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Jordan shook his head, swaying on his feet, dazed. Allan was gently scolding the fog-creature, and much to Jordan's surprise, the thing that wasn't Julie was responding as though it was, answering Allan, and finally, quietly, leaving. For a moment, Jordan couldn't breathe, his throat closed with sorrow and a more selfish fear. When he died, would he be allowed to rest, or might he be taken by something else, brought back over and over to blindly hurt the people he'd loved in life?

He remembered the feeling of bitter relief in the dream, the knowledge that he'd failed, that his mistakes had utterly destroyed what he'd tried to protect, and the cold comfort in knowing that at least he was following the rest into death. That it was over.

It was over.

It wasn't over. He recognized the priestess who appeared on the field, and the realization that this was the horseman who had locked him into his own mind to live his nightmares over and over awakened an intense red rage in him. Ferros materialized in his hand. The dragon's sorrow had mirrored his, and now it turned to fury just as quickly and as easily. The Horsemen and their freak allies weren't going to just take this battle. No, they'd have to fight every inch of the way.

A rush of slushy snow slopped over Jordan's boots, and when he glanced towards the source, he saw a knot of conflict centered on Rep. The bony dragon attacking him was a nice big target, and Jordan turned to charge at the creature, bringing Ferros up and around as he did so. Hammer met bone with a satisfying crack of impact.

Jordan is attacking Aymet

Your Character's HP: 60/60
Charge: 1/3
Fear/ Charges used: 0/3
Bonus Battle Effect: Sun Division, Full Hunter: +3 damage
Runic Items: Barrier Daggers - unused
Damage: 13

Targeted by:

Dakota slid chama around to his left hand as he beat back some of the horseman. Rep was doing his best to keep the monsters at bay as they were joined by stormy, Jerry and Jordan.

Three suns in one place, ******** stuck close to Rep instead, ducking and moving as he saw Tracey from the corner of his eye...Until a wave crashed down at them.

"HOLY MOTHER OF GOD WHAT THE ********." He balled himself down as the wave hit and the battlefield soaked down. And then the grasshopper returned...with its giant ******** pony who shouldered right into ******** horseman." Dakota grimaced as he felt the sting from his shield from the attack.



Yeah yeah yeah. Defend.



Perfect.

If his usual warm eyes could flicker fire, they would.

"Rep, I hope you're ready to have some serious fun." Dakota waited, "I've got a little gift for you soon."


Your Character's HP: 48/60
Fear/ Charges used: 3/3 - 0/3
Bonus Battle Effect: Moon hunter +3 Defense
Items: Runic Bandages, Torch
Defending For: 6+3 = 9
Defending: Rep

MMUR IS ATTACKING DAKOTA

It was the smell. His feet were cold too. There were no cold feet in the desert.

Mmur squeezed his eyes shut, suddenly disoriented, and when he opened them again, his kingdom was gone. The hunters had returned. And Medea needed more Fear.

His whip appeared in his numb fingers, and he followed up Zhi's shoulderbutt with a slice of his own.

Mmur's HP: 25/40
Fear: Y2 Swift Strikes (unused)
Bonus Battle Effect: Medea's Blessing (unused) | Berserk Pony Mode (unused) | -4 modifier
Damage: 9

Mmur looks like this. He's also got a segmented whip, oh boy.

MORT IS HEALING AYMET MAYBE

Mort came to not long after the fighting began and rubbed his head because Jack dammit. This was a nuisance. He ought to look into ways to avoid being sucked into illusions which . . . Medea would probably know. Dammit.

But Aymet was still rampaging and had a small gathering of Hunters around him and - sweet Sally, he didn't look so good. Mort recognized the frenzied patterns of one in the throws of Distortion (having been in one himself) and swallowed down whatever reserves about Aymet. He was still a friend, just . . . just sick on power, that was all. He'd get a stern talking to afterwards and that would fix things.

Had to.

Thor charged with white energy as he summoned his Fear and sent a a charge the dracolich's way, hoping he could stave off dissipation just a bit more until he got over there.



Mort's HP: 50/50
Fear/ Charges used: Y1 Chill, Y2 Eye, Y3 SS
Artifacts: Candy Canes (3 uses)
Distortion used: 3 pts
Damage / Healing / Defending done: 11 HP to Aymet

She awoke.

Instinctively her hand went fluttering upwards, searching for a crowns who's weight no longer rested upon her head. Residual feelings continued to sit heavy in her chest, of pride, of strength....

Of love....?

No, it had all been just a dream, a vision, and in some ways even a nightmare. The power she felt resonating through her now was not from a crown, but from a crystal, embedded in the bangle on her arm, calling to her own core, calling for her to raise her arms to battle.

She was only happy to oblige.

She sprang to her feet and in one deft movement had taken to the air. There was some water on the ground spreading out from some hunter, which was weird, but she could avoid it by flying above.

Her dagger sprang to her hand, imbued with Fear, glowing a faint aura of yellow before she swooped down and struck, only to have it bounce off as though it hit a wall.

.....Well s**t.

SHAHEEN IS ATTACKING REP
Your Character's HP: 40
Fear/ Charges used: 1/1-Y2 Battle cry-using
Bonus Battle Effect: medea's gift-used mount form-used (from previous rounds)
Runic Items OR Artifacts used: n/a
Distortion *1-not using
Damage done: 16- nullified I think

Tracey called out as the massive hammer swung into veiw, accompanied by its owner.

"Jordan!" Rep called delightedly, relief washing over him. He hadn't sent him to his death, he was alive, he was alive and he was backing him up. He wasn't afraid any more. Whatever came their way he could handle and he would find Harrison. He wasn't dead.

The charge sung in his veins.

The defence was immense, he felt invincible. "Dakota, I'd kiss you if it wasn't homo."

He charged.

Tracey lashed out and struck with the most satisfying clash of metal on fear.

Stats:

Name: William Reid
Faction: Hunters - Sun
HP: 35/50
DMG : 27 (Aymet)
Charge: 3/3
Effect: Sun Intermediate +2 dmg
Items : Runic Bandages - Unused, Waves of Oceanus - Used
Appearance : Loud, arrogant

human with vibrant red hair and a nasty demeanour,

weilds a massive two handed lochaber axe.

ZHIQIANG IS ATTACKING JAKE

The strike had the horseman pausing, and after casting Dakota a brief look, he immediately turned on this new Hunter. Casting Jake a quick look, Zhi snorted with what could have been amusement. Without missing a beat, he galloped forward and then reared back, trying to kick the hunter back.

Not a bad hit from a lower-ranking Hunter, Zhi mused, shaking his head, But I can certainly return the favour.

Your Character's HP: 31/40
Fear/ Charges used: 0
Bonus Battle Effect: Mount Form, 2d12 -6
Runic Items OR Artifacts used: N/A
Distortion used: N/A
Damage: 8

SHIKOBA IS ATTACKING JERRYYYYY
The fog had pulled him in because the crowns, while shiny, were not particularly to his favor; really Shik just wanted to take flight and kill a bunch ofthings, but the dracolich seemed to be doing that just fine. So he decided to pick a different target and pick it off with precision.

Jay made a suitable choice easier. With a battlecry the executioner leapt onto all fours and lunged towards the man with a canon, skin becoming fur and hands lengthening into claws until it was a large grizzly bear slamming and tearing into the Sun Hunter.





Shikoba's HP: 40/40
Fear/ Charges used: Y2 Chill
Bonus Battle Effect: Mount charge (2d12-6 for 3 rounds) - Using
Distortion used: 3 pts
Damage / Healing / Defending done: 16