RE: Grand Battle (S?) (Round 1: Matmor Atoll)
06-19-2013, 03:33 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-20-2013, 01:52 PM by SupahKiven.)
"Strange, isn't it?"
Sari turned to see a man that wasn't there before, similar in size to the one that had given her pain, sitting broken coral pillar. He seemed to pose no aggression, casually reclining against the jagged surface of the broken coral and holding a red smeared thing with a blade stuck in the back in one of his hands. The thing was one of those that the fliers wore on their heads. He casually yanked the blade out and turned to her, resting his hands on his knees. Sari rang at him curiously.
"Yeah, sure." Ganger stood up, tossing the helmet in the air and spinning his knife between his fingers. "At least you're not trying to kill me, like all the mermaids were. Here, a reward for you." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a sharp tooth, tossing it to Sari. "Consider it a preview. If you ever find something you want to sell me, I'd be glad to take it. I could always use more merchandise. Now if you'll excuse me..." He got up, gave Sari a curt wave, and walked around what remained of the pillar, the left overs just enough to obscure him from view for a few seconds at most.
Sari caught the tooth, taking a moment to examine it. She chimed at the man, only to see him walk around the pillar. She moved over and peered around, only to find the space absent of any living being. Her attention was drawn toward an area further down the shore, where another bellowing roar resounded through the air.
Krugrug stood and watched as the merfolk reluctantly closed in. Once they were just out of swinging range he tilted his head back and roared, throwing himself forward. With a mighty cleave, he easily slashed through three spidery coral mounts and their riders, then crushed another as he landed on the ground.
Kyle prepared for another bellow, taking a quick swig of water to calm his throat.
"KRUGRUG DESTROOOOOOY!" With another shout of war, Krugrug sliced through his foes like a knife through butter, making even the most war hardened merfolk start to back up in fear. He laughed as they took their tentative steps back. He would take their puny lives and crush them in his meaty fists.
Doppel sat on a fringe adorning the wall, deep in the bowels of the palace. He watched a creature, newly hatched, supposedly ferocious by nature, gently cuddle the sleeping form of Tom Jones. It could be called cute. He wouldn't deny it. But he had more important business to attend to. The business of making a deal of course. Any man with a beast like that on his side was certainly someone worth fighting with. Doppel leaned back, flipping through the strange, coral book he found in the palace's giant library. It was about Shellbeasts. Best know about your possible companions. And threats. One of the best sayings was, to him, 'keep your friends close, and your enemies closer'.
Sari turned to see a man that wasn't there before, similar in size to the one that had given her pain, sitting broken coral pillar. He seemed to pose no aggression, casually reclining against the jagged surface of the broken coral and holding a red smeared thing with a blade stuck in the back in one of his hands. The thing was one of those that the fliers wore on their heads. He casually yanked the blade out and turned to her, resting his hands on his knees. Sari rang at him curiously.
"Yeah, sure." Ganger stood up, tossing the helmet in the air and spinning his knife between his fingers. "At least you're not trying to kill me, like all the mermaids were. Here, a reward for you." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a sharp tooth, tossing it to Sari. "Consider it a preview. If you ever find something you want to sell me, I'd be glad to take it. I could always use more merchandise. Now if you'll excuse me..." He got up, gave Sari a curt wave, and walked around what remained of the pillar, the left overs just enough to obscure him from view for a few seconds at most.
Sari caught the tooth, taking a moment to examine it. She chimed at the man, only to see him walk around the pillar. She moved over and peered around, only to find the space absent of any living being. Her attention was drawn toward an area further down the shore, where another bellowing roar resounded through the air.
Krugrug stood and watched as the merfolk reluctantly closed in. Once they were just out of swinging range he tilted his head back and roared, throwing himself forward. With a mighty cleave, he easily slashed through three spidery coral mounts and their riders, then crushed another as he landed on the ground.
Kyle prepared for another bellow, taking a quick swig of water to calm his throat.
"KRUGRUG DESTROOOOOOY!" With another shout of war, Krugrug sliced through his foes like a knife through butter, making even the most war hardened merfolk start to back up in fear. He laughed as they took their tentative steps back. He would take their puny lives and crush them in his meaty fists.
Doppel sat on a fringe adorning the wall, deep in the bowels of the palace. He watched a creature, newly hatched, supposedly ferocious by nature, gently cuddle the sleeping form of Tom Jones. It could be called cute. He wouldn't deny it. But he had more important business to attend to. The business of making a deal of course. Any man with a beast like that on his side was certainly someone worth fighting with. Doppel leaned back, flipping through the strange, coral book he found in the palace's giant library. It was about Shellbeasts. Best know about your possible companions. And threats. One of the best sayings was, to him, 'keep your friends close, and your enemies closer'.