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The Ruins of Neo-Arcadia are a silent reminder to many of what horrors the Starvia can bring, and what a simple shift from one land to another can bring to an entire civilization to. The wreckage looks more like a junkyard at this rate, with scattered robotic limbs and skeletons strewn half-hidden betwixt the dust and ash. It looked more like a warzone here than a city. Low, resonant energies of another world, however, danced freely among the scattered ruins. Amidst the center of the main road, a small imp paced. He was no larger than three feet tall. This was probably the secretary the Archfiend had sent, or perhaps this was the hammy archfiend, intending to make a good first impression. The latter, of course, was true. The miniaturized gremlin kept muttering and pacing, shifting ever so slightly back and forth as he awaited his team of contractees.

Amidst the ruins, however, another person of this land was laying dormant, blade in the ground, stacked high above any other piece of refuse. It was of the world as well, but its energies were too potent to approach currently. The other items about were arcane, out of place in such a technologically savvy location. The team would need to gather at least four relics before trying to take the sword atop the mountain of junk.

"Come on... when are they gonna get here?! The Master is waiting... and waiting means boots, boots to the head, the butt, the head again... I don't wanna get kicked again."

[TartoonHand94]

“If you don’t want to be kicked again, I highly recommend you point me in the direction of your master so that I may kick him myself!” Ludwig growled behind the diminutive archfiend. It’d only be natural if the gremlin did not hear him coming. A Koopa is nothing if not stealthy. A startled scared reaction would do wonders for his mood right now.

“He’s got quite the nerve for making the great Ludwig Von Koopa come all the way out here without the decency to being here to greet me!” Ludwig had a bone to pick with this alleged master. This city looked a nightmare, which is saying a lot coming from someone who lives in the middle of volcanoes. How desperate was Ludwig for the chance at this power to be convinced to come here of all places? Certainly more than he’d let show.
“After I kick the others for being late, that is.”

[heirtothemonado]

A small cloud of twilight particles swirled toward the ground and formed into the shape of Midna as she warped to the forgotten city. Man what a dump this place turned out to be. There was junk everywhere!

"Man, what a dump!" Midna said to herself as she floated through all the garbage. Surely there'd be a better place to meet then this? Even if they were looking for some kind of artifact. In which case, meeting in a dump made some sort of sense. Looking ahead of her, Midna spied a mane of blue hair sprouting over a mound of junk. "...Ah, there's the rest of them. Good thing they made themselves so visible. I don't think I'd have ever found them otherwise."

Floating over the pile of junk, Midna overheard the ending part of Ludwig's "threat". "Oh really? That's no way to greet potential partner. Especially if you don't know whether they might backstab you at a moment's notice" she teased. While she wasn't really planning on doing any of that....yet....she thought it might be a good opportunity to have some fun with her new partner.

".....So what are we doing here anyway? The notice said something about artifacts, but....are they really here, among all this junk?" Midna asked. 

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Midna
Health: 140/140
Shield: 45/45
Status: Normal

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Seemingly out of... Well, from nowhere - a certain skeleton, wearing a simple unzipped blue hoodie, a white t-shirt, black shorts with white stripes, and a pair of slippers approached the group with his signature grin as he gave a lazy wave at the group, walking towards them in a casual manner. With the final member having arrived, it looks as though the whole gang is here, ready to take on whatever mission that such a desolate landscape of the now Lost Neo-Arcadia had to offer. Such a journey was no doubt going to involve a lot of combat and Sans... Eeeeh, let's just say he may or may not be in the mood to handle such a long term combat, not to mention having to deal with a large scale boss battle should the situation ever turn south for the group.













Alas, Sans waited no time in bringing out his delightful, but often soul crushing puns into the fray as part of his usual greeting. To the uninitiated, they were going to be on one comedic ride - filled with banter, jokes, and a light hearted adventure to top this dark depressing mood. For those who certainly do not like the idea of someone taking the mood seriously, and are just simply goofing around well...

They are going to be in for a Bad Time.

…

Nah, probably not. Well, not unless his fellow team members have done anything bad of the sort, which the Skeleton can sense inside of them as a form of 'sin' against them. Still, he keeps a cool and collected face, walking closer towards the main group, gazing towards Midna and gave her a wink as a form of greeting. Then his eyes turned to look at Ludwig and the small imp, and watched their behaviour, and already noticed by the factor of Ludwig's temper that he has some history with this so called "master" that the imp belonged to. It was at this point, Sans knew that Ludwig was going to feel the awful pain of puns first hand.

Mainly because he enjoys annoying such people~







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HP: 1
"Stamina": 275/275
Status: Normal
KARMA: 0%
Appeal: 0

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"WATCH YOUR TONGUE, YOU HIDEOUSLY HAIRED WORM! I COULD SMITE YOU IN A MINUTE, BUT I REQUIRE YOUR PRESENCE FOR THIS UNDERTAKING IN MY STEAD. THE MASTER HAS MORE IMPORTANT MATTERS THAN TO DEAL WITH COMMON RABBLE! PROVE YOURSELF, AND YOU WILL SEE HIM."

The small imp stomped, jumping up and down in a bit of a tantrum as he was spoken down to by so many others. Clearly, this maniacal imp was under the impression some grand, dark lord was currently residing in Li. Of course, the little creature decided to take this up a notch by scaling over a small trash pile to stand high above the group. The dust of the area fogged around his knees, which made the little guy look a tad more dramatic as he tried to rouse his mercenaries to work. 

"ABOVE US IS THE LEGENDARY BLADE CALADBOLG, WIELDED ONCE BY HIS DARKNESS. WHILE WE STILL NEED THESE ARTIFACTS, IF YOU CAN GATHER SIX OTHER ONES, WE CAN BREAK THE SEAL AND RELEASE THAT BLADE FROM ITS RESTING PLACE! I HAND-PICKED EACH OF YOU FOR A REASON, WROTE MY ADVERTISEMENT TO TEMPT ONLY YOU WORMS INTO THIS PACT. YOU WILL FIGHT, DIG, AND BRING BACK TO ME WHATEVER MAGICAL ARTIFACTS YOU CAN FIND!"

Hultaglun slipped and fell, tumbling down in several cartwheel motions only to skid face first before the three. Shaking himself off, and pointing out to the massive piles of rubble and ruin, he shouted to them plainly...

"GET TO WORK!"

(In order to begin digging for artifacts, everyone must roll one of the following while they search.)
(INT, WIS, or an unmodified roll.)
(Rolling anywhere from a 1-5 is considered a fail, and after everyone else rolls, will spawn enemies.)
(Rolling 6-10 is considered a break-even, and results in no artifacts being uncovered.)
(11-20 is considered a find, and will uncover an artifact. The higher the roll, the better the item, which will temporarily boost allies for the remainder of the mission.)

[TartoonHand94]

The sudden pale grimace on his face before turning around was the only tell Ludwig was going to give that Midna’s sudden appearance spooked him. Turning to her with claws and teeth beared, he lowered them and closed his mouth upon realizing just how small she was.
“My back would stab you first if you so dared try.” He rolled his eyes aloofly, throwing Midna’s quip back in her face. Clearly Ludwig was the kind to be relied upon, but not to be trusted.

“It appears introductions are in order. May I be the first to congratulate you on the honor of working with the one and only-” Ludwig realized such open hostility toward his quote-unquote teammates was unbecoming of a future king, so decided to grant Midna the dignity, before being cut off by the third member's arrival. Ludwig snorted smoke from his nostrils at the sight of the skeleton dressed like The Dude. Not even the Dry Bones that once guarded his fortresses would be caught dead wearing that. “(Speaking of junk…)”

“...And it’s a comedian. Congratulations, I’ve only just met you and you’re officially worse than the Best Fitness Friends.” Ludwig knew this guy’s type. He’s already a skeleton so there’s nothing left to burn. Knock him down he’ll simply reassemble him. He’ll be goading Ludwig this entire mission just to get him to try, so he can reassemble and laugh harder in his face. This is why they’ve tried so hard to keep Iggy out of the lava.
“You'll wear this acclamation with pride, no doubt.”

Speaking of guys who are funny when they’re angry. The small imp succeeded where Sans oh so miserably failed: amuse Ludwig with his antics.
“Find the artifacts, break the seal, release the blade, got it.” Ludwig confirmed and almost saluted before turning to get on with it already. Maybe he’ll find some wire to tie the skeleton’s jaw shut.

With all this scrap lying around, the party’s work was cut out for them. But Ludwig doesn’t spend every morning painstakingly manicuring sharpening his claws to dirty them by digging through trash.
Fortunately, he wouldn’t have to, for he was wise enough to bring along his Wand.

With a wave and a bob, a bile of trash’s gravity was robbed, allowing it to effortlessly float apart so Ludwig could search through with his eyes and not his claws.

(t3|wrn5Hp_1d20+3 Ludwig's Wise Roll with his Wand)

Ludwig
130/130 HP
40/40 Shield
Status: Normal

1d20+3

[heirtothemonado]

"If you say so" Midna replied to Ludwig's threat, and left it at that. She had better things to do then argue with him all day. Especially when their third partner showed up, with a.....questionable sense of humor.

"Ugh..." Midna just groaned at all of Sans' jokes. Geez, his jokes were about as dry as the bones he was made out of. They were almost physically painful for her to listen to. Luckily, something else rang throughout the junkyard, drowning out Sans' awful puns. Although the replacement wasn't much better. Midna would take awful jokes over an earsplittingly annoying voice any day. Even if that voice did have something important to say.

"Artifacts, huh. Do you want a specific kind, or....?" Midna asked, to no one in particular. The little imp looked like he was busy enough trying to pick himself up off the ground to answer her questions anyway. "Idiot...." she muttered, resigning herself to picking up random junk and seeing what she could find. Midna's hair flicked up over her shoulder, forming into a large hand several times larger then her own. Reaching in toward a pile of junk that looked promising, Midna grabbed a large chunk out of it and brought it closer to her so she could examine it's contents more carefully, while also making a mental note to wash her hair very well when she got home. 

CI9bHA7sp_1d20+2 (Midna searching for artifacts)

"....Hey, I think I found something!"

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Midna
Health: 140/140
Shield: 45/45
Status: Searching

1d20+2