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


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Graf said:
Howls
Hunting
Prey


OOC Camera attempts to shift to Garou and attack.
Camera attempts to draw on his rage to shift but fails to shape shift, he rolls 4 dice on a Stamina + Survival + Primal Urge; this costs an action he cannot act this round.

Camera feels the rage within but he still cannot summon the spiritual energy to force his body into the war form! His body feels the beast, but nothing comes forward.

Drake’s turn.
 



DrZombie said:
Drake growls and strikes again with his sword.

[OOC : sorry, was too jet-lagged to check enworld]
Drake rolls 3 successes on his attack, dealing 3 lethal damage for a total of 9 lethal damage to the corpus… the spirit discorporates.

In one violent slash of his mighty klaive, Drake cleaves his blade through the twisted spirit. The fleshy hornet hits the ground and explodes into goblets of flesh… before dissolving into pure ephemera discorporating itself to reform elsewhere in due time…

There is silence in the still of the spiritual landscape… and the moon is pregnant with essence, with endless possibilities.
 

Drake howls as loud as he can, a pure joyous cry that seems to go on for minutes.

Victory. We vanquished our foe. Our teritory. Be warned, we are here.
 

Piotr remains quiet after the victory, but his sense of pride at the pack's victory shows in the way he stands over where their defeated foe fell. His mind does not linger on the victory for long though, and he soon resumes scanning the landscape for new threats to he and his colleagues.
 

Faith gives a mouthfull of very deep but still puppy howls, sounding the victory of the pack over watever kind of spirit that it was. Turning to the lust spirit, she smiles at it "I don't suppouse that was your white mistress was it?" she asks in very broken first tongue. The war form really wasn't very good at all for talking, well that was why it was called the war form after all. Faith gave another happy howl and then shifted back to her normal form, she was wearing the clothes that Candace had dedicated to her, a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and a pair of shoes.

"If you guys are alright enough to concentrate, you can use some of the essence to heal yourselves, though I'm not sure exactly how, Candace only mentioned it in passing."
 
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Aridha, still in the shape of a great wolf, looks forlornly at where her own clothes lie shredded, then at Faith...who somehow managed to avoid that fate. With a frustrated growl, she sits back on her haunches, any compunction she felt about exposing herself only magnified in front of that darn spirit.
 

Drake shifts back to his near-human form. He looks at ariella and her shredded clothes.
"Just stay in wolf form. I'll go to your place with you to open your door and such."
He looks at his own clothes and smiles. "But first I'll have to go to my place. They'll think I was in another fight."
 

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