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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Skatch142:
12/29/2016 1:02:42 AM
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*Feminine voice "Who you?"
*It came from about seven feet behind him and a little to his right. A lone aardwolf had wandered up behind him. A faint orange aura surrounds her body and faint orange tendrils seemed to extend from her and disappear.*
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The figure pointed his Reiterpallasch at the aardwolf. "Speak, foul beast. The arcane clearly comes from you, so talk!" He said, pulling back the hammer on it. It was currently loaded with a quicksilver shot, designed to kill Beasts. He also gripped the curved great sword tightly in his other hand.
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*She lets out a terrified chirp as her ears tilt back in fear. She spun around letting out a whimper.* *Aardwolf "F-Fowl beast? Where b-beast?" *The 3-foot long, 1-foot tall hyena-like creature trembles with fear. Clearly she did not understand that she was the one he mistook for being a magical beast. Her fur was tan and she had black stripes over her body. She shivered as she hid behind his legs from whatever she thought what's behind them.* *Aardwolf "P-Protect me!"
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The man turned around, looking down at the Aardwolf, a rather sick, twisted grin upon his face. It will be [i]his hunt.[/i] "No. You are the foul beast that must be hunted. I saw those tendrils, the Arcane clearly flows from you." He pointed the rifle right down to its head, finger on the trigger. This was a grand facsimile created by Ghiaccio, just for an excuse to kill things and hide his identity.
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*Aardwolf "N-No!" *She backs away, trembling with fear. The aura suddenly starts glowing brightly as the tendrils become clearly visible.* *Aarwolf "Gah!!! Orange is back!!!"
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"The Arcane might be trying to defend you hmm?" He said, pointing the rifle to her right hind leg and firing it off, the Quicksilver shot would be intended to cripple it.
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*The tendrils suddenly wrap around her and glow extremely bright, the bullet ricocheting off of them.* [spoiler]You're literally attacking the one character I made to be attacked... Well, I didn't make her to be attacked... I made her to be cute and pitiful...[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Pity is the last thing this guy has.[/spoiler] The man got aggravated at that and thrust the Rifles Bayonet forward in an attempt to stab its back.
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[spoiler]Exactly. That's why she isn't just a powerless talking aardwolf. If she was then she wouldn't last a day in this place.[/spoiler] *The bayonet glances off the tendrils harmlessly.*
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He got even more pissed off and dropped the rifle, two handing the blade and swinging it wildly at the aardwolf. This aggravated him too much, why wasn't he able to do anything!?
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*When the blade hits the glowing orange ball, it's sent flying into the window of a nearby bar.*
