Battle at Midnight (Red XIV vs. Anyone)

[Red XIV]

(OOC: Alright, this is my first RPB post, so bear with me. I need some practice and I've read a lot of other people's.)


Baron von Rechier sat in his cave, next to the fire he had built, hours earlier. The fire was dwindling down to mere embers. Sparks flew up from the dying flames. The logs were burnt up. The fire let off little heat. Rechier didn't care, however.

Rechier was a werewolf. He had been one for years, 624 to be precise. Aging had stopped. Being a werewolf was terrible. Even though, back in his homeland, he was a cruel man, being a werewolf was worse. Every full-moon, turning into that savage beast. The transformation was horrible. Hair protruded from your skin. Fangs grew out of you teeth. Then, you run through the forests, killing anything you see, destroying all. You turn mad. Then, you wake up, naked, somewhere in the forest, next to a mutilated body of a child...

Rechier had been looking for a cure for years, but there appeared to be none. And, today was the full-moon. It was only hours away. He looked around the cave. Moss and fungus grew on the walls of the stony prison, as it appeared to Rechier. Rechier sat near the fire for a couple more hours, until he felt it. The transformation had begun.

Hair grew out of his skin. His teeth turned into large fangs. He grew long claws. His eyes turned dark red. He looked like a demon wolf from Hell.

He ran out into the woods, under the light of the moon. He used his keen sense of smell to try to detect meat. And he had... Up in a clearing near his cave, a traveler sat next to his fire. It could be Rechier's next meal...

[Atma-Noah]

(First battle with Knor. Beast vs Half-Beast should be interesting no?)

Knor had been travelling for quite some time now. Rumours of a legend had reached his ears. A strange wolf had been attacking for centuries. People say that this wolf is in fact; "A man who can change only when the moon is full." Another Laguz? Out this far? I must go see. Knor recalled the thought. He had entered this region a little less then a month ago. He had made his way from village to city asking anyone he could talk to about this man who could transform.

What little information he gathered led him here. A forest. The fall season had taken it's effect early on the collection of trees and foliage. The leaves had changed from green to red, yellow, and orange and fallen to the ground creating a sea of colours. Knor had waded through this sea only hours before and now found himself in a clearing. It was a full moon tonight and he would spend it in this forest. If indeed another Laguz rested here he would find it, and if it was some other beast with powers similar to Laguz he would learn of it...tonight.

Night came and the moon illuminated the forest. Casting shadows and giving way to all manners of creatures. Knor found his eyes fixed on the fire he had made from what dead branches he could find and listening to the sounds around him. The fire crackled but Knor did not flinch. Something had finally come to join him. Knor could hear it circling in the safety of the trees.

"My ears do not deceive me. Your low growls give you away. You think I shall be your next meal no? I'm afraid you expect too much from me. I think I'm a bit too tough for your tastes. Beast! Your hungry and you'll loose what little control you have as your hunger grows. This will be your downfall...RARRRRH!"

Knor's roar would let any creature know that he was prepared to fight. From beside him Knor swept his axe into his right hand and turned towards the beast. Upon nearing his new adversary Knor leapt over the feral creature and landed behind. He knows these woods better then I do so I shall make him fight in the clearing. I will also see what manner of beast this is. Knor thought. Turning around and slashing diagonally at the beast's hind feet Knor let out another roar.

[Red XIV]

Rechier did a backflip, to dodge the axe of the strange traveler. The axe managed to scrap his tendon, slightly, causing Rechier's fall to be painful. He landed with a thud on the hard ground, a little dark blood covering the leaves. But, being a werewolf, Rechier didn't feel pain that much... However, Rechier was getting angry. He howled at the moon and got ready to strike again. The forest seemed to quiver after Rechier's horrendous howl.

The man, Knor, had beast-like reflexes and motions. The way he had swung that axe. It seemed familiar... And now Rechier was trapped in the clearing. Rechier was used to attacking his prey from behind. This should be a challenge... But if he defeats the man, it will give a hefty reward; meat.

Rechier snarled at the man, his fangs bared, covered in blood, saliva, and other goo. It was very dark, but the fire illuminated the man's face. The man looked odd. Rechier couldn't place it...

The werewolf jumped at the man, mouth agape, claws out, ready to snap. The moon hung above. Rechier was in for a challenge...

(Sorry that it is so short, Atma. Just getting the hang of this stuff...)

[Atma-Noah]

Knor reacted as quickly as he could. When his opponent had begun it's decent towards Knor. Knor atempted to roll under the beast and slash it's underbelly. After completing the action Knor rose. His back facing the werewolf. A low growl escaped Knor's clenched teeth.

"It seems you actions are quicker than I had anticipated. It's a shame you are not another Laguz. I could have forgiven you for the scars these are going to leave." Knor said in a stoic tone with a hint of disbelief. Knor could feel the blood dripping down his back from the six new formed scratches down his back. Knor took a quick glance at his axe but wasn't able to tell if the was any blood on it.

Knor decided that it was his turn to go on the attack. Knor ran to his left beginning to try to circle his opponent. Once he had gotten to the werewolf's left side however he stopped. As his feet halted by the sudden command many leaves were carried into the air. Just as I thought the leaves are quite dry. Knor thought as he carried through with his next action in haste.

Knor had taken a unique stance. His back was arced and his left foot was ahead of his right. His left arm was streched seemingly reaching for the axe in his right. Without warning he attacked. With great force his feet pushed off the ground all the while his upper body began to turn clockwise. Once off the ground his legs followed suit.

Knor spun in the air twice and with each time the momentum seemed to increase. The spinning also served another purpose it seemed that it had covered the distance from where Knor was a moment before to where the werewolf had postioned itself. Hopefully.... Knor thought as he released what momentum he had built in one great swing towards the feral creature.

(Sorry it's been awhile to reply.)

[Red XIV]

As the Laguz spun towards Rechier, a gust of wind blew through the clearing, blowing the leaves up. Rechier was knocked off balance by the winds and then blinded by the multi-colored leaves. A moment later, the Laguz hit, his axe hitting Rechier in the neck. After the attack, the winds died down and the leaves settled.

Rechier was knocked upwards by the hit and landed on the ground with a loud thud. Blood was dripping from the light wound on his neck. Rechier was gasping for breath and whining, clutching at his neck with his claws. Rechier's body was writhing and squirming in the dirt. Rechier couldn't breathe.

The moon above was starting to be blocked out by the clouds.

Rechier managed to stand up, his legs shaking, his black blood, glistening on his matted fur. Rechier managed to let out a weak howl. Rechier, tired and injured, managed to lunge at Knor. Rechier rolled forward and tried to kick the Laguz's legs out from under him.

(OOC: Sorry it was short...again. We know who won this one...)

[Atma-Noah]

Knor just watched as his opponent squirmed after his blow connected. His face seemed to show a tad bit of disappointment that his opponent had not gotten back up on it's feet. Knor had thought of this too soon.

His feral adversary had lunged towards him at an incredible force. Knor's own carelessness had got the better of him. His mind had become blurred with pain as he heard a popping sound come from under him. His right knee gave way and caused Knor to trip over it. His beast like reflexes took over before his mind could clear itself. His hands clutched the ground trying to break his fall.

The smell of the dry earth tried to soothe Knor. Just close your eyes and rest. His mind echoed through the pain that had erupted from his broken leg. Deep inside him however a stronger voice screamed for him to get up and finish his enemy off.

Knor turned onto his back and looked for his axe. He swiped it up in his left hand and placed it under his right knee. His teeth clenched as his right hand found the hilt and both his hands turned with great force. The pain of the newly reset knee throbbed but Knor had no time to think about it.

Knor readied his axe and looked for the werewolf. A small glistening that the fire caught gave his opponent away. Slowly Knor raised to an almost upright position.

"You'll have to do more than break more bones to have a feast tonight wolf."

Knor widely swinging the axe in a cleaving motion hoped to catch the beast. Halfway through the swing Knor turned the axe and swung back upwards but not before his right knee reminded him just how far it was going to let him move. Gripping it with his left hand Knor looked to see if his blows had connected with the beast.