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Every last movement the Knight made did not stray from the alert perception of Tharr. The way he spoke and carried himself denoted his status as a renowned fighter and his title of Champion seemed to hold great merit. His further caution continued to be out of reverence more than fear. This opponent would likely be near death under his talons in just a few moments. But there was hope entertainment would be plentiful. This one seemed to harbor some potential.
The avian feline watched undeterred at Raelis' display of light, taking note of the alteration in surrounding heat. The latter of which did little to stir him. Then there was brief silence lasting only a few seconds that bared the illusion of minutes. Each combatant intently studied the other with pinpoint precision like a laser. While Tharraleos was one to offer the initial strike to his opposition in a way to gauge their strength, his intrigue in this specific individual lead to the idea to switch things up.
With that in mind, he would abruptly make his move in the blink of an eye. Raising a leg ever so slightly, he brought it down with immense strength and struck the ground in front of him, the force behind it being lessened than usual given the weakened foundation of the vicinity. Though this was more than enough to send a narrow, precise tremor in the form of splitting ground careening straight for the winged man. This would either induce instability or force an approach and Tharr would react accordingly, even if none of these outcomes came to fruition.
@yoshua171
The avian feline watched undeterred at Raelis' display of light, taking note of the alteration in surrounding heat. The latter of which did little to stir him. Then there was brief silence lasting only a few seconds that bared the illusion of minutes. Each combatant intently studied the other with pinpoint precision like a laser. While Tharraleos was one to offer the initial strike to his opposition in a way to gauge their strength, his intrigue in this specific individual lead to the idea to switch things up.
With that in mind, he would abruptly make his move in the blink of an eye. Raising a leg ever so slightly, he brought it down with immense strength and struck the ground in front of him, the force behind it being lessened than usual given the weakened foundation of the vicinity. Though this was more than enough to send a narrow, precise tremor in the form of splitting ground careening straight for the winged man. This would either induce instability or force an approach and Tharr would react accordingly, even if none of these outcomes came to fruition.
@yoshua171
@yoshua171
Real life can be such a bitch sometimes. Sounds like I should get as many replies in as possible before such. I'll be having some free time in a bit, so I can get one or two done.
Real life can be such a bitch sometimes. Sounds like I should get as many replies in as possible before such. I'll be having some free time in a bit, so I can get one or two done.
Tharraleos listened with the utmost concentration. No syllable was missed by his acute sense of hearing, though the status of Knight was the most prominent thing be paid attention to. There was no doubt he was faced against a powerful force and couldn't help but feel enticed about battle. This minor rush of the thrill of combat was enough to entice the much more feral combatant waiting to be unveiled.
"A pleasure to meet your acquaintance, Raelis." The hybrid responded, his voice having an heir of sophistication. By now the warrior would likely gather this was no mindless beast, but instead a cunning animal.
"I hail from a Warrior subspecies of Griffins known as the Aerasginero. We harbor amphibious traits and are thus masters of land, air and sea." He explained. Such was true given his composite nature. Very frequently did the bird cat often get mistaken for a Mergriff of sorts. "My kind are additionally known to transform from the humanoid as you see before you to much larger, 4 legged beasts. Such can be dangerous given the increase in power, but some loss of self control.” He explained. Noticing he was going on a bit more than usual, the hybrid cleared his throat.
"Now, honorable Asaraen Knight." He started once more, stance shifting ever so slightly. "May I ask to see just what your people are capable of?" He requested, eyes never straying their gaze from the light wielder. From here, Tharraleos would act on the defense, reacting accordingly to attacks to gauge his opposition's strength. Something told the warrior not to be careless against this one. Even from this distance the heat was nearly unbearable. Caution was most wise to come out victorious.
"A pleasure to meet your acquaintance, Raelis." The hybrid responded, his voice having an heir of sophistication. By now the warrior would likely gather this was no mindless beast, but instead a cunning animal.
"I hail from a Warrior subspecies of Griffins known as the Aerasginero. We harbor amphibious traits and are thus masters of land, air and sea." He explained. Such was true given his composite nature. Very frequently did the bird cat often get mistaken for a Mergriff of sorts. "My kind are additionally known to transform from the humanoid as you see before you to much larger, 4 legged beasts. Such can be dangerous given the increase in power, but some loss of self control.” He explained. Noticing he was going on a bit more than usual, the hybrid cleared his throat.
"Now, honorable Asaraen Knight." He started once more, stance shifting ever so slightly. "May I ask to see just what your people are capable of?" He requested, eyes never straying their gaze from the light wielder. From here, Tharraleos would act on the defense, reacting accordingly to attacks to gauge his opposition's strength. Something told the warrior not to be careless against this one. Even from this distance the heat was nearly unbearable. Caution was most wise to come out victorious.
Tharraleos watched intently at the man, feeling as if he was witnessing an angelic warrior emerging from the heavens directly. Between the intense light and Holy radiance, it seemed the beast was giving respect more than anything. As Raelis touched down, the mammalian bird felt the elevated heat resonating from the swordsman. Then came the gesture; a very common question as he's experienced. Coherent speech was a trait he wasn't born with, but instead learned over his expansive lifetime. He was an animal, after all, though a remarkably intelligent one at that. Though hopefully a language barrier wasn't present. First was a nod from his feathered head.
"I am capable of verbal communication, yes." He started. His interactions were first spoken in his native Greek tongue. He'd wait for a response, studying his reaction to see if a misunderstanding was in play. "My name is Tharraleos Polemistis." He went on with the same dialect and a respectful bow as well. This sign of respect transitioned into a defensive stance as the intentions of this stranger was still unknown. He had shown enough honor and at least the beast had a name now. Each resourceful tool at his disposal was prepared to unleash an onslaught if necessary.
"I am capable of verbal communication, yes." He started. His interactions were first spoken in his native Greek tongue. He'd wait for a response, studying his reaction to see if a misunderstanding was in play. "My name is Tharraleos Polemistis." He went on with the same dialect and a respectful bow as well. This sign of respect transitioned into a defensive stance as the intentions of this stranger was still unknown. He had shown enough honor and at least the beast had a name now. Each resourceful tool at his disposal was prepared to unleash an onslaught if necessary.
Tharr's attempt at shielding his eyes from the monster failed and his mind was subsequently invaded. The sensation was nearly unbearable and he resisted the urge to vocalize his pain. His innate warrior and animalistic instincts kept him focused on the actual threat and the source of all this. Invoking fear in the beast didn't quite garner the result it likely anticipated. With his vision blackened and being overwhelmed so abruptly sparked a fight or die response. As such, his adrenaline kicked into overdrive, bestowing reserve after reserve. This power had no seeable end and could stockpile endlessly, gifting him with increasingly more power at his disposal.
[Combat Reserve +8]
As the Magna Pater attempted to pull its prey down, the bird cat noted he either allow this thing to yank him down, or suffer potential wing damage if he resisted. He'd even assist with such and as just before he lost footing, his left talon and major paw pushed against the ground which sent him tumbling laterally with great force, landing with a loud crash. His full weight in addition to the force of his fall was applied directly on the slimy creature. While the damage would likely be moot, this was also an attempt to pin it down and hopefully halt whatever was happening with his wings currently. His left wing flared out to the side and its ends furled into a fist, seemingly ready to bludgeon it to death. Just one of his many limbs ready to teat this thing apart.
@Doc Doctor
[Combat Reserve +8]
As the Magna Pater attempted to pull its prey down, the bird cat noted he either allow this thing to yank him down, or suffer potential wing damage if he resisted. He'd even assist with such and as just before he lost footing, his left talon and major paw pushed against the ground which sent him tumbling laterally with great force, landing with a loud crash. His full weight in addition to the force of his fall was applied directly on the slimy creature. While the damage would likely be moot, this was also an attempt to pin it down and hopefully halt whatever was happening with his wings currently. His left wing flared out to the side and its ends furled into a fist, seemingly ready to bludgeon it to death. Just one of his many limbs ready to teat this thing apart.
@Doc Doctor
Tharr continued onwards, noting how the stranger became increasingly more readied the more the beast drew closer. A completely understandable reaction, thought the hybrid. It was quite customary among those he encountered, though this individual seemed different; unafraid even. He watched as the swordsman stood his ground, only floating in place. Naturally, hovering idly would be taxing on his perpetually beating wings after some time. Besides, it seemed more civilized to speak at ground level, and the beast did enjoy acquaintance sometimes before bombarding them with animalistic ferocity.
As such, the beast would begin descending still with the winged warrior in sight. His wings would beat in a flurry of flaps as he approached the ground to ease the landing. His talons would touch down first, where his flight bearing limbs would fold seamlessly along his frame. His laser focused eyes still locked on Raelis about 15 meters away at this point. Tharr would watch him momentarily, still determining if he was a threat. He deduced this individual was a warrior not unlike him and would really only attack if provoked. Communication needed to be established to really determine if this wielder of light needed to be put in the same condition as his ship.
@yoshua171
As such, the beast would begin descending still with the winged warrior in sight. His wings would beat in a flurry of flaps as he approached the ground to ease the landing. His talons would touch down first, where his flight bearing limbs would fold seamlessly along his frame. His laser focused eyes still locked on Raelis about 15 meters away at this point. Tharr would watch him momentarily, still determining if he was a threat. He deduced this individual was a warrior not unlike him and would really only attack if provoked. Communication needed to be established to really determine if this wielder of light needed to be put in the same condition as his ship.
@yoshua171
No sight of the mortal, just as expected. As the beast stepped forward to advance on the unfortunate man, the sight of the barrel alerted him. Though once again his large body would prove to be a beneficial hindrance. The bullet struck in the left shoulder, leaving no notable damage, but did have enough impact to have a physical reaction. As he recovered from it, he suddenly found himself faced with an orb careening straight towards him. With no time for evasion and wanting to test this more unorthodox ability, Tharr made no attempt to avoid harm. This was a gamble, as more often than not, these spheres were magic in nature and caused far more damage than anticipated. Though unluckily for Steer, this wasn't the case.
The blast embedded itself into the side of his major body. This certainly had much more pressure than the bullet and the beast found himself sliding laterally across the ground, claws reactively digging into the ground to sustain footing. With Steer nowhere in sigh, the feeling of dirt in his paws sparked an idea. The man would see a billow of dust and debris as Tharraleos began to tear into the earth. Before long, more and more of the creature would vanish before he was entirely submerged into the ground. If the Martial Artist were to look from his hiding spot, he'd see the immense hole left behind with the hybrid nowhere to be seen. Though vibrations were very much evident as Tharr carved his way around. At this point he was using Echolocation to roughly determine the location of his prey. If Steer was detected by the subterranean monster, he'd find himself standing above collapsing ground.
@Metal Tortoise
The blast embedded itself into the side of his major body. This certainly had much more pressure than the bullet and the beast found himself sliding laterally across the ground, claws reactively digging into the ground to sustain footing. With Steer nowhere in sigh, the feeling of dirt in his paws sparked an idea. The man would see a billow of dust and debris as Tharraleos began to tear into the earth. Before long, more and more of the creature would vanish before he was entirely submerged into the ground. If the Martial Artist were to look from his hiding spot, he'd see the immense hole left behind with the hybrid nowhere to be seen. Though vibrations were very much evident as Tharr carved his way around. At this point he was using Echolocation to roughly determine the location of his prey. If Steer was detected by the subterranean monster, he'd find himself standing above collapsing ground.
@Metal Tortoise
@yoshua171
That took a bit longer than excepted. I guess being in a committed relationship means sacrifices must be made at certain times. Finally got some time to myself to get this done. Also somehow keep forgetting to tag people. Figured I'd do my best to contribute in speeding up the meetup. I'm sure Tharr is just as excited as I am to get this battle underway.
That took a bit longer than excepted. I guess being in a committed relationship means sacrifices must be made at certain times. Finally got some time to myself to get this done. Also somehow keep forgetting to tag people. Figured I'd do my best to contribute in speeding up the meetup. I'm sure Tharr is just as excited as I am to get this battle underway.
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