06-17-2017, 08:16 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-17-2017, 08:17 PM by Harlan Higgs.
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It was easy to see the flat land before them as the God and the pretender neared the edges of the mountainous area. Enel pointed at a low flat plateau a few hundred yards away. "There. I have sensed it. The next item will fall there."
Hendy nodded and continued onwards, his rough boots finding purchase in the scree of the hillside. Inside his pocket, he fingered the assembled necklace. He was no mage, not by any means, but he'd dabbled with enough of them to have been taught enough to recognize power when it was around him. The necklace surged with it, the simple assembly of feather, chain, tooth, and clasp a potent vessel of might and strength.
As they walked, he realized he could feel something resonating from it, something that made his concealed fangs prick and the hairs on the back of his neck raise. It was resonating with his Beast, the intangible spirit of rage and violence every Cainite carried within them, ready to explode and go on a mass murdering spree if the vampire was slightly or blood starved. A useful ability to pull out of your ass, but unreliable and... frightening .
There was no stopping a vampire under the effects of the Red Rage, the blood haze. Nothing short of sheer destruction could stop their bloody trails. Which is why Hendy decided this totem was best used as a last resort. If he lost control of his senses before the time was right, he'd be ruined for nothing. At least in the sense of this contest.
In a way he envied the false god he was walking with. Enel had no self doubt about his divinity, even if it was just a manifestation of his personal abilities. Coming from the sky, ruling over supplicants. Heh. There was a degree of similarity between the two Primes, even if Harlan gussied his methodology up in fancy terms like "community" and "legitimate business interests".
They finally reached the foothills of the mountainous terrain and proceeded into a sea of scrubgrass and bushes, lumps of earth sticking up around them like ice cream scoops that slowly receded into flatter ground.
Hendy nodded and continued onwards, his rough boots finding purchase in the scree of the hillside. Inside his pocket, he fingered the assembled necklace. He was no mage, not by any means, but he'd dabbled with enough of them to have been taught enough to recognize power when it was around him. The necklace surged with it, the simple assembly of feather, chain, tooth, and clasp a potent vessel of might and strength.
As they walked, he realized he could feel something resonating from it, something that made his concealed fangs prick and the hairs on the back of his neck raise. It was resonating with his Beast, the intangible spirit of rage and violence every Cainite carried within them, ready to explode and go on a mass murdering spree if the vampire was slightly or blood starved. A useful ability to pull out of your ass, but unreliable and... frightening .
There was no stopping a vampire under the effects of the Red Rage, the blood haze. Nothing short of sheer destruction could stop their bloody trails. Which is why Hendy decided this totem was best used as a last resort. If he lost control of his senses before the time was right, he'd be ruined for nothing. At least in the sense of this contest.
In a way he envied the false god he was walking with. Enel had no self doubt about his divinity, even if it was just a manifestation of his personal abilities. Coming from the sky, ruling over supplicants. Heh. There was a degree of similarity between the two Primes, even if Harlan gussied his methodology up in fancy terms like "community" and "legitimate business interests".
They finally reached the foothills of the mountainous terrain and proceeded into a sea of scrubgrass and bushes, lumps of earth sticking up around them like ice cream scoops that slowly receded into flatter ground.
Quote:Hendy and Enel moving from E4 to A6.
“I don’t wanna be a product of my environment. I want my environment to be a product of me.”