by The Kingpin » Fri Nov 02, 2012 5:42 pm
A tendril of the black slime reached out, colliding with and encasing Rebin's leg as he ran, tripping him up before coming loose, a small quantity of it remaining and beginning to hiss as it ate away at his armour. The zombie responsible was almost upon him, as another door was battered apart up ahead, three more of the walking corpses emerging through the doorway, the place rapidly becoming untraversable. Somewhere in the many corridors, a bark could be heard, the sound gurgling and rough like the zombies groaning, but having a strength they seemed to lack. It seemed humans weren't the only ones to fall to The Decay....
Jacob, meanwhile, was roaming. Exploring the area and getting the lay of the land was always a good thing in his book. It allowed him to get to grips with a potential battlefield, so that, should the event ever occur, he would be able to make full use of his surroundings. Rolling green hills decorated the landscape around the endless ocean of spires. The spires themselves were of various kinds, some being narrow, considerably tall pillars of stone, others vast, spectacularly tall mesas with tops easily several tens of feet across, some even larger. The narrower ones seemed to crawl with life, as if their very walls were alive and moving. others were occupied by larger creatures, some of them primate-like, others resembling birds. He had yet to encounter a creature that would be large enough to pose a threat to him or Kane, though he didn't put it past some of these creatures to have venomous barbs or other dangers. For now though, they posed no danger...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG