Meeting Dai-den

[riveit]

The group trudged up the sodden slope in the Void. A circle of stone menhirs stood on the top of the hill. It had been a long day. They had crossed the Trench of Trials to get Starrain to the Zorai teleporters, then turned north for jungle hunting. Dreamin took point, as usual. Bowrifle slung from her shoulder, she carefully scanned the wilderness for danger. Iverem came second with amps ready and an elemental spell on her lips. Her guildmate Davrick followed closely behind Iverem. In the middle, Pero enthralled the Aedan Artisans with the story of how he was forced to cut off his long hair to keep the many infatuated Crystobel girls from mobbing him. Pipp made encouraging noises like "Ooooo, tell us more!" while rolling her eyes behind his back. Riveit followed at the back distracted. He pulled the magically protective earring off his right ear. Black! Burnt out another one! He threw to the ground and then inspected the ruined mess of his white light armor. It was mud colored now. With all these rips it would be worthless after another battle. Suddenly, he tripped on a tattered strip of his once-white Illuminati boots. As he picked himself up from of the muck, Dai-den stuck.

With well-oiled precision, the team fanned out and fought back. Dreamin and Pero leaped into action firing shots and smashing at the giant kitin. Its ear-splitting screech filled the homin's ears. Iverem, Starrain and Jinn shots elemental spells kitin lord while Pipp healed. A blow from its legs caught Dreamin and threw her against a menhir, where she lay crumpled with her spine twisted sickly. Pero engaged the kitin, smashing at its legs and underbelly with his mace and nimbly leaping from its pinchers. Riveit got his muddy amplifiers into action and watched as his healing spell seized Dreamin and straightened her spine. She smoothly pulled out her sword and leaped back into the fight. Then Pero was stabbed through his gut and went down. Dreamin fought alone until Pero was healed back up. Bursts of cold, electricity, and stun shattered against Dai-den, further driving it into frenzy. Dreamin went down again, then Pero, as blows knocked them down and healing raised them back up. Minutes later, though it seemed an eternity to the homins, the Dai-den spawn screamed one last time and crumpled to the ground. They all heaved a sigh of relief and gathered next to the massive corpse. Pero pulled off his Tryker helmet and smiled at everyone, "Look, another benefit! No helmet hair with this hairstyle! As perfect as ever."