Blood Colored Sky [INVASION ATTACK OPENING]

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[OPEN] Blood Colored Sky [INVASION ATTACK OPENING]

Torleik the Bloodskald Posts: 354

Outcast atk: 4.5 | def: 8.0 | dam: 7.5

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16.3 :: 11 HP: 66.5 | Buff: SWIFT

Irelyn :: Plain Griffin :: Molten Dagger RedGod

#14

04-02-2015, 06:49 PM

Torleik the Bloodskald

SKOLL

Politics were best left to his brother.

Torleik's mental eyes only had a hazy view of exactly what this invasion was for and why, as if Ireyln had swooped down to and fro over a large canvas and painted broad, simple strokes with the pinions of her growing wings. But he was a warrior, and what did reasons for war concern him? His leaders had decreed it so and he was to follow.

His woman was heading off to fight, and he could not stay behind like some principled soft-spine, questioning this, that, and the other until he believed in this cause wholeheartedly. The time for blood was now - such had been impressed on him by Ophelia and Deimos, and the Bloodskald could not deny he was itching for a good battle.

Perhaps today he would fell a foe. Perhaps today he would end a life. It had been many months since he had killed any living soul and the darker part of him, the part that thrived on others' pain, on their defeat, on the knowledge that he had crushed them...it was thirsty.

So it was the Basin General followed OPHELIA and DEIMOS into this new land, this "Hidden Falls" that he had passed so many times during his trips to the Threshold but never stepped foot inside. A glance behind him brought forth a bursting, burnished orange sphere hanging low in the sky, the unforgiving Tallsun lightbringer slowly descending on one season, the first hints of cooler, crisper air heralding the advent of Orangemoon once more.

Torleik felt...unsettled traveling alongside OPHELIA when he could not see her, and a million questioned ricocheted through his mind at once about a billion different things - when she could become invisible one of them. Now was not the time for knowledge, and he silenced his mind with a quick glance to the sky, watching Irelyn course over them, following their path from above. The leather and light metal armor he wore felt strange on his form, like a second skin he hadn't yet grown used to. A gift from the Moon Goddess, the Bloodskald had been wary of using it until necessary.

Now seemed an opportune moment.

It also seemed that the drug addled fuck OXY was to be their guide into this fray, a thought that settled ill with the rabicano stallion. To say he held a grudge against the large unicorn was a kind manner of observation. Such sacrifices had to be made in battle, and though the Bloodskald would have happily crashed into the worthless addict, he restrained himself. The mushrooms he'd deigned to consume subtly and without notice before their trip were finally kicking in and he felt his blood pumping like a stampeding herd through his veins, heart beating a magnificent drum for their invasion.

Ophelia's words brought him out of his mindspace and metal-tipped horns shifted towards his woman speaking, watching with rapt and macabre fascination as she suddenly began to turn red as if her very skin was weeping with blood. A rugged, lopsided grin curved his scarred lips as she burst forth suddenly, heralding a charge that had already, ostensibly, been started by a ginormous brute off towards the main entrance of the Falls. Torleik hadn't any idea the large one's name was ARCHIBALD and he didn't care; he knew who his allies were, and who were his foes.

'Odin keep you!' he grunted back to Ophelia when she bid him safety, breaking into a galloping, thundering charge of his own away from the main girth of the pack. The mushrooms heightened his senses in unique ways and the Bloodskald fancied he could taste fear and blood on the air already - and the cowards of the Falls should be afraid! Edges of his vision vibrating, his mind humming, he caught sight of AVIYA directing an attack towards a large, hairy-looking brute who was a unicorn but clearly not from their herd or that of the Edge.

'Irelyn, attack his face! Keep him blinded!' he boomed to his companion, watching her plummet from the sky in a tight and winding gyre, headed straight for ROSTISLAV'S face. With luck, she would land a crippling blow to the brute. As AVIYA completed her attack from the left, Torleik wound himself around to ROSTISLAV'S right flank. Digging his solid hooves into the lush earth, the Bloodskald lowered his barbed horns parallel to the ground below and sought to pierce any part of his huge opponent's body that the gods would gift him.

That the Moon Goddess might gift him.

With their favor, he would feel the flesh of this ROSTISLAV on his skull before long.

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--- OPHELIA IS LEADING THE BASIN TROOPS UP FROM THE SOUTH-WEST INTO secret entrance!

--- OXY is showing them the way in

--- They FLANK the Falls from the back at SUNSET with the sun setting in the west so that the sun is at their LEFT and BACK

--- TORLEIK finds AVIYA attacking ROSTISLAV from the left and attempts to double team from the RIGHT, trying to pierce ROSTISLAV'S RIGHT SIDE with his horns. Irelyn attempts to attack ROSTISLAV'S FACE simultaneously to keep him disoriented.

--- TORLEIK is wearing all of his ARMOR gifted to him by the Moon Goddess

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