He could feel his hooves comping down and breaking through bone. It was a glorifying sensation. It made him feel powerful, the Lord of Life and Death. To carnivores that was what he was. He decided if they were useful or if they would be culled. He smiled down coldly at the one-eyed beast as it screamed in anguish. Hasira's ears twitched and she shivered joyfully at the symphony of pain.

"Is this how you felt when you killed my brother? Did you feel powerful like I do now? It is really a wonderful feeling but herbivores should not have suffer for you to feel powerful. Only carnivores like you deserve to be treated in such a way." The stag turned his head slightly and rubbed one of his antlers across the fox's flank. "Tell me, what do you value more? Your forelegs or your rear legs?" He continued to run his tines over the fox's flank until he attempted to open a long gash in his side with a sudden violent jerk of his antlers. "Two of them must go and I'm giving you the choice, because you made the sacrifice you should be given the decision, you know." Ah, the joy he was getting from putting his brother's killer through this torture was exponential.

Wynry, are you watching? Are you proud of me?


Hasira vs Louie
III of V

Attacks: Ripping open a gash on Louie's side.
Defenses: None
Injuries: Cuts and scratches on face.

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"This is how I talk!"
This is how I think!

225
@Louie
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6/10

"Booker Speech" "Louie Speech"

Would it do anything to stop the deer from tearing him to shreds if he knew of the initial guilt and anguish he had felt? How the last words Wynry heard were the fox's shaky apology as he threw him from the cliff where he struggled to maintain a hold. Louie had tears rolling down over his scarred and burned face as he sobbed at the pain. Feeling the velveteen surface rub against him was disturbingly comforting as he waited for the next move. All he could do was listen as his body screamed for silence. A whip of his head, and he felt the antlers gore into his hind leg, it wasn't deep enough to tear or do significant damage to the muscle, but enough to cause a hefty stream of blood.

Howling, he kicked out with his leg and tried to shake his whole body to release the pollen that would cause the deer to hallucinate. Hopefully freeing him from being pinned and letting him run towards the edge of Orion. A picture was in his head... He just hoped it worked. From where it had been damaged, all the movement caused the ice collar to fall to both sides of his head, allowing him to breathe a bit more steadily.

ROUND 3/5
attack: sending up hallucinate spores to try and get him to hallucinate about wynry
defense: none
injuries: completely destroyed tail, no sensation, essentially dead. gore markings on his right back leg. blood everywhere.

@Hasira

His tine ripped a wound open in the fox's leg, spilling scarlet over the chilled earth. "Come now... you did not answer me, carnivore." His voice was positively giddy as he spoke to the screaming vulpine. "I suppose I just have to take your silence as you wanting me to choose." The fox's rear leg kicked out, scratching the claws against his tine. Well, perhaps this was his sign.

"You also are not fighting back. Why is that? Are you admitting that you are weak? That I am better than you? That even the lamb you killed is your better in every way?" He lowered his head to the fox's face. "How about this. If you say that you are nothing but scum and that you and every one of your cursed species are nothing but a plague on these caves and that I and my kind are better then I will end you quickly. You have my word... but if you refuse then..." Here he turned swiftly and lashed out with his hind legs in a vicious kick. He didn't know what or if he hit anything he just wanted to make a point.



Hasira vs Louie
IV of V

Attacks: Kicking at Louie!
Defenses: None
Injuries: Cuts and scratches on face.

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"This is how I talk!"
This is how I think!

225
@Louie
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6/10

"Booker Speech" "Louie Speech"

Free. Free. As soon as Hasira turned to kick him, he was no longer trapped, and no longer trapped he pulled himself to his feet as fast as he could. But the agony was too much and his movements were sluggish. One hoof clipped him quite badly and sent him flying into the wall behind. Hitting it with a thud, blood pooled within his mouth and he spat it to the side, a result of biting his cheek, gouging it open. Muscles bruised, and with the blood still constantly flowing, he had only one chance of possibly saving himself. But he couldn't do it in front of Hasira without incurring his wrath and really ending up dead.

That stupid smirk returned, if he was going to die he would do so with some sort of dignity. There was no more panic or frustration or fight or flight as he entered a melancholic state. "I'm scum but at least I'm smart enough to admit it." There was no use contesting his strength when he was lying broken and dying in front of his enemy. "That fear in Wynry's eyes as I threw him from the cliff is going to be nothing compared to the day your Empire crumbles. That child is beheaded and placed on a pike beside the throne." Wearily, he had to stop talking as he was running low on breaths. Wheezing, he tried again to get him to hallucinate as a wracking cough once again saw further spores bellow from his pelt. There was so much blood-loss, he was becoming woozy and he slumped to the ground once again. Already his stone was humming, but he couldn't die here. Not for his carcass to be strung up as an example.

Maybe he was trying too hard, as the spores blew back in his face and he found himself hallucinating. Both his children were strung up and had their organs torn from their body as Hasira laughed with a blood spattered face. All he could do was watch helplessly as Khloros and Magdalena were prodded and stabbed until they bled to death. But finally Booker, his dear sweet Booker, was gored, bitten, kicked and passed between the herbivores, as his last words to him had been nothing more than "I'm sorry". All Louie was was sorry, and now he was sorry for failing.

Eye closing slightly, he was too far gone to know what would happen next, as his strength was drained for the time being.

ROUND 4/5
attack: round 2 of wynry spores
defense: none
injuries: completely destroyed tail, no sensation, essentially dead. gore markings on his right back leg. blood everywhere. now bruised rib cage from being kicked. basically dying guys.

@Hasira

He lashed out and he felt the fox lift from the earth with the force of the kick. He heard that satisfying sound of flesh against a wall. The stag turned and walked slowly over to the fox, eyes dangerous as he waited for those words and while they did come they weren't as he expected. Angered the stag stomped the earth, tines lowering as he let stream exit from his nostrils like an enraged bull. "Lies and slander! Even if I fall my empire never will! I have birthed a God and you will never be able to stop him or his mother! They will take over the caves and a new era will rise! You and all of your kind will be enslaved or destroyed if they refuse to bow! The herbivores of the caves will learn who the true royalty is and it will be glorious! But you will not be around to see it, filth... and remember... If you hadn't killed my beautiful brother then you wouldn't be dying now. Farewell." While he was speaking a cold would pick up in the caves and finally would coalesce around the fox as icicles formed in the air above him and then dropped as he released his final attack to end the creature.



Hasira vs Louie
V of V

Attacks: ICICLES OF PAIN!
Defenses: None
Injuries: Cuts and scratches on face.

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"This is how I talk!"
This is how I think!

225
@Louie
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6/10

"Booker Speech" "Louie Speech"

No time. There was no time. Tongue lolling out of his mouth, the gem began to hum louder, almost causing the ground to vibrate beneath him. It didn't help his breathing, and as he gagged from the vibrations within his throat he shivered and drew in tighter. This would be it, the King would have claimed his first victim. Watching them die and bleed out at his hooves. Cold began to resonate from the area above him, but he couldn't see what was happening. Using recovery was too risky, it would heal him too quickly. But he had to stop himself from dying any way he could.

Louie called upon the bacteria in his system to attempt to clot the blood. Do something, anything to avoid letting it all trickle out of his body. In an effort to avoid the icicles, as he would surely perish, he curled into himself tighter as he felt the first pierce deep in his hide. Yelping, he turned his head and attempted to open his eye before feeling it pierce just above his eye socket of his one good eye. Blinded, he wanted to scream yet again, but it was useless as his sight became even more obscured by blood. There was a funny shape, one that was Hasira as the lord himself would gloat about the kill. The peridot on his neck cut off its glow, if only to feign death, as his heart beat slowed, breathing too. There was so much blood he was like a train wreck.

ROUND 5/5
attack: no attacks as he's a pulp
defense: no because he's like dying
injuries: ALL THE INJURIES EVERYWHERE ON HIS BODY

@Hasira

[Origin Cave]

Character: @Hasira Age: +9 (9 Cycle) Magic Level: +3 (Pupil) ROUND 1 Attempt: +16 Penalties: -# ROUND 2 Attempt: +12 Penalties: -# ROUND 3 Attempt: +7 Penalties: -# ROUND 4 Attempt: +14 Penalties: -# ROUND 5 Attempt: +14 Penalties: -# Total: 74

Character: @Louie Age: +9 (9 Cycle) Magic Level: +5 (Master) ROUND 1 Attempt: +18 Penalties: -# ROUND 2 Attempt: +1 Penalties: -# ROUND 3 Attempt: +4 Penalties: -# ROUND 4 Attempt: +2 Penalties: -# ROUND 5 Attempt: +14 Penalties: -# Total: 53

WINNER: HASIRA

He heard the yelps of pain but fortunately missed the cast of magick. All it seemed to him was that the fox was dying which was good enough for him. One less piece of filth. Though this one... this one was unique all on its own with his connection and fate woven so deeply with his own.

The stag simply stared for a moment as the feeling of triumph and finality washed over him. Wynry's killer had been destroyed. Justice had finally been dealt. This was the first step along the long road of revolution in the caves.

The scarred stag grabbed the fox by the tail roughly and picked it up. No need for it to be rotting and soiling his land. He would dispose of it properly at the edges of his territory. Something, perhaps another carnivore would come by and eat it. Their kind was disgusting that way.

Near the edge of his realm the deer deposited the carcass and again he felt the pride rush through him. Not in any real need except just to assert his victory even more he lashed out with his tines, aiming to pierce the fox deep from his chest to his chin. If anyone saw this they would see that he was not to be messed with.

With a satisfied snort he turned and walked away, back to his Throne and his growing god.

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"This is how I talk!"
This is how I think!

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@Louie
-exit-
6/10

"Booker Speech" "Louie Speech"

Defeated. That was all he was and as the broken fox man was brutally lifted by his shattered and mushed tail. Swinging backwards and forth as they moved, he reached out a paw to try and touch the opal gemstone that lay nestled within his chest. It seemed so dim. So faded despite its ability to glow red. There wasn't much more too it, he was so out of it he wasn't sure if he was just seeing things or not.

Dropped, he felt Hasira's prongs narrowly miss his jugular as they tore yet another hole just after his gemstone. It hurt. It stung. But it was over. As the deer man made his retreat, his only relief was that it was over.

He was dying. But it was over.

ooc; exit Louie!

@Hasira