Overlord Thraka

The Room

*Taboo glares at Sasha*
Taboo: So? I've lived in a cave half my life! It was nice there... I had had everything... Then some spirit destroyed it all! Ruined me! My brother and my father!
*She rounds on Finnick, now rather angry*
Taboo: Lady problems!? What's that supposed to- URK!
*She makes a strangled noise of pain and looks down at the blade, now protruding from her midriff. Her face registers total shock before she stumbles forwards a few paces and collapses as she goes into shock. The wound isn't fatal to a Werebeast if it's treated before she bleeds out, but if she's left alone she'll bleed to death before the blood clots.*

*Mergoux is semi-conscious, but doesn't struggle as she's lifted. She mutters under her breath while holding her sword near her bag, and the sword vanishes. If Beatrix's hearing is good she might hear the word "Elaine". Mergoux stumbles along, leaning heavily on Beatrix and gritting her teeth from the agonizing plasma burns and laser wounds. Parts of her metal chestplate have seemingly fused to her skin and the smell of burnt flesh lingers around her*

Coyote Hustle

[Tybalt Capulet] Thanks mate! Gharn is now more than a little enamored towards Mira lol. He's never had a person of her... stature being that flirtatious with him. Well, he's never really had ANYONE be even a little flirtatious with him, so it's a bit of a pleasant surprise for him to have such a beautiful creature being that forwards towards him.

Just one thing though that I kinda implied fixing in my post, Gharn's Wereform is 9 feet tall. I made it so he was bending over allowing his shoulder to be in reach, but just something to remember in the future. No worries though, it's a pretty common mistake for people to assume he's still roughly human sized. It's happened in 3-4 other RP's where I've played Gharn or other Werecreatures of great height.

Coyote Hustle

Gharn is enjoying himself immensely. Not a single one of these humans are a match for him and he's laughing gleefully at the displays of brutal violence he's unleashing. He picks up one pirate, hurls him through a window, then grabs another one by both arms and pulls until he loses one. He's currently stamping a man's head into a pulpy stain on the floor when he feels someone tap his shoulder. He turns quickly, roaring and ready to annihilate his target only to find it's the beautiful woman from before. He stops mid-swing, his huge paw inches from tearing her face off, and looks down at her in surprise. "What are you-" he starts, his jaw agape at the woman's... everything, her daring to get into the fight, her assets, her boldness to sneak up behind him, her assets and her flirting with him in the middle of a brawl.

"I-I-I-" Gharn stammers, and if he could blush in this form, his face would be beet red. "I c-can help-" he begins, only to be interrupted by having to block a pirate from slashing Mira by using his forearm as a shield. He roars in pain as a deep cut is opened on his arm by the man's cutlass, then swings a mighty backhand, sending the man into a table, splintering it.

He looks back down at the beautiful creature running her hand over his stomach seductively and is about to make a decision, when the decision is made for him. "I protect y-!!!" The woman grabs his hand and drags him towards the exit, he goes along willingly, knowing that if he didn't the woman would have upended herself trying to yank him like she is. Any ruffian who comes near them receives the business end of a set of claws, and more than a couple are slain before Gharn finally exits with Mira. Once out of immediate danger Gharn turns back into his human form, allowing him to be less awkward having to bend over so much to keep a hold on Mira's hand. "What now? Where go?"

Coyote Hustle

@THREAD GENERATOR Sin Oh but of course! Lol. I just sat on my butt and played video games all day. Such if the glorious life of unemployment :/

Also, think I'm probably gonna have to wait for @tybalt capulet for some feminine wiles like you said @thread generator sin. Otherwise Gharn will be having far too much fun smashing things like Pirate skulls to pay any attention to anyone else.

Well... actually no, if someone got him focused on another PC that'd work too... like if someone attacked him. Right now he's in fight mode, and it'll take a lot for him to get out of that. He needs to be distracted to follow someone else and not remain back to rip skulls off.

The Room

*Mergoux grunts in pain and crumples as her breastplate gives way and her chest is burned badly by plasma. She lies in a heap, badly wounded.*

*Taboo frowns over at Sasha*
Taboo: Hey! I've got feelings too!

*Jilial continues to dig and dig, never pausing, even as her body begins to weaken from hunger and exhaustion. After a few hours her hands are worn raw and blood mixes with the soil, yet still she digs. *

The Room

*Just because Mergoux can't walk, doesn't mean she can't fight. As the Major approaches her she draws a long knife and slashes at him. Her chestplate also protects from the kicks, as even a steel-toed boot on the foot of Dwayne Johnson would have trouble hurting someone through a thick medieval breastplate*

*She attempts to knock the pistol from his hands when he gets too close and lunges at him, using her good leg to propel herself towards him. Her dagger goes to slash towards the Major's throat as she snarls in fury*

*Jilial doesn't seem to notice the Dr's gesture but instead slowly gets up. She walks outside the room and to the edge of the treeline, then at the edge of the woods she gets down on her hands and knees and starts to dig, her claws tearing through the earth with relative ease*
*Her stomach rumbles and her scales are pale with cold, but the sun begins to warm her blood as she digs a grave for her lover with her bare hands*

The Room

*Taboo skids to a halt and holds up her hands to Finnick*
Taboo: Woah woah woah! It's me Taboo! Don't hurt me okay!?
*She doesn't notice Lecter coming up behind her, so just to prove who she is to Finnick she transforms back into human form*
Taboo: Can you help me actually!? There's this psycho b&@^@-lady trying to spill my guts!

The Room

*Mergoux screams in pain and staggers, crashing into the table next to Taboo as her leg crumples out from under her*
Mergoux: AGH! YOU BAS-UGH!
*She chokes as Taboo launches a punch at her throat and scrambles away. Taboo runs for the main room, sees the congregation around Horus's body and takes a sharp turn into the kitchen, where she desperately looks for a place to hide*

*Mergoux spends almost a solid minute trying to breath through her damaged windpipe before struggling to her feet, breathing raggedly*
Mergoux: YOU!
*She points at the Major with her sword*
Mergoux: You're dead!
*She takes one step, falters as she puts weight on her shot leg and falls again. She roars in fury and pulls a small hand crossbow from her bag, then fires it at the Major's chest*

*Jilail doesn't move at all*

The Room

*Taboo yelps and rolls under another slash from Mergoux. She nimbly darts between the Warriors legs and slashes with her claws as she moves. Mergoux growls in pain as a deep cut is opened on her left foreleg and continues to limp after Taboo. Taboo for her part is trying not to both scream in terror and laugh her head off. She loves seeing the sight of Mergoux so infuriated, but isn't dumb enough not to be scared by her, knowing that if Merg catches her it's all over.*

*She leaps over the bar but mid-air is startled by the gunshot and stumbles clumsily. She lands hard on her arm and winces as she feels her wrist burn with pain. "Sprained..." she groans and scrambles to her feet only to be thrown back by Merg bodily slamming into her. Taboo crashes into a table and lands in a heap, dazed. Mergoux smiles, and it is terrifying. She grins with a look of utter insanity on her face as she approaches Taboo to rain down the final blow.*

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*Xan finishes binding Jilial's wounds and sadly pats the dragon woman's head. Jilial doesn't react what-so-ever, instead just sitting curled in a ball, her face blank and seemingly dead to the world around her.*
*Xan stands up and sighs, then walks over to Lecter, Sasha and the others*
Xan: She not bad hurt in body... but mind hurt bad...
*She looks back at Jilial and her shoulders slump*
Xan: I no can help... You know her? Maybe you help?

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*Tiaz wanders towards the smell of blood and death, finding the battle site after several hours of wandering. Once there he looks around at whatever is left and frowns to himself, then starts searching remains for any sign of someone he might know. If there are still demon-bodies left then he takes some chunks of meat to experiment on and taste test later*

The Room

*Taboo screams as Mergoux charges her. She transforms and dodges the Warrior's charge before sprinting past John to diver behind the bar*
Taboo: SASHA! SOMEBODY! CRAZY B&@#& TRYING TO KILL MEEEEE-AAAAH!
*Mergoux is roaring in unending rage as she runs after Taboo. She's completely lost all sense of anything else and focuses entirely on the Weretiger*

*Jilial doesn't seem to pay attention but Hanna listens closely. However, the smell of blood is beginning to overpower her as Jilial and now herself are both covered in it from Horus. She trembles in Jilial's arms and asks to be let down. Jilial doesn't pay any attention, forcing Hanna to forcibly break her adopted mother's grip. She runs to her room and eats a hand or two to sate her hunger.*
*After Hanna leaves Jilial gives a little whimper and curls up into a ball, her broken wings still hanging raggedly from her body. She seems dead to the world and doesn't pay any attention as Xan slowly walks to her and carefully starts trying to help her by working on her wings*
*Xan works carefully, her face full of sympathy*

*Tiaz is rather busy trying to figure out what Lyrium does without actually taking any. After having forced a re-captured slave to take it, he experiments on her to see what, if any, her reactions are. Afterwards he smiles to himself and tucks the rest of the bag away, knowing Taboo would enjoy it.*
*He finally hobbles out of his cave and heads into the woods, following the scent of blood*