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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


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    [challenge] I Was Lightning Before the Thunder [Ivar]
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    ivar’s stats:
    - smokey black dun tobiano stallion
    - 5 years old
    - 17.1 hh
    - build is most similar to a trakehner
    - equus kelpus: dragon scales, sharp teeth, tactile hypnosis, supernatural attractiveness, the ability to breathe underwater, and looks like <a href=https://i.pinimg.com/736x/cf/df/b9/cfdfb9d571a2f8f4cc35cd32efe02c72--mythological-creatures-mythical-creatures.jpg>this</a> underwater

    strength: 6
    speed: 5
    agility: 7
    intuition: 10
    accuracy: 10
    experience:1


    <link href='http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Yanone+Kaffeesatz:200' rel='stylesheet' type='text/css'><center><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="450px"><tr><td><div style="background-color: #ABBBA7; padding-bottom: 2px; border-top: 10px solid #075675;"> <div style="font-family: Yanone Kaffeesatz; text-align: center; font-size: 40px; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 15px; letter-spacing: 4px; margin-top: 2px; margin-bottom: -10px; color: #075675; "><center><img src=http://25.media.tumblr.com/adf78ab94c9a081c660f5c9ad92c6974/tumblr_mp5r7yx9XY1sx2peuo1_500.gif><br></center><b>I V A R</b><span style="font-size: 13px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: 1px; color:#093649; "><br> i'll use you as a makeshift gauge of how much to give and how much to take</span></div><div style="font-family: times; font-size: 12px; color: #075675; margin: 10px; text-align: justify; background-color: #ebebeb; padding: 10px; border-top: 1px dotted #6b6b6b; border-bottom: 1px dotted #075675; line-height: 12px;">
    With the more enjoyable part of autumn come and gone, Ivar is on the hunt for alternate forms of entertainment.

    The idea of engaging in diplomacy briefly entertains him, which is why he had gone to Ischia in search of Krone. The novelty of that had faded quickly – there was neither enough fighting nor fucking to keep him interested in politics for any length of time. That was why he’d given the responsibility to Heda, after all, one less thing to be responsible for.

    Instead, he is making his way to the challenge grounds to search for something a little more invigorating than destroying the sharks in Nerine.

    He is unstoppable in the water, but he has never pitted himself against something of equal value on dry land.

    The creature within him argues that such an exercise is pointless; why practice for something that he’ll never need? Yet the piebald kelpie enters the challenge grounds with a shake of his still-damp mane. He makes eye contact with the first horse he finds, and when he recognizes the lavender pegasus he grins widely.

    What fortunate luck.

    Their battle begins as many do, with Ivar circling the winged stallion. This is the advantage of the first move. Chivalry is useless and was created by weaklings; Ivar would never give up the chance to take the first attack. Each step he takes allows him to limber up, something he does not truly need after his jaunt here from the southern sea. The two of them strike up an agreement for a far distant future; Ivar wonders if Klaudius might have altered the terms if he knew that Ivar has been futilely trying for children for nearly three years and with hundreds of women.

    No reason to tell him that, Ivar think idly as he studies the other stallion. There is little difference in their heights and neither are especially extreme in any equine aspect. The most obvious difference between them (beside the purple against the black) is Klaudius feathered wings and Ivar’s mantle of defensive scales. Neither would be truly comfortable in the other’s true element, but here on the flat and bone dry clay of the Challenge Lands, they seem an equal match.

    <i>Seem.</i>

    This battle will determine the truth of that.

    Ivar attacks without warning, shifting from just another step on his circling trot around Klaudius to galloping toward him at a full canter. The late afternoon sun is behind him, not quite dipped below the western horizon. The sharp left turn he has taken points him directly at the lavender horse, who had previously been roughly a dozen yards away. It seems as though the piebald stallion means to simply run Klaudius down (and truly some part of him does want to see the other man cower in fear and turn tail), and not until he is only a few feet away does his angle change.

    At that same moment, he digs in his hooves, stopping as quickly as he can. Meanwhile, his grinning mouth is now wide and gaping, reaching for the joint where Klaudius’ left wing meets his body. Jagged and sharp, the teeth that line the kelpie’s jaw are meant for shredding, and that is what Ivar would try to do if he made direct contact with his opponent’s wing. He has no intention of making this easy for the other stallion, nor of playing gentle as though this was a simple mock.

    Ivar fights to the death or to submission; whichever comes first.

    Regardless of the way the other horse moves or reacts, Ivar’s sharp teeth reach for the softness of his nearest exposed flesh, knowing that a debilitating wound on the wing will be most useful, but willing to settle for any spilling of blood he can achieve.

    This is so much better than the nap he’d been thinking about taking this afternoon, Ivar thinks as his teeth close down (on some part of his opponent, he hopes).
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    RE: I Was Lightning Before the Thunder [Ivar] - by Ivar - 12-28-2017, 11:48 AM



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