Muttonhawk

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

Man, that's something I would expect to see in a game of Liberal Crime Squad.

Are the anti-corruption investigations still going?

Also, collab's almost done.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

The Senche-raht's final swing was dodged as a reflex by Gallus. He stepped back quickly as his packmates punctured the large Khajiit and guaranteed his demise. One quick look at Irenya's remains made his face darken for a moment before he quickly turned and raised his hammer. "Form up! Form up!" he shouted to the tatters of his forces. There was a sternness to his expression that was as stony as a wall. It looked strong enough to suppress turmoil from within and without. "Get in line! Stand fast!"

In contrast, Uthri shouted as she stabbed the Senche-raht over and over. She finished as she turned to run over to Irenya, sliding to her knees and dropping her bloodied spear. She reached out a hand and stopped it hovering over Irenya. If any clue of Uthri's previous joviality had been present, it was gone in that moment that she realised her friend's fate. She was transfixed on the edge of weeping in spite of the sounds of battle around her.

"You four! Get spears in to help S'nishi, now!" Gallus' commanding voice continued to ring out in the background as the soldiers tried to rally into formation. "Uthri!" She didn't respond to Gallus. "Damn it! Peiter! Help her up!" Gallus' shout was punctuated with hammer-point gestures to Peiter and Uthri in turn. The deep red blood dripping off the spike gave a certain weight to his argument.

The formation was at least partially restored, and not a moment too soon. A huge bolt of light streaked across the previously daunting enemy and broke up some of the phalanx. As the destination suddenly burst into a maelstrom of mist and ice, Gallus knew that it could only be Meesei. He decided to push the advantage on the point of impact.

"Hear me!" Gallus raised his hammer, "Refused formation! Advance on that breach! Double time!" Gallus lead the way as his line advanced from the middle first in jogging strides, forming a rapidly charging chevron. "Attack!" The battle joined with the broken formation for better or for worse.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Fendros' eyes widened at the events below. "Meesei," he said as clearly as he could with his back to the still spell-channelling Meesei, "They have gas. Ahnasha's been turned back!"

It was what happened directly after that had a more immediate impact. Gallus tried to swing down hard on the Senche-raht's hind leg to pierce through its armour and disable it, but it began to charge before he could reach it. Its direction was clear. Uthri tried to intercept and thrust into the Senche-raht's neck, but her strike was not aligned and she simply didn't have the mass to stop him. She was swept aside with an impact that knocked the wind out of her. Uthri watched on as the last distance was closed and shrieked, "Look out!" Irenya was staggered to the ground and everyone began to run to strike the Senche-raht down, but the next blow had a sickening sound to it.

Sabine could see what happened from where she was and the shock made her concentration falter. She gasped and let her spell dissipate before she could cast it, not that she had the magicka for it anyway. In a fluster, she instead began to rapidly fire ice spikes in the Senche-raht's direction. She tried aiming for the weaker armour but the distance and the movement coupled with the stress of the situation did not help.

Gallus and Uthri attacked desperately and viciously once they caught up. Gallus charged in, grit his teeth, and bobbed down beside the Senche-raht's hind leg. His hammer's pick swung in with full force into his enemy's thigh and he let his full momentum rip and tear at whatever caught purchase. Uthri screamed in fury and charged with wide, berserk eyes as she sunk her spear as hard as she could into the Senche-raht's underbelly.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

With what they were armed with, Janius expected that they would barely be able to hold against the phalanx. However, all the efforts to disrupt it were provided effective at slowing it down. The holes in the lines were closed up too quickly for Janius to get stuck I and start fighting, so he applied pressure by tossing small explosive fireballs from a short distance when the opportunities arose. It was all he could do until friendly lines could properly contest against the enemy here.

Just as Gallus hoped, the frost spells managed to slow down the Senche-raht just enough for them all to start dealing with it. The addition of Ahnasha's beast form clinging to its back was not unwelcome either. Gallus continued his little plan, listing around the Senche-raht slightly until he was at the correct angle. Then, not beholden to the Senche-raht's immediate attention, he raised his right arm and bent forward, flinging a dagger through the air and directly into the Senche-raht's eye.

"Peiter! Stay on this side with me!" Gallus shouted from within the Senche-raht's freshly made blind spot. "Bring it down! Get its legs!" Gallus already had his hammer out again, this time with the spike end held forward. "Uthri! Cover Irenya!"

Fendros loosed another arrow into the phalanx as Meesei spoke, but he took in every word. He began to remove his shield from his back. "I'll do what I can," Fendros said. He was unaware of exactly what Meesei was going to do but it felt powerful. He positioned himself between Meesei and the edge of the wall with his shield raised, ready to block any arrows or direct spellfire.

Sabine was now looking distressed at the apparent lack of effect that her most powerful destruction spell had on the Senche-raht before her. What's worse was that she could see a Peiter-shaped silhouette in the remains of the mist with a halberd frighteningly near the Senche-raht she had just struck. Ahnasha and some mages were wearing down the armoured hulk, but one swipe of its paw looked like it could break someone's neck. Breathing quickly, Sabine tried charging up another ice spear between her hands. It was painfully slow while she waited for her magicka to naturally fuel what she did not have in reserve.

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

@Frettzo, Actually, I think we've got several small collabs going at the moment, rather than one big one. I'm in two at the moment.

But perhaps we collab too much. While it's fine for those involved, those who aren't see nothing but silence (possibly for quite a long time if we get one paragraph/line of dialogue per player per day).
@Rtron@Muttonhawk@Vec@Kangutso, what if, when we have the big Avatar battle, we post it live rather than in one big collab? It means it gets split up into lots of little posts, possibly very short posts, but it also keeps the action to the thread so everyone can see and feel like stuff is happening.

@BBeast

Yeah, alright. Let's just not keep ourselves hanging if someone hasn't replied for a few days, 'kay?

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

[[Collabing quietly]]

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

As the fight on the walls was all but won, Uthri rendezvoused with Gallus to make whole their forces again before they all formed up to reinforce the right flank.

Gallus was already trying to keep his eye out for any silver at the time of the counter-tactic. It seemed so odd that not even the officer at the gatehouse has anything silver to defend herself with. That's why he opted not to rush when the enemy sounded a retreat on the right. He instead had his lines form up and advanced as one. That was all for naught in the face of the hidden Senche-rahts.

Gallus' head flicked to each side in turn as he witnessed the shock against the lines. Two great holes had been torn in the formation in an instant. The new line of unmistakably silver-armed troops advancing towards them would spell their doom if he couldn't think of something.

"Get around them! Go for the legs! You, you, and you!" Gallus shouted and pointed to three adjacent soldiers, before pointing his thumb to the Senche-raht on the right. "Transform and deal with that one. Keep it off the others!" Gallus turned to reveal something of a crazed look to his pack. "We have to get the other one! Mages! Irenya! Use your frost!"

Gallus didn't leave room for protest as he jogged towards the remaining Senche-raht. He already had a knife out and was holding it by the blade. Ri'vashi may have doubted their battlefield effectiveness, but this was a big target with big eyes.

While Gallus' resistance was desperate. His confidence seemed to help keep his line from breaking and running completely. Meesei's timely reinforcement would ensure that the enemy phalanx could be met properly.

Fendros did his best to snipe at the enemy's front, though they were well armoured and any shots that did land did not phase the soldiers around them.

The melee fighters, including Janius, affirmed and rushed down the staircase to form up on the right. Many of them did not have spears, but this wasn't the first time that Meesei's pack had faced a line of silver spears.

As for Sabine, seeing the ambush below made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. By the plan, Peiter was down there. She couldn't let him be found by the Senche-raht but she couldn't go down to help him, either. Instead of following Meesei's orders to target the phalanx, she brought her palms near to one another close to her core. A familiar billowing of steam began to show as her power gathered into the best way she knew how to help Peiter. She had her eyes fixed on the Senche-raht below. With a small, desperate shout, Sabine pushed her arms forward to let an icy spear fly towards the Senche-raht she saw. She didn't mind draining most of her magicka to help Peiter.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Did we want to summarise capturing the walls? I'm thinking we should skip until there is a challenge that can be written out.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Gallus observed the officer fall to the ground with a wound that would soon kill her and then backpedalled behind his own lines to regain awareness of the situation. The enemy did not break, unfortunately. More fighting would be required for this objective. Gallus wiped his knife on the leather if his coat if plates, sheathed it, and took out his hammer while his allies continued to contest. He could retrieve his spear later.

"Beat them back! Take the parapet!" Gallus shouted in the gatehouse, raising his hammer high to point. The soldiers' efforts were split into fighting up the stairs on the gatehouse to capture those on the roof and forcing back ground so other enemies had to retreat to the wall. The defenders were fighting skillfully and bravely with a low rate of casualties on either side, but they were outmatched and out-equipped by Gallus group.

It was a gruelling fight to finally capture the gatehouse properly, upon which time Gallus sent a runner to Ri'vashi to inform her. As per the plan, he was to sweep the rest of the walls between themselves and the ladder teams before reuniting with Ri'vashi's force in the courtyard. With the snarls and struggles of what might have been enemy Senche-raht clashing with their own, Gallus hoped that the momentum would continue without too much trouble.

Meesei's flashing spells were joined by the comparatively harder to see arrows launched from Fendros' bow as soon as any target made itself apparent. He was in a state of focus in all the chaos. Painful screams and the clash of steel picked into his ears, but he felt secure in the knowledge that the tide was still in their favour. The imposing stronghold was proving to be surprisingly less of a challenge than before.

As soon as Janius and Kaleeth ascended, they lead the way with Lorag to start cutting their way to the walkway to the keep. Janius' role was primarily defensive, shielding and raising wards while the physically strongest of their pack pushed out in front.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

The rest of Meesei's pack began to clamber up behind her with Kaleeth and Janius steadying the ladder. Fendros squinted his eyes against the flash of Meesei's lightning form. What widened them again was a screaming archer tumbling towards him. He raised up an arm and succeeded in deflecting the archer to one side, but the archer reached a hand out in the pause and grabbed at the side of the ladder. Fendros and those below felt a lurch as the ladder was pulled off-balance. Thankfully the ladder did not fall to the side as Janius and Kaleeth heaved it back. Fendros did not hesitate to pull out a dagger and dispatch the latched-on archer, watching him fall the rest of the way without a scream, although the delay cost them a little more time. Fendros found the top of the ladder after Meesei held her own for about half a minute longer, drawing his bow and an arrow despite the fog being just as thick up on the the wall. Janius and Kaleeth followed once the rest had reached the top.

As if the fireball was displacing a cloud, Gallus' body twisted away in the middle of his charge and the magical projectile flew past his shoulder. He barely perceived the detonation behind himself light his enemy up in a brief orange glow as the flash reflected the glint of the dagger he had drawn. The paces remaining to the captain were closed in but another moment as Gallus leapt with his shield arm shooting forward. If his aim was right, the rim would strike the captain square in the upper chest and knock her back. That moment of imbalance was where he intended to follow through and sink the dagger into the most convenient chink of her armour available. It may have been too quick a death to avenge Miranor, but the gatehouse was too valuable to tarry on sentiment.