Ashen Temple [Part 1/ Typhlosion]

Slowly walking down the temple hall, Typho thought he heard a slight wooden clinking sound. Looking around, he couldn't make anything out in the darkness.
"Hm. Probably nothing." He said, before being knocked off by a skeletal dog. Struggling underneath the beast as it tried to tear out his throat, Typho focused his energy, drawing power from his beast companion.
"Fire breath!" He yelled, a spout of fire burning the beasts skull.
Focusing his eyes, he called upon his Beast Masters Vision. Suddenly, he could see a blackened soldier stumbling towards him. "Attack!" He called to his beast, watching as the large creature pounced on the monster and began mauling it.

Beginning to run, Typho ducked the heavy mace of a Skel-rit. Snapping his leg up, he came into contact with the base of its' spine. As it's upper half crashed down next to him, he was forced to roll to the side, as the spears of skel-dits came stabbing down at him. Sudden;y, The flame wolverine's claws cut through one of them, the other two turning to face it.
Struggling to his feet, Typho was suddenly knocked down again, as the Skel-rit's mace came in collision with his ankle. Twisting around, Typho took hold of its' head, and ripped its' head off of its' shoulders. Turning, he saw the two skel-dits dead, but the fire beast had a spear in its' shoulder.
Limping to it, he pulled the shaft out of his creatures arm, he mounted it, and set off again.

Out of nowhere THIS appears!!!

All other foes retreat in fear and the shadowy spirit prepares to attack!!

Name: Shakrow
HP: 150
Reward for defeating: A Soul Gem! (keep track of your Soul gems throughout our roleplay)
Red Soul Gem: +10 HP, Yellow Soul Gem +10 Atk (increase all attacks by 10), Blue Soul Gem: +10 Def (decrease all attacks done to you by 10)

To do battle: ROLL THAT DICE YO!!! (later one, the soul gems we earn will take affect... but not now... cuz... YOU DON'T HAVE ONE!!!)

Your HP: 200

As the invading monsters pulled back, Typho started to breathe a sigh of relief, when suddenly, he was struck by a apparition of shadow. Struggling to his feet, Typho pointed at the creature, and commanded his beast to unleash its' fire.


((First roll is it's attack, Second is mine.))

The member 'Typhlosion' has done the following action : Dices Rolls

'PRPB Damage Dice' :

Shakrow: 135/150
Typho: 180/200

Rubbing his arm in Pain, Typhlosion channeled his beast spirit, developing claws and fangs. Leaping at the creature, them both clawing at eachother in midair.

The member 'Typhlosion' has done the following action : Dices Rolls

'PRPB Damage Dice' :

Shakrow: 95/150
Typho: 160/200

Blasted back against a wll, Typho stood up, his beast form fading. then suddenly, he and his beast breathing fire on it in unison. Shreaking in anger, it fired shadow at both of them, attempting to counteract the flame.

The member 'Typhlosion' has done the following action : Dices Rolls

'PRPB Damage Dice' :

Shakrow: 85/150
Typho: 155/200

Barely succeeding, the flame beast leaped on the shadow creature, viscouly tearing at it, with it's fangs, The creature, realisng a burst of shadow energy, trying to shake it off.

The member 'Typhlosion' has done the following action : Dices Rolls

'PRPB Damage Dice' :

Shakrow: 75/150
Typho: 130/200

Feeling slightly sick, Typho blew his whistle, summoning one of the skele-hounds to tear at the shade, it shooting shadow in all directions as a counter.

The member 'Typhlosion' has done the following action : Dices Rolls

'PRPB Damage Dice' :

((Forgot to roll for them))

The member 'Typhlosion' has done the following action : Dices Rolls

'PRPB Damage Dice' :

Shakrow: 40/150
Typho: 115/200
Panting, Typho charged at the creature, mauling it with his fists. As he tried to do so, it clawed at him with it's claws.

The member 'Typhlosion' has done the following action : Dices Rolls

'PRPB Damage Dice' :

Shakrow: 5/150
Typho: 115/200

Getting angry, typho charged and bit it's neck, his mouth being filled with horrible black goo.

The member 'Typhlosion' has done the following action : Dices Rolls

'PRPB Damage Dice' :

Seeing something in the Shakrow's chest, Typho thrust his arm in, ripping a soul gem and a fragment of the key. Walking further down the hall, he was surprised to see that he was back in the entryway, by the door. Sighing, he slid down the wall, and closed his eyes, intent on resting.