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06-09-2017, 05:45 PM
The General embraced the chaos, the mayhem, the outcry of bedlam like an old friend. There was naught else in his mind - it crooned and washed over his senses, fed into his rancor, his bitterness, bleeding into any valor or gallantry left in his fortitude; the prince spun into intoxicating, alluring wiles and heedless, reckless abandon, like a scythe, like a blade, like a cutlass. The notions were sharp and distinct, a running, conniving opus, an acidic ruthlessness clawing over his insides, and he laughed, laughed, when the troll was hit by his invocations – wished for more, a piece of slaughter, a rhythm of death, and thought of nothing else but reaching for the stars and sending them all into oblivion. You’ve got this, he muttered to Orsino, indicating the pup, and before the kitsune could hiss in protest, Erebos was a blue spark, an infernal flame, scorching after his blood brother as they chased down their next, intended victim. A weight of glory and triumph pulsed through his chest, vicious and gnarled, a zest of humor tossed into the undulating muscles and unfurling, nefarious strides, because he’d always enjoyed fighting by his kin’s side – utterly amused by the fervor of violence, born into its threads, into its grasp, into its hold – the Reaper’s son in the flesh. Rikyn’s movements and enchantments seemed pressed into the void – he could feel the snapping gestures, the frenetic fissures, and swayed, bent, his movements to hopefully avoid the onslaught. He reached out instead, barreling down by the troll’s shoulders, or anywhere he could truly unleash his sword – brandishing the length of his lacerating horn with a fire-tipped edge (infusing it with that burning, seething flare, wanting to hear agony, to pick them apart, to witness them flicker into ash and dust), intending to sear, to broil, to sever her limb from limb (for amusement, for diversion, because somewhere this had become a cruel, vindictive game, and he hadn’t played in so long) with embers and infernos, with heartlessness and savagery. OOC;; [Follows after Rikyn to slay the Maiden troll. Leaves Orsino to deal with the pup. Tries to slash at her with his horn (with fire magic embedded) and stay out of Rikyn’s way.] TAG;; @[ ] |
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