Amira 0 Posted January 11, 2016 #1 Share Posted January 11, 2016 (edited) Manta had a particular like of the seventh floor. It certainly wasn't for the city under the mountain though. The settlement was eerie, like some sort of dungeon. What Manta liked was the outside, with its mountains and trees. The whole place was incredibly peaceful if you could manage to avoid the mobs. It probably wasn't the best place for someone who felt like they had achieved all of their goals and was now incredibly bored with the game and almost everything it had to offer. Manta frowned, leaning up against a rock and trying to decide what to do with herself. Edited January 11, 2016 by Manta Gaul Link to post Share on other sites
Macradon 0 Posted January 11, 2016 #2 Share Posted January 11, 2016 Macradon came walking on the 7th floor after another day of material farming. He had been doing this for weeks now, stocking up a big pile of mats for his shop. The demand of his deeds had been skyrocketing, which was great, but also came with a minimal amount of materials, the reason he was farming. He had grown tired of the 7th floor, it was all just mountains and mountains, he wanted a more beautiful scenery he could adore, not that the mountains weren't pretty, he had just got tired of them from the weeks of grinding. He was walking one of the paths leading to the main settlement and as he walked he would hum a little tune for himself. His body was covered in a green and black robe, breast plate that would keep the robes on tight, a cuirass that would protect his legs and his big great sword on his back. The hood of his robes were on, covering Macradon from the light that would shine into his eyes. Link to post Share on other sites
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