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@Dvorak
TEAM GODDESS
Bruised side/shoulder from last round
Tatiana tries to slash/spear mini-wolves with her sharp antlers.
SWP :: What's mine is mine (Part II)
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09-11-2015, 01:17 AM
@Dvorak TEAM GODDESS Bruised side/shoulder from last round Tatiana tries to slash/spear mini-wolves with her sharp antlers.
09-11-2015, 02:37 AM
Chaos reigned once again- though at least this Moon Goddess provided some direction for her troops, unlike Lord Spark. Why didn’t Helovians have an army for these things?! This frustrated thought echoes in his head as he feels his horn sink deeply into the wolf’s soft belly. Satisfaction ran through him, though he ignored it as his eyes stay trained on Rexanna.
Her horn sinks deeply into the wolf’s shoulder on the opposite side from him- and brief pride and arousal flashes through him, to see his delicate golden princess gleaming on a battle field. He glances once back to Nuray, only to land his eyes on the fallen and dead Ode. “-the hell?” He hadn’t aimed to kill the man. His eyes swung hurriedly back to his love, wanting to ensure she was still safe- since nothing was certain in a fight. But it is never a good idea to go into battle with a distracted mind. The elephant knew this, but still his mind was clouded with concerns: Nuray, Ode, Rexanna, Mauja. And he paid for it dearly as the wolf god collapsed on him. A great bellow was forced from his lungs as all but his left foreleg, head, and neck were trapped beneath the fallen god. His skin, burned by the acid, rips open further and ruby blood gushes from beneath the black fur. It mixes and hisses with the acid which now coats the fallen elephant. His lone free leg paws furiously at the muddy, bloody earth as he attempts to free himself from beneath the monster. His roaring breath fills the air, ears pinned back and eyes wide as he struggles. Finally his gets purchase with his legs- but only because the large wolf has melted in to small mutant ones. Another bellow- this one of alarm- erupts from the downed stag. The creatures swarm him, for he is on his knees right where they spawn. Grunting he rises to one foreleg, but these wolves smell his blood and defeat. They are upon him, and he falls to his knees once more with a booming groan. But the elephant does not- cannot- surrender. So he slashes his massive horn though the air, swiping and stabbing at chests made of legs and skulls made of organs. He continues to try to rise, but falls under the swarm of wolves spawning from the dying god. Another, deep, deafening bellow is cut short beneath the pack. TEMBOVU
Beware the weight of a vengeful soul. Team Moony Is under Wolf-god as it collapses, so it falls on him. He is trapped & gravely burned. He’s where all the mini wolves spawned, and he’s trying to get up. PERMISSION TO EFF HIS DAY UP. @Rexanna
i am the vanguard of your destruction
He shouldn't have been surprised, but somewhere deep inside, he always was. It came hurtling out of the fog, lighting up the strange semi-darkness of a world stripped of all its intensity and passion—a blast of light streaking for the dark-star heart of the Moon, but hitting a block of ice instead. It found a gap between all the bodies and all the rage, found a path through the swaying chaos, found a soul already plagued by its light and haunted by its touch— Not again, he had the time to think as the fireball sized him up—but even his fear had lost its edge, quiet resignation the only thing slipping through his veins as it touched him; lightly at first, during the second of confusion and shock. Then, it bit, sharp and hot all at once, nipping, nibbling, sinking its poisoned fangs in deep, shredding veins and preying on memory— (He can feel it slipping down his throat; can hear it crackling in his ears; feel it lick along the rims of his eyes—breathing in its low roar.) A shriek echoed through the muddled soundscape of the battle, torn from his lungs now that the dark fog had dulled his sense of pride. Hair burned, skin cracked, flesh sizzled; his right shoulder became a charred and raw mess where the blast had collided with him. His breath came punching out in near-panicked gasps, blurred images of Maren and Tembovu crumbling spinning before his eyes as he staggered away from the moon goddess. Fat lot of good that had done him—no one had fucking acknowledged what he said and everyone was scrambling and the Moon couldn't care less someone had taken blows for her and there were tiny wolves everywhere as his most trusted herd mate was trapped beneath the agony of having had a god fucking melt on him. Trapped beneath a horde of its legacy. Tembovu's cries added an echoing boom in the aftermath of Mauja's shriller shriek—and the Queen latched on to his pain with all the focus he had left. It was all he could do to keep himself from falling apart. "No you don't—" he snarled as he began to hitch his way through the press of bodies, leaning dangerously to the left, eyes glazed over and his seared flesh weeping blood and water as he packed his veins with ice. "No you fucking don't—" And birds of flame heralded his coming, sweeping through the throng of blackness and the mayhem of bodies, as Mauja sought to reach Tembovu and scour the earth clean of tiny, tiny wolves with tiny, tiny teeth. He'd see them all burn. (But in the haze of his pain he doesn't realize that blasting them with fire is going to blast Tembovu, too.) [ TEAM MOON ] Mentions: @Tembovu & @Maren Takes damage from Aithniel's fire attack, and staggers out of Maren's fog/the dark mist created by someone's cerndyr last round and towards Tembovu, sending out fire-birds to clear him a path to his friend and to try and blast the wolves off of him. How he saw Tembovu is up for debate! But my best bet is an owl. ;)
09-11-2015, 04:07 PM
nothing can save you now, The Goddess didn't even acknowledge her at all. There was no remorse. No response to her anger or declaration of her crimes and thus the punishment. She was powerless, and that served to infuriate her even more. Maybe she would have to wait and be patient, but that did not mean that she gave up. No. Even as a massive shockwave from the lavender murderer shoved her away, wings scrambling to stay up right, Aithniel, held onto what she knew was right: The Moon Goddess was guilt, and she would pay. Staying in the air took some effort, and she lashed her lion tail behind her, flapping furiously against a flurry of currents created by so many moving bodies. Aithniel groaned inwardly at the ache from the sores on her body, but still she pressed, eyes looking over the battlefield and seeing only chaos. She knew that the others would take care of themselves, and they all had those they knew and loved to watch for them. Even Rikyn's dad seemed to come to his aide, and she hardened herself against the sting of jealousy at this concept of family. She didn't have family. She had a God for a father, and that was going to be enough, dammit. Her mother may as well be dead. She didn't care. Couldn't care. Her fireball hit a shadow wolf, and she frowned, thinking that was not where she had aimed at all. Angry, she clenched her jaw, flying at the wolf only to watch as it turned into hundreds of smaller ones. Irritating. It knew it was going to lose, so it spread itself thin? That was stupid, right? Or maybe not... there were a bunch of these things... She spread her wings wide and spiraled downward, summoning her fire to throw at the wolves. After her last attack managed to hit others, she was much more careful, focusing her wild flames only in areas that had a high concentration of those wolf creatures and not many of her own kind. Aithniel didn't want to needlessly hurt anyone else, and she was pissed that the Moon Goddess hid behind mortals! What a coward. Bitch. Team MG Circles wolves and throws fire balls where they are more concentrated in a tight area But burn down our home I won't leave alive Please tag me in everything!
09-11-2015, 04:42 PM
Thranduil
It was utter madness. Sheer chaos. And he loved every moment of it. No blade touches his flesh. No pain singes his hide. A hurricane of horns and blades the golden breathed in the air with a vicious power. Yet war will not be made a playdate, even for the lover of chaos. He was not invincible, and he was not all powerful, and fate was ready to remind him of such. Haldir stood still, his attention captivated by the udder shrill sounds of pain echoing off the wolven creature ( @Mesec ). He had never heard such a cry before. The sound of agony, terror, and ferocity wrapped in one, and it froze him with both fear and curiosity. Even the mists at his feet ceased in his deep thoughts. Yet it is never wise to stand captivated in battle, and now he would learn that lesson as well. A tingling runs of his spin, and the stag mistakes it for his nerves, a shiver ( @Ulrik scorpion). He would regret that. It creeps up onto his shoulder and stops, pulling at his hairs to cling on. Harks fall back and his head moves to look, but it is too late. --------------------------- Blood had splattered up on the golden’s armor and coat from a hit, though on who and where he did not know, or care. He tore and rampaged through the madness, gripping his polearm with tight force and a grin barely discernable. From out of the shifting shapes and through the walls of mists come glimpse of brown ( @Megaera ). No longer to his side this was straight at him, but he took little notice, she would fall before his blade like all others. He would get little chance. The arresting change in the core that linked him and his bonded, caused pause, and when the golden had yelled his name out, his grip on the pole had loosened, then closed back again on nothing. Nothing. And a shout of his name rose above the roars, ( @Hotaru ) but was lost in his own storm of shock. His eyes growing wide, rolling whites. Shock, fiery and incredible, rose on his face, blocking Haldir’s struggle for a moment. Where. What. The possibility of his being taken wrapped in such impossibility it was nearly invisible. That is until he sees the bay femme. No, the bay bitch in front of him with a pole of steel and leather in her possession. The shock and horror began like paper to burn, fast and hot. Open mouth of shock twisted into bared teeth, and harks slid back contorting his face to a devil. No one took from him. No one stole from him. No one with any hope for seeing another dawn touched his prizes. A cloven hoof steps forward and slams on the ground, silent but still threatening. Oh that girl would pay. For when he wrestled it back from her grubby filthy disgusting mouth he would see it find her tender flesh. The golden would never get the chance. A screech of pain barely calls above the battlefield madness, but it catches his attention at once. This was not death cry of a wolf, nor a howl from a wounded equine. It bellowed, and shrilled, unmistakably like that of a deer. The shockwave of his bonded’s cringe hit him like a bolt of electricity to the chest. All anger cuts from his face and turns, towards the sound, earth eyes wide with disbelief. And through a clearing battlefield he sees the antlered shape drop to the earth. No. NO NO.. “HALDIR!” It came like nothing ever heard from the golden lips. It was gripped in fear. Harrowing, total fear. He hadn’t seen it. It couldn’t be. He felt sick, and weak. He didn’t even have the processing to detest such emotions or weave the lies to weed them out. This was much deeper and darker. This hurt and cut like a wound in places he thought he had sealed long ago. All those seasons of begrudging acceptance of that little shadow, all those moments of anger and discord, they had come to mean something in a way nothing else had in years. And that thought terrified him all the more as he stared at the crumpled shape. A second seeming like an eternity. Before his earth eyes the shadow morphs, and an antlered crown rises back up. Like the flickering off of some hellish light the golden falls from terror to a cold stone. He breaths again, as if he had held his breath for ages, gasping and desperate. And for what seemed the hundredth time in the single moment his expression morphs. The wilds of battle and unrestrained chaos throwing it all out for any to see, when it usually would lay locked. Haldir, he needed to get to Haldir. But there was a stone in his chest, pressing against his lungs and heart. And he hated it. He hated that he needed to be there. The detest of his vulnerability bloomed upon his countenance like the clouds from a bomb site. How dare the world. How dare he be forced nearly to his knees with care. It pricked at the golden’s mind, bristling down his spine. And as his flaming earth eyes looked up they found the shape of bay. All of his fires roared to life, and the chains of blame fall on her neck by some twisted psyche, marking her flesh like a target. Had she taken the time to step back, or attack? It didn’t matter. Had his own blade found his flesh in these moments? How could he possibly have noticed against the bleeding cuts on his soul?! The roar of battle rose in his ears again (the wolf attacking again), and fuels the earth eyes raging with fire and brimstone. Finally his stillness breaks and he surges forward like a wraith, vicious, maddening, and all consuming. The place of the blade and the mark of her own weapons have burned and he notices them not. He is blind to his danger again, and wants only to sink his hungry steel into her. The collar about his neck, false in smooth surface, hungers to let out the spikes and stain their tips with blood again. So he charges, hoping to collide and find some satisfaction in hearing her howl of pain. Does he hit? Does she? Who draws blood from who, he can not even begin to fathom. The piercing of a blade or bone would do nothing but join the burning blaze that lathers his coat in sweat beneath his armor. Besides, he pulls back. Quick as he surged forward with a blood lust, the golden rolls back twisting away. --------------------------------------------------- The shadow Haldir stands shaking his coat with vigor. His own thoughts till jumping and buzzing. He had been turning his head to look, when it struck. A flash of metal, a sounding gear, and then ZAP! A fire cold and sharp, like needles digging in, sings across his body, and jolts him. He had bellowed out (the one the golden had heard), and his head had twisted around to finally see the parasite upon his shoulder. Yes, a parasite. Lean body shivers with remembrance at its electric echoes. That’s when he had dropped to the ground. He had rolled. Haldir had rolled trying to rub the creature off of him. Anything to stop it from shocking him again. Now here he was standing, shaking off the dust. His sides still heaved with the effort. Shouts start to find his ears again and he looks at the confusion, a whirling mass of bodies and the rising roar of battle growing again. With large pale eyes the stag turns his high crowned head to the growing chaos. A multitude of shadows shift between the legs of the horses. Fire and hell rain upon them but some still creep closer, and the stag’s eyes grow wide, and his sides tremble out a snort. But this was not the babe of yesteryear. This was Haldir. The golden had called on him. And he was not about to disappoint the golden. Antlered head swings up while thin legs dance him forward. Then a flash of gold comes into his view. The golden. The Laurelin had torn across the battlefield, slamming and shoving, hooves tearing up the ground with the power splitting through them. He had closed his armor, so that his golden back shone, for it weighed so heavily on him. There’s little need to translate the golden’s thoughts. His rage at being made to feel, to care for such a creature drove his madness back into battle. It seemed to happen more and more. Like with the elk hunt and the herd meeting. He let it go. Let it out. What was concerning was it continued arising. Yet now they were together, and the golden was bent on the single purpose. His head bends low, with horns brandishing threat to the shadows of wolves. It was a dangerous, foolish move. While he could snap it up to catch a wolf little could be done from this position if others about it desired revenge. But he was in the throes of battle, the rage of anger, and would see the end of the madness. Haldir, empowered by his bonded, charged forward again with him, his antlers swinging low and sharp to catch some wolf upon their ends. Together they charged into the fray, into the madness, into the chaos. OOC ::TEAM MOON GODDESS After feeling Haldir notice Mesec/wolf, and hollering his name, Thranduil notices his polearm is gone, but has no time yet to turn on Meg. The shock of Ulrik’s bug is felt through their bond and when Haldir rolls trying to get it off, Thranduil thinks his deer his hurt worse. So he turns and lets his frustration loose on Meg. He charges her, hoping to sink the spikes in his collar into her, then turns away and rushes to Haldir, closing his armor as he goes (it was too heavy to run fast). The two charge against the wolves together aiming their horns at any they come across. Attacks: Meg: charges at her with his collar Wolves:: both Haldir and Thranduil charge with horns. "Speech" The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the waterspout. Down came the rain and washed the spider out. Feel free to use any force/magic on Thranduil, short of killing him. Please tag in every post. Ask Thranduil any question in the world, he'll be forced to answer on his profile. 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09-11-2015, 04:46 PM
Torleik Torleik's furious gaze met Ophelia's with implacable strength, not afraid of her anger. "The gods do as they will and answer not to mortals! You want revenge at the expense of your life? Would it be a fitting end, taking your pound of flesh only to cause those left here more pain?" he snapped in return. Was she truly so selfish to think she was the only one who had lost and was powerless to fix it or make those responsible fall to their knees in penance? If she honestly didn't give a damn whether her actions took her away from him...the Bloodskald could not dedicate now to such thoughts. Chaos was reigning yet again (he was getting sick of this shit), and Ulrik was grunting at him as only Ulrik could. "I will find you after this battle, cousin! We must speak!" That Ophelia was angry was not something the king had missed but frankly she could just be angry right now. Working through it had to wait for later. The gigantic wolf god was suddenly sundered and a rain of blood exploded in the sky, spraying in no discernible pattern. Avoiding blood was not an instinct and Torleik didn't think much of it when the splatter coated his face and neck. Luckily his reflexes were good and his eyelids snapped shut before the liquid hit him. This became quite important when the blood suddenly began to burn. With an angry grunt of pain, the Bloodskald's head snapped down, thick, muscular neck swinging low to try to rub his face on a foreleg to wipe the offending substance off, but to no avail. Through the haze of acidic pain, the sickening crunches and wet pops of the god's body being repurposed into smaller versions of itself registered as threatening and he tried to move in front of Ophelia just in case - but she was already moving on. Typical, he growled to himself, still cross with her, but now was, yet again, not the time. Miniature wolves were apparently the special for today and this time Torleik didn't intend to hold back. He did intend to stay right next to his woman, though. Burning gaze locking onto the furred predator nearest Ophelia's figure, the Bloodskald charged at the miniature beast with pure rage, seeking nothing more than to bowl it over and trample it beneath his hooves until its body was broken and lifeless on the ground below. Right now, he believed all of the gods could get fucked, and they'd best be grateful for their mortals cleaning up their damn mess. Team Eff This (aka still fighting for Moony) Summary: Takes burning damage from the wolf blood and tries to trample the shit out of the nearest mini wolf because fuck this shit. Mentions @Ophelia and @Ulrik and gives no shits about anyone else today. No man is an island.
Pixel by: Tamme :D Please tag me in all posts! Thank you!
Sunspear Madness. It roared into the the battlemare’s heart like an oncoming storm, clouding her thoughts and unleashing a miniature monster in the middle of chaos. Megaera had always been hotblooded and had worked so very hard over the years to tame her mind, to calm it. She had become the Sunspear: a mother and a leader of her people. Here in the midst of this chaos, that progress was lost. She fought impulsively, savagely against anything she knew to be a threat to her of her beloved herd with little though to what was smart or what was right. When the battle had began her mind had frozen, trying to cling to what she should do for so long and she had been able to do nothing. Now, her body had taken over; the heart knew what she valued and only that mattered now. She felt her teeth clamp down around the leather wrapped metal of the gold bastard’s (Thranduil) weapon and, biting down hard, gave a mighty yank and thrash of her head. The pole arm came away with less effort than she would have anticipated and in the wild movement she felt a white-hot pain slice across her right foreleg. The blade had sliced a gaping gash halfway between body and knee and blood ran down her leg. Her scream was muffled by the weapon in her teeth but she did not release it, instead calling inward to the magic she had been granted by her own god to dull the searing pain. Across the battlefield she heard a familiar scream. Gwaihir, fierce and angry, as he turned on the dark beast that stalked the little white filly(Erthë). Meg’s eyes found him as he aimed his long talons at the shadow wolf’s face (Mesec) aiming to claw at the milky white eyes. Her companion’s anger fed her, fueled her, and kept the mare fighting through the pain in her leg. When the original wolfgod split itself into a multitude of mutated little monsters, all other enemies were dropped from Megaera’s mind. The Moon Goddess, the golden stallion, they were usual evil, they could wait, but this new threat was unholy. Disgusting. Wretched. When her eyes scanned the battlefield, she saw nearly all of her precious desert-dwellers aiming their weapons toward them and the Sunspear rushed to add to their efforts. This was the enemy. This was darkness and so the Sunspear call on all she had to combat it. She felt the heat of it, the power and she reached into her hear and found the sunlight and cast it forth from her body in a blaze of pure light. Shining like her own blessed Sun, Megaera charged the mutated creatures. At her side, her wings came down again and again to take some of her weight and she half-soared towards a pair of them, the double sided blade swinging in her jaws. Team Moon Goddess (Meg: for now...ya know, enemy of my enemy and whatnot...) Mentions: @Thranduil @Mesec @Erthë Summary: Meg wrestles Thranduil's polearm from him and gets her right foreleg cut in the process. Uses rank magic (Warrior's Spirit) to dull the pain. Looks to her companion accross the battle, Gwaihir attacks Wolfy-Mesec's face with his talons in an attempt to protect Erthë. Meg sees the mutant wolves and charges a pair of them, swinging the stolen polearm and emitting her Sunlight magic. :: [ Magic: FirexLight | Body emits a burst of sunlight that can be used as a beacon signal or to temporarily blind opponents ] FAC FORTIA ET PATERE
be brave and endure
:: permission given for use of magic and force :: please tag Megaera in all posts ::
09-11-2015, 06:37 PM
Please tag me in every post! Magic/Force is allowed on Gaucho at any time.
09-11-2015, 08:26 PM
Aithniel, Ampere, and Ranjiri all feel temporary relief from BFB.
09-11-2015, 11:12 PM
TEAM MOON GODDESS! Rexanna stays in the general vicinity of the wolf after he collapses and as the demi wolves appear, notices Tembovu trapped beneath the canine. Springs into action in trying to protect Temb from the smaller wolves and watches frantically as Mauja comes near with his fire birds hoping to avoid being hit by them. Mentions: @Erthe @Mauja @Tembovu Permission given for moderate power play. Feel free to use magic/force on Rexanna, without killing her. Please tag in every post!
09-11-2015, 11:34 PM
I learned very quickly that these Helovians were not afraid to use their magic powers, despite how hypocritical some came off when it came to the magic and appearances of the Riftians. There was no way for me to tell who controlled the earth and created the spikes that disrupted my original plan of grabbing the wolf. Here I was trying to help the bastards and some dumbass is shoving him out of the way, letting me land claw first into the spike and tumbling onto the ground with sharp pains shooting up my legs. A fierce, draconic snarl of pain escaped my lips as I rose to stand, my feet throbbing from the impact as I tried to get my bearings.
Golden orbs widened as the wolf began to pull, stretch and split into mutated and miniature versions of itself. Now they were too small, and quite possibly too fast for me to take on from the air. One of the small wolves leapt at my left wing, sending a burning sensation through the nerves before I flung it away as quickly as I could. Auds flicked back as I listened for more wolves aiming to attack from behind, spinning around in place at the last second to use my tail as a whip. I wasn't even sure how many wolves I hit as my tail snapped about, becoming distracted from a wolf in the front. Lips curled back into a ferocious snarl, fangs gleaming as I hissed at the beast before thrusting my horns towards it. OOC: TEAM MOON GODDESS Thantos falls to the ground after an earth spike pushed the big wolf out of the way. He bitch slapped a wolf with his left wing. Now he is fighting in circles on the ground, using his tail as a whip and stabbing with his horns at a wolf in front of him.
09-12-2015, 12:50 AM
Please tag Panzram in first posts only. Violence and magic can be used on him, just please do not kill or permanently injure/maim.
09-12-2015, 08:58 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-12-2015, 09:24 PM by Random Event.)
MOON POST COMING SHORTLY.
LACE Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 8 - Protects Nyx from two wolves who are running towards her - they explode due to his magic. DAMAGE TAKEN || even - However the acid splashes directly onto his chest. KALONA Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || Doesn't attack. DAMAGE TAKEN || even - Is attacked by wolf-Mesec VOLTERRA - CW Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || Wolves explode all around - one is impaled by Volterra's spike and the other is frozen by the dragon's breath. DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - no damage. Is protected by Isopia's water. NYX Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 6 There are too many bodies rushing to protect Nyx for her hit to be successful - but Dominus takes out a wolf. DAMAGE TAKEN || Nyx is protected, but Dominus receives small burns from the acid that splashes up from the wolf he kills. NURAY Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 10 The wolf that she kicks is thrown towards another wolf - killing both. DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - no damage taken. RIKYN Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 8 - His random attacks succeed in kicking a wolf in the jaw - but he also hits Ulrik in the shoulder. DAMAGE TAKEN || odd MAREN - CW Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 9 - the mist veils the fog and ends up protecting many who were caught by previous attacks. DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - no damage taken, hidden by her own magic. CERA Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 8 - the spine of the wolf completely collapses under Cera's weight. DAMAGE TAKEN || even - Acid sprays from it's broken back onto his hooves. MORTUUS NOX Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || The wolf avoids the attack. DAMAGE TAKEN || even - Although Tiamat tries to help, a wolf still leaps at Nox's shoulder. EDEN Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 7 - Horn pierces the shoulder of a wolf DAMAGE TAKEN || even - Acidic blood falls down her forehead. SHADOW Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 4 - Shadow's hooves slide off of the wolf's back. DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - no damage taken. ERTHE - CW Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 9 - the splinter hits the wolf in the eye. It spirals to the side and knocks out another wolf who was about to lunge towards the Goddess. DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - no damage taken (protected by Ranjiri) BADGER Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 1 - Misses - Badger hyperextends his leg DAMAGE TAKEN || even - Pain from the missed kick ELSA Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 6 - Elsa's ice spike blocks the path of a wolf who was about to lunge towards her DAMAGE TAKEN || even - Is shoved aside by the general commotion of battle. OPHELIA - CW Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 2 - Wolf-Mesec gets in the way and body-slams Ophelia out of the way. DAMAGE TAKEN || even - is shoved roughly aside by Mesec. ULRIK Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 2 - Is kicked in the shoulder by Rikyn. DAMAGE TAKEN || even - bruished shoulder. DVORAK Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 4 - hits a wolf in the shoulder causing it to bound away. DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - takes no damage MESEC Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 1 - Mesec's flailing causes him to stumble through Maren's mist. He ends up knocking into Kalona and Ophelia. DAMAGE TAKEN || Even - Ends up crashing into a tree due to Aviya. HOTARU-CW Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 7 - Alice's acid jaws are not very effective, but Hotaru's horn pierces the lung of a wolf. DAMAGE TAKEN || even - Alice gets acid splashes on her muzzle when she becomes distracted as Ampere temporarily mutes her bond. ISOPIA -CW Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 4 - water protects Volterra. The earth she throws is eaten up by the acid DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - takes no damage SOREN Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 7 - Successfully attacks a wolf DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - Takes no damage NAJYA Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 6 - Kicks a wolf in the face, knocking it off course. DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - No damage TIAMAT Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 5 - Blocks one wolf, but another still attacks Nox. DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - Takes no damage - is protecte dby Ashamin ILIOS Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 2 - Is knocked by Ashamin as he runs by DAMAGE TAKEN || even - is shoved aside. ROHAN Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 9 - Protects Enna - horn kills a wolf DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - Takes no damage ENNA Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 10 - is protected by Rohan. The wolf he kills explode, but doesn't throw any acid. DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - Protected also by Ahvelyn AVIYA Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 4 - Forces Mesec into a tree, rather than causing further harm. DAMAGE TAKEN || even - is roughly knocked aside by him. ASHAMIN Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 9 - Successfully protects Tiamat and kills two wolves who had lunged DAMAGE TAKEN || even - Is knocked in the shoulder, and is burned by wolf-acid LOTHRIEL Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 6 - Lothriel's horn pierces the shoulder of a wolf DAMAGE TAKEN || even - It's blood gets on her chest causing burns. AHVELYN Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 5 - knocks a wolf away from Enna DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - takes no damage ARCHIBALD - CW Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 9 - Archibald's armor opens a deep would on Knox's flank . Loretta is able to kill a wolf. DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - Takes no damage (Was bitten by Knox, but healed by Res) KNOX Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 5 - Terrorize fails to work. Knox's bite finds Archibald's neck, where the chainmail is thin. DAMAGE TAKEN || even - Is cut by Archibald's armor. RESPLENDENCE - CW Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 5 - Successfully heals Archibald (however her second magic fails). Valiance kills a wolf DAMAGE TAKEN || even - Res is knocked down by the general chaos and movement. RANJIRI Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 10 - Successfully protects Erthe. DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - Takes no damage CATHUN Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 7 - His stomping kills a wolf DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - Takes no damage. AMPERE Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 5 - Succesfully blocks Alice/Hotaru's bond. Mesec has already been pulled away by Aviya. DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - Is protected by Gaucho's fire wolf. CRYSTARIUS Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 3 - The wolf avoids the attack DAMAGE TAKEN || even - it turns around and bites you. ODE Team wolf DAMAGE DEALT || 10 - As Ode collapses, his death gives strength to two wolves around him DAMAGE TAKEN || even - death. TATIANA Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 7 - Her antler's impale a wolf DAMAGE TAKEN || even - its blood drips down onto her forehead causing minor burns. TEMBOVU Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 9 - Doesn't attack. He serves as a distraction. DAMAGE TAKEN || even - Although Mauja's birds race towards him, he is still attacked by a wolf MAUJA Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 9 - the fire birds kill two wolves, but don't reach Tembovu in time. DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - takes no damage. AITHNIEL Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 10 - Three wolves explode into flames. DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - Is protected by Gaucho's fire wolf. THRANDUIL Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 7 - knocks into Meg and shoves her aside. Wolf attack throws the wolf into a tree DAMAGE TAKEN || even - Stumbles due to the chaos and twists an ankle. TORLEIK Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 6 - Torleik's hooves find the shoulder of a wolf, causing it to run away. DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - takes no damage. MEG Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 2 - Fire is misguided - attacked by Thranduil DAMAGE TAKEN || even - Thranduil shoves her roughly aside. GAUCHO Team MG DAMAGE DEALT || 4 - Fire protects Aithniel and Ampere, but doesn't hit any other wolves. DAMAGE TAKEN || odd - Takes no damage. Rexanna, Thantons, Panzram all posted after the time limit! Assume the fight had already ended by then/that they missed. PRIZES
If you didn't get a prize, you STILL get SWP points which can be used to cash in at the end of the plot! So no worries. screenshot of lists: http://images.helovia.net/index.php/phot...d6f82d702/ (I wrote Ktulu instead of Soren! Sorry!). 1. Ophelia gets a vial of wolf god blood 2. Soren gets a small black glowing fang 3. Meg gets a wolf god skull mask 4. Ampere gets a vial of wolf god blood 5. Knox gets dark/wing magic! 6. Res gets dark/wind magic! 7. Najya gets the wolf god rib sword 8. Dvorak gets a vial of wolf god blood 9. Volterra gets a small black glowing fang 10. Tembovu gets a vial of wolf god blood 11. Erthe gets a small black glowing fang 12. Aviya gets a small black glowing fang 13. Nox gets wolf god hide armor 14. Ranjiri gets a small black glowing fang 15. Cera gets a vial of wolf god blood 16. Torleik gets a vial of wolf god blood You can give your items ICly/OOCly to other people. These items belong to this specific character until ICly given! ALL ITEMS ARE BEING ADDED TO YOUR PRIZE RECORDS. You don't need to post to the char records updates. Najya, Meg and Mortuus Nox, you guys can post in the character record updates to choose your item enchantment! TY
09-12-2015, 09:16 PM
There will be a new thread made!
09-13-2015, 01:32 AM
Mesec has contracted BFB from Ophelia.
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