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Post by ORCHID on Apr 3, 2012 14:42:03 GMT -5
FIELD SYNOPSIS
Θ POURED SCARRED GHOSTS 
This area resembles that of a wide open grassland that had been blessed (or perhaps, cursed) with a seemingly unending amount of snow. The wide open spaces have been blanketed with the substance and are completely porcelain white in appearance. Despite its calming appearance, however, many a player have been known to purposely avoid this area. It's known for its monsters which don't appear conveniently from monster portals, but instead have been said to crawl out of the snow itself.
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Post by ORCHID on Apr 6, 2012 16:27:12 GMT -5
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notes: ahhh whatever i don't like this post but whatever
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today was pretty much business as per usual, for orchid. she was here particularly to test out a player who planned on joining her guild. admittedly, she was happy about the player's chosen class -- a heavyblade. she currently hadn't had many melee classes aside from herself. balancing out the ratios of the guild was always a good idea.
gating into the ice-covered field, orchid realized in retrospect that it was kind of a shot in the dark, choosing an area like this. there was a dungeon nowhere in sight -- if there was one at all -- and players actually went out of their way to avoid this place. of course, this also meant that players who did show up would have been the braver kind; the kind that were headstrong and supposedly feared nothing. just the kind that orchid loved crushing. and the perfect kind to test her newcomer with -- if they couldn't pk a group of players, they wouldn't be of any use to orchid.
as she waited on mezzanotte, orchid hoped that they would stumble onto a few more players. she loved player killing, after all; whether the heavyblade was worthy or not, orchid was going to enjoy this escapade.
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