Restalaan

Tales Of Shizuyama (Far-Eastern Monster Girl RP)

@PaulHaynek@Noblebandit@Rezod92

Skarsneek of the Red Hills

Skarsneek cracked his neck as he looked upon his downed opponent as he caught the other falling from the horse, seeing that Cambiel finished his own.

Seeing how their opponent's weapons, it'll look like close combat is definitely be what this pompous ass wants, which is why Skarsneek is going to make sure he's constantly in the worst range instead.

Those thoughts however was thrown to the sides as Skarsneek felt it from the ground, the sensation of multiple hooves burgeoning from afar until it got louder. Turning to the source, a stream of cavalry came pouring forward, multiple weapons swung and thrown towards them like an unending tide.

Swatting, dodging and evading to the best of his abilities, Skarsneek hissed as some managed to nick his skin. Then one axe managed to get past his guard and slammed into his chest.

Shit!

Skarsneek was never more grateful being born a monster, regardless of gender, at this moment as he was sure it would've left a grievous wound instead of a severe bruise. Skidding backward and quickly recovering his balance back, Skarsneek eyes flicked to the sides. Aiming to roll out of the way to quickly get in the forest on his own. Since Cambiel is an angel, Skarsneek figured that he can fly and take care of himself, probably.

But before he was able to act on it, a sharp voice warning him to get down had Skarsneek quickly obeying it as he fell flat on the ground, though his staff was still positioned enough that he can stab upwards.

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@FrogRFlowR@Rune_Alchemist@AzureKnight

Gringor of the Ironhide Tribe

Removing himself from the mass of the shoggoth slime, nary thinking or caring as Gringor strode away from it easily. Eyes already searching for his new quarry and hefted his ax against his shoulder. Even when Shizuka arrived, he barely acknowledge his question and continued towards the stragglers instead.

The rest of the army seemed put off by this as they all retreated, leaving him even more disappointed as he huffed through his nose. If all the invasion force was just made up of this useless chaff, then it would be extremely upsetting. He didn't travel this far just to get involved in a clean-up operation.

Though one caught his attention as he waved a blue torch before quickly tossing it into their vicinity. Gringor walked forward before looking at the torch, wondering what it was for.

He got his answer just as quickly as from afar, it was like the dark sky was lit up by multiple stars that trailed from a large amount of Varjan ships.

When the first stone landed around them, Gringor glanced to the torch idly. Then in an act that utterly defied common sense, he walked towards it, picked it back up before finding a higher place that allowed him to be seen, stood on top of it and then proceed to wave it mockingly for the Varjan fleet.

Ignoring the other boulders crashing all around him, Gringor continued this insane bravado before sticking the torch in place on the floor before finally leaving to join up with his already running comrades by walking instead of running as though he was walking through a park instead of a bombardment of rocks on a battlefield.

After all, the Varjans were so kind as to light up their rocks to tell him precisely where it'll land. Gringor thought to himself.

All the while, a wide grin came and he finally spoke out for once.

"Ah...this looks like it's won't be a boring fight at all."

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No worries, I should also mention the other reason I'm not posting is because I'm dealing with some depression right now. I'm really not in high spirits as of this moment.

@Dark Cloud

Take your time amd sort things out, health is more important.

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@Restalaan Why'd you @ me in your post?

@Dark Cloud

Habit, i usually ping everyone so they reply or made aware.

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Oh darn, posted and didn't notice the shoggoth movement.

Well, thankfully it's not anything too drastic so Gringor actions still matches anyway.

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@FrogRFlowR@Rune_Alchemist@AzureKnight @PaulHaynek

Gringor of the Ironhide Tribe

His thrust struck true, shattering the man's weapon completely.

An animal primal roar rang deep within Gringor, eyes gleaming maniacally as he advanced forward unrelentingly. Not willing to give up the advantage now.

Then danger flicked and he stopped his track, a gold figure blazing past him and slamming downwards like a meteor. Sending him and his prey away from one another.

Gringor saw red and had to force himself from not attacking the dragon outright. He tore his gaze from his companion and onto the warrior instead. Who had leaped right into the mass of slime and swiped at it ferociously.

He didn't let this chance pass and even risked himself being stuck in the slime by charging forward, flicking his axe head to the blunt part. Creating an impromptu hammer meant for crushing armor, it won't hurt flesh but it'll certainly destroy the armor.

Letting a voiceless roar, Gringor raised the weapon before swinging it down with all his might. Intending to slam the champion down and bring the fight to the end.

More, more!

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@WanderingDragon@Hammerman@Dark Cloud@Noblebandit

Skarsneek of the Red Hills.

Things escalated in an instant, one that Skarsneek was anticipating as he burst into action.

His clubs now merged into a quarterstaff, creating an impromptu spear, Skarsneek saw the first of the mounted knights charging towards them.

Crouching low, Skarsneek lagged his charge, moving at a slower speed. Eyes focused to its utmost as he waited the last moment where the swung is committed.

Then bursting into action, Skarsneek dodged to the sides as he struck with his staff.

A goblin's small frame and size made it have a smaller reach but the strength more than made up for it. Utilizing the charging force of the horse and turning it against the rider, it was as if he rode into a pole head-on. Unseated from his horse violently.

Not shying away from that. Skarsneek then used the falling motion to bring another downward stroke, teeth gritted tightly as Skarsneek slam his weapon right into the chest of the rider with far more force than necessary as it buried the rider a few centimeters into the dirt.

Turning to the sides, he kept the important-looking guy within his sight while having the corner of his eyes picking up Cambriel, alongside his own opponent.

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@Noblebandit

Skarsnik will go for a more rudimentary take stick and poke at rider as he dodge last minute approach. So just go wild and shoot em.

Also, I'll be busting my ass this weekend so go ahead and post without me. Same with others as well.

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@Noblebandit@PaulHaynek@Hammerman@Dark Cloud

Skarsneek of the Red hill

Skarsneek sneered, even as the blood within him boiled with each passing moment. The flames, blood and screams. All of it was anti-thesis to what being a Mamono was.

So seeing some hotshot riding ahead, it had his hair bristle and rose but Skarsneek kept it hidden for now. Hands moving towards the twin clubs latched to his back.

Hearing Cambriel being mistaken for an Order angel was somewhat confusing but the man must be an idiot. It'll certainly fit, with how the arrogance rolled off him and the dismissal of their own hypocrisy.

But still, if he can take this man down. Then it'll certainly stop the war.

For now, he spied a fallen rock and moved carefully with his clubs upwards for a fight.

Then the moment they made a move, Skarsneek will kick the stone hard enough and aimed it for the prince's horse eyes. Hoping to take him down a peg.

However and honestly, he'll have to try his best to defend or pull away Cambriel the moment it starts. The enemy are on horseback and these look like elite guards. They might take one out or two before the rest comes. So with that defensive plan in mind, Skarsneek prepared himself.

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Gringor Ironhide

Cutting down the enemies, Gringor pleasure turned to another simmering annoyance. After the initial haze, he realized that these are merely chaffs.

Conserving his stamina and aiming for minimal strikes now, bringing each one down with least power and taking in each spirit energy into his own, Gringor dispatched the rest of them with ease.

Then he felt it long before it came and shifted to the sides but was a fraction too late as a new enemy made themselves known alongside a flashing pain from the sides.

That, got his full attention alongside an unbelievable strong scent. Their tribe wasn't simply a moniker but an actual trait obtained throughout the years of brutal physical training, breeding and utilizing their inner energy to made their skin and muscle tougher.

So to see it having a shallow cut, enough to bleed skin only, was something of worth.

The scent however was the worse part as it overtook every thought that he nearly wanted to vomit. High Orcs have a keen sense of smell that they can often track enemies by scent.

Between the bloodlust, anger and sheer excitement, it was not a wonder that Gringor threw himself forward.

Here now, was a worthy and annoying fight.

His charge was ferocious as Gringor aimed for an overhead strike but at the last moment, would switched it by using the bottom part of his axe, hooked the shield to bring it down, and thrust the head of the axe forward.

It won't kill but it'll knock the enemy out from sheer force that carried enough to crack a boulder in half should it land.

@FrogRFlowR@AzureKnight

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I will be working whole day, so anyone that wants to post first can go ahead.

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@Dark Cloud

If it helps Gringor is open for collab, so you can get luna and sam for some interactions, fwiw.

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@AzureKnight@PaulHaynek@FrogRFlowR@Hammerman@Dark Cloud@Noblebandit@Rune_Alchemist

Skarsneek of the Red Hill.

After the two brief confrontations and absolute disgust for one another. The two opted to stay as far as possible from one another, Skarsneek in the holds while Gringor at the top of the deck. He helped and talked with the crew, learning a bit more on the culture and place their heading into.

A day passed, and while walking around, Skarsneek waved and greeted some of the task force members. When he reached the top, giving a glare at Gringor before doing his best to ignore the latter.

Finally, they reached their destination and already, Skarsneek noted a large number of ships around yet the response from the locals was nonexistent. Was their navy just not there?

As they ascended to a top of a cliff for a better survey, he was given a much better picture of the entire setup. Though it didn't paint a good picture for the defenders.

A rocking explosion and burst of dark cloud from one of the ships took his attention, the sound cracking in the night as it sent the Varjo force in momentary confusion. Skarsneek wondered if they mishandled one of their supplies.

Seeing the Shizuyama force charging at this distraction, it dissuaded that and earned his approval. Yet a thousand against a force twenty their size? Unless they take the head of the leader, it was still unlikely to win the battle.

Hearing Shizuka snapped him to attention but one of the members quickly jumped into action. Leaving him a raised eyebrow but focused on their current objective.

"Gotcha." Skarsneek reached for his two clubs, feeling the weapons in his hands and quickly heading out with the rest of the team. Seeing who he was with, he was prob going to be the one fighting.

A smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth. Already, an idea formulating in his head.

@WanderingDragon

"Wynn right? I'll snag them from the dark." He quickly explained his plan, since the darkness will be to his advantage. He then turned to the rest and gestured for them to head for the village instead. "You all should warn them. The ones that look close to a human, they'll trust you more."

Besides, he hadn't really told anyone yet.

But he despise Varjo. So this was a perfect choice for him to launch a little payback onto them.

After all, they started this fight first.

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Gringor of the Ironhide tribe.

Hmph. After the early days of meeting a goblin, he vowed to stay as far away from the other and busied himself learning the basics of sailing from the sailors. A great experience since he originally came from the open steppes and plains.

The swaying of the ocean, salty scent, gentle breeze and scorching sun. It wasn't an unpleasant thing, after all, the wide blue skies that he's under are still the same.

Shaking that thought off, Gringor went back to work and ignored the goblin that just walked to the top of the deck.

Two days later, they finally reached the shore of Shizuyama. Taking a look at it, it didn't seem that interesting a place. The large number of these Varjo ships anchored close to the island, however, was.

Already, the steady pounding of blood in his head came. So these were the foes that he had been hired to fight. Hopefully, they prove to meet the challenge.

Otherwise, well, there's really nothing stopping him from doing what he wants.

So it was a little disappointing that they opted to scout from above first instead of diving right in.

Arms crossed with axe in hand, he looked down on the ships. There seems to be a nearly endless number of opponents down there. It looked like Varjo had an immense amount of resources if they were capable of sending so many here without worry for their homes.

Then turning to the local defenders, it barely matched up to the invading force.

What a shame that he wasn't right down there with them.

Then, a deafening explosion lit the night in a roaring blaze of fire. Eyes immediately snapped to attention and his ears raised, already, the over-bearing thumping sound made itself known again as he can feel it in the air. The start of a large fight. Drawing his attention completely as the smaller force decided to dive head first into the attack.

Boy, he would've given up everything to be there at this moment.

Shizuka words barely registered in his ears, and when someone else took the initiative by diving down, Gringor felt like he was about to lose his mind. How dare someone else get into the fight faster than he did?!

Gringor needed no prompt as he too jumped down the cliff, feet slamming into the rocks that stood out briefly and travessed the cliff like a mountain goat. Jumping from one foothold to another with overpowering strength and speed that it curled back into graceful.

Reaching down in record speed as if it's flat ground and leaping onto the ship, Gringor saw spots at the corner of his eyes as that fury, bloodlust and annoyance built up now unleashed to its fullest.

Not even a word or roar, Gringor hacked a man in half with his axe. The demon silver being all that saved the person's life as the combination of a near-death and spirit draining left them unconscious.

With one swing, it went through armor, swords, shields, and bows as multiple soldiers fell down. All the while, Gringor had a large smile on his face. Having the time of his life as he went through an entire group of soldiers, yet everywhere he looked, there was still Varjo soldiers.

There was no strategy, no tactics, it was a sheer and simple brute strength of cutting as many soldiers down.

Perhaps just sheer instinct, an outside perspective would have people noted that Gringor was cutting a path straight into the backlines of the current main force engaged with the Shizuyama army. Where no doubt, the fight the thickest and strongest enemy lay.