Danyel
datadogie
The Red Seelie
rush99999
Xiro Zean
Cu Chulainn
Alfhedil
Ojiro Mashirao
Gerlando
Izurich
Location: Alavaris
Ancient Garden
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The ball of ice formed, slamming into the undead’s head with force enough to crack its skull open, making a large gash across the top of its head but not enough to put it down. Giselle followed up with her lance, the point of the weapon aiming for the wretched undead’s ‘heart’. Impact. The lance struck its target. The creature wailed, but there was no heart or blood beating in the creature's chest for her to eviscerate.
It writhed on the end of her lance, screeching once again.
And from the stairs beyond, they could hear a few shallow groans and raspy gurgles of more undead as some more fleshy zombies wearing what seemed to be old armor and weapons made their way down the stairs.
Had this screeching one alerted them? They’d have only a few moments to gather more weapons here should it suit them. Giselle would find a nice selection once she had completely ended the one on her lance. Old, but still serviceable enough swords of varying lengths, spears, even a few war hammers.
Akyasha would have a somewhat easier time. The ghost that had been attempting to choke the vampire out would soon find the tables being easily turned on it. Making a simple pair of blood-knuckles to smack something with was easy enough, the warm crimson liquid covering the entirety of her hand as she reached out, twisting the ghosts hand from her neck.
It hissed a ghostly wail as she’d pull it closer, promptly slamming another fist right into its spectral face without pausing so much to get even a good look at it before it’d shortly dissipate into an ethereal dust. No doubt it’d be back soon enough without a proper sending off of some sort, but for now the ghost had lost its physical form.
As she’d leave the building she’d be pleased to find the skeletal monstrosity had dragged itself back down the road. Most of the undead too, had fallen silent and had either gone into some sort of slumber or disappeared back into the houses or back with the skeletal creature.
As she’d head down the road back towards the gate however, she’d notice something odd.
Where an alleyway presumably existed on the opposite side of the street, Akyasha would notice something perhaps a little intriguing. A swarm of rats, scurrying down the alleyway. Large, over sized things with beady red eyes and fur as black as night almost as if they were shadows themselves. They disappeared shortly afterwards, down the alleyway.
Well...it was probably nothing at all, but they certainly might help alleviate some blood thirst if you could get some...
If not, then she’d easily arrive back at Aleksiya and Giselle soon just as the other undead began making their way down the stairs.
Location: Alavaris
Squalid Ruins
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The beasts head slammed into the ground with a mighty thud, kicking up dust and debris as it seemed entirely unfazed by the fact it just headbutted the ancient stone bridge. As he dodged one way, the beast would slide its head and long neck across the bridge, trying to seemingly shove Dragan off of it, only for the vampire to successfully leap out of the way. The armored vampire would thus lash out with his rapier…
And miss entirely.
Well, sort of.
The blade of the weapon seemed to bounce off something that was unseen, directing the blade from its eye socket down the side of its serpentine skill across what felt almost like some sort of smooth armor or perhaps hide. It seemed there was some sort of invisible barrier protecting the things bones.
A low growl followed as the beast was suddenly assaulted from a second source. Illena’s claws would fare just as well as Dragan’s rapier had. Her claws never reached the bones, instead seemingly gripped what felt like some sort of smooth, hardened armor or carapace. The creature reared its head back, contracting its meter’s long neck as it pulled itself away from Illena and her shadowy claws.
Another roar that shook the air as it raised its long neck once more, not giving Illena or Dragan much time to strategize as it darted forward nimbly, mouth agape as it attempted to bite Dragan in two and it was too quick for him to merely dodge out of the way.
Ancient Garden
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The ball of ice formed, slamming into the undead’s head with force enough to crack its skull open, making a large gash across the top of its head but not enough to put it down. Giselle followed up with her lance, the point of the weapon aiming for the wretched undead’s ‘heart’. Impact. The lance struck its target. The creature wailed, but there was no heart or blood beating in the creature's chest for her to eviscerate.
It writhed on the end of her lance, screeching once again.
And from the stairs beyond, they could hear a few shallow groans and raspy gurgles of more undead as some more fleshy zombies wearing what seemed to be old armor and weapons made their way down the stairs.
Had this screeching one alerted them? They’d have only a few moments to gather more weapons here should it suit them. Giselle would find a nice selection once she had completely ended the one on her lance. Old, but still serviceable enough swords of varying lengths, spears, even a few war hammers.
Akyasha would have a somewhat easier time. The ghost that had been attempting to choke the vampire out would soon find the tables being easily turned on it. Making a simple pair of blood-knuckles to smack something with was easy enough, the warm crimson liquid covering the entirety of her hand as she reached out, twisting the ghosts hand from her neck.
It hissed a ghostly wail as she’d pull it closer, promptly slamming another fist right into its spectral face without pausing so much to get even a good look at it before it’d shortly dissipate into an ethereal dust. No doubt it’d be back soon enough without a proper sending off of some sort, but for now the ghost had lost its physical form.
As she’d leave the building she’d be pleased to find the skeletal monstrosity had dragged itself back down the road. Most of the undead too, had fallen silent and had either gone into some sort of slumber or disappeared back into the houses or back with the skeletal creature.
As she’d head down the road back towards the gate however, she’d notice something odd.
Where an alleyway presumably existed on the opposite side of the street, Akyasha would notice something perhaps a little intriguing. A swarm of rats, scurrying down the alleyway. Large, over sized things with beady red eyes and fur as black as night almost as if they were shadows themselves. They disappeared shortly afterwards, down the alleyway.
Well...it was probably nothing at all, but they certainly might help alleviate some blood thirst if you could get some...
If not, then she’d easily arrive back at Aleksiya and Giselle soon just as the other undead began making their way down the stairs.
Location: Alavaris
Squalid Ruins
@Psyker Landshark@Asuras@Erode
The beasts head slammed into the ground with a mighty thud, kicking up dust and debris as it seemed entirely unfazed by the fact it just headbutted the ancient stone bridge. As he dodged one way, the beast would slide its head and long neck across the bridge, trying to seemingly shove Dragan off of it, only for the vampire to successfully leap out of the way. The armored vampire would thus lash out with his rapier…
And miss entirely.
Well, sort of.
The blade of the weapon seemed to bounce off something that was unseen, directing the blade from its eye socket down the side of its serpentine skill across what felt almost like some sort of smooth armor or perhaps hide. It seemed there was some sort of invisible barrier protecting the things bones.
A low growl followed as the beast was suddenly assaulted from a second source. Illena’s claws would fare just as well as Dragan’s rapier had. Her claws never reached the bones, instead seemingly gripped what felt like some sort of smooth, hardened armor or carapace. The creature reared its head back, contracting its meter’s long neck as it pulled itself away from Illena and her shadowy claws.
Another roar that shook the air as it raised its long neck once more, not giving Illena or Dragan much time to strategize as it darted forward nimbly, mouth agape as it attempted to bite Dragan in two and it was too quick for him to merely dodge out of the way.
