It is horrible...but what glorious horrible it is! Power courses through Tasha's veins as she drops her knife and collapses to the ground writhing. She is fine moments later...more than fine, she feels better than she ever has before. The dark wolf pounces on her once again, attempting to finish her for good.
Tasha growlsmenacingly and turns sharply to meet the attacking dark wolf. She slashes and bights at it. In a growling voice that sounds more powerful and aggressive then her human one had sounded she tells the wolf. "Run. I don't want to have to kill you."
OOC: Just so you know, Tasha could only speak wolf in this form (unless she has some telepathic powers I am unaware of).
IC: The dark wolf just snarls and goes in for another round, ignoring its wounds. It growls at her in wolvish. "Traitor!"
OOC: A final showdown between the evil wolves and everyone else.
IC: The creature shows itself. It is a hellhound, a black skeleton with flaming eyes, fire rolling off of its back. Behind them, a second wolf materializes. It is an arctic wolf, made of pure ice. Fire and ice. They bare their teeth and charge.
IC: Breel pulls out his sword, shaking at the eerie looking creature coming towards them. From the corner of his mouth, he whispers his men. "Half of you pull back with the cart, and Sir Gerd-*sigh* I'll expect you in the mines when we get back."
Riding an inch forward, Breel clears his throat and addresses the creatures. "Do you know a path out to the next town?" His horse reels back as the wolves jump forward, digging their claws in the dirt and gnashing their fangs.
Sir Gerd the Navigator cowers. "What makes you think they speak?"
Breel throws him a look before swinging his sword high and thrusting it at the creatures, a warning for them to stay back.
The wolves disappear and materialize on top of the cart. Fire is breathed at Sir Gerd and Ice at Breel.
Tasha growlsmenacingly and turns sharply to meet the attacking dark wolf. She slashes and bights at it. In the language of wolfs she tells the wolf. "Run. I don't want to have to kill you."
OOC: Just so you know, Tasha could only speak wolf in this form (unless she has some telepathic powers I am unaware of).
IC: The dark wolf just snarls and goes in for another round, ignoring its wounds. It growls at her in wolvish. "Traitor!"
OOC: Ok ty! good to know. (She has none of those.)
IC: Tasha flares with anger at the insult. In wolvish "I am no traitor, for I am loyal to no king!* With that she executes the wolf with several powerful blows.
Amidst all the fighting, the air suddenly shakes with the sound of a huge explosion. Dirt flies into the air as a large section of the tunnels collapses. As the dust clears, around two dozen figures can be seen stumbling above the wreckage, having barely escaped in time. These are what remain of the roughly thirty members of the Hand that stayed behind to fight the wolves. Slowly, the ground settles as they survivors rush to the trees.
The rest of the Hand, those who escorted out the civilians, watch on in horror from where they hide, unable to do anything for fear of Tasha and her attacker. For now, the survivors are too far away for Tasha to make out who is among them. Shadow Warriors HQ (Shadow Kingdom Location)
Alpida tries to go around it. If it continues obstructing her, she attacks. Shadow Warriors HQ (Shadow Kingdom Location)
As she runs around it, she hears the word Greyling being spoken...by herself. Blaze shouts across the forest at her, still pinned under the undead wolf. "Alpida! I don't suppress the curse! I use" The zombie wolf slices a paw through his jugular. Blaze's body bursts into flames, burning the zombie wolf with him.
The eyepatch-wearing wolf whines and licks Alpida's hand.
Alpida pauses. She steadies her mind and tries to get a reading on this wolf using her abilities. Extending it further, she does the same with the Ice Wolf, the Fire Wolf, and the Dark Wolf. What can she tell about these creatures?
OOC: As a reminder, she can detect things like general disposition and a person's fundamental qualities. Shadow Warriors HQ (Shadow Kingdom Location)
IC: Breel pulls out his sword, shaking at the eerie looking creature coming towards them. From the corner of his mouth, he whispers his men. "Half of you pull back with the cart, and Sir Gerd-*sigh* I'll expect you in the mines when we get back."
Riding an inch forward, Breel clears his throat and addresses the creatures. "Do you know a path out to the next town?" His horse reels back as the wolves jump forward, digging their claws in the dirt and gnashing their fangs.
Sir Gerd the Navigator cowers. "What makes you think they speak?"
Breel throws him a look before swinging his sword high and thrusting it at the creatures, a warning for them to stay back.
The wolves disappear and materialize on top of the cart. Fire is breathed at Sir Gerd and Ice at Breel.
Raising shields, Gerd drops his as it begins to melt. Moving his horse back, he cries out for Breel. "Breel? What do we do now-"
Having abandoned his frozen shield, Breel has already retreated back to the Village. Gerd loudly wails. "SIIIIR?!"
The rest of the soldiers circle the cart, poking their spears at the wolves. The driver sets his horses into a mad dash, causing the cart to sharply jerk forward.
Inside the cart, Gwailgur clings to his father's leg and attempts to hide the tears streaming down his face. The other minotaurs moan, but Rawfthor raises his hands and motions for them to be silent. Looking upward, they can hear a painful howl as the wolves loose their balance and fall off.
Gerd calls back the soldiers. "It's no use, retreat back to the Village!"
A few of the soldiers ignore this command and attempt to douse the flaming wolf with thick mud. One paritculary brave soldier gets it to follow him, and charges the Icewolf. As they rear back to fire their deadly elemental breath, he leaps over the Icewolf...
OOC: Just so you know, Tasha could only speak wolf in this form (unless she has some telepathic powers I am unaware of).
IC: The dark wolf just snarls and goes in for another round, ignoring its wounds. It growls at her in wolvish. "Traitor!"
OOC: Ok ty! good to know. (She has none of those.)
IC: Tasha flares with anger at the insult. In wolvish "I am no traitor, for I am loyal to no king!* With that she executes the wolf with several powerful blows.
As the dark wolf lays their gasping its final breaths, it bares its teeth at her and pants, "you...betrayed...the p-pack."
Tasha notices the wolf that saved her laying on its side, critically injured. It whines to her in wolvish. "Tasha..."
The wolves disappear and materialize on top of the cart. Fire is breathed at Sir Gerd and Ice at Breel.
Raising shields, Gerd drops his as it begins to melt. Moving his horse back, he cries out for Breel. "Breel? What do we do now-"
Having abandoned his frozen shield, Breel has already retreated back to the Village. Gerd loudly wails. "SIIIIR?!"
The rest of the soldiers circle the cart, poking their spears at the wolves. The driver sets his horses into a mad dash, causing the cart to sharply jerk forward.
Inside the cart, Gwailgur clings to his father's leg and attempts to hide the tears streaming down his face. The other minotaurs moan, but Rawfthor raises his hands and motions for them to be silent. Looking upward, they can hear a painful howl as the wolves loose their balance and fall off.
Gerd calls back the soldiers. "It's no use, retreat back to the Village!"
A few of the soldiers ignore this command and attempt to douse the flaming wolf with thick mud. One paritculary brave soldier gets it to follow him, and charges the Icewolf. As they rear back to fire their deadly elemental breath, he leaps over the Icewolf...
Their breath collides, causing a massive explosion, killing both wolves.
As she runs around it, she hears the word Greyling being spoken...by herself. Blaze shouts across the forest at her, still pinned under the undead wolf. "Alpida! I don't suppress the curse! I use" The zombie wolf slices a paw through his jugular. Blaze's body bursts into flames, burning the zombie wolf with him.
The eyepatch-wearing wolf whines and licks Alpida's hand.
Alpida pauses. She steadies her mind and tries to get a reading on this wolf using her abilities. Extending it further, she does the same with the Ice Wolf, the Fire Wolf, and the Dark Wolf. What can she tell about these creatures?
OOC: As a reminder, she can detect things like general disposition and a person's fundamental qualities. Shadow Warriors HQ (Shadow Kingdom Location)
OOC: I know, I was hoping we'd go in this direction. Unless you don't like where its heading...
IC: The wolf...the wolf is Alpida herself! The Ice Wolf and Fire Wolf combust as she infiltrates their mind, and all she can tell is that these are ancient creatures from another time. However, as the Dark Wolf still lives, she finds that it is the Mother Dark Wolf's (the massive Dark Wolf's) pup.
The wolf with the eyepatch tells her telepathically "give...in. You must. Or all is lost." With that, she disappears, heading back to the time from which she came.
Meanwhile, the Black Knight takes it all in. He watches his former friends fall. Everything burn around him. There is an opening to the Mother Dark Wolf. Does he want a chance to redeem himself?
OOC: Ok ty! good to know. (She has none of those.)
IC: Tasha flares with anger at the insult. In wolvish "I am no traitor, for I am loyal to no king!* With that she executes the wolf with several powerful blows.
As the dark wolf lays their gasping its final breaths, it bares its teeth at her and pants, "you...betrayed...the p-pack."
Tasha notices the wolf that saved her laying on its side, critically injured. It whines to her in wolvish. "Tasha..."
Looks for a moment at the dead wolf. Then turns and walks over to the hurt wolf. "Yes? Is there anything I can do?"
Looks for a moment at the dead wolf. Then turns and walks over to the hurt wolf. "Yes? Is there anything I can do?"
It is in too much pain to continue communicating, and instead closing its eyes and rests on Tasha.
*Tasha makes comforting wolf noises, trying her best to give the dying wolf some peace. Thinks of what she could do.* Perhaps find some healing herbs? but that could take too long....
It is in too much pain to continue communicating, and instead closing its eyes and rests on Tasha.
*Tasha makes comforting wolf noises, trying her best to give the dying wolf some peace. Thinks of what she could do.* Perhaps find some healing herbs? but that could take too long....
Maybe...what if...they could buy themselves some priceless time...what if...there was a way to stop being bound by time? Tasha's body glows a fierce violet, seemingly in direct response to the sudden realization. The wolf makes eye contact with her and howls. Meanwhile, a half a dozen Dark Wolves circle the pair.
OOC: Guys, feel free to let me know if you do not approve of the direction we're taking.
Raising shields, Gerd drops his as it begins to melt. Moving his horse back, he cries out for Breel. "Breel? What do we do now-"
Having abandoned his frozen shield, Breel has already retreated back to the Village. Gerd loudly wails. "SIIIIR?!"
The rest of the soldiers circle the cart, poking their spears at the wolves. The driver sets his horses into a mad dash, causing the cart to sharply jerk forward.
Inside the cart, Gwailgur clings to his father's leg and attempts to hide the tears streaming down his face. The other minotaurs moan, but Rawfthor raises his hands and motions for them to be silent. Looking upward, they can hear a painful howl as the wolves loose their balance and fall off.
Gerd calls back the soldiers. "It's no use, retreat back to the Village!"
A few of the soldiers ignore this command and attempt to douse the flaming wolf with thick mud. One paritculary brave soldier gets it to follow him, and charges the Icewolf. As they rear back to fire their deadly elemental breath, he leaps over the Icewolf...
Their breath collides, causing a massive explosion, killing both wolves.
The soldiers draw back as ice and fire rain down.
Thrown from his horse, an ashamed Gerd grits his teeth as shards of ice pierce his shoulder and flaming sparks prick his face. Grasping his forhead with one hand, he claws at the shards with the other and moans.
Disgusted with his pitiful behavior, the hero of the hour spits in front of Gerd and draws his spear. Tickling his neck, he harshly demands his attention. "You will leave for the country beyond, and never step foot in the presence of Varlamane again. If you do, we will have you branded as a lunatic and sent to the Island as nothing but a slobbering beggar. Understood?"
Unwilling to look him in the eye, Gerd silently nods and attempts to mount his horse, but one of the soldiers grab the reins and kicks his legs, causing him to fall face forward in the mud. The soldier scoffs. "You will not ride on one of Master Varlamane's steeds, coward."
Gerd crawls out of sight as distant voices attract the attention of the soldiers.
Their breath collides, causing a massive explosion, killing both wolves.
The soldiers draw back as ice and fire rain down.
Thrown from his horse, an ashamed Gerd grits his teeth as shards of ice pierce his shoulder and flaming sparks prick his face. Grasping his forhead with one hand, he claws at the shards with the other and moans.
Disgusted with his pitiful behavior, the hero of the hour spits in front of Gerd and draws his spear. Tickling his neck, he harshly demands his attention. "You will leave for the country beyond, and never step foot in the presence of Varlamane again. If you do, we will have you branded as a lunatic and sent to the Island as nothing but a slobbering beggar. Understood?"
Unwilling to look him in the eye, Gerd silently nods and attempts to mount his horse, but one of the soldiers grab the reins and kicks his legs, causing him to fall face forward in the mud. The soldier scoffs. "You will not ride on one of Master Varlamane's steeds, coward."
Gerd crawls out of sight as distant voices attract the attention of the soldiers.
Gerd hears a growl, smells the scent of death. Pain, darkness. Its gone.
Meanwhile, the soldiers notice Alpida, Tasha, and the others desperately trying to fight off the last of the wolves. A massive Dark Wolf paces not 100 meters away from the main battle. The Mother Dark Wolf.
OOC: Is Gerd a normal, unenhanced human, without expertise in magic?
