The entire party enters the dungeon as they all look like their about to become famous. We walk for a while and we encounter a couple of weak beings that I dispatch quickly. "ALRIGHT WE DID IT" *Yeah thanks for the help". I don't say the sarcastic remark I was thinking as we continue further in.
"Looks like it's a two-way split". "What should we do"? "I know let's splits up". "Good idea". While conversing on how to go about this I knew that doing this would be a horrible idea due to the last time I used this tactic. On one side the person finds something interesting the other person has to face some ridiculously tough monster that shouldn't even be there that's just how this works.
"ALRIGHT FIRST GROUP CONSISTS OF MAX"! [And]? "NOPE, JUST YOU THE REST HEAD TO THE RIGHT". Well, that's great now I'm by myself. [Fine I'll do the work]. I head down the left side while the rest of the adventurers head to the right.
It was actually a really peaceful walk with only a couple of traps and a few goblins. At the end of the hall, I even found a chest with a bit of gold and some potions in it. [Wow that's convenient]. {You should probably head back now}. [Yeah your right let's go].
We head the other direction filled with high-level traps and bodies of goblin shamans. Bodies of adventurers lined the hall with blood soaked into the rocks.
[Looks like they got themselves into trouble]. {Yeah now stop dawdling and hurry up}. [What's got you so impatient today]? I run down the hall to find the survivors battling a giant Treeant.
A face was carved and into the trunk with branch-like arms it was pretty horrifying if you saw this late at night on a stroll. "AHHH"! "I DON'T WANNA DIE"! I could hear the adventurers screaming.
[Let's get this over with]. {Agreed}. Running in with my Greatsword I spin around in a Cleave like motion. With a loud crack, splinters flew everywhere as the sword went straight through the monstrosity.
-KRRKBOOM- With a loud noise the tip half topples to the ground as the life drains from its eyes. "WHERE WERE YOU THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT"! [I WAS IN THE OTHER DIRECTION LIKE YOU TOLD ME TO]! I angerly flash my sword which gets him quiet surprisingly quickly. I let out a sigh [This is what you all get for running off on your own]. "Look we just didn't want to give you a share of the treasure since your already rich". Man, these people are greedy.
[Alright than surly you all stocked up on potions before we left, right]? "Uhh". Nobody in the room responded apparently nobody besides me thought to prepare ourselves beforehand. I let out a long sigh. [Fine I'll heal you guys but no more going on your own].
(Skill Activated: Area Heal)
The wounds on the adventurers slowly closed as the damaged skin repaired itself at a rapid pace. "Wow, thanks". "We're saved". Most start letting out tears of joy. [Let's go].
Now that we were back together as a group we were having much fewer troubles clearing out this dungeon. However, I was doing most of the work there were one or two good people who helped out a lot.
We came across a room with an ornate chest the sat in the middle. Decorated with gold and silver it had a beautiful design on it. "OOOH, A CHEST"! "And a good one at that". Two adventurers ran up to it immediately as if they were sexually attracted to it.
"I wonder what's inside"? Before they open it I noticed that the chest had teeth I knew Immediately what it was. [STOP GET AWAY FROM IT]! Ignoring my warning they continued off and opened it. "AAAHHHH"! - The one who opened the Mimic had a long tongue wrapped around his body. The tongue pulled him closer as the top of the chest lined with sharp teeth swung down.
-CRUNCH- Blood burst forth as he was immediately cut in half. His legs flopped to the floor as his upper half was lost in the jaws of the beast. Appendages made of rotten flesh burst from the sides of the chest and picked the other guy off the ground. Legs made of similar tissue sprouted forth. This was a pure monstrosity.
"S-SAVE ME" The adventurer screamed for his life as he was drawing closer to the looking mouth of the Mimic. [DAMNIT]! I rush forth drawing my Greatsword chopping the arm off that held the adventurer. [Grr Status]
(Name: Dungeon Mimic)
(Race: Shapeshifter)
(Level: 72)
(Strength: 451)
(Agility: 261)
(Defence: 602)
(Vitality: 584)
(Magical Attitude: 0)
(Intelligence: 56)
(Wisdom: 39)
(Health: 709/709)
(Magic Points: 0/0)
(Skill Points: 421/459)
(Skills and Magic: Lure, Devour, Hide)
(Unique Racial Skills: ShapeShift, Insatiable Hunger)
What's with this monster it's stats are way beyond what it's level should be capable of. *Didn't Tarin say something along these lines I forgot*. Standing face to face all of the adventurers are in a full-blown panic. "YOU CAN'T WIN"! "EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF"! "I should have just stayed home".
Many curled into a ball trying to cope with the horror that was in front of them. Many others ran for the exit hoping for a chance at life. -BAM- An arm came down trying to crush me but I roll out of the way. [RAGH] -CHUNK- I swing my sword in a Cleave like motion hoping to end this fight quickly but my sword got caught on its tough hide.
-SKRIIEEE- Letting out an awful scream the Mimic tried grabbing me. Having to let go of my sword I can only dodge to the best of my abilities. [Max any Ideas]? {Only way I can think of would reveal who you are}. [Damn damn damn I'm stuck in this loop].
I think of a solution but having to concentrate on dodging as well as strategic planning is tough. -BAM- I get thrown against the wall by the Mimic sharp pain courses through my body. [ARUGH]! Coughing up blood from the impact I get picked up by the Mimic.
Being held by my feet above the teeth and tongue of the Mimic fear was the only emotion I could feel. [SCREW YOU]! I throw two jars of oil at the mouth of the abomination. A crude black oil splashed all over the face of the Mimic. *I GOT IT*! Throwing all the jars of oil I had I cover the Mimic from uhh head to toe? In a thick sheet of oil. -SKRIIEEE- The Mimic got angry and went to eat me.
(Skill Activated: Ancient Flames of Olympus)
-SKRIEEEE- A blue fire engulfed the beast burning the oil to unbearable temperatures. *Guess ancient Magic saved my butt thanks Tarin*. Since I'm not affected by fire I run in and take back my sword. [RARGH]! The skin being melted by the flames I bring down my sword cutting the beast in half.
-SKRIEE...- Letting out one last cry the Mimic falls over dead. Wiping the sweat off my brow I turn to the others who are dead silent. Multiple messages notifying my level up appear in my field of vision. "WE-WE'RE ALIVE"! A cheer erupts from the adventurers as they pay me on the back and thanking me for saving their lives. I've never been praised before. *This is... it feels good* I smile internally as the others continue their praise. [This isn't all that bad don't you think Max]. {You shouldn't lose yourself Crimson your still a Kobold, after all, you can't keep this up forever}. [You always spoil the mood you know]. Getting back into formation we head fourth deeper into the dungeon.