<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Closed Quest:</strong> That’s a Big Rat</span><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/M5bomIF.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Jasper Hulfort (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333483.msg15884537#msg15884537)<br/><strong>Race and Occupation:</strong>Human Lumberjack | Woodworker<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time:</strong>Temple of Casta, Basement | W1D2 Castalin - Mid-Morning<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Merry, Alyssa, Wilhelmina<br/><strong>Current HP:</strong>13 HP<br/><br/><hr/><br/>For a place supposedly under a well-maintained temple, this place didn't look very friendly at all. How long had this place been left unattended? The light had done s good job of illuminating their way, but it felt like the further in they went, the more dank the area around them became. Thankfully, the playful chatter between Alyssa and Merry made this much more bearable. Where had the minotauress been in the week he came to Amberdale? How was it that Merry didn't know her yet?<br/><br/>"I knew minotaurs were strong, but I didn't think you'd be able to heft something like that around and not feel even a little winded." Jasper noted as his eyes went to her axe. Of course, it sounded like strong had much more important things on her mind, and who could blame her? Merry seemed to be the most lively and energetic of their group, and given how much of as stunner she looked with just her clothes on, she must have been seen as a treat without them by Alyssa. She was going to enjoy her once all of this was done...<br/><br/>There they were now at the deepest reaches of the temple... It certainly wouldn't get damper than it did here, but Merry was the first to point out it wasn't just damp down here. That green moss, despite it looking like a natural place to grow, looked everything but natural. With the way it seemed to... Writhe? "Uh, I've seen a lot of moss in my life and I'm pretty sure it's not supposed to do that..." Jasper pointed out... Before the rats began to emerge, promoting him to draw his Hatchets.<br/><br/>"Eugh, what's up with these? Were they... Eating the moss, or..." Jasper didn't want to ponder what the situation with then was, but they looked downright foul. Unlike the others they had encountered before, even singular they seemed unafraid of the would-be heroes, gnarled nails audibly clacking at the floor as each beast picked a different target. Merry looked like an easy, meaty mark, but Jasper interposed himself between them, while the other moved to try to flank the minotaur. It made a leap toward the woman's ankle, swinging to try and scratch her with its grotesque nails.<br/><br/>"Keep your distance, Merry... Whatever that moss did to them looks disgusting." He groaned in disgust, as the rat leapt and tried to bite at him, only for him to drive the paired Hatchets forward to bash the Plagued Rat back. Though it took the hit, it merely rolled over and prepared to attack again, possessed of some sort of deranged focus not shared by those that came before it.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Combat</div><div class="spoiler_body">Plague Rat 1 = 5 HP -&gt; 3 HP<br/>Plague Rat 2 = 5 HP<br/></div></div>