Elements RPG! Part 1

[Glitch]

Okay, just checking.

Are there any cards of interest in the store?

[Rossendale]

Gl1tch: You enter a small gravity shop. You see the following cards and prices:

Gravity Pillar: Every day, generates  . Price: 

Sapphire Charger: It's attacks can penetrate through anything. Price: 

Armagio: Any damage meant for you, Armagio redirects on himself, until there's no more damage to be sucked, Armagio gets rewinded onto the card or Armagio dies. Price: 

Otyugh: He may eat alive any creature smaller than him and get bigger himself, but if thia ability is used too often, the Otyugh might go mad and eat anything it can in it's sight. Price: 

Momentum: Makes the target able to penetrate anything, making him unstoppable. Price: 

Note: The prices may CHANGE, so it's important to look at the prices everytime you enter a shop.

[Purity_Riot]

but wait, I closed my shop and left town?

[Kamietsu]

With an exhausted sigh, Kamietsu was finally looking over the top of the mountains on the edge of The Kingdom of Light, looking outwards to the few ports built upon the waters of the Frozen North. The journey Kami has put behind him was a rough one. The intense gravity on the Gravity Basin put a strain on all of his muscles; the semi barren mountains of the Kingdom of Light with the sun beating furiously down. In fact, that part was a blessing, reminding him of his old volcanic home.

On a personal journey, Kami made it to the bottom of the mountain to buy his supply. He had heard rumors that the Frozen North was selling fire based spells, creatures, the works, at a reduced price. His own home sold them for a slightly expensive price, but Kami wasn't below walking a few weeks to get the best deal. He only hoped the rumors were true.

Coming up to one of the businessmen, in a small port shop, placing down ten fire quanta on the counter, "What have you got?"

[Rossendale]

The shopkeeper had the following things:

Fire Spirit: The spirit can bond fire to himself, making his attacks stronger but it must find the fire to do that and if the spirit uses it too often, it may die in the process. Price: 

Rage Potion: The potion enraged the target to have stronger attack, but it may kill in the process. Price: 

Crimson Dragon: A dragon with powerful attacks but low on health. It can kill within seconds but also can be easily killed itself. Price: 

Lava Golem: The golem can grow so it's harder to kill and can attacks stronger. In this way, the golems can groww into huge giants. But if the skill is used too often, the golem may die. Price: 

Fire Shield: A shield that unleashes a spray of flames, setting the target into fire. Price: 

[PirateKingAtomsk]

     Verdelet, was walking through the outer rim of the forests of life.  While he had no problems going deeper into the forest the elves seemed to be able to tell what he was or at least that he wasn't human and didn't like when he came around.  This being said it was just easier to attack the random unwary traveler.  It wasn't like he needed food or money but the taste of their fear was something that no food on this plane could match.

     Some time passed and Verdelet sensed a traveler approaching the river on the Aetherlands side.  Quietly he made his way towards the traveler until he was a mere twenty meters from him.  Then delving into his powers he created the image of a large sea serpent swimming through the river.  The traveler froze until the illusion broke the water and roared at the poor fellow and then three things happened almost at once.  First the man soiled himself, second he fell over with the contents of his pockets emptying out upon the river bank and third he ran for his life.

     Chuckling to himself but wishing that it could have lasted longer Verdelet was in a euphoric state do the the shear terror that he had caused.  He reached down to examine the what the traveler had left behind and found a small bag tied with a cord.  Opening the bag he found several strange tokens, 5 of which were blue and looked like    but ten of them seemed to call to him.  These  tokens seemed to contain a a force that harmonized with him so Verdelet sealed up the bag and made for the nearest city on the Entropic Shore.

     So Verdelet traveled quickly to the Entropic Shore, the journey only taking him just over a week.  Slowing down so he didn't attract attention to himself he reached a medium sized town and walked into a shop selling strange cards with the symbols of tokens on the signs.  He asked the shop keeper what he had available for  and tokens.

[Kamietsu]

Without so much as another word, Kami grabbed a Fire Shield and took his four leftover quanta with out, out of the shop.

"Their prices were decent but their selection was horrendous. I guess I must traverse home to buy a Fire pillar, or else my lack will get the better of me."

Kami traversed homeward, taking no detour, making a straight line back to his home.

[Purity_Riot]

still haven't solved the problem about how I closed my shop and flew away, and that it's me Bloodshadow saw

[icybraker]

I'll fix this problem. We're both traveling with you flying above us

Heimdall continued on his path to the river in the Aetherland; he had heard of an outpost there which could allow him to obtain some more now that he was out of quanta. However, after a few hours of walking, his mind sensed powerful forces around him. Above him, he felt the spirit of a powerful figure; although he was not certain who the figure was or even whether it was sentient, he knew he could not risk an upward gaze.

As he continued walking, he sensed another spirit close to him. Because he was shrouded in a strong secretive cloak of darkness, Heimdall could not detect who it was, but he knew it was sure to be a powerful figure. Heimdall readied his mind and extended his spikes; a battle between him and the two unknown figures may occur very soon, and he must be prepared. He was now almost at the river in the Aetherland.

[Purity_Riot]

Xanriel flew on silently. He noticed a hesitation in the man's steps, but took nothing from it. He knew he hadn't been spotted. His shadow was far behind the man, and he hadn't looked behind himself as of yet. With one last great flap of his wings, he landed silently, closing his wings around him and taking his cloak out of his pack. His wings once again hidden beneath the black folds of cloak, Xanriel quickly found the path left by his strange customer and continued to follow him to the river.

[icybraker]

Heimdall knelt down at the river, watching as the translucent water tumbled over rocks and formed eddies and little whirlpools. He had chosen a noticeably smaller section of the river, but it was still wide enough to not be able to be forded easily. He took a deep breath. He could concentrate here; he was born near this spot and it was very calming. He focused his mind and body and threw off his cloak, leaping into the water and swimming with ease. He still sensed the two spirits behind him, watching, but he was relatively safe in the water. He dove downwards, harnessing the spirit of the water with his mind. As he rose back up to the surface, he found 3 forming around him. He quickly took them up, put on his cloak once more, and pocketed the quanta.

(Note: omit the quanta-gathering part if you want to, Ross.)

He continued kneeling by the water, watching it as he pondered what he should do next. With the two spirits behind him, there was no safe move; however, they were in unfamiliar territory, and this river was his strongest point. He decided just to sit and rest awhile.

[Purity_Riot]

Xanriel came up a small hill to see the Ulitharid dive into the river of life. He stood atop the hill, black cloak flapping in the wind. The man seemed to be creating quanta, pulling it from the water around him. Confused, Xanriel began to concentrate on his life force. If the man's intent was hostile, he would be prepared to meet him in all his true form. His life force began to grow rapidly, sending ripples of power across the land. Though he was not a native to the lands, it sensed his life giving power, and his corruption. He drew on the life all around him, and the taint of death beneath the earth and used it to fuel his own power, bringing him back once more to his true strength, stripping off his cloak, he stood, a proud, muscular Seraphim, the deliverer of life and death, with the great Druidic Staff once more in his hands.