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The Destined Hosts Operation In Lauriea
In the shadow-clad city of Lauriea, under the opalescent glance of a waxing crescent moon, the air tingled with ominous anticipation. The Destined Host, Autumn, pressed onward with determination etched into her every step, embarking upon a perilous mission to usher in the age of demons. Fine-tuning the ancient incantations, she invoked a shroud of black smoke as her companion Ifrit, a salamander blazing with ethereal fire, manifested to guide her through the tempestuous night. Yet their progress was thwarted, as a sinister curse bound the water, leaving them marooned, a frustrating impediment to their dark errand. Desperation settled over them like a suffocating veil, the weight of their task growing heavier in the merciless grip of the accursed island terrain.
In a moment of inspiration, Ifrit presented an unorthodox escape from the trap—an act of self-sacrifice to awaken from the ensnaring nightmare. With defiance surging through her veins, Autumn faced her own reflection, a mirror duel where steel clashed with steel in a relentless ballet of combat. Her khopesh and shield met her mirrored self's aggression; the sound of metal upon metal rang out, the only music in this twisted nocturnal waltz. It was a fierce, if futile, fight—her assault barely grazing her own form. But the decisive blow was struck, a wound to her leg, which proved enough to shatter the ominous dream. As the nightmare dissipated, the realm of Lauriea trembled, for the Destined Host had emerged unchallenged; Autumn had vanished from the phantasmal battleground with her demonic intentions still intact—victorious, determined, and one step closer to the brink of a new demonic dawn.
At Mon Jan 15 2024, in the city of Lauriea
Mission: Get to the designated site and continue opening a demonic portal until the process is complete.
The Destined Host is on the verge of a breakthrough in Lauriea. Spies reveal that they have located an ancient demonic seal within the city, purportedly capable of opening a gateway to the demon realms. With their extensive knowledge of dark rituals, the Host plans to break the seal and open the portal, thus bringing forth their powerful demonic benefactors into our world. Success would mean an influx of demonic energy and influence in the area, tilting the balance of power heavily in their favor. Urgent intervention is needed to stop the Host from activating this portal and avert the catastrophic outcomes such an event could produce.
Lauriea
It is night, about 27F(-2C) degrees, and the sky is covered by dark grey stormclouds. There is a waxing crescent moon.
Autumn chants a few words and a puff of black smoke appears.
Autumn runs towards the objective.
Autumn says "I can't see shit."
Autumn runs towards the objective.
Autumn runs towards the objective.
"Follow me, Ifrit," Autumn tells A glowing salamander with fiery wings as she treads through the darkness. "Hopefully no one spots us around here."
Autumn runs towards the objective.
Autumn runs towards the objective.
a figure clad in red and black camo with demonic sigils etched into their weapons fades out of the nightmare.
"Is this water?" Autumn mutters, trying to get to her destination.
Autumn runs towards the objective.
Autumn says "Shit, I'm stuck here."
a figure in dark robes, with an impassive white mask fades out of the nightmare.
a figure clad in red and black camo with demonic sigils etched into their weapons fades out of the nightmare.
Heading back to land, Autumn paces around. "So basically we are marooned here," she tells A glowing salamander with fiery wings. "Water here is cursed and won't let us go further."
Autumn runs towards the objective.
a figure in dark robes, with an impassive white mask fades out of the nightmare.
Autumn runs towards the objective.
Autumn runs towards the objective.
Autumn says "Stay there, Ifrit."
After no results, Autumn walks back to the island and to A glowing salamander with fiery wings, who is now curled up on the ground. "We have to get out of here, Ifrit," she says, getting a small hiss from Ifrit. "This place is cursed. We can't go anywhere through water and it's dark and we are trapped in this island. Got any ideas?"
There is another hiss from A glowing salamander with fiery wings and, getting up, it walks towards Autumn and bites her ankle. "Ow! Hey!" she yelps as she crouches down to rub her ankle. She then pauses before saying, "Wait, when anyone gets defeated, they wake up from nightmare. Good idea, Ifrit. Now we can get out of here."
Autumn throws a punch at Autumn, it is blocked by her.
Autumn swings her weapon at Autumn, it is parried by her steel khopesh.
Autumn swings her weapon at Autumn, it is parried by her steel khopesh.
Autumn swings her weapon at Autumn, it is parried by her steel khopesh.
Autumn swings her weapon at Autumn, it is parried by her steel khopesh.
Autumn swings her weapon at Autumn, it deflects off her shield.
Autumn says "We getting out of here with this one, Ifrit!"
Autumn swings her weapon at Autumn, it impacts against her armor.
Autumn swings her weapon at Autumn, it ineffectually wounds her left leg.
Autumn fades out of the nightmare.
The Destined Host has proved victorious.
In a moment of inspiration, Ifrit presented an unorthodox escape from the trap—an act of self-sacrifice to awaken from the ensnaring nightmare. With defiance surging through her veins, Autumn faced her own reflection, a mirror duel where steel clashed with steel in a relentless ballet of combat. Her khopesh and shield met her mirrored self's aggression; the sound of metal upon metal rang out, the only music in this twisted nocturnal waltz. It was a fierce, if futile, fight—her assault barely grazing her own form. But the decisive blow was struck, a wound to her leg, which proved enough to shatter the ominous dream. As the nightmare dissipated, the realm of Lauriea trembled, for the Destined Host had emerged unchallenged; Autumn had vanished from the phantasmal battleground with her demonic intentions still intact—victorious, determined, and one step closer to the brink of a new demonic dawn.
At Mon Jan 15 2024, in the city of Lauriea
Mission: Get to the designated site and continue opening a demonic portal until the process is complete.
The Destined Host is on the verge of a breakthrough in Lauriea. Spies reveal that they have located an ancient demonic seal within the city, purportedly capable of opening a gateway to the demon realms. With their extensive knowledge of dark rituals, the Host plans to break the seal and open the portal, thus bringing forth their powerful demonic benefactors into our world. Success would mean an influx of demonic energy and influence in the area, tilting the balance of power heavily in their favor. Urgent intervention is needed to stop the Host from activating this portal and avert the catastrophic outcomes such an event could produce.
Lauriea
It is night, about 27F(-2C) degrees, and the sky is covered by dark grey stormclouds. There is a waxing crescent moon.
Autumn chants a few words and a puff of black smoke appears.
Autumn runs towards the objective.
Autumn says "I can't see shit."
Autumn runs towards the objective.
Autumn runs towards the objective.
"Follow me, Ifrit," Autumn tells A glowing salamander with fiery wings as she treads through the darkness. "Hopefully no one spots us around here."
Autumn runs towards the objective.
Autumn runs towards the objective.
a figure clad in red and black camo with demonic sigils etched into their weapons fades out of the nightmare.
"Is this water?" Autumn mutters, trying to get to her destination.
Autumn runs towards the objective.
Autumn says "Shit, I'm stuck here."
a figure in dark robes, with an impassive white mask fades out of the nightmare.
a figure clad in red and black camo with demonic sigils etched into their weapons fades out of the nightmare.
Heading back to land, Autumn paces around. "So basically we are marooned here," she tells A glowing salamander with fiery wings. "Water here is cursed and won't let us go further."
Autumn runs towards the objective.
a figure in dark robes, with an impassive white mask fades out of the nightmare.
Autumn runs towards the objective.
Autumn runs towards the objective.
Autumn says "Stay there, Ifrit."
After no results, Autumn walks back to the island and to A glowing salamander with fiery wings, who is now curled up on the ground. "We have to get out of here, Ifrit," she says, getting a small hiss from Ifrit. "This place is cursed. We can't go anywhere through water and it's dark and we are trapped in this island. Got any ideas?"
There is another hiss from A glowing salamander with fiery wings and, getting up, it walks towards Autumn and bites her ankle. "Ow! Hey!" she yelps as she crouches down to rub her ankle. She then pauses before saying, "Wait, when anyone gets defeated, they wake up from nightmare. Good idea, Ifrit. Now we can get out of here."
Autumn throws a punch at Autumn, it is blocked by her.
Autumn swings her weapon at Autumn, it is parried by her steel khopesh.
Autumn swings her weapon at Autumn, it is parried by her steel khopesh.
Autumn swings her weapon at Autumn, it is parried by her steel khopesh.
Autumn swings her weapon at Autumn, it is parried by her steel khopesh.
Autumn swings her weapon at Autumn, it deflects off her shield.
Autumn says "We getting out of here with this one, Ifrit!"
Autumn swings her weapon at Autumn, it impacts against her armor.
Autumn swings her weapon at Autumn, it ineffectually wounds her left leg.
Autumn fades out of the nightmare.
The Destined Host has proved victorious.