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taking the form of an anthropomorphic polar bear, ursong the brave is the only boss in floor one that actually speaks a recognizable language. the bear's fur is covered in large curved pieces of heavy plate-mail. his hands carry a heavy hammer with the head made out of an unbreakable ice. he's definitely a force to be reckoned with. you can commonly find this boss by a camp fire that's protected by units of similar style.

requirements
• 4 posts each
• reach the lifebar of 225 so everyone can make it/get loot
• every post must have a roll in it




rewards
• ursong's hammer head ( weapon crafting material )
• ₡75 ( money )
• health potion ( consumable )
• frostfall amulet ( trinket )
• ₡55 ( money )

that was you.

There. All better. Ghost was calmed down and right back to his usual self, and they could relax again. The door was open, and they could proceed to the next room. There would probably finally be some small monsters that they could actually damage and loot before heading back towards the exit. The armadillos had been a bust. Hopefully, something in there would be worth all this time.

So far, everything had gone according to plan.

That abruptly ended when Ghost decided to be a greedy little shit. Catharsis frowned at the thought of hard cash slipping right through his fingers, rushing after the Phantom before stopping suddenly in the entrance. Or, well, he'd tried to, skidding a few more inches than he would've liked after catching sight of what was in the room. His eyes widened, and he hissed Ghost's name in an attempt to get his attention. No good. By the time Ghost realized on his own what was wrong, Cat turned around to have the large doors slowly shutting on their own. Cursing, he tried to scramble back, but was too late to manage to keep them open long enough for Ghost to reach him. Fuck.

He turned just in time to see Ghost's narrow escape from being filleted by the bear and kick to the jaw, and he frowned. "Alright," He barked, summoning up a barrier that just narrowly avoided being stepped into by the boss before it materialized. That would buy them time. If Catharsis had any guess as to the power behind the bear's claws, it wouldn't be much. "New plan; I don't think we can leave until that thing is dead." The other alternative to how this could end wasn't acknowledged. "Any ideas?"

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ghost EASY MODE 1/4

that was you.

Catharsis frowned as Ghost just went out from behind the barrier. Yeah, okay. It took energy to set that up, but it wasn't like that was in limited supply or anything with Ghost as a party member or anything- Oh. Wait.

At the very least the Empath was able to see through his annoyance to notice that the Phantom didn't even have his weapon anymore. "Don't take this as a euphemism, but where'd your rod go?" He snapped. Stupid. Who just put their weapon down and left it somewhere in a dungeon of all places. Catharsis' mind was racing trying to figure out the best way to get out of the situation at hand when Ghost bent down and-

His brain short circuited.

That was it. He was going to die down here with Ghost, and thankfully no one was going to know what happened to him.

The bear leaving a dent and having some trouble climbing back up to its feet brought him back into the moment, thankfully. "I have a really, really stupid idea." He shouted. "Have you ever heard of bull vaulting?" If they were going to go out anyway, why not go out with a bang. He started stepping away from the door, trying to measure the momentum the thing would build racing towards him from where he was, issuing a sharp whistle. This was most likely the worst idea he'd ever had in his life, and there were some major contestants.

The bear turned towards him, as if recognizing that there were two players there for the first time, and his heart skipped a beat. No changing his mind now. The thing lowered to all fours, and Catharsis had a split moment where everything seemed to slow and he got to really appreciate all the detail put into the way that thing's snout lifted up over all those teeth. This was it, this was how he was going to die. Especially since, while bulls were massive, this asshole seemed to be quite a bit bigger.

And capable of standing on two legs.

The thing charged at him and he held his breath, jolting to try to move to the side at the last minute. The creature, seeming to actually be the kind to learn from its mistakes, swept out an arm as if to catch him in his escape, and Cat let himself fall down and have the ice slide him the rest of the way out. Not ideal, but he got to see all those claws way up close as they just barely didn't scratch his face open. From that point, he wasn't really able to see the impact quite so well as hear it.

Not the best example of what he'd been thinking, but it worked.

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ghost EASY MODE 2/4

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Well, at least someone was having fun with this.

Meanwhile, Cat's heart was in his throat from his most recent flirt with death. He watched blankly as Ghost got the thing's attention, tensing as the bear had definitely learned from its mistakes and was straight up swiping at the magician. He knew the Phantom class couldn't actually take too many hits, so he wasn't optimistic on how one big swipe would fare for his companion. With more than a few tricks still up the guy's sleeve, though, he seemed okay.

Okay wasn't really what he'd had in mind, but then, he hadn't planned on actually running into a boss monster either.

When a weight thudded onto his shoes, he jumped. Glancing down, the first thing he saw was Ghost's rod resting on his foot. Second was one of those armadillo things, and if Catharsis could place a guess, it was the same one that had hung onto his shoelaces the first time. A laugh left his lips. Some suckers never learned. "Hey there, little guy." He cooed, "You here to help out?" The thing nodded, strangely understanding his words if not his intent as he bent down to scratch under his chin. What a good little thing. It even made some kind of pur-squeak sound that was just disgustingly cute. Cat stood, shifting the rod out of his way before tapping down on the thing with his staff and a cheeky grin. The bear stood upright, growling as it turned slowly around to face him. The little armadillo gave an alarmed squeak every time the staff hit it, before finally curling up into a ball. Good.

While he readied himself to golf at the bear, the monster opened its mouth in a roar. The staff struck the little animal and sent it flying where it landed straight into the bear's mouth. The monster stumbled back, arms raising as it seemed to be choking on Cat's delivery. He coudn't help it. He laughed.

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ghost EASY MODE 3/4