Human Village@Psyker Landshark@Asuras@VitaVitaAR
Aleksiya’s spears quickly found their marks. A spear of ice halted the winged beasts attack, sending it flipping in the air and crashing into the ground some distance away from Luna. The second quickly joined it, ensuring that the beast would no longer be a problem, its murky, blackish red blood quickly staining the ground.
A quickly made undead beastly companion. Skin fell from bone, flesh rotted. Organs stopped beating. The creature seemed to howl, almost as though it was somewhat fearful of what was happening…but it was sort lived as whatever sort of free will such a beast had was stripped from it.
It fell obediently in line.
The villagers couldn’t respond, still paralyzed both by fear from the beasts, and by what they had just seen these people in front of them do. One woman’s legs went weak, and another had pulled a child close to stop them from seeing it. Well, unless someone wanted to drag them away they’d likely stay here for a few minutes in shock.
The narrow passage Dragan was in, certainly wasn’t great for fighting in. Barely two people wide, the undead beast could not walk alongside him. Either behind, or in front. Not much room to swing his weapon either, should he have to, but thankfully it seemed as though the beasts were too focused on whatever was on the other end of the hallway…
And what was on the other end of the hallway, was a most unpleasant scene.
It appeared to be a central chamber of some sort. The villagers had carved a large, dome shaped cavern into the rocks beneath their village, about roughly the size of a decently sized middle class house. Storage rooms had been carved into the sides, so had houses, beds. It seemed as though whenever they were beset by monsters, the people would flee down here for safety.
It seemed as though that was no longer an option.
A number of beasts, some humanoid like the bat winged one were feasting on the fresh kills they had gotten. Some more hound and deer like ones were trying to break into some places that had been hastily barricaded.
Forest of Beasts@Click This
The beast missed its follow up, barely grazing her face with its claws. Two shots, and the beast would stagger. A howl, then cut short as Giselle’s blade would cleanly cut through the rest of its body, finally sending it to the ground where it no longer moved. Whatever had made these beasts, certainly made them quite…resilient.
As the fighting died down, she’d find herself greeted with silence. The rest of the beasts, if there had been any…had fled, it seemed. A few more had been taken care of by the Gorebat, who’s now fattened belly was making her have a hard time flying so she’d plop herself back down on Giselle’s head, making a mess of her hair and turning it into a little bat nest.
The only sound that followed was that of an explosion near the river and the sound of someone shouting in the night. Perhaps she could go see what Akyasha was up to, or head back to the village to make sure there weren’t any more stragglers hanging around.
Human Village, Riverside@Pyromania99
The Monstrous undead let out a gurgling howl as Akyasha avoided its swipe, instead leaping into the air and digging her heels into its shoulder, only to have her slam the axe into its face. Blood spilled from its almost split in two visage, but it wasn’t going down so easily. It stumbled back from the first strike, but it quickly planted its feet in the ground, steadying its stance and just barely not meeting the burning wood.
As she’d give her orders to the Gorebat, the creature would retaliate by simply grabbing her as she finished, strong hands grabbing her. Pain shot through her body as she’d feel several bones break from the crushing strength.
A feral, gurgling roar as it’d slam her onto the ground, and proceed to point the old cannon it was carrying at her. Normally such an old, waterlogged canon would never be able to fire…but she could feel it - magic was building in its barrel! Whatever it was going to do, it was going to try and just obliterate her.
The gorebat acknowledged Akyasha’s orders, chittering mildly irritably at being told to protect a human, zooming into the now burning building to help Julene.
Pirates End@crimson Paladin
He managed to pull himself onto a piece of flotsam just in time, the roiling water growing more and more agitated as the undead tried to grab and reach for his heels, pulling him into the watery grave he had just barely escaped from. It was difficult to maintain his balance at times, each platform barely supported his weight and quickly gave way under his quick movements, but even so he’d eventually leap towards the shattered remains of the old hull that Cynthia had disappeared through. He’d pull himself up over the small ledge, the ground swaying under him as the waves continued to rage but it would serve as if nothing else, better footing than that now watery pit behind him.
There was, however, now a clear path for him to leave. The ship was angled to have its bow jutting out from the water, towards the shoreline they were heading towards. A small climb up to what remained of its hull, and running across its front figurehead. If he could make a leap across a watery chasm and onto a beached ship across.
That just left Cynthia.
She had been knocked against the deck of a ship that had jammed itself half sunk against this one, barely managing to keep both of them afloat it seemed. A large piece of jagged wood jutted from her shoulder, but that was the least of their worries. She was managing to get to her feet just as Argus would pull himself up into the capsized ship.
And the beast below, too, was just now starting to claw its way up from the depths.
Behind Cynthia, the water began to swell upwards, pulling the water up with it along with the various pieces of flotsam.
“Captain fellborn!” Cynthia shouted, wincing in pain slightly. “Get to the shore! I can handle myself! Your survival is imperative!” She shouted, as the shadowy, watery figure behind them continued to rise from the ocean like some sort of primordial creature, keeping itself cloaked entirely in water. She managed to get to her feet, twirling her spear. “This thing gets a hold of you its over!”