Legend
EXP: 127,650, Level: 15
Level completed: 55%,
EXP required for next Level: 7,350
As the dragon heaved his great body up onto its legs, Philomel felt a smooth smile come to her lips.
So it had come to this. They tried the patient way, the quiet and stealthy way, but it had come to naught. The path was treacherous down and it would be harder to get back up. It would be impossible, surely, now with a noxious-breath beast who was snarling and promising wicked things to come their way.
Philomel roared a challenge as she slid down the remainder of the pathway. The dragon beast swung a massive claw towards Rianna, Ayami screeching that the vampire could no longer be a coward. The faun agreed, and she landed heavily on her hooves. As the dragon spun, heavy bright green fumes boiling from his mighty nostrils his deadly eyes focused right on her. He jeered, and seemed to laugh before lean back, steady his body - and pound right for them.
Philomel summoned energy, and slammed one hoof down hard into the ground. As she did so she launched herself high into the air, an arc much larger and faster than the average beings. As she did she pulled out two massive swords from their sheaths. They sung a delightful and joyous melody as their metals resounded and the faun was in the air - a mythril white in her right hand and a steel ivory-toned one in the left.
Condemningly she aimed herself right at the zombie dragons head, her eyes for him and no one else.
But the other of her relationship was more wise.
Veridian sighed as he dismissed his beloved faun's grinning launch as pure attitude. Her presuming that she could conquer this being head on. Having seen what the dragon had said Veridian considered that there was more to him than meets the eye. Seizing his chance at her determination of a head on collision he slid to a halt by the vampire and the rabbit spirit. Looking at them with bright, intelligent eyes he tapped quietly before indicating either side of the dragon's body.
Around the outside, he gestured with his snout. Then he scrabbled at the ground, finding an area of dirt. There were enough of those. 'Flank' he wrote, as Philomel engaged at full front assault.
"You will not conquer me, foul goat-beast!" the dragon was roaring.
The fox-spirit huffed, then prodded at the word 'flank' once more.
Then he grinned. And quintupled in size, his coat beginning to bristle with flame.
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Matriarch of the Gilded Lily and of its brothels, associated establishments and the army.
Characters:
The family triplet: Philomel, Vaeron and Celandine.
The god and kenku triplet: Stare, Avin and Vixen.
The Primordials: Professor Charles and Moros.