Wreaking Havoc|Clan Flare, Naurorod

[Kender Bard]

The black wyrm continued to chase its prey. Rather than grow tired, the heat of the desert seemed only to invigorate it. It leapt with renewed vigor in between its chasing slitherings, snapping its jaws viciously.

The Fires of Clan Flare were small, but wary. They saw something approaching and grabbed their spears. The women were made to break down the camp and make ready for depature while the men went to see what was on the horizon.

[Toyoll]

((Ehehehehehe.....^^"" yeeeeah, sorries about that! I moved the post!))


Qwynh was clenching her teeth, her desperate flight had taken a serious toll on her leg, it hang limply, barely able to support Qwynh's tail membrane. The bat avoided left turns when she could.

A raging pain burned in her shoulders, she had never flown so far, so fast. The black demon at her heels was relentless, just dodging it's fearsome jaws was a difficult task. But she had to make it, Qwynh just had to or the creature would cause death throughout the land. The proud Beasts, while undoubtedly the most ferocious warriors on the continent, had nothing but defensive powers. The young gambian hoped that the active offensive powers of the Fires will be enough to obliterate the monster.

[Kender Bard]

The wyrm took one more snap at Qwynh before turning its attention to this new quarry. The Fire types that approached immediately launched into the offensive. Those who were more melee prone threw their spears, cursing as they merely clattered off the hard scales. Others tried to tap into their Fire abilities, only to find them gone, utterly and completely. Those who experienced the latter began to know true fear, and some turned and fled right on that point - an unthinkable act on the part of a Fire warrior, especially one from Clan Flare. Others stood transfixed, staring at this monolithic creature that stole from them the most precious part of their very being. Still, others more, refusing to be defeated, charged in to attack with weapons - whatever they could - in a direct assault.

None would survive.

The wyrm was ravenous; it hadn't eaten since its hatching, and badly wanted fed. Those that foolishly charged it were unable to stop in time before its head snaked down and its jaws closed on the first person that came too close. Screams rent the air and hot blood showered down, both mercifully cut off quickly as the body slid down its gullet. Pandemonium broke out as the wyrm continued its grisly feast.

[Toyoll]

Qwynh had to fight to remain airbourne for her heart sank with the crushing weight of disapointment, fear, grief and wearyness. "What have I done?" she whispered, her words swept away by the winds.

Hot tears began to spill from her dark eyes, streaking the sandy fur on her cheeks. She sobbed loudly, letting the Forces above hear her mourning.

Qwynh forced herself to watch what she had wrought upon these poor people. Whatever this serpent had done to her and her kin, it was doing to these brave warriors. Qwynh felt as if she could die of dispair.

But her heart flew out to the other nations of Naruta that the delivery girl knew so well. A deathly chill filled her very soul, They don't know...

[Toyoll]

((hmm....no one seems to be replying. I know Qynh just got here, but I intended on having her fly to Reave or another neighbouring city, w/o Wyrm. It's mostly just so I can continue playing with her, unless you have plans?))

[Kender Bard]

((No, that's fine. I'll have the wyrm rampage over Naurorod before moving on so feel free to send Qwynh going.))

[shrikeswind]

Swiftly and without warning, a figure came flying in with a powerful kick aimed at the Wyrm. As soon as the figure landed, it stood to its imposingly large height yet thin fram. Soundlessly, the figure squatted down, then leapt, somersaulting in mid-air, and landed neatly on one foot. He stood still, sizing up the Wyrm.
"This probably won't end well," he said in a melodic baritone voice. He leapt backwards, rolled the same way, and held out his hands in a crane stance.
((You called?))

[Kender Bard]

((Elemental powers don't work in the land that the Wyrm is in, as detailed in the Announcement. Could you edit your post?))

[shrikeswind]

((Oh sure, no problem. It'll be a bit while I think of a way to pull it off but I'll have it shortly.

EDIT: Done.))

[Kender Bard]

The wyrm gave a slight shake of its head; the kick had surprised it. With its lashing tail it sweped away several bodies and bits in one clean motion, and turned to regard this new prey with interest. Its hunger was... slaked, if not sated, and the flying-thing had gone out of his reach, no longer worth the trouble of pursuing.

It made an odd, sibilant hissing noise before striking out with its snapping jaws.

[shrikeswind]

The figure leapt up again, this time coming at the wyrm in a jumping uppercut. As he hit the beast ((if he does, if not then that can be ignored)) he went up further, then came down fist first, readying a falling spike.

[Kender Bard]

The wyrm gave a pained cry squeak at the strikes; after the uppercut it withdrew back, avoiding the falling spike. With a strange undulation of its body, it continued to back up; the thing before it was pain, pain like the rock that struck it back in the Beastlands. In retaliation, it gave another mighty sweep of its tail, sending a great cloud of stinging sand flying towards its quarry.

[shrikeswind]

The figure swerved out of the way in a roll. "Well, at least I'm hurting the stupid thing. Curse the beast, though, not so much as a cinder to hit him with. Like it'd do anything anyways." He chuckled. "Well, may as well finish up here." The figure spun around on one foot, right foot raised, resting on his shin, chanting "Ignipedis, ignipedis, ignipedis." As the spin sped up, the raised leg extended so it that his foot was totally extended, then, suddenly, he leapt out in another flying kick, bouncing off a tree, and landed neatly on top of a nearby hill. He looked at the wyrm and threw smart salute. "It's been a pleasure fighting you. Now I make my leave. From the bottom of my heart I hope we meet again some day. Until then, I leave you. Fare thee well." He then leapt back, sliding down the hill on his back, still smiling, still saluting.

[Northen Light36]

(Okay, hold it. There are no buildings in Naurorod capable of holding a person's weight. There are only collapsable huts. Climb on those and you'll fall though the roof and anger the owner.

Second, there is no human way you could leap onto a roof. Chanting strengthens your ELEMENTAL abilities, not your psychical ones. Sorry, this is Naruta, not the matrix and you are not The One. Also, the chant is a tribute to the Elements, not random gibberish.

Thirdly, we have a no godmoding rule. You must have broken it at least three times already in this topic.

Consider yourself warned. Twice.)

[shrikeswind]

((Didn't know that...

...have an excuse for that and that, the first being that I didn't realize that the wyrm wasn't a springy enough surface for that to work, the second being that he can still chant...

...and I'm working under the following two loopholes, that the attacks are being confirmed by KB rather than by me, so while I'm really skimming it there it's still not actually done until KB says so, and that I'm merely touching the wyrm in this most recent post, as if I were using a handspring off of someone, but with my feet. If you're still pissed about it I'll change what he does, though.

BTW, KB, since I realize I had god-moded at one point, my apologies. The attack now has no more need to connect, so, if you want, you can change the post after his uppercut.))