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    Default (M)Resolution for the Mixed and Messed Up Alteration (GodlyD&D & Highland Sniper) IC

    Arapegol is at the age of 26 years at the time of this account. He is human, mantype mostly, a quarter elf by descent, a male. He is tall and slim, reaching a little more than six feet in height, with muscular arms and agile legs with strong feet that would never need footwear if they are not available, no facial hair with his tan and yet smooth skin while the head hair is strait, dark blond, with its length coming short of the shoulders. His shirt and trousers under his leathery coat show his preference for green and blue that he would wear. His feet are covered in leathery covering that resemble moccasins. He perceives things in dim light twice as well as the usual mantype humans, hides much more easily than the other human people, with great agility at climbing beyond normal ability, and highly dexterous.

    Arapegol is highly proficient at archery, and charming easily with skillful songs, and having knowledge to thrive traveling on water, with devices or vehicles or needing to swim. He is shy at first but bonding with others after exposure to those who are trustworthy. He dislikes any food not from plants, including fungi like mushrooms, offensive people, and aggressive wild carnivores among the wildlife. He likes any sweet fruits, nuts of various kinds, salads, vegetable soups, good social times, or solitary time, good music, and also gentle animals which he likes to befriend.

    Arapegol is useful for recognizing edibles which grow around the land. He can sing well, skillfully charming others. He can commune with spirits, and know things about places, and things about the past, and have limited ability to know some things yet to come.

    In the faraway land of Tenoba, a number of young men were hired a couple of years ago by a high wizard, Diragusher, who meant to have the control of that city Erpedoben continue, in the wake of divisive challengers causing instability to it. Those young men had passed tests, that limited their membership to the most agile and athletic in the community. When that was found to not be enough, that wizard selected those most trusted to his cause to carry small powerful artifacts, orbs, or rods, each with defining ability for those using them. And they were trained for supernatural activity. But lately there was more trouble heard of abroad. Some would have to be sent off from that community, for dealing with these things, including Arapegol with his friend Eyriconer.

    Arapegol carried a medallion of exotic metal on him which identifies his order, that appointed gang. He carried a rod, with a glowing tip, freshly acquired and useful for alteration, and an orb, freshly acquired and useful for teleportation. He had his bag of coins on his belt, and carried the bag with the orb, the rod, a few food items, and a blanket adequate for comfort wherever he might stop.

    Arapegol left that city of Erpedoben mostly under control with the supervision of that wizard, commissioned by him and accompanied by Eyriconer of the appointed gang, a slightly younger though large and wider man, in their travel out to where the main road went by the primal forest of deep dark spaces where no people had ever gone. Here there had been disappearances lately, and they were actually the second two sent out from the wizard this way. They would both need the devices they were trusted with, to deal with whatever danger they found in that area.

    A monster surprised them on the road where it went along the edge of the forest, shooting a tentacle out and withdrawing Eyriconer before either could react, but Arapegol shot at the monster presumably killing it. But Eyriconer did not respond to his calls and came out no more from there.

    After a journey some way beyond the Primal Forest, Arapegol came to another city. He saw an inn, and came to it. Arapegol came in, looked around, and walked to the bar, letting out his grief. He came to some sense, he inquired and received directions to where he could by maps, to help him get his bearing. At this time there a was an attempted robbery on a carriage as it was pulling out. As Arapegol heard noises from that as he was coming to the door of the place where he had bought maps, he saw one of the gang there about to attack a female elf riding her mount from behind, he used the teleportation to cast that attacker far away. He ran to where the robbers were surrounding the carriage, and he cast more far away with teleportation. But just then as one who was leading the robbers held up some crystal gem claiming it was a powerful artifact he would threaten those there with, there was another there with a strange weapon that shot right at that artifact, and it shattered, and that other shot that robber until the robber fell. Other robbers had fallen too. But at the shattering of the artifact a supernatural event happened right then, and the minds of a number of people in that area were swept into others bodies whose minds had also moved to others. The mind of Arapegol went to the body of the woman within the carriage where the robbery was attempted. Others there were affected, some of them the player characters in that unfinished roleplaying scenario, who with their minds in new bodies had to find their original bodies. And so the party of player characters, after the deputies of the law came and there was an account of the events and a reward for dealing with the leading robber, needed to find a safe place for where they would spend the night. They were going to choose a place for themselves. Arapegol though had used the rod of alteration to make a duplicate of his own body on the woman's body his mind was in, went quickly on though to hurry back on the road to his home city Erpedoben, after the rod of alteration was stolen away from him. Along the way he found his friend Eyriconer who had been knocked unconscious but had recently crawled out from that Primal Forest, where he lay along that road, and he helped him up and along the way where he returned to their city, where he was brought to his home. Arapegol went to see the high wizard Diragusher who had appointed them to go.

    The wizard Diragusher told him he had information on the artifact that could reverse the exchange of minds, which could be found, and gave instruction to Arapegol for going with more power he would hold. He would have to go back north past the Primal Forest, on his way to seek and acquire that artifact for the reversal, and where he would likely find those characters who had also been altered.

    Arapegol, now with more ability to shoot supernatural missiles, was sent to go north from Diodun, the location of which was pointed out to him, further on beyond Quadick where Arapegol and others nearby had been supernaturally changed, but as he did not want to go alone another young man, Iperanton, who was apprentice to Diragusher the high wizard in Erpedoben, was appointed to go and assist Arapegol. He first went to see his friend Eyriconer, to see how he was doing after having his head hit hard and being unconscious for a while, just the other day. He found Eyriconer resting with good hope for recovery. Arapegol then told him that he was being sent with this other young man from those under the high wizard Diragusher, to find where the amulet that could reverse the effect on Arapegol and others that were in Quadick, which had been stolen from the wizard Jearius when he was killed, would now be. So, he explained, could not come and check on Eyriconer again for a long time, though he hoped for his betterment.

    After this he left Eyriconer, and with Iperanton who now went with him Arapegol again carrying his bag with his items and a sharp blade on him that he knew how to use, and Iperanton similarly equipped, they left the city of Erpedoben on the road that went past the dangerous Primal Forest.

    Arapegol warned Iperanton, who had heard this before, that one monster, which lashed out at one passing by with a long tentacle, was defeated, but there certainly could be another, or more, in that Primal Forest where people did not dare to enter. They were very guarded as they came nearer to it.

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    Jaydeen, formerly a tall half-elf now in the body of an elven woman by the name of Nasa, wondered through the primal forest with they musket at the ready. He - She had been with the rest of the changed party when they were dragged into the forest by an unseen monster.
    Struggling, they were separated in the ensuing chaos, and Jaydeen was left on their own. Already they had to deal with a few smaller monsters that were easily taken care of, though the loud gunshots were sure to attract the attention of more beasts.

    Do to being attacked and dragged about, they were scrapped, cut and bruised if not disheveled.
    Their small frame breathed heavily as she hefted her gun looking for what might be the way out of this forest.
    Stark, the name given to my ancestor for a feat of bravery. It means Strength, or Strong.
    The motto give: fortiorum fortia facta (made stronger and braver)

    I say, let us all be fortiorum fortia facta.

    Spoiler: I'm an Ajin! 

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    Arapegol remembered the long tentacle that had suddenly lashed out from the Primal Forest and had snatched Eyriconer back in within a moment. They walked along the road which went near it. When Iperanton asked Arapegol why they might not go further from the forest off this road on the other side, Arapegol pointed out that thorny vegetation grew thickly on that side and a great way out from it. A few bare spots showed holes and Arapegol was sure it was a habitat of many snakes. So as they went near the thickly growing forest, Arapegol watched for any movement, ready to shoot immediately whenever he saw any movement at the edge of the forest. He would not willingly leave anything to chance, one previous monster brought down would surely leave others of that kind in the same forest.

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    Arapegol and Iperanton did not talk the whole while that they walked that near to the edge of the Primal Forest along this lately unused road from Erpedoben as quietly as they could. It went a long while for their walk there, as they watched the trees growing close together at the edge for any movement from among them, to respond quickly, and nearly an hour later they went along the road where it was leaving the Primal Forest behind. Ahead was a wide open countryside, the side of the road where the Primal Forest was here had a few scattered groves of trees clustered in places, further from the road. And between very distant hills by the horizon buildings of a distant community were just seen.

    Arapegol said, "Quadick is ahead, the city I had been at where I had this effect fall on me. There are others there who were affected, I think we should go there and see if we find any of them."

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    Iperanton agreed to this, as Arapegol was a man who was oriented to be helpful, and his seeking out those who he knew would need help was to be expected. They continued then along the road, both of them glad to be leaving the Primal Forest behind them, without any attack having been made against them. There would still be the long walk going on, and turning to where the way led to Quadick. No other travelers were seen along this way.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Highland Sniper View Post
    Jaydeen took another blind shot at the thing chasing him - her. She was with the others when they were ambushed by tentacles protruding from the forest, dragging the party in. She was able to keep her wits and cut her way free with her shortsword, but her now short elvish body wasn't doing so well being dragged through the dense forest and her forehead was bleeding.

    After taking her shot, she ran back the way she thought she came, pulling out her pistols as she did. She started to breath heavy from the exertion as what sounded like a hulking mass followed somewhere behind her in the shadowed forest.
    It was not such a great idea for all that party to go so directly toward Erpedoben without more preparation. Even Arapegol had spoken of the monster within Primal Forest which had been encountered. Now they were separated, and Jaydeen in the body of the female elvish witch did not then learn that the others escaped, but out the other way from that Primal Forest, where they were still lost.

    Jaydeen saw the light between trees at the edge of the forest, finally, where the edge was a little to the north of where the road went closest to it. Jaydeen then turned daringly to what monster or monsters were behind the elvish body Jaydeen was in. Jaydeen saw the horror then, several mounds of the rotmonsters, with ropey tentacles reaching out from them. These that some called ropers were the strangler rotmonsters, distant members of the same group that offal rotmonsters were in. Jaydeen quickly ran out from the edge of the Primal Forest there.

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    Turning quickly while still heading away from the forest as fast as their short legs could carry them, they shot two more times with their pistols at the ropers.
    Blood continued to trickle from their forehead as they tried to outpace the monsters.

    They tripped and tried to catch themselves, their half loaded gun falling just in front of them. The road was not far off.
    "Help!" They shouted as they scrambled for their gun, the long tentacles of the ropers getting closer as the scrambled to finish reloading and put another shot into the beast.

    She continued running, starting to feel the pain throughout their body from being dragged into the forest in the first place.
    "Somebody help me!" She screamed.
    Stark, the name given to my ancestor for a feat of bravery. It means Strength, or Strong.
    The motto give: fortiorum fortia facta (made stronger and braver)

    I say, let us all be fortiorum fortia facta.

    Spoiler: I'm an Ajin! 

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    The Primal Forest was a little behind where Arapegol and Iperanton now came to and were just starting to feel safe then from a possible attack. Arapegol said, "That was a cry for help, wasn't it? Did you not hear that?"

    Iperanton said, "I was not sure. But we can't go in to the Primal Forest. How is anyone in there? We were already in danger, and we would lose our lives rather than save anyone in there, where they shouldn't have gone."

    "I am sure I heard it coming from right there at that corner, just within the edge of the forest. I can't let someone die in there because I did nothing. You stay here to cover me. I will rush right in among those outer trees right there. I will help whoever is right there to bring them out, and shoot at any monster there if I have to. I will try coming out right away then, hopefully with whoever is there that I could help, and you here being ready to shoot any monster or a tentacle from one coming after us." Arapegol did not wait to explain any more, he hurried right away, with his blade already ready in his left hand, and the orb in his right hand, while the bag he had brought was left near to where Iperanton still stood.

    Arapegol still with great worry passed between outer trees at that corner of the forest from which place was as far as the forest reached toward the road. His eyes adjusted quickly, and he saw the female elvish witch, which he saw right away was someone familiar, stumbling toward him, as one tentacled rotmonster yet that near behind her was reaching out with one long ropy tentacle. "This way!" Arapegol shouted at her. He moved aside to let her continue past him, and he slashed at the tentacle coming rapidly right behind with his blade. Knowing it would take too long to use teleportation to cast the rotmonster far into the interior, he sprung back as the rotmonster waved the slashed tentacle wildly about. Arapegol hurried out after that female elvish witch he had seen before, toward Iperanton waiting there.
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    Jaydeen hobbled past him as fast as she could, "Thank goodness you're here," she breathed in a bit of pain as she did her best to continue, "I thought I was dead."
    They continued to stumble onto the clear rode to the other man before falling to their knees in exhaustion.

    She blinked for a moment. "Oh, the others. Klara, Nasa, Gasha," she said, "No." she began to shed tears and cry into her hand for losing the others with her.
    Stark, the name given to my ancestor for a feat of bravery. It means Strength, or Strong.
    The motto give: fortiorum fortia facta (made stronger and braver)

    I say, let us all be fortiorum fortia facta.

    Spoiler: I'm an Ajin! 

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    Arapegol hurried out from between the outer close-growing trees, the dark interior vividly still on his mind, with the dark branches reaching out, where he saw dark squirrels and dark birds watching what was happening within. The strangler rotmonsters were horrible mounds, each like a pile, the long ropey tentacles reaching out from them. It was a place no humans should go.

    "Klara, Nasa, and Gasha were there?!" He remembered them from briefly meeting them the other day, meeting the same disaster to them that day that he had found to himself. He had come to have Klara's body, and only was in this body again with duplicating his that Klara was in, with use of the rod of alteration he had then, before it was snatched away from him. And had they now all perished. In that forest with the horrible creatures they must have. "Did you see them perish?" Arapegol almost yelled, to the female elvish witch in which the mind of Jaydeen now resided.

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