5. The vegetation is everywhere, and then you hear a crack of branches and see a massive shaggy Human staring down at you. It's way bigger than a Human, and you're pretty sure you've seen War horseman with mounts similar to this, but it's standing on two legs so it must be a Human? - ATTACK IT: It takes 10 HP to take down and you take -5 damage after it has been defeated from a rather nasty swipe of its claws. (BEAR CAPTURED, GO TO STEP 2) - RUN: Good call, wouldn't want to accidentally attack another horseman.
Then he stabbed it in the face.
It topped over on him like a tree, and it took him several minutes to fish himself out from under it. When he was finally freed, he dragged the oversized human* back to the portals, but this time went through after it.
At least the rain had washed off some of the smell.
Being short meant that you missed a lot when it came to crowds, in which in this case meant the tiny death pony had absolutely no idea what was going on when it came to the others standing around the elevator. Instead it just meant that she was going to have to wait longer and hopefully squeeze her way past enough to finally get on in order to get where she wanted. It took some struggling, as she slid past legs and hips before making her way to the inner ring where observers had gathered for the fight. Catching only the end she watched as Medea settled it before the obnoxious war pony had decided on what to do on his own with the humans, though she thought the whole lot of humans were rather pathetic looking in general. Frowning the mare weaved her way back through the crowd to where Yves was giving him a look as if saying the entire war pony issue was part of his fault.
It didn’t take long for the loud mouth to finally organize his plans on a competition between clans though Nereza had some doubt in whatever promises he made on the priestess behalf. It was childish really but like hell if the the tiny death pony was going to let her own clan down and at least not attempt to help gain points for them by capturing a human. It couldn’t be that hard right?
After a few minutes of arguing Yves finally agreed with her that going to Canada would be the best, it had the word can in the name and the tiny death pony wanted somewhere that was at least somewhat cold in some shape way or form. Stepping out of the portal she glanced up at the trees with a grin as rain filtered down from the sky. It was the second best weather, snow being the absolute best. Picking a direction the tiny death mare started to walk keeping most of her focus looking up at the sky instead of where she was going. It didn’t take long for all the trees to start looking the same and for herself to get a little lost from where she had last seen Yves. Where did he go anyways? A frown settled on her lips as she finally found something that looked remotely different.
Buildings, some of them were filled with water as if completely abandoned maybe as she picked her way around carefully looking for any sign of life besides birds darting from her presences. There was something sticking in the ground, red as she stepped a little closer, pausing before retreated. Whatever it was it began to fire tiny projectiles in her direction as she started to run from the noise. Something gazed her as stumbled over a tree root hissing as something dug into her knees as a wish to be in the Arctic crossed her mind.
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It took a moment to catch her breath as mud now covered her lets up to her knees and the fur cuffs were completely matted as it some of it tried to dry, clinging to it mercilessly. There were days where Nereza regretted not wearing boots on a regular occasion but the feeling of completely closing off her feet to the ground always seemed to bother her more than other death ponies. Looking at the trees again she let a deep frown settled across her face as she started the trudge forward. After what felt like hours the death pony finally stumbled across another base, this one however was nothing but ash, as if burned some time ago despite the faint lingering smell of smoke clung to everything. There was something small on the ground, a cellphone, but there were no batteries and she doubted it would be of any use.
This was proving harder than she thought as Nereza hissed as a small stone lost in the mud wedged itself between her toes. So far she has nothing but a few injuries to show for her time in Canada, not a human or a bird, nothing absolutely nothing. Maybe they weren’t around anymore, maybe they had simply ran around from the place it wasn’t as like the wilderness had anything exciting going on let alone dry ground. A groan escaped from her lips as she leaned against a tree almost willing to admit defeat. There was a noise to her left, something like a snap of branch as bright blue eyes looked for the source of a noise, half expecting it to be some forestry critter. It was a human and a grin spread on Nereza’s face as she ducked behind the tree again. Creeping slowly she drew closer, weapon in hand before leaping out screaming a war cry.
Nothing.
The human just stood there, slowly stepping as if it didn’t notice her at all.
She stood there, screaming, waving her hands, even poking the sharp edge of her weapon at the lumbering human and yet it did nothing. It was as if it was incapable of acknowledging her existence and instead seemed completely driven to walk in the same direction regardless of the consequence. The tiny death pony frowned, it would be easier to capture him but it was rather boring, like it was too easy and almost took the entire thrill out of it for her.
Shrugging she figured she had little choice, bringing whatever this was back was far better than showing up with nothing in her hands. Flipping her weapon she swiftly drove the blunt end into the man’s gut just below the ribs as he gave a sharp gasp, taking a moment to fall to his knees.
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As he fell to his knees she brought the hilt of the weapon up as high as she could reach and brought it down on the back of the man’s neck sending him sprawling forward into the mud. Waiting a minute she poked him with the blade a few times before marking him as unconscious. Now was the hard part as Nereza realized lifting the man’s limbs and that was trying to drag something larger and heavier than her back to the portal.
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At the tug on his wing, Kiwi glanced about, eyeing the young colt beside him warily. At least this one was an apparent clansmen, of War by the look of him. "Ah, forgive me," he put on his best smile. "I'm a bit cramped, you see. It seems the entire clan is in quite an uproar of late."
A sudden familiar voice, turned the elder colt's head. Ah, Lan! It had been some time since he had seen her, and his chest warmed like the sands to see her well as ever. He grinned at her observations. "A pleasant day to you Lan, I hope you have been well of late. I am pleased to know I am not the only one to feel so. Not to say I disrespect our dear priestess, but this is all so very ... strange."
At the subtle glance, Kiwi followed her gaze, and froze a moment, squinting at the tall figure standing out among the crowd in very, very human clothes so unbefitting a Conquest noble. "... By the sands, is that really Mengyao??! What in the clan's name is he thinking??!" If it were a subtle play at camouflage, he had to admit, Mengyao was dressed to kill.
It wasn't long until Hunter-Killer spoke again, rallying the crowd to the cause. Kiwi however, did not need a lecture, his skin was already crawling to be out of the Dusk. Away from the foreign walls, back among sweeping sands and the thrill of battle. With a smile and courteous bow to Lan he bid her adieu and hurried to find his place among the strange elevator ride to the top. It was not unlike using a portal, but much slower and far less accommodating. He tumbled forward as the doors of the crowded little chamber swung open, propelled through the portal to the nearest exit. Where he ended up was not warm, drifting sands, but a chilling billowy snow.
He had landed in the arctic.
Leaving The Dusk >>> Entering The Arctic
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[Arctic] Death Tally: 17
With all of the commotion going on just about everywhere, and with being distracted by his conversation with Borr, Wrath didn't even notice when Na'ima had arrived, or her mishap involving Mahir, or even when Dain approached to help her back up. If he had, he would have of course insisted upon his own assistance, but as it was....
"It has been long since we have shared a drink together. When we are able to make our way out of this situation," He gestured around at those gathered, and the elevator that was blocked. "We should retire to either or our residences to rectify this matter." He smiled, but then turned away as his attention was called towards where the one from War seemed to have come to a decision.
Ah, an excursion to the human world, then, to capture and enslave. How could he say no to that?
"Perhaps later?" He gave Borr a hearty slap on the back, and moved with the crowd, making his way up towards the portal.
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It was cold, where he wound up, but the cold did not bother Wrath. In fact, it was almost comforting in a way, the icy chill in the air invigorating to his senses. He emerged from the portal with his weapon drawn and ready, and began his search immediately, until he found himself face to face with a shambling, expressionless human.
It was....quite odd in appearance, unlike any he'd seen before, and as a reaper of humans, he had seen many. But a human was a human, regardless of mental capacities. He would gladly strike this one down.
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... wait. What? Yves twitched when Hunter-Killer addressed all of them yet again. Did he just volunteer all of them for this inane human capturing task that he had absolutely no interest at all in in the first place?
Taking a deep breath, he sighed at the look that Nereza gave him and started making his way towards the lobby elevator along side the rest. It was surprising how everyone was going along with this so far when he half expected someone from Conquest to let fly an arrow at his head. He supposed he could spare a little time for this then if Hunter-Killer was going to make this a friendly competition among the four clans to see who could round up the most human prisoners.
Stepping through the portal and into the forest that was the Canadian Wilds beyond, Yves was trailing behind Nereza when he suddenly lost track of the little Death mare entirely. Ah well. She would probably show up at some point later. With that thought in mind, he ventured further until he came across a group of humans who were gathered around a fire.
Summoning his kodachi to his hand, he approached them, intent on wounding one of them and knocking his chosen target out so that he could drag him/her easily back to the portal. But as soon as one of them saw the weapon in his hand, there was a shout and all the humans dispersed before he could even reach them. So much for that.
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Yves came across another group of humans who were huddled around the fire like the previous one. He didn't bother approaching them given how that went the previous time, preferring to conserve his energy for other things he could encounter in the wilderness.
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2017 12:21 am
Canadian Wilds
Something that resembled a base tucked in one of the deeper recesses of the wilds could only mean one thing. Hunters. Yves growled to himself as he made his way through the area cautiously. Whatever was here was already long gone apparently given the amount of greenery that now covered the area.
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Another group of humans gathered around the fire. Nope. Moving on.
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Posted: Fri Jul 28, 2017 12:23 am
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Something was coming. Yves stood his ground and simply waited for it to home in on his position. With a low pitched growl and heavy footsteps that reverberated the very ground that he stood on, a bear emerged from the vegetation, standing on both of its hind legs as it gave Yves an appraising look.
"If that's you Shikoba, you have five seconds to identify yourself before I start attacking."
He calmly stated his intent and waited for the bear to make its move.
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Yves, War Horseman HP: 40/40 Fears: T2 Battle Cry, T2 Swift Strikes, T1 Swift Strikes
The not!Shik bear did not understand any of the words that Yves said of course. Planting its forepaws on the ground, it gave a loud growl and started charging towards the War horseman.
Alright. The bear was definitely not Shikoba then. It wouldn't do if Yves jumped in with his weapon drawn without first verifying whether the bear was one of them. Stretching out his wings, the War horseman took to the air, calling his kodachi to his hand before tossing it at the bear.
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