Apr 26, 2017 18:42:34 GMT -5
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Apr 25, 2017 23:16:14 GMT -5
Post by mark on Apr 25, 2017 23:16:14 GMT -5
[attr="class","bw-r-img"] [attr="class","bw-r-name"]TREASURE CHEST [attr="class","bw-r-fade"] [attr="class","bw-r-border"] [attr="class","bw-r-bg"] [attr="class","bw-desc"] descriptionThree treasure chests have spawned in the area! It's your job to find one and snag the loot! Simply reply to this thread with an in-character post and a roll as you're searching for the loot in the area. You may try as many times as you'd like, but you need at least two posts from others in between your next one. Once you roll one of the numbers below, you've won one of the prizes and you can no longer participate. Once three winners roll the correct numbers the event is over so there's no need to continue. 8iD2tEEq
requirements• don't cheat • need at least one post in gargantua or dungeon of the endless • use [*roll] to roll in your post, but remove the asterisk • post needs to be in-character • 250 word requirement for posts in this thread • all characters can roll, no restrictions per person or character • one prize per character • ends 04/28 rewards• first prize: resurrection charge ( consumable )• second prize: silver ore ( weapon crafting material ) • third prize: ₡50 ( money )
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Apr 26, 2017 2:33:28 GMT -5
Post by faust on Apr 26, 2017 2:33:28 GMT -5
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i'm electric all plugged in
fucked up like original sin / fucked up like original sin
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This was pretty fun![break][break]
Faust had scrambled for the chance at getting money, but couldn't help but be off-put by the fact that she was going to have to work to get what she wanted. The very thought of setting her feet down in the sand and actually digging her fingers through like some animal repulsed her. Even considering breaking her back with a shovel and having to watch all of that sand slide back into the hole she'd made, her progress limited, had given the woman pause. To say she wasn't interested in hard labor would be too polite to be accurate to Faust.[break][break]
Thankfully, there were solutions to everything. It had been surprisingly easy for Faust to convince some player she hadn't met before that she was too weak to do it herself and really, really needed the prize. A few crocodile tears and well placed smiles, and she'd wrapped the rando tightly around her finger. Meilin had been so right. It turned out it wasn't at all difficult to get people to give her things, including raw work. She'd figure out how to lose the sucker later.[break][break]
For now, she sat hovering in the air as she watched the guy work away at shovelling a hole for her. He was even making good progress, she saw as she leaned forward, resting her chin on both open palms with a budding curiosity. How deep were these things supposed to be, anyway? It was a wonder she didn't voice, not at all interested in chipping into the morale of her helper. When the man's shovel hit something with a metallic clink, she laughed and clapped, eagerly waiting for the treasure chest to be dropped into her lap. The moment it was in her hands, she opened it without a second thought, peeking inside. Hopefully, it wasn't empty.
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Apr 26, 2017 2:56:25 GMT -5
Post by catharsis on Apr 26, 2017 2:56:25 GMT -5
 that was you. Work was fine, Catharsis told himself, just so long as he got to party harder later on. The fact that this place was supposed to be haunted didn't help him at all. Back in the real world, that shit meant nothing to him. Here where it became more clear every day that passed by that the devs just wanted to fuck with people, it put him on edge. People wouldn't drop hints in a game that something was haunted and then let it turn out to be nothing. No one did that when setting up the theme that way. He'd seen this b movie before. He knew how they ended for the people who didn't care at all.
It was for that reason that he startled whenever he heard a crash or a yell, only to be annoyed when it turned out to be another player rushing through with no care for the noise they were making. He was too on edge for even the thought of dollar signs and profits off of whatever he could find to be all that fun. It probably would've been different if he'd brought company, but ... nah. He was an independent utility who didn't need any babysitter.
Or something like that.
Glancing at the wreckage, Catharsis noticed a massive overturned but unopened jar. It could be the kind of thing someone would stuff a bit of treasure into. It could also be exactly the kind of thing some monster or trap would be hiding in just to scare the piss out of players. Frowning, he lifted his staff and nudged at the lid, none too gently convincing it to open so that he could find out what was inside. Curiosity, cats, so on and so forth.
MpGrMxvY MADE BY ★MEULK
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Apr 26, 2017 3:53:34 GMT -5
Post by qilin on Apr 26, 2017 3:53:34 GMT -5
 xxx❝ WHITE LIES INSPIRE !![break][break] HOLD UP!!
YOU'RE IN THE PRESENCE OF A QUEEN
THERE'S ONLY ONE & I COME SECOND TO NONE
SCREAMS FROM THE HATERS, IT'S GOT A NICE RING TO IT 决 斗 者 News traveled quickly among treasure hunters and the most recent rumor had her interest piqued immediately. The cursed ruins had it's own reputation and that in itself was enough to deter most would-be treasure seekers. Unlike her recent quests, Meilin decided that working alone would be for the best this time around. Mobs were scarce from what she heard and if there was any truth in that, she was golden. Either way, she was confident that she could handle herself against any adversary daring enough to stand before her and the treasure. Player or monster, she was deadset on fighting tooth and nail for whatever the chests carried. She was not going to leave empty handed. Meilin frowned deeply when she arrived at the scene that was said to be the original spot the first chest was found. As expected, it was crawling with players who were already in a frenzy, digging and drilling away. She looked at them with disdain, but carried on with her plan b: investigating deeper into the ruins. She was merely standing at the outskirts of the cursed area -- the safe area. The duelist sighed as she walked deeper and deeper into the ruins until voices could not be heard. The hustle and bustle from earlier had eerily died down leaving her with just the sound of her own breathing. It was proof that she had walked into the heart of the haunted ruins armed with nothing but a glorified stick. She cursed under her breath, her hand tightly gripped around the body of the staff. She didn't necessarily believe in ghosts and the likes, but what was her belief in the face of a video game? As far as she knew, Santa Claus could be real in this world along with the Tooth Fairy. Meilin shook her head to focus on more pleasant thoughts; ones that consisted of her taking the treasure and splitting. Yeah, that was good. Her steps quickened, her eyes focused on the foggy path in front of her until an object dropped itself down with a heavy thud. Without much thought, the female picked up the small chest, giving it a shake. It didn't sound empty. She looked up in case that there were more from where that came from and to her horror, it came from the hands of a dead man -- literally. Above her was the body of a player levitating and from him, an explosion of colorful pixels as he shook sporadically. Well, that was her cue to leave immediately. Meilin held the chest to her own as she ran for dear life right back to the safe zone. Stupidly, she paid more attention to fiddling with the lock than what was in front of her. Next thing she knew, the air was knocked right out of her along with the old box. She blinked slowly at the opened chest laying right next to her, her vision blurred to the point she could easily see doubles. Even in that state, there was no mistaking what she saw in the chest. TALK SHIT WITH THE PRETTIEST LIPS; BAD GIRLS DO IT WELL PHARAOH LEAP.
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Apr 26, 2017 14:21:57 GMT -5
Post by hyperion on Apr 26, 2017 14:21:57 GMT -5
Loot. Sweet, precious loot. The word itself sent people in a frenzy, whether it was in the real world or in this game. The treasure some people would end up finding are the things others can only dream of. And while he was in Dione, Hyperion heard a rumor of a ruin said to contain dreamlike treasures. He was warned that it was supposedly cursed, and despite believing it a little, he didn't seem to mind. He assumed it was started by the first person to arrive to keep others away. Needless to say, like all the other players, he was herded like a sheep. When he arrived at the sandy ruins, it was already teeming with players. Apparently, the rumor wasn't to keep others at bay. Or, at the very least, no one else cared either. The fact that so many were still here means that the goodies weren't found yet. He chuckled under his breath as he slowly trekked through the sand, looking for an open spot he could hog all for himself. Some players used their hands and others thought ahead and brought shovels. He laughed, as he held his shield in his hands and began scooping away. Although the sand started to crumble and slowly refill the hole he was making, it wasn't refilling quick enough. Hyperion just scooping. And scooping. And scooping. By the time he was waist deep in the sand, he looked around at the wall surrounding him. "Whoops," he muttered. He put his shield away and started climbing. He put his hands in the sand and felt something. He immediately thought treasure and yanked on it. Sure enough, it was a treasure chest. The joy he felt was gone after a second due to the sand falling all over him. Note to self, don't just yank things. At least it wasn't a curse. vX5__2r6tag: n/a ▪ words: 311 ▪ ooc: Loot |
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Apr 26, 2017 17:01:44 GMT -5
Post by elise on Apr 26, 2017 17:01:44 GMT -5
sands stretched endlessly, tirelessly, against the horizon. the perpetually setting sun blurred in its ferocity, mimicking the real star the real earth was orbiting round. he was still there too, somewhere. pulled into the path, spinning round and round, slow enough to never ever notice.
the last hunt came up with nought, but elise wasn't ready to throw the towel just yet. with every heavy step, his feet would sink a little more. meters away, he spotted a few other plays circling the ruins, probably also looking for treasure. he frowned at the thought of extra competition.
despite the setting sun, heat beat down on him mercilessly. his hood and mask helped trap heat, but also protected him from the drifting sands. he was standing amongst ruins, distant whispers of grand architecture mimicked of ancient times. there's still some grandeur left to make him stop and wonder, forget his purpose.
he finished the water he brought with him, giving the last drop a longing lick. he'd have to go and find more water soon, and give up on the search - the nights were colder and it'd be a pain to roam around here then, when monsters would be guaranteed to lurk.
evening was creeping, looming around the corner. with that, elise decided he'd make a final punt at the small cave he'd found, hidden beyond some ruins. he equipped a torch to light up the interior, where he found a tiny old chest sitting there, waiting not to be noticed.
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Apr 26, 2017 17:26:49 GMT -5
Post by faust on Apr 26, 2017 17:26:49 GMT -5
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i'm electric all plugged in
fucked up like original sin / fucked up like original sin
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And ... nothing. Faust frowned for a moment, suppressing the whine that nipped at the back of her throat. She quickly overcame it, laughing and thanking the man. "Don't worry, I'm sure we'll find something soon." She said, swinging her legs playfully. 'We,' she had said, while she did absolutely none of the work herself. The asmodeus didn't even deign to touch her feet to the cavern floor. "Maybe you should try the drill instead." She delegated helpfully. "That seems faster."[break][break]
Sure, it might be hard to hang onto a drill while it kicked back, but Faust didn't know that. She'd never bothered to try before, and wasn't about to do so now. She blinked up as she looked around at all the players scrambling for a place. This was so crowded, but she'd be really mad if someone found the first treasure box right after she'd left the area. That, and it'd probably be safer in the high numbers. She wasn't afraid of any ghosts, especially when she wouldn't be alone anywhere, but it seemed like a hassle that she wasn't interested in and hadn't signed up for. [break][break]
Faust was only here for profits. Once she got something she could use or sell, she'd be gone - leaving her little worker in the dust and all. The asmodeus laughed at the thought, watching the player lug out a drill, before something caught her eye. Drifting over, she saw a chest that seemed to have been left, unopened, in a ditch. She frowned. It had probably just been closed after they'd found nothing at all, but ... As casually as she could, she reached over and jiggled the lock open, peeking
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Apr 26, 2017 18:03:59 GMT -5
Post by qilin on Apr 26, 2017 18:03:59 GMT -5
xxx❝ WHITE LIES INSPIRE !![break][break] HOLD UP!!
YOU'RE IN THE PRESENCE OF A QUEEN
THERE'S ONLY ONE & I COME SECOND TO NONE
SCREAMS FROM THE HATERS, IT'S GOT A NICE RING TO IT 决 斗 者 Meilin groaned as she reached for the smaller box that fell out of the chest, fingers curling around it. She brought that to her body, embracing it into a tight hug as she rolled herself slowly onto her back. Her head throbbed and her lungs were barely functional, though they'll do, they'll do just fine for now. God! Meilin wheezed as she pushed herself up with one arm, shaking away as much as the dizziness as possible. That was the last time she was going to run full speed into a giant piece of etched stone. She squinted at what was left of it with burning contempt despite it's sorry condition. In hindsight, it probably wasn't ideal to destroy a cursed piece of history after witnessing a murder. Meilin shrugged at the thought as she mustered up the strength to stand up again using her free hand to steady herself. What was her weapon going to do against a spooky apparition anyways? Nothing. She was fine with abandoning it in favor of leaving with a valuable item or even money at this point. She swore that all her efforts were going to pay off one way or another. Like nothing had happened, she was back on her feet sprinting towards where everyone else stood. It grew more and more apparent when she could hear the mashed conversations. In the back of her mind, however she felt unease and again, looked to open the box. If it really was the treasure, why wasn't she being chased and killed like the player before her? She stopped in her tracks to pop open the lid safely, peeking inside. TALK SHIT WITH THE PRETTIEST LIPS; BAD GIRLS DO IT WELL PHARAOH LEAP.
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Apr 26, 2017 18:27:50 GMT -5
Post by catharsis on Apr 26, 2017 18:27:50 GMT -5
that was you. Cat startled when some kind of mist escaped the urn. In the end, he found that he could still breathe and his health wasn't exactly dissipating. Better yet, the dust - at least, that's what he decided it had been - faded away as nothing more than a cool visual effect. No ghosts. No monsters for him to have to deal with on top of scavenging to get to the right chest before anyone else could. Heart beating in his chest, he moved on while still making a point of not stranding himself too far from the rest of the players. He was a utility. The last thing he needed was to get killed by a ghost or whatever other monster was supposed to be here just because all he could see was dollar signs.
Not to say money wasn't important, or anything. He knew his values.
Catharsis wandered on, before he stopped and backed up, squinting. There was something glimmering under a mess of dilapidated planks and what probably used to be an urn before it was crushed. It was basically something akin to an Easter egg hunt, wasn't it? Cat frowned and approached, tapping the debris to uncover what he'd seen. With his luck, it'd be nothing. To his surprise, when he'd cleared enough away he did see the shine of a treasure chest of medium size. To a more unpleasant kind of surprise, a skeletal hand was curled around it. He jumped, before poking it with the end of his staff until it toppled over with no life whatsoever, and then groaned. Hopefully, no one had seen that. Without any further hesitation, he reached down to pry the treasure chest open.
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Apr 26, 2017 18:38:25 GMT -5
Post by Aleister on Apr 26, 2017 18:38:25 GMT -5
[attr="class",screamlyrics"]THIS COBWEB OF SICK BLOOD  [attr="class","screamlyrics1"]OUR HONOR IS THE HOLY BLOOD | [attr="class","screambod"]You know what they say right? That the third times the charm? Well counting Aleister's two attempts the last time treasure chests randomly popped up in an area this was his third time, so he was just bound to find some of that good shiny loot this time. On the bright side, well slightly brighter side, he didn't have to go spelunking and shimmying down cracks in some cave in search of treasure this time. He just had to explore some...creepy cursed ruins place, it was only even remotely considered a better situation thanks to the fact that a place like this must have some better goodies hidden away in the chests.
Before he actually entered into the ruins the blue haired man would stand outside for a few moments, his spear popping right into his hand as he equipped the basic weapon. After all he had no idea what kind of creatures could be lurking around every corner down there in the ruins, especially if its cursed. There might be some kind of mummy awaiting people at the bottom or something like that.
Sighing to himself the opportunist would begin to make his way into the cursed ruins, stopping to take one last look at the area outside the ruins in search of any treasure. Which of course there weren't any chests just sitting out against the wall of the ruins with a big "hey take me please" sign on them. Swallowing the bit of fear he had for the supposedly cursed place Aleister would head on down into the ruins in search of some real treasure.
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Apr 26, 2017 18:50:26 GMT -5
Post by faust on Apr 26, 2017 18:50:26 GMT -5
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i'm electric all plugged in
fucked up like original sin / fucked up like original sin
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Faust sighed heavily when it turned out the box was empty, dropping it carelessly with a thud and floating back to her helper. Moments later, a player who wasn't looking where they were going tripped over her discarded box. Faust pretended not to notice even as it meant strangling a laugh in her throat. The Asmodeus glanced to her player. They were actually starting to sweat from the drill, having already moved from the initial spot they'd started at with nothing. She scrunched up her nose. This guy wasn't lucky at all. She'd have to go find another sucker to leech off of soon.[break][break]
The demon kept that to herself, though. Blue eyes glanced around to see plenty of players in the same boat, neither looking to be particularly luckier than the rest. Maybe the area itself was pretty bad. It was probably time to move on. [break][break]
She jumped when the man shouted, frowning down at him from where she was floating. The moment she saw him turning to look at her, though, that frown turned right upside down. Sure enough, he leaned down and scraped up a silver treasure chest, and Faust's eyes lit up even as she'd turned up nothing so many times before this. She wanted to get something to show for all her hard work, after all. Leaning forward, she scooped the chest out of his hands without so much as a thank you. With a bit of fiddling with the lock and a big frown, the chest popped open and the Asmodeus peered inside.
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Apr 26, 2017 18:56:51 GMT -5
Post by kingrex on Apr 26, 2017 18:56:51 GMT -5
 [attr="class","scare"]EAT SHIT AND DIE! [attr="class","scare1"] [attr="class","scare2"] [attr="class","scare3"] [attr="class","scarewords"]Why in the goat fucking hell was Rex out here looking for treasure again? It wasn't like his first try at it went well or anything. A fucking HP potion, really? That's all he could be proud of after digging around in the sand for several god awful hours? Pathetic! But greed was rich in his blood, and it couldn't be stopped in the face of gambling for goodies beneath the ruins.
Luckily the mobs out here were quiet for the day, it was easy enough for the little blonde shit head to run around checking under mossy stone and earth for whatever might be hidden out here. There was a bit of anxiety in his movements however, the last time he'd been around ruins had him face to face with golems, and that wasn't fun at all.....
There was a high wall of ancient brick that he decided to climb, hoping that a ledge above him would possibly hide something valuable. As he got higher and higher on the wall he'd start to wonder if it would be worth dying over...This game had fall damage, right? Eventually he'd make it to a ledge of extended stone, crawling his way on it with panted breaths.
Sharp sapphires were locked on an old wooden box stashed behind some shrubs, and without time to waste he'd approach and turn his assault rifle backwards to gun butt the fuck out of the crate, hopefully breaking it open and finding something worth a damn or not....
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Apr 26, 2017 19:16:00 GMT -5
Post by kingrex on Apr 26, 2017 19:16:00 GMT -5
[attr="class","scare"]EAT SHIT AND DIE! [attr="class","scare1"] [attr="class","scare2"] [attr="class","scare3"] [attr="class","scarewords"]The box was broken and Rex gleamed with joy as he caught something rolling out from the debris he'd left. With a greedy snicker he'd lean down to quickly pick up the ball of black coming his way. After a brief inspection he'd assumed it for some kind of ore, though when two beady little eyes plopped open on the thing he'd quickly rethink what he was holding...
“Ehh...What the fuck are you?” He muttered under a breath, giving the small thing a frown as it blinked and wobbled in his grip. With a hiss of anger he'd toss it towards the back of the space he'd been standing on, “Te'h! God damn it!” Rex fussed before walking back towards the ledge to look out over the ruins, griping under his breath of where to look next.
He'd feel a small bump at the back of his heel, causing him to turn around and look down. Sure enough it was the small creature he'd just thrown to the wall, “Hey..fuck off! What'd'ya want?” He snapped, leaning down some to threaten the blob. Those little rounded orbs of white narrowed as if it was angry, and it quickly started to vibrate side to side swelling in size and turning a hot red.
Rex took a few steps back and clenched his teeth in a panicked expression, “Oh no! Ohh--fuck me!” He yelled before the small mass of black exploded. The Soldier was rocketed out from the ledge in a smokey descent somewhere else in the ruins. Something broken, he wasn't sure if it was bones or the aged surface of stone he'd collapsed through. After a few skids and flopping tumbles he'd finally come to rest with a defeated twitch...
Oh well...maybe he'd find something down there?
[attr="class","s arenotes"]- NSFW!!!!- NOTES @tag [googlefont=Oswald][googlefont=Abel][newclass=.scare]font-size:20px;text-align:center;color:#7f3e96;font-family:oswald;letter-spacing:1px;padding:4px[/newclass][newclass=.scare1]font-size:15px;text-align:center;color:#B03131;font-family:abel;margin-top:-2px;[/newclass][newclass=.scare2]font-size:15px;text-align:center;font-family:oswald;color:#55ce30;margin-top:3px;[/newclass][newclass=.scare3]font-size:20px;text-align:center;font-family:oswald;color:#bdbdbd;border-bottom:2px solid #eaeaea;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.scarewords]font-size:11px;text-align:justify;padding:20px;color:#bdbdbd;[/newclass][newclass=.scarenotes]font-size:10px;text-align:center;color:#a3a3a3;border-bottom:solid 2px #eaeaea;padding:10px;[/newclass] zyp5xSgm
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Apr 26, 2017 19:24:44 GMT -5
Post by catharsis on Apr 26, 2017 19:24:44 GMT -5
that was you. Nothing. It turned up nothing. Ah, well. With his luck that just figured.
Catharsis let out a hiss under his breath to cover a series of curses while he ran a hand over the lower half of his face. Alright, this was getting on his nerves. He could admit to that. What wasn't grating about poking through ruins that were said to be haunted, alone, only to not get any rewards for it? Nothing. Not one bit of it wasn't annoying. The worst part was that he was pretty sure he'd seen this plotline in some B movie horror before. Dumbfuck lightweight wanders off in hopes of finding something shiny he doesn't want to share with the rest of the group?
Yeah, he didn't know a single person who wasn't familiar with how that one ended.
He inhaled slowly, letting it out just as slowly as he counted backward from ten and headed down and a little bit aways from the rest of the scrambling players. This wasn't smart, sure, but he heard other players shouting at each other up ahead, too. It wasn't like he was racing right into the basement or anything. Everything would be just fine, just perfectly fine. Catharsis stopped as he noticed a large chest just sitting there, waiting suspiciously.
He frowned at it, annoyed and displeased. He knew better than to do this, but if it actually had treasure and he hadn't been the one to open it, he would've kicked himself. Quickly, he bashed the end of his staff against the chest twice, before moving to open it with his bare hands. What could go wrong? He laughed nervously to himself as the thing cracked open, stumbling back with a start, to see ...
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Apr 27, 2017 7:41:57 GMT -5
Post by elise on Apr 27, 2017 7:41:57 GMT -5
he wasn't expecting much from that small chest - he'd tell himself that over and over and over, but he couldn't convince the aching disappointment in his chest. when it came to treasure chests, size didn't matter. an amazing item could've been in there. what a disappointment.
he was planning on giving up at first, and returning to the inn. darkness was brewing - the temperature was already dropping, and dropping ever faster. he didn't pay much attention to what was going on outside, however, because he had just stumbled on a secret switch on the back of the small cave's wall. he pushed it with his free hand, causing a shake that pushed dusty sand into the air. he coughed - but if his mouth wasn't covered, he'd have surely lost some hp over it.
the cave wall phased downwards, revealing more to the cave. elise looked at the darkness beyond with a bit of scepticism and a lot of concern - it was far too dark to make anything out, and there could very well be an ambush waiting for him.
he stretched out the torch in his hand as far as he could, but that could only illuminate so far. on his knees, he was mulling over what to do - until he impulsively threw a small rock into the void.
he could hear it roll - drop with a thud a bit further in. he hoped it was a treasure chest. with no monster cry a few seconds later, he shifted, hesitantly going further in, hoping the wall wouldn't just revert back to the way it was earlier.
he found a bigger chest at the end of that wall and sighed in relief. brushing the dust away, he opened it.
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