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09-23-2019, 04:20 PM (This post was last modified: 09-23-2019, 04:21 PM by Samuel.)
SAMUEL
Stretch out my life
And pick the seams out
As much as Sam wanted to run away (he had no weapons, which was a good enough excuse, he reckoned) he couldn't when Rexanna made a dagger just for him and tossed it nearby; he dashed forward to grab it. There was still a moment of hesitation after, holding the handle and looking at the tree catch alight from the attacks of Wessex and Rexanna - then the Fae appeared.
Wessex's shout reminded him he was more than just a casual observer in this event; still invisible he looked over all the Fae then approached quietly behind 'Cleric'. Thinking of how Roana had attacked him in his shop he stood behind the Fae then put a knife to their throat, just enough to let them feel the sharp edge. "Walk backwards." He softly spoke by their ear, taking steps back into the trees, hoping they wouldn't be noticed in the chaos.
If he was successful, as soon as he got into the treeline he would try to hit them over the head with the hilt of the knife, hoping to knock them out.
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Sam, invisible, tries to get Cleric to go back into the treeline with a knife (quietly, so the others dont notice) and knock them out!
silver is your groan. her laugh. twin voices, twin vices
two sets of arrows
Oh there’s a moment of pride when the firework hits with a mighty blast. But it doesn’t last long, one moment she’s ready to focus on it again, to send something else out at it, before she notices the other Ascended man she hasn’t met yet moving to hide behind her, and a branch reach out from the tree. It misses Wessex, but nails the Penumbra right in the side — up into the air and through the sky until she hits a different tree with a muffled crack.
Hands grip onto the tree, though her midsection feels off, and she’s sure she probably ended up breaking a rib or something. At least her arms work, her legs work, and she doesn’t feel the pain of it. It’s enough to get her back onto the ground and back toward the tree and Amun, a hand resting at her midsection out of habit when you just get hit by a tree. At least it’s better than getting squished by a pumpkin.
But they’re not alone, no, sapphire eyes drift toward the fae and she grits her fanged teeth, listening to the directions the Ascended Queen gives. She sucks in a breath she doesn’t need, eyes seeking Amun out. “Watch my back will you?” A soft question edged with ferocity. And she looks down to the hand at her side with the rings she wears, hoping she doesn’t almost die this time with the terrible thought she has. But while the others focus on the Fae, she edges closer to the tree on swift feet, staying on the move while she focuses on her fire magic, as small and unruly as it is, hoping to lead it into the branches of the tree.
Then, regardless of if it works or not, she aims to slip away from the tree and the fae, a small amount of fear of retaliation from both guiding her actions.
Rex comes back and gets close to the tree, jogging in a half circle around it to use her fire magic and direct the flame into the branches of the tree before hopefully jumping back!
Once again, all Amun could think was holy shit. Somehow, the tree ignored him, maybe because it was now on fucking fire. However, others were not so lucky. While Wessex dodged the branch that came for her, the woman the potter was cowering strategically crouched behind took a blow to the chest and went flying through the air. His eyes widened as he realized he was completely exposed.
And they widened even further as fucking people with wings and animals appeared in the clearing. The fact that this situation kept escalating in completely insane ways nearly caused him to panic. However, the sight of Wessex darting around and shooting arrows at the flaming bottles person and then the blue-eyed black-haired woman rushing up, looking only a little worse for wear and asking him to cover her, finally spurred him into action. The fires had burned away the snow, so he bent down and scooped up a rock, then ran after the woman who’d taken a hit for him. Wessex had already attacked Bottles and something weird was going on with the unarmed assailant, which left the tree, the animals, and the axe dude with the attitude.
Not wanting to tangle with the animals or the tree, Amun chucked his rock at axe dude as he ran in a circle, trying to stay between the attackers and the woman whose back he was supposed to be guarding. She was much faster than him, and he was trying to keep an eye on the tree as well as the other people in the clearing, so he didn’t do a good job keeping up.
Fucking Caido.
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Amun tries to stay between Rexanna and the Fae to guard her back while throwing a rock at Smashy.
Unluckily Wessex 's many training sessions with her bow leaves something to be desired. Or perhaps it really is bad luck (probably that); LEROY easily evades the two arrows with a mere flutter of his wings. HISSY and LEROY decide to take the bait, with HISSY streaking through the snow with various twists and wriggles of their long and lean body; their tongue scenting after the ascended best as they could. And LEROY flying easily between the boughs of the trees.
As CLERIC feels Samuel 's knife around their throat, they instantly bristle, hands raised. "Hey, take it easy. I'm just here to make sure no one gets hurt." They whimpered, sounding for all the world as Sam might were he in their shoes. "I can even heal you too if you get hur—" And then it all went dark and they collapsed into the snow.
Despite her aim, Rexanna 's blast does not find the tree, but instead strikes KITTY who lunged forward precisely to block this attempt. As her blast strikes the tiger the big feline gives a mournful wailing hiss before being thrown into the snow. The smell of singed fur wafts through the air.
Luck seems to be on Amun 's side, for his rock hits SMASHY squarely between the eyes. Blood trickles down the fae's nose as he staggers stunned and concussed into a tree.
Your randomly decided order of initiative is: Wessex, Lucas, Sam, Rex, Amun. You have 48 hours to reply (if not faster, please). Include a summary at the bottom of your post.
WESSEX attacks LEROY and MISSES
HISSY and LEROY follow WESSEX
REXANNA attacks MATHAIR and MISSES (but hits KITTY)
SAM knocks out CLERIC
AMUN attacks SMASHY and CRITICALLY HITS
Defeat or kill the fae guards!
Closing HP
Mathair: 190
Kitty- 50% health
Smashy - 20% health
Leroy - 100% health
Hissy - 100% health
Cleric - 90% health, unconscious
dont know where the lights are taking us but something in the night is dangerous
For all her training and competence, Wessex isn’t having very good luck. It’s infuriating. Baring her fangs into the darkness in frustration, she leads her two Fae on a merry chase, trusting that the other three have their shit under control (and they do, far more so than she does, ironically).
Hoping that she’s far enough ahead of the Fae, Wessex slips quietly between a bush and the trunk of a large tree, stilling all signs of life she might accidentally let loose - scent aside, she imagines the snake might have trouble tracking a creature that lacks a strong heat signature. She’d noticed the big fangs on the snake, which begs the question - does venom even harm Ascended? The Wraith things not, but she isn’t willing to take that chance.
While she’s hiding, Wessex takes out the adrenaline booster from her pocket and jabs it into herself, sending the Voice’s energy crashing through her body. It’s like being hit with a wave, and she can hardly contain herself as she patiently waits, ever so slowly retrieving another two arrows from the quiver to nock in preparation, listening for the two Fae guards to get close enough to her hiding spot. Can she pinpoint where they are, based on the slithering of scales and the quiet hum of beating wings?
When her heightened senses seem to tell her that at least Leroy is close enough, Wessex first lets out a biopulse two the two of them and then, hoping that Leroy is disoriented, lets another two arrows loose towards the flying Fae.
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Wessex runs off into the surrounding trees and hides. She uses the ADRENALINE BOOSTER and waits until at least Leroy, if not both Leroy and Hissy, are close enough to use her bio-pulse to disorient them. Then she pops out and shoots two more arrows at Leroy.
It was harder to strike the Cleric once he heard them speak, the voice indeed reminding him of himself...but Sam did not have a choice. Perhaps the voice was why he did not attempt to harm the Cleric in any way past making them unconscious, though he did have another idea. He hesitated before crouching down and turning the Cleric's neck towards himself, leaning to bite and drink from their neck. He did not savour the act, trying to make it as quick as possible; healing power was too useful to let go.
Once he had drunk, he stood up and looked back to the fight at the Mathair, trying to work out where he could help. It seemed his teammates had the Fae under control, so he snuck between them all to the Mathair, trying to walk around the tree while hidden and find what looked like a weak spot - a divot or a knot, somewhere the tree was weaker; then he plunged in the knife with all his strength and tried to jump backwards before he could be struck.
If successful he would look to see if anyone needed healing.
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Sam drinks from Cleric then stabs the Mathair, jumping back to try and not get struck by it! Then looks to see if anyone needs a heal.
silver is your groan. her laugh. twin voices, twin vices
two sets of arrows
Amun obliges her, and she’s drifting toward the tree remaining quick on her feet, until she pauses just enough to focus the flame to the tree – only… It doesn’t hit the tree, instead, she sees a flash of stripes and fur that engulf in flame, and for a moment she’s surprised as the hiss leaves the fae’s maw upon falling to the snow. Now, she has two choices. She can see if she can focus the tree more, or focus on the fae not getting back up and getting to her.
Eyes lift up toward the rest of their group – seeking out Wessex who she can’t see, seeking out Sam who she also can’t see, and her lip curls just enough as she finally seeks out the man who had watched her back. “We need to get the tree.” She manages through clenched, fanged teeth, slipping away from where the fae lays in the snow to get as much distance between her and him as possible, before she directs her fire magic back at the tree again, wishing for the best.
Rex moves away from Kitty and focuses her fire magic on the tree again!
No one was more surprised than Amun when his hastily thrown rock actually hit Axe Dude. The stone slammed the other man right between the eyes, causing him to fall into a nearby tree. The potter’s eyes widened, and he felt a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. He hadn’t actually intended to hurt the Axe Dude, simply deter him from attacking. However, as the blood poured from Axe Dude’s nose, Amun realized he might not have a choice: it seemed to be kill or be killed out here. And he really, really didn’t want to die.
Awesome as he thought Wessex was, she completely failed to take down Bottles. At least she distracted the snake and the fire guy. Unarmed opponent man had disappeared somewhere in the trees, and since there was still no sign of the redhead Amun had to assume that the stranger had something to do with that. The dark haired blue-eyed woman was tangling with the cat and the tree. However, Axe Dude looked in pretty bad shape, which the potter figured freed him from his duty to guard firework lady’s back. Besides he’d already done a smashing job of that. Cause the rock. Smashed Axe Dude. Get it?
Plus, he had no interest in following Blue Eyes command to target the tree. The tree was fucking scary.
He was panicking, again, he realized, so he reached down and scooped up another rock. ”I have a rock and I’m not afraid to use it!” He screamed it out to anyone who was actually paying attention to him. After seeing his performance, maybe they’d give him a wide berth. For his part, he ran over to where he’d last seen the unarmed man, figuring that would be a better opponent, and maybe, just maybe, since the other man didn’t have any weapons Amun might be able to talk his way out of this instead of fight.
Talking would prove difficult, as the unarmed man was unconscious. However, that presented the potter with an opportunity; he crouched down while simultaneously propping the other man’s body up, intending to use him to block any attacks that might come Amun’s way. Indeed, he put the other man’s body directly between himself and the tree while the potter’s eyes darted around for other potential threats. Although he felt a bit guilty for both abandoning firework lady and using the unconscious man as a human shield (or whatever he was, since it certainly wasn’t human) Amun felt the need for survival trumped his guilt. Besides, his allies seemed fine. Other than the first time firework lady got smacked by the tree, and well, yeah, the dead guy, they seemed to be winning this fight.
At least, that’s what he told himself.
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Amun picks up a rock and then goes to try and use Cleric as a shield against any attacks.
09-25-2019, 03:17 PM (This post was last modified: 09-25-2019, 04:36 PM by Odd.)
mathair
Though the fae can share their thoughts such that HISSY isn't completely blinded by the ascended's lack of heat, it isn't as though LEROY can see particularly well either. Whatever they might have done was completely obfuscated by the bio-pulse soundlessly emitted but incredibly effective given the fae's proximity to Wessex. Wessex 's adrenaline surge is well timed, and as she moves from her hiding place her arrows both succinctly strike LEROY in the chest. Crashing to the ground he has just enough sense to toss both devices he holds. As they explode and coat the snow in a magical fire that burns bright and hot, as Wessex has likely predicted this, the Wraith is able to evade the fire easily. Both HISSY and LEROY are stunned by the blast; disoriented and nauseous .
As Samuel 's teeth bite deep into CLERIC's neck, the blast of sensual energy is enough to rouse the fae from his unconsciousness. Reaching out to grab at the ascended (feeling, but not seeing), CLERIC tries to attach vines and shoes made of stone to Sam's feet and legs even as the bookmaker tries to hurry back into the fray. Luck isn't on Sam's side though and rather than doing anything of the things he'd planned, he finds himself grappled by CLERIC's magic.
With a roar of anger and pain, KITTY tries to rise and attack Rexanna as she sends yet another bolt of firey magic towards the tree. The tiger lunges, not quite getting her footing in the snow as Rex's blast arcs easily and with perfect precision into Mathair. However the feline isn't the only opponent that the ascended has to worry about. The Mathair's roots suddenly rumble beneath the snow sending a shockwave out towards Rex. Large and gnarled underground boughs are suddenly unearthed, coiling around her like snakes as if they could suffocate her. Too bad she doesn't breathe.
As Amun found himself down the path Sam had pulled CLERIC down, he'd likely see vines and stones grappling an invisible body, with a frightened looking fae wiping at the bite at his neck with a terrified expression. Still dazed, SMASHY stumbles down the path towards Amun, Sam, and CLERIC, his club raised over his head.
Your randomly decided order of initiative is: Wessex, Lucas, Sam, Rex, Amun. You have 48 hours to reply (if not faster, please). Include a summary at the bottom of your post.
WESSEX attacks LEROY and HITS TWICE
SAM is GRAPPLED by CLERIC
REXANNA attacks MATHAIR and HITS
KITTY attacks REXANNA and MISSES
MATHAIR attacks REXANNA and HITS. REXANNA is GRAPPLED.
Defeat or kill the fae guards!
Closing HP
Mathair: 140
Kitty- 50% health
Smashy - 20% health
Leroy - 70% health * stunned
Hissy - 100% health *stunned
Cleric - 90% health
dont know where the lights are taking us but something in the night is dangerous
Scampering out of the way of the fire, Wessex makes a decision to take a page out of Sam’s book (though she doesn’t know what he’s up to, Mister Invisiboi) and use the Fae against themselves. Tribes seem kinda tight-knit. They may not want their fellow to die (unlike Wessex, who would sacrifice both Sam and Anum in a heartbeat, if it saved her and Rex or got the portal open). But rather than drink from one of them, stunned and nauseous as they are, she opts to take one of them hostage.
First, while they’re down she issues another bio-pulse, just for good measure. Then, hoping that Leroy is stunned enough to not be able to escape, Wessex grabs a knife (presumably made from iron) from her boot and quickly goes over to him. She falls to a wide-kneed stance and attempts to pull him up by his hair, tries to make sure he’s tightly against her chest and therefore between herself and Hissy, and puts the weapon’s edge to his throat, pressing hard enough to hopefully draw blood.
Does it burn, Leroy?
Whether or not the iron blade is painful against the Fae warrior’s skin, Wessex’s meaning is clear, but she will say it to the two of them anyway. “Surrender or I’ll slit his throat.” And in case either of them are thinking of shifting, she adds for good measure. “You know I’m faster than you.”
Looks like Wessex has gone soft.
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Wessex BIO-PULSES the stunned Leroy and Hissy again, then kneels down and tries to take Leroy hostage, putting an iron knife to his throat and placing him between herself and Hissy. Threatens to cut Leroy’s throat if they don’t surrender.
Sam's eyes widened as the Cleric suddenly woke up, his teeth jerking away with blood dripping off his lips. He thought he had gotten enough blood to use the Fae's power, but he wasn't sure. Before he could consider it any further he was being grabbed by something that circled itself around his ankles and tripped him, his body slamming hard into the forest floor. For a moment, he panicked, scrabbled, nails trying to dig into crumbling dirt and melted snow for some kind of traction.
Trying to actually sort the problem, though...turning to the vines around his feet, he thought that they looked too strong for him to cut with the knife he had been given. Rather than try to do that, he looked up to Cleric and swallowed; he had not wanted to kill. Hopefully, he wouldn't.
Sam tried to throw the knife towards Cleric, aiming somewhere towards the Fae's chest. Hoping that the wound would hurt, enough to stun them and get him out of the vine's grasp, but not kill.
silver is your groan. her laugh. twin voices, twin vices
two sets of arrows
She can hear the roaring of pain from the tiger, but she’s too focused on the tree to pay much attention to it. Her body guard has darted, left for the rest of the Fae, which leaves her to focus on the tree. And gods is it frustrating, wishing she had better magic, stronger focus, better everything. Gods, she’s out of shape. The flame hits exactly where she’s planned, and she relishes as the flame sparks.
At least for the moment, until she’s wrapped tightly and she hisses deep as the tiger misses her but she’s stuck. Arms are tight to her sides, and the tree almost intends to squeeze the air out of her. If only she breathed. Eyes lift to look toward the rest of her crew, seeing briefly as everyone else seems to be attacked and occupied. "Fuck me." She growls, supposing she’ll have to get out of this alone – but she can’t use flame for fear of creating a fiery casket for herself.
And so, hands aimed down and gripped tight by the roots of the tree, she summons a tiny saw – more like a knife with a serrated edge, and gets to work trying to saw through the roots with as much movement as she can manage – praying to everyone that the fucking tiger leaves her alone enough to do this. Or maybe she’ll annoy the tree enough to let her go.
Rex summons a small saw (knife with a serrated edge basically) and tries to saw through the roots holding her!
Amun felt his eyes widen as he spotted the unarmed assailant up and about and seemingly no worse for the wear. The unarmed person was standing over a mass of roots and stones that seemed to be doing something, but for the life of the potter he couldn’t figure out what. For a second he thought he might see a figure trapped in the plants and rocks, but he blinked and it turned out to be just a trick of the light. Amun’s eyes widened even more as he saw Axe Dude coming after him, weapon raised, probably for vengeance at what the potter had done with the stone.
Alright then, this was bad. This was very very bad. He was trapped with two opponents and all he had was a stupid rock. Plus, he wasn’t a fighter. Time to switch tactics. Dropping the stone, he held up his hands in a placating gesture. Although he spoke mostly to the unarmed man—who looked as frightened as Amun did—the potter made sure to pitch his voice loudly enough for Axe Man to hear as well. ”Hey, look I don’t know what’s going on here! There was this voice in my head that told me to show up, so I did, but then this dude attacked and I don't know why, and now he’s dead, and then you all attacked us, and I panicked, but I didn’t touch the tree and I don’t want to fight!” Although his words came out in a rush, hopefully they were believable enough. Granted, he had thrown that rock, but things were crazy so maybe they'd forgive him. As he talked, he would attempt to stepping in a wide circle, trying to put as much distance between himself and the tree and the axeman as possible.
He just wanted this whole ordeal to be over. And while he didn't think surrendering was the right move, fighting back wasn't going to work well for him either. Besides, worst case he'd buy some time for his allies (though he wasn't sure whose side he should even be on anymore) to come rescue him.
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Amun tries to convince CLERIC that Amun is not a threat and simultaneously put some distance between himself and the Mathair and Smashy.
Still dazed it is easy for the warrior-queen to bend LEROY to her will. As Wessex places the blade against his throat he begins to scream, doubling down in pain as a thin line of blood streaks from the blade. Disoriented the snake shifts into his body. He's quite tall (for a fae) and slender, with eyes like coal as he glares at Wessex and her hold of LEROY. There is little he can do, but only for the moment. "You know not what you do here." He snarls before stumbling down onto one knee, the effect of the Wraith's bio pulse still wreaking havoc in his system.
Unable to tell precisely what is happening, as Samuel throws the knife it sinks deep into the fae's armor. With a wine of pain the aptly named CLERIC sinks to the ground with a hollow scream, looking desperately at the wound. "You threw a knife at me!" He exclaimed with a panicked cry. "W-w-w-hy did you do that??"
Unfortunately Mathair has not grown as strong as it has over the centuries by allowing itself to be whittled away. Unfortunately even as Rexanna saws back and forth with all her ascended strength, nothing much seems to be happening to the tree. Taking this opportunity to attack, KITTY rises and lungs towards the captured Penumbra. Her teeth sink into the flesh of Rex's arm cutting away at the tree.
"He just stabbed me!" CLERIC whined at Amun, holding the knife in his chest lest it bleed more after having been taken out. "If you leave here now we will let you go. We want nothing than to protect the tree." Quite concussed, SMASHY merely grunts an acknowledgement, narrowing his eyes at the ascended and keeping his ax raised.
Your randomly decided order of initiative is: Wessex, Lucas, Sam, Rex, Amun. You have 48 hours to reply (if not faster, please). Include a summary at the bottom of your post.
WESSEX attacks LEROY and HITS
SAM attacks CLERIC and HITS
REXANNA attacks MATHAIR and...nothing!
KITTY attacks REX and HITS
Defeat or kill the fae guards!
Closing HP
Mathair: 140
Kitty- 50% health
Smashy - 20% health
Leroy - 30% health
Hissy - 90% health
Cleric - 60% health
