Harnel blinks, reaching down to help the pixie up. He'll take the scroll as he does so, using one hand to open it while the other hand tends to the overworked courier.
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The little pixie courier waves at the half-dragon tiredly as if to tell Harnel to leave him alone. Wherever he decides to pick the pixie or not he will be able to read the following from the scroll:
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To Harnel
You're no stranger to love. You know the rules and so do I. A full commitment is what I'm thinking of, you wouldn't get this from any other gal.
I just want to tell you how I feel, have to make you understand.
So come down to my party so I can show that I will never give you up, never going to let you down, tell a lie and hurt you.
So join me at the party, don't run away and desert me.
Harnel just sighs and turns back towards the pixie, "Care to take me to the sender then? since we'll apparently both be headed in that direction anyways."
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Harnel sighs, picks a random direction, and simply begins walking . if all roads lead there now, it's not like the direction he picks is going to make a difference.
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The dryad happily skips along with Harnel through the fog until it suddenly passes, revealing that they are standing on the edge of a cliff. Nearby is a path leading down to a huge valley below. The ground is rocky with no sign of any vegetation as far as he can see.
Cutting the valley in half however is what appears to be an enormous wall of thorns, stretching so tall towards the blue sky that Harnel can't see the end of it. It glimmers with beautiful wisps of light that seem to escape from it in all sort of colors, creating a strong contrast to the lifeless valley surrounding it.
If Harnel looks straight down however he will be able to see a few huts made of animal skins right at the end of the path.
"Whatever you do, don't go too close to those thorns." The dryad says while pointing at the thornwall. "They use them to catch kami with, the thorns rip them right out you if you get cut."
At that point, he'll attempt to pick the dryad up and simply step off the side of the cliff. He'll use his wings to slow the fall so that when he hits the ground, he'll be unharmed, though I imagine it might stun the dryad.
"So where are we, anyways?"
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"Whooo!" The dryad exclaims as they descend into the valley below. Instead of being stunned though she giggles hysterically. "Again!"
But Harnel can hear that all is now well in the valley down below, especially as he landed in the middle of a village.
"Cho? Chamero!"
"Ko! Ko!"
"Snublaha!"
Soon a group of green colored creatures armed only with spears and animal pelts are surrounding them. Harnel might be able to guess these creatures are goblins.
Harnel puts the dryad down, looking around at the 'goblins', "What in the hells are these things?" He starts moving toward one side of the circle, to push past them and make a path for him and the dryad to leave.
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The creatures don't take kindly to this and attempts to block his path by sticking his spears towards him and the dryad. If the half-dragon attempts to force himself past them anyway he will find that their spears are far sharper then they appear to be, supernaturally so even.
"Goblins, they're like... uh... a part of your dream." The dryad attempts to explain as she glances nervously at the creatures who now are advancing on them shouting things which makes no sense whatsoever.
"You're in a dream silly." The dryad explains with a giggle as the 'goblins' attempt to force them back towards what appears to be an altar. There is a stone slab which is covered with awfully brightly colored blood that basically seem to gush from it.
Behind it is a large statue of what appears to be an minotaur holding a torch (which is lit) and a sword. The large idol wears a necklace made of skulls and bones.
"Except unlike a normal dream you're really here and others are in control of it. That's what Arcadia is!" She continues while slowly stepping towards the altar. "So, uh, they are sort of like my hat, only real in this realm." She finishes her explanation by tapping her helmet twice.
"Right, well, I'm not going to stand for that," He reaches up to the minotaur statue to take the sword from it. Assuming he manages to tear the sword from its place on the minotaur, he'll start swinging it at the goblins.
Stone or not, a sword hurts to get hit by.
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The sword, as the torch are in fact made of grey stone though, but that won't mean the half-dragon have to go swordless however. "Here!" The dryad exclaims as she throws him the longest sword he have ever seen. Far longer then the goblins spears and twice as thick and wide.
The sword will still feel like a completely normal sword in Harnel's hand thought despite it's unusual size. The black shaft will feel very comfortable in his hands.
Harnel swings the sword at the goblins, intent on carving a way to freedom through the goblin crowd. Any time they get close, he swings it at them. Every step he takes, he swings the sword to clear a little more of the path.
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The goblins screams as they are cut down, tripping over each other as they attempt to get out of the way of the sword which seems to extend even further as Harnel swings it around.
But suddenly their cries are cut short as a great roar echos across the ravine and the goblins turn to flee. If Harnel turns around he will see that the statue of the minotaur statue somehow have come to life and is now charging him with the gigantic sword and the torch.
The dryad skips past Harnel, giggling, "Now the real fun begins!"
Harnel will parry the minotaur's blows, his sword moving into the way of both attacks at once. Once that's done, Harnel will move closer to it, to strike its solar plexis with the pommel of the sword he's wielding. Assuming that winds it as it's supposed to, its head should be low enough for Harnel to give the thing a swift kick to the head.
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The creature isn't winded at all by the pommel as it's like striking stone. Instead the living statue attempts to smash Harnel with the hand holding the torch while roaring loudly.
Meanwhile the goblins and the dryad is just standing around at a safe distance, watching the fight between the two titans.
Given that Harnel isn't weighed down by armor, he simply dodges the strike, before breathing fire into the face of the minotaur. He hasn't seemed to have noticed numerous onlookers just yet.
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Once again the golem is left unscratched, the fire not doing much harm against the statues stone body. It doesn't seem to be particularly pleased about getting breathed with fire though and lowers it's head and attempts to ram the half-dragon.
Harnel sidesteps the ramming attack and levels his blade for the golem's waist, bringing the blade in a large sweep and using both his own strength and the weight of the golem against it.
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The golem is smashed down to the ground by the attack with a loud bang and a grunt. It attempts to quickly get up again however by lifting itself up with it's arms.
He don't quite manage to sheer it in half, but it's taking quite a beating, the awkward position it's in while getting itself up not doing it any favors. The golem falls back to the ground as it's back starts to crack by the hit of Harnel's sword.
He might be able to hear the goblins and the dryad cheering for him as it's start to become obvious whose going to win the fight.
The minotaur statue shatters have two repeated blows and the goblins, by the sound of it, hail him as a hero. It doesn't make much sense, but there it is.
"Gubo! Gubo! Gubo!" They chant while raising their spears to the sky.
"Weee! You did it, you defeated the great guardian!" The dryad exclaims as she runs up to him, stopping only to jump up and down in excitement while clapping her hands.
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