Gawain
interactions: Skyhunter Vexumin Elvario EMIYAman
Gawain's sword sliced clean through the zombie's skull leaving the creature's body drop to the ground as he whirled around to take on the next one. A slash to the right and a stab to left leaving two more corpses to fall. One of the undead grabbed a hold of him so he brought down his fury with a smack of the pommel onto the zombie's skull. While he kept his attention on the fight he couldn't help but notice something felt different. He had gotten involved in gently of fights as Luca. Brawls with his fist, the occasional skirmish with a knife, and of course beating up the occasional victims who earned his wrath. There was always a rush of emotion, satisfaction, and adrenaline that had accompanied each bout. Now that was missing. Part of it was probably the lack of a living body to produce the adrenaline. That only left the question of the emotion and satisfaction. Had his transition to the new world make him lose his taste for violence?
Slashing through another enemy Gawain was aware of Atiifa and Renee behind him. Burst of lightning and the chanting of no man's land. Magic at work against the undead. It was certainly effective and he could tell that they were having an effect. The horde was thinning as between the three of them, the two figures that had emerged from the town gate to start the combat and new arrivals the horde was being cut down. Gawain was filled with a sense of hope now starting to overpower his anger. The desire to save the village was looking more and more like a possibility.
As Gawain moved through the horde and approached the towns gate, he yelled out to it's defenders and hoped they would be able to hear it over the sounds of battle. "Defenders of the Village, we are here to help you!". Now it all depended on how the defenders reacted to the skeleton's calls.
interactions: Skyhunter Vexumin Elvario EMIYAman
Gawain's sword sliced clean through the zombie's skull leaving the creature's body drop to the ground as he whirled around to take on the next one. A slash to the right and a stab to left leaving two more corpses to fall. One of the undead grabbed a hold of him so he brought down his fury with a smack of the pommel onto the zombie's skull. While he kept his attention on the fight he couldn't help but notice something felt different. He had gotten involved in gently of fights as Luca. Brawls with his fist, the occasional skirmish with a knife, and of course beating up the occasional victims who earned his wrath. There was always a rush of emotion, satisfaction, and adrenaline that had accompanied each bout. Now that was missing. Part of it was probably the lack of a living body to produce the adrenaline. That only left the question of the emotion and satisfaction. Had his transition to the new world make him lose his taste for violence?
Slashing through another enemy Gawain was aware of Atiifa and Renee behind him. Burst of lightning and the chanting of no man's land. Magic at work against the undead. It was certainly effective and he could tell that they were having an effect. The horde was thinning as between the three of them, the two figures that had emerged from the town gate to start the combat and new arrivals the horde was being cut down. Gawain was filled with a sense of hope now starting to overpower his anger. The desire to save the village was looking more and more like a possibility.
As Gawain moved through the horde and approached the towns gate, he yelled out to it's defenders and hoped they would be able to hear it over the sounds of battle. "Defenders of the Village, we are here to help you!". Now it all depended on how the defenders reacted to the skeleton's calls.