Muttonhawk

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Fendros let Meesei go once it was clear that she could walk on her own, even if it did look like she was still in serious pain. He drew his weapons and stayed near, shouldering to the front of the reluctant soldiers.

While it may not have been the most inspired choice of oratory, Meesei's very presence and confidence in spite of her grievous wounds were all that seemed to be needed. It was the brief push that the soldiers needed to convince them that not only victory was possible, but so was survival. Fendros lead the second wave with his own war cry and clashed with the enemy near his pack again.

If the initial vanguard was a nail into the enemy, the charge of the rest was a mallet striking in behind it. The formations splintered under Kaleeth's brute strength and Meesei's devastating spells kept them on the back foot. All the while, however, Gallus found himself suspicious. He stepped back from the fighting for a quick break, shouting on encouragement and orders to those around him. While he did so, he looked around the battlefield, trying to make sense of it all. Where did this ambushing force come from? They couldn't have expected them to get this far, was this a contingency? Were these enemies made up of the force that was meant to be waiting for them out in the wilderness to wipe them out after a forced march? Were there prisoners underneath the keep that were now trapped? The priority was getting away from the gas for now, but such things plagued his mind as he tried to stay aware of the immediate situation.

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

... I have a plan for the new demigods. Tell me what you think. Teknall decides to go to Illunabar for help, since he needs someone who is good at making personalities. There is a period of collaborative design and negotiations, in which Illunabar/the divas realise they could do with some help in making Lifpraville. At this point it is decided to make two demigods- one to help the Rovaick learn metalworking (Conata), and one to bring machinery to the first city (Kinesis). The rest is straight-forward.

@BBeast

Seems fitting that Teknall would have a hand in the first designer babies.

This actually fits in better with my original long term plans for Conata. I'm cool with this.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Gallus' charge behind Kaleeth-rei was joined by a few brave souls amongst the warband along with Meesei's pack in Lorag, Janius, and Ahnasha, but none of his pack were beside him. He took as much advantage as he could of the breach that Kaleeth had opened, shouting to push through and break the enemy centre. He was fighting recklessly.

Meanwhile, Janius' approach was less aggressive. He did what he normally did when Kaleeth was in beast form; run interference against attacks that she would have trouble defending against. This time, his job was made much easier with Kaleeth's new-found skill in beast form. Hopefully it would be enough to win the day. Two hundred enemies would not be infeasible to win against if they kept this pressure up.

Futher back, Fendros gave Meesei an unsure look regarding her request. "Meesei, we cannot leave you behind," he insisted, "You're too wounded to fight."

While Fendros seemed adamant for a few moments, he quickly observed the reluctance of those around him. Meesei's intent became clearer then. After looking around some more, he appeared torn. "Alright, just...don't push yourself, okay? You look near enough to falling apart." Fendros carefully bent down and set Meesei's feet upon the ground. He was sure to support her arm around his shoulder rather than risk her falling over.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

It was audacious for Lorag to speak to Ri'vashi as assertively as he did, but there was no lack of justification. The formations that followed were rushed. Morale was not as high but this was their best shot.

Sabine hesitated when Meesei spoke to her, though she eventually did transform back to her Breton form. She looked tense and exhausted, but her wide-eyes showed that she was just as anxious as her beast spirit was. Even though she stayed with the wounded to help defend from spells and keep her now unarmoured body away from the fighting, she tried not look at either Peiter or Meesei for longer than fleeting glances.

With a surprisingly level voice, even as raspy as it was from her shouting, Uthri spoke to Gallus with her arms out. "Give the boy here. You need to help command, Gallus."

In response, Gallus momentarily ground his teeth in apparent frustration, but then carefully laid Peiter in Uthri's arms anyway. He then took her shoulder and said something quietly into her ear before pulling away and drawing his weapons.

Ahead, Kaleeth's movements while in her beast form were very different than usual. Janius in particular saw a grace in her gait that was more reminiscent of her Argonian form than her beast form. It was as if Kaleeth was not sharing her mind at all. He was going to suggest treating the gate like it had prey on the other side, but she evidently needed no help if she was in such control. Instead, he pat her on the side and gave her a frantic reminder, "Kaleeth, love, the gate! Quickly! Go! Go!"

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

There was something of a stunned silence from those around Meesei. Although lycans were not particularly ceremonious in their practices, the Ring of Hircine was decidedly the champion's possession. It seemed preposterous to hand it off. However, the situation was so desperate that no one dared object. It was the best options so far.

Gallus fidgeted. "If we are going to do anything, we need to do it now. That gas will settle soon."

"Kaleeth," Janius put a hand on Kaleeth's shoulder. He had a determined look, contrary to the regular worry he displayed when Kaleeth was to head into danger, such as being at the front of an assault. "If you can do this, you'll save us all."

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

Just checking, who here is working on a post and who is waiting? I'm in the latter camp right now.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Once the fighting died down, Gallus knelt down by Peiter and leaned his hands on the bottom of Uthri's bloodied hatchet standing on the ground. Be was catching his breath, but Ri'vashi's words made him purse his lips and furrow his brow. He peered up at the crumbling keep and found only worse news.

"If we're trapped here, they can strike at the camp. They'll get our wounded and our camp followers." Gallus spoke quickly to Ri'nakhad, "What's worse..." Gallus pointed to the gas, "everyone needs to get out of the courtyard. That gas kills lycans. We need to move."

After putting his shield away, retrieving his hammer, and giving the hatchet back, Gallus leaned over Peiter. Once he was satisfied that he could move Peiter without killing him, lifted him over his shoulders. "Can't we open the gate normally? How did it get closed?"

Without prompt, Fendros put away his own weapons and scooped up Meesei behind the shoulders and knees to move her. "There's that scaffolding around the expansion, isn't there? Ahnasha got in that way. Maybe we could get out?"

Sabine hovered around Gallus as he carried Peiter, continuing to whine softly.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

It's nearly two in the morning here. I don't have to get up early tomorrow, so it's all fine. I'll probably be heading to sleep either when I finish the YouTube video I'm watching or when your next post comes up.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

With her ears flat and the hair on the back of her neck bristling, Sabine continued to vocalise anger even as Gallus was slowly getting up with a pained groan. It was Meesei's words that made her stop and look in Meesei's direction. Meesei was Sabine's alpha, her words were compelling in spite of her injuries.

Sabine stepped to one side and turned to look down at Peiter. Her beast spirit panicked while Sabine tried desperately to make sense of the situation. There was so much blood. Peiter was paling. The severed stump was so unnatural. Sabine felt sick for the first time in her beast form.

Stop bleeding.

Stop the bleeding.

She spotted the glass bottle containing an easily recognisable healing potion. She even remembered making that particular one. She recognised the bottle. If she could just open it and pour it properly, she could halt Peiter's bleeding. Sabine stooped and wrapped a large hand around the bottle, before lifting it off the ground. Her other hand fruitlessly slipped on the neck of the bottle as she tried to remove the cork. Her manual dexterity was non-existent between her form and her emotional state. In desperation, she ended up holding the bottle in both hands and biting on the cork. She ended up biting down on the neck and crushing the glass between her teeth. As soon as she felt the crunch and tasted the potion through the grit, she squat down and hastily poured the potion onto the rapidly bleeding area at the new end of Peiter's arm.

The entire bottle bubbled out, wave by wave. Sabine's hopes began to fade as the last drops fell. Then, the wounds began to close.

By this point, Gallus had reached Peiter's feet and observed that his bleeding had been staunched. His next words came out in a commanding bellow to Sabine. "Back from him! Now!" Gallus' voice caused Sabine to turn and bare her teeth, growling lowly again, but she didn't strike. Even out of his own beast form, Gallus knew how to channel his authority to lesser werewolves. "That's my packmate! I protect him!"

Sabine reluctantly stepped back, closing her mouth and licking her lips. Her ears were still flat with fear and anger, but Gallus' authority seemed to make her beast spirit back off enough for Sabine's rational side to be given some room.

Keeping his eyes on Sabine, Gallus took Peiter's ankles and dragged him towards Meesei. His own trail of blood was from a puddle at this point, leaving a larger streak than Meesei was with her crawling. Once Peiter was near enough to Meesei that she could help, Gallus only then averted his attention. "He doesn't die today," Gallus forcefully affirmed to himself as much as Meesei below, "Neither do you, champion." With that, Gallus turned and joined the fight to keep the enemy back, using Uthri's hatchet to spill the blood of the enemy rather than his adoptive son.

Sabine crept up to Peiter and Meesei, clearly reluctant with worry. She felt there wasn't much she could do in her current form, but she did not want to take her eyes off two of the most important people in her lives at that moment. She began to whine, looking to Meesei for more guidance.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Very nice!

I looked into getting Overwatch once my study break begins. I've got a few things to do, but I'm considering building a new PC. Turns out that pretty much everyone I know who plays PC games is on Overwatch as well, so the incentive is there.