With you now in charge of Hell(or at least you
think), you sit down on the throne, the pedestal with the cup of souls sitting on top of it. You wondered what it would be like to lead a group of crazed demons. As you sit down and ponder, you nearly forgot about the fresh corpse of the once-great leader, and to remember, you slide your right hands' fingers over some blood on the stone floor. You can tell that the floor is not made of Slade. you begin to rub your blood-stained fingers together, the blood having a leather-like feel, somehow. Nevertheless, you rub as much of the blood as you can off your fingers into the cup. As soon as the first drop touches the cup, the SCREAMS COME BACK, AND WITH EACH DROP GET LOUDER, YOUR LAUGHTER MAKING YOU MORE INSANE, AND THEN IN A FLASH, it all dies down. You have a bad feeling about this.
2 minutes have passed and nothing happens. Maybe nothing will-
WOOSH! Light blue glowing lights fly all around the room, some even going in circles around you. You begin to freak out, hiding behind the throne, as the lights begin to focus onto one area, you stand up, walk towards the pedestal, looking at an empty cup. Whatever those lights are doing, they are forming something that is hard to recognize, but you lose your focus when you see the snail made of salt returns with
2 guards armed with bows!"It's him! It's the murderer!"
Both guards proceed to fire arrows at you,
one bouncing off your head with no kind of damage at all, another aiming for your left leg, which nearly hits you, but is grabbed by a figure, who then in return sets it on fire and throws it back with great force,
hitting a guard directly in the middle of the chest and exploding, instantly killing the wounded guard, the explosion glancing off the snail, and knocking the second guard unconscious."You should have not returned," the figure calls, the room wailing, turns to you and looks at you with red eyes.
"Stop him."
Suddenly, your mind is overcome with rage, and you charge towards the snail. "What the," the snail yells, and retreats through the same way he came in, you follow him, the figure following you from behind.
You are now on 4th floor, the Blacksmith's terrace. This is where about half of all demons' trade is: the making and selling of weapons, armor, and little trinkets. As you came up the stairs, you saw the snail turn left, but you don't see
any snail in sight, more specifically one made of salt.
Name: Desero Hoofstones the Misty Coast
A lightweight Slade demon.
Status: Rage
Wounds:none
Inventory: Nothing
Name:Unknown
Unknown characteristics except it can breathe fire.
Status:Unknown
Wounds:Unknown
Inventory:Unknown
You are now on the 4th floor of Hell, also known as the Blacksmith's Terrace.
To the north(behind you) is the staircase going downstairs back to the 3rd floor to the throne room.
The Terrace is a 300x300 area, and is bustling with stall after stall lined up in rows filled with weapons, armor, and the likes.
The currency that the Blacksmiths use are souls, and depending on how powerful the souls are, they can make some the most powerful weapons or armor around.
Wow, HUGE update. I had trouble making up my mind for the guards attacking and such, so I had to use a d6, and I think the demon seem to have gotten very lucky. Maybe too lucky.
As for rolls, the first guards attacking was a 6, thus aiming for the head. By the way, this is why I keep a list saved on my CPU for attack rolls.
The guard fires an arrow, and rolls a 2, hitting, but bouncing right off.
guard #2 rolls a 4, aiming for the left leg, and rolling a 1, in which instead of a miss, I decided that by then the figure would already be formed and fully functional, turning into a counterattack, roll a 5, going for the chest. The 'setting it on fire and then exploding' part was something I threw in for Fun. Of course, I didn't need to roll for the guard that was hit, as I knew he was instantly blow up, but the snail rolled a 2 and guard rolled a 3, thus glancing off and knocking unconscious.
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