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driftfleet2015-03-23 02:21 pm
heresyandlace) wrote in driftfleet2015-03-23 02:21 pm
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Dragon!
Who: ANYONE!
Broadcast: If you want
Action: The forest outside of town!
When: Ambiguously around the 23rd
→ Before the mob
[Tek has run out of time. he's pushed his body and spirit to its limit, and his hold over himself finally slips. he's quiet about fleeing the city, but it's a different story once he reaches the wilderness. the sudden release of energy as he loses his human shape hits the atmosphere in a silent wave. the countryside shivers as an aura of death and malaise touches every living thing, even if only in the very back of the mind. and for those more sensitive to such things... it's clear that something has happened. something is here.
for those wandering the forest that day, they may step into an area of the forest gone still with a graveyard hush. and if they linger there, they might happen upon a monstrous beast.
he's keeping to the tallest, deepest copses of trees... because it's hard to keep hidden when you're the height of a three-story building. either creeping and looming between the trunks, gratefully wading into streams, or curling up to rest in roomy clearings, he's there.
and he's hideous. though not actually rotting, the creature is at least designed to look cadavorous. he doesn't appear overtly aggressive... but something looking like that must be far from harmless.]
→ After the mob
[and he can only stay hidden for so long. a band of foresters eventually happen upon him, and a battle inevitably ensues. it isn't long before the remnants of the group run howling into town-- a dragon is less than a mile away, and it has already struck down several of their number!
at once, the bravest warriors take up arms, ring the alarms, and begin to set out in bands to take down the monster!
anyone striking out to find the dragon after the battles have begun is definitely in for a fight, because he is now wounded and angry. and, since he's so large and caught in such a small area of land before he hits the barrier, he won't be hard to find--especially whenever he breaks the canopy of trees and takes flight, to try and find another area of forest not already full of attackers. if you watch the sky and follow him long enough, you're sure to find him.]
(ooc: open to absolutely anyone! just take a look at the ooc post first, and then jump in! also open for any peripherally-related threads--like reacting to the creepy wave of feeling that goes through the town, gathering friends, etc.--if you feel like it!
if you have any other questions, dump 'em in the ooc post!
otherwise, DRAGONFIGHT DRAGONFIGHT!!)
Broadcast: If you want
Action: The forest outside of town!
When: Ambiguously around the 23rd
→ Before the mob
[Tek has run out of time. he's pushed his body and spirit to its limit, and his hold over himself finally slips. he's quiet about fleeing the city, but it's a different story once he reaches the wilderness. the sudden release of energy as he loses his human shape hits the atmosphere in a silent wave. the countryside shivers as an aura of death and malaise touches every living thing, even if only in the very back of the mind. and for those more sensitive to such things... it's clear that something has happened. something is here.
for those wandering the forest that day, they may step into an area of the forest gone still with a graveyard hush. and if they linger there, they might happen upon a monstrous beast.
he's keeping to the tallest, deepest copses of trees... because it's hard to keep hidden when you're the height of a three-story building. either creeping and looming between the trunks, gratefully wading into streams, or curling up to rest in roomy clearings, he's there.
and he's hideous. though not actually rotting, the creature is at least designed to look cadavorous. he doesn't appear overtly aggressive... but something looking like that must be far from harmless.]
→ After the mob
[and he can only stay hidden for so long. a band of foresters eventually happen upon him, and a battle inevitably ensues. it isn't long before the remnants of the group run howling into town-- a dragon is less than a mile away, and it has already struck down several of their number!
at once, the bravest warriors take up arms, ring the alarms, and begin to set out in bands to take down the monster!
anyone striking out to find the dragon after the battles have begun is definitely in for a fight, because he is now wounded and angry. and, since he's so large and caught in such a small area of land before he hits the barrier, he won't be hard to find--especially whenever he breaks the canopy of trees and takes flight, to try and find another area of forest not already full of attackers. if you watch the sky and follow him long enough, you're sure to find him.]
(ooc: open to absolutely anyone! just take a look at the ooc post first, and then jump in! also open for any peripherally-related threads--like reacting to the creepy wave of feeling that goes through the town, gathering friends, etc.--if you feel like it!
if you have any other questions, dump 'em in the ooc post!
otherwise, DRAGONFIGHT DRAGONFIGHT!!)
Pre-mob
So, she hangs around town enough to buy a couple of swords, because all scouts dual-wield. They're not what she's used to. In fact, she isn't really even trained to use simple blades like this. But they're better than nothing, so with two blades and a backpack she ventures into the woods.
She feels the miasma, but she isn't overly sensitive to such things, and it doesn't put her off except she's perhaps a bit warier than normal. But nothing sweeps out through the forest to pick her off, so she simply stays alert as she roams as much of the forest as she can. It's probably inevitable that eventually she'll run across traces of him, start to idly track the strange spoor and prints, and then after that come picking through the trees and look up to spot a real live actual-fact dragon, probably slithering in the other direction.
It's obviously dangerous. But Hange's never been one to wilt in the face of peril, so she doesn't go haring in the other direction.
She does draw her swords quietly.]
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...though, the beast is beginning to sense some little presence behind it, dogging after it through the brush, and its paces slows accordingly.]
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If it's some remnant of the native wildlife though... or some forerunner of it... she could be in some danger.
However, danger has never been enough to put Hange off her curiosity. She slows as her quarry does. Not hunting, except out to get a look. Circling out a little further, searching for a gap in the trees to offer a clearer view of what, exactly, she's tracking. Her heart flutters. Exciting! Ah, it's been too long...
Wilderness-trained, she's still not absolutely silence. There's rustling underbrush and leaves that crunch under her feet, only occasionally the break of a twig. The signs of a follower.]
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the growl stills any wild sounds that may still be whispering in the trees, and sends a dramatic shudder through the earth--a cavernous sound of undeniable threat. and the beast turns to peer through the branches, seeing if it can't lay eyes on the intruder.]
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And Hange, in spite of how dangerous this clearly is... looks thrilled. Her adrenaline is up. Her heart rate is up. It's been too long, definitely too long! Titans don't snarl that way...
This day has turned out so exciting. ♥ She should probably just turn and walk away... but she takes one step back, and then stays right there. Really in a whisper:]
Well, hello there...
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...the fact that this intent is disgruntled recognition is probably impossible to tell, but the fact remains.
of course she would find him like this.
of course.]
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Aren't you a pretty thing...
[Continued here.]