|
|
|
|
iStoleYurVamps rolled 1 20-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-20)
|
iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
Crew
|
Posted: Thu Jan 16, 2014 7:24 pm
|
|
|
|
Don't bait the bear. That was how the saying went. So why Marcus kept going to the haunted house, tempting fate, was not a thing he had particularly chosen for himself. One didn't question missions handed to them, but even he had to wonder why he kept being told to make the rounds. Yes, it was too unsafe for trainees. No, it wasn't easy for him.
Dis as his light, the faint blue lit up a surprising amount of the nearby woodsy area just outside of the house, the borders of halloween. He kept scanning the tree's edge, trying to see if anyone, or anything, was going to come out and attack or like most days, there would be nothing at all.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
medigel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 2
Total: 10 (2-20)
|
Posted: Thu Jan 16, 2014 7:40 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 4
Total: 9 (2-20)
|
|
|
|
|
|
medigel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 8
Total: 13 (2-20)
|
|
|
|
|
|
iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 7
Total: 16 (2-20)
|
|
|
|
|
|
medigel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 8
Total: 17 (2-20)
|
|
|
|
|
|
iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 7
Total: 11 (2-20)
|
iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
Crew
|
Posted: Fri Jan 24, 2014 12:18 pm
|
|
|
|
There was a flare inside his head. That part of Dis that would come alive and tell him of something Marcus might have missed.
Flesh eater, feral, focused- Dis was willing Marcus to distance himself. Unlike the others, this one would take true pleasure in his death. This was a horseman who would drink his blood, grind his bones, eat the meat and leave nothing behind.
It was a monster. It was what was to be feared.
The look and Dis's warning had Marcus stiffen, the attack knocking him back and doing far more damage than he'd anticipated.
What was worse was knowing that soon, if he wasn't as careful or Dis's focus shifted to narrowly, something would be exposed. Something would be hurt.
Badly.
Swallowing nervousness that raced into his heart, Marcus swung out, the curved blade cutting air as blue runes cast faint shadows on them both.
HP: 28 DMG: 5
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
medigel rolled 9 4-sided dice:
3, 4, 3, 2, 2, 3, 1, 4, 4
Total: 26 (9-36)
|
Posted: Sat Jan 25, 2014 12:04 am
|
|
|
|
If a bear was capable of laughter, then that was the classification of the noise that left him as the weapon cut into his shield: raucous, maniacal laughter. Shik was a horseman of War, and perhaps the most gruesome collection of its darker, base traits at best. Resistance did not irk him in the least; he welcomed the white coat's attempts to fend him off because he knew, in the end, that he was in control. Struggle, desperation, vigor and violence, battle cries and beating hearts, the taste of metal that could have come from blood or blade--those were his elements. Ah, it had been far, far too long since he had a proper blood bath.
And that was exactly his aim with this one. When Shik had told him that he had been a fool to come alone, he meant to back up those words and more. As a horseman he could have entertained his prey with further bickering, the squabble being like spices to enrich his meal. As a bear, he was enticed only by the idea that the faster he tore the shield away, the faster he could feast. The hungry gleam in Shik's eyes grew brighter, the very idea causing spittle to fly from his maw.
He was no reaper: there was no weapon summoned to signal his Fear charge. One moment Marcus was simply being assaulted by tooth and claw. The next, they were aflame. Roaring a war cry, the grizzly bore down on the hunter with renewed, hellish intent.
His was a call for fire and blood, and he was not going to be denied so easily.
HP: 32 Damage: 23 well okay then
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
iStoleYurVamps rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-20)
|
|
|
|
|
|
medigel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-20)
|
Posted: Tue Feb 11, 2014 7:19 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|