knightsoflegend | andres ♔ every broken enemy will know | that their opponent had to be invincible

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andres ♔ every broken enemy will know | that their opponent had to be invincible

WHO || Lanston Wellington, Drax the Destroyer, Wolverine, Nathan Young, Faith Lehane, Maxwell Briggard, Sam Winchester, Rocket, Eric Carpenter, Cora Hale, Dimitri Belikov, Alanna, Jaime Lannister, Klaus Mikaelson, Gus Harrison
WHAT || A team of Knights is tasked to assault the site of Shadowkind experimentation on Andres, free the Shadowkind within, and recover Sir Bancroft, if he's being held there.
WHERE || Andres Isle
WHEN || September 19th, 2014
HOW || Actionspam

[ Having spent months scrying on areas of the Island scouted out by Sir Bancroft and Sir Chessing, Hasmed is able to send a few groups to the Island via greater teleport spells, with a fairly small margin for error, as to where they're going to land. The Shadowkind prison teams land flawlessly, and the very big group appears in a clearing in the middle of the woods, abruptly finding themselves surrounded by trees and mostly darkness. The moon is in its last quarter, and with the trees so thick above them, there are only patches of light that filter down here and there. Those with darkvision or lowlight vision can see perfectly, but anyone with normal vision may find themselves squinting to see much of anything.

The teleport spell only works if the entire group is physically connected, so when they arrive, Wolverine yanks his hand off Nathan's shoulder, and gives Drax a Look like stop touching me if you value your hand. Eric runs his Drakenet app to determine their location, then announces: "Dead on." In other words, no spell mishap sending them miles off target. Beside them all, Lan's mount, Daisy, stamps her feet slightly, obviously unnerved by the magic. He whispers "Whoa, there" and reins her in, causing her to settle. ]

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Lan's a paladin. He spent his life fighting against evil, and when he was bitten--

Well, that evil became a part of him. A part he wasn't certain how to deal with. He was the only one here. He would lose control, was afraid he would hurt someone.

So he effectively retired from duty, asked Wynn to pick a new sect leader, and arranged to live away from the other residents of the castle, where he could find a way to control his powers without any... collateral damage.

[For Cora, the story rings a little too familiar. While she was born a wolf, not turned into one, most of the years where she had to learn to control her shift she was on her own, not knowing if she could trust other packs. Peter and her mother were supposed to teach her, but she was on her own and Peter (she thought) and her mother were dead. She had to do it on her own, and it's probably a miracle that she made it out of South America without changing the color of her eyes.

She glances back over at Risa for a moment before nodding a bit.]

He must have gotten good at it, if no one knew about it.

He's had a long time to learn. I don't know if I ever heard the exact date, but I think he was turned almost fifty years ago. It halted his aging, and he's been... who he is, ever since.

[ ... holy crap. That's a really long time.

That being said, she'll just process all this information and sort it away for now, for her to process more later. She'll nod a bit, and turn her attention back to the matter at hand.]

How much farther?

Not far. We just-- [ he's cut off, however, by a sudden horrified scream from one of the prisoners. eric pushes past some of the others -- ] Excuse me, 'scuse me. [ clearing the way to reveal the elf, who is doubled over, his back towards them. ] What's happening?

[ "It's-- it's--" the elf turns abruptly, and others gasp as they see his horrible tumor-riddled visage. "--Horrible," he coughs. more tumors bulge out of his skin as they watch and eric holds up a hand. ] Everyone get back!

[Cora yanks back hard on the reins, pulling the horse to a stop as she watches from a distance. Whatever that is, she doesn't want to be anywhere near it, but she can't just do nothing either.]

What is it? A spell?

[Dimitri's first instinct is to go to this person and see what's wrong, but Eric's warning hits his ears instead, and he turns toward the elf to see while simultaneously backing away, features etched with confusion.]

[ risa pushes forward next to eric, looking over the symptoms, and shakes her head. ] It's a fast-acting disease. I can-- [ she goes to move forward and eric hesitates, clearly unsure about her having to touch the guy, but then nods, and she steps closer with a hand outstretched, brushing it to his forehead. a white light appears there, at the point of contact, and then the tumors slowly vanish back into his skin, and he sucks in a breath. ] It's alright. You'll be alright.

[ beside cora, a little boy, face scarred from experiments, shakes his head and tugs on her sleeve.

"He touched the slimey!" ]

[She glances down to him, face frowning in concern.]

What slimey?

[ "That one." the kid points off towards a line of ooze trailing through the grass into the trees, not far off. eric exchanges a look with the other knights. ] We should check it out. Risa, can you keep an eye on them?

[ the cleric nods, reaching down to take the little boy's hand and draw him away, as the elf touches his face, amazed. ]

[Cora dismounts from the horse smoothly, her eyes flashing gold as she takes a deep breath, trying to see if she can catch the scent of what they're dealing with before they actually get there (survival 15).]

[ the trail of slime seems to have been left by a large creature, that seems to move by dragging itself along the ground. the greasy slime is already starting to dry up, suggesting that the thing is probably had just fled the area before they came through here. it can't be far. ] Well?

Whatever it is, it's big.

[She pulls back, eyes following the trail.]

The trail's starting to dry up but it couldn't have gone far.

[Dimitri makes his way over. If they need to track something, he can help too.]

Should we follow it?

I'd rather surprise it than vice versa. Come on.

[Dimitri nods and starts forward.]

This way.

[Survival 18 to track?]

[ it's not hard to follow the ooze trail. and what they find is not a pleasant sight whatsoever.

A quivering pile of tumorous flesh pulls itself along the ground, about seven feet across and appearing to weigh over a ton. as they catch up to it, it stops with a squishing noise and its impossible to tell whether it sees them or not - it has no discernible face.

It is, however, joined by a second one, that comes out from the trees in the opposite direction. Le fuck.

eric draws his weapon and shoots at the first one (atk 16, dmg 11). it's hard to miss the massive fleshy creature, and his bullet hits it with a sickening squelch. ]

rolllll for init ]

Edited 2014-12-04 03:36 (UTC)

[This is probably going to be a terrible idea, but Dimitri is an in your face fighter first and foremost, and so he moves in toward the horrific creature, stake slashing out across it's surface, hoping to potentially expose some kind of organs or weapon points, because it sure is hard to tell what is what (atk 18, dmg 11).]

[ the bullet and dimitri's blade have a bizarre effect on the monster, indeed. it starts to seal up over the damage caused, and seems to be swelling up, its innards straining against the membrane that makes up its skin. it tries to slam into dimitri, but is incredibly slow and cumbersome (atk 11) ]

[Mellie (who was absolutely there this whole time, following Cora around like a very large puppy) is totally ready to charge in there and start tearing things to pieces, but Cora takes one look at the fact that thing seems to be growing and she's quick to throw out a hand in front of her (wisdom 17).]

Wait.

[Because sometimes the bear needs an actually verbal command. She's going to actually take them both a 30 foot move backwards and look around to see if there's something she can use from a distance, like a tree limb or something, because she doesn't like guns so naturally she doesn't have one (spot 22).]

[ there actually are numerous fallen, broken limbs of various sizes. she can grab one that would effectively be a reach weapon, that allowed her to stay 10 feet away and prod it - but it would only do 1d4+her str mod for damage.

the second blob starts oozing towards eric, but is... really slow and won't get there yet. so he shoots at it (atk 30, dmg 14)... and then crit fails, taking a step backwards as it advances and slipping on a slime trail, falling on his ass. luckily his fort save is a 28, so he doesn't start busting out tumors for y'all to see. yet. ]

[Ew gross.

Dimitri tries to maneuver around the areas where the skin is stretching, in case it decides to...explode or something, and slashes at it again with his stake (atk 24, dmg 9).]

[ again, the reaction is very strange, that straining continuing across its body, as it sluggishly fails to hit him again (atk 15) ]

[Well, it's better than actually touching the thing. She grabs one of the more sturdy branches, moves back towards the flesh blob again, before jabbing the jagged end of the branch into it (attack 11, damage 4 if it hits). The attack is awkward and sloppy but she doesn't want to be all tumorified.]

[ it still hits. like i said, these fuckers are hard to miss. congrats eric, while you're laying there prone, this guy's gonna slither up to you and smother you with his horrible body (atk 13). luckily, even prone, eric's fast enough to roll aside and avoid the attack. his gun still in hand, he fires up at it (atk 25/15; dmg 10+7). ] Dammit!

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