The menacing Akmong Sus charged forth, meeting our heroes in the middle of the throne room. With a blast of purple energy from his hand, he sent the first wave of attackers soaring backwards and readied his broadsword to challenge all who squared off with him...








7th Place



The Pack landed on their feet, like always. Cyrillus tossed his slingshot to one side and his trusty rope to the other. No weapons, not today. After years of being called a runt, Cyrillus was ready to show his worth. As the rage built inside him, he charged forth with a somewhat mighty roar, clawing at Akmong's back with his claws. Akmong tried to swing back and swat Cyrillus off of him, but Rara's staff was thrust in the way, whacking Akmong's wrist. The mysterious fox gritted her teeth and wailed away with her staff, laughing as she did. "RARARARA!" she laughed out manically before Akmong caught her staff and knocked her back. Suddenly, a slice across Akmong's back legs caught his attention. There stood Randall, shirt torn and teeth gritted. The green beast let out a roar and met Akmong's blade with his own Celine as the two clashed back and forth. Randall got his licks in, but one swift kick from Akmong's iron boots sent him hurdling across the tile floor where he landed beside Rara.
























6th Place



Greaseface, Ahron, and Malus blasted off. The three were never afraid of a fight, and despite watching Akmong deal with The Pack with relative ease they refused to slow down. Ahron unsheathed his longsword as Akmong stood towards him, brandishing his broadsword. The two heavy swords clashed. Sparks flew and teeth gritted as the two pulled their faces closer together while holding the other at bay with all of their strength. Akmong pulled a fast one, kicking Ahron's leg and ducking beneath his blade, allowing him to swing sideways into Ahron's torso. Akmong smiled victoriously, but Ahron looked ahead unphased. Akmong peered down and saw his blade simply dug into a fresh dent in Ahron's side. Ahron, no worse for wear, brought his sword sideways into Akmong's much softer ribcage. When Akmong scrambled back to recover, Greaseface dug into his pocket for something to help, removing something he had not seen before. 'YOU HAVE EARNED THE SHARP BADGE!' he heard in his head as he pricked his finger on the edge of his shiny new badge. Raising an eyebrow, he instrinctively threw the square badge in Akmong's direction, striking him in his shoulder and piercing his flesh with ease. On the other side of Akmong, Malus did what he had always done. He downed a mysterious liquid. 🐍🐍🐍 YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!! 🐍🐍🐍 he hissed to himself as he felt his body transform into a giant boa constrictor. Malus slithered across the throne room, wrapping around Akmongs legs and torso as he squeezed as tight as he could. Akmongs red skin began to turn purple as he struggled to breath, all while Malus manically laughed. A blast of energy from Akmong's hand was enough to destroy Malus' new form and transform him back to the wizard that he was.





































5th Place



Get Ready to Rok ran forth together. Khanarak in the middle, Rok and Ordella by his side. The three had gotten incredibly close during their time traveling together, and as they charged forth they made sure to have each others backs. "BIRD MAN, YOU DIE!" screamed Rok as she leapt at Akmong, wrapping her arms around his head as she attempted to stab him through the circular glass covering his eye on his mask. Her stabbies splintered the glass, sending shards into Akmong's face before he managed to fling her off of him. When Akmong readied his broadsword over a stunned Rok, a sudden blast of red energy shot forth and into his now unprotected eye. Akmong held one hand over the right side of his face and turned to his assailant. It was Ordella, now floating a few feet off the ground in a swirl of red static. Her eyes glowed red as she finally fully embraced The Shadowy One and accepted her place in this world. Ordella shot another blast of red static, but this time at Khanarak's warhammer that he was raising towards the sky. The minotaur charged, swinging his now magically charged hammer and bringing it down onto Among's shoulder. Akmong crumbled beneath the sheer force as Ordella's energy crackled throughout his body.

































4th Place



It was time for the Keepers to strike. The eclectic bunch had battled from having the lightest gold to reaching a respectable position in the pack, but none of that mattered anymore. All that mattered was revenge and justice. Hustus stood forth, tossing his bow aside and instead deciding to ignore his instincts. He had made nothing but bad choices along their journey and was ready to redeem himself. If his instinct was to attack, he decided he should approach Akmong peacefully. He walked forth, arms outstretched...and was promptly met with a slice across the torso by Akmong's broadsword. "WRONG CHOICE! WRONG CHOICE!" he screamed out to Vandal as he clutched his wound. Vandal and Lavina, side by side, charged forth brandishing femurs that were hastily removed from Boghat the dragon. The two giggled with glee and wailed away on Akmong, bludgeoning him several times over the head before Akmong blasted the two away from him. As Akmong approached the downed Vandal and Hustus and prepared to bring his sword down onto them, he was frozen in his tracks by the sound of...a harp. Akmong turned, tear swelling in his eye, as the golden frogfolk Marnu strummed his harp beautifully. Marnu waded through the chaos, peacefully playing his instrument in beautiful fashion for the very first time. The distraction lasted long enough for Marnu to swoop in and help Hustus and Vandal to safety, toothy smile on his golden face as he victoriously escorted them to safety.






























3rd Place



The Northerners jumped into the fray. With Akmong still entranced by Marnus' music, Booberella ran at him full speed in an attempt to bounce him away from her with her...figure. Akmong snapped to just in time, lunging a hand outwards and grabbing Booberellas throat. As he effortlessly lifted her off the ground and continued to tighten his grip, a slice across his belly loosened his hand and sent her crashing down. Tuuluuwaq, perhaps the fiercest warrior of the group, stood toe to toe with Akmong and matched his impressive height. The two clashed as blood was shed from both sides, staining Tuuluuwaq's white fur into a crimson red. With one final fericious roar, Tuuluuwaq managed to overpower Akmong and sent him careening backwards. While Tuuluuwaq regained his strength, a blast of energy from Akmong knocked Tuuluuwaq to his feet. Akmong ran forth, longsword in hand, and just as he prepared to strike....a tail whip grabbed hold of the hilt of his sword. A stunned Akmong was spun around as the tail pulled the sword from his hand, sending it skittering across the floor. Akmong looked down at the fragile Priggat. "TAKE THISH!!!!", the typically peaceful ratfolk spat out as he whipped his tail around Akmongs neck and tightened the best he could. "I musth kill...and you...musth die!" he said through his clenched teeth. But Priggat was no match for Akmong. He freed his neck of his tail and rose to his feet, knocking the old rat down on his way. As Akmong lifted a heavy boot high above Priggat ready to squash him, one trio arrived just in the nick of time to save the rat elder.......





































2nd Place



Hell's Belles, the controversial trio, saved Priggat by blindsiding Akmong and shoving him against his throne. Lavina giggled with glee as they winked at Vandal through the smoke and flames, beating Akmong near senseless with Boghat's femur. As Akmong came to and swung out towards Lavina, they blasted upwards with impressive speed, flapping their wings and hovering just above the throne room to safety. With Akmong distracted by the aerial display, a dagger was suddenly placed against his throat from behind. The dagger, clenched in a hoof, was wielded by Canassa. "Rogues gonna sneak." they whispered in Akmong's ear as a furious Akmong pondered how a horse could've possibly snuck up on him. Canassa ripped the dagger sideways, slicing into the left side of Akmong's neck before he managed to buck Canassa away from him. Akmong clutched his wound and eyed a downed Canassa. He reached into his pocket, preparing to shove a lethal dose of moonberries down their throat, but his pocket was empty. He checked the other one, empty. "Impossible!" he remarked as he looked around. A whistle from across the floor caught his attention. Faerora dangled moonberries from the glowing green fingertips of her Mage Hand, taunting Akmong. She tipped her hat before lunging towards him, firing off a ball of flames that met his purple bolt and dispersed it. When Faerora got near, she ducked an incoming elbow and managed to cram her haul of moonberries into Akmong's throat. Akmong coughed them up the best he could, spitting them onto the tiled floor, but violently omitting along with it.






























1st Place



A poisoned, beaten, sliced up Akmong was still at his feet. More incoming attacks were thwarted. He was an unstoppable force, somehow maneuvering through the attacks on sheer willpower alone. But he never faced a foe quite like Ying Yang Yang. The tortle, the hare, and the warlock stood forth menacingly, each ready to lay down their lives to ensure victory if necessary. With one final battle cry, the three charged ahead and collided with Akmong. Sandro, not one for fighting, was batted to the side quickly. He slid on his shell across the floor and collided against the wall. As he rose to his feet, he reached into his satchel and removed a coin, praying to Tymora for aid and guidance. When his eyes opened, the once peaceful Pastor was now filled with rage. Tymora guided him straight back to Akmong as Sandro lunged at him and wrapped his four arms around his throat, squeezing the life from him. With a knee to Sandro's soft underbelly, Akmong bucked the tortle off of him and coughed as he rolled over. But his recover time was cut short as a shadow hopped towards him. It was Murder Bunny. The bloodthirsty rabbit was ready. He felt the last remnants of Fluffy fade away as his seething rage reached a boiling point. Mace in hand, Murder Bunny swung it downward into Akmong's chest once. Twice. Three times. Each time he drew the mace backwards for another swing, Murder Bunny took more flesh and blood with it. He laughed manically as gore splashed onto his face and into his unblinking eyes. True to his name, he beat Akmong within an inch of his life before he too was flung off from a bolt of Akmong's arcane energy. Once more Akmong managed to rise, against all odds. His opponents were strewn about the throne room nursing their wounds and clutching to life. "YOU HAVE FAILED. YOU COULD HAVE TAKEN YOUR GOLD AND LEFT, BUT YOUR EGO BROUGHT YOU BACK. THIS ROOM WILL BE YOUR TOMB. AND I, AKMONG SUS, WILL-"

A heavy foot, comprised of entangled roots, slammed down onto Akmong Sus from above. "OH MY." Calius called out from above, perched onto a treant's shoulder. The treant stood in the collapsed doorway of the throne room and lifted his foot back upwards, revealing a squashed Akmong Sus. His insides were spilled out on the floor and his entrails stuck to the treant foot as it was lifted up and away. His arm twitched pathetically and his eyes gazed straight upward at Calius, a good twenty feet above him. Calus took a bite of a black apple that he picked from one of the treant's branches and smiled as his horns grew even larger. "Lookout below!" Calius exclaimed as he let the apple fall far from the tree. The black apple clonked with a thud against Akmong's head with enough force to pop what was left of one of his bulging eyeballs from his socket. Akmong's hand fell to his side and twitched no more. He was dead.

Flashback

Herm @ 7/2/2021 12:45

"We will catch up!"

Flashback Ends

"We caught up!" Calius exclaimed as he was lowered to the ground and joined his two party members.


YING YANG YANG HAS WON THE GAME!

Main Quest #1: All Roads Lead Here

This is it, your destiny awaits. Make your final decision:


For Greaseface:
A. Attack him with your mace
ADD TEN GOLD
B. Be the classy Assblaster and ask for peace
LOSE FIVE GOLD
C. Throw one of your badges at him
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD


For Ahron:
A. Mage Hand his daggar and stab him with it
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD
B. Attack him with your trusty longsword
ADD TEN GOLD
C. Materialize a phantom motorbike and run him down with it
LOSE FIVE GOLD


For Malus:
A. Ssssslap him with your sssssnake ssstaff
ADD TEN GOLD
B. Pass your bad luck onto him
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD
C. Chug a final mystery potion and see what happens
LOSE FIVE GOLD


For Cyrillus:
A. Call to the Alliance of the Aura for help
ADD TEN GOLD
B. Aim for his eye with your slingshot
LOSE FIVE GOLD
C. Channel your pent up runt anger and attack
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD


For Randall:
A. Slice him with Celine
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD
B. Unleash your barbarian rage against him
LOSE FIVE GOLD
C. Tell him a story about this one time at the gift shop
ADD TEN GOLD


For Rara:
A. Rhoke him vith your rhip
ADD TEN GOLD
B. Vield your staff and rhack him rith it
LOSE FIVE GOLD
C. Tell him vith your romplex rackstory
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD


For Rok:
A. Stab him with your stabby stabs
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD
B. Use your filth to harm him
LOSE FIVE GOLD
C. Act on your primal urges and bite his jugular
ADD TEN GOLD


For Khanarak:
A. Bring your warhammer down upon him
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD
B. Charge him and gore him with your minotaur horns
ADD TEN GOLD
C. Throw Faerora into him
LOSE FIVE GOLD


For Ordella:
A. Let The Shadowy One take over and charge Akmong
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD
B. Denounce The Shadowy One, channel Righen, and do what he would do
ADD TEN GOLD
C. Throw your spear at him
LOSE FIVE GOLD


For Lavina:
A. Bludgeon him with your banjo
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD
B. Grab him, fly him upwards, and drop him
ADD TEN GOLD
C. Do what Vandal does
LOSE FIVE GOLD


For Canassa:
A. Channel your inner rogue, somehow sneak up on him, and stab him with your dagger
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD
B. Gallop over him and trample him
LOSE FIVE GOLD
C. Sit on him
ADD TEN GOLD


For Faerora:
A. Steal all of his Inspiration
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD
B. Steal his lantern and light him ablaze with it
ADD TEN GOLD
C. Steal his moonberries and threaten to poison him with them
LOSE FIVE GOLD


For Pastor Sandro:
A. Pay tribute to Tymora and let the flip of a coin decide your actions
LOSE FIVE GOLD
B. Strangle him with all four of your hands
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD
C. Watch what everyone else does and then strike at the very final minute
ADD TEN GOLD


For Murder Bunny:
A. V̸̢̛͕͍͕̟̬̠͈̬̈͌̂͊̓̓̂̇̌̆̚į̶̛̠̇̾͐̏̑̆̽̽̓̎͊͝ơ̵͖̱͒̀͗͛l̶̠̜͎̱͙̟̳̼͓̿͑̄̑̓̀̊͗é̵̢̠̤̟͍͈̝̩̔̎̅̐̆̒͘͜͝n̵͇̜͇̙̻̱̩̪͔̍͊͋͑̌̈́̓̇̐̾̒́̓̌͘ͅt̶̗̰̫̺͈̗͑̏̔͌l̵̻̖̘̘̮̟̺̂͐̓̄̓̚͠ý̸̛̮̗͍̟͉͙̭̓͆̃ ̶̛͚̈̑͆͆̉̎͛̋̐̚͘m̸̲̻̟̰̼͖̻͎̓̓̒̾̾̓͐͑̕ų̴̨̛̼̪͎̖͍̳͖̠̯͍̤͛́̄̀̈́͗͜͠ř̴̨̢̧̨͍̪̝̖̫̻͇̱̗͋d̷̡̧̢̧͍͉̤̻̲̦̞͓͒̄̅͗̑͗̒̚͜ę̶͖̰͉͉̰̙͕̱̳͒́̒͐̓͜ͅŗ̷̞̰̼͖̖̭̲̮̜͗̏̑͐͆͌̇̓͗̓̈̓̇̄͜͜ ̷̲̬̼̭̲͉̪̑̏̎̐̒ḩ̸̯̠̹̠͍̿̄͒̀̉͆̐̕ĭ̴̧̜͙͌ṁ̸̡̧͙̥̙̳̲͉
LOSE FIVE GOLD
B. S̴͕̳̎̃̈́ả̷̛̠̭̜͕̥͙͉̣̯̪̭̆̿͌̆͑͆͊͒̕͝ͅď̷̡̛̗̲̟͔̙̤̯͔̱̭̌͐͌͒͗̏̌̏̇̑͘͝͠í̸͇̗̩̯̼̆̃̇̀̋̔̇s̶̥̼̿̿̂ť̴̨̡̟͔͍̾̀̏͛̂̍͂̅ͅį̸̮̭͓̬̞͖͎̩̺̮̝̀͆̋͜c̴̛̱͇̦̲͔̥͍̺͙̳̺̼̃̄̉͗̌̓̀͘ä̶̛̛͔͚́͛̑͒̿̓̽̈́̿̾́͛l̷̢̨̟̪̞͎̯̻̝̂͂͑l̴̡̳̙̲̱̭̼͉̫̠̜̇̍͗̄͋͒̇̾̇͂͂̈́͋͘͝ͅÿ̴̧̧̼̼͉̳̺͔̺͎͈̞̖́̔͜͝ ̶͔̥̳̞̜̪͐̂̊̌̄̓̈́̒̈̇͊͠ͅţ̴̨̡̛̯̠̬̦̗̫͚̼͉̗͍̓͒̇̂̑̈́̋̕͝o̶͔̹͓͋̋̍̉̀͝͝r̷̡̨̢̳̝̮̳̭̟̗̟̲̜̀̄͆̒̊̇̏͌͑͛̍̚͜t̴̮̣͉̫̮̺̺͈͙͐̕ų̸̛̗̹̹͉̻͖̘̾̐̓͑͝r̵̨̗̱̗͓̤̘̦̳̝̘̈́ͅę̶̛͇̺̘͈̻̩̣̺̜̂̆͊̽̃̇̊͋́ ̷̢̧̛̛͓̩̯̝̙̗̹͇̉͛̉͐̓̚h̶̡̧̹͕͉̣̪̩̣̿͛́̋i̵̬͚͍̲͆̿̐̅̂ͅm̶̥̥̘̀̐̎̌̓̓
ADD TEN GOLD
C. B̴̡͕̖̱̻̞͇̹̟̟͈̯̤̍̈̑̒̈́̈̎͋̂̔͂̕ͅͅŕ̵̞͚͛͐̽u̷͈̐̈́̐̈́̇̈́̈́̈́́̀̊̕̕͝͠ͅt̸̢͓̟͓̼̦̘̓̄̃̈́́͘͠ͅâ̸̡̨̛̩͕̺͍̰̮̹̤̮͓̣͐͆͐̌̓̑̈́́̆́̅̊̀ĺ̵̢̹͕̣̥̟͙̫̲̤͈̱̈́̾̔͗̊̄̿͝l̸̤̻̲̬̟̈́̔y̴̡̢͈̘̥̺͎̝̥̞͉̻̞̩̔͌̏͋̅̃̍̋̑̌̓͊̏͜͠ ̸̢̼̥̙͚̩̳͚͔̼̇͐̽̓́̊̌̕͜m̶͓̅̄̅͠a̸̢͖̞̜͚̥̫̬̗̞͛́̋̇̏̂͘͝ͅͅì̴̡͓̲̱͈͔̗̘͓̽̽̽̐̓̈̉͘͝m̶̧̡͈̙͕̮̬͔̲̱̯͎̘̗̑͛̏̏̓͆͗̕͜ ̶̨̧͙̪̱͍͓̭̻͉̞̞̞̖̓̈́̉̃̈́͆̓̑̀̆͆̄͊̈́͘h̶͎̗͐̃̈́̿̉͂̈́̈͛̑̀̔̚̚į̴̞̣̱̟̣̫̬̦̱͊͗̌̍̌͋̿͘͘m̸̩̠̥͎͕͍̪̝͈̀̓͋͛̀̋͆̃̈́̀̈͝͝
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD


For Calius:
A. Gut him with your black horns
ADD TEN GOLD
B. Call upon the Treants for help
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD
C. Throw a black apple at him
LOSE FIVE GOLD


For Priggat:
A. Tosh your fiercshful shuriken bladesh at him
LOSE FIVE GOLD
B. Forshfeed him your latesht mosht ushful potion
ADD TEN GOLD
C. Shtrangle him with your tail
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD


For Tuuluuwaq:
A. Slice him across the stomach with your sickle
LOSE FIVE GOLD
B. Give him a big bear hug, crushing his ribs
ADD TEN GOLD
C. Get drunk one last time and charge him
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD


For Booberella:
A. Charm him with your impressive figure
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD
B. Ankh Ankh. Bludgeon him with your ankh
ADD TEN GOLD
C. Charge him and bounce him away from you
LOSE FIVE GOLD


For Marnu:
A. Vomit your puke into his mouth and hope there is some poison left
ADD TEN GOLD
B. Play your harp for him until his ears bleed
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD
C. Call upon the frogfolk you met in the jungle for aid
LOSE FIVE GOLD


For Vandal:
A. Shatter a glass bottle of milk across his head
LOSE FIVE GOLD
B. Bludgeon him with your femur
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD
C. Do what Lavina does
ADD TEN GOLD


For Hustus:
A. Claw at him with your well-manicured nails
ADD FIFTEEN GOLD
B. Fire upon him with your longbow from the balcony
ADD TEN GOLD
C. Listen to your historically unlucky instincts and do the exact opposite
LOSE FIVE GOLD




Main Quest #2: How Do You Want To Do This?

Everyone roll a 1d100.

WHOEVER ROLLED THE HIGHEST IN THE WINNING PARTY KILLS AKMONG SUS

Deadline is 7est!