the ground shakes of hooves

Maska Ahote · 10-08-2011, 08:32 PM

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DATED: Friday 7th of October.
Content of this raid thread: the city of Lunenburg is to be looted (steal stuff, but leave horses alone). The goal of the raid is to take back Foxglove; they will be unsuccessful in this.

Note that AniWayan PNPC's Yanna Bell (female) and Wisteria Roads (female) are both present and can be killed by CdM'ers. They can be powerplayed by both parties. Any AniWayan who wants it may play that they have been equipped with a war horse. The PNPC's are mounted on war horses, and use bows.

Free post order, but allow 2-3 AniWayans to post first, please. Enjoy, and if you want to make a separate thread for your fighting from this thread, you are welcome to.

Maska's mount led the way, and adrenaline was rushing his mind and at once clouding his vision and making everything so clear. He was focused and alert, and excited as he had never been before. The party approached the hybrids' borders and he lifted a hand up to signal a halt before they got too close. Wouldn't want patrols to spot them already, would they? Maska would not venture into the area with his warriors, but this was not out of cowardice. A dead leader would not gain anyone anything, and as his Guardians had been dying lately (damn these neighbors!), he could not spare any of them keeping watch on him in the heat of battle. So, he sent them all in and would ride for home on his own. The ride back would be nothing less than perilous, as the paths took him alongside and not far from Cour des Miracle's borders. Surely, if you caught him... He believed the savages would end him in a second, as they would to any guard. His warriors were needed in one place together, not here and there, trailing after his horse. The gesture of leading them this far was simply motivational.

They were hushed, and Maska spoke in a muffled voice as he gave them final instructions. "Without a doubt, Foxglove is held in the city. Find her - and sack the city." Smiling, he touched the shoulder of Yanna, one of the older Guardians present. "Yanna will lead you right: kill any filth you come across." Smiling, Maska made a soung which signalled his mount to trot away from the party, and he halted there to watch them as they would enter the other pack's claimed territory. How would this Vigilante (and what a pathetic name!) feel when consequence came creeping up on him?

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Vysengi Zacot · 10-08-2011, 08:58 PM

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Vysengi can be lightly roughened up in this thread, however nothing fatal nor terrible as he has an appointment with death at a later date.

He had no horse, so he stood on the ground before his leader. Vysengi looked solidly at Maska, holding onto the hilts of his daggers tightly. They had been a gift from his older brothers when he told the family of his intentions of leaving the Great Tribe to join with Maska and his efforts to help the AniWayans. So little had been brought back to the Tribe in the form of information, so Vysengi simply took the mission as something good and blindly followed the way here. He had found a war raging and he was needed as a warrior. His pride swelled at it all, and he knew he was going to do his part here. He would do well. Sure, some of it was pretty messed up, but he pushed those thoughts away, deep and far, and served the councilman with blind reverence.

Maska touched Yanna's shoulder and the Zacot nodded in her direction before glancing toward the interior of the Kingdom they were invading. He swallowed hard, never having seen true war before in his life. He was a fighter and trained in it, but a full blown raid? That was something new to him. But he was ready to do whatever it took to help the son of his Chief. It was all part of the deal. Maska walked away from the group as they conferred. Vysengi couldn't help but notice that he would not partake in the fighting. That was how it should be, but he still felt a small pang of anger. True leaders would ride in with the party and fight if his cause was righteous. But Maska was no fighter, and Vysengi knew that his own blasphemous ideas were wrong. "Let's start this," he said solidly toward Yanna, knowing that the fight was to be had.

NOTE: Vysengi is now an NPC in this raid. He may not be killed but may be lightly injured. Anyone may pp him

Rem · 10-11-2011, 08:47 AM

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Rem had seen this all before. Raiders flocking in like rats in night. The stallion had been nothing but a shadow lost amongst others in the night. He heard them long before ever saw them. The sound of hooves traveled far in the brisk night air. Sounds he knew all to well. Discretely, the dark horse had brought himself close enough to catch sight of the war party and making sure they were always headed away from him. Once he had narrowed down their point of entry to something manageable, Rem turned and left. His pace was leisurely as if nothing was amiss until he was sure he was far enough from the war party to avoid provoking interest, then he broke into a dead run. Even in the darkness the stallion knew these lands better than any other creature.

By the time Rem had reached the front of Anann’s cabin and settled himself down, the golden wolf had already began to bring out the large leather bags that held his armor and her own gear was already at the ready. He come to stand near her, there was no need for words of any kind for they both knew what his hasty approach had meant. With speed that had only come with repetitive practice the warrior woman began to arm him.

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