Post by Almyra Bys on Feb 20, 2013 21:49:20 GMT -5
Almyra watched the hunter fall until she lost sight of him. "Interesting. I am unsure of how I did see any strings that lead to his abnormality." She looked at the troll "Is the hunting lodge were were going to stay in not safe? My calculations have been thrown off by these unexpected events. I require knowledge of the new unknowns. What was the hunter?" She then turned to Almyra. "No, you have not... My name is Almyra."
The troll eventually regenerated its wounds, and was at full health. He looked at Adel and Almyra. "No, I don't know what they are, only that they're exceedingly difficult to kill or drive off. I tried before, but was beaten. Had to regenerate my limbs for days."
The troll began making his way towards the lodge. "Hurry! the one that fell down into the river must be going to warn his partner!"
Meanwhile as Riniac, the other hunter, and their hounds reached the lodge, she was directed inside the Lodge. "Just a little further in now, friend. We'll bring the elk to the skinning house and we're done." The hunter said, in a calm and friendly manner. As long as he behaved, the trap could be sprung....
Adelheid heard the troll talk about those “things” she tried to recall the sensation she had on the husk. What she could feel from them… [Hunger yea they regenerated quite fast they need the food][…and the hunt…separate those that could hunt from those that can’t or just separate individuals…] " [Tsk this seems like some kind of fantasy tale][Hey Almy or you big guy do any of you can follow the trail left by the summoner?]"
Post by Almyra Bys on Feb 21, 2013 22:55:28 GMT -5
Almyra began walking toward the lodge as well, making a few calculations in her head. "Almy? I will assume you are talking to me. I do not believe tracking the summoner will be necessary, there is a .977 chance that he is heading back to the lodge." She continued moving along, approaching the lodge alongside the troll.
"Hope the others are alright." As Riniac said this, a moth fluttered onto his left shoulder, bringing a small smile to his face. The moth was the key to his powers, though he told no one that. As he stopped with the elk near the skinning house, he turned to the hunter again. "So, is that all for tonight?"
Elenwe peered out the windows, and saw those assisting the hunters were returning. But where was the hunter?
All the lights going out, followed by a crashing pot stole her attention, as the merchants she traded with, a young yordle and old, were up against the wall- before them was the spilled contents of the pot. The little folk could see in the dark, but Elenwe could not- she could only make out a vague crawling shape on the floor, slowly approaching the wee people.
"...No... no! what's happening?!" Elenwe exclaimed, afraid. She ran past the creature to her room, to retrieve her staff. But, the Hunter had already materialized inside the room of his intended victim.
((you arrive at the lodge by your next post))
Meanwhile, some distance from the lodge, in a skinning shack...
"Yes, yes, bring it inside, friend. And not a moment too soon. I can barely stand the cold for another minute..." He sneezed a bit, going in first and putting a couple of logs on the fire. He gestured Riniac to come inside. "Come in, the fire's quite fine."
Adelheid was lying down outside the lodge pointing at it with her revolver charged with a “special” “totally legal” flare bullet. She had asked Almyra where she could shoot the lodge to create a fire were the less people would die. For what she got the girl was able to do some complex calculations to predict where or how things could happen. That’s not something Adelheid was able to do but something she could “respect” the “plan” was “easy” create a riot so those “predators” would reveal themselves or at least get the people out and ruin their plans.
[Oh well is not like I’m planning on winning anything] Then she concentrated all of her consciousness on the revolver she had summoned and now was in her hand. [Deeper] She thought and now the revolver feels like a part of her hand she was trying to to get the maximum potential of the weapon out. [That’s it] Now her hand and mind were part of the revolver it was as if all of her nerves were connected to the weapon. She shoot, the flare traveled to the lodged side were the snow wasn’t covering and would permit a fire but was far enough of the exits. It was an terrible noise the one the flare cause almost enough to stun Adelheid for a second there and then the smoke and corresponding fire started.
Last Edit: Feb 22, 2013 18:28:46 GMT -5 by Adelheid
Post by Almyra Bys on Feb 22, 2013 20:04:24 GMT -5
"You plan on saving the others? If so, then we have a problem, regarding the summoner. My calculations were wrong. I did not observe the area around the lodge well enough. The summoner did not return here, they most likely have another area where they plan to prepare the food. We will have to follow his tracks if we wish to find him. It is most likely safer here, so you should stay while I search for the others." She stood and held out her hand, channeling her magic into it to make it glow a ghostly green color. Walking by its light, she quickly walked off, following the tracks of the hunters who went after the Elk. She stopped after a short distance. It was cold, they would most likely be using a fire. She quickly climbed a tree and looked out over the forest for any signs of a fire.
Pulling the elk into a corner of the room, Riniac because rubbing his hands, trying to bring some warmth back into them. He seemed to be shivering more than he should have, forming a small flame between his hands every few seconds before snuffing it out. He glanced at the moth on his shoulder, then realized.
The dark interior of the lodge slowly became an abbatoir, as the yordle and human merchants were caught by the crawling creatures that were hidden in the pots.
Suddenly, the interior burst into flames; the empty guest rooms began to burn, and the many flammable materials inside- carpets, rugs and oils accelerated the flames at a dangerous pace. Elenwe went to the door and found it barred heavily. She looked out the window, shaking the bars. The windows had become fogged over due to the temperature difference inside and outside and she looked over her shoulder to see that the Hunter- the unholy creature that he was- roared in anger over the fire started by Adel. The creature transformed into mist, and escaped through gaps in the wood cabin.
Elenwe thought quickly of what to do- attempting to free the merchants from the embrace of these... skin creatures... might prove fatal. She concentrated, slowed her breathing, and reached out to the aether with her magic. She concentrated on Adelheid, and soon enough a mini-Spooks image materialized beside the summoner.
“Please help us! We’re trapped inside the Lodge!” the image said, mimicking Spooks’s actions as she covered her face from the fire.
Meanwhile...
The skinning shack did indeed have a fire going in the fireplace, and was a short distance from the main lodge. The door to the skinning shack slammed behind Riniac, and solid bars shuttered over the windows. The mage was quickly flanked by the two hunting dogs, whose eyes glowed with a terrible malevolence. The hunter looked at the mage with a predatory visage. "...Your wings won't help you here, wizard."
The hunter hissed, baring his fangs, and before Rin’s eyes his nature was slowly revealed. The nosferatu had blood red eyes and pale skin of deathly pallor.
“I shall have a taste of mage blood this night!” It declared, smackings its lips, before having his werewolf thralls attack Rin.
Then she suddenly saw the image of the girl she had just met on the lodge beside her head [Great now I’m hallucinating] She thought for a moment. But that couldn’t be then it landed on it this familiar sensation was magic. “[Almy go help the other summoner I will save the people here they seem to be trapped!]” She then ran towards the lodge she then summoned an oversized screw on her hand she concentrated trying to find the place where the structure was at its weakest thanks to the fire and the many pressures that a lodge of the age has to support. Then she found it she could see clearly a vital spot on the walls structure she then concentrated on the screw and make it penetrate and drill suddenly into the spot bringing a part of the wall down. She entered the place in flames trying to look for the people but what she saw was disheartening all of them were attacked by some short of creatures trying to eat their faces? It didn’t mattered she saw around to see if she could find Elenwe trough the smoke. “[Hey lucky girl are you here?!]” “[Can you help to get those sacks of flesh to safety?!]”
Last Edit: Feb 22, 2013 22:19:18 GMT -5 by Adelheid
Post by Almyra Bys on Feb 22, 2013 22:26:43 GMT -5
Upon seeing the fire in the shack, Almyra dropped from the tree, using a chain she created to land softly. She moved quickly, often times conjuring chains again to swing from a tree limb over the snow. She ran up and leaned up against the wall. She wiped a window and looked through to see what was going on in the shack. She immediately created a chain that passed through the wall and would latch itself onto one of the werewolves, dealing minor damage. If it made contact (which was likely), she would have it violently pull the wolf into the wall of the shack.
Without pause Riniac would unfold his wings despite being indoors, the moth previously on his shoulder fluttering over to a wall. As a chain flew through the wall at one werewolf, he would turn to the other, the powerful golden energy of Smite flying from his hands at it. It likely wasn't enough to kill it, but would certainly cripple it.
"Typical. I pick the crazy hotel." Turning back to the now-transformed hunter, Riniac would flap his wings a few times, stoking the flames rather than putting them out. Lowering into a defensive stance he waited for the bloodsucker, not wanting to make the first move.
Elenwe grew desperate indeed, and resorted to drawing her ancestral Frejlordian blade. Carefully she cut the skin kites that had ensnared the merchants, but the fire was spreading far too fast. Aiming the azure steel blade at the spreading fire, she spoke Frejlordian words of power, and the blade keened, the runes upon the blade glowing.
From the blade, A blast of incredible cold suffused the cabin, rapidly ejecting the heat from the lodge, freezing half the building and encasing it in ice. The danger of burning gone, Elenwe began working on breaking down the barred door... which wasn't happening anytime soon, given the girl's light frame.
The vampire noble had materialized behind Adel, and attacked- determined to bring down the mage before she could work any more magic.
Meanwhile...
The two werewolves were supernaturally resilient, and despite taking injuries, were not so easily put down. The one pinned to the wall by the chain roared in anger, but was relatively unscathed. It clawed at the chain, attempting to cut itself free.
The one assailed by magic was knocked down but not out. It shook its head, slowly recovering as its body heaved under the arcane assault. Those who knew werewolves would know only silver would make short work of them; otherwise, it would take immense amounts of punishment to keep them down.
The vampire took this chance, and attacked- the monster moved with that unnatural, predatory speed and strength, attempting to catch Rin and bite him, despite the cabin being on fire.
The troll druid who had helped them earlier also made his way to the skinning cabin, assessing the situation and determining his course of action.
Riniac's move was instinctive rather than intentional. As the vampire charged, he Flashed immediately behind it, launching a blind kick backwards. Turning around quickly he fired off an Ignite, preparing for the worst as he did so.
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