Wolves and Warlocks (Open RP)
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"No, because I'm certain just walking in on you and Ark snogging will be a completely tolerable clue-in. 'Whoops, sorry sis, I just went to the grocery before I remembered, but whatever, ignore the fact that I didn't tell you I'm with the Succubi you're paranoid about.'. Yes, you should tell her." Sacri sighed, "I'm getting more sarcastic than normal, I'm going for a drink. Goddamn job."
Sacri walks out, with some others in similar clothes. His face is unreadable again, as it was when he was trying to kill Sev. you see a new addition to his outfit, a sidearm in a thigh holster, as he gathers gear from the other monks they leave the bar, looking back to Ark dancing one last time, he chuckles and exits "Some weeding to do"
Hume layed down and watched as the younger pups played together and the older ones gathered around the newbie hunter, our young recently dead pup. He was regailing them about how he had "beaten back death and nearly ripped every limb off of his attacker", the fallen Sev.
Inside, Hume was still angered at this fact and he wasn't alone. The entire pack had the air of rage at this insult. Killing the pup would have been a tragedy but EATING HIM was cause for them to go out and murder him and everyone around him...at least, it would be in the old pack. Hume had come to realize that his old pack was much more vicious than his new one. With them, if one of the pack was injured then everyone avalible would go out and exterminate the nearest group that they assumed the attacker belonged to, after all if there's a human hiking nearby, wouldn't you assume that he was a part of the nearest town of humans? In this pack though, they would get angry about one of them being injured but would focus more on defending their own then seeking vengance.
This though, went beyond just being injured and even then, they would only kill the fallen who did this, not blaming the entire group for what happened, especially after learning from the alpha about how another fallen had revived the pup.
Hume stood up then. He wasn't as accepting of this as everyone else. He felt that it was unnatural to accept that they would attack this one person, when so many had invaded their territory and treated them like kindly beasts. He felt that they should teach invaders why they own the forest, just like the humans and fallen own their little towns.
That little bit of him from the old pack just wouldn't die. He knew he shouldn't do or even think anything like that. The forest was everyone's, not just the Wolven'sand noone had a claim to it, something the Wolven have shown others many times before, even their own.
Still, the fire in his heart that wanted revenge wouldn't burn out so he decided to go for a walk through their territory, hoping that a walk would cool it.
Inside, Hume was still angered at this fact and he wasn't alone. The entire pack had the air of rage at this insult. Killing the pup would have been a tragedy but EATING HIM was cause for them to go out and murder him and everyone around him...at least, it would be in the old pack. Hume had come to realize that his old pack was much more vicious than his new one. With them, if one of the pack was injured then everyone avalible would go out and exterminate the nearest group that they assumed the attacker belonged to, after all if there's a human hiking nearby, wouldn't you assume that he was a part of the nearest town of humans? In this pack though, they would get angry about one of them being injured but would focus more on defending their own then seeking vengance.
This though, went beyond just being injured and even then, they would only kill the fallen who did this, not blaming the entire group for what happened, especially after learning from the alpha about how another fallen had revived the pup.
Hume stood up then. He wasn't as accepting of this as everyone else. He felt that it was unnatural to accept that they would attack this one person, when so many had invaded their territory and treated them like kindly beasts. He felt that they should teach invaders why they own the forest, just like the humans and fallen own their little towns.
That little bit of him from the old pack just wouldn't die. He knew he shouldn't do or even think anything like that. The forest was everyone's, not just the Wolven'sand noone had a claim to it, something the Wolven have shown others many times before, even their own.
Still, the fire in his heart that wanted revenge wouldn't burn out so he decided to go for a walk through their territory, hoping that a walk would cool it.
The city slums barely had machinery in them, existing in a state of the Dark Ages before technology took off. A squad of monks led by Sacri armed with heavy assault rifles marched silently over the wall of a mafia mansion, the entire mafia body would be here tonight for they're bi-yearly meeting. Keepers had been sending men into this city for months to do this, and a small regiment had formed. Sacri waited as his men spread throughout the mansion, getting inside unnoticed and silently took the main-and only gate in or out of the fortress. Then exactly 15 seconds later, in a ballroom filled to the brim with people, shots rained throughout, from above and on the ground, mowing down people and hemming them in with corpses, Sacri stood on the rafters, sniping off leaders and armed guards faster than they could pull out their weapons. After months of gathering and planning, the destruction of this pathetic enemy was complete. The monks checked for survivors, and kicked any they found until they were dead, all in all, about 600 leaders of one of the top mafias, and many more of the best mafia hitmen and thugs in this half of the continent lay dead, the mansion and it's expansive ground meaning that the shots sounded simply like a hard party to the slumdwellers, meanwhile, Sacri picked up the burnt remains of pages and books that looked like three Keeper notebooks less ornate than his own out of a fire, they were mostly destroyed, but he salvaged something, and gave them to someone who left and would bring them safely back to the Monastery outside the city, where they could talk to the Wolven tribes about letting them take the captured wealth and weapons in exchange for knowledge and alliance. Mutilated, beaten, shredded corpses littered the ground, and in the fifteen seconds it took for the monks to get in, the same amount it took them to be off the property, with spoils.
One minute later, after one half hour in all, Sacri came back into the club, having washed the blood out of his clothes, and walked over to Ark, looking perfectly identical, but if she could sense auras, she'd sense the aura of a recent many kills around him.
One minute later, after one half hour in all, Sacri came back into the club, having washed the blood out of his clothes, and walked over to Ark, looking perfectly identical, but if she could sense auras, she'd sense the aura of a recent many kills around him.
I wanted to make it clear how protective of their own the Monks can get, they will come in and Black Ops all over you if you manage to kill any of them, doubly so in this case because the dead were apprentices, still in training. I also wanted to establish how Chaotic in alignment they can be. Plus, this will do interesting things to the political situation of the underground.
Ark gently put her hand on Sacri's shoulder, being suspicious of him leaving with a firearm. "I'm just going to ignore that." she said feeling all the pain and suffering. quickly removing her hand Ark looked back at Fran. "Again the choice is yours, she'll get suspicious if we're standing here talking for so long."
"Specially if it means I can get away from you after upsetting you." Sacri was obviously sorry for letting her see the slaughter, but he also seemed to know there wasn't anything he could do to fix it, and he walked over to the bar, filling a glass with some hard liquor
Peter snapped out of his trance-like state. He noticed Sacri.
"Oh. Hi, who are you?"
"Oh. Hi, who are you?"
Great. Just when I get back, everyone has left.