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located in Emeralia, a part of Quest: The Dragon of the Dungeon, one of the many universes on RPG.


The capital of the human kingdoms.


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"Coriel? What an odd coincidence." Kiriel raised an eyebrow as she walked, glancing over her shoulder. The drow did a double-take upon noticing Coriel's new look, but then remembered her previous observation. "Ah, yes, you are a nymph then. That always catches me by surprise." Looking back ahead, Kiriel chuckled. "Variety is the spice of life, I suppose."

It was a short jaunt through the streets before the city's walls became prominent, towering over the streets several blocks away. The last few trickles of sunlight were fading as it ducked behind the mountains to the North, and with it the civilians were holing themselves up in their houses. The movement of armoured guards through the streets became more obvious, patrols were increased and their weaponry upgraded from cudgels to swords, axes, and bows.

There was an odd lull as a patrol passed out of earshot as Kiriel and Coriel moved, the city eerily silent as families quietly went about their evening business within the confines of their homes. Most cities would still be hives of activity at this time, but not Emeralia. Kiriel clicked her tongue. "Now if I know my villainous activities, this would be the momentary quiet right before the..."

At that moment a loud and echoing screech resonated through the city from the sky.

"...loud noise announcing the attack." Kiriel finished, smirking.

From the cloudy night sky above, silhouetted against the low moonlight, winged shapes began to descend. From another adjacent street came a shout of "Gargoyles!" from a guard patrol, and across the city bows were turned skywards. The shapes descended sharply into dives, more echoing screeches resounding through the streets as the gargoyles attacked. As they drew closer, their appearance became more obvious. Their wings were ragged, batlike and rotten; their features twisted in snarls and howls. Sharp teeth were bared, and faintly glowing green eyes staring and dead; their limbs and extremities ended with scything claws, their skin grey and tough. All in all, they were pretty nasty things.

"Heads up, nymphy boy." Kiriel grinned, lifting her own bow and aiming upwards. "Wouldn't want to drop one of these on you by mistake."

The drow released an arrow, and pierced a gargoyle through the eye. It fell from the sky to crumple on the ground only a few feet to the pair's right.

"Nasty fuckers these, but at least they die easier than skeletons...."