[BATT] Terror of the Fairway (Lutrin + Quella)

[Green Minuet]

When: Bloodfest 2018
Where: The Wild Hunt Booth

Two forces of nature collide...

 

[Green Minuet]

Lutrin Weesil

Health: 20

Night four of Bloodfest, week thirty five of the infestation. The infection continued to spread.

With dark, murderous eyes, Lutrin surveyed Civisect's streets. Trolls bustled up and down the fairway in their puffy winter wear, laughing, conversing, and fighting amongst themselves, all the while oblivious to the threat that waited just out of sight. They were weak, vulnerable, suspect. The brownblood did not know how much she could trust them, if at all. She gripped her spear tighter as another wandered past, feeling the wood creak under her claws.

Suddenly, between the gap in their legs, she spotted a flash of something white. It wasn't the snow (it had stopped snowing since the early hours of twilight), but something else. Something living. Or maybe unliving. Unliving imitating living.

It was complicated.

Lutrin stiffened, her whole body braced for attack. A silent growl revved in her throat. The nutbeast prowled around the edges of the booth, whiskers twitching in the frosty air. Its little head twitched this way and that, following the movements of the nearby passersby. As it looked straight towards and past her, Lutrin swore could see death waiting in its beady, black eyes.

The nutbeast acquired a target. It hunkered down on all fours, holding its tail aloft. Lutrin held her breath. It began to creep forward, body lurching sickly. As it did, its flesh convulsed as though an ill-fitting combobulation of mechanical meat parts churned beneath. Really, there was no creeping manner about it except in that it was disgusting and moved with all the intent of a predator. Even so, its victim remained unaware.

With a battle scream, Lutrin rose up from her snowy den like a tidal wave. She threw herself towards the squirrel and then past it, smashing into a blueblood. The two bowled over into the snow.

[ Lutrin does 3 damage.]

 

[Buzzwulf]

Quella Fehtan

The huge blueblood hummed quietly to herself as she closed the stand for the night. Carefully pulling spears from practice dummies, sharpening and oiling the hafts before she wrapped them in leather to put them away. They fit neatly in the boxes she kept behind the counter, and she smiled as she wondered who would appear tomorrow. Quella set her packages down and closed the lid of the crate with a clack, then straitened and walked out into the night.

Ahhh.

The slow drift of snow seemed perfect as the nightly festivities wound down at last. Quella straightened to her full height, took in a deep breath and let it out. She could see the vapor leak from her nostrils in a quiet stream, like a ghost in the night. Everything felt peaceful.

As she turned back to lock the stall, something small slammed into the huge blueblood's back and she went sprawling.

"UMPH!" the blueblood grunted as she flew back against the wall of the stall. She lashed out at her attacker as she fell, just barely managing to get a hand on the ball of fluff as it bounded away. Whatever it was, it was FAST. "HEY!" Quella yelled as she pushed herself back to her feet. "Get back here and try that again!"

STRIFE!
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Quella Fehtan
HP: 17/20

Damage taken:3
Damage dealt: 2

Standard weapon: 1d6

Power - Novice offence style A: 1d6+1 auto hit on this attack, also removing from max hp count. 1/2

Bracers - Adept Defense B Artifact: Nullify the damage from the last hit. 2/2

Quella uses novice offensive style A! (1/2)

Quella deals 2 damage to Lutrin!

Green Minuet

Oh I see where this is going

 

[Green Minuet]

Lutrin Weesil

Health: 18

Out of the corner of her eye, Lutrin saw a white shape dart past. Then she felt the full force of her collision with Quella. The blueblood swiped out at her, and Lutrin only just avoided her grasping fists. Even so, she heard a loud rrrrrip! as she pulled away. Tufts of fur floated to the ground. Lutrin adjusted her wrap to cover her now bare shoulder. This troll was dangerous.

Grabbing one of the booth's spears, Lutrin hopped back two paces and dropped into a defensive stance. Baring her teeth, she hissed at Quella.

[ Lutrin does 0 damage.]

 

[Buzzwulf]

Quella Fehtan

Quella snarled back at the wild shape in front of her, hands clenching into fists as she crouched in the snow. Who in the world was that, and what did they think they were doing? As if the blueblood didn't already have enough to deal with, with the festival and the tickets and the hectic pace of running the booths. Now she had to watch her back as well? The blueblood took a step forward, about to grab at the wrapped figure, when a thought shot through her mind like a shock.

She knew this troll.

They had been at her spear booth. Thrown very, very well. She hadn't thought much of it at the time, but this troll was definitely dangerous, even with the slightly blunted practice spears. Quella had seen her aim. She dropped back into a defensive stance, hands out and ready to ward off an attack. She almost couldn't see the strike. That was how quickly the cloaked troll moved. Quella took a step back purely on instinct as the shrouded assailant launched her spear. The hunter's hand snapped up, moving faster than she could think. Everything seemed to move in slow motion as the spear flew towards her chest.

Quella caught it.

Just barely.

Quella snapped the wooden haft over her knee, disarming both of them, then sprang forward and slammed a fist into the mass of whirling cloak. She could feel herself slam into something solid in there. The hunter didn't know anything about her assailant or how serious they were. She had to finish this fight quick.

STRIFE!
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Quella Fehtan
HP: 17/20

Damage taken:3
Damage dealt: 6

Standard weapon: 1d6

Power - Novice offence style A: 1d6+1 auto hit on this attack, also removing from max hp count. 0/2

Bracers - Adept Defense B Artifact: Nullify the damage from the last hit. 2/2

Quella uses novice offensive style A! (0/2)

Quella deals 4 damage to Lutrin!

Green Minuet

 

[Green Minuet]

Lutrin Weesil

Health: 14

Lutrin hesitated as the blueblood snapped the spear over her knee. Something flickered behind her eyes, like the shadows from a flame. Then the fist connected and the moment was gone. She went down in a whirlwind of feet, teeth, and nails, writhing under her opponent's weight. She could not be pinned for long. Greasy as a weasel, she slipped out between grasping hands. She circled the blueblood like her own personal cyclone, dealing a flurry of light kicks and bats.

[ Lutrin does 3 damage.]

 

[Buzzwulf]

Quella Fehtan


Quella went down in a tangle of fangs and teeth, trying to flatten the smaller troll to no avail. It was like trying to hold on to air. The tiny monster squirted out of her hands like something greased with animal fat, and the hunter only barely managed to regain her footing in time to meet another onslaught. Gog, the tiny thing was fast.

STRIFE!
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Quella Fehtan
HP: 14/20

Damage taken:6
Damage dealt: 10

Standard weapon: 1d6

Power - Novice offence style A: 1d6+1 auto hit on this attack, also removing from max hp count. 0/2

Bracers - Adept Defense B Artifact: Nullify the damage from the last hit. 2/2

Quella deals 0 damage to Lutrin!

Green Minuet

 

[Green Minuet]

Lutrin Weesil

Health: 14

Just as Lutrin took a jab at the blueblood's gut, a pair of hands reached towards her. She ducked down, leaving them clasping but air. Carrying her momentum into a roll, she somersaulted between the larger troll's legs and popped upright. As she did, she shook out her hand. Punching the larger troll was a bit like punching a tree: it did her more harm than it did her opponent. She scurried back a ways, looking past the blueblood for a chance at another weapon.

[ Lutrin does 1 damage.]

buzzwulf

 

[Buzzwulf]

Quella Fehtan

Annoyed by the way her tiny foe moved, Quella decided it was tome to go on the offense. "You... little... RAAAAGH!" The hunter growled as lutrin threw a punch into her unprotected back. Honeslty, it didn't hurt at all, but it was incredibly frustrating to not be able to catch the little bandit. Quella whirled on her opponent in fury and charged right at them.

Only, suddenly there was no one there.

Instead, the blueblood went right into the wood of a nearby stall, splintering the timbers as she ran right through it. She emerged from the other side as it collapsed, dazed and shaking her head. Where had her opponent gone?

STRIFE!
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Quella Fehtan
HP: 13/20

Damage taken:7
Damage dealt: 6

Standard weapon: 1d6

Power - Novice offence style A: 1d6+1 auto hit on this attack, also removing from max hp count. 0/2

Bracers - Adept Defense B Artifact: Nullify the damage from the last hit. 2/2

Quella deals 0 damage to Lutrin!

Green Minuet

 

[Green Minuet]

Lutrin Weesil

Health: 14

When the blueblood turned on her, Lutrin found she had nowhere to go... no where but down. Dropping into the dense snow, she pulled her cloak over her body to blend with her surroundings. As her opponent charged over her and landed with a crash in the stall, Lutrin held her breath burrowed deeper. Time to escape.

A troll-sized mound protruded from the surface from the snow, zigzagging away from the scene of the fight.

[ Lutrin does 0 damage.]

Buzzwulf

 

[Buzzwulf]

Quella Fehtan

void

STRIFE!
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Quella Fehtan
HP: 13/20

Damage taken:7
Damage dealt: 6

Standard weapon: 1d6

Power - Novice offence style A: 1d6+1 auto hit on this attack, also removing from max hp count. 0/2

Bracers - Adept Defense B Artifact: Nullify the damage from the last hit. 2/2

Quella deals X damage to Lutrin!

Green Minuet

 

[Buzzwulf]

Quella Fehtan

Quella looked around wildly, sniffing at the cold wind. She could smell them. They were still here. The hunter hunched down in the snow, dropping to all fours. It felt familiar, somehow. There. A tiny bump of snow moved, then again. Quella stuck her hand right into the cold fluff all the way to her elbow, grabbing the offender. "Oh, no, you don't!" The enormous hunter shouted right in the tiny troll's face, pulling her by the nape of her neck like a guilty pup all the way out of the snow. Then she wound back and just tossed her attacker at another stall, some sort of cloth tent affair. It collapsed like a bunch of sticks around the flying troll. "ALRIGHT!" Quella growled out, advancing on the fallen form. "So, what's this all about?" She didn't mind a good fight, but this had been an ambush.

STRIFE!
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Quella Fehtan
HP: 13/20

Damage taken:7
Damage dealt: 9

Standard weapon: 1d6

Power - Novice offence style A: 1d6+1 auto hit on this attack, also removing from max hp count. 0/2

Bracers - Adept Defense B Artifact: Nullify the damage from the last hit. 2/2

Quella deals 3 damage to Lutrin!

Green Minuet

 

[Green Minuet]

Lutrin Weesil

Health: 11

Lutrin's world went from white to black in a matter of seconds. Laying on the ruins of the stall in a daze, she stared up at the vast expanse of the night sky. A couple of seconds later her senses as well as her breath caught up to her. She wiggled upright, to see the blueblood stalking towards her, full of fury.

“- -a- ----ng -- ---- --u.” The sound that came out of her throat was little more than a croak. Lutrin's mouth closed. She waited for the blueblood to come closer, sinking her fingers into the snow. Then, she hurled a powdery snowball towards her eyes.

[ Lutrin does 1 damage.]

buzzwulf

 

[Buzzwulf]

Quella Fehtan

Quella growled as a ball of powdery snow flew right into her lookstubs, swinging her huge arms like a pair of wrecking balls at the place where her opponent had been. "Dammit!" she shouted out, clearing the snow from her eyes. "Oh, you are DEAD when I catch you!" If I can catch you at all, the hunter added silently. The little b*****d was fast.

STRIFE!
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Quella Fehtan
HP: 12/20

Damage taken:8
Damage dealt: 9

Standard weapon: 1d6

Power - Novice offence style A: 1d6+1 auto hit on this attack, also removing from max hp count. 0/2

Bracers - Adept Defense B Artifact: Nullify the damage from the last hit. 2/2

Quella deals X damage to Lutrin!

Green Minuet

 

[Green Minuet]

Lutrin Weesil

Health: 11

Lutrin rolled out from harm's way and sprang to her feet. While her opponent was still blinded, she launched herself at another booth, ping-ponged off the side, and landed on the blueblood's back. Scrambling up onto her opponent's shoulders, Lutrin undid the sash around her waist. With a twist she wound it twice around the blueblood's neck and pulled it fast.

[ Lutrin does 5 damage.]

buzzwulf