From being an Abandoned who had rarely left the Hollowed Grounds, to embracing the call of adventure, to dying and being reborn first as an Ascended and then as an Ancient, Maea has gone through quite the amount of changes in her life. One thing remains common, though, in her attempts to find out just where she belongs; she’s always had a craving for knowledge which has brought her to so many places and to meet so many people here in Caido. We can’t wait to see what else is in store for her!
Congratulations, Maea!
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Pim roared in victory as he flew back up into the air. For a moment he hovered, suspended weightlessly befor diving back down at the remaining monster to claw and snap at it again.
Meanwhile, Phoebe was horrified to see Sunjata sucked beneath the monster. "Jata!" she cried out, panic rising. In that moment, she felt Frey's distinct presence (though perhaps slightly muted given the circumstances) and watched as one of the beings miraculously turned to flower petals. But one remained, and Jata was still beneath it. "For you, doll, I'll even the playing field a little." Frey wouldn't completely solve her problem - they never did - but they made the burden easier to bear. Fingers still tingling from Frey's presence, she gripped the dagger tighter. She had to do something. Relying on others would only do so much. And so the midwife, despite her trepidation, charged forward, attempting to stab the mud monster where she assumed its heart would be.
Pim does a divebomb scratch and bite!
Phoebe tries to do a stabby stab at the monster's heart with the dagger!
Pure and muddy chaos, all of it. Water slicing, dragons clawing, fucking killer whales appearing out of nowhere and rocks sailing overhead. And still the (slightly smaller) Mud Monster ambled on. Granted, the appearance of something large directly beneath it did cause it to disperse somewhat, but it is a sticky business indeed.
Loren's strike causes the creature to falter again, and more mud sloughs from its form, leaving it smaller still... but still formidable. The dragon does not deter it - neither the large summoned one nor plucky Pim - and it is by a hair's breadth that the claws of Loren's summoned creature do not scathe Sunjata as he bursts from his muddy prison.
Sort of.
The killer whale is able to take a breath, at least, but he is still floundering and drowning in the wake of the monster.
Scratching and biting, alas, do not do much this time around. And Oliver's rocks yet again fall short of their mark in a display of fantastically terrible luck.
And Phoebe - well. Mud creatures do not have hearts, but her dagger does strike true, and more mud comes slapping away to cover the group.
Who knows why the creature comes in for Oliver again - perhaps it is the irritation of all those rocks hurled its way. Either way, a giant muddy arm takes a swipe at the hybrid, and connects with a sickening wham.
Oh dear.
Loren attacks the Mud Monster and HITS!
Sunjata is partially freed from the mud!
Pim attacks and MISSES.
Oliver attacks and MISSES.
Phoebe attacks and HITS.
The monster attacks Oliver and HITS.
HP:
Monster: 64
Loren: 140
Sunjata: 56
Oliver: 15
Phoebe: 72
The monster will be upon the festival in approximately ONE round.
Loren breathed a sigh of relief when Sunjata (at least the summoner thought that the killer whale was the bartender) appeared in the midst of the monster. His relief was short lived as it walloped Oliver with a sickening sound. The creature was also far too close to the festival grounds for the Launceleyn’s liking.
So he sprang into motion. Dismissing his dragon, he ran over to his fellow hybrid, Loren laid a hand on the other man's shoulder and tried to heal Oliver as best he could. Simultaneously, he attempted to raise a wall of ice between the mud and the festival grounds, hoping to at least slow its forward momentum.
Loren attempts to heal Oliver and put an ice wall between the mud monster and the festival grounds!
i try to keep it in line, maybe i'm just not the one
Skin turns to blubber, pale tattooed body shifts to black and white, and he rises just enough, enough to gasp for breath, and he does, feeling the mud surrounding him carrying him on. He can feel lines of sharp teeth in his mouth, feel the tail that packs a punch, and he takes a deeper breath before he starts thrashing in the mud the best he can, aiming to tear and spread the monster apart from within.
Haai meanwhile dives once more toward the mud monster — claws and talons outstretched to try and pull at the mud while Sunjata flounders.
Sunjata attempts to bite and thrash from within the monster trying to tear it apart. Haai tries to tear/scratch at it too!
but you know i would
SuNJATA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
Oliver is a bit too busy focusing on his rocks to notice the gigantic orca that was breathing through the mud. Unfortunately, once again, his rocks failed to land. This was just going splendidly. He didn’t think it could get any worse until the monster came for him again. There was no Frey to save him and so, his body was met with a sharp thud. The sickening sound echoed through his ears and he let out a scream of pain as he body was forcefully shoved. His body fell to the ground with a thud and he groaned in pain. Tears formed at his cheeks due to the pain and he had to bite back a yell.
His vision was blurry, but he was able to make out a familiar shape. A soft gasp left his lips at the sudden contact on his shoulder before a pleasant warmth enveloped his body. ”Thank you...” He whispered to Loren before he stood up, stumbling quite a bit as he did so. Moving to stand behind Loren, Oliver tried to figure out their situation. He knew that running wouldn’t be heroic and they desperately needed to stop the beast. So, digging into his boot, he pulled out the blade given to him by Wessex.
Using his telekinesis, he’d continue to try and sling rocks at the monster, this time being far more violent with his hits. He aimed low and very harsh, now motivated to completely obliterate the beast. Rocks upon rocks would fly at it. If he could see it and lift it, he’d try to throw it at the monster with as much force as he could.
Oliver continues to violently throw rocks at the monster. He is being exceptionally violent and forceful. He also hides behind Loren in fear.
The sudden whale sitting in the mud was both shocking and a relief. At least Jata was alive and breathing and doing all that he could to smash their muddy foe. But that relief did not mean that she could stop and rejoice. Her dagger had hit true, and now that she was in the fray, she couldn't stop. She had to keep going or else people would die, herself included. And so she slashed and stabbed, trying to cut away at the monstrous thing and do as much damage as she could.
Pim roared angrily, peeved that he missed as the giant flys-in-water-dragon appeared and threw him off aim. But he was not deterred for long, divebombing the mud monster once again to snap and claw.
Phoebe attempts another stabby stab and slashy slash!
The rush of blood and beat of the earth is all but audible in your ears - or maybe that's the sound of the festival, imminently behind you? Either way.
What can only be described as fate plays a hand in the debacle of Loren's healing attempt. As the Launceleyn leans down to help his comrade, it is as though Ludo himself were peeping over Oliver's shoulder, and the magic simply bleeds into the earth around them.
Oliver is already moving, though, hurling his projectiles with a bravery that can only be commended. Griffins and dragons try their own luck overhead, to no avail, and Phoebe, too, tries to stop the monster. But luck simply isn't their side.
Sunjata, however, being within the creature, is able to do a little damage. Unfortunately, the Mud Monster is easily able to crush around him in return, before taking a great swipe at the icy wall.
It thuds against the wall. It pushes. It rages.
The wall holds.
Loren attempts to heal Oliver but is UNSUCCESSFUL.
Sunjata thrashes around to do damage to the monster and HITS.
Haai, Oliver, Pim and Phoebe all attempt to attack the monster but MISS.
The monster turns on Sunjata and HITS.
The monster attacks the ice wall Loren has created but is UNSUCCESSFUL in breaking it down.
12-29-2019, 09:56 AM (This post was last modified: 12-29-2019, 11:30 AM by Loren.)
LOREN
Loren blinked with surprise as his healing magic, for the first time since he'd discovered it, failed him. However, he only had a moment or two to stare down at Oliver in shock. Then there was a sound almost like thunder, and the summoner's eyes snapped back to the monster.
It pressed itself against his wall. The ice held, but the Launceleyn could hear it groaning and creaking from the strain. Snarling wordlessly, Loren raised both hands, brow furrowed in concentration. From one, water magic poured out to shore up the ice wall. From the other, more water magic poured out in a blast that he aimed at the monster itself, trying to wash it off the wall.
Loren attempts to shore up his ice wall and blast with monster with water magic.
i try to keep it in line, maybe i'm just not the one
His thrashing and tearing at the mud only do so much to weaken him, and when the walls press back in on him there’s an almost whining whale sound that leaves him. There isn’t much he can do, his attempt to break free with that unknown shift has done little to actually get him out. So he clamps his jaw shut tight, a feeling drifting from the attuned bond that Oliver and Loren could likely feel, of pain and frustration as Sunjata tries to think of what to do next.
So he reaches for that new part of him, the one that can shift slightly, his snout shifts to that of the panther with sharp teeth and fangs as his body cries out, his arms shift to that of the panthers with claws and mobility — but he keeps the rest of his body the smooth orca pelt, and he tries again while Haai dives from above once more, claws and talons reaching out.
Sunjata partially shifts his face and arms to that of the panther and tries to bite and claw at it from within again. Haai tries to claw from above again!
but you know i would
SuNJATA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
Oliver had seen Loren fail to summon animals, but when he seemingly tried to heal him, nothing happened. It was alarming and terrifying. He mustered up his strength to fight but no matter what he tried, absolutely nothing worked. No amount of effort of violence had done anything to even touch the monster. He was exhausted and in intense pain. Sunjata was in a similar position and as much as it pained him, Oliver knew he couldn’t do anything to help. None of his attacks had landed, not a single one. He needed to leave before his body gave out on him.
”I’m going, Loren. I’m sorry for not helping more,” Part of this felt like a potential final goodbye. Already he had been damaged enough and the monster wasn’t ready to quit. One final swipe and he’d be done, obliterated from existence. ”I hope to see you soon.” If only he could communicate in this form as an attuned. Then he’d be able to send Loren all of the emotions he was feeling, show the man how thankful he was for everything and that he truly felt sorry for leaving. What he was doing was unforgivable, but Oliver was not ready to die.
Just before leaving, he tried to toss a rock from the opposite direction, hoping to distract the monster. Maybe he’d look over there instead of at him. Slowly separating, Oliver mustered up energy to try and create and illusion around him. A suit of sorts that tried to mimic to grass and dirt under his feet. And then off he went. Running as fast as he could away from the chaos, praying under his breath to Safrin. ”Safrin, please protect me. Keep me safe. Please....”
Oliver throws a rock from the complete other end of the monster to hopefully distract it. He throws it away from where he’s running. He also tries to use illusions to camouflage himself. As well, he does a prayer to Safrin for safety in hopes that she will listen to him.
Pim roared in frustration. He wanted to bite and claw and slash and kill this mud creature that threatened Phoebe! Once more he dove down, trying to bite and snap the mud monster to bits. Feeding on Pim's frustration, Phoebe grew equally irritated at her ability to hit the mud creature that was right in front of her. But she wouldn't be deterred. She wouldn't be useless. Again she struck at the mud monster with the dagger.
Rinse and repeat previous attacks by Pim and Phoebe
What begins, at first, as a looming danger, is showing itself to be real, true horror up close. The worst part is that it has no reason - it is not evil, it does not have purpose, it does not serve anyone else. It simply is; nature for nature's sake. And it is much tougher, meaner and stronger than it looks.
Loren's water sails overhead, the Mud Monster barely giving it a glance. Haai's bites and scratches come to nothing, and only the fact that Sunjata is literally submerged within the creature causes some of its mass to slough off.
Phoebe, valiantly fighting with Pim at her side, finally loses some luck, and their ferocity comes to nothing.
And then there is Oliver. Plucky Oliver, still trying to hammer at the creature through the pain. But ultimately the Mud Monster is too single-minded (or indeed mindless) to pay mind to his rocks, but the hybrid gets away from the fight unscathed.
The same cannot be said for many others. Finally seeming to notice Loren as the source of the water, the monster takes a mighty swipe at the summoner - and connects. Indeed, its velocity carries it forward and against the icy wall.
Against it and THROUGH it.
The deafening crack of ice echoes across the festival grounds, and mud pours and pours and pours within.
Chaos ensues.
People run. People are smothered by the muck, crushed by it, drown in it. And shards of ice rain down upon this Fiat Lux parade, injuring many more - some of them fatally.
All attacks MISS apart from Sunjata who HITS. Oliver LEAVES the KQ.
The Mud Monster has broken through the ice wall and has begun to pour into the Fiat Lux festival. This will have lasting consequences on the Hollowed Grounds. Dozens of casualties and deaths will come of this.
Your characters (those not participating in the KQ) may be injured by this event - the exent of which is entirely up to you.
If you would like your character to die as a result of this event, again - entirely up to you.
If you would like the admins to roll to determine what happens to them, you need only let us know.
Oliver took off. However, Loren didn’t have a chance to react as a wall of mud swung his way. As the monster slammed against Loren, the blow staggered him. Pain flashed through him, and the coppery taste of blood filled his mouth as he bit through his tongue Worse, though, the monster finally broke through the wall, and poured onto the festival grounds beyond. As he saw that, the summoner practically screamed out a battle cry.
Taking a deep breath, he centered himself as best he could, and plunged deep into heart of his magic. Then, he pulled on as many of the shards as he could reach, trying to stop them from raining down onto the grounds, transmuting them to water as best he could. Using that water, as well as the rest of water lying around, the Launceleyn blasted the monster with everything he could possibly get his magic on.
Loren tries to stop what ice he can from falling on the festival. He also blasts the monster with all the water he can possibly create, including the remains of the ice wall.
i try to keep it in line, maybe i'm just not the one
He decides one thing very quickly. He fucking hates this mud. Immensely. And as he writhes and tears, he feels a small amount of weight lift. But it’s not enough, not enough as he tries to plow through it. Haai’s howl from above is indication enough of his fear and frustration and pain that seeps across to her. She dives again after missing, after the mud has reached the festival and starts plowing through.
Sunjata, in the meantime, uses his clawed hands to try and pull himself out of the monster — trying to attain some of the damage of the festival through the bruises he can already feel forming. He tries to flap his tail, tries to break the mud apart more, claws and teeth pulling through to try and get to the surface, to get away from the inside of the creature.
Haai tries to claw at it again, Sunjata tries to claw his way out of the mud monster!
but you know i would
SuNJATA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
