Sarpedon

Overlords. (Sarpedon/Sanquin)

Sanguine doubted Oliver's confidence that their opponent would surrender. The Paladin supposed he would just have to prove it to her. For now he let her do the interrogating, as the last thing they needed was a divided front with a hostile audience. Of course, they didn't get much, and quickly enough the soldier fell back on the belief that the pair of interlopers would soon be dead. He couldn't have been further from the truth. At the vampire's suggestion, Oliver shoved the captive toward the approaching undead, following that up with a boot to the man's ass so he was sent sprawling in front of the monstrosity.

"Let's go talk to some villagers." he agreed. "You might want to raise some more of the dead if you can, though. If he's right, and someone more important is going to show up, it wouldn't hurt to have some scrubs around to soak up some attention. Plus there's plenty of dead people with armour and weapons already. No sense letting it all go to waste." Of course he wanted to know what was going on so he could do something about it. But if they were about to encounter a boss-quality enemy he didn't want to be going in unprepared. Whether she did or not, Oliver had a signal of his own to send. He extended his arms upward at forty-five degree angles and let his head tilt back as he stood up on his toes. He held the pose for a brief moment, and then a beam of golden light speared down from the heavens, illuminating the Paladin. He felt the warm glow of Pelor's light wash over him, and after a long pause, he lowered himself slowly from his toes, the light fading by the time he was back on flat feet. His arms dropped to his side, and the warrior took a deep breath. "Shall we?" he figured he would let the woman in charge lead the way...

Overlords. (Sarpedon/Sanquin)

Oliver worked tirelessly to defend the people of the village. After his first foray into the slaughter, the soldiers were mostly kind enough to gather up and try to kill him all at once. It meant almost all of them weren't terrorizing anyone else, so he wasn't going to argue. The only reason he didn't just light them all on fire immediately was because he didn't want the people of the village to have to put up with such an awful smell. He waded through the first dozen before he realized there were cavalry still riding around making asses of themselves. At that point he let out a horrifying roar and the remaining soldiers, who'd gathered up spears and looked like they had wanted to try and rush him all at once and turn the Paladin in to a pincushion, burned up from the inside until flames shot from their eyes, noses, and mouths. As they collapsed, he vaulted over them, grabbing up a pair of loose spears and hurling them simultaneously into the backs of two cavalrymen who had no idea what was going on. That got the attention of their compatriots, and the rest of the squadron wheeled in a surprisingly disciplined fashion.

"I wonder how many people I can set on fire?" he mumbled to himself. He had plenty of hate stored up for the sorts of people that preyed on the weak, so he let some more out at the invaders, and the whole formation suddenly charged directly into a wall of fire. All that came out the other side was ash. And still, there were more soldiers. It was like a whole army had invaded the tiny hamlet. He was about to start considering drawing his sword to kill people faster when he heard screaming about a monster. He spun a couple of times before he realized they were talking about him. He laughed as he spotted Sanguine, and jogged over to the Guild Master. On the way he remembered her request that he keep one of the invaders alive, and was luckily given the opportunity to clothesline a fleeing soldier. By the time the man's back hit the ground, he was on top of him. The Paladin was careful to not do any permanent damage as he smacked the poor bastard into submission. Then he dragged him, by his collar, back to his feet, so they could go talk to Sanguine.

"They're routed. I don't think we need to murder all of them..." he offered. Probably a strange sentiment coming from a man who'd just roasted a large number of people alive. But he'd been doing it for a good cause. The vampire looked like she was doing it on a whim. "Hopefully this one can tell us who to talk to about accepting a surrender." he added, viciously shaking the man when he felt like he might try to escape...

Overlords. (Sarpedon/Sanquin)

Could be. I tried some Dark Souls but I can't seem to git gud so I just ended up getting ganked over and over. The Forest Hunters aren't all they are cracked up to be...

Overlords. (Sarpedon/Sanquin)

I do, don't get me wrong. That's why I'm confused. I love writing fight scenes.

Overlords. (Sarpedon/Sanquin)

Sorry, having some motivation issues. Not sure why.

Triumph and Treachery

@TrenchScavenger You could be a demolitions marine?

I'm going to go ahead and shotgun the marksman position unless a door gunner spot opens up.

Overlords. (Sarpedon/Sanquin)

"That's the idea." Oliver replied, doing his best not to snap at the Guild Master while she wasted time whispering. He nodded at her request, hoped she didn't eat the children or sic a zombie on them, and sprinted off to end the invasion single-handedly. The first thing he came across in the village was a half-dozen soldiers cornering a group of villagers. The villagers were holding their assailants at bay by doing their best to imitate a hedge made of sharp farming equipment, but they lacked shields, and the soldiers were obviously lacking patience. When he saw one of them start fumbling with a crossbow, the Paladin didn't hesitate.

He didn't even slow down, instead the warrior dropped his shoulder, and bowled over three of the raiders, barely retaining his own feet by lodging his knife in the back of a forth soldier's neck. He wrenched it free unceremoniously, and whirled on the two soldiers he had only surprised. They had their swords out and now their attention was fully on the newcomer. A horrific mistake for them, considering how close they were still standing to the pitchfork-brandishing townsfolk. One of them took a farming implement to the throat, and he collapsed as the terrified villagers descended on the other fallen soldiers. Oliver advanced aggressively and gutted the last standing opponent without mercy.

Then a trio of horse-riding soldiers came rushing around a corner. They looked like they were probably officers. Two of them had lances, and the third had a rather nasty-looking, long-handled axe. He didn't have time to play games, and shifted his stance, extending his free hand toward the newcomers. "Burn!" he roared, and they all errupted into flames. This panicked their horses, and the poor beasts stampeded through another group of soldiers, who had clearly intended to sneak up on and gank the interloper. Oliver felt the need to keep moving, to ensure that no other innocents were getting killed, but he had to put down this group first. Only one of them was still alive, though, so that made his job easier. Three had been trampled by the horses, and a fourth had caught fire when he touched the magical flames. Not in the mood for a fair fight, he cocked his arm back, and whipped his kukri into the man's chest. It tumbled through the air, rotating fully before ripping right through his armour, and his breastbone, leaving a mortal wound that the Paladin only worsened by cruelly freeing his knife with a good deal of twisting and wrenching while bracing his foot against the dying man's chest.

Then he was off. Oliver was not going to stand idly by while there were more enemies to put down. Indeed, if Sanguine spent too long messing about with the dead, he'd have the whole place liberated before she even showed up...

Overlords. (Sarpedon/Sanquin)

Oliver tilted his head back and rolled it back and forth, cracking his neck before he stepped through the portal that appeared in front of him. There were children running in their general direction, and he got the feeling that the armoured man behind them was the reason for that. Everyone stopped dead when a Paladin appeared. He lacked a surcoat, and bore no indication of his allegiance beyond the icon in the hilt of his greatsword. That didn't seem to phase the soldier behind the girls, though. He immediately started shouting about killing them.

"You couldn't kill me if I let you." the warrior replied with a sneer. That got the reaction that he wanted, and the man who'd been chasing children around picked someone closer to his weight class. Unfortunately for the poor bastard, he was now punching upward at a significant angle. Oliver swayed out of the way of his first cut, letting his massive sword swing him out of the way of the blow, while simultaneously reaching for his knife.

The soldier was quick, he deserved props for that, but he wasn't nearly quick enough to get the drop on his opponent. The Paladin had a firm grip on his kukri by the time his enemy had made the mental adjustments necessary to try and get a hit in on the warrior he faced, and when the sword arced toward him this time, the Cleric didn't move out of the way. His left hand shot out and latched onto the soldier's wrist. Then his right hand appeared out of nowhere, whipping around and bringing his knife down on the man's arm. He didn't swing with full force, though, and very deliberately got the blade lodged halfway through his enemy's arm. While the would-be child-killer screamed and dropped his weapon, Oliver reversed his grip on the knife, and wrenched it free, elbowing the man in the throat at the same time. A rapid follow-up buried the blade in his opponent's throat, and the man collapsed once the Paladin relinquished his grip.

Oliver wanted to know more about what was going on, but was pretty sure it made more sense to go and save the villagers before he started asking questions. He figured they could explain what was going on once they had been saved from their attackers. Unless Sanguine had some very good points in the next second or two he was going to start running toward the sounds of one-sided battle.

Triumph and Treachery

@StoneWolf I look forward to it.

Overlords. (Sarpedon/Sanquin)

Yup. It was good. Gotta do a bunch of stuff today, so I really needed it.