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The Night Watch 1913

I could see Lucas pitching a fit whenever he has to work with Grenn :P

A Tyrant's Undoing

The black fur of the beast melted into the brush as the sun began to set and dark shadows overtook the forest. His eyes, gleaming in the lacking light, were still far sharper than any man's. The wolf was surprisingly silent for his size. The speed he traveled at was a brisk walk. He'd already circled the city once since that morning, and he'd keep doing it until he picked up his mistress's scent.

Luckily, that didn't take too terribly long. The wolf came upon a drainage tunnel, and the smell of his mistress lingered. He perked up, his tail giving a wag of excitement. She was alive! And it smell as though she had company. The wolf's demeanor darkened quickly, however, when he followed the trail a bit further into the woods and found the scene of a scuffle. Three dead guards laid on the ground, and one smelled more heavily of the princess than the rest. The scent of blood lingered in the air. She had been injured.

Kolgrin quickened his pace as he followed the trail, his nose pressed to the ground. He couldn't tell if the other scents were traveling companions or enemies trailing her. One in particular smelled familiar; perhaps a guard of the castle.

It didn't take the wolf long to come to the end of the trail. He slowed, quieting his steps as he came upon a campsite. The smell of smoke and the glow of fire drew him near. But his mistress was absent. Then, the faint scent of burning flesh and hair crossed his keen nose. Kolgrin turned to follow it, and he was very glad that he did.

He caught a glimpse of his mistress's face in the darkness of the forest. For a moment, his heart jumped. He wanted to run up to her like a happy pup, tail wagging and begging for pets. However, the twisted look of pain on her face made his blood boil instead. A man stood behind her, hand clapped over her mouth. His sharp eyes picked up a glint of silver at her side; a knife. His ears pinned back and his lips receded over his dagger-like fangs. A loud snarl tore from his throat as he barreled from the underbrush, fury in his shining eyes. He would end this man's life for harming his mistress!

A Tyrant's Undoing

So what if Kolgrin happened upon Ian and Tahra while Ian is cauterizing her wound and immediately goes into attack mode again, thinking that Ian is harming the princess. Thoughts?

The Night Watch 1913

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Vampire/Demon/Witch Hunters 1913 (still recruiting!)

I may be interested.

A Tyrant's Undoing

A thunderous snarl tore through the forest as the black beast leaped over the hedge he hid behind. He had watched as a strange creature let itself be approached by the men, and then found itself surrounded. The party was only three men, but they wore full armor and bore arms. The news of the first party's demise had spread, but not what had killed them.

Kolgrin's massive paws landed softly on the dirt road. His head hung low as he stalked towards the men, his golden eyes meeting theirs with a hint of venom.

"Kolgrin?" One of the men questioned, recognizing the beast from the army.

"What are you doing, you big ugly brute," Another of the men jeered. But as the northwolf approached, he began to slowly back away. Two of the men had dismounted their horses, and one remained in his saddle. Kolgrin sprung for one of the horseless men first. The armored equines cried out with fear and bolted quickly without their riders.

The soldier put his shield up to the wolf, but Kolgrin's weight pinned him to the ground. With his own shield crushing his chest, the man was helpless. Kolgrin's jaws wrapped around his head, and the men was quickly dispatched. The other horseless soldier charged behind him, baring his sword. Kolgrin turned in time to receive it into his shoulder. It cut past his thick black fur and into his hide. But the man made the mistake of missing the fatal blow. The black wolf turned on him in an instant, knocking him, too, to the ground and descending upon him like a demon straight from hell.

The mounted man charged his steed towards the giant beast. Kolgrin leaped out of the way of his sword's swing. His powerful jump landed him across the road. His fiery eyes watched the last soldier with little mercy.

"I don't know what's gotten into you, beast, but you'll pay for your treason," The soldier growled. He turned his stallion and charged again. Kolgrin met this threat head on. He leaped at the horse, wrapping his forelegs around it's neck and pulling it down. His jaws snapped at the rider, who quickly abandoned his steed. The man began to run, but Kolgrin was far faster than any man. The beast quickly caught up to him and swiped one paw at him, claws outstretched. The swing flung the man to the ground, and it didn't take the wolf long to maul him as well.

The wolf straightened himself up once the deed was done. He licked his maw as he looked back at the creature in the road. The last horse, slightly wounded, fled into the forest. Kolgrin held his head higher as he turned to approach the strange being. His malice was replaced by mild curiosity. He bent his head down to sniff at the fey, his cold, wet nose prodding gently at him. He definitely smelled odd. Like flowers and spring pollen. Kolgrin reared his head back up to sneeze. He grunted and shook his head, his ears flopping about. The shake went from his head, then all the way down his body to his tail. Once his fur resettled, the beast took one last look at the creature, then turned and began to make his way back on his path around the city wall.

A Tyrant's Undoing

That's fine

A Tyrant's Undoing

So I finally posted for Kolgrin :)

A Tyrant's Undoing

The shouts of men were far behind him as he stalked through the dense forest that laid outside the city walls. Kolgrin had left a trail of dead soldiers in his wake, many of whom he had once served. He would be hunted as a traitor now, of that he was sure. The king's men would probably be hounding after him at this very moment if they weren't too busy running around like decapitated chickens. The great wolf wasn't too worried about them, to be honest. He was more worried about finding the one person he found himself truly loyal to.

The princess had more or less raised him from a pup since he had arrived at the castle. The king being too busy to bother with him, and the maids being terrified of him, the gentle hands of the young royal was all he'd had. Once he had been big enough, he had been traded off to the royal army to serve. However, his heart remained the softest for the young woman who had reared him. He may have fought with the soldiers, but in his mind, it had always been for her.

And now she was gone. Upon hearing of the young mistress's disappearance, and the queen's death, Kolgrin knew he could no longer stay in the castle. He couldn't hunt the person he was loyal to. He didn't know if she actually killed the queen or not; he didn't care. A wolf's loyalty didn't waver over such matters. All he knew was that he had to find her.

He'd led the first search party out of the city, where he knew her trail didn't lead. Once they were far enough away, he'd turned on them and tore into them so suddenly that they didn't have time to fight back. Once they had been killed, he bounded off into the woods. Her trail hadn't left the city, which made him think that she was still hiding within the walls. However, he couldn't go back now. Not without raising some sort of alarms. But sooner or later, she would have to make a break for it. And Kolgrin planned to be there to help.

The black furred beast crouched down into the thick brush upon hearing hoof beats. The clack of armor approached him, and the talk of men made his ears perk up. Another of the king's search parties was out scouring the forest. He hunkered down, waiting for them to come close enough to ambush.

A Tyrant's Undoing

I'll be out of town for the weekend, but I'll post when I get back. Hopefully the group will have left the city by then :)