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 Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2015 6:07 pm
Cearo managed to catch up with the small group forming. She ignored their comments on her mother's tattered and torn state and made her way closer to the dragon-like Goddess. While it was true her mother wished for all to suffer it was kinda ironic to see her mother in such a state. Perhaps she was just being sour because her mother seemed omnipotent and this... this was proof she wasn't. "What the heck did she go up against?" She mused as she began to inspect the various wounds. Her gaze fell upon the dagger sticking out of the eye. "...And anyone know how to remove this without further harm?"
Icarus landed and folded his wings in behind him. "Someone who needs to die. But not before we melt the skin off their bones." He smirked a bit then looked at the others. "Any ideas on what happened?" Certainly one of them must have some sort of lead on what was going on.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2015 6:54 pm
Dervire finished his approach and stood silently beside Martyrs form. His expression flickered between a controlled blank face and one of bitter disappointment. He had expected more of his chosen Goddess. But...he didn't know who she faced or how the battle went. For all he knew the battle left her opponent at least in the same state. After hearing the general chorus of the group surrounding Martyr, Dervire bit the tip of his tongue. he wasn't going to snap at them. He wasn't going to growl or yell. Instead he took a slow breath and stepped up to inspect the dagger in Martyr's eye. "Thats pretty in there." He spoke in answer to Cearo's question about the daggers removal. "I can give it a try. I've used blades before, but we are going to need some serious gauze and wrappings before it comes out."
Caitiff and Andalae finished their circling of the grounds. There seemed to be no enemies or dangers lingering nearby. But there were signs of an opponent. Andalae had taken the time to gather up the discarded daggers that had missed their target..and a few that looked like they had just been torn out of their wounds and thrown away. Caitiff himself though found something else perhaps a bit more telling. As Icarus would ask if anyone had any ideas as to what happened, he quietly tiptoed towards the winged cursed and made a whispering sound of clearing his throat. Caitiff opened his hands to reveal the gathered porciline shards in his palms. "We found these things in the area of the fight." Andalae spoke up for her father a she held the other daggers up in her arms. Of course, in her arms they seemed more like short swords.
Snakebite turned a little and reached out to pet Jaggers head, with the clawed tips of her fingertips digging in slightly of course. "Worse then our Goddess I am certain." She answered him. Shaking her head slightly, the bells in her ears dangled. She answered Cearo's question about the dagger removal. "Oh ask not I or Jagger. We're bound to just make things so much worse." She spoke with a slight smile on her fanged mouth. "Still..." She started to circle the fallen dragoness. "We should find a way to get her home for tending. laying out here all exposed is not a good thing. With Jagger and I here I wouldn't be surprised if that Warrior fiend or one of her allies came around."
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SpaceDadDisapproves Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2015 6:58 pm
Draconis glances up as his mate Cearo shows up, then motions to Morgana. "The General would know more than I, since she has a history with at least two of the non-Cursed gods."
Morgana comes back to the area after seeing a majority of the other followers were heading there as well. Her face scrunches up, as if she were scowling, but with most of the features on her face gone, it was hard to tell. A 'voice' was heard in the minds of those gathered, filled with hate. "I think this is the work of the jester. He is rather fond of his knives."
Beomia scowls again, then shakes her head. "I... think perhaps we should try to get her back to the shrine first, before we try removing that... thing... from her eye. Once we have her back in the safety of home, we can then get first aid equipment and try to remove it then."
Ryubix didn't approve of leaving the weapon in his Lady's head, but he wouldn't argue with the logic she had to her idea.
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Posted: Tue Mar 03, 2015 10:19 pm
Medeia surveyed the scene. "Then we are agreed we need to take our lady back. But how is the best way to go about this without injuring her further?"
Yanamari remained silent, though as she hears Morgana's assessment of the perpetrator most likely being the jester, her thoughts wandered off into a pleasant scene where she was happily 'returning' the knives to their owner in the bloodiest way possible.
Jagger idly rubbed his horn in thought then looked at Cearo as well. "No, no, we are much better at causing daggers to go into eyes than taking them out!" he cheerfully replies with a chuckle.
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2015 1:21 pm
Cearo growled. "Then we'll see to it that the stupid jester suffers for all eternity." Blinded for a moment by rage she pushed the thoughts aside. "...First let's get our Goddess back to the shrine." She sighed. "...I think that when we get there we can have Dervire try and remove the blade. I doubt any of us carry medical supplies."
Icarus shook his head at Jagger and Snakebite. "Be serious. You might have done your 'job' but if we lose our Goddess, we lose our home. Unless if you two don't truly care whom you follow." His eyes narrowed at them but then he moved towards the dragon-like Goddess. "I think our best and quickest efforts is for those with wings to help carry her and air lift her out of here."
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2015 1:37 pm
Beomia nods, agreeing with Icarus, as do Draconis and Morgana. The three of them gather around Martyr and wait for others that can fly to come help to try to fly their goddess back to her temple.
Ryubix was furious. He wanted to go and make the Jester god suffer as well, but his main priority was making sure his goddess was safe and sound back home and that she received the best care to help her recover. He felt rather useless right now, however. He was not one of those blessed with the gift of flight, so would only get in the way if he tried to help the others. He would wait until Martyr was airborne before he started heading back to the temple, though.
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SpaceDadDisapproves Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2015 4:28 pm
Dervire spent the time that the others used conversing to better examine the dagger wound without touching it. He'd need to wipe the blood away to get a better idea of how deeply lodged it was. "It's a good idea to fly her out of here." He finally spoke up. "There will be less jostling once she's in the air. I'll hurry back to the shrine as fast as I can run, though if someone there thinks they can do the job don't feel obligated to wait for me." he offered. While he wanted to help Martyr, he knew that there was the possibility someone could do the same job more quickly then he could. And time was of the essence.
Caitiff glanced at the shards in his hand, and with a small shrug he slipped them into his pocket. Andalae looked at her father curiously but said nothing as she readjusted her grip on the gathered daggers. Since Cearo made the mention of medical supplies, the quiet pockettu reached around behind him to a small pack he carried. "First aid kit." He said as he shook his bag. He looked back at Martyr then added. "Too daunting a task for aspirin, alcohol wipes, and band-aids though." Caitiff lifted his head to look sadly at Martyr. If ever there was a time to wish he was different, now was it. He wished he had wings to help the group carry her back.
Snakebite's tail wriggled up to 'affectionately' bite at Jagger as she looked at Icarus. "I am serious. Quite serious. Jagger and I have a habit of witnessing ill fortune happening to others when we are around. Be it chance or not. As for losing the Goddess...I don't think that's likely to happen. Martyr may be beaten but I don't think she is defeated. If anything I'd be keeping an eye on that tail of hers when she comes around. I eagerly anticipate much rage and violence to be witnessed." The hexbest cheerfully explained. When the group decided to fly the Goddess back to her shrine, she turned to n** a kiss on Jaggers teeth, teeth and all. "I'm going to fly and help them beloved. I'll see you at the shrine." She explained to her troll counterpart before moving to take up a position with the other fliers.
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2015 5:41 pm
Medeia quickly moved with the fliers to prepare to carry Martyr back. "Let us hurry, the sooner we get her back and recovered the sooner we can all plot our revenge."
Yanamari made way for the fliers, reluctantly, but she started to turn to head back to the shrine to await them and their goddess, hooves pounding away.
Jagger rolled his eyes at Icarus and nodded at Snakebite's words. "Meet you there." To be honest, he pondered hanging around for a while... if it was indeed the Jester behind this, he had a feeling he was in as bad of shape as the Martyr, if not worse...Jagger idly wondered if his own followers would be investigating the matter. Either way, if someone were to come find the place where the battle took place, he would know for sure who was behind it....
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2015 12:13 pm
Cearo looked at Caitiff. "Good... when we get her back to the shrine begin to clean out her wounds." She nodded and motioned for those who couldn't fly to return back to the shrine. "Hurry." Icarus ignored Snakebite and Jagger. They seemed too lost in their own little world. Probably a great world to be lost in but to an outsider it was one that was puzzling. He looked at a few of the other fliers. "On the count of three we lift. One... two... three." He took a section gently and began to lift Martyr up, spreading his wings and beginning to take to the air. [[The flight back would not be one met with a lot of resistance. Please direct your attention to Martyr's shrine to continue this RP!]]
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