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Fantasy Lost Vampire girl (always open)

( by unholy beast do mean my character?? dont forget his parents are the god of death and Cerberus.....at most Samantha should be able to lull him into a calmer state to revert him back to a more stable form.)


the beast burst  the trees with a loud screeching sound knocking them over. his black shadowy body oozed dripping and he bore a skull for a head with narled horn as well as mencing claws and fangs. he was massive in size  but yet slender with the same as always lavender eyes. the child of  two gods with such a unstable mess of a body. he was enraged as his body was in pain which had driven his instincts  mad making him unreasonable due to this body of his.   


@Almosegosum 


@Xena


@ HumansArentReal

((hOW *is so bad with most of my characters development due to lack of char sheet loLLLLL))
 

Nicolai Rumancek


He snorted softly in response as a quiet giggle escaped him "What? Why? You're no fun" he complained before going back to glaring at the girl, crossing his arms over his chest perhaps in an attempt at looking more menacing. He would never admit he was actually rather looking forward to seeing the Lord's home though he himself wasn't even sure why, pure curiosity perhaps.


 

 
((hOW *is so bad with most of my characters development due to lack of char sheet loLLLLL))


(that is why the good Doctor has created this situation - how better to test the Angel, than to pit her against a demon... There is no use in assuming anything. No accuracy. No manipulation.  :| )

(i was thinking similar to how in the unicorn myth that women would calm them and how most angels even fallen have a bit of purity which can apply to taming animals... that is all i ment by that though logically motheal is a type of god and your character is a persay fallen angel.)
 
(that is why the good Doctor has created this situation - how better to test the Angel, than to pit her against a demon... There is no use in assuming anything. No accuracy. No manipulation.  :| )





 


(i was thinking similar to how in the unicorn myth that women would calm them and how most angels even fallen have a bit of purity which can apply to taming animals... that is all i ment by that though logically motheal is a type of god and your character is a persay fallen angel.)





 


(Y'all puttin too much pressure on this smol winged woman - technically one wing is still in use - but o WHaLE)
 

Lord Briarwood
When blood stained the air with metallic 
taint, Briarwood had known something was off.  Then, entering a sudden figure whom appeared before him, uptight and well-spoken; landing quite gracefully upon her feet as she announced herself.


Hardly surprised by his sudden visitor, the vampire listened intently to her message, delicately plucking the folded note from her fingertips. "This is indeed, quite serious," Sylas remarked a low murmur aimed at his own conscience whilst glancing over the coordinates. "Nicolai, please. I would most prefer that you keep that suggestion to yourself before you manage to finish it." Shrugging on his suit jacket, whilst buttoning the attire, Briarwood eyed the messenger. Not in a friendly manner, although perhaps not hostile. Yet those jade orbs were hard and cold, lacking a certain life - a spark. "Who might your master, or this mystery employer be?" Leaning forwards, to better reach the females height, did the vampire scrutinise and deduce. If one managed to corner him in a bad moment, or otherwise - a very kind, sarcastic being, could become a looming authoritarian figure. Unrelenting, unyielding and one to seek direct eye contact when speaking. 

"Either way, I'd like to meet him in person. Such a beast, of intelligence or otherwise should not be allowed to run rampant through the damn countryside." Upon his tone,  hung that baritone rumble of anger. Certainly, displeasure, if not disdain. "Does your master have control over this creature? If so, I'd like you to take me to him directly. For either assistance in restraining, or discussion. If not, take me to him anyway. I have a feeling this should be spoken openly. And not between pieces of paper." 



 




Eris Leavold 


She looked him in the eye - but her demeanor was calm and sure. She had spent her first three years with her master scared - where every moment she worried he would deem her a failure and... eat? dissect? She did not know what he did with them. She knew there were screams and then  there was silence. She took a deep breath. "My master is currently not to be disturbed. He has been able to sample the beast and Is working hard to try and establish a weakness. Personally, He is too weak anyway, to be of much help. I am Perhaps his greatest Physical asset - And I would be willing to help in any way I can. I can tell you that the beast had only tripped one my Masters Wards, which drew the beast to our attention. As this is a matter of urgency, He would prefer you to take care of it first. He will gladly meet with you afterwards." She smiled in an amiable manner - both at Briarwood and the Angel, and straitened - to show her readiness. It was strange how easily lying came, when you did it everyday. She ignored the Wolf some more. A boring race if there ever was any. So predictable a child could manipulate it into eating itself - Pathetic. 
 

Lord Briarwood
"Me? Take care of such a beast causing you this much bloody trouble?" Briarwood snapped. In that due moment, he could've launched a punch, but kept the hand tightened into a fist. His already pale knuckles, turning a slight tinge of yellow as they began almost compacting inwards. Bone creaking. "Well, I do suppose your useless master, whoever the godforsaken sod might be - is just fine and dandy. I would like to discuss this immediately after disposing of his problem. If he cannot arrange a suitable meeting, I will go to him and no more BLOODY MESSAGES will be sent. Are we clear? Or must I illiterate to him further my disgust at his lack of chivalry concerning battle, nor reinforcements. I might've fought men and wolves, even a witch and her faithful warlock - but what you ask is purely insane." His tone had elevated to a roar, displaying that magnificent and historic Briarwood temper. Eyes, aglow with the purest, almost pupilless emerald. "Either way, through my sworn code I shall undertake his dirty work. So much for a pillar of society." Once again he glanced at the coordinates and turned towards both wolf and angel. "Will you be accompanying my seeming suicide mission, or shall you sit out? Although, darling -" He motioned towards Samantha "- I do believe you should stay beside Nicolai or myself. No matter the situation. I'd dread the idea of you being lost or lured whilst this badly planned scenario - without help from our delightful mystery man - is fought."



 


He had indeed, gotten up from the wrong side of the bed that morning.


 


@Xena @Almosegosum @Finnick
 
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Samantha had simply stated put next to Briarwood while he shouted at the young woman. She nodded along, trying to follow, but dizzy and confused from her lack of effort too. When he was done talking, she gently yanked the sleeve of his shirt. "You didn't have to be so rude..." She mumbled quietly to him, making sure to use her oh, so, puppydog-like eyes to stare into his own. "And besides, I wasn't planning on leaving your side, regardless!" She smiled. "Do you think I could help you fight?"

 

Nicolai Rumancek


He just watched the Lord's hissy fit from the sidelines, rather intrigued by his temper though he did agree that this master, whoever the hell he was seemed useless. He rolled his eyes at the way he spoke to Samantha "You done flirting with her? She's not completely useless" he said as he looked at the girl "Yes, you should definitely help" he stated before thinking for a moment "Perhaps she could be bait...to lure the creature out" he said though realize what he'd said would probably be taken the wrong way and he'd have to explain. He didn't wish the girls death as much as he disliked her.


 

 
( by unholy beast do mean my character?? dont forget his parents are the god of death and Cerberus.....at most Samantha should be able to lull him into a calmer state to revert him back to a more stable form.)


the beast burst  the trees with a loud screeching sound knocking them over. his black shadowy body oozed dripping and he bore a skull for a head with narled horn as well as mencing claws and fangs. he was massive in size  but yet slender with the same as always lavender eyes. the child of  two gods with such a unstable mess of a body. he was enraged as his body was in pain which had driven his instincts  mad making him unreasonable due to this body of his.   


@Almosegosum 


@Xena


@ HumansArentReal
 

(Well that just happened. Sorry I ignored it earlier dude ;-; Cue epic battle music)
 
Eris Leavold 


She stared the three of them, appreciating the rage the Old one was showing. It was almost like her master on a bad day. When all of this is said and done, they might even become fast friends. As long as none of them call him useless to his face... that would not go down well. "I will gladly help -" She heard the sound of chaos from afar and started running towards it - trusting  the others to follow. While she ran, she drew blood and and pulled a scroll from his lab coat - smearing the seal with a liberal amount. If she was to be a distraction,... then this should do. The seal exploded and a beast burst into existence.


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The nine headed snake, immediately moved forwards at her Telepathic command, reaching forwards to try and constrict the rampaging beast.
 
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Lord Briarwood
"Nicolai - stop assuming over my generosity. I am extending my concern to this young woman, who crash landed from the bloody heavens!" He exclaimed harshly, alas, glancing downwards he met two puppy-dog orbs. Wide and innocent. Or seemingly so anyhow.



With a long, slow sigh, Briarwood inclined his head. Attempting to calm himself for the girl's sake. "Dear, I apologise for my behaviour. I don't think it best you fight, though - I do fear for your inexperience." 


 


About to launch an insult or something along the lines towards Nicolai, the trees parted and a beast stood in place of once growth and nature's concealed beauty. It oozed corruption and for a moment, he was stuck with something along the lines of awe. 
Drawing the rapier, Sylas narrowed those eyes of his. Moments ago, they had begun to fade from anger - now ignited by something newer. A fire, fuelled by the courage, gifted to the knights of old. At once, he set off sprinting, faster than a human, barely touching the ground. Minding the snake which had begun to wind around the creature, Briarwood ducked and rolled beneath the lumbering being, slicing the silver laced blade across the monsters ankles - in hope of severing the tendons.



 

 

Lord Briarwood
"Nicolai - stop assuming over my generosity. I am extending my concern to this young woman, who crash landed from the bloody heavens!" He exclaimed harshly, alas, glancing downwards he met two puppy-dog orbs. Wide and innocent. Or seemingly so anyhow.



With a long, slow sigh, Briarwood inclined his head. Attempting to calm himself for the girl's sake. "Dear, I apologise for my behaviour. I don't think it best you fight, though - I do fear for your inexperience." 


 


About to launch an insult or something along the lines towards Nicolai, the trees parted and a beast stood in place of once growth and nature's concealed beauty. It oozed corruption and for a moment, he was stuck with something along the lines of awe. 
Drawing the rapier, Sylas narrowed those eyes of his. Moments ago, they had begun to fade from anger - now ignited by something newer. A fire, fuelled by the courage, gifted to the knights of old. At once, he set off sprinting, faster than a human, barely touching the ground. Minding the snake which had begun to wind around the creature, Briarwood ducked and rolled beneath the lumbering being, slicing the silver laced blade across the monsters ankles - in hope of severing the tendons.



 


(Briarwood might have noticed that the scales are silver... as in actually infused with silver. Just mind them...  :o )
 

Nicolai Rumancek


Nico jumped as he heard the beast and stared at it wide-eyed for a moment, then watched the fool Lord go after it "Are you fucking insane?!" he spat before furrowing his brow, feeling around his belt before he pulled an ancient looking dagger from it, he quickly decided against that tactic though. He growled fiercely at the beast while his wolfish features began to emerge, his ears became furry and pointed while his face started to contort into something more beast-like and ferocious looking. He let out an inhumane howl that echoed through the forest before lunging forward on all fours towards it, keeping up with the Lord before leaping onto one of the beasts head and biting at its eye.


 


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(Briarwood might have noticed that the scales are silver... as in actually infused with silver. Just mind them...  :o )

oh god Nicolai is fucked
 
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Nicolai Rumancek


Nico jumped as he heard the beast and stared at it wide-eyed for a moment, then watched the fool Lord go after it "Are you fucking insane?!" he spat before furrowing his brow, feeling around his belt before he pulled an ancient looking dagger from it, he quickly decided against that tactic though. He growled fiercely at the beast while his wolfish features began to emerge, his ears became furry and pointed while his face started to contort into something more beast-like and ferocious looking. He let out an inhumane howl that echoed through the forest before lunging forward on all fours towards it, keeping up with the Lord before leaping onto one of the snake-like creatures heads and biting at its eye.


 




oh god Nicolai is fucked





 

(We're all gonna die, this is great xDDDD)
 
Or at the very least Nicolai's mouth is gonna be pretty burnt and messed up for awhile))

(Oh y'all do not know how much I am a dramatic asshole, I might get Sylas mangled for no reason other than morbid amusement :^I)
 
(We're all gonna die, this is great xDDDD)



(the good doctor is a very cautious "man" - he spends all his time planning and circumventing that which he sees as the greatest flaw in all beings... Mortality - rather flawed immortality"

Or at the very least Nicolai's mouth is gonna be pretty burnt and messed up for awhile))



(Why did you bite the snake you fool!? It's clearly on your side!)
 

Samantha's breath quickened, and she panicked. She continued to breathe hard and lunged only a step or two foreward, tears pushing near her eyes. "G-guys, d-don't hurt him!" She yelped out, steping closer again, biting her lip hard, and looking away from the scene. She wasn't used to this kind of violence, hatred, and simply just pure sadism in her presence. 

 

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