The scarlet and alabaster stallion was on cloud nine after seeing how well his foals were turning out. His twins were the whole reason he pushed on ever day. A small smile played across his massive face as he walked quietly back towards the Basin. He would wait for his children at the gates to their new home; Krieger wanted to be one of the first to welcome his children home. Sighing softly he thought of their small mother and how she would blame him for this, how she would claim it was his fault they left. He had no doubt in his mind that her actions, when they said good bye, would cause their daughter to hate her eve more. He could see it plainly on her face that the grey filly did hate her mother. ''Am I the one that she should hate?' He wondered silently. After all he had been the one to force the smaller mare to his will, but his children had said they loved him. How could this possibly be true? How, after everything he had done, could anyone love such a monster has himself? Shaking his dagger studded dome the stallion pressed. He wanted to try and make a home for them, find somewhere safe for them to sleep at night.

He paused suddenly, since when had he ever worried about anyone but himself? Thunder rumbled from his chest as he chuckled at the strange thought. Lowering his head towards the light blanket of snow that always littered the ground here he nosed around searching for a snack. His once thick mane, now had a small almost bald spot, where he had allowed his son to pluck hair. The beast wanted his children to understand how much they meant to him, and giving a gift that would always make them think of him was the best way he knew to do so. Lost in his own thoughts the stallion was oblivious to his surroundings. It would only take a fool to attack such a monstrous beast, or a mob seeking retribution and blood.

"Devil's Tongue" 'Horrific Thoughts'
Words: 350 @[Oxy] @[Kiara] @[Morir] @[Elsa] @[Crowley] @[Aurelia] @[Thranduil] @[Bellona] @[Andromeda] Anyone else that wants a piece of him is welcome! My tags aren't a posting order so go for it! He will try to fight back, be aware of that! This is going to be a very epic death thread lol! Once everyone has done what they want please say they are leaving, once everyone is gone, Zunden is going to find her father dead or dying depending on how ya'll play this! Also please try to keep it on the shorter side please <3

He was not supposed to be here, by any means, for any reasons, but here he was. The golden son was supposed to be in the golden sands by now. It had not been as easy to find the elusive throat members as he had hoped, but there were other days for that search. Today he was doing his own investigations, into the Basin. Now of course, that golden coat was not supposed to be seen here, but who said anything about being seen? Settling the gold found a wonderful spot to view the highway into the stronghold, the arch. Tucked more uphill between the large rocks the gold was well hidden. Chuckling to himself at his good fortune the action is quick to get going. First coming up was that arrogant giant. The white and red coat is quickly recognized. A sneer lifts the gold’s lip, tassled tail lashing about slightly. That creature was not well met.

Still, he was behaving ever so curious. The giant hung around in and about the arch, waiting, but for whom? Who could possibly want to meet that suspicious large brute? Then the shadow flies over him. Worry of being caught ends quickly as the pegsaus lands before the brute, and seeks conversation with him. Harks lean forward with curiosity. That brute had most certainly not enjoyed peagsi with their usual bodily arrangements (that blue feather still flashed in his mind), so how could this be the one he sought to meet. As their conversation begins, it’s clear that is not the case. Still the cheery girl does bring some interesting insight, the brute has a son…now things were getting interesting. My, he did love a free show!


OOC :: He's just here for the show till the end. =]
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Krieger munches lazily on the chilly grass enjoying himself his tail slowly swishing back and forth against his massive hips, well as high has the stubby thing could get. A voice drew his ears up but not his monstrous dome, it sounded like a mare, no worry to him. Her question drew his head up curiously. The beast was carefully to allow his mane to shield the only weakness he had before speaking. His thunderous voice rumbled forth, "Hello, no I am waiting for someone to come and meet me here, they should be along anytime." Her joy was infectious and he wondered vaguely if she could not see the beast within himself. Bobbing his cranium softly to answer her next question he smiled still warmer, "I also have a filly they are the ones that are coming here to meet me."

Her praise for Adelric drew his head up with pride it was good that his thinker could stand on his own four hooves. The bay boy would be alright with some proper training and a father. "I am very proud of both of them, his name is Adelric, the filly is Zun..." His words were cut off by a terrible scream and angry words. Krieger's own voice rang out loudly, "Fly!" Trying to shove his shoulder into the mare to startle her kind being into flight. She would be safe in the air away from the gore that might be about to take place.

His own yell bellowed forth, is cut short by an invisible force. His large knees quiver and the air is sucked from his lungs. Gasping and quivering the stallion clumsily turned to face the frothing beast. He was not from the Basin, which meant he was clearly after his own hide. The memory of the winged icy mare flashing in his brain, was this attacker here to take his own blood in place of her own?

Krieger barely has time to register the his larger size before he stumbled to the side to avoid the other's weight, only to be met with a sharp piece of steel sinking into his withers. Rage seemed to drive the invisible force controlling the air into his lunges. The pain seemed to burn through his body as he reached, ears pinned, attempting to bite his the filthy bay's shoulders and neck. A figure stands not to far from them, the mare he had attacked. Shaking his dome he screamed wildly trying to throw himself into the attacker's flank.

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A scream of victory erupts from his massive chest when his teeth meet flesh, and his chest meets body. Maybe he can win, maybe he would have, if the skinny brute did not have magic. As the new wave swallows his brain his frame falters as the world spins and his own dome bobs. The stab wounds feel like snakes biting with thousands of venom infused teeth. Squeals tear from his lips as he stumbles to and fro, thick foamy saliva drips from his mouth. He looked as if he had been infected with hydrophobia ready to bite and spread the frothy sickness.

Before he comes fully out of the trip from hell metal covered hooves crush against heavy muscled sides. One meets firmly with the last two ribs, while the other slams into his flank. Another scream, more desperate this time, strangles from the beast's lips. He isn't sure if the snap of bone is audible to everyone, if it is just echoing within his body to pound like a hammer within his brain. Shaking his dagger studded head the beast lowers the sharpened curly sword towards his attacker. Lips curl upward as foamy spit oozes and sags to the ground mingling with his blood on the snowy ground. Lunging forward he hopes to spear the attacker in the chest, or at least his sides. Krieger decides that if he aims straight for his chest the assailant will not be able to dodge it completely; well not in his still foggy mind.

His attack was drawn short, so if his horn had pierced the stallion it would have only been a quarter of his dagger. The reason for his halt was the sinking of four different sets of claws sinking into his broad back. Rearing the stallion attempted to flop back and squish the new attacker. As he lay on his side rolling as quickly as his beaten and bloody body would allow, he stood quickly. A new cry rang firm within his ears, confirming the fears growing in his frozen heart. He would die here. Turning to the mares he had broken he let his voice ring strong loud enough for everyone to hear, "I am sorry!" His gaze shifted between the two mares he had beaten into submission before turning back for the fresh attacks. He might die here, but he would not go down easy. Extending his neck he tried to grab the cat by the scruff, in order to shake the panther. If anything he hoped to bit his back or sides.



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Well that escalated quickly didn’t it? The gold hide well behind his high perch to watch the scene unfolding below. Tassled tail keeping a quick beat as he watched horses charge in to the field with hatred, regret, and shock. A twin horned bay with a staggered sway and a vicious attack descends upon Krieger and the talkative bird. Regrettable, it sounded like the name of his daughter was cut off. Still to see the behemoth challenged nearly caused the gold to let slip a giddy laughter. Then a blue bird sweeps in, with a sickening twist of his stomach the gold notes her missing eye, but all that her feathers match the one he desperate sought. She stands in shock as the two fly at each other.

Then others slip in, the tigress was familiar but her presence here was a brow raiser. Especially as she bared her teeth at the white and red, sensing the coming doom, for surely the battle was not on friendly terms. Still he did so like that tigress so he’ll say nothing of her intended betrayal. He supported anyone who would break his lady’s rules. And then another slips in, a curious golden blanketed mare. She seems even more torn than the blue bird. While she struggled, her pet, another cat did not. Oh god this is just too good!

Then the white and red said something unexpected. I am sorry. The gold snorted, and leaned back. He’s sorry? Well of course he’s sorry he’s dying. Every criminal is sorry once they’re caught. Still it lingered. Then it stops. The bay beast growls once more and with a heart of a lion stops the panther and tiger. The golden narrows in. Then it is revealed, the bay stands aside for the blue. Earth eyes widen as the pieces begin to come together. She rages at him. The talkative bird yells at them. Then that palo blanketed mare bursts forth. Mouth drops. Which, believe me is rare. That rage monster, as racist as the darkest of them, raped an equine, which produced children. Aldelric, and Zun-something. For a moment the golden can not move. His own mind trying to wrap around this dark secret. First, those children were trying to get in the Basin, which if it was found out their mother was an equine would be a less than happy affair.

The golden stayed where he hid but his mind was swirling with the complications this would bring. This was bigger than the blue bird and her revenging knight. This was darker than stealing another’s eye and bragging by wearing their blood. This might even be slier than the golden man himself. Well…scratch that last one, nothing was slier than he. A grin lifted his features as he meditated on all that was going on below. There was certainly no way the cruel mammoth would escape this alive, but that didn’t bother the gold (he actually rather celebrated it in his twisted sense of justice). No, what bothered him were the after affects. This obviously was not war bearing, though the bay looked to be the leader of this group, the gold worked through that Midas or Steele not care enough to attend. No this was too dark to be pushed in the papers as a war charge. It was an assassination, it was revenge. And eye for a life. Seemed steep but it was not war at least. So this would be the end, except for those children. The gold knew they would have the blue feather by now and soon would be trying to work their way into the Basin. Though he doubted the cats would leave much, they would certainly find their father’s death at the door step. The gold would wait though, here on his perch. He would wait for this sickening end, for the breaking of innocence, and the attempts to slip in.


OOC ::
"speech"

This was it, the end. Death was not welcomed as it wrapped it's cold fingers around his legs drawing him closer. Life was so cruel, so vicious. The beast knew he would not be welcomed to a nice place, but dragged to the fiery depths of hell. A cloak of black was now draping across his sunny eyes. Blind or not he knew. With all of his fighting skill and size, it was useless. Had all of his life been worth nothing? No. No he had two beautiful foals he had met, and one he had not. They would live when he died. They would thrive, would stand tall together and fight all evil. Evil like himself.

He hardly even noticed the bites and scratches as the half blind mare yelled at him. Of course she was angry, of course she wanted him to be tortured for all eternity. He did not blame her at all, maybe one day she would accept his remorse for the pointless attack. There was not triumph as teeth slammed down on the black panther. Damn their stupid mom! Now everyone would know and they would be at risk. A risk he would not be able to protect them from while dead. Pain flared over every inch of his body as teeth and claws dug in drawing scarlet from his hide. And there was that speckled bird again trying to save his worthless life. His voice was cracked and ragged as he screeched at her, trying to save her innocent soul from his fate. "Run bird! Fly away! It is done, I will die here! GO!" 'Gods let her get away before they turn on her.'

As the tiger's teeth smashed down on his shoulder. It's weight drug him down. Slamming to the ground air rushed in a mighty huff from his lungs. Who would deal the final blow? Who would be the one to live with his death as he had lived with many souls bound around his neck. The rope tightened drawing forth a ragged breath as the cat's toxin took hold. He could see his children, the two he had met anyway, standing mere inches away crying for the others to stop. 'Hush little ones, I will always be with you.' His breathing picked up harsh ragged guttering before they stopped. His massive frame twitched a few time, then lay still. Both sunny eyes blind now.
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Zunden had not wanted to visit their mother like Adelric had so she had turned back half way to the floating island. Excitement pounded through her veins as she trotted happily back to meet with her father. The man she had just met, but loved dearly. As she neared the frozen arch the sound of fighting filled her ears. The young stormy grey filly had never heard such a ruckus before, but a voice whispered to her. 'Run! Run away! quick before they catch you!' Shoving all of her instincts away the girl ran towards the battle.



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Notes: Krieger died from blood lose once he accepted he was died the adreniline left him and he died. Zunden isn't there yet, please take whatever you would like from him. You can stay and talk to Zunden or not it's up to you =] Thank you all so much for helping me kill him in a way I know he would have wanted.