Somehow, Jyterra had managed to obtain several dozen small kegs, and had busied himself making a fort. He sat at the top, with his wine, and whenever anyone tried approaching, he would jump down a trapdoor in the top of hte fort, and raise the drawbridge... made of barrels. if they persisted, the fort began to shake menacingly, and Jyterra would occasionally shout out, "If i cant have it, NO ONE CAN!" while madly laughing.
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Cyrionessa
One Thousand Club
"My father taught me for formal occasions, namely my birthday." Estelle was starting to feel much more comfortable while dancing, take liberties in her movements. Her movements were going beyond simple dancing. "Before tonight....I haven't danced with any non-family member besides Cerys. And she hardly counts. She tries, but she moves like a bull most of the time."
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Cerys laughed softly. "What? Not used to a woman actually wanting to have your company or use you as a pillow? You've got a well-muscled physique, so your un-tensed muscles make a perfect cushion." Like a cat, she rubbed her head against his chest and purred louder.
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Cerys laughed softly. "What? Not used to a woman actually wanting to have your company or use you as a pillow? You've got a well-muscled physique, so your un-tensed muscles make a perfect cushion." Like a cat, she rubbed her head against his chest and purred louder.
Twizinator
One Thousand Club
Ryrax sighed, a bit melancholy. "No, I'm not, frankly speaking. More importantly, how long do you intend to stay there?" he inquired with the barest amount of frustration in his voice.
Humorously enough Ryrax had a strange temptation to touch her cat ears at the moment, but he was holding back by dismissing the urge as utterly retarded.
Humorously enough Ryrax had a strange temptation to touch her cat ears at the moment, but he was holding back by dismissing the urge as utterly retarded.
The other drinkers of the night were becoming more aggressive, having begun to run out of ale and wine. They began to assault the barrel-fort, but Jyterra was currently repelling them with small molotov cocktails. Somehow, fortunately, the building had not been set aflame, but the efforts were escalating. A battering ram was made of a table, and they charged towards the drawbridge of the fort. as they ran forward, the bridge dropped, and a flaming barrel began rolling out towards them. Dropping the table, they jumped away, and watched as the barrel exploded on impact with the table. they could only watch in despair as the bridge rose up again.
As the night wore on, the Fort was reinforced and further built upon. Having had to bust out a wall to continue expansion, further more members of the Vejta house were brought to battle, this being their, albeit temporary, home. However, having had several drinks, their efforts were not much more effective than previous efforts.
Squad based tactics were attempted, and they assaulted the now several portals of the Fort. The burgeoning crowd, now split to their previous numbers, were once more defeated by barrel-based construction.
A rather vicious group brought arms to bear on a wall, although their attempts were thwarted by the upending of a keg of ale over their heads. They quickly forgot what they were doing as they attempted to drink the air.
Someone had found a small rowboat somewhere, and had appropriated it for use as an improvised armored ram. crewed by six men, it hurtled forth at a drunken lurch, and was spotted by the lone man in the fort. "FIRE THE ROTGUT", he yelled, as he loaded the vilest, most sour barrel of alcohol he could find into a catapult. Launching it, he watched with a drunken grin as it arced down and smashed open upon the boat. "OH GODS! ITS EATING THROUGH THE WOOD!" The battering ram was not attempted again.
As the sun rose upon the dining hall, and the Fort, it shone down upon piles of defeated drunkards, passed out from over inebriation and exertion. For one man though, there was no time for the bliss of morpheous' shores, as he planted hastily painted banners at five points around the Fort. At the last, he made a bold declaration to the world, as he shouted out, "I Claim This Land and Fort in the Name of the Sun, Wine, and Souls, for the House Astora!"
Squad based tactics were attempted, and they assaulted the now several portals of the Fort. The burgeoning crowd, now split to their previous numbers, were once more defeated by barrel-based construction.
A rather vicious group brought arms to bear on a wall, although their attempts were thwarted by the upending of a keg of ale over their heads. They quickly forgot what they were doing as they attempted to drink the air.
Someone had found a small rowboat somewhere, and had appropriated it for use as an improvised armored ram. crewed by six men, it hurtled forth at a drunken lurch, and was spotted by the lone man in the fort. "FIRE THE ROTGUT", he yelled, as he loaded the vilest, most sour barrel of alcohol he could find into a catapult. Launching it, he watched with a drunken grin as it arced down and smashed open upon the boat. "OH GODS! ITS EATING THROUGH THE WOOD!" The battering ram was not attempted again.
As the sun rose upon the dining hall, and the Fort, it shone down upon piles of defeated drunkards, passed out from over inebriation and exertion. For one man though, there was no time for the bliss of morpheous' shores, as he planted hastily painted banners at five points around the Fort. At the last, he made a bold declaration to the world, as he shouted out, "I Claim This Land and Fort in the Name of the Sun, Wine, and Souls, for the House Astora!"
Cyrionessa
One Thousand Club
Cerys smiled up at him, continuing to purr away. "I'd enjoy just staying here and resting a bit before having to go back to the Xevren's house." She rubbed her head against his chest, accidentally causing the tip of one of her ears to slightly brush Ryrax's chin. "I'm in for hell when I return, so the rest would be appreciated."
Twizinator
One Thousand Club
Ryrax made an expression like he was bracing for impact when he saw the ear approach his chin, but he was pleasantly surprised by how it felt. Maybe it was because she was more human than cat but he was rapidly regaining his courage. He (somewhat hesitantly) lifted his left hand up and gingerly touched the tip of one of her ears with his fingertips. He recoiled the hand back, as if he'd received a static shock, but curiosity drove him forward. He took the fur-covered ear's tip in between his thumb and first two fingers and carefully gave it a rub.
"Wow. That's soft," Ryrax accidently muttered in his surprise.
"Wow. That's soft," Ryrax accidently muttered in his surprise.
Cyrionessa
One Thousand Club
"What? Do you think I don't take care of my ears?" Cerys studied his eyes carefully. She also shivered a bit and leaned against the hand, as if asking for more. Okay, just maybe that was her biggest weakness in the world that he had came upon accidentally. And maybe she wanted him to keep rubbing her ear. And, also, maybe she was drunk, but maybe his eyes were kind of pretty looking. And maybe his hair would be fun to play with...this thought barely slipped through her mind before she gently started playing with his hair.
Twizinator
One Thousand Club
Ryrax cocked his head slightly.
Why is she messing with my hair? Also why is she shivering? Maybe it's because of my ice artes, but come on. I'm arguably less dressed than she is, with this longcoat always worn open exposing my bare front like I do. Wait is she...leaning into my hand? Is she enjoying this? Well it would make a bit of sense, after all she does have feline aspects. Why is she staring into my eye like that? Do you want an impromptu staring contest or something? What the hell is up with this girl?
Even with all of that in his mind Ryrax was uncharacteristically silent for the time being. He kept rubbing her ear almost unconsciously and for some reason couldn't break his uncovered eye off of hers.
I wonder if Rudd or Jaeger will be the one to save me from this strangeness, Ryrax thought.
...Wait...do I need saving?
Why is she messing with my hair? Also why is she shivering? Maybe it's because of my ice artes, but come on. I'm arguably less dressed than she is, with this longcoat always worn open exposing my bare front like I do. Wait is she...leaning into my hand? Is she enjoying this? Well it would make a bit of sense, after all she does have feline aspects. Why is she staring into my eye like that? Do you want an impromptu staring contest or something? What the hell is up with this girl?
Even with all of that in his mind Ryrax was uncharacteristically silent for the time being. He kept rubbing her ear almost unconsciously and for some reason couldn't break his uncovered eye off of hers.
I wonder if Rudd or Jaeger will be the one to save me from this strangeness, Ryrax thought.
...Wait...do I need saving?
Cyrionessa
One Thousand Club
Cerys smiled and kept playing with his hair. The thought abruptly came into her head. What was she doing? She had started off the night absolute hating this person. And here she was, laying on top of him, letting him touch her ears. And she was playing with his hair. What was going on? He had stopped talking too. Suddenly, she felt warm and her entire face flushed as she buried it into his chest, trying to hide the fact by rubbing her head against his chest as if everything was normal. She wondered that Jaeger hadn't found her yet or that her father hadn't come along yet.
Twizinator
One Thousand Club
Ryrax blinked when Cerys practically smashed her face into his chest, and he snapped out of...whatever he was in. "...Oi." he muttered. "What's up with you? One moment you're shivering, the next I feel like you're trying to brand my chest with your forehead. You...er..."
Ryrax was thoroughly out of his element here. Part of him wanted to ask if she was feeling alright; another part wanted to know why he cared.
Then he made the mistake of looking down, which caused him catch a glimpse down her shirt. That caused something to momentarily short-circuit in Ryrax's mind that he had no explanation for, and with that moment of mindlessness came a temporary loss of control over his psychokinetic power. He was startled as he and Cerys were suddenly plummeting straight down, falling several feet before Ryrax came back to his senses just above a table lined with empty plates and half-empty glasses of alcohol. As they'd fallen he had involuntarily wrapped his arms around Cerys, instinctively shielding her. Now that they'd stopped as abruptly as they'd begun to fall, Ryrax hurriedly released his bear hug. "My bad," he said to the young woman still lying on top of him.
Fortunately for both of them, nobody had paid the mishap any attention, such was the power of the celebration going on around them.
Ryrax was thoroughly out of his element here. Part of him wanted to ask if she was feeling alright; another part wanted to know why he cared.
Then he made the mistake of looking down, which caused him catch a glimpse down her shirt. That caused something to momentarily short-circuit in Ryrax's mind that he had no explanation for, and with that moment of mindlessness came a temporary loss of control over his psychokinetic power. He was startled as he and Cerys were suddenly plummeting straight down, falling several feet before Ryrax came back to his senses just above a table lined with empty plates and half-empty glasses of alcohol. As they'd fallen he had involuntarily wrapped his arms around Cerys, instinctively shielding her. Now that they'd stopped as abruptly as they'd begun to fall, Ryrax hurriedly released his bear hug. "My bad," he said to the young woman still lying on top of him.
Fortunately for both of them, nobody had paid the mishap any attention, such was the power of the celebration going on around them.
Cyrionessa
One Thousand Club
"I....I...." Cerys' eyes were round as saucers as she laid there frozen. What....was going on....? Suddenly, she was on her feet, perfectly sober, jumping up into the beams like a madwoman. The hole in the ceiling became bigger as she by-passed it with an explosion of man in her clawed fists and took off into the night. As she passed by Jaeger, she simply said. "....I"ll be in the woods...." She knew that he understood what she meant; she was going to go cool off by ripping some animal apart. The Demon Cat was on the loose tonight and her eyes turned blood red as she dashed off into the woods surrounding the Vejta house, letting out a blood-curling yowl in the process.
Twizinator
One Thousand Club
The hole in the roof was made even larger as Ryrax burst through it, landing a few feet from Jaeger, and shrugged his shoulders at the man. "Something I said?" he asked rhetorically with a confused smirk on his face. Before Jaeger could answer, Ryrax caught the scent of fresh blood. The source was at the same place that he'd smelled Cerys disappear into the forest. Coincidence?
Yeah right. Ryrax shot off towards the scent and landed where the scent was strongest, finding the mutilated corpse of a bear that was twice Cerys's size. "Impressive," Ryrax said to the forest around him. He could smell her nearby, but where exactly he couldn't quite tell. The forest was silent, and he didn't see her anywhere he looked...
Ryrax returned his attention to the fresh corpse of the bear. He noticed the deep claw marks that marred its hide all over its body. He checked the bear's massive paws: no blood. He smirked. It hadn't managed to even touch her, apparently. That's a cat for you, agile as all hell. Where did she get off to though...?
Yeah right. Ryrax shot off towards the scent and landed where the scent was strongest, finding the mutilated corpse of a bear that was twice Cerys's size. "Impressive," Ryrax said to the forest around him. He could smell her nearby, but where exactly he couldn't quite tell. The forest was silent, and he didn't see her anywhere he looked...
Ryrax returned his attention to the fresh corpse of the bear. He noticed the deep claw marks that marred its hide all over its body. He checked the bear's massive paws: no blood. He smirked. It hadn't managed to even touch her, apparently. That's a cat for you, agile as all hell. Where did she get off to though...?
Cyrionessa
One Thousand Club
Cerys didn't even look human if one could see her eyes. She was still running, but the running was completely silent. More. That's what her mind told her. More. She craved more blood; she could taste the bear's blood still on her tongue. A bloody trail led from her mouth down her front. She had shed most of her outer outfit that had felt constricting. Now, in a see-through mesh top and black shorts, she moved more like an animal than a human. Cerys spotted a deer and suddenly she was on top of it, ripping its throat out with her teeth and gouging its coat.
Twizinator
One Thousand Club
A new, fresher scent caught Ryrax's nose. A deer this time, from the smell of it. He shot into the forest gliding a few feet above the ground. Within a minute he found her, tearing into the once-proud stag that lay limp as it was mauled by a girl wearing significantly less than she had been earlier.
"You lied to me," he said tauntingly as he slowly walked up to Cerys. "You said you were 'civilized' and 'preferred your meat cooked'. You said you didn't like the bloody meat of wolves and yet here you are, sitting at a fresh kill, and you didn't even invite me!" he said. He wasn't kidding; he honestly found fresh, raw deer rather delectable.
"You lied to me," he said tauntingly as he slowly walked up to Cerys. "You said you were 'civilized' and 'preferred your meat cooked'. You said you didn't like the bloody meat of wolves and yet here you are, sitting at a fresh kill, and you didn't even invite me!" he said. He wasn't kidding; he honestly found fresh, raw deer rather delectable.
Cyrionessa
One Thousand Club
The growling voice that come out of her mouth as she paused sounded like a demon. "Why are you here....?" Her eyes turned on him, blood red like the blood dripping from her mouth. Her body turned slightly and the moonlight skimmed across her torso, its curves covered in blood. "Unless you're here to contribute more blood, I doubt that you should be here."
Twizinator
One Thousand Club
Ryrax smirked. Okay, she's an interesting one. "Why shouldn't I be here?" he said. He was still slowly approaching, walking at a calm and casual pace towards the bloodthirsty woman totally unfazed. "I am Ryrax. I am the wolf. The only one trespassing in another's domain is you." He laughed darkly. "And if you think I'm afraid of you just because you killed a couple forest vermin, you're sadly mistaken. I feast on game much more menacing than you almost every day."
Cyrionessa
One Thousand Club
Cerys coiled and jumped at him, knocking him back to the ground beneath her. Droplets of blood fell down from her mouth onto his face as her eyes hovered inches from his. "You....shouldn't be here." Her blood red eyes glared down into his. "I can hear your blood pumping. I want to rip your throat out and taste it. You really...." Her face moved a little closer and more blood dropped down on him. "Really shouldn't be here."
Twizinator
One Thousand Club
Ryrax just laughed at his new predicament. "I like you. You're fun," Ryrax said, wide-eyed and smiling. His tongue snaked out of his mouth and licked off the droplets of blood that had fallen from her mouth to his face. "Most of the people around here are so caught up in families and petty squabbles. They bark and nip at each other's throats, but its all a show. Did you know that killing is prohibited in these games? Everyone's too soft. Lacking conviction, just like Jaeger." He chuckled. "But you...oh, you're different. You aren't afraid of getting blood on your hands, are you? Hehehehe...I like you." He was so pleased with himself it was almost funny. After wading through a sea sheep, each with a coat of black, white, and gray...he'd finally found some color.
It was a bold and covered in crimson blood, which suited him just fine.
It was a bold and covered in crimson blood, which suited him just fine.
Cyrionessa
One Thousand Club
Cerys' eyes widened as she saw the blood that had dripped on him, some left on his neck. Without hesitation, she licked the blood off of his neck. "....you...don't mind this, do you?" She licked more off, savoring both blood and the new taste of new flesh. Now that, that tasted good. Cerys looked up at him, her crimson eyes boring into his icy blue.
Twizinator
One Thousand Club
Ryrax laughed like a madman at that question. "Why would I? We're in the same position we left just minutes ago, just less dressed," he said, letting his eye flick down her body and up again. "What would I mind?"
Cyrionessa
One Thousand Club
"You just happen to taste good at the moment." Cerys laughed, her mind in a chaotic state. "Though....it's interesting that you prefer to be dominated by the cat on top of you." Her tail twitched in the air, and a smirk crinkled her lips. There was an extreme confidence on her blood covered face.
Twizinator
One Thousand Club
Ryrax chuckled again. "Dominated? Me? In your dreams, maybe," Ryrax growled with a smirk. "I merely allow you to act as you please. If I wanted to, though..." his power flexed and the nearby trees splintered and collapsed. In seconds they were in a small clearing created by Ryrax's psychokinesis. "...I could easily turn the tables."
He was bluffing again; he was terrified at the moment, as her "feral cat"-ness was reminding him of his experience that turned him off cats in the first place. It was all he could do to not shake in his sandals.
He was bluffing again; he was terrified at the moment, as her "feral cat"-ness was reminding him of his experience that turned him off cats in the first place. It was all he could do to not shake in his sandals.
Cyrionessa
One Thousand Club
"Then turn the tables." Cerys taunted him, taking another swipe of blood. "I'd love to see you do that." She purred slightly as she looked down at him, still smirking. It was definitely a bluff that was being pulled. Definitely. And Cerys was going to call it and see if he had the courage to actually do what he said.
Twizinator
One Thousand Club
Ryrax's expression of amusement faltered for just a moment. Could she tell he was bluffing? "Heh. Trust me, you don't want me to do that. Wouldn't want to get hurt, would you?"
His hand had started shaking and he couldn't stop it anymore. C'mon, lady. Just be like everyone else and be afraid of me already...
His hand had started shaking and he couldn't stop it anymore. C'mon, lady. Just be like everyone else and be afraid of me already...
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