[Mature]Werewolf: The Forsaken PbP - Blood in, Blood out

[Shayuri]

"If we aid her, will she let us use this node?" Ari asks. "Take power from it if we need to?"

 

[Shalimar]

"If we aid her, will she let us use this node?" Ari asks. "Take power from it if we need to?"

"I kinda think thats a little backwards Ari, I don't think it would be her letting us do anything. I think we could definitely come to an arrangement though, one where we help each other out and keep the essence to share amongst us and her. Even if she is a powerful spirit, it wouldn't really be worthwhile to fight us when she could have a pack that was willing to help her out on occasion." Faith suggests, brushing her hair back behid her ears and doing her best not to stare at the spirit as it cycled back between male and female forms.

 

[Graf]

Camera stands awkwardly, he seems to want to bend over but the extra musculature in his Dalu form seems to be stopping him. Eventualy he squats down resting his weight on one knuckled hand.

His mind flutters along
Initial contact
Bargaining postion
Services for rewards

 

[Festy_Dog]

Piotr frowns as he surveys the landscape.

"Serving a spirit does not sit right with me. What's their cause anyway?" he asks, suspicious.

 

[Tokiwong]

Piotr frowns as he surveys the landscape.

"Serving a spirit does not sit right with me. What's their cause anyway?" he asks, suspicious.

The spirit cocks its head, and then hisses loudly at the pack…

Spirit Tongue
[sblock]“It comes… it hunts us… we must flee!”[/sblock]

The pack feels it before they hear or see anything… the air goes cold… gone is the warmth that usually buzzes in the air around the locus. Gone is the sweet taste in the air, replaced by a bitter acrid taste…

The packs’ sensitive ears are filled with a harsh buzzing and a foul stench of death… descending from the darkened sky, it resembles a hornet, covered in tattered and rip flesh. The smell is worse then the sound, an offensive odor that brings tears to the eyes… the spirit is the size of a large man, and floats above the ground, hovering with its tattered fleshy though insect like wings…

The offensive spirit hisses floating over the pack, speaking in the First Tongue. The pack can understand that this spirit is mad… a twisted magath… and what it says makes little sense at last to their mortal minds.

First Tongue
[sblock]“Must build… build the flesh… tear it down… and build again. Lay the eggs. Tear it down. Build it up… oh yes, lay the eggs.”[/sblock]

 

[DrZombie]

Drake looks at the spirit that flies over, and a low, grumbling growl escapes through clenched teeth. He draws his sword and motions to the rest. "Spread out. Watson, do your trick."

OOC : warning growl (dominance 1)

 

[Shalimar]

"This isn't a happy spirit, and I don't like it being in our territory." Faith howls in anger, her form greatly expanding, musces bulging in her chest, arms and legs as her spine bends into a more lupine-shape, or in this case a huge overly muscled wolf shape. The pink furred direwolf echoed Drake's warning growl, though hers was only the growl of a huge beast.

"Protect territory, protect pack." she communicates to the pack tensing to leap upon the spirit, instinct taking over for thought as it had earlier, even if last time she had had to supressit, this time she could rip and tear at a foe, could confront this problem directly.

OOC:reflexive change to Urshal for free since her auspce moon is in the sky. Leaping at the spirit to attack it with her teeth.

 

[Tokiwong]

Initiative: Piotr (Dalu) 16, Ariella (Hishu) 15, Magath 14, Faith (Urshul) 13, Camera (Dalu) 12, Drake (Hishu) 10

As the twisted fleshy insect descends from the darkened sky, Faith instinctually shifts into the near wolf form, and her heightened sense of smell is immediately bombarded by the stench of dead flesh that makes up this maddened buzzing spirit…

Piotr has the first action…

 

[Festy_Dog]

Piotr makes no sound as he lunges into combat with the repulsive hornet.

Brawl - 8 dice if close enough, otherwise closing for combat.

 

[Tokiwong]

Piotr makes no sound as he lunges into combat with the repulsive hornet.

Brawl - 8 dice if close enough, otherwise closing for combat.

Piotr rolls 3 successes on 3 dice, after subtracting the spirit’s defense. He rolls 2 10’s but gains no successes on the extra dice. The magath takes 3 points of bashing damage from the blow!

Piotr advances on the wretched spirit and deals a savage blow with his powerful fist. Although the spirit resembles a hornet its texture is like that of human, although somewhat ropy and tough, it yields under his strength, and the creature lets out an intense buzzing scream…

Now Ariella’s turn…