A Winter to Freeze Your Heart RP

[rachel25]

Zanga saw Vatra go down, he wished he could go, and help her, but he was hard pressed. Boxed in by vermin. One sliced his leg open, another got his sword through as well, and cut his arm. Zanga couldn't go on, he managed to wound one, and kill another, but then the wounded one stabbed him again. Zanga dropped Martin's sword, it fell over the walltop, and out onto the road. Zanga tried to catch it, but wasn't in time. The wounded vermin came at him again, and Zanga managed to avoid being stabbed, but the vermin then punched him hard on the back of the head. Zanga went flying, the vermin packed quite a punch. He couldn't help yelling, as he fell. Fortunately, he landed in a snowdrift, but on the wrong side of the wall. He was surrounded, and only had his dagger for protection. He just hoped no one had seen him.

OOC: Please no one kill Zanga, I still have use for him. Involving Jantar.

[Faiyloe]

OOC: Can Vatra find Martins sword?

[rachel25]

OOC: Sure!

BIC: Zanga sat up, in pain. The snow around him had turned red in places. That worried him. What if I bleed to death? And no one will be able to help me, cos I'm out here.
He never heard anything, but he felt it. A spear butt came crashing down on the back of his head. Zanga was out like a light.

OOC: No one control the vermin who knocked him out! I want to decided what he does with Zanga!

[Faiyloe]

Vatra slowly came to. The first thing she noticed was how cold it was. Cold and... wet? She had a splitting headache and all the yelling in the background wasn't helping. The yelling! The battle! Her eyes popped open It was dark and the snow was stained with blood. She had landed in a particularly large snow drift which had softened her landing.

To her right was the front gate which was blazing. She tried not to be noticed as she slowly looked around and asses her situation but her head was making it hard to think strait. She saw her javelin lying in the snow a pace away from her. she reached out and grabbed it. No one had noticed her. She stood up. Then something caught her eye. Something red glinting in the fire light. She went over and picked it up. It was martins sword. She wiped the blood off in the snow, held it up and looked at it in marvel. The silver blade shown in the dancing light of the fire reflecting of the blade competing with the pail moon light. The sword felt light in her paws and perfectly balanced. She flicked it around lightning quick and it danced. This weapon was unlike any she had ever see or felt. With the sword in her paws she felt like she could take them all on with or without the bloodwrath. She felt Courage and hope and freedom.

She lashed out at a Ferret with a maneuver she hadn't used in years. She started out trying to make her way to the forest fighting all the way. For once her head was clear yet she was fighting as fiercely as ever. It was like the difference between the sun and the Moon they are so different yet the same.  She knew there was no way she was going to get back into the abbey.           

[Dannflower Reguba]

OOC: Where's Jet? We need him.  BIC:

     Ervoyce had left the wall top as the vermin had become too much. Making sure, of course, to use the force of gravity to lethal effect on a distracted vermin below. The squirrel backed away from the frenzy to try and get a feel for the violent happenings... Things were near hopeless. He turned to look into the Infirmary window and was quite glad to see Arya standing there, the wounded needed to be moved pronto, "Arya! Get everybeast inside the Abbey to leave out the back gate! I'm pretty sure they left that one alone! I'm going to try and get everybeast outside headed towards the exits!" After shouting to his friend, Ervoyce turned once again to face the carnage. He looked down briefly at the bloody and tattered remains of his traveling cloak, "Well, we've both seen better days haven't we?" After slipping off the dark cloak, he made his way back to the battle scene with renewed vigor, "You've not won yet vermin, not by a long shot."

OOC: Assuming it's time to leave now.  And we should really get in contact with a big tribe of Guosim right after vacating the Abbey. 

[Faiyloe]

Vatra heard Evoyces voice distant and uninterpretable yet strong. He was still alive and the fire of hope burned ever brighter in her. She saw a Vermin standing over the prone figure of Zanga. She ran over yelling "Leave him alone!"

OOC: If you don't like that Rachel then I can change it. 

OOC: Edited.

[Blaggut]

Ooc: Ok. I'll control one vermin at a time. Might take a bit of practice- first RP.

Bic: The side walls were begging to groan. Splinters formed around the hinges. The cold just pushed the vermin on. Meanwhile, Grund was comfortable next to a large campfire. He called an ermine captain over. "Yargin, take ya ovah a few vermin. Those men need help at that side gate. Back at the gates- The vermin shot arrows at the walltops. Agonized screams brought snarling smiles to their eyes, flames flickering in their eyes. Ash was starting to slip off the gates. The vermin licked their lips, placing their paws on their blades. Blood would gush onto the snow soon.

Ooc: Better?

[Faiyloe]

OOC: YES YES YES So much better. Huge improvement! This also gives us a clearer image of what is going on.  *Does Happy dance* 

[rachel25]

OOC: Much, and sorry Blaggut for not helping you with the vermin. I am playing a vermin character, and I should have helped you out. 
@Faiyloe, um could you please change it. I have a plan I want to fulfil. 

BIC: Zanga woke with a groan. His head was splitting. Everything was blurry. He tried to reach up, and hold his head, but couldn't. He was tied up!
Soon everything came into focus, but Zanga wished it hadn't. He could now see the trouble he was in.
He was tightly bound to a wooden stake in the middle of a tent. Just in front of him, a fire burned in a small pit. He turned his head, and saw some blankets on the ground, and a table. The table was covered in bottles, scrolls, feathers, bones, stones, and a dagger. Zanga shuddered at the sight of the weapon.
He winced as a rope dug into one of his wounds. The worry of blood loss flooded his mind, but when he looked down, he saw that all his wounds, had been bandaged. The bandages were dirty, but Zanga had not time to worry about infection, cos just then, someone came into the tent.     
"Ah your awake, at last." It was a vixen, she smiled cruelly at the bound otter. "I'm glad your up, I was worried Kuleg had killed you."
"Who are you?" Zanga didn't really care, but he just wanted to show he wasn't afraid. But one thing he was right now, was afraid.
"I am Jantar the Seer." Jantar announced, and walked over to the table. 

[Faiyloe]

Vatra ran threw the trees. Oh what she would do for a bow now. She could easily cut down the vermin with a bow but enough of that she didn't have a bow and that was that.  They were to many on the wall top it made her nervous. Where was Ervoyce? She hoped he was ok. She looked down at a group of archers.She quietly dropped down from the tree behind  them. I need to make my self angry. She thought Think angry thoughts. For once in her life she actually wanted to get the Bloodwrath and it wasn't working. Then the vermin in front of her fired off some arrows she heard the screams and she saw there wicked faces and her eyes filled with rage and fury they weren't just killing they were enjoying it. Smiling as they cut down her friends! She ran at them in raged taking them by surprise. She had killed three of them before they even knew she was there.   

[rachel25]

"Oh, a seer." Zanga couldn't trust himself to say more. His teeth had started chattering, and it wasn't from the cold.
Jantar then picked a bowl up from off the table, and the dagger. She walked over to Zanga, and knelt down beside him. "I'm sure you won't mind losing a little more blood."
Before Zanga could say anything, Jantar had cut his arm open. The wound wasn't very deep, but it still hurt.
Zanga cried out in pain as Jantar grabbed his arm, and started to squeeze the blood out of it. She caught it all in the bowl. When she decided she had enough, she stood up, and went, and sat down next to the fire.
"This is war blood!" She announced, obviously pleased.
"What the heck is war blood?" Zanga asked, before letting out a curse.
Jantar ignored him, and continued to look at her bowl. "You have travelled many a mile, never settling down, but not knowing why. Following someone without even knowing.
I see great suffering, slaughter. A terrible fox, cutting down your loved ones. You stand up to fight him, but you are cut down before you can get to him. You black out, they left you for dead." She looked up at Zanga, "All this you have forgotten. This piece of your memory, lost. But now you are battling the fox."

OOC: Blaggut, I was thinking that Grund could be the fox, Jantar's talking about. Is that alright?
@Faiyloe, could Vatra rescue Zanga, I don't want him to die yet. And it would mean another encounter with Jantar.

[Faiyloe]

Vatra was overwhelmed Soon after starting the fight The Bloodwrath had faded. She took to the trees not in fear but to find a better battle ground. She had an idea she made her way to the camp in the dark to wreak bloody havoc. She cam up behind a tent she thought she heard Zanga and stooped. then she heard it again from inside the tent she looked threw a tare in the tent and saw him tied to a stake. With a yell she cut open the side of the tent with Martins sword kicked over the table in Jantars direction and then cut the rope with a swing of the sword.

OOC: If this seems extravagant remember she is mad.   

[rachel25]

Jantar screamed in surprise, and jumped out of the table's path just in time. But it landed in the fire, and one of the bottles on the table landed in the fire also. The fire suddenly flared bright green.
Zanga seeing he was free, jumped up, and ran from the now flaming tent. He didn't get too far, he ran slap bang, into a hulking rat, but the rat was more surprised than Zanga, and slow to react. Zanga grabbed the dagger that was in the rat's belt, and stabbed him in the heart. The rat fell dead at his feet, and Zanga set off again. Into the woods.

[Faiyloe]

Vatra ran outside and cut the tent ropes then she ran after Zanga now some vermin had notice and where coming her way. She charged and took them head on killing several before turning to fallow Zanga.

[Unimaginative]

OOC: Blaggut, I also have a vermin character. Rachel , maybe Zanga and Brokentooth run into each other in the woods, and have a little duel.

BIC: Brokentooth slipped deeper into the woods. He dropped his bow as he ran, knowing it would be useless in the woods. He heard a noise, and pulled out his knife with a start.