Author Topic: Shadowhaunt: The Black Crusade (Part III) (Read 67071 times)

Veldanya Venalla · « **Reply #80 on:** December 29, 2016, 02:21:51 AM »

Vildayvin remains silent as the others talk about possibly using the Tamers to break the remaining generals free. His focus is inward on his own thoughts. All this talk of Tamers and freeing monsters made him contemplate about his own "situation". He had his free will yes...no collar or anything bends him to anothers wishes. He was not truly free though. As a Dulluhan he was a servant of Death itself, riding forth to collect and judge souls. Finally his voice slips softly from his cracked and desicated lips, the sound so quiet that he must be more thinking out loud then actually speaking to anyone.

"And if not...then Death shall come calling for them...."

The fallen crusader seems to drift back into himself once more. His head settles down on top of his severed neck as ice and frost seems to coalesce around him, his entire figure icing over until he almost looks like some macabre ice sculpture. As his living companions get some rest, the Dulluhan recuperates in his own way. Small dents and dings in his armor from recent battles slowly reform and disappear under the sheen of frost as he sits unmoving.

Kitharsis · « **Reply #81 on:** January 03, 2017, 02:31:59 PM »

Sun Wu contemplates the discussion as he takes measured sips of his water bottle. Surely an effort like this would have been thought of before, but to what end? The fact that monsters and monstrosities have already been turned by tamers proves such a path is not impossible.

But couldn't the inverse also be true? The Banshee Queen wasn't always in such a form. Dracula may be able to turn the forces of good to darkness, just as the darkness could be turned toward the light.

He corks his bottle with a sigh. Thinking in circles is no use. Wu finds a comfortable spot by the fire and closes his eyes. Perhaps answers would be found in his dreams.

Shadow Chorus · « **Reply #82 on:** January 31, 2017, 02:04:02 PM »

Hours passed quietly as those who could rest did so within the protective confines of the enchanted camp, while one who did not sleep kept silent watch.

Throughout the night, forces of the damned moved through the forest, searching but unable to find the group through the spell keeping them from sight. At one point a pair of wights in that mysterious black armor walked within eyesight of the camp, passing by muttering unintelligibly to each other.

As the hours passed the passing groups of enemy forces became less and less numerous as the search died down, and near the end of the period of rest they had all but disappeared, returning to the fortress from whence they came.

And that is when the sound of beating wings reached the group, rousing some of them from their slumber.

Valorkoth touched down as lightly as he could next to the shielded campsite, his knowing gaze showing that he knew precisely where the hidden group was. As he brought his massive head down to rest on the ground next to the group, it became apparent that something was wrong.

The Warlock who had ridden astride the dragon into battle was nowhere to be seen, and several chunks of scale and flesh were taken out of Valorkoth's hide along his neck and the upper portion of his chest. The wounds did not appear to still be bleeding, as if they had been healed recently, but the scars were still present.

"It is good to see you are well, friends." The dragon's deep voice rumbled as quietly as it could, the sound still sounding as if a rock slide were happening slowly. "But I fear even this shield will not remain safe for long."

Veldanya Venalla · « **Reply #83 on:** February 07, 2017, 04:49:04 AM »

The Dulluhan watched, silent and unmoving, his disembodied head occasionally floating around to "follow" any of investigating soldiers, the decrepit skull remaining well within the sphere. As the sound of beating wings is heard, the undead knight moves for the first time, his head settling once more over his shoulders. His erratic gaze focuses on the dragon, noticing the injuries.....and lack of rider.

"It is good to see you are well, friends." The dragon's deep voice rumbled as quietly as it could, the sound still sounding as if a rock slide were happening slowly. "But I fear even this shield will not remain safe for long."

"Where has your riding companion gone?"

Vil looks around, clearly concerned as the sound of wings and such could have drawn the attention of anyone in the nearby area.

Kitharsis · « **Reply #84 on:** February 07, 2017, 04:55:31 PM »

A rumble shakes his dreams. Blurry eyes open, requiring a number of blinks to gain their focus. The hard ground gave no favors as a bed, yet the rest was well received.

"... But I fear even this shield will not remain safe for long." Valorkoth had returned with a warning, and he appeared worse for the wear. Wu rises to his feet and wastes no time in collecting his things. Traveling light affords one the luxury of a quick escape.

Vil asks after The Warlock, who was ominously absent from the dragon's back. Wu awaits the dragon's response as he prepares to leave their increasingly temporary safe haven.

Daccio · « **Reply #85 on:** February 22, 2017, 08:46:55 PM »

She slept well, having gotten used to sleeping in campaign by now, often on comfy dirt beds. She remained asleep, but ocasionally was alert when one group or another came particularly close to the camp.

Finally the sounds of beating wings roused her, and she sat up, noting finally that the dragon had returned, though he seemed to be missing his rider. Her eyes flickered along the dragon's hide, taking note of the obvious wear and tear of battle.

"Yes, I too wonder where the warlock has gone" she said quietly, standing then, picking her spear up. She had little of anything to take with her, save what she carried on her person. "You look like you've also taken a bit of a beating. Is there anything we can do for you?" She asked

Shadow Chorus · « **Reply #86 on:** March 01, 2017, 06:01:54 PM »

"The Warlock was plucked from my neck in the same assault that injured myself." The dragon explained, his wings unfurling as he seemed to be preparing to move.

"Each of you, astride me. Stealth has been lost and now speed is of the essence. The hunter is prowling and none of us are safe."

Orgarash and Grakul seemed to understand the direness of the situation immediately, and began to climb onto the dragon's neck. Theldorian and Khadmas looked at each other with worried expressions, before assisting Wrynjolf and Shani atop Valorkoth as well.

"Come, warriors." the dragon spoke to the remaining. "We have little time."

Kitharsis · « **Reply #87 on:** March 02, 2017, 04:06:07 PM »

Wu's fears are confirmed. The camp, even with its magical protections, is no longer safe.

Wordlessly, Wu falls in as the group climbs onto the dragon's neck. A hint of unease cracks his inner peace. If the Warlock was plucked from the same perch, how well would a crowd fare?

He casts his worry aside, and places his trust in the dragon's judgment.

Veldanya Venalla · « **Reply #88 on:** March 18, 2017, 03:30:23 AM »

The fallen knight watches as the others mount up the the dragon. Figuring that it would be best if he mounted up last, both due to his ghastly apperance, as well as the rather frigid temperature of his armored form, he waited until the rest had positioned themselves and then effortlessly leaped up onto the back of the dragon and settling in.

"Yes....I am not generally fond of subterfuge and sneakery. Let us bring the battle to them....and should they be of similar mindset to the Banshee Queen.....free them. If not....their names shall ring from my lips and they will finally feel the ice cold embrace of Death."

Daccio · « **Reply #89 on:** March 24, 2017, 11:05:39 AM »

"Very well then." She bowed her head for a moment before looking up to the dragon.

Being able to fly on the back of a dragon. There was something special about that. The warriors she was a part of sought to emulate the dragons and now she would be one with the sky.

Slowly she moved over to mount up,securing her gear on her back to make sure that it didnt fall off. Gently, she ran her hand along the scales as she settled in, something about the creature resonating with her.

Shadow Chorus · « **Reply #90 on:** April 16, 2017, 05:07:33 PM »

Once everyone was atop the dragon, his massive wings beat the air and he launched himself to the sky. Moving at full speed, the wind buffeted the group as he moved with all the expedience he could muster. But it was clear from the onset that something was following. Those with keen eyes could see the rapid shaking of trees below as something tore through the canopy. As the dragon attempted to create distance and speed toward the army, the creature that was following moved directly toward the dragon across the ground.

There was an ear-shattering howl, and something dark launched from the canopy. A massive, armored wolf-beast was hurtling through the air, claws outstretched. The werewolf was on an intercept trajectory with the dragon and soaring fast. Valorkoth jerked suddenly, forcing everyone atop to hold on for dear life as he made a sudden evasive maneuver. The glowing red eyes of the werewolf pierced the darkness as it glared at the group as it passed by, spinning in the air to prepare for landing, and likely for another pass.

"The hunter is swift. I will do my best to evade him without tossing any of you from my back. it will be up to the group of you to fend him off, however!" Valorkoth's voice boomed over the rushing air. The sound of trees being scraped and knocked down came up from below, followed by another howl. The beast was coming again.

Veldanya Venalla · « **Reply #91 on:** April 28, 2017, 03:55:46 AM »

The Dulluhan draws his blade as his decrepit eyes gaze at the werewolf as it passes near them. He prepares himself to do all that he can to ward off the creatures next assault.

"This...shall be interesting."

His head floats downward slightly, his eyes focused on the ground beneath them, his body remaining poised above as he waits.

Daccio · « **Reply #92 on:** April 30, 2017, 10:19:28 AM »

Mizuki held onto the dragon as he performed evasive meneuvers, watching the beast carefully as she could. The dulluhan spoke

"This... shall be interesting"

"You aren't kidding. not quite what I expected"

She grips onto the dragon, turning in her seat, She started taking slow deep breaths, preparing to breath fire with her [Fire Dragon] the next time the werewolf leapt up at them.

Kitharsis · « **Reply #93 on:** May 01, 2017, 09:14:36 AM »

Wu braces as Valorkoth takes evasive maneuvers to avoid the massive werewolf. The Molded Chi technique will come in particularly handy for a fight such as this.

Wordlessly, Wu watches the werewolf's form as it speeds through the forest below. Current guide him, he will do all he can to thwart the beast's attacks.

Shadow Chorus · « **Reply #94 on:** May 11, 2017, 02:20:19 AM »

The next leap came at a perfectly poor opportunity, between beats of the dragon's wings, preventing him from correcting properly. The massive werewolf soaring through the air, claws outstretched. The beast's eyes glared with intense hate, and something about its glare was terrifying, even to the monstrous and the undead, who should feel no fear. The threat of imminent destruction preceded the beast's assault, a terrible wave of sensation that surged forth from the hunter. Perception of time seemed to slow, colors dimmed, drawing all attention to the oncoming attack.

He would be on the group in but a few more heartbeats, but each instant dragged on like hours.

Kitharsis · « **Reply #95 on:** May 11, 2017, 09:01:39 AM »

Wu watches as the werewolf springs from the ground and launches impossibly high. The dragon is between wing beats, unable to maneuver to the best of his ability.

Death is imminent. The steady pool ripples, Wu's focus threatens to break. He has tunnel vision, focusing on the piercing eyes of the werewolf as closes in.

Uncharacteristically, Wu screams. He raises balled fists over his head and swings them down, letting out another yell with effort. The molded Chi follows the motion as it leaves his body. The Chi travels out and attempts to deliver a heavy blow to the werewolf from above. It would most likely not be deadly to such a creature, but it should throw it off course if it connects fully.

Veldanya Venalla · « **Reply #96 on:** May 22, 2017, 05:09:25 PM »

The Dulluhans head spins as the werewolf draws near. the undead knights eyes growing wider as he feels a sense of fear wash over him. The warrior brings his shield around in front of him, setting himself for the incoming strike as his jaw opens wide, unleashing an ear piercing shriek towards the werewolf. He can only hope the sonic attack is enough to throw the creatures aim off, his armor and shield enduring the rest.

Daccio · « **Reply #97 on:** May 29, 2017, 06:07:21 PM »

"Just keep us as steady as possible" she called to the dragon "We will keep this beast off of us" her voice was so confident that it was almost infectious, the nobility in her posture reassuring. She turned as best she could in her seat.

A piercing shriek from the Dulluhan and a scream from Wu causes her to tense a little. Even as they do so, she takes a deep breath in.

A noise begins in the back of her throat almost like a growl, but when she exhales forcefully, a roar like that of a dragon comes forth as well as a great gout of flame, raining down upon the wolf as it lunges for them. [Fire dragon]

Shadow Chorus · « **Reply #98 on:** June 06, 2017, 02:56:07 PM »

The Akavashi noble's confidence was almost reassuring, but while it did not assuage the sheer pressure the beast brought with it on its attack, it did provide the others enough strength of soul to fight back. As the noble exhales a gout of flame, the Monk assails with a wave of Chi and the Dullahan unleashes a sonic shriek. The combined might of these attacks seems to do little in the way of actually harming the hunter, who merely crosses his arms before his face and charges through, but their combined force seems to have thrown off his aim. He sailed down, below the dragon, out of reach of his claws as he swiped viciously at the air. A growl echoed through the night sky as he descended.

"Hold on tightly, warriors." Valorkoth bellowed over the force of the wind. "This shall be a dangerous maneuver." The dragon began to gain altitude, its nose tilting upward slightly as it rose higher into the sky.

A howl echoed from down below and the Hunter was in the air again, launching himself toward the projected path of the dragon.

Then the dragon turned itself vertically downward, wrapping its wings close to itself, and began to drop like an arrow, spinning a corkscrew in its descent. The wings wrapped around the dragon in such a way as to provide a small amount of cover to the heroes on his back, but the spin was no less disorienting and could still threaten to throw them from his back should their grip fail them. Not to mention the quick stop.

Just as the dragon was about to reach the treeline it righted itself in the air, wings extending and catching full sails of wind beneath them, halting its descent and beginning to climb again, the Hunter having launched himself clean past the dragon and further away. It would take some reorienting to find the Dragon once more, but who knows exactly how much time that maneuver has bought.

Veldanya Venalla · « **Reply #99 on:** July 14, 2017, 02:06:31 PM »

"Hold on tightly, warriors."

The undead knight quickly sheathes his blade and does just that, a gauntleted hand clamping down on whatever he can. As the dragon performs the dizzying dive he grips tightly, his unholy strength working to maintain his placement on the giant winged creature. As Valorkoth stops the descent and begins to climb once more the Dulluhan eases his grip as his head spins about looking for any sign of the hunter.

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Author Topic: Shadowhaunt: The Black Crusade (Part III) (Read 67071 times)