EMIYAman
I BONE OF THE SWORD
As Tia struggled with herself, chaos broke out in the village. In what felt like mere moments screams bellowed out from the people. They ran clutching children and stumbling over each other. Before long the scent of blood began to fill Tia's nose. She saw other humans wielding weapons and armor rushing to where the shouts and blood were coming from. From the men that ran through the chaos Tia could pick up utterings of "Monsters". She had heard the term before from Ceylan, and knew it wasn't anything good. It's what humans called the things that hunted and killed them; the most dangerous of creatures.
Humans were dieing. Tia could tell, the sounds and smell suffused her. Her instinctual urges flared in response. Her breathing grew erratic and ragged. Using her spear as a crutch she dragged herself forward. Every step was a battle. "Staystaystaystay..." She continued to repeat the words of Ceylan, despite them she felt at any moment she would explode. She was afraid. What would Ceylan think of her? What would happen to her when she fell apart? Tia's identity had been built by her connection to her packmates, to her family. With them gone, if she caved to her instincts, who would she be? In his final moments. He had spoke of so much, perhaps more than he ever had before. Tia had listened. There was so much she didn't understand then and even now so much eluded her.
There was the sound of raspy inhuman voices. She could smell them before she saw them. Monsters that flew upon the air. Not too far ahead of her she could see them attacking the humans using some sort of energy. If he were still here what would he tell her? He was always so afraid, but he was kind and despite his fear he had a strength she had not understood. He was a part of her now, she had made sure of it. What would he do? There was an alignment. A convergence between Tia's humanity and inhumanity. She would have to partially break her promise to Ceylan, but she couldn't contain herself anymore. At the very least she would make sure to stay Tia, no matter what. [Consumation of Flesh] Her arm shot out latching onto one of the flying Monsters. If her mouth could water it would, anticipation welled up in her at the prospect of a "meal". She tunnel visioned focusing only on her prey and nothing else. The tendril that had formed from her arm wasn't quite long enough to both catch the Monster and wrap fully around it. She could manage, that just meant it would get messy. Teeth formed along the tendril biting down into the Monster as she squeezed. Cutting into it with the full intent of consuming the thing. She didn't even have to use her mouth, just break it up a bit and her body will do the rest.
Humans were dieing. Tia could tell, the sounds and smell suffused her. Her instinctual urges flared in response. Her breathing grew erratic and ragged. Using her spear as a crutch she dragged herself forward. Every step was a battle. "Staystaystaystay..." She continued to repeat the words of Ceylan, despite them she felt at any moment she would explode. She was afraid. What would Ceylan think of her? What would happen to her when she fell apart? Tia's identity had been built by her connection to her packmates, to her family. With them gone, if she caved to her instincts, who would she be? In his final moments. He had spoke of so much, perhaps more than he ever had before. Tia had listened. There was so much she didn't understand then and even now so much eluded her.
There was the sound of raspy inhuman voices. She could smell them before she saw them. Monsters that flew upon the air. Not too far ahead of her she could see them attacking the humans using some sort of energy. If he were still here what would he tell her? He was always so afraid, but he was kind and despite his fear he had a strength she had not understood. He was a part of her now, she had made sure of it. What would he do? There was an alignment. A convergence between Tia's humanity and inhumanity. She would have to partially break her promise to Ceylan, but she couldn't contain herself anymore. At the very least she would make sure to stay Tia, no matter what. [Consumation of Flesh] Her arm shot out latching onto one of the flying Monsters. If her mouth could water it would, anticipation welled up in her at the prospect of a "meal". She tunnel visioned focusing only on her prey and nothing else. The tendril that had formed from her arm wasn't quite long enough to both catch the Monster and wrap fully around it. She could manage, that just meant it would get messy. Teeth formed along the tendril biting down into the Monster as she squeezed. Cutting into it with the full intent of consuming the thing. She didn't even have to use her mouth, just break it up a bit and her body will do the rest.
- Consumation of Flesh- Elasticity F, Retractable Claws, Devour E - Tia wraps her arm around a target transforming it into a tentacle that fully envelopes them(so long as 12 feet is enough length to surround them). Then forms teeth on the inside cutting her prey apart and taking them into her body. - Grade E - 0/1
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