[IC] The Room

[Overlord Thraka]

*Horus frowns and looks outside to see the wrecked bot*
Horus: Hm. Well then. Alright. John! You seem to know what that thing was, care to share that information?
*He follows John to the bar but doesn't take a seat or a drink, instead looking sternly expectant down at John*

*The woman looks after Horus as he walks off, seeming in awe before turning back to the barbarians*
Woman: I Xan. I from far away place. Stranger here, not like. Want to go home but cannot. I come here not by choice, but now I here.
*She shrugs in a "what-can-you-do?" gesture and winces as her shoulder twinges*
Xan: I come to this place because told was safe. Not so safe after all... Blood Feasters... But Eldari! Never seen one have I! Who be he?
*She goes into a string of rapid speak in her language, seemingly to wonder over Horus.*

[Vulkan 707]

*John sits drinking, and turns to regard Horus.*
John: Oh, those were bad guys. I killed them.
*Goes back to his drink, and relights his cigar.*

---
*One of the creatures arms is severed, and it howls with rage.*
*It then swings with it's free arm towards Lecter, trying to drive it's crystal spear through his chest.*

[PrinceAlexus]

*Furia looks at the woman unsure at the description of Horus.*

Place... We know, we not know this place, new. Not know of safe or not only that we hunted by bear lord.

*Nonac mods*
That... Not know what people he is. Name of Horus... We know nothing of this.. Eldari tribe...

We new to this area too. Yes vampier, we saw a beast who drink blood.. Shoot shard of glass...

Dangerous beast.
*groans slightly as shoulder took a heavy wound*
It too dangerous to slay alone.

[2BlackJack1]

*Lecter tries to move away from the spear and gets skewered through the gut by it*
*The Devil Hunter grunts and lets his pistol slip through his fingers before fumbling for something in his coat*
Lecter: Might not... be a Devil, but this should hurt like Hell.

*Karma, pleased with the deaths, turns to find something of her own to hunt, but winces as Lecter is injured*

[Overlord Thraka]

*Horus frowns*
Horus: I know they were bad guys. But what I'd like to know is why they were here and who they are.
*He crosses his arms impatiently*

*Xan frowns*
Xan: Bearlord? What Bearlord?

[PrinceAlexus]

*Nonac sits down and looka grim *

A bearlord, warlord, reaver. He attack our lands, we fight, but tribe cannot beat large army. We scatter, he hunt us to death. Victory will be slow. But victory.

We will survive, they cannot last winter, they know not the land. We will return and reclaim lands when cold comes.

*Furia nods*
When winter come we hunt man, there supply lines, they need to cart food, ice, rock, there keeps will starve .

They know not hoe to hunt or endure in our homeland.

Bearlord.. We know him as the reaver, a great black bear, werelord.
Warlord, seeks only to kill.

[Vulkan 707]

*The creature presses the attack, and tries to force Lecter onto the ground.*
*He doesn't notice what he doing with his jacket, and small object.*

---
*John sighs.*
John: They are the order of the Baduum. Evil corporation I used to work for, now I work for the resistance.
*He rolls his shoulders, and shurgs.*
John: If they come back let me know, I'll take care of it.

---
*Jillian comes back from the forest smoking her cigarette.*
*She hums a tune as she goes.*

[2BlackJack1]

*Lecter grunts again and sinks to one knee, trying to not get bisected by the creature*
*The Devil Hunter finds what he's looking for, and pulls out a small glass vial with a glowing liquid in it*
Lecter: Be seeing you.
*Lecter smashes the vial against the spear, causing an explosion of Holy Water to fly in every direction. Lecter grimaces as his skin begins to melt and bubble while his body attempts to heal his wounds*

[Overlord Thraka]

*Xan nods*
Xan: I know name not. Sounds bad.
*After a little bit she looks around and slowly, carefully, stands one one leg, pulling herself up the couch. Her stomach growls hungrily as she awkwardly moves towards the kitchen, hopping and using whatever furniture she can find to support her weight*
Xan: Ay havath evirn. (I smell food) Feast?
*She hobbles into the kitchen and collapses into a chair, looking around at the food*

*Horus frowns*
Horus: Resistance huh? Is there a signup-sheet?

*After some time Iris pokes her head out of her room, then creeps towards Hanna's and knocks*
Iris: H-hanna? Are you in there?

[LemonZest1337]

*Iris gets no response from inside Hanna's room*

[PrinceAlexus]

*Furia grabs a crossbow from their room and heads on out*
Il go check the traps close to room.
Should be something for fur or food.
*too busy jogging by to notice Iris much and more concerned about eating*

*Nonac nods cursing his wounded shoulder not liking use*
Damned vampire monster. One day I will have to settle that score.

*cooks some meat one handed stabing a knife into a hunk, holding over a hob till safe to eat and tearing into it like a Barbarian*

Still not like wild...
*sits down demolishing a large steak nut annoyed he not in a condition to hunt*

[Vulkan 707]

*John frowns.*
John: Yeah, they are now accepting bird head gods. So I'm sure you will find a place.

---
*The creature roars in rage, and purple smoke seems to rise from where the water splashed him.*
*It backs away from Lecter, leaving his spear in him.*
Creature: Ik'dakva alonda shvard!
*It then flees into the woods.*

---
*Jillian is on the other side of the forest so does not see the monster.*

[Overlord Thraka]

*Horus rolls his eyes but chuckles*
Horus: Please, John. I've been aiding humans for millennia, why should I not aide your cause?

*Xan's mouth waters at the steak. She uses a chair much like a old person's walker and cooks a large deal of meat like Nonac did.*
*She then digs into the meat with little noises of enjoyment as she feasts*

*Depending on where Jillian is she might see spatters of old blood or something from when Mergoux was dragged off*

[2BlackJack1]

*Lecter watches the beast flee, his face repeatedly melting and reforming while steam pours from his body*
Lecter: Catch you... later.
*The Devil Hunter pulls the spear out of him and tosses it aside before slumping over*
Lecter: Karma... get your ass over here.

*The familiar forms from the shadows near Lecter, watching him intently*
Lecter: Track Mergoux. We find out what happened to her, then this thing dies. And... Good work, with John.
*Karma takes off after Mergoux's trail, leaving Lecter behind*

[Overlord Thraka]

*Xan limps over to a sofa and passes out*

*At first Mergoux's trail is just heavy bootprints, but then there's signs of a struggle. On the ground are random bits of Mergoux's armor, a large number of crossbow bolts having spilled from their quiver and a great deal of blood. Onwards towards the mountains leads a bloody trail of someone obviously being dragged*

[Vulkan 707]

*John chuckles.*
John: I have no clue how to get home, but I'll give you a recommendation if it ever get home.
*He sighs, and sits back.*
John: Also thanks for running away, that robot was real close to killing you! I was worried.
*He grins with, and puffs on his cigar.*

---
*The creature stumbles into the woods, and keeps cackling his dark language.*
*It finds a safe place in the woods, and pulls out the a crystal spear from his back, then stabs it into the soft earth. It goes about making a circle with his strange crystal spears.*

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*Jillian walks into the room, and frowns at the smell of blood.*
Jillian: Is there trouble?

[2BlackJack1]

*Lecter remains slumped over while his body undoes the damage done to him*
Lecter: Better not be dead...
*The Devil Hunter groans as the armored figure, Be'lak, steps into his peripheral vision*
Outdone by a simple Visitor. You disappoint your heritage, Lecter.

*Karma follows Mergoux's blood trail, her sense of smell guiding her easily through the woods, and towards the mountains*

[Overlord Thraka]

*Horus nods*
Horus: Aye. I'd be happy to help.
*He looks pained at the mention of his running away*
Horus: I.. need a weapon... But I didn't run out of fear... Iris needed me..
*He sighs and sits down, then grabs himself a bottle of rum and chugs it in one.*

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*The trail eventually leads to a cave, set into the side of a mountain. There are numerous paw-prints around the cave but no human footprints or bootprints. The cave curves slowly so that Karma might only see a few yards down it before losing sight, but a faint glow comes from inside.*

[2BlackJack1]

*Lecter slowly rises to his feet, his free hand covering his wound. Anger is in his gray eyes as he stares at Be'lak, and his grip tightens on his blade*
Lecter: You will die, Be'lak.
*Be'lak cocks his head slightly, his features hidden by his hood*
You address me by name. Why not by who I am to you? Accept what you are.
*Lecter grimaces and takes a step towards Be'lak, wincing as he does so*
Lecter: You are a monster to me. A beast.
*Be'lak snorts at Lecter's comment, watching him with amusement as the Devil Hunter lunges forward. Be'lak moves forwards as well, grabbing Lecter by his wrist to catch the blade, and his other hand wraps around Lecter's throat*
Then what does that make you?
*Be'lak give an ugly laugh as he throws Lecter into a tree, and the Devil Hunter's head slumps forwards*
Still weak. You have to be strong, Lecter. Your life demands it.

*Karma slows her approach, staying to the shadows as she makes her way through the cave*
*As the familiar moves, she seems to blend with the shadows, literally becoming one with them*

[Overlord Thraka]

*Around the bend is a rather lavishly decorated room with large Persian rugs strewn over the rocky floor, piles of rich purple pillows and at one end a ornate thrown, carved from the rock itself. The room is lit not by torches, but by what appear to be several miniature suns, about 2 inches in diameter, that give the place a rich tone of soft golden light. They float up against the high ceiling, but give off more than enough light. The scent of incense is strong about the place and there's almost a thin haze of smoke floating in the air. Against one side of the circular chamber are two openings leading further into the cave system*
*On a pile of pillows rests a young, powerfully built man, wearing little more than breeches and a belt to keep them up. He's snoring loudly and several empty golden plates of food lie about him, along with a large half-empty jug of wine.*