04-03-2017, 10:25 AM
The ever-present darkness of the Pale Moors loomed almost palpably around every corner. Behind every tree, every loose bit of scrub and pale, sad looking shrubbery, in every ditch and hole that pockmarked the gray, bleak landscape, there was naught but mist and shadows, flickering in the dim light of the non-existent sun. Sounds of shuffling and movement among the trees off to the side of the path came to prominence now and then, some hardy (or lucky) animal surviving among the moors moving away from the primes as they made their way through.
It was dark, and eerie, but peaceful and uneventful enough. At least for a time.
Then the Liberator Aides of the hunters lit up. Screens flared to life, with a hiss of static, before opening up to a radar screen. Shown on the device was a long blip, the shape of Nebula's symbol outlined in clear red, closing in quickly. First it was just one. Then a second appeared, off to one side. Then two more, from another direction. And more, flickering into presence on the radar alert, pouring out of the trees further down the path.
All manner of monstrosities of the Moors shambled and burst forth to plant themselves in the way, weapons both natural and manufactured poised at the ready. Thirteen pairs of eyes, gleaming and shining red in the mist, glared forth, fixated on Ash and Chara. It didn't look at all as if it was going to end peacefully.
Further along the trail, Revan, Sombra and Celestia had their own problems. A massive beast, skin like stone and dripping what looked like tar, came crashing down out of the sky, great wings spread. Foul, black fluid dropped from a fanged maw, steaming and hissing as it touched the ground. With a wordless, snarling roar, it flexed claws and a bladed tail, prepared to leap into the fray.
It was dark, and eerie, but peaceful and uneventful enough. At least for a time.
Then the Liberator Aides of the hunters lit up. Screens flared to life, with a hiss of static, before opening up to a radar screen. Shown on the device was a long blip, the shape of Nebula's symbol outlined in clear red, closing in quickly. First it was just one. Then a second appeared, off to one side. Then two more, from another direction. And more, flickering into presence on the radar alert, pouring out of the trees further down the path.
All manner of monstrosities of the Moors shambled and burst forth to plant themselves in the way, weapons both natural and manufactured poised at the ready. Thirteen pairs of eyes, gleaming and shining red in the mist, glared forth, fixated on Ash and Chara. It didn't look at all as if it was going to end peacefully.
Further along the trail, Revan, Sombra and Celestia had their own problems. A massive beast, skin like stone and dripping what looked like tar, came crashing down out of the sky, great wings spread. Foul, black fluid dropped from a fanged maw, steaming and hissing as it touched the ground. With a wordless, snarling roar, it flexed claws and a bladed tail, prepared to leap into the fray.
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Ash and Chara: Darkling patrol squad.
-- Twelve regular underlings, considered to have 1 in ever stat.
-- One Darkling sergeant, with stats of 2/1/1/2
-- Every one of them has the Survival power, along with Physical Strength and Ranged Proficiency.
-- They wield various weaponry, as well as anything natural (fangs, claws, etc.)
Revan, Sombra, Celestia: Darkling Wild Guard
-- Four meter tall gargoyle
-- Stats are 3/3/3/1
-- Has the Survival and Flight powers, and the Physical Strength, Ranged and Remote Control proficiencies
-- Has large claws on all four limbs, fangs, a bladed tail nearly six meters long
-- Can spit acidic tar, and is covered in a similar substance
Everyone has one post to deal with the threat, up to 1,000 words. You have three days to make said post.