Turn 83
"They're probably going to go after me, unless they have other problems of some sort. I need to be ready."
Two more 
essences, continue my trek to the castle door. Hurry, dangit.
SPD [(6)/2+1=4]
CMP [3+1=4]
POT [4+1=5]
CMP [1]
POT [2]A very interesting sight greeted None as he reached the castle gates. First he noticed half dissolved corpse of a naga trapped within great mass of spiked vines, they were not moving, but one plants had no trouble being patient. Next he noticed something far more useful - four steel swords strewn around the place. But None knew that he needed to proceed carefully, despite mages certainly following him, for there may still had been some dangers nearby.
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SPD [(4+1)/2+2=4.5]SPD [(6)/2+2=5]SPD [(6-1)/2+2=4.5]SPD [(3-1)/2+1=2]CMP [4+1+1=6]
POT [6+1+1=8]
CMP [2+1+1-1=3]
POT [4+1+1-1=5]
CMP [2]
POT [3]CMP [1+1=2]
POT [5+1=6]
CMP [4]
POT [5]Three mages took to the air, as three hunter hawks flying after their prey. Grundar, having to follow on foot quickly fell behind. Yet speed given by wings (and jetpack) was not quite enough. They were gaining, and None was closer and closer with each minute, but it was clear that with the head start he had, None would reach the castle before they came close enough to hit him.
((I'm not sure if I'm enormously lucky I didn't get frozen while asleep or enormously unlucky from being eaten.))
Prayer inside head: Armok! Almighty lord! Please give me power so I can kill this dragon in your name!
Take out my knife. Full acceleration boost out the mouth while cutting everywhere around me.
CMP [5]
POT [1]
LUCK [4]
END [6]
Stomach of a dragon, as spacious as this one was, isn’t quite large enough for a man to move around easily. Azenfar attempted a spell to get himself out, yet he forgot to compensate for the fact that his legs were somewhat damaged. The boost he used resulted in him barely budging. Armok helps those that help themselves, Azenfar remembered. It seemed that for the big guy upstairs this was not enough of self-help to be worth bothering. Stomach acid was mostly stopped by clothes, seemingly not entirely able to digest them. Yet burning feeling around Accelerators neck and hands did not allow to relax.
uitlize all essences to give myself, "functional steal wings"
CMP [6+1+1+1+1+1-1-1=9]
POT [6+1+1+2+1+1=12]
LUCK [6]
END [1]Just as Flare finished chanting his spell, he collapsed on the ground in pain, losing consciousness. If one had watched from nearby, they would had seen how steel barbs sprouted from feromancers back, piercing through his clothes, still slick with blood from where they penetrated flesh and skin. The barbs grew long stalks away from the body, creating a steel skeleton, which was then covered in sheets of steel which grew sharp steel feathers. Then, primary barbs expanded near the base, covering up wounds they had caused when growing out, and stopping blood from flowing out. Thusly, Flare unknowingly continued the tradition of going down in pain while gaining wings for this battle.
"Huh. How strange. Farewell, I guess!"
He travels a bit NW making another couple (2) essences.
CMP [2+1=3]
POT [4+1=5]
CMP [3]
POT [3]Not wanting to stay so close to an entrance to a tunnel with unknown number of goblins, Gambler took a brief hike northwest. Grass was just the same, and there were no known goblin caves nearby. There might had not been any goblin caves nearby at all!
Three essences.
CMP [6+1=7]
POT [4+1=5]
CMP [1]
POT [6]
CMP [2-1=1]
POT [1-1=0]Kahel had no wings of his own to follow the trio. He had no cause to either. There was a dragon to hunt, a dragon that already ate one of them. It seemed to have a taste for mage flesh, and with one eye lost, chances of it feeling forgiving were slim to none.
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