Fetzen

The Sunday Group - Bumps in the Night

Val is covered in some modest amount of blood (not her own) and mostly freaking out, so it would be easy enough to say Maël grabs her and maybe off-brand Gandalf and they all gtfo out of dodge astride their new demonic steed.

@Rapid Reader

I'm not certain if Maël can survive such a massive blast of an ego boost as it would be to carry exactly that one poser Gandarf to safety that made a joke out of him in the airplane. _{I'd gladly try out though! I just need to know which way you all want to go!}

The Prince's Royal Guard

Manald's back was aching from the bullet it had cought, but the lycan perfectly knew that the real pain that any such projectile was bound to incude would only come after shifting back. For now a single one of these things in that position did not impair his capability to carry on too much, so the solution was obvious...

Manald had reached for the hopefully dead troll's axe and didn't even care to lift it on his way to the second troll at the gate. The creature was standing with its back to him and making so much noise with its hammer slamming against the gate that it probably would be unable to notice him or anyone else approaching from behind. The axe ploughed a small trench into the soft ground and, as it ran over one of many dead goblins, managed to almost split the small body in two due to its weight before continuing on as if nothing had happened.

The werewolf was about to finally grab it with both hands and start his approach when something flew past him at breakneck speed and way too little distance to feel particularly comfortable. What was that ? It had looked like a knife, but not just any knife but a knife on fire before it had buried itself in the troll's flesh. Manald was not confident at all that this would be enough to bring hammer troll down, so he started running and prepared for a strike with the axe from top to bottom with only little sideways movement. The plan was to smash the thing into the troll's head, but even if he'd miss (which was not all too unlikely) that he'd hopefully still hit the shoulder and bury the thing deep enough into the troll's torso to render it incapacitated for a bunch of moments. Enough time to repeat the bite procedure.

Manald clearly was counting on the troll either not noticing or just being too sluggish to turn around and defend itself properly against the danger. What the lycan did not seem to realize however was that he currently probably was by far the heaviest thing on the entire battlefield and thus, by himself, was not that unsuited to act as a battering ram against a gate already weakened by a series of troll hammer blows. He had committed onto a collission course with the troll standing right in front of it, intending to kill the creature as fast as possible.

The Sunday Group - Bumps in the Night

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Now are these the demon arms or...?

@POOHEAD189

Of course they are!

The Sunday Group - Bumps in the Night

As far as I can remember Val currently is not in an all too perfect shape to make a quick and efficient getaway. Maybe Maël should take her in his comforting, warm, noble arms and start running away with her ? It would be a very good excuse for him to not shift back at all... "I needed the strength!"

The Black Prophecy

I'm intrigued.

The Sunday Group - Bumps in the Night

Its too late to put the genie back in the bottle, and also who cleared a genie for this mission?!

@Penny

Isn't there something like 'implicit clearance' in the Sunday Group ?

One of the customers/contractors I have to deal with at work once said 'That wasn't explicitly excluded!'.

The Sunday Group - Bumps in the Night

Boss: Deeply concerned about how much of the supernatural mess has already been caught on cameras and the public outrage that must be prevented.

Also boss: Scatter!

Maël: Erm, boss ? How am I supposed to 'scatter' ? Do you think I can just shift back and put on my nice suit and tie right here in the airport hall in front of all those people and then walk away like a Mr. Smith ? I'm sure someone would try to follow me to the next toilet as well!

To Face Tomorrow - A Fantasy RP where you don't know the other characters!

That sounds quite interesting. I'm intrigued :)

Portals to the Nether (Fetzen x AutumnFrost)

Othen couldn't help but just started to grin as he heard Branna's words. It seemed she had profoundly bought his cover story, even so much that a part of himself started to feel very sad to have come up with it in the first place. If they'd become friends, what would happen once she'd find out the truth or he'd just have to tell her ? Yet this wasn't the reason why he was grinning slightly. That was caused by nothing but the bubbly light-heartedness the woman displayed.

Othen put his lower arms onto the desk in front if him, gently interlocking his fingers with each others. One could truly say that his arms were at least as thick as other people's thighs, probably even more. "A warrior ? No, not me. You'd be surprised to hear that I wouldn't deem myself particularly suited for a warrior, neither do many of the people around me. I guess I'm too sluggish, but maybe I'm just in the need for the right kind of enemy others can't fight ? Who knows!" He laughed, the intensive sound triggering some of the other patron's attention again for a brief moment.

The man decided to approach the pile of meat, picking out one of the larger pieces in order to start shoving it right into his mouth. There was never anything wrong with fresh meat, but Othen was known for eating a lot of each and pretty much anything anyway. Probably one of the other things Branna would be able to guess easily ?

"I'm trying to get the materials for a special kind of sword. You know... the steel you can get accross the kingdom isn't bad, not at all. However there is steel even better than that, a compound so good that you can slam a freshly sharpened edge against a piece of rock and you won't have a visible dent in it. Of course it's extremely expensive, but I have a customer whom I hope will be worth all the effort. You don't get these kinds of materials in some small village with limited means of processing."

Othen hoped that he didn't overcook it with this statement, but at least it would be a good explanation for his presence here. Branna mentioning her adventures outside of any settlements did trigger his interest though. "So you're coming around a lot, including the wilderness ?" Othen's eyes became brighter than before, perhaps even full of hope. "You... wouldn't mind some company, would you ? I've always wanted to break out of my box and go on some exploration myself, finding some of those minerals and materials they sell you myself. I normally just never have enough time to make a long journey through the land myself, but this time it would count to my job because I have to get back anyway! And you look like someone who indeed might have a lot of experience!"

Of course him not having had much to do with the wilderness was quite a bit of a lie, but the interest to spend some time with her together was real. Branna was attractive and seemed to be on a level of wit that he liked.

Greetings! Candy Cane Service!

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I’m pretty certain you sent me on earlier but I could be wrong

@POOHEAD189

You're right! The question is... Which one was it?