Talk:Atlach-Nacha/@comment-68.61.34.38-20200521160652

ROLEPLAY TIME.(Forgive me for grammar errors)

You’re an Order soldier of high rank and in charge of several platoons of monster hating soldiers, you’ve been tasked to collect a material known to the Order as ‘Monsterite’, a rare and powerful material that is known to significantly amplify Demonic Energy, however, it is only found in the abyssal layer of caves, where light refuses to shine. You prepare cautiously, monsters LOVE monsterite and will do anything to get their claws on it, and head off with 5 other Order soldiers, the journey takes about an hour and you finally reach the cave where it was first sighted. You station two of your soldiers outside on the cave mouth and head in just before dawn. Along the way, your group easily “takes care” of multiple monster groups before finally reaching the abyssal layer. Your group takes out mana lamps, which shine anywhere but contain high levels of mana, which attracts those blasphemous monsters. You head in to the abyssal layer, and 15 minutes later one of your soldiers gets carried away by Werebats, well, that’s unfortunate. You press on with two of your soldiers left, and manage to find multiple rare materials, but no monsterite. After finally slaying and Ogre, you’re left with one soldier, a faithful one named Jackson Welsworth(the other one died in a cave in not too long ago), and stumble across a very large clearing, bigger than the mana lamp shines, and see a furious Atlach Nacha and a young mage fighting(not sexually) in the clearing, and a large deposit of what looks like monsterite in the wall beside you, the mage is verbally shredding the Atlach, every insult she gives he reflects back tenfold at her. You look back to give Jackson a command, and he is long gone,*sigh*. Finally, you FEEL the mental crack in the Atlach, as she goes down in tears, sobbing like a maniac. The mage has insulted her enough to where she gave up, from dodging her back spikes through teleportation, to reflecting insults like a slingshot back at her. Her cries echo throughout the cave, and something rises in you, and anger, a hatred for the mage who could verbally abuse such an innocent little girl, what would you like to do?