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Post by Damion Wildblood on Feb 8, 2018 18:46:59 GMT -8
Taking a deep breath, Damion exhales with a sigh. “Can you smell it? The toxins in the air?” Wading through the underbrush towards the Nightshade Grove, “This place breeds strong monsters…and rapidly. They will use the poisons here to their advantage. Be prepared.”
He had travelled with the freshly made monster, Flynn, for a short time now, teaching him the ins and outs of being a monster. Mainly how he was now the apex of predators and how to track land game. The former zora was already an excellent fisherman from what Damion had seen, no tutoring there was necessary and while he was outwardly calm and relaxed, Damion could tell there was a savage fury that dwelled within. He recognized it in the former zora because he had the same predatory look behind his eyes that Damion did, and he respected him for that. It was the look of a true predator. He was looking forward to seeing that monster unleashed in this grove. “Prepare yourself before we enter if you need to.”
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Post by Flynn on Feb 9, 2018 7:07:16 GMT -8
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The disgusted look that hit Flynn's face before they even entered the grove spoke in volumes more than his own voice could. "Smell hit me when we peaked the hill coming towards the place." He grumbled, wiping under his nose with his arm before huffing out of it a few times, eyes narrowing at the surroundings. "Poisons, eh?" He looked around once more before back to Damion.
He was prepared before they even got there, so with a nod, he looked back to the forest, pulling his Katana free before he'd follow the other male into the woods. He had a fury in him, but controlling the instinct to bite and chew on everything that got too close to his mouth took a bit of focus. He was sure he could control it though, more than positive. Luckily, there was some moisture in the air, so what little healing he could do wouldn't be rendered useless by any kind of dry air.
"You been here before?" He knew an awful lot about this place. He had to have been here before or something of that sense.
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Post by Damion Wildblood on Feb 9, 2018 22:05:12 GMT -8
Damion nods his head, “Yes. As a child my father and I strayed here one hunt. It proved disastrous.”
Crouching and grabbing his bow, nocking an arrow as he does. “If we stay low we might be able to sneak up on something.” Taking another deep breath, “Regardless this will be fun.”
He loved the idea of this. Coming back to a place his previous state of weakness kept him from. It gave him a chance to return and conquer. Hopefully his ‘ward’, that wasn’t quite the right word. His student? Learned something from being here as well. He was most certainly a fish out of the water being so far from what he considered his home. If Damion thought about it, by coming here to kill, he was doing the sheikah that came here a favor. He wasn’t doing it to be nice though, he was doing it to showcase his strengths to himself, and his new …friend? Was that the right word? Sure, he’d met yiga, they were a similar case to himself, but not quite. They seemed to be Ganon’s favorites. They got a pet and a secret club they get to join, while others like Damion and Flynn were left by the wayside to do their own thing. Fine with him, crowds were frustrating. Eyes beginning to glow he starts into the grove more, stopping a few steps out, turning to see if Flynn was ready.
what are you?
Flynn
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Post by IrishKitty on Feb 12, 2018 17:20:02 GMT -8
MOD MAGIC It was a perfect day in nightshade grove to leave and find new hunting grounds; or at least it was for Grimorad. The spores were thick in the air and the grove musk was danker than usual, something about the air just set Grimorad alight with adventure as he gathered his wolf pack chittering excited orders to them to spread out for any unwary travelers as they made their way out of the grove into the great unknown of Hyrule.
Many of the monsters had mocked him for trying to domesticate a pack of wolves, however, Grimorad had spent many tireless years training one abandoned wolf pup at a time and in doing so had grown into his blue scales AND had a pack of wolves. He had proved all the monsters wrong then and he was going to prove all the monsters wrong now.
Grimorad had three of his wolves within the close 7-10ft perimeter from himself, he sent two to scout ahead and had the other two taking up the flank as he walked along, his tri boomerang in his hands as he walked painting it with fresh poisons.
Ah it was a good day indeed to be alive.
Until he froze hearing the low howl of one of the scouts and picked up on the scent of two monsters further down the way.
Something found the hunters!!! 1 blue lizalfos-aware of monster presence armed w/lizal tri boomerang-poisoned 2 scouting wolves-aware 3 perimeter wolves-vigilant (C) ELLIE @ GANGNAM STYLE
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Post by Flynn on Feb 13, 2018 14:33:26 GMT -8
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Flynn was just about to speak up and continue stalking until a scent hit his nose through the poison, then howls. Wolves. The damned things were a pest, but what kind of wolves would be ballsy enough to attack a presence of two monsters such as him and Damion. Maybe the wolves smelled the youth in his monster blood.
Face twisting into a snarl, Flynn let out a low growl in return to the howls, nose crunched up, sharp teeth showing as he looked around, trying to pin point where the howls were coming from.
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Post by Damion Wildblood on Feb 15, 2018 14:00:28 GMT -8
Damion smiled, He heard the howls as well. “Wolves, pathetic.” Although if he were honest with himself, he could use some new pelts. His cloak was starting to get holes in it “I suppose they will do.”
He would have to wait for now, not being able to see anything currently. He would however draw back his bow and wait for a wolf to show itself before letting the arrow fly. If that didn’t stop the wolf from coming at him, or whatever came at him proved to be too much to handle at range, he would put his bow away and pull out his ax. He kind of hoped that happened. Damion liked being in the thick of things.
Now we wait for the game to come to us. Flynn
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Post by IrishKitty on Feb 16, 2018 19:17:23 GMT -8
MOD MAGIC The wolves’ howls died off and a thick silence fell through the forest. Had the wolves been reared in their own wild pack they would have evaded the two monsters entirely; but due to the specific training ingrained into them upon identifying a threat it was their duty to eliminate said threat so that their Master would have an easier time of.
Grimorad, not being renowned for his tactical brilliance let out a series of chirps that conveyed orders for the flank wolves to circle the prey and cut off any escape sufficiently hemming them in for the attack.
The two wolves dart into the underbrush keeping within the shadows and foliage to mask their approach to circle from behind, while the perimeter wolves pinpoint the two intruder’s locations and fill in the gaps.
In the distance, about 20-25ft a blue lizalfos can be seen teetering between trees and underbrush. Immediately to the northwest of Damion he would see rustling bushes while Flynn would catch sight of tawny pelts to his right as a wolf would find itself crouching, hackles raised, preparing to pounce at the order.
1 blue lizalfos-aware of monster presence armed w/lizal tri boomerang-poisoned
7 wolves surrounding you two hidden in various stages of camouflageFlynn Damion Wildblood (C) ELLIE @ GANGNAM STYLE
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Post by Flynn on Feb 21, 2018 14:57:40 GMT -8
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Flynn's body lowered as he continued growling out at the movements surrounding them. His nose was being ravaged by the flowers here, but the closer the wolves got, the better he could pinpoint their locations. The familiar smell of a lizalfos grasped his attention though and he found his self glancing over to check out what was happening.
The familiar chirps irritated him, but he paid them no mind. The sounds of other wolves crashing had him gripping his katana tighter, listening to the large canines sneak around them. He was more irritated than anything by waiting for their slow asses to set up their so called 'ambush'. He felt the blood rushing and he could almost smell his own blood as his pupils began to dilate and he began breathing deeper, showing his sharp teeth to whatever may be looking.
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Post by Damion Wildblood on Feb 21, 2018 15:15:11 GMT -8
Damion’s smile widened, and he muttered, “These wolves take commands.” Raising his bow and watching the lizalfos’ movements he takes a deep breath in. This bow was near garbage, but it served him well for now. Timing his shot with diligence he exhales and lets the arrow fly towards the lizard. He knew this would give away their location. But if it was dead what did it matter. And if it survived it would be a fair fight. Either outcome was acceptable. After the arrow is fired Damion stows his bow and readies his ax, they wouldn’t be alone in this spot for long. Wolves were circling them. Hearing Flynn starting to breathe heavier. He knew what that meant, it was something he did all the time. “Calm. Now is not the time for rage. Soon, but not now. Wait for them to get closer. Let them come to you. Then prove your dominance.” Damion lets out a low growl, giving the wolves a glimpse of the predator they were about to engage.
Here puppies, puppies, puppies. Come and play with us. You too mr lizard-man! Flynn
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Post by IrishKitty on Feb 22, 2018 10:57:49 GMT -8
MOD MAGIC Damion’s arrow hit its mark but it wasn’t a deadly blow. Grimorad let out a sharp exclamation of pain as the heavy arrow hit his left shoulder. He snapped the arrows shaft and advanced angrilly giving the order for the wolves to attack.
The one Flynn had seen lept out at him teeth bared from the right and going for his jugular as two others came at him. One hung back, circling to the right waiting for an opening while the other snapped at Flynns right leg.
Meanwhile Damion had four wolves on him two from behind, one to the left and another directly charging him.
What I see: Damion to the left, Flynn to the right in a cluster of bushes so the wolves are closing in on those respective sides.
All wolves attacking: 3 on Flynn—4 on Damion—Grimorad coming closer but waiting to attack for the wolves to do their duty Flynn Damion Wildblood
(C) ELLIE @ GANGNAM STYLE
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