[Lavi]

Rocks?

Well... if it wanted to try, it could try. Such objects weren't going to come near the avian, though, who was already slightly annoyed at not judging the wind quite right... or that merciless force merely opposing him. But really, even that didn't matter all that much; he still had plenty of arrows, and plenty of sky to fly in. As long as he had those, he'd manage.

...well, and as long as he could deal with the bats. He'd already stated it as his job, to be certain, but it wasn't as though it was going to be an easy one...

"I-I won't... be able to help more than this for a bit!" Lavi called out from up in the air, over the wind, only to click his beak anxiously. Only two creatures -- so far -- that he personally had to deal with... he couldn't just leave it at that, could he? Sure... he could out-fly a few Keese... probably... just for a short while, at least. Swooping up a bit more, he flicked his wings along before diving down, dangerously close past the few Keese... emphasis, perhaps, on the dangerous part. For a moment, he could feel a searing pain on one of his lower legs, cursing his inexperience at dealing with the unpredictable, erratic patterns the bats took to fly. Just that wasn't going to stop him, however, from flicking to a brief halt, long enough to draw a shining light arrow back and fire it straight down toward the head of the yet unharmed blue Moblin. Injure or kill... well, either way, he was doing his part, at least. Never mind the mild, searing pain to his leg... and his back. Quickly flicking his wings, the Rito lashed out with his talons at one of the Keese that had quickly pursued, catching it enough to do some harm... to both it and himself. Muttering in annoyance to himself, he flew away from the creatures as readily as he could, ignoring the pain and making sure to keep an eye on each of them. He'd not be able to kill them immediately, he was certain of that... but for now, he could observe.

tag: Daruhan Lelana

[Daruhan]

The little bokoblin struggled valiantly against the large wolfos’ toothy grip. With a swift bite and head twist a sickening crunch can be heard and the bokoblin’s struggling stops. The final bokoblin, not being entirely interested in meeting death this day, throws his club into the air and starts running away in terror. Skoll tilts his head slightly as the bokoblin runs away before going to help Daruhan with the 2 moblins that were besetting him.


The 2 blue moblins advance on Daruhan, brandishing large, thick, wooden clubs. Having a bit more life behind them they knew how to handle gorons a bit better, they were strong and could take a beating for sure but could be worn down eventually with enough effort. They would most assuredly have to work together on this. The two moblins raise their clubs and bring them to bear on Daruhan almost simultaneously. Daruhan raises his arms over his face to block most of the damage to his face, and thankfully the thick rocks covering his arms mitigated a lot of the shock from the blows. As long as he had their attention though it didn’t bother him.


As daruhan focused himself on defending against the two moblins he could see Skoll beginning to move behind them to attempt a flank. Wolfos always were good at pack tactics.


Looking up it seemed his rito friend found troubles of his own, “Don’t worry about it Lavi, keep a cool head and stay safe.” After the words left him he realized what a terrible pun that was.

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Hooray for a revitalization of muses! Lets get this back on track, shall we?

Lelana

Lavi

[Lelana]

❝

I'm counting on hearts like yours to keep me burning. You be bright when I'm starting to rust. You be the why behind my what. I'm counting on hearts like yours to help remind me to keep ignoring the white noise behind me. Don't ever let them water me down. 'Cause I know, Once you feel it you can't unfeel it, Once you dream it you can't undream it

❞

After shooting the arrow that popped the Chu Chu, Lelana quickly cocked a second arrow and began trailing the Bokoblin that surveyed the scene before it and began to run for its life. She tsked and sucked air in through her teeth in an agitated bemusement as it fled. She locked her sites on the flailing monster as it passed beneath her hiding place and she released another arrow; at which point the arrow found its mark embedded deeply within the coward’s skull.


She huffed pressing herself back against the rocks as she caught sight of the black Moblin taking a surveying sweep of where she was at. She was at a disadvantage at the moment, Lavi was too high for her arrows to be of assistance while Daruhan was dealing with the Moblin’s. Mindful to keep herself covered she knocked another arrow and prepared to shoot at one of the attacking Moblin’s battering at Daruhan.

● Lavi● yeah baby●

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[Lavi]

'Keep a cool head,' huh? Well, that was a bit easier said than done, for as nerve-riddled as Lavi was on a near regular basis. Especially lately. Certainly, the icy Keese weren't helping that, nor the lingering feeling that there was something else around as well. Wasn't much helping that he was getting a little injured as well, he mused, but he could live with that much. Well, for now...

"J-just... need one down..." the Rito muttered to himself. Grumbling a little at his, admittedly, probably quite foolish plan, he quickly changed direction in the air -- both fortunately and unfortunately to be aided by a momentary gust of wind -- just to strike his talons out to snatch one of the icy Keese in their grip. Never mind that he'd not be walking very well on that foot for at least a few days after, it gave him the perfect chance to loose an arrow directly into the struggling creature. Never mind as well the additional scratch he received on his side from its companion no sooner than he released the deceased bat from his grip and flicked himself quickly downward into a momentary fall to regain a little distance.

"I-I'm fine for now! Just tell me where you want me to help!" he called out, in spite of the remaining Keese still trying to move in to pester him. As long as it was just the one, he could manage.

tag: Daruhan Lelana

[Daruhan]

As the moblins raised their clubs to swing, Skol lunges at one’s ankle and pulls. Caught off-guard the lumbering pig creature falls on it’s face. Seeing an opportunity, Daruhan brings his fists together and swings them down towards the fallen monster’s head, which splits like a ripe hydromelon. The resultant mess leaving the ground slick. They would have to watch their step.


This victory came at a cost however. Given how quickly Daruhan had to respond to this opportunity he had given himself very little room for defending himself, and the blue moblin capitalized on this opening.


Letting out an angered bellow the moblin swings his club and catches Daruhan smack in the face, causing him to stumble back from the mighty blow. Shaking his head and wiping the blood that had started coming from his nose Daruhan smiles and lets out a short laugh, “That was a great swing! It definitely would have spun the head of any less durable creature. Too bad you’re dealing with a goron huh?” He raises his rocky arms to cover his front as he starts walking back towards the blue moblin who was clearly incensed by sudden death of his friend and how resilient this goron was.

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About damn time, right?

Leaving this last blue guy to you  Lelana. Then it's time to fight the Black Moblin methinks.