OOC: Aaanyway, back to the story in progress. Had to leave it hanging due to RL stuff. graewulf is most emphatically -not- dead. sweatdrop
IC:
*Damndamndamndamn...he struggled to regain his balance and his eyesight, holding his sword defensively, trying to focus enough to feel his enemies nearby.*
*He was suddenly slammed to the ground and held there by two massively powerful paws. He struggled, but it was impossible to get enough leverage to move. His eyes were clearing enough for him to finally see..not that he really wanted to see.*
AS I SAID BEFORE, WORM, I'M FEELING KIND TODAY, SO I'LL LET YOU OFF WITH A MERE REMINDER.
*graewulf howled in pain as most of his left ear was ripped off by the demon's fangs. He focused his ki, calming himself. He wouldn't give the b*****d any more pleasure if he could manage it. The demon chuckled, his breath reaching graewulf's nostrils and making him gag.*
CONSIDER YOURSELF LUCKY. *the demon let go of graewulf and trotted off.* AND NEVER SHOW YOURSELF TO ME AGAIN. *He lay there for a minute, ripping off a piece of his shirt to wrap around his bleeding head, and slowly picked himself up. He looked around for his sword, seeing it on the ground a few feet away. He stumbled towards it, not noticing the other creature coming up behind him.*
They got you good, didn't they, love?
*graewulf turned around to see Peril in her true form, white fur marred by blood, some of it hers, some of it not. She had a bleeding scar across her right eye, and she was limping. I was attacked by a wolf..a -******** wolf- kept me from coming to your aid..I'm sorry, love. He isn't breathing anymore, but he did his job. graewulf picked up his sword and sheathed it, looking sadly at Peril.*
Come on, Peril. We both need healing. Revenge can come later.
*So saying, graewulf and Peril made their way back to town.*