Olbod hurries after Armand and Sybille, gritting his teeth as he sees the Woman in bad shape. Rushing upstairs he makes no attempt to be stealthy. "Armand! Sybille! The tattoo'd man from the bridge. Did you catch him? Did you see him?"
Armand sighs, "It would have been too much to ask..." he mutters.
He points to the open door. "We've got it pinned in that room, go ahead and take point." he says.
The Huntsman jumps in shock when Olbod comes barging in and scrambles for his rifle but stops when he realizes that the hunter is not, in fact, some horrible beast looking to devour him.
The rest of the hunters make space and Olbod leads them up the stairs. He motions for them to stop once they reach the open door. It's dark on the other side, making it impossible to see anything beyond shifting shadows. You strain your other senses and pick up on the sounds of sickening crunches and panting from within.
Sybille peeks inside and shoots her gun in the general direction of the crunches.
The bark of the firearm in close quarters deafens you all for a moment. The ringing in your ears slowly fades away and you hear the sound of breaking glass from inside the room
Sybille holsters her firearm and charges into the room.
Armand darts in the wake of Sybille's shot, dashing through the stinking black powder cloud of the weapon's discharge.
He keeps his pistol raised to unload it into any attacking beast.
Olbod pushes to the head of the pack, Axe clutched firmly in both hands. "Let's finish the hunt for the night my friends, we've slain many beasts and transgresors!" Side by side with Sybille, he raises his axe and exclaims. "THE ONE TO KILL IT DRINKS FOR FREE TONIGHT!"
The three hunters rush into the apartment. It's small, with the door immediately opening into a living room/dining room. In the center there's a well-dressed sprawling on the floor, bleeding from a huge bute wound in his neck and several small gunshot wounds on his lower body. Watching him gurgle and spit up blood you'd guess he's not much longer for this world. There's a large window in this room leading to the outside. Chunks of broken glass lie on the floor and you catch sight of a huge wolf-like shape crawling through the opening just as you enter.
Olbod rushes to the window as quick as his legs can carry him, he lunges most of his body out and reaches in the direction he saw the beast crawling in an attempt to grab and pull the beast back into the room.
Sybille can't help him with that neck wound, but she can stop the beast that did that, so she rushes after Olbod, attacking the beast's legs to hinder its movements.
Armand kneels by the man, checking the wound one last time as the victim expires. He shakes his head.
Olbod does his best to grab the beast, who he can now see is had fully succumbed to the scourge, but the thing is ferociously powerful and tears away from his grip immediately. It scrambles onto the roofs adjacent to the apartment and turns back to the window and snarls at the hunters. During all this Sybille isn't able to get an opening for her hammer.
The man doesn't have any bloodvials on him but there could be some around the apartment. There's also the medical tubing downstairs, and even the living donor. Certainly enough for an impromptu transfusion.
"Damn it!" Sybille rushes to the window to see if there's any way to follow the beast right away.
Cursing and swearing, Sybille climbs through the window after the beast.
Olbod follows suit after Sybille, preparing for combat with the creature
The two hunters crawl out onto the rooftops and the beast turns and snarls, bloodlust in is eyes.
Sybille is the first to react. There's not a lot of manuevering space on the roof top - only a dozen feet between you and the beast.
Sybille doesn't waste time and rushes to the beast, striking it with non-tricked hammer.
The beast shrugs off the hammer strike and slowly rises up on its hind legs. At full height it is nearly twice the size of the hunters and it lunges forwards with frightening speed. Its jaws clamp tightly around Sybilles arms and with terrifying strength it starts dragging her towards its claws.
Scourge Beast 90/104
Sybille hits the beast in the leg with her hammer, hoping it will distract it enough for her to get out.
"Hands off cur!" Olbod hisses as his axe blade is whirled around him and into the beast.
"Hands off cur!" Olbod hisses as his axe blade is whirled around him and into the beast.
+4 bleed
The beast reels back, releasing Sybille as the hunters pound away at it. Its hind leg slips off a portion of the roof causing it to stumble momentarily before turning back and lunging at Sybille again. Claws shred her hunter armor and tear gashes in her flesh and she knows that the beast nearly has her...
43/86
"No... I wont lose... I WONT LOSE! Raaaagh!" Olbod clenches his fists and teeth as he hunches over. Wire thick strands of hair sprout from all over his body through his clothes, his mouth and nose elongating and fusing together. Eye's filling with blood until all other color is gone, a bewitching glow takes them over as drool drips down both sides of his mouth and he rises to his full height once again.
With a roar that sound's exactly like that of a beast, Olbod shouts at the creature. "BEAST BLOOD!" In an exited gravely voice that rumbles the chest of any near enough to hear it. Raising his axe with newfound strength, the beast that was once Olbod smiles the wicked grin of a hound on the hunt.
Sybille growls and sidesteps the beast's attack, transforming her weapon and striking the beast with the massive flaming hammer.
Olbod's gruesome transformation excites something within the other beast who loses all interest in Sybille. The scourge beast moves first, pouncing on Olbod in a mass of flailing limbs and gnashing teeth. This provides the perfect opportunity for Sybille to transform her weapon and pound the flaming instrument into the beast's flank.
The scourge beast bowls into Olbod, practically knocking him over. With new found vigor it sinks its teeth into his shoulder and tears away at his chest with its clawed hands. In the midst of all this carnage blood spills across the roof and the beast becomes emboldened by this.
27/86
Sybille quickly exploits the presented opportunity and strikes the distracted beast in the side.
Caught off guard by the beasts dive for him, Olbod slashes at the creatures face with his newly grown bestial claws. He screams "KILL YOU!" as he does so.
The huntress continues her assault on the beast, pounding it with the hammer and burning its flesh.
Olbod grapples with the beast, each struggling against the raw strength of each other in a pile of blood-matted fur and claws. Sybille leaps in and pounds away with her hammer causing the beast to reel and giving Olbod the chance to tear into its stomach with his claws. Intestines spill across the roof and the beast seizes and shudders before collapsing forward, lifeless.
With the beast dead an eerie silence falls on Yharnam. Only the faint scent of blood still lingers.
Olbod rolls the beast over, crouching over top of it slashing the body with claws and gnashing teeth against flesh. All the while half cackling half roaring. After a moment his bestial features begin to recede and he slowly stops tearing into the creature. He gathers his ax, dusts himself off and clears his throat before speaking. "I'm no beast, Sybille. This is too stay between us. Let us begone, I've had my fill for the night." He gives Sybille a stern, but not unkind glare. It seems as if the fight had released something that had been pent up.
Sybille suspiciously looks into Olbod's eyes, before nodding and returning to the building. "We'll need to deal with this mess."
She checks on the Huntsman before leaving the house. "How's the wounded?"
Searching for the Huntsman has taken you outside to the street. It appears the man has done his best to bandage the woman but it's not clear if she will survive
"Let's get back to the Church." Sybille points to the Huntsman. "What's your name? Can you help us transport her?"
"Christoffenson" he says with a grunt as he lifts the women up. The look on his face says that he wants to ask you questions - who are you, what happened here, that sort of the thing, but decides against it and instead leads you to the church of Oedon in silence.
It is fortunate that the Oedon chapel is open day and night to whoever needs it. The building itself is only three stories tall, nestled away near the commercial quarter. It was the first church built in Yharnam and it has history stretching all the way back to the cities founding. Now it does little more than mark the border between Yharnam and the growing cathedral ward, where dozens of churches and cathedrals many times its size are all being built at a feverish pace.
You are greeted by a lanky chapel keeper. His eyes are clouded over and his back is hunched, as if the weight of living alone would be enough to drive him to his knees. When he sees the bloody woman he rushes to tend to her, ignoring the rest of you.
You know that the chapel houses a workshop outpost in its upper floors so you could report in now, or you could disperse and wait to report back until later.
Sybille goes up to the workshop outpost to report about everything right away.
As the pair ride the elevator too the outpost above the church Olbod grasps Sybille's arm. Squeezing it tightly and reminding her with not even a glance in her direction. "Not. A. Word."
"I remember." She jerks her arm, freeing herself from Olbod.
In the workshop their is the custodian, the man charged with overseeing and maintaining the facility, and another hunter you don't recognize. Following your report the custodian commends you on you thorough handling of the refugees. Though the appearance of the scourge beast was concerning you dealt with it immediately.
The custodian notes that you've both received a stipend of 3000gp after your mission.