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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


    [PQ - in progress] Ultraviolence; Carnage
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    Warlight

     

    Her life had been short. After she had answered Carnage's call in Pangea she hadn't lasted long - only long enough to produce a child and loose one important battle. But she had not rested in the afterlife, even if she never thought she would see the land of the living again, she had not allowed herself to wallow.

    She had fought that battle every day.
    She had ripped him open in one hundred different ways.

    And when crossed Nikkia's river of life and death, her body had been remade, and she had felt strength as she never had before.

    Yet, it was not enough.

    She was little more than prey still, like the creature whose antlers she wore. So she tells her mate she is going to the field, and leaves Tephra behind with a blink of her long-lashed eyes.

    When she wakes, Warlight stands at the base of the mountain. She would not cheat the pilgrimage to teleport any further up. No, she begins the arduous climb with her head lowered, conserving energy for a journey she knows will last well into the night.

    Hours pass, she falls, she stands, she climbs, and she forms the words she wants to say. The stars come out, and despite the howling of the wind, it is a brilliantly clear night. But finally, as she reaches a plateau that looks like it could be the edge of the world, she halts.

    "Carnage!" Warlight calls to the Dark God in a voice that does not betray her exhaustion, as a sudden burst of adrenaline infuses life into her tired body. It was not the first time she had called on him, and it was not the first time she had been prepared to do his bidding.  "I am a warrior, but my strength is nothing in the field." There was little use for her antlers when magic ran rampant, and no matter how well she trained her body, her strength and speed were nearly useless when matched against the traits of others. "I'm asking for the power to level the field, to have the chance to fight a battle where the winner is decided by teeth, hooves anthers and claws."

    — soul as sweet as blood red jam —




    Warlight is asking for Trait Negation and would give up her emotional telepathy. She knows something is weird since she came back to life (winning the emotional telepathy in a quest) but doesn't really know she has the trait.
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    Ultraviolence; Carnage - by Warlight - 06-15-2020, 03:37 PM
    RE: Ultraviolence; Carnage - by Carnage - 06-26-2020, 06:18 PM
    RE: Ultraviolence; Carnage - by Warlight - 08-09-2020, 03:51 PM



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