That is how you make an entrance!

Angelo asked Aerethe about Khaxat while Daras slept off his headache. She told him that Khaxat was clever, friendly, and quite the charismatic fellow. If someone was hurt, tired, or even just a little down, he was always there to comfort them. This was before the misunderstanding with Zisho. However, since then, he has been becoming increasingly more cold and distant, but he was still kind to them.

A snap of a twig was heard nearby, followed by a rather large gnoll walking out from the shadows beside a tree that was several feet away from Aerethe. Angelo had a feeling this was not a friendly meeting, but didn't do or say anything as of yet. Aerethe turned around and cheerfully waved while saying. "Hey, Khaxat! Did you have any luck finding something for us to eat?" Khaxat's short hair and fur reminded Angelo of a hyena, but it was interesting with what he was wearing, a brown and green vest, shirt, and pants, a large quiver had roughly 50, 4 foot long arrows in it, there were several knives and hatchets along his belt, but the most impressive piece of equipment he had was a 7 foot tall longbow held in his right hand. Angelo was slightly surprised to see that, unlike Aerethe and Daras. Khaxat's mouth and nose were similar in design to a shortened version of a hyena's muzzle. This made Angelo wonder, was Khaxat preparing for war? He decided to use Observe on him just in case.

Observe:

Title: End Game, Guild: N/A, Class: Tracker, Lvl: 20, Height: 7'

Weight: 280, Name: Khaxat Dustnail, Age: 25, Dick size: 8 inches, Body type: Wiry/Athletic

Race: Gnoll, Relationship: - 5, Mood: Agitated, Hungry, Excited, Hp: 450/450, Current thoughts: Is this the one of which the voice speaks of? Yes, I understand. Angelo needs to go..

Khaxat's score dropped down to - 55 as he almost growled at Angelo, but looked to Aerethe and smiled slightly before glancing over to Daras. A bit of hatred showed within Khaxat's eyes as his score dropped down to - 115, but to his credit he played it off like everything was normal. This however did not fool Angelo when Khaxat's lips twisted from a smile into a devilish grin as he said. "Well, I was going to ask Daras to help me with hauling the prey I had found earlier, but it looks like he is too tired. I know it would be too much for you Aerethe, but perhaps this seemingly capable man will help us out. What do you think, Aerethe?" Aerethe nodded, before looking to Angelo and asked. "Would you be willing to help Khaxat? I would appreciate it. We're all quite hungry."

Angelo felt his heart sink with Aerethe's request. If he refused, this would make him look bad in front of Aerethe. She might even turn on him, but at the very least this would leave him open to a direct attack from Khaxat. On the other hand if he followed Khaxat, it was quite probable that he would end up in whatever trap Khaxat had setup before revealing himself. Angelo sighed as he thought, 'Clever was an understatement.' He nodded slightly to Aerethe and said. "I would be delighted to help. I wouldn't want any of you to go hungry." Khaxat lowly growled, but began to grin while Aerethe cheered and said. "Yay, my hero!" She pulled Angelo's arm down while leaning up to kiss Angelo's cheek as her score ticked up to 65. Khaxat's score on the other hand ticked down to - 125.

Khaxat turned his growl into a chuckle and said. "I'm glad to hear it. I wouldn't want this to go to waste." A new exclamation flashed that Angelo allowed to pop up.

Awareness has increased to level 2 - passive situational awareness increase has increased from 10% to 15%.

Angelo nodded slightly and said. "Well, let's not waste time and get to it. Aerethe. You might want to get a fire started." Aerethe nodded with a big smile upon her face as she rushed to get the things they would need to get a fire started for their meal to come. Khaxat turned around, heading back into the shadows while saying. "Well, just follow me. It isn't that far away. Oh, and thanks in advance for helping out." Angelo nodded and started to follow Khaxat while thinking, 'Yep, nothing ominous about this..', but said. "Think nothing of it. Everyone will get what they deserve, right?" Khaxat chuckled lowly and said. "Yes, yes, they will." Another new exclamatoin flashed that Angelo allowed to pop up.

Awareness has increased to level 3 - passive situational awareness increase has increased from 15% to 20%.

Angelo thought, 'Oh yeah, this can't be good.' Khaxat continued to walk ahead of him for a few minutes, but when they went around one of the tree's that led to a small clearing, Khaxat was no where to be seen. Angelo took a step forward, but felt an urgent need to looked down. This feeling reminded him of several moments in horror video games he had played in the past. The type of moments just before something horrible could have been avoided. When he looked down, it was barely in time to notice an odd section of ground. After kneeling down to inspect the area more closely, he could see that the ground was slightly uneven here. When he gently brushed it with his hand, there was a subtle tremble within the grass in front of him. Within a blink of an eye, the ground caved him, leaving a 2 ft by 2 ft hole, revealing about 20 sharpened wooden spikes in its wake.

He was certain that this trap would have killed him, but something caught his attention. A very strange whistling sound. It was clearly heading in his direction, but what could it be? Half a second later, his eyes widened as he realized what it was, quickly dashing behind a tree. It was just in time, a large arrow whizzed by, narrowly missing his head, striking a tree behind him and surprisingly buried half of its length within the tree. He was certain that if he wasn't in Drakyn Form currently, he wouldn't have been fast enough to avoid that arrow.

Khaxat growled before yelling out. "What a shame. If you had just stood still a second longer. You would be out of both of our miseries." Angelo quickly moved to another tree, doing his best to locate Khaxat without revealing himself for too long. Another arrow whizzed nearby, this time sinking only 1 ft into a tree. Khaxat grumbled and said. "Hmm, let's see how well you do against this." Angelo began to look around. After a moment of searching, he noticed two black wolves running at him, each from a different direction.

They looked angry, but Angelo felt the strangest thing. Even though they were clearly growling, he didn't feel like they were any threat at all. When they were finally poised to attack him, they did the strangest thing. At first, they moved oddly, like they were ill, but their bodies began to rapidly swell. An eerie howl escaped their muzzles before they finally exploded, splashing him with a blue goo, covering his right arm and left leg. Khaxat began to chuckle creepily and said. "I see you now, little Drakyn."

A few whistles were heard through the air before Angelo felt a sharp pain shoot through his right arm and left leg, both hitting for critical damage. (5 B + 10 A + 65 Agil) = 80 x 2 crit = 160 - 10% = 144 x 2 = - 288 Hp Angelo knew this wasn't good, but he didn't have many options. He was going to need to use his Poisonous Dragon's Breath or change back into Heaven's Form.

Angelo's Hp: 110/398

Mp: 496/586

Khaxat's Hp: 450/450

Khaxat stepped out into the clearing and started to laugh, saying. "Why don't you fly away? Fly like the coward you are, hmm? Run away just like Commander Zisho did that night. The night the voice began to speak to me." Angelo felt a rage boiling inside him, it was even more powerful than the one he felt when Daras was talking about Zisho. Gamer's Mind wasn't powerful enough to clear his rage as his body took over within that moment, forcing him out from behind that tree to dash right at Khaxat. Khaxat was grinning as he readied his bow for a shot.

However, before either of them could connect, Zisho flew in with Fenvi on her back from Khaxat's right side, hitting him hard, sending him flying right into a tree. A loud cracking sound echoed through the air as Khaxat screamed in pain. His left shoulder had connected with the tree first, the **** had popped it out of joint, dislocating it. This was evident when it began to hang limply, causing his health to drop by 200. 200 damage Zisho growled and said. "I didn't train you to be a brat, Khaxat. If I didn't know you were out of your mind. I would skin you for that."

Angelo's Hp: 112/398

Mp: 498/586

Khaxat's Hp: 250/450

Fenvi slid off of Zisho's back and ran over to Angelo looking rather worried. "Master Angelo! I was worried we weren't going to make it in time." Angelo's eyes began to fill with tears as a warm feeling of relief washed over him, the rage was quickly subsiding with this threat out of the way. He smiled to Fenvi, but he shook his head as he said. "I'll be all right. Do what you can to clear Khaxat's mind. Then we can talk, okay?" She nodded before rushing over to Khaxat, chanting softly as a white light surrounded Khaxat. Angelo couldn't help, but wonder about several things. Would Fenvi's spell be enough to clear Khaxat's mind? Would Angelo's quest to defend the supply lines be complete? If so, would Khaxat become friendly and what type of skill book would be given to Angelo?

Name: Angelo Gallo

Title: The Gamer

Lvl: 16 XP 1,742/3,200

Hp: 113/398

Hp regen: 32.89 per min

Mp: 500/586

Mp regen: 42.113 per min

Money: $57,494.84

Dick size: 9.9 inches

Inventory slots 5/28 (Cock Ring of Infertility, 5 Large Rat pelts, Hearthstone, and Fantom)

Unspent skill points: 0

Str: 50 + (5) End: 31 + (3)

Int: 65 + (13) Wis: 56 + (3)

Agi: 72 + (7.2) Cha: 54 + (0)

Lib: 41 + (0)