A World Untamed...

[Roland Gilliad]

*As she returned the wink, he narrowed his eyes forward*
Hrm....

Where could this all be coming from damnit.....I can feel it but I Cant bloody trace it.......

*He licked his lips slowly* We're gonna need some help on this...

 

[LAVA GODDESSS]

Gaia

(ooc. So here is the deal, I am out of town, till the 22. Sorry, I have been too distracted and I need this vacation so I am back to normal. ANYONE can take control of my character, just move her around, speak for her, she is a strong-willed totemic druid, t he forest knows her and loves her so well that she has command over all of the forest and all of the where abouts of everything. Rolland, you probably, or even Renegade...ravenloft, you all are the ones I would hope to take her over until I get back. K...)

"I feel it. "

Suddenly, without warning, the forest trembled and all of the plants and flowers shrunk away, closing as tightly as possible.

My eyes wild, I saw Bear transform into the ravage beast of protection. The monstrous form looming behind me, his teeth wide open, a deep growl.

"In the glen. "

"I thank you for all of your help, but I urge you to take safety or do not blame me for the short comings of your life if it comes to that."

I reached for my brother's arm. "Come with me."

THe forest opened a path, reluctantly, still closed tightly. Almost as if a winter's frost was unsuspectingly coming, I could feel the pain.

My staff grew as Bear grew.

"we need to hurry."

( I CANT WAIT TO GET BACK!!!!)

 

[Ravenloft]

Brendan:

Being yanked by his arm, Brendan gave a face of mild surprize. "Wha? Sis, whats up? Is the forest telling you something again?" It was always hard to say that with a straight face. Though he understood her powers, it just seemed... Well... Weird to him...

 

[Moonlight_33]

kitt

The feel of danger, the pain within, was more than Kitt could contain, releasing her human form and returning to her natural state, that of a silver dragon. even in the dim light of the forest her scales sparkled, but her size now made it dificult for her to move. she looked to the canopy and longed to see the sky.

 

[poohlive]

There was another one. Sabaka quickly tore the root from the ground, examining it closely. Yes, it would serve him well. He placed the borun root in a sack with the others.
"Watcha up to?" Rocky asked.
Sabaka kept cearching the ground, "looking for more root."
"Why?"
"My staff is nearly powerless, I need to recharge it."
The staff of regeneration. A present from a former partner. It was a great tool, except it needed to constantly be drowned in borun root to keep functioning. He had only learned that little secret after he had brought back Rockingham.
Rocky looked at him puzzled, "Tell me again what happened when you found me."
Sabaka looked up for the first time in hours. He stared deeply at Rocky's face. A face filled with much inteligence and wisdom, but clouded by a mind of innocence. There was much sorrow built for him, but Sabaka would let none of that show today.
"I will tell you tonight," he said, getting back down to find more root. There was quite a large supply in this little spot, and he was down to his last few roots in the first place.
Tonight he would have to lie to Rocky again, like he had done for the past four years. Rocky didn't deserve it, but if he ever knew the truth, if he ever knew what he was, Sabaka might not see him again. That was something he wasn't willing to give up just yet, as much as Sabaka thought he was a loner, the truth was he couldn't stand being alone after Rocky.
Another root was plucked from it's home and placed in the sack.

 

[Rockingham]

He was so iffy when it came about the subject of Rockingham's past. He didn't know anything about his past, his family, growing up.... nothing. All he knew were general things, one time he had a dog, he remembered that, but he didn't know the dogs name, or eve if it was a male dog.
Sabaka kept telling him a story, but it left out so many things. If he were smarter, he could know exactly what kinds of questions to ask in order to find out the truth. The more he thought about it, the more he knew that Sabaka was leaving something out. If only he knew what it was.
He looked back at Sara. She was playing with a small mouse, batting it around. Rocky picked it up, and tossed it over her head. Sara jumped up excitedly, and chomped down with her jaws, she missed though. The mouse scurried away.
"You need to practice," he said, "Mothers know best."
He piecked up a small bag and practiced with Sara.

 

[Renegade]

Shadow

Trying to get used to both Bear changing into it's current shape and Kitt returning to her true form, I started to wonder if this was such a good idea. For me that is. Everyone here seemed to have some kind of skills that made them stand out from your 'Average Joe'. On the other hand, all I had was my training as an assassin that had just been completed when I left my guild. Other then the basic training excercises and a few group missions, this was going to be the first real test of my skills.

Still, I had a duty to these people, "You all know that I'm not just going to sit by while you run through this mess. I'll be with you all the way."

Watching Brendan and Gaia doing some brother/sister type talk, I look over at the large dragon that was Kitt. Hard to believe that this silvery creature was also the woman who was among us just a few moments ago. But after today, I was ready to believe just about anything.

 

[Ravenloft]

Gaia:

"Brendan, little brother... After all I have taught you, can't you even sence them in the forest? They reek of death, they are out of place here, unnatural... If not from the screaming of the forest itself, then you can surely pick up on their presence through your animal side..." She held a hand up to stall his inevitable protest against using his beastial powers any more than nessicary. "In this your powers are a welcome edge, there are nearly twenty of them coming... And if what the dragon says is true, they will be nearly unstoppable..."

Brendan:

With a dutiful nod, Brendan let himself slip slowly closer to his animal nature, it felt good to do it but there was always the danger of letting it take control fully and losing all sence of what made him human. His facial features shifted ever so slightly to appear more wolfish, and the scents poured into his mind, they painted a picture for him. The holy grove, spiraling out from its pristine circle, there were moss covered tree's, a rabbit scurrying to its den, it senced the coming of the undead no doubt. And there it was, a shambling corpse, approaching, moaning pitiously, its breath reeking of rotten tongue and decaying teeth... Brendan cringed, he knew the only way to stop them was to see that they had nothing left to pose a threat with... Dismemberment... Or worse...

Zombies:

trudging into the holy grove, came ten zombie's, their eyes swirling with maggots, their bodies showing the wear and tear of several bloody encounters befor ariving here. One howled a gurgling howl and launched into a quicker shuffling walk toward the gathering of people in the woods. Brendan rushed forward, leaping onto it with a sharp bark, transforming in mid leap and seeking the foul creatures throat.

 

[Morgoth]

Lokken walked up to Gaia. "I believe I can help, but it might cause a little damage to the forest even if stopped wuickly. But the damage will not be great and will help the surroundings and many of the zombies will be stopped. Do i have your permission?" asked Lokken, raising his hands up in case she agreed.

 

[Renegade]

Shadow

Watching as Brendan quickly transformed himself into his altered form before ripping into the zombies, I started to weigh out my options. Brendan seemed to be more then capable of holding his own in battle right now. But I had to have been brought here with them for a reason. So it was obvious that I couldn't just sit idley by while the others did all the work.

Running over towards a tree near the zombies, I scale my way upwards into the green. Moving myself along a long branch that hung over a couple of them, I secure myself before doing anything else. Didn't want to end up falling right into the middle of them. Going through my things, I used a hook with a rope around it as a weapon. Timing it just right, I fling the hook downwards at the right moment for metal object to wrap itself around the dead creatures neck.

Wraping my legs around the branch tightly, I start to pull the rope back up till I feel the weight of the zombies body taking it's effect. The living dead started to grunt and kick under me while trying to get the rope loose from it's neck.

"C'mon you undead mother fucker," I groan from his weight taking it's toll on my arms, "Let me hear that neck snap."

I started jerking at the rope in hopes to get it's neck to snap faster. Just as I made a forcefull jerk with the rope, a loud 'pop' sound came, followed by the zombie seemingly becoming lighter all of a sudden. The rope whiplashed it's back up to me with a start. My eyes widen as the zombies head flew towards me and into my hands. Looking into it's eyes, I could tell the sucker was still alive!

"Holy shit!" I yelled while throwing the head away and into another tree. With a messy splat sound, the head shattered upon impact, leaving a black stain across the tree.

Cleaning the zombie blood off of my hands, I glanced down to see the headless body rotting on the floor. It's a dirty job, but someone's got to do it. Why it had to be us, was something I was still trying to figure out at the moment.

 

[Moonlight_33]

Kitt

The rotting stench of the zombies was almost more than her senitive nose could handle, but sending forth a rush of molten flamed did seem to make them smell a little metter. Moving as she could, Kit set fire to three of the zombies, their insinerated remains falling to the earth. the others were to close to her new friends to set fire to them, but she was able to land one of them with her tail. A rancid corpse struck her in the side with something sharp the slipped beneath her scales, and she cried out with the stigr, reaching around and ripping the zombie in half with her teeth, spitting out to foul tasting muck, then looking to see the dagger the pretruded from between her shining silver scales. She knew at once this was not ordinarey dagger and she feared the consiquences of such a wound. Saying nothing to the others, she faught on.

 

[Ravenloft]

Brendan:

Kicking away from the shreaded zombie he had just lain to waste, Brendan, actually the part of him that was brendan was deeply hidden at the moment. He was mostly a rabid wolf out for blood, the rancidness of it almost didn't register for him.

 

[Cryo]

OOC; I'm back. I know it's been awhile, but I had no controll over that. Lady luck was out to get me this week. so am I still welcome in this thread? if so, what's been happening since I was gone?

 

[Morgoth]

Lokken saw Kitt go into them with a fury, so he didn't wait for Gaia's response. A rock appeared in Lokken's hands, turning slowly, and suddenly, the air temperature began to increase. The rock gre until it's diameter was that of a small tree. The temperature, meanwhile had continued to increase, until everyone was sweating. Lokken's nose suddenly sent blood leaking in 4 steady streams down his face. His eyes flashed for a second and a white orb appeared around him, and blood began to leak out of his mouth. The rock suddenly exploded into flame, and ever since the white orb had surrounded Lokken, the heat had dissapeared. Lokken was now drenched in his own sweat and blood, and his ears and eyes had begun to bleed as well. He no longer was a handsome young man, but a monstrosity if blood, flesh, and sweat. The white orb suddenly dissipated, and a heavy heat wave would have hit everyone, but Lokken's eyes flashed white again and little white orbs encircled everyone. Blood had now begun to emerge from gashes that had started to open up on his body. But then, he shot the fireball. It hit in the middle of the zombies and exploded, not even leaving bones, for it was far too hot. Lokken's eyes rolled up into his head and he sunk to the ground. The flames put themselves out in seconds.

OOC: Some of you may think this is like in King and Country, but I assure you, it isn't. He is simply unconscious, as he doesn't even have a family yet. On a side note, I am not going on a power trip. If you think I am, please read above about extensive physical injuries.

 

[Cryo]

Woh, it's a good thing I'm not there yet. Cryo is an ice innate bird, and would have died from the residual heat alone!

 

[Morgoth]

OOC: That wouldn't have been good. Lokken is only a fire mage/warrior right now, but we all know he develops slightly later.

 

[Ravenloft]

Brendan:

The magical heat and explosion was held away from him by some force he could not see, though it didn't really matter, he was face first to the ground, plastered to it actually, in an unneeded attempt to escape the scathing heat. Blinking with a curious growl as he climbed to his feet, Brendan sniffed the air. "There are more out there..." He tried to entone as clearly as he could through his wolfish jaws. "And they are coming."

Zombies:

Sure enough, another five zombies shambled forth from the surrounding forest. They looked considerably more intact than the last were...

OOC: Then lets not catch you incinerating the entire lot of Zombies again, hmm, Mr. bleeding ears...

 

[Renegade]

Shadow

Looking in the direction that Brendan was sniffing towards, I nod as the five came into view. That last power move by Lokken had proven to be very destructive, but he didn't appear to have much else left now.

Great, I could use the practice on taking these undead shits out for good. Pulling a dagger from one of my side pockets, I quickly threw it towards the zombie nearest to me. Just as I'd hoped, the blade caught it right in the skull. However, unlike what I had hoped, the son of a bitch didn't seem effected at all, let alone dead. These one's weren't going to be as 'easy' to kill as the first batch.

"Any of you guys have any other tricks left in those magic hats of yours?" I yelled over towards the rest while starting to make my way down the tree. It looked like it was definatly going to be 'one of those days' for me again.

 

[Morgoth]

OOC: Hey, people bleed from their ears. Example in point: ever been exposed to a flashbang without a helmet or earmuffs? I haven't either, actually, but seen people who have. And isn't incinerating zombies the only thing Lokken can really do, considering he's a fire mage? Oh by the way, I implied that he incinerated a bunch of the zombies, not all. But, what's done is done.

 

[Moonlight_33]

Kitt

Kitt called to shadow,

"How about i flatten em with my tail and you chop them to bits?" well, it seemed like a good idea at the time. She swung her tail and knocked another zombie flying.

 

[Renegade]

Shadow

Shrugging to myself, I figured that was a better idea then nothing. As the zombie went flying through the sky, I threw a couple of daggers into it's body. Each one pierced his body right before he slamed into a tree, forcing the daggers farther into him upon impact.

The zombie fell from the tree away from us and onto the floor while I suggested to Kitt, "Feel like starting a BBQ on that guy, if you know what I mean?"

They were tough, but I'd bet burning them 'alive' till they were nothing but ashes would probably have a well desired effect.

 

[Moonlight_33]

Kitt

Turning and giving Shadow a playful smile, Kitt send a burst of flame over the zombie, incinerating the rancid thing,

"Ok, Next."

 

[Renegade]

Shadow

Grining over at Kitt, I asked her, "Has anyone ever told you that you have a way with the living dead?" Turning away from her to see how close the other zombies were, I pull two more daggers out. Looking back, I motioned for us to keep working together on finishing these things off. How many of these damn things did I have anyways?

Shrugging that off for now, I turned to the others and suggested to them, "What do you guys say to some more team work here?" We were going to need to stop acting like individuals and more like a team sooner or later.

 

[Moonlight_33]

Kitt

swinging her tail, kitt sent another living dead target flying through the air for Shaw to pin down, then set fir t it. It seemed fire was the only way to kill the damn things. Though we had to run out of them sooner ot later.

"I prefer the way i have with the living actually, but this reminds me of a game i played when i was younger."

Swinging her tail, she collected another zombie.

 

[poohlive]

The wagon was empty and alone. Rockingham sat on the top, playing contently with Sara. He seemed content, whistling a tune to himself. Sabaka knelt in the bushes, waiting for what was to come.
A rustle of bushes past by his side, and then was gone. He was sure something was out here. He was simply positive. There was something in the air that threw it off, like rotten eggs and vinegar. He never much liked eggs in the first place, but rotten ones weren't very good at all.
He could taste it now in his mouth. It was as strong as ever. In a flas he was out, and pressed the dagger into the small of the man's back.
"Where you off to this time of day?"
It turned around. Sabaka couldn't exactly dignify it with a sex, or a species for that matter. A worm writhed and wiggled out of what was once it's eye socket. The smell of eggs and vinegar rose inside him. He couldn't help but feel queesy at the moment.
Zombies... who in the hell had woken the undead.
Sabaka had no time to asnwer that question, he quickly jumped back, "Rocky now!"
Rockingham raised the crossbow, and let it fly. The aim was true, although it didn't little damage. This was a zombie after all, two arrows clung to it's chest. Sabaka took no time in letting his sword go into the zombie up to the hilt. He smiled as the thing tried to move, but couldn't.
In his knapsack was a bottle. He didn't have much, but for just this one was more than enough. Leaving the sword inside this undead monstrosity, Sabaka grabbed for the dose. A few drops of it splattered onto the face of the zombie. Within minutes it had decayed to nothing. Sabaka picked up his sword and the arrows, cleaning them off thoroughly of course.
"We should leave, Sara doesn't like Zombies," Sabaka looked up at Rocky. He seemed more scared then Sara, who was licking his face, trying to cheer him up. Sabaka nodded and got on the wagon. Zombies rarely traveled alone, in fact he wouldn't be surprised if...
A loud explosion erupted in the forest. Sabaka looked up, seeing not far off a wall of flame rise over the canopy of the trees. A look of dismay clenched him, something was definitally not right here. He whipped the horses, getting them up to a fast trot.