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Post by Sweeney Terrier on Oct 28, 2015 19:21:00 GMT -5
Vlad doesn't even have to take a deep inhale through his nose before his face twitches a little and he makes a look of disgust at smelling that foul odor from before. He growled a little at this, glaring ferociously at his adversaries,"Oh yeah, as if your higher numbers wasn't enough of an advantage." Regardless however, he tried to stand his ground, even though the aroma from the root in question was unbearable.
Should've sucked up some blood while I could've or maybe just lap some up he thought to himself soon taking a step back, gripping the dagger tightly, (and the other paw on his nose actually, trying to block out that terrible stench), expecting the raccoons to advance towards him, whether or not he'd stay still.
He then glared to them, and just sighed as he practically ordered them, meaning to insult them, "If you're gonna attack, just do it already. If you're gonna hide behind that piece of what I'll bet is garlic, then go be a bunch of gardeners."
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Post by Bishop on Oct 29, 2015 16:00:33 GMT -5
"...Thanks...?" Bishop said to the chipmunk questioningly. Not his type of weapon at all; he almost dropped it as soon as he took hold of it. He didn't realise maces were so top-heavy that it almost dragged his arm to the ground. "Should probably tie up that bandit out front too," he added, a slight strain in his voice from trying to look like he had no problems with wielding the mace. He checked its stats and saw a STR requirement of 5. d**n, just one stat short. At least it could be useful for someone else.
This time he actually left the church, noticing the bandit still snoozing away and wondered what this universe made their coins out of to be so effective for hitting others with. He headed back to the forest in the direction he was pointed.
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Post by babclayman on Oct 30, 2015 14:43:16 GMT -5
(I hear from; Mizan, that she may need to drp, from this RP. So...That means; when Bishop posts, it is...SHADOW'S TURN! 83 Looking forward to seeing your turn, Shadow! ;3)
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Oct 31, 2015 12:10:43 GMT -5
Shadow looked at his staff and then followed behind Clayton, making sure he'll stick by him at all times. "How to play your instrument?" Shadow asked. "It's a string instrument, so you pluck the strings . . . I think." he said, eyeing to the group of raccoons.
"Well, whilst you figure out how to play your instrument, I'll figure out how to use this staff." he added.
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Post by Sweeney Terrier on Nov 1, 2015 23:52:52 GMT -5
(24 hours without Raine so it is General's turn.)
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Post by Stirfry on Nov 2, 2015 17:40:24 GMT -5
Sandy scanned the scene and noticed Vlad being piled on and she sighed. He is a male vampire. He should be able to throw those bandits off him and escape... Well, she'll have to save him... But there is no way that she is taking on 7 combat hardened bandits... How to move them? Well, they came here for riches, so maybe that's how she will get them to leave. She begins looking to see if she can see any place that the bandits are putting their loot.
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Post by babclayman on Nov 2, 2015 18:49:06 GMT -5
(I also notice; Raine has more than Six Strikes, so he isn' in the Post Order, for Two Weeks. Meaning, It is; General's turn, after Shadow's turn! ;3)
The Raccoon Bandits seem to find it amusing, that Vlad thinks what they have is Garlc. Four of the Raccoon's seem to pin Vlad, as anothr has the root at his muzzle, to see how he acts to it.
With Bishop trying to get back to the group, he also sees some horses, that have their leads stuck on some poles, that likely get like that, as the Raccoon Bandits scare them, with the attack. There are probably; Two or three. One looking oldr, one looking a bit plump, even for a Horse, and one looking small, but with some youth.
The Bandits were call to; Vlad, as they loot, so what they have may be where they do the lootng, if that is some help?
It may also be possible that; Bishop may cross paths, with Sandy.
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"I don' even know how to play this thing!" Clayton eyes the instrument, he then considers what Sandy suggests, and maybe it would help, if he uses it, to tackle them, on the heads. He then perks his ears, thinking of Sandy; "Where the heck is she!?" Clayton eyes about, sounding annoy in his Tone.
"Just hope, their things they have on, affect their speed, Eh?" Clayton eyes Shadow, as he tries to rub his paws agains the instument, in his paws.
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Post by Sweeney Terrier on Nov 2, 2015 19:03:08 GMT -5
Vladimir growls as begins to wriggle and squirm in the bandits' grasp, but the root only seemed to bother Vlad's nose...nothing else. After a few seconds and wriggling, Vlad soon sent his right arm in a swinging motion, tossing a bandit a few yards away. He blinked at this and grinned, still growling as he thought to himself, I almost forgot how strong vampires could be
With one arm free, Vladimir was at least able to swat away the root, even though it caused a stinging sensation to his paw and then began trying to remove the other bandits.
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Post by Bishop on Nov 3, 2015 15:04:10 GMT -5
It wasn't long before Bishop happened upon a large stockpile of bags of similar style and quality to the one he hid earlier. It seemed the bandits had either left in a hurry, or it was a trap. The bags were covered in some loose branches, but not hidden that well. He cautiously scanned the trees for anyone, but came up with nothing. Oh well, free loot. He gleefully bounded towards it. It was probably his best haul since that steak dinner he stole from the Dearly kitchen the previous day. The fact that it was also his only haul since the previous day wasn't important.
He scanned the forest once more before approaching the loot to check the bags. Teammates? What are those? Inside the bags he saw about what he expected to see: money, jewellery, some strange rocks, and of course weapons. He almost cut himself reaching inside the latter to get himself a plain dagger. Crude, but at least it had a pointy end.
Oh yeah, those teammates. Well, at least now he could help fight since apparently most of his team had no chance of outrunning even the slowest of tortoises. He hid the remainder of the loot a bit better then continued on.
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Nov 4, 2015 8:47:15 GMT -5
Shadow nodded to Clayton. "We should find Sandy then." he said.
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Post by Stirfry on Nov 4, 2015 21:09:31 GMT -5
Sandy soon spotted Bishop with the bags of loot. "Hey! Good job! Uh... They just left these unguarded? Wow... Yeah it's bot going to be hard to outsmart these geniuses. The bandits are busy torturing Vlad. I saw some horses in the town, take what you want from the loot Then we tie it up to one of the horses and set it off. If they're as dumb as I think they are, they will all go after the loot... And if anything goes wrong we improvise." She said to him.
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Post by babclayman on Nov 5, 2015 4:44:39 GMT -5
Considering, it is just Vlad agains; EIGHT Bandits, it isn' that difficult for more to pile on him, practically sitting on his legs, and one on his body! The Bandits did take something, from their loot, though...Silver! As one tries to get the root, in their paws, another takes a piece of silver, and presses it agains; Vlad's fur, with it feeling like they pressing a brnding iron agains his fur.
Bishop may wish to make sure, he doesn' ct himself...at leas, not without a way to wsh it, near him. How's he take to Sandy's approach?
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"I think trying to help him, is a more urgent task than; where Sandy has wonder about to!" Clayton tells Shadow. He tries rubbing his paws, on the instrument, but it sounds a bit more like a mess of string noises. Clayton tries to think of a song, to get their attention, he then perks his ears, and starts howling a song, he hear Roger compose before.
This Howling gets a puzzle look, from the Raccoons, and they al eye in; Clayton's direction, still pressing the silver on; Vlad.
Clayton notices this; "Darn..." He knows he probably wouldn' be able to tackle six or eight of these Raccoons, as he thinks to himself; "Anything able to help here!?"
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Post by Sweeney Terrier on Nov 5, 2015 12:15:24 GMT -5
Vlad growled and let out a howl of pain and anger as the silver touched. I guess in this world vampires are weak to anything that affects werewolves.
Where were those pups he called friends? Were they deaf or daft? One thing he was certain about, they weren't suffering at all like he was at the moment.
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Post by Bishop on Nov 5, 2015 18:02:19 GMT -5
Bishop stared blankly as Sandy spoke at a million miles per hour: so fast that he had to go back and re-read the script. "Oh, well sure." He briefly poked through the bags again and pocketed one of the glowing blue rocks. He felt somewhat disappointed by having to sacrifice all the loot to save Vlad and probably the rest of the group, but he likely would have had to give it up at the town anyway to stay on their good side. Nevertheless, Sandy was the genius after all so he went along with her plan for now. "I know where the horses are," he nodded as he started to drag one of the lighter bags. They had been tied a short distance inside the forest from the town for some reason.
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Post by Shadow Dearly on Nov 6, 2015 7:43:07 GMT -5
As Clayton got the raccoons' attention, Shadow eyed to his staff, whilst everyone else were busy with their own plans and/or problems. This was an opportunity to learn how to use said staff. If only Shadow had a spellbook, this would be a lot easier. Besides does this thing work anyway. Anyway, for starters, Shadow began twirling the staff in a circle, the orb sparkling just a tad, and Shadow hoped that this would be something that can be taken advantage, and not go horribly wrong.
"I think my staff is working," Shadow whispered to Clayton.
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