Lex started to climb down from the crows nest whilst trying to keep his balance with the rocking of the ship the waves were still coming in on the vessel, Lex glanced down as he watched the knights all work together trying in trying to get the tail of the ship. which wasn't easy has it sounds then without warning a huge wave came knocking Lex off.
Captain Silver looked up and gasped as he saw Lex fall, thinking upon instinct he let go of the wheel in the hope to catch Lex from falling too hard on the deck the last thing that was needed right now was a knight down he rolled on and landed on his back and caught Lex just in time "Argh...Got you ha ha " he said and got up " O oh " he glanced as he realised the ship was going out of control thanks to him for letting go of the wheel and he quickly grabbed the wheel and fiercely tried to steer it but It was no good the inevitable was going to happen they would certainly most crash.
Thudthudthudthudthudthud
"IT'S THAT DAMN DWARF AGAIN!" a soldier yelled out from a lookout post on the walls, waving vigorously to his comrades. A whole score of archers piled up around the wall and quickly strung their bows, firing a small barrage of arrows before the dwarf disappeared through the wall again, his magic enveloping Perish and bringing her along.
Thudththudththudthudthudthudthudthud
Raijar madly pumped his legs as he trampled through a group of soldiers, plowing onwards for the catapults, dumping Perish beside one as he wound it up madly, his iron-cord-like muscles bunched up as he over-strung the catapult, roughly managing to dump Perish in the basket before the catapult nearly exploded from the tension.
Twang
Perish entered the heavens, Raijar quickly wound the catapult back as a dozen soldiers charged ever closer, jumping in the basket and tossing a rock at the lever.
Twang
Raijar entered the heavens.
He straightened up with his arms at his sides and legs together to be more slipstream, letting him soar through the air and catching up to Perish.
"I hope yer tough as a dwarf, lass!" Raijar yelled through the wind as he caught up to her.
"Why am I suddenly able to fly? My head hurts," Perish mumbled incoherently, the ale's effects kept building up on her, as she'd drank a copious amount.
They both soared down and crashed into a forest at the kingdom's border, Raijar made a solid thud as he slammed into the dirt with a crater, Perish landed similarly but with more cracks of bone than Raijar cared to count.
The dwarf grimaced a little as he pulled himself out of the dirt and walked over to the broken form of Perish.
"Ah hell, I'm sorry lass," Raijar said with sad frown.
"Sorry? What did I trip on?" Perish asked, still blind drunk and more confused then ever. Her bones started cracking again as they repaired themselves, her body jerked back into shape and she slowly stood up, swaying on the spot.
Man was Raijar surprised...
"Yer a squishy human yet ye fix yerself quick smart? Yer certainly one o' a kind," Raijar remarked, giving Perish an experimental poke.
"What are we doing out here anyway?" Perish asked, blinking a little as she looked around.
"That durned Mordred fella just had us booted from the kingdom, le'ss get movin', can't waste time when ye donno where the next town is," Raijar suggested, heading off in a random direction, Perish had a little trouble but she managed to swagger in his general direction, holding her head a little.
Perish bumped into a few trees in her drunken stupor, still utterly confused with what was going on, her mind felt like it was swimming, and from what? The ale? She didn't even know what the ale was supposed to do, if this was normal or not.
Raijar didn't seem as bad as her though... Maybe something was happening to her? Then again she could remember dwarves were natural drinkers, perhaps they were tougher against the effects.
She could sense something, the life force of the trees around her was a soft breeze, but there was a fierce pulse of energy somewhere nearby belonging to something very big, an animal of some kind? She did intend on warning Raijar but her mind was in too much of a mess to really concentrate on the subject.
"I think I remember this part o' the forest, where was it...?" Raijar said, pausing a moment in his tracks to think as he looked at the trees and plantlife around.
Perish nearly ran into the dwarf, but she managed to stop, giving her time to look around to maybe see where the life force was emanating from. The alcohol was completely messing with her head though, it felt like the creature was in several places.
"Tha's roight! I was tryin' Torigan's new ale, it knocked me out... I think I was hunting down some treasure at the time... I think I remember stumbling upon those pansy elfs, should be this way," Raijar said, about to head off when suddenly a giant creature launched from the bushes, narrowly missing Raijar and totally missing Perish as she tripped over in her drunken state.
It tore up the dirt as it spun about, it was like a giant tiger bear or something, both Raijar and Perish were too drunk to see it properly. The dwarf pulled out his axe and got ready for the next attack, getting tackled into and through a tree from the creature as it gnawed away at Raijar's arm, teeth grinding on stone as the angry dwarf punched it off him.
The creature didn't seem happy about finding prey that was a walking rock, though the other one seemed fleshy enough...
"Perish!" Raijar called out, trying to get her to react as she stood up groggily.
A monstrously strong paw swiped at Perish's stomach, the claws bit into the armour and roughly tore it apart, hurling Perish flying into a tree, bouncing off a little as the creature followed up the attack, Raijar madly charged over in attempt to rescue Perish, he was a little slow though.
The first swipe had nearly ripped Perish's unprepared body in half, now exposed, the second swipe almost entirely tore Perish in two, right before an incredibly angry dwarf landed an amazing blow on the creature's neck, the axe sinking half way through and instantly killing the creature.
In shock, Raijar ran over to Perish's mangled form, anger and sorrow was building up on him as he felt he'd just lost another friend.
Except she was still moving like normal...
"Ow..." Perish mumbled, opening her eyes and trying to look around, "What happened? I can't feel my legs."
Raijar blinked incredulously, completely dumbstruck, he wondered if the ale was making him delusional or Perish really was still alive with half of her body basically missing.
When the shock faded Raijar finally realised what Perish had said, sniggering a little at first before bursting out laughing so hard fell over.
He had absolutely no idea what the hell was going on, half drunk, half consumed with battle rage and still rather concussed from the catapult flight.
"Lass, I dunno what in god's name ye are but yer damn funny!" Raijar managed to say in between laughing, couldn't feel her legs... she didn't bloody well have any!
Perish's massive wound slowly reconstructed and repaired itself, blood that had smeared half way across the small battlezone was travelling back into her, her armour also somehow flexed and shifted back into place, until it looked as though nothing had actually happened to her.
((Sorry if I'm getting too macabre, must be my emo side showing through or something))
Originally posted by silenthawk
Lancelot gave an approving nod " Are you sure you will be able to keep with us?" Lancelot asked gazing at paladin who was staring at him with dangerous eyes as he most probably found it an insult to ask such a question " Right ok onward " he called out to the gryffin and it started to take off.
"OK, for one thing, no one, especially not a human, commands a Griffin to do anything. He will take off when he wants to take off, not when you tell him to. And, as I already said, you are going to have to take off some of that armor, or we aren't going anywhere fast."
The now indignant elf leaped gracefully onto Aroc's back. Aroc started to laboriously flap his wings, slowly rising into the air. Taking off Guinevere didn't do much good, and the great creature wasn't used to this kind of weight. He was strong-willed, though, and fought his way up into the air. Once high enough, he could use natural air flows to soar effortlessly, heading toward Elven country.
Laveda laughed and spun back around, placing her bow into its leather sleeve on her back. “Thank you. If you say that enough, you might make his ego even bigger.” Paladin had heard her, and in response had lengthened his stride and arched his neck, trying to make himself look prettier for the admiring woman on his back. Laveda glanced back to see where the men were before giving Paladin a series of kicks with her heel. It was a coded message. It was obvious that they had practiced this before, for Paladin would weave in and out of trees and underbrush in a complicated pattern to try and throw the men off. And soon, the trio would only appear as a shadow to the oncoming forces.
Raijar roughly helped Perish to her feet as much as a dwarf could help a human, and continued on his way with Perish in tow, who was looking a lot less drunk after losing most of her blood and regaining it, like some obscure filtering.
"Pity I can't remember any other place from here, forests are so silly to navigate," Raijar said, looking around at the trees, "Dunno how those durned elves navigate em so well, put me in a tunnel underground an' I'll take ye anywhere."
"Couldn't we just go back to Camelot and find a different way from there?" Perish asked.
"Do ye remember where Camelot is?" Raijar asked, to which Perish looked a little lost for answers.
"I was intoxicated by that amber substance, I can't remember much," Perish said, to which Raijar laughed.
"Now ye kno' 'ow I feel," Raijar said, pulling out his not-so-emergency ale rations and taking a swig, before offering the flask to Perish. Naturally Perish didn't know how to respond, so she took the flask and mimicked Raijar, taking a mouthful and handing it back.
It tasted quite a lot better, more energising and frothy, it burned quite a lot more on the way down and the bubbles made her eyes water a little. And then the effects kicked in and she was bumbling around again as if she'd drank another 14 tankards from the Jousting Kegs.
Perish wasn't exactly sure how long she followed that dwarf for, at some point she felt like she had fallen over and was being half-dragged again, the dwarf didn't even appear to recognise the extra weight or the ale he'd just taken a swig of, unlike Perish.
Her ears were also assaulted at some point, she could have sworn she saw one of the flasks hanging on Raijar's belt disappear for a moment first, so he must have become a bit more drunk than before and now he was singing a drinking song.
The song was alright but it was so bloody loud! It echoed through the forest and scared away a lot of the smaller creatures, some others followed the drunken pair from the shadows but didn't make much of a move.
Eventually Perish managed to find the balance to stand again, following Raijar once more as her head slowly cleared again. It seemed like the entire forest was quiet except for Raijar's singing, he must have frightened everything off.
There were a dozen short, sharp rushes of air, closely followed by the squeal of metal and a meaty thud, a few at first, and then a whole plethora as if in response to what happened to the first.
The sounds had interrupted Raijar's train of thought, he paused in his tracks thinking hard about where he was in his song.
"Um..." Perish said a little quietly, trying to get Raijar's attention but also trying not to disturb him ironically enough. There were about 20 or so arrows embedded in her from varying angles, about four in her legs and one in the arm, the rest all quite remarkable shots and were located in her chest and some near her heart, one arrow had gone through her heart but it was still beating stubbornly, her body functioning like normal.
It appeared the dwarf hadn't heard her, as he began singing again and continuing onwards, Perish tapped her fingertips together, trying to figure out what to do as she looked around at the surrounding trees, sensing multiple masses of life forces but Raijar was oblivious, she quickly ran along to make sure she didn't get left behind.
Almost as an incredulous afterthought an arrow whizzed by and thunked into Perish's back.
"Ow..." Perish whispered a little sadly, trying to pull some of the arrows out.
Jo-aun saw an arrow whiz by hitting someone in the back. "Well ain't that disrespectful." She saw the target was a woman as the woman tried to take the arrow out. -BLOOD!!- Her inner voice said as she crushed it. She ran over and said, "Let me help, this might hurt..." She bit around the arrow and dug it out without a drop of blood on her.