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- Details:
- Monster Containment; A Job-Based Event!
How many players can join in a topic?: 2-5 players may sign up per topic, but you may not have multiple of your own characters in the same topic. There is no limit on sign-ups, meaning everyone will have a chance to do the event. You may only do the event job once per character.
How much do I need to type? As it's a job-based event there is a set word count based on the highest ranked player! Luckily these are much lower than would normally be needed for the exp being rewarded!
D: 500 words per player.
C: 1000 words per player.
B: 2000 words per player.
A: 3000 words per player.
S+: 4000 words per player.
Where: Fat Monster Land.
Synopsis of Event/What's going on:
Rumors of the monsters running around Fat Monster land beginning to venture out to attack the places nearby have been getting around. Every day these become less rumor and more front page news. The Magic Council can not have these monsters continuing to advance and cause harm to the lands surrounding them, and thus they have sent out for any mages willing to help beat back the monster advances and if possible take out whatever monsters incited the others to begin wandering away from their normal stomping grounds.
*Any mages who came at the call of the Council will simply be fighting until the monster's boss has been slain. Since the monster attacks are well known about it is also for dark mages or such to show up and try to help the monsters attack nearby towns and villages. (nondescript ones of your making)*
NPC's:
N/A
Monsters/Enemies: (All enemies must be rolled for, including the boss. Boss must be slain to succeed for a good ending. All enemies rolled must be fought if you are going for the good ending. If going for an evil ending, attack a town/group/etc once rolling a boss to ally with it; other enemies will attack you until then.)
Weak;
Cyclops: The normal giant 12 feet tall standard cyclops, these monsters are foot soldiers and the first beasts encountered, showing up in regimes of 12-20 they deal only physical damage equal to that of an A-rank. They have no magic and have 200hp each. Physical attacks are 50% less effective on these monsters.
Normal;
Two-Headed Snake: Large snakes of 20 feet long who sport two heads and use venomous magic, they can use an AoE smog that travels 15 meters from them dealing C-rank damage, bite people in a post dealing .5 D-rank DOT poison damage for 3 turns, and whip their tails to do A rank physical damage to whatever they hit. These snakes often show up 5-10 strong and have 300hp
Strong;
Chimeras: Averagely sized typical chimera’s they do not like seem like much of a threat at first, only showing up in groups of 2-4 at a time. However they have 500hp each, will often team up on the same mage, deal user-rank AoE damage with a max ranged roar, can each a magic attack up to user-rank once per post without taking damage, the snakehead deals user-rank DOT damage with a toxic bite and they can deal A-rank physical damage with ramming attacks
BOSS;
Griffins: These are the masterminds behind the monster's recent strange aggressive advances. Like any good generals, they are accompanied by at least one set of all lower rank monsters when one appears. These must be defeated before it can truly be reached. This monster is capable of flight and uses multiple wind type spells, all of which deal user-rank damage to whoever they strike. His physical attacks deal User-rank spell damage, and if he happens to pick someone up and drop them from a great height, this increases to User-rank spell damage times two and stuns that character for a single post.
Possible Rewards: 2 ranks of exp above the player, max 10-year rank exp (S rank+ gets 2x 10 year exp), 50k jewels for each player. (H ranks receive triple jewels [150k] reward as well)
Note: No bonuses are added to rewards, as it is still an event.
Feitan sighed as he stood on the edge of Fat Monsterland. He was not sure why he was dragged to this hell hole of a place, but he was here. The reason why he was dragged here wasn’t clear to him, but the person who dragged him here was enough to get him here. The ace of his guild Sol, called him out to this worthless track of land for some reason. This was the only logical step that Feitan could take was to come out here at being ordered to do just that. He decided that he would take a seat in a nearby tree branch. With a flick of his wrist he summoned up his flute and began to play a dirge that was fast tempo despite being a dirge.
He really didn’t care what kind of creature he attracted as most simple beings who heard this tune would indeed lose their little minds and do something insane more often than not they would run off to fight something. Today or tonight, he could never tell in the cursed lands as even the sky seemed to be cursed with cloudy dark weather the whole time. To him the weather was as irrelevant as anything else. He wasn’t sure when the guild ace would arrive, but in the meantime, he would keep waiting.
As he thought more about the reasoning for being here he concluded that they would most likely have to kill large, or fat monsters of some kind. Killing these monsters would be either a real job or something that would need to have happen. If it was a job that meant a big fat paycheck and he loved money more than anything else. As he came to the end of the song with a soft flourish he cut off the music and slowly rose to his feet. As he stood on the branch he couldn’t help but start to feel restless.
Every time he came into the cursed lands the voices in his mind spread wider and started to eat away at his sanity. He started to pace the branch back and forth this way and that muttering quickly to himself “Why are we here Majorita? Is it because you want us to control death for something or someone?” He snapped his gaze to the right “Are we here to burn things Magnus? What are we burning? Are we burning it all down? Fire…fire…clean…” Shaking his head violently had jumped down from the tree pulling his blade from its spot slung over his shoulder and he began to swing it wildly “Cut, and kill, kill and cut, I can’t stand it. I need blood, blood, must flow. The weak must be slain by the strong,”
He shook his head violently again “Mad, mad, mad as a march hare!” With a loud pop of his neck his whole body seemed to relax and he looked around slowly humming a nameless tune that he heard once in the Netherworlds before he completely lost his mind. Where was Sol, and would he arrive soon enough to keep the madman from losing it.
WC:523
OOC: Sorry, I don’t know how to roll dice when starting a thread. So I’ll leave that to you.
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