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Golden rings fell in upon the new Hideout, setting Zan and the rest of the Freedom Fighters into their place of safety with hardly a sound. The lycanthrope knew he looked cancerous, drained and stricken of his otherwise stolid health. The closest thing he could compare it to was the flu, but the nau...

(OOC: Buying-- Hands of Fire - 2200 Air Bracer - 2400 Peasant's Cap - 2500 Scarab Earring - 2400 Lincoln Green - 2400 Ranger's Boots - 2500 Flare Guard - 2200 Hands of Water - 1800 Fire Lizard - 2100 Fire Bracer - 2000 Smith's Gloves - 2100 Silver Bracer - 800 Wyrm Hide - 1300 Frost Bracer - 1600 Fi...

Zan was immersed in the chaos of his plan coming to fruition, Rayo aiding him as he had requested in the flashmail. They were taking the segments down, there was no doubt about that, but the lycanthrope could only hope it would be quick enough. If Primal was like any of his other forms, their contin...

Although Zan had, theoretically, helped temporary pull Rayo from oblivion ala Floating Blades of Pain, he now seemed to find himself in a similar predicament. It had been a good plan and all, but with only Rayo and he executing it...it wasn't turning out so hot. No matter how many assaults he dodged...

The sight of their new foe was truly something to behold, Primal now both a creature of bulk and unnatural grace in turn. Though it was a bit of an exaggeration, Zan's first reflexive thought was that he moved like Nall, with that kind of 'where the hell did he go?' effect that the Blademaster so ef...

Zan watched again as the collective, metaphorical (and literal) dust from their attacks came to a settle, curious to see how their local, stubborn boss had stood against their most recent onslaught. Not surprisingly, the bastard of a monster still stood, albeit a touch weaker than before. This was g...

The lycanthrope watched in a moment of breathless anticipation as the dust from the group's collective wars finally came to settle. Zan had foolishly expected it all to be enough to drop down someone like Nall's HP in a single round. He was left to realize and remember just how mighty the Blademaste...

Zan could feel the poison thinning in his veins, slowly swimming to dilution as the battle around him continued to wage on. It was more than relieving to feel his body actually begin to communicate with his brain once more. No longer lagging or stumbling with his movements, the lycanthrope kicked ou...

Within moments of his initial assault on Primal, Zan found himself quickly joined by the likes of Jinx, its pet, and Phoe on the tail end. Together they produced a rather impressive show against the boss, one attack flying forward when others retracted and so on and so forth. In its own way it becam...

Zan's eyes hovered over the mound of rock, the altar a peaceful and still thing in the field of combat and blood. There was indeed something within it, a piece of the metal that had pierced the heart of Primal's second form. The lycanthrope's first instinct was to stab it into the form, but somethin...

Zan's little plan of a spell-based, omni-directional assault ended up being fruitless, the jittery Primal too quick and too smart to be boxed in by the elements that ended up converging onto nothing. The lycanthrope wished then that it would all just fade, that it would all just end. The first phase...

Zan watched with a blatant smugness as the damn thing fell from the bar, a saving hand keeping him from the same gruesome, audible fate the Primal met at the floor. It had underestimated all of them, had underestimated their ability to tear his advantages down to laughable remains. Falling down to t...

Zan couldn't help but feel vaguely useless, something he was sure quite a few of them were experiencing at that point. Though his situation and his sickness was a unique one, the effects on this battle with everyone else were all uniform. Everyone around him was drying, dropping like flies to be bro...

The completion of the mini-puzzle had brought about, through a small series of events, the gaping maw of blackness at Zan's feet. Most of the Freedom Fighters seemed to simply stare down into it, hesitant to jump in and hesitant to stay behind. While some, like Nall and Nighthand, went in without so...

Zan pondered over the tablet with the thought span of some...creature with a small thought span, mind too focused on other things. The Gatekeeper had told them there'd be consequences for calling upon the Raven for the last time, but he had yet to see such things come to fruition. Maybe he had escap...