Eredan's World

Merci, Zurga!

J'avais zappé la partie dégât de type feu à force d'activer les barils avec des armes à Poudre...

On va tester tout ça, il y a moyen que ça fasse très mal.
J'éditerai une fois le test fait (si je trouve des chaines de pétards sur le marché...)

Dans la salle des trophées, tu as également accès à la liste des trophées, classés par actes et tu peux voir ceux que tu as et ce que tu n'as pas.

Ces petits moments à part où le dragon Noz ne veut pas que tu fasse l'event:
5 pluie de feu en 3 tour...

Ce deck craint pas mal Tempus, car le temps que tu te mettes en place, tu es tour 36 et les célérités poutre tout.
Les défausses avec Alyce sont également un problème, car tu te retrouve trop vite avec rien dans ta défausse, malgrès les plastrons. Et vu que les litanies ne revienne pas, tu n'atteins jamais des gros stats d'attaque.

Enfin, comme ça a été dit, les decks aggro font très mal, car tu n'a pas toujours 2 marche forcée dans les trois premiers tours. Les Nozs blast peuvent faire mal aussi.

Fait aussi attention à [card]Jugement[/card] qui a tendance à faire très mal.

Ne pas jouer [card]Laaaaaaapin[/card] face au Tsoutaï avec Ayako lvl3.
ça fait bien rire le mec en face!

Merci Jisay!

Sinon, avec GDT ça passe pas mal (même sans une line-up full prêtre on fait au moins 2,3 points par match).

Hi all!
Sorry for taking so much time, but here is Dark Destinies/ Chapter 1: Nehant's Splinters

Dimizar stood in front of the mirror for a few minutes and was speaking with the one he called Nehant. Plans were settled, and everything was for the best until now. Ishaia death creates a durable diversion for Nehantists. The time had come to enter the next step.
-Dimizar, over the fog in the Edge, the Tomb is crumbling. Magic is weakening and demons can feel the link again.
-Does this mean you want me to join you now?
-Not yet. Say to Soul Chewer to go there, a present which will change the fate of many people is waiting.
Dimizar hesitated, Soul Chewer, now obedient to his will, was a perfect executor. Let him out might make the manor of Zejabel vulnerable and above all, he might be seen during the trip. But he couldn’t bring himself to disobey.
-Well, he will leave as soon as possible.
After that, the mirror just only reflected the normal appearance of the Nehantist. Very close, Iron Mask, who had assisted to the scene with suspicion that he explained to his master.
-Tell me, why can’t I see nor hear Nehant?
-Good question, Nehantist apprentice, maybe because sometimes you doubt of me, or just only because this mirror is linked to me? Dimizar ironized, leaving the lab.
Soul Chewer was in the garden, or in what should looks like a garden, and enjoyed himself by frighten slave servants of the Manor. He felt his master, he stopped as he came.
-I need those people! You already kill two of them, one more and I gonna get upset!
The demon nearly looked sad.
-You will leave the manor today, I’m sending you over the fog in the Edge, near the Master’s jail. He will tell you what to do then. The demonic portal will be ready by tonight.
Soul Chewer knew what demonic portal means, he would risked his existence by travelling this way, because during his transfer he could meet another demon who could happened to be stronger than he was. Soul Chewer didn’t reply.
-Could that be fear I see?? Asked Dimizar, amused. Does someone fear the big bad portal? Hahaha, demons will surprise me every day.
Soul Chewer pulled himself together and grumbled to show his discontent.
-Yes, you are right, let’s stay focus. Get prepared, I will end it by the night fall.
On the evening, all the Nehantists present in the Manor were gathered to see the demonic portal. It had just opened, forming a black vortex which was spinning slowly. A powerful Nehantist energy emanate from it. Soul Chewer walked backward, apparently, he was not very enthusiastic with the idea of getting through this thing. Unfortunately for him, he couldn’t disobey without the threat of a reprimand quite similar. He stuffed into the portal, and immediately disappeared into the Void.
Soul Chewer felt like he was sliced by hundreds of blades, the pain even for a demon was unbearable. He was screaming, but no sound get out of his throat, and to be exact, he no longer had a throat for he had no body. He felt sucked in a place without been able to choose by himself his way.  He had forgotten the Void where he and his congener had been trapped for years, waiting for the time of liberation. For him, this ordeal lasted forever, this calvary eventually ended when he fell down heavily prone, on the ground. He turned around, his body made him suffer while he had no injuries. The pain went away quickly and the demon got up, looked around where he arrived. This landscape strangely looked like the Void, expect that the sky was spangled with stars. The dry ground was crackled and blocs lifted themselves. In front of him, the huge black stone, both majestic and tortuous, where Nehant was locked since the end of the last war. It levitated a few step from the ground, restraint by huge chains stuck in the ground by other crystals, smaller and in different colors. The demon got closer, as attracted by the stone. Someone came to him, a skinny human, hobbling. He was holding something in his arms, wrapped in pierced black cloth. The human stopped  near the demon and gave him the object.
-Take this, Demon, it’s the Forbidden Book, which allows you to invoke Inferno.
Although the mouth and the jaw of the man were wriggling, the voice didn’t seem to come from him, it was resonating around him. Soul Chewer understood that Nehant was talking to him. In submission, he kneeled and accepted the present.
-Master, here you are back, please let me free from my link to Dimizar.
-NO… I am not ready yet, my prison us still too powerful. I still need this servant, and you will obey him. I won’t be able to keep this body for long, I need to say you something else. The stone in which I am locked is crumbling down, releasing pieces of crystals. Take as many as you can, and give them to Dimizar. Tell him they are bursts from my stone, he will know what to do.
After that, the man fell down, dying from starvation and thirstiness. Soul Chewer didn’t avoid a cruelty time, and broke the neck of the poor man, before collecting the bursts. He gathered about ten, before going back. Once again, he felt like he was sliced through his body and levitated without any control of his goal. This time, Soul Chewer felt that other demons where here. Did they detected him or were they attracted by the Book? None of them could reach him and he managed to escape from more torments. The vortex closed, scattering everything the demon was holding. As he remembered the warning, he gathered himself immediately and intervened in the middle of the crystals.
-Don’t touch anything! He exclaim.
Dimizar starred at the Forbidden Book. He immediately recognized it because he already had seen an etching in one of the many old books from Zejabel.
-Explain yourself, Soul Chewer, what did you brought to us, he said as he picked up the Book.
The demon gathered the pieces and put them on a table, and carefully looked not to forget any tiny snip on the ground.
-I met the Master, he gave us the Forbidden Book, and those crystals. He said they are pieces from his prison.
-What? Did you see Nehant!? Iron Mask asked enjoyed by this idea.
-Of course, we are demons, Ardrakar added. Many of us had already seen him during his reign.
-Enough! Dimizar said. Pieces from his prison? Nehant’s splinters? That definitively changes the situation. Mask, Ardrakar, let capture a Tantad warrior, I have an experiment to test. Now, let me alone, I have work.

Up!

J'aimerai bien avoir une réponse du Staff!

En effet, c'est facile!
J'y penserai la prochaine fois