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"There is power in your blood, for those with the fortitude to pay the price. Do not let the Comet find this power. Do not let it feel your strength. Drink from your enemies, but do not be drank from."

The hateful glow of the comet was shrouded behind the trees, the farmstead ahead was only barely visible from the thicket and the decrepit ruins therein. One could hear the groaning of a thousand bodies behind the brief weald, that small patch of dead trees, turned blue by the roots which sipped the unearthly power within the very ground. They were alive with deadly anger, something... evil. It was as if this very land was alive with the Comet's will, and whatever was beyond these old gates were ready and waiting for the encroaching team to approach. Perhaps those brave souls would be emboldened by this presence, or terrified.

Whatever the case was, the stage is set, and the people who signed their names to this suicide mission wouldn't be wise to abandon now, nor would they be foolish to step to the plate, in search of those shards to embolden their bodies and steel their tools of war, whatever they are.

(TEAM LEADER! Please make your intro post!) @kneelbeforezod

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The moon was full and luminous, though the darkness across the land was barely helped by its rays. Fortunately for the Son of the Dragon's Son, his eyes almost shone in the darkness. Like it or not, this was his element. Nightfall was when he felt his blood rushing in his veins, it's when he felt the desire to hunt, to fight and to kill. A gfit from his father's bloodline, a gift he put to good use as a hunter of stalkers, as a killer of monsters.

He'd lead the three through the woods, and now was walking ahead of them, gesturing with his black gloves toward the farm, the source of this eerie glowing light. Alucard looked on with an impassive face with that almost emotionless expression, more suited for a marble statue than a living being of flesh and blood. His cape hid most of his body, but one could still see red flashing across the interior, flickering almost like the beating of a heart. And at his hip was his family's sword, sheathed but no doubt ready to serve its owner well once again.

"There," spoke the dhampir with a powerful deep voice. Like his expression, it too was an even monotone, no emotion allowed to escape. "I met the family here once, years ago. Charming people. I doubt they've survived."

[Mari]

As usual, Zelda was wearing an ornate black cloak that covered her entire body, save her face. She had arrived with Miadna, and spoken little. It wasn't every day that something threatened the life sphere from within, and well... If they didn't put a stop to that, Zelda wouldn't have a place to live! Neither would Midna. Although she felt unsure of herself setting off to fight again after so many years of just ... withering, being here with Midna helped her summon the skeletal remains of her confidence. It held together, though she couldn't be certain it would always hold together. She'd come to understand that fighting brought up old feelings in ways she'd never expected. How much of her life had she spent surrendering? Running away? ...An unnatural silence filled her mind, though she was wise enough to know the answer. It was an answer she could not bear to acknowledge. Not right now. Later, when she did not need a clear mind. A deep voice greeted her attention span and drew her from her thoughts. It was a sharp departure from what she was used to in her own company. "--Pardon?" the woman softly replied. "...Did you say you met them here?" she went on to ask. Why, this was just a farm! It was an odd place for meetings, not that Zelda would understand. She gingerly pulled down her hood after speaking. She was picking up on an imminent danger, and she didn't want her hood blocking her peripheral vision if they were attacked. Her slender elven ears perked up as she did so, fidgetting slightly as she tracked nearby sounds. A royal diadem rested upon her head, beset by family jewels.

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It seemed as if things were slowly but surely getting interesting...


The sky was painted with a seaweed green, fading into a pale olive. The barren trees withered almost as if they felt a deep-rooted pain around this place. It was a suitable atmosphere for the events that led up to how he got here. There were a total of four of them in the group. Their leader, a mysterious being unlike Ganondorf had ever seen or heard before gave way for curiosity. Each individual was unique in their own way but something screamed for the red-haired man's attention when it came to their leader...despite that Ganondorf managed to keep his thoughts towards their goal. 

The tall man had a natural gift when it came to his appearance. Setting aside the resting-angry face he was built quite nicely. His muscles were a force to be reckoned with and with a sorcerer like himself, they were always put to good use. It wasn't simply his build, his clothing, headpiece, and the jewel connected to it that rested on his forehead spoke volumes. Fire red hair fluttered through the lone breeze that drifted by, before falling back into place in luscious layers. His golden eyes looked over the cloaked woman briefly. It was faint but when she spoke after their leader, a sense of familiarity washed over him. The briefness had him questioning whether it was real or not. He decided to go with the latter. In contrast to what most might think, Ganondorf didn't flaunt his power openly that often. It was only when he required to or felt the dire need. This was not one of those times. This demanded that he keep himself in check at all times.

A small sphere of fire appeared beside Ganondorf's head and whispered into his ear.  "......"




Ganondorf crossed his arms and gave a curt nod. "Is that so," he muttered after releasing a deep sigh. His deep, baritone voice was rich and smooth- a few bumps here and there but it was a nice sound. His golden orbs (another notable feature) for the most part, however, remained on the members of the group. The sorcerer wasn't exactly a team player...but this sort of setting stuffed that ideology somewhere he couldn't reach. The situation called for him to behave and put his mind to ease by learning more about the world of Li through its problems. This comet business...was one of those problems. "One more time. Check twice if you must. You know where to find me."  The sphere of fire disappeared, and Ganondorf spoke up towards their leader. "This is quite the interesting place to meet. What was it exactly that brought you and them here at that time?" If he was being honest- he wasn't all that curious but felt that he should add to the conversation. If anything was going to get done with all of them alive- they needed to depend on him and he (although he hated the idea of it) had to depend on them too. It was only for a limited time- this team wasn't a forever sort of thing. He thought of it as a means of side-entertainment even to keep himself in a good mindset for the time being.

[heirtothemonado]

Like the other members of her party, Midna stayed silent as the pale man in front of her lead the way. This was a rather strange group that she had found herself with. The pale man and Zelda aside, there was also the other man, dark skinned, red haired individual, much like herself. However, Midna couldn't shake the feeling that she had seen him before. Not on Li, that was for sure, but.....Midna's memory failed her as she tried searching for an answer. Regardless, she was with Zelda, and that was all the reassurance that she needed.

As they closed in on the Farmstead's gate, Midna couldn't help be feel a bit apprehensive about going further. Haunted locations weren't that much of an issue - she had traveled the Arbitor's Grounds with Link - but this place had an almost unholy, cursed vibe to it. Almost as if the place was alive, and filled with hatred. As the pale man leading them stopped in front of the gate, Midna stuck close to Zelda. Partly because of her own fear caution, and partly because she wanted to keep Zelda safe.

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Midna
Damage: 0%
Status: Normal

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The spoiled, decrepit landscape cracked open and split apart, shuddering and shedding its existence into some incoherent horror of time and space. The worlds twisted and writhed, cracking reality in a mere kaleidoscope of past and future battles. The barrier that threw itself behind the team barely had a chance to finish forming as the light of the world finally changed in the dome of the Farmstead. The color was...


6IufSBRCp_1d6ALIEN!

The incoherent jumble of time and space didn't do well refracting back into a manageable light source. The creatures of the area were soon... subsumed into a single form. Man, deer, pig, horse. Sinew, organ, bone, crystal, all were joined as one in a disgusting, dastardly pile of flesh, fur, and vitreous potency. This was the Thing From The Stars! The terrible creature groaned out in a shuddering bulk of crystalline grating and human lungs screaming. Finally, it just... spoke...

"Revoke your..." it wheezed in, "Frailties of flesh. Live with..." another wheeze, "Usssss."

As to immediately contradict its offer to try and peacefully devour the heroes in a painful, agonizing banquet, the creature opened its chest up, firing off a massive, impaling shard right at Ganondorf!

p_1d20(Transfixing Shard @ Ganon. If hits, deals 30% damage, debuffs Ganondorf -10% Damage to strongest attack next turn)

Next, the vile, burly beast ran right towards Zelda, slamming its claw-like arm down to try and slash the woman from an overhead slash, sliding forward after striking if it hit or missed to turn to Alucard...

p_1d20-2(Void Fang @ Zelda. If hits, deals 35% damage.)

Once facing Alucard, back to Midna, the Thing From The Stars roared, sending a hailstorm of smaller pieces at him. The glistening crystals that flew from its maw were hateful, and if they stuck to his flesh, would tear through even his vampiric resilience like a hot knife through butter.

p_1d20(Shard Storm @ Alucard. If hits, deals 20% damage. Inflicts Blight, poison [3% damage] that stacks, for 2 turns.)

Not done yet, the thing stomped the ground, sending a massive, blue shard out diagonally at Midna's throat, attempting to strike her with an ordinarily lethal attack.

p_1d20(Thirsty Shard @ Midna. If hits, deals 25% damage. Inflicts Grievous Wounds)

The very reality around them was a cosmic, space-faring horror of the stars and cosmos, only a large, stone arena under their feet, and the infinite cosmos behind them. As the place neared closer towards a small, crystalline orb in the distance, the Thing grew increasingly scared, worried, terrified almost. It was as though if they arrived to that end point it would just flee...

THE THING FROM THE STARS APPROACHES!
HP: 250%
Status: Terrifying, but no ailments.
Flees in - 5 Turns


Special Light Property: All status effects are guaranteed to proc against The Thing From The Stars. Stuns against the Thing are not canceled if it's hit while stunned.

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It seemed that luck was not on their side on this day. As the ground began to shudder it soon split apart. This made way for an abomination, formed from various creatures upon the land, to be created and stand in its unorthodox fashion. Ganondorf knew he was full of himself but one thing for sure- his Ganon form had nothing on this creature. If anything he was the far more good looking one if one were to compare. The man found it both interesting and surprising that the abomination could speak. It was terribly dry, and raspy but it still formed words. Very offputting words at that. 'A fight so early on. How thrilli-' Ganondorf's thoughts were cut short as the creature released some sort of shard from what he considered its chest area directly at him. His natural frown deepened and he immediately moved to dodge it. YctIDbuVp_1d20-3   He managed to successfully roll out of the way then let a smirk find its way onto his lips.

  "Hah! You should know better than to attack me first."   
Ganondorf withdrew his swords, charging up one of his most punishing attacks. His famous Four Hit Combo.  By charging his attack he will up the damage output to its maximum, 26%. In the mean time he prompted for conjuring up his chaos energy to summon an offshoot of himself Permanent Offshoot (guard 25% Attack 0) ...but it slowly began to morph into something else. p_1d20+2
Ignitia. Ganondorf tugged at the core of his offshoot's being to pull her guard up but she didn't feel a thing nor did she seem to care. "It will burn!" 

















"Hold on Ignitia. You can attack later. It's my turn now." Finally finished charging the red-haired man crossed his dual blades and charged in to execute his attack. 

Health: 170%
BS(with guard of Ignitia):90%
Status: Attacking
??2 Attacks on cool down?? 

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[heirtothemonado]

As soon as they were though they gate, the skies started warping and shifting on themselves, before they transformed into something that was beyond anything Midna had seen before. and before her eyes, any living, moving thing that had been in the area before had all been merged into one, truly hideous and repulsive form. It was beyond works to describe, but Midna could ever  so slightly hear a whisper coming from the horror. 

"As if I'm going to go anywhere with you, you repulsive monster!" Midna replied heatedly. Brave words coming from the actual imp, Midna. Maybe instead of taunting it you should focus on getting out of the way of that shard heading for your throat?

L6bdduTap_1d20+1 (Midna's dodge of Thirsty Shard.)

Floating up and away from the shard that had come rocketing out of the ground, Midna started to throw down magic at the monster, because what else was she supposed to do?

p_1d20+2 (Midna's Twili Magic! DMG 15%)

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Midna
Damage: 0%
Status: Normal

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[Mari]

...How dare he?

Zelda's eyes locked onto Ganondorf and her eyes skipped a beat. Did this man, standing above every other man in the sphere, honestly think for one goddess damned moment that she wasn't going to recognize the one, the only male gerudo that had ever existed for the past century? As if there was anyone else remotely similar in appearance to the Dark King, Ganondorf?!

...Boy, he let his hair go. She guessed those big hands of his weren't so good for braiding.

But why was he acting like he didn't know she was here?! Why wasn't he trying to kidnap her? Surely her disguise couldn't fool him. She could feel it in her hand, a tingling sensation that ran up her arm. She didn't even need to look to know that the triforce of wisdom was reacting to the proximity of the triforce of strength. Frankly, he could've looked like a short man in an elf suit and she still would've known it was him. But ...he was ignoring her, at least as far as Zelda could tell. All the panicked cursing and questioning wasn't going to help things. For whatever reason, the king of evil wasn't taking an interest in her. Not yet, anyway. Maybe it was because since the last time they'd met she had become...

irrelevant

...Don't mind Zelda over here. All that screaming she's doing is just on the inside.

38QdPzYgp_1d20+1 (Zelda's Void Fang Dodge)

...Zelda hadn't been ready to see that. She didn't want to see that. She could hardly look at it, and the idea of being a part of it? ...It kinda made her want to barf. "...Sorry, but I'm really looking for more emotional intimacy right now." Zelda politely replied, calling back to all the times she'd said something very similar to her many suitors as she deftly slipped past the disgusting creature's attack, making a display of hylian grace. She then threw back the body of her cloak, exposing the ornate dress underneath and the even more ornate bow in her hands. Raising it, she promptly drew the string back, holding her ground and tracking the creature as it passed. Let's see if she could pin this thing down for her allies...

"And as it happens, you just attacked the only person in the world who actually earned that. So l don't think we'll be getting along..." Zelda went on to remark in a decisively colder tone, a brilliant golden light filling her bow and forming an arrow. She quickly let the arrow fly, shooting across the area with great force!






Zelda then conjured a ball of light in the palm of her hand, which she leisurely tossed at the beast. It floated toward it, tracking its every movement with unrelenting precision. It was modest and slow compared to her arrow. Yet, there was a certainty in its movements and a dread in the discovery that no matter where one moved, it kept following them.

p_1d20+3 (Zelda's Dead Man's Volley; Does 15% Damage and has a 100% chance of causing paralysis. Cannot be dodged as it simply turns and homes in on the target indefinitely, but may be reflected with an opposing attack roll.)

p_1d20+5 (Zelda's CRITICAL Light Arrow; Does 45% Damage and has a 50% 100%? chance to stun)

Princess Zelda 130 / 130 HP 40 / 40 Shield Status: Normal Light Arrow CD: 2 Turns Dead Man's Volley CD: 2 Turns

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[TheSpatialWeeg]

"Ya know, this stupid barrier was a real tough one to break through."

Suddenly, a voice echoed through the battlefield. Then, as if to answer the question of who said that, a rift in space-time opened next to Midna and Zelda...and out of it, a weird...blob thing was shot out of it. "Lovely Trick!" The blob then shot some needles of light at the monstrosity currently threatening the two royals.

R73f|wj9p_1d20+2 (Ecolo's Lovely Trick @ The Thing From The Stars. 15% damage.)

As the mystery blob finally landed, it got a more...defined shape, so to speak. "Whew, right on time. Sorry for the wait! Some guys told me you two were in need of reinforcement, and so, here I am! I'm the Wanderer of Worlds, Ecolo. Pleased to meet'cha!"

Ecolo joins the battle!

"Now, while I'd like the formalities, whaddya say we take care of this thing here first, eh?" the space blob questioned, materializing some sorta...drifter-type cape made of his own self. Hey, he found those to be pretty cool. Ecolo's hands began creating electricity as he took a breath in... "Swindle!" Ecolo chanted, firing two lightning spheres from his hands towards the weird n' gross critter.

p_1d20+2 (Ecolo's Swindle @ The Thing From The Stars. 12% damage.)
p_1d20+2 (Same thing as above.)

Ecolo 155/155 HP 50 Shield

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Space and time twisted and contorted. Ganondorf and Alucard had simply... vanished, bodies removed from reality by the Dreamer. As Ecolo arrived and the beast lurched forward a little from taking in all those attacks, someone else approached. 

"HERETICAL BEAST! BEGONE!"

The voice of an old man bellows from behind Ecolo, charging forward from behind the portal, reeking of blood and sulfur as he stood proud, at least as tall as that eight foot tall beast. Either he's got stilts under there or whatever curse has rotted half his lips away has given him incredible stature. The Thing From The Stars recoiled at the sight... This man was fearsome to even this alien beast, this vile creature from betwixt the realms of madness and sanity.

"...YOUUU!!!"

"You impious fiend! I will lay waste to you, and cure this land of its Crimson Curse! The Dreamer cannot hide! Shub'illurath cannot hide!"

THE FANATIC JOINS THE HUNT... FOR NOW.

As the creature staggered and toppled from the brilliant display of magical attacks, it seemed like Zelda's Light had drawn the terrible, incorrigibly horrifying beast's weary Gaze. Each spell, each magical blast drove it further back, as the man in those clandestine and hallowed robes stood tall, slamming his back-staff to the ground to announce his presence further, before rushing down the creature, levying his mighty hammer to try and crush the creature's skull with an angry, downward swing. The way he moved and acted. He was no hero, he was a madman that so happened to join forces. One would be careful not to cross him should he remain here in the future.

Sfd|1jaOp_1d20(Fanatic's Zealous Hammer, dealing 25% damage)
(The Thing is Stunned! No dodge!

THE THING FROM THE STARS TEETERS!
HP: 101%
Status: Stunned! Recovers next turn
Flees in - 4 Turns


THE FANATIC HUNTS!
HP: 300%
Status: Allied to the party
Current Actions Per Turn: 1 every other turn

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[heirtothemonado]

The monster just sat there and..took most of their attacks head on. Midna looked around, only to realize that half their party has up and disappeared. In Ganondorf and Alucard's place, stood two people she didn't recognize. One was a shadowy blob that Midna....felt like she should know who he was. He looked like someone from out of the Twilight. And the other....

The mad ramblings of the Fanatic caused Midna to wince. This guy looked like he was on their side for now, but would he turn on them when the Thing was defeated? Midna didn't know, and right now wasn't the time for these kind of questions anyway. This Thing needed to be disposed of. 

Focusing on the grotesque monster in front of her, Midna's hair lengthened to form a hand. She reached for the Thing and attempted to strike it's core.

9y4ivFUEp_1d20+1 (Midna's Critfail Hair Smack. DMG 8%)
p_1d20+1 (Midna's Hair Smack. DMG 8%)
p_1d20+1 (Midna's Hair Smack. DMG 8%)

Midna didn't know what she expected, but it stood to reason that her hair wouldn't be effective on something that big. She thought for a moment, before snapping her fingers. Before her stood the ghostly apparition of a Wolfos, and a rather familiar one at that. Wordlessly, Midna pointed toward the Thing, and the ghostly Wolfos charged toward it, following it's master's orders.

p_1d20+2 (Midna's Wolfos Charge! DMG 25%)

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Midna
Health: 150/150
Status: Normal

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