Zone D -- The Foam

[Dawnika Snow]

The assassin wasn't fast enough to get ahold of the item before Graowr. She would have liked to grab hold of it first, claim some sort of 'dibs' on it should they merely just split up. Nevertheless, they had acquired one of the most important of the item drops in the game. They were supposted to get five of these certain drops, put them together and make an artifact of some sort to win Dante's Abyss officially. Could she actually do it? Did she really have a chance against aliens, trolls, gods and whatever the hell else plagues this island with their disturbing presence? Considering she had close hold of one of the items, there was a possiblity. The problem was, this was the fouth of five. That meant that three other people, different or the same person, were already carrying the items she needed to win. Perhaps when the last one dropped, she would use this Omnitwitter to call everyone to a certain area and brawl for the artifact. Try to outlast everyone else, then swoop in and steal the pieces? Sounded good enough in her head.

The duo mushed through the groggy mud, slipping through the wetness of the water-welled ground. She was a fan of bad weather, but not when she was covered up to the waist in mud and soggy as underwater bread.

"Fuck this stupid island." She cursed audibly, barely reaching the not-so-alien Graowr's ears(?)

"What was that?" She asked, craning her head around to look at Dawn, keeping her fluid motion as she walked.

"Nothing." She replied. "Just talking to myself. Are we back in the city yet? As much as I hate that city, I think I hate this muddy, flooded flatland more."

"I think were pretty close. You can see the buildings from here, just over that tree line." Graowr explained as she pointed to the area she was defining.

"Good." Was all the vigilante offered in return.

Dawn and Graowr, D7 > D3