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12-08-2014, 04:25 PM
GAUCHO
& if we should die tonight then we should all die together
& if we should die tonight then we should all die together
He had sent his sleuth to try and find the evasive child, but the bat winged spy had come back empty handed. The Sultan could not deny that he was partially relieved. Trying to capture her by using silence and deception seemed ... cheap, and yet fitting of her position. In his previous herd there had been no such position as the one Silk held, there was simply no need for it. If there was a conflict to resolve it was done with bone, and teeth, and blood, as it would be now.
The Wildfire moved swiftly, fueled by an uneasy certainty that what was about to occur would not be resolved quickly or without bloodshed.
He was relieved at least that Frostfall had departed and their Sun God had taken his place in the sky once again. High above the rays cast down by their deity's power warmed Gaucho's back as he flew North. He wasn't sure how icy the Basin would be, but it didn't matter.
For too long the Basin's evils had gone unanswered. For too long they had targeted the Throat, although never before had Gaucho been in a position to answer.
But he was now.
Landing, his stormy gaze rose to the giant machine that lingered at the entrance. Snorting undaunted, Gaucho strode forward although maintained a respectful distance. The art of war was not one to be taken lightly, nor sloppily, and Gaucho would respect the treatises written in blood that dictated its customs. Rearing upon fresh grasses, Gaucho shot an arch of flames into the air - fanning outwards thirty feet - followed promptly by another. 5 large eagle-sized birds bloomed and poured from his antlers, taking wing and moving soundlessly into the midday sky; their bodies burning as bright signals of who waited at the Basin gates.
"PINK SPY." The Wildfire's voice boomed, resonating across the barren landscape. "HERE. NOW."
Confidence rippled across Gaucho's muscled body. He was here to defend the honour of his herd, and those who had died. He was not here for pride or glory. This was not meant to become a story or feed the rumor mill. But the pink spy had acted against his herd, and she would pay for her crimes.
Challenging @[Hotaru] !
For the failed attempts at stealing members of his herd (Brit okay'd him knowing), and for desecrating the dead bodies of those who have shown up murdered (two of which were Throat members). If Gaucho is successful Hotaru will become a prisoner of the Throat. Consequently Confutatis would also go free as she is held by Hotaru.
Summary: Arrives at the Basin borders. Calls for Hotaru,
Setting: Midday and clear. The area is relatively clear of snow, although some areas are still sloppy from melting snow.
Attack: 0/4
WC: 376
Timeline: Regular challenge timeline.
The Wildfire moved swiftly, fueled by an uneasy certainty that what was about to occur would not be resolved quickly or without bloodshed.
He was relieved at least that Frostfall had departed and their Sun God had taken his place in the sky once again. High above the rays cast down by their deity's power warmed Gaucho's back as he flew North. He wasn't sure how icy the Basin would be, but it didn't matter.
For too long the Basin's evils had gone unanswered. For too long they had targeted the Throat, although never before had Gaucho been in a position to answer.
But he was now.
Landing, his stormy gaze rose to the giant machine that lingered at the entrance. Snorting undaunted, Gaucho strode forward although maintained a respectful distance. The art of war was not one to be taken lightly, nor sloppily, and Gaucho would respect the treatises written in blood that dictated its customs. Rearing upon fresh grasses, Gaucho shot an arch of flames into the air - fanning outwards thirty feet - followed promptly by another. 5 large eagle-sized birds bloomed and poured from his antlers, taking wing and moving soundlessly into the midday sky; their bodies burning as bright signals of who waited at the Basin gates.
"PINK SPY." The Wildfire's voice boomed, resonating across the barren landscape. "HERE. NOW."
Confidence rippled across Gaucho's muscled body. He was here to defend the honour of his herd, and those who had died. He was not here for pride or glory. This was not meant to become a story or feed the rumor mill. But the pink spy had acted against his herd, and she would pay for her crimes.
Challenging @[Hotaru] !
For the failed attempts at stealing members of his herd (Brit okay'd him knowing), and for desecrating the dead bodies of those who have shown up murdered (two of which were Throat members). If Gaucho is successful Hotaru will become a prisoner of the Throat. Consequently Confutatis would also go free as she is held by Hotaru.
Summary: Arrives at the Basin borders. Calls for Hotaru,
Setting: Midday and clear. The area is relatively clear of snow, although some areas are still sloppy from melting snow.
Attack: 0/4
WC: 376
Timeline: Regular challenge timeline.
