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Chaos and thuds echoed through the edge of the forest on the east side. A small and frail stranger was running with an object in his hand, wrapped in cloth, traversing the woodlands and close to reaching an exit. An small army of soldiers armed with crossbows pikes and swords were waiting for him, a few on horseback. Behind him however a rampaging beast was behind him. Though the forest was dense trees would fall over at the wake of an unseen monster, its rage filled roars filling the entire woodland area. The running stranger had a pale face of panic as he continued to sprint to the army, who were already readying their weapons. The man breached the woods. "I have it!" He shouted and continued to run until he reached the very back of the army, the rest of them were all facing the mouth of the forest for the coming beast. Silence suddenly following, as if the beast disappeared entirely, no more trees were trampled over and no loud rapid footsteps or deafening roars came from the wilds.
FAFNIR SIGURD
After waiting a minute, I sprang fourth from the woods, my reptilian body tearing through trees as I landed upon a pike-armed man, the blade just missing my chest. My crocodilian eyes glared at the soldier as he cried for help. The crossbow units fired their bolts but despite their high quality projectiles they bounced off of my scales as if they were solid metal. As their attack failed I struck the man with a bite, speed of an adder and force of a gator, my massive snake-like head nearly having the whole man in my mouth, with only was legs and squirming arms sticking out. Lifting the squirming soldier off the ground id violently thrash my head about which causes my teeth and jaws to tear up the man even more so, screams of agony sent his fellow shoulders chills down their spines as an arm popped off and fell to the ground. My face stained with dripping blood as I swallowed the now lifeless and turn up body whole. My eyes watched the next action of the hardened warriors turning to cowards. One brave soul tried to jab at me with his pike but my tail whipped him before he can even see it coming, the force would shatter his chestplate and cripple his body, sending him flying across the field and into the dirt. While he wasn't dead he was paralyzed. I'd open my mouth, drenched with the blood of their comrade, as flames erupted from my mouth, consuming flanks of soldiers that were about to charge me. Afterwards I charge at the frail young stranger that was holding the wrapped object, who began to sprint off. Several survivors and those on horseback tried to stop me but I merely trampled over them like an elephant as I was moving far to fast to ever hope to be out-runned. I'd spit out a projectile of saliva, which landed on the man and screamed in pain. He writhed in the acidic saliva, his body showed little signs of errosion, but he was in agonizing pain nonetheless. Falling to the ground and dropping the object.
"Do not steal from me, tell that to those that sent you." An oddly human voice, unfitting for my monstrous form, came from me, to the strangers suprise. He would still try to rub off the saliva as he ran off to the nearest village. As he left, I morphed back to my mortal form, and picked up the wrapped object. My armor had already formed over my now human body.
FAFNIR SIGURD
After waiting a minute, I sprang fourth from the woods, my reptilian body tearing through trees as I landed upon a pike-armed man, the blade just missing my chest. My crocodilian eyes glared at the soldier as he cried for help. The crossbow units fired their bolts but despite their high quality projectiles they bounced off of my scales as if they were solid metal. As their attack failed I struck the man with a bite, speed of an adder and force of a gator, my massive snake-like head nearly having the whole man in my mouth, with only was legs and squirming arms sticking out. Lifting the squirming soldier off the ground id violently thrash my head about which causes my teeth and jaws to tear up the man even more so, screams of agony sent his fellow shoulders chills down their spines as an arm popped off and fell to the ground. My face stained with dripping blood as I swallowed the now lifeless and turn up body whole. My eyes watched the next action of the hardened warriors turning to cowards. One brave soul tried to jab at me with his pike but my tail whipped him before he can even see it coming, the force would shatter his chestplate and cripple his body, sending him flying across the field and into the dirt. While he wasn't dead he was paralyzed. I'd open my mouth, drenched with the blood of their comrade, as flames erupted from my mouth, consuming flanks of soldiers that were about to charge me. Afterwards I charge at the frail young stranger that was holding the wrapped object, who began to sprint off. Several survivors and those on horseback tried to stop me but I merely trampled over them like an elephant as I was moving far to fast to ever hope to be out-runned. I'd spit out a projectile of saliva, which landed on the man and screamed in pain. He writhed in the acidic saliva, his body showed little signs of errosion, but he was in agonizing pain nonetheless. Falling to the ground and dropping the object.
"Do not steal from me, tell that to those that sent you." An oddly human voice, unfitting for my monstrous form, came from me, to the strangers suprise. He would still try to rub off the saliva as he ran off to the nearest village. As he left, I morphed back to my mortal form, and picked up the wrapped object. My armor had already formed over my now human body.
So are the two pirate groups going to be rivals?
@Jensoman
Oh sorry ill fix that
Oh sorry ill fix that
Klunk Fortress, Courtyard
Not bad at all
I smirked back at Jenso, "not bad yourself!" I returned a compliment before wings sprouted from my back and i took up into the air, feet turning into talon-like reptilian claws as I dove and struck my feet claws at lord krunk's helmet, though trying to keep some aerial distance as to be ready to avoid a counter attack. Mostly trying to distract him for my allies to deliver a stronger blow.
Not bad at all
I smirked back at Jenso, "not bad yourself!" I returned a compliment before wings sprouted from my back and i took up into the air, feet turning into talon-like reptilian claws as I dove and struck my feet claws at lord krunk's helmet, though trying to keep some aerial distance as to be ready to avoid a counter attack. Mostly trying to distract him for my allies to deliver a stronger blow.
JACKAL VENTMAW
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Archepeligo known as the Conomi Islands.
Interacting:
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Though I had paid some attention to Xerxes, My eyes lowered from my book once again as I looked to the explosion in the distance. With a sigh I'd lower my book and tuck it away in my satchel. I was hoping that today would be rather quiet after last night's storm, though that looked to be impossible now. 30 minutes to pillage before we get on our new ship? that is not a lot of time. "Fine, but we don't have the time to sit down and eat, might as well steal some food and take it with us instead, in fact we should probably stockpile on it. Of course considering how broke we are now cash is also something we should prioritize in." I spoke above the screams of bystanders amidst the chaos and fire.
I didn't like giving orders or suggesting a strategy after all i wasn't designated as a leader, but the idea of only having thirty minutes or being left behind was a stressful rush of a scenario for me, it was easy for the rest to think of themselves but i refused to risk leaving anyone behind. "I'll get whatever food I can carry and then I'm heading straight for the pier, I'll make sure to come back to get you guys if I don't see you there in 20 minutes." I said flatly, no longer concerned of a leadership role, and continuing to march down the street.
Name: Kilgarrah
Age : 17
Parent: Typhon
Appearance:
Power: Dragon transformation, fire
Symbol: Serpentine Dragon around a burning spear
Followers: Cultists and dragon knights that admire the power and glory of dragons.
Weapon: A lance or spear
Animal: Dragon
Bio: He was born after Typhon, titan god of monsters, severed one of his own heads in the hopes of procreating a child of his own that is the heir to his monsters. The result have worked, the severed serpentine head grew and mutated, but rather then become an abomination and amalgamation of various monstrosities he instead rose as a perfect monster, the first dragon. Typhon was mixed about his child, he had created a new breed of monster but how could one monster control all monsters? Though typhon prevented him from being treated as a god until recently, after Drake was created he would create powerful children of his own, dragons of all forms, shapes, sizes and powers. Overtime knights became famous for taking the roles of dragon slayer, which first caused Kilgarrah to despise knighthood, however eventually some mortal knights seemed to worship the dragons more then slaying them, these were the first of the dragon cultists, who's influence spread in secret sections to all civilizations where dragons were present. While a minority in most nations, dragon cultists, or dragon knights, inspired Kilgarrah to be a patron god of not only dragons but the warriors who worshipped him, adopting a lance as his patron weapon. Seeing his worship, Typhon approved of his now path to godhood, and arranged for him to receive the education necessary for the role.
Name: Kilgarrah
Age : 17
Parent: Typhon
Appearance:
Power: Dragon transformation, fire
Symbol: Serpentine Dragon around a burning spear
Followers: Cultists and dragon knights that admire the power and glory of dragons.
Weapon: A lance or spear
Animal: Dragon
Bio: He was born after Typhon, titan god of monsters, severed one of his own heads in the hopes of procreating a child of his own that is the heir to his monsters. The result have worked, the severed serpentine head grew and mutated, but rather then become an abomination and amalgamation of various monstrosities he instead rose as a perfect monster, the first dragon. Typhon was mixed about his child, he had created a new breed of monster but how could one monster control all monsters? Though typhon prevented him from being treated as a god until recently, after Drake was created he would create powerful children of his own, dragons of all forms, shapes, sizes and powers. Overtime knights became famous for taking the roles of dragon slayer, which first caused Kilgarrah to despise knighthood, however eventually some mortal knights seemed to worship the dragons more then slaying them, these were the first of the dragon cultists, who's influence spread in secret sections to all civilizations where dragons were present. While a minority in most nations, dragon cultists, or dragon knights, inspired Kilgarrah to be a patron god of not only dragons but the warriors who worshipped him, adopting a lance as his patron weapon. Seeing his worship, Typhon approved of his now path to godhood, and arranged for him to receive the education necessary for the role.
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