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Triumph.
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From a miscelanious piece of paper stuck in the pocket of Belighor's robe: Note to self. Do not use a barrier as a footstool when trying to reach the top of a shelf. The mess takes hours to clean up.
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Gonna have to pass out for the night, now. Since there really isn't anything for Belighor to do except hover awkwardly at the edge of the conversation, I guess it really doesn't make a difference. :P
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Belighor sighed. "D-don't try to reason with him. It doesn't work."
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Belighor gave Edmund a nod of acknowledgement. "Belighor Sydoria."
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Noticing that he was being left alone, Belighor hurriedly called out a farewell to Ilmenda, following after his companions. He didn't have any of the bones, but he still was interested in putting them to rest.
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Belighor froze momentarily as he was confronted by three strangers, though he relaxed a bit when two of them left. He recognized the girl as the one who had been in the waiting room before they had entered the dungeon. "Er. Um. H-hi. I didn't intro…
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"I think that we've explored enough for now, g-guys." Belighor said, nervously tugging his scarf. "We should head back now. I-if that's okay with you all, of c-course."
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Pfft. Casually destroying any semblance of difficulty is always a thing. I feel like a bad DM. You've been doing pretty awesome so far. You'll just have to make up for the lost fight. :P
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-hitting the quote button instead of edit, woo-
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Shrugging, Belighor followed Nathan into the other room. As he entered the room, he stopped and stated a Nathan, surrounded by remains. "D-did. Did you. Did you kill all these by YOURSELF?"
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Pfft. Casually destroying any semblance of difficulty is always a thing.
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"Hm? Oh, s-sure." Belighor focused intently on the ceiling.
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"A pendant?" After examining it for a moment Belighor shrugged, then put it on. "Looks pretty, if nothing else."
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"Hm. Interesting." Belighor attempts to open the lockbox.
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Nervously creeping up to the chest, Belighor snatched the Wand of Healing. "Er. I'll take this, if it's okay with you all..." He backed away before anyone could object, cautiously heading down the unexplored hallway.
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"T-that was surprisingly easy." Belighor said, sighing in relief. "C-careful, there might still be monsters on this floor." Noticing the treasure chest, he started walking over to it, only to be beaten by Nathan. "O-okay."
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"H-how dare, indeed." Belighor muttered, Telefragging the Gazer before retreating behind his sturdier companions. (Telefrag: Gazer)
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Whoops. Sorry, misread that somehow.
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-Nothing to see here, move along, move along-
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"Oh d-dear. This might be a bit more difficult than I hoped." Belighor gestured at Demei. "T-this should help. I hope." (Protection: Demei)
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Belighor sighed. "A necromancer? You'd think they'd have b-better things to do than harass adventurers." He focused, waving a hand at Demei. "They d-don't seem too tough, but more p-power can't hurt." (Reinforce: Demei)
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Belighor sighed. "T-this is still only the second floor, you know. I d-don't really think there's going to be anything we can't handle. Probably." He took a few steps down the hallway, then turned to face the rest of the party. "We d-don't really ha…
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I would be honored to be the caretaker of Torchy the Third, of Dungeonia.
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Belighor gave Nathan a somewhat confused look. "W-wait. What's the point in distracting a monster if we have no idea where it is? Also, h-how is it supposed to tell how superstitious said monster is?"
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Just watch, it'll be filled with level 99 monsters specifically to spite him.
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Torchy III resumed circling around Belighor's head. Facing N, he smiled somewhat shyly, (though it was hidden by his scarf) taking the Wooden Shank. "T-thanks. Er, y-you're pretty skilled, too. Hopefully I won't need to use this, though b-because if…
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"Hm?" Belighor's head perked up as the moth began circling around his head. "Ah, you're a torchlight moth, aren't you?" He opened his palm, allowing it to land. "Never hurts to have a source of light. If you're going to be sticking around, you'll ne…
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yay for that, I guess. :V
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pfffft Fixed my post.
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Belighor grabbed the remaining Lesser Wealth scroll and Elemental Resistance potion. "I g-guess I'll just t-take what's left, then. Er, if anyone else wants them they can have them I guess..."
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I'm free, if we're playing tonight. :V
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Bluh, I need to sleep, sorry. Please have Belighor Telefrag a goblin on his turn, and then I guess just automate him in a way that doesn't screw everyone over? :V
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Belighor blinked. He wasn't sure wether to be horrified by the carelessness it took to try and attack a goblin with.a bag, or impressed by the fact that it actually worked. Both at the same time, really.
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That was literally the best thing.
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Belighor frowned as the goblin struck Demei. It didn't appear to hurt much, but there were five goblins, and wounds could accumulate quickly. "This should help a bit." He made a hand guestures. (Protection: Demei)
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Er, is Belighor deliberately not on the turn order?
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"...Never give up, never give in..." Belighor nodded absently. "F-fire is good. Just d-didn't agree on the running part." He stood. "Alright, fully charged."
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Belighor continued muttering to himself. "...I am the bone of my sword..." After hearing Nathan, he opened one eye. "W-we can take them. Just need to cooperate. I-if we run scared from the first floor, we'll never g-get anywhere." (Draw MP)
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Belighor continued to kneel, muttering various snippets of poems and philosophical quotations in an effort to remain concentrated. (Absorb MP)
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Belighor blinked. "Um. I t-think we messed up, g-guys." He knelt, trying to focus on the environment around him. He was completely out of mana, and he didn't want to get caught off guard by whatever was at the end of the hallway. (Draw MP)
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"Urgh, have you gone mad?" Belighor sighed, sidestepping to get a clear line of fire. "It's a monster. Monsters are obstacles. If we want to get anywhere in this dungeon, we can't afford to mess around like this." He waved his hand again. (Telefra…
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How fast do witches absorb MP from their environment?
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Sort of a moot point now. :V
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Belighor trailed slightly behind the others, taking his time walking down the steps to the Dungeon. This was really it, wasn't it? Shrouded in myth, birthplace of legends, all that? It was incredible to finally be able to step foot inside it. As Be…
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Alright, just wasn't completely sure. :V
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"H-huh?" Startled by the voice coming from above him, Belighor jumped to his feet, trying to hide in his scarf and cloak, though after seeing its source he relaxed. "B-barrier. W-witch." While normally be would have tried to creep off after answerin…
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Ica, Nathan's referring to schools of magic, right? Or am I horribly misinterpreting that statement?
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As soon as the fighting had started Belighor had started slowly backing away from the source of the commotion until he had bumped into the wall. He breathed a sigh of relief as the peacekeeping golem showed up, only to be immediately put back on edg…
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"M-my schools?" Oh no, oh no, this wasn't good at all. People tended to not react well to male witches, a fact Belighor knew all too well. It had been going so well, too. "Er. School. Singular. B-barrier. I'm a witch..." Belighor nervously took a st…
