The World of Old .::.Fantasy Walk-In.::. || OPEN ||

[The Godzilla Threshold]

Gwynevere Regantona

Gwyn wished she hadn't spoke too soon. As soon as she was home, a knock at her door and sobbing broke her moment of peace. She rushed to the door and opened it to discover a horrifying scenario.

From the rushed explanations of the child's mother, his arm had been crushed in a flour mill's grinder. What used the be an arm was now a flat, bloody, mangled mess of skin and crushed bone handing limply from the unconscious child. Gwyn had him rushed in, pushing what few things were on the table off and ushering the woman to set him down. From the moment she saw him she knew it was a hopeless cause -- there was nothing there to bandage, and she'd have to hack more off to make a stump of some kind. She explained this, but the mother refused.

"His arm won't heal! Look at it!" Gwyn begged the distraught mother, pointing to the rapidly fading child. "The only option is to amputate the damage and--" The mother was furious now, insisting she bandage it without cutting any more off. Gwyn refused to comply, and the woman picked the child up, announcing if she wouldn't help her son then she'd find someone else who would. "No! Don't be stupid, can't you see--" Gwyn stepped between the woman and child, but the woman was a baker - her upper body strength was impressive, and the larger, taller woman easily hit Gwyn aside. She took the child before Gwyn could stop her and left the house, leaving the young witch in the doorway, holding her cheek where she'd been struck.

"You're making a mistake! Please," she sank to the doorstep as the woman disappeared into the crowd, holding her head in her hands. She could have prevented that, knocked the woman out, fixed the child, tried harder to make her stay. The kid was as good as dead, and all the former glee of the morning faded into despair. ******** the stupid spider! What good was it now? Now she just felt ill and her face hurt and her pretty maid dress she'd gotten at the Lord's house was ruined, the white frilly apron smeared with red. Angrily, she pulled it off and threw it down onto the doorstep, giving a glare to anyone who gave her funny looks as they walked by.

[Sayla-girl]

Queen Liao of Nanchou
The Lady Rui-Hsi

Much later, a supremely relaxed and contented Rui-Hsi lay in the large four poster bed of the castle's master chambers, her voluptuous body wrapped up in the sheets. Lacking any energy to move, or the desire to now that she was so comfortable, she stared up at the canvas above her, smiling in satisfaction.

"Good work...Sergeant..." She said, slowly catching her breath as she spoke. "I think....you may be in line....for a promotion....after all that. I'll trust however....that you will be...discrete in what just transpired..."

Location: Master Chambers of the Castle

Activity: Relaxing

Crackbaby73

[Guardian S of the Beaten]

Ʈ¥řąɲɲµȿ ąµȡąж

тнε түяαηт ℓιzαя∂ кιηg

"I am the Destiny of All Those Who Are Powerful..."

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As Tyrannus burnt the entire landscape with his mighty fire, the Tyrant Lizard King felt that it was not enough to disrupt his anger and vengeance against man. For the Tyrant of the Saurians, he had destroyed entire kingdoms in the wake of his wrath because they were foolish, naive, and stupid for killing one of his kind. But in the wake of his destruction, Tyrannus' was turning his gigantic head from side to side, looking for any signs of the vermin he called "man" to extinguish. He saw them as a plague of some sorts, as much as he despised to hurt those who he had allowed to pass his territory. But mankind was killing his kind ever so slowly- and it was painful. He was unsure of how much longer that his kind could last, with so many of his kind dying each die not only from natural causes but to man hunting them was decking the population of Saurians.
The brutish Reptile felt like as if he was already fighting against an avalanche that could not be stopped. A sense of desperation came. He needed to destroy one of the most powerful kingdoms of them all in order to instill fear in the hearts of man, or make them bow to his very whim. When man first came, they did bow to him and his might, but time grew and slowly they became smarter and smarter.

It was like as if yesterday man was just using rock and stick to kill their prey, to now using metal from the ground and manipulating it into swords. The times were troubling for the Great Tyrant.
As Tyrannus gazed upon the destruction he had made, his powerful nose caught the scent of two beings, not far off from his territory. A low grumbling growl that bellowed was heard. His massive carnivorous teeth were like railroad spikes, thick and strong but sharp with a serrated edge on them. In certain areas of his jawline, these teeth were eighteen inches long, six inches were rooted deeply into the skull while the other twelve inches jutted out from his maw, like fangs that were overgrown. The vengeful glare towards the forest was made, his battle-scarred body showed of the battles he had faced and worn against. Along with spears and arrows that had stuck into his skin, but not penetrate deep enough to make him bleed, it was obvious that the village had tried to put up some kind of resistance. But they were squashed the moment he knew what they were doing.

It was then, the Tyrant Lizard King began thumping across the landscape and went into the forest, breaking apart the thick brush of the forest with his mighty body and huge frame as trees parted or were snapped in place. The Tyrant was mad and his wrath was growing ever more. The two scents were not awfully far off from his "charred line," a marking of where his territory was as his footsteps sounded like thunder and shook the earth.
Tyrannus would not allow another man come into his territory without his mighty word.....

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"And I Am the King of All That May Come..."

Feemiss

Little Miss Kitsune

[breaklight special]

ｓｈｅ ｒａｎ ｔｏ ｔｈｅ ｌｉｇｈｔｈｏｕｓｅ. ｈｏｐｅｄ ｔｈａｔ ｉｔ ｗｏｕｌｄ ｈｅｌｐ ｈｅｒ ｓｅｅ
ｓｈｅ ｓａｗ ｔｈａｔ ｔｈｅ ｌｉｇｈｔｈｏｕｓｅ ｈａｄ ｂｅｅｎ ｗａｓｈｅｄ ａｗａｙ ｔｏ ｓｅａ

ＳＨＥ'Ｓ ＪＵＳＴ ＬＩＫＥ ＴＨＥ ＷＥＡＴＨＥＲ.
ＣＡＮ'Ｔ ＨＯＬＤ ＨＥＲ ＴＯＧＥＴＨＥＲ.

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"Gu de niste ni mise...ho ho hao i iu ho.." The sound of a gentle voice and a rickety cart carried on the winds. "Air faral a ro ho hao ri ri o..." sang the girl who pushed the cart along the narrow woodland path. She was draped in shawls and scarves, a true mismatch of fabrics, giving her a gypsy like appearance. Upon the car were boxes, marked with Celtic runes, small flower pots harboring herbs and roots, and a black feline who rode atop it all. Aurora, a girl who knew no home but the earth walked along, a song in her heart. "Ma bhristear mo ghleine.." the Gaelic melody filled her.

Hands holding the bar on her cart, she pushed forward. The witch was a nomad, a wanderer, she made her living that way. From far and wide, there were whispers about her and the medicines she procured. An apothecary, that's what she preferred to go by. Most folks turned their head at the idea of a witch helping them.. An apothecary, on the other hand, not so much. "Cha dean mi ceum astair.." her hand left the handle and ruffled the black cat's fur. Luna, was her name, and the cat was one of her only friends. There had been a time, long, long ago where Aurora knew companionship.. His name was Damon, and she loved him dearly...but that was long, long ago.

Pushing on into the endless sea of trees, the witch felt alone.. She looked down at Luna, knowing her love for the cat was truely not enough. When was the last time she spoke the common tongue? The last time she met someone knew? Even though her work had her around people, it wasn't as if they looked at her as anything more than an means to an end. Stopping the cart, she pressed her back against a large oak tree and sighed. "*Tá an saol seo ag fáil d'aois .." she spoke in Gaelic to Luna as she jumped upon her shoulder and perched there, rubbing her against against Aurora's in a comforting way.


ℓσcαтιση : somewhere in the woods.
cσмραηү : Luna, her cat.
тяαsℓαтιση : * this world is getting old
sσηg ιη мү нεαят : Gu De Niste Ni Mise ( what she's singing )
ⓞⓞⓒ : hi !

[Helminthia]

Viadus
-Servant to the Sword-

The question was a common enough one, but still unanswerable. "I am unsure. I have not met another like me before. I am called Viadus."

He observed the man quietly as he reached for the blade. Again, a momentary compass alignment set his priorities into that of a guardian for so long as the stranger's fingers were wrapped around the hilt. The moment he dropped it, however, it was gone. He flinched the instant it struck the ground. Viadus' neutral tone had been replaced by growing concern. "Carefully! That sword is quite precious." In spite of his anxiety, the spirit made no move to claim the fallen weapon for himself.

mercutio dreams

[Little Miss Kitsune]

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Denzel couldn't help but lunge forward when the woman backed away in surprise of his sudden advance. Clacking his teeth towards her ankles to tell her to keep backing up, he growled.
His slender wolf form nimbly jumped backwards to make sure he got the distance he felt comfortable with when he saw the staff come swinging down. The mangled branches that formed the end of the stick illuminated brightly. It hurt his eyes at first, but he soon adjusted to the intensity. "I'll snap that ugly stick in half!" He yelled to her, but to a human such as herself, his words would have only sounded like a variation of barks, yips, and growls.
Beginning to stalk around the woman as if she was the prey, he gave her one hell of a response when she confronted him with "You test me?"
This was all an act of course. Denzel had no intention of a real fight. He needed to appear fearless, strong, and perhaps a little crazy to get this woman away.
His treading slowed down when she spoke once more. This time, she appeared to be uninterested in a fight and surprisingly calm.
The bargain was to go with her, or to go towards whatever made that roar. Halting in his tracks, he had to think...
Of course he would never go with her, he would never be able to escape if he did.
Going towards the thunderous monster would mean death if he was seen...
This gave him a chance... Besides, its not like she would know that he actually went to the best. Denzel could easily run where ever he wished! Feeling sly about his decision, he pushed his front paws up, forcing his wolf body to stand on hind legs. In an instant he shifted into the frail boy he was.
Glaring at her, it was more apparent that he was scared, and his act was beginning to falter.
"I will never surrender to you." He answered bluntly, clearly not trusting her.
Opening his mouth to speak once more, he felt the ground tremor. It was steady, and with each rumble it got louder. What ever mad that roar was coming closer.
Turning around towards the sound, he felt his frame shutter as loud ripping and snaps echoed through the forest. It sounded as if the trees were being shredded!
Subconsciously he backed up towards the woman, to gain feeble distance from the daunting sounds. Bumping into her, he quickly scampered around to face her. He had to get going, he needed to get going now!


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ℒocation↪ Lost
ωith↪ Nia
O.O.C↪ Sorry Feemiss! I didn't see you had posted x.x!

Feemiss

Guardian S of the Beaten

[Neko Narcotics]

♂→ (Ayrgos) ☆╮
☈→ nature's protector ☆╮
⋮company⋮n/a⋮⋮condition⋮normal⋮⋮feeling⋮curious⋮⋮location⋮forest (the ground)⋮

Yawning, Ayrgos awoke in a largely uncomfortable fashion. Looking around he found himself mostly unsure how he'd gotten there. Thinking back, he involuntarily shivered, remembering after a moment as to how he'd arrived in such a situation. Behind him were three eggs, and the make-shift nest rested more than high enough in the tree. After a moment, he made his way towards the trunk of the tree, peering over the edge of the nest in search of the hawk which had so brazenly picked him up. Unable to find it, he simply decided to make his escape while it was gone.

Climbing out of the nest, he made his way down the branch before it swayed suddenly with the flapping of wings. Stopping, he shivered and turned as the hawk looked at him as if to question his escape. After a moment, it turned its neck and suddenly lunged after him. Dodging, he found himself realizing where he was before he tumbled towards the ground, crashing into a small bush.

Groaning, he swiftly lost consciousness as his small form was basically battered and broken, cuts and abrasions potentially scarring his face. After a moment, however, they began to fade and his limbs mended with soft pops. Sucking in a sudden breath as he regained consciousness, he sat up and immediately began looking for his attacker. Instead, it seemed the bird had remained in it's nest.

Turning his gaze, he stood, and made his way out of the bush slowly, looking around for a moment before cautiously continuing his patrol of the forest, thoughtfully considering his surroundings as he thought he heard something odd.

[malzysaur]

Deimos has spent the better part of the day tending to an injured and abandoned fawn. He'd stumbled upon the little thing as he meandered through the wood, collecting various items for his collections or medicines. It had been a long day and Deimos had spent it far from his home, which wasn't a hardship, he spent many nights on his own in the woods, even deeper than he was now. He looked the young fawn over once more before covering it with foliage.

Deimos rose to his feet, the aches and kinks becoming known as he unfurled to his full height. He spread his wings as far as they could go, his feathers ruffling out into the calm, evening breeze. If he listened just right he could make out new and old noises within the forest, but he had more important matters than his curiosity at the moment. Until he could find a suitable surrogate for the fawn. His wings curled back against his body as he moved forward towards the sound of a creek. He knelt at the bank, pulling a pouch from his belt and dipping it into the frigid waters.

Nighttime always settled thickly in the wood, leaves and bush doing all they could to block out the light of the moon. Deimos doubted he could make out any sort of glowing if he looked up, the leaves were much to thick in this time of year. Finishing up the gathering of water Deimos wondered back to where the small fawn slept, curled into itself. He rearranged the leaves around it before settling himself back against the tree, his breath leaving him in a soft whoosh as he made himself comfortable for the night.

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[breaklight special]

ｓｈｅ ｒａｎ ｔｏ ｔｈｅ ｌｉｇｈｔｈｏｕｓｅ. ｈｏｐｅｄ ｔｈａｔ ｉｔ ｗｏｕｌｄ ｈｅｌｐ ｈｅｒ ｓｅｅ
ｓｈｅ ｓａｗ ｔｈａｔ ｔｈｅ ｌｉｇｈｔｈｏｕｓｅ ｈａｄ ｂｅｅｎ ｗａｓｈｅｄ ａｗａｙ ｔｏ ｓｅａ

ＳＨＥ'Ｓ ＪＵＳＴ ＬＩＫＥ ＴＨＥ ＷＥＡＴＨＥＲ.
ＣＡＮ'Ｔ ＨＯＬＤ ＨＥＲ ＴＯＧＥＴＨＥＲ.

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Standing there against that large tree, Aurora rested her aching feet. It had been a long day of walking, and still she would keep on going.. What else was there for her to do? Long ago, she settled down. Finding a small village on the edge of some continent, Aurora once had it all. It was a small cottage, but a palace to her. Outside she had flower beds, herbs, fruits, vegetables.. And she also had him.. Damon, the memories of him and that life were tucked away, hidden in the dark recesses of her mind.. That's where she wanted them to stay.

Petting Luna as she rested on the witch's shoulder, she did her best to clear her mind. "*Mise agus tú i gcoinne an domhan" she whispered into her familiar's fur. The cat purred loudly, making Aurora smile. Letting out a heavy sigh, she pushed off the tree and placed her hands back on the cart. "*Lasmuigh muid!" and they were off again. Walking, she felt rumbles in the forest.. What was ahead?




ℓσcαтιση : somewhere in the woods.
cσмραηү : Luna, her cat.
тяαsℓαтιση : *Me and you against the world *Off we go!
sσηg ιη мү нεαят : Gu De Niste Ni Mise
ⓞⓞⓒ : short. sorreh.

[avalon bird]

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Mag watched the strange disappearing man cautiously. He was indeed fascinating, but Mag knew better than to trust easily; Keeper had always taught him never to trust strangers. The only trustworthy ones were his fellow thieves, and they were all long gone. Blinking owlishly, he hummed a tuneless phrase and nodded, as if coming to a decision. "Viadus," he repeated slowly, tasting the word on his tongue, testing it out. "Mag's what I be called. Shortlike fer Magpie, such as the bird."

When Viadus spoke sharply to him, Mag jumped and made a whimpering sound. He looked scornfully down at the sword, as though he blamed it for his mishandling of it. He muttered to himself, shook his head, ran his hand through his wild, curly hair. "Ya steal it? Quite shimm'ry, it be. Heavylike, too."



Helminthia

[Feemiss]

Nia Luella Neusty

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This is the wrong time for spunk! Nia's scowl would not betray the trepidation building within her. She'd been in a number of binds in her time, familiar with the lightheadedness, the raising of hairs, the numbing of the legs. The adrenaline raced through the Sorceress, her still stature letting the snipping and snarling Lycan know she would not back down . . . unless something else decided to introduce itself.

Her words seemed to get to the young boy, his wolf-like circling ceasing as something close to curiosity crossed the canine face. Soon was Mia looking upon a human once more, the young teen appearing more so without the coat of fur and dangerous jowls. "You have little choice, prey." Almost upon cue did the crashing begin. It began with footsteps only a giant could possess, followed by the tearing of nature that set Nia back on her heels. Eyes stared off briefly, the less familiar feeling of fear rising in her chest.

The Lycan ended that paralysis with his own fearful steps backwards, the two face to face yet now wearing different expressions. "You wish to be alone when that thing sniffs you out?" Pale greens danced between gray blues, unmistakable worry seen in the eyes of the normally stone-cold Sorceress. Her free hand grabbed hold of the Lycan's tunic, pulling him in almost nose to nose as she growled out her next words. "We're leaving. NOW.

She tugged on his shirt only briefly to start her run, guiding him before taking off on her own. Honestly it was a desperate manuever; There was no guarantee he would follow. Yet she put all 200 hundred gold coins on the teen's fear and common sense directing him toward her staff's still glowing light. Nia traversed the terrain with surprising agility, her pale legs pumping with each hop and sprint. There was truly no destination in mind, simply away from the monster in the dark.

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xxxxxxxAt: Dangerous grounds in the forest
xxxxxxxWith: Denzel
xxxxxxxOOC: Did this just turn into Jurassic Park?! xDDD So awesome
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Little Miss Kitsune

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Guardian S of the Beaten

[Guardian S of the Beaten]

Ʈ¥řąɲɲµȿ ąµȡąж

тнε түяαηт ℓιzαя∂ кιηg

"I am the Destiny of All Those Who Are Powerful..."

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The thunderous tree-shaking thuds onto the ground were caused only by Tyrannus as he broke through the thickets of the forest. Snapping trees in his way to busting the ground and making the prints of his footsteps, Tyrannus' growling rage could be heard as he tore through the forest in search for these pathetic and puny vermin. His powerful sense of nose was far better than that of any creature known. His nose was like a thousand bloodhounds combined together, he could differentiate the smells of each individual. The massive Tyrant soon busted into the scene where the boy Denzel and Nia, before bellowing out a terrible roar as fire spewed out from his opened jaws. The liquid-like fire spewed forward, some droplets of smelting liquid would pour onto the ground, incinerating what it touched.
Soon, the flames stopped and so did the roar, but as the Lizard King turned to look at them, he saw their distilled fear by his appearance. He was by far one of the largest things they would ever see in their entire lives- not even dragons were able to outweigh him. The leviathan Saurian soon watched as the female Nia turned and pulled the boy to her, before telling him they were leaving. The Tyrant snarled angrily at this, baring his lips to expose gum of his massive spike-like teeth. The snarl ensued into a terrible roar that shook the trees from the sound waves, the trees shivering in place as Tyrannus stepped over one of the trees he had knocked over and began to pursue the two. His awful roar was prolonged and blood-curdling, its ugly dragging effects it made it sound horrific.

As they tried to run from the great Tyrant, Tyrannus slammed his foot down harder than before- making a large crater from where his foot had slammed. But in return, the earth plates below began to shift. It was then a large and massive U-shaped wall made of pure rock and dirt jutted out from the earth, standing over ten feet tall as Tyrannus stood in the way of the only way out, which was going backwards. The Tyrant's tail swung wildly behind it in anticipation and agitation, a low grumbling growl echoed from his throat. He glared at them with one eye, his left eye had been scarred badly, the damage had sealed his left eye shut with only a small glimmer of what he could see through, a tiny hole where he could stare.
The giant grumbled softly, before finally speaking up against the two beings who stood before him, twenty feet ahead of him as the U-shaped earth wall that he made was sixty feet long all the way through.

Tyrannus then spoke.
"What do you think you're doing in MY lands?!" His voice bursted outwards in a very loud and ear-splitting way, as black smoke shot out from his nostrils. He growled angrily, furious.
"You vermin are nothing but a plague to me." He told them, before making an order. "Speak now and make your excuse before I incinerate the two of where you stand!!" He demanded....

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"And I Am the King of All That May Come..."

Feemiss

Little Miss Kitsune

[malzysaur]

Isolde hadn't come this far from home just to be frightened back like a child. She steeled herself and kept venturing further and further into the dense wood. Widget scurried along her shoulders, squeaking and chattering as he too took in the wood. He hadn't been in nature much since bonding with Isolde, but the wilderness still thrummed in his blood. She giggled softly at his antics before a loud crashing caught her attention. She sucked in a breath, fear flooding her system as she moved to hide behind a tree.

"Oh what was I thinking, there's no way I'm cut out for this," she whispered to herself, squeezing her eyes shut, keeping her breathing even as she worked up her courage to investigate. She was out here to see new things, to experience a life beyond her walls. This is what she had wanted, and damnet she wasn't going to hide from it, so with a renewed sense of adventure she moved from the copse of threes and towards the noises, unsure of what she would find.

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[Little Miss Kitsune]

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The young Lycan furrowed his brows when the woman asked him the question. The tremors were getting unbearable.. this thing was almost here! Swallowing hard, Denzel's breathing became uneven from the suspense. Letting out a soft grunt when he felt the grip on his shirt hurl him forward, creating only inches away from the woman's face.
His eyes became wide and glossy from the mix of emotions he was enduring between hatred and terror. He refused to answer her, instead he broke the eye contact, and scowled at the ground to his left. He could run faster than her when he was a wolf... that was for sure, and is body was trembling with the need to run as fast as he could possibly do so. Her demand couldn't have possibly been better as she wanted him to do just that.
Being dragged along for a moment, he felt himself stumble and stagger behind her. "Let go!" He snarled back at her, just as her hand released him and the two sprinted off into the darkness.
Struggling to keep up with her in his human he began to panic hearing the tremendous roar coming from behind them. The shock almost made his legs buckle and collapse beneath him, but he forced himself to keep going. Glancing behind him, all he saw were two ginormous scaled legs stomping towards them. "Turn your light off!!" Denzel screamed, as he tried to catch up.
Just as Denzel was making good ground to keep up with the woman, he felt the earth throw him off balance and hurl him into the air.
Stones, soil, and vegetation went flying as huge plates of stone and earth created large walls around them.
Shaking his head slightly, he pushed himself up off the broken ground and kept running. Those attempts harshly halted as soon as he was faced with the sheer height of the fresh cliff.
Looking upward, he considered climbing it. The lycan boy panted heavily before looking back, mortified at what he had just seen.
The thunderous growls that rolled out of the golioth of a beast was enough to vibrate through his small body as he stared up at black smoke wafting from it's nostrils, and the molten liquid fire that dripped from it's mouth.
Backing up completely, he felt his back press against the fresh wall that appeared, he didn't want to die like this... He didn't want to die at all!
Why was he cursed with such horrible luck?!
Suddenly, a deafening voice rang to them furiously, causing Denzel to cover his ears.
Flinching heavily at the commands the beast made he found his will to scream so great that it was nothing but silent strained air that filled his throat. A moment of silence filled the horrific scene until he felt himself feel obliged to answer.
"I-I..." He blurted out scared. Denzel knew there was no way out of this... This was how he would die, he would be damned to lie before his death. Telling the truth would ensure he would not be remembered as a liar...
He would probably not be remembered at all, since he was only a slave - but if he were to be remembered, it wouldn't be for lying.
"It's my fault!" He answered, trying his best steady his voice. "I ran away! I was careless and did not know w-who's land I fled to! This woman is only.. d-doing her job!" He explained, swallowing his pride, he looked at her only for a moment before looking back at the beast. "Her job is to fetch me, and return me to where I belong." He felt the rush of uncontrolled trembling shutter through him as he took a deep and broken breath.
He waited for what was to come.. Was he going to be eaten? burned? stepped on?
Pleading to the gods above, he wished this was not how he was going to die... but if it was, he would at least die free, and not in captivity.


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ℒocation↪ Midst of the forest facing death.
ωith↪ Nia and Tyrannus
O.O.C↪ Jurassic Park with a flaming twist!! o: ... ;-; dont kill my little Denzel </3

Feemiss

Guardian S of the Beaten

[Feemiss]

Nia Luella Neusty

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Nia's stride was as straight as could be, hopping over fallen branches as she avoided bushes and trees in her path. She could hear the approaching doom, the monstrous mystic closing in even with much distance between them. Ignorant was she to the Lycan's fate at this point. Fight or flight had kicked in and the latter option was the only, Nia unable to hear anything but the harsh beat of her heart and the thundering charge from behind, the woman not daring to look back.

"The hells?!" Her reluctance to see the creature may have saved her a few broken bones, the very earth shifting and cracking before literally exploding upward. A gasp proceeded the shout, Nia digging her feet into the ground in an attempt to stop. She succeeded, albeit with little grace, her form tumbling forward and collapsing on knees and hands. She couldn't process the stinging pain from the fresh scrapes, Nia picking herself up with adrenaline-fueled speed before finally spinning to confront what was coming . . . and it was something else indeed.

Paralysis was in effect once more, the glowing blue of her staff contrasting perfectly to the orange-red hue of flame spilling forth from the jowls of the most massive creature Nia had ever laid eyes upon. She could literally feel its power, feel its energy, feel its disdain. It didn't need to express its rage for she knew the reason almost immediately; They were not wanted.

Yet the beast spoke, shocking Nia further. In her (brief) studies and widespread adventures she'd never seen or even heard of anything quite like what was sizing the trembling pair up. It demanded answers with the consequence of incineration if not met, Nia swallowing the lump in her throat, catching the irony of her situation almost immediately yet not daring to show it any attention. Speaking was far from her realm of possibility yet the Lycan spoke up quickly enough. Pale greens shot to the teenager, a look of surprise and warning etched on her face. He spoke nothing but truths, Nia frowning as the story was spoken aloud, eyes set on the other's gaze before eventually returning to the reptilian tyrant some twenty paces away.

"We . . were ignorant to your lands!" Nia almost felt like somebody else spoke the words, her body light and numb all over. "And to your power!" Appeasement. Another action Nia despised yet, once more, found herself between a rock and a hard place. This time quite literally. Even so her heavy head managed a backup scheme, her already glowing staff drawing the energy for a quick escape. Her feet slowly slid right, edging closer to the Lycan as the two stared at their own deaths. "You show us mercy as no doubt one of your . . . stature has shown before, and you shall never again catch scent of myself or my charge." Nia was sick inside, conflicting feelings swirling about as she stood almost shoulder-to-shoulder with the teen.

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xxxxxxxAt: Forest, amid the quaked earth
xxxxxxxWith: Denzel, Tyrannus
xxxxxxxOOC: Hehehe. Much better movie if ya ask me. Tyrannus is all types of terrifying. xDDD
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