LaughingJill (2014-04-03 04:46:13)

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In a Red tower, made out of a thick, opaque, glass like material, the sounds of a fight erupted from inside it.

One of the common Summoners had found her way to the 48th floor. Where she was overlooking a fight between a Gorgon and a Wight take place.

The Wight wasn't alone, a white smokey figure called a Spector was fighting along side her. Off to the distance, a Nymph was recovering from injuries.

The Gorgon went down with a final scream after being gored out from the throat by the Spector. The Wight tumbled to the ground and muffled a groan into her hands.

"M-Mistress Jill," She called, "when w-will we go home?"

The summoner stretched, her red ensamble shifted a bit. Her fashion was spot on for a Summoner, a small overlapping skirt, a tube top and a large rimmed cap all colored red.

Adding on to it, a small shawl was buttoned around her shoulder and a belt holding potions and a token pouch hung loosely around her hips.

"I guess we should do one more floor and go." She said.

The Spector crossed her arms and began to speak in her whispy voice, "Not to be defiant Mistress," she began, "but the Nymph and your Wight probably can't go on."

Then Jill sighed, she walked over to her Nymph and knelt down to her. "So, Aqua, what's your stand on this?"

The Nymph then looked up from the ground, "I'd love to go on, Mistress, but without help, I'm not sure we'll survive."

Jill then helped Aqua to her feet. "Mist, help Aqua, we'll leave." Then the Spector came towards her and set down on the floor. She then gently took the Nymph from Jill's arms.

The Wight then floated up to her master's side, "W-We got the Gorgon C-Coin." She then held up the only thing that a Summoner could use. The tokens that allow them to command the beasts of their choosing.

Jill's eyes gleamed, "Good, another added to the collection. Thank you, Blank." She then started out of the tower before she heard the footsteps of another Summoner coming down.

(Hold on for part 2.)

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LaughingJill (2014-04-03 05:16:44)

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The cloaked form of Draken had come down the steps. He was at the same level of Summoner that Jill was. But he pertained to Mammals and the Undead.

"Oh my," Was his first reaction to Jill, "I see that you've bitten off more than you could chew."

Jill sighed, "I was about to leave. My Monsters aren't doing to well right now." She then noticed something, "Where are yours?"

Draken laughed, his face was covered by the hood of his Dragon patterned Robe. "Well, I was trying to get one of my Zombies up a few levels and ended up being crushed by the Troll up ahead."

"T-Troll?" Blank repeated, cowering behind Jill.

"Master Draken," Called a Mummy from the bottom of the next floor steps, "Shall we continue or go?" Her hands snd skin were somewhat bloody, green blood.

"Did you kill that Troll, Marissa?" Draken asked. The Mummy walked up closer to him and stood at his side, looking down at her master, "You don't think I did?"

"No," Draken continued, "for one, I'm still surprised you're not decomposed in any way."

"I was preserved." She stated. A shamble came from the steps again as a haggard Zombie lurched towards them.

"He's not dead, guess he faked it." Draken said.

Jill yawned, "So Draken, do you want to go to the city and try to cheapen up a room?"

Draken then pondered the deal, "Fifty Fifty on the bill?" Jill nodded and then turned back to the steps. Blank remained in her place and buried her face in her cloak, "H-Hi Draken." She meekly said.

"Marissa," Draken added, "escort Jill's Wight out while I attend to this half witted Zombie."

Marrisa nodded and gave a smile to Blank. "So, how's it going with Jill as a Summoner?"

"G-Great," Blank responded, she rose a bit off the ground to meet Marrisa's hight, "she knows a l-lot about me. And my last Master never even b-bothered."

"Oh really," Marrisa gave a sigh, "if only Master Draken would ever bother with me. I wish we had the relationship you and Jill have."

Blank laughed and floated ahead towards the stairs. "Now what was funny?" Marrisa questioned.

"Let's go Marrisa," Draken said as he walked past her, with the Zombie following close behind.

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