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I'm sorry for the part my own absence has played in this. Had a lot going on in real life 98actually filed for bankruptcy this morning) and haven't been as communicative as I should have. When it was good, it was very good and I think we can all take a valuable learning experience from this.
I'm good with that too. I think part of the fatigue comes from the sort of foreign openness of the current setting.
Having returned to her normal size, Sigrun looks up ast the jackal headed creature attacks, her body shrugging off the hunger effects as she rushes forward to meet the creature head on
"Hobbes, do you think you can tag the fleeing one?" Sigrun asks quickly, looking toward the window.
Quickly turning to strike at the fleeing dragon's back, before focusing on the ghost, using the additional reach to strike.
sorry schedule flipped around for a couple weeks, training for work. Back to my normal schedule next week.
As her tremendously resilient body shrugs off the majority of the damage the dragon tries to deliver, Sigrun is distracted by the sight of Percy collapsing as she returns it's attacks.
Dragon Alexei's taunting comment elicits laughter from Sigrun as the dragon's claws barely manage to score her almost glacier-like skin. "I'm about to get even meaner little one." she says, launcing another series of attacks.
Sigrun unleashes her rage, bringing her hammer to bear against the dragon, with devastating force.
Grasping the ornate drinking horn on her belt, Sigrun brings it to her lips and begins to drink, her body thrumming with power as she begins to grow.
Sigrun lets out a startled cry as the boy explodes into a massive dragon, her hand already tightly grasping her weapon.
Sigrun simply quietly observes the man, waiting for any sign of danger.
"Your mother is.......an interesting woman." the redhead replies with a chuckle of her own.
Sigrun remains silent, observing the discussions with creatures of spectacular power. Though she does not understand the words, she can feel Lyosha's reaction to whatever it is the serpent tells him. With a nod she accepts the offer, whatever his fate was, she shared it. She would stand beside him, to witness his dominion over the power inside him that he secretly feared. As the serpent begins to vanish, she looks down at the serpentine tattoo that begins to appear on her outer thigh. Walking over to Lyosha, she slips her arms around him. "You okay love?"
Sigrun feels the pull of the Rusalka's call, her feet beginning to move forward before she realizes her actions.
Sigrun listens to the exchange, keeping her thoughts to herself. Irrisen was also founded on ideas of some people being better than others and fit to rule those they considered less.....they'd personally killed quite a few who thought so recently as a matter of fact.
"Don't worry, we won't let anyone hurt you." Sigrun adds softly.
"We will help you, take you somewhere safe." Sigrun says with a smile.
Sigrun pits away her weapon.turning to face the children.
As the creature tears into her lover, Sigrun slips into an icy rage, her hammer falling repeatedly in assault of the bizarre creature.
As SIgrun charges forward, she finds herself daunted by the creature's alien appearance, her swing going wide.
"So, anything noteworthy?" Sigrun asks with a chuckle at the antics.
A little confused. Where are the rest of us right now?
"That could work, any ideas for a distraction that won't get you killed while we sneak in?" Sugrun asks.
"There's probably a reason for that." Sigrun mutters, "But it sounds like our best option."
"Might be the best option. Hobbes, do you think you can get in a nd take a look around without being noticed, so we know what we're walking into?" Sigrun asks as she looks at the deadly encampment.
I can't help thinking of the Wonder Woman, No Man's Land crossing. Out of Character, the whole gaseous form thing was good once and cool in an emergency. Using it multiple times kinda feels cheap. It's like a cheat code for invulnerability that eliminates the fun of the challenge. We're level 13 it isn't supposed to be a cakewalk.
"Yeah, to the hells with this thing." Sigun agrees, turning to chase after the hut.
Heal or buff if you have a potion or something
"That should hold it for a bit, and the cold should hurt it while we prepare for it!" Sigrun says, approaching the frozen monstrosity.
Her icy rage insulating her against the crippling terror, Sigrun acts, drawing the massive frost giant hammer strapped across her back and bringing it slamming down in a powerful overhead swing, punctuated by a roar of aggression as it smashes into the ground to release a crackling bolt of ice that shoots across the ground toward the burning corpse pile.
Feeling the terror sink in and lock her muscles, Sigrun channels the fear into that which she understands far better.....Rage.
The twisted mass of burning charnel freezes her in place with it's utter wrongness.
"We will find her. Even if we must go through your armies and their bizarre weapons to do so." Sigrun adds.
"I'm sure she would disagree." Sigrun says calmly.
"Alright." Sigrun says readying for the odd sensation for the change again.
Sigrun continues to fire the strange weapon.
Sigrun once again fires the bizarre projectile ate the enemy soldiers, hoping to put them all down before the wagon-thing they were in was blown apart.
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