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−	<div></div>	+	<div></div><br> <br>The ocean kicks up waves with a great ferocity as a lumbering, whirling figure walks along the bottom, barely visible amongst the blue. A sharp looking fin of spikes breaks the surface as it moves, the sounds growing louder. Bite slithers out to the beach, a couple of sailors who have donated their time follow her to meet the strange occurence.<br> <br>Kilsa walks out into the beach, her body looking more like it fromer self, The badger is dressed in a set of shinning red hued armor. A smiles grace her lips as she walks up to the sailors that have gather, spotting Bite immediately in the crowd. "What's going on and whats that in the water?" The badgers asked curiously.<br> <br>Mirana is thankful that she wore her work outfit this morning, only having to duck into a quiet corner to switch gems as she ran out to find out what the noises were about. Walking out onto the beach she quickly looks around, spooting Bite, whom she was talking to earlier, and her lady Kilsa. She walks up to join the two, with a curtsey, "My Lady Ironsoul, I heard something amiss, know you what is going on?"<br> <br>Ariella steps out onto the beach, the last to arrive, having been driven more by a sense of morbid curiousity than one of urgency. She pads softly up behind the group, her arms crossed in front of her to protect from the cold breeze blowing off the water to ruffle her short fur. "Hey there, people." she murmurs, a bit distractedly, staring off into the waves. "How are we all this fine day?" she asks, going for a different tack in regards to greeting.<br> <br>As a shining red eye emerges from the waves, followed by broad shoulders as wide as three heavy folk lined up side by side, Bite winces and begins to look into her bag. "I don't like this thing." she hisses as she looks, prepping a spell all the same. The sailors look at it and back up, standing just before the soulless lasses in an attempt to look more rugged than they really are. "Uh don't worry..." one of them says as he pulls out a rope, and the other a dagger. "I'm sure it's... nothing to be worried about." The beasts hard metal body drips sea-water as it's metal teeth grind in place. Another bellow is let loose as it lumbers forward, a paralyzing sound of terror.<br> <br>Kilsa looks at Mirana, "Not yet. I heard something too and saw that Bite was gather with these sailors and something down that way seems to be coming closer..." She smiles at the little sailors, "I'm not worried... I'm a little excited." She withdraws her hammer and grins wildly, "Time to see if all that bed rest has paid off." She waits to see what the strange screature will do next.<br> <br>Mirana takes a step back away from the sea, staff now held in a more defencive position, "Worried.. why ever would.. would we be worried?" she asks, eyes wide and looking up at the creature. She mutters a few things, reaching into a belt pouch to prepare a spell herself. She looks over and notices Ariella, her ears tilting back, but no time to get worked up about her now.<br> <br>Ariella groans loudly, visibly wincing at the bellow and shooting a look towards Mirana. "Noisy so and so, isn't it?" the lioness says, reaching up behind her and drawing a pair of daggers from the hidden holster. "Yeah, this'll go well..." she murmurs, sighing heavily and taking the tiniest of steps backwards. "Think it wants to be friends?"<br> <br>The creatures movement speeds up as it drains of water, a gaping hole where what was presumably a second eye emptying out slowly. As it emerges Bite throws her prepared explosion at the creature, knocking it backwards but causing it no structural harm. This seems to trigger some form of defense, as the creature lets out a metallic wail and begins to tremble and shake, the light in it's eye dimming as a space on it's chest begins to glow slightly. The sailors act swifly, one of them attempting to bind it's legs with rope, the other attempting to pry it open with their knife to no avail.<br> <br>Kilsa registers what the sailors are doing and dashes to the creature as the explosion knocks it backwards Kilsa leaps at it  with her hammer swinging with all her might and hoping to knock the thing off balance. "FOR PROMISE!" She scream with as much valor and rage she can muster the blow is hard enough to cause the creature to ring, the sound causes a feeling of comradire to flow through everyone around. <br> <br>Mirana finishes her muttering and jabs her staff into the ground as Kilsa charges forward. Sand swirls around her, tightening and clinging loosely to her from. As she finishes that spell she turns to Ariella, "I don't think it wants to be friends!" and turns back to the beast muttering again, waving hand around slowly while staying poised to duck or roll if where she is standing should suddenly become less desireable place to be.<br> <br>Ariella groans at the noise, pressing a hand against the side of her head. "I guess not. I think I hate this," the lioness says, shaking her head before dashing forwards to stand near the monster, standing in front of it and waving for attention. "Hey, ugly! Chase the kitty," Ariella yells, bending over a little and poking her tongue out. Probably meaning nothing to the monster, but old habits do die hard, even when giving a sea monster a target.<br> <br>The beast's target seems locked, and everyone standing in front of the beast is treated to an unpleasant heat. From the mechanical monster's center comes a beam of red light, which sweeps out in front of it in an arc. As it makes contact with flesh, fur, and scales it presents an burning searing sensation, the skin charring under it's presence. The sand grows hot where it made contact with it, but almost as soon as it started the beam stops, the monster's side emitting a clanking, grinding sound before it shoots off a few sparks. It's eye flickers back on before it wails again, snapping the rope as it registers Kilsa's assault. It flails and pushes aside the sailors, and a badger as it lurches forward to grasp the feline. Bite continues to dig through her bag as she collapses in pain, having taken a full swipe of the beam across her stomach, cogs and gears falling to the ground as she seems to look for something specific.<br> <br>The badger hits the ground and rolls in the sand to put out the flames that ignited most of her armors and some of her fur. "Ow Ow OWWW!" She quickly climbs to her feet, "Everyone who isn't a math user keep its attention away from the math users!" Kilsa roar over the beach and notes the direction that Ariella move it and decides to flank from the other side she continues to attempt to harrass the creature with hard strikes to keep it attetion divided between herself and Ariella. "Bite, Mirana! We are counting on you!"<br> <br>Mirana leaps backward without letting her attention to her spell be distracted, landing on her shoulder and rolling with it, the tip of her staff lighting aflame, at the end of her roll she swings her staff sending the fire arcing toward the creature. Her left paw grazed by the beast, she rebalances and gremices, leaning on her staff for balance. She runs as quickly as her burnt paw lets her, over to Bite, while yelling back, "Yes My Lady! Understood." she kneels down to Bite, pulling out of her pouch some herbs, chanting as she rubs the herbs on the snake girl's stomach, "These will take effect soon Miss Bite, let me take care of it." while she continues to calculate pulling the full force from the herbs that she can. While she works over this math, she looks up to Ariella, hoping the lioness to be alright.

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Participants

• Ariella
• Bite_PC
• Kilsa
• Mirana

Date

17/1/476

Log

The ocean kicks up waves with a great ferocity as a lumbering, whirling figure walks along the bottom, barely visible amongst the blue. A sharp looking fin of spikes breaks the surface as it moves, the sounds growing louder. Bite slithers out to the beach, a couple of sailors who have donated their time follow her to meet the strange occurence.

Kilsa walks out into the beach, her body looking more like it fromer self, The badger is dressed in a set of shinning red hued armor. A smiles grace her lips as she walks up to the sailors that have gather, spotting Bite immediately in the crowd. "What's going on and whats that in the water?" The badgers asked curiously.

Mirana is thankful that she wore her work outfit this morning, only having to duck into a quiet corner to switch gems as she ran out to find out what the noises were about. Walking out onto the beach she quickly looks around, spooting Bite, whom she was talking to earlier, and her lady Kilsa. She walks up to join the two, with a curtsey, "My Lady Ironsoul, I heard something amiss, know you what is going on?"

Ariella steps out onto the beach, the last to arrive, having been driven more by a sense of morbid curiousity than one of urgency. She pads softly up behind the group, her arms crossed in front of her to protect from the cold breeze blowing off the water to ruffle her short fur. "Hey there, people." she murmurs, a bit distractedly, staring off into the waves. "How are we all this fine day?" she asks, going for a different tack in regards to greeting.

As a shining red eye emerges from the waves, followed by broad shoulders as wide as three heavy folk lined up side by side, Bite winces and begins to look into her bag. "I don't like this thing." she hisses as she looks, prepping a spell all the same. The sailors look at it and back up, standing just before the soulless lasses in an attempt to look more rugged than they really are. "Uh don't worry..." one of them says as he pulls out a rope, and the other a dagger. "I'm sure it's... nothing to be worried about." The beasts hard metal body drips sea-water as it's metal teeth grind in place. Another bellow is let loose as it lumbers forward, a paralyzing sound of terror.

Kilsa looks at Mirana, "Not yet. I heard something too and saw that Bite was gather with these sailors and something down that way seems to be coming closer..." She smiles at the little sailors, "I'm not worried... I'm a little excited." She withdraws her hammer and grins wildly, "Time to see if all that bed rest has paid off." She waits to see what the strange screature will do next.

Mirana takes a step back away from the sea, staff now held in a more defencive position, "Worried.. why ever would.. would we be worried?" she asks, eyes wide and looking up at the creature. She mutters a few things, reaching into a belt pouch to prepare a spell herself. She looks over and notices Ariella, her ears tilting back, but no time to get worked up about her now.

Ariella groans loudly, visibly wincing at the bellow and shooting a look towards Mirana. "Noisy so and so, isn't it?" the lioness says, reaching up behind her and drawing a pair of daggers from the hidden holster. "Yeah, this'll go well..." she murmurs, sighing heavily and taking the tiniest of steps backwards. "Think it wants to be friends?"

The creatures movement speeds up as it drains of water, a gaping hole where what was presumably a second eye emptying out slowly. As it emerges Bite throws her prepared explosion at the creature, knocking it backwards but causing it no structural harm. This seems to trigger some form of defense, as the creature lets out a metallic wail and begins to tremble and shake, the light in it's eye dimming as a space on it's chest begins to glow slightly. The sailors act swifly, one of them attempting to bind it's legs with rope, the other attempting to pry it open with their knife to no avail.

Kilsa registers what the sailors are doing and dashes to the creature as the explosion knocks it backwards Kilsa leaps at it with her hammer swinging with all her might and hoping to knock the thing off balance. "FOR PROMISE!" She scream with as much valor and rage she can muster the blow is hard enough to cause the creature to ring, the sound causes a feeling of comradire to flow through everyone around.

Mirana finishes her muttering and jabs her staff into the ground as Kilsa charges forward. Sand swirls around her, tightening and clinging loosely to her from. As she finishes that spell she turns to Ariella, "I don't think it wants to be friends!" and turns back to the beast muttering again, waving hand around slowly while staying poised to duck or roll if where she is standing should suddenly become less desireable place to be.

Ariella groans at the noise, pressing a hand against the side of her head. "I guess not. I think I hate this," the lioness says, shaking her head before dashing forwards to stand near the monster, standing in front of it and waving for attention. "Hey, ugly! Chase the kitty," Ariella yells, bending over a little and poking her tongue out. Probably meaning nothing to the monster, but old habits do die hard, even when giving a sea monster a target.

The beast's target seems locked, and everyone standing in front of the beast is treated to an unpleasant heat. From the mechanical monster's center comes a beam of red light, which sweeps out in front of it in an arc. As it makes contact with flesh, fur, and scales it presents an burning searing sensation, the skin charring under it's presence. The sand grows hot where it made contact with it, but almost as soon as it started the beam stops, the monster's side emitting a clanking, grinding sound before it shoots off a few sparks. It's eye flickers back on before it wails again, snapping the rope as it registers Kilsa's assault. It flails and pushes aside the sailors, and a badger as it lurches forward to grasp the feline. Bite continues to dig through her bag as she collapses in pain, having taken a full swipe of the beam across her stomach, cogs and gears falling to the ground as she seems to look for something specific.

The badger hits the ground and rolls in the sand to put out the flames that ignited most of her armors and some of her fur. "Ow Ow OWWW!" She quickly climbs to her feet, "Everyone who isn't a math user keep its attention away from the math users!" Kilsa roar over the beach and notes the direction that Ariella move it and decides to flank from the other side she continues to attempt to harrass the creature with hard strikes to keep it attetion divided between herself and Ariella. "Bite, Mirana! We are counting on you!"

Mirana leaps backward without letting her attention to her spell be distracted, landing on her shoulder and rolling with it, the tip of her staff lighting aflame, at the end of her roll she swings her staff sending the fire arcing toward the creature. Her left paw grazed by the beast, she rebalances and gremices, leaning on her staff for balance. She runs as quickly as her burnt paw lets her, over to Bite, while yelling back, "Yes My Lady! Understood." she kneels down to Bite, pulling out of her pouch some herbs, chanting as she rubs the herbs on the snake girl's stomach, "These will take effect soon Miss Bite, let me take care of it." while she continues to calculate pulling the full force from the herbs that she can. While she works over this math, she looks up to Ariella, hoping the lioness to be alright.