Wolves ( Nivel )

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Stretching northward along the coastline of the Suvan Sea, the Cobalt Mountains are the home of the Bronze Wood, numerous ruins, and creatures both strange and fantastical.

Wolves ( Nivel )

Postby Ahri on March 29th, 2014, 8:06 pm

18th Day of Spring, 514 AV-

Ahri held her bastard sword with two hands, trying to get used to it's weight. She wasn't good with the weapon, but anyone could say that with only 15 minutes of practice. Her movements were awkward and slightly clumsy. Occasionally, she managed a half-decent hit that might've hit something. 

She kept hitting the dummy that was in the clearing, swinging sideways, and the rare upper hand. The rare times her sword hit something well, she smiled in slight relief she still had some hope. After awhile, she stopped, taking a small water break. She leaned against a old tree, when she heard a wolf howl.

She flinched. It was close, she could tell. She took out her sword, looking around with caution. She turned quickly when she saw a flicker of movement, then back when she saw another movement. She cursed softly. How was she going to deal with this?

The wolf in front of her ran at her, and when she judged the time to be right, she swung. The wolf darted back, snarling at her. She looked at the other wolf, who was growling. She stepped backwards, slowly, the wolves forcing her to go closer and closer to tree.
What do I do?! She thought, frustrated.
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Wolves ( Nivel )

Postby Nivel on March 30th, 2014, 5:04 am



The Mage squire decided today was the day that she would go for her first unofficial patrol outside the city. Nivel wasn't sure what exactly she would find outside the safety of the stone gate of Syliras, as not many ventured past them without proper protection. Nivel knew her Patron wouldn't approve her doing something so needlessly dangerous so it certainly wasn't her honour bound duty that fuelled this decision. If anything the thrill of possible danger was the only real reason Nivel would dare go as her poor fighting skills would be more of a hindrance to any of the experienced knights and warriors that left the town to hunt for food and monsters. At least that was Nivel assumed.

Nivel cautiously snuck through the grass and would routinely hide behind rocks and boulders on the off chance she was spotted by a roaming eagle or another wild animal or creature. It wouldn't make much of a difference as Nivel stuck out like a sore thumb with her redish clay body and her shinning emerald sparkles caused by the gem powder she enjoyed eating so much. Regardless, the pycon stayed low and walked slowly and ready to run if anything came at her. In the distance Nivel saw what she thought was two tall folk attacking one another but as she got closer it was clear it was just a lone tall folk attacking an object that nivel had seen other tall folk use for training. Although Nivel noticed another presence coming from the woods near the young woman and Nivel didn't need to read aura's to know they weren’t peaceful. Nivel ran as fast as her tiny legs could take her, breathing out every ceramic pore as she bounded over rocks and through vegetation.

The wolves had already started to surround the tall folk, Nivel was so close but at the pace she was going she wouldn't be in time. Nivel swiftly grabbed a small pebble and threw it in the beasts direction "Be gone foul creatures" Nivel bellowed hoping to catch their attention. The pycon didn't even think what would actually happen if she did catch their attention.
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Postby Ahri on March 30th, 2014, 2:10 pm

A pebble was thrown at the wolves, and she looked at the pe- no, clay. she looked surprised, but shook her head mentally and smiled at her. She didn't really know how clay could beat wolves, though she'd hope so there was someway. The wolves walked to the clay, growling. One tried to bite the clay, failing, though it was close.

Realizing she was simply standing there, she took out her sword quietly, holding it with two hands, looking at the clay. She couldn't see any weapon on the clay. She frowned. Surely, if she came out here, she would have one? The wolves were starting to try to bite again, so she decided to throw a heavy rock at the wolf, or something heavy to get their attention away.

She took a quick glance around and found a medium sized rock, throwing it at the wolf's head. " C'mon, is that all you have?" As they turned, she swung sideways, aiming at the wolf's leg. It only managed a small scratch, but at least it got the wolf's attention away from the clay. She didn't know if clay was fragile or not, or really anything about clay, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

She moved back after, anxious, hoping the.. clay, would have a weapon. She kept her eyes intently on the wolves, who were coming closer to her again, moving her sword in a position where it was easy to swing incase one jumped, her legs tense incase her blow missed and she had to sidestep or some other movement.

(OOC: My posts look so small on a computer... ;_; I guess I'll have to beef it up)
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Postby Nivel on April 1st, 2014, 4:15 am



Razor sharp teeth snapped at Nivel, as she nimbly jumped out of the way. Nivel was only inches away from the beasts jaws and could still feel the warmth of the wolfs rancid breath on her clay body. Nivel almost didn't notice the impending danger after the Tall Folk had lifted the sides of her mouth in a display the pycon usually knew as a sign of Joy. Maybe "smiles" as the Tall Folk called them were also a sign of relief. Nivel didn't want to give her false hope, If the Pycon could keep the Wolves attention away from the girl that would give her time to escape.

The snarling canines were ready to lunge at Nivel again, before Nivel could retaliate the a large rock caught their attention away and back to the Tall Folk who had her sword ready. Nivel was dumb founded, She had come to rescue her why was this Tall folk making it so difficult. The pycon ran after the wolves throwing a strong punch to the one wolves legs in hope off hindering it's movement. It was common to underestimate the toughness of the small clay homunculus but a punch from one can hurt more that one might expect. Nivel felt that using Flux magic would help resolve this quickly but the situation made it impossible for her to concentrate. It would have probably been too dangerous anyway, Her mother was very adamant in using Flux magic in only the most dire of circumstances.

Nivel stared in horror as the Second wolf ran towards the Sword wielding giant and lunged with it's claws and teeth at the ready.
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Postby Ahri on April 1st, 2014, 2:18 pm

She cursed loudly, sidestepping sideways, and turning, swinging sideways towards the wolf. She made another small nick, and the wolf looked back, growling at her, looking a bit more than angered. It ran at her again, and she tried to swing, but the wolf managed a claw swipe, hitting her knee.

She cursed, gritting her teeth in the pain. It was simply a small scratch, but still- it hurt. The wolf ran off to avoid her sword, already swinging. "Get the hell off me, mutt." She growled. Typically, Ahri was nice to animals, but she didn't really enjoy animals that were trying to eat her. The wolf ran at her again, teeth bared. She hit the wolf sideways with the flat of her sword by accident, though still it was an alright blow.

The wolf seemed distracted at first and confused, then shook it's head, looking at Ahri with pure hate, then ran for the pycon.
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Postby Nivel on April 1st, 2014, 11:56 pm



The wolf let out a high pitched yelp as the Pycon fist awkwardly grazed it's leg, what was meant as a crippling maneuver did nothing more than anger the creature. It turned back to face Nivel, showing threatening posturing as it snarled with its fangs and ready. It snapped at the Pycon viciously, leaving little opportunity for any kind of counter attack to be done. As the Nivel leaped threw the grass with rows of large teeth perusing her relentlessly, she glanced back at the Tall Folk who was fending off the other wolf. The Giant woman yelled and cursed at the creature and seemed to do a decent job of fending it off. Nivel didn't see any missing limbs so things must be going well for her at least for the moment. Nivel couldn't say the same for herself, it was only a matter of time before the Wolf she was evading ripped her apart.

The wolf lunged down at Nivel, bashing its face into the ground. Nivel thanked Harameus for her wonderful stroke of luck as she made a leap of faith onto the monsters head. Climbing quickly up the hairy neck of the still stunned beast, she managed to get up to its mangy main. She jumped up in the air and slammed her feet down as hard as her pycon legs could muster. The Wolf howled in pain, shaking wildly to get Nivel off. Nivel tried to grab for hair to keep herself on its back but quickly lost balance and fell to the ground with a thud. As she layed on the ground pleased with herself as the wolf ran around howling in pain, she failed to notice the claws heading in her direction.

Nivel rolled out of the way quickly but soon realized her arm had been ripped off. Instead of the unspeakable pain any other race race would feel, To a pycon it felt more like a minor muscle cramp. However the sudden realization of a lost limb made her feel suddenly less capable because she was no longer whole. A trembling fear entered her nexis and it paralized her for a moment. The wolf was ready to strike at any moment but as had as the Pycon tried she couldn't seem to move.
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Postby Ahri on April 2nd, 2014, 2:09 pm

She turned back to look at the pycon, and she ran at it, shouting out to perhaps get it off. She kept taking quick glances at the other wolf, looking still a bit confused. With the side of her sword, she swung, taking a quick glance to see where the pycon was and hoped she didn't hit her. The wolf jumped back before she could hit it, and she turned to see if the wolf was coming at her, which it was. She swung her sword again, and the wolf jumped back again.

She took another glance at the pycon, and realized it's (her, perhaps?) was missing. She sighed. She swung at the wolves, though they all jumped back. After awhile, she managed to hit the wolf sideways again, and she took a step away from the pycon, hoping it would be fine. She slid her sword across the neck, half looking away at the pycon. The wolf let out a last breath, lying on the ground. The other wolf growled at her, and she tried to run back, but she tripped. She let out a loud curse as she tried to get up again, her hand rubbing the small scratch the wolf gave earlier, though not getting up fast enough.
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Postby Nivel on April 2nd, 2014, 3:04 pm



Before the wolf could do any further damage the Tall Folk had come to her rescue. Nivel was still not fully aware of what was going on, she heard many noises but her temporary shock made them seem like they were happening someplace far away. It wasn't until nivel could feel rain drops falling on her clay flesh that she started to come back to reality. She quickly noticed water droplets in the grass hanging over her, but something was off about them. Nivel had never in her life seen red rain, and assumed she must be hallucinating. She lifted herself up and saw the one wolf laying on the ground motionless with red water all around its neck. Nivel had assumed the Tall folk had used some sort of sleep potion on the Wolf to put it to rest. She hoped the Tall Folk would share this knowledge with her, it seemed like a very useful skill.

The sudden shaking of the ground followed by a curse from the Tall folk, brought Nivel completely out of her haze. The Pycon couldn't see the beast over the vegetation or the Tall Folk on the ground but she could hear its approach. She made a small prayer to the gods and threw a pebble in the direction of the noise with all her might hoping for the best. By what could only be divine intervention or just straight up dumb luck the small pebble lodged itself in the throat of the creature. It choked and gagged as it tried to breath, giving the Giant an open opportunity to ether run or attack.

Oocwe sure do like our rock throwing, also I promise I won't make to many lucky shots I just didn't know how else to save Ahri.
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Postby Ahri on April 3rd, 2014, 12:34 am

Ahri heard a slight whistling sound like a rock being thrown, and she turned to the wolf, only to see it being choked. Whatever made it choke, she didn't care- She forced herself to stand and run, run run run to the wolf before it got up and ready again. She cursed the damned thing heavily, and she concentrated, doing a upper hand strike to it's head. She sighed when she saw the blood she had cause, but she supposed she had to deal with it. She realized she was very thirsty, and thought about what happened, then realizing the clay statue was still there. She looked back for the pycon, then saw the clay at the grass. She walked up to it, and crouched down. "Thanks..Anything I can do about your arm..?" She said cautiously. She didn't know how these clay statues worked, really. She blushed slightly. "By the way, name's Ahri."

She sat down in the grass, tilting her head thoughtfully as she looked in her pack for water, drinking most of it. She sighed, looking a bit nervous that she made the pycon lost her arm, but hopefully the arm could be put back with a piece of clay. Absentmindedly, she rubbed her knee where the wolf scratched. It hurt when she felt it, feeling like a sting, but a bit more, perhaps.
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Postby Nivel on April 5th, 2014, 4:02 am



Nivel could see threw the obstructing grass that the Tall Folk had used more of the sleep magic on the Last of the beasts. It seemed like a messy art with all the red liquid getting everywhere but Nivel still though it was fascinating. The Tall folk seemed to use their sword as a means to focus their Djed, Nivel wondered if there was another means of changeling this power. The Tall folk must be a very skilled mage to preform such a spell so easily.

The Tall Folk in question walked over to Nivel and crouched down so she was closer to the ground. Nivel appreciated the courtesy, as there wasn't to many of the Giants that thought of doing this. They asked Nivel about her arm and proceeded to introduce themselves as Ahri. Although In being reminded of the lost limb the pycon felt the panic come rushing back. "My arm!" Nivel said in alarm as she rushed to were she was certain it would be. Relieved to find the crushed and clawed mess of clay that was her arm, she quickly grabbed it and shoved into her stomach. Since Nivel's arm was so thin and tiny it quickly grew back like a nails slimy eye stalk.

"Oh I am very sorry, My name is Nivel I am a squire on my way to being a knight of Syliras" Nivel said Proudly "It's nice to meet you Ahri"
Ahri had sat down and began rubbing her leg for a reason Nivel didn't understand. Nivel noticed a mark on Ahri's leg that was red like the magic water the Giant used in her magic. "Is that the source of the red water magic you used on those wolves?" Nivel said while pointing to the wound on Ahri's leg. "...or is that perhaps a side effect of overgiving..?" Nivel asked as she theorized how this magic worked.
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