Location:
Human Village
@Psyker Landshark@Asuras@VitaVitaAR
“...I knew you three were…different, but this…” The moment Aleksiya formed a spear of ice in her hands, the room collectively grew quiet, aside from the distant sounds of someone fighting outside and the very near howls of beasts below. Some murmured to themselves. Demons. Witches. Monsters. Beasts. It seemed that such an action may have put the already distraught humans on edge a bit.
Could they do anything about it? No, not really.
“...If you go down there, I’m still barricading the door.” Giles replied coolly. “Do what you want, but if so much as one slips up here…I refuse to let them reach us.” The man said, stalwartly standing his ground in front of the others. Supposing they didn’t say anything to the contrary, Giles would do exactly that, order the rest of the people to use what they could to strap down the door as the vampires who went, slowly descended into the houses’ basement.
The smell of blood quickly met the two’s nose.
The basement, while it was likely once a simple storage room or perhaps a small club or rec area in ages past, had been enlarged by what was likely years and years of work. Once wooden walls had been dismantled and the room expanded to allow for more people to comfortably be down here. Many boxes for storage could also be seen here, as could some of those silvery lamps that seemed to hold some sort of off-putting holy light. Many bedrolls and mats had been in the process of being laid out on the wooden floor and several tunnels had been carved, leading elsewhere under the village.
Curiously, off to one side there was what was ostensibly some sort of farm growing scraggly, somewhat unappetizing but still edible vegetables in the ground. A large silver lamp had been hung over it like a chandelier.
But of course, all of this was likely just background noise to what the vampires were witnessing currently. A large humanoid looking beast with fleshy, weak looking wings was currently feasting on the corpse of a human. Another one, looking some mix of wolf and deer was standing at the start of the soil field, hissing and growling at…a handful of people that were fear stricken, hugging the back wall tightly.
The beast didn’t seem like it wanted to go further into the field.
They could hear more shouts coming down from the only tunnel that extended off, along with the roar of beasts.
Location:
Forest of Beasts
@Click This
As the gorebat would drain the large creature, it was occupied for the next few seconds of Giselle’s fight. It would likely not be getting up again - gorebats could drain a being of blood in mere seconds.
The hound charging her would go down, howling in pain as the bullet would lodge itself in its head, though not out completely as it’d follow through, hoping to latch onto her leg but would, in a way that it hadn’t quite intended. Giselle’s foot slammed into its head, sending it flying away with a sickening crack, breaking whatever bones it had. Thankfully, it didn’t after.
The momentum would carry her to avoid the creatures main charge, one of her bullets finding its mark but merely seemed to agitate the creature as it’d dig its hooves into the ground, immediately pivoting, using its own momentum to turn itself immediately back around, continuing its charge towards Giselle.
This was about the time the first creature had gotten back to its feet, burned, half dead, but still very much a danger. It shrieked, leaping to the side, trying to flan, swiping its claws in long, fast, sweeping motions in an attempt to grab her. The hounds remained an annoyance, aiming to pin her bite her ankles it seemed.
Location:
Human Village, River
@Pyromania99
“There aint nothin’ to be devout to!” Julene shouted back as Akyasha would leave through a back door. “Lights, that lady is more suspicious than them ‘society’ folks…” She’d grumble as she’d make sure a bolt was loaded inside her crossbow. Julene, indeed seem to have this. The shambling undead seemed more than eager to rush towards the singular living being they could see. They’d shuffle and shamble into the old, burned out house. Juele smirked as she’d climb up to a second floor, the old, creaky stairs barely holding her weight.
“I almost wish ye freaks were edible.” Julene laughed as she’d watch them make a beeline towards her. Instead of waiting around though, she’d leap off an old railing, grabbing a conveniently tied rope as she’d use it to slide to the ground floor once more…and as she did so, she’d fire another bolt at a barrel sitting on the second floor.
Immediately, the entire upper floor of the building caught on fire as a holy explosion rocked its upper floor. It’d quickly spread to the bottom floor, too…there was just one problem Akyasha could see from outside, that Julene could not.
A gargled, harrowing roar came from not far away. Akyasha could see it - it looked like some sort of large…amalgamation of seaweed, skeletons, and fish parts. One skeletal hand grafted onto a fleshy body covered in fish scales, hunched over and in one hand what appeared to be an old ship cannon while in its skeletal hand was grasped what could only be described as an old ship mast. Its face was smooshed, looking something like a mix between a humanoid and a fish.
It made a beeline towards the now burning house just as Juelne was heading for the exit.
Location:
Pirates End
@crimson Paladin
The anchor was launched, hurtling through the air - and through the waterlogged undead. It careened towards the group, and one of the few available paths one could take. Unable to avoid it, the skeletons were crushed under its hefty weight, completely knocked their torsos from their legs as the makeshift weapon would ultimately end up crashing through a waterlogged ship hull before disappearing far beneath the roiling sea.
If Cynthia was impressed or thought anything of Argus’ show of throwing an anchor about, she didn’t show it. It was good timing, if nothing else. The moment he’d clear a path, the creature below slammed into the wooden planks once more, throwing some skeletons off balance and into the briny depths below.
Cynthia herself was right behind Argus, using her spear as a polevualt to launch herself over a group of skeletons, landing right next to him and without missing a beat, broke into a sprint.
“Watch your step! That thing is getting closer!” She’d shout, cutting through a skeleton that useless tried to fire one of its waterlogged pistols - conveniently allowing Argus to swipe it as his own as the creature would fall, and true as Cynthia had said, another solid thump came from below - almost as if whatever it was under them was testing the waters, trying to keep track of them, perhaps?
The thump was quickly followed by one of the platforms under argus and Cynthia being grabbed from below and
pulled under water.
“Keep moving!” She’d shout - they were about halfway now, towards that fallen mast. As Argus would keep moving, another platform directly under him would be yanked under the water, as more undead would be still chasing and congregating around them. One would attempt throwing a net over Argus, and more would go in with their swords to aim to both decapitate and maim.
Cynthia would heft her spear, launching it towards a group - impaling several on it before the spear would impale itself and the skeletal creatures on a nearby mast that was sticking up out of the water.
Argus could see just barely a hint of a somewhat smug smile on her lips as she’d run to retrieve it.
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