Kitomine 775 Share Posted March 9, 2023 (edited) Legacy of the Crocodile The Siege of Big BirdYear 118 S.A. [!] Missives could be found among the streets all over Almaris. ✧┈┈┈┈┈•♛•┈┈┈┈┈✧ [!] A painting of the LOTC Guild Hall with the prize of their hunt. ✧━━──༺༻──━━✧ 18th of The Deep Cold Year 118 S.A. Recently, the livestock of Hyspia have been going missing. The Viceroy and Vicereine had reason to believe this is a predator due to the blood splatters found near the enclosures, along with black feathers. A Saints Week ago they posted a missive requesting help for the hunt to eradicate this predator so Hyspia doesn’t starve. On this day, their hunt began. The group, consisting of Her Highnesses Francisco and Amity alongside their companions, Slith and Deyn, all grouped up outside the guild hall and discussed where to check first considering their clues. The group decision was to check higher altitudes for anything flying. So they set off towards the highlands of Old Haelun’or. The sky above recedes behind dark clouds as you reach the foot of Storm's Peak. A constant rain patters against its charred, stone walls. . . The group searched around Storms Peak, sticking close to one another in case the predator was to attack. They searched the Haense Vassal for a while before a SCREECH echoed throughout their ears, covering them in an instant as they all flinched. Francisco suggested finding a vantage point and lead everyone inside a nearby tower. They all climbed up the ladders from within, reaching the top soon after. Amity gazed around at the landscapes to try and see anything while Slith took out heat vision goggles. “Does anyone see anything?” The Vicereine asked, to which they all responded with a no. Alas, another SCREECH echoed within their ears, the predator being very close now. “Let’s look around, but be on vyr guard. Don’t attack alone.” Amity uttered as they all descended onto the roof of the Keep, looking around for anything outside the walls. Before them lay a large nest, a black feathered figure asleep within. “I thought we were hunting for something that had AT LEAST more than 2 heads and 6 wings,” Deyn uttered as she gazed at it; Francisco pulled out his bow, loading it with an arrow as he aimed at the figure. “..Apparently so. A very big one at that..” Amity uttered, gazing at the nest. “I can see where our livestock has been disappearing to..” The woman kept her axe ready in front of her. “…Y'know… that looks ah lot like a nest…” Slith muttered somewhat quietly, looking towards the others. “What if it hassah parent?” “What if this one is the parent?” Deyn questioned in response. Though with the group's chatter, the figure awoke. The beast grew from looking rather small to becoming a towering 12 feet tall, gazing at the group with its beady eyes. A Crowdrake. It flapped its wings, sending a gust of air the group's way. Francisco and Deyn were knocked off the ledge from the gust, Francisco suffering from a sprained ankle and Deyn breaking her leg. Amity rushed to her husband's aid, scaling the stone walls until her feet hit the ground. As she did so, the bird approached Deyn. It aimed a talon at her arm, the woman poking her spear at the bird's chest to keep it at bay. “I REQUIRE ASSISTANCE!” She shouted. Slith came to the rescue, taking out a Tanglefoot potion and JUMPING onto the bird's back! The potion came into effect as its wings were bound to its body. “ASSISTANCE IS ARRIVING-“ Amity made her way towards the others, axe at the ready while the Viceroy powered up his gauntlet. The bird started lashing its head around, trying to bite anyone within the area. Deyn attempted to impale the bird with her spear and the Vicereine attempted to slash at the base of its neck. Slith took out his pronged trident, scraping it against the neck to try and inflict Azhl Anemia onto the creature. Francisco took out a falcata, nearing the group as his gauntlet continued to power up. The bird’s neck was too clotted up from the tanglefoot to decapitate the thing so it reared back on Amity in retaliation. The Crowdrake let out a blood curdling SCREECH as Deyn’s spear struck the bird. Ichor spew from its abdomen, the SCREECH stunning Amity, Deyn, and Slith. Slith’s Trident pierced the skin, dealing poison into the beast before the bird continued with it’s attack on the Vicereine, digging a deep gash into her elbow with its beak. She hissed out jumbled Hyspian, mostly consisting of curse words. As she used the axe to try and block the birds attacks using her good arm, Slith groaned, taking out another blade to scrape himself free of the tanglefoot that affixed him so closely to the Crowdrake. Deyn was stunned but her blade remained stabbed into the flesh, the ichor continuing to leak as its life force was drained from the attacks. In a moment of a last stitch effort, the bird reeling its sharpened talons into Amity’s already wounded arm. The flesh tore and armor dented, her arm hanging on by muscles and tendons. Deyn pulled her spear back, aiming to pin the bird down or rake a cut along the side of the creature. Amity allowed her axe to slip so that her hand was at the head of said axe. She aimed the axe to cut off the birds leg to free herself from its grasp, letting out more of those hissed curse words and jiberish hyspian. Slith became momentarily dazed by the efforts and the sudden thrashing. During this, they sought to stabilize themselves by essentially hugging the creature's back, flipping over the heavy trident with both hands to plunge all three blightsteel prongs into it's back. Francisco aims to slice the Calvary blade into the birds flesh, grinning as his gauntlet’s flame turned blue, the final stage of powering up. “STAP. SHAKIN- AHH-.” Slith cried out. “I AM WORKING ON IT!” Deyn yelled in response. “NOTCHU-” They retorted in that same cry. As Amity cut the bird's leg, the thing fell to the ground and gave the woman some relief. Her axe clattered to the ground as she too fell, clutching at the abhorrent wound on her arm that was just barely hanging on.Viscera and gore spews due to Francisco and Deyn's efforts, and as the blightsteel prongs finally perforate the mass of tanglewood that had protected its flesh, it keels over, now limp . . After making sure that the beast wasn't getting back up ever again, the adrenaline would finally wither away, leaving Deyn to suffer through the pain of her fall and along with any other injuries she suffered, ripping her spear free from the corpse and using it as a walking stick. Slith remained clinging onto the creature, gripping the trident in its flesh tightly as he remained somewhat embedded in tanglefoot still- opening a single eye beneath that bronze mask of his to look around. A jet of a very dark blue flame would be thrusted forward at extreme speed, aimed directly for the nest. The flame was hot enough to melt metal. Francisco had his gauntlet pointed in such a direction, and the rest of his body behind it as his sword stayed to his side, not making any assault on the creature with the blade. And succinctly, the nest was set ablaze. It would be wise for those surrounding the crowdrake to step away, as the fire spread swiftly. Juxtaposing that rapidly-moving fire was the stilled crowdrake, dead and lifeless. . . . “A hot hot fire!” The Viceroy speaks before rushing over to his wife, sheathing his blade, and going to check over any injuries she may have “The hell did it do to tu?” “FACKING VOIDAL MAGIC USAHS-” Slith yelled spitefully/with fear, scraping his way off of the crowdrake as fast as possible till he shuffled away from the blazing nest. “Oh….I guess….We are…not taking any of creatures….Wwwwoondrous….Trinkets” Deyn spoke in-between deep breaths, as she slowly dragged herself aaway from the fire hazzard with the help of her spear. The Vicereines arm was dripping with blood, her elbow barely hanging on. She kicked her medic bag towards her husband as she tried to keep her breathing steady. Francisco would take some tippens root and cover the woman's arm in it to stop the bleeding of the woman's arm. “…Hokay who…” Slith looked over at Deyn, crouching down to look at her wounds. “Ough.” “Me leggies be not doing solidly….” Deyn uttered in a tired voice…The endless pouring of the rain not making it all that better. Her right leg was broken and she had minor punctures all across the sides of her neck. Amity unleashed more hyspian jiberish, mostly containing curse words as the elbow was slathered in tippens. Her muscle and tendons were exposed though the blood quickly seemed to clot. Tears budded in the corners of her eyes as her free hand turned into a fist. “Now clean the clotted blood off-” She hissed a deep breath in. “And apply the blissfoil but only a fingertips worth- remove after-” She hissed once more as she forced the instructions from her mouth. “60 Seconds.” “Vale, vale” her husband would speak, using the cloth of his cape to wipe away the clotted blood, before applying the fingertip's worth of blissfoil, waiting a minute before removing it “Todo estará bien, todo estará bien” would be repeated by the man trying to reassure the woman. As the numbing agent sunk in, the woman breathed out a sigh of relief. “Now clean it with the antiseptic and wrap in bandages.” Francisco proceeded to use the antiseptic to clean the wound before wiping it away and going to wrap the arm in bandages. A temporary solution so she didn’t lose her forearm before a medic could properly tend to it. Dragging herself a little bit further, something that was made greater with the help of her spear, Deyn would sit under a small cover, away from the rain and where she could finally calm down, relax and wait out. Slith took out his medical kit, disinfecting the woman's neck punctures. They then quickly smeared tippens into those punctures, then looked down at their leg to make a makeshift cast for it. Afterwards they glanced towards Amity and her simp. “…Chu two good?” “Worry yourself not, I am doing quite nicely…For now….” Deyn spoke rather annoyed, but mostly soaking in the relief of having slain the creature. “Si, my ankle is a little busted, but nothing that won't heal” he responds before going to lift Amity up “She… took extensive wounds to her arm.” “…Do ye need a hand- I mean, er…” Slith paused momentarily. “…Y'need help?” Whilst that torrential downpour continues, so too does the blazing fire - though gradually, it does fizz out and dissipate . . The travel back to Hyspia - or perhaps Haense, would still be arduous in this weather. “Fine now” Amity muttered. “How are vy two?” She rose to her feet, arm held protectively against her torso. The woman moved to the crowdrake as she picked up her axe, bringing it weakly above her head and down onto its neck. It didn't do much as she spat on the bird, hissing “Puta!” She looked back over to her husband, just pointing to its head, axe falling to the ground. Francisco rolls his eyes at his wife before picking up the axe “Tu want me to do it, or do tu want the pleasure” he speaks holding out the axe to her as he stands by the creature. “I can't otherwise I would.” The very irritated woman spat out the words before taking in another deep breath, calming herself. “I can't wield my axe with only one arm, can vy please do it for mae mi amor.” Her husband nods, pulling the axe into both hands as he makes a little spin and goes to chop the Crowdrake's head off with one simple axe swing from above. Once beheaded, he’d pick up the head, handing it to his wife. As she took the head, the corners of her mouth perked into a smile, though only slightly before it fell once more. “Si and getting its damn head is the best reward I could have gotten right now.” “That bird cost us an arm and a leg…!” Deyn jested, sighing “Alas, I believe we should return to the wondrous civility, lest we be overcome by not a horrific feathered beast, but by merely the elements that have already been conquered” she said as she rose to her feet once more, using her spear as a crutch. “Vale… shall we head back now?” Francisco questions, pulling a very bloodied talon out of its foot, as his own prize “At least now we can eat in peace.” “Si. I want to go home.” The injured Vicereine muttered, calling her horse and hoppin on. . . The sky above shifts from the dark clouds and constant rain to the usual sunny skies of Hyspia. The group departs from the dark gloom of Storm’s Peak, returning to the warmth of their home. . . . . . Hyspia’s livestock is now safe, no longer being slaughtered by the vicious Crowdrake. Its head now lay rested on a podium within the Guild Hall, a trophy of their battle. Viva Hyspia! Spoiler Thanks so much to Sarah who ran this event for us! There will certainly be more events like this in the future and we are very excited to plan and host them for the Guild. And a big thanks to those that attended:Highest_FireSlitheryE Agyrius Guilds Discord:https://discord.gg/Q9hz6EeU [!] A copy of another missive was attached! ✧┈┈┈┈┈•♛•┈┈┈┈┈✧ The Legacy of the Crocodile is a warrior guild founded by His Highness, Francisco and Her Highness, Amity. It was started to help fend off the evil forces of Almaris and protect the lands of Hyspia from harm. With this guild, we vow to defeat anything that threatens our lands be that Spooks or Beasts out of control. Our forces will travel wherever we are needed, just bird His or Her Highness with any and all details regarding the mission. Below contains the information regarding the guild and how to join, if you have any questions bird either of the Highnesses. The Hierarchy of the Guild is as follows: Leaders: The owners of the guildMasters: Highly respected members of the guild, the highest achievable roleMembers: Your basic member, anyone who has passed recruitmentNew Recruits: Those who have yet to pass into proper membership Below you will find any and all information regarding how to join and where we are located, we hope to see you there. Join us and help protect our homes, including yours. ✧━━──༺༻──━━✧ Spoiler Guilds Discord:https://discord.gg/Q9hz6EeU Signed by, His Highness, Francisco I, Viceroy of Hyspia, Baron of Arenisca, Lord of Niseep, Gereon's Hold, and Ciudad de Plata, Protector of the Hyspian People, Patriarch of House de Pelear Her Highness, Amity Ionna de Pelear, Vicereine of Hyspia, Baroness-Consort of Arenisca, Lady of Niseep, Gereon's Hold, and Ciudad de Plata, Matriarch of House de Pelear Edited March 9, 2023 by Kitomine 8 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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