted off his feet when one of the women produced a magical cane from seemingly thin air and had conjured an Aero spell, hurling the gillionnaire a full twenty yards back.
There was respite from a short pause. Far too quick to be noticed ordinarily, but expectation added a dimension that was already at heightened tension.

Seeing this man thrown afar by the wind Agi saw what transpired and thought that this man should be punished further. So gathering her power at her finger she started to summon some lightning, condensing it into a ball of sorts she threw it as this man thrown back by the wind. Now shortly after doing this she began feeling a desire to drink again but for this time she chose to ignore, little did she know this would affect her temper some more.

 

[Linnaete]

The explosion was deafening as the crystal shattered and sprayed Timmy the Turtle with sparkling shards. Timmy gulped, shivered, and sweated inside his shell, cowering in fear of what they had done and the consequences everyone shall now face. When his courage was restored, Timmy cautiously poked his head out of his shell to survey his surroundings...What he saw was nothing but a scene of devastation in terms of the environment, tress bent all over the place, a section of the mountain missing, and a smoking crater with some crystal shard where the crystal once stood. Luckily there were survivors to the explosion as well, once such one was Agi, a 5''6' tall female human dressed in a shine priestess garb, with long mid length black hair. She was coming to pray at the crystal today to receive a bless for her shrine, upon the crystals explosion however she noticed something wrong with her, she noticed her hands were trembling with fire and electricity as well as having some explicit desire to drink now.

“Arrrr! Your goddamn gourd is squashing me! I can’t feel me legs!” yelled Polyphemos Bromios, after freeing his head and torso from rubble by mimicking swimming motions with his arms.

The wine-loving pirate was used to the sensation of feeling 'legless' as a result of a good drink, but his experience with Agi's gourd was a little too literal for his liking.

“At least spin the blasted thing round so it can pour down me hatch, arrr!”

"Unbelievable," came the muffled voice of a man from underneath rubble, "I came to be wowed by the biggest crystal ever - I wanted to buy it and put it on my tower, but then this happens - I have many friends with great big towers of their own, but the massive crystal on my tower would have easily made it the most luxurious and the biggest tower there is."

The source of the voice then promptly rose from his earthen prison, ejecting the dust, soil, rubble and crystal pieces, finding his feet and proudly standing up, his curious blonde head ferret glistening in the summer's sunlight, laced with tiny shards of crystal.

Legends state this man (the Drumpf) was worth more than ten billion Gil; his coffers grew to the alleged size it was now because he would buy up all the scarce housing estate in the world that would otherwise have gone to hard-working and modest adventurers, and turn them into either towers or Chocobo racing courses.

Overlooking from a strangely placed hilltop was a man dressed in... white? He wore the strangest white suit, with the oddest string tie- the strong scented, delightful smell of fried chicken emanated from the stand behind him.

This was when the face of the white-knight was revealed: he was old, with balding white hair. On his face he wore the nerdiest spectacles, on his cart, his proud sign displayed "Socialist Fried Chicken", behind his lay his platoon- 10 men, with the most hipster of beards and most douchéy of glasses, and 10 women, all of whom wore bright neon colours in their hair and piercings aplenty.

It was them- the fabled Bernie Brigade- and their leader: the legendary COLONEL (Bernie) SANDERS!!!

Agi looked down at the bizarre creature beneath her, more curious to her was how her ceremonial gourd which was left at home today also found it's way on her back all of a sudden, and from the weight of it filled none the less. Not wanting to harm this humanoid creature below her gourd any further she got up but instead of complying with his request to turn her gourd around and let him drink, she drank from it herself only to find that the bizarre fire and lightning that was at her fingertips finally seemed to die down. Feeling ashamed of drinking the ceremonial drink she wondered why this made what seemed like magic disappear from her finger tips, though it soon vanished as she found herself wishing she could use some fire now as it returned to her fingertips, for a most tantalizing smell hit her nostrils, it was the smell of fried chicken.

Brushing off the remains of debris from now his now crumpled 45,000-Gil suit (you simply cannot find the reasonable crafters these days who can create the best suit you have ever seen), Drumpf waltzed up to the source of the tantalising smell of fried Chocobo, his arms flexed and his chin pointing upwards, displaying all the masculinity he could possibly muster.

"Nobody loves fried Chocobo as much as me, let me tell you that," he proudly proclaimed, shedding his veneer for a moment when he momentarily sneered at Colonel Sanders, before his eyes turned to examine the ten women accompanying him, "hello, darlings - there are plenty of crystal pieces on the ground and I can give you all the biggest and prettiest ones I can find!"

Unceremoniously, he was blasted off his feet when one of the women produced a magical cane from seemingly thin air and had conjured an Aero spell, hurling the gillionnaire a full twenty yards back

There was respite from a short pause. Far too quick to be noticed ordinarily, but expectation added a dimension that was already at heightened tension.

Seeing this man thrown afar by the wind Agi saw what transpired and thought that this man should be punished further. So gathering her power at her finger she started to summon some lightning, condensing it into a ball of sorts she threw it as this man thrown back by the wind. Now shortly after doing this she began feeling a desire to drink again but for this time she chose to ignore, little did she know this would affect her temper some more.

"ENOUGH," hoarsely shrieked the voice of an otherwise mild-manner Miqo'te maiden atop yonder a hill overlooking the circus, "something cataclysmic has happened to the Crystal of Earth and I fear the same thing will happen to all other crystals!"

It was then that the faint, translucent shield barrier that had covered much of the site subsided; it was a shield that had mitigated much of the potential damage from the crystal's destruction. Partially sapped of her strength just to conjure the shield, the Miqo'te, Linnaete Mellemme, wearily sprung down from her hilltop, shoving aside the somewhat crispy Drumpf as she passed.

 

[Soulcorruptor]

[FONT=&quot]The explosion was deafening as the crystal shattered and sprayed Timmy the Turtle with sparkling shards. Timmy gulped, shivered, and sweated inside his shell, cowering in fear of what they had done and the consequences everyone shall now face. When his courage was restored, Timmy cautiously poked his head out of his shell to survey his surroundings...What he saw was nothing but a scene of devastation in terms of the environment, tress bent all over the place, a section of the mountain missing, and a smoking crater with some crystal shard where the crystal once stood. Luckily there were survivors to the explosion as well, once such one was Agi, a 5''6' tall female human dressed in a shine priestess garb, with long mid length black hair. She was coming to pray at the crystal today to receive a bless for her shrine, upon the crystals explosion however she noticed something wrong with her, she noticed her hands were trembling with fire and electricity as well as having some explicit desire to drink now.[/FONT][FONT=&quot]

“Arrrr! Your goddamn gourd is squashing me! I can’t feel me legs!” yelled Polyphemos Bromios, after freeing his head and torso from rubble by mimicking swimming motions with his arms. [/FONT][FONT=&quot]

The wine-loving pirate was used to the sensation of feeling 'legless' as a result of a good drink, but his experience with Agi's gourd was a little too literal for his liking.[/FONT][FONT=&quot]

“At least spin the blasted thing round so it can pour down me hatch, arrr!”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]
"Unbelievable," came the muffled voice of a man from underneath rubble, "I came to be wowed by the biggest crystal ever - I wanted to buy it and put it on my tower, but then this happens - I have many friends with great big towers of their own, but the massive crystal on my tower would have easily made it the most luxurious and the biggest tower there is."[/FONT][FONT=&quot]

The source of the voice then promptly rose from his earthen prison, ejecting the dust, soil, rubble and crystal pieces, finding his feet and proudly standing up, his curious blonde head ferret glistening in the summer's sunlight, laced with tiny shards of crystal. [/FONT][FONT=&quot]

Legends state this man (the Drumpf) was worth more than ten billion Gil; his coffers grew to the alleged size it was now because he would buy up all the scarce housing estate in the world that would otherwise have gone to hard-working and modest adventurers, and turn them into either towers or Chocobo racing courses.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]
Overlooking from a strangely placed hilltop was a man dressed in... white? He wore the strangest white suit, with the oddest string tie- the strong scented, delightful smell of fried chicken emanated from the stand behind him. [/FONT][FONT=&quot]

This was when the face of the white-knight was revealed: he was old, with balding white hair. On his face he wore the nerdiest spectacles, on his cart, his proud sign displayed "Socialist Fried Chicken", behind his lay his platoon- 10 men, with the most hipster of beards and most douchéy of glasses, and 10 women, all of whom wore bright neon colours in their hair and piercings aplenty.[/FONT][FONT=&quot]

It was them- the fabled Bernie Brigade- and their leader: the legendary COLONEL (Bernie) SANDERS!!![/FONT][FONT=&quot]

Agi looked down at the bizarre creature beneath her, more curious to her was how her ceremonial gourd which was left at home today also found it's way on her back all of a sudden, and from the weight of it filled none the less. Not wanting to harm this humanoid creature below her gourd any further she got up but instead of complying with his request to turn her gourd around and let him drink, she drank from it herself only to find that the bizarre fire and lightning that was at her fingertips finally seemed to die down. Feeling ashamed of drinking the ceremonial drink she wondered why this made what seemed like magic disappear from her finger tips, though it soon vanished as she found herself wishing she could use some fire now as it returned to her fingertips, for a most tantalizing smell hit her nostrils, it was the smell of fried chicken.[/FONT][FONT=&quot]

Brushing off the remains of debris from now his now crumpled 45,000-Gil suit (you simply cannot find the reasonable crafters these days who can create the best suit you have ever seen), Drumpf waltzed up to the source of the tantalising smell of fried Chocobo, his arms flexed and his chin pointing upwards, displaying all the masculinity he could possibly muster.[/FONT][FONT=&quot]

"Nobody loves fried Chocobo as much as me, let me tell you that," he proudly proclaimed, shedding his veneer for a moment when he momentarily sneered at Colonel Sanders, before his eyes turned to examine the ten women accompanying him, "hello, darlings - there are plenty of crystal pieces on the ground and I can give you all the biggest and prettiest ones I can find!"[/FONT][FONT=&quot]

Unceremoniously, he was blasted off his feet when one of the women produced a magical cane from seemingly thin air and had conjured an Aero spell, hurling the gillionnaire a full twenty yards back

[/FONT][FONT=&quot]There was respite from a short pause. Far too quick to be noticed ordinarily, but expectation added a dimension that was already at heightened tension.[/FONT][FONT=&quot]

Seeing this man thrown afar by the wind Agi saw what transpired and thought that this man should be punished further. So gathering her power at her finger she started to summon some lightning, condensing it into a ball of sorts she threw it as this man thrown back by the wind. Now shortly after doing this she began feeling a desire to drink again but for this time she chose to ignore, little did she know this would affect her temper some more.[/FONT][FONT=&quot] [/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]"ENOUGH," hoarsely shrieked the voice of an otherwise mild-manner Miqo'te maiden atop yonder a hill overlooking the circus, "something cataclysmic has happened to the Crystal of Earth and I fear the same thing will happen to all other crystals!"[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]It was then that the faint, translucent shield barrier that had covered much of the site subsided; it was a shield that had mitigated much of the potential damage from the crystal's destruction. Partially sapped of her strength just to conjure the shield, the Miqo'te, Linnaete Mellemme, wearily sprung down from her hilltop, shoving aside the somewhat crispy Drumpf as she passed.

[/FONT]With a quick turn of her head Agi looked at this cat creature which she never saw before shout the crystals, though she wondered how she could draw the conclusion that the others could be in danger as well. Yes as shocking as it was that this crystal shattered, there seemed to be nothing leading to it's explosion so it was hard to make a link that the others would be in danger as well.

"How do you come this conclusion and what would you suggest we do, if as you say the crystals are in danger then the fire crystal is the closest one nearby." Said a female voice which came from a Worren nearby, it was a female humanoid tiger named Decuo.

 

[Shaissa]

The explosion was deafening as the crystal shattered and sprayed Timmy the Turtle with sparkling shards. Timmy gulped, shivered, and sweated inside his shell, cowering in fear of what they had done and the consequences everyone shall now face. When his courage was restored, Timmy cautiously poked his head out of his shell to survey his surroundings...What he saw was nothing but a scene of devastation in terms of the environment, tress bent all over the place, a section of the mountain missing, and a smoking crater with some crystal shard where the crystal once stood. Luckily there were survivors to the explosion as well, once such one was Agi, a 5''6' tall female human dressed in a shine priestess garb, with long mid length black hair. She was coming to pray at the crystal today to receive a bless for her shrine, upon the crystals explosion however she noticed something wrong with her, she noticed her hands were trembling with fire and electricity as well as having some explicit desire to drink now.

“Arrrr! Your goddamn gourd is squashing me! I can’t feel me legs!” yelled Polyphemos Bromios, after freeing his head and torso from rubble by mimicking swimming motions with his arms.

The wine-loving pirate was used to the sensation of feeling 'legless' as a result of a good drink, but his experience with Agi's gourd was a little too literal for his liking.

“At least spin the blasted thing round so it can pour down me hatch, arrr!”

"Unbelievable," came the muffled voice of a man from underneath rubble, "I came to be wowed by the biggest crystal ever - I wanted to buy it and put it on my tower, but then this happens - I have many friends with great big towers of their own, but the massive crystal on my tower would have easily made it the most luxurious and the biggest tower there is."

The source of the voice then promptly rose from his earthen prison, ejecting the dust, soil, rubble and crystal pieces, finding his feet and proudly standing up, his curious blonde head ferret glistening in the summer's sunlight, laced with tiny shards of crystal.

Legends state this man (the Drumpf) was worth more than ten billion Gil; his coffers grew to the alleged size it was now because he would buy up all the scarce housing estate in the world that would otherwise have gone to hard-working and modest adventurers, and turn them into either towers or Chocobo racing courses.

Overlooking from a strangely placed hilltop was a man dressed in... white? He wore the strangest white suit, with the oddest string tie- the strong scented, delightful smell of fried chicken emanated from the stand behind him.

This was when the face of the white-knight was revealed: he was old, with balding white hair. On his face he wore the nerdiest spectacles, on his cart, his proud sign displayed "Socialist Fried Chicken", behind his lay his platoon- 10 men, with the most hipster of beards and most douchéy of glasses, and 10 women, all of whom wore bright neon colours in their hair and piercings aplenty.

It was them- the fabled Bernie Brigade- and their leader: the legendary COLONEL (Bernie) SANDERS!!!

Agi looked down at the bizarre creature beneath her, more curious to her was how her ceremonial gourd which was left at home today also found it's way on her back all of a sudden, and from the weight of it filled none the less. Not wanting to harm this humanoid creature below her gourd any further she got up but instead of complying with his request to turn her gourd around and let him drink, she drank from it herself only to find that the bizarre fire and lightning that was at her fingertips finally seemed to die down. Feeling ashamed of drinking the ceremonial drink she wondered why this made what seemed like magic disappear from her finger tips, though it soon vanished as she found herself wishing she could use some fire now as it returned to her fingertips, for a most tantalizing smell hit her nostrils, it was the smell of fried chicken.

Brushing off the remains of debris from now his now crumpled 45,000-Gil suit (you simply cannot find the reasonable crafters these days who can create the best suit you have ever seen), Drumpf waltzed up to the source of the tantalising smell of fried Chocobo, his arms flexed and his chin pointing upwards, displaying all the masculinity he could possibly muster.

"Nobody loves fried Chocobo as much as me, let me tell you that," he proudly proclaimed, shedding his veneer for a moment when he momentarily sneered at Colonel Sanders, before his eyes turned to examine the ten women accompanying him, "hello, darlings - there are plenty of crystal pieces on the ground and I can give you all the biggest and prettiest ones I can find!"

Unceremoniously, he was blasted off his feet when one of the women produced a magical cane from seemingly thin air and had conjured an Aero spell, hurling the gillionnaire a full twenty yards back

There was respite from a short pause. Far too quick to be noticed ordinarily, but expectation added a dimension that was already at heightened tension.

Seeing this man thrown afar by the wind Agi saw what transpired and thought that this man should be punished further. So gathering her power at her finger she started to summon some lightning, condensing it into a ball of sorts she threw it as this man thrown back by the wind. Now shortly after doing this she began feeling a desire to drink again but for this time she chose to ignore, little did she know this would affect her temper some more.

"ENOUGH," hoarsely shrieked the voice of an otherwise mild-manner Miqo'te maiden atop yonder a hill overlooking the circus, "something cataclysmic has happened to the Crystal of Earth and I fear the same thing will happen to all other crystals!"

It was then that the faint, translucent shield barrier that had covered much of the site subsided; it was a shield that had mitigated much of the potential damage from the crystal's destruction. Partially sapped of her strength just to conjure the shield, the Miqo'te, Linnaete Mellemme, wearily sprung down from her hilltop, shoving aside the somewhat crispy Drumpf as she passed.

With a quick turn of her head Agi looked at this cat creature which she never saw before shout the crystals, though she wondered how she could draw the conclusion that the others could be in danger as well. Yes as shocking as it was that this crystal shattered, there seemed to be nothing leading to it's explosion so it was hard to make a link that the others would be in danger as well.

"How do you come this conclusion and what would you suggest we do, if as you say the crystals are in danger then the fire crystal is the closest one nearby." Said a female voice which came from a Worren nearby, it was a female humanoid tiger named Decuo.​

Far in the distance watching this event unravel was a little Dwarf named Lice. Lice always tried to be brave, but always ended up being a fool. Not this time however. Lice grabbed his shovel and began to run toward the commotion. However he tripped over a rock and went tumbling down the hill.

 

[Soulcorruptor]

The explosion was deafening as the crystal shattered and sprayed Timmy the Turtle with sparkling shards. Timmy gulped, shivered, and sweated inside his shell, cowering in fear of what they had done and the consequences everyone shall now face. When his courage was restored, Timmy cautiously poked his head out of his shell to survey his surroundings...What he saw was nothing but a scene of devastation in terms of the environment, tress bent all over the place, a section of the mountain missing, and a smoking crater with some crystal shard where the crystal once stood. Luckily there were survivors to the explosion as well, once such one was Agi, a 5''6' tall female human dressed in a shine priestess garb, with long mid length black hair. She was coming to pray at the crystal today to receive a bless for her shrine, upon the crystals explosion however she noticed something wrong with her, she noticed her hands were trembling with fire and electricity as well as having some explicit desire to drink now.

“Arrrr! Your goddamn gourd is squashing me! I can’t feel me legs!” yelled Polyphemos Bromios, after freeing his head and torso from rubble by mimicking swimming motions with his arms.

The wine-loving pirate was used to the sensation of feeling 'legless' as a result of a good drink, but his experience with Agi's gourd was a little too literal for his liking.

“At least spin the blasted thing round so it can pour down me hatch, arrr!”

"Unbelievable," came the muffled voice of a man from underneath rubble, "I came to be wowed by the biggest crystal ever - I wanted to buy it and put it on my tower, but then this happens - I have many friends with great big towers of their own, but the massive crystal on my tower would have easily made it the most luxurious and the biggest tower there is."

The source of the voice then promptly rose from his earthen prison, ejecting the dust, soil, rubble and crystal pieces, finding his feet and proudly standing up, his curious blonde head ferret glistening in the summer's sunlight, laced with tiny shards of crystal.

Legends state this man (the Drumpf) was worth more than ten billion Gil; his coffers grew to the alleged size it was now because he would buy up all the scarce housing estate in the world that would otherwise have gone to hard-working and modest adventurers, and turn them into either towers or Chocobo racing courses.

Overlooking from a strangely placed hilltop was a man dressed in... white? He wore the strangest white suit, with the oddest string tie- the strong scented, delightful smell of fried chicken emanated from the stand behind him.

This was when the face of the white-knight was revealed: he was old, with balding white hair. On his face he wore the nerdiest spectacles, on his cart, his proud sign displayed "Socialist Fried Chicken", behind his lay his platoon- 10 men, with the most hipster of beards and most douchéy of glasses, and 10 women, all of whom wore bright neon colours in their hair and piercings aplenty.

It was them- the fabled Bernie Brigade- and their leader: the legendary COLONEL (Bernie) SANDERS!!!

Agi looked down at the bizarre creature beneath her, more curious to her was how her ceremonial gourd which was left at home today also found it's way on her back all of a sudden, and from the weight of it filled none the less. Not wanting to harm this humanoid creature below her gourd any further she got up but instead of complying with his request to turn her gourd around and let him drink, she drank from it herself only to find that the bizarre fire and lightning that was at her fingertips finally seemed to die down. Feeling ashamed of drinking the ceremonial drink she wondered why this made what seemed like magic disappear from her finger tips, though it soon vanished as she found herself wishing she could use some fire now as it returned to her fingertips, for a most tantalizing smell hit her nostrils, it was the smell of fried chicken.

Brushing off the remains of debris from now his now crumpled 45,000-Gil suit (you simply cannot find the reasonable crafters these days who can create the best suit you have ever seen), Drumpf waltzed up to the source of the tantalising smell of fried Chocobo, his arms flexed and his chin pointing upwards, displaying all the masculinity he could possibly muster.

"Nobody loves fried Chocobo as much as me, let me tell you that," he proudly proclaimed, shedding his veneer for a moment when he momentarily sneered at Colonel Sanders, before his eyes turned to examine the ten women accompanying him, "hello, darlings - there are plenty of crystal pieces on the ground and I can give you all the biggest and prettiest ones I can find!"

Unceremoniously, he was blasted off his feet when one of the women produced a magical cane from seemingly thin air and had conjured an Aero spell, hurling the gillionnaire a full twenty yards back

There was respite from a short pause. Far too quick to be noticed ordinarily, but expectation added a dimension that was already at heightened tension.

Seeing this man thrown afar by the wind Agi saw what transpired and thought that this man should be punished further. So gathering her power at her finger she started to summon some lightning, condensing it into a ball of sorts she threw it as this man thrown back by the wind. Now shortly after doing this she began feeling a desire to drink again but for this time she chose to ignore, little did she know this would affect her temper some more.

"ENOUGH," hoarsely shrieked the voice of an otherwise mild-manner Miqo'te maiden atop yonder a hill overlooking the circus, "something cataclysmic has happened to the Crystal of Earth and I fear the same thing will happen to all other crystals!"

It was then that the faint, translucent shield barrier that had covered much of the site subsided; it was a shield that had mitigated much of the potential damage from the crystal's destruction. Partially sapped of her strength just to conjure the shield, the Miqo'te, Linnaete Mellemme, wearily sprung down from her hilltop, shoving aside the somewhat crispy Drumpf as she passed.

With a quick turn of her head Agi looked at this cat creature which she never saw before shout the crystals, though she wondered how she could draw the conclusion that the others could be in danger as well. Yes as shocking as it was that this crystal shattered, there seemed to be nothing leading to it's explosion so it was hard to make a link that the others would be in danger as well.

"How do you come this conclusion and what would you suggest we do, if as you say the crystals are in danger then the fire crystal is the closest one nearby." Said a female voice which came from a Worren nearby, it was a female humanoid tiger named Decuo.

Far in the distance watching this event unravel was a little Dwarf named Lice. Lice always tried to be brave, but always ended up being a fool. Not this time however. Lice grabbed his shovel and began to run toward the commotion. However he tripped over a rock and went tumbling down the hill. Poor Lice stumbled into the crispy fried object that was the Drumpf. Not knowing what to do, he wacked it aside with his shovel to move on.

 

[Linnaete]

The explosion was deafening as the crystal shattered and sprayed Timmy the Turtle with sparkling shards. Timmy gulped, shivered, and sweated inside his shell, cowering in fear of what they had done and the consequences everyone shall now face. When his courage was restored, Timmy cautiously poked his head out of his shell to survey his surroundings...What he saw was nothing but a scene of devastation in terms of the environment, tress bent all over the place, a section of the mountain missing, and a smoking crater with some crystal shard where the crystal once stood. Luckily there were survivors to the explosion as well, once such one was Agi, a 5''6' tall female human dressed in a shine priestess garb, with long mid length black hair. She was coming to pray at the crystal today to receive a bless for her shrine, upon the crystals explosion however she noticed something wrong with her, she noticed her hands were trembling with fire and electricity as well as having some explicit desire to drink now.

“Arrrr! Your goddamn gourd is squashing me! I can’t feel me legs!” yelled Polyphemos Bromios, after freeing his head and torso from rubble by mimicking swimming motions with his arms.

The wine-loving pirate was used to the sensation of feeling 'legless' as a result of a good drink, but his experience with Agi's gourd was a little too literal for his liking.

“At least spin the blasted thing round so it can pour down me hatch, arrr!”

"Unbelievable," came the muffled voice of a man from underneath rubble, "I came to be wowed by the biggest crystal ever - I wanted to buy it and put it on my tower, but then this happens - I have many friends with great big towers of their own, but the massive crystal on my tower would have easily made it the most luxurious and the biggest tower there is."

The source of the voice then promptly rose from his earthen prison, ejecting the dust, soil, rubble and crystal pieces, finding his feet and proudly standing up, his curious blonde head ferret glistening in the summer's sunlight, laced with tiny shards of crystal.

Legends state this man (the Drumpf) was worth more than ten billion Gil; his coffers grew to the alleged size it was now because he would buy up all the scarce housing estate in the world that would otherwise have gone to hard-working and modest adventurers, and turn them into either towers or Chocobo racing courses.

Overlooking from a strangely placed hilltop was a man dressed in... white? He wore the strangest white suit, with the oddest string tie- the strong scented, delightful smell of fried chicken emanated from the stand behind him.

This was when the face of the white-knight was revealed: he was old, with balding white hair. On his face he wore the nerdiest spectacles, on his cart, his proud sign displayed "Socialist Fried Chicken", behind his lay his platoon- 10 men, with the most hipster of beards and most douchéy of glasses, and 10 women, all of whom wore bright neon colours in their hair and piercings aplenty.

It was them- the fabled Bernie Brigade- and their leader: the legendary COLONEL (Bernie) SANDERS!!!

Agi looked down at the bizarre creature beneath her, more curious to her was how her ceremonial gourd which was left at home today also found it's way on her back all of a sudden, and from the weight of it filled none the less. Not wanting to harm this humanoid creature below her gourd any further she got up but instead of complying with his request to turn her gourd around and let him drink, she drank from it herself only to find that the bizarre fire and lightning that was at her fingertips finally seemed to die down. Feeling ashamed of drinking the ceremonial drink she wondered why this made what seemed like magic disappear from her finger tips, though it soon vanished as she found herself wishing she could use some fire now as it returned to her fingertips, for a most tantalizing smell hit her nostrils, it was the smell of fried chicken.

Brushing off the remains of debris from now his now crumpled 45,000-Gil suit (you simply cannot find the reasonable crafters these days who can create the best suit you have ever seen), Drumpf waltzed up to the source of the tantalising smell of fried Chocobo, his arms flexed and his chin pointing upwards, displaying all the masculinity he could possibly muster.

"Nobody loves fried Chocobo as much as me, let me tell you that," he proudly proclaimed, shedding his veneer for a moment when he momentarily sneered at Colonel Sanders, before his eyes turned to examine the ten women accompanying him, "hello, darlings - there are plenty of crystal pieces on the ground and I can give you all the biggest and prettiest ones I can find!"

Unceremoniously, he was blasted off his feet when one of the women produced a magical cane from seemingly thin air and had conjured an Aero spell, hurling the gillionnaire a full twenty yards back

There was respite from a short pause. Far too quick to be noticed ordinarily, but expectation added a dimension that was already at heightened tension.

Seeing this man thrown afar by the wind Agi saw what transpired and thought that this man should be punished further. So gathering her power at her finger she started to summon some lightning, condensing it into a ball of sorts she threw it as this man thrown back by the wind. Now shortly after doing this she began feeling a desire to drink again but for this time she chose to ignore, little did she know this would affect her temper some more.

"ENOUGH," hoarsely shrieked the voice of an otherwise mild-manner Miqo'te maiden atop yonder a hill overlooking the circus, "something cataclysmic has happened to the Crystal of Earth and I fear the same thing will happen to all other crystals!"

It was then that the faint, translucent shield barrier that had covered much of the site subsided; it was a shield that had mitigated much of the potential damage from the crystal's destruction. Partially sapped of her strength just to conjure the shield, the Miqo'te, Linnaete Mellemme, wearily sprung down from her hilltop, shoving aside the somewhat crispy Drumpf as she passed.

With a quick turn of her head Agi looked at this cat creature which she never saw before shout the crystals, though she wondered how she could draw the conclusion that the others could be in danger as well. Yes as shocking as it was that this crystal shattered, there seemed to be nothing leading to it's explosion so it was hard to make a link that the others would be in danger as well.

"How do you come this conclusion and what would you suggest we do, if as you say the crystals are in danger then the fire crystal is the closest one nearby." Said a female voice which came from a Worren nearby, it was a female humanoid tiger named Decuo.

Far in the distance watching this event unravel was a little Dwarf named Lice. Lice always tried to be brave, but always ended up being a fool. Not this time however. Lice grabbed his shovel and began to run toward the commotion. However he tripped over a rock and went tumbling down the hill. Poor Lice stumbled into the crispy fried object that was the Drumpf. Not knowing what to do, he wacked it aside with his shovel to move on.

Before the mild-mannered Miqo'te could explain, an earthquake of unprecedented magnitude erupted, as if Titan himself had been scorned. The very earth seemed to be ripping itself apart, as fresh chasms and rifts opened up in an near-instant, catapulting debris of all sizes down into the many pitch-black ravines below.

"With the Earth Crystal gone, our realm is destabilising," gasped Linnaete with choking urgency, as she attempted to muster the last vestiges of her available mana and strength to conjure up a series of protective shields around everyone in the nearby vicinity.

 

[Soulcorruptor]

[FONT=&quot]The explosion was deafening as the crystal shattered and sprayed Timmy the Turtle with sparkling shards. Timmy gulped, shivered, and sweated inside his shell, cowering in fear of what they had done and the consequences everyone shall now face. When his courage was restored, Timmy cautiously poked his head out of his shell to survey his surroundings...What he saw was nothing but a scene of devastation in terms of the environment, tress bent all over the place, a section of the mountain missing, and a smoking crater with some crystal shard where the crystal once stood. Luckily there were survivors to the explosion as well, once such one was Agi, a 5''6' tall female human dressed in a shine priestess garb, with long mid length black hair. She was coming to pray at the crystal today to receive a bless for her shrine, upon the crystals explosion however she noticed something wrong with her, she noticed her hands were trembling with fire and electricity as well as having some explicit desire to drink now.

“Arrrr! Your goddamn gourd is squashing me! I can’t feel me legs!” yelled Polyphemos Bromios, after freeing his head and torso from rubble by mimicking swimming motions with his arms.

The wine-loving pirate was used to the sensation of feeling 'legless' as a result of a good drink, but his experience with Agi's gourd was a little too literal for his liking.

“At least spin the blasted thing round so it can pour down me hatch, arrr!”

"Unbelievable," came the muffled voice of a man from underneath rubble, "I came to be wowed by the biggest crystal ever - I wanted to buy it and put it on my tower, but then this happens - I have many friends with great big towers of their own, but the massive crystal on my tower would have easily made it the most luxurious and the biggest tower there is."

The source of the voice then promptly rose from his earthen prison, ejecting the dust, soil, rubble and crystal pieces, finding his feet and proudly standing up, his curious blonde head ferret glistening in the summer's sunlight, laced with tiny shards of crystal.

Legends state this man (the Drumpf) was worth more than ten billion Gil; his coffers grew to the alleged size it was now because he would buy up all the scarce housing estate in the world that would otherwise have gone to hard-working and modest adventurers, and turn them into either towers or Chocobo racing courses.

Overlooking from a strangely placed hilltop was a man dressed in... white? He wore the strangest white suit, with the oddest string tie- the strong scented, delightful smell of fried chicken emanated from the stand behind him.

This was when the face of the white-knight was revealed: he was old, with balding white hair. On his face he wore the nerdiest spectacles, on his cart, his proud sign displayed "Socialist Fried Chicken", behind his lay his platoon- 10 men, with the most hipster of beards and most douchéy of glasses, and 10 women, all of whom wore bright neon colours in their hair and piercings aplenty.

It was them- the fabled Bernie Brigade- and their leader: the legendary COLONEL (Bernie) SANDERS!!!

Agi looked down at the bizarre creature beneath her, more curious to her was how her ceremonial gourd which was left at home today also found it's way on her back all of a sudden, and from the weight of it filled none the less. Not wanting to harm this humanoid creature below her gourd any further she got up but instead of complying with his request to turn her gourd around and let him drink, she drank from it herself only to find that the bizarre fire and lightning that was at her fingertips finally seemed to die down. Feeling ashamed of drinking the ceremonial drink she wondered why this made what seemed like magic disappear from her finger tips, though it soon vanished as she found herself wishing she could use some fire now as it returned to her fingertips, for a most tantalizing smell hit her nostrils, it was the smell of fried chicken.

Brushing off the remains of debris from now his now crumpled 45,000-Gil suit (you simply cannot find the reasonable crafters these days who can create the best suit you have ever seen), Drumpf waltzed up to the source of the tantalising smell of fried Chocobo, his arms flexed and his chin pointing upwards, displaying all the masculinity he could possibly muster.

"Nobody loves fried Chocobo as much as me, let me tell you that," he proudly proclaimed, shedding his veneer for a moment when he momentarily sneered at Colonel Sanders, before his eyes turned to examine the ten women accompanying him, "hello, darlings - there are plenty of crystal pieces on the ground and I can give you all the biggest and prettiest ones I can find!"

Unceremoniously, he was blasted off his feet when one of the women produced a magical cane from seemingly thin air and had conjured an Aero spell, hurling the gillionnaire a full twenty yards back

There was respite from a short pause. Far too quick to be noticed ordinarily, but expectation added a dimension that was already at heightened tension.

Seeing this man thrown afar by the wind Agi saw what transpired and thought that this man should be punished further. So gathering her power at her finger she started to summon some lightning, condensing it into a ball of sorts she threw it as this man thrown back by the wind. Now shortly after doing this she began feeling a desire to drink again but for this time she chose to ignore, little did she know this would affect her temper some more.

"ENOUGH," hoarsely shrieked the voice of an otherwise mild-manner Miqo'te maiden atop yonder a hill overlooking the circus, "something cataclysmic has happened to the Crystal of Earth and I fear the same thing will happen to all other crystals!"

It was then that the faint, translucent shield barrier that had covered much of the site subsided; it was a shield that had mitigated much of the potential damage from the crystal's destruction. Partially sapped of her strength just to conjure the shield, the Miqo'te, Linnaete Mellemme, wearily sprung down from her hilltop, shoving aside the somewhat crispy Drumpf as she passed.

With a quick turn of her head Agi looked at this cat creature which she never saw before shout the crystals, though she wondered how she could draw the conclusion that the others could be in danger as well. Yes as shocking as it was that this crystal shattered, there seemed to be nothing leading to it's explosion so it was hard to make a link that the others would be in danger as well.

"How do you come this conclusion and what would you suggest we do, if as you say the crystals are in danger then the fire crystal is the closest one nearby." Said a female voice which came from a Worren nearby, it was a female humanoid tiger named Decuo.[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Far in the distance watching this event unravel was a little Dwarf named Lice. Lice always tried to be brave, but always ended up being a fool. Not this time however. Lice grabbed his shovel and began to run toward the commotion. However he tripped over a rock and went tumbling down the hill. Poor Lice stumbled into the crispy fried object that was the Drumpf. Not knowing what to do, he wacked it aside with his shovel to move on.
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[FONT=&quot]Before the mild-mannered Miqo'te could explain, an earthquake of unprecedented magnitude erupted, as if Titan himself had been scorned. The very earth seemed to be ripping itself apart, as fresh chasms and rifts opened up in an near-instant, catapulting debris of all sizes down into the many pitch-black ravines below. [/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]"With the Earth Crystal gone, our realm is destabilising," gasped Linnaete with choking urgency, as she attempted to muster the last vestiges of her available mana and strength to conjure up a series of protective shields around everyone in the nearby vicinity.[/FONT]

Trying her best to keep her balance since she was out of range of the shields Decuo stumbled and was thrown a bit all over the place, as things died down a foreign landscape was revealed. The area where the crystal once was, was now 10 feet below ground with a five foot radius and elsewhere the rest of the landscape now became a myrid of cliffs as if someone bounced from one segment to another in some random order and lowered the cliffs where they land.

"Can we expect outcome like this if the other three crystal shatter as well?" Asked Decuo to the other creature that spoke of the impending doom.

 

[Galadín]

The explosion was deafening as the crystal shattered and sprayed Timmy the Turtle with sparkling shards. Timmy gulped, shivered, and sweated inside his shell, cowering in fear of what they had done and the consequences everyone shall now face. When his courage was restored, Timmy cautiously poked his head out of his shell to survey his surroundings...What he saw was nothing but a scene of devastation in terms of the environment, tress bent all over the place, a section of the mountain missing, and a smoking crater with some crystal shard where the crystal once stood. Luckily there were survivors to the explosion as well, once such one was Agi, a 5''6' tall female human dressed in a shine priestess garb, with long mid length black hair. She was coming to pray at the crystal today to receive a bless for her shrine, upon the crystals explosion however she noticed something wrong with her, she noticed her hands were trembling with fire and electricity as well as having some explicit desire to drink now.

“Arrrr! Your goddamn gourd is squashing me! I can’t feel me legs!” yelled Polyphemos Bromios, after freeing his head and torso from rubble by mimicking swimming motions with his arms.

The wine-loving pirate was used to the sensation of feeling 'legless' as a result of a good drink, but his experience with Agi's gourd was a little too literal for his liking.

“At least spin the blasted thing round so it can pour down me hatch, arrr!”

"Unbelievable," came the muffled voice of a man from underneath rubble, "I came to be wowed by the biggest crystal ever - I wanted to buy it and put it on my tower, but then this happens - I have many friends with great big towers of their own, but the massive crystal on my tower would have easily made it the most luxurious and the biggest tower there is."

The source of the voice then promptly rose from his earthen prison, ejecting the dust, soil, rubble and crystal pieces, finding his feet and proudly standing up, his curious blonde head ferret glistening in the summer's sunlight, laced with tiny shards of crystal.

Legends state this man (the Drumpf) was worth more than ten billion Gil; his coffers grew to the alleged size it was now because he would buy up all the scarce housing estate in the world that would otherwise have gone to hard-working and modest adventurers, and turn them into either towers or Chocobo racing courses.

Overlooking from a strangely placed hilltop was a man dressed in... white? He wore the strangest white suit, with the oddest string tie- the strong scented, delightful smell of fried chicken emanated from the stand behind him.

This was when the face of the white-knight was revealed: he was old, with balding white hair. On his face he wore the nerdiest spectacles, on his cart, his proud sign displayed "Socialist Fried Chicken", behind his lay his platoon- 10 men, with the most hipster of beards and most douchéy of glasses, and 10 women, all of whom wore bright neon colours in their hair and piercings aplenty.

It was them- the fabled Bernie Brigade- and their leader: the legendary COLONEL (Bernie) SANDERS!!!

Agi looked down at the bizarre creature beneath her, more curious to her was how her ceremonial gourd which was left at home today also found it's way on her back all of a sudden, and from the weight of it filled none the less. Not wanting to harm this humanoid creature below her gourd any further she got up but instead of complying with his request to turn her gourd around and let him drink, she drank from it herself only to find that the bizarre fire and lightning that was at her fingertips finally seemed to die down. Feeling ashamed of drinking the ceremonial drink she wondered why this made what seemed like magic disappear from her finger tips, though it soon vanished as she found herself wishing she could use some fire now as it returned to her fingertips, for a most tantalizing smell hit her nostrils, it was the smell of fried chicken.

Brushing off the remains of debris from now his now crumpled 45,000-Gil suit (you simply cannot find the reasonable crafters these days who can create the best suit you have ever seen), Drumpf waltzed up to the source of the tantalising smell of fried Chocobo, his arms flexed and his chin pointing upwards, displaying all the masculinity he could possibly muster.

"Nobody loves fried Chocobo as much as me, let me tell you that," he proudly proclaimed, shedding his veneer for a moment when he momentarily sneered at Colonel Sanders, before his eyes turned to examine the ten women accompanying him, "hello, darlings - there are plenty of crystal pieces on the ground and I can give you all the biggest and prettiest ones I can find!"

Unceremoniously, he was blasted off his feet when one of the women produced a magical cane from seemingly thin air and had conjured an Aero spell, hurling the gillionnaire a full twenty yards back

There was respite from a short pause. Far too quick to be noticed ordinarily, but expectation added a dimension that was already at heightened tension.

Seeing this man thrown afar by the wind Agi saw what transpired and thought that this man should be punished further. So gathering her power at her finger she started to summon some lightning, condensing it into a ball of sorts she threw it as this man thrown back by the wind. Now shortly after doing this she began feeling a desire to drink again but for this time she chose to ignore, little did she know this would affect her temper some more.

"ENOUGH," hoarsely shrieked the voice of an otherwise mild-manner Miqo'te maiden atop yonder a hill overlooking the circus, "something cataclysmic has happened to the Crystal of Earth and I fear the same thing will happen to all other crystals!"

It was then that the faint, translucent shield barrier that had covered much of the site subsided; it was a shield that had mitigated much of the potential damage from the crystal's destruction. Partially sapped of her strength just to conjure the shield, the Miqo'te, Linnaete Mellemme, wearily sprung down from her hilltop, shoving aside the somewhat crispy Drumpf as she passed.

With a quick turn of her head Agi looked at this cat creature which she never saw before shout the crystals, though she wondered how she could draw the conclusion that the others could be in danger as well. Yes as shocking as it was that this crystal shattered, there seemed to be nothing leading to it's explosion so it was hard to make a link that the others would be in danger as well.

"How do you come this conclusion and what would you suggest we do, if as you say the crystals are in danger then the fire crystal is the closest one nearby." Said a female voice which came from a Worren nearby, it was a female humanoid tiger named Decuo.

Far in the distance watching this event unravel was a little Dwarf named Lice. Lice always tried to be brave, but always ended up being a fool. Not this time however. Lice grabbed his shovel and began to run toward the commotion. However he tripped over a rock and went tumbling down the hill. Poor Lice stumbled into the crispy fried object that was the Drumpf. Not knowing what to do, he wacked it aside with his shovel to move on.

Before the mild-mannered Miqo'te could explain, an earthquake of unprecedented magnitude erupted, as if Titan himself had been scorned. The very earth seemed to be ripping itself apart, as fresh chasms and rifts opened up in an near-instant, catapulting debris of all sizes down into the many pitch-black ravines below.

"With the Earth Crystal gone, our realm is destabilising," gasped Linnaete with choking urgency, as she attempted to muster the last vestiges of her available mana and strength to conjure up a series of protective shields around everyone in the nearby vicinity.

Trying her best to keep her balance since she was out of range of the shields Decuo stumbled and was thrown a bit all over the place, as things died down a foreign landscape was revealed. The area where the crystal once was, was now 10 feet below ground with a five foot radius and elsewhere the rest of the landscape now became a myrid of cliffs as if someone bounced from one segment to another in some random order and lowered the cliffs where they land.

"Can we expect outcome like this if the other three crystal shatter as well?" Asked Decuo to the other creature that spoke of the impending doom.

But all was quiet as the dust settled around our unlikely group of heroes; just three crystals remained, which according to one learned soul, held the very fabric of their world together. With the great ravine gaping forbiddingly in wake of the once mighty Earth Crystal, the heroes' future seemed uncertain indeed. The last remnants of Linnaete's shield glimmered faintly around them, the fading light of her magic speaking ill tidings of their own mortality.

 

[Soulcorruptor]

The explosion was deafening as the crystal shattered and sprayed Timmy the Turtle with sparkling shards. Timmy gulped, shivered, and sweated inside his shell, cowering in fear of what they had done and the consequences everyone shall now face. When his courage was restored, Timmy cautiously poked his head out of his shell to survey his surroundings...What he saw was nothing but a scene of devastation in terms of the environment, tress bent all over the place, a section of the mountain missing, and a smoking crater with some crystal shard where the crystal once stood. Luckily there were survivors to the explosion as well, once such one was Agi, a 5''6' tall female human dressed in a shine priestess garb, with long mid length black hair. She was coming to pray at the crystal today to receive a bless for her shrine, upon the crystals explosion however she noticed something wrong with her, she noticed her hands were trembling with fire and electricity as well as having some explicit desire to drink now.

“Arrrr! Your goddamn gourd is squashing me! I can’t feel me legs!” yelled Polyphemos Bromios, after freeing his head and torso from rubble by mimicking swimming motions with his arms.

The wine-loving pirate was used to the sensation of feeling 'legless' as a result of a good drink, but his experience with Agi's gourd was a little too literal for his liking.

“At least spin the blasted thing round so it can pour down me hatch, arrr!”

"Unbelievable," came the muffled voice of a man from underneath rubble, "I came to be wowed by the biggest crystal ever - I wanted to buy it and put it on my tower, but then this happens - I have many friends with great big towers of their own, but the massive crystal on my tower would have easily made it the most luxurious and the biggest tower there is."

The source of the voice then promptly rose from his earthen prison, ejecting the dust, soil, rubble and crystal pieces, finding his feet and proudly standing up, his curious blonde head ferret glistening in the summer's sunlight, laced with tiny shards of crystal.

Legends state this man (the Drumpf) was worth more than ten billion Gil; his coffers grew to the alleged size it was now because he would buy up all the scarce housing estate in the world that would otherwise have gone to hard-working and modest adventurers, and turn them into either towers or Chocobo racing courses.

Overlooking from a strangely placed hilltop was a man dressed in... white? He wore the strangest white suit, with the oddest string tie- the strong scented, delightful smell of fried chicken emanated from the stand behind him.

This was when the face of the white-knight was revealed: he was old, with balding white hair. On his face he wore the nerdiest spectacles, on his cart, his proud sign displayed "Socialist Fried Chicken", behind his lay his platoon- 10 men, with the most hipster of beards and most douchéy of glasses, and 10 women, all of whom wore bright neon colours in their hair and piercings aplenty.

It was them- the fabled Bernie Brigade- and their leader: the legendary COLONEL (Bernie) SANDERS!!!

Agi looked down at the bizarre creature beneath her, more curious to her was how her ceremonial gourd which was left at home today also found it's way on her back all of a sudden, and from the weight of it filled none the less. Not wanting to harm this humanoid creature below her gourd any further she got up but instead of complying with his request to turn her gourd around and let him drink, she drank from it herself only to find that the bizarre fire and lightning that was at her fingertips finally seemed to die down. Feeling ashamed of drinking the ceremonial drink she wondered why this made what seemed like magic disappear from her finger tips, though it soon vanished as she found herself wishing she could use some fire now as it returned to her fingertips, for a most tantalizing smell hit her nostrils, it was the smell of fried chicken.

Brushing off the remains of debris from now his now crumpled 45,000-Gil suit (you simply cannot find the reasonable crafters these days who can create the best suit you have ever seen), Drumpf waltzed up to the source of the tantalising smell of fried Chocobo, his arms flexed and his chin pointing upwards, displaying all the masculinity he could possibly muster.

"Nobody loves fried Chocobo as much as me, let me tell you that," he proudly proclaimed, shedding his veneer for a moment when he momentarily sneered at Colonel Sanders, before his eyes turned to examine the ten women accompanying him, "hello, darlings - there are plenty of crystal pieces on the ground and I can give you all the biggest and prettiest ones I can find!"

Unceremoniously, he was blasted off his feet when one of the women produced a magical cane from seemingly thin air and had conjured an Aero spell, hurling the gillionnaire a full twenty yards back

There was respite from a short pause. Far too quick to be noticed ordinarily, but expectation added a dimension that was already at heightened tension.

Seeing this man thrown afar by the wind Agi saw what transpired and thought that this man should be punished further. So gathering her power at her finger she started to summon some lightning, condensing it into a ball of sorts she threw it as this man thrown back by the wind. Now shortly after doing this she began feeling a desire to drink again but for this time she chose to ignore, little did she know this would affect her temper some more.

"ENOUGH," hoarsely shrieked the voice of an otherwise mild-manner Miqo'te maiden atop yonder a hill overlooking the circus, "something cataclysmic has happened to the Crystal of Earth and I fear the same thing will happen to all other crystals!"

It was then that the faint, translucent shield barrier that had covered much of the site subsided; it was a shield that had mitigated much of the potential damage from the crystal's destruction. Partially sapped of her strength just to conjure the shield, the Miqo'te, Linnaete Mellemme, wearily sprung down from her hilltop, shoving aside the somewhat crispy Drumpf as she passed.

With a quick turn of her head Agi looked at this cat creature which she never saw before shout the crystals, though she wondered how she could draw the conclusion that the others could be in danger as well. Yes as shocking as it was that this crystal shattered, there seemed to be nothing leading to it's explosion so it was hard to make a link that the others would be in danger as well.

"How do you come this conclusion and what would you suggest we do, if as you say the crystals are in danger then the fire crystal is the closest one nearby." Said a female voice which came from a Worren nearby, it was a female humanoid tiger named Decuo.

Far in the distance watching this event unravel was a little Dwarf named Lice. Lice always tried to be brave, but always ended up being a fool. Not this time however. Lice grabbed his shovel and began to run toward the commotion. However he tripped over a rock and went tumbling down the hill. Poor Lice stumbled into the crispy fried object that was the Drumpf. Not knowing what to do, he wacked it aside with his shovel to move on.

Before the mild-mannered Miqo'te could explain, an earthquake of unprecedented magnitude erupted, as if Titan himself had been scorned. The very earth seemed to be ripping itself apart, as fresh chasms and rifts opened up in an near-instant, catapulting debris of all sizes down into the many pitch-black ravines below.

"With the Earth Crystal gone, our realm is destabilising," gasped Linnaete with choking urgency, as she attempted to muster the last vestiges of her available mana and strength to conjure up a series of protective shields around everyone in the nearby vicinity.

Trying her best to keep her balance since she was out of range of the shields Decuo stumbled and was thrown a bit all over the place, as things died down a foreign landscape was revealed. The area where the crystal once was, was now 10 feet below ground with a five foot radius and elsewhere the rest of the landscape now became a myrid of cliffs as if someone bounced from one segment to another in some random order and lowered the cliffs where they land.

"Can we expect outcome like this if the other three crystal shatter as well?" Asked Decuo to the other creature that spoke of the impending doom.

But all was quiet as the dust settled around our unlikely group of heroes; just three crystals remained, which according to one learned soul, held the very fabric of their world together. With the great ravine gaping forbiddingly in wake of the once mighty Earth Crystal, the heroes' future seemed uncertain indeed. The last remnants of Linnaete's shield glimmered faintly around them, the fading light of her magic speaking ill tidings of their own mortality.

Agi who was quite irritated now took another drink from her gourd and felt her mood stabilize some. Taking a look around what happened she could still hardly believe all this, and if the other crystals were in danger they should try to find away to solve them. Thus speaking up she said loudly enough for everyone to hear, "Are we gonna stand around like a merry bunch of idiots, or are we going to move onto the next crystal and try and figure out what happened here so to prevent the others from shattering?"

 

[Dionysos]

This story is over. The Demon Wall choked on the story as you were telling it.



Here are the results:

Although Soulcorruptor was the last person to update the story, this was after the time allocated for the competition's close (June 29th at 00.00 GMT).

1st Place = Galadín = 5 BWP + 50 Gil
2nd Place = soulcorruptor = 3 BWP + 30 Gil
3rd Place = Linnaete = 2 BWP + 20 Gil

All other participants gain 1 BWP + 10 Gil for their efforts. Paddy McGee LovingOfLightning Shace paissa Dionysos

Thank you all for participating.