Mirdas continued his pursuit, seeing a campsite in sight. A haven for these brigands, Mirdas had thought. Drawing another harpon, Mirdas made a full sprint forward, with the Captain out of range for another throw.
This was before he heard of the child being held captive.
”Stand aside, brigands, and bringeth me the child!” Mirdas had announced to the ones named Barney and Brett. The knight gritted his sharp, shark-like teeth with seething anger at the idea of these bandits holding a child captive, but held back at unleashing his rage immediately.
”Meet my demands, and I shalt spareth thee from a fate far worse than death...”
Mirdas Jaaranth HP: 23/25
Mirdas made a dash for the Bandit Leader, ending up near their campsite with another harpoon drawn. Encountering the two goons the Captain had called out for, Mirdas had commanded them to bring him the child they are holding captive, or else...
I really love the premise, and would like to proclaim interest in this! In fact, I already do have a character in mind... A craftsman of sorts whose goals are to create advanced weapons capable of facing the unknown and most likely oversized terrors that have become prominent in the world.
To avoid overlap, I think I might switch to a Knight of Void, if that is fine. Maybe even a Prince, instead depending on what blood color I roll with...
odang there were Knights and stuff already? I could always change classpects if you still want to be one of your old characters. Almost forgot this was a reboot. Got two or three other combos in mind, but I just chose Knight of Rage since it's the "easiest" one to adapt to, since I haven't read Homestuck in, like, twoish years.
”If what the Green Man says is true, this war we’re fighting was forced upon the people of this realm, huh? Well, we shouldn’t be leaving the messes of a war these people didn’t want to have in their hands, then... Causality and all that, heh...” Cesar had rambled as he continued moving things ‘round. He was happy that he had a bit of help in cleaning this mess up and all. It reminded him of the old days, where he and his crew would visit the local tavern of wherever it was they were docked at the time, have a good old fashioned tavern brawl, and clean it all up the next day when they’re sobered up and in regret. He chuckled to himself as the memories filled his head, the effort of the work seemingly at the back of his mind...
Just as Cesar had finished making the crypt look as arranged as it was likely before this whole mess started, he overheard the conversation of splitting the crew, more or less. From what he’s hearing, half of the party plans to stay and find any more lingering sources of the Darkness here, while the rest set out to these other realms and bring balance to all the rest... Cesar had been reminded that these aren’t the old days any longer.
Conflicting ran through the sailor’s head as this sudden split hit him like a howling gale in the middle of the seas. This land of endless battle, this Ysgard... it was a land rife with stories of battle, and yet Cesar, himself, won’t be able to record or at least hear the best of them. At the same time, however, this was an opportunity to make his own story. His own adventure...
Staying silent during their ascent, Cesar ran these thoughts quite a few times. A drink would be nice, he’d thought to himself, as they were easily accessible, but Cesar had felt like he needed his head clear.
It wasn’t until the bard felt the familarly warm sting of the sun that he’d have his answer.
”... Eheh, of course you’ll need the guidance of your old Capitan in restoring the balance with you all, huh? I was the one who had instinctively bore the Light that saved us all, wasn’t I?” Cesar boasted, in good humor, before letting out a hearty laugh. Saying his goodbyes to his friends, some new, and some old, was hard for the bard. Of course, like all bards, Cesar could only jest and laugh at situations like these...
The Bandit Captain continued to make his escape, and Mirdas continued to give chase, almost single-minded in his pursuit as he ignored both the spirits of nature that apparently tended to his wounds as well as the rain of bolts bouncing off his armor. Drawing one of his harpoons, Mirdas threw it once he was in range of a good shot, straight for the brigand’s center mass. Much to his surprise, the knight’s hook actually flew straight for the bandit’s head, grazing its side and slicing at his ear with the throw. Motivated by the strike, Mirdas continued pressing on, hoping his allies would follow.
Mirdas Jaaranth HP: 23/25
Mirdas continued to chase the Bandit Captain, using a ranged attack action and throwing a harpoon at him, hitting for 4 piercing damage.
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