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Battle With Naraleas 240828
In the dense ambiance of the forest under the heat of an 87°F afternoon, a haphazard assembly of individuals confronts the enigmatic and dangerous Naraleas. Viktorin, with a dance of provocation, fails to elicit courtesy from the Lich, setting the tone for a battle fueled by a mix of bravado, curiosity, and sheer survival instinct among the group. The onset of combat spirals rapidly as Viktorin's comment on manners sparks chaos; Cara, Konstantin, Dean, Isaiah, and Selina—a formidable aereus draco—spring into action, each with their own blend of tactics and quips, trying to establish an upper hand against Naraleas. The fight evolves, underscored by the group's increasing realization of the Lich's formidable power and the necessity of working together despite the odds.
As the battle intensifies, it becomes evident that standard combat strategies are ineffective against Naraleas's dark sorcery. Selina's relentless assaults, Konstantin's fiery rage, and Isaiah's transformation into a witch-wolf highlight the group's diversity in skill and determination to overcome the Lich's defenses. Harriet and Cara provide support from a distance, aiming to exploit any weakness in the Lich's armor. Viktorin, oscillating between disdain for his companions' tactics and a pragmatic approach to the battle, lands shots with casual precision. The climax of the fight sees Konstantin summoning his full might to challenge Naraleas, supported by the collective effort of the group. In their struggle, they showcase an unlikely yet effective synergy, blurring the lines between personal disdain and mutual respect in the face of a common enemy. Despite Naraleas's claims of immortality, the group’s relentless assault, capped off with Isaiah's fiery embrace, brings the battle to a head, demonstrating that even the Undying aren't invincible against a united front.
(Battle with Naraleas)
[Mon Aug 19 2024]
In The Forest
It is afternoon, about 87F(30C) degrees,
Viktorin boredly waves at the Lich. "Good eve," he states, staring down at the creature. "May I have your name, your ambitions, and your favorite things before-"
Viktorin says "Apparently no one has manners."
Konstantin says "What the fuck, who-"
Naraleas waves hands, drawing on dark powers, "Manners!"
Cara doesn't know who started combat, only that fighting did start. Her weapon is up in a flash and she fires off at the undead.
Viktorin says "Yes, manners."
Dean says "Friends are for the weak, manners aren't?"
Konstantin calls out; "Agreed, I wanted to fucking talk before we broke neck!"
"He's fun to talk to," Isaiah agrees with Konstantin, though he tosses his knife regardless. "Even though I've never really heard him talk.. Hrm."
Selina(aereus draco) does not waste time once the combat starts, getting into a battle ready form and launching herself at Naraleas to start trying to bite, claw, and slap it with her tail. She was not the one to start the fight, but she is not against finishing it once started.
Harriet glances over at the talkative Slavic people, but then focuses on Naraleas.
Viktorin says "I hate people. By Belobog..."
Naraleas says "You should leave me to my work, mortals."
Huffing, the sound blending into her gas masks usual huff Cara looks about to stand down, but a ball of dark energy flies Cara's way and she finds herself repositioning for battle once more.
Cara says "Ah now you want in? Move fast. Fightings started. Stop five."
Konstantin draws a deep breath, sparks and smoke crackling out from his mouth.
Naraleas hisses, "Hellfire."
Cara says "In that case, I'm preoccupied being attacked by a lich."
Isaiah glances towards Naraleas once more, then brightens up with a bit of a smile, saying, "Well, you could always talk while we fight, Vecna. Nice ta finally meet you face-to-face and all of that," says the ginger-haired guy as he juggles a few knives that certainly weren't forged for tossing, not to say the least, throwing.
Konstantin calls out, after sending a roaring flame at Naraleas "A little gift from my bloodrite's origin."
Konstantin calls out, after sending a roaring flame at Naraleas "A little gift from my bloodright's origin."
Naraleas swirls darkness and phantasmal blue energy about itself. "I have conquered death."
Viktorin says "And yet, I am death. And I am coming for you."
The sword, whereas Dean was dead sure would be embedded into the lich, goes amiss by something strange. It makes Dean pause, hold it with both hands in preparation and a battle-ready poise. "Something's wrong with this fuck."
Selina(aereus draco) may not manage to get any good hits in, but she is definitely making Naraleas work to stay ahead of all the tail lashes, bites, and swings of her clawed limbs. She is a ferocious force in melee, trying to get a hold on any bit of Naraleas that she can manage.
Now the battle is begun, Cara barks words down her comms, but save for matters of practicality it seems she is a woman of few words.She pulls a laserpointer and shines it on the beast to highlight it for enemies.
Konstantin calls out as his enforcer shows up, sending a bolt of flame at Naraleas with a sharp exhalation; "It doesn't like the flames!"
Dean says "That seems to be all that's working."
Konstantin starts to draw in his next breath, chest swelling as thick smoke seeps from the corners of his mouth with each word; "Keep me covered and try to keep it in place!"
Harriet gives a nod to Viktorin, holding up her rifle and peering through the scope to take aim at Naraleas.
Tiredly, Viktorin wanders forth and follows Harriet, giving her a wave. Occasionally, holding a rifle with one hand, he fires at the lich with utter boredom. "Why do I help again? People need to temper their blood-lust."
Dean says "Shut the fuck up Viktorin."
"Edgy as fuck, Vik." Isaiah comments towards the air as he dives in close to Naraleas, closing the gap with a total lack of self-preservation. "Throwing them ain't working. Let's see if brute force conquers the day," the ginger-headed loser wonders. He jabs forward with his knife, but again misses, and his lips curl into a snarl. "I really didn't want to fuck up this outfit," he complains, the sound of bones snapping, popping, and crackling as he starts to grow in size. "These are my fucking... Gym clothes.. ASSHOLE-"
Selina(aereus draco) does not seem concerned about whether she is doing damage or not. She is focused on keeping Naraleas busy dodging, trying to run it out of energy. Every chance she gets to slap her tail down in front of it, she takes. Of course, it would likely be devastating if she landed a blow, but she keeps focused on containment for now.
Viktorin says "Edgy? I take pride in my heritage."
Another slash, one that also goes amiss an inch by Naraleas's face - but Dean begins to trace his steps back now, walking backwards towards Konstantin. "We'll keep it locked down with the dragon, you do your thing Konstantin."
Stood on her own at present, Cara's visored gaze looks about the forest turned battlefield and she dashes towards Harriet, electing to stay with the improvised fireteam as others fight close in.
Viktorin says "Well, it isn't moving now."
Selina(aereus draco) lets out a deafening roar of challenge to Naraleas and wades in for another flurry of claws, teeth, and tail, keeping it busy and trying to get its attention as much as she can.
Naraleas swirls dark sorcery about its form more as Selina(aereus draco) flurries at it, "You cannot kill me, creature."
Konstantin steps backwards until he reaches a comfortable distances to draw in his breath and the essence of the hells, concentrating it inside of him before belching out pillars of crimson flame and black, choking smoke
Viktorin says "I beg to differ."
Dean says "We can damn well try."
Harriet keeps her ground - - far away from Naraleas. She offers a respectful nod to someone
Harriet keeps her ground - - far away from Naraleas. She offers a respectful nod to Cara.
Konstantin points out an undead mage "Eyes on! Eyes on! It brings friends!"
Naraleas laughs, a discordant and haunting sound, "I am the Undying!"
Nodding respectfully to Harriet in turn, Cara decides this is as good a spot as any to set up shop and deploys a bipod, setting herself down in the prone and lining up her next burst of gunfire.
Selina(aereus draco) growls at Naraleas after its words, but she has a job to do, containment and keeping Naraleas off balance. She focuses on that more than anything. She even starts managing to land blows as it slows down, and she growls some more at it once she manages to draw ichor from its wounds.
Casually, Viktorin lifts his rifle and blasts away at the mage, cocking an eyebrow.
Harriet squints as Naraleas makes that claim. Then she's dodging a small ball of roiling dark energy.
Harriet offers up a nod to Viktorin. Currently, she looks just fine.
Isaiah(wolf) snarls as he drops to all fours, autumnal fur bursting from pores where once was little more than peach fuzz or the hair of a typical humanoid. He gnashes teeth at Naraleas, grabbing hold of the undead creature with a maw chock-full of deadly teeth. It does little damage, but causes enough stagger to hold the monster in place until those icy-blue eyes flick towards someone. Then? Fire begins to pool at the lupine's feet, a massive pentagram forming beneath it until the flames begin to flicker to life and take shape. Fire, huh? Isaiah(wolf) can do that. And with that hold on Naraleas, heat begins to radiate out from around the beast.
Isaiah(wolf) snarls as he drops to all fours, autumnal fur bursting from pores where once was little more than peach fuzz or the hair of a typical humanoid. He gnashes teeth at Naraleas, grabbing hold of the undead creature with a maw chock-full of deadly teeth. It does little damage, but causes enough stagger to hold the monster in place until those icy-blue eyes flick towards an undead mage. Then? Fire begins to pool at the lupine's feet, a massive pentagram forming beneath it until the flames begin to flicker to life and take shape. Fire, huh? Isaiah(wolf) can do that. And with that hold on Naraleas, heat begins to radiate out from around the beast.
Viktorin says "A witch-wolf, you don't see those too oft."
Pulling the trigger on her rifle, the weapon goes *click*. Cara turns the weapon onto it's side, pulling back the bolt to inspect the chamber and conducting a check on the chamber.
Konstantin roars, raising his blade before driving it down at Naraleas pommel first. "Lay it to rest!"
As the battle intensifies, it becomes evident that standard combat strategies are ineffective against Naraleas's dark sorcery. Selina's relentless assaults, Konstantin's fiery rage, and Isaiah's transformation into a witch-wolf highlight the group's diversity in skill and determination to overcome the Lich's defenses. Harriet and Cara provide support from a distance, aiming to exploit any weakness in the Lich's armor. Viktorin, oscillating between disdain for his companions' tactics and a pragmatic approach to the battle, lands shots with casual precision. The climax of the fight sees Konstantin summoning his full might to challenge Naraleas, supported by the collective effort of the group. In their struggle, they showcase an unlikely yet effective synergy, blurring the lines between personal disdain and mutual respect in the face of a common enemy. Despite Naraleas's claims of immortality, the group’s relentless assault, capped off with Isaiah's fiery embrace, brings the battle to a head, demonstrating that even the Undying aren't invincible against a united front.
(Battle with Naraleas)
[Mon Aug 19 2024]
In The Forest
It is afternoon, about 87F(30C) degrees,
Viktorin boredly waves at the Lich. "Good eve," he states, staring down at the creature. "May I have your name, your ambitions, and your favorite things before-"
Viktorin says "Apparently no one has manners."
Konstantin says "What the fuck, who-"
Naraleas waves hands, drawing on dark powers, "Manners!"
Cara doesn't know who started combat, only that fighting did start. Her weapon is up in a flash and she fires off at the undead.
Viktorin says "Yes, manners."
Dean says "Friends are for the weak, manners aren't?"
Konstantin calls out; "Agreed, I wanted to fucking talk before we broke neck!"
"He's fun to talk to," Isaiah agrees with Konstantin, though he tosses his knife regardless. "Even though I've never really heard him talk.. Hrm."
Selina(aereus draco) does not waste time once the combat starts, getting into a battle ready form and launching herself at Naraleas to start trying to bite, claw, and slap it with her tail. She was not the one to start the fight, but she is not against finishing it once started.
Harriet glances over at the talkative Slavic people, but then focuses on Naraleas.
Viktorin says "I hate people. By Belobog..."
Naraleas says "You should leave me to my work, mortals."
Huffing, the sound blending into her gas masks usual huff Cara looks about to stand down, but a ball of dark energy flies Cara's way and she finds herself repositioning for battle once more.
Cara says "Ah now you want in? Move fast. Fightings started. Stop five."
Konstantin draws a deep breath, sparks and smoke crackling out from his mouth.
Naraleas hisses, "Hellfire."
Cara says "In that case, I'm preoccupied being attacked by a lich."
Isaiah glances towards Naraleas once more, then brightens up with a bit of a smile, saying, "Well, you could always talk while we fight, Vecna. Nice ta finally meet you face-to-face and all of that," says the ginger-haired guy as he juggles a few knives that certainly weren't forged for tossing, not to say the least, throwing.
Konstantin calls out, after sending a roaring flame at Naraleas "A little gift from my bloodrite's origin."
Konstantin calls out, after sending a roaring flame at Naraleas "A little gift from my bloodright's origin."
Naraleas swirls darkness and phantasmal blue energy about itself. "I have conquered death."
Viktorin says "And yet, I am death. And I am coming for you."
The sword, whereas Dean was dead sure would be embedded into the lich, goes amiss by something strange. It makes Dean pause, hold it with both hands in preparation and a battle-ready poise. "Something's wrong with this fuck."
Selina(aereus draco) may not manage to get any good hits in, but she is definitely making Naraleas work to stay ahead of all the tail lashes, bites, and swings of her clawed limbs. She is a ferocious force in melee, trying to get a hold on any bit of Naraleas that she can manage.
Now the battle is begun, Cara barks words down her comms, but save for matters of practicality it seems she is a woman of few words.She pulls a laserpointer and shines it on the beast to highlight it for enemies.
Konstantin calls out as his enforcer shows up, sending a bolt of flame at Naraleas with a sharp exhalation; "It doesn't like the flames!"
Dean says "That seems to be all that's working."
Konstantin starts to draw in his next breath, chest swelling as thick smoke seeps from the corners of his mouth with each word; "Keep me covered and try to keep it in place!"
Harriet gives a nod to Viktorin, holding up her rifle and peering through the scope to take aim at Naraleas.
Tiredly, Viktorin wanders forth and follows Harriet, giving her a wave. Occasionally, holding a rifle with one hand, he fires at the lich with utter boredom. "Why do I help again? People need to temper their blood-lust."
Dean says "Shut the fuck up Viktorin."
"Edgy as fuck, Vik." Isaiah comments towards the air as he dives in close to Naraleas, closing the gap with a total lack of self-preservation. "Throwing them ain't working. Let's see if brute force conquers the day," the ginger-headed loser wonders. He jabs forward with his knife, but again misses, and his lips curl into a snarl. "I really didn't want to fuck up this outfit," he complains, the sound of bones snapping, popping, and crackling as he starts to grow in size. "These are my fucking... Gym clothes.. ASSHOLE-"
Selina(aereus draco) does not seem concerned about whether she is doing damage or not. She is focused on keeping Naraleas busy dodging, trying to run it out of energy. Every chance she gets to slap her tail down in front of it, she takes. Of course, it would likely be devastating if she landed a blow, but she keeps focused on containment for now.
Viktorin says "Edgy? I take pride in my heritage."
Another slash, one that also goes amiss an inch by Naraleas's face - but Dean begins to trace his steps back now, walking backwards towards Konstantin. "We'll keep it locked down with the dragon, you do your thing Konstantin."
Stood on her own at present, Cara's visored gaze looks about the forest turned battlefield and she dashes towards Harriet, electing to stay with the improvised fireteam as others fight close in.
Viktorin says "Well, it isn't moving now."
Selina(aereus draco) lets out a deafening roar of challenge to Naraleas and wades in for another flurry of claws, teeth, and tail, keeping it busy and trying to get its attention as much as she can.
Naraleas swirls dark sorcery about its form more as Selina(aereus draco) flurries at it, "You cannot kill me, creature."
Konstantin steps backwards until he reaches a comfortable distances to draw in his breath and the essence of the hells, concentrating it inside of him before belching out pillars of crimson flame and black, choking smoke
Viktorin says "I beg to differ."
Dean says "We can damn well try."
Harriet keeps her ground - - far away from Naraleas. She offers a respectful nod to someone
Harriet keeps her ground - - far away from Naraleas. She offers a respectful nod to Cara.
Konstantin points out an undead mage "Eyes on! Eyes on! It brings friends!"
Naraleas laughs, a discordant and haunting sound, "I am the Undying!"
Nodding respectfully to Harriet in turn, Cara decides this is as good a spot as any to set up shop and deploys a bipod, setting herself down in the prone and lining up her next burst of gunfire.
Selina(aereus draco) growls at Naraleas after its words, but she has a job to do, containment and keeping Naraleas off balance. She focuses on that more than anything. She even starts managing to land blows as it slows down, and she growls some more at it once she manages to draw ichor from its wounds.
Casually, Viktorin lifts his rifle and blasts away at the mage, cocking an eyebrow.
Harriet squints as Naraleas makes that claim. Then she's dodging a small ball of roiling dark energy.
Harriet offers up a nod to Viktorin. Currently, she looks just fine.
Isaiah(wolf) snarls as he drops to all fours, autumnal fur bursting from pores where once was little more than peach fuzz or the hair of a typical humanoid. He gnashes teeth at Naraleas, grabbing hold of the undead creature with a maw chock-full of deadly teeth. It does little damage, but causes enough stagger to hold the monster in place until those icy-blue eyes flick towards someone. Then? Fire begins to pool at the lupine's feet, a massive pentagram forming beneath it until the flames begin to flicker to life and take shape. Fire, huh? Isaiah(wolf) can do that. And with that hold on Naraleas, heat begins to radiate out from around the beast.
Isaiah(wolf) snarls as he drops to all fours, autumnal fur bursting from pores where once was little more than peach fuzz or the hair of a typical humanoid. He gnashes teeth at Naraleas, grabbing hold of the undead creature with a maw chock-full of deadly teeth. It does little damage, but causes enough stagger to hold the monster in place until those icy-blue eyes flick towards an undead mage. Then? Fire begins to pool at the lupine's feet, a massive pentagram forming beneath it until the flames begin to flicker to life and take shape. Fire, huh? Isaiah(wolf) can do that. And with that hold on Naraleas, heat begins to radiate out from around the beast.
Viktorin says "A witch-wolf, you don't see those too oft."
Pulling the trigger on her rifle, the weapon goes *click*. Cara turns the weapon onto it's side, pulling back the bolt to inspect the chamber and conducting a check on the chamber.
Konstantin roars, raising his blade before driving it down at Naraleas pommel first. "Lay it to rest!"