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Penny watched from her stone perch above the battle as Garrod made what was shaping to be his final valiant stand. His face and shoulder were wounded, and the stone floor was painted with his crimson ichor. In a rare moment of weakness? Compassion? Bravery? Maybe it was a mix of the three? It...

“A dim…gust of hope...against…insurmountable…evil! The blade strikes…true! An ocean of ash split…in two…Garrod? No…something foul….stands against the…tyrant! A blaze against blaze, fire against…fire…a beast…against beat…Garrod’s movement proves unholy…his body falters…the weight of death begins...

Penny writhed on the ground in an all too familiar agony, the very blood in her body congealing and turning to bedrock. Muscles constricted and bones freezing it was a complete bodily shutdown and yet there was one thing running through the girl's mind. History. I…Made a promise, nay! A...

Penny stood outside the serpent's lair vigorously etching her journal with writing. With each passing moment, with each word these fine warriors spoke, the narrative grew in epicness and for a while, the girl almost forgot that she was chosen to head into the literal jaws of death. Not that she...

Scribbling on a page, Penny felt the weight of a pen in her melted hand and winced. Still usable...somewhat anyway. Won't be the most legible thing I've ever written that's for sure. Ripped from her monologue an object floated in Penny's vision, this one medicinal. "Many thanks, oh fearless...

"Why did I do this!? Why did I do this!?! WHY did I DO this!?!?!" Penny could do nothing but curse her bad decision-making as the flesh melted from her grass-covered arm, a tidal wave of death devouring the tasty offering. Bringing her arm back to her side, Penny shook at the steaming mass of...

Touched by magic where arms could do nothing, the massive zephyr summoned by Garrod's massive blade scattered the advancing wyrms breaking their assault. "A gust of wind, the greatsword radiates power like a conduit between our world and the world of the gods!" Penny had sheathed her dagger by...

Sweat trickled down Penny's hand as she wrote Garrod's recipe into her journal. If she had asked for the contents of the vial BEFORE she drank it she might've just opted to stay encased in stone. Oddly enough she has encountered her fair share of Strix in her travels however bizarre that may be...

Penny smiled sinisterly as Garrod and the others made their intent to pursue the monster clear. That's good for her, in all honesty, Penny wasn't quite sure how'd she survive another encounter with the beast let alone kill the damned thing. Penny so absorbed by her writing didn't even notice the...

Penny's face fanned with a smile as Garrod awoke the need for an epitaph erased with it. Expectedly the girl immediately got to work recording everything that had happened between the warrior's slumber and the serpent's retreat. "A victory snatched from the ravenous jaws of failure but a victory...

"A wall of arrows and one breaks through! The unassailable teeters his iron snare loosened and his prey unconstricted! A gout of flame, like the sun itself, channeled in the warrior's breath like a monstrous dragon, the taste of death it shoots down the Basilisk's throat his tongue flailing in...

"The vile serpent lunges at the warrior but gains no purchase, his hopes of a quick meal dashed away almost as quickly as the warrior did." Penny's eyes widened at the sight of Garrod's lightning magic her pupils dilated and her smile broadened in an almost insane veneer as a line of drool...

"As I peer into the inevitability of demise slithering before me, my maker beckoning me from beyond the maw of death I cannot help but wonder if I should have washed my hands after that Ham breakfast so I wouldn't smell so so enticing." Penny mused as she readied her feet to dart away at any...

"Don't get eaten! Don't get eaten! Don't get eaten!" Penny frantically chanted as she spun her body behind a tree the wet slithering of a scaly body against the nearby riverbed alerting the girl to her enemy's presence. Shaking, scared of what she might find Penny's hand ran down the left side...

Well, things had escalated quickly. A pirate attack right on the docks! Who would have guessed these scoundrels to be so daring? Danger aside a pirate raid made for great material! But if she wanted to be as accurate as possible she'd need to get closer...welp guess it's time to put her plan...