Joel was drawing pentagrams in the sand when the gunshot rang out. Shit, Rugal must be attacking! He span around, drawing his handgun and scythe, and looked at the shooter, firing a shot right at their head.
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Drawing his bow, Dromaeus fitted a steel arrow to the string and half drew it. He made his way into the undergrowth, almost invisible, silent as a shadow. He glared through the gaps in the leaves, looking for the shooter. He passed into an area where the undergrowth had been disturde by a large creature, two sets of tracks led away. One had great paws like a huge dog, the other was clearly human. Dromaeus began to follow the tracks.
Reaching the city line Swiftrunner entered a second story window, it was thankfully abandoned. He turned to face the group once more. Peering from the window he could still see them but no longer hear them. Looking along the beach his good eye picked up his attacker, wearing raggady gear like Mike had but this looked like it offered more protection. He would meet the same fate as Micheal for attacking Swiftrunner and giving away his position.
After noting the figures scent and location Swiftrunner descended from the house and began to make his way thought the ruined streets towards where the figure was. Once close enough he would return to the beach and kill this intervening human.
After noting the figures scent and location Swiftrunner descended from the house and began to make his way thought the ruined streets towards where the figure was. Once close enough he would return to the beach and kill this intervening human.
"Laas" Dromaeus whispered, and vibrations in the air revealed a 3D picture of evrything around him, highlighting the outline of his quarry.He smiled and kept moving closer, coming around to the side of the shooter, still moving in eerie silence. When he had the human in plain view, he drew the bow to its full tension and aimed at the man's chest.
The Dude had lost his sandal in the undergrowth. He scratched his head absent-mindedly, and stooped to search for it. As he leant over, there came a crack of gunfire overhead. The Dude adjusted his specs and scanned the scene. Someone was shooting nearby, but he couldn't see. Oh, there's the sandal! It rested precariously atop an open sewer inlet. Who knows what is within?
More gunfire rang out as Swiftrunner emerged from the ruins behind his target. He had plenty of cover to advance silently and would use this confusion as a chance to strike at the group. He made his way over to where the reptillain humanoid was stalking the human.
Surprised by the human's reactions, Dromaeus slightly loosened the tension on his bow. Could the human hear him? Impossible. Dromaeus was a master of the arts of stealth, and with both his nightingale armour and the nightweaver's ring, no mortal could posibly detect his presence unless they tripped over him. More likely the human was hoping that standing up would reveal the position of whoever had fired from the beach. Dromaeus smirked. If he thought that, then he was too stupid to live. Drawing the bowstring tight again, he loosed the arow which flew with deadly accuracy and speed, straight at the man's heart. As soon as the arrow left the string, Dromaeus set the bow aside, unslung the mighty shield of Ysgramor from his back, and drew his sword.
A bowstring snap, now that was a sound Swiftrunner had missed. He was close to the human now who had yet to notice his presence. Swiftrunner had lost sight of the reptillian humanoid but could still smell him, that worried him.
Swiftrunner seized his chance grabbing the human by the leg and yanking hard taking him to the floor as the arrow sailed past the human. He then turned with his grip still on the humans leg and sprinted away dragging his quarry through the undergrowth.
Swiftrunner seized his chance grabbing the human by the leg and yanking hard taking him to the floor as the arrow sailed past the human. He then turned with his grip still on the humans leg and sprinted away dragging his quarry through the undergrowth.
Just as Dromaeus was about to stand, a movement off to his side caught his attention. A werewolf! He stayed still, his head cocked, wondering where it had come from. It didn't seem to have noticed him, but he couldn't afford to get into a close quarters fight with it so nearby. He began to retreat. Suddenly the werewolf took the human by surprise, seizing the hapless man and dragging him screaming into the undergrowth. Dromaeus breathed a quiet sigh of relief, tinged with annoyance at being robbed of his prey, which seemed to be wearing some exotic armor. He made his way back to the beach, wary of the werewolf's return.
OOC: Check the previous post. You've just been hauled away for a little chat with a werewolf.spudevil said:
As the human swung for his arm Swiftrunner spoke "Enough human!" Snarled Swiftrunner. "If I wanted you dead I would have -snarl- taken your head there." After reaching spot a relative distance away from the group Swiftrunner tossed the man aside and spoke once more "Do all humans attack those that -growl- save there lives?" That was subjective of course Swiftrunner had every intention of killing this human he just wanted to know if he could use him to stir up trouble with the group.
OOC: would have thought a werewolf would have looked more like a small deathclaw to a ranger
OOC: would have thought a werewolf would have looked more like a small deathclaw to a ranger