~bellatrix~ (reboot)

OOT: No problem, I totally get that. I haven't been in much of a posting mood either but I think I'm getting back into the swing of things.


With one final thrust to its neck, Mordred felled the last troll that blocked his way. A large group of them came down on him and Trinity suddenly and he soon realized that the two of them were separated amidst the chaos. He looked around quickly, hoping that she was still somewhere nearby. Unfortunately, she was nowhere to be seen. His mind raced as he tried to deduce which way she must have run off to. He noticed a small cavern to his left and brief flashes came back to his mind of a lone figure running towards it. "It must have been her...and she could very well be in grave danger." That was the grim thought that immediately came to his mind. Without a moment's hesitation, he took off as fast as the wind in pursuit.

As he ran through the cave, Mordred heard what sounded like a loud roar some distance away. That was surprising enough, but it paled in comparison to what came next. He saw a very large figure running frantically, which he soon identified as a troll. The troll was limping, making noises that made it sound like the creature was afraid for its life. Not so afraid, however, that it didn't immediately charge towards Mordred with its club at the ready as soon as it noticed him. But the attack was even slower and clumsier than a usual troll's swing and Mordred easily sidestepped it, slashing one of its legs as he did. Not wanting to give the injured troll a chance to recover, he delivered the killing blow in one strike that removed its head clean off of its shoulders. Thinking that the fight was far too easy, Mordred briefly inspected its corpse. There were all sorts of bites, claw marks and severe wounds, but the one thing that immediately stood out was the creature's missing arm. Mordred was baffled at this, muttering to himself in a low voice.
"What could have done this to a troll in such a short time?"
He then looked back up, further down the cave.
"Is this what she meant...?"
Keeping the rest of his thoughts quiet, he quickly ran in the direction the roar came from.

Mordred stopped in his tracks when he saw something lurking at the end of the cave. He only noticed it because of its bright yellow eyes that seemed to gleam in the darkness. With a look of disbelief, he whispered under his breath.
"Trinity...?"
Where he expected to find his traveling companion, there was a large black panther with a feral look in its eyes. He remembered that she vaguely hinted at another form she could shift into if the situation called for it. He was starting to see why she was so hesitant to use it. In this form, she looked vicious and almost bloodthirsty. Instead of the quiet, timid person he knew, Trinity now looked like a fierce predator in the wild, ready to strike at a moment's notice. And from the blood marks he saw on her fur, it seemed she already had. He sheathed his sword, hesitantly but hopeful that she wouldn't attack, and called out to her.
"Trinity, can you hear me? It's safe now. We should regroup with the others."
His muscles tensed as he knew all too well that if things took a turn for the worst, he might have to react quickly and defend himself.

 

Seeing what Trinity was about to attack Mordered, Vixie's form erupted into flames. Several seconds past before the flames bore a gigantic, demonic appearing fox.
The flamed fox kept between Mordered and Trinity, taking the brunt of her attack.
The flames upon the demonic fox's body seemed to roar around her, as she pushed Trinity back, growling lowly, as if she was trying to "talk" to Trinity.

 

Both Sean and Zerron where tag teaming the group of trolls as the fight continued. Sean dealt blows to vital areas as he jumped from troll to troll with his sword/dagger combo using his agility & speed. Zerron used his sword/riaper hybrid to deal slashing blows to the trolls. His sword was pretty effective. His sword looked unique, on top of it being crimson, and had runes all along his blade that where lightly glowing.

Zerron didn't want to give these creatures the chance to grow so he wanted to move fast and take care of them quick. Out of the darkness he heard a series of feral screams along with whimpering that eventually disappeared. He expected some of the fake pirates to scream and wet themselves, but these sounded too wild to be a human. Or at least he hoped they weren't. As he dropped another troll, he looked around and into the darkness of the cave.

"Lets hope nothing else is waiting for us down....." at that moment he felt a demonic aura blossom near by. "I just had to open my mouth, didn't..."

He was interrupted again as he saw a flaming demon fox sprint by him and down the dark cavern. "...I? Where the hell did that demon fox come from? "
He wasn't sure if he should be relived that the demonic energy he felt was running away from them, or the fact that It came from their group.

Sean's mind got really focused as he was surrounded by four trolls. Using his speed and agility he used their huge muscular builds to his advantage. He slashed at one and jumped off of him, sending him into the one across from him, striking him with his blades. he jumped from one to another, each time dealing a blow and luckily enough they even hit each other in an attempt to take Sean out. Eventually the four trolls fell.

 

Mordred walked around Vixie, undeterred by the flames with his sword now at the ready in his right hand. He spoke as he moved between the two.

"Enough. I will deal with this personally; such is my responsibility as her teacher."

He pointed his sword towards Trinity, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"If reason will not calm her, perhaps a show of force will bring her back to her senses."
He expected this encounter to be quite difficult. He would have to hold back enough power to avoid seriously injuring her while using enough force to break her will to fight. These circumstances would make any fight difficult, but the fact that Trinity seemed ferociously strong in this form made it that much worse. Even so, Mordred was determined to settle this matter alone. A dark aura overtook Apocrypha as he drew on its power.

He swung his sword through the air diagonally, unleashing a dark wave of force that rushed towards Trinity. He expected her to dodge it easily, but it should buy him the precious few moments he needed. He focused dark energy into his left hand, and as he did, a large shadow began to form around it. He then stretched his hand forward and a very large, monstrous-looking claw of shadows emerged from it, reaching out to grab Trinity and hopefully restrain her.

 

As Trinity came barreling towards her in her beastly form, Mordred only had a split second to make a decision. Even the slightest bit of hesitation could be the end of him. His mind raced as he weighed his options and unfortunately, an ideal solution never presented itself in that brief moment. The outcome of every possibility looked grim. If he attacked with all of his power, he could very well kill her outright before she returned to her human form. If the battle dragged on, the fox spirit that had just arrived might attack, catching Trinity off-guard in her berserker-like state and mortally wounding her. A favorable outcome could only occur if the fight were to now. If he had more time to think, more time to plan, more time to prepare then maybe he could have come up with an ideal solution. But in that moment, he acted practically on instinct. He could only think of one way to stop her.

His mind set, Mordred surrounded himself in a dark aura, though he made no attempt to raise his sword in a defensive posture. In fact, he stood perfectly still, bracing himself for the inevitable. In the blink of an eye, Trinity bore down on him with all of her strength...and her claws tore into Mordred's flesh unimpeded. He let out a gasp of pain and his face contorted in agony, but soon recovered enough to make his move. With bloodstained claws still lodged in his body, he grabbed Trinity by the throat and as he did, chains of darkness rose up from the ground, wrapping around Trinity and restricting her movement. Dark energy flowed around Mordred's left arm and with a mighty throw, he slammed Trinity into the ground. As she lay there with chains of shadow wrapped tightly around her, Mordred brought his blade up to her throat, his eyes showing a fierce determination even as he gasped for breath. He did so with no actual intentions to harm her, but he gambled on the idea that she would have no way of knowing that in her current state and would hopefully give up the fight.

 

The battle had finally started to calm down as the enemy's numbers quickly dwindled. At this point, there were only a handful of trolls left. Leif saw this as a chance to investigate something that had been bothering him. Although he put it out of his mind while the fighting was most intense, he noticed that Trinity and Mordred split off from the group and went down one of the caverns nearby.
"These guys handle the rest on their own...I think now's a good time too see where those two went."
With that, Leif broke off from the group as well and made his way down the long cavern.

What he saw at the end of the cavern took him by surprise. There were a few dead trolls lying on the ground, what looked like a fox spirit, Trinity in her cat form and Mordred knelt down in front of Trinity, having just sheathed his sword.

Mordred, still breathing a little harder than usual, looked up at Leif as he approached. He calmed his breathing and spoke in a composed, but very weary voice.
"She needs help. Take her...to a healer. There must be one...in the group."
Despite his best efforts, his breathing was still ragged. Leif quickly took notice.
"You're not looking too good, yourself."
"I will be fine. These wounds...are not fatal...my sword will sustain me. She needs treatment. Take her."
Seeing how serious Mordred was and not wanting to make him strain himself any further, Leif did as he was told. He walked over to Trinity and picked her up, then gave Mordred a look of concern.
"You sure about this...?"
"Take her first. Then come back for me."
Leif nodded and ran to meet up with the group. After he was well on his way, Mordred let out a long sigh of relief. Even though his wounds were healing quickly thanks to Apocrypha's power, he'd still lost a lot of blood and his body was utterly exhausted. Content that his apprentice was now safe, he fell over and immediately slipped into unconsciousness.

 

As the sounds of fighting died away, the werewolf uncurled herself from the ball she had been cowering in and hesitantly stuck her head out into the corridor.
"You all live?" She asked, her voice was sullen with the timbre of fear.

She took solace in the fact that the moonlight was no longer burning her. A grateful sound rumbled from her throat as she waited for the party to take note of her again. At the site of the corpses and the blood spattering- well, pretty much everything -her stomach pleaded its need for food.

 

Vixie, in her spirit fox form (or demon fox, depending on the person's perception of her), erupted in flames once more and returned to her usual form...human with fox ears and tail. She darted towards Mordred and placed her hand on him. She could hear his heart beating in his chest. She lowered her head slightly, then sat next to him.

 

The battle died down, the trolls having been summarily incapacitated by various sources. The two brothers stood, knees knocking, clutching stones and sticks picked up from the ground (they’d somehow lost their swords in the chaos) and every time a corpse seemed to twitch they’d jump a mile. Savvie’s group all seemed to close up around Jeru even after the fight was over and they moved as a pack, checking the bodies of the trolls for anything good.

Hexy looked around, feeling quite bewildered as to what was going on. She’d lost her senses in the thrill of battle, and things felt quite... strange. Then she looked down.
Her arm hung loosely at her side, and it didn’t respond to her brain telling it what to do.
Pirates lay moaning and gasping in clumps. They’d lost maybe one or two men. Tyrcestus being knocked away from the group had meant that he hadn’t been around to pull people out of the fire, but all things considered the men had done admirably. Tyrcestus hurried from man to man, healing them all, and sparing a moment’s silence for the few who had fallen. Hexy didn’t even think to get his attention, so it was only with a gasp of horror that Tyrcestus noticed her arm and healed her up too. Then he turned, and noticed Trinity lying injured in Leif’s arms. One touch and her injuries healed in a flash of red.

You doing okay there, champ? That’s a lot of healing you just did.
I’m alright, just... need... a rest...
Don’t worry. I got this.

Martyris took control. “Alright, status report! Any surprises post-punchup?”

 

I take a long look around the battlefield to make sure everything's settled down. It looks like we're safe for now...so I let out a sigh of relief and start looking around for anyone who might need some help.

Just then, I notice one of our more recent additions hiding behind a corner. Aww...she looks so scared and timid, I immediately feel the urge to hug her and tell her everything's gonna be okay! Of course, I resist the urge and settle for checking up on her to make sure she's alright. I walk up to her with a bright smile and a wave, hoping that I don't scare her off.
"Hey, are you okay? Looks like you're not used to all the fighting yet...don't worry about it, we'll keep you safe."
Then I hear her stomach growl a little. D'aww...adorable! I reach into my pack and pull out some rations and hold them out to her, letting her make the first move in taking them. Kinda like you'd do for a scared animal, I guess.
"Feeling a little hungry? Go ahead, it's not half bad, actually."

Leif looked down at Trinity as her wounds were healed almost instantly, then back up to Tyrcestus. He was about to say something, but he noticed that he looked fairly tired and drained. Then...he wasn't all of a sudden and the healer's demeanor seemed to go through a drastic change as well. He blinked a few times, then shook his head.
"I'll have to ask about that later. I've got more important things to focus on right now."
Keeping his questions to himself, he approached the man with a wry smile.
"Gonna take a shot in the dark here. Are you the main healer in this group?"
His expression quickly turned serious as he motioned to the caverns.
"There's someone else who needs your help. Mordred, I think that's his name. He went into those caverns after Trinity and he hasn't come back yet. He wanted me to get her out first...he said he'd be alright, but he was in pretty rough shape. Can you help him out?"
He turned towards the cavern, hoping to follow Tyrcestus down there.

 

The werewolf with the mismatched eyes stared at the man offering her food. Nervously she snatched it from his hand and shoved as much of it as possible in her mouth. Then began to chew with difficulty. She locked her eyes on his, waiting.

 

Well, at least she took the food. That's a good start, right? But I can't shake the feeling that she's still pretty wary of me. Ah well, all I can do is keep trying, right?
"Now that you've got some food in your belly, how are you holding up? Did you get hurt at all? We've got a guy who can take care of it if you do."
Just then, I realized something. I never actually introduced myself, did I? I give her a calm smile and continue.
"By the way, I'm Captain Leon Dragonfang, leader of this fine group of pirates. You can just call me Leon, Captain or Captain Leon, whichever suits your fancy."
I slowly extend my hand for a handshake, hoping I don't startle her or make her run away.

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Leif chuckled quietly to himself when Trinity purred in his arms.
"Wow. From how peacefully she's sleeping now, you'd never think she just got out of the fight of her life."
His eyes darted back and forth to the cavern and Tyrcestus, hoping he'd say something or get moving soon.

 

"Leon..." she says after a few swallows. Touching his hand she stares at him and then at the others that were standing around in the hallway. "Why did you come here?"

 

Martyris twisted and ran down the tunnel, heading straight towards Mordred at the base of the cavern. Behind him, Vizard and Gizzard regrouped with Hexy and moved over towards Arisa and Vixie. “You guys okay?” Hexy managed to pant.

Martyris caught up to Mordred at the base of the cavern. “Damnit...” Martyris looked him over. “That sword’s one powerful artefact, huh?” he joked, trying to distract him with conversation while healing magic flowed through his fingers.

 

New characters!:

Name: Maurith The Dragon Rider
Age: 24
Sex: Male
Weapons: A lightning imbued sword spear, A Lightning Imbued Halberd, and A Lightning Imbued broadsword. (Halberd is usually tied to dragon)
Abilities: Strength of a Dragon. (essentially he has the tankiness, actual strength that will translate to power, and healing factor of a Dragon. Basically really strong.) Weather Manipulation and Storm Control.
Backstory:

Spoiler

When Maurith was a child his Mother and Father were killed during a home invasion. He was too terrified and so he his out in the barn inside of a pile of Hay which made him an orphan. He went to an orphanage shortly after the events when he arrived he was berated and abused by the headmistress which caused him to run away. Alone, terrified, and starving. He was roaming around. When suddenly a A Dragon swooped down. Initially aggressive the Dragon saw the boy crying. He froze and accepted his death. Instead the Dragon known as Mela (proununced MayLa) fostered him. She fed him and did what she could even without the ability to speak to him. Maurith ate raw foods frequently unless Mela breathed fire and incinerated the food. And would get clothes from corpses as he grew older. He found a set of armor and since has been wearing it. He took odd jobs and had paid a master blacksmith to create his weaponry and paid an enchantress to imbue them with lightning. He carved runes to empower the lightning abilities.

Name: Mela The Dragon.
Age: N/A (assumed ancient)
Sex: Female
Weapons: She is a Dragon
Abilities: Not so much an ability but due to her bond with Maurith. While they're together both of their strengths are increased greatly.