(Luck role failed)The minotaur grinned, his black lips curling up into a sadistic gap toothed smile, for a split second Severus thought he had worked his way around the situation, then a mighty hoofed foot raised at the knee and kicked him square in the chest, catapulting him backwards into the thorny bush with red flowers. In a normal man the kick would have spintered ribs, fragments falling into his internal organs and making him as good as dead. Thanking his lucky stars he looked up.
And found the minotaur above him, his mighty battleaxe being drawn high above his head for a powerful downwards strike.
[Iris and Alacas] (Luck role failed)
Gor’fek charged blind, Guther turning to look at the ogre, ready to move at the last moment, like playing chicken with a raging bull, these things are never a good idea. Garath watched the Victoria, and all she did was stare back, it was unnerving like she had something planned, she seemed unfazed by the charging ogre as he moved across her to get to Guther, Gor’fek hadn’t noticed the cool comprehension in her eyes, he was already battle ready, and his charge underway, with little understanding of what was happening his bulking body charged at the were creature that had upset little Nef.
The Ogre noticed too late, as a creature half his size bowled into his side, knocking them both to the floor, a tangle of limbs and weaponry, the gaunt figure of blood brand sat atop him, drawing his metallic arm backwards he punched the ogre in the face, his own features contorted with concentration, “You’re mine...” He growled, his eyes slightly hazy as he drew his fist back for another mighty blow.
(BloodBrands str= 22, so yea, this actually hurts...)
Garath swept his staff forwards the spell leaving the hard wooden instrument, the ball of flames lept out the end, with speed making its way to its target location, he watched it through the air, until it stopped stone dead, just hanging limply in the air. He lowered his eyes to Find Victoria’s outstretched hand ‘holding’ the magic in place, she smiled, and took a step forwards, “hmm.... you have power...” She stopped, and turned her head slightly, looking North, “Garath? Hmm, so he’s met you... You’re quite a... successful mage... from what I can tell” the fireball snuffed out, and Garath eyes her up and down, her only weapon was a knife... but for a blood mage it was their most useful, one cut was all she needed, then she could rip the magic from out of his body and leave his dead on the floor. He didn’t think she’d even need that long. “Do you know who I am?”
[TX] (will take the spell into account when you use it on someone.)
Scias felt the magic moving under his skin, the warm glow as it moved to his fists, a security that of power about him. Ty’rin, the dark paladin shook her head, and drew the single handed mace in her right hand, a weapon for shattering ribs, crushing armour and breaking skulls. Her other hand was raised high above her head, her visor was still up, her eyes still staring at Scias, “Hear me my lord, demon of the hierarchy, the great council of demons. Hear my call and grant me the power to smite down those that would oppose all things dark in this world. Grant me strength to deal with my foes, and the ability to send them to you so that you may deliver upon them the wrath they deserve.” Magic started to creep from her fingers, covering her fists, moving up like smoke travelling up her arm, moving intertwining with her black armour. She strode mightily towards the Paladin, clearly not afraid.
Without another command Shift charged, a huge lumbering bear it was surprising at how fast he really could go. Faster than a charging horse the beast was upon him before he could string another arrow, the first feathered shaft seemingly doing nothing to hinder the animal, it was certain that although this was a bear, it did not hold the normal capability of a simple animal. (Luck role passed) As Shift came down at him with alarming speed, Erederis found his legs and rolled out the way as two massive paws thudded into the ground where he had been seconds before.
Neferious walked forwards, she couldn’t help it, leaving her weapons on the floor behind, Guther grinned as she obeyed, “good girl...” he pulled her closer, his grubby paws roaming her body briefly, he nuzzled his nose in her neck, and then moved to her hair, her clothes, “How does it feel? The power building up beneath the surface, is it good? Do you see it for the gift it is, or are you still angry at me? It’ll be easier to shift soon, but still hard to control the beast within... would you do it now, if I showed you? Or would you be too afraid for fear of hurting your friends... i’m curious to see how you tick, my little bitch” he said the last part with sarcasm, chuckling softly at his own little joke.