Marrow's Fall

Black Fang Snake

Lvl: 15

Melee Attack: 30

Ranged Attack: 6

Weakness: Fire.

Special Abilities:

Reptilian Blood: Gains 4 HP/second in daylight.

Snake Blood: Immune to Poison.

*New Ability*

Snake Venom: 1% chance to deal immediate fatal bite. Provides damage bonus to living non-plant creatures. Inflicts temporary paralysis to lower-level non-plant creatures.

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Disappointed at the lack of progress, you bite back a hiss as you accept that perhaps a single level-up wouldn't have held anything massive in scope. The prior levelling had been a dozen levels, which was probably why the change had been so drastic. Flicking your tongue, youshiver slightly in giddiness; the sunlight striking your scales giving you a sense of relaxation. Rest was always welcome.

Hidden amidst a patch of tall grass and shrubs, you silently watched as numerous adventurers entered the dungeon just meters away from you. From the occasional eavesdropping, you learned it was called Marrow's Fall. It was a popular destination for low-level players that wanted to farm minerals for crafting weapins and armor; occassionally drawing the rare high-level party towards something called 'the dungeon boss.'

Whetever he or she was, though, you didn't particularly care to find out. Any monster that could scare high-level players into forming a party of almost ten was somebody you didn't wish to meet. Instead, you settled for observing everybody who entered.

Thus far, you counted fourteen in total, eight males and six females. Four warrior-based fighter, two mages, and archer and thief, and six healers. If you were to kill any of them, however, then you would need a plan. Despite your current level, there was no way you would be risking an entire group going against you.

"So you're sure about this? About going in alone?" asked a voice, as you glanced around for the source. Spotting two females, one of whom was scantily clad and the other wearing a set of scaled armor, you internally groaned. Why did every everybody have to wear reptile scales? Unfortunately from your angle, you were unable to get a clearer view of their faces.

"Yeah, I'm straight, so no worries! Let the others know I'm going solo for the evening, and that I'll meet up with them in a few days." replied once of the women, as she strolled around to the entrance of the cave and gave you a better look of her features. Perhaps it was your cautionary hysteria, but you couldn't help but see her left brow twitch suddenly as she stepped closer to you.

Wearing the scale armor, you managed to catch a glimpse of her golden-tanned skin, as she ran a hand through her dark hair. Whatever it was, you couldn't help but sense a strange attraction to her as you caught site of her chocolate-brown eyes. She was clearly human, but you couldn't see much else.

"Hm, if you say so...still, keep an open channel open for us. If you need help, just send a message!" called her friend, before a whirring sound echoed across the field. She must have fast travelled to a town, you assumed.

Suddenly turning towards you, the dark-skinned female nodded in your direction.

"I'm a Ranger, a Tamer...no purpose in hiding, I can sense you, snake." she stated, causing your heart to freeze as your body ran cold. "...a Black Fang, huh? You're damn big for your kind."