I'll probably make a new character some point this week, but for now I'm a bit busy with a few other things! >.<
QUEST REPORT FORM Character: Tinman Sam Class: Healer Party Members: n/a Depth: 400 meters Days in Dungeon: Day 8 HP: 10/10 Karma: 1 Report: Today, I woke up to the sound of something in my head. I think the voice said something about a "healer". I wonder what the voice meant. It would be great if this new voice in my head helps me on my journey to finding a heart. I think I'm 400 meters below. It's hard to keep track of time when I can't see the sun go up or down.
QUEST REPORT FORM Character: Tinman Sam Class: Healer Party Members: n/a Depth: 500 meters Days in Dungeon: Day 9 HP: 10/10 Karma: 9 Report: I've made some progress today. 500 meters sounds deep enough that I think I can go looking for a heart just for me. If there's nothing to find, then I'll have to go even deeper.
QUEST REPORT FORM Character: Tinman Sam Class: Healer Party Members: n/a Depth: 500 meters Days in Dungeon: Day 10 HP: 10/10 Karma: 10 Report: Today was probably the most luckiest day I've ever had. My journey thus far was safe, with little to no danger. Unfortunately, my lucky streak stumbled and I awoke to find wolves twice as large as me sniffing at my arms and legs. I stayed very still, and one of those creatures peed on me. They moved away after a little while, but now I think I smell terrible. I don't have a functioning nose, though I do have a nose. Later on in the day, I stumbled into their cave as I was trying to navigate the abyss, causing them to become very agitated. My bad fortune earlier about being covered in pee actually helped calm them down. I quickly moved out of their cave, and continued on my journey to finding a heart. (Cough, cough. I haven't been keeping track of karma until now. I've updated my karma to reflect what it should be. 10 days with one report per day totals up to 10 karma.)
QUEST REPORT FORM Character: Tinman Sam Class: Healer Party Members: n/a Depth: 600 meters Days in Dungeon: Day 11 HP: 10/10 Karma: 11 Report: After yesterday's incident, I decided to move downwards to find safety from wolves. I don't know what else lurks inside the abyss, but it seems like a better idea to move forward for my goal of finding a heart. I think the best bet is to get to 1000 meters. I should go through my handbook and see what treasures and beasts lurk further down, and try to retrieve them for the eventual climb back up.
QUEST REPORT FORM Character: Ian Lettersnitch Class: Messenger Party Members: n/a Depth: 2700 meters Days in Dungeon: Day 19 HP: 10/10 Karma: 40 Report: This is Ian Lettersnitch adventure guild field operative reporting in. Our plans to set up a guild post had failed horrifically. Our goal to set up an outpost every 10 floors was way too ambitious. We initially built our outpost on the 10th floor with only a few minor inconveniences. I being a messenger stayed behind to man the post and deal with setting up an information network and such with our healer. Problems arose with the long period of lacking communication between the forerunners and us. After a week of silence, they had returned to the post. Bringing with them a horde of grey-fangs. The members had somehow provoked them into chasing after them across 5 floors... Needlessly to say the outpost was completely devastated. I don't remember the details but I fled for my life. The whole post was overflowing with despair and destruction. My memory from that point onwards is a bit blurry but I was chase by multiple wolves as I was forced to descend downwards. Somehow after travelling through a labyrinth on the 15th floor, I had managed to somehow skip over a dozen levels to reach my current location. Mission status:Failure
QUEST REPORT FORM Character: Kyvan Class: Fighter Party Member(s): n/a Depth: 100 meters Days in Dungeon: Day 1 HP: 10/10 Karma: 6 Report: My name is Kyvan, and I'm a guard in the city. I'm age 32, a bachelor, and I live a frugal but happy life. As for why I've come here... I have a childhood love, you see. Mary is a the daughter of a baker. We played together in our youth and we were inseparable as peas in a pea pod. I loved her, but I suppose she never saw me as anything more than a sibling. One day she married a baker that her family approved of, whereas I pursued a career as a protecter of the peace in the city. After all, as long as I am able to watch over her happiness, I feel like there is purpose to my life. Yesterday Mary banged on the door of my house in the middle of night, and wept to me that her seven year old son has run away into the dungeon. I took one glance and I knew that my heart was already set. I will bring my childhood's love son back or I will die trying. This record will be my chronicle. Let the gods bless me.