Unfortunately for Rodetta, Athinar was halfway back into the aft of the second deck when she threw a fireball. While it was pretty, it did very little, and allowed Athinar to move even farther back, towards the stairs that led up to the maindeck, through the hatch. Ducking behind a support beam, Athinar kept his attention on the hole, but listened for movement behind him.
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@Snagglepuss89 I'M SORRY BRO
@Snagglepuss89 I don't have your superposting abilities, okay! ;~; I'm working on it!
Athinar reacted to the bolt quickly, which, while it was faster than a normal bolt, Athinar was faster than a normal human, so dodging it would be like dodging a normal crossbow bolt at a base human level. Pushing himself to the side, he smiled as he felt the bolt scrape his ribs, drawing a thick line of blood in his side, and cracking one rib.
Licking his lips, he dashed forward, and moving in a serpentine manner, as to dodge any attacks made by Red, Athinar reached the caltrops. Rather than deal with them, he performed two quick slashes on the wooden deck in front of him, blade cutting through like butter, forming an 'X' in the wood. Then, winking at Red, he stomped on the weakened area of the ship's deck, causing a jagged hole three feet in diameter to fall through, right in front of where the caltrops were located, and fell through to the lower deck, landing on his feet as splinters and wood rained around him. Ducking into the shadows of the rotten ship, Athinar lie in wait, shrouded in shadows, watching the hole and listening for Rodetta's heavily armored footsteps.
Licking his lips, he dashed forward, and moving in a serpentine manner, as to dodge any attacks made by Red, Athinar reached the caltrops. Rather than deal with them, he performed two quick slashes on the wooden deck in front of him, blade cutting through like butter, forming an 'X' in the wood. Then, winking at Red, he stomped on the weakened area of the ship's deck, causing a jagged hole three feet in diameter to fall through, right in front of where the caltrops were located, and fell through to the lower deck, landing on his feet as splinters and wood rained around him. Ducking into the shadows of the rotten ship, Athinar lie in wait, shrouded in shadows, watching the hole and listening for Rodetta's heavily armored footsteps.
@Sagittarius Well, the Black Scarabs were all murdered. All of them. Except Naahdira.
Will get a post up today, hopefully.
@Fetzen Well, gargoyles aren't really undead, and the Quaela proper is a place for undead. However, he could possibly rent a room in the Queen's Garden , and the staff can arrange it so that he's not disturbed during the day.
Well, my form of Shamanism is sorta.... a blend of other cultures. If you have read VAT's page, then you'll see the specifics. It's not traditional Shamanism in any sense, but rather, a mixture of Plains Nations, Greco/Roman, Norse, and Inuit mythology.
(Also Uskri's intro post in his CS will shed some light on it, as well.)
A little bit of Japanese Youkai in there as well.
(Also Uskri's intro post in his CS will shed some light on it, as well.)
A little bit of Japanese Youkai in there as well.
@Sagittarius Ah, but would he even know who Naahdira is? She always covered her face when killing people. (Common sense, no?)
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