Riiiight...good luck with that
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Post by Yara on Feb 5, 2018 9:19:48 GMT -8
Seeing the second moblin approach Jett from behind Yara let out a sharp yell as she jumped over the fallen body of the first moblin punching upwards while bring along with it a square pillar of earth up to collide with the second moblins face if she had set her projected path correctly. Being more agile than Jett she attempted to dodge the swing by diving between the moblins legs and as she slid towards the other side she drew her sickle and attempted to swing at the moblins calves.
The larger they were they harder they would fall. Her primal rage and the thrill of this battle where beginning to swell inside her, listening to the ferocious bellows of the silver moblin, Damion, and Jett ignited such an euphoric surge she hadn’t felt too much before. Axel always tried to stamp her battle rage down and train her to keep a cool and leveled head, but her she was fighting alongside monsters that didn’t prescribe to that philosophy and it was thrilling.
Yara’s warning managed to give Jett enough time to dodge and move in such a way that his shoulder would absorb the brunt of the swing should it hit him. He dived to grab for the first moblins club looking for an effective method of disposal. It was too large and cumbersome for him to manage to swing it without causing potential harm to Yara. Looking over at the monstrous male Jett let out a bellow and hefted the club over towards Damion. Hopefully the monster could make better use of if than the moblins Yara and he were facing.
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Post by Daxton on Feb 6, 2018 5:23:27 GMT -8
You were able to block his sword swing, but he was still on top of things. Reaching an arm forward, he gripped the axe once again, just getting knicked by the blade. With an annoyed grumble, the tightened his grip on your axe and spun it away with force. Whether or not you budged with it all depended on how ready you were for him to throw that much strength into that motion, instead of just pushing the weapon away. One large, strong leg set into a heavy stance while another came up to kick you wherever he could manage. You are both tall, after all. The smell of blood helped bring the stunned Moblin to just a touch faster. He was getting up anyways, and he found his self growling in annoyance at this damned gorilla. Without hesitation, the moblin went after Jett, snagging the club that was being pulled behind the ape, ripping it out of his grip and immediately swinging at Jett. You don't touch a monster's weapon. At least not in this region, they'll teach you other wise. As for moblin two, it wouldn't be that easy. Yara's master tensed in the distance as he saw how much she put into making a rock wall large enough to try and jaw check a creature that easily just turned his head to the side and stepped back. It was easy to see it coming from that height, what wasn't easy to see coming... to those that don't have too much sense to watch this, the snow on top of the alcove fell just a bit where Damion and the silver moblin was. The rock wall had disturbed all the snow and ice built up on top of the alcove, all this shaking around a ledge this tall and covered in snow and ice? Especially during winter? As Yara swung her sickle, the moblin was swinging his club at Yara, knocking her backwards as the sickle got a good sized cut in on his leg. But nothing disabling.
- Damion Wildblood - Bloody nose / Yara - Healthy / Jett - Healthy - Nope
- Silver Moblin - healthy / Moblin 1 - Bitten and concussed. Grabbed his club back from Jett / Moblin 2 - Laceration on leg.
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Post by Damion Wildblood on Feb 6, 2018 13:34:28 GMT -8
Ok, He’d let the moblin have this one. Damion wasn’t used to the moblins being smart enough to try and disarm him. He was sure they weren’t used to receiving no resistance from the effort either. Damion let go, watching as his beloved axe gets tossed across the alcove. Then the kick started coming. Insult to injury, he was not going to stand for it. Grabbing the pig man’s leg as he kicked, he jutted it upwards, trying to throw off his balance so the thing would fall on its back. Damion would then again call on the dark chains to bind the moblin to the ground. He knew it wouln’t hold long. He didn’t need it to. Stepping forward and leaning down on the beast, he would make sure to put his foot quickly over the damned thing’s sword arm. Or, best case scenario. Just stomp its hand and kick the blade away. His blood was pumping quick now and he never felt more alive than he did in these moments. He rarely felt challenged by another monster. Straddling the monster, he would then start throwing fists at its face and neck. A true fighter didn’t need a weapon for his foe to know his strength. An avalanche would start soon. “End this quickly! Or leave now, an avalanche is coming.” Damion didn’t want to give up his game though.
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Riiiight...good luck with that
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Post by Yara on Feb 7, 2018 15:14:50 GMT -8
I am immune to you. You are immune to me.
We are both sick souls with the same disease. Yara let out a growl of frustration as she dodged the Moblins swing pulling up the three smaller rocks from behind the moblin attacking her. She would then attempt, after compacting them, to pull them into the back of the Moblin’s head one after the other. Once that was done she would then let down the walls yelling to Damion and Jett “We need to move now!! Draw them out if you must but we have to get clear of the avalanche!!!”
She would then dispel Jett before he could be battered by the second Moblin and would check to see if Damion, and the Moblins, where following her. If Damion didn’t choose to follow there wasn’t much she could do about that. Either way she was damned in her decision making. She had tried being tactical in this situation and it had not worked out in her favor. At the least Jett wouldn’t be hurt and that’s what matter most in this moment right now. She needed to get somewhere she could focus enough to teleport away without the risk of getting clobbered or buried under the snow.
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Post by Daxton on Feb 13, 2018 12:42:06 GMT -8
Yes! While you were able to knock back, chain and disarm the Moblin, the Blademaster in the distance was impressed, but guess who isnt? The Moblin below you. He would be impressed, if you were one of his young, but you were not. As you began to swing at his face, the moblin, long snout coming in handy, snapped where he could at your swings, sharp teeth knicking at your fists dangerously as the chains strained under the strength of the Moblin. Threatening to break. The Gorilla was gone now, so the other moblin was freed up to move. The second moblin quickly took this opportunity to run his way over to Damion club in hand and readying a horizontal swing towards his head and shoulders to try and help his friend. Moblin one got pelted with one rock before his head was knocked forward, the other two missing as he twirled around with an enraged roar, swinging his club with both hands now as he turned to face Yara once again. The rocks shook the ground more though, and a good sized bit of the corner of the alcove fell down, thumping in warning while the main part of the avalanche began to drop snow and ice even more. It was about to go.
- Damion Wildblood Bloody nose Yara Healthy / Jett - bye bye
- Silver moblin - Disarmed / Moblin 1 - Bitten and concussed. Pissed off / Moblin 2 - Laceration on leg. / Moblin 2 is moving to target Damion
- Avalanche imminent
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Post by Damion Wildblood on Feb 13, 2018 14:16:38 GMT -8
Rage filling Damion, he spits on the moblin, and gets up to flee. This was not the place. Nature was the ultimate predator. “Nature saved you. If you live through the slide, thank it.” Reaching his hand towards where his axe was flung a shadowy chain shoots forth, wrapping around his weapon, and pulls it back to him as he starts to run from the alcove. It was a waste of magic and he hated that, but he didn’t want to have to dig through the snow for it later. As he ran, Damion would quickly take stock of the surroundings. If there was a large outcrop of rocks close by he would run to get behind that and hold onto it if he could. If no such outcropping was reachable, he would exit the alcove then turn to the side to escape the avalanche. Regardless of his success, things were about to get very cold.
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Riiiight...good luck with that
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Post by Yara on Feb 13, 2018 16:21:24 GMT -8
I am immune to you. You are immune to me.
We are both sick souls with the same disease. Yara’s timing was poor, she looked up from her attempt to run past the moblin only to get a club to her diaphragm. She was knocked back further into the alcove as the avalanche began to roar loudly with fury.
It took precious moments for her to get the air back into her lungs and it hurt to breath on her left side. She growled angrily focusing on a way out and she blipped out of the space in front of the offending moblin, she didn’t know where she was going just far enough out of the way so that she could regroup and find Damion.
Where ever she teleported was suddenly filled with the young woman’s expletives as she stood up feeling the bruising from the blow all up and down her torso. That was going to be unbelievably painful the next few days and she would need to go to the medic to check out her ribcage. It felt like one of her ribs was broken but it hadn’t punctured her lung.
Axel was going to chew her out so hard and she was not looking forward to the onslaught; however, she tried to find the resolve in herself to swallow the anger and disappointment and learn from the lessons he was going to teach her in his barrage of insults at her incompetence…again.
She groaned both with agitation and pain as she began to survey where she had come out of her teleport.
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Post by Daxton on Feb 17, 2018 7:13:03 GMT -8
The tall male didn't look or speak to Yara as he watched the avalanche start to fall. He had a foot forward though, watching as Damion just narrowly escaped the ice and snow tumbling down on top of the monsters. You two would be allowed to catch your breath for just a moment though. A minute or so later, a silver hand finally broke free from the piles of snow and ice, dragging out the Silver Moblin, the creature still with his sword in hand. He'd managed to find it inside the alcove before digging it's way out. The Moblin let out an annoyed roar and shook off the snow and ice, shoulders rolling as he looked side to side, surveying that he was now outnumbered, and that his young had been taken out by all the snow and ice.
- Damion Wildblood - Bloody nose / Yara - Fatigued
- Blue moblins assumed dead from avalanche. Silver moblin - Bleeding shoulder and back. Still alive though. Surveying his situation, eyeing the group. Obviously irritated, but not taking action currently.
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Post by Damion Wildblood on Feb 19, 2018 16:08:03 GMT -8
After the snow settles Damion stops and looks around, “Girl, you alive?” If she does something to indicate her survival Damion will respond with a nod, “Good.”
Seeing the silver moblin get back up with his weapon, Damion’s eyes glow with a fierce intensity and he tightens his grip on his ax, a sadistic open-tooth grin spreading over his face. Glee and rage fill him as the creature gets to its feet, “You should have stayed down. The snow would have left you alive. I will not.”
Damion then lets out a savage, predatorial, growl and begins walking towards the moblin. “Let us finish what we started.” He was ready. His ax was in front of him, ready to parry an attack if the moblin came at him. If it didn’t he would approach and lift his ax high, acting like he would swing down, if the moblin raised his sword to block, he would then kick it before swinging his ax head on the moblin.
Good, let's continue! Yara
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Riiiight...good luck with that
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Post by Yara on Feb 19, 2018 16:17:01 GMT -8
I am immune to you. You are immune to me.
We are both sick souls with the same disease. Yara caught her breath as the avalanche settled and when she saw both the Moblin and Damion resurface without so much as a word she teleported down to where Damion was.
However, she was under the impression she was going to be cumbersome in his fight but she still broke out her bow taking aim at one of the Moblins eyes or jugular.
She was aware of her footing not trusting the freshly collapsed snow. There was the potential for two other moblins to pop up as well and she was doing her best to be vigilant of that point as well. She needed to salvage what was left of this exercise to save herself from an even greater bitchin'.
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