Quit your whining & moaning

[OPEN] Quit your whining & moaning

Tembovu the Elephant Posts: 805

World's Edge Captain atk: 7 | def: 9.0 | dam: 7.5

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 18hh :: 10 HP: 77 | Buff: SWIFT

Mbwene :: African Elephant :: Ashen smitty

10-12-2015, 10:33 PM

The giant lay eternally among the slowly drying thistles. Dirt, grass, and debris clung to his coat as a evidence that he had been down and rolling for some time in the meadow. Thinking himself alone, a long and low groan escaped his pained sides. This sickness from the Flats hurt. It was not the sharp pain of flesh wounds or long ache of broken bones. No, this was a prolonged, unrelenting misery of his abdomen and skull.

Through squinted eyes, he turned to bite at his colicking sides. Though promptly regretting the motion as it sent a fresh wave of pounding pain through his immense head. He let out a slow, long breath— trying to control the pain. Blood had dried in thin, crusted, brown streaks from the base of his ears down beneath his cheeks. Even now, sluggish rivulets of the ruby liquid drained from hist thick, pale ears.

He had been lucky thus far in avoiding any ailments in the Rift Battles. Besides falling beneath a melting god. And being ripped apart like a chew toy by mutant wolves. And being burned alive by Mauja (with good intentions, of course). He considered avoiding the next battle altogether.

His gut began to spasm once more from the parasite. Gritting his teeth and squeezing shut his eyes, he began to roll again. Hoping that this would ease his convulsing intestines. He grunted against the pain that erupted in his head as his brain rattled around in his skull while he rolled. Could he be cured yet?