The Duskbound Codex

SHE HAS RETURNED! PRAISE BE THE GODS

Robin was crouched low, using his staff to keep his balance. He heard the gun rack back, and he froze up. "Considering you just asked me if I was part of them, I'm guessing you aren't part of that stupid cult... put the gun down." Robin didn't even look back as his trenchcoat blew in the storm of magic.

Ed paused and motioned for the other to come closer. With Ed up against some old half falling apart stone wall. "I called for help... They'd better be fucking coming. But..." He looked over the wall. "We need a lotta dead cultists fast. But I don't wanna die cause... Guards with high powered rifles. And I'd bet some of them can actually shoot." He muttered. "I have an enchanted pistol, but still."

"Oh, please, normal magic is nothing compared to divine magic." Robin winked and vaulted over the low wall, staying low he made his way closer. "Why do I get dragged into this mess?"

Ed looked. “I think that’s-“. He sighed as the other hopped the wall. “I think that’s a god they’re trying to summon.” With that he pulled out two spare magazines. Attention quickly went Robins way, as while Ed was in shelter the way down was not covered well. Nobody fired, until Ed did. Faint gunshots echoing as the guards with rifles didn’t all go down at once, but they all suddenly were hit, or their rifles were in rapid succession.

Robin wasted no time himself. Using his staff, he disarmed a few guards and robbed one of them of their rifle, a wonderful P90. He checked the weapon, and before he could even shoulder it, it was shot from his hand. "Gods damn it, that's expensive!"

Robin rounded a tree and hit another guard over the head as a wave of magic hit him, pushing him back a bit. "That's...heavy, shit." His eyes fell over to Ed. "Huh, nature magic." Robin looked back up and cupped his hand, lightning forming in his palm, and he shot it out, hitting three guards.

"You work for Krampus, there's no 'I'm simply this.' It's like me saying 'I'm simply a bat.' Doesn't work, see?" He leaned on his cane, eyes looking her up and down. "Do you need medical attention? I normally only work with Thirens."

"When did I sign up for this?" He backs up a moment, leaning on his desk. "What are you? Her boss? I thought she was the boss..." He glanced over to his cane and then back at Dialyn. "Alright, what is it?"

Lucian stares at her, trying to read her body language. "Zero out of ten. I never want to meet her on a dark city street." He was honest, doctors always should be, right? Now he wondered what that bunny told her.

"Yeah, her warning me of the target on my back. I've got enough on my plate, and I don't need to know all of that too." He crossed his arms, using his wings to wrap around him like a cloak. "It's stressful being the lead doctor in Thiren corruption."

Robin was crouched low, using his staff to keep his balance. He heard the gun rack back, and he froze up. "Considering you just asked me if I was part of them, I'm guessing you aren't part of that stupid cult... put the gun down." Robin didn't even look back as his trenchcoat blew in the storm of magic.

Ed paused and motioned for the other to come closer. With Ed up against some old half falling apart stone wall. "I called for help... They'd better be fucking coming. But..." He looked over the wall. "We need a lotta dead cultists fast. But I don't wanna die cause... Guards with high powered rifles. And I'd bet some of them can actually shoot." He muttered. "I have an enchanted pistol, but still."

"Oh, please, normal magic is nothing compared to divine magic." Robin winked and vaulted over the low wall, staying low he made his way closer. "Why do I get dragged into this mess?"

Ed looked. “I think that’s-“. He sighed as the other hopped the wall. “I think that’s a god they’re trying to summon.” With that he pulled out two spare magazines. Attention quickly went Robins way, as while Ed was in shelter the way down was not covered well. Nobody fired, until Ed did. Faint gunshots echoing as the guards with rifles didn’t all go down at once, but they all suddenly were hit, or their rifles were in rapid succession.

Robin wasted no time himself. Using his staff, he disarmed a few guards and robbed one of them of their rifle, a wonderful P90. He checked the weapon, and before he could even shoulder it, it was shot from his hand. "Gods damn it, that's expensive!"

"You work for Krampus, there's no 'I'm simply this.' It's like me saying 'I'm simply a bat.' Doesn't work, see?" He leaned on his cane, eyes looking her up and down. "Do you need medical attention? I normally only work with Thirens."

"When did I sign up for this?" He backs up a moment, leaning on his desk. "What are you? Her boss? I thought she was the boss..." He glanced over to his cane and then back at Dialyn. "Alright, what is it?"

Lucian stares at her, trying to read her body language. "Zero out of ten. I never want to meet her on a dark city street." He was honest, doctors always should be, right? Now he wondered what that bunny told her.

"You work for Krampus, there's no 'I'm simply this.' It's like me saying 'I'm simply a bat.' Doesn't work, see?" He leaned on his cane, eyes looking her up and down. "Do you need medical attention? I normally only work with Thirens."

"When did I sign up for this?" He backs up a moment, leaning on his desk. "What are you? Her boss? I thought she was the boss..." He glanced over to his cane and then back at Dialyn. "Alright, what is it?"

"You work for Krampus, there's no 'I'm simply this.' It's like me saying 'I'm simply a bat.' Doesn't work, see?" He leaned on his cane, eyes looking her up and down. "Do you need medical attention? I normally only work with Thirens."

"You work for Krampus, there's no 'I'm simply this.' It's like me saying 'I'm simply a bat.' Doesn't work, see?" He leaned on his cane, eyes looking her up and down. "Do you need medical attention? I normally only work with Thirens."

"You work for Krampus, there's no 'I'm simply this.' It's like me saying 'I'm simply a bat.' Doesn't work, see?" He leaned on his cane, eyes looking her up and down. "Do you need medical attention? I normally only work with Thirens."