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 Posted: Mon May 04, 2015 5:29 pm
Martyr, they shall know endless suffering!  Occupation: Warrior
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2015 5:54 pm
Martyr, they shall know endless suffering!  Occupation: Warrior
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Posted: Mon May 04, 2015 9:18 pm
Yanamari returns back to camp, bleeding from several claw and teeth wounds, but reports a victory before going to rest.
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 4:46 am
Aldrailian Sharmila had finally gotten herself back up and functioning from being over exhausted. The only daughter of the Defender perked up when Martyr, her technical step-mother, landed in the camp bloodied and sore. The God-spawn lets out a shriek and scrambles over to assist the Goddess quickly, applying gauze to the open wound and pressing as she pulls her to her own tent to treat the wound.
"W-what the heck happened, my lady!?" Sharmila had started to tremble, but was suddenly taken over by rage at whatever at done this to the Goddesses' eye again, except this time it was completely gone - nothing to salvage or treat. "You're beautiful eye is gone." She murmured softly as she tenderly treated the wound as quickly as she could to halt the bleeding, using her wings to snip the stitchings, fingers nimble and quick. Aldrailian (I totally wanted to post Defender too, but forgot. Lol) The Cursed God had started to worry about his lady, she was nowhere in the camp. When he finally sensed her return he practically scrambled to her tent after his daughter. He ripped his mask off and almost snarled out in frustration. "What God did you go after? They obviously put up a fight. After your last toss with one of them you almost lost an eye and now it seems they finished the job!" "Father! Sit down and shut up. This is notthe time or place for you acting like this." Sharmila shook now, fear at snapping at her father, let alone a god, rising through her entire being. But she was in the midst of tending to a serious wound.
Defender was taken back by his offspring for a moment. But he narrows his eyes and growls low at her. "Finish your mending and leave to tend to the other wounded. You will face the consequences of your words just now."
(No colors since my phone hates me.)The Martyr watched through blurred vision as Sharmila approached her. She recognized the child as one of Defender's despite the way her vision swam from the pangs of pain. She didn't initally speak and only accompanied the smaller Pockettu to the tent and let her get to work. It probably took all the concentration Martyr had to make it there under her own steam. Then she heard a very familiar voice, one filled with anger and concern. "...I do not know their name, Defender. I only know that they have aided the jester in some way. I followed after them upon their retreat from the carnival." She winced and hissed through her teeth at some of the wounds being cleaned. "By their lack of power, I'm guessing they're rather new." She darkly chuckled spite it all. "However, they are wise in the art of combat." She grimaced and looked down at one of her bloody hands. "As you can see." She fell silent for some time before sighing. "...Ryubix had made a visor, to try and conceal what was done prior. This God exploited that weakness in no time. Yet, something tells me he will not pose a problem again."
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 8:03 am
The Defender waited until his daughter finished cleaning up the major wounds and patching them up, placing a temporary eye patch in place of her damaged visor. "You may leave us now, child." He grunted low at her, wings shifting in annoyance at her prior rebellious quip. Sharmila cleans up her mess and collects her tools before retreating, wings tucked as close as she could to her back.Once she was gone, he turned back to his mate and sighs, "I'm glad progress is being made during this war, but you should have told someone what you were doing before making a move. We are greatly outnumbered still and I would be greatly upset if you were to fall in battle again." He gently reaches out to touch the side of her face, concern in his voice now, "Even a victory as great as this, taking down a God regardless of how new he is, has to be taken with caution. We need to prepare for their attack back."((I so totally need to get him on the field. Maybe see if someones god/goddess is willing to fight him while he searches the surrounding area for enemies??))
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2015 8:30 am
Martyr, they shall know endless suffering!  Occupation: Warrior
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Posted: Wed May 06, 2015 7:35 pm
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2015 6:02 pm
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2015 8:10 pm
Katcheres is pleased to report a victory for his mother in the name of suffering, humming as he heads to get his wing looked at. *edits in another to avoid double post* >3 Iskierka returns nursing a broken jaw, but reports a victory nonetheless before going to get patched up.
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2015 4:42 am
Aldrailian The Defender waited until his daughter finished cleaning up the major wounds and patching them up, placing a temporary eye patch in place of her damaged visor. "You may leave us now, child." He grunted low at her, wings shifting in annoyance at her prior rebellious quip. Sharmila cleans up her mess and collects her tools before retreating, wings tucked as close as she could to her back.Once she was gone, he turned back to his mate and sighs, "I'm glad progress is being made during this war, but you should have told someone what you were doing before making a move. We are greatly outnumbered still and I would be greatly upset if you were to fall in battle again." He gently reaches out to touch the side of her face, concern in his voice now, "Even a victory as great as this, taking down a God regardless of how new he is, has to be taken with caution. We need to prepare for their attack back."((I so totally need to get him on the field. Maybe see if someones god/goddess is willing to fight him while he searches the surrounding area for enemies??)) The Martyr watched the retreating form of Sharmila, only giving her a brief nod of thanks before she left for attending to her wounds. It wasn't the time nor place for pleasantries. Nor was Martyr really one to spew niceties left and right. She looked at the Defender and closed her eyes. "...I do understand what my actions may have brought upon us, my knight. Yet I doubt they can pose such a threat when they have such little strength." She shook her head and sighed. "...I shall inform you if I plan on doing anything similar in the future. But for now, we should focus on finding that jester."
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2015 9:03 am
"No, you need to rest for the time being. Its high time I stepped out and took a stance for our people." He reached down and gently grasped her hand in his, placing a kiss on top of it. "It would be nice for our followers to see you standing and moving about the camp for a little while, bring their spirits up seeing you personally after a wondrous victory." He gave a little smirk before pulling up his mask and leaving the tent himself.
Yes, it was time he fought as well. After all, a good defense is a good offense. The Defender grinned like a madman underneath his mask, eyes set in a fiery gaze as he went for his own tent to suit up for the hunt on this falling god of carnivals.((so, may I start up a thread to fight Sekan? *wiggle*))
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2015 4:38 pm
Aldrailian "No, you need to rest for the time being. Its high time I stepped out and took a stance for our people." He reached down and gently grasped her hand in his, placing a kiss on top of it. "It would be nice for our followers to see you standing and moving about the camp for a little while, bring their spirits up seeing you personally after a wondrous victory." He gave a little smirk before pulling up his mask and leaving the tent himself.
Yes, it was time he fought as well. After all, a good defense is a good offense. The Defender grinned like a madman underneath his mask, eyes set in a fiery gaze as he went for his own tent to suit up for the hunt on this falling god of carnivals.((so, may I start up a thread to fight Sekan? *wiggle*)) Martyr looked at him with a bit of surprise but quickly masked the emotion. "...Very well, my knight. Do take care..." She gave him a rare warm smile and watched him leave. When the pain subsided a bit she would have to get an update on how her followers have been fairing in battle. ((Please =w=))
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2015 7:44 pm
Pallas was defeated by a vicious bear (XD) and needs a healer.
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2015 7:45 pm
Sinbari Pallas was defeated by a vicious bear (XD) and needs a healer. Something Furry this way comes .x.
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2015 10:14 pm
Curban won his fight against the clown
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