Author Topic: Chapter 1 - The Sacred Elderberries of the Winter Lord  (Read 1026 times)

Offline skydragonknight

  • DnD Handbook Writer
  • ****
  • Posts: 1879
    • View Profile
Re: Chapter 1 - The Sacred Elderberries of the Winter Lord
« Reply #60 on: July 12, 2019, 01:50:18 PM »
Mist takes a step forward and stabs her index finger with her thumbnail and makes a simple heathen gesture, her tiny wound already closing from the energies granted to her by her pact. With careful control she consumes the speck of blood to empower twin curses on the guards by Zadkiel and Yuki, which threaten to weaken their energies.

She then chants a few words of a nearly-forgotten tongue and points, and from the space near the guards and the extremely brave (foolish) girl a strange dust swirls in the air, filling the area with a brief shimmer as if the stars had come to play, before landing on anything and everything in the area, being most particularly unpleasant on the eyes.

(click to show/hide)
« Last Edit: July 12, 2019, 01:52:53 PM by skydragonknight »
One cut, one kill.

Offline Skyrock

  • Honorary Mod
  • *****
  • Posts: 326
  • Never hunt two rabbits simultanously.
    • View Profile
Re: Chapter 1 - The Sacred Elderberries of the Winter Lord
« Reply #61 on: July 12, 2019, 02:02:11 PM »
The wounded guard in his death throe rage shrugs off the curse through sheer fanaticism and will power, but his comrade is less lucky.

The glittering dust not only makes the clothes of the three more fabulous-looking, but also clogs up their eyes. Sophia not only tears up, but also begins to sob as from one moment to the next her eyesight is taken.

Offline oslecamo

  • DnD Handbook Writer
  • ****
  • Posts: 9985
  • Creating monsters for my Realm of Darkness
    • View Profile
    • Oslecamo's Custom Library (my homebrew)
Re: Chapter 1 - The Sacred Elderberries of the Winter Lord
« Reply #62 on: July 14, 2019, 05:04:17 AM »
:"Hmm, they're going down a bit too fast, not really getting me in the mood. No sense in making Lobinha wet now, not when we would need to give her a hot bath afterwards. Now how did mortals say? Ah, yes. Finish them!"

Anoitecer casually muses as she flies a bit forward to keep up above Lobinha, shadows spreading from her wings while pointing her left index finger at the guard that looks most weakened. There's a loud sound kinda like thunder, and the air ripples as something bright and loud shoots out.

(click to show/hide)

Offline Skyrock

  • Honorary Mod
  • *****
  • Posts: 326
  • Never hunt two rabbits simultanously.
    • View Profile
Re: Chapter 1 - The Sacred Elderberries of the Winter Lord
« Reply #63 on: July 14, 2019, 07:57:36 AM »
The thunderous emanation hits the dirt, putting a new pot hole into the alley and tossing shingles, manure and earth through the air, but not doing one bit to defeat the guards.

Offline Archon

  • Sr. Member
  • ***
  • Posts: 320
    • View Profile
Re: Chapter 1 - The Sacred Elderberries of the Winter Lord
« Reply #64 on: July 16, 2019, 07:11:50 AM »
Zadkiel continues to pull her punches, refusing to kill innocent (probably. Maybe) guards, even as they attack her.


(click to show/hide)

Offline Skyrock

  • Honorary Mod
  • *****
  • Posts: 326
  • Never hunt two rabbits simultanously.
    • View Profile
Re: Chapter 1 - The Sacred Elderberries of the Winter Lord
« Reply #65 on: July 16, 2019, 03:01:00 PM »
One of the guard goes down under a heavy pommel strike by Zadkiel, losing consciousness as he sinks to the ground and his life blood keeps ebbing away.

Cursed, dumb and blind, the only remaining guard on the frontlines showers Zadkiel with a frantic flurry of slashes, but none of them comes even close to hitting home.

Still sobbing, Sophia stumbles away from the fight towards the other girls. A redheaded one hurries towards her and guides her to the other girls in the corner, who form a huddled cuddlepile in order to affirm each other in the face of the bloodshed.
Tanya takes the mace from now blind Sophia and takes a stand 5 feet ahead of the pile. Unlike Sophia, Tanya holds it competently, and now that she is no longer cowed by the nun, her poise has something naturally aristocratic and heroic. If nobility truly runs in the blood, she has it.

The guard who has stood back holds position, still holding his sword protectively in front of the girls. "By the love of all that is good and holy, why are you coming for such innocent maidens? Even if you are knavish enough to pluck young girls off the streets, can you spare enough mercy to at least leave virgins alone?"

(click to show/hide)