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acyfaust rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Total: 8 (1-8)
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 Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 7:36 pm
 The Martyr had been watching from the skies who came and went from the Carnival. She had spotted such a strange looking God, who entered a severely guarded tent and left in a hurry soon after. Many Pockettu simply thought the Martyr was waiting for the right time to strike. Yet she did not even tell Defender what she was up to as she took off after the strange God who fled from the scene. Oh, how he thought he was being stealthy. Running as quick as his pathetic hooves could take him. True, the Martyr was having a hard time flying after him. She had never seen a creature run as quick as this God. But soon enough the God had stopped running and gazed up at the sky. Ah, so he finally noticed. It was at that moment the Martyr swooped down in a fast dive and slashed at him with her claws.
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acyfaust rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Total: 5 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 7:43 pm
 Delun had assisted the Carnival God in the only way he knew how. He had placed a talisman warding off any evil energy the Cursed could emit from the Carnival God. He also knew going to the Carnival in person would potentially spell disaster for him and his followers. While he sprinted as quick as he could, he felt a sense of dread following after him. Everything around him gave signs to stop his current course and look up. When he did he hardly had any time to react to the dragon Goddess swooping down and slashing him across the face. Delun stumbled backwards, resisting the urge to place a hand over the talisman. "...Tch..." Bringing his hands out in front of him, the Tao God summoned his qiang, getting into a defensive position initially. "Why have you come here? I have no quarrel with you." The was no answer, only a twisted grin and some snickering. "...You leave me no choice, Goddess. May fate find mercy on you." He raised his qiang and drove the blade forwards. HP: 32
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acyfaust rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 7:46 pm
HP: 35
The Martyr snickered and grinned darkly at the Tao God when his questions were asked. She didn't feel the need to reply. Deep down inside she knew this God knew why she was here. When the dragon went to move out of the way of the qiang's blade, she underestimated the length of the pole and got struck in between her upper arm and forearm. She growled and grabbed the qiang, trying to wrench it from Delun's hands. "You should have never interfered. You have some nerve getting involved! You will suffer for your foolishness!" As she tried to free the weapon from its master, her tail swung around to swipe at his legs.
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acyfaust rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 7:54 pm
HP: 26
Delun shook his head, feeling the blood trickle down his face from the scratches. They were deep and the smell of his own blood was making him sick. He couldn't stand the stench of blood. Some would say it didn't smell but he knew better. "...It is my job to protect those who are being harmed by the wicked. The greater evil shall be punished."
The Tao god still believed Venezia brought the whole situation upon himself. Yet his followers did have a point. The God was in need of assistance and when Delun saw the God's struggle first hand he felt a pang of guilt for not assisting sooner. His years of isolation had caused his heart to cool and his emotions to cloud his better judgement. Qilins were creatures of mercy and of protection.
As the Martyr place her hands upon his weapon, Delun tensed his shoulders and wished nothing more than to pull back away from her. As he began to do so he spotted her tail swooping around to swipe at his legs and he quickly jumped up into the air, over the offending tail. When he landed he felt her tug forwards, causing him to lose his footing, landing hard on one knee. It would seem this dragon had no sense of pride or honor.
He allowed her to hold his weapon for now, giving her the false sense of accomplishment, as he tore a talisman from his sleeve and spoke a few words. Soon the sky rumbled and a strike of lightening jolted from above, aimed directly at the Goddess.
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acyfaust rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Total: 8 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 8:02 pm
HP: 33
The Martyr tilted her head as he so easily gave up his weapon. "Evil? No, not at all. I simply want endless suffering in the world. You will all feel my pain." What exactly that pain was, only the Martyr and Defender knew. And one could guess not even Defender knew completely what drove Martyr to such extremes. Her history was a mystery as it was with all Cursed Gods.
Her lip curled when she began to hear what sounded like chanting then a rumble of thunder. "...So this isn't your only means of offense. Interesting..." She grinned and quickly moved out of the way, the strike of lightening hitting the ground where she once was. It didn't dawn on her initially that she was holding a giant lightening rod. One she so foolishly tried to strike the God before her with, now knowing he could summon lightening.
What ran through her mind is how different things would be once the Carnival had fallen and Venezia was one of them. Perhaps she could even coax this God into joining them. Or that.... hellhound was it? Yes, she was the embodiment of what a Cursed should be with that temper of hers. So many to make suffer... such little time!
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acyfaust rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 8:09 pm
HP: 18
Delun reached up and wiped away some of the blood, daring not to look at it on his hand. His mind was spinning and he decided on focusing on the battle, not the smell of blood which was agonizing to the qilin. "A twisted delusion, I assure you.." He frowned and quickly brought up a talisman to shield himself from a fatal blow to the chest. The Martyr unfortunately was striking from his blind side, causing him to get struck in the arm instead of the chest, the talisman not fully activated at the time of impact. He cried out as he felt the blade dig into the flesh. It was going to take months to rid it of the smell of blood. He grabbed the metal and wrenched it from his arm, chanting the words to summon a jolt of electricity.
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acyfaust rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 8:14 pm
HP: 27
The Martyr would just have to learn her lesson the hard way. Completely mesmerized by how weak this God appeared to be, she failed to pull the qiang away from it's owner quick enough, allowing him to grab hold of it. Electricity shot through the metal weapon, causing the dragon's muscles to convulse and spazum. The qiang fell to the ground and the Martyr took a moment to recover. When she was able to use her muscles again she set her sights on the kneeling God, soon roaring loudly in protest. Her arms dropped back down towards her sides, claws up towards the sky. "There is nothing twisted about my visions. You'll see!" She snarled and went to slash at the God once more.
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acyfaust rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 8:16 pm
HP: 16
"Nothing more than an animal..." Delun muttered under his breath and quickly snatched his qiang from the ground with his good hand and blocked her attack. He struggled a moment to knock her back as he rose to his hooves, her strength causing him to have to use his injured arm. Wincing a bit he managed to knock the dragon back and gained some distance. He took a step back, bringing the qiang's blade down low towards the ground and rushed towards the dragon, swiping upwards.
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acyfaust rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 8:21 pm
HP: 25
The Martyr was growing blind in her rage. Yet she was able to keep her focus and dodge the blade. It took her only once to know better than to catch that thing again. It had its advantages but she did not want to get electrocuted further. The blade cut into her shoulder as she dodged, causing a few nicks. "What did you say?" She swung her fist at the God, opening her hand the last moment to slash her claws. She clearly heard him. She was not an animal. He would suffer for calling her such trash!
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acyfaust rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 8:26 pm
HP: 12
Delun was going to reply but found himself in the middle of an awkward block and dodge maneuver. Talking could happen later. He had to focus. Calm down and clear his mind. Which was growing to be a difficult task. Not only did he smell his own blood, he was beginning to smell and see Martyr's blood which made him only want to pass out. He studied the visor on Martyr's face and looked at the shadows where the eyes would be. One glowed and the other remained in darkness. He gave a sad smile at figuring out the cause and decided to take a look and see himself. He moved in closer, taking the qiang and jammed it up at her face, the blade attempting to wedge in between her cheek and the visor to pry it off her face.
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acyfaust rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Total: 7 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 8:31 pm
HP: 20
There was no reply from the God. "What's wrong, you were so full of hot air before?" The Martyr snarled but stifled a shrieked gasp as she suddenly felt metal on her face. Underneath the visor laid the empty socket where her eye one rested. That blasted clown of a God had taken it from her. But she would one day take everything he loved in return. He would suffer just like she did. As she felt the qiang slice into her skin, it twisted and it was obvious he was trying to remove the visor built to protect her weak spot. She thrashed about, her tail swatting at Delun furiously as her hands worked to try and prevent the God from succeeding.
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acyfaust rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 8:34 pm
HP: 5
Blood. There was so much of it. As much as Delun desired to look away, he had to stay focused and keep his attention on his target. The Martyr wasn't making this any easier on the qilin as her thrashing about cause the blood to spread much quicker. How sick he felt, he felt his knees begin to buckle but quickly caught himself. He would not faint. If he were going to go down it would be due to a wound!
The Tao God didn't move from his spot despite the tail's spikes digging into his skin with each hit. He winced and gritted his teeth but continued to twist the qiang's blade and when he felt the visor lift up enough, tried to drive the blade into the socket that once housed an eye.
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acyfaust rolled 1 8-sided dice:
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Total: 5 (1-8)
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 8:39 pm
HP: 15
The Martyr roared loudly, practically screaming as she felt the blade cut its way into her socket. She still wasn't fully healed from Dervire's make-shift surgery. It was the whole reason behind the visor. And this b*****d God had figured it out so quickly. The Goddess thrashed about some more and ripped the visor off, stumbling back away from the blade before it could go any further. The pain throbbed in her skull, she wanted so badly to retreat but she wouldn't. "You will.... never.... interfere... again." She spoke through clenched teeth as her trembling hands covered her eye for a moment. "I will make sure of it... here and now..." She pushed the pain to the back of her mind and rushed at the qilin, bringing her hand up and reached out for his throat.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 8:44 pm
Delun was on the verge of passing out and in his efforts to shake off the desire to do he was taken by surprise by the Goddess' ferocity. He had little time to react except bring his qiang's blade at point with her chest but the last whiff of blood from the dragon's bloody hand overwhelmed his senses, causing him to feel extremely faint. He failed to drive the blade in against the scales and felt the clawed hand grip around his neck. She began to choke him, causing his vision to swim. He struggled to free himself and with his last few breathes, chanted a spell to ensure he would live to guide another day... Then all went black.
HP: 0
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2015 8:46 pm
The Martyr laughed faintly at the sight of the passed out qilin. "Some God you are... You can't even protect yourself..." She snickered and threw him violently to the ground. "...Let them find you. It shall cause such beautiful suffering..." She grinned and staggered back a bit, looking around for her visor. When she found it, she carefully picked it up before taking to the skies to return to her camp.
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