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[OPEN] beautiful chaos [DT patrol]

Volterra the Indomitable Posts: 785
Dragon's Throat Sultan atk: 8.5 | def: 11.5 | dam: 8.5
Stallion :: Equine :: 17'2hh :: 3 HP: 80 | Buff: SENSE
Vérzés :: Common Red Dragon :: Frost Breath & Toxic Breath & Vadir :: Royal Gold Dragon :: Fire Breath & Shock Breath Snow
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THE INDOMITABLE

HEROES ALWAYS GET REMEMBERED BUT YOU KNOW LEGENDS NEVER DIE

It is raining softly as the procession of Throat members makes its way from their desert land towards the eerie Spectral Marsh. At its head alongside Ampere marches Volterra, his black skin gleaming like polished ebony thanks to the light sheen of moisture that clings to it, emphasising every thick muscle and deep-set scar. His neck is powerfully arched, allowing his head and eyes to swing around to take in as much of the surrounding landscape as possible whilst his ears pivot like satellites to catch the potential sound of danger. It's hard to hear much through the gentle pitter-patter of raindrops slapping the leaves around him, and he counts himself fortunate that he has his dragons circling high above to lend him two extra pairs of eyes.

The conditions are certainly not ideal. The drizzle has made the ground muddy, causing brown filth to splash up against the stallion's sturdy legs until it's impossible to tell that he has any sort of white markings, and each step is difficult as the mire seems to cling to hooves and hold them against their will. The Indomitable is concerned for the morale of the rest of the patrol, as it's been a long and arduous walk with the rain in their faces and with undoubtedly a few sore heads from the party the night before. He glances over to Ampere at his side, the concern evident in the furrowing of his brow and the hardening of his eyes. With the rain in their faces and their bodies focused on prying their legs from the muck, the patrol might grow distracted - easy prey for Kaos and his foul tricks.

Maybe the weather is his doing. Maybe this is all part of the trap that he's set up for them, ready to ensnare them into his fetid grasp. Volterra's muscles are tense and his body is fully alert as he moves, and he can feel his cerberus magic close to hand - shifting into a massive three-headed dog might distract Kaos long enough for the rest of the patrol to escape should they be attacked.

"I suggest we split up and fan out. Go in pairs or threes - do not go alone. My dragons will circle overhead to keep an eye on you all, and if you encounter danger or anything of concern, shout as loud as you can to alert the rest of us. Az istenek menetelhetnek veled, Throat." He dips his great head to them all, before moving off towards the shrine with anybody who might choose to accompany him.

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Posting order is a lie :) @Ampere and any Throat members welcome!

Az istenek menetelhetnek veled - may the Gods march with you

[ you can't stray from what you are, you're the closest thing to hell i've seen so far  ]
[ use of force/magic on him is permitted aside from death/maiming ]





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beautiful chaos [DT patrol] - by Volterra - 05-29-2017, 04:18 PM
RE: beautiful chaos [DT patrol] - by Tyrath - 05-29-2017, 04:55 PM
RE: beautiful chaos [DT patrol] - by Astarot - 05-31-2017, 05:10 PM
RE: beautiful chaos [DT patrol] - by Arakh - 06-04-2017, 08:00 AM
RE: beautiful chaos [DT patrol] - by Ampere - 06-05-2017, 09:33 PM

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